Andrew The Unsuspecting Sissy Part III
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ANDREW THE UNSUSPECTING SISSY PART IV [email protected] MAY I SUGGEST THAT YOU READ THE EARLIER CHAPTERS OF ANDREW SO THAT YOU MAY UNDERSTAND WHAT THE POOR DEAR HAS BEEN THROUGH THUS FAR..... ANDREW NOW DREW: SISSY SUPERSTAR, SOON TO BE HUSBAND TO JIM JIM : BILLIONAIRE INDUSTRIALIST, WITH A PENCHANT FOR SISSIES AUDREY: DREW'S STEPMOTHER AND OWNER OF THE MANOR SARAH: DREW'S STEPSISTER AND TRAINER VALERIE: DREW'S DOCENT TRAINER DR ALICIA NEWMAN: MEDICAL DIRECTOR OF THE...
ANDREW THE UNSUSPECTING SISSY PART V [email protected] MAY I SUGGEST THAT YOU READ THE EARLIER CHAPTERS OF ANDREW SO THAT YOU MAY UNDERSTAND WHAT THE POOR DEAR HAS BEEN THROUGH THUS FAR..... ANDREW NOW DREW: SISSY SUPERSTAR, SOON TO BE HUSBAND TO JIM JIM BRECKMAN: BILLIONAIRE INDUSTRIALIST, WITH A PENCHANT FOR SISSIES AUDREY: DREW'S STEPMOTHER AND OWNER OF THE MANOR SARAH: DREW'S STEPSISTER AND TRAINER VALERIE: DREW'S DOCENT TRAINER DR ALICIA NEWMAN: MEDICAL DIRECTOR OF THE...
ANDREW THE UNSPUSPECTING SISSY PART II ANDREW'S SISSY EDUCATION BEGINS............ [email protected] Mother and daughter chatted while they ate their breakfast. Several sissies flitted about changing flowers and removing dirty dishes. "Mother," said Sarah. "How many sissies call the Manor their home these days?" "Hmmm," said Audrey as she placed her coffee cup in its saucer. I'd have to say with the school, the modeling agency, the internet dormitory, the domestic...
Part 10 - Stepmother's Sissy Mrs. Monet put another knee high on the exhausted sissy and got an open toed spike heel with a very small opening in the toe of the shoe. Mrs. Monet forced the shoe on the sissy's limp dick, which started to harden within the shoe. "Come on sissy, just three more milkings, I know your balls ache and your sissy stick is red and sore, but you promised to hump my shoes!" his stepmother cooed. Finally, Caroline's sissy stick got hard enough for the just the tip...
Heather's SissyMy husband, Bobby, is standing with his nose in the corner, quietly sobbing, as he contemplates the ill-advised temper tantrum that he threw this afternoon. His sobbing is due to a very sore bottom, for which I take credit foróalthough to be fair, my favorite wooden paddle should also take some of the credit too.I'm not sure what it was that finally sent Bobby over the edge today. It could be the fact that I arbitrarily extended his sentence of chastity for another month, or it...
Andrew James Wellington III, Esq. - Dead Beat Dad By Sirbosk1 ? sirbosk1 2009This story is a fantasy that contains scenes of Femdom, oral sex, rimming, cream pie eating, humiliation, blackmail, CBT, bondage, spanking, body modifications, and other erotic activities involving adults. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor, (i.e., child) please leave now. This story was written at the request of a sub fem friend of mine who’s husband recently walked out, leaving her...
My thirty year old wife Ceras and I enjoy a fairly liberal sex policy. You can imagine she gets hit on a lot which leads to a lot of swinging opportunities. Ceras has an average looking short twenty-eight year old former co-worker friend named Andrew that has always had the hots for her. She would never do anything with him because they worked together plus he wasn't her type and as a rule we don't get involved with friends. He's a funny guy and I get along well with him and always found his...
