The Upsell

The UpsellThe UpsellI walked in holding the busted cable. The stupid iPod cable had a cut init, or something, I didn't know. All I knew is it didn't work anymore.Adelaide's was the new department store in town. They were having anopening-week sale and I figured it would be a good chance to replace thecable and check out the new place. I'd left my roommate Cal on the couchand went out to get our music situation sorted.I headed to the electronics section and began poking around, looking for anew cable. Before too long I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around."Can I help you, sir?" he chirped. I looked up. He was tall, taller thanme at least, a broad man with a wide smile and slicked hair, stuffed intothe store uniform. I paused for a moment, caught in his intense eyes."Um, well, I'm just looking for a new cable," I stammered."Of course, sir, right this way," he said smiling. He motioned me tofollow him and I did to a rack of cables."Oh, thanks." I took one off of the rack and started to turn towards theregisters."Wait just a moment..."I turned back to him."You know, sir, as long as you're here buying the cable, you may as wellrevamp everything and get a new iPod!""What? My iPod is fine, though," I said."As long as you're upgrading, you may as well go all the way, don't youthink? After all, you're already spending money on that, what's an extraiPod?"I raised an eyebrow. He couldn't be serious! That's hundreds of dollars!As I looked at him though, he took a step closer. I stayed fixated on hiseyes. I somehow couldn't look away, they were just eyes but somehow soimposing. He put a hand on my arm and squeezed lightly, I felt as thoughhe was holding my whole body firm."Come on, treat yourself," he said. There was something very soothingabout his words.My eyes followed his. I heard someone say "Sure, why not?" and quicklynoticed it had been me. Before I could take it back I was briskly led tothe display of iPods nearby."Now," he said, "I know just the one you need." He reached up to the toprack, farther than I could have reached myself, and pulled down a new,shiny, pink iPod."Pink? But... that's not what I...""Come on," he said. "You're getting a new iPod. You might as well have anew color! You don't want the same color you already have."I quickly nodded. Of course, I thought, that makes perfect sense. "Still...pink isn't really me..."He affirmed me vigorously, "You know, I completely agree. This doesn'tmatch what you've got going now at all." He passed the iPod box into myhands. "As long as you're here, then we may as well get you the kind ofoutfit that goes with that brand new iPod."I was taken aback. "What? But I didn't come in for clothes!"He laughed. "Of course not. But as long as you've got that new iPod,you've got to have something to wear it with! You don't want to have aniPod that doesn't match, of course you don't!"I tried to argue but could only mumble as he looked at me, intensely,waiting for a response. My head hurt a little. I could only nod weakly.Again he grabbed my hand and led me at a fast pace over to the clothing.He began eagerly rummaging the racks while I stood there lamely.It took me a moment to notice where we were. "Hold on... we're in thewomen's section! What are you doing?"He thrust some clothes in my arms. "Like you said earlier, you've got tohave something that goes with that iPod! Do you think you're going to findclothes that go with the pink iPod in the men's section? You just won't.If you want the iPod you're just going to have to try these on!"I looked at the iPod still in my hands, slowly adjusting downwards to seewhat he'd handed me. I set down the iPod and separated the pieces.On top was a jean skirt... but it seemed so short! Even for a woman... thenext piece looked fairly normal... a black shirt. But the hole for the headwas so large! It must have a huge... what do you call it... neckline? The lastpiece in my hands was a pair of panties. "Pink," he pointed out, "tomatch." But not only that, lines of white frill ringed the panties.I looked at the outfit for a moment, confused. The only piece that matchedthe iPod was the panties... and who would even see those? Wait... I wasn'tconsidering actually wearing this stuff, was I?! By the time I looked up Iwas in front of the dressing rooms. I hadn't even remembered walking overhere! The salesman handed me a pair of black sheer pantyhose, which hemust have picked up on the way. He apparently needed both hands free as heentered the dressing room and turned towards... the sink?"What kind of dressing room has a sink in it?""Oh this is a deluxe establishment, sir, with full spa services. Alloutfits are accompanied by a completely free assisted dressing and bodysculpting.""Body sculpting? But... I don't...""You're already getting the outfit. And it's going to look terrible withall that body hair! That outfit may as well be wasted if you don't go forthe free sculpting, sir."He came out of the dressing room and stood very close. I looked up at himtowering over me, staring at me, his voice flowing through me. Well... Ididn't want to waste a good deal. I felt a little dizzy as I entered thedressing room.The salesman stood in front of me and pulled off my t-shirt, tossing