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Chapter 20 Chrissie hears wedding bells It's been six months after I first started working in the brothel with Kate and mommy and I've made friends with most of the girls who work there and, more importantly, they are starting to think of me as a she instead of a he. I think getting castrated was the best thing for me. It boosted my confidence in my appearance and took away all vestiges of my manhood. I do have a little penis but I don't think it detracts from my appearance at all. It is easily hidden in clothes as it lies flat when pressed against tight knickers. It's just a barely noticeable bump now. Since it can't get hard, there's no chance it will ever poke its head out. I've sorted out the leakage problem from my sissy pussy. Although I have had full on sex with around 12 men in a day and they leave their cum and lube in me, I just give myself an enema after work and it all flushes away. That means I can throw out the granny panties and always wear something lacy at night that matches my bras. Once the guys got comfortable pissing in my mouth, after I clean their dirty cocks with my tongue, they sure took advantage of it! Why not? It's a huge power trip for them. There I am, on my knees, practically begging them to use me as a human toilet after they have used my body for their pleasure. What alpha male would say no to that? It's the ultimate affirmation of their superior status and the greatest power exchange they'll ever experience. It hasn't caused any friction in the house because none of the other girls would willingly do anything as nasty and degrading as that and it has attracted some of their kinkiest clients away from them to me. They are more than happy for me to deal with those types and for them to only have deal with more normal clients. Tracie has put me on a high potassium diet to counter the effects of the high doses of sodium I get from the pints of piss that fill my tummy each day. I also drink plenty of water to dilute the salt in my system. I've found that drinking pee has a lot of health benefits. I haven't been sick a day since I started doing it. I used to wash my mouth out after every session but now I've learned to like the lingering flavour. After all, what's the point of washing away the taste when I am going to have the same thing happen to me 30 minutes later? I might as well learn to enjoy it. Most people would be revolted by the thought of letting someone use you as a convenient latrine but they don't understand my psychological makeup. It wasn't much of a hurdle for me to cross; in fact it fulfils a deep seated need in me for my clients to enjoy degrading me. I always thank them for giving me the privilege of doing it, make sure the last drops end up in my mouth rather than on the floor and give them a big smile when they've finished. I've gotten quite good at giving head and can now deep throat a guy with no problem at all. Mommy taught me how to do it and actually let me perfect my technique on her lover, Luke. I can even take Magic Mike's huge cock right down to the base. He says no real girl has ever done that before. I wish more men would let me suck them till completion but that is very rare for me. They all seem to want to get the entire experience. They like me giving them head to make them rock hard but they invariably end up fucking my sissy pussy till they shoot their load. I guess I should take that as a compliment. I am in better shape than I've ever been before and I put that down to all the sex I have during the week and the effects of the hormones which rush through my body every day. I've actually dropped down to a UK size 6 and sometimes struggle to find clothes that are petite enough for me to wear. The new treatment that Tracie put me on which completely suppresses any testosterone production and supplements my oestrogen levels actually helped me naturally grow my breasts and now I am a 32C instead of a 32B. My waist is 24 inches and my hips are 33 inches. Almost all the men who are my regular customers are quite fit and highly sexual and put me through a workout when they fuck me. I am not a passive kind of person when it comes to sex. I meet each thrust of theirs with one of my own and, when I get a hot flash, I'll writhe around the bed while they spear me with their cocks. More often than not, the sheets are soaked with perspiration by the time a guy has cum in me. Since my tummy is filled with their hot nectar afterwards I don't feel hungry and I'm less likely to want to eat a fattening snack. Tracie's video of my castration proved to be a big hit. She cleverly spliced in images of me when I was trying to be a real man beforehand and then made my transformation seem more of a result of the surgery than the years of hormones I took. The last scene in the film was of me at the glory hole hungrily sucking cock after cock whilst Kate looked on and gave instructions. I don't know how much she actually made from it but she is now driving a new Porsche. I think Paul will star in her sequel although