You feel nervous as you approach Megan's front door.You're there because she sent you a simple, slightly cryptic text that read: "Hey. Can you come over? There's something important I want to talk to you about."
You told her you'd come over right away and rushed out of the house. You didn't want to acknowledge it, but a part of you was hoping that Megan had finally come around to seeing you as more than a friend, that she was going to confess that she had a massive crush on you, that she wanted to be your girlfriend.
She answered the door before you even knocked. She must have been waiting for your arrival. She looked radiantly beautiful in a sundress that ******* her perfect cleavage. You stepped into the house and Megan took you into a tight embrace. The scent of her shampoo filled your nose and your heart fluttered as the softness of her breasts pressed into your chest.
"Thanks for coming over," she said.
"Yeah, of course. Megan, you know I'd do anything for you," you replied.
She took your hand, squeezed it softly, and smiled before leading you into the living room and having you sit on the couch with her. Her leg touched yours and you were close enough that you could feel the warmth emanating from her arm.
Your heart pounded as Megan continued to hold your hand. You weren't sure you'd ever been so intimate with her. Your loins stirred with desire. It was about to happen. You were on the verge of starting a relationship with the girl you'd lusted after for years.
"So...what...what was it you wanted to talk about?" you asked.
She reached over and ran her fingers up your arm, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through your body and bringing your cock to life. "I know how you feel about me," she said.
You weren't sure what to say. You'd never openly admitted your feelings to Megan and it felt dangerous to do so, for there was no indication she felt the same way about you.
"And I asked you over," she continued, "because I wanted to tell you that I feel the same way. I've felt the same way for years, actually."
It was happening. The moment you'd dreamed about for years was upon you.
"Really?" you asked.
Megan nodded and reached up to caress your face. Her hand felt impossibly warm and soft against your skin and when she leaned closer your cock grew in your pants before her lips even reached yours.
You closed your eyes, tilted your head, and waited for the kiss to arrive. Megan's hand moved to your thigh and your pulse raced. Your dick was very nearly throbbing from the anticipation of finally kissing the goddess you'd worshiped - in your head, at least - for so many years.
Then you heard a soft laugh. You opened your eyes and saw Megan smiling gleefully. She let your hand go and leaned back. She looked between your legs, pointed, and laughed again.
"I can't believe you actually thought I was into you," she said.
You were dumbfounded. Your mouth hung open. Your face burned with embarrassment and your erection quickly retreated as it seemed that your friend was playing some awful prank on you.
"Wha... what? What's going on?" you asked.
"You fucking got hard," she said. "You're so fucking desperate that you got hard at the thought of kissing me. You're also fucking delusional if you actually thought it was possible I'd kiss you. Do you really think I can't do better than you, cuck? Really? I mean, I get that you're in love with me, but do you really think I'd lower myself to fuck a guy like you?"
You were stunned speechless at the sudden, cruel turn your day had taken. Megan had transformed into a woman you didn't recognize, though you were surprised to discover that your attraction hadn't really faded so much as it had transformed into something different.
"I...Megan..." you said, though you couldn't really think of what else to say.
"Do you fantasize about me?" she asked.
You couldn't even bear to look at her. Instead, you just stared at the ground as thoughts of the numerous fantasies you'd had about her filled your head.
"Answer me," Megan demanded.
You nodded, still refusing to look at her.
"And what happens in those fantasies?" Megan asked as she leaned closer. You felt her breath against your neck and for a moment you entertained the idea that she might actually kiss you. Instead, she asked, "Do I suck your dick in those fantasies? Do I get on my knees and suck your dick, cuck?"
You nodded again.
"And do I let you eat my pussy? Do I let you put your tongue between my plump pussy lips and taste me?" she asked softly.
You nodded as your dick grew in your pants.
"Do I let you fuck me, cuck? When you fantasize about me, do I let you put your cock inside me? Do I let you slide your dick into my tight, wet, hot little pussy?" she asked.
"Yes," you admitted softly.
"Stand up, right now," Megan demanded.
Though you were nervous, you stood. Megan laughed immediately and you looked down to see that she was staring at the bulge in your pants.
"You really think I'd let that - the little thing making that adorable tent in your pants - you really think I'd let that inside me?" she asked as a smile crossed her face before she laughed. "You really think I'd let that pathetic little thing in my pussy? Really, cuck? You really thought there was a chance I'd let a guy like you fuck me?"
You nodded. Clearly you were wrong about having a chance at fucking her, but you'd certainly fantasized about it.
