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By Anonymous Author

It all started on a lonely Saturday night when I was home alone doing laundry.
I live on the first floor of a three-story building. The common washer/dryer for the building is in the basement, and a door from my bedroom leads directly into the laundry-room section of the basement.
There is a young, unmarried couple living directly above me. The woman, Kristen, is gorgeous! She just moved to the U.S. from England, obviously to live with her honey, Kevin. He is a successful stockbroker who is equally good-looking, he is also aggressive, and extremely hard-working. They are both serious about their careers, and they're renting a small apartment while they save money for their dream home.
Kristen is the cutest, sexiest woman I've seen in a long time. She has short, blond hair, a flawless face, nice tits, and a perfect ass which she keeps in great shape by getting up at 5:00am every morning to run 10 miles. I had seen her many times, walking in and out of the building, and I had even jerked off thinking about her beautiful body, but I had never spoken a word with her.
I first met Kristen in our back courtyard one day when she was going up into her apartment with her arms full of laundry. I was coming in from a workout and noticed she had dropped a piece of clothing on the bottom level of stairs. I hurriedly ran to help her, by calling out that she had dropped something. I said I would grab it and take it up to her.
When I grabbed the piece of laundry, I realized it was a tiny, black, silk thong! I got an immediate hard-on! I could hardly make it up the stairs because my dick was so hard holding this gorgeous creature's underwear. When I got to the top of the stairs, Kristen looked embarrassed as she realized I was holding her freshly laundered panties. However, as she took the thong from me, she looked me straight in the eyes with her piercing blue eyes, and if it was possible at this point, I got even harder.
She then looked down and could see my retro-adolescent hard-on through my workout shorts. Then, she looked right back into my eyes, with the confidence of a queen.
She was the one who had made a mistake, by dropping her laundry, but with one look, I became the embarrassed little boy, who felt like I should apologize. At the same time, she was transformed into a mature, sexy dominant figure, looking at me like I was a bad boy for having touched her laundry.
She said goodbye, as I struggled to walk back to my apartment. As soon as I got back into my apartment, I was so affected by my encounter with Kristen, that I ripped off all of my clothes and started jerking off right in the middle of my living room. I came in less than a minute.
Then, something happened to me that had never occurred in my entire life I remained hard! I was still so turned on and I felt like I needed more relief. I decided to go back to jerking off, but I was starting to get chafed. So rather than grabbing some lotion, I scooped up the pile of cum that was sitting in the middle of my coffee table and smeared it all over my cock for lubrication.
I then jerked off, imagining myself licking every inch of Kristen's body and smelling those sexy panties.
For the next couple of weeks, I couldn't stop thinking about Kristen and her panties. I kept hoping to see them, and touch them again. I figured it would never happen, but the thought made for a lot of great masturbation fantasies.
Then, one Saturday night, I decided to stay home and do laundry while the rest of my buddies were out drinking. I went down into the laundry room and as anyone can relate to the frustration, someone else was already doing their laundry.
I saw a basket of what looked like dirty clothes sitting on top of the dryer, while the washer and dryer were both running.
I had a thought that the clothes could be Kristen's! My heart started racing with a combination of anticipation and the fear of getting caught, as I went to look in the basket.
Sure enough, the basket was full of women's clothing, and sitting right up on top was another tiny thong. This one was brown, but it was the same style that I'd seen before. I grabbed it quickly and held it up. It looked beautiful!
As my heart pounded and my dick filled up with blood, I buried my face in the thong and inhaled deeply. I almost passed out from the overwhelmingly sexy mixture of scents. They smelled a little musky, like the smell of pussy, but there was also a different smell.
I quickly realized the smell was a man's cum. I looked in the panties and there was some dried-up cum that looked like a tiger stripe.
I have never smelled cum that wasn't my own, and seeing panties with a cum-stain was definitely a first, but I was so excited from being this close to panties that were on Kristen's beautiful body, that I had a hard time standing up. I didn't want to just put the panties back into the basket and end this little affair with the lovely piece of lingerie, but I also had never considered myself to be a pervert before.
However, my lust overcame me and I balled the panties up into my hand and left the laundry room with them.
