Simon staggered in for work the day after the slave auction, his body stiff and sore. Mr Berne and the others in the post room were shocked to see the sissy's bruised and lacerated buttocks. Barry's stiff cock betrayed his feelings; whipping and torture excited him. His sadistic nature relished the thought of thrashing Sissy senseless. Sissy was his fuck t...
Re-tool your life. Re-tool yourself. Sick of not getting what you should? Sick to fucking hell of all these assholes getting with hot people they really don't deserve? Sick to hell of Liberals and Feminists making impossible to jump through hoops so that only the privileged people get to be happy? Sick of being a goddamned incel? Look we all know that...
Chapter Two: If One was Fun, Two will be Better. Late night I get a call and I look to see that it is my new Master. I answer, "Hello Master Camron, how may I help you?" "Bitch ass sissy, I am gonna need you here tomorrow morning, by 10:00am." he excitedly replies. I reply, "Oh, ok I guess I can make it to your home tomorrow morning Master." "You God Dam...
Chapter Five: Oh, Oh, Things Look to Begin to Radically Change for Chantel. Well another week has passed by, it's Friday evening and tonight I have to go back to the rest area to hook up with Barry and Ralph as they instructed from last Friday after having me suck their cocks. They promised me that they will fuck me tonight and share me with even more men....
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 awoke at 6:00 A.M. and set about preparing for my sissy's surprise. I opened the door to see him there on the bed, his ankles and wrists still cuffed to the four corners of the bed. His head was still encased in the bondage hood and he lifted it as I shut the door and approached the bed. "I trust my sissy slept well," I cooed as I began to release him fr...
It was only a matter of minutes before Mistress pulled the car into a long driveway. My mind was still processing the idea that I was now on hormones. Once we were parked, Mistress had me grab my bag and follower her on the path to the house. She clearly knew this pace well, as she walked right into the house, with me following closely behind. As soon as we...
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...
Susie wonders if she'll ever get used to the horn honks. The gasps. The shouted comments. The whispers. The cruel laughter. She is stood with her sissy sister, Tinkerbell, in her pink OTT sissy dress she's been trapped in for over two days now, on the corner of the bad neighbourood where she now lives. It's 7:45, and she's been stood in public for almost two...
The call from Mistress Andrea made my day. I hadn't seen her for over a week and was looking forward to playing with her & having my chastity finally removed. You should know that Mistress and I have known each other for many years and have I always enjoyed being her sissy sub. Lately she has been training me to be more feminine in appearance. I have been r...