he's not aware of it yet. To Tracie's credit she isn't one to coerce anybody into doing something they don't want to do. She's just biding her time till Paul comes to his senses. Just like I was in the early stage of hormonal treatment he is a bit confused and is gradually losing his masculine identity. I can tell by the clothes he's buying. I gave him some advice and told him to stick to an androgynous look and wear loose tops, leggings and shoes that are neither masculine nor feminine but which come from the women's shoe department. He followed my advice except for the shoes. He insists of buying and wearing very feminine flats. He's taller than me by five inches, so transitioning in the public eye will be more difficult and he might become a victim of taunts from alpha males. I had a feminine look even during the experimental period when I wanted to become independent and be a real man. I wasn't a very convincing guy but I became a very good looking girl early on in my treatment. That isn't going to be the case with Paul. The fact that he's mommy's husband kind of complicates the matter. I know from her he can't get an erection anymore which has helped him with any jealousy issues he has with her lover, Luke, let alone her profession as a mature hooker. Since he can't satisfy her more jaded sexual needs he's actually grateful that she has a job which entails hot sex with a lot of men during the daytime and has a handsome lover to spend the night with. He doesn't get upset when Kate, mommy and I have a laugh about a particularly unusual client we might have had that day or one who was super endowed. Tracie has been following his life with the video camera in hand and interviewing him in detail about his transition and how he feels about being married to a promiscuous woman he doesn't have sex with. It's a bit demeaning to him but I'm sure she'll put together something that sells in the end but she has to wait until the point comes when he wants to voluntarily have his testicles removed and have breast implants to finish the production. In my opinion, she has about six months to wait. Although it is counterintuitive, Kate and mommy seem to look younger as each day passes. The myth of how hookers age faster than other women is blown apart by those two. I think what really ages hookers is their dependence on drugs and alcohol and the abusive men they are attracted to. Derek's brothel has strict rules about drug and alcohol use and all the girls that work there abide by them and they all look stunning. I put that down to sex, particularly unprotected sex like we practice in the house. The basic premise of Derek's operation is that virtually all the clients are married and have to very careful about STDs and the rates to see the girl of their choice are so high they preclude anyone but the wealthiest punters. There has not been one case of one of his girls getting an STD in five years of operation. The girls have cum shot inside their pussies and mouths up to 12 times a day and, if you believe the medical literature, the health benefits are enormous. It certainly prevents ageing. Knowing that I seldom give head to a man till completion, Kate takes me to the glory hole every Saturday for two hours and I suck at least a dozen men or more for my weekly does of the magic elixir. Thankfully, the proprietor has put a cushion for my knees below every hole in the room. My weekly dose keeps my skin glowing. The discreet tattoo that was put on the back of my neck by Helen has now been lasered off and replaced by Kate's initials. Although we have never had sex we are closer than most couples are and she gets off on my submissiveness in a big way. We are both completely hooked on the hormone treatment Tracie administers to us, as is she, mommy and Paul. That has reignited Kate's sexual side. Although she has been a hooker for ten years the work became repetitive and sex was simply acting on her part. Now she truly enjoys it and enjoys dominating me. Every afternoon, at the close of business, she straddles my face pushing globs of cum into my mouth. Tracie doesn't have a regular boyfriend but Kate has set her up numerous wealthy clients of hers. Although she has transformed herself completely and no longer has that trailer trash look about her she has yet to become as refined as either Kate or mommy. She is beginning to learn how to behave in situations and is astute about her manners. In a year or so I think she will really blossom. The only problem in my life is my house. It's too small for mommy, her lover Luke, her husband Paul and Kate and me. I bought it outright with my father's inheritance money years ago and I certainly couldn't afford to buy a bigger place in the neighbourhood. Property price inflation is so great in desired neighbourhoods in London I could sell the house and move to France and not have to work another day in my life. It is a typical mews house and has two upstairs bedrooms and a kitchen, dining room and living room downstairs. Paul has been sleeping on a cot in the kitchen for the last six months