I was now in my apartment, with a dick that could cut glass, and I wasn't sure what to do. But I quickly stripped and laid down in my bed to start stroking my cock.
I put the panties over my nose and mouth and deeply inhaled the strong scent. After doing this for a minute, I looked into my mirror, which I can see from my bed and a strange idea crossed my mind. I thought the idea was weird and perverted, but like someone possessed, I stood up and put the thong on myself.
I didn't know what I was doing, and even if I had decided against the idea, I don't think I could have stopped myself. I was literally in a dream-state. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in a thong! My rock-hard cock was stuffed into the front, and was sticking out the side.
I stood there and admired myself from all angles and was getting even more turned-on. I touched my dick through the silk panties to see if it was as hard as I thought, and as soon as I made contact with it, I started to cum. I stroked it through the silk and dumped an entire load into Kristen's panties! Oops.
After I finished pumping a load into her panties, I felt like I was coming out of a daze. I realized that a few minutes had passed since I had taken her panties, and I was now really nervous that I would be caught. I thought I should clean my cum off of her panties, but I wasn't thinking clearly and I decided to quickly return them to her basket, and pretend nothing happened. I was so nervous and hurried, that I was still naked, and I still had some of my own cum on my leg and on my cock.
As I opened the door into the laundry room, I almost had a heart attack! Kristen's boyfriend, Kevin, was standing there putting the dirty laundry into the washer. He turned around to see who was there and he looked pretty surprised to see a guy with a semi-hard dick standing in front of him holding his girlfriend's thong.
He recognized the underwear immediately and just yelled out, "What the fuck are you doing?" I started stammering about being confused with the laundry baskets and that I was just jumping in the shower and I thought I'd come down to throw a quick load of laundry in the washer.
He told me to shut up and grabbed the panties out of my hand. He started to scream that he was going to kick my perverted ass, when Kristen came down to see what the commotion was all about.
Kevin turned to her and told her that I had walked into the room naked with her panties in my hand, and he was going to beat the shit out of me.
I was petrified and embarrassed, standing in front of this couple, completely naked, but unable to run back into my apartment to wrap a towel around me.
Kristen stood there for a second and actually looked calm. She had a confident look in her eyes as she walked right over to Kevin, grabbed the panties and examined them for a few seconds.
Then she walked towards me, and in one motion, put her arm straight out over my shoulder, and closed the basement door that leads to my apartment. This door automatically locks from inside the apartment!I couldn't say or do anything. I just stood there, and I started to shake from being cold and scared.
But I was trapped, naked, embarrassed and in a lot of trouble with nowhere to go. Kristen then examined the panties a little bit more and looked at Kevin. She said to him in her amazing accent, "This little boy has been busy with my panties Kev."
Kevin said, "What do you mean? What did this fucking pervert do?"
Kristen responded, "Look, they're wet, almost dripping with something that smells an awful lot like cum. And look at the elastic, it's stretched out. This little fag was wearing my panties." Kevin stormed at me and shoved me into the door. He was about to throw a punch, but stopped when Kristen demanded that he control himself. She obviously has a great deal of control over this guy.
Kristen then took control, and told Kevin to stand back. Then she walked up to me and punched me right in the stomach. It caught me off guard, and I fell to my knees.
She started asking me why I was such a pervert and said that I didn't deserve to live in such a nice building. She said she was going to tell our landlord, so I would be evicted. She also said that she would tell our other neighbors and my buddies that I was a little "sissy-boy" who liked to wear women's underwear.
At this point, I regained my senses enough to realize what was happening, and I tried to capture an ounce of dignity. I started to apologize profusely. I said that this was not something I had ever done before, and I began to stand up.
Kristen just put both hands on my shoulders, pushed down hard, and screamed, "Stay down there!"
I went crashing down onto my knees and winced with pain. Kevin walked over to me and said, "If you even think about standing up again, I'm gonna kick you right in the face."
I started pleading with them that I was very sorry and I couldn't lose this apartment, I came clean on the whole thing, that I wasn't a pervert, I had just gotten carried away and I was very, very sorry. I then started stammering about how I would do anything that they asked me to do, just please don't let anybody know about this.
Kristen seemed to get very calm now that I was almost crying about how sorry I was. It was an interesting sight: I was kneeling at this couple's feet, completely naked, whimpering about how I would do anything to make up for it. Then Kristen handed me the panties and told me to clean them up.
