Fiona and the Sisters By Janet Ford Part II Larry's Story The two women fucked me all afternoon taking turns, driving me deeper and deeper into submission. I was numb and I was completely incapable of stopping them; their domination of me was breaking new ground; and they were only limited by their imagination as to how far they could go; I remember a few years ago at a party I saw a girl being fucked with a beer bottle and I thought then, how humiliating, I now know how she felt as Mistress Josephine forced a beer bottle up my arse and I thought that they were becoming bored with me when they ran out of fruit and vegtables, but Jo rekindled their enthusiasm when she returned from the kitchen with a dining room chair, she sat on it her dildo was pointing straight up in the air. "Larry come and sit on my lap," she invited, she was naked except for the dildo harness her small breasts were firm and her nipples hard she sat against the back of the chair. "NOW." She commanded. Her large brown eyes smiled at Fiona who held the camera in readiness. I climbed to my feet and obeyed. I stood over Jo facing her and slowly lowered myself on to her 'cock' Fiona got a close up of initial contact. "Guide it for me Larry." Said Jo who snaked her arms through mine and her fingers came to rest on my shoulders. I felt the thing enter me. Jo looked me in the eyes, and she smiled as I slowly impaled myself on her dildo. She kissed me, her tongue licked around the inside of my mouth as she pulled me deeper and deeper onto her cock. "OOOOH!" I whimpered as she thrust the thing ever deeper into me, she thrust and pulled drilling it in to the hilt. Jo kissed me hard forcing her tongue down my throat and finally driving the dildo all the way home. "Oh yes." Jo said in triumph as she felt my thighs touch hers. "Now bounce on my cock like the slut that you are." Jo demanded I tried to obey her but it was difficult to move, it was like I was stuck there. "MOVE, YOU CUNT" Jo shouted, growing impatient with me, then she done something I didn't expect; she stood up in a crouch; lifting me and holding me, it was an impressive feat of strength as Jo picked me up and bounced me on her cock. She seemed to be able to hold and fuck me; my surrender to these women seemed to be complete. Mistress Josephine held me in the crouch, the dildo deep inside me for a couple of seconds while Mistress Fiona took a number of photos and eventually she dropped me unceremoniously and I crashed to the floor and they swapped dildos and Fiona took over. The two women tagged me continually all afternoon, until Alan, Mistress Fiona's husband, returned from work. I was ordered to get my cock hard Fiona gripped my flaccid shaft and stroked some life into it; her face was close to mine and she kissed me quite passionately while she continued to pull me to an erection; I was a cocktail of mixed emotions, but I responded to Fiona's touch and was erect when Alan came through the door and saw his wife kissing me with enthusiasm. Mistress Josephine grabbed him and dragged him to his knees, she stood over him and I saw him for the first time as their bitch-boy. Alan was Mistress Fiona's husband but Mistress Josephine showed him no respect at all, and she had him stripped in no time at all, he offered no resistance, and seemed used to her treatment of him. When he was naked she dragged him across and made him watch as his wife fucked me. I looked at him; he wore a cock restraint, a transparent plastic tube that was complete with a tiny padlock, he was completely shaved of all body hair and his body wore many welts, scars, and bruises, some quite recent. Fiona's Story When I saw Alan's car pull into the driveway I rekindled my passion for fucking Larry, it was important that Alan saw his friend at our mercy, also he had never seen me with another man and it was so important for him to see me fucking his friend, very important so before he came in I tried to get Larry erect, I stroked him and I was surprised how quickly he responded; it just goes to show what sluts men really are. I had Larry up against the wall in a passionate embrace, my tongue down his throat stroking him, I had removed the dildo harness and was about to pull my knickers down when Jo showed Alan the usual respect; which is no respect at all. She grabbed him as he came through the door and in no time at all she had him stripped and on his knees, she wore the big shit stained dildo that I had been using and ordered him to clean it he obeyed immediately and took the entire cock; I watched as she verbally abused him and then returned to the job in hand. Larry was erect and quite big, about seven thick inches and I wanted to feel a man again, it had been a while as I never fucked Alan any more, and rarely felt the need of a man. I pushed him onto his back and pulled down my knickers I gripped his cock and wiped his oozing purple head against my cunt lips and slowly slid down his