"Strip," Megan demanded.
You did nothing as your mind ran through the possible outcomes of doing as she desired. None seemed good, though, and you were filled with fear at what might happen if you actually took your clothes off in front of her.
"Do as you're told, cuck," Megan said harshly. "And if you don't, you can forget about ever seeing me again, and I think we both know it would be too painful for you to be away from the girl you pine for."
She was right. Even after being told you didn't stand a chance, the idea of being denied the opportunity to spend time with Megan - to be her friend, even - was too painful. So you stripped. You stripped as the girl you were in love with watched.
She laughed when you pulled your underwear down. She laughed loudly, in fact. She laughed while staring at your dick. Then she reached out and flicked the tip with her finger, causing a brief rush of pain and showering you in humiliation.
"That's not a dick," she said. "That's a dicklet at best. A clit, really. It certainly has no business being anywhere near my pussy or anyone else's pussy, for that matter. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't satisfy someone with that, cuck, and I'd be willing to bet you're a quick cummer, too."
You should have gone soft as she humiliated your cock. You didn't, though. You remained stiff. Your body hummed with desire.
"Would you like to watch me have sex?" Megan asked as she looked up at you.
"What? Really?" you asked.
Megan stood, grabbed a strong fistful of your hair, and pushed you to your knees with surprising force. "I asked you a question, cuck, and I expect an answer, not some pathetic mewling. Now answer the fucking question."
"Yes," you admitted. "I want to watch you have sex."
She tightened her grip on your hair and pulled hard enough to cause a few moments of searing pain as a smile crossed her face. "That's what I thought you'd say. Of course that's what you'd say. Of course you want to be a fucking cuckold. It's the best a guy like you can hope for, really, so it makes perfect sense that it would turn you on."
She released her grip on your hair and walked away. You remained on your knees and your heart pounded as you wondered what she had planned. Were you really going to watch her have sex? If so, who was she going to fuck? Why would she be willing to let you watch? Was Megan turned on by what she was doing?
"Put this on," Megan said as she returned to the living room holding a small metal device in her hand.
It was a device for your cock. A prison, really, and she wanted you to put it on. She wanted you to lock up your cock for her.
"What the fuck are you waiting for?" she asked. "Put your pathetic little dicklet in the chastity cage. You don't deserve to get hard while you're watching us. You don't deserve to masturbate while you're watching us. Your purpose is to do exactly as Giorgio and I say and nothing more. Your purpose is to be a pathetic little toy that we can play with however the fuck we want."
"Giorgio?" you asked. "You're fucking... you're fucking Giorgio?"
Giorgio was your good friend. He knew that you had a huge crush on Megan. He knew that you were in love with her. He knew and he clearly didn't care as he'd taken to fucking her. He didn't say a word about it, either.
"Put the fucking cage on or get out of my house, you pathetic little worm," Megan said. Her voice was cold and harsh. You knew she'd kick you out if you didn't do as you were told.
You took the cage from her and ****** your cock into it. It took time for you to go soft enough to fit it on, but eventually you locked yourself in the small steel device. You imprisoned your cock and you noticed that there was no key in sight.
There was a knock on the door. "Come in!" Megan said.
The door opened. Your heart pounded. It must have been Giorgio. You heard footsteps behind you. Laughter quickly followed. Laughter you recognized.
"You were right about him," Megan said. "He wants to watch us fuck, and he didn't really put up any resistance when I made him lock up his worthless dicklet."
Giorgio stepped into your field of view and put his arm around Megan, pulling her close. She looked up at him and he smiled before leaning down to kiss her. Their lips met and he slipped his hand into her shirt to play with her perky breasts. She offered no resistance to his touch, instead moaning as he explored her flesh in the same manner you'd so often dreamed of doing.
Megan looked eager - desperate, even - for more of her lover's touch as Giorgio pulled his hand from her shirt. She looked ready to surrender to his desire, to give herself over to any sexual whim he might have, all while you remained on your knees with your dick now throbbing in the small cage you'd locked it in.
"Is she right?" Giorgio asked. "Do you want to watch us fuck?"
"Yes," you admitted as an unexpectedly pleasurable kind of desire coursed through your body.
Giorgio lifted the bottom of Megan's sundress, slipped his hand into her panties, and played with her pussy as you watched from a few feet away. You heard her wetness - proof of her desire - and when you looked up Megan's eyes were closed and her lips parted as she moaned from the pleasure of being touched by the man that aroused her with such ease.
