The Truth - Chapter 14 (Patreon)

“You will need to get over being embarrassed if you are going to have a good time here,” Sandra said.

“When Irina and I have sex, sometimes she has me wear a strap on dildo to fuck her with. I’ve often fantasized about it being a real dick. But I wouldn’t want to be a guy. I want a strap on real dick. I can’t believe I said that. But I’m guessing you can do it.”

“I can do that. Sign the paper and I’ll give you the ability to have a real dick whenever you want.”

He started writing on what looked like some kind of tax form. After a moment’s hesitation, she signed the paper he had given her.

“I don’t feel any different.”

As he finished writing he said, “All you have to do is think 3 times, ‘I have a dick’ and you will. ‘I have a cunt’ 3 times will remove it. I’ve made it extra sensitive as well as few other secrets that you’ll discover.”

“Does it have to be the c-word?”

“If you don't like it, don't transform often.”

She shook her head and looked down at herself as her lips moved silently. Suddenly a cock and balls appeared between her legs.

“That looks nice,” Sandra commented. She walked over to her and lightly stroked it. “You could fuck me. I’m so covered up it’s not like it would be cheating.”

Tracy batted Sandra's hand away and shook her head but her dick was slowly rising.

“Your eyes say ‘no’ but your dick disagrees.”

Jon said, “You can’t hide your lust with that thing around.”

“You're sealed inside there, how could I…?”

“Zentai expose zentai,” Jon interjected, causing Sandra's pussy to be revealed.

Tracy’s dick rose higher. “Oh, my, how do guys handle this?” She took hold of Sandra and pushed her against the couch. Her dick had a mind of its own as it sought out Sandra’s pussy. Tracy thought she heard Jon say something as she pushed her dick into Sandra. The pleasure that radiated from her crotch felt alien and comfortable at the same time. She was the squeezee and the squeezer. Each time her balls slapped against flesh felt like the first time. Even thrusting felt different as the giver. She didn’t care about these new feelings at the moment. She just wanted the feeling of thrusting in and out to last forever. As she rose to climax she felt invincible, god-like. She rode the lavender encased woman like a stallion takes a filly. She felt like she could do this forever. When she came she would fuck again and again and again.

She came. And she crashed in the hormone rush. Suddenly she felt very tired. The squeezing pulses of pussy around dick were novel but did little to return the feeling of godliness she had just experienced. She stood back as her dick flagged.

“Have a seat,” Jon said. “Get ready to tell Irina about your new life.”

Tracy nodded. “That’s the last time I put this inside any other woman.”

“Not true,” Jon said. Before she could protest he held up a hand. “Irina catsuit Irina.”

The hood of the zentai suit disappeared revealing Irina’s smiling face.

“What?”

Irina pointed at the television and said, “Look.”

Turning she saw Sandra and Sarah standing in her apartment frozen where she and Irina had been sharing a kiss.

“Before you entered Sandra, I put you all to sleep and zapped Irina over here,” Jon explained. “After explaining how the harem works she could not wait to sign the paper you signed. Then I explained you shouldn’t lose your male virginity to anyone besides Irina and asked if she would like to swap places with Sandra. She couldn’t wait to get into the catsuit.”

“Iri, are you sure?”

“Jon said you were worried about me joining his harem. Those are your issues. I can’t wait to be surrounded by naked women all the time. You’re the dominating type. And with that thing you can exert a little control over the rest of the harem if you want to. Speaking of which, I hope that thing comes off.”

Tracy laughed and a second later she was no longer well hung. “The nice thing about this is I don’t need find a good place to store it.”

“Okay, I’m going to send you two home and retrieve Sandra. If you want, Sarah will gladly spend the night.”

“And you’ll watch from here?”

“Perhaps. After my plans for Sandra are finished a good lesbian three-way should be relaxing.”

They looked at one another and Irina said, “We may as well get to know her as best as we can.”

“When you arrive she’ll still be immobile and unaware until one of you kisses her on the lips. Whichever one of you kisses her will take her into that person’s service for the evening.”

“Huh?”

“Whoever kisses her will be called Mistress by Sarah. She takes her enslavement seriously and knows I’ve loaned her out to one of you. She just doesn’t know which one yet.”

“You got the penis. Can I have the slave?” Irina said laughing.

Jon held a hand up, stopping Tracy from responding, “Settle this over there. Zap!”

With that, Tracy and Irina found themselves naked in their apartment. Sarah stood immobile before them kissing no one. Sandra was nowhere to be seen.

“Can I?” Irina repeated?

“Okay, just wait I need to go the bathroom.”

“Gonna do it standing up?”

Tracy stopped short. “I hadn't considered it.” As she stepped into the bathroom she caused her penis to appear. “I wonder what I have to do.” She lifted the toilet seat and stood there. The urge to pee felt normal. She relaxed and hoped her aim was true. Suddenly a stream of urine ran toward the bowl. A quick adjustment and she had it landing in the center of the bowl. When it stopped she noticed a small drop of pee was still on her dick. She was not sure what to do.

“Give it a shake,” Irina said, startling Tracy.