erection. Jo had Alan on his knees and she made him watch as I fucked his friend. "Get over here and put my breast in your mouth." I ordered and Alan responded, of course Jo was waiting for the slightest sign of any disobedience, and looked disappointed as he took my breast in his mouth and attended to my needs hungrily. It was the first time I have ever had sex with two men; and I have never had sex any other way ever since. Having two men servicing me is absolute heaven, three is interesting, but crowded, two sluts under my complete control is perfect. And afternoon became evening as sex took on a whole new dimension and Jo and I agreed, sex with two partners is the only way to go, but something else was gnawing at me. We had trained Larry; I think we had taken him a long way in such a short time, a lot further than we had trained Alan and George, he was far from ideal but, after a few more training sessions like today we would beat him into shape, he was bigger than me and a lot more of a challenge than Alan had been, I wanted him, I wanted his thick cock, I wanted him in my stable, but how was I going to keep him? And as I sat back with a glass of Chardonnay watching Jo enjoy the fruits of their labour, the answer to my problem was quite literally staring me in the face. Jo was on her back Alan had his face buried deep between her legs and Larry was lying beside her sucking on her breast, the two sluts seemed completely absorbed in their task and Jo was in paradise, mewing and softly moaning in pleasure. I took Alan's hand and laid it on Larry's penis, he recoiled immediately. I had noticed while I was using them that the slightest touch caused a similar reaction. I waited until Jo had enjoyed another orgasm, before I put my new plan into action. Larry's Story I was emotionally and physically drained. I had been allowed to penetrate Mistress Fiona and I believe she had been pleased with my performance, her husband was sucking on her tits and even that did distract me from maintaining an erection throughout our intercourse. Mistress Josephine was next and again I was a man for her and tried my best to enjoy it despite being told what might happen to me should I ejaculate. These women were crazy, of that I was certain, and I was afraid of them Mistress Fiona was a strong woman capable of carrying out any threat and I was far too vulnerable at the moment; I just wanted this nightmare to end, and at the first opportunity I was out of here. It was dark outside and Mistress Josephine was enjoy Alan's tongue between her legs as I softly sucked and caressed her nipples, they must be getting tired of this soon I was thinking when something strange happened. Alan's hand was placed upon my cock, but he with drew it immediately; we had somehow managed, during a couple of hours of sometimes frantic sex, to have reduced touching each other to an absolute minimum; knees touched, or hand briefly brushed against each other, there was skin contact, but we both recoiled as soon as we sensed it, we were both fiercely homophobic, they had emasculated us, but somehow I felt we had kept a our dignity and hadn't jeopardized our integrity or at least I tried to believe that. Mistress Josephine achieved another loud and animated orgasm, her umpteenth of the day and when she was finally finished she pushed Alan and I away like unwanted toys, which is of course is what we were. She got out of bed and marched purposefully to the bathroom. Mistress Fiona turned on the bedside lights bathing the room in a soft glow she stood at the bottom of the bed dressed in her dressing gown. "You two wait here," she told us and followed Mistress Josephine from the room leaving Alan and I looking and feeling very awkwardly with each other. Fiona's Story Jo was sitting on the toilet and I sat on the edge of the bath as I explained my intentions for the boys. "I want to keep Larry, I want to keep him here Jo, and start to build my stable. The sex we had this afternoon was shattering; I want that whenever I feel like it, and as often as I feel like it and it will only get better as we train them to our exacting standards." I told her enthusiastically. Jo shrugged, but smiled. "Can I use them too?" "Of course you can, they are ours to use." She went quiet then looked at me. "How are you going to keep him here?" she asked "I have a plan." Larry's Story The silence was deafening; and both of us were very uncomfortable with the situation but neither of us had the balls to change anything; we sat on the bed our back to each other, naked, cold and miserable. "I'm sorry." I finally said. "Don't, don't say anything." He snapped. "I thought you were too big, too strong for her ... ... ." he trailed off. "I never thought I would ever see what I saw ... ." And he started to cry. "Alan, Fiona is an Amazon, I underestimated her, but I swear it won't happen again, I'm out of here tomorrow, and you will never hear from me again. I