Title: How I became a Sissy Maid and Slut for a Dominant Master. Preface: I would like to begin by thanking all who will read my story here. This is a sissy story based on many thoughts I have imagined, many times throughout my life. These erotic thoughts have been enjoyed for a long while in my life. Like many sissy girls, stories like the one I will wri...
(Hello everyone, this is a story that has been written for a very special reader of mine.) Intro Monroe Smith had everything pretty well figured out for himself. He was 43, his hair was brown and slightly greying, but his hairline hadn't really receded thanks to the hair implants he had done about a year back. He had never been a big guy when it came to mu...
Author's Note: This is a follow up to The Young Master series. You can start here if you aren't interested in Belle's misadventures as spoiled young man turned out by his own sissy slave and eventually enslaved by his step-father, but it does introduce a lot of characters you'll read about in this series. * I don't know how long I was under...days, weeks....
PRIVATE PANTY SESSIONS Ch. 01 "Wait! What? Say that again." Doug, my roommate of two years, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Tension hung heavy in the air. I allowed him to take all the time he needed to explain even though my mind was racing the way it does when your entire world has been turned upside down. I could see he was struggling. It look...
As I arrived at work that Monday, I knew that it would not be a normal day. My throbbing head was a distinct reminder of how my weekend had been. Saturday night was a blinder. It was my friend Kevin's 30th birthday, and as such, we decided to make it a bit of a blinder. It started out with paintball, went on to karting, dinner, and a strip club. Prague's st...
The following morning Sammy was in Mrs Pardoe's class sewing a plain white collar onto a skimpy black dress. It was a compulsory project. During their first term all sissies had to produce their own parlour maid outfit, and it had to be done by hand because Mrs Pardoe claimed exclusive use of the only sewing-machine in the house. Sewing was one thing he hate...
My alarm went off the next day, my mouth and asshole ached, it was going to be a long day I thought. I had put plenty of grease up my asshole just to ease the soreness but it still felt pretty stretched. I started to remember last night, I couldn't believe I'd taken Baba G's fat black penis in my mouth, or that I'd spoken to the police officer like that! I w...
The new sissy stood barefoot; naked but for the soft white gown. Though bewildered and a little scared, her little cock poked forward in the gown, partly through fear and partly through excitement as she felt the eyes of the stern woman upon her. Clara Bow rose slowly from the leather chair she sat in, cane in one hand, she wagged a finger summoning Pepper f...
I woke up and I was sucking that realistic dildo cock like a soother and it was so weird and right and made me smile as I pulled it out trying to make my lips do the pop you can do sometimes with suckers. I giggled and did it a few more times then pumped it in and out of my mouth trying to get that dick lips feeling going on. That's a sexy sissy trick, all...
Chapter Eighteen: Some New Friends for Chantel. A blissful night's sleep has led me to a wonderful Sunday day off. Master has told me I must accept that special Sunday plans are on the go after 3:00pm but today, this morning awaking at 9:00am I run my routine, enema, shower, put on fragrant body lotion. I then begin a day of dressing just for myself, but al...