Dicked at Work 7
I've never been so embarrassed!
I've been taking my "vitamins" for several weeks now, just accepting my fate. Walt wants me to change so much for him, to "achieve my potential" as he and his Daddy would say. They know what I know deep inside me, that I was never much of a man, that I'm really a girl inside. I don't know if its the pills or just finally being forced to deal with my secrets, but I've been kind of emotional the last week. Like when I watch a movie on TV and its touching, I've found myself totally into it and crying over it like a big girl! I understand I'm taking testosterone blockers and estrogen, oh and a new vitamin, one they say that is for my "mood swings". That one seems to make me calmer and Walt says easier to handle.
So anyway, on to the embarrassing thing...
Yesterday, Saturday, Walt had asked me to dress nicely for him as he wanted to see me in the afternoon, about 3 pm. At this point I am totally without body hair of any kind. I absolutely love the feeling of my smooth skin up against the clothes I wear. The feeling of sheer stockings stretching up my smooth legs to attach to my garters, what a thrill! So I dressed in my feminine finery and put on a pretty sheer white chiffon blouse over a short black leather skirt. The sheer blouse permitted a lovely view of the lack corset I wore underneath it. By the time Walt arrived I not only was dressed prettily, but I had done a particularly good job of applying makeup and the new blonde shoulder length wig I picked up looked really cute on me.
Walt arrived and he gave me a hug and a nice kiss and led me to my living room where he plopped down, his legs spread and his erection clearly straining his loose fitting jeans.
"Danielle get me a beer won't you baby?"
I did as he requested and returned to him with a cold beer in hand. He smiled at the way I waited on him. Just then the door bell rang.
"Answer it Danielle."
"Like this? Dressed? I can't!"
"It's not a request, it's an order. Do as your told sissy."
I was upset at being made to do this, but I went to the door and opened it a crack to see who it was. I saw the face of my landlord, Mr. Jackson. Mr. Jackson is a very successful man in our area, a strong black man who I had always felt intimidated by. Maybe he didn't recognize me dressed like this. I sure hoped not!"
Mr. Jackson smiled and pushed the door open. As soon as Walt saw him he invited him in. It astonished me that they knew one another.
"Jackson, come on in and have a seat. We have something to discuss with you."
Mr. Jackson went over to the couch and sat by Walt and I stood there, not sure what to do.
"Jackson, do you recognize my girlfriend here?"
Mr. Jackson looked me up and down, concentrated on my face, and then broke out into a toothy smile.
"I believe this is my tenant Daniel. Daniel that's you, isn't it?"
Oh God, could this get any worse?
"U mm, yes, it's me Sir."
"Why in hell are you dressed like that?"
"He's a sissy, Jackson. He's my sissy girlfriend. The poor thing has been pretending to be a man all this time, which is really fucked up. I'm helping her, Danielle, become the woman she was meant to be!"
Mr. Jackson seemed quite interested.
"You know, I've heard these sissy boys are incredible cock suckers! They'll do anything for a real man like us! I'll bet you know all about that, don't you, Walt?"
"Yeah, man! She's a natural cocksucker! And she's taking hormones to make her titties grow. She's pretty, don't you think?"
"Not bad, but man...how do you deal with her having a dick? Sounds kinda queer to me."
"Oh it's nothing, man. I mean it's so tiny and soft there's nothing manly about it. Besides, it may just go away one of these days."
"You mean...snip snip?"
They both laughed and Walt ordered me to go get Mr. Jackson a beer from the fridge. As I removed the cap I realized I was shaking, shaking at the thought of losing my cock and my balls. They may be small, but they're mine...and I like them!
When I came back into the living room Walt and Mr. Jackson were talking, as men do. They were going on about the playoffs and when I returned Walt told me to sit on the floor by his feet as the men talked. I sat down on the floor, looking up at the two of them, who were completely ignoring me. It was kind of demeaning to be on the floor like this below both of them, and my face of course was fairly close to their crotches and I could see they were both aroused.
"So Jackson, the reason I asked you here is concerning Danielle here. She's my sissy and I've decided I'm going to marry her. How much time does she have left on the lease on this apartment?"
"Marry her? Man she must be one world class cocksucker! Nine months, Walt. Why"
"What would it take for you to let Danielle here out of her lease? I want her to move into the house with me and Dad. She's being trained to be the perfect obedient wife. A proper loving servant who will also be a submissive whore in the bedroom."
I was shocked! This wasn't discussed with me! I should have said something but I was afraid to speak up. I was so completely losing control of my own life, a man was making all of my decisions. Something inside told me to be quiet.