Andrew by Grimbo Andrew slowly woke to the distant sound of a woman's voice. "Well sleepyhead," it said. "I'm glad you have finally awoken. You may be wondering were you are so I'll tell you. You're back inside Shannon's Boutique. You remember my store don't you? You came in here last week with your girlfriend and knocked a lot of the clothes off the rack. If my memory serves me, your comment was 'Let the staff pick them up. After all, that's what they get paid for.' Well,...
Andrew walked home from the party. No, he didn’t really walked, he stumbled and staggered, legs held as wide apart as he could, nursing an asshole that only a few hours earlier had been the virgin bud of a true stud, and was now gaping obscenely. Even as he walked he felt it throb and pulse… and he felt the warm liquid leaking down along his inner thighs – liquid that could only be Thomas’s cum. His mind kept going back to the party – a party to which he had been specially invited and to which,...
I met this guy Andrew on a website. He wanted to meet for coffee at the local coffee house. I agreed and met him at 2 in the afternoon. When I got there, he was conducting a meeting with some of his colleagues. I grabbed me an iced tea, then walked towards his table. Andrew pulled me to sit next to him on the booth bench.He wrapped up his meeting, then turned his attention to me. We sat close as we chatted about our likes and dislikes. His hands were all over my legs and arms. I didn't...
Andrew helps me put my stuff in my car, then he climbs in the drivers seat, to take me back to his house. Or so I thought. The man drove to the cute little boutique in town. "A Dream for Him" , Andrew lead me through the door with him holding my hand. An older woman built like a brick house stepped out from the back room. "Hi, Louise" Andrew said. Louise came over and kissed Andrew on the cheek and gave him a hug. Andrew introduced me to her and told me to go look around, as the two who...
Three months after Andrew and I had had relations I was close to his house and decided to pay him a visit, knocking on his door he answered it and greeted me like a long lost friend. As I walked into the lounge there was a young Asian lad sat on the sofa, they were playing video games. As soon as I walked in Andrew said “This is Ansa” we nodded and said hello. I sat next to him.Andrew made me a coffee and turned the TV off, we made small talk and Ansa worked at the supermarket where Andrew...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
Andrew always grew up feeling more then just a little different from the rest of the boys. He never felt sexually attracted to girl’s bodies but instead felt attraction for their clothes. He knew he was straight because he never liked guys so he just assumed he was straight. This began his seventh grade year and followed him into his senior year of high school. He started off by reading sissy literotica and watching sissy hypnosis. He then began experimenting by trying on his sister’s...
The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 4: Southern Belle Sissy By Cheryl Alison Mistress believes in community service. So when she dropped the ad on my desk at home, I knew that I would be a faithful community servant within a short while. The ad read: Southern Belles Needed The Ladies' Auxiliary needs...
Larry and Andrew had been friends for about 9 to 12 months. Larry was black, 6 ft tall with dark skin. Andrew was white a little taller than Larry. Andrew was dating Jen, she was Asian probably 5’ 3” with long dark hair and a tight little body. Priya was Indian about the same height as Jen with brown skin, shoulder length black hair, and a very nice little body also. Jen was very much in love with Andrew but very flirty with Larry. Larry thought she was being nice and didn’t think too much...
Introduction: This is my story for the CAW 10, it is also a true story about a dark part of my life that I am just starting to come to terms with and wanted to share. Please try to be constructive when giving criticism to my story. Thank you to my last minute proofreader and to you the reader for taking the time to actually read my story. Vicki x This is my first attempt at writing my story, I have decided to enter it in the CAW 10 also. Please give me constructive criticism and try not to be...
Please give me constructive criticism and try not to be too harsh with me as it is my first story and a part of my life. Andrew I felt so lucky to have someone who loved and cherished me so much or so I thought. In my naivety, I gave him my virginity at the mere age of fifteen. It just didn't click that maybe he was using me for his own twisted pleasures. I always thought he truly loved and cared for me and my ambitions to go to art college. Everything was fine until I turned...