itover the dressing room door. Next he sat me down and slid off my shoes andsocks. He pulled me back up and undid my shorts and dropped them, with mybriefs to the floor. I said nothing and stepped out of them, blushing. Hepicked up everything and tossed it over the door as well.Pulling out a small bottle, he squeezed a large amount on his hands andbegan spreading it over my chest, my back. He knelt down and covered mylegs. He roamed behind me and pushed me over, so my hands were on thewall. He spread it over my ass, and between the cheeks. As my entire bodybegan to tingle he pulled out another, smaller bottle and rubbed it overmy balls. He looked up at me and winked. "This one's a little less harsh!"as he snapped the bottle closed.The attention to my balls and ass got the attention of my cock, whichbegan to grow. I bit my lip in embarrassment and blushed deeply as Ilooked up at the salesman, who caught a solid glance at my firm fiveinches standing before me."Very cute, sir!" he nodded. "Now just wait here a moment while the creamdoes its work."The salesman tossed open the door, to the shock of a woman a few yardsaway looking at jackets. I gasped and she moved on. The salesman waved forme not to worry and shut the door. I stood there, my whole body itchingand tingling. It must have been five minutes before he Escort bayan returned, bearing apair of four-inch pink heels. "To match!" he repeated, closing the doorbehind him.I had no time to think about the shoes as he wet a rag and began wipingthe cream off of me. He turned me to face the mirror behind me. I watchedas all of my body hair slid off in alarming volume. For some reason, mycock remained hard. The cloth on my balls and ass didn't help. Afterfinishing, he washed the rag off and gave me a second going-over, to makesure all the cream had gone.I stood for a moment, looking at myself in the mirror. It was amazing howdifferent I looked with just the removal of some hair. I wasn't sure Iliked it but... it was free, wasn't it? Of course I had to let him.He handed me the outfit and stood in a corner as I dressed. I slipped thefrilly panties up my legs, appreciating the feel of the soft fabric on mysomewhat tender skin. Looking in the mirror, I blushed. Why was I wearingthis? I'm a man but... then I remembered it was to go with the iPod. Ofcourse, of course. My still-hard cock was tamed by the panties a bit, andstrained against the fabric. At least it wasn't still poking out free.I stepped into the jean skirt and fastened it around my waist. I sulked amoment in the mirror, noticing that the bottom of my panties were still alittle visible under the short skirt. "I don't think..." I started, but wasinterrupted as the salesman handed me the top. I forgot what I was goingto say and dropped it on my head. The low neckline looked a little silly,without any tits to support it.Thinking over the aesthetics of the outfit, I unpackaged the pantyhose androlled it on my feet and legs, having a little bit of difficulty butfiguring it out.The salesman held my arms and sat me down, kneeling once again to slip theheels on my feet. He stood me up, holding my hand for the first few wobblysteps. I quickly figured out my gait in these new weird shoes."These clothes wouldn't have gone with your old shoes. It wouldn't makeany sense to get them without these heels!" nodded the salesman. I noddedin agreement. The skirt would look ridiculous with my old sneakers.He opened the door and I stepped out."Hey... where did my old clothes go?""You know, I just remembered. Those shoes can't be bought on their own.They're a package deal... only five dollars above the normal price, but itcomes with a makeover package!"I shook my head... wasn't I asking a question? I couldn't remember as hekept talking."But, makeup? I...""It comes with it. You might as well."Before I said anything, he started leading me in my new outfit and shoesover to the makeup counter."Carol, darling, as you can tell this man here has a new themed outfit.See the pink?" he said, briefly lifting up the skirt to reveal my lacepanties to her. "Something to go with that."I noticed a sign next to Carol stating that makeovers were typically $60.And here I was getting one for only five dollars extra... I supposed it onlymade sense to go through with it.I sat in the chair, leaning back. Carol smiled over me and grabbed hertools. A few minutes of poking, prodding, and brushing, she sat me up inthe chair and held a mirror before me. I gasped. Big red lips, deepstrains of shadow running up my face, shaped and smoothed eyebrows, and adark eye shadow.The salesman nodded at me, smiling. He pulled me out of the chair and tookme to a full length mirror so I could have a full view of the outfit. As Ilooked, he tsked and sighed."You know it's a shame," he said."What?""I've got to say, in that makeup you look downright feminine. But as soonas you go home, you're not going to know how to put it on again.""I guess that's right...""It would sure be a waste to not take advantage of being so feminine whileyou have a chance. That free makeover would just be for nothing.""Well I wouldn't want that..." I was catching up. Wait a minute... feminine?How the heck did I end up completely made up like a..."Let's just make