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Sissyslave gunnarsub Turned Into A Slut

Part 4

Sissy gunnarsub Turned Into A Slut
part 4

A couple of weeks later.

Marcel phoned me and ordered me to go to go to a small hotel and to give a
blowjob to somebody who would be waiting for me in room no 332. Dressed in a
provocative ladies outfit and boots with high heels, the only thing I was
allowed to carry with me was ladies handbag with the pair of cuffs, a steel
collar and a leash, a butt plug, a lubricant and at least a dozen condoms, my
passport but no money.

Arriving there I introduced myself as 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'. He
ordered me to give him my ladies handbag and to strip. Only moments later I was
standing in front of him with nothing on but my chastity belt. He took the cuffs
from my handbag and cuffed my wrists in front of me. Then he locked the steel
collar around my neck, now unremovable as there were only keys for the cuffs in
my handbag but none for the collar. With a tow rope he tied my cuffed wrists to
the bed in such a way that I was placed on my stomach and the knot of the rope
out of my reach. I was completely helpless and offering my ass. The guy took
pictures, then sat on my arms with his cock dangling directly in front of my
mouth. then ordered me to suck him. Again he took pictures, lots of pictures. In
some, it was obvious who I was and what I was doing, and in most of them you
could not see that I was tied up. I looked like I was doing exactly what I
wanted to be doing, especially when he had me smile as I licked his cum from my
face and sucked on his fingers as he fed me droplets of cum and I appeared to be
begging for more.

He then went around behind me and pushed the head of her dick up against my
asshole. I squirmed to avoid it but the guy slapped my face. "Hold still,
sissy!"

He pushed his dick into my ass and I felt it slide in as I relaxed my muscles.
The guy started a gentle in and out motion that drove his dick deeper with each
push. I grunted with each penetration.

"How do you like this fucking, sissy?" The guy asked. "Does it feel good to get
fucked?", he asked as he started to nibble my ears and neck, in spite of my
situation I started getting erect and my cock pushed against the spikes in the
chastity belt causing me pain. "Do you want me to stop, little girl?" I shook my
head and moaned behind my gag.

The guy pumped faster and harder into my ass. "The next time I fuck you, sissy,
I'm going to whip you first." He pushed his dick hard into my ass and continued
fondling my nipples. When he had been jacking off, he started taking pictures
again, some of which only showed my cum drenched face.

He put the ball gag back in my mouth, checked the ropes that held me tied, then
went toward the door. As he turned the knob he looked at me with an amused smile
and said, "I put the money in your purse, it will not only cover the rent on the
room but also the one Euro you charge as slut. The maid usually comes between
nine and noon, so you should have some time to accept that you are now 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' before they discover you and untie the ropes. It's
only midnight now, so you have at least nine hours to keep reminding yourself
that you are 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut'. I'm sure your Mistress will
be pleased."

There are no words to describe the effort I made to try to free myself from the
bonds that held me, but it was clearly hopeless. After about an hour or so I
realised that 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' had not only sucked a cock
and got fucked tonight, but 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' was also going
to be discovered by the hotel maid, covered with a man's cum on 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut's face and ass. I don't know how, but 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' eventually found sleep and only woke up when
'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' heard the keys rattling in the hotel room
door.

The maid walked into the room and gasped when she saw the humiliated sissy
chained to the bed, but then she chuckled when she saw 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock
sucking slut's chastity belt, the steel collar around my neck and especially
when she read the tattoo above the chastity belt stating that Marcel and so many
others were "there".

The maid was a tall BBW perhaps half of my age, definitely carrying overweight,
with long blonde hair and huge boobs, her breasts were her best feature and she
had her blouse unbuttoned to make sure they were shown to her advantage. She
removed the gag and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm okay, I can explain, it's okay, can you untie me."

"You don't need to explain, but you do have to tell me, were you raped, or have
you been part of some kinky sex game?"

"Well, I wasn't raped, no, this isn't what I expected but no I wasn't raped."

"I see, if it's rape, I need to call the Police to untie you, otherwise evidence
could be lost, and the hotel could run into a claim."

"It's okay, I promise."

The maid said she would be right back again, then left the room, 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' noticed that she didn't lock the door behind her
or even pull the door closed tight, 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' thought
about calling out to her, and then decided to keep quite and wait. Eventually,
the maid returned with a digital video recorder and said, "The manager is
worried about lawsuits, so he wants you to record a release to make sure the
hotel isn't held liable for damages if you change your mind and decide it was
rape after all."

She put a piece of paper in front of me and told me to read it, using my name
where it said 'your name here', I had no choice but to read:

"My name is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' and I was tied up in this hotel
as part of playing consensual sex games with a gaypartner. I have been fucked
but not raped, nor am I a victim of a sexual assault at this hotel, nor have I,
'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' been held against my will by any employee
of the hotel or anyone associated with the hotel or any client of the hotel. I,
'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' accept total responsibility for any
inconvenience which occurred at the hotel, as it was part of a sexual game which
I, 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' agreed to participate in of my own free
will and for my own enjoyment."

