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over a year ago
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Steve worked for a major bank in his day to day life, but unknown to his family, he had a secret. When he had the opportunity he would become Susan. A slutty TV who was hungry for cock and pussy in equal measures... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As Susan, he had been in contact with a local couple for a few months, exchanging messages, slowly opening up to them about his darkest desires. They were not the first couple he had met, but their was something about them that touched his hidden desires to submit totally and have them control what happened to him.
Through their messages they worked out the start of a scenario, that once he agreed to it, there would be no turning back for the following 24 hours. During those hours, he would be entirely theirs. The only exclusion to that was that he was permitted to call his family at certain times so they would not get suspicious. After much thought he sent a reply to the couple. |
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He waited patiently for a reply. Two days later he saw that he had received a response from them. It was a very detailed response, with a number of instructions. The first was that he was to ensure that he was completely smooth. This was something they had discussed, and he had explained that as he swam for his County, this would not be an issue, as his wife knew that this was something he did normally.
The second instruction was to make sure he used his buttplug each day while he was at work to ensure his arse was nicely stretched. |
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"He waited patiently for a reply. Two days later he saw that he had received a response from them. It was a very detailed response, with a number of instructions. The first was that he was to ensure that he was completely smooth. This was something they had discussed, and he had explained that as he swam for his County, this would not be an issue, as his wife knew that this was something he did normally.
The second instruction was to make sure he used his buttplug each day while he was at work to ensure his arse was nicely stretched."
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Each day as he got into work he would retrieve the plug, and some lube from his locker and visit the toilets. He would then lube his fingers and slowly ease them inside himself, before applying more lube to the plug. As each day passed, the plug slipped in easier, and the length of time he was able to keep it in for grew. After a week he was able to keep it in almost all day. As instructed, he also took a photo and shared it with the couple via kik. |
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Ten days after confirming that he was willing to be the couple's plaything for 24 hours he received another instruction. He was to book two days off work, and advise his wife that he was to go to the London office for a couple of days. He was then to book his train tickets to London, but get off two stops down the line where he would be picked up.
The next day at work he made the arrangements accordingly. He then confirmed the date with the couple. Immediately he received a further instruction. He was not to wank, or have sex with his wife, unless she instigated it, before the day of his supposed trip to London. It meant that he now had to wait a further six days and nights without any sexual contact. His wife who did not have a high sex drive was unlikely to make any sexual advances towards him before the alotted day arrived.
The day after he confirmed the arrangements he was instructed to log on to kik. Waiting for him was a short video of the couple playing. He found it very hard not to reach for his cock especially as she was running her fingers up and down a very large strapon in a slow wanking motion. |
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Similar videos were sent each day. Some were of her with other women, some of them both using a TV. Eachbone designed to test his resolve. Most of them involved an element of bdsm.
Finally the day came, and his wife dropped him off at the train station. He had told her he was catching an earlier train than he was actually going to get. This gave him time to walk up to the office, exchange his work travel bag for the one he used when he was Susan. He then went to the toilets, inserted his plug and changed in to the red and black lingerie he had bought, pulled on a fresh pair of holdups, and then put his suit back on, and walked back to the station to catch his train. |
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As he sat on the train for the thirty minute journey he logged on to kik. There waiting for him was another message, along with a photo of a white transit van.
All through the journey he wondered if any of the passengers around him knew what he was wearing, or what he was about to do. Shortly before he was due to get to his stop he got another message. It said to go to the Disabled Toilet at the cafe next to the train station and follow the instructions that had been left there. Minutes later the train entered his station and he got up, clenching his arse as he did so, enjoying the feeling his plug gave him.
He left the station and walked the fifty yards to the cafe. As he got clloser he saw that it had a sign on the door saying Shut for Renovation. He was about to turn away thinking he had been set up and it had all been a hoax when his phone pinged in his pocket. The message on Kik simply said to go inside as the door was unlocked. They must be watching me he thought to himself, looking around, but seeing nobody about. He did as instructed and opened the door and went to the disabled toilet where a bag and a note were waiting for him. The note said to put on the clothing in the bag, and then put on the synthetic face mask and wig. Once done walk back to the train station and step inside the open side door of the waiting transit van and sit on the benchseat. Do not take too long.
