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My training as a she-male servant began when I rang the doorbell of my
lady's home. She greeted me wearing along, tight fitting red leather gown,
which covered her from neck to foot except that it exposed her prominent
and luscious breasts; her long auburn hair flowed over her shoulders. She
was also wearing 6" spike heels and black stockings. The dress had a slit
from her thigh to her ankles, which showed off her stocking clad legs when
she walked. She demanded that I call her nothing but Mistress Dominique and
that I would speak only when she allowed me to do so. She informed me that
from now on my name would be "Rachael" and that she would transform me into
a totally subservient she male handmaiden.

She invited me into her living room and ordered me to stand in the middle
of the room where she seated herself in a plush chair. She instructed me to
remove all my clothes so she could inspect my body and I did. After
removing my clothes she gathered them up and gave them to her manservant
who then left the room taking my clothes with him. She slowly looked me
over and took my measurements so I could be properly fitted with clothing
of her choosing; I had no say in the matter, as I was not allowed to
speak. She lowered her hand to my crotch and squeezed by balls gently and
then stroking my pens and squeezing it with her very long, sharp
fingernails. Telling me not to move, she left the room. Watching her walk
in that tight dress was arousing and it was clear she wore nothing
underneath.

She returned in a few minutes and took me upstairs to her large marble
finished bathroom where her manservant had prepared a hot bath for me. I
realized why, when, after getting into the water, that I was to shave my
legs, crotch and chest. Afterwards, he would shave the remaining hair from
my body. After being completely shaved, I was powdered with a lovely
smelling bath powder and was sprayed over with marvelous feminine cologne.
I was then taken to a small bedroom. All that was there were a dressing
table, mirror, and a large bed with brass headboard and footboard. This was
to be my room. I was told to stand in the center of the room and wait. The
cologne, which had been sprayed on me, was dizzying.

Mistress Dominique returned in about an hour accompanied by her manservant,
who was wearing nothing but a g-string, which had quit a large bulge in it
and was carrying a box, which contained clothing. He put the box on a table
while Mistress picked out a black with red trim lace and satin bra and two
breast prosthesis, size D and had me put them on. Next was a matching
six-garter satin garter belt and black thigh length stockings and a
beautiful pair of red 5" ankle strap high heels that fit perfectly making
it fairly easy to walk them. These shoes had two ankle straps, which caused
my feet to stay arched; the feeling was extraordinary. They both watched as
I put on the lingerie. I was then told to stand. Mistress removed from the
box a lovely red satin, brocade corset and told me to go to the foot of the
bed and place my arms high on the bedposts. She then placed the corset
around me and told her manservant to lace it up. When he completed his
task, she took hold of the lacing and pulled them as hard as she could,
cinching my waist smaller and smaller, almost taking my breath away.

The pretty corset was heavily boned and severely restricting so I was told
to lie on the bed for a few minutes before continuing my waist reduction
which was already about four inches smaller than normal, but the feeling of
being in a corset is indescribable. In about 20 minutes she told me to
stand again and hold on to the bedposts. This time her manservant pulled
the corset's laces until I could take no more. My waist had been reduced to
26 inches and I was feeling lightheaded but wonderfully aroused. She then
had me walk around the room; she wanted to see how I walked in high
heels. They were wide and fit the balls of my feet just right and were very
comfortable so I had no problem walking in them at all. The corset gave me
a full feminine figure with my size 38C breasts and I was feeling very
feminine. I had no idea what was to come next.

The next step in my training as a maid for my Mistress was
unanticipated. Before taking me to the dressing table for makeup and hair,
Mistress Dominique told me to bend all the way over, spread my legs and
hold my ankles, and I did, although it was a little difficult at first in
my lovely corset. She walked toward me from my rear and I could feel
something cool and wet around my anus, and then pain as she inserted a
5-inch long, 1 1/2 inch diameter pens shaped butt plug into my ass. I had
never felt such as this before. The plug, being small at the base then
expanding outward kept it from being inserted completely while not allowing
it to slip out of my hole, would remain in me until my Mistress removed
it. She said it was to be part of my disciplinary instruction, as I would
later see why. As I walked I could feel it moving inside me. I then slipped
on a pair of black nylon, French cut panties. In order to hide my bulge I
had to tuck my pens between my legs and then pull on my tight fitting
panties thus keeping my penis hidden from view.

She told me to sit at the dressing table where she would apply my makeup,
consisting of mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow and pink lipstick, etc. She
then took an eyebrow pencil and shaped my eyebrows. I was given a manicure
and long artificial fingernails were fitted to my fingers and a pink polish
applied. Large, gold hoop earrings were attached to my ears and a gold
choker necklace was placed around my neck. Then, Mistress placed a short
blond wig on my head. Looking in the mirror, I had been transformed into a
lovely young woman.

After the nail polish hardened, I slipped on a very short black satin
maid's uniform with a scanty white satin apron. She zipped it up the back
and it fit snugly around my waist. The little skirt barely covered my ass
and it had white ruffles in the rear, it also had a white lace maid's cap
trimmed in black, which was placed on my head.

To complete my transformation as her handmaiden, she attached two 2"
leather wrist cuffs to my wrists and two 2" leather ankle cuffs to my
stocking clad ankles and lastly she placed a 3-inch leather obedience
collar around my neck and locked it with a small lock in the rear. The
collar and cuffs were fitted with D rings in case Mistress wanted to attach
them together or attach a leash to the collar in case she decided I needed
to be restrained or punished for any infraction that may displease her. My
metamorphosis into a she-male maidservant was almost complete.

Mistress Dominique then told me I would do whatever she desired or be
punished, that I was Herr's to do with as she pleased since I was just a
paltry little slut of a maid. She told me that as part of my disciplinary
training she was going to affix a small chain to my wrist cuffs then to my
collar and lock them there in order to limit my arm movement. I would be
able to move them enough to carry out my chores but no more than that. She
also required that I be disciplined in case I displease her, that she could
be harsh mistress, if necessary, and that I should take care not to
displease her.

She told me to go to her living room and wait there for orders as she had
some friends coming over and she wanted to show off her new maid, that she
wanted them to see what I could do. I did what she demanded. As I waited
for her guests to arrive, I felt very excited in the tight fitting corset,
high heels and my little maid's uniform and was anxious with anticipation
and very nervous, almost weak. I could still feel the pens plug in my anus
no matter how I moved and it was exhilarating.

The doorbell rang and I was told to answer the door. As I opened the door
there was a man and a woman standing there, he in a suit and she in a short
tight skirt and blouse. I politely curtseyed and invited them in. The man
smiled and patted me on the ass as they walked through the doorway. I took
them to my Mistress and she invited them in for drinks, which I was told to
serve. I hurriedly walked to the kitchen, feeling my body move in my corset
and the anal plug deliciously moving around in my ass. I returned with the
drinks and carefully served each their drink, guests first then my lovely
Mistress. I then stood near the table waiting for orders. The couple kept
staring at me, they watched as my breasts moved up down with my
breathing. I could feel them watching me although my collar did not allow
me to move my head very much and when I did the little chain would rattle
and Mistress would look at me sharply.

After about twenty minutes Mistress Dominique told me to retire to my room
and wait. Some time passed, I don't know how long since I had no way of
telling time. Then Mistresses' manservant came into my room and, without
speaking a word, attached my wrist cuffs together with a heavy clasp device
and then attached a chain leash to the D-ring on my collar and led me out
of the room. I asked him where we were going and he told me to shut up,
that I was not allowed to speak and that if I said anything else, Mistress
Dominique would have me gagged so I could not speak. He led me down the
stairs and into a large room in the basement.

The room was filled with bizarre looking devices, whips, and a large X
shaped rack against the wall, a bed with tall brass posts at each corner. I
could see a wardrobe of leather clothing of all types. Mistresses'
manservant removed the chain from my collar but went to the rack on the
wall an brought back a steel rod about 4 feet long and told me to spread my
legs apart. He then attached the steel rod to the D rings on my ankle
cuffs. My hands were still shackled and with the rod attached to my ankles,
I was helpless, I could not move. I was scared, excited, and anxious as to
what awaited me. My Mistress, appearing to be agitated, walked in followed
be her two guests. Both had removed their clothes. Mistress ordered her
manservant to remove my wrist cuffs and for me to put my hands behind my
back, that I was to be disciplined. My arms were pulled behind my back and
latched together then a leather belt, fitted with D rings, was pulled
tightly around my waist and another leather strap was attached to my wrist
cuffs through the D ring on the belt and then looped through the D ring on
my collar back down to the buckle on my wrist cuffs and pulled tightly and
secured. I felt as though my shoulders were going to be pulled out of their
sockets. I was then told to bend over while her manservant held on to my
shoulders keeping me from falling forward since the tight corset kept my
back straight. I did not know what was to happen to me as my heart beat
faster and faster.

Mistress Dominique ordered her manservant to remove his g-string, which he
did exposing a very large, long, hard cock. I was frightened since he was
just inches away from my face. Mistress told me to lick his cock and to
suck it and that before it was over I would take his entire cock all the
way in my mouth. I hesitatingly started to lick the big smooth, head of his
pens and take it into my mouth as he began to groan with pleasure. With his
hands on my shoulders he began to push his cock deeper into my mouth, I
started to gag and he withdrew slightly and begin again, slowly.

