Lucy's Revenge Ch. 03
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I got home late that night pretty much a broken man. I still couldn't believe what Lucy and Ranger Rick had put me through that day. I was humiliated beyond comprehension. Dressed as I was that day no one would believe I was straight and had never had sex with a man before but it was true till Lucy and Rick made that all change.
My poor previously virgin ass had been fucked royally by more than one man and I gave more blowjobs than I could count on one hand.
I stripped out of my women's clothes, took a hot shower to try to wash the day's events off of me then went to bed. It didn't work. In my mind I kept reliving the nightmare. However, I eventually fell into as troubled sleep.
My alarm clock woke me in the morning and my first thoughts were I had a real bad dream.
The phone rang while I was still in bed and half asleep and I answered it saying "Hello"
"Good morning Cynthia!" Lucy said cheerfully. "Rick called me and told me all about the rest of your day yesterday. I cannot believe you did all those things he said. Willingly solicitating strangers, then charging a dollar for a blowjob! How humiliated you must have been. But then again yesterday was all about humiliating you wasn't it? Did Rick and I succeed beyond your wildest imagination?"
I just lay there and let yesterday's memories flow through my mind and no it wasn't a terrible dream as I thought when I first woke up.
I didn't say a word.
"Answer me Cynthia or today will be much worse for you."
"What do you mean worse for me? I'm going to work in an hour and won't see or talk with you after I hang up the phone."
"That's where you're wrong Cynthia. Today is another play day and unless you come out and play with me I'm going to distribute the video tape. Do you understand?"
"But Lucy, you promised. You blackmailed me into doing everything you wanted yesterday which I did. And you said if I perform at the bachelor party that was all I'd have to do and you'd return the tape to me."
"That's absolutely true. But have you already forgotten the tape I made yesterday of you begging to suck a cock and be fucked by another cock? That tape entitles me to two more play sessions where I'm going to do everything I can to embarrass and humiliate you. It's all about payback and these two tapes I have of you guarantee I'm going to get my revenge."
"OK Lucy, when does it all end? You can't keep making me humiliate myself to get you to return the video tape then tape my humiliation and demand more. This has got to end!" I was almost in tears.
"You're right Cynthia. I'll tire of this eventually. I mean just how many different cocks can I make you suck and fuck for my enjoyment? And I'll eventually run out of new ideas for humiliating you."
"So I'm willing to end this if you perform at the bachelor party to earn the first tape back. But, before I give you yesterday's tape you must do anything and everything I order on two additional days."
"Is that a promise Lucy? If I agree to do this, you will not video tape me anymore and give me tapes?"
"You have my word." Lucy chuckled. I somehow knew I was being had but couldn't figure out how since Lucy had never lied to me before. I had to trust her.
"OK Lucy. You've got a deal; not that you gave me any choice."
Lucy said "I knew you'd see it my way. And the first additional play day I want is today."
"But I have to be at work in an hour!" I exclaimed.
Lucy's comeback was "You called in sick yesterday with the flu and no one will think twice if you call in sick again today. Besides it's a great day for the beach don't you think?"
Oh Fuck! It hit me what Lucy was proposing. She'd already said Rick had called her last night and told her about the fun he'd had at my expense. Well one of the things he ordered me to do was go to the beach wearing my wife's Wicked Weasel swimsuit.
I couldn't do this. I had bought the swimsuit for my wife because I thought she'd look sexy in it. It was very skimpy with a thong bottom and a top that couldn't completely cover my wife's c-cup tits. And besides it became see through when it got wet.
Rick had ordered me to sunbathe at the beach in the swimsuit and have my picture taken with different men at my side. He'd also ordered me to get the swimsuit wet in the ocean to make it see through.
No I couldn't do this. I'm barely passable when I'm completely dressed in women's clothes but never in a two piece swimsuit. And the top would never begin to cover my 40DD breast forms.
I said "No."
Lucy just laughed then finally said "Yes, you will go to the beach with me today and you will do everything I tell you to without hesitation or I'm going to be distributing a couple of video tapes. So think about it, is "no" your final answer?"
I really hated Lucy then. I shouldn't have demoted her two years ago; I should have run her over with my car! No, I could never commit murder. But if I could, Lucy would be the one.
