Auto-Ride Made Me A Crossdresser Whore – Part 5

Except for some dirty and humiliating ones, most of Raghav’s dialogue will be in English in this part about the crossdresser whore. I thought that it is easier for me than translating each of the dialogues.

The ride home was uneventful. I just sat dumbfounded in the back seat while Ragahv just fled the auto fast. In a short time, we reached my place.

I picked my bags and climbed the stairs. Raghav followed me, carrying another small bag. Where did he get it from? I am sure he was spotting a glee. I was scared like crazy but also somewhat numb. I will just introduce him as my cousin to Salil, my flatmate, I thought.

As we climbed stairs, I was sure that Raghav’s eyes were on my butt. We reached the door, and I rang the calling bell. As we were waiting, suddenly Raghav slapped my butt not so lightly, making me yelp a little.

I turned to look at him sharply. But instead of moving away, he moved closer behind me and started groping me.

“Please stop,” I tried to whisper, “Someone will see.”

“Oh! so you don’t have a problem if we were in a closed room, slut.”

I could feel my penis trying to get hard in the cage with no hope. Did I just leak more? I could feel the panty getting wet. I rang the bell again. The room suddenly opened. “What, dude? I was sleeping,” Salil said, opening the door.

I was taken aback by him, suddenly opening the door. To my relief, Raghav had taken his hand off me. Not only that, but he was also standing a little distance away.

“This is my cousin Raghav from the village. He also works in this city,” I mumbled to Salil as we walked inside.

“Oh! Nice, what do you do, Raghav?”

“I work as a personal trainer, and in the spare time, I ride auto and taxi,” he said, winking at me.

“So you have been here for a long time?”

“Yeah.”

“Rakesh never mentioned you.”

“Rakhi found out that I was in this city only yesterday.”

“Rakhi?”

I was startled that he called me Rakhi.

“Yeah, we used to call him Rakhi in village, nice pet name, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” said Salil, chuckling, “but it sounds more like a girls’ name, doesn’t it, Rakhi?”

Both of them shared a laugh at my expense. I wanted to say Hahaha, very funny guys,’ but words were not coming from my mouth. Luckily for me, Salil wanted to sleep more.

“Sorry Raghav, this being a weekend, I would like to sleep some more. If you are going to leave soon, see you next time when you are around, I hope you will be visiting.”

“Oh, yes. I will. I have decided to train Rakhi into good, so I will come regularly.”

“Great, see you then. Maybe you can train me as well.”

“Let us see,” Raghav said, smiling and eyeing Salil. “I am sure Rakhi would like a ‘saali’ for company.”

“Oh, no name calling me. Hahaha.” Salil laughed as he was walking towards his room.

I was surprised that Salil did not find Raghav referring to me as Rakhi odd. It is only right being called by a girl’s name when wearing panties, right? Wait, what am I thinking. Salil went to his room, and I entered my room, with Raghav at my back. Once we were inside, he closed the door and said.

“Strip!”

“What? ” I was surprised.

“Don’t make me repeat, strip.”

As if on autopilot, I removed my T-shirt and pants. When I was about to remove the panties, he asked me to stop. He handed me a shoulder-length wig different from the one I was wearing the other night.

“Put this on. When alone in our presence, you will be dressed Rakhi.”

As I placed the wig on my head, he pulled out other things from the bag.

“Go clean yourself,” he said, handing me an enema bag.

“From now on, you will clean yourself twice a day, morning and evening, understood”?

I stood dumbfounded.

“Understood?” he was more stern this time.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Sir? Why did I call him Sir?

“Look how big a sissy slut you are. Look at that big wet patch. Have you been leaking all through,” he said, pointing at the huge wet patch in front of my panty. I blushed in shame.

“Go slut, clean yourself, and come back. I need to leave.”

It didn’t take me a long time to clean myself. I had remembered it from the first time Sheena did it. Even though I knew where this was headed, I felt quite calm. I also felt embarrassed that my caged cock kept on leaking. I returned to the room with a clean bottom and dressed in panties and a wig.

“Put this on,” Raghav said, pointing at a black babydoll spread on the bed. Without any resistance, I put it on. It barely reached my thigh. Next, Raghav held up a lipstick and said, “You will learn to do proper makeup, yes, slut? This is good for now.”

I took the lipstick from his hand without hesitation and applied it on my lips, looking at the mirror. I could see that I did a bad job compared to Sheena. Did I feel a bit disappointed? He pushed me down on my knees near the bed, sat on the bed, and opened his fly.

“Slut, do your work.”

I could smell his manhood. It was not as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe he took a bath, but I didn’t want to do it.