I took them from her and started to get up off my knees so I could find a way to clean them. She slapped me right across the face and said very deliberately, "Stay down."
I just looked up at her, with what had to look like a frightened puppy's eyes, and started wiping the cum off of her panties with my hand. She let out a little giggle and said, "Nope, that's not what I mean. Lick them clean."
I looked at her again and started stammering about how I wasn't really a pervert and I couldn't do it. She let me finish, then she said, "I don't think you know the position you're in. If you don't do as I say, I can promise you that Kevin and I will beat the hell out of you right now. Then we'll have you evicted, probably arrested, and I'll make sure all of our neighbors and your friends know that you are a little sissy-boy who runs around in women's underwear. You'll have to find a new place to live, and I'm sure you'll want to find a new city, because you'll never have a normal social life again if you stay here. So, you have no choice other than to lick my panties clean, right now."
I just looked at her for a few seconds, thinking about the magnitude of what she had said. I looked at Kevin, who had a smirk on his face, but even he seemed a little bit shocked by the position I had put myself into. I was completely defeated. I looked back at Kristen, who said, "Go ahead sissy-boy, lick my panties clean."
I looked down at the panties and slowly started licking my salty cum. It was still pretty warm and creamy from my orgasm, and there was actually more fluid than I'd thought. Needless to say, I had never tasted cum before, and I was repulsed by the thought of what I was doing.
Kristen told me to make sure that I swallowed all of my cum, and told me to lick every inch of the thong, including the area that was up her "bum", and come to think of it, the area that was up my "bum."
As I continued to lick the thong, something terrible happened, I started to get hard! They both noticed right away. Kristen just sort of giggled and said, "Look Kev, this guy who say's he isn't a pervert is getting excited by eating his own cum and tasting his own asshole."
Then she changed the tone of her voice to a very serious one and demanding tone, she just said, "Keep licking until it's clean." I continued for another couple of minutes, licking the entire thong, including the strap that went up Kristen's (and my own) "bum". To my surprise and concern, my dick was now rock hard, standing completely at attention. I handed the panties back to Kristen and told her that I was sorry and that it would never happen again.
She didn't take them from me, instead she looked down on me and said, "Stuff them in your mouth, where they belong."
This was getting out of hand, but I didn't have a choice. I balled the thong up and shoved them into my mouth. Now I was kneeling in front of them, completely helpless, and I couldn't even talk, because I had the panties in my mouth and I was still hard as a rock.
Kristen looked over at Kevin and asked him if they had any housework left to do. Kevin's answer was a quick, "Absolutely!"
She told me to stand up and not to even try to saying anything. She said they were going to go upstairs to their apartment and I should follow behind them in about five minutes so nobody would think my little perverted ass was with them. Of course I had no clothes and I was locked out of my apartment, so I just waited for a few minutes, and then walked outside to the courtyard and went up the stairs to their apartment.
The chances that someone saw my naked ass walking up the stairs was probably about 99%. I knocked on the door, and they left me standing there for about two minutes, just in case there were some neighbors who hadn't see me yet.
Finally, Kristen opened the door and told me to come in. She told me to get back down on my knees and kiss the floor of her kitchen. I did so without hesitation. As I was kissing her floor, she said I was going to do all of their housework tonight, and seeing as how I liked wearing her clothes, I was going to be wearing two pair of her panties while I cleaned the entire apartment.
She told me to stand up and she gave me a lacy, white thong that barely allowed me to stick my entire cock into it. Then she led me into the bedroom where Kevin was up on the bed, with his pants around his ankles.
He was jerking off!
When we walked into the room, he started laughing at me for wearing the panties, but he continued to stroke his meat.
Kristen then lay down next to him, then snuggled underneath him and started licking his balls and sucking on his cock. In about thirty seconds, he grunted, "I'm gonna cum."
Kristen jumped up, grabbed a clean pair of panties out of her dresser and wrapped them around Kevin's cock. He proceeded to pump his entire load into the panties. When he was finished, Kristen took them from him, handed them to me and said, "Kev won't let me make you suck his cock, so instead you will wear these cum-soaked panties over your face all night. If anything starts to drip, I want you to eat it."
