Martin Hastings "A Lady No More" Ch. 9
Sasha entered the room. She was a very sexy mature woman with long blond hair cascading in curls over her shoulders. She appeared to be in her mid 40's. Older than Martin but she had a mature beauty and grace about her that he found so beautiful and attractive.
The other two girls were much younger. The youngest was 19 and had long straight black hair to her waist. Her name was Caryn. She was wearing a black teddy with black stockings and black heels.
The third girl was called Chantelle. She was in her mid twenties and wore only a lavender laced bra, panty and garter belt, stocking and high heels.
After all three were in the room it was Chantelle that caught Martin's eye. She looked at him and smiled, glancing at the pink hair.
"Hi," she said in a sexy voice.
She smiled at Martin and looked around the room with it's lavish furnishings. She then noticed the painting of Martin and the Baron over the bed. She looked at it without any obvious reactions but took her time.
"Is this you and your late husband?" Chantelle asked.
"Chantelle!" Sasha said firmly.
"But it's so beautiful," Chantelle said turning away from the painting.
"It is a disgusting piece of fictitious art hung on the wall to humiliate and embarrass me," Martin snapped. "I don't have breast and my dick is not that little, and it would never be erect around that man."
"I thought it was just to enhance your status as the wife in the gay marriage you are in."
"I'm not gay," he said looking at her.
"Sorry," she said softly.
It was Sasha who took Martin aside for a few minutes and talked with Martin quietly on the side, and after some coaxing convinced him to get in the bed with her and the other two girls, promising sexual pleasures like he had never known.
"Honey why don't you just take off all your clothes for now. We are going to spend a lot of time pleasing you this evening."
"I would rather leave my bra and nightie on if you don't mind," Martin said embarrassed.
"That will be just fine darling," Sasha said leading his into the bed now. "I like this nightie on you."
The young girls sat toward the end of the bed and gently placed Martin's feet in their laps. The girl's admired Martin's red nailpolish on his toenails, smiling and turning his toes this way and that so they could take them all in.
"You have pretty toenails," Chantelle said as they started to rub Martin's legs and feet while Sasha snuggled up to Martin to listen to his story of being forced to dress as a woman and service his husband the Baron.
"I didn't want to be his wife. I was abducted. They force me to dress like a woman everyday and I'm taken out in public where I'm humiliated. I have no say on anything. I can't ask for something to eat, I am dressed how they see fit. At night I was put in this bed and the Baron would use me as his wife. He was rough pulling my hair and pounding my ass for long periods of time. It was awful."
Sasha was very sympathetic to his story. She agreed that nobody should have to do what he was forced to do, as she twirled a strand of his pink hair around her finger.
"Oh honey, that's not right," she said kissing him gently on the cheek. "Not for you or anyone else who is placed in such a marriage. These type of marriages should be outlawed"
Caryn ran her hand from Martin ankle up his leg and now for the first time her hand touched his balls and then she fondeled the full length of his now half erect penis, before allowing her hand to slowly descend his leg again.
But as she was going down Cantelle's hands were moving up his other leg the same as Caryn had done and worked her fingertips form his balls to the end of his penis and slid back down.
The girls began repeating this process over and over looking at his penis adoringly as they did.
Martin tightened up at the pleasure he was feeling from these women.
"Shhhhhh, it's OK," Sasha whispered as she softly kissed his lips. "Enjoy it."
The girls continued and worked Martin into a nice erection while Sasha listened to Martin's story and feeling so sorry for himself.
Sasha slipped her hands into Martin's bra and felt the swollen nipples on his chest that he was trying to hide. She was surprised by what she felt.
"No," Martin said firmly. "Don't touch me there."
"OK sweetheart, it must have been terrible having to service a man like that." she said in response to his whimper as she fanned his fingers out and admired at his red fingernails as if he were a woman. "Were you ever married before?" she ask.
"I'm not gay. I was forced to do this."
"I believe you honey."
"I have been married twice before, to beautiful women by the way. Both times my family interfered to get my marriages annulled. Mostly my step mother who is two years younger than me by the way. My last wife was told lies about me. She was told I was gay and cheating on her and she accepted what was being said and an annulment."
"How horrible," Sasha said running her fingers through his pink hair. "They lied and purposely ruined my marriage to make me available to marry this guy against my will." Martin said starting to tense up.
"Shhhh, it's OK honey. We're just talking. I'm on your side. I can't believe someone would do something like that to someone else, especially a man like you."
Martin liked what he heard from her. This was an even more devastating lifestyle for a man to have to endure.
"What about you, are you married? I mean do concubines get married?" Martin asked calming down and enjoying the physical manipulations and soothing conversation of real women.
"I have been married twice, just like you. I was a hairdresser. Just didn't work out for many reasons. It's complicated. I became a concubine a few years after my last divorce. Some concubines are married though. I like meeting and taking care of people's most intimate needs."
"Have you ever had sex with a woman client? I mean do you service women also?"
Sasha smiled at the question.
"Oh yes, many times. I've had sex with my share of women. Women are wonderful love makers when there is no stigma in the mind of the two."
