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The next morning, having gone through my normal ritual of showering and using the douche on my boy cunt as I had been instructed by my mistress, I pulled on my silk crotchless panties and admired my ball weight hanging freely between my legs. Ravenous from the previous day’s adventures, I went downstairs to get some breakfast. However, the only “milk” I could find in the fridge was my boy cream which was being kept nice and fresh in the Tupperware container. So having quickly donned my shorts, sandals and a t-shirt, I set off to the local corner shop.

As I approached the shop, I was surprised to see Mrs Patel, the ample bodied wife of the owner, standing by the door with a plaster on her forehead. Bidding her a good morning, I eased past her and went directly to the cold cabinet where I selected a milk carton and walked towards the counter. A teenage asian girl that I had not seen before was standing beside him. She was a pretty, petite girl with long jet black hair falling to her waist. She had an attractive face and smiled strangely at me as she gave me a wink, which I thought most peculiar.

“Hello” I said, introducing myself. “My name’s Michael. I haven’t seen you here before.”

“My name is Sikta” said the girl. “My parents have gone back to India for a while and Mr and Mrs Patel agreed to look after me for a bit. “

“Do you like it here” I asked, admiring her budding tits that I could just make out beneath her silk blouse.

“Oh yes, they look after me very well. They are very close friends of the family, almost like an auntie and uncle really. They have made me feel very welcome”

“Maybe we can spend some time together if you are going to be here for a while” I suggested hopefully.

“Oh, I’m not sure that will be possible” said the girl, frowning. “Mummy and Daddy left specific instructions that I was not to mix with boys. Anyway, I think you are in a lot of trouble”.

Before I could find out what she meant by this, Mr Patel had taken the milk from me and fixed me with a cold stare as he leant over the counter.

“So, if it isn’t our neighbourhood pervert teenager daring to show his face in here again!” said Mr Patel angrily as his wife sneaked up behind me and grabbed hold of my arms. Looking around with alarm, I noticed that Sikta had quickly moved from behind the counter, closed the shop door and pulled the shutter down. Dropping the latch on the door, she fixed me with a wicked grin as she leant against it with her arms folded.

“I don’t know what you mean, Sir, there must be some mistake!” I stammered, trying to wriggle out of Mrs Patel’s grasp.

“You see my wife has injured her head?” Mr Patel asked, “Well that is because she slipped on that filthy slime that you left on the floor the other day! I thought you were behaving strangely but the man that was behind you explained that he saw you masturbating in the queue! You dirty little boy! What do you think you were doing? This is a respectable establishment! “

“Oh my god, I am so sorry sir!” I blurted out. “I don’t know what came over me. Please let me make amends”

“Well, we shall see about that” said Mr Patel. “Get into the back room and we will decide exactly what is to become of you!”

At that, Mrs Patel took hold of my arm and led me into the back room, closely followed by Sikta, whilst Mr Patel made to re-open the shop.

The back room must have been their living room as it was elegantly furnished with expensive looking soft chairs, cushions and a beautifully decorated rug covering the floor. However, I had little time to take in my surroundings before Mrs Patel addressed me from one of the chairs as Sikta closed the door behind her.

“Ok young man” said Mrs Patel, “clearly you have been a very naughty boy and should be punished. I have a very nasty cut on my head where I slipped on that filthy mess you left on the floor, so it is only right and proper that I should administer the punishment.”

Seeing no way out, as the door was guarded and Mr Patel was out front, I could only agree with what Mrs Patel was proposing, so I simply stood there with my head bowed and said “Yes, Mrs Patel, I have been a very naughty boy and should be punished”.

“Good” said Mrs Patel, “I am pleased that you have at least seen the error of your ways and are willing to comply. However, to ensure that you do not have a sudden change of heart, your hands will be secured. Sikta, attach the cuffs.”

Before I knew what was happening, the girl had dutifully pulled my hands behind my back and locked them tight.

“Excellent work, sweetheart, now kindly remove Michael’s shorts and pants ready for his punishment.”

Immediately, I started remonstrating, however this just led to my receiving several hard slaps across the face from Mrs Patel.