While this was happening to me, Mistress told her male guest to "give the
whore a try, little Rachael will not mind!" Oh, what were they going to do
to me! He went behind me and lifted what little there was of my skirt
exposing my little black panties. He slowly pulled them down to my thighs
and pulled out the pens shaped butt plug. He then lubricated his big cock
and walked up to my ass and began to ease his slippery cock inside me
little by little. It hurt me, but I was also excited with sexual pleasure
and pain. The manservant's cock was almost fully inserted in my throat and
he was fucking my mouth as I sucked and Mistresses' male guest had fully
inserted his big cock inside me and I was being fucked in my anus. I was
totally helpless being bound as I was, but I had to do, as Mistress
demanded. My knees were weak and I was a little shaky in my 5"
heels. Finally both men came about the same time and I was forced to
swallow the manservant's juices or be further punished. Both withdrew and
Mistress quickly inserted my anal plug in me again and I was allowed to
stand, however weak, while Mistress ordered her manservant to remove the
steel rods and allow me to go to the bed for a few minutes and
rest. Mistress Dominique was not finished, however, as her female guest had
not yet participated in my disciplining. I was to lie on my back while
Mistresses' manservant attached my ankle cuffs to heavy steel clips
attached to the two bedposts at the corners of the foot of the bed. He then
attached my wrist cuffs to the same type clips to the remaining bedposts
and the head of the bed. Again I was completely helpless. Mistress's female
companion walked to the bed and put her hand on the inside of my thigh. She
was tall and slender with perfectly formed breasts and her pussy was
covered by heart shaped mound of dark hair.

I wanted very much to touch her but could not move. My balls ached and my
cock was hard and throbbing as it had been during the other ordeal I was
forced to endure so as to please my Mistress. She climbed on top of me with
her ass toward my face. She took my cock into her mouth and began to lick
and suck it. She maneuvered her pussy over my face and sat, centering on my
mouth. I had to lick her ass and pussy clean for her man friend, but I was
not to cum, no matter what.

Mistress watched and enjoyed. Afterwards, Mistress released me from my
bindings and attached a cock harness to my cock and balls. The harness
stretched my balls apart making them rub against my stocking clad thighs
and made my cock hard a rock. The harness also had a small D ring attached
to it and a leash was attached to that so she could lead me around and give
it a quick yank if necessary causing pain if I further displeased her. She
then led me back to my room where I was told to undress, to remove my
little uniform and shoes and nothing else and to get into bed. Mistress
informed me that since this would be my first full night in her home she
required that I remain in the bed. Again, she attached by legs and arms to
the corners of the bed but did not stretch me as before. She said her
manservant would check on me periodically to make sure I was in compliance
and that tomorrow she needed to shop for some clothes and she required that
I accompany her.

Even though I was exhausted from my ordeal I slept little that
night. Whenever I moved my hips to try to get comfortable, I could feel the
anal plug moving inside me and my body moving in the tight corset was
thrilling. Mistress told me I would continue to wear a variety of corsets
at all times as part of my training. I was to become a completely feminine
and subordinate she male servant.

Next morning Mistresses' manservant came to my room and unlocked my feet
and hands from their bindings. I was told to go to the dressing table and
sit while Mistress Dominique came in and supervised my makeup and hair and
polish on my new long fingernails. I put on a fresh pair of lacy panties
and she brought out a red leather mini-skirt, which barely covered the tops
of my stockings. She then picked out a frilly white sheer nylon blouse with
long ruffled sleeves for me to wear along with a red 2" wide leather
belt. I put on my gold hoop earrings, necklace and matching wide gold slave
bracelets. Finally I put on my red 5" ankle strap high heels. I was ready
for her to take me with her shopping.

I was excited and nervous about leaving the safety of her house and being
in public where everyone could see me and think of me as a woman. I was so
self-conscious about my size 38C breasts as they moved and bounced when I
walked in my high heels, contrasting my slender waist and large
hips. Seeing myself, though, in the mirror, I looked very sexy and felt
aroused and very excited.

Mistress told me to go downstairs and wait for her outside that her
manservant would drive us to town. I cannot describe the feeling of walking
up or down stairs with the anal plug inside me, moving in me with every
step.

Shortly, she met me and I opened the door for her and then we got in the
car and drove to the mall where the specialty shop she frequented was
located. We got out of the car and walked to the mall entrance. As we
walked through the parking lot I noticed several people watching us. I felt
self-conscious as my breasts bounced and my high heels gave me a little
swing in my walk. I was embarrassed and delighted at the same time, that
they really thought I was a tall, sexy looking woman. Mistress Dominique
said to enjoy myself that this would not happen often as I had other duties
to perform of at her home. She then reached down and put her hand on my ass
and patted me in front of several people in the mall, I lowered my eyes in
embarrassment, as I knew people were watching these two shapely, voluptuous
women. Did they believe we were lesbian lovers? Did they think I was a
whore or something?

The shop to which we were going was on the second level so we had to use
the escalator to get there. As we went up, I knew there were a couple of
men we had passed earlier were watching us and they were looking up my
miniskirt at my panties and creamy white thighs and there was nothing I
could do about it. Feelings inside me were being aroused and I could still
feel the 5" butt plug inside me. I was almost in a constant state of
ejaculation as my pens has remained hard between my legs held by my panties
for a long time and walking made we want to cum in my panties. I dared not
because soiling my new panties would displease Mistress and cause her to
discipline me again.

We got to the specialty shop and I opened the door for Mistress Dominique
and then walked in behind her, as a proper maid should. Everyone in the
shop knew Mistress Dominique well and they also knew that I must certainly
be her new maidservant. I waited as Mistress Dominique picked out several
new pieces of very special clothes made of black latex and leather. One of
the latex pieces was a complete body suit and one of the leather outfits
was another ankle length gown, which would fully expose her breasts and her
luscious ass. She also purchased a pair of 6" spike heel thigh length red
patent leather boots. I hoped that these would be mine. I do know that she
bought me a pair of pink latex panties but would not let me see them until
we arrived home. She informed me they were very special and that I would
enjoy wearing them. The items of clothing and boots were packaged and the
boxes handed to me to carry for her.

We then left the shop but before we left the mall, Mistress Dominique
wanted to get some coffee at one of the mall cafes. We went into one of the
cafes that had tables near the big hallway and sat down. A male waiter
approached our table and looked over these two tall, sexy, big-breasted
women very closely. I was embarrassed at his looking me over, staring at my
crossed black stocking clad legs in spike heels in a leather skirt and
trying to look down my new blouse to see what he could see. Mistress
Dominique quickly told him to bring some coffee and he did, right
away. Mistress Dominique had given him a dirty look and I suppose he
thought he'd better leave well enough alone, although I was aroused again
and my balls were aching with desire for sex, any sex. Crossing my legs
tightly didn't help much either but it was a sensuous feeling.

I knew better to say anything, so I kept my mouth shut but Mistress
Dominique was well aware of my little moans of desire. She leaned over to
me and whispered in my ear that she could hear me and that I was
embarrassing her and she would not have any of that. She told me to be
prepared. She did not say for what, but I knew, I knew. While she was
whispering in my ear she reached her hand up my skirt and tightly squeezed
my balls and a sharp pain went through my groin. When she stood she told me
to get her merchandise and follow her, I could see the waiter had seen what
she had done. All I could do is get up and follow her, as she demanded.

We arrived at her home after a short ride and she angrily got out of the
car telling me to quickly bring the boxes to the basement, which I did
without pausing. I ran to the basement as best I could in my high heels and
placed the boxes on the large table and waited for Mistress Dominique. She
came into the room and ordered me to remove my skirt, blouse and
panties. She them reached in the box and brought out my "surprise panties."
They were pink latex panties but what I did not see until she told me to
slip them on, was that a 6" long, 2" diameter pens butt plug was securely
sewn into the rear. They were apparently made for a man to wear. She told
me I would wear them from now on as part of my training even though the
plug was much larger than my other one. She told me to bend over and she
then removed my other butt plug by drawing it out quickly. It hurt when she
pulled it out so fast. She then handed me a tube of K-Y jelly and told me
to lubricate the plug in the panties.

She then ordered me to powder myself so as to ease putting on the rubber
panties. Next, I pulled on the panties and slowly guided the plug to my
anus. Oh, how it hurt. Once the anal opening was large enough to accept the
2" diameter tool, Mistress Dominique pushed it in quickly as I pulled the
panties up to my waist. The 6" plug was completely inside me and it felt
painful but smooth and cool. These were my "punishment panties" which I was
to wear until allowed to remove them by Mistress Dominique and no one else.

Since I embarrassed her at the mall with my little moans, she told me she
would not tolerate that in a maid and that she was going to teach me never
to do that again. She told me to stand erect with my legs apart and my
hands at my side. She placed the ankle cuffs on my ankles and my wrist
cuffs on my wrists and she then slid a new pens gag into my mouth and
buckled the strap behind my neck. This one was larger and longer than the
first but I was able to take it with some discomfort, which she said was
good, that I was going to suffer much more discomfort than that. She had
only begun. She then took out the collar I had been forced to wear the
night before and placed it around my neck severely restricting my head
movement and she attached the chain leash to the D ring on the front of the
collar.