"You do prefer men though right?"
"Would that make me socially acceptable in your eyes if I did prefer men?" she said smiling at him. Then she continued, "Some of the men I meet are very enjoyable to be with and some are not. Just the same with the women," she said raising an eyebrow and giving him a look. "Some of them are pretty but are not very desirable at all."
"Any guys like me?"
"You mean male brides with pink hair and painted toenails?" she said smiling looking at his hair pulling at a few strands and gently twisting them around her finger.
"No, guys that are forced to dress as women?" he ask.
"Oh honey, you would be surprised at how many men are wearing women's lingerie when we show up in their bedrooms. They want us to tell them how pretty they look and how great the sex was. We keep it confidential of course. That's why they call us though."
"So you see me as some perverted guy wanting sexual relief?"
"Perverted? Oh no baby, it's not like that at all. I see you for what you are and your situation. I actually ask to be a part of this evening when I heard who it was."
"You wanted to come here because you heard it was me? Why?"
"Curiosity maybe. You are famous you know, in need of comfort and I wanted to be a part of your comforting. Now after being here you tell me as a straight man you were forced to be the Baron's wife by your family, I want to try and make you at least physically and mentally feel better."
That was the kindest thing anyone had said to him since he arrived here. She wanted to make him feel better. She was openly sympathetic to his story and seemed receptive and understanding of how demoralizing it was for man to be put through such a thing.
"Uh.......Oh........What....." Martin gasped as Caryn now had taken his hard erection in her mouth and began vigorously sucking it between her lips.
"It's OK darling," Sasha said with a little giggle at his sudden reaction to the warm wet sensation. "Just relax, the girls are just giving you a blow job. You do want a blow job don't you or do you prefer sex first?" Sasha ask in a quiet voice.
"I don't know, I guess a blowjob," he said nervously watching the girl's head move up and down on his erection.
"OK, Let's give you a blow job now and maybe you will be up for some sex later on tonight. Let the girl's do all the work and you just lay here and cuddle with me and cum when you feel you are ready."
Chantelle was smiling and continued rubbing his legs with her fingertips while Caryn now vigorously sucked his dick. Sasha held Martin in a very comforting way.
Martin gasped again when the two girls switched and Chantelle was now sucking his dick. It had been about ten minutes. Martin moaned with pleasure at times and when he did a comforting embrace from Sasha would follow. Sasha smiled as she watched Chantelle's moving up and down on Martin's hard dick. Sasha held Martins face to her breast.
"Baby, tell me about these," Sasha whispered in his ear and revealing his puffed up nipples from inside the bra he still had on.
"Don't look at them," Martin said embarrassed. "That was another thing I was forced to do. They used suction cups on my chest for weeks and then one day they held me down and they injected my chest."
"Oh my that's terrible. Well there is no reason to be ashamed with me honey, I mean you didn't have it done. They are yours and there is just you and us girls here. Let me see them again, OK sugar," she said gently pulling his hands away. "I wont hurt you or anything."
"You don't understand," Martin said softly allowing her to expose the nipples. "It's humiliating for to me for you to look at them."
"Shhhhhhh.......it's just us honey. I do understand and it's OK. I'm not going to laugh. It is a part of your body and I want you to share it with me right now."
Sasha slowly reached down with both hands and placed her fingers gently under the swollen nipples themselves. She then gently allowed her thumbs to lay on top. She didn't apply pressure it was just a touch.
Martin looked to her as a man that was feeling violated.
"Relax. Enjoy what Chantelle is doing."
"Oh yes," he said again after he calmed himself.
"That's it baby."
Sasha gently lifted Martin's nipples now between her fingers. She very gently rolled his nipples between her fingers. His eyes were closed as he began move his legs with pleasure that were forming deep in his thighs.
"It's OK honey, Sasha is here," she whispered in his ear. "You can trust me."
Martin's legs began to shake.
Sasha then squeezed Martin's nipples and pulled them away from his body causing the little puffed breast to stretch in her grip. She held his nipples firmly as she rolled them back and forth in her fingers and moved her hands in a circular motion so both of his breast were in motion.
"AWWWWW....." Martin's eyes opened at first to the sudden move and he yelled.
"Cum for me," she said firmly as she manipulated his nipples.
The twisting of his nipples had caused a sudden explosion of feelings through his entire body. Martin felt the tremble of his body and an orgasm was suddenly ready to explode as his nipples were pulled by Sasha.
The girl's continued their manipulations of Martin. Martin gripped the bed and raised his hips up to Chantelle's stroking lips. Chantelle then slid one arm through Martin's crotch and one around his back and gave him a tight embrace as she now moved up and down faster.
"AWWWWW!!!!" Martin yelled again as his hips whipped about with this beautiful young girl clinging tightly to him and not missing a stroke with her lips.
Martin's red toenails involuntarily wiggled back and forth before finally curling under and digging into the sheets.
Caryn then ran her nails up and down the lengths of Martin's legs.
"That's it. Scream like you enjoy it," she said softly as he shook.