“When did you come in?” Tracy asked as she gave her penis a couple shakes until it looked dry.

“Great now come on. I want you to have your first blow job,” Irina said as she returned to the parlor. She stepped up to Sarah's immobile form and kissed her.

“How may this slave serve, Mistress?” Sarah said when Irina stopped kissing her.

“I'd like you to give Tracy a blow job.” She replied pointing at Tracy.

“Gladly, Mistress. Should I do it where she is standing or will she sit down first?”

“What do you recommend?”

“This slave is no expert but some men prefer to sit to maximize the relaxing feeling of a blow job. Others prefer to feel dominant and so stand to maximize the feeling of being above the blow job giver.”

Tracy interrupted, “I'll sit on the sofa. But only if we'll be kissing while she's doing me.”

Irina smiled, “That was my intent.” Irina sat down on the sofa leaning back and indicated that Tracy should sit between her legs. Tracy joined her, her ass near the edge of the seat cushion. Irina's hands reached around and fondled Tracy's nipples. Sarah quickly knelt down in front of them and took Tracy's dick into her hand, caressing it gently to erection. Tracy turned her head back over her shoulder and kissed Irina as Sarah took her erection into her mouth.

Irina laughed as she saw Tracy's eyes grow wide. “Feels good?”

“You have no idea,” Tracy replied. Her hands instinctively reached for Sarah's hair. As Sarah began stroking up and down Tracy's dick. Tracy's hands settled on the sides of Sarah's head to provide guidance.

As Irina noticed Tracy having a hard time being attentive in her kissing, she increased her fondling of Tracy's breasts. Tracy's heavy breathing turned into moans of pleasure and she arched backward. Soon Irina could tell from the way Sarah was sucking that Tracy had cum.

Sarah swallowed and after a few last licks stood up and waited.

Tracy made a half-hearted attempt to rise but fell asleep leaning against Irina.

Irina sighed. “Typical man.” To Sarah she said, “Help me pick up Tracy and get her to bed.” Between the two of them they were able to get Tracy to bed.

“Are you hungry?” Irina asked as they left the bedroom. “I'm hungry. Do you like Chinese food?”

“Mistress, this slave can cook if you would like.”

“Oh, excellent. Check the kitchen and see if there is anything you can make.” Irina followed Sarah into the kitchenette. “Find anything.”

“This slave can make a tuna casserole with ingredients in the kitchen Mistress.”

“Oo, that sounds good. Go ahead.”

Sarah started preparing the meal.

“Tell me about yourself. Before you were a slave, were you a cook?” Irina asked.

“No, this slave was never a cook. This slave worked at a law office as an accountant. Master has not decided if this slave will stop working there or not.”

After a pause, Irina said, “I'm not good at being the Mistress. Usually I play subservient to Tracy's dominant role. I don't know what we'll do after we eat.”

Sarah asked, “May this slave make a suggestion, Mistress?”

“Sure.”

“Master has enabled me to use some of his spells on you and Tracy if you would like.”

“Really? Like what?”

“Master told this slave that Mistress is interested in being immobilized. Would you like to be tied up?”

“By magic? Oh, yes,” Irina said with glee. “What should I do?”

“Just stand there, Mistress. Please allow this slave to say Mistress's name.”

“Granted. When it's part of a spell it does not mean you are not a proper slave to use my name.”

“Thank you Mistress. Irina spread Irina.”

Cuffs appeared on Irina's wrists and ankles and her arms and legs immediately were pulled away from her body, anchored to the floor and ceiling.

“Oh, my,” Irina said. “This is great. Can you gag me?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Gag me until the food is ready and then ungag me and spoon feed me while I am still hanging here. If you can make me orgasm while you are cooking, so much the better. Just don't cause a fire.”

“As you command Mistress. Irina gag Irina. Irina plug Irina.”

Irina's mouth filled with an inflating gag that filled her mouth fully. She made some grunting noises that were barely audible. Immediately after that she noticed the dildo filling her pussy. Sarah stopped what she was doing and walked up to Irina and touched the dildo. Suddenly it was vibrating, hard. Irina's entire body arched from the surprise and the feel of the vibrator. The gag completely muffled her screams of pleasure. So intense were the feeling she could not watch Sarah working in the kitchen. At some point Sarah had sucked Irina's nipples and fondled her breasts but the vibrator was far more powerful. Irina came several times before the vibrator suddenly stopped. She did not even hear Sarah remove the gag. Irina breathed heavily for a moment.

“Time to eat, Mistress,” Sarah sing-songed as she shoved a spoonful of tuna casserole into Irina's mouth.

Still breathless, Irina chewed the food deliberately. “This is good.”

“This slave is glad to serve Mistress.”

Between bites Irina said, “You really are that devoted to being a slave aren't you?”

A look terror crossed Sarah's face, “Is that not obvious? Has this slave failed in this slave's obedience and devotion that Mistress must ask?” She dropped to her knees and bowed her head. “This slave has no excuse for her failure.”

“No, no, no, Sarah,” Irina exclaimed. “I wasn't questioning your devotion. I was asking if you really enslaved yourself without Jon's magic. Please get up and worry not about your performance.”