She jerked on the chain and led me to the X shaped cross near the wall. It
was suspended from the ceiling at both ends with chains and was resting at
an angle to the floor. I did not know what this was and was getting
frightened. She ordered me to get on the X shaped device and spread my legs
and arms to each extension. By this time her manservant had joined us in
the basement. He had changed his clothes and was back to wearing his gold
g-string and high heel boots. She told him to attach my wrist cuffs to the
heavy rings at the top and then my ankles to the rings at the bottom and to
secure them well. He proceeded to lock the cuffs to the cross and handed
the only key to Mistress Dominique who looked at me and smiled. He then
secured a heavy leather belt around my waist through two large rings at the
center of the X. I could not move I was completely secured to this strange
device. I then realized she could raise or lower either end of the X
placing me in any position she desired. She lowered the top end to about
three feet above the floor and raised my feet a little higher than that.

She removed my gag and told me to say nothing. She then placed a rubber
blindfold on me and I could see nothing but black and had no idea what was
next. I was truly frightened. I was quivering with fright and desire at the
same time. I could hear her call a man into the room and asked him to lie
on the pad on the floor. She then had the X device flipped and I was
hanging face down about 3 or 4 feet above the floor. I could hear the
chains moving through the pulleys and felt myself being lowered, to what I
did not know. A minute or so later I felt something I had felt the night
before, the smooth slippery head of a very large cock trying to enter my
mouth. I knew this one was different, as it was much larger than the night
before. I could not move any part of my body and had no choice but to take
as much of it as I could as I was being lowered onto it further and
further. Mistress Dominique told me to lick and suck on it. I slowly worked
my tongue around the smooth, hot head of this man's cock and sucked on the
tip. Each click of the pulley lowered me a little further and the cock went
deeper into my throat. She raised my feet allowing my head to be at an
angle so I could take more and more of this large cock. Shortly, the entire
length of this man's cock was deep in my throat and he was pumping it in
and out fucking me until globs of cum shot into my throat.

Mistress Dominique then pulled on the chains again raising my head and told
me to swallow all his cum. I was left hanging there for what seemed an
eternity before being released and allowed to stand. Again, my legs were
weak, especially in my high heels and my anal plug panties were hurting
me. My blindfold was removed and what I saw next made me quiver. Mistress
Dominique returned to the room accompanied by a tall black man with the
longest cock I had ever seen; it must have been at least 10 inches long and
it frightened me but there was nothing I could do. She ordered the man to
take me to the brass railing at the foot of the bed and he did, leading me
with the leash, which was still attached to my collar. She then told him to
take one of the 4-foot steel rods and attach it to my ankle cuffs. Before
he attached the steel rod I was told to remove my panties with the anal
plug attached. I cried out in pain when they were removed but it quickly
subsided. He then attached my ankle cuffs to the steel rod keeping my legs
4 feet apart exposing my anus. Two chains were attached to my wrist cuffs
and I was pulled forward bending at the hips over the brass bed rail and
then attached securely to the brass posts at the head of the bed. My anal
hole was fully exposed and I new what was going to happen and pleaded with
Mistress Dominique to stop that I could not take this, he was too large for
me to take. My anus had not been trained long enough to take this large
throbbing cock. Angrily, she slapped my ass with a leather belt and told me
to shut up; she did not want to hear a thing out of me. She picked up the
large gag and inserted in into my mouth and buckled the leather strap
tightly at the back of my neck. All I could do was moan with anticipation
of the pain that I knew was coming.

Being drawn tightly over the brass railing and with the collar still around
my neck, I could not see what was coming up to my exposed rear, but I
knew. I shuddered when I felt his large hand rest on my hip and I could
feel him guiding his cock, which had been well lubricated, between my
cheeks. It felt warm and slippery and when he found my hole he placed both
hands on my hips and began to push his large black cock into my open hole
slowly and I squealed with pain inside my gag so nothing was heard except a
weak squeal and a shudder over my entire body. He pushed harder and harder
and his cock went further and further into my ass. It wasn't long before he
had entered me completely. Mistress Dominique then ordered him to fuck me,
hard. He began pulling his cock out and then shoving it back into me, in
and out. I felt as though he was going to push his cock all the way through
me. I could feel this long, slippery, thick cock going in and out of me; I
could feel it inside me as though he were trying to fill me with it. He
kept pumping me harder and harder and I tried to scream but could not. I
don't know how long this ordeal lasted but it seemed hours, although it
could not have been that long. I heard him moan and he ejaculated inside me
with what must have been huge amounts of his hot juices. He then withdrew
from me and it seemed like an eternity before he finally removed his entire
cock.

I was then released from my bonds but I was so very weak that Man had to
assist me to my bedroom. He unlocked my wrist and ankle cuffs and loosened
the laces on my corset allowing me to unhook the busks and remove it. After
taking off all my clothes, I drew a hot scented bath. The feeling I had was
luxurious; especially after all I had been through that day. My whole body
ached but the hot perfumed bath was exactly what I needed to calm and sooth
the pain.

After indulging in my bath for the longest time, I dried off, powdered
myself with a heavenly scented powder and then put on a pretty black satin
and lace bra and panties followed by my floor length sheer back nightgown
and negligee and lastly, my 4" bedroom slippers. No one bothered me that
evening so I was able to read a while and enjoy myself lounging on my bed
and, after a while, I fell asleep.

Next morning Mistress came into my room somewhat angry that I was not yet
awake and had not prepared her morning meal. I bowed my head to her asking
for her forgiveness and told her it would never happen again. That was all
well and good but if I were to be her slave, I would have to be
punished. She told me to put on my garter belt and black stockings first
then my black patent 5" pumps, which I did hurriedly. She then placed the
leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and locked them. Chains were then
attached to my wrist and ankle cuffs, while I held the chains until she
finished. She told me to go to the foot of my bed with my back toward
her. She took the ends of the chains and attached them high on the bedposts
stretching my arms to either side. The other ends were attached to the
lower bedposts spreading my legs apart. She then reached up and torn off my
panties and with a leather belt she began to whip me over and over until
large red whelps appeared on my buttocks and I was whimpering
uncontrollably. At ten lashes, she released me and left the room without
saying a word. When she returned she was carrying a rubber bra and a black
rubber garter belt for me to wear along with black rubber, thigh length
stockings. I slid the stockings on over my freshly shaved legs and attached
them to my garter belt and was about to ask for my panties when she told me
to put the freshly cleaned "punishment panties" back on, that as long as I
was being trained as a slave maid, I would wear them. So I was made to
lubricate the plug and slip them on again guiding the 7" plug into my anal
hole and pulling the panties all the way up as far as they would go,
driving the tool inside me. I felt both pain and pleasure. Then she handed
me a pair of black shoulder length; rubber gloves and told me to put them
on. The smell of the rubber garments was strange to me, as I was almost
fully encased in rubber. I then slipped on a new pair of red leather 6"
high heel double ankle strap shoes. Mistress Dominique told me to go to the
bed because I to be laced into a new corset. She brought out a very heavily
boned red coutil 14" corset and placed it around my body and proceeded to
lace it up. When she was finished she pulled and pulled on the laces
tightening the corset making my waist smaller and smaller. She allowed me
to rest for a while before she continued with my waist reduction. When she
was finished, my waist was smaller than before, it had been reduced by 8 to
10 inches. My waist now measured about 22 inches and it was a little
difficult to breathe but she told me I would have to get used to it. We
went to the dressing table where my makeup was applied along with my cute
little wig and my gold earrings.

She then informed me that I was to still wear the wrist cuffs and neck
collar which she locked in place with a small lock but that later in the
evening I was to be a model for her fashion show for a few of her friends
and that I would be wearing several new outfits designed for "female"
slaves. She then told me to put on my maid's uniform and clean the house
because guests were coming that evening. I finished my house cleaning about
5 PM when Mistress Dominique called me to my room. She told me to get ready
for her fashion show, as I was to be her only model. So, I disrobed
completely and bathed again. I dried myself and powdered myself again with
the dreamy smelling powder. She then handed me a new white shiny nylon bra
and garter belt and told me to put them on along with my nylon
stockings. Next came pink 5" heel pumps, which matched my pink lipstick and
pink fingernails, and my pretty corset, which she tightly laced onto
me. She then told me she had something special for that evening for me to
wear because some of the clothing I was to be modeling required it.

It was a leather covered plastic affair that fitted over my crotch and
pubic mound and tapered smaller towards the back that went between my
legs. At the very end was another anal plug that was large in the middle,
small at the tip and small at the base. The largest part being about 2
inches in diameter. This was lubricated and inserted between my legs and
the plug pushed into my anus. The small taper at the base kept it firmly
implanted in my ass while keeping my pens and balls from sight. She called
it a gaff.

The first outfit she brought out for me to model was a beautiful, white
beaded satin gown that looked almost like a wedding gown. It was a tight,
form fitting full-length gown, which flared at the knees all the way to the
floor. It had long sleeves with ruffles at the wrists and the high collar
attached at the back of my neck. The gown accented my tiny waist and large
breasts. What was different about this lovely gown was that there was an
opening in the rear of the dress that normally would cover my buttocks.

This left my buttocks exposed. The gown fit tightly all the way to the
knees and it was a little difficult to walk in it, so I had to take small
steps. I was excited about modeling this pretty gown and it felt
sensational wearing it even though my butt was exposed, but that made it
feel even more sexy and Mistress Ann's guests loved it, especially when I
was told to turn with my back to the guests.

