Chapter 07: The Final Acceptance
By Jill York and Dan57
Joan in the following weeks had repeatedly to eat cum from his wife and her mother's pussies. He was heavily disgusted, ready to throw up at the beginning but he got soon accustomed to the taste and the weird sensations! What helped him was his intense training engineered by Mr Gupta : he was constantly considered as a girl, having to apply creams and make up every morning, to wear girl's clothes at any time, to control his voice to give it feminine undertones, to prepare food for the Macys, to go out shopping or be invited for a rock or a slow by unknown male partners in the dance halls she went to, three or four times a week now, with his two large boobs always on the prowl, never to be forgotten.
It was no surprise that Joan was soon thinking to herself as a girl. The idea of being the receptacle of men's cum was not so revolting for a female! Susan had laughed once when Joan had answered to Mary Macy in a discussion "the men do so but a girl like me thinks otherwise..." but that had been a very revealing slip! Joan didn't need any more supervision to choose sexy clothes and know how to attract men's attention at any time! Her hips were nicely swaying whenever she went out shopping and many men turned to follow her with their lusty glances in the commercial center or in her supermarket!
Mr Gupta soon took the habit of inviting always Joan to his evenings where Susan and her mother were fucked in any conceivable way by him, his two close friends, Mr Rajeev and Mr Gopal without forgetting Mr Macy. The fact that Joan was a direct witness of the total shame of his wife and his mother in law was a delicate pleasure for Mr Gupta, a complete revenge for years of scorn and ill treatments. He had finally decided that Joan would provide a small entertainment for the men, dancing for them, something like starters to begin the evening. Joan would appear initially wearing a saree complete with the usual jewels, bangles on the arms, collar and impossibly heavy earrings and even a nose ring with a chain joining it to her earring. Joan danced a long time in Bollywood tradition before exiting to Mr Gupta's office to change.
The second part of Joan's show involved an Egyptian belly dance of ten minutes. Joan wore then a blue muslin gauze dance skirt, a matching bra covered with sequins and a face veil that would have perfectly suited some Arabian Cheikh. The muslin was so thin that Mr Gupta and his guests could easily see Joan's tits bouncing wildly as she danced so lewdly with total abandon. They could see even the knickers that just covered her pussy and the string disappearing between her buttocks...Joan would then disappear in the adjoining room a second time. She even voluntarily increased the lascivious swaying of her hips as she exited the room to please Mr Gupta and his guests.
On other occasions, Joan put on a simple satin bolero with an extremely short and very clinging skirt. On the left part of the podium installed by Mr Gupta, there was a shining vertical metal bar. Joan had had to work for hours to prepare a good pole dance exhibition. She expertly stripped down to just her knickers and her stilettos, throwing her bolero and her skirt to the men. She made a really good show, climbing up the bar then gripping it between her ankles and hanging from it upside down, pushing her breasts forward and rocking her shoulders in a very sensual manner to arouse the assistance, pouting her lips as if she was sending them kisses.
Joan further teased the men by pushing aside her string and showing them off her rosette she opened for them in a very enticing fashion. Even Mr Gupta applauded when she finished her show, on her knees with her legs wide apart, cupping her naked breasts in her hands to offer them to the male spectators!
The first time Joan had appeared nearly naked to Mr Rajeev and Mr Gopal, they insisted with Mr Gupta to be allowed to fuck her as they still didn't know that Joan was really a man! Mr Gupta had denied them even to touch Joan, proposing them to fuck Elizabeth or Susan instead! Both men were pretty sure that Joan had very special abilities such as a nutcracker pussy that Mr Gupta wanted to keep for his own enjoyment and he derived from the mute desire of his friends a deep pleasure.
Joan was awfully afraid on the first show of having to service the two men. With repetition, the fear gradually transformed into a more and more delightful thrill and finally to actual arousal. Joan now loved to tease them with her open mouth and gaping ass hole. Maybe some time in the future, Mr Gupta would decide to have her service him between her huge boobs : Joan was now looking forward to it! She felt now so naughty with her lusty thoughts! Joan and Susan discussed about it on some evening as Mary Macy drove them home. Elizabeth was now the live in slave of Mr Gupta but he had allowed her to come along to the Macys' home for a few days as her husband William had come to visit her.
For this occasion, Mr Gupta had told Joan not to lick Elizabeth clean of the sperm her pussy had been filled with by the four men. On his orders, Susan had placed plugs on her mother's pussy and ass hole. It would be her husband's first job to clean both of her holes with his tongue but he wasn't allowed to touch her in any other way! Mr Gupta had carefully given his instructions for the night : Susan and Elizabeth were to sleep together in Mary Macy's bed and they were allowed to play together at will. Mary would sleep in Susan and John's former marital bed with Joan and Susan's father. She could do just as she wanted with both men!
On the next evening, Susan was back in her own flat with her husband and both her parents, Susan couldn't really find anything to say. Her mother was equally reticent. It was difficult for the four of them to come to terms with what had happened to them all over the last six months. The phone rang suddenly. Her father answered it out of habit. He nodded :
- Yes, Mr Gupta!
He repeated that at several times. He seemed to be agreeing with everything the Indian gentleman was telling him. Both Susan and her mother Elizabeth looked concerned as to what was being agreed, probably on their behalf. They couldn't do anything about it as they knew that if they had answered the phone, they would almost certainly be agreeing in a similar manner! When William got off the phone, he sat on the settee quietly. Susan sat on his lap as she did when she was a child and asked him gently
- What happened, Daddy? What did Mr Gupta say?
Elizabeth echoed her daughter's sentiments. William looked at Susan and his wife. He relished the suspense for the two girls!
- We are going to another party in the next hour up to Mr Macy!
- Will it be the same as before, Daddy?
- I think so, but Mr Gupta did say that he is going to bring along some young University Graduates. He is training them for higher Management in the Retail Trade.
- How are we to dress?
- He said he wants you in your normal business clothes. For you, Elizabeth, the typical outfit for well dressed older English lady : normal skirts and blouses. He just did say : no pantyhose!
Elizabeth glared at him in disbelief
- No pantyhose?
William nodded :
- Just panties and bra underneath. He wants to show the young men what older English women wear for underclothes!
Elizabeth blushed. Getting exhibited in front of Mr Gupta or his friends was awfully humiliating but the same thing done in front of strangers and especially other English men would be far worse! She could just wish she would never been told to perform in front of family members or friends! Susan hesitated and finally asked tentatively :