whilst his wife is upstairs in the guest bedroom with Luke. Kate and I share the master bedroom. It means that it is impossible to have any sort of privacy. If someone is making love, everyone in the house can hear it. The same goes for everything else and it is driving me crazy. Today is the day before our bi-annual evaluation by Derek and everyone is a bit nervous. The clients are offered a chance to rate us on the internet after each visit. The cumulative rating and the number of clients we see every day is the criteria Derek uses to judge our performance. I feel pretty safe because I am actually one of the busiest in the house, although Kate is equally as popular. Mommy too is very popular and the only mature prostitute in the group. She attracts a clientele of young guys who are fascinated with older women. When Kate entered my room at the end of the business day she didn't straddle my face as normal but had a worried expression on her face and clearly wasn't in the mood for any fun. I sat upright on the bed still in my work attire of stockings, suspender belt, heels and a bra. "What's wrong?" I asked, as she carefully closed the door and locked it. "Maybe nothing is wrong, but I'm worried," she replied. "It's just that Derek is supposed to give us our evaluations tomorrow and he normally contacts me a couple of days beforehand. I haven't heard from him in over a week and when I call his number there's no answer." "Does he have any family or a wife you can contact?" I asked. "Do you know any of his friends' numbers?" "Derek isn't married and he doesn't have any immediate family I know about," said Kate. "He's not the sort to have friends either. He is a real loner." "Do you know where he lives?" I asked. "We could go over and pound on the door. Maybe he is sick." "He has a big house on Vicarage Gate in Kensington," Kate replied. "There's actually a key to it downstairs in the desk which he keeps here in case he loses his. I have gone there to collect his mail while he has been on holiday so I know the alarm code." "Let me take a shower and deal with my personal things and I'll meet you in the changing room in 30 minutes," I said. "Maybe you should call Tracie. She's a nurse and, if he is sick, then she might be able to get him some treatment." I quickly went to the bathroom, locked the door and gave myself my daily enema. After that worked, I hopped in the shower and quickly washed my body, putting on a shower cap so my hair didn't get wet. After I towelled myself off and put a little makeup on I went downstairs to the back room where the girls kept their street clothes. I put on a red wool skirt and a black knit jumper and slipped into my overcoat. Kate was already dressed, looking stunning in a black dress. It's a shame the winter weather required us to wear long overcoats. When we got out of Derek's brothel and locked it up we hailed a taxi and sped our way to Kensington. Tracie was already there in front of Derek's house waiting for us. We exchanged kisses and Kate told Tracie about her worries about Derek. With Kate leading the way we mounted the steps to the front door and pressed the buzzer and waited. After a minute or so Kate pressed the buzzer for longer but there was no response. She fished in her handbag and pulled out the key and unlocked the front door. Immediately, the alarm system began buzzing and Kate raced to the alarm box and punched in the code. Then there was only eerie silence. There wasn't a sound in the house. "Let's stick together and go from room to room," Kate said. "I don't want to be alone if we find something horrible." We turned on all the lights as we went through the house to ward off the winter darkness and inspected each empty room in detail then we climbed the stairs to the first floor and went from empty bedroom to empty bedroom. It was when we came to the master bedroom we knew something was wrong. The door to the en suite bathroom was closed but the sound of water running from a tap was unmistakable. "This doesn't look good," said Kate, who seemed reluctant to open the door and look inside. I went up to the door and knocked on it loudly. When there was no response I turned the doorknob and opened the door slightly and peered inside. I could see Derek, or his body, in the bathtub. Thankfully the overflow drain was draining away the water from the running tap. I walked inside and shut the water off and called out to Tracie. I did look briefly at the body and couldn't see any obvious injuries but there was no doubt he was dead. Thankfully it was not long enough for the body to decompose. There was no obvious odour of death in the room. Tracie came in the room and closed Derek's eyelids and looked briefly at the body. She then put her hand in the water. "It's cold," she said. "He must have used all the hot water. The cold water helped preserve the body. I can't tell how long he's been dead." "You don't want to go in there," I said to Kate when I came back into the master bedroom. "He's dead but it looks like it was from natural causes." "This changes everything," Kate