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What Does The Future Hold? free porn video
How suddenly life can change...
Yah, we all have heard that, but as I sit here putting my thoughts and
possible future down for all to read "It strikes home."
Before I continue, allow me to make the normal disclaimers. This is an
adult situation story about me (real life) and should not be read by or to
minors. I do not suggest that anyone should ever try this, as the results
maybe final and out of your control. As for me, it is out of my control.
Any and all comments, suggestions or questions may be directed to me
[email protected] or my roommate, Tanya [email protected] not her
real name.
This may be reposted, but please leave it in its full version. Whether
you read it for content, ideas or what ever; I do hope you enjoy it and
encourage all to live their dreams.
Tanya has directed me to write this for the purpose of posting it on the
web. Once you find out my current situation you will understand the power
she has to ensure I do.
What does the future hold?
By trista
How did I get here? I have always had a very kinky side. Many years in
the closet as a crossdresser, trips to Pro-Dominas and for the last 2
decades an exploration of self imposed chastity (with an occasional key
holder). Even when I was married, I tried to get my wife at the time to
indulge me, but she soon said she wasn't interested in my kinks. Well
that is all in the past now.
Being semi-retired, I moved on to a quiet Gulf town in Mississippi,
expecting to live out my life alone, enjoying the fishing and sun. Long
ago I realized that my kinky side would be a part of me and living alone
was the best. There are not that many places that except people like me,
cross dressing is still a taboo to the general society. So in private I
could indulge in my fetish as much as I desired. Then came Tanya...
Tanya worked for a friend of mine. She had just broken up with her ex-
husband and needed a place to stay while she got her life back together.
Bill suggested that she ask me, as I have a 3 bedroom house and no ties.
I hesitated at first, she was half my age being in her early 20s and I
didn't want to get involved, but she assured me that she just needed a
place to get back on her feet and move forward. A relationship of any
kind was out of the question at this point.. Still, I told her I needed
to think about it over night. This would mean no more dressing up at
home, but she had no where to go and it would be just till she could find
her own place. So I called her the next day and told her ok, she move in.
Everything went fine for a while... I would spend my time surfing the net
and enjoying my kinks while she was at work. I could still spend a lot of
time wearing panties and the chastity under my men's clothes, without
Tanya noticing. At least I thought that she didn't.
A few months later...
This is where my world changed. I had been locked up for week or so and
was really getting worked up from all the surfing I had been doing. The
Key had to be in the mail today! It normally only take 3 or 4 days to
show up, but this time I was beginning to think 'it' had gotten lost. You
see, I had mailed them to myself on one of my fishing trips in Alabama,
and it was a small town. I really didn't know how long it would take to
arrive. I was at the point of getting my safe key that I kept just incase
this happened. Sleep was hard as I would be woken suddenly by my
frustrated state. I had to get some relief! I'll wait one more day.
Well I didn't have to wait. I saw it right off when Tanya came home from
work. It was hanging in her youthful cleavage on a gold chain. I knew it
was the 'one' because I had painted it with the some nail polish and
inscribed it with DJ's toy a few years back. My mouth must have been open
as Tanya innocently asked, "What's the matter?"
I was not thinking to quickly at the point, stunned... How did she get
the "Key"!
"Earth to Tristen, hello?" she asked.
"Hi, sorry just caught in thought."
She seemed to be bubbling and excited, "Oh did you notice my new necklace?
I bought it for the key I found. Someone painted it the prettiest shade
of pink with a lusty red trim."
My mind was racing now... How was I going to get it back? Did she know
what it was for? Then my mind slowed, I have my safe key. I will just
play it off. "Where did you find it? Looks unusual... maybe to a girl's
dairy lock?"
"Oh I found it out by the mail box yesterday," she replied.
Did she open my mail? Or had it fallen out of the envelope? But there
was no letter addressed to me yesterday. What is going on?
"What's for dinner?" she broke into my thoughts. "Oh here's the mail."
Remembering the chicken I had cooking, I pulled it out of the oven.
"Chicken." My eyes returning to the Key hanging between her breasts, I
couldn't get my mind focused. How many times had I wondered how it would
look hanging like that. A Lady actually controlling my now trapped penis.
I could feel it swell at the thought, straining from frustration of the
past week of denial and the erotic view in front of me. She was playing
with the key now, almost teasing me. Saying, Look what I have and you
don't. Let me just get through dinner and I would go to the shop and get
my safe key! OMG I was throbbing and shaking a little.
"Let's have some wine with dinner! The chicken smells wonderful."
"Ok." I continued to set the table, trying not to stare at the key. I
glanced through the stack of mail quickly for the envelope that had held
the key. No sign of it!
I know my eyes keep returning to Tanya's chest, I couldn't help it as we
ate. She most have noticed, as she picked up the key looking at it and me
at the same time. "I wonder who DJ is and what toy this KEY is for?"