Mistress Dominique said "Rachael, serve everyone their drinks
before returning to your room to change clothes, it will give our guests
more of a chance to see the gown and see more of you." Everyone giggled and
I blushed. I went to the kitchen to get the drinks Man had prepared and
placed them on a tray for serving. The guests had all been seated in sort
of a semicircle so everyone could see the show and as I would bend over to
serve them, my buttocks really showed themselves to everyone in the
room. This excited me, as I would wiggle a little bit whenever I would bend
over, knowing that people were watching. This pleased Mistress Dominique,
as she knew her guests were being entertained. She then told me to go to my
room and put on the next outfit and return. I went to my room; Man
undressed me and told me to remove everything but my corset. He handed me
the rubber garments that I had tried on earlier, the bra, garter belt,
rubber stockings, and gloves. He then brought out a full body suit made of
heavy red rubber. It had a high buckle collar and it covered my body from
neck to my feet with long sleeves, open at the wrists. It had a long,
two-way zipper that began at my navel down through the crotch and all the
way up the top at the neck and the collar had three heavy buckles in the
back. There were D rings attached to the neck, waist and shoulders. After
finally getting the body suit on, I slipped on the shoulder length rubber
gloves. Then Man brought out the red patent leather; thigh length 6" heel
boots and laced me into them. They felt luscious.

He then attached my wrist and ankle cuffs, telling me this was all part of
the outfit. Next, and finally, he placed a heavy rubber hood over my head
that zipped up the back once it was fitted to me. The hood had eye openings
and two small openings for each nostril but the mouth was fitted with a
removable thick round leather covered plug that went into my mouth. It had
a D ring at the top and the mouthpiece had a hole in the center and a small
hose was attached to that from the outside. I did not know what it was
for. I was now fully encased in rubber and it was hot. He attached my leash
to the D ring on the collar and led me downstairs to where I was supposed
to model the outfit not suspecting what was to take place. Instead of
returning to the living room he led me to the basement and I was beginning
to get scared, I had done nothing that deserved punishment or discipline
from my Mistress.

Mistress Dominique and her guests were awaiting us and everyone stared as I
was paraded around the room in my 6" heel boots. Mistress Dominique came to
me and removed the mouth plug from the hood, reminding me not to speak. She
said "Rachael, there are some men here that think you are beautiful in your
outfits and some have mentioned they would like to make love to you, so I
think I will let them have you, they can do whatever they wish." "Oh
please, not again," I thought, "not this soon, there was so many of them."

They removed my hood and told me to put on my hoop earrings and freshen my
lipstick. After that they led me to what looked like a stainless steel tilt
table with a long phallus shaped thing in the center of a recessed type
seat. It appeared to me about 8" long and about 3" in diameter and it was
covered with K-Y jelly. I hesitated but they jerked my leash forward. The
phallus could be raised or lowered with a lever at the side of the table;
it also appeared to have a small hole in the tip. The phallus was lowered
and they unzipped my suit from my navel to my lower back and told me to get
on the table and place my buttocks in the cradle seat directly over the
hole. They then placed my feet in the stirrups at the end and my hands in
the arm extension holders at each side of the table. I was breathing
heavily, my breasts were heaving and I was sweating profusely. They locked
my feet and hands in place with heavy leather straps and then buckled a
heavy leather strap, which was attached to the center of the table around
my waist. One of the men placed a small round pillow under my neck pulling
my head back and down and attached two straps connected to the table to the
D rings on my collar. They strapped a blindfold over my eyes and strapped
the pens gag in my mouth. They then placed a leather strap attached to the
end of the table through the D ring on my hood and tightened it securely
holding my head back firmly at an angle.

I was totally and completely immobile. I could move nothing. My body was
centered over the hole where the phallus would raise or lower and one of
the men began to turn the handle and I could feel this steel cyclopean
object easing in between my cheeks, it was cold and slippery. I tried to
move but could not stop the inevitable from happening to me. He turned the
handle again and the steel phallus found my hole, I could not cry out, it
went further and further inside my hole. He could speed it up or slow it
down or he could run it in and out of me as he wished. He turned the crank
several times very quickly and the thing rammed inside me so fast I almost
fainted. I could not resist in any way; I was so tightly bound to the steel
table.

Finally it was completely inside of me, this huge, slippery steel
implement. Another of the men walked to the table and said he was going to
remove my gag but if made a sound he would turn on the water and fill my
insides with hot water, if I knew what he meant, and I did. Once he removed
my gag the table was tilted with my head down and feet up. One of the men
stuck his cock in my mouth and told me to lick him and suck him.

I did as he commanded and he proceeded to push his thick cock deeper and
deeper into my mouth and began to fuck me; he came quickly and withdrew
spewing his cum over my face. One of the women climbed on the table and
straddled my throbbing and aching cock and lowered herself onto me and
began moving her hips faster and faster. Before I could ejaculate into her
she pulled away and my cum spilled over me and I could feel it oozing down
around my crotch. Afterwards, they tilted the table in a vertical position
and left me there while they all left the room. The steel phallus was still
inside me and I was still tightly secured to the table.

Upon returning they leveled the table and unstrapped me and I thought my
ordeal was over but they placed the gag back in my mouth and led me to
another part of the room where some heavy rings were secured to the floor,
a few feet apart. They forced me to my hands and knees. Two men grabbed my
feet and chained them to the rings while two more secured my wrists to the
remaining two rings. Still blindfolded and gagged I could not imagine what
was to happen to me next. Everything was quiet for a while when they all
seemed to come back into the room laughing and joking with Mistress
Dominique. As they came closer, I could hear tiny taps on the concrete
floor. I did not know what this was but suddenly I felt a cool wet
something sniffing my rear, it was a dog, a very large dog. They let him
sniff me and lick my anus and let him walk around me, sniffing, trying to
figure out what this rubber-encased thing was fastened to the floor.

Suddenly, and to my horror, the dog was trying to mount me and he was
slipping on the rubber suit I was wearing but he finally was able to grab
hold and work his big long, sharp thorny cock into my hole. He found me and
began fucking me; the pain of this thorny cock was horrendous. I wanted to
faint but could not. He pumped me and pumped me for the longest time until
his cock swelled so big and knotty that he got hung in me and could not
pull out. He stayed in me for what seemed an eternity before he was able to
withdraw from my throbbing hole. While this was going on, one of the men
decided he wanted to play too, so he took off my gag and slipped under me
between my anchored arms and pulled my head down onto his cock and I had to
suck him and take his whole cock into my throat. He finally came inside me
and I had to swallow his salty juices.

At this I was overcome with pain and weakness and fainted. When I awoke, it
was morning and I was in my bed. The rubber suit and hood and been removed
but I had been chained to the bedposts again. Mistress Dominique came into
the room and sat next to me on the bed and placed her hand on my thigh and
massaged me softly. She said, "Rachael, you have done well in your training
so far, and, as you can see, I can be quite harsh. If you still wish to
remain with me you will continue to do as I say and endure whatever I wish
to do with you. You will be treated like the whore that you are, but if you
want to stay, that is your decision."

"Oh yes, Mistress," I said, "I want to be your handmaiden and slave and I
will do as you wish."

"Very well," she replied, unlocking my bindings, "Now get up and get
dressed, I have some new clothing for you."

I walked to my dressing table and applied my makeup, picked out a fresh red
nylon bra and garter belt and slid on my stockings. My corset was still on
and I love the feeling of having it tightly laced around me. She brought me
a new pair of black 6" ankle strap pumps that had two additional straps
across my arch. These new shoes would keep my feet well arched; they fit me
perfectly. The 6" heels take a bit of getting used to but it didn't take me
long to do well in them. Mistress Dominique told me to stand and bend over;
she then inserted my anal plug. She said before long my ass would be well
trained to accept most anything she wished to put into me. She then handed
me a new pair of panties, which had no back to them but was still able to
securely hold by cock and balls from sight. I put on my maids uniform and
thought we were through but Mistress Dominique reminded me that I still had
to wear the wrist and ankle cuffs and my collar but that my new collar was
only 2" wide and not as restrictive as the heavy 3" collar I had been
forced to wear.

"Come with me, Rachael, we have something important to do since you have
decided to stay, something that will make you permanently mine." I followed
her downstairs and into the basement and was to stand between the rings
mounted in the floor; I thought of the b**st that had entered me the
previous night and how painful it was and I suddenly became a little
weak. She told me to remove my uniform and my bra. She attached my ankle
cuffs to two of the rings and then lowered a chain from the ceiling and
attached my wrists to it and pulled my arms high above my head, stretching
me. The muscles in my legs were pulled tight. She inserted the pens gag
into my mouth and secured the strap at the back of my neck. She told me she
was going to have to pierce me so I could accept earring type hoops in my
ears, and nipples. She first pierced my ears with a device designed for
that and inserted two small earrings in the holes the device had made.

She then took out a bottle with a small nozzle on it and sprayed one of my
nipples with a freezing solution to deaden the pain. She then inserted on
sterile needle through my nipple and withdrew it. She took a small cotton
ball dipped in alcohol and cleaned the blood from the tiny wound. She
repeated the process on my other nipple. My piercing was complete.

She inserted two small gold hoops in my nipples and told me that I would
wear them for a few days until the tiny wounds healed allowing them to be
put on and removed easily. The only other clothing I would wear during that
time was my corset, garter belt, panties, stockings and heels.