My name was, once upon a time, Andrew McKenna; now it's Ashleigh Barnes, and how that happened is a long story. I figure the best way to start is to tell you about the day I died. At least, I think I died! Even if I didn't die, though, I for sure went to heaven. I never in a billion years would have thought things would have turned out the way they did for me. Stick around and I'll tell you all about it. The day I died (maybe? anyway, let's just say died, because Andrew is totally...
My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I don't consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. I'm a smart kid, but I'm not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was,...
My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I don't consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. I'm a smart kid, but I'm not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was,...
My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at Brickton High School, even though I just turned 18 last month. I don't consider myself unhappy, just a little out of place. I'm a smart kid, but I'm not the brightest bulb in terms of social interaction. I only had a few friends, all of which in similar situations as me, and not a single girlfriend throughout my school career. Hense, my porn addiction. Romantic relationships aside, I had a pretty decent life, just not a perfect one. My life was,...
Introduction: Hey guys, this is my first story. Its based off of a dream I had, as will the sequels in this series. Please enjoy, like the story, and comment with any suggestions. My eyes hurt from staring at the small screen all night, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things to one another. I felt like a sick pervert inside, but I was far too busy to concern myself with such...
Introduction: And it happened again FFS. Made sure this account will not be deleted, enjoy the story and wait for more. I will be posting more I promise. Apologies for the technical difficulties ???? My eyes hurt from staring at the small screen all night, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things to one another. I felt like a sick pervert inside, but I was far too busy to concern...
Introduction: Hey guys, so my account was rejected by xnxx after I had posted this, so for the sake of simplicity I am re-uploading it here. I apologize for the confusion. Feel free to rate and comment again, and stay tuned for the next parts, assuming my account isnt denied again. My eyes hurt from staring at the small screen all night, but I couldnt bring myself to look away. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things...
AndrewCouple of weeks ago, we had been down our local having a drink and laugh with friends, Hubby had a few too many, and decided to get a cab home, but I was hungry, and wanted to eat, so I thought a takaway would be the answer, but again having drank a bit, the restaurant was a mile or two away, but my prayers were answered, when a son of our friends offered me a lift there to collect and return me to the pub, well though I was slightly pissed, I got some money out of hubby and said to chas...
I was in my front garden in shorts and T shirt when my neighbour Karen came walking towards me very quickly and agitated. “Oh Andrew, can you help me please I’ve got a leak in the kitchen and I’ve left Brooke holding a rag round it? I just don’t know what to do.”Karen, brunette and hot single mum, wearing a short skirt and T shirt was the object of my wildest fantasies and needed my help. I jumped up, eager to do my bit, “no problem Karen, let’s see what I can do”. I followed her to her house...
My mum and I lived on the outskirts of a small Scottish village. John and his mother Beth were our neighbors, and he and I were best friends from an early age, sharing everything as we grew up. At Primary School and then Senior Secondary School, we were an inseparable pair, supporting each other through the good and bad times. This idyll came to an end when we had just turned sixteen. He and his mom moved away from the area to go look after a sick relative.The house was quickly re-occupied and...
CrossdressingPart One My oldest sister Vickie, was 18 when my mom died. My middle sister Michelle, was 14 and my youngest sister Joy, was 11. I, Mark was the baby of the family at 7 and had been the only male in the house since father had passed away when I was 2. He left us well off and with his money well invested we lived very nicely indeed. We had a private tutor/governess, Ms Wells, a young lady of some thirty or so I suppose. A live-in housekeeper Ms Dee Dee, a French exchange student...
‘You’re such a jerk,’ I informed him. He cringed and looked at the ground. I started looking for my belongings and gathering them up. My purse, my wallet, my laptop, car keys. I stormed out of my long-time boyfriends bedroom and into the hallway of his apartment building. He was only a step behind me. ‘Nicks, please, please don’t go,’ he asked seriously. He caught my arm and pulled me to face him. His huge beautiful blue eyes stared me down, silently apologizing. ‘I’m so sorry,’ he half...
