Present day: We arrived at the 'Sissy Salon' which was a covert sex club for downlow gay wealthy men and lesbians. As his agent and pimp I collected all his performance fees. I walked into the 'Sissy Salon' to make sure that everything was in place so my sissy husband could perform. Then I went to his dressing room to make sure everything I requested for me...
(Continued from Part 2) Wow! The kiss! Wow! Before I knew it, I was sitting on Ted's lap straddling him and we were French kissing in the most passionate and intense kiss of my life! I don't even know how I got up here. Maybe I climbed on his lap or maybe he grabbed me and pulled me up here. I was in bliss! The kissing was so amazing that my whole body j...
The week had gone by. My legs were still smooth. I slid my hand inside my dressing gown and felt my hairless balls. I'd loved being forcibly dressed by Stephen and Shellie, but the vengeful man in me wanted to get my own back. How could I find a punishment that Stephen wouldn't enjoy? He was into all sorts of kink. I doubted that there was anything he would...
I always wanted to be owned. I wanted a big man to have me, keep me, use me for his pleasure. I don't think it's anything to do with power, I think I just like pleasing people, but with men I just love going that extra further and showing him how much I want him to be happy. So I surrender myself. He can do whatever he wants, when he wants, my body is a toy...
Andrew had sunk somewhere below rock bottom he felt. Life had become miserable. Nothing in his existence was going well. Keeping with the adage of Americans hitting the open road in times of tumult, he followed suit and packed some of the belongings he still owned. During his recent divorce, he'd acquiesced and signed over much of his net worth to his now fo...
It was supposed to be the best day of my life...and maybe it was, but definitely not in the way I planned. My 21st birthday...my first day as a man, as a true lord of the Manor...my first day as a Master. I was so nervous I threw up my lunch. Not very manly, I know, but just the thought of having my very own sissy to play with had me teetering between the...
I wasn't always a black-owned little slut if you can believe it! Can you believe, at one point in my life, I actually refused to sleep with black men? I can't even wrap my head around it honestly. These days I belong to a number of hung black guys who use me whenever they want and now I refuse to sleep with white guys altogether! If it's not a black cock I d...
A Big thank you to Chris & Scott for the great eaditing job. This is the 2 part please read the firts New Way I looked at Everett, "Ok, are you sure?" "Yes, Carine. Now go get ready. I'm hungry." I headed off to the bathroom to fix my make-up and hair. Looking at myself, I can't believe what had happened. I was loving it! I had never felt so alive, tu...
After being face-fucked by Phil, I couldn't get it out of my mind. My mom's boyfriend had shot a hot load down my throat and told me he owned me. I was quickly becoming his sissy. But was I going to do what he wanted? He had told me to spy on him and my mom later that night when I was dressed up. Could I do it? After a few hours of helping around the house,...
I head downstairs, that sex driven confidence evaporating as the post cum afterglow recedes. To be replaced by that sickening shame. Every time. Every fucking time! I tell myself I will stand up to him. That I am not going to be humiliated like this. And fucking Sonya! She promised she would stand by me. That she wouldn't just roll over and let him fuck her....