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One day, nearing the end of our yoga session, we were both seated facing each other in bound lotus, with our arms crossed at the back, holding our toes. He looked so gentle and open, quite androgynous in fact (he had a very willowy body), but I felt an unease in him. After yoga the next day, I initiated a chat about what he could do to help me get over the reduced lovemaking, and I suggested pleasuring me with oral sex, which he was happy about. So, at the bound lotus part of our next yoga session, I mentioned that I was going to 'help' him, but first he needed to undo the lotus, and remove his panties.
The water coursing over me, cleaning the previous day's filth from me, felt like a warm summer rain massaging me as I rinsed off. With a little laugh she said, "I've been doing a little cleaning while you were in the shower." Gesturing toward the luggage she continued, "I have taken the liberty of sealing up some of your male clothes that aren't needed. With her mouth near my ears and the smell of her perfume beginning to reach me she whispered in sultry tones, "Slut, are you ready to be trained as my slave and maid? As I pulled the panties up my smooth legs and over my stiff cock, I felt a little embarrassed especially since my dick was making an unfeminine appearance sticking out above the low cut bikini panties.
You're gonna be a hungry little slut for my big cock." She stroked my ass, a finger circled gently at my opening. Marion had gotten me to wear her lingerie a few times while I fucked her, stockings, a teddy or a camisole; bra, stretchy top or stiletto heels while she played with my cock and my ass. You want to get fucked in your pussy, don't you, baby slut. All good little sluts need to suck the cock that's gonna fuck 'em." My nasty little classy slut on her knees in lingerie and makeup, pretty blue hair framing that lovely face, sucking her Mistress's cock. Mmm, your clit is so hard, baby slut." She fed me precum.
The very thought of wearing panties would get me aroused and to be included with a group of cute girls shopping for panties and bras was absolute heaven. I never developed beautiful breasts like she did, of course, or the extra curve to her hips and bottom, but I looked way more like her than I did some of the jock guys at school. She'd developed full C breasts by that point so the bra cups were very loose on me, but I loved that she showed me how to put it on and how it should fit on my body. That's when I hugged my sister just wearing her panties and bra and trying to keep the erect bulge in my panties from rubbing her as I enjoyed how good her body felt.
And the best thing is, most of the senior promotions, like yours, are going to womyn!" Julia wasn't sure if Samantha was more excited about her promotion or that women had taken so many of the positions. It's going to make having a baby with him almost impossible unless I give up on the idea of breastfeeding my baby like I wanted to." Julia brought her hands to the side of her head and began rubbing her temples with her fingers trying to ward off an approaching headache. "Role reversal," Samantha said, more to herself than to Julia, the words having some deeper meaning as her expression shifted to satisfaction, almost excitement.
I've trained elle to measure the washing liquid and get the temperature of the water just right, mixing it well before adding an item. elle went to work, leaning over the bathroom sink, hips shivering as she worked my intimate garments with her soapy hands. She kept her eyes trained on her task as I re-entered and stood once more behind her, savoring the muscles of her back and thighs, so nicely framed by her apron. I stepped around her to the sink and dipped my black dick in the soapy water, allowing her a good view of its slippery length. I proceeded to fuck her, my pretty little elle, in her apron, with her fingers gripping the sink that was full of my wet underthings.
In fact," she said, leering at the lump in the form-fitting jeans, "I suspect that she doth protest too much." As I turned bright red, she continued sternly, "Now how about if you just admit that you are a sissy and that you get off on being treated like a sexy little lady. Finally, after what seemed like ages, she broke in with, "I tell you what, why don't we just try a bunch of them and you can see what you like best." As she nodded at Jill to carry on, she grabbed a couple of bras from a nearby rack and, with the forms in hand, led me across the store to the mens changing rooms, pointing out as she went that men weren't allowed in the womens' and they would be fired immediately if they allowed it.
I cannot open my left hand with the zip tie holding down my fingers around the fairy wand and I am fiddling with it as heat builds in my red face. I start singing and feel my arms get heavy holding the pole and the shopping bad in one hand and waving my fairy wand above my head in the other. I could not open my left hand, it was still stuck tight around the fairy wand so I was trying to hold the coins and pick up more with the same hand. Genie asked me to move my puffy fairy sleeve out of the way as it was blocking the Skype camera on the phone.
