Strip down and open up for Lola

"oh...okay"

I hopped off Lola's lap and began to nervously strip off my clothes. My delicate feminine body had been carefully cultivated over the years, but there was one part that always made me self-conscious... my groin. Trembling slightly, I carefully slipped my panties down my legs, exposing my long, flaccid cock that hung limply between my thighs.

"Wow!" Lola said in shock."I didn't expect you to be so... endowed."

My face reddened. I was so embarrassed. My penis was way too long for a sissy. I made the mistake of using the common NoMoTesto blockers that still let some testosterone reach the gonads. If I knew my cock was going to grow this long, I would have gotten the full strength StallionShield blockers.

"I mean, your cock is nearly futa sized," Lola continued. "I'd never thought someone with your personality would be packin' like that."

I felt even more awkward and started squirming in place.

"But I know you're not like those other big-dicked sissies," Lola continues, seeming to sense my discomfort. Her words ease the tension in my chest a little.

Lola unstraps her sweaty bra. Her dirty panties fall down her hairy legs, revealing her huge throbbing cock and unkempt pubic hair.

Her hand found its way to my hip, gently stroking the length of my shaft. "Don't be ashamed, Cutie," she whispered softly. "Your cock may be big, but I think it makes you all the more special."

Her touch ignited a fire inside me, and my cock began to harden under her gentle caress. She guided my hips as I climbed onto her powerful lap again.

Now on her lap, our dicks touched and our balls nestled together. Lola's bronze, sweaty, hairy futa cock stands in contrast to my clean, smooth shaft. Her full, heavy, greasy, needy balls press against my own, perfectly content testes, aching for release. Despite having just orgasmed a few hours ago, she was already building towards complete cum capacity, the musk of her arousal filling the air between us. Our cocks slide against each other reaching full mast. Her massive futa cock towers above mine, as it should, but my own cock wasn't that far off in size.

Its not supposed to be like this. A good sissy's cock shouldn't be so...endowed. It doesn't matter how well-behaved or submissive I am, my body betrays me. I'm a freak. Shame burns across my cheeks as I try to hide beneath my long lashes.

"I'm sorry," I whisper, embarrassed. "I didn't mean for it to grow so much."

"Being a sissy isn't about having a small or large dick," Lola reassured me. "It's about following your mistress's instructions, and being obedient."

Playfully, she flicks my cock, causing it to twitch in response. "Your size doesn't change the fact that you belong to me now. You are mine to command, to use however I see fit. Understand."

Her words seemed to wash over my doubts and insecurities, leaving only submission in their wake. My eyes meet hers as I nodded eagerly. "Yes, Miss Lola. I understand."

She held me close, pressing our bodies together, her unkempt hair tickling my smooth skin, the friction of our cocks sliding against each other intensifying. Her musky, arousing scent engulfed me, driving me deeper into desire.

Lola grabbed one of the complementary mints from the couch that she got with the pizza and ate one.

"Cutie, your a virgin aren't you." she purred, her voice low and husky as she handed me a mint. "Never had anything up there before, hmm? Not even a toy?"

"Yes," I nodded slowly, chewing the mint.

Her heart pounded erratically from my response. With a satisfied grin, she cupped my face in her hand and leaned forward until our lips met in a soft, yet passionate kiss. As our lips locked, her tongue danced teasingly along mine before delving deeper, fucking my mouth with a primal urgency that left no room for doubt or shame.

Lola broke the kiss, her eyes burning with desire. "I have this **** fantasy I've always wanted to do," she began, full of giddiness. "I want to anally fuck you rough, dry, without any lube, precum, or foreplay."

She paused, giving me time to process her words, before continuing, "I saw Mia do this to a sissy once, and it looked so hot. It's been stuck in my mind ever since. And with your extra-virgin asshole..." Her voice trailed off suggestively. "It's going to hurt you, a lot. But you're such a good sissy, aren't you? You'd let me do this, right?"

She said the magic words. She called me a good sissy. I've spent my whole life waiting for a futa to call me that. I was in a euphoric glee, I'd let her do anything to me in this state.

"Yes!" I practically screamed, my excitement uncontrollable.

Lola hoisted me up with her powerful arms and wiped her sweaty cock dry on my thighs. Then, without warning, she dropped me down onto her length. The pain is horrific. My tight, virgin asshole was being tore apart by every inch of her thick length.

Ahhh!

My scream put a predatory smile on her face revealing sharp teeth. A dark sinister energy has overtaken Lola's previous compassion. She began to piston me like a corkscrew with a bottle. Her thrusts were hard and relentless, each one sending waves of agony through my body. I had never been so thoroughly violated.

"Squeal louder, piggy!" Lola growled. The harder I screamed, the more savage her thrusts became. Her hips slammed into my ass like a punching bag. My prostate was getting pounded into mush.

"How's that?" she snarled carnivorously. "Like that, do you? Huh?"

Its fucking awful, its not sex, just cruelty. I howled. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks. "Ahh! F-Fuck! Noo!"

The pain is too much.

My sobs turned to hoarse cries as the pain became unbearable. "Please... stop..." I begged between gasping breaths.

