What a summer Part 7
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I felt Carl's deep thrusts and sometimes I would whimper because it was uncomfortable, but I found I enjoyed the idea of being a slut. If this is what Andy, my cousin feels, I am all in.
Madam looked at me and asked "Are you happy?", without thinking I responded "Yes"
Aunt Mary said she was proud of me and that more enjoyable times are coming.
Carl looked at me and said "You are a great fuck, I enjoyed you sissy".
For some stupid reason I felt proud.
Carl then pulled out and stood back. I looked at him wanting more, he smiled at me and blew me a kiss. Carl then told madam that he had to leave.
Madam walked over to me and told me it was time for Emily to clean me up and put my makeup on. Madam explained that she had to speak with my aunt and would return in 30 minutes or so.
Emily told me to get up from the table and pointed to another door. She took my hand and guided to where there was a shower room. She told me to use the scented bath soaps which smelled really good and she told me to be sure to wash my clit and pussy really good. I stood in the shower, disappointed in Carl leaving, but I enjoyed the hot shower and the flowery bath soaps. But my skin was sensitive probably because it had been waxed. And the skin in my pubic area, above my penis hurt worse. It was sad that off came Carl's cum and my dried cum and my ass was sore as well.
I finished cleaning myself and got out of the shower. I picked up a towel and began drying off. I caught a view of myself in the mirror. The area that was sore had the Cum Slut tattoo.
Emily walked in and I quickly raised the towel to hide myself.
"Modest, are we?" asked Emily with a smile. "After all that you just did and said and now you are modest?"
She helped dry my back and her touch felt wonderful, but now I was beginning to regret what took place. I began convincing myself that I did not really do too many things that were inappropriate. I was forced into doing these things I thought to myself.
"Emily" I asked "when does this tattoo wear off?"
Emily laughed aloud, "Never sweetie, it is permanent"
"Emily what do you mean permanent? And I am suddenly modest? Why would you say that?" I asked.
Emily looked at me with a funny look, "So you now have regrets don't you. Kind of late for that. You should think about who all will see the internet video on the porn site silly"
"What?" I exclaimed, "What video? I will call the police!"
"You are about to become an internet porn star girl, why do you think all of the cameras were here and the monitors were showing you for what you are? You were hot girl. A lot of guys and girls will masturbate when they watch you." and Emily continued "Sure sweetie, the police will look at your movie and they will want a blow job from you like you gave Carl. You are such a dumb fuck"
I started tearing up when Emily's phone rang.
"Hello! Where are you guys? Timmie is having second thoughts? Oh, okay, I understand, not problem I'll take care of her and get her back home tomorrow. I don't mind. Bye for now"
I only heard Emily's half of the conversation.
"Timmie, your aunt is not coming back tonight to get you. You are going with me and spending the night at my boyfriend's house with me and him. But first I am taking you with me to the club where I dance. I need to get you ready, my boyfriend is coming to get us and don't give him tears, he will not put up with your BS. Got it?"
I was scared out of my mind so I quickly nodded that I will not misbehave.
"There is a package for us at the front door, I'll go get it." Emily told me "I think it is some new clothes for you"
Emily left the room and I sat and felt sorry for myself. I was trying to figure out how I get out of this mess. I looked in the mirror again at the Cum Slut tattoo. What will my parents say, my doctor, no one can see this, how will I ever live like this?
Emily came back with a couple of large bags.
"Let's fix your makeup first, then get you dressed girl"
I submitted to my predicament and sat in the salon chair. Emily when about her work on me fixing my hair and applying a lot of different makeup elements that I did not understand, finishing with two different lipsticks.
She then reached into the bags and laid out panties with matching bras, nylons and dresses, skirts and a few different tops. Emily asked if I had any favorites panties and bras and I shook my head no, not believing I was picking out girls' clothes to wear.
She picked up a cute pink bra and I got up and she helped me put it on. Then she reached for the silicone breast forms from before and showed me how to insert them. I remembered they felt heavy and giggled. She then held the matching panties and I stepped in them and she pulled them up and I let out a loud ouch.
"Sorry, the tattoo" she said "no panties for you tonight, but it might be fun."
She then lifted the shiny dress, "this will be cute and sexy for tonight at the club".
I let her help my put the dress on and it just did cover my ass and clit.
"Emily I can't wear this, this is too slutty, every person there will know I am a guy. No, please no" I said.
"All the girls wear dresses this short, you will be fine, so no more complaining. Put these heels on and practice walking while I get ready, Bob, my boyfriend is almost here. By the way girl, you do look hot!"
Emily left the room and I practiced walking and working the dress to keep my ass covered. I began dripping and I did not have panties to catch it. I looked in the bag and there was a tiny micro thong. I slipped out of the heels and pulled the thong up and on. It was low enough that it did not rub on the tattoo and covered just enough of me to catch the precum. I stepped back in the heels feeling better.
Emily came back in the room and she was drop dead hot. OMG I could not stop looking at her. She kissed me on the cheek and said her boyfriend Bob is downstairs, it was time to go.
I followed her out and first the first time in a long time I was able to look out a window. It was dark outside, the time had gone by very fast. I stepped in the elevator, it was just her and me this time and we road down. The doors opened and there was a nice-looking guy with a large build. Emily kissed him and then introduced us. He seemed nice.
Bob then said "You are right M, she is hot, and she is wearing the right outfit for the club."
I thought, Tammy, what is this a new name. I saw Emily looking at me and she blew me a kiss.
Bob opened the door and we walked to his car that was parked at the curb. An Audi, nice I thought, how rich is this guy.
He opened both passenger doors and Emily got in the back, strange I thought. I then sat with my legs closed and turned into the front seat next to Bob. He got in and we started driving.
Emily said, "Bob is my boyfriend and I am ok with him enjoying himself with whatever or whoever he likes." That was an odd comment thought to myself.
As we drove, the neighborhood was becoming a little more dicey and there were more questionable people standing at the curb. Bob stopped for a traffic light and he moved toward me and grabbed my face and turned it toward him, he then kissed me deep with his tongue. When he finished, he lifted the hem on my dress and looked at my tiny panties which were wet. Remembering Emily's earlier comments about Bob will not mess with my BS, I smiled and behaved.
Bob then pulled up in front of a building with a line of people outside. There was a bright sign that said "Private". Two large black men walked up to the car and they opened the passenger doors. A third went around to the drivers side and said "Hello Mr. Porter"
Bob looked at me in a scary way, not mean but stern. He told me to open my legs wide when getting out, he wanted people to look up my dress, see my tiny panty and see I was a boi. He told me to move slowly so everyone would get a good look.
I turned toward the building and opened myself to the black men and crowd, remembering what Bob said to spread wide. My tiny clit's mushroom popped out of the waist bad and I did nothing to stop it or block the view. Bob had come around and offered his hand. Emily was standing there was well and watching me.
"That was very nice Tammy" offered Bob "I'm proud of you. You listened and that will make life easier on you".
I stood straightened my dress and tugged it down and then faced the two of them. Both smiled at me. Bob kissed Emily and then took my hand and pulled me closer. He slid his hand under the back of my dress, lifted the hem and kissed me deeply. He had exposed my ass and I began pulling the hem down.
"Don't" Bob whispered "I want them to see you, all of you if I want, Understand? You do as I tell you tonight and your life will be better."
He then put his hand on my ass and lifted the dress uncovering my ass for all to see.
He then took both of us by the hand and walked past the line of people and into the club.
To be continued.