Joan showed up a few minutes early and Jean could tell by her attire, she had plans for Bob. She wore her black leather skirt with black silk blouse, neckline just low enough to hint of cleaveage. And part of him wanted to look her in the eye and tell her that he had taken that slip and gone into the guest room and got naked with it. Finally, Joan again picked up the slip by the straps, laid it on Bob and let it drop. Jean picked up the slip from his lap and before she wiped his face, she made him lick the collected cum that had oozed out from it.
However, exploring the shame, objectification and negative rigid gender stereotypes in role playing rids it of some of its' power. BDSM in the case of cross-dressing or feminization is like a powerful political satire. While the main aim of humiliation is sexual gratification or control, I feel that it has an eventual positive effect psychologically by getting us out of the shame cycle by desensitization, though at first it may be a little difficult to deal with. Breaking rigid stereotypes is always powerful, and through the experience of feminization or cross-dressing people can act out negative stereotypes thereby transforming them.
I shared with her my fantasy of being dressed as a debutante someday and be able to wear shoulder length white kid gloves. She let her bra slip off and placed my gloved hands on her breasts and had me suck on her nipples which by now were hard and stuck right out. I was so overjoyed at the way that I looked and felt that I embraced and began kissing her passionately and rubbing her breasts and feeling her between her legs. Then she took my head in her hands and directed my painted lips to her nipples and made me suck each one back and forth while massaging her breasts with my gloved fingers.
The women saw a very happy, grateful and eager Julia, a woman looking forward to her promotion; but, the entire time, she was worrying about how Eric was going to take the news of her increasing success while he was at home unemployed and struggling. The walk from the parking strip to their building wasn't a long one but Julia dragged it out, walking slowly, almost idly forward getting up her nerve to give the news to Eric that he was falling ever further behind her, assuming she took the promotion. Julia couldn't help but wonder if Eric was really looking for work to the extent he always suggested he did, or if he'd become obsessed with, maybe even addicted to, online gaming.
A big black fella with burly arms which pinned me down further on the bed unable to escape as Marcus stood up to inspect my room. Let's see what Andrea has been putting up her vagina since she lost big Marcus." Why was he calling me Samantha instead of Sam? "Now I warning you Samantha, you better not get excited with my big hand playing with your tiny clit." This fucking bully had me pinned down and was playing with my cock and demanding I don't get an erection. As for the chastity, I had actually begged my wife to lock me up early in my marriage as I spend too much time masturbating but she thought it was weird.
I couldn't help smiling as my mind wandered into an image of how cute my guy's tight little buns would look in a pair of lacy girlie panties. "Well, now," I said, pausing dramatically while I had his complete attention, "I want you to go down to the Penney's store and buy five pairs of panties, one for each day of the week." I studied his expression. Opening my eyes I was treated to the blurred sight (I am extremely nearsighted) of my husband in his lovely new Victoria Secret panties and a camisole I had picked it up from the thrift store the day before.
I was completely nude at the time and I started to rub the pantyhose on my semi-hard cock. One day I was at the house of a mutual acquaintance, when I went to the bathroom I saw some white pantyhose sticking out the wash basket so before I sat in the toilet I pulled them out along with them came a pair of red panties. She got under the covers and I put my stuff down, I turned out all the lights so that she couldn't see me climb into bed wearing the panties. I enjoy wearing any colour, silky (not cotton), thongs or hotpanties and the feel is great.
"Hurry up bitch and get your girly stuff on, I've been wanting to get my dick in you since I read that first story online," she said as she put a condom on her cock. She continued to talk about me getting a real cock either in my mouth or in my ass the whole time she was fucking me that night. She started talking about me sucking a real cock again as she slowly fucked my mouth. "What a messy little whore, we need to get you cleaned up," Angie said as she reached around and raked up the cum from my face with her finger. Before the guy left Angie told him to come back after he got off work and fuck my ass like he had my face and he agreed that he would.