A couple of hours later Karen returned apologising for being so long and insisting she had to pay me for the helping her out at such short notice. I told her not be silly but she still went for her purse. It was now or never, I thought as I said: “Karen if you have to give me something what you did last time would be more than enough”. I held my breath then, either I was going to get a slap on the face and kicked out or I could strike lucky. The slap never came, just a smile as she said “are...
BRRRRIIIIIIINNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!The alarm clock that my wife and I mockingly referred to as “Baby Ben” sounded off and pulled me from what I first thought was a great dream. As my senses slowly came online, I could feel my hand laid over my naked wife’s breasts and that I wasn’t in my usual gym shorts and t-shirt. I was surrounded in silk, and it was not unpleasant, but it was a floor length nightgown! The events of the previous night slowly began to trickle back into focus, and the...
CrossdressingIn all honesty, I should have been mortified by the events of the past few minutes, but I wasn’t…I was excited. I walked into our bathroom and set up the steamiest shower that I thought my skin could handle. I grabbed for my body wash, but realized the scent might be too masculine, so I set it back and grabbed my wife’s. It had a slight scent of vanilla and had a couple of butters and oils that claimed to make skin feel like silk…not specifically on the list, but not specifically forbidden...
Crossdressing"You're such a jerk," I informed him. He cringed and looked at the ground. I started looking for my belongings and gathering them up. My purse, my wallet, my laptop, car keys. I stormed out of my long-time boyfriends bedroom and into the hallway of his apartment building. He was only a step behind me. "Nicks, please, please don't go," he asked seriously. He caught my arm and pulled me to face him. His huge beautiful blue eyes stared me down, silently apologizing. "I'm so sorry," he half...
Love StoriesShe Found a Sissy ? by: Donna Sash She had been working at Bardwell's for the last 10 years. Five years ago she Had moved to the scarf counter and had been there ever since. Sales had gone up because she really likes it here. From the time she was a little girl she always loved wearing a scarf with her outfits. Now every day she wore a different one on the job and it helped sales. Women reacted well to someone who believed in their product. Some women just wore a scarf...
Are you ready?Are you ready, princess?It's finally time. It's finally time, princess. It's time to begin. Are you ready? I think you are, princess. I think you're ready. I think you've been ready for so long.You've been ready for your whole life princess.It's time to drop the mask and be who you are. Who you really are. What you really are. No more lies, princess. No more games. It's finally time to reveal everything.It's time to reveal the sissy.That's right, princess. You are a sissy. Say it...
My phone buzzed at 4:07am. I roused myself from sleep to look at the text message because somebody only sends you a message that early in the morning when it's important. I was right. That text message would be the start of a life-changing series of events. It simply read "Good morning, sissy slut." It was followed up by a picture of me, on my knees, wearing a bra, panties and stockings while sucking on a very hard cock. A second picture followed showing my open mouth, filled...
The bondage wasn't necessary. The straps are there really as more of a ritual and now something I took comfort in due to its familiarity. My make up wasn't necessary either. Well, not really. But I no longer face the day without having at least some lipstick on. Thanks to what my Master had tattooed, I usually don't need much more than that. When it's time for my milking however, I like to make sure I'm as pretty as I can be. Especially if my Master decides to make use of me while...
Revenge of The SissyA big fat dirty pig dad abuses his sissy too much. I come home from work in my uniform from the garbage company, work shoes, and Hat. I head towards my recliner. I say you fucking sissy get over here. Get me a beer. Where's my remote? Where's my god damn dinner?I take my belt off and set it beside my recliner. I take my pants and uniform top off. I take my cigars out of my shirt pocket and set them beside me. I hang my pants and shirt over the back of my recliner. I set my...