Several days passed without any infection and the rings actually felt good
in me and I was able to put on the large gold hoop pierced earrings in my
ears and enjoyed wearing them. Although my nipples were a little sore, I
was able to put my bra and prostheses back on. It felt good to have my
breasts again and I felt marvelous in my uniform and other garments that I
would normally wear each day as I did my housework.

A few months passed and I was enjoying my life as a handmaiden to my lovely
Mistress. One day Mistress Dominique told me that I had been doing a very
good job for her and she wanted to take me out for drinks at a local bar. I
was delighted and a little scared about going back out in public since it
had been months since I had been allowed out of the house.

However, I bathed, shaved by body, powdered myself and put on my sweetest
smelling cologne, teased my hair and put on my makeup. I put on my
prettiest black nylon and lace bra and matching garter belt and slipped on
my stockings and 5" blue pumps and buckled the ankle straps. Man tightly
laced me into my Victorian style corset and then inserted my 5" pens anal
plug after which I put on a pair of black nylon thong panties. Next came my
blue leather mini-skirt, white satin blouse and blue 3" wide belt which
looked superb around my small waist. I then put on my large gold hoop
earrings, slave bracelets and my wide gold choker necklace. We arrived at
the bar and there were quite a few people there, drinking and doing
whatever else one does at a bar. Several of the men turned and stared as we
walked in the door into the darkened bar. We went to the bar and Mistress
Dominique ordered our drinks. As we sat and talked, I was aware of some of
the men still staring at me, they could not keep their eyes off my large
breasts and small waist and I was very self-conscious about it but Mistress
Dominique told me not to worry about it because if something happened it
would only be because she allowed it to happen. A tall, well built man
walked up and sat beside me and spoke and I guess, figuring the way I was
dressed, thought I was looking for a man for the evening. Mistress
Dominique told me not to resist him or speak to him but he put his hand on
my knee and began to rub me, gently moving his hand further up my leg under
my short skirt and my flesh above my stocking tops. I closed my eyes and
moaned slightly, he knew he was turning me on. But what would he do when he
found out what I really was, I was scared but I was excited. He moved his
hand around my inner thigh and finally worked his way to my panties and was
surprised by what he found; a rock hard cock, but he smiled and kept up his
massage.

I opened my legs further apart and slowly licked my lips and moaned. I
looked at Mistress Dominique and she looked me straight in the eye and gave
me a wicked little smile, as though this had been planned. She asked the
man if he liked what he saw and he replied he did. She then asked him to
join us for a small party at her home. Mistress Dominique allowed him to
take me in his car back home. During the trip he had me sit close to
him. He told me I must do as he said or he would tell Mistress Dominique. I
did not want to be punished again so I complied. He told me to unzip his
pants and pull out his cock and suck him off. I leaned over between his
flat stomach and the steering wheel and took his cock into my mouth and
began to lick and suck it. He put his right hand behind my head and slowly
pushed me downward causing me to take more and more of his cock in my
throat and made me work my head up and down. He finally came with a loud
moan and shot his juices deep into my throat, I swallowed all of it. He was
pleased with my performance and he told me to sit up as he worked his right
hand under my skirt and was massaging my cock through my panties, which had
become wet with my own juices. When we got to Mistress's home, he took my
hand and led me inside where Mistress Dominique was waiting. They took me
to the living room where we had more drinks, this time served by Man. I was
getting high on the 4 drinks I had. He sat next to me on the couch while
Mistress Dominique watched seated in her large plush high back chair. He
put one arm over my shoulder and rested his hand on my breast while he
worked the other hand under my skirt and began to massage me again. I
started to move my hips back and forth wanting more. He then turned to me
and kissed me hard and wet on the lips, working his tongue in and out of my
mouth.

I was getting so excited and working my hips harder and harder and forcing
my tongue into his mouth. I reached over and with one hand unzipped his
pants and pulled out his rock hard cock and gripped it hard and worked my
hand up and down. He stopped suddenly then stood up pulling off his pants
and underwear. He took me by the hand, pulled me up and took me behind the
couch and had me bend over the back of it. He pulled my skirt up over my
ass and ripped off my panties and pulled out my butt plug. He put his pens
between my cheeks trying to find my hole. He tried to penetrate me but he
was too big and I could not take him so Mistress Dominique gave him a tube
of K-Y jelly and he lubricated my hole and his large cock and tried
again. This time he was able to penetrate me slowly. He was hurting me but
I wanted him in me all the way. I undulated my hips in sort of a screwing
motion and he pushed more and more of himself into my hole. Then he put his
hands on my hips and started fucking me hard. This time I truly wanted to
be fucked, as a woman, not as a man. Being a man was the last thing I
wanted, I wanted to be a woman. The man came in me and withdrew and I was
spent. He thanked Mistress Dominique, kissed me lightly on the lips and
drove away. Mistress Dominique helped me upstairs to my room and sat me on
the bed. She told me I had pleased her since I had been there and had
endured much and she was proud of her comely handmaiden. She said there was
one more thing to be done in order to complete my transformation into a
she-male. While she wanted me to remain a man, she wanted me to have breast
implants, which would give me large breasts. I had been taking large
amounts of female hormones and I could see that my breasts were enlarging
and my skin was smoother and curves more round and feminine. I also had
undergone many long sessions of electrolysis to remove my body hair. She
said if I did this, I could stay with her and I would not have to worry
about a place to live, money, or anything, that this would be my home but
that I would forevermore be her slave. I said I would do as she asked, so
she set up an appointment for me with her surgeon.

We entered the clinic and a nurse escorted me to a small operating
room. Mistress Dominique had taken care of all the consultations with the
surgeon and I agreed to take the largest available implants, which would
give me about a size 38C bust.

I woke up in my room in the clinic a few hours after the surgery and had
bandages around my chest but I could see even though I was bandaged, that I
had ample breasts. Mistress Dominique told me that this doctor was the best
and for me to take it easy for a while. I stayed in the clinic for a few
days and was able to return home. About a week later the doctor came to
Mistress's home to remove my bandages and what he found was astonishing. My
new breasts were perfectly formed, firm and bouncy and stood out
beautifully. I reached up with my hands and cradled them. How marvelous
they felt. I got up from my bed and walked across the room watching them as
they swayed and bounced with every step. I could not have been more elated
and deliriously happy. Mistress Dominique was very pleased as she walked up
to me and placed her hands on my breasts and squeezed my nipples sending
luscious pain through my body. I cannot describe my feelings. Doctor said
that the tiny scars at the base of each breast would soon go away and that
they could not be seen anyway. I thanked him for his magnificent work, I
told him if every I could do something "special" for him to let Mistress
Dominique know.

I asked Mistress Dominique for permission to put on my lingerie, especially
a bra so I could get used to the size and weight of my gorgeous new
breasts. She told me to go ahead and dress. I picked out a very pretty red
nylon and lace front closure 38C bra with satin straps. The cups fit
perfectly and I felt so good seeing my new firm breasts in my bra. Mistress
Dominique said that she had a large collection of bras with many in my size
and that I was welcome to model them for her. I was so excited I wanted to
start now and she agreed with a giggle.

But first, I had to put on my garter belt, stockings, panties and be firmly
laced into my red satin brocade Victorian corset which I adore.

I then slipped on my red 6" ankle strap pumps and buckled the straps around
my ankles. I also asked to have my long anal plug inserted into my
anus. What an incredible feeling I was experiencing having these feminine
garments on my body and the feeling of my beautiful new breasts swaying
slightly with my every movement. My nipples had gotten hard and sensitive;
I could not keep my eyes away from my breasts. I was like a c***d with new
toys, only these toys were of my flesh. The first bra she picked out for me
was a black half-cup demi-bra with red satin half cups that would support
my breasts from beneath. I slipped it on and held each breast and let them
fall naturally into each cup. My pretty breasts looked even larger and the
sensation was marvelous when I paraded around the room for Mistress. How
beautiful they would look in a low cut dress as they stood out so proudly!
They bounced with each step and I could feel my cock getting hard. I knew
this would be my favorite bra since it matched my corset and other
undergarments.

The next bra was a red full bra of stretch satin with black lace trim on
the edges of each cup. This bra was open at the nipples. When I slipped it
on and let my breasts fill the cups, my nipples protruded proudly through
the holes. It was a very sexy bra and I felt even sexier modeling
it. Mistress Dominique said that we should stop for right now, that she
would have some friends over for a brassiere fashion show featuring her
handmaiden as the model. I was elated and hoped I would do well as a
brassiere model and not be embarrassed in front of people who had only seen
me previously as a man dressed as a woman. Now I was male and female, a
she-male, but felt more female than male.

That evening I bathed and put on my full makeup. I put on my prettiest red
garter belt and black stockings and my red, thigh length 6" heel lace-up
boots, and was then tightly laced into a red wasp-waist corset and slipped
on a pair of sheer nylon red thong panties. I had not worn this type of
corset before and it reduced my waist size to a spectacular 22 inches. It
took me a little while to get used to this very tight corset because at
first it was a little difficult to breathe.

I looked at myself in the mirror and was elated at the sight of my tiny
waist and beautiful breasts. I truly consider myself to be a very desirable
woman.

Later, when the guests arrived, about six couples, I was ready to show off
my new figure, especially my beautiful new breasts. Mistress Dominique
wanted me to reveal them in all their glory first before modeling my
bras. She placed two small hoops in my nipples and then she attached a
short gold chain to them. Still in my wasp-waist corset and boots, I walked
to the den where the couples were seated. The corset and heels gave me a
girlish swing to my walk. Mistress Dominique had spent some time with me
teaching me how to walk properly in high heels helping me to develop a
girlish gate, which I did, with much pleasure. As I walked my breasts would
bounce and sway slightly and I was eager to show them off to the guests.