Paula continued to use his tongue, mouth, face and ass for her pleasure...and his. Over the course of time, she convinced him to let his hair grow, and to get rid of what little body hair he had, so that he was smooth from nose to toes, and his brunette locks brushed his ears. When Paula's sister --who knew Bobbie back when he was a man-- came over drunk one night after a disastrous date, he was dismayed when she was allowed to use him as well. Paula sent Bobbie to answer the door, knowing Glenda would likely take out her frustrations on her sister's little feminized boyfriend. "Come on, bitch; eat my cunt!" whooped Glenda, as she rode his face, careless of his need to breathe.
Why would she want me when she knew I was a slutty little sissy bitch wearing satin lingerie like a girl? "Sabine let me know you were a bit of a size queen so I thought we'd have some real fun." From my kneeling position, the cock looked huge. "Mmmm, yes, sissy wants her Mommy's cock, doesn't she?" cooed Mrs. Yakota. It felt so glorious to be fucked like the total sissy I was, with such a beautiful, huge cock and by a beautiful, powerful woman. Even though I couldn't get erect, I felt like something was happening with my cock and balls. Mrs. Yakota was working herself up good and fast, moaning and babbling about being Mommy and fucking her sissy girl with her huge cock.
Finally, Katie told me, "Since you are too much of a pussy to say it, go RIGHT NOW and get your 'outfit' and Gina's panties that you have been stealing from her!" Without hesitation, Katie walked right up to Gina, ran her fingers through her hair, and started kissing her more intimately and passionately than I had ever seen her kiss before. Chris withdrew his finger, told Gina to turn around and sit down, and put his finger back in Katie's mouth to suck clean. As I went to give my next idea, Chris interrupted me, "Gina, when Sean is dressed like this, your sister calls him Stacey. Finally, Chris said he was taking Katie to their bedroom and that this was my opportunity to have some alone time with Gina.
She asked if I was thirsty, and she told me to drink from the toilet, "like a good little puppy." I had never drunk from a toilet, and it was humiliating, at first. We had discussed toilet training, and she said that she wanted to see me drink the byproduct of what I had drunk from the toilet earlier--she put me in my place right away, as a puppy and a toilet slave. "Pee like the good little bitch you are," she said, laughing at me as she watched, humiliating me. Well, except for having to go pee in the middle of the night--and that, I did in the back yard, like a good little puppy.
"I told Ms. Panington what a good job you've been doing, Tom, and she agrees that it would be a good time to call Kelli," Madam Christina said. "Very good, Tom. I think that she would like that," Ms. Panington responded, "And about your nasty masturbation habit?" From now on, Kelli owns your cock, and she owns your sissy ass?" Madam Christina asked. "He has something he wants to tell you about the orgasm we allowed him to have today, Kelli," Ms. Panington continued. As Nancy was trying to get to sleep, Ms. Panington, Madam Christina, and Ms. Jensen were in Ms. Panington's office and had Kelli back on the phone on a video conference call.
She didn't believe this incubus at first when he said he would give her magic powers to shrink her boyfriend's dick every time she sucked off another man, but she sucked the incubus off in the parking lot anyway because his huge, hard cock made her feel inexplicably horny. When she came home later, miraculously he hadn't shrunk, but Jezebel told her boyfriend she wanted him to feel that insecurity always, constantly worrying if she might suck off anybody on the street and take away his dick. Jeff had milliseconds left before his girlfriend would close in on Rick's epic dick and make him cum, stealing her cucked-out, humiliated sissy boyfriend's size 1 widdle wee wee away forever.
Looking up at her, I watched as she reached down for the back of my head, "C'mon sissy...just like I taught you...take it all the way." She pulled my hair back with her hand, then pushed my head down on it, "If you're not going to do it right, I'll do it for you." She began pumping her hips and fucking my mouth, pulling me deep and holding me there for a moment. A big smile came across her face as she slowed to catch her breath, "There we go sissy...a little squirt for me!" She reached down to gather with her fingers what wasn't trapped in the cage, "Clean it up like a good girl." I sucked the cum off her fingers as she pulled the dildo out of my ass.
When I saw that ass barely covered by those girly jeans and that slutty thong, I figured I would be getting a chick that was good to go, not some boy in whores clothes." You started by taking just the tip of my dick in your mouth, and swirling your tongue around the head, licking up all the juicy pre-cum that the thoughts of your ass in that white thong had caused. Then, maybe if you can look like a pretty little girl and be the kind of whore I want you to be, in the future, I'll think about making you more than just a cum-bucket," I said.