Submitting to Master Macho: Chapter 7

I was a little shaken up after the food delivery guy left. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he fucked me — used me really — and how incredibly muscular he was.

Still, even after all that, an hour later I felt horny and desperate again. I needed to get some work done, but I was too excited. I kept thinking about the delivery guy's cock and about Master Juan's cock too. I counted my blessings that I couldn't waste time jerking off, since I was locked in my chastity cage all day, but I needed to set my mind at ease too.

The solution occurred to me when I took a popsicle from the kitchen. Usually I'd bite into it, but I found myself licking it more than biting, wishing it wouldn't end and wouldn't get smaller, as I took it deep into my mouth. After I finished the popsicle, I went to my bedroom and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash. Then I took one of my smaller dildos. After rinsing it thoroughly, I took it into my mouth. It worked. At times I'd suck on it and at times I'd just let it rest in my mouth like a pacifier. Finally I could have a productive afternoon, advancing with my work and also doing some mopping and scrubbing in the kitchen and bathroom.

At 6:30pm I put my laptop down to start preparing for my night out with Master Juan. I prepared and enjoyed a light dinner and then went to douche and shower. By 8:30pm I was ready to get dressed. I put my chastity cage back on, after taking it off in the shower to rinse and dry it off. Then I put on the pink panties Master Juan chose for me, along with a very short pink mini skirt. I also put my red heels on and I wore a pink t-shirt that said "slut."

Examining myself in the mirror, I wasn't sure what to think. I was eager to appeal to Master Juan and his friends. My thoughts kept coming back to images of dicks. I grabbed the little dildo again and put it in my mouth. Looking in the mirror once more, standing tall in my red heels, my legs smooth as Master Juan and Master Macho required, and the mini covering so little, I somehow wanted to show more of my body. I wasn't ashamed of the way I looked. Quite the opposite.

I decided to browse through some other clothes — not mine — which Master Juan had in the closet in the bedroom where I was staying. A cropped white tank top with the word "bimbo" in pink caught my attention. It only covered my chest. But then, despite my good efforts at the gym and my well-developed pecs, my chest looked too flat for this top. Master Juan was kind to take it easy with my sissification, but I was eager to do more to please him. So I put on a padded bra I had bought with him earlier in the week and I loved the way it looked under the bimbo top.

Just in case he'd prefer the shirt he had chosen, I took it with me to the living room to wait for him, as he was expected to arrive any minute. When I heard him open the gate, I walked toward the front door and got on my knees. I heard him turn his key in the door and then he opened it and entered.

Master Juan was beaming. "Hello sissy, have you been waiting to see me?" he asked.

I nodded affirmatively, the dildo still in my mouth.

"I saw on the home camera that you had a guest," he said. "I'm glad you got some more dick. It's so important for your training that you get as much dick as possible. And from the look of you, I see progress." He stepped closer, standing right above me. "Do you want my friends to see you as a sissy bimbo?" he asked.

I nodded affirmatively, continuing to suck on the dildo.

"I bet you do," he said. "I wasn't planning on making you display boobs yet, but I'm glad you already feel you want to. You're making me proud, sissy."

A sense of pride filled my chest too and I instinctively straightened up, further pushing out my chest.

"I also see a couple more important things," he added. "You've become so desperate for cock that you need to be fed at all times. I'll help you with that. My friends will give you so much cock tonight, sissy, and I'll give you some right now," he said. Surprisingly, he got on his knees too, in front of me.

He pulled the dildo out of my mouth and set it aside. I let out a whimper. "Shh," he said, as he pulled his large dick out of his pants. Then he put a hand behind my neck and guided me toward his dick. I took it into my mouth, deepthroating it completely in one go. "That's right, sissy," he said. "In this position it's easier for you to deepthroat and it's also a way for you to be at your lowest, closer to the floor. Keep that in mind. When you're meeting a guy, you want to practice frequently kissing his feet or shoes, or even just kneeling at his feet and kissing the floor beneath him. Alphas appreciate that and you'll feel better by reaffirming your low role too."

"Another thing I've noticed is that you're less verbal now," Master Juan said. "Even when I took the dildo out of your mouth, instead of saying something, you just whimpered like the horny bitch that you are."

I hummed to signal approval, his dick still filling my mouth and throat.

