Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2016 14:36:28 +0930 From: Amanda Stern Subject: My New Career - Part 9 (TG) Welcome to the ninth chapter of this story. if you have any comments or reactions, please feel free to email me. And do think about donating to help support this wonderful site. =================== MY NEW CAREER - PART 9 "So, now that it's gone, how do you feel?" The question floored me for a minute. "I ... I'm not sure, really. It's definitely for the better. But it was a big thing - well, not that big a thing obviously." I giggled. "I mean it's not as if I was making any good use of it ... But if I'd understood how much it was going to cost ..." "Some prices are worth paying, don't you think?" "I guess so", I said, nestling closer. "Still, if I'd realised how much you were willing to shell out to take my virginity, I might have asked for a commission ..." The broad chest on which my head was pillowed shook as Antony laughed. "Don't worry Katy, you'll get your share ..." Hie stroked my back and then gave my naked buttock a playful squeeze. "Oooh, is that a promise, master?" I asked. With my free hand, I reached down to fondle the magnificent cock that had so recently popped my cherry. "I think it's time you made another deposit in my special bank, don't you?" "I think I can arrange that", he answered, "though it may depend on what interest I can get ..." "Oh, I'm very interested in having this beautiful thing inside me again ... and I think it is too!" As I stroked the shaft, it quickly reached its full height and thickness, swelling to the point that I could barely get one hand around it. I marvelled again at how I could possibly have fit even part of it inside my rear passage - though it had been stretched to a certain extent by the butt plugs Kristin Everett had made me use over my first few months at the Ceder College. Of course the big mystery was not that Antony had been able to fuck me without my splitting in two - but that I had so badly wanted to be fucked In the first place. It was not as if i knew him at all. In fact the one thing I could say about him for sure, apart from the obvious (that he was rich, powerful and incredibly well hung), was that he had bought the right to deflower me in an auction held by the Ceder College. An act so perverted, so immoral, that it was hardly calculated to endear him to me. Nor did I find him attractive - or at least not in the way that I would previously have understood, as someone (or so I thought) firmly interested only in women. Now his young servants, Ryan and Alex, they were another matter. I had to admit they were hot. I was trying really hard at this point not to think too hard about just why they seemed to merit that description, or what that might say about my increasingly confused sexuality. But whatever the Martin I had previously been might have thought about them, as Katy I could not deny their appeal. But with Antony ... well, it was not as if I was turned on by looking at him. It was more the idea of being with him that seemed so exciting. And not just being with him, but being possessed by him ... And right now, there was no doubt that I was aroused by the prospect of him taking me. As I lifted myself up, one hand still stroking Antony's cock, I was careful not to brush my own raging erection against his body. He had shown absolutely no interest in touching my dick, while making it clear I should not lay a hand on it either.I would have to ask him about that - but not now. Kneeling on the bed beside him, I lowered my head briefly to run my tongue over the top of his member. As it twitched in response I tilted my head so that I could see his face and softly asked: "How do you want me, master?" The submissive tone brought a smile to Antony's face. "Sit on me", he commanded. I knelt up and moved to straddle him, but he stopped me. "Other way round", he instructed, making a twirling motion with his finger. He wanted me to face away from him. I turned round, slipped off my heels and then carefully stood up on the bed, positioning my feet either side of his body. Squatting down, I sought to lower myself onto his rampant pole. With a little assistance from its owner, I got it in position and then pressed down. Once again, it was no easy task, but my hole was looser than before - and lubricated with the cum that was still slowly dribbling out of me. Even so, I gasped as my passage was filled. Once the pressure had eased, I began to raise and lower myself. I had done this before on the stage at Club Angel, I realised ... but never with a real cock up my ass. Try as I might, I could not reach the bottom of his shaft - he was simply too big. But even so I was able to get most of him inside me with every squat. The feeling was indescribable - and so was the sight of my own erect member whipping back and forth as I drove up and down. After a few minutes of this Antony grabbed my shoulders. Holding himself inside me and tilting his pelvis up, he gently pulled my upper half down until my back was resting on his chest. From there he began to fuck me, lifting his lower body to drive inside me. At the same time his hands found my nipples and he began to stroke and tease them. I moaned in pleasure at the feeling. By shifting my angle slightly I was able to bring my head alongside his, so that I could kiss him. I'm not sure whether it was his tongue invading my mouth, his fingers on my sensitive nipples, the new angle of penetration, or perhaps a combination of all three, but the stimulation was extraordinary - like nothing I'd ever felt. Deep inside me, I was getting jolts of pleasure as his cock found a magic spot in my anus. Much later, I would learn about the prostate gland, but for now all I knew, from trial and error, was that if I manoeuvred my lower