Chapter Ten: My First Saturday and Sunday as They are Special Days For Us. "Wake up girls." as sissy Traci calls out to us. We all rise from our sleep and another day in our sissy maids, sissy sluts lives begins. Just like in the previous days starts we spend our time with a morning enema, shower, shave and makeup. We get dressed but not in any maids out...
Chapter Six: On My Way to My New Life at The Agency. Well the day has come for my transition in my life to becoming another sissy maid and sissy slut (aka: comfort girl) to 'The Agency'. Over the last two hard and humiliating weeks Master Camron and Sir Gage now as paid agents to my joining the team at 'The Agency' have helped me sell, give away or toss o...
Part 3 – The Weekend. The initial stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Other stories continuing in this series Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Boss Part 3 - The Weekend Nancy and her Boss Part 4 - More Weekend Then the following are separate but related stories...
Dressed head to twinkle toes in beautiful baby pink, Sissy Susie nervously waits for her friend to arrive and the most humiliating weekend of her life to begin. She winces as her teeny clitty squirms in its pink prison, a chastity cage that's been on for four frustrating weeks. Her cage is safely tucked away in her pink ruffly panties, covered in sweet littl...
Since giving himself away in his first prostate exam to his Dominant Doctor Megan he had been prepared for use by an old Master, now Sissy was on her way to be used. Sissy was breathless as she read the text from Master V, she looked around the small airport to make sure she didn't know anyone, whilst she was looking at her texts. Thank goodness she didn't....
Dear readers, This is a continuation of my story 'Miss Johnstone's Lesbian Sissy Slut' and I sincerely recommend reading that story first as it provides background for this one. Enjoy and please take time to give me some feedback! Theo 3. Intermission: Further training Following the loss of my sissy virginity just after I had turned eighteen years old,...
********** A continuation of my initial story, the next morning... ~~~~~~~~~~ Zombe: a black rubber o-ring type bracelet worn locally, either on wrists or ankles (or both in my case, I have an oversized one that I wear as a necklace too). ********** I wake early the next morning, Seductress and the sissy are still asleep, the sissy and I are snuggled in...
There's the thick taste of cum in my mouth and my bum has that feeling of being fucked...filled...made love to and last night replays in my sleep along with everything that has found a home in my head. ...Stop lying, start loving that cock inside you. ...You've never been man enough but you can be sissy enough. ...Worship cock like a good sissy girl. ......
I couldn't wait to get home from work. My wife said she had something special ready for me. A month ago, she'd found out about all my sissy fantasies when I forgot to clear my search histories. Instead of divorcing me, she did more research and decided to embrace me as a sissy. Now every time I get home, I strip off my suit down to my panties, thigh highs, a...
My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...