He opened the bag and inside was a white PVC mini dress, matching thigh length boots and a black wig and full face mask. He stripped off his own clothes and left them in the bag. He inserted his breast forms and pulled on the dress and boots. Then he pulled the mask over his head, finding it moulding to his face perfectly. He then put on the wig and checked in the mirror. He did not recognise the person looking back at him, with perfect make up and bee stung lips. As instructed he left his clothes in the bag along with his own overnight bag. For the next 24 hours Steve did not exist. Susan opened the toilet door and minced as best she could across the cafe and out in to the daylight. She walked towards the train station where she saw the white Transit waiting with it's door open. |
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"As he sat on the train for the thirty minute journey he logged on to kik. There waiting for him was another message, along with a photo of a white transit van.
All through the journey he wondered if any of the passengers around him knew what he was wearing, or what he was about to do. Shortly before he was due to get to his stop he got another message. It said to go to the Disabled Toilet at the cafe next to the train station and follow the instructions that had been left there. Minutes later the train entered his station and he got up, clenching his arse as he did so, enjoying the feeling his plug gave him.
He left the station and walked the fifty yards to the cafe. As he got clloser he saw that it had a sign on the door saying Shut for Renovation. He was about to turn away thinking he had been set up and it had all been a hoax when his phone pinged in his pocket. The message on Kik simply said to go inside as the door was unlocked. They must be watching me he thought to himself, looking around, but seeing nobody about. He did as instructed and opened the door and went to the disabled toilet where a bag and a note were waiting for him. The note said to put on the clothing in the bag, and then put on the synthetic face mask and wig. Once done walk back to the train station and step inside the open side door of the waiting transit van and sit on the benchseat. Do not take too long.
He opened the bag and inside was a white PVC mini dress, matching thigh length boots and a black wig and full face mask. He stripped off his own clothes and left them in the bag. He inserted his breast forms and pulled on the dress and boots. Then he pulled the mask over his head, finding it moulding to his face perfectly. He then put on the wig and checked in the mirror. He did not recognise the person looking back at him, with perfect make up and bee stung lips. As instructed he left his clothes in the bag along with his own overnight bag. For the next 24 hours Steve did not exist. Susan opened the toilet door and minced as best she could across the cafe and out in to the daylight. She walked towards the train station where she saw the white Transit waiting with it's door open."
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"As he sat on the train for the thirty minute journey he logged on to kik. There waiting for him was another message, along with a photo of a white transit van.
All through the journey he wondered if any of the passengers around him knew what he was wearing, or what he was about to do. Shortly before he was due to get to his stop he got another message. It said to go to the Disabled Toilet at the cafe next to the train station and follow the instructions that had been left there. Minutes later the train entered his station and he got up, clenching his arse as he did so, enjoying the feeling his plug gave him.
He left the station and walked the fifty yards to the cafe. As he got clloser he saw that it had a sign on the door saying Shut for Renovation. He was about to turn away thinking he had been set up and it had all been a hoax when his phone pinged in his pocket. The message on Kik simply said to go inside as the door was unlocked. They must be watching me he thought to himself, looking around, but seeing nobody about. He did as instructed and opened the door and went to the disabled toilet where a bag and a note were waiting for him. The note said to put on the clothing in the bag, and then put on the synthetic face mask and wig. Once done walk back to the train station and step inside the open side door of the waiting transit van and sit on the benchseat. Do not take too long.
He opened the bag and inside was a white PVC mini dress, matching thigh length boots and a black wig and full face mask. He stripped off his own clothes and left them in the bag. He inserted his breast forms and pulled on the dress and boots. Then he pulled the mask over his head, finding it moulding to his face perfectly. He then put on the wig and checked in the mirror. He did not recognise the person looking back at him, with perfect make up and bee stung lips. As instructed he left his clothes in the bag along with his own overnight bag. For the next 24 hours Steve did not exist. Susan opened the toilet door and minced as best she could across the cafe and out in to the daylight. She walked towards the train station where she saw the white Transit waiting with it's door open."
