1. Becoming a lesbian sissy slut I was eighteen years old when I became a girl. Or rather: When I was turned into a submissive lesbian sissy slut by my High School teacher, Miss Johnstone. She was an imposing woman, in her late fifties, tall and with short cropped grey hair. She had piercing green eyes and a well-trained body that she kept in shape by regul...
Author's note: This is a story of a loving, married couple who wanted to expand their boundaries. It involves crossdressing, gender play and their foray into, cuckoldry, dominance and submission. If these are not topics you are interested in, then please move along. In the below story I refer to the male character several ways but try to maintain a consiste...
The following is my re-creation of an event that happened a few years ago. I had been a sissy slave to Mistress Marie for over 2 decades during which I become a totally submissive slave to Her every desire. I think of Her often as She has passed now. While doing Self-Bondage activities shortly following Her passing my wild imagination conjures up the Mistres...
Eventually, my tongue a little worse for wear, only Arabella, Miranda, and Agnes and her sissy remained as the fat ginger woman said her goodbyes. Though chubby, she was just as attractive as any of the other women, just as dominant. I had thoroughly enjoyed delving into her soft folds when punished, and had been closed to coming when she took her turn with...
I'm on my knees, staring up at a beautifully round, fleshy, tanned ass. It's spherical shape so perfect, and because the woman who belonged to it was bending slightly forward and bending at the knees as if she's about to sit down directly onto my open mouth I was infatuated and driven to fanatical heights thinking about it, looking at it, admiring it...it be...
While still admiring myself in the mirror, I received a text from Mistress, that read: I am so happy to hear that you are embracing and accepting that you are and were always meant to be sissy Jolie. Let me assure you, I will assist you and help you blossom into the ultimate sissy that you are meant to be. In time Joe will be completely stripped away. You ha...
There were six screens in total, one for each of those being monitored. Their heart rate, blood pressure and neural receptors all key indicators. The technician made gentle adjustments to the controls in response to certain measurements that she noticed on each of the screens before her. Behind her a woman in a business suit watched on. Paula Hamilton was sk...
I awoke early, partially due to the pressure of morning wood in the chastity. Once I settled down, I showered and slipped on a robe and quietly made my way to the kitchen. I quickly familiarized myself with the layout and, finding what I needed, started cooking a nice breakfast for my mistresses and myself. Ham and cheese omelet, OJ, toast and sausage, along...
Once I get home, I practically run to my room. Sitting in the car has pressed my plug deep into my ass and now my running causes it to wiggle around while still deep inside me. "Home Princess," I text as soon as I close and lock the door to my room. I quickly peel all my clothes off except for my panties and get on my knees. My toy is retrieved from a draw...
The Date Continues (finally) ***** Just as Ollie and John began to wonder what was keeping their dates, they spotted the delectable pair of sissies returning from the rest room. When they reached the table, both men stood. Their politeness was rewarded by a brief kisses from the pretty lads. Each girlyboy also managed to run her hands across the crotch of...