I almost choked and felt my face turning red. Did she know? I grabbed my
wine glass trying to hide my embarrassment behind it. I was like a deer
in headlights, frozen in time.
"Tristen, are you ok?" she said "Or should I call you trista?"
"What do you mean by that?" SHE KNEW!
"I think you know what I mean, trista," she went on.
I couldn't say anything, I just sat there... looking from her eyes to the
key and back. I had to say something, do something. I had to get out of
there....
"Excuse me," I got up and headed for the shop. I had to get this chastity
off and hide it. No longer was I excited, my penis had shriveled up like
jumping into a cold lake.
Where was the key? It should be here by the pliers! Or did I put it in
the tool chest? I had to think... but where did I put the key? I know I
had checked to make sure it was there before my fishing trip and mailing
the letter. It was gone! Now I had to get the key back from Tanya!
Returning to the dinning room, I realized I had to face the music. What
would she do, what would she demand? She is to young to know anything
about the kinky world out there. But if she read the letter I had
included with the key, she knew way to much. That it was the key to the
chastity I was wearing. Tanya was still sitting at the table, enjoying
her wine when I returned.
"Did you find what you were looking for? Ready to talk yet?" she teased
in a bedroom voice.
I still didn't know what to say...
"Cat got your tongue trista? Or is the cat out of the bag?"
What could I say? I could feel the redness returning to my cheeks.
"Well let me help you, who is DJ?" Tanya asked me directly.
"I... She... She was a friend of mine before I move down to the coast.
We were seeing each other for a while." I couldn't seem to get much out.
"And the 'toy'?" Tanya asked, pressing, playing with the key again.
"Oh that is just a private joke" I replied, trying to avoid telling her
everything.
"trista, I know more than you think. I had a very interesting discovery
while you were on your fishing trip. I know all your little secrets and
desires," she smiled.
"What do you mean?" still trying not to let the cat out of the bag.
She continued, "I had to use your computer while you were gone, I left my
laptop at work. I was just going to check my e-mail, but decided to also
do some surfing while there. Imagine my discoveries when I checked your
book marks, chastity links" she held up the key, "shemale and transgender
stories, breast forms, sissy maids... Oh so many kinky things to explore!
I would have never guessed that your wore panties and cross dressed till I
found your on line profile at www.mydungeonspace.com/trista/. What a
kinky girl you are!" On she went, "And when the postal lady gave me the
mail with the key that had fallen out of the ripped envelope, I knew I
just had to learn more about you. I also found your safety key and your
stash of panties and stuff."
"So now what? May I have the key?" I almost pleaded.
"Are you going to tell me more about your interests?" She just looked at
me.
"Let's clean up dinner and talk about it later. OK?"
"I think you will do the cleaning up, while I go wait in the din for you
to finish." She got up from the table, refreshed her wine and headed to
watch TV. "I'll be waiting for you to join me, trista."
I slowly cleared off the dinner table and cleaned up the kitchen. Doing
the dishes, I tried to think of what to say. She had the upper hand and
knew it. Blackmail would be so easy. I didn't want to face her; maybe I
should go out to the shop, till she goes to bed.
Fixing a glass of wine for myself, I carried it and the bottle into the
din. "Would you like some more wine Tanya?"
"That is sweet of you, yes," she replied.
As I a took a seat, she continued, "I see that controlling this key has
it's advantages. So tell me your story."
Over the next hour I gave her the abridged form. How the transgender side
of me had evolved and my kinky explorations into D/s. That I had been
used as a maid by a few ladies. How DJ had enjoyed teasing me and denied
my orgasms as it amused her. That I even encourage ladies on line, that
they should explore the pleasures of being a key holder.
Well life has changed in that time. I now do all the house work and
chores, cooking, and laundry. Unless I have to go out, I dress as a woman
and sleep in nighties. Tanya still has the keys and lets me out every
week or two for hygiene, shaving and relief. She has never crossed the
line and taken an active part in any thing sexual, but does love to tease
me. Knowing that I am locked safely away, she often lounges around the
house half naked. I know from the twinkle in her eye, that she knows how
it affects me. Just before she allows me the use of the key, we have a
chat about kinky life styles and what my fantasies have been and are. She
seems to take mental notes and gets excited at times; pressing for
details.
That was 16 months ago.
She now has a boyfriend and gives me a heads up anytime that he will be
around. She has asked me how she might get him into some of the things we
have talked about, especially getting him into a chastity belt or device.
But that is another story...
Tanya recently sat me down, looking soulfully into my eyes, "trista, we
need to find you someone to serve. You need to live your fantasies and
have a key holder that can use you in all ways possible."
"That would be nice, but I have pretty much given up on that."