"Prove it," Giorgio said.
You stared at him. "I...I don't understand."
"Prove that you want to watch," he said as his fingers moved deep into Megan's pussy. "Beg for the privilege of watching me fuck Megan. Beg for the pleasure of watching her cum on my cock like a good girl. Beg for the privilege of watching her suck my dick like you've dreamed of her sucking yours, you pathetic little bitch."
"Pl... please, let me watch," you said. "Let me watch you fuck her. Please, Giorgio. Please, Megan, let me watch."
Giorgio looked annoyed. "Pathetic," he said. "Fucking pathetic. You'll have to do a lot better than that if you want to watch me bury my cock in her wet pussy."
Half an hour ago you never would have been interested in watching someone else fuck Megan. Now, though, you felt desperate for it. You weren't sure why, but it seemed that your friends had tapped into a latent desire of yours, as the prospect of being denied the chance to watch was agonizing.
You dropped to your hands and knees, lowered your head, and kissed Megan's feet through her strappy heels. You showered them in kisses and quickly moved to Giorgio's shoes. You kissed them all over. You knew he couldn't feel it, but you figured if you bowed down and showed your fealty that he might grant you the pleasure of letting you watch.
"What do you think?" Giorgio asked. "Is that good enough? Should we let him watch?"
"No," Megan said. "He should have to kiss and lick and suck on your bare feet. He should be made to feel completely and utterly pathetic before he's even given a chance to look at my naked body, let alone watch me get fucked."
"Take my shoes off," Giorgio instructed.
You untied the laces and removed his shoes before he and Megan sat on the couch. She made sure her dress covered her panties - denying you the chance to stare - and Giorgio lifted one of his feet, presenting it to you.
"Suck on my fucking toes," he demanded.
You crawled in front of him, leaned closer, and stopped as the smell of his feet filled your nose. It was unpleasantly strong, an odor that had no doubt built up over the course of a day on his feet.
"Do it, you pathetic little worm," Megan instructed. "Take his toes in your mouth. Suck on them."
You closed your eyes, leaned forward, and took his big toe in your mouth.
"Look at me," Giorgio said.
You opened your eyes and stared at him. You stared as you sucked on his toe from your hands and knees. You felt pathetic. Completely and utterly pathetic. They were both smiling, though.
Your humiliation clearly turned them on. "Get all five in your mouth," Megan said.
You opened your mouth as wide as it could go and sucked on all five of his filthy toes at the same time. You sucked and slobbered and sank deeper into your humiliation while they both laughed at you.
"Now do hers," Giorgio instructed.
You crawled in front of Megan, carefully removed her heels, and lifted her delicate foot until her toes rested in front of your mouth. You took them - all five of them - in your mouth and you sucked slowly and sensually. They tasted far better than Giorgio's, but Megan seemed intent on using your mouth more aggressively as she began to fuck your face with her foot, pumping her toes in and out at a fairly rapid pace. You drooled as she penetrated you, making a mess of your chin and lips and dribbling on her lovely floor.
"Beg with her toes in your mouth, cuck," Giorgio demanded.
You did as instructed, though you words came out as a garbled, unintelligible mess. They both laughed, though, and that was the point. Of course it was the point. They were just trying to humiliate you, and it was working.
"I think he's earned the right to see my pussy," Megan said as you continued to suck and slobber on her toes.
Giorgio smiled, leaned over, and slowly pulled up the bottom of her dress as Megan spread her legs. You stared at her delicate panties and saw the wet spot in them, offering proof of her excitement. Giorgio then pulled her panties aside, offering you a breathtaking view of the pussy you’d longed to enjoy and now knew would never be yours to fuck.
"Has he earned the right to watch me fuck your pussy?" Giorgio asked with a knowing smile.
"Not even close," Megan answered. "It's a privilege to watch me get fucked, to watch your big cock slide into my tight pussy, to watch me cum as you pound me, and that's not a privilege this little worm has earned. I don't think he fully understands just how lucky he is that I've even invited him into my house, that I'm letting him suck on my toes. I think he needs to work harder to earn the right to watch me get pounded. I think he needs to suck your dick."
Your eyes went wide and you pulled back so Megan's toes would fall from your lips. You shook your head and said, "No. No. I'm not doing that."
Giorgio stood up and took his pants off. He tossed his shirt aside and lowered his underwear, revealing his big cock, which was only half hard and already put yours to shame.
