Oscar started sucking my well fucked pussy with great zeal, licking up all the cum that Jordi had deposited. Jordi's cock was so big and thick that it had left me quite sore and Oscar's attentions were both soothing and stimulating. After about an hour and four orgasms, I reached the conclusion that I really enjoyed being sucked to being fucked. Oscar looke...
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...
To me, part of the process in my case of stripping me of my masculinity involves documenting my transformation and the humiliation that it would involve. For me it started through an encounter with a dominant man who enjoys feminizing submissive males and turning them into 24/7 gurls. It just took the right dominant man to make it happen for real. I've spen...
(You may want to read The Journey before reading this so you will know the background of Tom/Tonya and Jason. These stories are a combination of real life and fiction. Thanks for sharing your comments.) Tonya was content as she stretched across Jason's lap. She had given Jason a long slow blow job and now Jason was rubbing his sissy slut's smooth ass a...
It would have been after that documentary. The one with a feature on online dominance-submission relationships on Fetlife. Because before that moment in time life had been so vanilla. Marcus had been queer and had had a boyfriend or two... or three since turning 18. Well, hell, he'd been to the bathhouses since turning 20. He'd even gone as far as to create...
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* The sound of my heels on the kitchen tile was distracting me right when I needed to focus. My wife, or Mistress Vicky as I'm to call her from now on, had left me quite a bit of chores to do today. I had just finished dusting and was getting ready to polish the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. *ring ring* Swallowing nervously,...
This is an esoteric yogic technique: centuries old. * I jackknife my ass into my sub's vagina and thrust into her yoni/pussy repeatedly as the two-petalled Mooladhara chakra or male prostate gland blossoms at the impact of my horny buttocks into willing feminine warmth, vulnerability and submissiveness. I get the same excitement in this action that a horn...
The world was not always this way. Though few remember it, and even fewer choose to speak of it, there was a time when things were different. Before disease ravaged the land. Before the great feminization. Before the influx. Before the Femocracy. It was whispered that once white men had been just that: men. It was nearly impossible to believe, seeming more t...
Martin walked down the hallway at a brisk pace. Walking with a bit of exaggerated hip movement and fingers out palms down, just in case somebody was monitoring him. He had adapted quickly to walking this way and had found it not too difficult since his daily treadmill walks were done the same way. The walk was cute for others to watch, but Martin felt silly...
Chapter 5 "A Spa Education" Martin had been through a very traumatic week at the so called spa he had been taken away to. He cried himself to sleep most night wearing only ultra feminine nighties with loads of ruffles and lace in various colors of lavender and sapphire blues, black and even a rather childish looking very short nightie in hot pink. He had b...