"You win Lucy. What time shall I meet you at the beach?" I thought I was being clever and could get away with wearing my swim trunks. Fat chance.
"Not a chance slut! I'll be by to pick you up at 10:00 and you will be wearing "your" Wicked Weasel swimsuit. It's not nice to buy you wife slutty clothes to wear unless you're willing to wear them yourself!"
Damn. Obviously my wife had shared more of our family secrets with Lucy. I typically buy a very sexy outfit for my wife every Christmas and her birthday. She will rarely wear them for me because she says they are too slutty. Usually she'll only put one on after she's had too much to drink and we always end up having a great time. We've had a few arguments about her not wanting to wear the outfits and she's ended the arguments more than once by saying "If you like the outfit so much, wear it yourself."
"But Lucy, I can't pass for a woman in a swimsuit."
"That's your problem Cynthia. We're going to the beach and you're wearing the Wicked Weasel swimsuit. Do you understand?"
Lucy had me by the balls – at least figuratively. I had no option. Yesterday was bad enough but this was taking my humiliation to a whole new level. I was embarrassed as hell and I still wasn't even out of bed. How was I going to survive today?
I reluctantly said "Yes, I understand."
"Good! Now here's what you're going to do before I pick you up. Obviously you'll need to shave your entire body again this morning and make sure your ass is baby smooth since it will be on display all day for everyone to see. If you took off you fake fingernails from yesterday put them back on and I also want you to paint your toenails a matching shade of pink."
Lucy continued "I left some glue for your breast forms in your mailbox. Glue your breast forms to your chest so they can't come off today. I'll give you the glue remover when you get home later today."
"I'll be by to pick you up at 10:00 and you will be standing out front next to the curb in your sexy swimsuit. I'll even allow you to wear one of your wife's crochet cover-ups as long as I can clearly see your swimsuit through it and I want you in high heeled sandals that will let your pink toenails be seen."
"No need for you to bring a towel or suntan lotion. I'll provide everything you need. Just don't forget, be there at the curb exactly dressed as I've said and do everything I tell you to today or your video tapes will be distributed to your family, friends and co-workers. Do you understand slut?"
"Yes Lucy." And with that she hung up the phone and left me to get ready for what promised to be a very humiliating day. I'd given up trying to second guess what Lucy was going to make me do and resigned myself to my fate.
I did as Lucy ordered and was ready by 9:45. I couldn't believe how tiny the swimsuit's bottom was. I had to tuck my cock back between my legs but even then the thong barely covered my cock. And the hard-on I had wasn't helping any. Why was I getting turned on putting on a skimpy bikini? This didn't bode well for what was to come for the rest of the day.
At 10 o'clock I was standing at the curb in front of my house wearing my wife's neon pink sheer Wicked Weasel bikini under a black crochet cover-up that barely covered my ass, wedge sandals that tied around my ankles, make-up and wig. My toenails and fake fingernails were painted pink but my face was beet red. I was so embarrassed standing there.
Where was Lucy anyway? After what seemed like hours but was probably only five minutes, Lucy finally turned onto my street. But then she suddenly pulled over to the curb and stopped. What was she doing? Was she going to make me walk down the street to get to her car? But she told me to wait by the curb for her. I debated what to do.
The answer became obvious in a few seconds. I heard voices coming from the other end of the street and turned to look. What Lucy had seen that I hadn't was a group of older teenagers, four boys and four girls walking down the sidewalk towards me. I knew Lucy expected me to stand there and suffer the humiliation of the teenagers walking by me.
I thought of running back into the house but knew Lucy would just drive off and distribute those damn videos. I knew I couldn't stand facing the teenagers because I was too embarrassed and if I turned my back to them they'd see my ass in only a thong. Why didn't I buy my wife a full coverage bottom instead of a thong? And why did I have to buy the skimpiest thong Wicked Weasel made?
So I tried my best to stand sideways and give them a profile as they got closer. Boys will be boys and when they got next to me the group stopped and checked me out. The comments started and they became more risqué with each comment.
It started with "Wow!" Then went to "Look at the size of those tits!" and "She's wearing a thong. I can see her ass!" Of course the girls' comments weren't as flattering. They were more along the lines of "A thong at the beach is OK, but here?" and "What a slut!"
I was so fucking humiliated and there wasn't a thing I could do but suffer.
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