INTRO (Skip this bit and get on with the story if you want) Like most of my writing projects this is unfinished. I seem to always get obsessed with small details to the detriment of ever finishing the work. Feel free to take over this story yourself and make it what you will. This particular story is set in a world perhaps just slightly off centre to our own. The location is a boy's only orphan farm school run mostly by strong and independent women. The world has changed in so much...
My 21st birthday...my first day as a man, as a true lord of the Manor...myfirst day as a Master. I was so nervous I threw up my lunch. Not verymanly, I know, but just the thought of having my very own sissy to playwith had me teetering between the giddy excitement of a k** right about toopen the biggest present under the tree, and the stark terror of officiallybeing a man in my step-father's eyes...how could I measure up to him? Ifelt destined to disappoint him...and I didn't even know why I...
It had all started with a routine visit to his Doc for a simple prostate exam. After he'd given away his submissive tendencies by pushing back against her finger, she'd given him a good hard anal fingering and then he'd revealed the true depths of submissive tendencies, to Dr Megan Sutton, or Miss Megan as he'd begin to know her. "Then a week before the next visit you'll not be allowed to cum, if you do, you'll be punished very firmly. I'll be measuring you cum output and will know if you...
Classroom Sissy By Cassandra Morgan I did it! I got in! Me! Geeky Brad Hollins. I'm one of the 10! I'm finally accepted! I'm finally one of the chosen few! I never thought I had a chance. After all, more than 200 students apply for the 10 every year, and 190 of them go away disappointed. Only the finest minds at Calvin Coolidge Community College (CCCC) get a Golden Ticket. And I'm Willie Wonka! Whee! You've heard of the 10, haven't you? It's a secret honor society at CCCC,...
A Submissive SissyMy sissy slave husband, Princess, was in the process of paying his usual obeisance to my feet on a recent morning. It's always good to see Princess applying his tongue to my high heels and on this particular morning he was working extra hard to please me since he was about to beg me to not take him to the beauty parlor. He knew that it was unlikely that I would relent, nevertheless, the outings I arrange are so excruciatingly humiliating for the poor dear that he is ever...
Saturday Morning SissyI woke late on Saturday morning and immediately knew that something waswrong. Sure, I'd been out drinking Friday night, so the hangover wasn'tunexpected. But I was surprised to wake and find that there was aleather band snapped tightly around my balls and that this was tetheredsecurely to the foot of my bed with a short chain.Further exploration revealed that my entire body had been shaved and mynipples had been marked with some type of semi-permanent red dye. Ifthat...
Saturday Morning Sissy I woke late on Saturday morning and immediately knew that something was wrong. Sure, I'd been out drinking Friday night, so the hangover wasn't unexpected. But I was surprised to wake and find that there was a leather band snapped tightly around my balls and that this was tethered securely to the foot of my bed with a short chain. Further exploration revealed that my entire body had been shaved and my nipples had been marked with some type of semi-permanent red...
You had driven all night to get to where you were and as you look at the house you wonder why? You just cannot understand why you are outside the house of Mistress Penny. Is it curiosity you wonder, certainly she is a completely different Mistress from your own goddess, Mistress Michele. She is the Mistress to your good friend on Fetlife, Sissy Davina but the only thing you know about her is how she has been described by Davina. You know she is curvy Mistress unlike Mistress Michele, is...
I, Sissy By Cassandra Morgan The late-night glow of the computer screen was the only sign of life in the house. Molly had long since gone to bed, alone. It was 3 a.m. Casey Matthews knew he should get to sleep. But he wanted to read one more fiction, get to one more situation, feel the stirrings from one more author. This was story time for Casey. His hand dropped and rubbed himself, just for a minute. He wasn't going to masturbate, not with Molly in the next room. But shifting...
