Goddess Rhiannon
Keywords: Goddess, Rhiannon,
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'You hurting me,' Duncan squealed, 'let me go, get off.'
But Steve didn't let go or get off instead he tightened his grip and leered menacingly.
'I've got some explaining to do.' Duncan said in a terrified tone. 'I think I owe you an apology. You might not believe what I have to say but I'm not what I seem.'
Steve laughed heartily. 'I know your little game, Duncan. Paul told me all about you before we came along. He said you're game for a bit for excitement. So come on lets get rough.'
'I don't think you understand,' stammered Duncan I don't normally dress this way. Underneath these female trappings I'm an ordinary lad just like yourself. I was only doing my sister a favour.'
'Do you honestly expect me to believe such a feeble excuse.' He sneered. ' You love every minute. Your even behaving like a girl now. I know your type, no means yes and yes means no. You can't fool me. Expect me to believe an attractive girl like you, so at ease in a dress, so glamourously made up hasn't done this thing before. Oh! yes, you knew precisely what you where getting into the moment Helen asked you to step into this provocative dress'. He pulled at the bodice hungrily and tore part of the front detail.
'No, that is not true, you'll see, Helen will explain everything.' He spluttered.
'Oh, my sweet Cindy. You have so much to learn. You don't have to be a girl in the true sense of the word to wear a dress. He grinned like a Cheshire cat as he playfully toyed with the ends of Duncan's hair. 'But I can't wait for Helens return as now its time to return the favour.'
'Favour? What favour?' Duncan asked with a bemused expression on his face.
'You've had your fun, now it's my turn. Paul and I paid for the drinks, the deposit and the punt its about time you give something in return.' Steve pushed Duncan to his knees and stood over him aggressively. An idea screeched into his brain. He unbuttoned his trousers, ripped down his underpants and gazed proudly between his legs. Kneeling, Duncan found himself eye to eye with the tip of Steve's manhood.
'Open your mouth, Cindy. Its time to experience your first valuable lesson as a girl. Say RRRR!'
'I don't want. . .' but even before the words were out of his mouth, Steve pressed his pelvis forward.
'Say RRRR!.' Steve said again as his truncheon tip touched Duncan's kisser.
Voluntarily Duncan pursed his mouth and Steve's penis passed over his tender painted lips.
'Good girl.' Steve said, 'now close your moist chamber and suc.'
Fearing for his safety Duncan did as directed. But what now? Having never taken a man in his mouth he had know idea what to do next.
'Do as all girls do, use your tongue and wash all round my head'.
Duncan tried to glance to his side hoping Helen may come to his rescue but he was unable to see round Steve's pubic fuzz and muscular thighs. He could smell him now. The strong masculine musk nauseated his nose.
'Your doing well.' Steve groaned as he held Duncan's head and shiny locks and slowly began to pump his dick in and out of Duncan's mouth, faster and faster he pumped. Duncan knew what was about to happen and he held onto Steve's legs and tried to push himself away. Having none of that Steve with one last thrust did the inevitable yet his thick hot juices shooting deep inside Duncan's mouth still took him by surprise.
'Swallow, my love custard pansy girl.' Steve said, pushing his head ever deeper into his pubes.
Poor Duncan had no choice and in order to breath he swallowed hard.
He could hear Steve's laugh, a terrible braying laugh that could have sawn down Canadian Redwoods.
'Drink it all down my pretty Cindy.' Sung Steve. 'Every last drop. You won't grow to be a beautiful girl without this goodness inside you. Now suck me dry', he ordered and Duncan holding Steve's tube tightly in his manicured hands squeezed the last few globules onto his awaiting tongue.
'You're a good girl,' Steve said as he withdrew from Duncan's grasp and proceeded to pull his trousers up.
Duncan sat back down on his heels ashamed as to what Steve had made him do.
'I can't believe what I've just done.' He sobbed, swilling his tongue around his sticky mouth.
