Danielle & Stacy's Forbidden Fun

A man is put in chastity and feminized to be pegged by his girlfriend Danielle and her best friend, Stacy

Danielle stood over him, a hungry grin playing on her lips. "On your knees, sweetness,” she purred, her voice thick with lust. She and Stacy were fully dressed in business attire, but their intentions were clear. They had come to Dominick's apartment for one thing: to claim him, to use him, to make him theirs. Danielle had presented him with the option weeks ago. His cock might belong to him, but it was hers to control, to tease, to torment. And tonight, she was going to show him exactly what that meant. Stacy sat on the couch, legs crossed, watching the scene unfold with eager eyes. She had always known Danielle was into kink, but this was a new level of filthy, and she was ready for it. Dominick had given her anything she wanted, and now she was taking his cock and balls. She had caged them away, and now he was dressed in a black lace thong, stockings, and high heels. His chest was bound tight in a lace corset, his makeup flawless, accentuating his soft features. He looked stunning, and he knew exactly what he was: hers to play with. Danielle circled him, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. “You look incredible,” she whispered, running a finger along his jaw. “And tonight, you’re going to feel incredible. You’re going to feel me, Stacy, and every fucking inch of what we have planned for you.” She crooked a finger at Stacy, who stood and sauntered over, her hips swinging seductively. Danielle grabbed her, pulling her in for a deep, tongue-writhing kiss. She could feel Stacy’s tremble of desire and she gave her a squeeze on her firm ass. She pulled away, her eyes locked onto Dominick’s. “Did you read the article I sent you, pet?” she asked, her voice a low growl. She knew he had. She knew he was aching to experience every filthy word. “Yes, mistress,” he replied, his voice soft and eager. “Fucking good,” she growled. “Because tonight, you’re going to live it. Stacy’s going to fuck you with her strap-on, and you’re going to take it. You’re going to take it and beg for more. And if you’re lucky, maybe I’ll let you suck my pussy afterwards. Maybe I’ll let you taste how much you turn me on.” Dominick’s breath hitched, his body trembling with anticipation. The thought of Stacy’s cock inside him, of Danielle’s pussy in his mouth, made him shiver with need. “Yes, mistress,” he whimpered, his body aching for their touch. “Please. I want it. I want you.” Danielle smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust. “Good boy,” she purred. “Because we’re going to give it to you. We’re going to give you everything you’ve been aching for. And more.”

Danielle's grin widened as she reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of Dominick's corset. "Let's see how much you can take, pet," she murmured, her touch lingering on the lace that hugged his ribs. She leaned in, her breath hot on his ear. "Strap-on was just the beginning. You think I wouldn't want a taste of you first?" Stacy's eyes gleamed with excitement as she watched Danielle's hands roam over Dominick's body. She knew exactly what Danielle was planning, and she was eager to see it. She uncrossed her legs, her body tensing with anticipation. Danielle's hands moved lower, her fingers teasing the waistband of the lace thong. She hooked her thumbs in, pulling it down slowly, inch by agonizing inch. Dominick's breath hitched as his cock and balls were revealed, encased in the tight, shiny metal of the chastity device. It glinted in the light, a stark contrast to his soft, smooth skin. "Fuck, you're dripping," Danielle whispered, her fingers brushing against the metal, feeling the wetness that had seeped out. "You're so fucking eager, aren't you?" She looked up at Stacy, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Why don't you give our little pet a taste of what's to come?" she suggested, her voice a low purr. Stacy needed no further encouragement. She stepped forward, her hand reaching out to cup Dominick's chin. She tilted his head up, forcing him to look at her. "Open wide, pretty boy," she commanded, her voice thick with lust. Dominick obeyed without hesitation, his mouth opening eagerly. Stacy's hand moved to her own pants, unbuttoning them quickly. She pushed them down, revealing her own strap-on, already slick with lube. She stepped closer, the tip of the toy brushing against Dominick's lips. He parted them wider, his tongue darting out to taste her. "Fuck, you're good at that," Stacy groaned, her hips thrusting forward slightly, the toy slipping into Dominick's mouth. She felt his tongue swirl around the head, his lips closing around the shaft. She looked over at Danielle, her eyes wild with desire. Danielle watched, her own lust building as she saw Dominick suck Stacy's cock. "That's it, pet," she encouraged, her voice a low growl. "Take it all. Show us how much you want this." She reached out, her hand stroking Stacy's back, her fingers tracing the line of her spine. "And while you're at it, show us how much you want me."