body into a particular position, Antony's thrusts would hit it more regularly. "Oh god, that's it, right there ... harder, fuck me harder, pleeeeease ..." I was crying out now, overwhelmed by new sensations, so full I thought I might burst, yet the pressure still building inside me, carrying me further into ecstasy. "That's it ... oh, fuck, that feels so good ... oh yes, yes, yes ..." Until suddenly with a wild cry I was coming, gouts of spunk shooting out of my untouched member, one spraying so far that it landed on my mouth, the rest coating my chest and belly. Jet after jet of sweet release, an orgasm utterly unexpected, but as intense as any I'd ever experienced ... And as I marvelled at what had just happened, my cock still twitching and the taste of my own cum on my lips, I felt Antony pour his own seed into me for the second time that night, his big body shuddering as he came, his rod jammed so far up me that I thought we might never be uncoupled ... There was a pause while Antony regained his breath, and then he was folding his arms around me, his lips finding mine as we shared the sweetest of post-coital kisses. For several minutes we lay there without moving, until Antony ran a finger through the cum that was still smeared on my torso and held it up to inspect it. "Why Katy", he admonished, "you naughty slut, did you come all over yourself?" "I'm sorry master -" I started to say, but he cut me off. "You're very lucky, you know, not everyone gets to experience that kind of orgasm. Not that I've ever tried myself, you understand ... But your penalty is that you get to clean it all up yourself, understood? Here, lick!" He proceeded to feed me every drop of cum he could find on my body and ensured I licked his fingers clean. When that was done I finally slid off his pole and collapsed on the bed beside him. He gave me an amused glance. "I do hope that you haven't expended all your energy ..." He clicked his fingers, three times. Thirty seconds later, Ryan and Alex entered the bedroom. Antony made no attempt to cover up and so I didn't either. Their eyes flicked quickly over me, but they didn't seem surprised to find me on their employer's bed, clad only in cum-streaked black stockings. Clearly, this wasn't an unusual occurrence. "Yes master?" Ryan inquired in the deferential voice I'd come to recognise. He and his brother were still dressed in the skimpy schoolgirl uniforms that matched the one in which I had arrived that afternoon, yet that looked so different on my feminised form. They wore no makeup, the uniforms not a sexy accoutrement but simply a way of humiliating them. And not, if I understood correctly, because of anything they had done, but rather to punish one of their parents, who had apparently been a business rival of the man who now commanded their service. "Ah, my trusty retainers", said Antony, his tone bristling with amusement. "I think it's time for a reward. We can start with those lovely outfits. Take them off." For a moment the two stared at him, nonplussed, and then, as if in response to some hidden control. moved simultaneously to unbutton their see-through blouses. Soon enough they were down to just their white cotton panties, their skirts, stockings and heels discarded. "And the rest", said Antony. Alex seemed about to say something, but quickly subsided when he saw the look on the older man's face. With an air of resignation, he and Ryan pulled down their knickers and stepped out of them, all the while trying to cover their private parts without turning their backs - something they no doubt figured would get them into trouble. I couldn't help but let out a giggle, something that prompted both young men to blush even more than they were already doing. "Well now Katy, what shall we do with these two?" asked Antony jovially. "I have half a mind to get them to play with each other ... but after your delightful efforts I'm feeling in a generous mood." He turned to me and smiled wickedly. "I'm not sure who has been sneaking more looks at whom today - they at you, or you at them. In any case, now's your chance." He waved a lazy hand in the servants' direction. "Why don't you give them, ah, a closer inspection?" I had the clear impression that this was a command, not a request, so I dutifully rolled off the bed and padded over to the two young men. But there was no reason I shouldn't have some fun. And he had talked about a reward - though for whom he hadn't said ... Walking behind the two them as they stood there, tightly clutching their crown jewels, i lightly stroked then slapped first one pair of naked buttocks then the other, prompting each of them to give a start of surprise. "Mmmm", I said appreciatively, "so nice to see you out of those silly clothes - and such lovely firm bottoms you have too!" Completing the circuit, I came to a halt in front of them. Their bodies were all that a girl could have wanted - lean, reasonably toned without being too muscular, and with fine blonde hair over the kind of golden skin that suggests regular time on the beach or in the surf. Alex, the younger, was slightly taller, though they both comfortably topped my height when, as at present, I was out of my heels. His tousled, straw-coloured hair contrasted with his brother's shorter and darker locks. They both had finely chiseled features, with high cheekbones, firm chins and clear blue eyes. They could easily have been models, though their troubled expressions would not have got them onto any magazine covers just at the moment. There was also something else spooling their appearance ... Turning round to look at Antony, I gave a pout and said in my very best little girl voice: "But master, what I am I meant to inspect? I can't seem to see anything!" Anthony grinned back at me. "I'm sure we can fix that. Gentlemen, hands