She then put the panties over my head, making sure that the wet spot from Kevin's orgasm went directly over my mouth and nose. It was starting to drip down my chin, so I had to start licking and swallowing Kevin's cum. I was so humiliated, but my hard-on didn't go away, in fact my dick started twitching like I was about to cum myself.
Kristen noticed this and said to Kevin, "See, he really seems to like it, I'll bet he would do a great job sucking your cock." Before I started cleaning the apartment, Kristen took out her camera and took about five pictures of me standing in the room, wearing a thong and wearing a pair of wet, see-through panties on my head. Because they were lacy, see-through panties, it was obvious that it was me, and the worst part about it was that my hard-on confirmed to anyone who would see these pictures that I was not totally protesting my situation.
I spent the next two hours cleaning the entire apartment, while wearing both pairs of panties. I was getting accustomed to the smell of Kevin's cum, and eventually I didn't even notice it.
Kristen took occasional pictures of me while I was cleaning, but they mostly sat on the couch and watched TV.
When I was finished cleaning, I had lost my hard-on and was almost feeling comfortable in my attire. I went into the TV room and told them I was through cleaning.
They both looked at me for a few seconds, they seemed a little bit nervous, but finally Kristen began to speak.
"We've decided how to resolve the situation. We have a cleaning lady who comes once a week. We're not happy with her services and we'd like to have our place cleaned twice a week. So we've decided that we'll use you as our cleaning lady twice a week, for three hours at a time. You will come to our apartment twice a week. You'll have no clothes on and you'll wear whatever we tell you to wear once you come in. You will then proceed to do whatever we tell you to do for the next three hours. This will usually involve cleaning, but you will have to do everything, EVERYTHING, that Kevin and I tell you to do.
This is perfectly optional for you, but if you ever decide that you don't want to do what we tell you, we'll tell the landlord about what we caught you doing, we'll have you evicted and we'll make sure that all of your friends see the pictures. If this happens, I'm sure you'll quickly disappear from our lives, and we can all forget the whole ordeal. However, this is the only way we can imagine living near you, knowing what you did. The agreement is for six hours a week. During the rest of the time, we won't have any control over you. You can go about your life and we will acknowledge each other as simply neighbors. However, during the six hours each week that you are here, you are our slave to do whatever either of us wants you to do."
I was quiet for a few seconds and I finally said, "I guess I don't have a choice. All my friends are here, I have a great job, and this apartment is all I can afford in this area of town. I accept."
"Good." Kristen said, "I have convinced Kev to let you suck his prick, so to begin the first three hour session of this week, I want you to give him a great blow job. But first, get rid of those panties, I'm getting sick of looking at you in my thong."
At this point, I was so demoralized that I didn't hesitate to obey any order. I took the panties off of my head and stepped out of Kristen's thong. Of course the activity made me hard again, which just made for more jokes from both of them. Kevin was sitting on the couch, and he had his legs spread, he had been drinking wine, so I'm sure his inhibitions were down. I knelt in front of him and pulled down his pants. He helped me get his pants completely off, so he could spread his legs and get comfortable for what I imagined would be his first-ever blowjob from a man.
His cock was flaccid, so I grabbed it and started massaging it like it was my own. I took my other hand and started playing with his balls. In about twenty seconds, he was hard. I was surprised when a feeling of accomplishment swept over me. Then Kristen walked up to us, leaned down into my face and said very deliberately, "suck it you little sissy-boy."
I swallowed Kevin's cock immediately. I put both hands on his ass and just buried my face in his lap as I tried to give this man the best blowjob of his life. I bobbed up and down on his cock and periodically tongued his balls as I continued to stroke his cock.
He seemed to be getting harder, and he really seemed to be enjoying it, but my mouth was also getting tired. However, I was trying very hard to give a great blowjob.
Suddenly, the only thing in my life that was important was to make this man cum in my mouth. I thought about something that a girl had done to me once that I had really enjoyed. I thought I would try it out on Kevin. I decided to lick his asshole.
I pushed his legs up into the air and went right for his hairy hole. I licked and sucked on his asshole for a while, then I went back to his dick. For the next fifteen minutes, he moaned and breathed hard while I moved my mouth from his dick to his balls to his asshole.
