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The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 01

By: KaylaG



Nick was right in the middle of a firefight in an online shooter when he heard a knock on his door. His roommate Brian stuck his head in. "Hey Nick. Rent's due tomorrow, make sure you have it for me." Oh shit, Nick thought to himself.

Nick was regularly late with the rent. His website design job paid fairly well and let him work from home, but there were more important things like new video games or beers with his friends that he needed that money for. It wasn't like it was a big deal, Brian had a great job, he could pay for it all himself. Nick didn't even understand why Brian even wanted him for a roommate, he wasn't into weightlifting or sports like most of Brian's friends, he had never been athletic and was more of the artsy type. Brian's muscular frame and masculine features made him look tiny by comparison, and he had grown his blond hair out past his shoulders to emulate his rock idols in sharp contrast to Brian's short cropped hair. Still, they got along well and the only time Brian was upset was when Nick missed a rent payment.

The next day Nick was gaming again when he heard Brian get back to their house. After a few minutes he was at Nick's door again. "Hey Nick. It's Friday, do you have rent for me?"

"Hey Brian. Sorry man, I got the new Call of Duty game a couple days ago and I don't have anything left over. I'll get it to you next week, promise."

"This is two weeks now Nick. I can cover you again this time, but this is serious. We need to come up with a way to make sure you have the money for me."

"OK, I'm really sorry, it won't happen again"

To Nick's relief Brian left the room. Thank god. What's his problem? He knows I'm good for it. 

A couple of hours later Brian called Nick into the kitchen. "Nick, I've had enough. I've been thinking of ways to get you to finally pay your fair share of rent, and I've come up with an idea. 

"The way it works is simple. First off, I wipe your debt out. You don't owe me for last week, and you don't owe me for today. Starting next week if you don't have the money you'll receive a penalty that will stay in effect until you have paid. If you miss the one after that, the next level of penalty will be put into place. These penalties will continue to compound until you are able to pay yourself up to date. Do you understand?"

"Sure, Brian, I guess. What kind of penalties?" Nick was a bit worried. He couldn't really afford to live on his own and Brian was a great roommate, but this talk of penalty was starting to remind Nick of his parents. I can't move back in with them, Nick thought. They had kicked him out a year ago after they caught him with weed and Brian was the one who helped him get back on his feet.

"Each time you miss a rent payment you'll start that penalty and I'll tell you what the next one will be. If you're smart, you won't miss any payments past there. If you decide to keep skipping rent and keep compounding the penalties, you'll only have yourself to blame."

"Ok, ok, I get it. Let's just hear the first one."

"If you miss next rent, you will clean the house daily until you have made it up. Sweep and mop floors, wipe counters, and tidy up after us."

That doesn't sound too bad. Maybe this won't be too awful. "Ok, you're on. Don't worry Brian, I'll have rent for you next week."

***

Nick said he'd have rent next week, and he meant it. He got a good cheque Monday for designing a site for a local pawn shop, and went out for beers with his buddies to celebrate. Tuesday he took a trip to his favourite video game store and they had a rare Japanese copy of his favourite game, so he just had to buy it. On Wednesday his laptop died and cost him $150 to fix, and when Friday morning rolled around he was left with barely enough in his chequing account to buy groceries.

Nick considered his options. He didn't really mind cleaning... it'd take under an hour a day, and besides, it'd only be for a few days until he gets the cash together.

That night when Brian got home from the gym Nick found him in the kitchen. "Hey Brian... sorry man, some things have gone wrong and I don't have rent for you today. I guess I'll get started cleaning first thing in the morning."

Brian sighed. "I was afraid this would happen. I'm going to have to go a bit tougher on you from now on or you're never going to take this seriously. If you keep wasting your rent money on going out with friends, I'll make it tougher to go out with your friends. Next time you miss rent, your penalty is to shave all your body hair and to keep clean shaven until you have paid me back. In addition to this, you will wear light makeup every day. Just some mascara and lip gloss for now, enough for me to be able to tell you're wearing it. Your friends probably won't notice your smooth arms and legs or the makeup, but I assume you won't want to take that risk."

"Wow... ok. That's kind of weird, man." Nick nervously laughed.

"I am not concerned with your opinion of it, as long as you pay your rent. Let me know when you finish cleaning tomorrow so I can inspect it."

***

The next week flew by. Nick actually kind of liked the cleaning, but he didn't like how Brian had been acting. The day after rent had been due Brian had put a small box in his bathroom containing a pink razor, a bottle of women's shaving lotion, a tube of Maybelline mascara, and a tube of Maybelline "Cherry Kiss" lip gloss. "As a reminder" he said. Some reminder, thought Nick. How could I forget. He tucked the box away in a cupboard.

Brian was happy to see Nick had that week's rent on time. "Seems my idea is working! You're still on the hook for cleaning until you're caught up, but this is a good start! Maybe you won't be shaving after all." He laughed. Very funny thought Nick. I'll be caught up in no time, just wait. I won't be caught dead wearing that stuff.

Nick made the next week too, and he had enough in his account to be covered for Friday with a good amount of extra left over. He decided to go out Thursday night with some buddies to a bar downtown. The next morning he woke up with a huge hangover and when he went out to the kitchen there was a note from Brian. "Nick, rent's due today, please have it for me when I get home from work". Ugh, I guess I have to walk to the bank.

When he selected his usual withdrawal, the machine beeped and spit out a receipt. "Insufficient Funds" it read. A cold chill settled in his stomach. Oh no. What did I do last night? He went home and logged on to his online banking. Taxi - $12, that's ok. Irish pub, $155! ATM $100! I'm screwed! Nick frantically called some friends. None of them were willing to lend him any money. "Look Nick," his friend Jeremy told him, "it's nothing personal, but you still haven't paid back the $120 you borrowed last year for your laptop repair. I just can't lend you any more."

That night Nick tried desperately to explain. "Brian, I got way too drunk last night and spent a ton of money. I'm really sorry, can you cover me just this once? I swear I'll get you money first thing Monday."

Brian looked grim. "Nick, I don't know if you were aware of this, but you missed a total of 12 weeks of rent for stuff like this last tear. That's 3 months worth – all emergencies, all you swore to pay back but never did. I have to be strict with you or you'll never learn.

"You will present yourself to me in the morning for inspection. I will insure you're fully shaved and wearing your makeup, and I will tell you your next penalty should you miss another week."

***

An hour later Nick was in the bathroom. He retrieved the box from the drawer and opened it, laying out the razor, shaving lotion, mascara, and lip gloss on the counter. He weighed his options. He couldn't afford to move out, he didn't even have the money to pay his current rent let alone pay a deposit for a new place. He couldn't refuse or Brian would kick him out and he'd be homeless. He'd lived on the streets for 3 weeks after his parents kicked him out and Brian had been the only one to offer to help him out. He'd burnt his bridges with his friends that could take him in, and his folks would never let him move back in. I guess it's not too bad, he thought. At least it won't be too noticeable.

The shaving lotion had a fruity strawberry smell. Nick lathered his legs and started shaving, taking care not to cut himself. It took longer than expected, he moved slowly shaving behind his knees, up his thighs and around his cock and balls. For some reason his clean shaven cock looked almost... feminine, he thought to himself. As he worked higher, the combination of the smell and the smooth feel of his legs and groin felt nice and he found himself getting aroused. He had to use a small hand mirror to shave his round ass and when he saw it in the mirror he was surprised at how nice it looked pink and clean shaven. He had barely any chest hair or arm hair, but he did note that his arms seemed more slender and graceful without the hair. He took a long, hot shower and felt ashamed at how much he was enjoying the feeling of his silky smooth legs. When he had dried himself off he put on a pair of sweatpants and shivered as the soft fabric rubbed on the bare skin. He saw himself in the mirror and noticed he was blushing. Get a hold of yourself, he thought, you're a man. He carefully applied the mascara and lip gloss in the mirror. The mascara was only noticeable if you were looking for it, but he was dismayed that the lip gloss gave his lips a light pink sheen that stood out more than he'd like. I guess it's not too bad, I can say it's chapstick if anyone notices.

***

The next morning Nick put on a coat of mascara and lip gloss and went to find Brian. He found him at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee and reading the paper. "Well," Brian said "let me get a look at you." He stood up and stood over Nick. "The lip gloss is nice, it suits you. The mascara brings your eyes out, too. You should've been wearing these all along." Nick felt his face burning with embarrassment. "Take your pants off. I want to ensure you followed instructions."

"Please Brian, I'll just pull my pants up a bit at the bottom, you can see."

"No. You will do as I say as long as you're in my debt. I won't ask again."

Nick's face was bright red as he dropped his pants and boxers, exposing his pink shaved cock and ass. Brian made a slow circle around him, before stopping directly in front. "It was wise of you to do as I say. That kind of cooperation will make this whole agreement much more painless for both of us. You can pull your pants back up now.

Nick knelt down to pull his sweatpants back up his smooth legs. "Now, you will be remaining clean shaven and wearing makeup until you have repaid me. I trust that the constant feeling of your skin and the regular application of your makeup will be enough of a reminder to keep your finances in check. In the event that it is not, however, this is the next level of penalty." Brian opened a cupboard and took out a rectangular box. "Open it." He placed the box in front of Nick.

Nick nervously opened the box. Inside the box there were 3 matching bra and panty sets. One black with white lace trim, one violet, and one pink with tiny pearl white bows. He gingerly picked up the pink set, feeling the satiny fabric between his fingers. "No, Brian... this is too far."

Brian moved close to Nick, cornering him against the table and towering over him. Nick felt completely physically overpowered by the sheer size of Brian and slunk down a bit, but the table was blocking him from moving away. "Let me make this clear, Nick. You do NOT get to say 'no' to me as long as you owe me money. I can have you out of this house in a heartbeat. I make the calls until then. I decide what you do and when you do it. If you miss your next rent payment, you will wear lingerie until you're settled up, no negotiation. Is that completely understood?"