"Oh, with my help I am sure that we can find a lady that loves to use a
strap-on and have all her pleasures fulfilled by you. Have you waiting on
her, hand and foot... and tongue. Wearing the key to that 'toy' to tease
you and deny you." Tanya smiled at me. "If we are really lucky, we will
find a m to f transsexual or a shemale that will use you for her personal
pleasures and as a maid. Just think... any time she got horny, it would
be her cock that got sucked or your 'pussy ass' that got fucked! and your
toy stayed locked up. I am sure she could give you hints on your makeup
and keep you dressed all the time, too."
Tanya has changed so much, she gets excited when she teases me with my own
fantasies. I just moan, feeling the throbbing in my panties and agree
with her that it would be nice.
"Would you like that better than just going into the shower every week or
so and playing with yourself. Have that special Lady in your life that
would take care of your kinky needs while you do everything you can to
please her?"
"Tanya, I know that would be wonderful, but I've tried for so long to find
that Lady. And when you move out on your own, I know I will go back to my
private life, enjoying the best I can."
This conversation has come up from time to time. And I have looked at
them more as a tease then much anything else. Enjoying them, but at the
same time feeling a little frustrated by them too; VERY FRUSTRATED AT
TIMES. You see, at these times Tanya would wait till I begged for the
KEY, and then decide it was time for a chat. She has extracted all my
fantasies and experiences. She knows about me being a maid and even
helped to build a dungeon. That the feel of stocking excited me as much
as wearing breast forms in my bras. Though I have a great desire to make
friends with a transsexual lady and even serve as a maid, she knows that
men are on the hard limit list. But so are scat, animals and children.
But I digress... Those that get this close to me will learn all of this
at their own pace. Besides, that is half the fun; isn't it?
This weekend Tanya grabbed me. "Time you did something! Try once more!
You are going to write your story and post it on the web!"
"Tanya, I don't know..."
"trista, listen. I have found a place and going to be moving out next
month."
"Tanya, that is great. I will miss you, but you do need to move on with
your life. Your still so young, and have so much in front of you."
"trista, you will get the Key back when I move. That is 6 weeks away. Or
you can write the story and you can have it when it is posted." Tanya
stared at me. She knew that it had been years since I went more than a
couple of weeks at the most. And that by 3 weeks I was going out of my
mind.
It has already been 3 weeks since she last allowed me to cum. Time to let
Tanya review this and get it posted.
So there is my story. Written as required by my friend and platonic
roommate, Tanya.
Hey girls,
Thought I would add a note before Tristen posted this. He really is a
nice guy to know and has helped me out a lot.
He does have the two sides to him. Tristen: the regular guy that works
and fishes, watches his SciFi and read Steven King or works on his family
tree. trista: the other side is so interesting! And I have really had an
eye opener. Guess you could say that I am more open minded now. I thank
him/her for that.
Don't get the wrong idea, he is not gay. Very much into seeing a lady
smiling and having fun. If you have breasts, he will open a door in a
flash; seen him even stand and wait just to open the door for a lady.
Says that is the way he was raised. But get him into panties and heels,
with the chastity locked on, you have a wonderful maid. "she" keeps a
clean house, and I bet would look cute in a maid's outfit. Probably
should have a wig and breast forms (D cup would be nice). .
I do sort of wished I had taken advantage of his other talents so I could
write a little about that first hand, but the situation that I moved in
under and our age separation just made us both a little uncomfortable. I
did write DJ a few times, she had some wonderful things to say about his
talents. She told me, that any open minded lady that really wanted to
explore would find him an enjoyable toy. That every woman should try
being a Key Holder at least once in her life; I have to agree! (My fianc?
is now locked up and SO ATTENTIVE!) DJ also said he/she needs a PA
piercing. LOL
If you were born a woman or are a transsexual lady, I would suggest you
think about having a chaste feminized maid. You of course controlling the
keys and the pleasures a personal maid can bring you. I would really be
happy to know that trista had a loving partner in his/her life, but that
is up to the powers above and the internet. I so hope that who ever she
is, that she uses trista to please her own cock (be it real or a strap-
on). I love using my strap-on my fianc? either before he licks me till my
eyes close.
Oh! Almost forgot to mention how comforting it can be, knowing that the
guy in the house won't be making any advances when his penis is locked up!
I didn't even worry about my towel falling off walking down the hall to
get dressed. LOL It never did...
If you have any questions, I had trista put my e-mail address at the top
so you can write me directly. I could write a book on how he would flinch
when his little head tried to raise up and much more, but I'll let you
girls find out for yourself. As for any guy out there that might read
this, go buy a chastity and give the keys to your girlfriend or wife. She
will love you even more for it.
Hugs,
Tanya
Don't know if this is necessary or not, but where every trista post this,
she has my approval and ok to do so.
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