promise" I looked at him, and a faint smile behind his tears. "I'm sorry Alan, I really am" I said, offering a ruffling of his hair as token of sympathy and understanding. And just then the women returned. "Ahh isn't this touching?" Mistress Josephine said mockingly. "There will be a lot more tears before the evening is over." Mistress Fiona warned as she closed the door. Mistress Josephine picked up her underwear and started to get dressed which I thought signaled the end of her interest in me. Mistress Fiona had also dressed and my mood lightened as I expected them to dismiss me. Mistress Josephine arranged her breasts in her bra and then pulled her skirt over her hips. "Both of you lay on the bed on your back." Mistress Fiona barked, and we quickly complied. The women sat on the foot of the bed Mistress Josephine had a camera in her hand. "Now what I am going to say next will be obeyed without any hysterics or I will whip you, I'd rather not, but as Alan can testify I do enjoy a good whipping. Don't I darling?" She asked her husband. "Yes Mistress Fiona." He meekly replied. She smiled a cold, wicked smile; she shook her head and ran her fingers through her thick lank hair, then looked at me. "Larry I want you to get Alan erect; Alan I want you to get Larry erect, and I'll give you five minutes in which to attain this, failure by either party to achieve a full erection will result in a very severe whipping for both of you. Do I make myself clear?" Mistress Fiona asked. We both mumbled something. "Disappoint me boys and I swear you will pay dearly!" Alan's penis was still locked away in the restraint and Fiona threw the key to the lock on to the bed. "You will need this." Mistress Josephine handed the camera to Alan. "I want at least a dozen photos Alan, nice clear photos of the two of you enjoying each other." She told him. The two women stood up and left us in the room; it was colder than ever. Fiona's Story I have a small camera installed in my bedroom and it feeds through to the computer in the study, Alan knows nothing about it and over the months that we have been training him it has caused both Jo and I many hours of amusing viewing but nothing like this; I didn't really expect them to perform without tears and pain and punishment, but I was wrong. Alan's fear of me is absolute because when the whippings start sometimes I find it hard to stop. He has been in agony for days after some of his whippings, so I shouldn't have been as surprised as I was. Larry I thought might be a bit more difficult and some more time and training might be required there, but I was wrong and inside sixty seconds they were both stroking each other. Larry's Story I heard Mistress Fiona lock the door; I had no clothes there was no escape from the situation the window were fitted with burglar bars and acted just like prison bars. I lay there, thinking all of these things as Alan unfastened the lock on his restraint. "What are you doing?" I asked "Larry, there is no escape," he told me. "We can do as they tell us or we can be forced either way they will beat us." "Alan they are telling us to become gays, queers, faggots all things that I despise." "Larry that life is over. You are going to become Fiona's; don't you understand? You will not beat her, please believe me." He was crying and I had tears in my eyes too. "I didn't want this to happen to you," he continued, "I wanted you gone before anything like this, but when I saw you with Fiona I knew it was too late, once Fiona gets her claws into you she won't let go until you are hers. I thought you were too big, too strong for her, but I see that she has your measure." He was right; something had also been destroyed in me during the hours of endless fucking, something inside me died and the drive or desire to stop what was happening wasn't there. Fiona's will was stronger than mine; I feared that she had won, and she was taking control and I was unable to stop her. He removed the small padlock and pulled the restraint apart, his flaccid penis fell across his groin and tentatively, his hand moved across and clasped my penis and with a tear running down my cheek I reciprocated and gripped him; things were never the same again. We grew in each hands in silence; stroking up and down, Alan took the first photo, I took the second and before the women returned we were obeying them to the letter. Fiona's Story Before their five minutes were up, both men were erect and Jo and I watched them in awed silence; we were controlling them without being in the room we had them under remote control. I was quite please with myself. They had taken exactly twelve photos as per Jo's instructions and they were both lying there with impressive hard-ons still stroking each other; now the next step. Jo had made some tea and I took the cup from her and she looked over my shoulder at the monitor "They can't keep their hands off of each other." She said with a smile. "I think we