"That's a lot of money man, nine months worth of rent, there would have to be some kind of consideration..."
"Tell you what Jackson, you think about it for a bit...and while you're doing that let's get comfortable. Here stand up. Danielle, help this man out of his clothes!"
Mr. Jackson smiled and stood right up. He looked into my eyes and I just lowered my gaze and with a shaky hand I undid his belt and pulled his pants down. He was wearing black silk boxer briefs and I couldn't help but scope out his bulge...it was huge! I unbuttoned his shirt and he removed it.
Mr. Jackson was a strong, solid man in his late thirties I would guess. You could tell he worked out, his chest and arms were really built, and his stomach was pretty firm. He was a tall man, and relatively smooth, fine black surly hair beginning near his belly button and getting thicker and more pronounced as it descended into his black boxer style briefs.
"Down on your knees Danielle, that's a good girl...now lower the man's underwear for him."
I tugged on the sides of his underwear and watched wide eyed as the boxers lowered, revealing his fragrant bush, wiry and black. With another tug the elastic pulled against the base of his cock. I could see that it was very thick and the material pulled past his enormous cock and it bounced up right into my face! I could feel the stickiness at the end of his cock wet my cheek!
He smelled so appealing to me. He smelled hot and kind of moist, it was primal and intoxicating. I wondered if he could smell the Chanel No. 5 I had sprayed around the back of my ears.
Both men sat back down on the couch. Walt had undressed as well and I noticed that he had an enormous boner also. I settled in between Mr. Jackson's legs and waited to be told what to do.
"Danielle darling...I want you to wrap your sissy lips around Mr. Jackson's manhood and make love to it. Give him some sugar!"
I leaned forward and grabbed the base of his shaft, which was bouncing around lewdly before me. How big was it...ten inches? No eleven I think...and so thick too! I looked into Mr. Jackson's eyes and pushed the head of his cock into my mouth. Just the head. And I sucked on it for a bit, just the head, despite the fact that Mr. Jackson was trying to push it in deeper. I may be a sissy, but with a cock in my mouth I do still feel I have a bit of control over a man. It's something women learn and expolit.
I then quickly took him all the way to the base, getting those scratchy pubes in my face! Mr. Jackson gasped and then I slowly pulled back to the head, working the shaft, trying to coax it harder and bigger. I wanted my throat to be filled with cock!
I've found a new found contentment at having a cock in my mouth you see! It just feels natural to me, right to be using my talents to make a man feel good. The fact that the particular cock in my mouth at the time belonged to my landlord was no matter to me at this point. Why be embarrassed at this point? I was instructed to pleasure this cock and I would do just that. I certainly couldn't stop these men from getting whatever they wanted from me.
"So Jackson, what is it going to take to get Danielle out of her lease? I need her mouth available to me 24/7 man...and now that you've had that mouth on your cock you understand why!"
I continued to suck as the men negotiated.
"So let me get this straight, Jackson. If Danielle cleans your office after hours and services your needs for the next nine months you will forgo the remaining rent?"
As Mr. Jackson's cock neared release I felt his body tense up. I tickled his balls and felt how much they had tightened up. I knew he was ready to blow! I felt the cock twitching in my mouth and I prepared to be fed.
As he came, he yelled out to Walt.
"Yes Damn it, but I want her twice a week for the next nine months! I've just gotta have this mouth on my dick regular! She's released from the apartment whenever you want!"
There was so much cum! I've never swallowed so much. As he began to cum the smell of his semen was overpowering, musky and fragrant. I swallowed quickly realizing just how much cum he was forcing down my throat, and I gulped three more times until the flow subsided. My eyes watered and I was shaky but I got it all. I felt proud of that.
As Mr. Jackson's cock deflated in my mouth, and I digested his cum, I heard the men shake hands. Mr. Jackson pulled me off his cock and as he stood to get dressed Walt pulled me to his dripping erection. Evidently watching me suck the big juicy cock of my black landlord had gotten him real worked up!
To be honest I was pretty horned up myself! As I started to suck Walt's cock now I felt myself finally spurt a few globs of sissy goo into my panties. It was funny though, I could tell I was never really hard before cumming, and instead of shooting it kind of just oozed out of me. It was a very unmanly orgasm and I doubt wither of the men even knew I had experienced it, or even if they cared.
As I sucked Walt's cock and looked into his eyes I heard him softly speak to me, telling me how things were going to be, what my life was to be like. I knew I couldn't stop him, I didn't want to. And now I had a new home to deal with, and a part time job as an office maid!