“Why are you waiting? Should I ask Saali?”

Hearing Salil’s name, I became alert. I knew that there was no way out, and Raghav wouldn’t hesitate to expose me to Salil. Moreover, he has clicked me in this dress in my room. I don’t really stand a chance of escaping this.

I moved closer, gave his shaft a lick. It was warm and veiny, and I didn’t find it repulsive!

“Yes, like that – but take it in your mouth.”

Saying this, Raghav pushed the head into my mouth. I could taste the salty precum and smell the musk. This is not very bad, I thought. I tried sucking and licking, but Raghav was not impressed.

“Rakhi, you are terrible at this. You really need to learn. Here, I will teach you,” saying this he held my head and started fucking my mouth furiously. I was finding it difficult to breathe, and my eyes were welling.

As he hit my throat, my gag reflex kicked in. Sensing this, he took out his cock. My saliva formed a string connecting his cock with my mouth. “You are hopeless at this. You should train your throat well with the dildo in the bag. If you are not good at this in two weeks, be ready to face the consequences.”

He motioned me to stand up. I laboriously stood up. My face was a mess. He motioned me to turn around. I did and stood there as is. Suddenly I felt a strong slap on my butt. “Slut, once I have used your mouth, you have to immediately present your boipussy for my use, bend over, make yourself ready.”

To my surprise, I bend forward, holding on to the edge of the bed. Did I secretly wish to feel a pulsing cock inside me again?

“Hmm, good, but who will lower your panty?” Raghav yanked the panty down. Sending a jolt of pain through my caged clitty. Clitty? I mean penis. “Hehehe, look at the slut, look how much she is looking,” said Raghav pointing at the line of precum falling down from my cage penis.

He held my balls tightly started massaging the opening of my penis with his finger. My body shuddered, and I felt my body going weak. “Hehehe, Bada Saab was right. You really are a slutty girl. Look at you shiver like a wimpy girl at the touch of alpha.”

He brought his precum covered fingers in front of my mouth. I instinctively licked them. He slowly fucked my mouth with his finger, and I stood there, enjoying? I was feeling very ecstatic. I had become very horny that I badly wanted to cum.

“Raghav…” I whispered.

“Sir, for you slut.”

“Sir, can you please remove this cage? I cannot take this anymore.”

“You want this to be removed?” He lightly tapped the cage, and I shuddered again.

“Hmm, maybe. What will you do in return?”

Suddenly I didn’t know what to think. In the meanwhile, Raghav had started massaging my puckered hole with his saliva covered fingers.

“What slut? Do you have nothing to offer?” He asked as he pushed his finger inside my asshole.

“Please, Sir, remove it once. I will do as you say.”

“That you will do anyway.” He chuckled while slowly settling into a rhythm of fucking my ass. Did I moan lightly?

“Beg me to use your boipussy. If you impress me with your begging, then I may consider.” He brought the finger close to my mouth. I welcomed it in without any hesitation. It was just in my ass, and now I am licking it clean.

He pushed another finger in and scooped some saliva in both his fingers.

“What slut, cat got your tongue?” He asked, pushing both his fingers inside my ass together. I jumped in surprise.

“Sir, please use my boipussy,” I whispered.

“What slut, I didn’t hear” He was fingering my asshole quite fast now. And my caged penis was leaking precum with no stop in sight.

“Sir, please use my boipussy,” I said a little louder.

“Hehehe,” He laughed. “You are not getting out of that cage anytime soon.”

“Sir, please use my slutty boipussy. Treat me like the slut I am,” I said in a loud husky voice. All the ministration was making me foggy, and it was getting harder to think. I felt him positioning his head near my entrance. And before I could process, in one swift motion, he was in.

“Ah!” I shouted in pain.

“Quiet slut, or do you want Salil to come in and join.”

I tried to bite down the pain. For a moment, the pain had brought me back. I was not horny anymore. I realized how worse a situation I am in. Fear took me over, and my body collapsed on to the bed. Maybe Raghav sensed this was coming. He had held onto my hips.

Now there I was, body prone on the bed, legs dangling outside, held on hips, ass projecting upwards, and fucked slowly by a man. I didn’t know how much time passed, maybe not even in a minute. My caged cock started tingling again. There was no pain. I was feeling a weird pleasure.

Precum kept flowing from the penis. I was again feeling helplessly horny. Later I would come to know that Raghav is an expert at finding p-spot. I was moaning slowly then. I felt something bu idling up inside me like the whole body was on fire.

Suddenly Raghav left my hips and turned me around. Before I could register what was happening, spurt after spurt of his cum fell right on my face. Some on the eyes, some near nose, some on the nose, and some squarely in the mouth.