The maid shut off the video recorder when I finished and laughed "that's very
sweet, but the hotel needs you to use your real name when you read it". I
blushed as I read it again using my real name and she recorded it again.

I expected to get released and told her that the keys for the cuffs would be in
the handbag. To my surprise the maid opened my ladies handbag and instead of the
key she took the passport out of it. Obviously, she wanted to check that my name
in the statement was correct. Then she left without untying me and I assumed
that she went to the hotel manager in order to make sure that he was happy with
the release and that he did not want her to call the police.

When she returned, she locked the door behind her, walked up in front of me and
said, "So 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut', how long have you been a whore?"

I didn't know how to react, and she continued telling me that the video would
not have been given to the hotel manager but she had given all the documentation
and my passport to a colleague of hers. Asking for my telephone number she told
me that her name was Miss Tatjana and that she would phone me and give me
further instructions as to the documentation. She untied the tow rope and the
cuffs and told me to dress and to check out. The steel collar was clearly
visible and I could not avoid that the clerk at the cashier and on the way back
home a lot of people stared at my collar. As only Marcel had the key to the
collar I would have to wear it until he was prepared to release me from it.

Again, I had been put at the mercy of somebody I even didn't know. 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut', had become 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking and ass
fucking slut'.
...

...
Already late afternoon of the same day Miss Tatjana phoned me and told me that
she would expect me within 5 minutes in a small bistro which actually was almost
next door. As I feared that I had no other choice I hurried there and sat a
table looking for Miss Tatjana.

I knew that something was going on because when Miss Tatjana entered, she just
stood there in front of me, with her huge body smiling a secret little smile,
hands on hips. "Yes, Miss Tatjana," I said, "What is it?"  She said nothing and
smiled and I saw a piece of paper in her hand. She handed it over to me, I took
it and turned the paper off.  I recognised it instantly.  It was a photo showing
me chained to the bed in the hotel with cum on my face. Certainly, I felt a
gnawing dread in my stomach.

I looked up to see Miss Tatjana smiling down at me.  I started to stammer
something - I don't know what - but she stopped me, "Just listen" she said, I
waited.

"So you like this sort of stuff, don't you," she smiled, " You like the thought
of being used by a man in any way he wants.  To be a slave, a slut, a worthless
piece of meat. But you will also have to like the thought of being used and
abused by me and my friends in any way we want.  That means humiliating you,
whipping you, pissing on you, even fucking you, but with a strap-on ."  She
paused.  "What do you think your friends, your colleagues, your neighbours, your
boss would do if they knew that you are a slut, that you go to a hotel in order
to get fucked by a gay?  Do you think they'd be proud?"  She laughed, tossing
her head back.

"Shall I tell them?" Miss Tatjana asked me, "Shall I?" "No, please," I
stammered, " Please don't."

"Why not?" she laughed, " Give me one good reason."

"I'll do you whatever you want," I said desperately, " A Anything. " Miss
Tatjana?s eyes widened and a smile flashed across her face.  "Everything?" she
said, "Everything?"

"Yes, Miss Tatjana," I said quickly, "I will do everything."

She looked at me.  I felt her gaze running up and down my body and a cold shiver
ran through me. Miss Tatjana stood up and looked down on me, still seated.  Then
she spoke, "Lick my boots," I looked up at her, open-mouthed.  I couldn't
believe what she had just said.  My mind raced.  On the one hand, this order to
lick her boots in public was ridiculous.  On the other hand, this was the sort
of thing I had dreamed of for years.  "Lick my boots," she said again, "I won't
ask again."

I slipped off the chair and got down on my knees.  Lowering my face to the
floor, I pressed my lips against the top of Miss Tatjana?s left boot, then I
moved across to the other boot, licking that too. I knelt before her, not daring
looking up. People sitting at the other tables stared at the scene, I sensed
their glares without seeing them, I felt so humiliated like never before in my
life. Even when I had to report to Marcel the situation was different, that was
in private, this happened in public.

"Now listen, " Miss Tatjana said, "You will come to my house at 8 sharp tonight. 
Do you understand?  If you arrive one second late, the pictures will be sent to
your friends, co-workers, to your boss, and anyone else I think would be
interested in knowing what a pervert you are.  From now on, you will do whatever
I say without question and without hesitation.  If you refuse, then everyone
will know.  If you question me, everyone will know.  If you hesitate, everyone
will know.  Do you understand?"

I nodded, barely able to believe what was happening. "Do you understand?" Miss
Tatjana repeated.

"Yes," I replied. She smiled, " Yes what?" I hesitated, not immediately knowing
what she meant, but then the realisation hit me. "Yes, MISTRESS," I said.

"Good," Miss Tatjana smiled, "Looking forward to seeing you tonight."  And with
that, she turned and walked out of the bistro.