Mistress Dominique told me she had acquired a new apparatus, which she
wanted me to try on. It was like a bit that one would place in a horse's
mouth but smaller, it was a harness type thing. She slipped it over my head
and placed the metal bit into my mouth and then fitted the leather straps
behind my neck and another over my face. It had two small straps attached
to either side of the bit that fit on each side of my nose and joined at
the top then over the top of my head and attached to the larger strap and
the back of my neck. Also attached to either side of the bit were two
leather reins about five feet long. This, indeed, was something
new. Lastly, she placed the wrist cuffs on my wrists and attached the two
together behind my back.

She took hold of the reins and led me like a pony into the room where her
guests were seated; several gasps were heard as she led me around the
room. She stopped in front of one of the women who had not been able to
keep her eyes off me. She stood and softly fondled my breasts until my
nipples hardened. She removed the hoops from my nipples and bent down and
began to lick and suck them; I moaned with pleasure. As she would bite me
pain would shoot through my quivering breasts. As Mistress Dominique pulled
me away, the woman said she would have me later. She led me to the center
of the room where she took the reins behind me and pulled them down thru
the link on the wrist cuffs pulling my head back, but not so far back that
it hurt but enough that I could not bend my head forward. She then
instructed me to spread my legs about 3 feet apart and told everyone that
wished, to inspect her pretty maid. As they gathered around feeling me,
touching me, fondling and sucking my breasts, and fondling my rock hard
cock, I was delirious with pleasure. They would slide their hands down the
side of my corset feeling my small waist and the small of my back.

One of the men came to me from behind and put his arms around me and
cradled my breasts, squeezing my nipples hard sending a wonderful pain thru
my body. I could feel his hard cock between the cheeks of my ass as he
kissed the back of my neck and shoulders. I wanted his cock inside me in
the worst way. He placed one hand on my pubic mound while holding one of my
breasts in the other and pulled me back to him. I arched my back and slowly
undulated with his cock between my cheeks, it was driving me crazy. Slowly
I turned and pressed tightly against him; he removed my bit and kissed me
hard as he pushed his tongue in my mouth and I did the same. I kneeled
down, took the large head of his pens with my tongue as he slowly pushed it
further and further into my throat. He started to fuck me in the mouth
further and further until he released all his juices and I swallowed all of
it. He then had me stand and bend over. He attached my wrist cuffs to each
of my ankle cuffs so I could not straighten up. He then walked behind me
and guided his cock into my hole while he held on to my hips he fucked me
in my ass until he came again and again inside me. I, too, ejaculated and
my juices ran down my legs. What a delightful feeling! When he finished I
was allowed to stand, clean up a bit and rest for a few minutes.

Mistress Dominique wanted the "show" to begin, so I was taken to my room
where several outfits had been laid out for me to model, mostly
lingerie. She helped to remove all my clothing and tightly laced me into a
beautiful white satin corset. I then put on a white lace garter belt with
long white stockings and a pair of 5" white satin heels. Next came a white
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Being Troy / Jennifer - "Jennifer- come on," Mack was pulling at his arm, urging him at a whisper to move, "you have to get up- we need to get out of here." "What happened?" Troy asked trying to raise his hands, but he felt all wrong, exhausted and weird all at the same time. "I don't know; I just woke up. There is something in the house, we have to get out of here," he was pulling at him again. Troy rolled onto his side, feeling very strange and off balance and sore like he had...

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The Training of Jennifer

This story involves slut training.... male domination and a female sub. Helen and I both enjoy the fantasy and the situation.THE TRAINING OF JENNIFERGraham moved to answer the door even before the faint knocking . He swung the penthouse door fully open, turned his back on the guest and continued speaking on the telephone. He paced as he spoke. "Yes she is here. No, I'm not sure. I have yet to even look at her. Just remain in the lobby this might be all over very quickly ..... Well, me too ........

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An Evening with Gloria and Jennifer

After the costume party at Tom and Gloria’s house, Jennifer, Jerry and I both rested quite well that Sunday afternoon, good weather and all. Monday at work was a grind and I occasionally let my mind wander to the events of Saturday night, eliciting a smile or a grin at times. I decided to skip happy hour Monday evening and headed home from work. I wasn’t in the door five minutes when the phone rang. It was Jennifer and she wanted to drop in for a few minutes to chat. I definitely had no...

Group Sex
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Ross Ch 4 Jennifer

“Hey, neighbor!” John called out over the fence separating his yard from his neighbor’s.Ross looked up in surprise from pulling a few weeds that had sprung up in the hedges beside the fence.“How’s it hanging, man?” John said with a smile.“Oh, uh good!” Ross said distractedly.He was still feeling powerfully guilty every time he saw his neighbor. He was having a lot of trouble adjusting to the fact that John’s wife, Kimiko had lured him into having sex with her almost daily last summer. She had...

Mature
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Tales from StVincents Jennifer

Jennifer's husband left for work and she had packed her teenage k**s off to school.The day ahead would be hard,she knew this.Jennifer had been informed by Sr.Marie Gabriel of St.Vincents Convent that her appointment with the Father Confessor was fixed for the nineteenth of the month;the day had arrived.Jennifer had to be at St.Vincents for 11am;she looked at the clock in the kitchen,it was 9:30am.She went up to the bedroom and sat at the side of the bed looking at herself in the mirror.She had...

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A Golfers Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 30 A Special Day for Jennifer

Dave woke early on Friday morning; as he stood in front of the mirror he looked carefully at his bruised face. He could clearly see a trace of yellow spreading under his eyes and he knew that two black eyes would soon color his face. He ate breakfast before he brushed his teeth and left for the Hawk's Hallow Golf Course. He practiced hard for three hours before he played eighteen holes. He picked up a game with three young juniors and enjoyed playing with the developing players. One...

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The Sale of Jennifer

“She is all yours!” the man with the crooked nose and glasses that were way too large for his thin face said to me indifferently as the $100 bill left the long bony fingers of his right hand. It fluttered on its way to the ground when the girl’s father reached out with his right hand and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back pocket. His dark brown eyes were narrow and scary as he looked at his 18-year-old daughter. She was tall, slender, and her body was...

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Tim and Abbie 73 Brians matchmaking Jennifer

Patti and George's announcement comes at the start of November. Two of the three women are in happy and stable relationships now. But there remains Jennifer.Jennifer is a quandary for Brian. At forty-two, she is close to his own age and has lived a rather sexual life. Since her teens, Jennifer mastered the ability to look unostentatious at home. When needed, she could change that appearance with a bit of makeup, flipping up her skirt and opening her blouse to capture males' attention.And even a...

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Middle school classmate Jennifer

Middle school classmate JenniferJennifer and I met while in shop class and I knew something was up from the start, as I kept catching her staring at me beginning of the semester. I remember thinking Jennifer was way out of my league, hung out with the preppy teens and was so hot. She had golden tan skin, long brown hair usually in a pony tail, blue eyes with budding breasts, and an amazing ass. She mostly wore skin tight jeans or tight tan capri pants, either of which perfectly wrapped around...

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Jennifer

Jennifer by Aoife Martin 1. Jennifer Jennifer stood in front of the full-length mirror in her sister's bedroom. She regarded her naked form with disdain and disgust. Oh how she hated her body! She hated its slimness, her boy-hips, her flat chest that would never bud. Most of all, she hated the thing between her legs. The thing that made her a boy. Carefully laid out on her sister's bed were the clothes Jennifer was going to wear. She quickly pulled on the pair of panties she...

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Something about Jennifer

 Jennifer was a very shy girl, yet an intelligent student in class. Somewhere in the nooks of Liverpool was a house, where Jennifer lived with her parents and brother. Her father was an executive, he was very gentle in nature, very charming person, her mother Barbara was a typical housewives, engaged in chores, some or the other... often wished life could take some turns, no she wasn't an envious lady, she had friends both rich and middle class, she was just herself... she just wanted to spice...

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pregnant jennifer

Jennifer was nearly eight months pregnant. In the early stages she had felt fat and frumpy, not that she was any bigger than what was usual for that stage or pregnancy. She felt that way because people were unable to determine whether she was actually pregnant, the evidence was not yet pronounced enough. She cringed at the thought of strangers viewing her as a thirty something woman who had abandoned diet and exercise to succumb to the thickening of the waist that inevitably came with the slow...

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The Chronicles of Mark and Jennifer

Jennifer came from a very religious family and was our high school valedictorian. Back in the late sixties and early seventies, when all of the other girls were wearing knee-length or just barely shorter, usually fairly tight skirts — girls weren’t allowed to wear pants to school then, unless it was below 20º F — and miniskirts were becoming popular (but still against the school dress code), Jennifer’s every day outfit was an almost mid-calf, certainly not very tight skirt, either bobby socks...

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Seduction of Jennifer

Mark kept flicking the pages on the internet site until he found just the right image he was searching for. It was a lovely blonde and she was on her knees sucking a huge black cock. Mark studied the way her dainty white fingers were circled around the thick shaft. The camera got a nice shot of her diamond wedding ring as her lips locked onto that thick shaft.He quickly unzipped his pants taking out his semi-hard cock and began to beat off while starring at the image. She was lovely with long...