Nick nodded timidly. "Ok, man... ok. No big deal, alright? It's cool..."

Brian backed off. "Good. I was worried we'd have some trouble. Now get to your cleaning, I have work to do."

The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 02



As much as Nick hated to admit it, he was getting used to the feeling of his smooth skin. For the past month his roommate Brian had been making him shave twice a week as well as wear mascara and lip gloss that he was made to reapply whenever his lips lost their baby-pink sheen. He wasn't going to miss it, though, that was for sure. He'd been doing well with work recently and had not only been able to make every week's rent, he also almost had enough stashed away to square up with Brian. "Thank god" Nick thought to himself. Brian had really been taking this whole thing seriously. He checked on Nick's lips and mascara multiple times daily and ever since he had come home from work to find Nick without makeup he'd been making him send pictures at random times while he was at work. It was extremely humiliating, but Brian had him up against a wall. He either had to live with it or live on the streets, and that wasn't something he could do, so he kept himself shaved, kept his lips glossy, and saved money to buy his masculinity back.

Going out with his friends had been nerve-wracking. He skipped the pizza dinner, met them at the dim bar after dark, and wore a long-sleeve shirt to hide his shaved arms. He didn't think anyone had noticed anything, but his friend Owen had looked quizzically at him at one point and said "dude, there's something different about you... I just can't put my finger on it." Nick nervously laughed it off, but inside he was terrified someone would notice something. His worst scare of the night was when everyone clinked glasses for a cheers and he noticed the soft pink lip gloss mark on the rim of his glass. He quickly pulled his beer back and tried to subdue the nervous feeling in his stomach. "Nobody noticed" he thought. "If they had noticed, they'd have said something."

Since that night he'd turned his friends down for their weekly night out. He was looking forward to going out with them again this weekend once he was paid off. No lip gloss, no mascara, just himself the way he used to be (well, when the hair grew back). He spent his Friday humming to himself as he went about his daily cleaning and work, and couldn't even stop himself from smiling when he sent Brian the requested picture at lunch. He practically skipped to the plaza nearby to take out Brian's money and stopped in at the liquor store to buy himself a 6 pack of his favourite craft beer as a reward for doing so well. "I'm free!" he rejoiced, almost out loud. 

That night he handed Brian the envelope of money and waited while he counted the bills. "It's all here, congratulations Nick. I didn't think you had it in you, I'm glad to see my plan worked this quickly." Despite this it seemed like Brian was a bit disappointed. 

"Awesome!" Nick shouted. "If you need me, I am going to wash this stupid makeup off, take a long shower, and then drink some beer and start growing this hair back." 

Brian laughed and shook his head. "Congrats again buddy, you did well. Hopefully this is a valuable lesson in how to handle your finances like an adult."

That night Nick was feeling great. He got out of the shower, toweled himself off, and looked at himself in the mirror. It almost felt weird seeing himself without the makeup now. Grabbing the makeup off the counter and shoving it in a drawer he muttered to himself "I won't be needing these anymore!" He went to the kitchen, opened one of his beers and went back to his room. 

5 beers later Nick was feeling fantastic. Dancing to the kitchen, he grabbed the last beer and went back to his room, shutting his door behind him. He put the beer on his desk and went back to surfing the internet. Absorbed in his surfing, he lost track of time a bit and snapped out of it when he heard his cell phone ringing. He reached over to grab it and knocked his beer over. Frantically grabbing for the bottle as it tumbled end over end, he shouted out but couldn't stop it before it landed on top of his PC pouring beer right inside. It was too late, his PC sparked a few times and shut down completely. With a sinking feeling he opened it and desperately tried drying off the inside, but he knew it wouldn't work. Sighing in a defeated way he unplugged it and went to bed.

***

The next morning Nick took a morning bus to the store he had bought the PC at. The man behind the counter was very amused at his story and told him to wait while he assessed the damage. Nick impatiently waited while the repair man looked his PC over, and he soon came back. "Well, the good news is your hard drive is fine so you won't have lost any work. The bad news is the power supply, motherboard and memory are all fried, so you'll basically need a brand new machine. We've got some specials on right now, take a look and see if there's anything you like."

There was no way Nick could earn a living without his PC. There was no way Nick could afford to buy a new PC, he'd just given all his money to Brian. Unless...

Brian was at the table reading a book when Nick approached him that afternoon. Nick walked up and cleared his throat. "So, uh, Brian. My computer died last night, and I need a new one. Do you think maybe... I could borrow some money?" Brian looked up from his book and stared at Nick.

"I suppose that could happen. Yesterday you gave me this week's rent plus the 2 back weeks you owed. How much of that would you need back?"

Nick studied the floor and responded quietly. "Um... actually... all of it."

Brian didn't respond. Nick looked up and met his gaze. When he saw Nick was looking him in the eyes Brian flatly spoke. "I have it here. You know what to do."

Nick did know what to do. 

***

An hour later Nick was once again clean shaven and had the familiar taste of lip gloss back on his lips. Shaving and putting the makeup on had felt like routine by now, but when he opened the box and saw the lingerie he was overcome by nerves. "I can't do this. I just can't. I'm a man, god damnit, and men don't wear frilly bras and panties." After a few minutes of struggling he got himself back under control. His options didn't seem too great. There was a soft violet pair that he immediately discounted as too girly of a colour. The shiny pink pair had small pearl white bows decorating it, and he definitely couldn't pick that pair. That left the black pair with white lace trim. He slowly slid them up his legs and noticed that the soft silky fabric felt fantastic cupping his hairless balls and shaft but he could feel the thong cut worming deeper each time he moved around. The bra was a bit trickier. It took him a few times before he figured out to clip it in front of him before spinning it around and putting his arms through the holes. 

His reflection in the mirror was worrying. Before, his slim waist and hairless body had looked androgynous but he could still retain his masculinity. With the bra and panties on, however, at first glance you'd be hard pressed to tell him apart from a girl. His long blonde hair didn't help the illusion. To his shame, his cock barely stood out behind the panties, and his ass was what him and his buddies would've called a bubble butt. After putting his clothes back on over the lingerie he examined his shape closely. The panties weren't noticeable at all, but from the side he could see where the bra cups stuck out from his chest and he could see a faint outline of white lace through his shirt from the front. He took a few deep breaths, steadied himself, and went to find Brian.

Brian looked up when he entered the room. "I trust you've met the terms of the agreement?"

Nick couldn't make eye contact with Brian. "I have. As demanded."

"Take your clothes off. Let me inspect you."

Nick dropped his pants to his ankles and slowly took his t-shirt off. Brian stood up and circled him slowly, looking him up and down before pulling a chair over and sitting down in front of Nick. "Before you put your clothes back on, we need to go over some further rules."

"You didn't say anything about more rules!"

"I'm saying it now." Brian motioned toward the table where the envelope of cash was sitting. "If you want to borrow my money, you'll borrow it on my terms. Do you object?" Nick was silent. "Good. First, I prefer to lend money to people who treat me with respect. From now on you will address me as "sir" whenever you speak to me. If I tell you to do something, the response will be "yes, sir". Is that clear?"

Nick hesitated but gave in. "Yes. I mean... yes, sir."

"Second, the next penalty. If you fail to make your payment again, arrangements will be made with my friend Karen who runs a salon on this end of town. You'll have an appointment with her to have your hair cut and styled to my choice as well as a makeover with lessons, a manicure, and a pedicure. From that point forward while you are in my debt you will keep your hair styled and nails polished, along with a bare minimum of foundation, eye shadow, eye liner, mascara, and lipstick or gloss."

"No fucking way!" Nick shouted. 

With a sudden movement Brian reached out and jerked Nick off his feet and over his lap. Nick tried to struggle but Brian's strong arms held him face down over his lap. Brian's hand gently massaged his butt for a couple seconds before he raised it and brought it down sharply. *SMACK* "You will never" *SMACK* Nick cried out at the sharp pain. "say no to me" *SMACK* Nick felt his legs helplessly kicking air as he squirmed under Brian's firm grip. "ever. Do you understand?" Nick hesitated. *SMACK*

"OK, OK! I won't say no! I won't!"

*SMACK* "That's not how I taught you to speak to me. Try it again."

"Ow! Yes, sir, I won't say no again sir!"

Brian's hold on Nick released and Nick pulled himself off and back to his feet. His ass was on fire and he couldn't stop himself from crying a little bit at the shame and pain. Brian looked sternly at him shaking. "That's better. I didn't want to have to do that, but you needed a strong lesson on who's in charge around here. Now put your clothes back on and go wash yourself up, your mascara is running."



The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 03



Nick had never been so humiliated in his life. His mascara was running down his eyes from where he'd been crying, making him a pitiful sight. The bright red mark on his ass stung when he touched it. To his shame, he could make out a clear white handprint right in the center. Frustrated and embarrassed at how easily Brian had done this to him he took his time washing his face and briefly considered skipping his makeup before he decided risking being over Brian's knee again wasn't worth it. If Brian wanted him to wear the lingerie and makeup he'd do it, just until he got the money together again. 

When he got back to his bedroom the envelope of cash was laying on his desk. "At least I can get my PC back up and running" he thought as he grabbed it. He bundled himself up in thick jeans and a heavy sweater to disguise the telltale signs of the bra and panties and headed to the computer store.

The guy at the store was friendly. "Got the cash now? OK, we'll get her running again. It's Saturday now, we're closed Sunday and we've got a lineup of jobs, so come back in Thursday, we'll have it ready for you." 

"Thursday?" Nick's mind raced with panic. He owed another week's rent on Friday. There was no way he could earn enough money to pay a whole new payment on Friday after only having his computer for a day. "Are you sure you can't have it any earlier? It's really important to me..."

The man wouldn't budge. Nick left in a huff, trying to think of ways he could raise the money. He stormed back to his room and slammed the door angrily. His bum was too sore to sit down and he couldn't keep his attention on video games, so he went to sleep in frustration.