said after Tracie joined us. "We have to go downstairs to the office and talk. The first thing we have to agree is that we don't tell a living soul that Derek is dead. That includes your mother, Chrissie. She'll tell Luke and then word will spread around town. We have an opportunity here if we are smart. We've got to figure out a way to get rid of the body first." Kate led us downstairs to Derek's office and found a bottle of white wine in the tiny refrigerator and opened it, pouring us each a glass and then sitting down behind the desk. Tracie and I sat in seats facing her. "OK, here is the downside," Kate said. "If the girls and the punters find out Derek is dead the brothel will fall apart. They abide by the rules not only because they make more money there then they could dream about but they also know Derek is ruthless. They're scared of him. The punters are scared of him too. The cops are in his pocket because of the payoffs he gives them. I know all about that because I have delivered sacks of cash to them." "The evaluation is tomorrow and if Derek doesn't show up then the girls will start to suspect something is up," Kate added. "We need someone to stand in his place and what better person to do that but his wife. They don't know he wasn't married and, if we convince them his wife was delegated the role, then we'll buy at least another six months. The only person who could credibly be his wife is Tracie. Nobody knows her there except your mommy, Chrissie. We'll have to make sure she is too ill to come to work tomorrow and I'll pretend that I listened to Derek's evaluation of her and tell her about it when I come home." "Now, how are we going to get rid of the body and make sure it is never found?" Kate asked, tapping her fingers on the desk. "It's got to be done soon before it starts stinking in here. Ideally we should do it tonight." "I know how to handle that," Tracie said. "The least risky way to dispose of the body is to donate it to science. Imperial College has a school of medicine and I've been in the hall where they keep the cadavers. I'll just deliver it to the cooling area wearing a nurse's uniform. Nobody will question me because they'll be grateful to get it without having to buy the body of some tramp through a broker. We'll need a body bag, which I'll have to get from the clinic. I have a couple of nurse's uniforms at home which you guys will have to wear to help me." "I know what to put in Chrissie's mother's food to make her quite ill tonight," Tracie added. "I'll wake up early and rent a van and then come over to your place and pick you up. We'll change into the nurse's uniforms here and take the body downstairs and out to the van and drive it over to Imperial. We'll have to get a couple of volunteers there to help us. The uniforms are quite short and show a lot of leg so that won't be a problem." "OK, that's a plan," Kate said. "Let's keep the body cooled in the meantime. Why don't you go upstairs and turn the cold water tap on?" After Tracie left the room to go upstairs and turn on the cold water tap, Kate put her fingers to her lips to indicate that there was a secret she wanted to share with me and waved me over. I walked around the desk and bent my head so she could whisper in my ear. "There's a shitload of cash hidden in this house and you and I are going to find it," Kate said. "That money is for us only and we are going to move into this house and take ownership. I know a few judges quite intimately and they would do anything for me, including transferring the deed for the property. It's going to be in our names within a week but there's one little thing we have to do first." "What's that?" I asked. "This place is worth millions. We can all live here without bumping into each other all the time." "There is no all of us, anymore," she replied. "There's just you and I and we are going to get married. Paul, Luke and your mother can live out their own soap opera at your house." I was back in my chair with my head spinning by the time Tracie returned to the room. After she sat down Kate resumed control of the meeting. "We'll work out the rest of the details of how we pull this off in the long-term as it goes along, but I think we have a plan that will work," Kate said. "You've got one more task to do tomorrow before you come over for the evaluations, Tracie. You've got to go to a jewellery store and get an engagement and wedding ring and don't scrimp. Anyone with Derek's money would splash out on his wife." "Now let's all go home for dinner," Kate said. 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Chapter 17 Chrissie sees Magic Mike again It's difficult making polite conversation with a guy whose wife is quite obviously getting drilled by someone else in the room directly above but I've got firsthand experience being cuckolded and it's happened right before my eyes a few times. Furthermore, the Australian I was sharing a sofa with had married my mother and any man who did that with his eyes wide open would know how unlikely it would be that she would remain faithful....

