The Page & The Stage - Prologue (Futanari Hentai)

Hello everyone, 

Trying something a little new today. Here's a story about a futanari woman coming on a stage with fans watching her. The futanari woman is followed by her man slave, on a leash. 

The Page & The Stage

An Original Hentai Short Story

Written By

Camille Juteau

Produced By

Anonymous

Prologue

Freyja Wion came out on stage. But she didn’t do so alone. She came out with her boy-toy, Hayate. The young man was on a leash and his master could always be seen, pulling on it whenever he didn’t follow her around as much as she wanted him to. She had cute jade green eyes. Her hair was short and wavy. Her colour was tangerine with a lot of yellow thrown in, in there. She had a black, pink, and red ribbon in her hair. Freyja was a well-endowed young woman. She had wonderfully large KK cup-sized breasts. Wide hips. A nice, soft and big butt. Thick tights. She was seen coming up on stage with a strange but seducing and risky bikini. It was all one piece. It was a v-shaped, micro bikini that had a ‘slingshot’ look to it. The bikini itself was of an adorable pastel pink colour. However, despite the huge size of her tits, those weren’t the only things on her body that were big and obviously visible. The v-shaped bikini made no effort in covering her breasts, it also made no effort whatsoever to cover up the gigantic shape of her unrealistic futanari cock beneath the bottom region of the swimsuit, if you could call it like that. Dormant, her penis could get as big as nine inches long. However, when erect and horny enough, her ding-dong could get as large as fourteen inches long and that wasn’t including when she was truly in heat which one time accumulated with her and her penis to get as gigantic as fifteen inches long. But that only happened one time to her. When Freyja came up on stage in front of thousands and thousands of people who were seated, she was only half-way erect which made her about eleven inches long. Still pretty enormous for any men typically or any other futanari women like her. Freyja truly had a rough attitude regarding the young man who she was bringing with her on stage. She kept aggressively pulling on his neck and whenever he was too slow for her. She had a cruel mistress aura surrounding her despite being one of the cutest and more adorable women you could ever meet. A strange contrast to say the least. Something that made for even more of a weird contrast was the fact that the young bitch-boy she had brought with her only had a micropenis of about two inches long, compared to her with her gigantic fourteen inches long. Freyja loved being around men with smaller dicks than hers. It was unknown as to why it was the case, but she did love having him, following her around, almost completely naked except for a BDSM type of underwear that was restraining his micropenis from getting any bigger. Weakening him. However, the young man wasn’t sad. He was smiling the whole time. He was obviously enjoying himself right now. He was the submissive type on top of being exhibitionist. Almost as soon as Freyja and her slave came up on stage, the people in the crowd suddenly began clapping and being excited for her to finally make her entrance. The people in the crowd, both men and women were her fans. They were here for her. This was a very exciting time for them. Eventually, Freyja stopped at the centre of the stage and ceased moving. She addressed the crowd and smiled at her fans. She raised her arms up in the air and waved at them. Meanwhile, the submissive boy next to her, who was still walking on his four, crawling around, took the extreme liberty to wave at her fans as well. It didn’t take long for his master to notice what he had done just now. She frowned when she saw him do it. In response to him taking this liberty as a slave, she roughly pulled on his leash, hurting his neck quite a bit in the process. She didn’t want him to do anything like that without her having authorized him to do so in the first place. This didn’t make sense to her. He couldn’t do something unless she told him to. She silenced him pretty quickly when she pulled on his leash. Silenced him in the way that it stopped him from continuing to wave at the crowd. However, the slave kept smiling. He never ceased to be having a great, great time. If anything, he was more than happy than his master had pulled him back to reason a bit. He thanked her.

