The Porn Party

Ever since my new next door neighbor moved in, my life as a self respecting man has evaporated faster than I could have ever believed. My lovely wife and Mistress had already turned me into a 24/7 sissy. However, somewhere deep down in my brain I still thought of myself as a man even though to her, I'm just Sissy Julie. That illusion has now disappeared faster than a drop of water on a red hot skillet.

A guy named Sam just moved in next door. He is a Dom. He and my wife, Susan, hit it off right away as she sometimes likes to sub, though never to me. Oh, no; never to me. My wife keeps me dressed in panties, high heels, lacy crenulated petticoats, very short dresses, and locking high heel shoes. And I'm usually made to wear a chastity belt as well. Over the years, She bought both the CB2000 and the CB3000 to protect Her cock against any abuse that I might try to inflict upon it. She enjoys embarrassing me to make me blush. I have to service her regularly with tongue, dildo, strap-on, and even a dildo gag. That last item really makes my jaw sore, but it is worth it to hear and feel my Mistress so satisfied.

Let me tell you about what happened a couple of months ago. Sam threw a porno video party for some of his friends and acquaintances. I didn't know anything about it at the time, since I hadn't been invited. And little did I know that Sam and my wife had arranged a few little surprises for me.

About 4 o'clock in the afternoon, my Mistress calls me over and tells me that we're going to the neighbor's for a party and that I am going to be serving. I get to be free of my chastity belt for the party, but if I don't behave properly, I'll never see or use Her cock again. I know from Her tone of voice that She's serious. If She was in the Gestapo and I was a Jew, I couldn't be more scared.

She tells me to strip and I do, expecting that She has another set of clothes that She wants me to wear. After all, the people who are attending the party next door don't know I'm a sissy and hopefully I'll get to wear some guy clothes for a change. She produces a collar and leash. She then fastens and locks the collar around my neck. Then She unlocks my chastity belt and removes it. Wow... freedom. She uses the leash to pull me over to the dining room table and tells me to bend over and put my hands on it. I promptly obey Her, all the while hoping that now that I'm free from my belt, I'll actually be able to get some very needed relief.

She then produces a big butt plug that I've never seen before, lubes it up, and works it into my tight bottom. It's got that narrow ring just under the base that makes by anus pull it in the final inch or two and hold it firmly in place. I feel it inside me like I've been invaded and conquered. It's not going to slip out. I blush. From the quick peek that I had of it, it looked like it had batteries. Oh, no! A vibrating plug. If only I really knew!

She explains to me again, that we're going next door. There's a party going on there and I'm to explicitly and promptly obey all of her commands, OR ELSE. With that, She fastens a pair of black leather wrist cuffs on me and attaches them together with a short section of chain. She then tugs the leash and leads me out the back door. I'm naked except for the collar and cuffs! What about clothes? Someone will see me! I'm scared stiff and am blushing all over. I can't remember when I was last so embarrassed.

She leads me across the back yards to Sam's kitchen door and knocks. I'm dieing of embarrassment here in the open without any clothes. It's even more embarrassing than wearing a dress outside, because then there's at least a chance that I'll pass for normal, especially at a distance. It seems like forever until Sam opens the door, though it was probably only half a minute or so. I hurry to get inside and can tell that I've not started off this adventure well with my Mistress. She tugs my leash so I'm looking at Her and tells me, using Her command voice, that if I don't start acting better I'll rue the day. She slaps my ass for emphasis, but I'm so pink from blushing that I don't think Her handprint there is visible right away. Sam looks quite amused, but he already knows all about me.

He tells Susan that he has the item they discussed and hands her a long narrow box. She opens it and takes out the two wooden, oddly-curved, well-oiled and polished slats. The wood looks beautifully finished, though I have no idea what it's for. She gets this big smile on Her beautiful face and lightly runs her hands over the smooth wood admiringly. I get my first feeling that maybe I'm not going to like this. She orders me to my knees, yanking the leash for emphasis and I quickly find myself on all fours at Her feet, like an obedient dog.