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Chrissie Goes to College

Goes to College By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - I am Chrissie Ever since I can remember, I wanted to look pretty. My Mom named me Christopher and for a while, we all pretended that I was like other boys. But I wasn't. Mom understood my need to look way prettier than other boys. So from the ages of five to nine, she dressed me in the most lovely boy's things in the world. Pretty colors like lilac and pink and aqua. Short pants with ruffles and lace. Little, white,...

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Chrissie Part 42

"Chrissie" Part XLII by c.w. cobblestone Twisting to and fro so that I could see my backside in the guest bathroom mirror, I shivered in horror at the dozens of purplish welts covering my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. The entire area throbbed with pain, although it was nothing compared to the sense of betrayal churning my guts. Since giving birth, Rebecca's interactions with others had seemed normal enough, but when it came to me, everything I did pissed her off. I knew it...

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Chrissie in Chads Playroom

A few years ago a friend of mine was suddenly called out of town and asked me if I wouldn’t mind stopping in at his house and feeding his cat while he was away. Since his home was conveniently located on my usual daily route between my condo and current office I figured it would be relatively easy to attend to this simple task for him. I mean what are friends for if you can’t ask them to mildly inconvenience themselves once in awhile. He told me he’d likely only be away for no more than five...

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Chrissie goes to Camp Pt 1

Since all of my clients are referals many of them know each other and in fact some are very close friends. There is a particulargroup of them, four guys to be exact, who arrange a hunting trip each fall. The one guy, Brady, owns some wooded property near the mountains.The property has a semi rustic three bedroom cabin situated on it. I say semi rustic because it does have running water, electricity, and propane heat. The hunting trip is usually a one week affair but a few years ago they could...

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Chrissie gets deballed

Chapter 19 Chrissie gets deballed I am just about to undergo a gonadectomy or more specifically an orchiectomy or, as Kate would simply say, I am getting deballed this evening. On my back on a surgical table with my legs splayed and my feet planted in raised stirrups, at the end of the table I can see the doctor, Kate and Tracie discussing my fate as if I wasn't in the same room. "I want the bottom of his penis to smoothly come out of his skin like it does on the top," Kate said...

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Chrissie and TomChapter 8

In the way of a sailor, Tom was almost instantly awake with the bleep of his alarm, but took a few moments to revel in the presence of the woman he ... yes ... loved, and wanted to spend his life with. Somehow, though, he wasn't ready to ask her for that ultimate commitment despite her apparent willingness to offer it. Gently, he extricated his arm and slid down and out of the bunk. Chrissie made a sort of mewling sound and her hand groped for him, but he was gone. She fought her way to...

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Chrissie Part 41

"Chrissie," Part XLI by c.w. cobblestone The carpet was covered with dark streaks thanks to Karl, who couldn't be bothered to remove his shoes after he came in from the pouring rain. I gasped when I saw the trail of muddy footprints leading from the front door to the refrigerator to the couch, where he'd apparently kicked off his dirty sneakers and enjoyed a piece of apple pie, judging from the plate he left on the table, which was covered in piecrust crumbs. I'd just returned...

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Chrissie Rene and Jean

Chrissie, Rene and Jean I hope you’ve enjoyed the stories I’ve already related to you concerning my adventures with Rene. I’ve told you of his insatiable love of S/M and bondage. I’ve also told you a tale of my relationship with Charles, his driver. Now I’d like to relate the details of an encounter with Rene which occurred near the end of our nearly 2 year involvement. Charles and the Rolls Royce Silver Cloud called for me at my condo the same as he had so many times previously. I must point...

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Chrissie Learns to Serve

Chapter 8 Chrissie Learns to Serve The weekend was a blur as the overdose of hormones rushed through my body. The nurse in the clinic I visit every week obviously had a big envy thing going on with Helen, my doctor and the woman I have devoted myself to. Instead of my normal dose of oestrogen she took advantage of Helen's absence and hiked up the treatment considerably, threatening to report her to the medical board if I ever revealed what she had done to me. I had no choice but to...

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Chrissie and TomChapter 4

When Chrissie awoke on Sunday morning, the euphoria of the previous evening had largely worn off. For eight years she'd successfully sublimated the drives, the needs she'd had when she and Tom had been together, but the brief contact they'd enjoyed (and that was precisely the right word, despite the unsettling nature of the experience) had reawakened her sexuality. As a result, after dressing and breakfast, as the young musicians boarded the coaches on the way to Birmingham, she didn't...

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Chrissie goes to Camp Pt 2

Chrissie Goes To Camp Part 2I dealt the cards and after each guy took his draw and discarded they threw in there cards and Brady had won the first hand with a pair of eights. I leaned back in my chair and extended my right leg upon the table top. Bradyunbuckled the strap of my sandal and slipped it off my foot. before I could retract my leg he wrapped his fingersaround my ankle and proceeded to suck each of my toes in turn. The rest of the guys let out whistles and catcallsand I closed my eyes...

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Chrissie looks forward to getting deballed Chapter 18

Chapter 18 Chrissie looks forward to getting deballed Kate and I watched the video of Magic Mike in bed later that night or to be more accurate, Kate watched the video on her laptop while I licked her well used pussy. I could sense that she was having a hormonal rush at the same time my careful attention brought her to an orgasm. It is strange having a relationship with a woman I'll never be able to have sex with, particularly when sex is her livelihood. I know Kate has been a...

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Chrissie Part 38

"Chrissie" Part IIIVIII by c.w. cobblestone Karl must've done 120mph on the way to the hospital while I sat with Rebecca in the backseat, holding her hand and trying to calm her down. My angel wasn't very nice to me during her contractions, at one point digging her nails in my arm and screaming, "Shut up, what does a sissy like you know about making babies?" After I reminded her to use the breathing exercises she'd been practicing for months. But I knew she wasn't in her right mind,...