"That's great progress," he said. "I believe the English proverb says something like: 'sissies should be seen, not heard.' Alphas appreciate that too. We just want to fuck your mouth. We don't need to hear what you have to say." With that he took his dick out of my mouth and stood up. He picked up the dildo and put it back in my mouth. "I'll bring you something more permanent," he said and walked away.

I stayed put and he got back a couple of minutes later. "Here," he said, as he pulled the dildo out of my mouth and set it aside. He strapped a gag onto my face. "Unlike a regular ball gag, this one has a small dildo attached," he said. "It's a little smaller than a regular dildo, so it's easier to keep in your mouth for a long time, and it serves the purpose of pacifying you, not just preventing you from talking like a simple ball gag would."

I nodded to signal my understanding.

Then he presented a plug too, and applied lube to it. "Get on all fours, sissy," he ordered.

I put my hands down on the floor and arched my back.

He pressed the plug against my hole, and when I pushed out, it got sucked in. "You seem a little extra horny right now," Master Juan said, "so you might feel better if both your holes are filled, not just your mouth."

I nodded and tried to say "thank you" but only mumbles came through my dildo gag.

"That's a good girl," he said. "Now wait right there. I'm going to freshen up quickly and change out of my work clothes."

I stayed in place, not doing anything, just running scenarios through my mind about what might happen at his friend's home. The muscular delivery guy also kept popping into my mind.

Ten minutes later, Master Juan came down the stairs in blue jeans and a tight white polo shirt which clung to his large pecs and biceps. It was a little transparent, so I could see his wide nipples through the shirt. He was so hot and I could feel my mouth watering. I sucked on the dildo gag to swallow my drool. Master Juan caressed my head fondly. "You can get up, sissy. Let's go," he ordered, and guided the way to his garage. I got on the passenger side of his sports car and we drove off.

We arrived in a neighborhood of some nice large houses. Some of them displayed foreign flags, perhaps residences of ambassadors. He took a turn into a driveway of one of the mansions and buzzed the intercom at the gate. He said a few words in Spanish and the gate opened. He drove in and around a circular drive, until he came to a stop and parked.

I was so grateful that I didn't need to walk on the street the way I looked right now, even though I felt hot.

"You can take the plug out now, sissy," he said. "Your hole will be plugged by guys in no time. The gag can stay in a bit longer."

I pushed out and left the plug in a bag in the car. Then I followed Master Juan, walking behind him as he walked to the entrance of the beautiful large house.

A slim guy dressed in a black-and-white butler's outfit opened the door and invited us in. The house was even more impressive inside, full of paintings, books, and lush plants. The butler guided us through a long corridor into a large inner courtyard, bustling with at least a dozen handsome guys, including a few who were on leashes, a couple of them sissies.

A big muscular guy, slightly shorter than Master Juan, approached us. He greeted Master Juan with a hug, and then patted me on my head like a child. "Who's this little bimbo?" he asked.

"She's the foreigner I told you about. She's visiting for a couple of weeks and I'm helping her learn how to be of better service to macho men," Master Juan said.

"Well, you've come to the right place," our host said to me, as he picked up a collar and leash from a coat rack on the wall. "I like to keep subs on a tight leash. That way everyone knows they can use you even when you're not on your knees. But now, get on your fucking knees," he said, pushing my shoulders down a little impatiently.

Being unable to speak with my gag still on, I just bowed my head lightly to express regret and I got to my knees at his feet. While gagged, I kissed them, as Master Juan had told me earlier it pleases Doms. Our host attached the collar to my neck, and the leash to the collar.

"That's better," he said. "Now go make yourself useful to my guests."

I started to get back to my feet, but Master Juan put a hand on my shoulder. "Stay on all fours for now, sissy. If you want to make me proud, you should show everyone that you're the most submissive slutty bitch in the room. The party is just getting started, so this is the perfect time to offer a good first impression."

"Yes Sir," I said, and followed his lead on all fours.

Master Juan led me toward the center of the courtyard, to where three other guys were standing and talking. It seemed like they all knew Master Juan. They conversed in Spanish and ignored me. Soon, one of the butlers arrived and took drink orders. Master Juan ordered a sweet cocktail for me too, not so much out of kindness, but to help me relax and slut out more. Before the butler left, he pulled into the circle one tall table for the drinks he'd soon bring, and a very low padded bench. He motioned for me to get on it.

All of a sudden I realized that my face (and my ass) were now at the height of everyone's crotches. It didn't take a minute before the guys started feeling my ass and pulling out their dicks.

To be continued next week...