***

The next week was terrible for Nick. The thong cut panties constantly rode up reminding him of his predicament, and every time he was near a mirror he noticed the obvious outline of his bra through his shirt. To top it off, Brian was constantly "reminding" him of things to clean and Nick had to answer any questions with "yes, sir"! Thursday couldn't come fast enough, and when it did Nick went to finally pick up his PC from the store as soon as it opened. He practically ran home to start it up and see if he could finish enough work to get some money before the next day. His inbox was filled with disappointment. "Nick, you haven't returned my mail for almost a week!" one email shouted. "I can't work with someone who doesn't even respond to me. Consider our agreement over." He assessed the damage. Overall he'd lost 4 of his clients and was left with only large scale jobs. They would pay great, but there was nothing that he could finish in 1 day, possibly not even in 1 week. "I can't deal with another week of calling him 'Sir' ", Nick frantically thought "and if I don't get that money by tomorrow I'm going to be worse off!"

***

Nick sat in Brian's passenger seat fuming. It was Saturday morning, and they were on their way to Nick's salon day. Exhaustion had caught up with him Friday morning after he worked through the night trying to complete a job, and when Brian had found him Friday evening he hadn't made a dime. So, here he was. "You know, you are going to be treated like a princess today. Karen makes her living pampering women, if you could relax you might enjoy yourself. From what I'm told it's very pleasant. You don't want me to hear that you've been uncooperative."

"Sir, I don't want to be treated like a princess! I'm a man!"

Brian chuckled. "Nick, you're wearing lingerie, you're totally hairless, and you're even wearing makeup. Now is not the time to pretend you're some macho man."

The rest of the ride was spent in silence with Nick ashamed, frightened, and angry. He couldn't believe Brian was doing this to him. He couldn't believe Brian was ENJOYING doing this to him. When he'd confessed he didn't have this week's rent last night Brian hadn't even been upset, just smiled and told him to be ready for a 10AM appointment. It was almost worse than the stern warnings he'd gotten previously, Brian almost seemed excited for Nick to fail.

The salon was busy when they arrived. Nick felt paralyzed when he saw the crowd of ladies inside, but Brian went around, opened his door and held out his hand. "Miss?" Nick shot him a glare but took his hand and followed him inside. Brian led him straight to the front counter where a petite teenager waited. "Good morning. We have an appointment for Nick for the full treatment with Karen."

"She's in the back. Just a moment sir." 

The girl returned a moment later followed by a breathtaking young woman in a form-fitting red dress. "Brian! Great to see you as always. And this is Nick? I'm told you are here for the Princess treatment? What a treat! We usually only do that for groups for special occasions like bachelorette parties, but Brian's such a great friend I cleared my schedule. Not everyone gets a chance like this, you should thank him!"

The room had gone quiet. Nick could feel every eye in the place on him. Some of the women were murmuring to each other while they stared at him, giggling to themselves. Nick felt himself turn beet red as he looked over at Brian. "Thank you, sir." he reluctantly said. 

Brian was beaming. "Only the best for my princess. I'll be back in 4 hours. You and Karen have fun!"

Karen led the blushing boy to a chair in front of a sink at the back of the salon. He sat as requested and she started brushing his long blonde hair back. "You're lucky to have such gorgeous hair, Nick! It'll look just amazing when we finish. I love your lip gloss too, it suits you so well. Did you pick it yourself?"

"Uh, no miss, Brian got it for me."

Karen smiled. "He's so thoughtful. He really has a great sense for what will bring out the best in people. Lay your head back please."

The warm water was soothing and the exhausted Nick felt himself getting more and more relaxed as Karen massaged his head and washed his hair. When she finished she wrapped his hair in a baby pink towel and pointed to it in a mirror. "Princess" was written in sparkly red letters along the edge of the towel. "Don't you love it?! You can take it home with you, it's part of the package. Unfortunately we have to clean Brian's gloss off your lips, but it'll be worth it. Let's move up front now and get the real fun started."

To Nick's dismay Karen led him to a chair right beside the front window within full view of the street. He was instructed to lean his head back and close his eyes, and Karen called 2 girls over to help. He felt one remove his shoes and start massaging his feet in a tub of warm water, while the other girl did the same to his hands. As much as he hated to think it, he was enjoying himself. The massages were incredibly relaxing and he found himself easily conversing with Karen as she cut his hair. The massages were replaced by the girls trimming and shaping his nails and separating his toes with small pieces of foam before they began to apply polish. He tried to look but Karen gently pulled his head back upright. "You can see when we're all done. Until then, no peeking!" 

The girls gave him 3 coats of polish on his fingers and toes as Karen finished cutting his hair. "Now for the main event." Karen opened a large case on a nearby table. Inside was the largest collection of makeup Nick had ever seen. Karen walked him through application step by step as she did his face, teaching him how to use foundation, blush, powder, eye shadow, eye liner ("I'm using liquid for right now, but I'll send you home with a soft pencil that you can smudge to get a really smoldering bedroom look" Karen winked at him), mascara, and lip liner followed by lipstick ("You're lucky to have such pouty lips! Brian will adore them, just wait"). Nick didn't enjoy the makeup, but he HATED when she spent almost 5 minutes plucking his eyebrows. Whenever he moved his face he felt the makeup on his skin and he could feel and taste the waxy feeling lipstick coating his lips.

Finally two girls carried over a large mirror covered with a sheet and placed it in front of Nick. "Are you ready?" Karen asked him. She walked over and ripped off the sheet.

Nick's heart stopped. There was no mistaking the woman in front of him for a boy. His golden hair fell in loose curls around his face. His eyes were rimmed in a thin black line that flicked off the edge of his eye in a small wing. Shimmering violet eyeshadow surrounded it, making his blue eyes seem intense and alluring. His eyebrows were shaped in a delicate arch and even he had to admit pouty was the perfect word for his soft pink lips, made up into a perfect cupids bow. He gasped and brought his hand over his mouth where he saw his nails, shaded violet to match his eyes and covered in a glossy finish. 

"I knew you'd love it!" Karen gushed. "Brian's paid for one of every kind of makeup we used today, so you can just follow my instructions to recreate this look! I've also included some other shadows and lipsticks as well as some pencil liner, so you've got no excuse to not experiment" she teased. Nick nodded mutely. "Here he is now. I'll let you have your first impression" Karen spun around and was off.

Brian slowly walked over to Nick. "Wow. You look even more stunning than I imagined. Your hair fits you perfectly. Shall we go?" Brian called for Karen. "I hope he didn't give you any trouble?"

"He was a darling Brian. Although the way he looks right now I'd say he's trying to get into some trouble..." Karen winked at Nick. "Here you are, as requested." She handed Nick an open box filled with a stash of makeup and the pink Princess towel. "Come back anytime Nick, a friend of Brian's is a friend of ours."

Brian held the car door open for Nick and got in the driver side. He pulled the car out of the parking lot and it was a few blocks before he said anything. "I'm glad you went through with that, I was afraid I'd have to punish you more. Karen's a good friend of mine and it means a lot to me that you didn't give her a hard time."

"You may be wondering why I haven't told you the next penalty yet. To tell you the truth I wanted to see how today went before I decided what I should do. You'll find out soon enough, but for now we have something to discuss. To put it bluntly, the name Nick is no longer fitting. You are no more a Nick now than you are a David or a Tom. When you are in my debt, your name will be Nicole. Do you like that name, Nicole?"

Nick looked down at the floor of the car. "No sir, I don't like it."

Brian reached over and flipped down the mirror on the back of the sun visor. "Take a good look at yourself. Do you look like a Nick or a Nicole?"

The woman in the mirror looked deeply back at him. The pink lips moved and he heard a voice say "Nicole, sir." 

"That's good. I agree."

The ride continued in silence until Nick noticed Brian take a right turn. "Sir, your house was left there."

"Nicole, we're not going home. If you fail to make your rent payment again, I will replace your wardrobe with entirely clothing of my choice. We will spend the afternoon buying that clothing."

Nick started panicking. "Sir, I can't go shopping! Not like this!"

Brian smirked. "I was hoping you'd say that. You would stand out, the way you are currently. Those jeans, that t-shirt and those shoes are hopelessly at odds with the rest of your look and people will wonder why that girl is dressed like a boy. Some may even notice that you're not a girl at all." Nicole waited nervously for him to continue. "I'm willing to purchase you a more suitable outfit for shopping, we can find it at the first store and you can wear it out. All you have to do is ask me."

Nick felt himself burning with embarrassment. "How did it come to this?" he thought. It felt so sudden, like he'd never had a chance to really stop it. "Sir... would you please buy me an outfit for shopping?"

"I would be glad to, my dear."

***

The mall was packed. Brian led Nick by the hand to the change rooms at the back of a large department store. "Wait here, Nicole. I'll bring you something more suitable."

Nick spent the time until Brian returned silently stewing at the predicament he was in. When Brian got back he handed 2 packages through the door. "Put these on and hand me your clothes." Nick opened the first package, feeling the soft fabric and unfolding it into a yellow sun dress. The next package was a pair of white sandals with a small heel that buckled around the ankle. Nick pulled the dress over his head and watched in the mirror as the fabric fell loosely around his slender body. The hemline was mid-thigh, and the dress moved and caught the air as he moved around. He slipped the sandals on and was surprised to find the low heel was actually fairly natural to walk on. His violet toes accented the white of the shoes below the dress.

He opened the door and felt vulnerable and exposed when Brian hungrily looked him up and down. "Can we please just go? I feel like everyone's watching me."

Brian smiled at her. "They are, Nicole. You're a very pretty girl, you deserve to be watched. Shall we?" He put his arm around Nick's waist and led him out into the mall.

By the time the pair left the mall Nick was exhausted. Brian had dragged him in and out of store after store, making him try on more clothes than he ever had in his life. Brian even forced him into a lingerie store, where he not only purchased more pairs of panties and bras for Nick to wear daily, but also bought a garter belt with sheer black stockings and worst of all a corset that he delighted in having the sales girl fit on Nick. The sales girl made flirty conversation as she laced Nick up tightly. "Is this a present for you? Or maybe it's really a present for him..." cocking her head toward Brian. She gave Nick a knowing look and he blushed. "Ah, as I suspected. Well, I'm sure he'll love it."