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Wedding Bells are Ringing The Wedding of Nicole and William

Introduction: Continuation of the Adventures of a Railfan Series Wedding bells are Ringing – The wedding of Nicole and William This is a continuation of the Adventures of a Railfan series. In this story, William and Nicole get married and they start their lives together. This is also a work of fantasy, even though the two people depicted in the story are based on Fiancee and myself. If you are a new reader, I suggest you read the Adventures of a Railfan and Nicole, Myself and Rachel before you...

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Chrissie and Julian

One of my oldest and wealthiest clients is a foreign born gentleman I'll refer to as Julian. I don't see Julian as often as some of my other clients but always look forward to a session with him. I think the reason I so enjoy my time with Julian is because I never know what to expect from him. Whenever his assistant contacts me to appraise meof one of his impending visits my mind goes into overdrive. A visit from Julian is always interesting, always exciting and certainlynever dull. Julian...

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Chrissie has a naughty day at the beach Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Chrissie's naughty day at the beach I woke up at 8:00 am with mommy in my arms, feeling the strong rush of the hormones Tracie had injected into my pert behind yesterday. I carefully extricated myself from mommy's embrace and went downstairs barefoot and made myself a cup of coffee in the kitchen. It was Sunday and we had the day off from working in Derek's brothel and the sunlight streaming through the windows made me want to get mommy up and outside as soon as possible...

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My name is - or would I rather say "was" - Robbert Wallcot. Robbie for my friends. I was a good-looking boy of 23 years old, about 1.70 m height and some 75 kg of weight. This is my story. I woke up, groggy and with a heavy hangover from last night? While I slowly regained my consciousness, I noticed - to my horror - that I was stark naked. I vaguely remembered drinking in a local tavern with a group of boys and girls, who were having a good time. I was on a holiday trip...

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Chrissies Parade

ChrissieHaving received the invitation and tickets. You board the plane. It's a long flight so you have come prepared. Long flowing dress, stockings, no underwear, and reading material. An overnight bag full of essentials and a few nonessentials. The pain killers you took are working fine but they have reacted with the other little pill you took that arrived with your tickets. You feel lovely, all warm and floaty and slightly sleepy. But the strange thing is – you love everyone.Your club class...

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Chrissie Remembers Mommy Chapter 3

Chapter 3Chrissie Remembers MommyI awoke on Saturday morning drenched in sweat from the hot flashes I hadbeen having all through the night. The strange erotic dreams I had aboutmy mother, Rob, Alex, Helen and Heidi were still hovering barely beneathmy consciousness. It was 7:00 am and Heidi was still asleep next to me inour bed. I quietly slipped from under the covers, grabbed my robe andwent to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and learned lessonone about makeup: wash it off...

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Chrissie Remembers Mommy Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Chrissie Remembers Mommy I awoke on Saturday morning drenched in sweat from the hot flashes I had been having all through the night. The strange erotic dreams I had about my mother, Rob, Alex, Helen and Heidi were still hovering barely beneath my consciousness. It was 7:00 am and Heidi was still asleep next to me in our bed. I quietly slipped from under the covers, grabbed my robe and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and learned lesson one about...

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Chrissie licks mommy clean again Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Chrissie licks mommy clean again and again My mother called out to me as she entered Helen's apartment through the front door, which I was not allowed to use. I was consigned to the service entrance at the back of the apartment, as most servants were in Victorian England. In the 21st century it was rare to have a maid in London, let alone an indentured sissy maid that, not only waited on her mistress hand and foot, but worked during the daytime as a t-girl prostitute for...

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Chrissie Gets Some Payback Chapter 14

Chapter 14 Chrissie Gets Some Payback It was late Saturday afternoon when we finally arrived home. Mommy was in a wicked state of sexual bliss brought on by the humiliating session she had forced me to go through with a professional mistress. Her beautiful face was flushed with desire. Mommy had grown to love putting me through degrading experience after experience but this time she had gone way over the edge. I had been forced to service over two dozen faceless men in a filthy...

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Wedding Bells

WEDDING BELLS Hi; My name is Brian Marchbanks and I, and my wife, Mary, live in the pretty village of Tynewood Parva in Northamptonshire. Well I say "village"; it's actually more of a hamlet. The village was original built as a facility for estate workers employed by Tynewood Hall; the nearby "stately home". Obviously circumstances have changed dramatically from the 1700's when the village was built. We have a community of some 35 houses; no shop; and no pub - the Tynewood family...