Previously published, but in separate parts, this one is the whole story start to finish.This is the story about how I went from being an inadequate husband to being a porn addicted goon and finally in the past year fulfilling my sissy ambition to worship a big cock and balls. They belong to my best friend Tom who I have known for 20 years. It was a journey that took a few years but if I had been brave enough when I was younger would have taken no time at all and spared me lots of humiliation...
I am often asked what makes a sissy. In my experience you cannot make a sissy. A sissy is born that way, it is like saying how do you make a homosexual or a lesbian, I truly believe that sissy is a form of sexuality. Over the past 20 years I have met many "sissys", they have run the full gauntlet from those who think wearing pink frilly panties makes them a sissy to those whose whole existence is consumed by thoughts and actions of sissyfiaction. In the latter group many are middle aged men...
He Wanted To Be A Sissy The Lincoln town car drove slowly up the long driveway and halted at the entrance to the two-story building. It was late morning on a warm sunny day. The chauffeur jumped out and opened the rear passenger door. A lady dressed elegantly in a mauve skirt, white blouse and matching jacket swung her feet out and stood up. She looked at the other person in the car. "Well we're here now. Seems like a beautiful place. So step out carefully." The other person...
Young Sissybysmittysimon©Author's Note: This is a follow up to The Young Master series. You can start here if you aren't interested in Belle's misadventures as spoiled young man turned out by his own sissy slave and eventually enslaved by his step-father, but it does introduce a lot of characters you'll read about in this series.I don't know how long I was under days, weeks who knows, maybe even months. Reality blurred with nightmares as I felt my flesh being cut into by cold scalpels and stuck...
General Behavior Sissy is expected to always obey these rules. * Sissy will never masturbate or in anyway contribute to her having an orgasm without Mistress' permission. * Sissy will report immediately any orgasm that occurs without permission. * Sissy will accept whatever punishment Mistress decides appropriate. (Punishment for orgasms out of chastity will be more severe than for those within the cage). * Sissy will not put any part of her Mistress' sissy in jeopardy of ...
She had known from a very early age that she was not like the other boys; her mother had passed her on to her strict aunt Jane at a very early age, and she had never known her father. Jane’s strict regime of making the boy dress in girls clothes at all times when at home only furthered the yearning to be a girl which was already firmly within the soon to be a sissy’s mind. Jane’s girls took special delight in dressing their sissy brother and loved to take him out to the mall and such places,...
Raised a Sissy Alessandra Durante I've been a sissy my whole life. I didn't know that when I was child, but that what I was raised and reared to be. I never had a choice in the matter. I was born into a wealthy family, but I never knew the privileges of wealth. My mother was a strong willed woman who ran our countryside home like a queen. My sissy father was her faithful and humble servant. My father doted on her and obeyed her every command as if he had no choice. My...
Melissa's mentoring of Simonne continues at an ever-increasing pace. He quickly learns that submitting to Melissa's demands may be the only way of convincing his girlfriend to submit to his. Operation Linda begins in earnest. Author's note: Although I'm posting this in serial form, I assure you, dear reader, this humble offering consisting of eight chapters, is complete. "Tweak" By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 - 2010 All Rights Reserved Chapter Three - Birth of a...
Beth and Sissy Copyright CassandraToday 2016 Beth stood up and walked from the bed to the far side of the room, over to the ... what is it? thought Sissy; it looks like a St Andrew's Cross lying on its back, with supports underneath to hold it at tabletop height. Beth turned, smiled at Sissy, and crooked her finger in an unmistakeable "come here" gesture. So enthusiastic at first, Sissy was now hesitant, as it sank in that this would be reality, not fantasy. She rose and started...
Teaching the Sissy Maid Workshop at the MVP, Chapter Three Daisy Begins Her New Life as a Sissy Maid She took and held three enema bags before I allowed her to get out of the tub and she was emotionally, sexually, mentally, and physically broken. Not permanently, that takes years to accomplish, but she had given up and began the process of accepting that she was powerless and too weak to resist me. To keep her in the right frame of mind, I grabbed her by her hair and walked her...