“How dare you complain!” said Mrs Patel, “I could sue you for the injury you caused and you could go to jail, you filthy little boy! Now take your punishment and stop making such a fuss!”

Compliantly I lowered my stinging face whilst Sikta moved in front of me and, taking hold of my shorts by the waist, pulled them down to my feet. This action was met by a gasp from both of them as, not only could they now see that I was wearing my regulation girlie split crotch panties, but that the weight tugging down on my balls was hanging through the slit in full view of my captors.

“My goodness, what do we have here!” said Mrs Patel, “Well if it isn’t a little sissy boy standing before us! And it looks like he has been getting some attention too! Sikta, remove the sissy’s panties and bring her to me”

With that, the girl drew down my panties completely and removed them, together with my shorts, and threw them into the corner of the room.

“Ok, over my knee you little slut” said Mrs Patel as she drew her long dress up to her waist and I was bent over her bare copious legs. Slightly parting her knees, the Indian matriarch reached underneath and, catching hold of the ball weight, pulled it down hard whilst closing her vice-like thighs at the same time and thus trapping my balls and little cock between her ample flesh.

“Ow!” I exclaimed, as she secured my prick and balls between her legs.

“That’s to ensure that you don’t wriggle around to much” said Mrs Patel as she commenced raining hard slaps down on my quickly reddening bottom cheeks.

After several dozen smacks, my bottom was blushing up nicely, however Sikta was clearly not satisfied with the severity of the punishment.

“He isn’t making much noise, is he auntie?” said Sikta, who had been closely watching proceedings positioned, as she was, on all fours with her head under the woman’s thighs so as she could get a good view of my little prick and tight balls secured in their steel ring being squeezed between her Mrs Patel’s legs. I must admit that, with each smack of her hands, my boy clit was made to rub against her thighs and I could feel it swelling down there as my arousal mounted.

“Maybe the naughty boy should get the same treatment as I do when I’m naughty” said Sikta as she delicately flicked the end of my stiffening peewee with her finger and thumb, causing it to sway to and fro like a pendulum.

“Quite right too” said Mrs Patel, pushing me off her lap onto the floor. “Now sissy boy I want you to remain on all fours whilst I get what I need. Keep an eye on her Sikta and make sure she doesn’t move”.

With that, Mrs Patel left the room but no sooner had she closed the door than the girl sat down on the floor and looked at me with an evil look in her eyes.

“I’ve never played with a naughty boy before, especially one who looks like a girl” said Sikta. “Does that metal ring around your little balls hurt very much?” she asked, as she gave it a gentle tug.

“Ouch!” I exclaimed, “it does when you pull it so hard!” I cried.

“Well you still have sticky stuff coming out of your little wee hole” said Sikta, “so it can’t be all that bad. Let me rub it better for you”. With that, the naughty girl grabbed hold of my stiff little prick and started tugging it up and down, moving the hood over the purple knob and collecting my juices in her hand before tugging the skin right back to the base. I must say, this new treatment was much more pleasant than the spanking I had been receiving and I started moaning softly whilst rhythmically moving my hips.

“This is fun!” said Sikta, “I like having a sissy boy slave to play with”.

“Thank you for being nice to me” I gasped as the girl held my foreskin back firmly with one hand whilst massaging my juices into the knob. Round and around her little palm went on the head, polishing it until it was glistening with my pre-cum.

After a few minutes of this treatment, the girl tired of rubbing my engorged bulb and turned her attention to my little balls, alternately pinching, squeezing and slapping them until I didn’t know whether to cry or moan. Taking a ball between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, she delicately rolled my plums in the skin of my sac before applying ever increasing pressure on them as she pinched each nut until I had to beg her to stop.

“Ow! Please don’t do that anymore!” I begged, as the punishment she was inflicting on my bruised and swollen plums became unbearable.

“Well ok then” said Sikta, “but you really are a sissy spoilsport. Your little lollipop has got all shrivelled up now. Why won’t it play? I want it to cry some more”. With that, the girl took hold of the purple end again and, with a finger and thumb either side of the eye, opened up my wee hole so as she could see if there was any more juice to come out.

