It was around 6pm when I got an excited text from her. The mysterious and miraculous domme who’d finally decided to choose me and use me. She was something I couldn’t believe. Beautiful, with eyes that grabbed my soul by the balls and lips that whispered an invisible order to submit. I signed all her papers, reading them with a little trepidation but a lot of giddy eagerness. ‘Forced Bi’ stared at me from the page.
*What does this mean exactly?*
She leaned over, the presence of her coming so close making me blush as she looked where my finger was pressed against the paper.
*Oh, that? That’s what I mentioned earlier, sweetheart. It means that if I want to pair you up with another boy to play together for my entertainment, you’re okay with it. You can say no, just cross it out before you sign and I’ll do the same on this copy.*
But it intrigued me, and I felt her eyes on me as I hesitated with the pen.
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Now, I’m driving to her place. It’s dusk, and I’m tapping my left leg while I step a little too hard on the pedal with my right. I have no idea what’s in store for me, but I know that this enticing woman wouldn’t do anything that she doesn’t know how to handle. She’s made me feel completely comfortable so far, but this time her excited and almost nervous texts confirming that I’m on my way make me wonder what’s different. I decide not to anticipate it at all, turning my radio up. Better to go in blind.
As it turns out, that’s exactly what she has me do when she opens the door. Before I can even say a word, she puts a finger to my lips and holds up a soft black cloth.
*No talking until I give you permission, slurry boy. Wear this.*
She’s almost whispering. *Yes ma’am*. I’m led through the darkness, confidently, by her warm hands while my heart beats faster and faster. I feel the warm light of her bedroom tease the cloth in front of my eyes and hear the door close. Another gentle finger to my lips reminds me to be a quiet toy. The finger draws away and I feel her soft, yet always strong grasp around my clothes, pulling them this way and that until they’re off and I’m completely naked. She slowly guides me and lays me down on her bed. King size, with a deep and soft mattress. I feel her presence laying across from me. Another set of breaths bowing the fabric alongside mine. Another one of her slender fingers to my lips, this time pushing them apart and probing for my tongue. I suck and lick obediently.
*Good, good, boy.*
She caresses my body from top to bottom. I hear her breath. Normally confident and slow, this time, she’s almost gasping with excitement.
*Open your mouth. Wider. Like that. Yes. Good boy!*
I’m rock hard, my cock resting gently on the soft bed next to my thigh, bare and exposed. She places a hand on the back of my head and guides it forward- just guiding, knowing that I’ll take the hint and adjust accordingly. I lean forward, lips wide, and my tongue meets something I’ve never quite tasted before. It’s not a vulva, it’s not a tit, but it’s fleshy, and I close my lips around— oh my god. I feel lips on the top of my cock too. How can this— my heart races and threatens to leap out of my chest if I don’t get some kind of explanation soon.
*Oh, you’re both so damn CUTE! All the way in, boys. Taste each other.*
Yes ma’am, once more. I’m shivering now, as I take more of this appendage in my mouth. It tastes a little sweet. A little salty. He’s getting even harder in my mouth now. I assume from the way it throbs against my tongue in time with my own heartbeat that he had no idea either. I lick and suck, and realize that I fucking love it. I have no idea who this other guy is, but this brilliant, schemey, sexy woman gave us both identical instructions and laid us down opposite each other. Perfectly orchestrated.
*I’m so proud of you both. Not even a flinch, and you’re sucking each other’s cocks for me! You know, it’s the first time for you both. You’re both taking your first cocks, and you look like you fucking love it! Moan for me if you love it. Don’t stop.*
A soft, deep, masculine moan resonates from near my hips. I respond. His tongue flutters around the tip of my head and I gasp, leaning further into him. He must be at least as big as me, or bigger, I think. His cock is warm and salty, and it keeps throbbing. Someone runes their fingers through my hair. Her confident hands take us each by the centers of our backs and push us together, feeling the warmth of each other’s bodies. She lays down on top of us, forming a pile of warm, excited flesh, rising and dipping almost in sync as we all breathe heavily and sensually rub against one another. I can feel her grinding her pussy on my new friend’s body for a bit before she moves to me. She bites my ear and giggles.
*Keep going, boys!*
I really don’t mind this at all. I realize that I might cum soon.
*Remember— you’re not allowed to say anything until I give you permission!*
She knows. Nothing gets past this woman… I’m sucking and licking and I feel that tingle, that pressure, approaching me like a train. How do I warn him? Should I moan? Would that count as “saying something”? Just as I decide that it’s too much risk, the throbbing cock against my tongue twitches and spurts, filling my slutty mouth with warm cum, and as the taste consumes me, I feel a surge rush through my body and I release as well, involuntarily thrusting into his face, letting my load pump right down his throat.
*Are you both cumming? Did I say you could cum?!*
She giggles, and smacks my ass, with a second smack eliciting a little moan from my counterpart.
*That’s alright, I’ll forgive you both if you each show me and then swallow it all.*
We do. She loves it. She’s holding my chest and she kisses me deeply, for a long time. She turns and kisses him too. My member twitches in the air, wet and cool, satisfied. She sits up and caresses both of our hard bodies.
*You both did so well for me! I’m surprised you took it so well. Maybe one of you can fuck me soon… maybe*.
She giggles, and leads him out first. I hear a car door close, and an engine start before getting quieter and quieter.
Driving home, I can’t help but wonder who he was. Will I ever know? She had good taste, though. Somehow she knew. We both loved it. I drive off into the night, looking anxiously at every car around me, wondering which one might be driven by the man who just filled my mouth with cum at the orders of such a goddess.
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*Hope you liked this! Please feel free to drop feedback or reactions, I love knowing what people think of the stuff that comes out of my head lol!*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rmq9pe/forced_bi_mmf_fdom
An interesting variation on the usual forced bi fantasy, for me at least. Forcing two straight guys to go down on each other, for her amusement. Now, my usual fantasy is that the woman already has a boyfriend, or a male sex partner who is absolutely huge, and straight generally speaking. She brings in an unsuspecting straight guy under false pretenses, but through a combination of her own ASMR and physical power over me, and the rush of at first confusing but undeniable, unexpected craving I feel as I look at that clean, hair free monster cock, before I know it I am down on my knees, yielding to these new feelings of need to worship and suck that cock. Of course, in this day and age this could only happen if I knew that everyone was vaccinated and boosted, as well as STD free. She gets down on her knees along side me, guiding and teaching me, pushing my head down on it, and whispering in my ear to not be afraid. My own particular preference would be a very young white guy with little or no body hair.
Will there be a part two? Oh please make a part two! This wasn’t enough! It’s was too good and making me want so much more
I don’t know what’s harder to believe; that I actually wrote the line “No talking until I give you permission, slurry boy” or that nobody corrected the typo lmfao