Nick mentally tallied up what Nick had bought. 6 pairs of panties, 6 bras, 1 garter with stockings, 1 corset, 8 dresses, 6 skirts, 7 blouses, 4 pairs of shoes from the white sandals to a pair of deadly looking stiletto heels (Nick would've thought of them as "fuck-me shoes" if he had have seen anyone else wearing them), and finally a bikini. He'd been tallying what Brian was spending and by the time they left he'd spent well over what Nick owed him. "That bastard" Nick thought to himself. A sinking feeling in his stomach told him Brian had bigger plans in mind than just rent money.



The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 04



Nick spent the next week trying to keep his mind off his closet full of women's clothes. Brian was getting more controlling as the money owed kept increasing, and now he was texting "Nicole" at random times during the day demanding a selfie to see if his makeup was done or to make sure he was wearing a bra and panties at all times. 

Unfortunately for Nick he'd barely been able to get any work done over the past week. His daily makeup and hair routine took him close to an hour before it passed Brian's strict inspection, and by the time he was dressed and had cleaned the house it felt like half the day had passed. When Friday rolled around and the fact he'd be short again sunk in he tried to enjoy the last of his time in male clothes before he sunk into the inevitable.

Brian was again pleased to hear he couldn't make his payment. Saturday morning he woke Nick up bright and early and told him to go shower and get ready. By the time Nick had his hair and makeup done and returned to his room wearing his daily lingerie, Brian had ransacked his room and put all his male clothing into a large locking chest. Making a show of snapping the lock shut and pocketing the key, he turned to Nick. "Nicole, I'll leave this chest in the basement. If I find out you've tried to sneak something out of it you will be severely punished, and I don't want to do that to you. I don't think you want that either, but maybe you do..." he gently stroked Nick's pantied ass. Nick shuddered. The worst part about the week since his makeover had been how touchy Brian had gotten with him. Nick could barely walk by in the hallway without Brian pulling him closer by the waist, rubbing his ass or worse, giving him playful spanks as he walked around. It was all Nick could do not to be sick, but he was forced to smile and say "thank you, sir" when Brian complimented his appearance. Now that he was going to be dressed as a woman full time, he knew it wouldn't stop.

"Since it's your first day, I'll let you pick your outfit. Make it sexy for me. All the shoes you own now are high heels, that wasn't a mistake. Between noon and midnight you must be wearing heels at all times, and you will be punished if I catch you barefoot. I'll be waiting in the living room for you."

Finally Nick was alone. He took a few minutes to himself before opening his closet, now entirely dresses, skirts, blouses and lingerie, and fingering through his options. He finally settled on a dress that he hoped wouldn't draw too much attention, a forest green A-line halter dress that came to just below his knees. A pair of black suede booties with a 2" heel complimented the dress well, and he walked across the room a few times getting used to the feeling of walking in them. The heels caused his hips to sway as he walked and forced him to take shorter steps, and he noticed his walk was automatically more feminine. He took a deep breath and went out to meet Brian trying to ignore the click, click, click of his heels on the floor as he walked.

Brian whistled a low whistle when he walked in. "You are a vision of desire, Nicole." He walked over and circled Nick slowly, running his finger around his waist, along his bum, and down his thigh before stopping in front of him. Nick shivered at the light touch and Brian chuckled. "You seem nervous, Nicole. There's no reason to be nervous. You look like the kind of girl who is used to being wanted." He stepped forward and wrapped his hands around Nick's waist. "I spent a lot of money on these pretty clothes for my pretty girl. Show me how grateful you are, give me a kiss." 

Nick wished he was somewhere else, anywhere else but here with Nick's strong arms around him. He knew he couldn't kiss him, but he didn't dare refuse. He was paralyzed with indecision. Brian saw the expression on his face and moved in and down, kissing Nick's neck gently as a hand moved lower and started caressing his ass. An involuntary moan escaped Nick's lips when Brian gently bit his earlobe. "I'll ask once more" Nick felt Brian's hot breath as he spoke quietly in his ear. "Give me a kiss."

A wave of nervousness, shame, and arousal swept over Nick, making his knees go weak. His legs gave out but as he fell he felt Brian's strong arms holding him up. His arms reached up and around Brian's neck, and he felt himself moving in for a kiss. "I can't be doing this" he thought. His lips grazed Brian's. "This is wrong" he felt Brian gently bite his bottom lip and breathed hard. "I'm a man!" Their tongues met, and his mind went blank as he sunk into the kiss. 

Nick lost track of how long their kiss was. When he regained his senses he was still in Brian's embrace and could feel his hand stroking his ass through the dress. He turned bright crimson. "That wasn't... I mean, I didn't want to... I mean..."

"Shhhh" Brian placed a finger over Nick's trembling lips. "You did want to, whether you admit it or not. I wanted to, too. And like it or not, you enjoyed it." That part was true. Nick had kissed his fair share of girls, but he had never had a kiss like that, that had left him powerless and that he had felt deep down inside himself.

Brian stepped back. "Nicole, I don't demand much of you. I do, however, expect you to treat me with some affection, and that includes a kiss when I get home from work, among other times. You're my girl, and I'm your man, so it's part of our arrangement. Speaking of our arrangement, next Friday when you fail to pay rent you will be given a choice of penalties. You will either have your ears pierced 3 times in each ear, or you will have your ears pierced once and have your belly button pierced. I can't decide which I like more, so you can pick for yourself. You're dismissed, I'll be in here if you need me."

"T-thank you sir" Nick stammered before leaving the room shakily. 

The rest of the day was a blur. All he could think about while he was trying to work was Brian's lips, the way he'd submitted to Brian's strength, how powerless he had felt in Brian's arms. All he could think about was how right it had felt. His dreams were no escape.

***

As usual, Brian hadn't been kidding. Monday afternoon a text message from him arrived. "Nicole, I'll be home in 15 minutes. I want my pretty girl to meet me at the door." The same Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. On Thursday evening when Nick returned to his room he was surprised to find an email from one of his old buddies.

"Nick, bro! It's been forever! I know you've been dodging our calls, probably busy with your work or whatever, but tomorrow we're taking you out for beers if we have to take you kicking and screaming. We'll pick you up at 8 at your place. Can't say no, dude!"

Nick swallowed hard. His buddies weren't the type to joke around like that, if they said they'd be here no matter what they'd be here. He knew Brian would let them in, he had been teasing him about why he hadn't been out drinking in a while ("Nicole, why haven't I seen your friends lately? You look great these days, you should want to show it off!"). He was going to have to ask for a day off. 

The best way to get Brian to agree to something like this was to butter him up. Nick knew he didn't have too much of a chance but he had to risk it and he had to make the best impression possible to do so. A shower was followed by a careful makeup session and a quick couple coats of nail polish. All the tricks Karen had taught him came to play. When he was satisfied he went through his closet until he found something he hadn't had the nerve to wear yet. It was a short red dress that was contoured to fit his body perfectly, giving him the illusion of curves. The bottom hugged his thighs and only barely covered his butt and would've undoubtedly showed panty lines if he wasn't wearing a thong. The dress came up to a halter top, tying in a bow behind his neck. He knew he had no choice but to wear the fuck-me shoes with a dress like this. He spent a few laps around the room getting used to the high spike heels and calming his stomach. Finally he knew he couldn't delay any longer.

Brian was watching TV when Nick strode in. He'd used silver eyeshadows and a smudged soft eyeliner to give himself eyes that radiated desire. His lips were done up in a bright cherry red and he stuck the bottom lip out slightly to give himself a poutier look. Brian looked over and switched off the TV. He slowly looked Nick up and down. Nick gave him a spin without being asked, showing off his shapely butt. 

Brian spoke slowly. "Nicole. What's the occasion?"

Nick struggled to find his voice. "I have a favour to ask of you, sir"

"Oh? What is it?"

Nick swallowed. It was now or never. "Can I please go out with my friends as Nick instead of Nicole tomorrow?"

Brian contemplated it for a long moment. Just when Nick thought he wasn't going to respond, he spoke. "That is a lot to ask, Nicole. We've worked very hard to try and ensure you're up to date on rent. One night off could undo a lot of effort."

"Please, sir. I'll be back in lingerie as soon as I get home, I promise. I wouldn't let you down." Nick hated playing this submissive role to Brian, but he'd been forced into a corner where he saw no other option. 

"Yes, I believe you would be, I think we both know that's your place. I need something more, though. I want you to prove to me that you belong to me. Do you have any ideas of how you could do that?"

Nick could barely speak. He had hoped Brian would simply let him go with some flattery, but it was obvious now that wasn't the case. "What... what kind of thing, sir?"

"Oh, Nicole, you're a very pretty and very creative girl. Can't you come up with any ideas to show that you belong to me, that you're my pretty girl?" Brian leaned back in his seat and opened his legs slightly wider. "I'm afraid if you can't come up with anything I won't be able to let you go out as Nick tomorrow. A pity."

The floor felt hard on Nick's knees as he slowly lowered himself to kneel in front of the chair. A voice in his head was screaming at him to stop but he pushed it back and tried to focus on happy thoughts. His bright red fingertips moved forward and slowly unzipped Brian's jeans. The bulge he felt underneath told him he had made the right choice. He slipped his fingers in through the fly and pulled Brian's cock out. Nick's eyes went wide when it popped out, thick and long and getting harder. Other than his own, Nick had never felt a cock before, and he simply stared at it for a moment. 