Sarah stood slowly, taking another spoonful of the casserole to feed to Irina. “Yes, this slave enslaved herself as Sarah McNell's last act of ego. Perhaps Master's magic helped this slave complete this slave's enslavement but it was the perfect culmination of this slave's desires.”

“You still respond to the name 'Sarah'.”

“Yes, Master commanded this slave to respond to the name Sarah. Does Mistress wish this slave not to?”

“No, I wouldn't want to give you a command counter to Jon's commands.”

Tracy walked in, her dick swinging gently between her legs. “Did Sarah truss you up?”

“With magic,” Irina replied. “Will you put that thing away?”

Tracy looked down at herself. “Oh, that's what hit my leg.” After a moment the cock and balls were replaced by her trimmed bush. “That smells good. Is there more of it?”

“This slave has prepared a bowl for Tracy. Where would you like it?”

“I'll eat at the table with you if you haven't eaten.” Tracy sat at the dinette table.

“This slave is not finished feeding Mistress. May this slave eat with Tracy. Mistress?”

“Of course. I've had enough. Turn that thing up to full again and I'll give you both a show while you eat.”

“As you wish, Mistress. Gag, too?”

As she had already turned the vibrator up to full, Irina shouted, “Oh, Yes!”

“Irina gag Irina,” Sarah said as she turned and placed two bowls of the casserole on the table.

Tracy stared at Irina's lithe body gyrating in ecstasy. “What is in her pussy?”

“Master's magic vibrator. It can only be removed by magic and the wearer cannot touch it, not that Mistress could reach it at the moment.”

Tracy resisted the urge to touch herself while watching Irina dance. “So how did you meet Jon?”

“Master cast a spell to find the closest woman who wanted to be completely enslaved and he compelled that woman to meet him at a local bar. This slave arrived at The Sunset Sunday evening as Sarah McNell and left the bar as Master's slave.”

“You did not know him at all before Sunday?”

“No.”

“Yet you wanted to be his slave?”

“A slave does not choose its owner. This slave is not playing a sex game. This slave is not merely submissive to this slave's dom. This slave would wither under anything less than complete enslavement.”

“And how long did Sarah McNell know this?”

“All her life. Sarah McNell could never find fulfillment in any relationship regardless of how much or how little her boyfriends pretended to 'own' her. Master does not pretend. Master owns this slave.”

Tracy pushed the empty bowl away from her and just looked at Sarah for a moment before shaking her head. “Doesn't your soul yearn to be free?”

“It never has before,” Sarah replied. She got up and put the dirty bowls in the sink. “Mistress looks exhausted. This slave has not been commanded to turn of Mistress's vibrator or to release her from her gag.”

Tracy regarded her lover's limp form hanging in the middle of the room. She got up and turned the vibrator off. She tried to remove it but it would not budge. “Release her.”

“Mistress did not command it.”

“Watch,” Tracy said to Sarah as she grasped Irina's limp head. “Irina, should Sarah ungag and untie you?” She then proceeded to cause Irina's head to nod up and down.

Sarah smiled as she stepped toward Irina. “As Mistress commands. Irina ungag Irina. Irina unchained Irina.”

Tracy and Sarah caught Irina's limp body as she dropped from the restraints. “Is it your turn to sleep?” Tracy asked.

Irina opened her eyes, “No, I'll be fine.” She whispered. “Put me on the sofa and I could use a drink.”

Tracy looked at Sarah. “How about removing the vibrator?”

Sarah looked at Irina who nodded. “Irina unplug Irina.” She said as she offered Irina a glass of water.

Irina took a sip. “That is just too good.”

“What is?” Tracy asked.

“All of it.” Irina grinned. “Being trussed up in an instant and released just as fast. And having a vibrator that can't fall out. Combined with our magic pussies that auto-lubricate and can't become sore.”

“That's too good?”

“He could just leave us in a state of permanent ecstasy. How would we escape? Why would we fight it? That is such a crazy power trip. That's why you bristled at it all. You don't like the role of the sub. He's a man and giving power to a man bothers you. I don't give a fuck about that. It feels good. What else matters?”

“He did offer to make us forget.”

“Could you untake the red pill, Trace?”

“Probably not.” Tracy admitted. “Maybe you should become like Sarah. She no longer has to think about it. All her decisions are made externally now.”

“I couldn't do that.”

“Why not?” Tracy asked. “Once you release control whatever he gives is the best thing in the world because you know it pleases him. Right Sarah? If Jon said he was going to turn you into a mule and sell you to a farm tomorrow. Would that please you?”

“Yes,” Sarah replied without hesitation. Seeing Irina's face she continued, “What pleases Master pleases this slave.”

Irina was still incredulous. “She means that. Wow.”

“Of course she does. And you have that control over her right now.”

“What?”

“Not the mule part, I assume. But anything you tell her to do she will attempt to do with all her ability.”

“This conversation has become way too deep. I think I need to vege out to a movie for a while before commanding anyone to do anything for a while.”

“Yes, let's just sit on the sofa, watch television, and cuddle.”

“Does that include me, Mistress?” Sarah asked.

“Of course.”