behind your backs please!" Both Ryan and Alex gave me looks which seemed to mingle hunger and fear, but they did as they were told. "Oooh!" My squeal of delight was only partially feigned. Each of the servants proved to have nice long cocks, which hung appealingly down below their balls. They had nothing like the girth of Antony's, but they were certainly packing quite a load. Reaching down, I took a cock in each hand and made as if to weigh them. Both grew appreciably as I touched them, and I could feel their owners tense right up. "Now boys, why on earth would you want to hide these lovely things?" Once more, I turned to face Antony, still holding the swelling appendages. "They seem to be getting bigger, master", I said in a tone of mock protest, "but I can't quite decide which one is the biggest ..." "Then you must test them out, Katy", came the response. I needed no further invitation. Sinking to my knees, I savoured the choice available to me. They both looked so yummy ... For a moment I pondered the idea of teasing the servants some more ... but the fact was that I wanted these cocks, and I wanted them now. Without further ado I plunged Ryan's member into my mouth and began to suck it greedily, all the while wanking his brother with my free hand. When Ryan was fully erect I swapped positions. Soon enough Alex was rock hard as well. They made no comment or motion as I tended to them, but their arousal was plain. "Now then", I said happily, "let's see who I can get furthest down my throat ..." With all my recent practice, I had little trouble getting each shaft to slip down my gullet, so that my mouth pressed hard against the firm bellies of the two young men. I was rewarded on each occasion with a moan of pleasure. "Hmmm", I said, sitting back on my heels and contemplating the cocks that now stood proud and erect in front of me. "I don't think I can feel a difference ... but I think I need to check them somewhere else ..." I looked up at the two youths, my eyes wide. "So, who wants to fuck me?" Reaching down, I began to stroke my own shaft, slowly and lasciviously, bringing it back to life. Their faces were a picture, flushed with desire, but also clouded with confusion and embarrassment. Alex muttered something I couldn't hear. Straightening up, I moved close in to him. Ignoring his flinch as our cocks brushed together, I brought my mouth to his and kissed him. He was tentative at first, but when I reached between us and fondled his balls his tongue became more urgent and his arms closed around me. After savouring the feel of his hard, slim body against mine, so different to the size and brutal power of his master, I broke from the embrace. I playfully nibbled his ear, then spoke in a voice loud enough for the others in the room to hear. "Mmmm, I've been wanting to do that all day. Now, what was it you wanted?" Breathing heavily, despite the lack of any exertion on his part, Alex managed to find his voice. "I ... I want you, miss." "Oh, I think you can do better than that." Antony's voice made us both turn round and look at him. He was reclining on the bed, head propped up one elbow, a satisfied smile on his face as he contemplated the scene in front of him. "The lovely Katy here is offering you something very special. The least you can do is ask nicely ..." Reddening once again, Alex cleared his throat. "Please ... please let me fuck you, miss." I ruffled his hair affectionately and kissed him again. "Of course you can fuck me", I said huskily. "I want to feel that lovely cock of yours deep inside me. But - you're gong to have to do something for me first ..." I lowered my eyes and nodded downwards. His eyes widened in shock and he opened his mouth to protest. But Antony cut him off. "I don't think that was a request, Alex. On your knees - now!" As the servant reluctantly complied, I beckoned to his brother, who was watching us with a look of horrified fascination. "Don't think I've forgotten you", I said, pulling Ryan into a kiss and grabbing his shaft with one hand. As our lips met I felt the warm wetness of Alex's mouth close over my glans. Looking down, I took a moment to enjoy the sight of a strapping youth with my cock in his mouth. I had occasionally been fellated by men at Club Angel ... but nobody this young and good-looking. "Watch those teeth", I warned him, and then turned my attention back to his brother. After a few minutes of this, I made them swap positions. Ryan, I noted, seemed far more at ease with cocksucking. I wondered idly if he'd done it before. I was almost inclined to reward him with the initial crack at my ass. But, fair's fair, Alex had asked first ... After kissing them both again and ensuring with busy hands that they were still good and hard, I led them over to an armchair, on which I had Ryan sit. Standing in front of him, I bent forward at the waist to bring my mouth down over his shaft, propping myself up on the arms of the chair. At the same time I lifted my butt and wigglied it invitingly. "Cmon Alex, fuck me ... Fuck me as hard as you can", I called. His response was everything I could have wanted. Not for the first time that night, I gasped as I felt my back passage invaded. This time though there was none of the discomfort I had felt with Antony. Alex slid smoothly and easily into my now widened and thoroughly greased hole. Soon enough his balls were slapping against me as he ploughed my furrow. Glancing sideways, I could see Antony watching us, one paw wrapped around his giant dick as he stroked it lazily. The sight excited me even more as I encouraged the seated Ryan to fuck my mouth. By the time that Alex ejaculated, over and over again, my moans muffled by Ryan's throbbing member, I was already thinking about the next cock I wanted inside me ... (To be continued ...)