"Kiss it" Brian commanded him. Nick looked into Brian's eyes and realized what a sight he must be, a gorgeous blonde in a red dress on her knees looking up seductively before she takes the cock in her mouth. His heart was about to pound out of his rib cage as he slowly leaned forward and touched his lips to the head of Brian's dick. "That's it, Nicole. You can do it." A firm hand grabbed the back of Nick's head and pushed down gently, guiding the cock through his lips and into his mouth. His nose was filled with a musky smell. He gingerly moved his tongue around the shaft in his mouth and heard Brian groan. The hand let him back up briefly before pushing him down again, this time further down Brian's swelling cock. He continued to lick and suck as much as possible, focusing on breathing while Brian moved his head up and down. "Good girl, Nicole. You're my good girl." Nick couldn't believe how thick Brian's cock was. It was all he could do to keep his mouth open enough to take it, and when his head was pushed fully down his nose was still a couple inches away from touching Brian's body. 

Once Brian got into a rhythm Nick started to notice more details. He noticed his cherry red fingernails wrapped around the base of Brian's cock, matching a lipstick stain he'd left. He noticed his blonde hair bouncing as he bobbed up and down. He noticed Brian's groans as Nick's tongue worked around his shaft. He began to lose himself in the moment and felt his mind shift as he began to associate with Nicole and startled himself by letting out a low moan. Brian was no longer moving her head up and down, she was bobbing and sucking all on her own. The experience was intoxicating. Nicole began to notice she could make Brian groan by gently massaging his balls, or working her tongue around the head, or taking as much of his thick cock in her mouth as she could fit and sucking deeply. 

Nicole was so caught up in pleasuring Brian she barely noticed when he put both hands on the back of her head and held her down. Nick came to and frantically started begging but all that came out was a muffled "mmm! Mmmm!" 

The cock twitched and exploded, splattering in his mouth and down his throat. Brian's hands continued to hold Nick's head down and he had no choice but to swallow. "That's it, swallow it, that's a good girl." Brian released his grip and Nick fell backwards, the cock sliding out of his mouth with a pop. He felt something run out of the corner of his mouth and absent mindedly licked it up, tasting more of Brian's salty jizz. He looked up to see Brian smirking at him. "This is the start of a wonderful relationship, Nicole. You can go out as Nick tomorrow. After tonight, I have no doubt that you know you belong to me."



The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 05



Thanks for all the great comments, everyone! It means a lot that you are enjoying the series so far. Nicole has some interesting things in her future, stay tuned.

*****

Nick tossed and turned in bed. As hard as he tried, he couldn't get the blowjob off his mind. He could still smell Brian's manly scent, could still hear him groan "good girl", could still feel and taste the cum splashing the back of his throat...

He couldn't pretend this was just a silly prank any more. He'd sucked a cock. He'd done a great job, from what Brian told him (he hadn't asked). Brian had told him he was "a natural". Maybe it was true. What kind of a man lets his roommate force him into panties, order him to wear makeup and heels, and spank him when he disobeys? Then to top it all off, instead of standing up for himself and fighting, he had given Brian a blowjob! 

Tomorrow he was going to end it. He formulated a plan. Being out with his friends would clear his mind and give him a bit of liquid courage, plus he'd be back in boy clothes again. When he got home from that he'd give Brian a piece of his mind, really let him know that Nick wasn't his pet or plaything but was a man and he had to treat him like it. Nick drifted off dreaming of how his assertiveness would stun and shame Brian.

***

Midway through his cleaning Nick was surprised to hear Brian get home from work. Usually he didn't get home until at least late afternoon, it was barely noon. A call came down the hallway "I'm home, can I have a welcome kiss?"

Nick scampered down the hallway to Brian. "I didn't expect you home so soon, sir. Is something wrong?"

Brian pulled Nick into a deep kiss. Nick knew it was coming but something about the way Brian always pulled him off his feet when he kissed him made him feel helpless and small which he hadn't gotten used to. Their mouths separated and Brian gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. "Mmm, that's the tongue I remember! I don't think anything's wrong, but you tell me. Do you have some money for me? It's Friday."

Face burning with embarrassment at Brian's comment, Nick looked down. "No, I don't. I guess I'll get those piercings tomorrow. I still haven't decided which I will pick." Nick had no plans of getting any piercings. After he laid down the law with Brian, he'd be back in manhood.

"Well that's why I came home early, silly! I booked you an appointment for a half hour from now. You can decide in the car on the way."

Nick dumbly nodded his head and followed Brian out, his mind racing with ways to get out of it. He could crash the car. He could fake sick. The whole drive to the piercing studio his mind came up with new ideas for daring escapes and he'd build up nerve before chickening out and starting over again a minute later. Before he knew it they were there and he hadn't moved a muscle. Brian had opened the passenger door and held out his hand to help Nick out of the car, and Nick had let himself be led out of the car and inside the studio passively. 

Brian checked in at the counter. When he was asked what they were doing today he turned back, saying "it's a gift for my girl Nicole, now what did you decide sweetie?"

Nick snapped back to reality. Without thinking he blurted out "ears and bellybutton please". Brian smiled and complimented the choice. 

Nick was led behind a curtain into a back room and listened to the piercer and Brian make small talk while the needles were prepped. The piercer looked at Nick, saying "you'll feel a slight pinch now, ok? It'll be worth it, many girls your age get these piercings, they're very sexy". Nick felt a sharp but quick pain and looked down to see the piercer putting shiny pink balls on the ends of a curved barbell going through his bellybutton. "Don't worry, you'll be able to put some prettier jewelry in when it heals a bit better" the piercer chuckled at his shocked expression. 

His ears were next, pierced and decorated with small silver rings. Those weren't too bad, he thought. Tons of guys had ear piercings, the silver rings didn't look anything out of the ordinary. He was sure Brian would replace them as soon as he could, but for now he'd be OK.

***

Nick's friends picked him up and the group went out for beers. Nick tried to get back into the carefree way he had been with them and was really having a great time until they started talking about the girls they were seeing recently. They laughed and joked when one of the guys said his girlfriend hadn't given him head in weeks and he was almost to the point of just grabbing her head and holding it on his dick. Nick laughed along with them, but his mind was filled with images of Brian holding him down and making him bob on his cock. One of the guys turned to Nick. "So, Nick, you haven't been out in a while. Any action recently? When was your last blowjob?" Nick stammered and turned bright red but mumbled something about it'd been too long. He couldn't exactly tell them that he still had the taste in his mouth from giving a blowjob the night before...

***

Nick stumbled in well past midnight. The next morning after he showered, dressed, and did his makeup he went out to get some breakfast. Brian was at the kitchen table going over some papers. "How was your night, Nick? You promised me to be in lingerie as soon as you get home but I was asleep so I didn't check. I see you're dressed now, I'm glad you obeyed me."

"Actually, Brian, I've got something to say." Nick took a deep breath. It was now or never. Brian looked up at him. "I am not going to obey you anymore. I'm sick of you pushing me around and doing stuff like THIS" he pulled his violet halter top up, showing the pink bellybutton ring. "You think I'm some kind of pet you can order around and toy with, but you're wrong!"

Nick's confidence swayed a bit when Brian stood up from the table. He walked slowly over and stood in front of Nick. He towered over the smaller man and spoke. "Nick. You're wrong. You are some kind of a pet I can order around. You're *my* pet to order around." He opened a nearby drawer. Forcefully grabbing one of Nick's wrists, he slapped a handcuff from the drawer on it and spun him around, locking his hands together behind his back. Nick struggled against the handcuffs and started yelling, but was cut short by Brian smacking him hard across the face. He was stunned. Brian pulled a pink leather collar out of the drawer and showed it to Nick. It was decorated with white gemstones and had a silver loop for a leash along with a name tag at the front. Nick's heart sank when he read it. 

"Nicole. Property of Brian. You can't do this, Brian!"

"I can, and I am. You are going to learn your lesson the easy way or the hard way. You already denied the easy way." He wrapped the collar snugly around Nick's neck as he struggled with the handcuffs, clasping it in the back and securing the latch with a small silver padlock. He stepped back to view his work. "You look better. I can work with this. Now, I am going to show you what defying me gets you."

Brian angrily shoved Nick over to a table and handcuffed his ankles to the table legs with another pair of handcuffs. He then unclipped the handcuffs behind his back and cuffed his wrists to the table legs at the other end of the table, leaving Nick bent over the table and stretched out totally unable to move. Brian stood back and watched Nick struggle with the bonds for a couple minutes, then started rummaging through the drawer and placing some objects behind Nick. Frantically trying to turn his head enough to see, Nick tried to guess what the objects were but wasn't able to pick them out. After a few minutes of preparation, Brian walked up in front of the bound Nick. Craning his head allowed Nick to see Brian's face, and he didn't like the smirk on his face. He also didn't like how the way he was confined left his head sticking a bit off the table with his mouth right at Brian's dick height. That had to be coincidence, Nick thought. They'd had this table since just after Nick had moved in. 

"Nicole, I hoped last night would have been enough of a lesson in who is in charge here. From your outburst this morning I can see you need a stronger lesson. This may seem cruel, but remember, this is for your own good. You were meant to be my pet slut and you will be, you just need some discipline."

The lesson began with a series of spankings that left Nick sobbing. These ones were more demeaning than last time as well, with Nick being bound and helpless bent over the table. Brian lifted Nick's skirt up, exposing his pantied ass. He stroked Nick's curves gently before bringing his hand down incredibly hard. Within 5 smacks he had Nicole begging for him to stop. "I'm sorry, sweetie. If I stop now the lesson will never sink in." He hit again and again. After another few smacks Nick's ass hurt so much he couldn't help from screaming with each strike. He was relieved to hear Brian walk away, but his relief was short lived as Brian walked back and forced a ball gag into his mouth. The next smack came hard and fast, but the only sound after was the "MMMMMMMM" as the ball gag muffled the scream. 

After what felt like an eternity Brian stopped the spanking. Sobbing into the ball gag with pain, shame, and humiliation, Nick tried to ignore the fiery pain. Once again Brian walked away and returned a few minutes later. Nick couldn't see what he was doing behind her but he knew it couldn't be good. All of a sudden he felt Brian pull his thong to the side and felt an object slowly moving inside his anus and screamed. Again a muffled "MMMMMMMMM" came out. Brian chuckled. "Don't worry, baby girl. I'll go slowly. Is this your first time with a butt plug? It's easier if you relax and try to enjoy it."