“I can’t see any in there” said Sikta. “How do you make it? Make me some more now!”

“I don’t know how I make it” I said, “but it is usually when it is hard and I am excited”.

“How about if I show you mine” said Sikta, “Would that make it go hard again?”

“We could try” I said, trying not to sound too excited.

With that, Sikta stood up beside me and, lifting her dress, pulled down her white cotton panties, throwing them into the corner of the room. Resuming her position in front of me, she then raised her skirt, thrusting her hips towards me until her private parts were right next to my face. I gasped longingly at the sight of her moist little crack, the inner pink lips glistening with her own juices.

“Why is your little cunny all bald?” I asked, unable to take my eyes off this beautiful girl’s treasures.

“Oh that’s because I have always been told to shave the hair off so as to keep it nice and clean. They check every Sunday afternoon to make sure I have done a good job. Sometimes they even help me to make sure I get in all the little creases.”

“Where does your wee come out?” I asked, intrigued.

“Oh that’s easy” said Sikta. “I have a little wee hole just like you but mine is just inside. Look, can you see?” she asked me as she parted the folds of her juicy lips, exposing the pinkness of her body to me and, with one small finger, pointed out the little hole hiding just inside.

“Oh yes, I see. Thank you, little Mistress, you really are being nice to me” I said, my eyes riveted to her hot little hole.

“That’s ok, and it certainly seems to have done the trick!” Sikta exclaimed, pointing between my legs at my stiffening boyhood. Kneeling down, she took hold of my swollen little cock again, gripping it just under the mushroom head. Again she opened up my wee hole as far as it would go, causing some more transparent juice to drip out and run over her fingers. Taking her little finger, Sikta scooped up some of it and, whilst holding my wee hole open, put the tip at the entrance to my little eye and pushed gently, trying to get her finger inside. She alternately poked and twisted her little finger at the entrance to the smallest of my holes until I could just feel the tip inside, her nail grazing me slightly but not unpleasantly. I was just thinking if the punishment I had endured yesterday had opened it up when I became aware that “aunty” had returned to the room and was standing above us with her hands on her hips and a stern expression on her face.

“And what do you think is going on here?” demanded Mrs Patel as Sikta quickly stopped what she was doing and regarded her with a sheepish look.

“I’m sorry Aunty but I couldn’t resist playing with the slave” said Sikta. “Please don’t punish me!”

“That’s ok, my little angel” said Mrs Patel. “I suppose it is about time you had some contact with boys your own age. You can continue your explorations in a minute but let’s sort out the little slut’s punishment first. Move around the back and hold her botty cheeks open whilst I administer the treatment”

Kneeling behind me, Sikta obediently placed her fingers both sides of my boy cunt and prised open my cheeks, causing my little bum hole to wink nervously.

“Now then slut” said Mrs Patel, “You are about to receive what is called a figging and it is for naughty little girls like you who do dirty little things”.

With that, Mrs Patel positioned the peeled ginger at my pouting opening and slowly inserted it until I felt my boy cunt muscles suck it in greedily.

At first, I did not notice anything other than the feeling of something being forced inside me. However, after some moments, I became aware of a heat gradually spreading deep in my bowels. A few moments later and the sensation was far from pleasant as the burning increased and I started whining to Mrs Patel that my bottom was on fire.

“Can I move it about like Uncle does? Please Aunty?” begged Sikta excitedly, ignoring my remonstrations.

“Yes of course, dear” said Mrs Patel, smiling sweetly at the girl. “But don’t be too gentle because sissy boys are stronger than girls”.

With that, Mrs Patel sat back down on the chair and dragged me across her lap. Through the ever increasing heat rising in my botty hole, I suddenly felt small hands prising my cheeks apart again, closely followed by first one, then two thin fingers being inserted into my burning bum! Having managed to easily get her two fingers in, Sikta slid in a third and then, grabbing hold of the end of the ginger plug, began wriggling it about inside me. The rotation of her fingers caused the ginger to continually rub against my naughty little button which, to my horror, began to send pleasant sensations to my prick which was starting to swell at an alarming rate, pushing itself through Mrs Patel’s thighs until the little purple head was poking out underneath.

