The hostess with the mostest

What would be the point of resisting when everyone in the room can see how clearly you need this? Hell, a Blind man down the block could see how bad your craving cock right now. Or is cock you're truly craving? You never even considered so much as touching another man's cock before this morning. Was your Daddy right? Do you secretly crave humiliation? You blush beautifully as you realize you're about to find out...

"Of course I'll be a good hostess, Slade. Would you boys like to share, or do you want to watch and jerk each other off, while Slade get's the first bite?" Your cadence naturally begins falling in between sissy sing-song and sultry succubitch. You don't know where you find the confidence, but there is something freeing about being discovered in the most humiliating way possible. You might as well sink deeper down the sissy spiral...

"Don't let her rile you, boys. She can talk tough, but I'll have her purrin' like an engine before long. Once I've warmed her up, then you boys get a turn. Becca, you love sloppy sluts so you get clean up duty." To your surprise, Becca licks her lips and gives you a look that makes your clitty drool. All these years of her ignoring you or calling you a sissy, who knew all you had to do to get in her panties was put on your sister's?

"So, sissy, let's see how long you can hold out before you beg me to fuck your brains out?" You try to think of a biting retort, but it's just on the tip of your tongue, and Slade's pushing that back in your mouth with a forceful French kiss. You instinctively crush your body against his and get on your tippy toes to take his tongue deeper in your mouth. You whimper softly as your tongue dances against his only to be pinned down again and again as he plunges down your throat, your lips locked in a shockingly loving embrace...

"Awww the lil' bitch is like totes gonna fall in love with you, Slade. Just when she was finally gettin' fun and you gotta go make her all the way gay instead of just like a lil' more than halfway so I could keep her as a toy too." You want to tell Becca that you still want to be her toy too, but it's rude to talk with your mouth full, and all that's coming out is muffled moans.

Besides, the moment Slade's hand slips underneath your rubber skirt and starts kneading your plump cheeks, you wonder if she might be right. The beads are softly grazing your sissy sweet spot, just enough to make your clit drool and your ass throb in need.

Slade's kiss is turning your world upside down, you knew you wanted to suck a bunch of cocks, get your ass spanked hard and fucked harder, but kissing? It feels gayer somehow. And you never imagined your bully could be so romantic. He pulls back from the kiss and your lips part aching for more, about to form the words "I love you"...and then he spits in your mouth.

"HAW HAW! Did you see this fag falling in love with me? Dude, I don't even love my girlfriend and she's fucking Prom Queen. You're just meat, bitch, and a kiss is just for lubing your fuck hole for my cock." You feel like a bug under a magnifying glass being fried by the sun. You can't believe how horribly he humiliated you, so why do you want to suck his cock even more now?

"Uhm...so...did you want to maybe...you know...fuck my throat...or whatever now?" The room erupts in laughter again at your demure deviant request.

"Shit, brah, she's practically handing you a note that says 'does your cock want to go out with my throat? Check yes or no!" Jake, a huge slab of meat and Slade's right hand man cracks up the room as you melt into the floor. You find yourself on your knees looking up at Slade's thick eleven inch cock. You are staring up with doe eyes and drooling, hoping he'll check yes.

"Alright, fag, you can suck my cock. But none of that tentative, closet case. Just get it in your throat until my balls slam your chin. If you do a really good job, then I might let you beg me to fuck your ass." You waste no time with romance, wrapping your soft, shiny lips tight around his cock and lunging down on it until you feel tears stinging your eyes and your brain about to die from a lack of oxygen. Then you **** yourself down deeper...

"Oh fuckity fuck fuck. I'll never train that sissy bitch to eat pussy now. She's a natural cock swallower!" Becca pouts and you can barely bring yourself to care. She's a distraction. This...this is what you live for now. Not the cock, that's just the delivery mechanism. You get off on the look of surprised, smirking scorn on Slade's face. That mix of disgust, disdain and desire as you gasp, gag and glug on his cock, all the while staring up at him with a look of abject submission.

"Holy shit fuck! That sissy bitch squirted just from sucking your cock!" One of Slade's cronies noticed your sissy seepage even before you did. The constant blushing boil of degradation feels so sweltering, so skin tingling, so brain melting blisteringly blissful, you can't tell the difference between it and squirting.

"Fuck, enough foreplay, this Bitch is already begging for it. No need to stand on ceremony boys, I get her cherry, but her mouth and hands are up for grabs." It takes seconds before they are on you. Hungry hands and hard cocks covering you all looking for a hole, a hand, a crevice. Slade pulls your beads out, every squelching PLOP forcing another sissy spurt from your throbbing clit and peal of hearty laughter from the crowd. They are soon replaced by Slade's sizable shaft. You whimper and drool around the two cocks fucking your throat, your hands frantically seeking out and stroking the others surrounding you. You hear a gross shhlping sound as Jake fucks your fake, fat titties.

"Damn brah, this fag has real fuckable tits. We got the card, let's get her some real ones this week!" You shudder and spasm at the thought, knowing if not this week, it will be soon. Anything to keep enticing asshole alphas to **** and humiliate you. You spasm, sissygasm, and melt around the cocks covering your supple skin and stretching your sissy holes. You empty yourself on the livingroom floor and go totally blissfully blank for a moment. This is where you belong now, melting under the unforgiving glare of humiliation then swirling deeper down the sissy spiral as you give in to hedonistic heat.

"Damn, this Bitch is gonna be a hit at the party!" Slade fills every empty part of you with creamy cum and you convulse around his climaxing cock. You smile stupidly, lost in the sea of sensual sensations.

It's going to be a great party...