may have broken him." "Let's go and find out." We finished our tea and we returned to the bedroom. "Well, well Jo would you believe it? My husband and his boyfriend are really gay!" I said in an amused statement that gave no idea that we had been watching them. "Gay is the polite PC term, I think faggot or queer is the correct vernacular. Isn't it boys" Mistress Josephine, She picked up the camera and took another couple of shots of them. "Larry stay on your back; Alan get on top of him with your head at the end of the bed." He obeyed me but he was very clumsy and awkward; it took a couple of minutes of fumbling until we had them where we wanted them. "Righto boys I want you to show Jo and I how you suck cock." And that was when the tears really started. 'Please don't make us do this Mistress Fiona." Alan begged. "Do as you are told Alan. If I tell you again you really will wish you had been born without balls." But Larry was already slurping on the head of Alan's cock and Jo had a close up of him swallowing his entire cock. "Now that is what I call a cock sucker." Said Jo and I think she really meant it! Larry's Story The women returned and we were both erect and we had taken the photos required, Mistress Fiona and Mistress Josephine seemed to almost swagger into the room it seemed that their domination of us was being achieved with a minimum of effort, we really were scared of them; at the sound of the lock being opened I felt myself cower I wanted to keep my erection and for a brief moment I was afraid I'd shrivel and die but Alan kept me hard. Mistress Fiona ordered us into a sixty nine position and I couldn't hold back the tears any more as Mistress Josephine took a shot of me kissing the head of Alan's cock. "Suck his knob Larry; suck up some of that pre-cum. Good boy. " She commented as I obeyed her instructions. And before long we were both sucking each other. I swallowed his entire shaft; his balls were bouncing off my nose. I was crying like a baby so was Alan; his tears dripped onto my balls, and the women seemed to grow in stature as we shrunk, they were bullying us now knowing we offered no resistance. "Suck his balls Larry; put his ball bag in your mouth can you do that for me?" Mistress Josephine asked and with a bit of help I managed to take his balls in my mouth. Fiona was giving similar instructions to Alan who was having a bit of trouble and was gagging whenever he tried to deep throat me. "If you do that one more time I will tell Larry to chew on what he has in his mouth. Now Deep Throat him like the cocksucker you are, but he gagged Fiona slapped me between the legs and I chomped down on Alan balls and he screamed and we ended up a sobbing mess. The women found it hilarious at first but when they stopped laughing Fiona went to the wardrobe and removed the whip that she had coiled up behind the door and beat both of us mercilessly. "YOU WILL DO AS YOU ARE TOLD!" She shouted as she laid into us. We rolled up on the bed but the whip slashed across both of our bodies, back, legs, and arse. She whipped Alan severely drawing blood from a couple of tears, and he fell at her feet sobbing for forgiveness. "YOU WILL OBEY ME. I PROMISE." "I'm sorry Mistress Fiona, I'm sorry!" He bleated. Mistress Fiona grabbed him by the hair and forced his face into my crotch. I sat on the side of the bed and Alan knelt between my legs. "Suck him dry. I want you to suck every drop of cum out of his balls; and you," Mistress Fiona indicated to me, "I want you to come; you have a minute to blow your muck down his throat, FAILURE TO OBEY ME WILL RESULT IN ANOTHER THRASHING." Mistress Fiona was livid; her dressing gown was open; she had nothing on under it her hands were clinched into fists and she had her hands on her hips, holding the whip, legs apart, she looked very Ruebenesque; large breasts wide hipped, but very feminine; she looked very dramatic and Mistress Josephine thought so too as she took a photo of her daring us to disobey her; we had no such intentions. Mistress Josephine was beside me with the camera as Alan cowered between my legs. He took my cock and I grabbed him by the ears and fucked his mouth. I had been in a state of arousal for over six hours my balls were full and I was going to do as Mistress Fiona ordered; sorry Alan but I'm not taking another thrashing I thought and in just a few seconds I came and blew my load down his throat. The poor bastard didn't know what hit him! He coughed and choked and almost threw up, but he swallowed everything and as my wilting penis slipped from his lips the two of us resembled shell shock victims; Alan sobbed uncontrollably and I fell onto my knees and tried to comfort him as the two women stood over us smiling at the scene they had instrumented and content that they had us under their complete control. Fiona's Story I believe it was our finest hour, I have never enjoy domination more than at that moment when the two of them