As a prelude to these posts, I'd like to say that I've not written any porn for a long time. I used to do it a bit, and enjoyed it, and I thought this might be a method to get more in touch with my own inner process. So if it's good, I hope you all enjoy it, and if you don't, well, maybe the next one will be better. This particular piece comes out of a chat rose and I had on a long car ride the other day, and stuck in my head a little.
Bunny was uncomfortably aware of herself. She was uncomfortably aware of the too-high heels digging into the backs of her thighs as she knelt. She was uncomfortably aware of the silk stockings squeezing softly at her freshly shaved legs. She was uncomfortably aware of the tightness of the top around the too-large breast forms and the tightness of the lace bra holding them in place. Of the corset, squeezing her waist into its proper place. Of the slight tickle of the bunny-tail butt plug filling her still-tight hole. Of her cock, struggling to get hard against the cage inside her matching lace panties.
But most of all, Bunny was uncomfortably aware of how far she had come in her transformation. She had come to this small house in the country two days ago as her old self, shy, awkward Brendan. Brendan had been offered the chance to learn things he had always dreamed about, yet only recently been able to admit to, and she was learning more than even those dreams had shown her.
Bunny had learned so much from Miss Rose. How to walk like a girl, with a sexy sashay. How to dress to best showcase her body. How to put on make up and make herself pretty. How to cook and clean like a good maid. But there was still so much to learn.
"Pay attention now, Bunny."
Mister Wyl's voice cut through her reverie, snapping Bunny back to the moment with a low, assertive rumble.
"You're here to learn, Bunny. So watch an expert at work."
Miss Rose was on her knees, naked in front of him. Her skin was flushed, the excited breath causing her perfect breasts to rise and fall with excitement, the nipples straining taught and hard at their tips, as she looked up to her owner.
"Here's your first lesson. See how excited rose is? See how she's practically drooling because she knows what's coming? That's the first secret. Don't just suck cock. Worship it. Love it. Admit that it's what you need."
Mister Wyl unzipped slowly, and Bunny saw Miss Rose gasp a little as his already-hard cock sprang free, bouncing off her lips. Bunny blushed hard as she realised she had gasped as well.
"I think that lesson's already sinking in", said Mister Wyl, his hand stroking through rose's hair. "Start, pet, show her what to do".
Bunny couldn't quite stifle the whisper of envy as Miss Rose's lips brushed against her Master's cock, making it twitch with pleasure. Miss Rose ran her tongue down the shaft and her lips back up it.
"Note, Bunny, how she starts slow, how she savours every moment of being allowed to worship my cock. Look at how her eyes stay up here on mine."
Mister Wyl put a hand behind her head, gripping her hair just a little, Forcing her slowly down, inch by hard inch.
"Keep watching, Bunny. Watch how she accepts it, watch how she understands her role is to bring me pleasure and nothing else."
Bunny couldn't take her eyes from the scene, at watching Miss Rose turn so easily from his instructor to her owner's willing cockslut. Bunny realised that this was who Miss Rose truly was, and whimpered with envy, wishing that she could accept it so easily.
Mister Wyl forced himself further down her throat and held himself there, choking rose with his cock. "Watch that dedication, Bunny. Gagging is nothing." He pinched Miss Rose's nose shut, keeping her pinned in place with one hand in her hair "Being choked is nothing."
Mister Wyl held her in pace as his eyes bored into Bunny's. "Worshipping cock is everything." He let himself slide from rose's mouth, and looked down at her. "Right, pet?"
Miss Rose gasped for breath, looking up at him, the blush spreading from her face to her whole body, cunt dripping. "Yes, Master."
"Good girl", growled Mister Wyl, allowing her to take back over, melting her mouth over his cock with a practiced motion, head bobbing with her hair still in Mister Wyl's hand.
Miss Rose's hand wrapped around her Master's cock, stroking it quickly with the tip still in her mouth.
"Watch how she knows exactly how to make me cum, Bunny. And note that she can't take her mouth away, even when she's using her hand. A perfect little cock worshipper. Watch and learn." He moaned, head rolling back, breath starting to become ragged.
Bunny felt her cock fighting against it's cage, felt her breath coming faster, watching with a sort of envied awe.
"And now the last part of the lesson", groaned Mister Wyl.
His cock twitched, shooting cum in thick, white arcs. The first few spurts landed on Miss Rose's upturned, expectant face, making her moan before she swallowed her Master's cock again, taking it all the way down her throat and sucking hard.
Mister Wyl's knees trembled and he steadied himself on Miss Rose, enjoying the feel of her contented moans around his shaft. Bunny watched, eyes wide as Mister Wyl's cock slid from his pet's mouth and she cleaned it delicately with her tongue, smiling up at him. His hand stroked her hair.
"Good girl. I'm sure Bunny found that very educational, pet."
Bunny moaned and shivered, goosebumps covering her skin. She knew now exactly what she wanted to become.
And was uncomfortably aware how badly she needed that dream to become reality.