sure to take advantage of that makeup while you have it."the salesman grabbed me once again and led me to a door marked "employeelounge," closing the door behind him.My eyes went wide as he unzipped his pants and reached inside, pulling outhis cock... it must have been eight inches, and thick. I gasped and lookedup at him. "But... but I...""That lipstick is non-smear, sir. I just want you to get the most out ofyour purchase, this is really an essential add-on. And a professionalcourtesy to our guests here at Adelaide's."I touched a finger to my lips. None of the lipstick came off. I paused,but he stared directly at me. I looked up at him again, those dark eyesholding my gaze until I began to sway lightly back and forth. My eyesdropped to his cock."Ma'am, I really wouldn't want you to waste your purchase. You alreadyhave the makeup on, you may as well."Did he call me... it didn't matter, a mistake is fine as long as he'sworking so hard to get me such a great deal! I smiled and dropped to myknees. I leaned forward and parted my lips, taking the head of his cockinside.I licked at the head of his cock before taking it in further. His cockthrobbed in my mouth as it went in further and further. As it hit the backof my throat I began to cough but he warmly informed me that as long ashis cock was in there, it wasn't much more to just let it go a bitfurther. His words flowed through me warmly and my throat relaxed.Soon he was holding my head and thrusting his cock down my throat withregular rhythm. I caught myself moaning. He stood tall before me,completely dressed except for his cock buried inside me.He thrust deep inside one last time, holding my head, and broke hisdemeanor for only a moment to gasp as he began shooting ropes of cum downmy throat. I swallowed it all, a few drops falling on my tongue as hepulled his cock from me. I rolled it around on my tongue, enjoying thetaste.I stayed on my knees in front of him as he stood there, his cockdeflating. When it allowed, he tucked the cock back inside his pants andzipped up. I noticed happily that there was no lipstick on his cock. Apurchase well justified!He helped me to my feet, immediately reaching a hand down under my skirtand feeling my panties. My rock hard cock was straining against thepanties again, a small wet spot forming on them."Ma'am, I'm glad you seem to be enjoying this.""I have to get a good value, don't I?""Yes, of course. And this is exactly the kind of value a sissy slut likeyourself is looking for."I jolted back a moment. "Wait, Bayan escort what? What did you call me?""Well ma'am, you've just had sex with man whose name you don't know whiledressed in women's clothing and makeup. I can see that you've selected tobe a sissy slut. That's the term, ma'am. It's very popular, an excellentchoice."I looked down at myself, and over at him. No way... why had I... how was I... Iblushed deeply"No... no way... that's not who I am!""Ma'am I would like to point something out. Just to optimize yourexperience here at Adelaide's..."His soothing voice rocked me. I looked in his eyes and forgot again whatmy objections were."Once men such as yourself have chosen to be sissy sluts, we do offer anadditional program which can get you cash back on your purchase.""C... cash back?""Of course, ma'am. You already enjoy being fucked by strange men. You mayas well get paid for it as long as that's what you're doing."Prostitution? But... well if I was going to be doing this anyway it onlymade sense. But... wait! I wasn't planning to do this ever again! But, I'dclearly already done it. My head began to hurt again. I put my fingers tomy forehead."Ma'am, I've just got to say it. When a sissy slut is fucked for free,she's just missing out on opportunities for cash!"I nodded, slowly. Of course, that would be silly. What if I'd gotten paidfor blowing him right now? I'd already missed out on the savings. I wasn'tabout to let myself get taken advantage of again!He smiled. "Excellent, ma'am. I'll get you started. One moment."He led me to a back door out of the employee lounge. It opened into analleyway, where a van was waiting."Ma'am, inside there are your first two cash-back opportunities," he said.I nodded, happily.He opened the back doors of the van. Inside were two large men, both withbeer bellies and built upper bodies, completely nude, stroking their fatcocks.I climbed into the van and the salesman shut the door behind me.I paused, unsure what to do. I realized I didn't have much experience withthis... maybe I wasn't a sissy slut after all? But quickly I noticed myeyes locked on their fat cocks and leering grins and I nearly began todrool.They didn't pause to introduce themselves. The bigger of the twoapproached me and roughly groped my crotch. I shuddered, little jolts ofpleasure running through me. Suddenly the whole thing felt so right. Icould hear the salesman's words in my mind. This was exactly what I hadchosen, what made sense to do! After all, if a sissy slut is going to befucked she may as well get paid!I moaned as the larger man rubbed my cock through the panties. "We haveourselves a real good sissy slut here" he mumbled to his friend.The smaller one got up and came behind me, pushing my skirt up around mywaist. He reared a