Caged and face-fucked

Finn slinked out of his bedroom, his effeminate legs still slightly trembling from the depraved acts he’d just committed. He wanted nothing more than to put this all behind him and start looking for a way to gain ownership of the marker back and revert the changes to his body, as well as to get rid of Olivia’s mind alterations that affected both him and Stacey.

Speaking of his girlfriend, the sight that greeted him as he entered the living room was shocking as well as thrilling. There was Stacey, kneeling between Olivia’s legs, the now familiar girlcock splitting her pretty lips as she hungrily sucked, cheeks hollowed out and her saliva slabbered on the sizeable penis. The futanari comfortably sprawled out on the couch with her hand on top of the smaller girl’s head, which bobbed up and down rhythmically. Wet, slurping noises mixed with moans from both the futa and her pet to create a symphony of depravity and lust that filled Finn’s ears, while his eyes couldn’t detach from the scene unfolding before him.

The little boy clit stirred alive in his panties while his perky nipples poked against the fabric of his bralette, the sissy was unmistakeably excited from watching Olivia have her way with his girlfriend, right in front of him for the second time ! A part of him hated himself for having turned into such a pathetic little cuck ! However, as he started to grow accustomed to, now, the part of him that had the final say was reveling in the humiliation and emasculation that only seemed to go on and on, each time he was confronted with this new reality he found himself in.

Looking up from Stacey’s dick-stuffed face, Olivia’s eyes landed on the adorable sight of the blushing, pink fur lingerie-clad sissy. A predatory gleam shown through her eyes as a sadistic smile creeped onto her lips.

“Well, well… look who ! Good of you to finally join us, princess. Hope you got enough rest, I was scared I’d fucked you so good you were gonna end up in a coma. Haha !” She mocked with honey in her voice, meanwhile Stacey let go of the member in her mouth with a wet sound before giggling at her mistress’ words. She then turned to her boyfriend-turned-sisy-slut and smirked at his crimson face in turn. "Hmmm ? Didn't take you for an anal whore, Finn. If I'd known, I would've made sure you'd pass out from orgasming every night, cutie~~♡"

Stacey’s words cut deep into Finn’s ego, causing the sissy’s blush to cover his whole face and expand to his ears and chest. He had no way to reply to any of the humiliation being thrown his way by the two ladies who seemed determined to toy with him.

Stacey spoke again, now stroking Olivia with her hand, keeping her mouth free to address her sissy cuck of a boyfriend “Man, the marker really did wonders for you, love. My vision for your appearance came to be almost as if it’d read my mind. I also made it so you wouldn’t see or be able to wipe off any of the writing. That way you can enjoy your femmy self without it being dirtied by nasty ink. Aren’t I a good girlfriend ?” Finn’s eyes widened upon hearing her words “You… you did… ?” Stacey giggled again at his surprise, she got up from the couch and approached the trembling femboy. She stood slightly taller than him now, a part of her ‘vision’ for sure. She took Finn’s face in her hands, gently forcing him to look up slightly to meet her eyes. “Yeah, baby. It was my idea. Your little titties, your big, round ass, even those full lips. And I gotta say, you look better than ever as a sissy girl. And I bet you’re gonna look even better with a big cock inside you and covered in cum.”

As she uttered those words, she leaned into his girly face and captured his mouth in a languorous and sensual kiss, her body pressed against his smaller frame as their breasts squeezed together, hers a good few sizes above his. Her hands also trailed down to his shoulder, then waist, then to his plump, apple butt. She groped and squeezed, playing with the soft flesh of his ass cheeks, sliding her hands under the pink yarn to better feel up his peach.

Finn lost himself in the kiss. Only focusing on his lover’s lips and hands exploring him. He moaned into the kiss, allowing Stacey’s tongue to snake into his mouth, the distant taste of Olivia’s girlmeat depositing itself on his tastebuds. He couldn’t help but relish the sensation it gave him, turned on even further by the notion that Olivia was indirectly coming between them even in their own shared intimacy.

With butterflies in his stomach and tears of joy prickling from his shut eyelids, Finn didn’t notice -or rather decided to ignore Stacey’s expert hands slipping the sissy free of his sexy pink panties. The frilly garment falling around his feet as his full butt and ridiculous pin dick got fully exposed. His eyes shot open, however when he felt a biting cold sensation against his half erect and leaking clitty.

Looking down at himself, he made out the shape of a small metallic object covered in rivets pressing against his cocklette held in his girlfriend’s hand. Breaking the kiss to look him in the eyes with an air of mocking superiority, Stacey stroked the chastity cage against the sissy’s micropenis, its hardness slowly deflating. “This is what I got from the store, just for you. It’s clear that you’re not a man anymore, so we’re gonna lock this useless little prick away. It’s not like this sorry thing could please a girl, especially after she’d been fucked by Olivia’s huge cock, don’t you agree ? Even your boipussy wouldn’t be satisfied by such a tiny pecker after having a taste of our mistress, would it ?” Stacey whispered in his ear, causing the sissy to tremble from a maelstrom of emotions. Discomfort, emasculation, anticipation and arousal warred within Finn as his dicklette went flacid from the unforgiving chill of the cold metal against his skin. His own voice, a broken whine as he pleaded for his freedom. “Stace… no, please…”

“It’s necessary, Finn. We must make sure that you focus on your task, which is to serve Olivia in any way she sees fit. And to do that, you can’t afford any distraction. And besides, I’m sure a sissy slut like you will love it, eventually.” She said as her delicate fingers secured the tiny equipment around Finn’s limp clitty, the clicking sound of the lock like a final note in the song of his humiliating imprisonment.