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Bell Whistles SecretsChapter 11 Wedding Bells

The first Friday in April was the date set for our wedding. It was not April Fools day, although it only missed being so by one day. That it was not on that ignoble holiday did not keep me from feeling a fool as we approached that day. That's not to say that I was having second thoughts about marriage but I was having second thoughts about having such an elaborate wedding ceremony. In the first place I felt having a full six months to prepare for the wedding should have given us an...

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Chrissie

ChrissieI first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa fiveyears ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four yearassignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normalcountry and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on theinternet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send herdaughter to meet me at the airport in Durban and drive me to the guesthouse. There was no direct flight from Lusaka to Durban so I had to flyinto...

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Chrissie Rhymes with Sissy

Chrissie Rhymes with SissyI first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa fiveyears ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four yearassignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normalcountry and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on theinternet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send herdaughter to meet me at the airport in Durban and drive me to the guesthouse. There was no direct flight from Lusaka to Durban so I had to...

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Chrissies New Client

I run a small investment consulting firm. Very small, actually it's just me. It's really just a cover business for what I really do which is to service my male clients clandestinely.There are an average 20-25 active clients. They are all successful proper business man, many of them you would classify as professionals.They are all referrals and have been carefully screened. Most of the men are straight but just like a girl with "something extra"occasionally. There are also some who I suspect are...

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Chrissie the submissive cumslut

Chrissie – the submissive cumslutI met James and Rob at xhamster and seemed to click straight away. In fact to tell you the truth they turned me on and I’m sure I had the same effect on them. Being submissive when they started telling me what they were going to do to me it turned me on even more so when they said they would arrange to meet in a hotel I was unable to resist.We arranged to meet at 7pm in a hotel in Bristol and Rob had booked a room. They both new I was submissive and the thought...

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Chrissie Rhymes with Sissy

Chapter 1 Chrissie Rhymes with Sissy I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me at the airport in Durban and drive me to the guest house. There was no direct flight from...

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Chrissie gets her fix Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Chrissie gets her fix I woke up drenched with sweat as a rush of hormones heated my body to what felt like a boiling point. The sun was up and I could sense it was relatively early. I checked my phone for the time and saw it was 7:00 am. I lay in bed for a few minutes thinking of the events that happened yesterday: my first day as a t-girl prostitute at Derek's brothel in Mayfair and the package of my new maid's outfits that I picked up from John Lewis and the new rules...

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Chrissie gets spunked Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Chrissie gets spunked As mommy and I walked down the street, arm in arm, on a sunny August Saturday afternoon in London I felt happier than I had been in years. I was 30 years old, had a pair of tits to rival my mother and we were both dressed to kill; in above the knee skirts, heels and silk blouses. Underneath we had matching bras and panties and natural coloured hold ups. We caught the glances of virtually every alpha male on the streets. Mommy is 55 and looks a decade...

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Chrissie and Kate

Chapter 16 Chrissie & Kate It was the end of our first day of the working week and mommy and I sneaked into one of the empty rooms, locked the door and climbed on the bed. She lewdly spread her legs allowing me to lick her pussy clean, savouring the scent of her juices and the remnants of the many men who had been inside her. She let me tease her clit briefly but was too sensitive to let me carry her to a climax. After I was finished I wiped my lips with my hand and looked down...

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A Fresh StartChapter 167 Wedding Bells

We began to see quite a bit more of the Tusks over the winter. Tessa would come down and she and Marilyn began planning the wedding. Tusker would come down with her, and he and I would drink beer. I think we had the better deal. The wedding was scheduled for Saturday, June 23, and just kept getting bigger. It was sort of like Stormy in that regard, in that it began small and cute, and quickly became a monster that would devour your dinner! Normally a bride would be married at her home church,...

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Sean David Kilpatrick Flynn Book 1 of Wizard A Love StoryChapter 24 Wedding Bells and Birds

Ava convinced Sheila to leave her alone with Udit for a little while. The two of them had some issues that still needed to be resolved that were best addressed in private. Martha entered the kitchen a couple of hours later. She looked at Ava and Udit sternly for a moment before she said, "You two need to settle up your differences or take them someplace else. I need to get dinner ready." Ava smiled at her and said, "I think we've resolved everything between us that can be...

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