Slowly but surely the plug invaded Nick's helpless ass. Each new push came with a muffled scream through the ball gag. It felt like he was being torn apart. Just when he thought there was no possible way he could take any more, the largest part of the plug popped in and his ass clenched around the base. "There we go!" Nick laughed. He patted Nick on the ass and the helpless man yelled a muffled cry into the ball gag at the combination of the plug getting moved and the pain from his tender cheeks.

Brian walked around to the front and knelt down until he was face to face with Nick. He undid the ball gag and removed it. "How are you feeling, Nicole? Do you have anything to say to me?"

"I'm so sorry sir" Nick sobbed. "You can do whatever you want to me, I'll obey. Please just untie me."

Brian shook his head. "Not yet. You've still got a lot to learn. Sometimes the best lessons are the hardest to learn. You're doing great so far." He stood up and unzipped his pants, letting them drop to the floor. "Last night you gave me a blowjob. That was good of you to give to me. Now I'm going to take one. You have to learn that if you don't give me something I want, I'll take it anyway. You'll enjoy giving it more than you'll enjoy it being taken." He moved his hips forward slowly, pushing his dick into Nick's mouth. This time he didn't stop when he reached the back of Nick's mouth though. He continued pushing his erect dick, deep into Nick's throat. He held it there. Nick had never felt anything worse. He couldn't breathe. He desperately tried to scream but nothing came out past Brian's thick cock but the sound of a moan. 

Brian gently pulled back out, pulling his dick almost out of Nick's mouth entirely before thrusting back down his throat. Each thrust came faster than the last. It was all Nick could do to breathe in the short seconds his throat wasn't stuffed. Soon Brian was furiously face-fucking the helpless Nick. His throat was becoming sore from having the huge dick forced into it over and over. Nick felt the dick twitch and thought it was finally over, but Brian grabbed Nick's hair in his fist then pulled out and shot thick streams of cum directly onto his face. With his hair being held, he couldn't even move away as the cum splashed on his face. He felt it streaming down his cheeks, forehead, and chin and barely got his eyes closed in time. Brian took a deep breath. "That is how it feels if I don't get what I want. Now, I'll be back soon. For now, you just stay where you are and be quiet." The ball gag was shoved back into his mouth and he heard Brian walk off to his room.

Nick wasn't sure how long Brian left him there. His senses felt overloaded. The restricted arms and legs made him notice the rest of his body keenly. He could still feel his extremely painful ass and the buttplug gave him an uncomfortably full feeling. He could feel and smell the cum drying on his face, and a bit had been on his lips when the ball gag had been put back in so he could taste it on the gag. He felt the collar sitting snugly around his neck. While he waited he let things sink in. It was no use being Nick anymore. Being Nick was the reason he was in this situation. It had taken this for Brian's lesson to be learned, the lesson that he was Nicole. He felt Nick retreat back into his mind and Nicole come forward.

After what felt like an eternity Brian came back in. To Nicole's surprise instead of freeing her, Brian shoved the table across the room until she had a clear view of the front door. "Not much longer, baby girl. I ordered dinner, it'll be here soon." Nicole's mind raced. He couldn't answer the door like this! Not with her handcuffed to a table with cum covering her face! She yelled into the ball gag to no avail.

A few panicked minutes later there was a knock on the door. Brian answered it to a pizza delivery guy in his early 20s. The pizza guy saw her and his jaw dropped as he stared at her. Brian laughed. "I'm just training her right now. You have to be forceful at the start or else they resist at every turn. That's why I left my cum on her face. She needs to be gently reminded of her place."

"Wow, she's hot" the pizza guy said.

"She really is" Brian agreed. "Here, want to see the best part? Try this." He handed the pizza guy a small black remote control.

Nicole felt her whole body shudder and screamed into the ball gag as the butt plug started vibrating. The pizza guy and Brian laughed at the expression on her face when it hit. She writhed on the table, wiggling her ass around trying to get the vibration off. Nicole loved it. She hated that she loved it. The fullness of the plug combined with the intense vibration was outrageously erotic. 

"If you don't have any deliveries to make, feel free to stay and watch a few minutes." Brian told the delivery guy. "From the looks of things she won't last long." The delivery guy nodded.

She tried to resist as long as possible, but the vibration was just too much. After a few minutes of fighting it, she had an earth-shattering orgasm. The two men watched as she moaned through the ball gag and her eyes crossed when she came. She felt her ass twitching and her body convulsing for a few seconds before it faded. She lay there totally exhausted. She hadn't felt humiliation like this before. She had just gotten off in front of 2 men from a vibrator in her ass with a face soaked in cum. 

The pizza guy left and Brian turned to her. "How are you feeling now?" he asked. She looked up at his face. "Are you ready to give me what I want?" She nodded quickly. "Good. Only one more thing."

Brian walked behind her again and picked something up from the counter. She felt him pull her skirt up again and pull her panties down to her knees. He took her soft cock and fit it into a small plastic device. She heard the click of another padlock. Brian walked around and took the ball gag out. "That's just something to keep you in line. I have the only key here." He showed Nicole the key before pocketing it. "Now, I'm going to release you, and go sit down. You will come and give me the best blowjob you can, and you will swallow everything. If I am satisfied, you can go clean up. If not, you'll be back on the table until you do satisfy me. Can you do that?"

Nicole was only too eager. "Yes, sir. You won't be disappointed, sir."

Brian undid the handcuffs and Nicole rubbed her sore wrists and ankles. Brian went and sat down, motioning for Nicole to come over. She swallowed and moved forward.

This time Nicole was in charge the whole time. She tried every trick that Nick had loved. She sloppily licked and sucked Brian's balls and worshipped his cock with her tongue and mouth. She even tried taking him in her throat again briefly, which his moans told her he enjoyed. When she felt him tense up she sealed her lips over his head and licked the tip until he filled her mouth with hot, salty cum, looking him in the eye as she came. She moaned and opened her mouth to show him the mouthful before she swallowed. "Damn, Nicole. That was amazing. I was right, you were born to suck cock."

***

In the shower Nicole stripped everything off. Everything, that is, except the pink jeweled collar that was locked on as well as the chastity device. Nicole studied it intensely. It kept her dick in a small plastic cage that wouldn't allow her to touch herself at all. The pink jewelry in her bellybutton gave her stomach an unmistakably feminine appearance. Brian was entirely in control of her now physically, emotionally, and sexually. She shuddered to herself at the thought and remembered what he had said as he'd clipped the collar on.

"You are some kind of a pet I can order around. You're *my* pet to order around."



The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 06



Now that Nicole had settled in, things around the house seemed much smoother. The chastity cage didn't hurt, either. Something about having her dick restricted and untouchable seemed to heighten the rest of her senses. She even started to kind of look forward to hearing Brian get home from work and calling for her to give him a kiss. When he'd pull her in and wrap his strong arms around her his touch felt electric and when she'd melt into him and kiss back it felt erotic in a way Nick had never felt. Brian seemed to notice the changes, too. His normal habit of stroking her when he passed in the hall turned into extended contact, where he'd let his touch linger on her waist or hips and to her surprise she'd welcome the touch and pause while he gently felt her curves.

It was Thursday now, almost a week had passed since the fateful Saturday. Nicole woke up at her regular mid-morning time and was surprised to hear Brian scrambling about in the kitchen. She went in to see what was up. "Good morning, sir. What's wrong, why aren't you at work yet?"

Brian looked up from his bag and stared at her. She wished she'd thought to put on something more than her lingerie before going to the shower. "Oh. My alarm clock's broken. I need to get a new one. Just my luck, I have an important meeting."

He rushed out the door. Midway through the morning Nicole was sitting down for a break from her cleaning when her phone beeped with a text from Brian. "Haven't told you this week's penalty yet. If you give me money I'll buy a new alarm clock. If not you'll be my new alarm clock. Wake me up at 7:10 sharp tomorrow with either a cheque or a blowjob." Nicole was stunned but couldn't deny her dick strained against the cage when she read it.

The next morning she woke up at 6:30 and blearily got herself ready. She chose a pair of violet panties and bra that accented her figure nicely. Next was a light makeover of eyeshadow, eye liner, mascara, and lipstick. She looked at the clock: 7:04. She breathed deeply and spent a few minutes psyching herself up. "It's no big deal" she told himself. "His dick's been in your mouth 3 times before. What's another?" Part of her felt strangely excited. She hadn't had any sexual release in almost a week since Brian had locked her in the cage and she was craving anything. Her body shivered remembering how he'd manhandled her, how powerless she had felt in his grip, how she'd pleasured him.

Brian was fast asleep when she crept in, laying on top of the bed stretched out completely naked. She was in awe. His limp dick was still an intimidating size. She moved closer, heart beating out of her chest as she looked his dick fully over. It felt like an eternity before she got up the nerve to kneel down on the bed in front of him. She leaned over him and slowly moved her head down until her lips were almost touching his tip. Slowly she stuck her tongue out and licked. Brian moaned softly in his sleep. That was all the motivation she needed. She ran her tongue around the head before pulling it into her mouth. Holding the tip in her mouth, she gently sucked on it while her tongue ran swirls around. She heard a groan and felt him growing hard inside her mouth. She popped the tip out and licked from his balls up to the tip, where she again popped it into her mouth and sucked. She repeated the cycle as he got harder and harder. Lick balls, slide tongue to tip, suck gently. She popped his balls into her mouth and pulled softly, letting them plop out and then moving up and taking his shaft fill her mouth. He was awake now, stroking her hair as she sucked. She rubbed his balls with her hand while she kissed and sucked his fully erect member and felt him start to stiffen. She felt his hand push down on her head, clamping her mouth down over his cock. She quickly stroked the tip with her tongue until he came, splattering her mouth with shot after shot. She swallowed them as quickly as they came, licking his cock clean afterward.