I completely forgot how tired my mouth was and I just made love to this man's crotch passionately.
While I was doing this, my ass must have been sticking straight out into the room, because I felt a cold, wet sensation on my asshole. I realized quickly that it was Kristen sticking some kind of cream into my asshole. She was lubricating my ass for something.
This was another new experience for me. My asshole had only been used for "exit" at this point in my life.
Before I could protest, I felt an invasion that must have been a dildo. It felt like a Coke can was stretching my asshole to the point of ripping it, but I was so engulfed in the blowjob that I just kept my ass in the air and let beautiful Kristen use my asshole for whatever needs she had.
She was now stroking the dildo in and out of my ass I was actually being fucked, while I was blowing a guy. I guess I had an idea of the invasion that she must have felt.
Finally, Kevin blew his load into my mouth. Even though it was his second load of the night, it seemed like a lot of fluid came out of his cock. I will always remember the strange feeling of pride I had when I made him cum. I swallowed all of it and even went back to his dick to clean any excess cum and my saliva off of him.
I was now painfully aware of the impaling my ass was receiving. As Kevin got up to leave, Kristen stopped fucking my asshole and told me to lay on the couch. She said that she wanted to see me fuck myself in the asshole with the dildo until I came. She said I was not allowed to touch my dick, but I had to keep fucking myself until I came.I got up on the couch and decided the easiest way to do it would be to lay on my back and stick my legs in the air. I could then reach underneath my ass and fuck myself with the dildo with either hand.
Kristen and Kevin just sat on the other couch and watched as their little cleaning lady fucked himself in the ass with a dildo. I continued for about fifteen minutes and I finally came all over my chest. Of course, they made me leave the dildo in my asshole while I wiped up all of my own cum with my hands and ate all of it. Then, Kristen set the stage for what would be the hardest summer of my life. She told me to pull the dildo out of my ass and lick it clean. It tasted like a combination of shit, sweat, and medicated cream. I'm lucky it didn't make me any sicker than just an upset stomach. But, of course I got hard again while licking the dildo, so I was told to jerk off for them again and lick up the little bit of cum that I still had in my balls.
They told me they were ready for bed, so I could leave, but before I left Kristen had one more thing for me. She said she had to go to the bathroom, but they were out of toilet paper. She said she would have used paper towels but her cleaning lady used them all, so I would have to use my tongue on her. I followed her into the bathroom and this beautiful girl proceeded to take a shit right in front of me. It smelled terrible. When she was finished, she told me to lay down on my back and she squatted that gorgeous ass right over my mouth. "Lick my asshole clean you little fag." I was repulsed at first, but then the realization that I was licking the asshole of this incredible girl came over me, and I did my best to clean out her entire colon.
When I was finished, she just looked down at me and said, "I'll see you in three days. Tuesday, 6:00, don't be late!" With that, I walked out of the back door and, of course, I was hard again.
The next ten weeks were some of the hardest, but also some of the most fun times I've ever had. The two of them lived up to their words of having me do anything and everything, but at least I still had my life for the other 162 hours of the week. I have licked every inch of both of their bodies.
I have been used as toilet paper for both of them more times than I can guess. They have both allowed me the pleasure of drinking their urine. I have given Kevin about 30 blowjobs, and I have also sucked off a couple of pizza delivery guys, just because Kevin and Kristen wanted me to. I've been fucked in the ass by their strap-on dildo toy countless times and Kevin has even fucked me in the ass a few times (of course I always have to clean everything that is stuck in my ass with my tongue). They dressed me up like their little girl a couple of times and had me go shopping with them while I was in drag. For the ultimate indignity, they had me take a guy from the park into the bushes and suck him off. And of course, the few times I was able to put my tongue on Kristen's pussy and lick her to an orgasm were the best days of the summer.
Through all of this, Kevin and Kristen had the cleanest apartment in the neighborhood.
They moved to a new city last week and told me I had served my punishment and I was now free to have my life back. They gave me the pictures, which I immediately burned, but they kept the negatives.I'm guessing that, one day, I'll see the pictures of me posted on the Internet. Or maybe I'll get a phone call, asking for me to perform my "cleaning duties."