'You needn't worry its quite natural for a girl like you to suck a man.'
'I know,' cried Duncan, 'but I am a MAN not a girl.'
Steve smiled. 'You where yesterday but far as I'm concerned the moment you slipped your body into your sisters dress you became a beautiful pansy girl. I can tell. You do want to be a pretty girl and wear dresses and make-up don't you?'
Duncan remained silent he didn't know what to say.
'You can't expect to just have the frills without the suffering now can you? He roughly turned the submissive Duncan on his chest and pushed the wicker picnic hamper under his waist. 'You've done such a good turn you can do another.'
'Helen.' Duncan shouted. 'Help.' Rescue was far away with Helen too engrossed to hear Duncan's pathetic cries.
'Shut up sissy or I'll have to do something about your noise. How can you girls expect to play with our emotions tease us with your pretty dresses, long legs and make-up. Let us pay for all the day's entertainment and not expect to pay a forfeit yourself?'
Duncan was never a good judge of character and it looked as he'd seriously misjudged Steve as he salivated over Duncan's pert upright bottom.
Now she stalks behind me, leaving me to await her pain or pleasure. Softly she caresses my rear with the smooth surface of the paddle. Her hand slides between my legs to pet my hard aching shaft. I shake at her touch and she laughs to have had such an effect on me. Suddenly without warning she strikes! Blows begin to land on first one cheek and then the other. I feel the heat of them start to build and I writhe and squirm from the blows.
Held captive at neck and ankles, I struggle in vain to escape. To no avail I cry out for mercy into the muffling restraint of the gag. For a moment I don't think the Mistress has heard me but then she stops. Gently she caresses my burning cheeks and murmurs, "No, not quite red enough yet."
With that blows fall all over my exposed buns. From the tops of the stockings to the bottom edge of the bustier she rains sharp stinging blow after blow. This is alternated with cool strokes from her hands until even her caresses are painful. Tears are running down my cheeks when she finally announces that my buttocks are red enough. Heat pours from them and I wince at her slightest touch. Now she reaches between my cheeks and loosens the strap of the cock harness running between them. Carefully she grasps the base of the butt plug and works it loose. It pulls free and I am left with a feeling of emptiness in my ass that I long to beg for her to fill. Nor am I left too long as she stands behind me on the platform of the pillory.
"I hope you greased the plug well," she says as she places the head of her dildo on the rim of my anus.
Softly she teases me running it up and down the crack of my ass and then just the head of it in. My nether rim is still stretched from the hours with the butt plug in it and it slides past it easily as I relax. Swiftly it glides in to the base and I scream into the gag as she rams into my still flaming cheeks.
Patting my ass causes me to jounce around as she laughs and comments that the gag was a very good idea. Now she slowly alternates five long slow penetrations of my ass with fifteen quick, sharp thrusts. My cock bobs and weaves as I am butt-fucked and I can feel the approach of an orgasm. Finally she begins a long series of long, slow, deep thrusts as she lies over on my back and grasps my cock with both hands. Now in counter time to her thrusts she begins to masturbate me, and I screw her hands in rhythm to her thrusts.
"You want to come so badly now, don't you Slave?" she coos.
Vigorously I nod my head and try to cry out.
"Well, I think that you have finally earned it," she says as she stands upright grasping my hips and speeding up her thrusts.
"Now Slave, cum. Cum for your Mistress," she cries as she starts to spank my enflamed flesh.
On top of all the other stimulation I have been receiving this proves to be too much and with a loud cry into my gag I begin to shudder in long waves of orgasm. My cock pulses and spurts and my cum splatters onto the base of the pillory. Wave after pulsing wave of orgasm rolls over me and I am left weak and shuddering as Mistress pulls out of my sore and tender ass.
As I helplessly stand and try to recover my breath I can only tremble as Mistress announces, "Now I'll have to decide what to do with you for the rest of the evening."
"The End (for now)"
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Keywords: Goddess, Rhiannon,