She let the softening dick fall out of her mouth and sat back. Brian complimented her. "That was amazing. I'm going to enjoy that every morning, I can already tell. You're a very special girl, not everyone would do that for their man."

The rest of the morning Nicole's mind was a blur. Was he her man? She knew she was his girl, his pet, but it wasn't by choice. Was he her man? She'd never had a man before, but the thought kind of turned her on, which frustrated her. She wasn't supposed to be turned on by this. She wasn't supposed to be turned on by any of this! Giving a blowjob this morning had been the closest she'd come to an orgasm in almost a week, she was ashamed to admit she'd almost creamed herself when he held her down and came in her mouth.

As the week wore on Nicole's sexual frustration grew outrageously. She was ashamed to admit she was really enjoying the morning blowjob, and on the following Wednesday Brian kissed her he roughly grabbed her ass and pulled her off her feet and onto him. She was so overcome at the feeling of their bodies rubbing and him groping her ass she dropped to her knees and pulled his cock out, greedily sucking it in the hallway. He pulled her off and moved the pair to the bed. This time as she was sucking she felt him reach forward and grope her ass. She felt her skirt being pulled up and her thong being pulled aside, and she felt him slowly circle the rim of her ass with a finger. With a quick push she audibly gasped as she felt his finger pop into her ass. It felt amazing. She tried to grind her ass into his finger as she kept sucking, and he kept working his finger and soon a second finger around inside her. All of a sudden he hit a spot and waves of pure pleasure swept over Nicole. Her body shook with pleasure and he continued to stroke the spot. She couldn't keep from crying out as she had a full body orgasm with his fingers inside her. She barely noticed his cum splashing on her face and into her open mouth as she shook with the feeling.

A minute later she lay back, exhausted and panting. "What was that?" she said in a shaky voice.

"That's how you're supposed to come, darling. Girls like you aren't supposed to come through their penis, they are supposed to use their ass to please themselves and others."

That worried her. A lot.

***

On Friday Nicole was worried. Brian still hadn't mentioned what this week's penalty would be. She didn't mention it, but it had been on her mind all through the morning blowjob, all through her cleaning and mandatory text messages during the day to show she was wearing heels, lingerie, makeup, and a dress. When he got home from work they kissed as usual and then he handed her a gift-wrapped box. Puzzled, she opened it. Inside was a dildo, a brand new tube of cherry red lipstick, and a book. She glanced at the cover. "Head of the Class: All about to give the world's best blowjobs." She looked at him. "Nicole, I love your enthusiasm. You make me feel like you truly would die without my cock in your mouth." She turned a deep crimson. "But I must admit your technique is lacking. From now on each week you'll show me one new thing you've learned from that book. The dildo is for practice. When you're done with that book you'll be the best cocksucker in the city. That's not it, though. Nicole, it's about time I started treating you like a lady. Blowjobs are great but haven't you felt like our sex life needs a bit more?" She stared at him, mouth agape. "Tonight I'm going to take your virginity. It might hurt a bit at first, but I promise you'll come to enjoy it." He smirked. "You seemed to enjoy my fingers, imagine what my cock can do."

***

Brian's instructions for Nicole that evening were simple. She was to shave completely and clean herself with an enema. Following that, she was to dress and do makeup as usual (with Brian's note that she would remember losing her virginity the rest of her life and to wear something appropriate). She chose a form-fitting shoulderless black dress and wore black lingerie underneath. She decided to try the garter Brian had bought her. She rolled the stockings up her legs, loving the silky feel as they clung to her thighs. Her makeup was deliberately chosen to be as sexy as possible, with a gray smoky eye and a dark red lipstick. In the back of her head Nick was screaming objections but Nicole was having a lot of fun with this and was quite excited. The blonde looking back through the mirror was absolutely ravishing. She turned around, looking at how the dress accentuated her ass. The tops of the stockings peeked out under the hem of the dress, giving tiny glimpses as she moved. The sheer stockings made her legs look sleek and sexy, and the black spike heels gave a hint of danger. The dress exposed her white shoulders, where her blonde hair spilled over. She knew Nick wouldn't have been able to resist bending this girl over, and for a moment she was even jealous that Brian got to fuck her before she realized that he wasn't just going to be fucking a pretty blonde bombshell... he was going to be fucking her.

She was used to walking in heels now, and walked into the living room. Brian stood up and walked over. "My dear, you look simply incredible." He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. She kissed back and gave a little shriek when he hopped her up, pulled her legs behind him and started carrying her to his bedroom.

He lay her on her back on his bed, laying on top of her and kissing down her neck, around her white shoulders and down her chest. She felt his hands explore her body as he kissed her neck, feeling the curve of her ass, her waist and hips before sliding the dress up and rubbing her thighs inside and out. He moved downward now, pulling up the dress and kissing down her stomach, kissing around her bellybutton ring and down to kiss all over her thighs and around her chastity belt. She gasped at the feeling of his lips on her belly and thighs. He unzipped the dress and pulled it off, leaving her wearing just the panties, bra, and stockings. Reaching fingers underneath the bra, he pinched and twisted Nicole's nipples as he continued to kiss and nuzzle her thighs and hips. Nicole's mind was swimming at his touch. Every nerve felt electrified. Brian stood up and stripped. Nicole had seen him naked plenty of times but right now, standing with his erect cock standing at attention in front of him, she wanted nothing but to submit to him. He picked her up by the waist and spun her over so she was on her hands and knees on the bed. He knelt behind her, reaching forward around her chest to tweak her nipples while his other hand stuck a finger in her mouth. She gently sucked on it as he tweaked her nipple.

Brian placed a hand on her hip and moved the thong of her panties aside with the other. She heard a squirt and felt his fingers massage a cold liquid onto her hole. She froze as she felt him gently insert a finger and start moving it in and out. As she relaxed he moved to a second finger, followed by a third. "That's it, baby girl, just relax. It'll be easier that way."

Soon she felt his fingers move out and he squirted another bunch of lube onto her asshole. She felt him grab her hips with both hands. The tip of his cock just barely touched her asshole and she quivered with anticipation. "Ok, Nicole. You've been a good girl so far, this is what you want. Take a deep breath."

Pain shot into her mind as she felt Brian's stiff dick invade her ass. She moaned deeply as she felt him push his rod deeper and deeper into her. His strong hands on her hips held her steady and he pulled back out slightly only to shove farther in. She couldn't believe it. She was getting fucked in the ass by a man, and she was...

Absolutely loving it. She was overwhelmed with the heat of his cock, the feeling of being penetrated, the way he held her hips firmly, the feeling of the stockings on her smooth legs and the unrelenting captivity of the chastity cage. She heard hearself moan with pleasure as he fucked her slowly, speeding up bit by bit as she got more comfortable. She got into the rhythm herself, thrusting her ass back into his cock, ramming herself as deep as she could take him. He slapped her ass hard and she shrieked at the pain. "Oh god, sir, yes." He continued to rail her.

"What's your name?"

"mmmm Nicole, sir! Ohhh"

He smacked her ass again. "And what were you made to do?"

"To take your cock, sir!" she screamed with pleasure.

He grabbed her by the collar and pulled her neck up as he thrusted. Pointing her head to the mirror, he instructed her to look. She saw a girl that was made to fuck hungrily wiggling her ass as she got fucked hard by the man behind her. The girl was playing with her nipples through her bra and a strong arm was holding her up by a pink collar. Her face was twisted with pain and pleasure. He pushed her back down so her face was smooshed into the sheets. With one huge grunt he came and she felt his hot cum splash inside her ass. The feeling of it was enough to drive her over the edge and she came, dribbling out of the chastity cage and onto the sheets.

He pulled out and collapsed onto the bed. She crawled up and lay beside him, panting for air. He put his arm around her and pulled her into a spoon position. She instinctively nuzzled her ass back into his crotch. He kissed the back of her neck. "I was right all along. You were made to take my cock."

She smiled and fell asleep in his arms.



The Trouble with Roommates Ch. 07



Kneeling on the passenger seat with her short skirt and panties facing the window and her mouth wrapped around Brian's cock while he drove, Nicole was ecstatic. Not even the hoots and honks from truckers going by could break her good mood. Brian was going on a business trip for 2 weeks, and Nicole would have the house to herself the entire time. Two weeks without morning blowjobs, two weeks without Brian waking her up all hours of the night to service him, two weeks without the blowjob practice Brian demanded, two weeks without the spankings and sexual punishments that had become more frequent in the months since the first time she'd let him fuck her. 

It wasn't perfect, of course. Her chastity cage would stay locked during the trip and Brian would be checking in periodically to ensure she was following the rules. His rules, that had become more and more restrictive over the past few months. Every day she had to spend at least 30 minutes with her lips wrapped around one of the multiple realistic dildos in her collection, practicing blowjob technique from the books he'd bought her. She had to have his permission to cum, and for close to a month he'd only allowed her to come with his dick buried in her ass. He'd introduced a strict guideline for her physical care, giving her a skin care regimen and a collection of "vitamins" she took daily. She had believed his claims that they were just vitamins to keep her healthy until she started growing a pair of small, tender breasts. She was at a B cup now and only had to shave her face every few days, when light hair came in.

She'd been planning for this trip for a while now, though. She'd gotten used to his routine. He always asked for the same kinds of pictures, her bent over showing her panties, a face shot, a shot of her pulling her skirt up to show her cage. For the past few weeks since he'd announced the trip she'd been taking extras daily, stockpiling a collection to send while he was gone. She planned to stop on the way home and buy a t-shirt and pair of jeans and spend the entire time as Nick lounging around, eating junk food, and having friends over.

She felt Brian spasm and cum and eagerly swallowed his seed and sat back up into her seat. Smiling, she wiped her mouth and looked out of the window to see a trucker staring at her with bulging eyes. She winked at him and turned back to Brian. 