hand back and gave my ass a good smack. I gasped, butbefore I could make much of a noise the larger one's tongue was in mymouth, probing it deep.The smaller one wasted no time pulling the back of my panties down andpositioning me on my hands and knees. I could feel his precum dripping onmy ass as my cock quivered and jolted in my panties. I kissed the largerone deeply, feeling stubble rubbing against my face.I gasped in his mouth as I felt cool lube being squeezed from a bottleover my ass. The man behind me rubbed his cock in the pool of lube,collecting it.The larger one backed off, wanting a good look as the enormous cock begansinking into my ass. I was immediately impressed with my ability to takeit so well. I gasped and let out a feminine squeal as the cock slowlybegan stretching me open. It felt like a log spreading me wide open,coating my insides with lube and filling every inch of the inside of me.The cock put pressure on my prostate, making me bite my lip in utterecstasy, hardly able to keep still, knowing that I needed to for the sakeof the strong man behind me.As I lost focus, unable to think of anything but the overwhelming pleasurespreading from my insides, I looked down at myself, at my new sissy,slutty clothes. Of course this felt good. Of course this was right. Whatelse could someone who looked like this be? Why else would I have gottenthis outfit if I wasn't planning for this to happen?My thoughts were cut short as the large man's impressive cock pushed at mylips. I opened wide, moaning just at the taste of cock.I moaned around the cock in my mouth as the one in my ass pushed all theway home. He gave me a moment to adjust, my insides feeling like they wereshifting around to accommodate the new neighbor. The cock in my mouthdrove forward as well, down my throat.In exact synchronization, the two pulled almost all the way out, leaving alonging feeling in both of my holes. Then, they drove home again. I feltnearly crushed between the weight of the two. They started fucking inearnest, my whimpers beneath them turning to moans, turning to gurglesaround the cock in my mouth as my own cock began shooting in my panties,totally untouched except for the soft rubbing of the panties against it.I heard sucking sounds as the two men at each end of me began kissing eachother while thrusting into me. They parted, and started fucking faster andharder, laughing as they pointed out my clothes, clearly amused at thenot-quite-man beneath them.My cock had regrown after shooting, bobbing beneath me as my body wasrocked by the large men. Their weight, their scent, and their cocks weredriving me wild.With deep growls the two men thrust forward one last time. "FUCK!" Theyboth began shooting ropes of cum inside me. I swallowed as quickly as Icould but still a few drops began leaking out onto my no-smear lipstick. Ifelt the warm flow of cum beginning to fill my ass as the smaller of thetwo shot his load. The overload of sensation had me coming a second time,still without touching my cock once. I nearly melted. If two cocks hadn'tbeen holding me up I'd have probably collapsed.The men pulled out, grinning. I lay on the floor of the van, panting,feeling my throat and ass closing with no cock to keep them open.I hadn't lain there too long before the smaller one got up and knocked onthe inside of the van door. The salesman, grinning wide as ever, openedup. I dazedly watched the proceedings as the two men who had just fuckedme senseless handed over what looked like a lot of money to the salesman."Glad for your business, boys!" he added. He pulled me to my feet and Itumbled out the door. The salesman shut it behind me and the men droveoff."This should just about cover your purchases. It seems Escort like you've beenenjoying your choices, ma'am?" he asked."I... oh god it was..." I felt cum running down my ass and realized that Iwas still half-nude in the alleyway. I pulled my panties up, feeling cumfrom the man and my own both rubbing against me in my panties, wobbling abit in my high heels.I felt a deep sense of shame coming over me. I had just become aprostitute! What was I doing? I looked uneasily at the salesman. Henoticed my look and frowned."Look, ma'am, I can tell exactly what you're thinking.""You can?""That's right. You're thinking... well, this is all well and good, but ifonly I didn't have to deal with doing everything one transaction at atime! How will you ever get the best deal if you don't have somethingsteady?""That's... that's what I'm thinking?""Oh good, I'm glad we're on the same page. Well I have some good news foryou. We have an upgrade package!""An upgrade package?""You're already a prostitute. But this whole process is inefficient.Wouldn't it be better if you could just get paid once and never have todeal with all that again? Only one transaction and you're set for life."The cum inside me, the cum on me, felt warm. A soreness in my ass calledto me. I stroked absently at the feminine clothes I was wearing. I feltuneasy, but yet one more look at those insistent dark eyes staring at meand I could say nothing but "Yes... yes that only makes sense... as longas I'm going to be a prostitute I should definitely be efficient..."He nodded sagely, leading me out to the street. He