Babysat (fem Dom)

The following story is part one of a fem Dom story I thought up some time ago. It's not strictly in my usual gay erotica theme but I thought some readers might enjoy this.

Side by side and each dressed in a pair of white briefs Martin and Grady, felt exposed and humiliated as they stood in front of the sorority house front door waiting to be allowed to enter.  They had been dropped off by their frat brothers as part of Hell Week Hazing, chosen arbitrarily and with some maliciousness by the frat President.

“Each year we pick the shortest pledge and the fattest pledge and you two would make a perfect gift to our sorority sisters,” Tom said, “you get a night away from us but you have to spend it with a bunch of women, do whatever they want.”

Martin and Grady looked at each other after he spoke those words, a night away from the sausage party could be a good thing, especially spending it with a bunch of women but they didn’t expect what happened to them after they agreed.  As they stood there waiting, hands at their sides they began to worry.  Martin had always felt self-conscious about his body, especially around girls and women.  He didn’t consider himself fat just thick, no definition, rounded.

The door was opened by a young coed who eyed them greedily before stepping out and closing the door behind her.  She walked around them and stopped in front of them.  She touched Grady’s clavicle, ran a finger down his chest, over his belly button and stopped at the waist band where she toyed with it a little.  Martin looked to where her finger stopped.  He began to worry.  He gulped and flexed his feet on the hardwood before he looked away to the door.  He felt the cool wind on his buttocks and clenched them tight.  She reached to his belly and laid her warm hand there, ran her finger up in reverse order until she stopped just above his muscled pectorals.

“You two are cute,” she said.  “Now reach into your undies with both hands and grab hold of your cock and balls.”

They looked at each other in the eye before deciding they were going through with the orders.  They both reached into their own underwear and carefully gripped at their cock and balls until their privates were well covered.  She smiled at them before gripping the sides of their underwear and pulling them down to their ankles and ordering them to step out of them.  She held the underwear up in front of the young men and turned away, opened the door to the house and closed it.  They looked to each other and for a moment they wanted to turn to see if anyone was looking, if anyone was staring, and if anyone was taking pictures but they didn’t want to risk not following orders.

The door was opened again by the same young woman who invited them inside this time.  Clutching their junk they stepped in one at a time only to be placed side by side and surrounded by a group of young women.  They looked around at the crowd who giggled and whispered to each other, pointed and teased.

“Tonight boys you have been invited to a little sleep over, only this isn’t the usual kind.  You see we’re not comfortable with two strapping young men like yourselves, we’ve only ever been babysitters so tonight you two are going to have to do a little role playing to make us comfortable.  What do you say boys?  Are you willing?”

They each thought about what to say next, to try and run away all the way back to their dorm rooms or worse the frat house.  Who knew what kind of terrible things they were doing to the pledges there.  They had gotten a taste of it the previous night clad in the same underwear they had been wearing and being paddled by the different frat brothers while reciting the pledge.  No, they had ideas about what that was like, this was a bunch of young women, young coeds.  How bad could it be?

“Yes mam,” Martin said.

“Yes mam,” Grady echoed.

“Good, Sheila take our two boys up to the bathroom and get them ready.”

A young woman stepped out from the crowd, Sheila, a larger woman, large breasts, curvy.  She stepped to them and pulled at their elbows almost dislodging their cover they went along with her to the stairs where she ushered them up to the second floor and down to the bathroom.

Inside it was large and spacious, well maintained, with a tub big enough for three people Martin and Grady noticed that there were several toys around the side, a bottle of bubble bath as well as a razor and shaving cream.  She turned on the faucet and adjusted the water until she was satisfied then looked to the young men.

“Normally we make the pledges shave each other but maybe you’d like me to do it?”

They looked to each other.

Grady shook his head a little but Martin nodded.

“Don’t be shy.  Have you boys ever bathed with someone else?”

“Not since I was little,” Grady said.

“No,” Martin said.

“Not even a girlfriend?”

They shook their heads.

“What about after sports and in the locker room?” she asked.

“That’s different,” Martin said.

“Come on boys,” she said.

Martin shrugged his shoulders.

“It could be worse.  It could be a frat brother or another pledge doing it,” he said.

“Hands up,” she said.