“Well I do think our little sissy boy is beginning to enjoy this” said Mrs Patel. “Try inserting more fingers and do be harder, this is meant to be a punishment!”

With that, Sikta got onto her knees between my parted butt cheeks and, whilst Aunty held my cheeks wide apart, she inserted her last finger and then her thumb as well! By this time, my poor little bottom was being stretched to its limit and I started complaining ever louder as I wriggled on Mrs Patel’s lap. However with a sharp smack from a hairbrush on my already reddened cheeks, I quickly remained still again.

“Stop moving about so much” said Mrs Patel “or you will get far worse. Now Sikta, let’s see how much you can get in there”.

“Oh aunty, I think I can get it all in!” Sikta cried excitedly as, with a final thrust, my rectum was forced wide open to accommodate the little girl’s entire hand as it slipped right up my back passage. Once her fist had forced its way completely inside my poor abused hole, the sphincter muscle clenched down hard around her wrist and some of the pressure was released.

“It’s all in, Aunty!” Sikta exclaimed. “I have my whole hand up the naughty girl’s bottom!”

“Good girl, Sikta” replied Mrs Patel. “Now move it about a bit and let’s see how much this sissy boy can take”.

With that, she began moving her arm backwards and forwards, twisting her hand around as my boy cunt was well and truly fisted by this excited girl. After a short while, Mrs Patel resumed spanking my cherry red cheeks with the hairbrush until I was alternately moaning and crying with the thrashing and fisting I was receiving.

However, as the friction on my love button increased and the heat of the ginger abated, I could feel the pressure building up in my little balls as more and more goo dribbled out of my cock until it was running between Mrs Patel’s thighs and onto the floor.

“Oh look Aunty, the naughty girl is sliming all over the floor!” exclaimed Sikta. “Can I touch it again, please please?”

“Yes of course dear” said Mrs Patel, but don’t stop moving your hand around in her cunt; we don’t want her to enjoy it too much”

Needing no more encouragement, Sikta grabbed hold of my engorged prick and started milking it like I was a cow, fisting my poor botty hole with increased vigour as she extracted more and more of my love juice until it was puddling beneath me.

The urgency continued to build in my plum sac, despite the severe stretching of my sphincter. I felt my sap rising as the little girl’s hand continuously rubbed against my button. I began moaning and thrusting my hips in time with the pumping action that Sikta was applying to my prick until, just as I was approaching the point of no return, Mrs Patel ordered her to stop. .

“That’s enough now darling” she said. “I think the slut is enjoying her punishment far too much. Now stop your play and take your hand out the sissy’s cunt”.

With a loud plop, Sikta withdrew her hand from my burning bum and, with a sigh, left my twitching prick alone. Pushing me onto the floor, Mrs Patel took hold of it and applied several hard slaps to my swollen purple knob until I was almost crying and my boyhood was shrinking away from the pain.

“That should stop the little slut making any more mess” said Mrs Patel, aiming a final hard slap right across my little ball sac. “Now we need to decide what to do with the sissy next”

“Oh please Aunty, can I play with her peewee and balls again? You did promise Aunty please!” said Sikta, hopping from one foot to the other.

“Well ok then” said Mrs Patel. “I see no reason why we should not continue your education whilst we have the slut at our disposal. Come here slave and sit on my lap, legs nicely spread apart so as Sikta can get a good look at you”.

Thankful that the slapping had stopped. I obediently took my position on Mrs Patel’s lap, my back to her and my legs dangling over hers so as to completely open my private parts to the girl’s examination.

“Now kneel between her legs and take a good look at her private parts” said Mrs Patel as she stretched her arms around me, took hold of a nipple in each hand and squeezed firmly. This had the immediate result of causing my little prick to twitch up, as the girl squealed excitedly.

“Oh look Aunty, her little peewee is growing again!” she exclaimed.

