"A Second Helping"
"Come along now Max, the guys will be here soon. You still have chores to do first before we are ready," Tonya called out from the motel room. The door was wide open as she waited for Max to get out of the car and come in.
She had parked in front of the room but across the parking lot. It would be a good 50' walk to get to the room.
"Max, come on honey," she said again sticking her head out the door this time.
"Tonya, I can't do this," he said in a whining voice.
"If I have to come and get you I will not be happy," she said now standing in the doorway.
"I don't want to do this," he said so she could barely hear him, but she heard.
Tonya stepped out of the room now and walked across the pavement her 3" high heels pounding the pavement with sounds of authority in each step. She grabbed the car door and opened it in a way that left know no doubt about how pissed she was now.
"Get out of the car, right now," she said holding the door then reaching in to grab his arm.
"Tonya please," he begged as he stepped out of the car. Tonya slammed the door closed and pressed the remote to lock the doors. She then used the remote to open the trunk.
"Grab the suitcases, and also grab the duffel bag. It has your restraints in it. If I have any more problems with you Max I will send you to the front desk in your sissy outfit to request a wake up call."
Tonya walked back to the motel room where she closed the door now. Max was looking about frantically hoping nobody was looking his way.
Max was a sissified man. Tonya was accelerating things very quickly. He had never been forced to go outside before, but then again it hadn't been that long since his indiscretion with Ginger, and he was still paying the price and the stakes were getting even higher.
His hair was bleached blond and had been done by Tonya at their house. She had caused him much mental anguish while bleaching his hair telling him how shocked his family was going to be when they saw him and how his friends would all distance themselves from him. She wasn't talking just about the bleaching but the way he now wore his hair all the time also. It was pulled up painfully tight in curly pigtails on the top back sides of his head. His bangs were combed straight and cut perfectly square across his eyebrows. Tanya had not applied Max's full makeup yet but the man was wearing eye liner and false eyelashes.
With his fingernails polished a bold red and longer than what would be considered acceptable glamour length but shorter than the Dragon Lady look, he grabbed the bags from the trunk and hurried across the parking lot. He hated long fingernails like his even on women. It was so gaudy and fake, but Tanya was dictating that and not him. She said he was lucky that she didn't have his toenails done the same way. That would require him to wear platform sandals all the time. He was also wearing 6" black spike heels and a very short pair of pink velvet shorts. His long legs bare and clean shaven. The blouse she had picked for him was the frilliest she could find online. It was white and buttoned down the back with large ivory buttons.
He prayed nobody saw him crossing the parking lot. Tonya had him unpack all the clothes and put them in the drawers or hang them up while she propped her feet up and rested. Though they were only going to be here for the evening she had brought enough clothes to keep him busy while they were here.
She had forced Max to strip nude while and only wearing his 6" heels while he did the ironing she had brought along. He was a well endowed man and his limp dick and balls hung in a useless state while he ironed Tonya's underwear wearing only high heels and a frilly white apron.
"Please Tonya, call this off," he pleaded as he continued the ironing.
"No sweetie. We are going to have a nice evening of sex with these young men. I know you're nervous but it is going to be just fine."
"No it's not Tonya, I don't want a guy I don't know sticking his dick inside me. I'm not up for something like this," he whined.
"Would you prefer someone you do know? Honey listen, once we get our makeup on and dressed in our sexy lingerie you'll feel differently. You'll feel sexy and the desire to be taken by a man will be overwhelming."
"No it wont Tanya."
"Now when you get done ironing my underwear I want you to attach the straps to each corner of the bed frame and leave them laying on top of the bed."
"Tonya no," he pleaded realizing she was pushing him into a corner he could not escape from.
"Yes Max. That's enough. I don't want to have to deal with you trying to get off the bed in the middle of our passion tonight. You are a sissy and we are both getting fucked tonight, you and me, by two well hung young men, so hush it and finish ironing my things."
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