***

Two hours later she was driving home with the windows down and the music cranked. Brian was on an airplane and for the time being she was free! She stopped at a department store and bought a t-shirt, boxers, a hoodie, and a pair of baggy jeans as well as a few bags of chips and frozen pizzas. 

Back at the house she took a long shower without using the floral soap or fruity smelling shampoo Brian had bought for her. She got out and toweled off, getting dressed in the male clothes. Nick was back in town. He smiled at his reflection in the mirror, pulling his hair loosely back into a messy ponytail like he used to. Other than the bumps from his budding breasts, he looked the same as he used to. He threw a pizza in the oven, opened a bag of chips, and sat down for some video games. A few hours later his phone beeped and a text from Brian showed. "Pull your skirt up to show your cage and send me a pic. Now." He sent one of his saved photos from the collection and laughed out loud when Brian responded with "Good girl."

The next week he had his friends Jared and Ben over for some Call of Duty and beers. They were having a great time trash talking, drinking beers, and talking about girls when Nick heard the front door open. His heart stopped as he saw Brian walk into the living room holding his suitcase. Calmly putting his suitcase down and hanging his jacket, Brian greeted the boys and asked if he could speak to Nick alone for a moment.

Nick followed him into the bedroom, terrified of what was coming. "I'm sorry, sir, I just had them over today, I'll tell them to leave."

"No, they will stay. You have broken my rules, Nicole. I have a camera installed here and I know you haven't been dressing as you are supposed to, you haven't been doing your practice, and you have lied to me by sending me the saved pictures." Nick started to speak up but Brian interrupted him. "Shh, you don't get to talk. Take a shower and get dressed the way you're meant to, then come out and see me. If you dare to defy me, you will be in for a world of punishment. I'll lay out clothes for you. Oh, and it looks like we have to use this again." He pulled out the pink sparkly collar he'd made Nicole wear for a few weeks and locked it around Nick's neck.

Nick showered and started doing his makeup. He could hear Brian talking and laughing with his friends in the living room. Brian was going to make him go out where they could see him dressed up. He was terrified of what his friends would think. He styled his hair and went to his room.

His heart sank when he saw what Brian had laid out. It was his schoolgirl outfit. Brian had gotten it for him shortly after taking his anal virginity, and it was frequently used in their "play sessions" as Brian called them. The red plaid skirt was so short it barely covered the bottom of his ass and bending over would show his thong panties to anyone around. The crop top blouse showed his belly button ring, and Brian made him keep the top few buttons undone so his lacy bra was plainly visible. Last came a pair of sheer white stockings and a pair of black patent leather high heeled Mary Janes. He saw himself in the mirror. His flouncy blonde hair over his pouty pink lips, the exposed bra and belly button ring, the scandalously short skirt and the stockings gave no doubt. He was made to fuck.

Nick opened his door and walked out toward the living room. He heard conversation stop as his heels click, click, clicked on the floor as he walked. He rounded the corner.

All eyes were on him. Jared and Ben looked stunned at the gorgeous girl standing in front of them dressed like something out of a porn movie. Jared finally broke the silence. "Nick? Is that you?"

Brian cleared his throat. "She goes by Nicole now. I'm sure you guys already had your suspicions, but your friend Nick was secretly a cock-thirsty slut. It took a little bit of coaxing, but she lives to please me now."

"No way" Ben said. "I know Nick, that's not true."

Brian met Nick's eyes and then looked down at his crotch. "Nicole, why don't you show your friends what you live for?"

Nicole fought to keep tears out of her eyes as she knelt down and unzipped Brian's pants. "No way..." Jared said as she pulled his dick out and started licking it. Neither of the guys took their eyes off her as she sucked Brian off, the silence only punctuated by the slurping sound of her giving head. 

Soon he tensed and came in her mouth. She greedily swallowed the load as she'd been trained to do and sat back on her feet. "See, guys? The thing that makes a really great blowjob is enthusiasm, and she absolutely loves cock. She even sucks off dildos when I'm not home, she's got a whole collection in her room." Nick wanted to scream that Brian made him practice, he didn't buy the dildos, he hated giving head, but instead he just sat and stared down in shame. 

"Wow. No wonder he doesn't come drinking with us anymore. I never knew he was such a sissy."

"Why don't you see for yourself? Nicole, your friend Jared would like a blowjob. Would you like to suck his dick?"

"Yes sir." Nicole crawled over to where Jared was sitting. He looked down at her. 

"Oh man, this is weird." 

She couldn't believe she was about to suck her friend's dick. She unzipped his pants and pulled his already hard dick out. It was thicker than Brian's, but a bit shorter. She took a deep breath and slid her mouth over his dick and down. When she had the entire thing engulfed in her mouth she paused and looked up. Jared was staring at her with a mix of pleasure and confusion on his face. She stuck her tongue out and licked his balls while his dick was fully in her mouth and watched as he groaned. She pulled back out and swirled around the tip, closing her eyes and really getting into it. She could tell he hadn't had a blowjob in forever because he came in a minute or so, shooting a giant load all over her mouth. She kept eye contact as she slid his dick down her tongue and out of her mouth, letting it plop down onto his pants. "Oh my god." Jared breathed. "That was great."

Nicole looked around and saw Ben massaging his crotch with an evil looking grin on his face. "Get over here, slut. You're going to choke on my cock, and you're going to love it."

"Yes, sir."

Brian laughed. "That's the spirit! You two are going to get along great."

Nicole crawled over to Ben, wiggling her ass as she went. He had already pulled his pants down when she got to him, and he reached forward, grabbing a fistful of her hair and shoving her down onto his dick. She coughed and gagged as he violently forced his dick deep into her mouth and into her throat only to pull her off and repeat the process. "That's it, take it you slut" Ben groaned he face-fucked her. She couldn't do anything but try to keep breathing as he manhandled her around his cock. After a few minutes of her gasping for air she felt him hold her face down on his dick. She tried to scream but all that came out of her throat past the cock was a muffled sound like a moan. Ben laughed. "Jesus, I've never seen a slut so hungry for cock." He pulled her mouth off his dick and held her by the hair right in front of his dick. "Close your eyes, I'm giving you a slut makeover." She squeezer her eyes shut and he shot load after load all over her face. She felt it dripping down her nose, eyes, and cheeks and flicked her tongue out to catch a stream running off her lip. 

Ben let go and she fell backwards onto the floor gasping for air. Brian broke the silence. "Nicole, I'm ready for another round."

She got up and crawled over to him again. She hated it when he made her suck him off twice in a row. The second time always took forever, sometimes as long as an hour. She always tried to do her best and use all her tricks to make him cum as fast as possible, but he seemed to take pleasure in holding out and making her spend as much time as possible with a dick in her mouth. She pulled his dick out and took it in her mouth, building up a lot of saliva and starting to suck deeply.

She heard Brian speak as she licked and sucked. "If I were you guys, I'd be lining up to tag team her ass right now." She panicked and tried to pull away but felt Brian holding her head down on his dick. She screamed and a muffled moan came out. "You can see how much she wants it, look at her wiggle that ass."

"Well, shit, I can't turn down an offer like that." Jared said and walked over. He knelt behind her and pulled her thong down. Brian handed him a bottle of lube and she felt the tip of his dick gently touching her hole as he got into position. She froze as she felt him enter her, spreading her asshole as his dick invaded her. Jared groaned loudly. "Fuck, she's tight." He started thrusting.

Nicole felt humiliated. Her mouth was stuffed with her roommates cock and her ass was stuffed with one of her best friend's cocks, with her face covered with her other best friend's cum. She was stuffed in both ends with cock and taking both like a champ. Jared continued to ram her ass as she lapped up Brian's cock, and she felt Jared grab her hips tightly and give one deep thrust and moan, filling her insides with hot cum. She came as well, dripping out of her cage and onto the floor. 

"Damn, she's dripping!" she heard Ben say. "Good job, Jared. Alright, my turn. Here it comes, slut, get ready."

She shrieked as Ben grabbed her ass tightly and shoved his dick in with no warning. She heard him laugh and he spanked her hard as he rode her. "That's it, girl, fuck me like I own you" he smacked her ass again and again as his dick thrust in and out, deeply massaging her prostate. She came again, hard, shaking and moaning as he jammed his cock deeper and deeper. Brian and Ben came simultaneously, showering her mouth and her ass with hot cum as she moaned at the sensation.

She was left a dripping mess on the floor. She tried to collect her thoughts as she heard Brian get up and show Jared and Ben out. "You're welcome anytime, bring her other friends!" she heard Brian say as he closed the door and walked back to the living room. He looked at her sternly. "You have seriously disappointed me, young lady. Go wash yourself up and meet me back here."

When she got back he led her out to the car. "Where are we going?" she asked nervously. 

"To do something I should have done a long time ago." He replied.

She tried to think of what was going to happen as they drove. After a while, he pulled in to a parking lot at a tattoo studio. "More earrings?" she asked.

"Not exactly"

She was led inside and the man greeted them and immediately ushered them into a closed back room. She was instructed to lay face down on a table and she felt Brian lift her shirt up and pull her skirt down. She lay there for a few minutes listening to the activity going on around her and soon heard a soft buzz.

She felt the man put his hand on her back. "This will hurt a little"

She felt a sharp pain on her lower back as the man tattooed her. She whimpered at the pain but the man continued. "You're a big girl, you can handle it" Brian told her.

After a while the man finished and took a picture with a digital camera. He handed the camera to her. "Well, see for yourself."

Her jaw dropped. She now had a tattoo of a colourful butterfly right in her lower back, the area people called a "tramp stamp". The rainbow colours filled the wings, and small letters inside the wings spelled out "BRIAN'S PET".

She was speechless as Brian led her out of the tattoo parlour and into the car. 

"This is just the start of your punishment, Nicole. You needed a permanent reminder that you're my pet and I do whatever I want to you. I'm not back to work until next week, so we have an entire week to make that lesson sink in."