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Susan climbed in to the back of the van and sat on the bench seat as instructed. Her phone went once more. From now on your are ours. You must refuse nothing. Or there will severe consequences. On the seat beside you there is a blindfold. You are to put it on. You will then be moved in to position prior to the van setting off. You will be safe at all times so do not be afraid. |
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Susan put on the blindfold as instructed, and waited. Moments later she felt hands on her elbows lifting her up and she was advised to take two steps forward. She then felt something touch her legs just below her knees. She was then told to bend forward. The hands guided her until she was in a kneeling position with her feet off the floor. A hand in her bag pushed her forward until her upper body came in contact with another surface. She then felt her wrists, ankles and lower back being secured in place.
A few minutes later she heard the van' engine start, and the vehicle started to move. |
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She did not know how long the van was travelling for, but the last few minutes seemed over rougher terrain. Eventually it stopped and both the back doors and the side door were opened and Susan could sense light around the edge of her blindfold before it was removed. She then looked around her as best she could. She was securely strapped to a two tiered padded box. Her lower legs resting on one level, her upper body on another. Below her the floor of the van was covered in a black plastic sheet, as were the sides. But really took her attention was the Dashcam that seemed to be staring straight at her from just inside the back doors. |
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Susan assumed it was the driver of the van who stepped in to the back and stood before her, though he was wearing a full mask with only his eyes and mouth showing.
" Now this is what is going to happen for the next hour or so. The van with you in it will be left here. A number of men, and a couple of ladies have been contacted by the couple you were chatting to. They have now all paid for the privilege of using your holes however they please. They have all been vetted and tested. They are all safe and clean. Now what they do to you will be streamed live, and others will be paying to watch online. I will be warching too from not too far away, so do not worry." With that he left the van and walked out of sight. |
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It was not long before she heard the sound of a car engine approaching. Then it stopped, two car doors were opened and closed. Then feet crunched gravel until she saw a male and female couple standing in front of her at the back of the van. |
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He was in jeans and shirt, but she had a full length coat on, which seemed strange to Susan, as it was quite a mild day. They both climbed in to the back of the van and inspected their purchase. The woman turned to her partner and asked him which end he wanted first. Moments later he stood in front of Susan and started to undo his trousers. Obviously he had decided on her mouth first. Susan took in the bulge in his shorts and subconsciiysly ran her tongue over lips.
Susan was also aware that the woman had moved round behind her, and was now pulling her arse cheeks apart so that she could see the plug still nestling inside Susan's arse.
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Susan felt the woman take hold of the plug and ease it from her arse. "You won't be needing this for a while." She said, as with an audible plop it came out. Susan suddenly felt empty, as it had been filling her arse for some time.
But then her attention was immediately focused straight in front of her face, as the guy now had his cock in his hand and what appeared quite impressive in his shorts now looked very impressive. It was long but thankfully not too girthy. Without any pleasantries he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so that his cock was in line with her mouth. She did not need any encouragement as she made a perfect O around his glans. He then proceeded to face fuck her making her gag every now and then as he forced as much of his length into her mouth and throat.
At the same time she could feel more lube being pushed into her arse. Then the woman took hold of both arse cheeks again, pulling them apart, and with one movement, which would have made Susan scream if she did not have a mouthful of cock, pushed all ten inches of her strapon into Susan's arse. |
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Each time the woman thrust her strapon in to Susan's arse the more of the man's cock she took in her mouth and down her throat. The couple worked in perfect rhythm making sure Susan was well used for a good ten minutes before the woman withdrew her strapon. Susan now felt even more empty. But not for long. The man then withdrew from her mouth walked round to her arse and without any preamble entered her once more. He then gave five hard thrusts before she felt him tense inside her before she felt the wonderful rush of squirt after squirt of thick salty cum fill her arse.
Once he had finished cumming inside her he replaced his cock with her plug once more, making sure that his cum juice did not leak out, walked back round to her front, pushed his cock once more in to her mouth and ordered her to clean him up. When she had done so to his satisfaction he got dressed once more. Before they left the woman knelt down and gave Susan a deep french kiss. Then they were gone and Susan was alone again. But not for long. |
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Over the course of the next couple of hours Susan had her mouth filled with cum and piss and also received a paddling. She was also made to rim two women's arses one after the other as their male partners fucked her arse. By the time the mysterious driver returned she had lost count of how many had used her holes.
The driver unstrapped her from the bondage bench and she was told to sit down again in the seat behind the driver's cab. Her ankles were then manacled together and her wrists were then manacled by her sides. The driver then placed her blindfold on again.
"Now it is time to meet your Master and Mistress." |
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