Simon's Stumble part one

Wrong Place at the Right Time can be life altering

Simon was grabbed by very strong hand and lifted over a man’s shoulder.
“what the Fu-“
Was all he got out before a hand reached up and grabbed his balls and squeezed
“If you wanna keep these you gonna shut the fuck up”
Simon bit the back of the man’s suitcoat to keep from screaming, his mind racing on how he got here.
He just needed directions and since his phone wasn’t getting any service he stopped in to what seemed to be a hotel. The man behind the counter asked for his invitation and when Simon said he didn’t have one, and wasn’t here for the party, this ape of a man carrying him now stepped out of the shadows and threw him over his shoulder and now here Simon was trying to figure out what to do next.
Firmly but gently the hulk of a man set him down into a chair in an empty room and said, “Don’t move”
And that was it. The man just stood next to the only exit with his arms crossed. Simon looked up at him. He was a mixture of thick muscle and scowling intimidation. Something, in normal situations, Simon would find absolutely intoxicating.
“Um I was just lost and I just need to find-“
“Shut up”
And that was that. No talking. Simon’s balls still ached from the last warning. Just then there was a knock at the door and the large man opened it to a group of three, almost impossibly perfectly beautiful women.
All three of them were of various sizes but so polished and perfectly made up it made Simon uncomfortable. Beautiful people always put him on edge as he never felt like he belonged. Now Simon wasn’t “ugly” but he was never what one would consider “Hot”….just average…in every conservable way.
The women came in chattering. “Hello Joe, what-a-know” they trilled in a flirtatious voice.
“Oh look what we have here.” The dark haired one said as she approached Simon. “Not what we usually get in”
“Oh Deb, we’ve had worse”
“Yeah I think we can work with this”
By now Simon felt like he was being circled by a school of sharks. Their long fingernails touch and prodding here and there on his body.
“Alright stand up sugar” said the one with the red hair.
Simon didn’t move.
“I’d do what your told sweetness. Joe here can be real nice or reeeaaaallll rough” Said the woman with blonde hair
Simon stood up right away
“MMM Learns quick. Mama likes that” said Deb giving his khaki covered ass a smack. She was the most petite of all of them but really had some power behind her whollup. “Hey, Joe” She trilled “Can we get some help here”
Without a word at all Joe stepped forward and with no effort at all ripped ever piece of clothing off of Simon’s body. Leaving him naked except his underwear
“Debrah Get the mirror” Said Deb. The blonde woman walked out of the room and brought in a free standing full length mirror and stood it directly in front of Simon.
“this is my favorite part”
“Shut up Debbie” Said Deb “we all know what a cock whore you are”
They all laughed. Even Joe smiled as he moved behind Simon. Simon probably would have laughed too if he wasn’t so nervous. Not at the joke was made but really? These women were named Deb, Debbie and Debrah. This situation was so absurd.
“Ok Joe.”
With that the large man pulled Simon’s back against his suited chest. He ran his large hand down the young man’s shoulders and briefly caressing his bare nipples and slide down to his underwear. Finding the Y front of his briefs he ran his fingers into them and with one hard yank ripped the what remained of Simon’s clothing off.
“Huh, Debbie. Not bad but not really what I would call a shower” and with that, before he knew what was happening he had a small pink cage placed on his cock and locked.
“Much better. How bout a drink baby.” Said Debbie. Still afraid to talk Simon just shook his head. “Ok, well like I said, Joe can be nice, or not”
With that Joe grabbed Simon by the hair and yanked his head back. Simon opened his mouth to scream and something from a cup was poured into his mouth causing him to spit and cough and sputter.
“Lets try this again. How about a drink Baby?”
This time Simon spoke up. “Yes please”
“Ok so what he lacks in looks he makes up for in being a fast learner”
“Jesus Deb will you lay off of him. Here you go” and with that a straw was offered to him and Simon leaned forward to drink the contents out of the glass goblet. Stealing a look into the cup it was something that was pink and had a Sparkle? Was it to it”
“There you go Honey. Now just relax. Your Auntie D’s are gonna take real good care of you.
