Sam and Julie stood together, arms around each others waists. Their eyes were on me, their poor gullible fool. A fool who they had been lead, enticed into their honey trap. That much was obvious to me now. They had merely gone round the block in the taxi, and allowed me sufficient time to place myself in a vulnerable position. To enter their suite, to find the bait and to dress in the offered lingerie. Then Sam `found' me while Julie recorded the entire sorry saga for their future enjoyment. The recording would also reduce me to their hapless subject, their slave, with no choice but to be their puppet. How sweet it must be to have a teenage virgin to shape and use as they so wish.
Sam smiled and turned to kiss Julie. Their excitement at what lay ahead for me, showed at the passion of the kiss. The way their tongues sought each others, and the arousal that pressed outwards through the material of their skirts.
I wanted to run, to open the door and flee. But it was too late. How far would I get dressed as I was? As a girl. I knew I had been baited hooked and landed by these two CD's. My freedom of choice was over, only servitude lay ahead. A situation that filled me with dread and self loathing for my weakness.
Julie broke free from kissing her girl friend, and smiled at me "you look so sweet and so innocent, two situations I know we can remedy my darling". She crossed over to where I stood terrified. "Kiss me Julie, do you like your new name, Julie, say it, say your name" she ordered me. I found the word couldn't escape my lips. "You do have a choice. You're free to go, and I am sure my record of the last hour would be popular on You Tube... Say it". I knew she wasn't joking and I mumbled "Julie". "No no no, say, My names Julie and I want to kiss and serve my mistresses". Sam told me.. Mistresses? How could I serve two men, but I knew the answer to that already as I mumbled the mantra..."I am Julie and I want to kiss and serve my two mistresses" My face reddened as Julie leaned in to let me kiss her. I slowly closed the space between our lips and gently kissed her, as I would an aunt. "You can do better than that" Sam's raised voice told me, as Julies tongue teased my lips. Her tongue with drew and I felt her lips part so I could slide my tongue in. I kissed her, my tongue deep in her mouth and I felt Julies arms pull me closer. I could feel her clit pressed into me, she felt so big, so aroused. I heard the sound of fabric being removed and when our kiss ended I turned to see Sam sat on the sofa. Her dress removed and her stocking legs parted. Her arousal was prominent as the thin material of her panties strained to retain her cock. I stared, fearful and dreading at what I knew she wanted. Julie's hands unfastened my skit and I felt it fall to the floor. She stepped back, and removed her own skirt. Unlike her girl friend she wore no panties, and her cock was fully erect and glistening with excitement. My clit was to my shame partly aroused, something I knew my mistresses had noticed.
Julies hand took mine and led me towards Sam. I could see a small wet stain on the white fabric of her panties, a wet patch at the head of that staining material. "Kiss it" Sam ordered me. I stared, knowing I had no choice, as I slowly dropped to my knees. As I knelt I was at eye level with Julie's arousal. Long, glistening and surrounded in unshaved flesh. It looked so huge, so dominant, and so beautiful. So beautiful as I leant forward, placing both may hands on the sofa, either side of Sam's knees. I could see the wet patch closer, and could smell her scent of arousal. Sam reached into her panties and let her arousal spring free. I could see pre cum making the tip look smooth and inviting. She to was shaved. That was clear as Julie's hands gently guided my mouth towards Sam's cock. As I drew closer I could feel my own arousal increase, and my lips part. I was inches away when my tongue emerged. It moistened my lips as the gap closed
between lips and cock. I reached out with the tip of it, and made contact. My tongue tasted Sam's pre cum. Salty and maybe not as bad as the scent had hinted at. I ran my tongue over the tip, my saliva mixing with her pre cum, as Julie continued to apply pressure. I was forced by her movements to part my lips and to take her girl friends cock into my mouth. Like a cock would slide into a pussy. A wet warm pussy, but one that was my virgin mouth. I felt its girth fill my mouth, I had little idea what to do, but I started to suck on the thick length of man flesh as if it was a lolly from my child hood. I sucked, and swallowed the flesh deep into my pussy mouth. Sam gave a moan, and I could feel her stiffen more. A twitch...my god she was going to cum. The terror filled me and I attempted to with draw. To get that thing out of my mouth. Sucking was one thing but damned if I would go further. I pulled my head back, but met only resistance as Julie held my head in place. "Swallow it Cunt" she ordered me. I tried to say "no" but how could I speak with my mouth filled with that cock. A cock that twitched more violently as Sam's arousal peaked. A cock that jerked and then ejected a warm wet salty fluid into my mouth. I was going to choke, and tried to with draw, but Julies hand still held me in place and I knew I had no choice, choke or swallow. Choke or swallow as I felt the warmth fill my throat and slide down my throat. A tear filled my eyes at the same moment, kneeling there, dressed in lingerie, swallowing a cross dressers cum. An arousal that was betrayed by my own cock...what more shame could there possibly be?
I really am bi curious, even if I probably will only ever remain that, so I hope I have imagined how the above events would feel and taste with some accuracy. If I haven't I apologise, but I hope you still enjoyed the third chapter.