“Grip it firmly and pump it slowly up and down. That’s it, now cup those little nuts and give them a squeeze. That should make her little prick nice and hard for us” instructed Mrs Patel, as Sikta gripped my rising member. Moving her little fist up and down, she greased the swelling bulb with my juices as she softly squeezed and rolled my little plums in the palm of her other hand.

“It’s getting nice and big now, though it’s not as big as Uncle’s” said Sikta. “Can I give it a little licky? Please Aunty?”

“Of course dear” said Mrs Patel, “you can suck it a little bit if you like as well”.

My heart missed a beat as I heard her say this, particularly when she increased the pressure on my nipples at the same time. No one had ever licked my clitty before!

Shifting forward slightly on her knees, my little mistress took a firm grip of my balls, and pulled down hard at the base of my prick, exposing the engorged purple knob. Reaching her head forward, I watched frozen as her little pink tongue poked out of her mouth and flicked delicately at my glistening head. I could not help but groan as her hot wet tongue gently grazed up and down the underside of my prick, collecting sticky pre-cum with each upward movement before running it back around the knob. Indeed I was in heaven as, shuffling forward a little more, I watched in awe as her head moved down over it, her mouth opened and, before I knew what was happening, she had engulfed my knob inside her mouth. The heat from her tongue and cheeks was incredible as she continued to lap around the head of my shaft, alternately sucking firmly and then bobbing up and down.

“Yummy this tastes good!” said Sikta. “It’s getting all salty and wet.”

After a few delirious minutes of heaven, she grazed her tongue right down my shaft and gripped my weighted-down balls even harder as she flicked her tongue over my little plums. Just as I thought I could take no more of this wonderful torture, Sikta sat back on her knees and exclaimed:

“Oh Aunty, I can see your panties are getting all wet! There’s a little damp patch on them!”

“Yes darling” said Mrs Patel, “I confess to finding this rather exciting and may need you to give me a one of your lovely relaxing massages. Can you reach underneath the sissy and help me?”

“Of course Aunty” said Sikta enthusiastically. “It’s my duty as a good house guest. That’s what you tell me, isn’t it?”

“That’s right sweetheart” said Mrs Patel. “Now pull aside my wet panties and make Aunty feel better.”

Needing no further encouragement, Sikta slid her hand beneath my buttocks until she must have hit the target as I could hear Mrs Patel groaning behind me.

“Oh yes, that’s good darling. Keep rubbing on that little button just like I showed you” panted Mrs Patel as I felt her grinding her hips forward to meet the girl’s probing fingers. “Yes, yes, squeeze that naughty little nub. Now see how many fingers you can get inside. Oh yes, that’s it, push them all inside me just like that. Don’t stop, don’t stop, oh yes baby yes!”

Whilst satisfying Aunty’s needs, Sikta eased back a bit and then, to my pleasant surprise, continued bobbing her head up and down on my little prick. Before long, my moans were mixing with Mrs Patel’s groaning such that we were completely oblivious to Mr Patel walking into the room.

“What’s going on!” I heard a male voice say as Mr Patel was confronted with the sight of this luscious girl fist fucking his wife whilst sucking up and down on my greasy knob.

Two loud plops ensued as Sikta simultaneously removed her fist from the woman’s cunny and her mouth from my prick.

“Oh hello Mr Patel” said Sikta “I was just improving my education of boy’s private parts. Aunty said it would be ok. But she got a bit excited so I had to give her one of those special massages she taught me”

“That’s ok” said Mr Patel, “but I do believe you will need some further education from us this evening. However, now it is my turn to have some fun”.

At that, Mr Patel stood above her, loosened his belt and dropped his trousers and pants around his ankles.

“Now be a good girl and give me one of your special lollipop massages” said Mr Patel, as he took hold of the girl’s head and steered her mouth towards his hardening cock. Sikta obediently opened her little mouth, thus allowing his thick manhood to work it’s way down her throat. Backwards and forwards Mr Patel guided Sikta’s head, thrusting in and out whilst the girl made little gurgling and gagging noises as sweet little tears rolled down her cheeks.

