My heart dropped when my professor let us out of my last class. I knew that I had to go over there, and didn't want to risk pissing them off by going later. After dropping my books in my room I walked over to the site, and knocked on the front door. The foreman answered with a smile, "I'm glad you came slut, we're gonna have a lot of fun with you."
With that he led me into the house, stopping in the living room. Laid on a small table that was set up there was a bundle of clothes. He ordered me to change and go out to the back yard quickly and then he left. I looked at the bundle and started going through the clothes. There was a short black skirt, a black thong and stockings, and a pink tank top. There was also a bra that looked really thick for some reason. Set aside from the clothes was a brown shoulder length wig. I dressed as quickly as I could and it was then that I realized why the bra was so thick. Looking in a mirror, it looked like I had b or c cup tits. Even with the wig, however, I still looked like a guy. After working out every day at the gym I had a solid body even if not in perfect shape. I walked to the door to the backyard, and sitting by it I noticed a pair of black 4 inch heels. I knew I had to put them on, but as soon as I did, I knew I had sunk to a new low.
I stepped out into the backyard to the catcalls of the construction workers. They were working on adding a cement pathway around the yard as well as a wooden gazebo in the middle of the large lawn. The foreman walked up behind me and before I could stop him had pulled my arms back and cuffed my wrists together. He then buckled a leather collar around my throat and snapped a leash on.
"What took you so long slut? You're going to have to be punished for that."
I opened my mouth to protest, but had a round rubber ball pushed in before I could say anything. He buckled the ball gag behind my head and then led me by the leash to the gazebo. He left me in the center of the platform as he reached up and pulled down a hook that appeared to be attached to a pulley on the ceiling. He brought the hook down behind me and I couldn't see what he was doing but soon figured it out as he started hauling down on the other end of the rope causing my arms to rise up until I was bent 90 degrees at the waist. The next thing I felt was my legs being pulled apart, and looking down I saw the foreman attaching leather cuffs to them and then padlocking them to eyebolts in the floor about 3 feet apart. I could hear him moving around behind me and had no idea what was going on, until,
"I think a nice lashing should make you more punctual next time whore. So you are going to get 50 lashes from my belt this time, and 100 if you ever do it again."
The first lash came as a complete surprise. The belt felt like it was at least an inch and a half wide as it smacked down onto my ass. The blows started raining down on me quickly and I was screaming into the gag before 10th one. They kept coming though, and all I could do was scream and try to move. By the time the last blow hit me my ass was on fire and tears were streaming from my eyes.
The foreman stepped up in front of me and I could see the smile on his face as he unbuttoned his already unbelted pants. He then reached behind my head and undid the gag and pulled it out. He then pulled out his cock leaving no doubt as to what it was that he wanted. He held onto both ends of the belt with the middle of it going behind my head, and started pulling me forward, stretching out my arms. Soon his cock was at my lips and both them and my eyes were clenched shut. I new it would just upset him, but I couldn't do it. It wasn't until I felt someone grab one of my nipples and twist hard that he got what I wanted. I opened my mouth in pain and surprise at the pinch, but before I could make a sound, the foreman had his cock lodged in my throat. Soon he was pumping in and out of my mouth like he had the night before. When he hit the back of my throat I thought he would stop, but I was wrong. He kept pushing deeper and deeper until I thought my throat was going to split open, until he pushed all the way in. I rested there for a second, with my nose in his pubes and his balls resting against my chin. I couldn't breathe, and thought I was going to suffocate, until he finally pulled out. He started skull fucking my again, using the belt as handles. The humiliation lasted about 4 or 5 minutes before hr finally shoved all the way into my throat and I could feel him spraying his seed. After a few seconds he finally pulled out leaving me gasping for air. He redid his pants and then just went back to work leaving me hanging there.
I couldn't believe it. Here I was, tied up in a gazebo with my ass sticking out wearing a pink shirt and miniskirt, a thong, stockings, high heels, and looking like I had real tits, and I had just had my mouth raped like a cheap whore. And seeing as I was being paid for it, that was exactly what I was.
I spent the rest of the afternoon standing there tied up like that for anyone to see. Whenever anyone would get a break there were sure to come over and use there whore. By the time they let me go, I had blown each of them during their break and again when they finished for the night. Finally the foreman came over and let my arms down. The pain was excruciating as the blood rushed back into them, but at least I could stand up straight after being bent over for 4 hours. He tossed me my clothes, told me to leave the other clothes on the back porch, and to be back tomorrow, and then just left me to deal with my pain and humiliation.
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