He stepped closer, grabbed a handful of your hair, and slapped your dick with his face. For some reason, you made no effort to move, to get up, to walk away, to save yourself the humiliation of being dick slapped by your friend.
"Open your fucking mouth," he said.
You looked up at him and held your lips closed. He dick slapped you again.
"Suck his cock, cuck," Megan instructed. "Stop fighting us. Embrace what you are. Embrace that you're nothing but a pathetic little cuck bitch with a tiny dicklet. Embrace that it's your place to fluff him if you want the pleasure of watching me get fucked. Do it right now or get up and get the fuck out of my house."
You parted your lips and Giorgio smiled. He pushed the head of his cock onto your tongue. You closed your lips around it. You tasted a man's dick for the first time.
"Suck," Giorgio said.
You sucked. You sank into a deep well of humiliation and you sucked cock for Giorgio and Megan. You fluffed the man that would soon be fucking the girl you loved. You fluffed him like a good little cuck. You fluffed him while your dick throbbed painfully with precum dripping from the tip.
"Look at that fucking cocksucker," Megan observed. "Look at that filthy fucking cocksucker using his mouth like a good ***** is supposed to. Fuck his face, Giorgio."
Giorgio grabbed two handfuls of your hair and fucked your face. He fucked it hard and fast, making you gag and spit up around his cock. He fucked your mouth like you were nothing more than a toy to him, a worthless toy to be used for his pleasure without any concern for your feelings.
He pulled out - now fully erect - and rubbed his wet, spit-soaked cock over your face. He dick slapped you a few more times, too, and then shoved his dick down your throat and held it there as you gagged, spit up, and tried to pull away so you could breathe.
Giorgio and Megan laughed. They laughed at their pathetic friend who'd been turned into a cuck cocksucker for them. They laughed at your humiliation, at your willingness to surrender yourself to whatever the fuck they wanted.
Giorgio pulled out and stroked his dick as he instructed, "Beg for it. Beg for the chance to watch me fuck her, cuck. Beg like the pathetic, worthless cuck bitch that you are."
"Please," you said with overwhelming desperation in your voice. "Please let me watch you fuck her. Please let me watch you satisfy her like I'd never be able to satisfy her. Please let me watch you fuck Megan's pussy. Please. Please!"
Giorgio stepped closer and rested his balls on your face as he masturbated. His musk filled your nose and the dampness of his testicles rubbed off on your face as both he and Megan laughed.
"I think he's earned it," Megan said.
"Should we let him prepare your pussy?" Giorgio asked.
Megan laughed. "No fucking way. He's a long way from deserving that. No part of him is going in my pussy until he's gone above and beyond to prove what a pathetic little worm he is."
Giorgio dick slapped you a few more times and then turned to Megan. "I want you from behind," he demanded. She quickly moved to her hands and knees on the couch and Giorgio flipped up the back of her dress, lowered her panties, and rubbed the head of his dick over her pussy lips, eliciting a moan from the girl you lusted after.
"Fuck me," she said. "Please, Giorgio, give me your cock. You know how wet I am. You know how badly I want you, how badly I need you inside me. Please...fuck me."
Giorgio filled her with a long, slow thrust. He filled the pussy you'd fantasized about so many times. He filled the girl you were desperately in love with and he did so while the taste of his cock lingered on your tongue.
"Cuck," Megan said, "eat his fucking ass while he pounds me."
You couldn't. You couldn't eat another man's sweaty ass. So you did nothing.
Megan was angry as she looked over her shoulder with Giorgio's cock slowly filling her pussy. "Do as you're told, cuck. You have no fucking idea how lucky you are to be in my house as he fucks me. You have no idea what a privilege it is for a pathetic loser like you to witness the kind of sex
Giorgio and I have. You need to understand that. You need to understand that we're giving you a gift, and you need to show the proper gratitude for that gift. So spread his cheeks, put your face between them, and eat his ass or he's going to drag you out of my house and toss your naked ass into the yard."
Giorgio looked down at you, smiled, and nodded. He'd do it. He'd probably enjoy it, too.
You crawled closer. You reached up to spread his ass cheeks. You watched his cock move in and out of Megan's pussy from behind and your little dick throbbed in its cage once more.
"Eat my ass, you worthless cuck bitch," Giorgio demanded.
You leaned closer. You stared at his hairy asshole for a moment. You took a deep breath and you leaned in the rest of the way. Your tongue found his asshole. You flicked it back and forth over his wrinkled flesh. You ate his ass. You degraded yourself and ate his ass. You ate his ass like a good bitch.