My mind was a whirl. Thoughts flashed through my head.  What should I do? What
had happened was barely believable. Should I do as Miss Tatjana said, or should
I defy her? What would happen if I came to her house as she had ordered?  What
would happen if I didn't? The thought of being ordered to do something by a
hotel maid, a woman half my age, was intoxicating.

Her home was not far away, within walking distance and yet I arrived there 15
minutes too early.  I waited the remaining time, I must have checked and double
checked my watch several times, the minute hand crawling oh so slowly towards
the 12. At one minute to twelve, I walked nervously up the path to Miss
Tatjana?s door.  I looked at my watch and watched as the second hand swept
round. At precisely 8:00, I knocked loudly on the door. There was no way back
now.

Nothing. No reply. I waited a while and then knocked again. Was I at the wrong
house? Was I late?  Again, I knocked.  I looked at my watch.  Three minutes past
seven. I got nervous, once more, I knocked on the door.  Perhaps this was a
test.  The minutes passed.  I knocked again.  Eventually at ten minutes past
seven, I heard movement in the house.

The door opened and Miss Tatjana stood in the doorway just icily looking at me.
"At last, slave, " she said, "What kept you?" She did not expect an answer as
she continued, "Now you are here, you need to arrive properly in a manner
befitting your status." I trembled within at the sound of those words: what
could she mean? "Now get your clothes off, get back to the end of that path, and
crawl up here on your belly like the worthless worm you are.  And when you get
here, get on your knees and beg to come in."

I could hardly believe what I was hearing.  I thought of refusing but I knew
that it was of no avail and anyway, the thought of what Miss Tatjana had
commanded me to do excited me beyond words.  I looked around.  It was dusk and
the light was fading but there was still enough light for anyone passing to see
me. Miss Tatjana  stood there watching what I would do.

I started to blush and began to undress in front of her. I was now standing in
front of her with nothing on but my chastity belt and the steel collar.

"What are you waiting for?" Miss Tatjana  said as she gathered up my clothes and
threw them indoors, "Get to the end of the path and start crawling."  There was
no way out now.  My clothes had been taken from me and to get them back, I had
to do as she commanded.  Quickly, I ran to the end of the path, nervously
looking around to see if anyone was watching.  I then dropped onto my belly. 
The concrete path was cold and wet against my chest and belly.  I began to crawl
back up the path on my stomach, pushing myself along with my hands and feet.  I
looked up to see Miss Tatjana  silhouetted in the doorway, watching me intently.

It seemed an eternity before I reached the door.  Then just as I reached the
door, Miss Tatjana  slammed the door in my face.  I knelt before the door as she
had instructed, my chest red from scraping on the path, sweat forming on my
body, and knocked on the door.  "Please, MISTRESS," I pleaded, "Let your
worthless slave in."

There was no response.  I knocked again, pleading all the more.  No reply. 
Minutes passed as I knelt there naked and cold, knocking pathetically on the
door in the fading light. Miss Tatjana  must have left me there for five or ten
minutes before she deigned to open the door and stood before me again.  "Who are
you, slave, " Miss Tatjana asked, " Have you forgotten?"

"Let me know me who you are if you remember again, slut," she said and closed
the door again. Then it hit me who I was. "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy
gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' ." No reaction. I repeated at a little bit higher
voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' ." Again, no
reaction. I was desperate, so I repeated the humiliating introduction again at
even higher voice "MISTRESS, this one is 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' ."

The door opened again , Miss Tatjana ordered me to turn around and cuffed my
hands behind my back. "Follow me, slut, " Miss Tatjana snapped and turned and
walked down the hallway.  I followed on my hands and knees, gazing up at her
round bottom and gorgeous appearance in front of me.  She went into her living
room and I followed.

"Meet my friends," Miss Tatjana said suddenly and I looked up to see two other
women, seated on the couch, grinning at me. "This is this kinky pervert I
detected this morning naked and in ties in the hotel. What a surprise for me
when I entered room 323 and saw this slut tied to the bed. At first I thought he
would have been robbed but then saw his chastity belt. The collar, and the
tattoos disclosing that he is a slave and slut. More precise a cocksucking slut
and must have been fucked by a gay as he had cum on his face and on his ass. So
I decided to record the whole situation and have him witness what had happened.
He called himself 'Sissy gunnarsub, cock sucking slut' and put on record that he
was tied up in the hotel by a gaypartner who had fucked him. This is what is on
the video I showed you. Well he gave me his real name, his address, his phone
number, everything, as he wanted the police to be kept out."

Only now, with a shock, I realised that one of the ladies was a neighbour of
mine actually living next door. She knew me, she knew my company, she knew my
position, she knew everything about me. She had a reputation for being a bitch
and a witch, married to a man of colour who is in boxing. I did not relish being
at her mercy. My neighbour smiled at me," what a surprise," she said "this is a
neighbour of mine, he is a white collar worker and an arrogant asshole."

To be continued



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