Becoming a clueless model

Even in his confused state, he could make out some details of the room. There was furniture which was shaped specifically to make it easier to change positions during sex. He looked down and saw that he was dressed in a tight latex suit, designed to expose his tiny penis and puckered anus for easy access. It had pretty patterns on it and erotic portions where his skin was exposed, much like laced lingerie. Clara was almost being worshipped by the so called 'fuck-puppies', having her muscles massaged and her cock intimately stroked with oil in order to prepare for the shoot. Erik was still pretty high, he assumed that he'd be like this throughout the duration of the shoot. He couldn't ignore the sudden surge of lust and hunger that washed over him as he gazed upon his revered goddess.

He could hear talking and shouting, but to him it was mostly mumbles and jibberish. Cameras were all over, completely surrounding the scene. Finally he got a good look at who this 'Master' was. She was gorgeous. She was tall, almost as tall as Clara. She had the body of a thick model. By no means was she fat, in fact a lot of her was quite thin such as her arms and upper body. She had her red hair set tightly into a ponytail, which hung quite low onto her back. Her face was naturally beautiful, and with the make-up that she had on she looked even more beautiful. She dominantly ordered her people around and giving direction for Clara to follow. Speaking of Clara, her naked form seemed to distract everyone in the room at one point or another. The red haired master even had to scold some of her fuck-puppies for staring too long. Her cock was hard from the constant attention and her skin was wet and glossy from the oil massage. Eriks clitty even started to leak with precum which left a small trail behind him as they approached the tall blond goddess.

"So, time to get into position. Tingle why don't you give Princess here another spray, some of the more potent stuff. I want him dumb and drooling, in heat like it's mating season." The red haired master spoke loud and clear, clear enough for Erik to understand perfectly. He didn't have a say in it though as Tingle was quick to act on her given order, spraying Erik in his face once again. This time the dizziness hit straight away, and it was accompanied with enough horniness to drive him mad. He could hardly control his own body and only acted when he was told to move or pose.

He noticed that his nerves had been enhanced by whatever they sprayed in his face, every touch and graze made him moan and shiver. And just as the master had said, drool began to pour out of the corner of his mouth. Indeed he looked quite dumb, like a dumb sissy slut to be exact. They had fashioned his hair into twin pigtails on each side of his head, caked make-up onto his already feminine face. His lips were bright red, cheeks light pink and eyes black with mascara.

Some loud music began to play, it now began. Clara effortlessly picked him up and carried him to one of the cushioned sofa-like furniture and plopped him onto it. He was splayed out like a doll, his plugged hole completely exposed. Lights flashed all around them, every angle was captured. Clara hovered above him with devilish intent. She reached down and played with the dildo plug, twisting and turning, pulling out and pushing back in. Finally she emptied his ass, freeing the plug and tossing it to the side. Once more the cameras flashed over and over. She toyed with his ass using her fingers, spreading his cheeks and slapping them which left red marks. The squeaks and squirms coming out of Erik only made Clara more horny, her cock now fully erect. Slowly she began her assult on Eriks ass by gradually pushing the head of her cock past his sphincter, only to quickly pull out just to tease. Flashes surrounded them endlessly and the music boomed loudly, furthering Eriks drunken state. Without warning she drove her cock home, bottoming out completely. Her balls lewdly slapped against Erik own balls.

Then and there begun Claras relentless violation of Erik, his body was used as as subservient sexdoll. Once in a while they changed position but Claras harsh fucking never slowed. With every thrust Erik could feel his guts being pushed aside and his hole compensating for the massive cock which was currently hammering him like a jackhammer. He lost count of how many times his pathetic clit of a penis spurted water-like cum as he was constantly being brought to that sweet sissy orgasm. Even Clara couldn't resist pumping her potent cum into his guts, coating his fragile insides until a buldge appeared to form in his stomach. With every withdrawl of Claras glistening shecock torrents of cum flowed out of Eriks battered boi-pussy.

It was all a haze, but the sensations could not lie. He loved being tossed around and handled like a toy while having his asshole completely ruined by his goddess. It felt like hours, days, weeks. Getting brutally assfucked slowly rewired his brain, making him completely obsessed with the cum and cock he was currently being served. With time he himself began pushing back onto Claras giant cock, bringing a smile to her as she knew he had officially been broken. He even ended up being naked at some point, he didn't know when but he didn't care. He even tuned out the camera flashes and the loud music, almost embracing the piercing beats which rocked the whole building.

After being fucked for hours without end while staying somewhat awake, his mind finally switched off. He went limp in Claras grasp, but her ruthless fucking did not stop. The cameras had captured everything, and soon enough the pictures would be used for advertisement and propaganda to further hammer in the point that males were weak and Futa were superior in every way. Meanwhile Erik was blissfully in dreamland while shooting blanks as he orgasmed over and over.