Dear sissy, I trust you are preparing yourself well for our session next week. This session will be your final plunge into the realm of sissyhood. Thus far, you have simply dabbled in it, all the while essentially staying a man. All that will change starting from this session. Starting now, from the moment you finish reading this letter, one thing will cha...
Preview: Here is another chapter of my multi-part "Becoming a Sissy Maid & Slut Story." I so hope you all are enjoying this story. I'm no professional writer so excuse me for any writing errors. But I have a flood of sissy maid, slut, crossdressing ideas, thoughts and fantasies to share. I will add more chapters to this unfolding multi-part story now ONE cha...
After Eating out my Seductress for the last hour, we hear a knock at the hotel room door. "Go open it." I go to the door dressed only in my rubber wrist and ankle bands with heels and a pink crotchless panty, I have a plug in my ass and a cold metal cage on my cock. I open the door wide in my full nakedness to reveal a prettily dressed sissy outside. "...
Chapter Ten: Changes Continue for Chantel as Her Relationship with Carl Grows. Awake and having a great breakfast superbly made by Carl, Chantel enjoys her morning with him. He has her in one of his robes as they talk about things and their future together. After breakfast Carl says, "Put on a pair of my jeans with your white satin blouse, you can wear yo...
Lunch was a pleasant time. I'd prepared and served the food, but we had sat together in the lounge. The blinds down against the weather and prying eyes. The time had felt much closer to friends chatting over lunch than the Mistress-sissy relationship of our previous time together. Viv probed gently about my desires. Intently interested in where and how I had...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
Several days ago, there was an e-mail in my inbox. It was of course from my Domina, Katarina, because the e-mail account is for her exclusive use, when she wishes to communicate with me. Because I am her sissy slut, and from time to time she finds ways for me to prove my usefulness to her. The e-mail read: "Hello, sissy slut, I have decided I wish to go...
Billy rode in the front seat of the car, staring out the window, and watching the world go by. His mind swam and his body already hurt, but he knew better than to protest his pain to his Husband. If he did, he would be punished with a Bare ASS Spanking and he didn't want that. He stood at 5'6 and weighed maybe one hundred pounds soaking wet, but he doubted...
"Just as it should be, now walk to quickly to the Langham hotel. Make sure you keep the bag out in full view, for all to see, it cannot go in your back pack. I want anyone who sees you to know what a slut you are.." "Go straight to the bar and order a triple G&T and 3 shots of good tequila. If the bar man asks you what you're doing you will tell him that yo...
This story contains extreme fantasies of Fem Domme, watersports, cock sucking, forced bi, if these aspects are likely to upset you please do not read on. ***** Pete had been taken in by Rachel his ex-employee, encouraged along the way, with a little titillation, a lot of flirting and confessions of her bisexuality. She'd used her submissive Claire to help...