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Play It Again SamChapter 2 Jennifer

I quickly rushed out to the living room trying to catch Jimmy's mom before she got away believing she had somehow entered the wrong apartment. Being sober I prayed this reunion with his mom wouldn't turn out to be like a free visit to Belleview or perhaps a monkeys' tea party at the zoo where a disgruntled worker has filled the teapots with whisky. And also the monkeys have been lobotomized and injected with a drug that makes them extremely stupid, aggressive and nasty. I still couldn't...

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My Sexy Wife Jennifer

Chapter 1: Jen Discovers ExhibitionismJennifer was 37, and happily married to John who was 42. They were both attractive, worked out regularly and kept in great shape. Jen and John had been married for ten years now. They had a profound connection and emotional bond together. They loved each other very much. The success of their marriage hinged on the deep-rooted trust they had for one another.John and Jen had a great sex life. They were good together in bed. They also were also open-minded...

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Me and my sister Jennifer

Hey my name is Cloud. I'm an 18 year old guy, skinny with short brownish hair and blue eyes. A week ago I had the most amazing experience. My sister Jennifer came to my place to visit unexpectedly. She was depressed because her fiancé broke off the wedding because it turned out she couldn't have kids. She asked if she could stay for the night. I of course said yes. Now my sister worked part time as a model so she is very very hot. She is tall, long brown strait hair, tiny ass and perfect...

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Rite Of Passage John Or Jennifer

John turned eighteen that day. His father was at work. His mother and sister Lisa were spending the day shopping, saying they wouldn't get back until very late in the afternoon. He decided he wanted to pamper himself, celebrating in the best way possible. That way was by dressing up as a female.  John had been a crossdresser since he was sixteen. He believed he had managed to keep that part of himself hidden from the rest of the family.After taking a luxurious bubble bath, he carefully made up...

Crossdressing
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Slut9Chapter 13 Jennifer

"Jennifer" Thursday, December 21st. Early afternoonA few minutes later, they pulled into the long driveway that led to Jennifer's house. The house was a large white home with two levels above ground and two more hidden underneath. Dave had once asked how many rooms the large Italian villa style home had. Jennifer's only answer was "Too many. I never counted." Dave stopped the car in front of the front door. The doors opened and his two nieces came running out, followed closely by...

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The Club Jennifer

A new girl at The Club caught my eye. I made some discreet enquiries with Claire, the older girl who had been allocated to look after her in her first weeks at The Club and found her name was Jennifer.Jennifer was a pretty girl, by no means a beauty though. The 'girl next door type' which I like. Still innocent looking. The first thing which struck me about Jennifer was that she had a lot of hair. Very ligh brown, straight but slightly frizzy hair which reached well below her shoulders. Not...

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Jennifer

I have been talking to Jennifer through emails, instant messages, and on the phone for the last several months and it was now time for us to finally meet in person. We had discovered each other in a chat room quite some time ago during a discussion about a woman's natural tendancy to be submissive to a man, and somehow we ended up going to a private room to further our own discussion on the subject. She was currently in a marriage with a man that she felt no physical, emotional, or intellectual...

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A WellLived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 39 Jennifer

July 1980, Milford, Ohio We arrived at Jennifer’s house to find it empty. “Dad’s at work and Mom’s out shopping. She’ll be home for dinner.” “So, what did you have in mind? We have a lot to catch up on.” “Sex and talking! I prefer sex first! It’s been a year since I was with you last!” “I did promise to fuck you silly, if I recall correctly! In every possible way; and no hole left untouched.” “You did. But you know what? Right now, I just want you to make love to me. Like the very first...

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Getting Some Mommy PussyChapter 8 Jennifer

Jennifer was very pregnant that day when I saw her. In fact, she was within only days of giving birth and like most young woman at that point, she was ready to have the baby and get the long nine months wait over. Normally, when she's not seriously knocked up, Jennifer is a sexy petite attractive young woman and wife with a shapely compact figure and breasts in the moderate B-cup range. Jennifer had always been a sexy young woman but somehow her advanced state of pregnancy made her...

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The Story of Jim and Jennifer

"The Story of Jim and Jennifer" 3/15/2000 This is a story about Jim, but Jennifer wrote it. This is the way he wishes his life had really gone, but it didn't, at least not exactly like this. Now there is some truth in this story but it is mixed in with a little fiction. It's up to you figure out what is truth and what is fiction, Now Jim grew up just outside of Chicago, He had a difficult time growing up, you see he always was a small kid,...

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Dan and Jennifer

Dan and Jennifer Chapter 1 “Come on,” Dan thought to himself.“It's not really that big a deal.Just turn around and go back to your apartment.”Unfortunately, Dan's feet didn't seem to be listening to him, and even that thread of rational thought seemed dim, distant, under his anger.It was all he could do to not take the stairs two at a time, and the to neighbors he passed on the lower landing took one look at his face and looked quickly away without offering a greeting. The events of...

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Jennifer

JEN.TXT by Cindy V. femdom, TV, humiliation I don't think Jennifer has ever liked me. Jennifer is about 23, with long black hair. She is very pretty, and she accomplishes her beauty with only a little dark grey eyeliner. She would be a knockout with a little more makeup. She also dresses very conservatively for someone her age, often with a jacket and knee or below length skirts, and very low heels. She walks with a slouch, not with the confident walk of someone so lovely. And she...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 5 MichelleChapter 17 Jennifer

September 29, 1991, Milford, Ohio “Thanks for everything, Steve,” Bethany said after I’d buckled Jesse into his car seat. “You’re welcome. And thank you, as well. I very much enjoyed last night.” “Me, too!” she giggled. We hugged tightly, I kissed her, and then got into the car. I started the engine, put the car in reverse, and backed out of the driveway. With a wave, Jesse and I began our drive back to Chicago. “I thought you and Aunt Befany weren’t kissing!” he protested. I suppressed...

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BSC06 the Jennifer EffectChapter 6 Batman and Jennifer

Jennifer was out in the carpark again walking back towards her car. She felt disappointed that she was leaving the grounds of BSC and would have to put her clothes back on. Her first foray into public nudity had been just so wonderful. Her body had never before felt so alive and free and she didn’t want that feeling to end. The very unique art lesson she had just experienced had also put Jennifer in very high spirits. Going back to normal life and wearing clothes for another week before the...

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My former lover Jennifer

My dear little friend Jennifer’s marriage was not perfect; although she tried to show everybody it was... One afternoon she called me when I was at work and told me her husband was away from town since several days. She added that she had some things that needed “a man’s touch”; as she put it. I did not understand what she wanted to mean; but Jennifer insisted she wanted to meet me when my loving wife would be out…Two days later I called her back, telling that Ana would visit some friends out...

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Bat shit crazy Jennifer

I met Jennifer online, and initially she appeared to be a hot demure American girl with a few extravagances shall we say.After we started corresponding, she very quickly wanted me to call her, so because of the time difference we made a time to call, she wanted me to call her at 10 am UK time as she was an early riser.She told me that she lived in New York, but when I spoke to her her voice had a southern drawl to it, I mentioned this during our conversation, and she snapped at me "I ddn't say...

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Breaking in sweet Jennifer

Breaking In Sweet Jennifer... by alexcarr © When Jennifer came to me it was like a new life beginning. Sweet, sweet and innocent Jenifer who - at nineteen, had never had a boy friend straight from a convent. She wanted a room to set up her independence and to get settled in with her online university studies.The owner of a hotel which had been converted into bed sitting rooms I was delighted to give her a room for a minimal charge in return for some small chores around the house.At 42 maybe I...

First Time
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Breaking in sweet Jennifer

When Jennifer came to me it was like a new life beginning. Jennifer was delightfully sweet and innocent who, straight from a convent at nineteen, had never had a boyfriend. She wanted a room to set up her independence and to get settled in with her online university studies.I was the owner of a hotel which had been converted into bed sitting rooms. I was delighted to give her a room for a minimal rent in return for some small chores around the house. At forty two, maybe I am old enough to be...

First Time
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Time Stands Still Chapter Nine Jennifer

Time Stands Still Chapter Nine: Jennifer By r.gold 9:45 a.m. Junior had welts all up and down his handsome body. He was almost as beautiful as his dad. His naked back and legs were red with bruises. His manacled arms and legs locked him beautifully into the rack not allowing him any movement. I knew someday that he would go full time into making custom bondage constructions. His work was so well thought out and so beautiful. He had already been asked to design and build...

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The Love of Being Jennifer

The joy of being Jennifer By ZeDD I found the panties in a strange curio shop down by the dock. I was looking around and there they were, shocking me into excitement with its lace trim, satin sheen and pale pink color. They weren't the sexiest pair of panties I'd seen, but then wearing the sexiest pair of panties isn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. I prefer the kind where the whole ass is covered in satin. If I had a slut, and wanted to spank her, I'd lift up...

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Becoming A Slut Wife Jennifer

It is pretty much of a shock when you find out that your loving wife of ten years is a slut. I don't know what else you can call a woman when you catch her with three guys and all three of them have their dicks in her - at the same time! Jennifer and I were at a New Years Eve party at the home of some friends of ours. Midnight had come and gone, the booze had been flowing and no one was feeling any pain. Jennifer came up to me and said that Al had some killer weed and she asked me if I wanted...