Dominick's mouth was stretched wide, the smooth silicone of Stacy's strap-on gliding over his tongue. He could taste the cold, sanitized plastic, the sweet, fruity lube, and the faint, musky scent of Stacy's arousal. His own cock throbbed in its cage, the metal pressing against his sensitive flesh, each pulse of his heart sending waves of need through his body. He could feel the straps of the chastity device digging into his thighs, a constant reminder of his submission. Stacy's hand fisted in his hair, pulling him closer, forcing the toy deeper into his throat. He gagged slightly, his eyes watering, but he relaxed his jaw, taking it all. The sensation of being filled, of being used, sent shivers down his spine. He could feel every ridge, every vein of the strap-on, the thick head hitting the back of his throat with each thrust. Danielle's hands were on him now, her nails digging into his sides as she held him steady. He could feel her breath on his neck, her lips brushing against his skin. She bit down gently, her teeth grazing his shoulder as she whispered, "You're doing so well, pet. You're taking it like a good little slut." Her words sent a jolt of pleasure through him, his body trembling with need. He could feel his own saliva mixing with the lube, making the strap-on slide in and out more easily. The suction, the wet sounds of his mouth working the toy, it was all so filthy, so degrading, and he loved every second of it. Stacy's hips moved faster, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. "Fuck, Danielle," she panted, "he's so good at this. His mouth is fucking incredible." Danielle chuckled, her voice a low purr. "He knows how to please, doesn't he?" She reached around, her fingers finding Dominick's nipples, twisting and pinching them through the lace of his corset. The sharp pain sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his cock, making him moan around the strap-on in his mouth. "And he loves every second of it, don't you, pet?" Dominick couldn't respond, his mouth full, his throat working to take every inch of Stacy's toy. But his body spoke for him, his hips bucking slightly, his bound chest heaving with each breath. He was drowning in sensation, in the heat of their bodies, the scent of their arousal, the sounds of their pleasure. And he never wanted it to end.

Danielle reveals that Joshua will only be allowed to cum by taking her strapon.. or any of her girlfriend's for that matter..

Danielle's lips curved into a cruel smile as she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a low, wicked whisper. "You see, pet, there's more to this game than just your pleasure. You think you're in control, but you're not. You're a toy, a plaything for Stacy and me to use as we see fit." She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of Dominick's jaw, feeling the strain of his muscles as he worked to please Stacy. "Joshua here," she said, her thumb pressing against his cheek, "has a special rule. He only gets to cum when he takes a strap-on. My strap-on, or any of my girlfriend's, for that matter. Isn't that right, Joshua?" Stacy's hips stilled, the strap-on pulsing in Dominick's mouth as she listened to Danielle's words. Her eyes narrowed, a hungry gleam in them as she looked down at Dominick. "Is that true, pretty boy?" she asked, her voice a low growl. "You only get to cum when you're filled with a cock?" Dominick couldn't respond, his mouth still full, but his eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. The thought of being used like that, of being denied his release until he took a strap-on, sent a shiver of anticipation through him. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his body aching with need. Danielle chuckled, her fingers moving to Dominick's chin, tilting his head up so he was looking at her. "That's right, pet. And right now, you're going to show us just how much you want it. You're going to take every inch of Stacy's cock, and you're going to swallow every drop of her cum. And then, maybe, just maybe, we'll let you cum too." She looked over at Stacy, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "What do you say, Stacy? Ready to fuck our little pet's mouth?" Stacy's breath hitched, her eyes flashing with lust. She nodded, her hips already starting to move again, the strap-on sliding in and out of Dominick's mouth with renewed vigor. "Fuck yes, Danielle," she groaned, her voice thick with desire. "Let's make him earn his release."

Stacy's grip tightened in his hair, pulling him harder onto the strap-on. "That's it," she hissed, her hips slapping against his face. "Take it all, you filthy little cocksucker." Her words were harsh, but her touch was gentle as she stroked his cheek with her free hand. The contrast sent shivers down his spine, making his body shudder with need. Danielle's hands roamed lower, her fingers tracing the edges of the chastity device. She could feel the heat radiating from his cock, the metal warm from his arousal. She teased him, her nails scraping against the sensitive skin just below the cage. "You're so fucking hard, pet," she whispered, her voice a low growl. "I can feel how much you need this." Her fingers found the latch of the chastity device, and she flicked it open, the metal clinking as it fell away. Dominick's cock sprang free, hot and hard, pre-cum already dripping from the tip. Danielle wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly, her thumb spreading the slick fluid over the sensitive head. Dominick moaned around the strap-on, his body trembling with the intense sensation. Stacy pulled out of his mouth, her chest heaving with each breath. "Fuck, that was hot," she panted, her eyes glazed with lust. She looked down at Dominick's cock, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Looks like our pet is ready for more." Danielle smirked, her hand still stroking his cock. "Oh, he's more than ready," she purred. "Aren't you, pet?" She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "You want us to fuck you, don't you? You want us to use you, to make you come so hard you see stars." Dominick's body shivered, his cock throbbing in Danielle's hand. He managed a small nod, his eyes pleading with them. Stacy chuckled, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek. "That's what we like to hear, pretty boy," she cooed. "But first, let's make you earn it."