I somehow swallowed some of the cumdump. Did I lick my lips also? I was very frustrated by then. I badly wanted to cum.

“Sir,” I asked tiredly. “Can you please remove the cage?”

“Clean your face, then we will think about it” I suddenly tried to take a towel from nearby and wipe my face. Raghav caught my hands.

“Good girls, don’t waste cum.” Hearing this as if on automation, I started scooping up the cum on my face and licking my fingers clean.

“Hmm,” Raghav pulled me up and made me sit on the bed. “Now clean this. He brought his cock near my face.”

I would later come to know that Raghav had fed me an aphrodisiac before the session started. Unfortunately for him, it kicked in late. But I didn’t know it then. To my surprise, I hungrily took his flaccid cock, which was just in my ass, and started slurping it clean.

I held it in my hand and licked it all around it. I could taste his cum on it and smell the fragrance of the enema. It was nice of Raghav to pick up an enema that had a sweet smell. Am I thankful?

“Nice job slut, you did at least one thing good,” said Raghav while putting his clothes back on.

I looked at him expectantly. “Are you missing this already, slut?” He asked, pointing to his crotch.

“Sir, please remove this,” I said, pointing to the cage.

“Hmm, I don’t think you did a good job that you deserve it slut. Normally girlish looking guys give the best blowjobs,” he said dismissively.

“Sir, please. I did as you told.”

“Slut, I don’t have time for this. I need to leave now.”

“Sir.”

“Slut, you are not getting a release today. Now shut up and listen. What time do you leave for work? I will drop you to work most of the days from now on. ”

“9 AM, Sir”

“Good, be ready and on time. You will not be wearing any boy underwear if you do be ready to face the consequence. And you will also be having this inside you,” he said, fishing out a medium-sized butt plug from the bag.

“You will clean your bottom and put this. You will also find enough panties in this bag. With that slutty clitty of yours, I don’t think you can go without one. You will be making a huge mess in your trousers. Ok slut, I will leave now.”

Then I realized that he was really leaving and was serious about not removing the cage. I was also scared to ask him again, so I looked expectantly at him. He put on his clothes back and walked towards the door.

Just before leaving, he turned around and said, “If you are so horny, then think about using that dildo, But if you do, make sure that you use it to train your mouth first.”

With this, he left, leaving me a horny mess. I was running my hands all over smooth body over the baby doll, over the thighs, over the clitty, around the groin, around my boipussy, all over. The aphrodisiac which Raghav had made me consume somehow had totally kicked in.

Without any hesitation, I searched through the bag and grabbed the dildo. For a moment, I caught myself admiring its dark brown color, the smooth head, and the veiny structure. Then I gave it’s head a lick. It was tasteless. Nor did it have the warmth of Raghav’s cock.

But I licked on, and slowly pushed it in my mouth, and then gradually built in a rhythm of fucking my mouth. I was hesitant to push it deeper and rhythmically fucked my mouth with shallow strokes. I found my tongue trying to trace the texture of the fake cock. I was sucking it in and out like a lollipop.

My frustration was only building. Without further thought, I pushed the dildo in my hole in one push. It had no problem going in. I was still wet from the enema, lube, and Raghav’s fucking. I was so desperate that I fucked myself furiously, trying to reach as far as possible.

I kept on leaking. My penis seemed to have given up on getting hard. But it was tingling like crazy. I wanted to release so badly, but sadly that was not coming. In desperation, I tried to rub on the bed and play with my nipples with one hand while increasing the speed.

I could feel some new sensations building up inside me. But increasing the speed was a bad idea, and my hands got tired, my legs also got cramped. It was impossible to go on. Slowly I gave up trying and laid on my side defeated, with the dildo still in my ass, a leaking and clitty, and a broken mind.

Maybe I dozed off for fifteen minutes. When I woke up, I was calmer. Then to my fear, I realized that the door was not bolted, suddenly I jumped out of bed to lock the door. As I got up, the dildo fell off from my ass. I realized that I was having this odd feeling of being empty.

Did I want to have something in my ass? God, what have they done to me? I locked the door and returned to my bed. As I looked around, I saw the wrinkled sheets, cum stained panty and sheets, the shiny dildo, and the dreaded bag. I was still horny, and I knew that it was not going to get any better.

Maybe I should take a bath. I picked up a towel and went inside the bathroom to have a cold bath and calm myself down.

I dozed off.

Please send me your feedback and ideas. As I said in the last part, I haven’t started writing the next part even though I have some sketches. So I cannot say anything about when will the next part come, apologies in advance.