"Oh, fuck, he's doing it," Giorgio said with a moan that was quickly followed by a laugh. "He's actually fucking doing it."
"Fuck me harder," Megan demanded. "Fuck me harder, Giorgio."
Giorgio fucked her harder as you rimmed his asshole. You acted like the pathetic bitch they wanted you to be. You surrendered to it, letting the humiliation envelop you as the taste of another man's ass filled your mouth.
You lost track of time with your head buried between his ass cheeks. You never stopped licking, though. You rimmed like a good little cuck bitch, feverishly tonguing the man fucking the woman you loved and lusted after. Eventually, Giorgio pulled out, spun around, and said, "Suck on my balls."
You took them in your mouth without hesitation. Any resistance to being treated like a bitch had washed away. You were submissive putty in their hands. You showered his balls in affection as he stroked his cock and laughed at you.
"So fucking pathetic," Giorgio said.
Megan moved to her back on the couch and spread her legs. She played with her pussy as you sucked on another man's balls. She laughed, too, but you knew she took pleasure in your humiliation, and something about that felt so good.
"Does he deserve to watch me make you cum?" Giorgio asked.
Megan looked at you and asked, "Do you understand how lucky you are to be here, in my house, sucking on a big pair of balls like a good cuck?"
Giorgio stepped back and you looked up at him and over at Megan while nodding. "Yes, I understand. I do. I know that I'm not good enough for you. I know that I'm lucky to be able to spend any time with you, to be able to see your pussy, to see you get fucked, to offer Giorgio pleasure while he fucks you. I understand all of that."
"I think he deserves to watch us cum," Megan said.
Giorgio crawled on top of her, slid his cock into her slippery pussy, and resumed fucking her. You watched from your knees and absentmindedly rubbed your cock in the cage. It offered almost no pleasure, but you couldn't help it.
"Suck on my toes while he fucks me," Megan demanded. "You don't deserve to just sit there and watch while you play with your worthless dicklet."
You crawled towards her feet and took all five of her toes in your mouth. You sucked and swirled your tongue around them. You sucked like you were giving head because you knew it's what she would want. While you did so, you were afforded a beautiful view of Giorgio's cock moving in and out of her utterly perfect pussy. You listened to the sounds of wetness. You saw the thing you'd fantasized about so many times and now understood you'd never have.
Your jaw was tired from all the sucking by the time their orgasms arrived. Megan was moaning loudly and Giorgio was fucking her hard and fast.
"Cum inside me!" she cried out. "Giorgio, please, baby, cum inside me. Cum in my pussy. Give me your load!"
They came together. Moans of pleasure filled the living room as his thrusts slowed and he buried his dick deep inside her. Giorgio experienced the joy you'd dreamt of so many times. He came inside Megan. He claimed his satisfaction in her utterly perfect pussy and he provided her with what sounded and looked like a world class orgasm.
"That's enough sucking, cuck," Megan said.
You pulled your mouth from her toes, backed up, and waited on your knees.
Giorgio turned, looked at you, and laughed. "Pathetic," he said. "Fucking pathetic." He pulled out, stood up, and approached you. His cock was still stiff and coated in a mixture of cum and pussy juice. "Open up," he demanded.
You opened your mouth and Giorgio slid his cock onto your tongue and down your throat. You closed your lips around it and sucked hard. You knew he wanted you to clean his shaft, so you did it.
"You know, I see no reason we shouldn't use him for more than sexual service," Giorgio said. "He can be used for chores, too."
Megan laughed.
"When you're finished cleaning my cock you can clean my car. It's parked in the driveway. Grab a bucket, some soap, and a sponge and hand wash it until it's clean and shiny," Giorgio said. "Do you understand?"You nodded with his dick still deep in your throat.
Giorgio pulled out, slapped his now clean cock against your face, and asked, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do," you replied with a nod.
"Then get out there," he said.
You stood, quickly put your clothes on, grabbed his keys, and rushed out of the house to get started cleaning his car. You gathered the bucket, soap, and sponge, turned on the hose, and got to work. Your cock throbbed in its cage, perhaps from the sheer humiliation of washing another man's car.
Half an hour into your task you heard moans drifting out the open living room windows. It was Giorgio moaning, which almost certainly meant that Megan was sucking his cock. You were cleaning his car and he was getting a blowjob from the girl you loved.
It was oddly pleasurable, and you suspected it wouldn't be the last time you got to enjoy that pleasure and suffer that humiliation...and you were okay with that.
