Men Rule, Sissies Drool

"Should we give him a bib?"

"Na..." Jason laughed, "I kinda like the look of the drooly baby getting his shirt all soaked with spit and cum."

He walked closer to the sissy, stroking his hefty, 8-inch cock. The sissy recoiled in fear, whimpering and moaning something inaudible with the ring gag in his mouth. It just came out sounding like baby babble. 

"This is what you wanted," Jason reminded the sissy as he gripped her by the back of her hair so he could aim his dick into the gaping ring. "I have the receipts." He said as he forced the cock in her groaning mouth, "mountains of messages of you begging us to 'fuck your little f**g*t face!"

Jason emphasized his point with long, deep thrusts. Burying his dick down the pathetic sissy's throat. She choked and sputtered with the rhythm of his hips. After several seconds of "gluck gluck gluck" sounds, Jason withdrew his slimy cock. More strings of saliva stuck to it, dripping down and soaking the sissy's shirt. She leaned over, gasping for air, but wasn't given much respite before Jason yanked her up again and slammed his dick back down her throat.

This time he didn't fuck it though. Instead, he pressed it in as deep as he could and held it there. The sissy writhed back and forth. I thought I was going to have to step-in when she raised her hands up to push him off, but she apparently thought better of it, placing them back by her sides. Her eyes clenched tight, her diaper crinkled, her nose was whistling as it desperately sucked for air, but Jason plugged that too. It was virtually silent at that point other than the low hum of the plug vibrating in the sissy's asshole.

Just when I thought Jason was going to make her pass out from oxygen deprivation, he withdrew.

A loud, labored gasp came next, followed by even more lines of spit and snot.

"Get you some, Drew!" Jason said to me encouragingly.

I snapped out of whatever reverie I was in, stepping forward and stroking my dick, still wet with the sissy's saliva. 

The sissy looked up at me with tear-stained eyes. They were pleading with me. I almost felt bad. Hell, I did feel bad. But I remembered how many messages and videos the sissy sent to us, shoving all manner of dildos in and out of his holes for our entertainment. Her little girl-cock was hard as a rock the entire time. Or, at least it was before we ordered her to put it in a cage.

The blue line had formed on the diaper between her legs. But it didn't look like she had peed. Was it just from her leaking pre-cummies into her Pampers??

The little bitch wanted this, even if she didn't seem to. She was playing a part. The way all of them did when they got here. Some would be bawling like absolute babies when they left, but would schedule another session with us the very next day. Others never came back. I guess they don't really know what they're getting themselves into sometimes. Few things are as good as the fantasy they've dreamed up in their baby brains and rubbed their little clitties to. The reality of having a dick rammed in and out of your throat is a harsh wake-up call.

I wasn't sure what this sissy was thinking. Was he regretting the reality of it? Did he expect us to be more gentle?

It was my turn to grip him by the hair. He squeaked and whimpered. I used the head of my dick to mop up some of the drool dripping from his chin, then brought it back to his mouth.

I was the nicer of Jason and I. I didn't ram my cock into his mouth, even though I wanted to. 

"Stick your tongue out!" I ordered, having a little fun. The sissy sighed, but obeyed, pressing her pink, sloppy, pierced tongue out of the confines of the gag so it was on display. I slapped my dick down on it, making spittle spray and splash. I smacked it against her face, making it just as wet and sticky as the rest of her now. The sissy recoiled and sank into herself like she was the absolute scum of the Earth. But I wanted that warm mouth.

I shoved my dick in and gave her several thrusts, abusing the walls in the back of her throat. I didn't go long though, I wanted to ramp up as I was getting close to cumming.

"Pleasshh..." the sissy muttered between gasping breaths, "PleasshhH!!"

"Oh, it looks like the little slut is trying to say something!" Jason exclaimed, smiling.

"Pleashhh..." the sissy repeated, crying now. 

"'Please' what?" I asked, ready for her to tap out.

"Pleashh...pleashh..." the sissy slurped the spit around the metal rings, "Pleasshhh....fuck me harder!!"

Jason and I both exchanged glances, then roared with laughter.

I shrugged, looking down at the pathetically desperate sissy, and shoved my dick deep into her mouth. 

"As you wish!"