unlocked a small redsedan parked on the street and motioned me inside. I sat down, cumspreading across my ass. He got in the driver's seat and turned it on. Myexhaustion from the incredible fucking session combined with the rumblingof the car sent me straight to sleep.When I woke up, the salesman was jostling me awake and pulling me out ofthe car. We were at the airport. I woke up, stumbling after him stillconfused. He walked quickly.We went through security quickly, the salesman showing the guardseverything they wanted to see. Inside we arrived at a part of the airportI'd never been to. Small planes were outside the window. Private planes.The salesman tapped me on the shoulder, distracting me from the sight ofthe planes.There was a toned, bearded man standing next to him, looking me up anddown, and then giving a thumbs up to the salesman. The bearded man pulleda large roll of cash out of his pocket and handed it to the salesman.The salesman put his hand on my shoulder and talked with his warm voice atme again, "I'm glad you've chosen the truly elite package, ma'am. I'd liketo introduce you to this man. His name is Mr. Taunton. But of course youwon't be calling him that. He's made a one-time transaction. Save you allthose hassles of being a prostitute like you would have been otherwise. Heis your owner, for now at least, until he sells you on to a good home."My eyes opened wide and my jaw dropped. I stammered, "Wh... what? ButI..."Mr. Taunton shushed me. "Don't object, slut, it's unbecoming. No reason tobe rude."I stopped. No reason to be rude, of course.The salesman spoke again. "Now, it's been very nice serving you today,Ms..." he looked to Mr. Taunton. "Cunt." Taunton nodded. "Ms. Cunt," thesalesman finished."But my name is..."The salesman cut me off. "That never mattered. This is your new name.Doesn't that sound like a fitting name for you?"My mind swirled and I couldn't help but nod.The salesman smiled and pulled up his pants, looking me up and down,nodding, proud of a job well done. He turned around and walked away.Mr. Taunton pulled from his pocket a small collar. I looked at him blanklyas he fastened it around my neck. He showed me a small metal pendant,engraved loudly with my new name, and fastened it to the collar. My senseof dread was broken by the sight of a sizeable cock pressing hard againsthis jeans. He grinned and patted me on the head. "A good sissy slut isnever down for long. Isn't that right, Ms. Cunt?"I felt the collar sitting loosely around my neck. I felt like I couldsmell, and nearly taste, the cock imprisoned not far in front of me. Ifelt an aching in my ass, longing to be filled. I licked my lips. "Yes Mr.Taunton, that's right." He wagged a finger at me. "That's master, Ms.Cunt."I blushed and bowed my head. "That's right, master."He smiled. "I hope you're ready. When we find you that new owner you'll bequite busy. Whatever he needs - of course he'll have you fucking wheneverand whoever he wants. Cleaning the house, serving drinks, maybe he'll evenhave you making him some money. And of course we offer options... he maywant some tits on you."I didn't know what to say. It somehow felt right. I stayed silent. I couldtell Master liked that.Mr. Taunton pointed me towards the gate. I looked up at the destinationsign and realized I didn't recognize the name listed there. Some countryI'd never heard of. He led me on board and I remembered my identification,wallet, everything that proved who I was, left behind in my old clothes.He sat me down and turned to me "This plane ride is important for you. Allyour potential buyers will be here, and by the time we land I want you tohave a new master to take you off my hands! So impress them! You'll haveto be better than the other sluts.""Other sluts?""They're coming" he nodded, and left without another nod. It was hoursbefore he returned. In tow were ten large, smiling men, stripping theirclothes and laughing with each other as they entered the plane, nearlydrooling at the sight of me. Behind them came three more sissy sluts justlike me. Before I could take it all in I'd been grabbed and forced to thefloor. I moaned just in anticipation as my panties were ripped offentirely and an enormous cock was thrust inside me. The man on top of megrunted and I could hear activity in the rest of the plane kicking off asthe plane took off.I wouldn't be without a cock for hours. I couldn't keep my eyes focused.With the plane still high in the air, my clothes drenched from cum, Isquealed happily as a man grabbed me for his third... fourth... fifth go?He laid me next to another one of the girls, luckily with the largest cockin the room straight up her ass.I looked down at us, our cocks bouncing straight up, obscenely pushing outour cum-soaked skirts. I took a moment to tear my eyes away and look up atwho was next to me."C... Cal?" My roommate?"Don't call me that! My new name is FuckMe!"I grinned wide. What a fitting name for a sissy slut like her. I spoke incaught breaths between thrusts of huge cock in my ass. "But how...?""You didn't come back for so long... I went to see what was up!"He moaned as her little cock shot ropes of cum in the air and on hisexposed belly."You know," he panted, "I met the nicest salesman there..."