“There’s a sweet child” he said, whilst pulling his throbbing member almost completely out of her mouth before ramming it all the way back in. “Suck nice and firmly and don’t forget to massage my nuts like I’ve taught you” as Sikta obediently fondled his hairy ball sac. I watched this wonderful show for several minutes before Mr Patel pulled his huge tool out of the girl’s throat and then started slapping his swollen knob on her forehead.

“Now suck those fat plums, sugar” he commanded as the dutiful girl took first one, then the other hairy ball into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth whilst Mr Patel’s cock dribbled pre-cum onto her nose and cheeks.

“Now wife” said Mr Patel. “Make yourself useful and prepare that sissy slut for me”.

“Yes husband” said Mrs Patel, as she shoved me from her lap onto the floor. “Now get on all fours like a good slut should” instructed Mrs Patel as I hastily complied, allowing myself to be positioned with my arse pointing up towards the ceiling.

“Hold the sissy’s cunt cheeks open for me!” ordered her husband as, stepping over Sikta, Mr Patel took hold of his huge cock and knelt between my outstretched thighs.

Grabbing hold of my hips, I felt him position his throbbing brown member at the entrance to my boy cunt and then gently ease the swollen mushroom past my sphincter as I gasped from the size of it. Slowly at first, but with ever increasing ardour, Mr Patel forced his oily pole deeper and deeper into my hungry pink hole until I could feel his heavy semen-filled bollocks slapping against my bum cheeks. Just as I thought I could not take any more, I felt his huge weapon expand to stretch my bum hole to its limits. With a loud grunt, Mr Patel gripped my hips firmly, pulling me forward until his cock was buried deep in my bowels.

“Argh!” I cried, as the shopkeeper let forth his seed, emptying his aching balls and filling me utterly as, with an almighty cry, he deposited his spunk deep inside.

“Take that you dirty sissy whore!” he screamed as I felt his semen drenching the walls of my bum. Load after load of his sticky hot cream hosed into me as I was held tightly against him, his fat cock twitching and throbbing all the while.

Several minutes passed before I finally felt his shaft deflating and he withdrew his dripping member, closely followed by copious amounts of his semen oozing down my crack and over my balls. With a final slap across my arse cheeks, I was unceremoniously shoved forward and fell spread-eagled on the floor.

“Now get out of my house and don’t come back here!” Mr Patel yelled at me as I hurriedly dressed and ran out the shop, dripping semen from my poor inflamed cunt down my legs but not daring to look back until I was back safely behind my front door. It was only lunchtime and I still had my Mistresses’ party to attend this evening. It was going to be a long day..

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Humiliated Sissy Slut   By Alice Started 11/04/13 How I became a cock sucking sissy slut.I have been dressing as a woman at home in private for many years.  No one has ever seen me dressed as a sissy slut before but I do it to feel sexy.  I know I would never pass as a woman for I am 6 feet tall, 170 lbs and at the age of 45 not a real trim body. My girlfriend Rachel who lives with me is must younger at the age of 35 with a young trim body that has all the assets in the right places.  Rachel...

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Sissy Slut Amanda Part 1 The Beginning

The Story of Sissy Slut AmandaThis is a story of fictionPart 1: The BeginningWhen I was twenty-three I meet my Sissy Slut Amanda for the first time. Now he was only eleven at the time and it would be many years before I would know him as Sissy Slut Amanda, but still funny to look back at now. The first time I met my future sissy slut, he was Mark, son of the woman I was dating. He seemed like a nice k**, very shy and timid but sweet nonetheless. It’s wasn’t too long after our first meeting...

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New GF Trains Me to be a Sissy Slut

"That's it baby! You are such an amazing cock sucker!" I moan around the cock in my mouth as I bob up and down quickly. I feel hands on the back of head grab my hair to stop me from moving up and down the amazing 10 inch black cock. I've been kneeling for almost twenty minutes slowly working this monster. I've only been able to take just over half of the cock so far. "You are doing very well sucking your first dick. Though a good cock whore needs to learn to deepthroat and feel what it's like...