It was then that Simon began to feel something. Something like a Euphoria. His muscles began to relax and everything started to take on bright shimmer. He could feel every fiber of Joe’s suit against his bare skin. Joe had loosened his grip and Simon turned around to look up into face of the man that had been holding him hostage. Reaching up he touched the bearded face and began running his hand over the man’s chest. Finding an opening in his crisply starched button down he reached in to find the hair that lied beneath.
Simon’s mind was still conscious enough to question what he was doing. He didn’t want to anger him but he couldn’t stop touching the man. The textures of his masculinity were intoxicating.
“I think you got a fan Joe” one of the women said. At this point Simon wasn’t able to keep them straight.
Joe just grunted and ran his hands down Simon’s back to the cleft of his backside. With rough and callused fingere he spread Simon’s ample cheeks open. One of the man’s fingers began caressing the pucker that lay the center of the mounds.
Simon moaned and pressed harder into the man. The cage began to strain against his erection.
Another finger found the small hole and together they began to pull. Slowly stretching Simon open. He gasped and held on to the man tighter.
Confusion began to flood his mind as he felt something else against his pucker. He didn’t know what it was but then, whatever it was began to invade him. At first it hurt. Almost burned. He held tighter to Joe and looked up at him. Joe was looking directly into his eye.
I wonder what it would be like to be kissed by him Simon thought. He had never been a sexual being but something was starting to switch inside of him. “Joe, Kiss me” he thought but them man just continued to look at him.
Simon whimpered and buried his face back in the man’s ample chest. And felt the flooding of his anal cavity. Some part of his mind that was still holding on to reality said “They are douching you! They are literally douching you in front of everyone in the room” Even as he voided his bowels into what he assumed was a bucket. Simon didn’t care. It felt amazing and he wanted more. As if this mental request was heard the sensation happened again and again until all of the Auntie D’s were satisfied.
“Ok Joe, I think that’s good” and with that Joe set Simon back in the chair. There was a chilly emptiness now. Simon felt cold without the warmth of Joe’s large embrace, but he didn’t have long to dwell on it as the flurry of activity began. It was like Simon could only hold on to snapshots of what was happening around and to him.
Clouds of powder. The feel of silk on his legs. A pull at his waist. Something cold and wet on his eyelids. Waxy texture on his lips. Something hot near his scalp. A sharp stab at his earlobes
And then nothing
No hands. No pulling. No nothing
And audible silence pervaded the room.
The Auntie Ds parted to reveal the mirror and Simon just stared. The reflection didn’t make sense. There was someone else in the mirror. As his mind began to clear and his focus began to return he saw that was him. Completely changed.
He was Beautiful
From his curled hair to his corseted waist to his stockinged legs and highheeled feet. He was a sexual fantasy. And what was more. He felt it. A confidence he had never experienced before. He began running his hands over his body. Even gently touching his face to make sure it was his. The makeup was so expertly applied it hid any trace of masculinity that had been there before.
This transformation was so complete he still couldn’t believe it was him. That is until he glanced at Joe and noticed the growing bulge in the behemoth of man’s pants. Straining against the wool of his suit pants.
“Alright girls lets het her to the party”
Simon, still confused looked at the woman.
“well you didn’t think this was all for Joe did you?” They all began to laugh. Well everyone but Simon and Joe
“Hands behind your back sugar”
Simon still understanding he had no choice did as he was told and one of the women began binding his wrists and arms forcing his chest to be pushed forward.
A collar and leash was placed around Simon’s neck and he was lead out of the room. Right past Joe and into the hall way. There was a short elevator ride before exiting to another hall.
That’s when Simon heard the music. There was a party happening. One of the Debras placed the familiar straw against his lips and he sucked greedily. He loved that euphoric feeling and could feel the fear of reality seeping back into his consciousness. He didn’t want that. This was the first time in his life he felt that something exciting was happening. It was an adventure and he wanted it to happen!
They came to what looked like a double swinging door. Light highlighted the outline of its ornateness. Simon could feel the shimmer returning and the Doors were parted
As Simon’s eyes adjusted to the lights he realized. He was on a stage. Displayed in front of a room full of people.
No
Displayed in front of a room full Men

part two on its way