“Hello and thank you for coming here tonight. I apologize in advance for how my slave might be behaving from time to time. He knows he is not allowed to wave at you, guys, but he did it anyway. Too bad,” she began talking to her fans for the first time after getting in front of a microphone. “Now, I think it’s about time to show the boy-toy how to behave. Wouldn’t you say it’s a good idea?” she asked the crowd. They all immediately applauded and screamed. “Alright. Let’s do this,” Freyja turned back to her slave, quickly grabbed her futanari cock out of the bottom of her v-shaped micro bikini and suddenly bitch-slapped Hayate’s face with the side of her penis. Although mildly surprised a bit, he was more than happy she did that to him. She slapped him again with it and again, and again until she eventually got tired of it and made him suck her futanari dick. The best part of it all. This was a show. This was the show. This was what the fans had come all the way here to see. The young boy began sucking on her dick. The blow-job was on. The people in the crowd gradually turned quiet. They were enjoying themselves, but as soon as the sexy stuff was a go, they became quiet and watched attentively. Freyja made him suck him all the way down. Not too long after the blow-job had begun, the young woman grew in size and went from eleven inches long, which was her semi-erect stage to fourteen inches long, which was her typical erect size. It didn’t take too long for something like this to happen. The young slave was doing such a good job at sucking on her futanari dick. Eventually, her balls burst out of the crotch region of the v-shaped bikini, getting puffier and puffier as this enjoyable live experience was becoming bigger and bigger, quite literally. Freyja could be heard moaning during the blow-job and during the massive expansion of her cock and of her balls during the inception of the erection. The same thing could have been said about him, he was moaning as well. His constant moans could be heard even though he had a big, fat, futanari cock inside of his mouth as he was sucking on it. Freyja made a big point of being really rough with him during the blow-job. She wasn’t being nice. She was being savage She always made sure to shove her dick as far and as deep as she could down his throat. She was being rough, and this was all the young man, Hayate, had come to expect in the end. That was what he was craving. He wanted her to treat him like the sex slave he was in the end. Nothing less, nothing more. Often times, it felt like Hayate was somehow chewing on the tip of her glans, but it wasn’t the case at all. Instead, the young boy was desperately trying to keep up with her demand and by doing so, it came to the point that he nearly choked on the huge size of her monster cock. But it never happened. Even though he did have a few gag reflexes, the young man managed to keep all of them under control for the most part. Good job. Great job in fact. Freyja was proud of him. The fans watching were proud of him as well as they watched him continue to suck on her big, bad dick. The master could be observed, kindly petting the slave on the head. She loved petting him and touching his hair. Even though she was being rough with him a lot, this didn’t mean she wasn’t kind to him once in a while. Her fans who were watching could finally tell that she wasn’t the tyrant she enjoyed making herself look like from time to time. Was this a show? It could have been, but it was complicated to tell. Especially since one moment, Freyja could be pulling roughly on his leash and hurt his neck, other times, she was petting him exactly just like she did. Like she would do to her dog if she had one. Hold on, her slave as her dog in some ways. Except that if she had a dog, she’d probably be treating him or her a lot better. Not even close to being satisfied by the young slave, Freyja continued to fuck his mouth and deep-throat him as much as she wanted to. The slave could be seen, enjoying the hell out of everything she was doing to him. Whatever she had on her mind, he was into it. It was as simple as that. At this point, Freyja was holding the slave’s head, controlling it by having the palms of both hands over his ears, covering them up. Now, this wasn’t the point at all, she wasn’t expecting to make him hear less, especially right now since everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs, going mad like hell. She simply couldn’t prevent him from hearing anything. However, she did enjoy the control over his head and how much she was moving it around and the fact that she could cover up his ears as well, made her feel stronger and more dominant. This made her think about something: What if she had thought about blindfolding him and inserting plugs into his ears to suppress some of his senses? Now, it was too late. But for next time, it could be something fun she’d like to explore. Why not after all? This would be fitting with the slave aspect of it all. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she grew excited. To the point of her moaning gradually louder and holding the head of her slave tighter and tighter. Ultimately, she found herself trapped in a corner. She couldn’t hold on anymore. She had to let go. She had to come. She wanted to come so bad. Her moaning became incredibly out of control, and it finally happened. Freyja came to her ultimate breaking point. She ejaculated. She came inside of her slave’s throat. The young man didn’t receive many warnings prior to her shooting her load down his throat. He was pretty surprised by it. He should have been a bit more careful. He could have anticipated this a tad a bit better. He wouldn’t have been so caught by surprise if he had a few seconds to prepare for what was going to come at him. But yet again, it wasn’t his fault. His ears were covered up by the palms of his hands. It was what it was. When Freyja was finally ejaculating, she violently pulled her futanari cock out of his throat and then out of his mouth. No doubt about it, the young slave felt it as it was slipping out through his throat. It wasn’t exactly clear whether it hurt him, but he felt something strong and powerful being pulled out of his throat for sure. Then, what came next was a true geyser of thick futanari semen that overflowed out of his mouth in no time. Nothing could stop it. Hayate puked semen for a long time before all of it was over. But even then, he had accidentally swallowed a lot of it as well. Straight down to his belly. He smiled at his master when the blow-job was over. His master appeared to be satisfied. Sort of.