They looked away from each other to the wall and slowly raised their hands like patrons in a bank robbery.  Sheila picked up the electric clippers and turned them on before saying, “this is my favorite part” and closing on them.  She worked over them one at a time, carefully and thoroughly from the edge of their ears down to their toes, but especially their pubes where she pulled and twisted their balls and cock in her hand until she was pleased by their bald crotches.  She turned off the clippers and whistled aloud before she tested the water and turned off the faucet.
She squirted some bubble bath into it and splashed it around a little.  Grady stepped forward a little but she stopped him with a motion of her hand.

“Not yet boys, those peckers have to be cleaner than that and we don’t want you ruining the water now that it’s all ready,” she said before picking up the shaving cream.

She turned them one at a time to the sink where she sprayed cream over their balls and dick, shaved it with the razor, and rinsed them clean.  She was thorough as she shaved their arms and legs, armpits and ass cheeks.  She placed them side by side and for a moment they began to breath easier as the bath seemed closer, the chance to cover themselves and hide beneath the bubbles.

“Okay boys bend over and grab your ankles,” she said.

They both took a deep breath.  Their skin began to redden.

“I’ll be careful,” she said.

There was nowhere else to go, nothing to be done.  They bent and grabbed their ankles.  She instructed them one at a time to spread their cheeks for her to shave them.  She was careful with each of them only touching their anuses a little if some cream got on it.  Afterwards she rinsed and dried them both before telling them they could get into the water.  They walked to the tub, looked back to the mirror where they saw the reflection of their hairless bodies and with a curiosity and dread they stepped inside, sat on opposite ends of the tub.  They looked to Sheila who removed her shirt.

“Are you getting in with us?” Martin asked unable to hide his interest.

“No,” she said, “I’m just making sure you don’t get me too wet.”

She wet her hands before touching Grady first, got his shoulders and chest shiny with water before she moved to Martin where she did the same. They both smiled at her, at each other as they began to relax. Her touch became more confident, bolder, as ran her fingers over their bodies, took turns as she washed their arm pits, their chests and backs. Then she put her hand into the water to Martin's crotch. She grabbed hold of his dick and balls that were smooth and sensitive. He laughed at the touch. Grady saw the joy and he laughed at well as he raised his knees in anticipation. Martin raised his knees as his dick got hard. She teased him until his balls tightened and then she slipped to his vulnerable opening, touched between his cheeks right at his asshole. He squealed and twitched but she kept at him for a moment before she moved to Grady who bit his lip. She went right for his balls with her other hand. She massaged them in her hand before touching his dick, ran her finger to the head. He looked her in the eye. He wanted to grab her breast, kiss her neck, but she was quicker and stuck her finger down between his cheeks to his anus, just a digit inside made him squirm.

"You boys are pretty clean, let's get you out of the water."

"Yes man," they said.

She sat back, washed her hands in the soapy water, then retrieved two towels. They looked to each other before they got to their feet. Their dicks slightly plump they stepped out of the tub and she handed them each a towel. Grady began to dry himself but Martin hesitated before doing the same. After they were dry she took the towels back from them, led them from the bathroom to an adjoining bedroom to the foot of the bed. She told them to sit and they did so obediently.

Cheek to cheek they watched as she retrieved a duffel bag from the corner of the room. She moved it to their feet, opened it, and pulled out two diapers. Martin and Grady looked to each other, then back to the diapers. She told them to stand and move out of the way so she could put the diapers down side by side. She told them to sit one at a time before taking out lotion and baby powder as well as latex gloves.

"Oops, I guess I wouldn't be a good mommy unless I took your temperatures first," she said.

Their feet flat on the carpet they watched as she pulled two thermometers out of the bag. They opened their mouths.

"Sorry boys, these don't go in the mouth. Now lift up your legs, hands under your knees, hold them up there."

Martin grunted as the thermometer went inside. Grady did the same. They tightened their grips, waited. A few moments, then she took out the thermometers, looked them over and said they were healthy. She too old them to put their legs down as she walked away to the bathroom. She cleaned them, returned to the room and put them away before picking up the oil.

"Okay boys, get those legs back up there," she said.

She squirted the oil over their dicks one at a time, teased them a little with her fingers, then she applied the powder. Finally she took off the gloves, closed the diapers, and fastened them. She helped them to their feet, their slippery dicks shifted inside their diapers making them giggle.

"Come on boys, let's go down and meet the sisters."

She moved between them, took them by the hand, pulled them a little until they started walking. She led them back downstairs to the main room where the entire sorority waited for them. Some of them sat, others, the freshmen, stood around. Each of them had a glass of wine.

"Okay ladies, how are we going to dress our little boys up tonight?"

Martin and Grady gripped tightly at Sheila's hand.