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Wife Slut Jennifer

A few years ago my and wife went through a bit of a rough patch. She felt it would do some good if she moved out. After 3 months apart she came back and things have mostly been peachy. When we were a part some of my mates spotted her around town in clubs and bars so I figured something would have happened for sure. When we started having sex again I poked and plodded her about her time in her apartment. She went on to tell me she had been at her place for about a week, when she had a problem...

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Mystery For Jennifer

"Why do I love you, Jen, and why do you love me? Why do I desire you?" "Don't be so obsessive, Phil. Just be happy we do love and desire each other, okay?" He was afraid to talk too much like a professor around her, but he wanted to talk about it because he was afraid love and desire could evaporate. Everything between them rested on a mystery. He wondered about all of it, why he was attracted to the curve of her breast, or why the turn of her belly down to her pubis excited him. Passion...

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A WellLived Life Book 1 BirgitChapter 24 Jennifer

February 1978 The rest of the week went by quickly. I played chess with Jennifer and Larry. I played chess with Mary. Mary and I couldn’t find a time to get together, much to our mutual disappointment. Even Thursday night didn’t work out since she had to go out with her parents. On Saturday, I called Birgit. I was doing that way too often, but letters with two-week turnarounds just weren’t cutting it. I broached the subject of growing up and gaining experiences and she said that was more or...

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Taking Jennifer

My gaze travels slowly down her body and she became excited at my scrutiny. She wanted to shift on her feet in nervousness but held her passion wound body completely still. My gaze paused at her chest and she held her breath as she saw my eyes twinkle in appreciation. My hand moved from her face, tracing down her neck as I walked around her. She feels my hand on her shoulders, down her back, across her hips and up her arm. My fingers are firm against her, slow, methodical, and as I step back in...

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Ashley and Jennifer

Ashley Capistan and Jennifer Fergoski both celebrated their twenty-first birthday. Both girls were five-ten, both weighed the same, they both had strawberry blonde hair that hung straight to mid back. Both girls had 34-23-30 hourglass figures, nice round and firm C-cup breasts, and what many would call beautiful bubble butts. If one would put the two girls side by side, they would pass as twins! They were twins! Unfortunately the two girls were separated at birth, given up for adoption by a...

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Jennifer

Jennifer Janet L. Stickney [email protected] By the time I reached the age of 21 I was out of college and also, I had moved on from an accomplished crossdresser, to a complete woman. I am fully able to go anywhere I like dressed as Jennifer without any trouble at all. As I got ready to go out I once again set my breasts free of their restraints and let them enjoy the comfort of my padded bra. I reveled in the chance to once again totally enjoy being the woman I always should...

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A WellLived Life Book 10 The WifeChapter 4 Bethany and Jennifer

St. Stephen’s Day, 1984, Indianapolis, Indiana I went to see if Ed had returned and found him and my sister sitting with Kara. Ed looked even happier than he had earlier, so I assumed my sister had properly thanked him. “She’s awake, but groggy,” I said. “She has no idea what happened, though. Ed, why don’t you go see her?” “Thanks!” he replied, giving Stephanie a quick kiss. “I see you properly thanked him!” I teased, after he left. She laughed, “I did. Twice!” “You weren’t gone THAT...

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Something about Jennifer

 Jennifer was a very shy girl, yet an intelligent student in class. Somewhere in the nooks of Liverpool was a house, where Jennifer lived with her parents and brother. Her father was an executive, he was very gentle in nature, very charming person, her mother Barbara was a typical housewives, engaged in chores, some or the other… often wished life could take some turns, no she wasn’t an envious lady, she had friends both rich and middle class, she was just herself… she just wanted to spice up...

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My First Encounter With Jennifer

It was late and the evening air in south Florida was warm and muggy, and the club was teeming with co-workers out blowing off steam after a long day of meetings. I was wearing shorts, one of my favorite Nat Nast shirts, and flip-flops, and in spite of my dress, I was still a little sweaty. I was squeezed in between folks, leaning over the edge of the bar trying to get the bartender's attention, and next to me was an attractive woman, with a come-to-me-big-boy smile and a twinkle in her eye. The...

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Jennifer

JenniferBack when I was 19, My first serious girlfriend was named Jennifer. She was 18, about 5' 6", about 130 lbs, very attractive with THICK brown/black hair. She had 36DD tits, big nipples about an inch long when excited, a flat stomach, nice legs, a great ass and a real thick bush and she tasted delicious as I ate her alot.She was built like a brick shithouse.Anyhow, one day we decided to go a new beach we had heard about. It was anude beach, and we both got real excited about it. We...

3 years ago
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Another story about Jekyll and Hyde only the names are Jason and Jennifer

Another story about Jekyll and Hyde Only the names are Jason and Jennifer It all started after my grandfather died and he left me his notebooks. Well after I got those notebooks I raced home and immediately went into my basement a.k.a. lab and started looking through the notebooks, reading all the stuff he had written in them. I noticed that most of the stuff written in them were transformations. So, as I was reading I came across a transformation that I couldn't make out. But it...

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My Time As Jennifer

My time as Jennifer By Jennifer Rebecca Mickel Finally I was alone. Although I always say, "Your never alone when you are a Gemini, especially when your other twin is a transvestite!" I rushed off to my wardrobe I keep in my home office. My wife knows it's there, and occasionally will let me wear one or two things during sex, maybe once or twice a year. However she does not really understand, and at best I think she just tolerates my overwhelming need to dress as a girl. My...

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Jennifer

JenniferBack when I was 19, My first serious girlfriend was named Jennifer. She was 18, about 5' 6", about 130 lbs, very attractive with THICK brown/black hair. She had 36DD tits, big nipples about an inch long when excited, a flat stomach, nice legs, a great ass and a real thick bush and she tasted delicious as I ate her alot.She was built like a brick shithouse.Anyhow, one day we decided to go a new beach we had heard about. It was anude beach, and we both got real excited about it. We...

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A WellLived Life Book 8 StephieChapter 38 Jennifer

July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois After Rosie left, I stripped the sheets from my bed, as well as the cover of the duvet, and tossed everything into the washing machine. I lit a lavender candle in the room, and then swept and dusted. I did a quick spot-check of the rest of the house and noticed that the tub in the sauna needed to be cleaned. I scrubbed it, then mopped the sauna floor with a damp sponge mop. I finished cleaning the sauna about the time the washing machine finished, so I moved...

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Taboo 3 JJ Jennifer

My stepmom was exquisite; I had been using her as my cumslut for close to a year now. Every chance I got I was fucking at least one of her holes. The best part about the whole thing my dad didn’t have a fucking clue. There had been many times that I had slipped into their bedroom after they were both asleep and slid into bed next to her, sliding my cock between her legs and into her ass or into her cunt and slowly fucking her until I had to put my hand over her mouth to muffle her moans. The...

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The Abduction of Jennifer

        You shiver slightly as you exit the Union and step out into the brisk evening air.  After a brief hesitation about wearing nothing more than your tight black tank top and pink shorts,  you move down the steps into the parking lot and turn to walk back to your dorm. You take a right and move down  Woodward Drive back to your empty room.  The parking lot is sparse and almost no noise  with everyone gone for Easter weekend.  You stop and stare up at the sixth floor of the dorm and see...

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Making the grade Jennifer

As a professor of communications at a local community college, I have often thought about the possibilities of hooking up with a cute college coed. I had heard stories of professors doing so, but I didn’t dare be so forward as to think I should try. All professors were well instructed on maintaining a professional standard when they are hired. We know the consequences if there is even the slightest hint of inappropriateness.I guess I am the exception to the rule. My first year of teaching, I...

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Mistress Wife Patricia

Patricia had her fill of her husband   Story Codes:? F/m F+/m M+/m Cross-dressing D/s B/D Bondage Humiliation Synopsis: Wife turns her chauvinistic husband into a sissy slut cross-dressing whore. Introduction:? Hello, I?m fairly new at writing stories and I write to help stimulate my fantasies and I hope that it may stimulate your fantasies.? I am not currently involved in a dom/sub relationship but I have had several real life Mistresses in the past and I find I crave the real life scene...

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Mistress Sarah makes Evie a Sissy 2

"Look at you Evie. You're so slutty in your teddy and stockings,” said Mistress Sarah. Then she looked down at my hard cock and said, "....and your clitty is so big. Excited are, you?" Mistress Sarah reached out and firmly squeezed my cock a few times. It was a welcome sensation that reverberated though my entire body. Before I could respond, she ordered, "Turn around slut. Let me see that arse of yours." Ever since I had met Mistress Sarah online, I had dreamed of her fucking me in the arse....

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Mistress Penny

Luke could feel the nerves building inside him. He had booked his appointment last week after months of debating. The Violet Club was like nothing Luke had ever imagined. Patrons were able to book sessions with professional dominants and submissives. In addition, they were able to customize them based on their fantasies.Luke had experimented a little with BDSM in his previous relationship, but once that relationship ended he knew he wanted to dive in further. Luke had typically found himself in...

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Breaking in sweet Jennifer

Breaking In Sweet Jennifer… by alexcarr © When Jennifer came to me it was like a new life beginning. Sweet, sweet and innocent Jenifer who – at nineteen, had never had a boy friend straight from a convent. She wanted a room to set up her independence and to get settled in with her online university studies. The owner of a hotel which had been converted into bed sitting rooms I was delighted to give her a room for a minimal charge in return for some small chores around the house. At 42...

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