Olivia, who hadn’t missed a second of the spectacle that had just unfolded before her, sat up straight on the couch and held her hands in the air, as if to give praise to an act of fiction of sorts, like a spectator watching a show wrap up on stage. Finn sure wished this was all a performative work of fiction, in this moment. Unfortunately for the sissy, his torment was anything but.

“Splendid work, Stacey. I had high hopes for you, pet. And I must admit you’ve exceeded my expectations. Didn’t even need the marker to get Finn’s little prick into that cage, where it belongs.” Stacey smiled from ear to ear upon receiving her mistress’ praise, skipping giddily over to sit next to her on the couch and kissing nibbling at her neck while Olivia’s hand fell lazily on her tits, groping absently as her cock twitched slightly in the air, still hard and at attention, the futa devouring the trapped -now in more ways than one- prey before her.

“As for you, on your knees.” Olivia said with a predatory smile, crooking her finger at her caged sissy to beckon her to take the spot his girlfriend occupied mere minutes ago. He took a few timid steps, extremely conscious of the chastity device impacting his every move, until he plopped himself on his knees, the back of his heels dug into his soft thighs as he made himself somewhat comfortable underneath Olivia’s and Stacey’s intense gazes, his small femmy form being eaten alive by a pair of hungry predators, scrutinising his every move. He shifted into place, his own eyes slowly casting onto the flesh monolith that protruded from the futa’s crotch.

Oh God… it looks even bigger…

“This is the only dick you have to worry about pleasuring, now. And I know you’ll do a good job, right, slut ?”

“Suck her cock, baby. Be a good girl.”

With the two giggling voices commanding him to action, Finn got to work. His mouth coming into contact with Olivia’s taut skin, south of her belly. Small, shy kisses, depositing themselves sensually right above her crotch, Olivia eyed the girly in her lap with a tinge of amusement. If he had to take his time, so be it. She’d turn him into a willing cocksleeve before long ♡.

Everytime his cheek grazed against her cock, Olivia felt a twitch in her loins, she hummed contendly to herself as she let Finn work her fat dick, sighing in pleasure, as the little slut soon started leaving mouthy, wet kisses across her length. Finn could no longer deny his own arousal, either, with his clitty trembled in its cage, painfully building towards an erection that would never grow fully. This was what he pictured in front of the mirror. The realisation of his dark, wanton fantasy. No point in denying it any longer, not to Olivia or Stacey, or himself. He was a sissy slut, his body and mind remade into a recipient for others’ pleasure. And he sought out to receive that of his mistress, as he looked at the red, flaring head of the big futa dick before taking the tip into his wet warmth, welcoming the girlcock inside his mouth.

His newly enlarged lips worked their magic on the sensitive tip, drawing out pleasured moans from Olivia’s throat and a copious amount of precum for Finn to swallow with delight. He twirled his tongue over the tip, not wanting to waste a single drop, before taking her back in and bobbing his head up and down, rhythmically.

Hmmm~~♡

*Slurp

Slurp

Slurp

Slurp

Sluuuuuuurp*

Taking the member deeper, now Finn hollowed out his cheeks and started sucking in more of the futa’s length into his wanting gullet, soon he was deepthroating the 10 inch python, barely managing two thirds of the size in. His dainty fingers wrapped around the rest of her fleshy rod, stroking with both hands, milking the futanari for all that she could spill in his slutty gullet.

Olivia’s moans filled the room, now as Finn impaled his throat with her meat, rapidly. His drool pearled from his chin and dripped on Olivia’s full balls, as the cum churned in there, the sissy’s efforts redoubled, his pace increasing yet again, determined to wring an orgasm out of his mistress soon.

He took the giant cock out and jerked it at a blistering pace, looking up at Olivia with little hearts in his pupils.

“Please… cum in my mouth ! Please, I want it~~♡” Before slipping the member back in his slobbering warmth, causing wet, lewd noises to reverberate in the room.

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Olivia then grabbed the sissy’s hair and started thrusting past her slut’s lips, meeting his movements with her own, jackhammering into the lubricated walls of his throat. She moaned, high and loud as her orgasm washed over her, her futa cock absolutely exploding in Finn’s hungry mouth. His trepidation and thirst for girlcum both fulfilled in an instant, as his eyes fluttered and crossed, the little hearts in his pupils kissing the bridge of his nose. The rest of his form shook in pure bliss, his hips bucked into nothing as small spurts of watery cum escaping from his caged dicklette trickled against his plush thighs.

The flood of warm, masculine cum the sissy received painted the inside of his throat and cheeks white, heavy rope after heavy rope, spurting with power and colliding with his tongue. Ten times the volume he’d produced onto the mirror earlier, easily. And her taste…

So… goooood… so much tastier… than mine…

As the tsunami of pleasure finally subsided, Finn relaxed his grip on Olivia’s softening cock and let it droop out of his mouth. He slumped forward on his hands and knees, panting, his plump lips were bruised and covered in girl spunk like the corners of his mouth, streaking with the white baby batter he failed to swallow. His half-lidded eyes barely registered the two women above him. Their expressions unreadable through his blurry vision.

He could barely make out the sight of Stacey kneeling in front of him and taking his face into her hands before pressing her lips to his, the kiss as loving as it was hungry as she sucked and lapped at her boyfriend’s cum-covered face, cleaning all the jizz and collecting it onto her tongue before pushing it all into his mouth in one compact dose through another lascivious and delectable kiss.