She separates the two wood pieces and grabbing my balls from behind, pulls them back through my legs and closes the wood slats around them as though they were a pillory. In a sense, this is exactly what was happening as Mistress explains to me that this device is called a humbler and it works like a testicle cuff, surrounding and holding the balls, while the wood slats curve smoothly around the backs of each leg, just below my ass cheeks. The net effect is that any attempt to stand will cause my balls (eh, Her balls) to be painfully pulled back, thus preventing any attempt to straighten out and forcing the wearer to stay on all fours. She locks the slats together and there I am like a dog, except that my front "paws" are chained together and I have this big butt plug wedged inside me.

Next Sam hands her a leather hood, which She pulls over my head. It covers my eyes, blocking out any light so that I can't see, but fortunately it has holes for my nostrils and mouth. I hear and feel her zip it tight and then lock it in place with yet another little padlock like those used on my chastity belt.

She starts telling me that She holds a remote control in Her hand that goes to the vibrator in my ass. She turns it on to demonstrate. It can not only turn the butt plug on and off, but controls its intensity as well. I feel totally ashamed and am sure I turned pink from head to toes again as I feet so helpless and controlled. She explains that She is going to use it guide me to where She wants me to go. As I get closer to where She wants me to go, She'll turn up the intensity; and as I get further away, She'll turn down the intensity. I have became Her remote controlled Sissy Julie bitch.

She reminds me that I am Her sissy and Her slut. I'm expected to act like the slut we both know I am and do exactly as She instructs. If someone needs sexual satisfaction, I'm there to help. She explains that we are going to go into Sam's media room and that there are several people in there and re-emphasizes that I'm to service them however they want. She asks me if I understand and when I don't respond quickly enough, She grabs me by the balls that are so nicely presented by the humbler and squeezes them painfully as She asks me again if I understand. I yelp and quickly promise that I'd do anything She wants. "You've finally got that right, Sissy Julie", she says to me. "And one more thing, after this little party, there'll be a quiz and if you don't act satisfactorily during that party or pass the quiz afterward correctly, you'll be put back into your chastity belt for a long, long time". With that, She leads me down the hall to the media room, where she takes off my leash and opens the door.

The next thing I know, there's a low buzzing sound and an immediate attention getting vibration deep in my ass. I move ahead and both of these pick up in intensity. I hear the sounds of wild fucking going on and soon realize it's a movie playing on Sam's big screen TV. I dog walk into the room, hoping it's dark enough in here that nobody can see how embarrassed I am. I follow the directions from my remote controlled butt plug. Soon, I find myself between a pair of spread legs and as I move forward, discover a very hard cock with someone stroking it. He grabs my head and positions his cock at my mouth and pushes down. I remember my instructions to comply and obey everyone, and begin to suck and bob on his firm organ. I feel so humiliated doing this to someone I hope is a complete stranger. I then realize that part of me is actually enjoying bringing him pleasure. This makes me really feel like a slut and I become even more embarrassed at myself. When I finally bring him off, the vibrations in my rear subside and I back out hoping that I've passed the test and am finished. However, the buzzing starts again and I'm then directed to the next viewer. I discover another cock being stroked. It's also rock hard from the porno flick that's playing on Sam's big screen. I am again forced to service him, wondering not for the first time, if any of these guys other than Sam actually knows who I am; hoping not.

I'm led from one cock to another, during which time I hear several of the people move around, some entering and some leaving the room. I smell beer and popcorn too. Eventually, I find myself between a pair of female legs and discover from the smell and taste that it's my Mistress. My head is again pushed to do its duty and I discover that there's another taste as well; that of recently deposited sperm. My Mistress can tell when I figure this out as I pause in my licking. She pushes my head back down into Her sex. She leans over and whispers in my ear, "You're quiz, Sissy Julie, is to identify who's spunk that is: Number 1 to Number 10? You've done them all. You've done very well so far, Sissy Julie. Identify this correctly and you'll get your reward, otherwise it's back into the cock cage with you."

And that was the last time my cock was free. And Susan thinks I need more practice at recognizing individual sperm tastes.

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