Lola stuck out her tongue and licked the tears off my face in a cruel joy. Her eyes lit with some perverted sense of satisfaction.

"Stop?" she taunted, enjoying my suffering far too much. "You want me to stop?" Another vicious thrust sent pain shooting through me.

"But I thought you were a good sissy, right?" Lola said in a fake sweet voice.

I need to stop her. The pain is overwhelming, pushing me to the brink of consciousness. But those words... "good sissy"... they ring through my mind like a church bell. They make everything else fade away, leaving only her command: Be mine. Serve me. Feel this pain.

So I do it. I let go and surrender to the pain. "y-yes..." The word comes out weak and shaky. "Miss Lola, harder."

"Oh, really? You want me to hurt you more?" She asked with a false naive voice. Her fingernails dug deep into my back. "Is that what you're asking for?" My body arched involuntarily from the intense agony.

"My, my, you really are a good sissy!"

Her eyes filled with lust. She growled low and began to move faster, harder, angrier. I cried out in pain, my world reduced to nothing but the sensation of her cock stretching and tearing at my ass, her words echoing through my mind like a curse. Her nails left long scratches in my back. As she continued to push herself into me, as her harsh breath fanned across my face, something strange happened. The pain began to melt away, replaced by a strange, fierce ache. My body started to adjust, to accept the intrusion. And with every thrust, every brutal thrust deeper into my body, I felt a strange sense of power begin to curl in my groin.

"That's right," Lola snarled, her hips moving wildly now, her strength seemingly unending. "Take it all, you little bitch!" Her hand slid between us, gripping my aching cock and beginning to roughly jerk me off.

My head thrashed back and forth as I came hard, my release was powerful as it was unexpected. My own warm load splashed in my eyes. With a final, savage thrust, Lola followed suit, roaring as she emptied herself into me. Her hot seed stung a searing pain inside my stretched innards. For what felt like an eternity, we were locked together, her cock still buried deep inside my ass, our bodies spent and trembling. My head rested on her heaving breast. The rhythm of her labored breathing echoed.

My face was not too far from her sweaty hairy armpit. The scent of her musk flowed over me, filling my nose and throat with its potent mix of sweat and sex. It was a potent aroma, both repulsive and addictive at the same time.

"Good sissy," she purred finally, running a hand through my sweaty hair."You did good."

I couldn't help but feel a strange, hot rush at her words. "Th-thank you..." I managed to stammer, my cheeks flushing red. "Thank you for calling me that..."

We stayed like that for a few minute, until a sharp pain returned. I was beginning to realize the sheer damage she inflicted on my body.

Aaahh!

"There, there," she nuzzles into my neck, whispering words of reassurance. She kissed my forehead as if nothing out of the ordinary had just transpired.

"Shhh... it's okay, Cutie. I'll take care of you."

I moan softly as she began to gently massage my injured back. Her touch is soothing, making the pain bearable, but it doesn't erase the feeling of being violated.

"You know I only hurt you because I love you."

"Love..." I echoed, my voice faint and confused. This didn't feel like love. Not in the way I thought it should. But then again, what did I know?

Lola got off the couch while holding me, her cock still buried deep inside my battered ass. She carried me to the bathroom, carefully setting me down onto the cold porcelain of the toilet. Letting out a satisfied grunt, she removed herself from me. Her spent length slid free with a wet pop. A stream of her lukewarm cum poured from my anus.

I watched semi-lucid as she cleaned the two of us with a wet washcloth, too numbed to react further. She reached for a tube of anorectal ointment, uncapping it and squeezing a generous amount onto her finger.

"There," she murmured. "Let's make you feel better." Using one hand, she gently spread the cooling gel over my abused hole, wincing along with me when it came into contact with particularly tender spots. "Better?" she asked, watching me intently.

I weakly nodded, trying not to flinch at the sting. "Yeah..." my voice came out hoarse. "Thanks... but it still hurts a lot."

She smiled gently at me. "Of course it does, Cutie. You went through a lot. But don't worry, I'm here to take care of you. To make everything all right again." She moved closer, cradling my head with one hand. "You were such a trooper for me tonight. So obedient and needy..."

Her hand slid up from my head, fingers curling around my neck possessively. Her smile turned predatory. Her grip tightened around my throat just enough to feel uncomfortable. Her free hand moved lower, cupping my genitals roughly.

"It's almost a shame I have to share you with Mia. Maybe next time, I'll..."

My heart pounded in fear.

"Oh!"she released her grip on my throat.

"Wow! Got a little carried away there," she chuckled.

"I almost forgot. You're not like the other ones. You've been good this whole time. I'm still not use to that, yet."

I sighed in relief.

"And don't worry about Mia. I know you didn't exactly hit it off with her today. She's just... complicated right now. I'll help smooth things over between you two tomorrow."

"oh...okay"

Finally, she lifted me once more, cradling me like a doll in her arms as she carried me back to my room, gently laying me on my new bed. Her touch was surprisingly gentle, almost reverent.

"Sweet dreams, Cutie," she whispered, kissing my forehead before turning off the light. And then, despite everything that had just happened, I fell into a deep sleep.