"AWWWWW YESSSSS!!!!!" Martin screamed as his semen pumped violently out of his penis into Chantelle's mouth.
"That's it baby, do it some more. Come on let it out. Scream louder."
"OOHHHH......YESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!" he screamed a loud clear gasping high voice.
" SCREAM LOUDER!!!" Sasha said in a firm demanding voice.
"AAAYYYYYEEE!!!!!"
"That must feel so good," Sasha cooed in his ear. "Finish up for me now," she said still stretching and twisting his nipples in her fingers.
Cantelle had continued sucking Martin through his entire orgasm without missing a beat. She didn't gag or resist the orgasm as it began as his wives did on many occasions.
"There now," Sasha said letting his nipples go and cuddling his head on her shoulder. "Why don't you roll over and relax for a while. We will be here for you when you desire us," she said rubbing his bare ass with her fingertips.
Sasha remained in the bed with Martin, snuggling up to him as he dozed off. Caryn and Chantelle had gotten out of the bed to freshen up and take a break.
The girls sat in chairs reading magazines while Martin slept. Sasha decided it was time to give Martin a little more pleasure.
Martin's eyes opened as Sasha was kissing him deeply. He felt one of the girls sucking on his dick again and he tried to just relax and enjoy now. He had never experienced anything like this before.
"Wake up baby" Sasha said softly. "It's time for us to take care of you. Timed to be sexed."
Sasha then helped prop Martin's head up on some pillows while Chantelle took his hard penis out of her mouth and moved back so Caryn could get on the bed.
Caryn once again dressed in her sexy negligie, stocking and heels.
"Hi sweetie," she said in her cute perky voice.
She crawled on the bed and then straddled Martin's groin area. She raised herself on one side and took Martin's erection in her hand and guided it to her pussy. Her pussy was already warm and wet. Her eyes closed with pleasure as she eased the head in and herself down on it.
"OH......." she she groaned as she slid herself down his shaft.
Martin's breath was heavy and deep as Caryn slid up and down his erect penis. This was something only a few days ago Martin had been resolved to would never happen to him again.
Martin looked to Sasha who was still next to him running her finger through his pink hair while Martin was being sexed. He also noticed Chantelle was sitting seductively in a chair next to the bed, her legs crossed and foot gently swaying, also watching Martin being sexed.
Martin took a deep breath and then enjoyed the slow ride to his orgasm.
The next morning Martin awoke to Sasha giving him a hand job. She had her head propped up on one arm looking into his eyes as he woke.
"Good morning," she said as she continued to stroke him.
The other girls were standing by the bed dressed and ready to leave. They watched with pleasant smiles on their faces as he received a hand job, shooting his semen onto the his chest.
Caryn then bent over and kissed him on the lips.
"I had a good time," she said.
"Me too," Chatelle said kissing him on the lips.
Martin looked a little dazed at the girls as Sasha hugged him up in a deep kiss, wrapping her leg over him and kissing him deeply. The other girl's left the room while the kiss was still being passionately applied.
Martin looked at Sasha.
"I enjoyed being with you too," she said moving to the edge of the bed and standing. "I hope we can do this again sometime. You and I."
"Can I just call you personally sometime?"
"Sure honey, I wrote my personal phone number on the bottoms of your toes while you were sleeping," she said smiling and then leaving.
Martin looked at the bottom of his feet and sure enough on the bottoms of each of his toes there was a number written there. Ten in all.
Martin felt good this morning. A woman that was flirting with him. He didn't care that she was a concubine, she was real and he felt great.
After Martin was dressed for the day in his black satin dress with pleated skirt, black stocking and black platform high heel sandals, he was standing in the hallway waiting to be taken out for another day of mourning the Baron. A black stocking pulled over his head and distorting the features of his face, and the long blonde wig, top with a black veil finished Martin's public look.
As he was putting his black glove on he noticed Sasha was there with Darren.
"Sasha," he called out to her.
She turned to look his way not sure at first who was calling her. Darren leaned and whispered in her ear.
"Oh hi Lady Vargos," she said smiling with a wave.
Martin walked over to her his heels clicking on the hard floor.
"What are you doing here? he asked.
"I'm collecting for the evening. The girls have to be paid you know," she said smiling and looking at his appearance.
In a way Martin felt like he had been used for money, which he had. As she was confirming the amount of the cash deal she turned to him.
"I really had a good time last night Martin," she said softly using his male name.
"Really, you didn't do anything. The other girls did all the work. You never even removed your clothes."
"I got to know you. I found you very comforting to be with, and by the way I didn't charge you for me."
She smiled and touched the fabric of the tightly stretched stocking on his cheek.
"Call me some time if you like, not as a concubine but as a woman," she said. "I'd like to sit and get to know you better."
She then walked away only to look back as she opened the door. He was still looking at her and she winked at him.
Martin was amazed. This woman made him feel like a man even though he was still being forced to dress as a woman. She seemed to see the man behind the clothes, and though he would have given anything to dress as a man for this beautiful woman, for now it was such a breath of fresh air to have a natural relationship with a real woman.
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