collapsed before Jo and I; it signaled to me their total surrender to us; two strong, virile men had been reduced to sobbing wrecks by the two of us, emotionally physically and mentally we were far stronger and I wanted to drive our superiority further, take them to a point that they would never recover from. "We aren't finished." I told them. They looked up at me pleading for this to end. "Please Mistress Fiona; please no more." Larry beseeched me I smiled at him. We had them sixty-nineing; I loved Jo's idea making them take photos of each other during the forced bi thing, it made the scene look like it was just the two of them, and more convincing for blackmailing him, which would be something I would instigate over the next couple of days. They were amusing to watch as we trained them in the art of 'Deep Throating' something I have never done and never will do, but they tested my patients and in the end they paid and the results were before us, there had been no resistance, they did as we told them to do, they would learn we would train them and I was quite happy with the progress that had been made, there was just one more thing to be done before we finished. "This is all very touching boys but we haven't finished." They froze, I'm sure they were very close to the end of their emotional tether, they were emotional wrecks, I've never seen Alan cry in all the years I had known him, but today he had cried a river, and his mate who twenty four hours ago thought he ruled the roost, but this rooster had had his wings well and truly clipped and he was at my mercy, and I am a merciless bitch when I want to be. "Are you erect Alan?" I asked "No Mistress Fiona." He replied "Did I tell you to go soft on me?" I asked. "No Mistress Fiona. I'm sorry." "Stand up." I ordered, he immediately obeyed and stood in front of me his flaccid penis hung limply between his legs I had whipped across his abdomen and a vivid red welt crossed the base of his cock. "Get it up." I ordered, and Alan started to wank himself. "Not you! Him!" Larry acted straight away. "Use your mouth," and he obeyed me and Jo took another couple of photos as Alan was sucked to a full erection. "When you are about to come let us know and I want to see you shoot your cum in his face." And in less than a minute he did exactly that; Alan shot his cum into Larry's eyes, and Jo got a very good photo of the moment of impact, he wiped his cock across Larry's lips and he sucked what was left from his drooling cock eye. "Right lets try the sixty nine again shall we?" And for two more hours we tormented and tutored them in the subtle art of oral sex, and we were both happy that Alan could deep throat a decent sized cock without gagging and could swallow a decent load without choking, they were far from perfect, but it was getting late and I had work in the morning. The two of them were numb and exhausted, there would be other nights but something needed my attention, to make sure there were other nights. "OK, I think that'll do for tonight. Alan, strip the bed and remake it I'll be back in a minute. You, come with me." I had fitted a collar around Larry's neck and I led him like a dog to his room. "Where is your suitcase?" I asked him "Up there Mistress Fiona." He said indicating above the door. "Get it down." He got off of his knees and brought the suitcase down and laid it on the bed. "Pack it!" I ordered. "All of your clothes." I searched around in cupboards and drawers in the laundry until I was certain he had packed everything. As he was putting the last of his clothes in the case I picked up his briefcase and flicked the catches open; in there was his passport and personal papers, birth certificate, professional qualifications, a lot of stuff I would go through tomorrow. I picked up his mobile phone, wallet and keys from the bedside table and put it in my pocket. Jo stood in the doorway putting on her coat she had run a brush through her hair and freshened up and looked every inch the data clerk that she was. When he had finished packing we went out to Jo's car, and he put his case in the boot of her car along with his briefcase I threw his phone in there and Jo shut the lid. "It's been quite a day," she said. "Aye." I agreed. I gave her a hug and she got in her car and reversed out of the drive, and drove away. Larry's Story I was led back to my room, by Fiona, like a dog and she ordered me to pack. She was kicking me out, I thought; she had had her fun with me and now she was getting rid of me, and after the last few hours I wanted nothing more and I quickly tried to do as she asked, the first doubts set in as to her intentions was when she went through my briefcase and picked up my wallet and put them in her pocket. I took my case out to Mistress Josephine's car and watched as she drove away. I was on my knees naked in her front garden in tears. "You are going nowhere laddie," she told me, "you are mine." To be continued ... ...