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GangBang by BBC Sissy Slut

I'm really a pretty normal for the most part. Normal in the sense that I'm not unlike most people. I love music, albeit heavy metal, I love clothes and shopping, although most of my wardrobe is made up entirely of black dresses, band shirts, fishnets and cute thigh highs. I love to read and write, I love hanging out with friends and going out to concerts or the occasional night out drinking. I mean, I'm a transgender girl but I'm cute and passable and I think I blend into a crowd pretty...

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OneHanded Tales 1 Sissy And The Slut

One-Handed Tales #1: Sissy and the Slut By Sarcastic Slut I watch him writhing under her touch, half turned on, half terrified. I smile and cross my long legs, adjusting my tiny skirt to cover my wet panties. The sissy hangs there, chained by the wrists to the post, arms above his head, ball-gagged and blindfolded. The slut in front of him runs her hands over his smooth, stocking clad legs and his silk pantied crotch. Her hand moves up, over his corset to touch his chest where the cups...

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The Making of a White Sissy Slut

Truth be told, Steven wasn’t gruesome; he was merely average. Average for a white boy unfortunately is just shy of ugly. Thin lips, pasty skin, thinning hair, non-descript features, he was nothing to write home about. I had plans to change that. The ad to which he replied was a proposition to completely transform a white boy into a sexy, desirable, cross-dressing, sissy, and insatiable, cum-crazed whore for black cock. I didn’t pull any punches and he knew what he was in for so there was...

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Mommys Dirty Sissy Slut part 1

Mommy's Dirty Sissy Slut part 1 by dirteesissy "Answer the door for me, Brother Dearest and make sure to greet my guests Properly!" I headed to the front door, shame filling my heart, as I tottered on 5" stiletto heels. Not the usual footwear for a 20 year old man, but I couldn't have looked less like a male dressed as I was. Chapter 1. Last week my sister, Alicia, caught me masturbating to stories on a website called Fictionmania. In most cases this would have been...

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My Sissy Slut

...It's 7.30am and all I can think about is dominating my sissy slave for the whole day, however I am spending the day alone so this can't be. My sissy has to go to work. Although he is not dressed and made up into the wonderful little sissy slut she is, underneath his uniform I commanded he wore a lacy pink thong with a floral pattern on them. That itself is a huge turn on. Part time sissy slave, full time slave. The pink thong turned me on so much I teased my slave, with topics such as what I...

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Sissy Slut

Part 2 I was born Kelly Stark. I grew up in a town of about 60,000 people. It was big enough that people minded their own business but small enough to allow kids to be able to breathe. Looking back, something was wrong for as long as I can remember. I'm not going to bore you with details about my family or any of that. Let's just leave it that as a kid I sometimes wore my sister's clothes. I would put on her clothes and jack off and pretend I was her with some boyfriend of the...

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Sissy Slut Gets Caught 1

Sissy Slut gets caught #1 Hi, my name is Marcy and I've been a cross dresser for years but have always limited my play to indoors. I've acquired quite an extensive wardrobe through on-line shopping sources and eBay always purchasing items that only a slut would dare wear. I'm especially proud of my collection of 5 and 6-inch pumps in a wide array of colors. Among my most prized possessions are the three sets of titties I had custom made by a Hollywood special effects/makeup artist....

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Becoming A Sissy Slut Part 1

It was a Friday evening in late January as I walked through the lounge in the back of a bar in downtown Spokane Washington. A friend from work named Mark had invited me to come to his wife’s 30th birthday party and even though I didn’t know her, it was a good excuse to get out of my apartment. I had just moved to Spokane the previous fall, taking a job as an engineer for large road building company. At 21 years old and just out of college, I was pretty proud to start out with a $60,000 a...

3 years ago
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Turning My Roommate into a Sissy Slut Chapter 3

I looked over my shoulder to look at where Tim was sitting on the couch. It didn't seem like he was very excited. Well, that only made it more fun for Leah and me! For the past few days, Tim's schedule was to wake up, go to school, then come back to the dorm room where Leah and I could do whatever the hell we wanted to him. Then, we left him in his room to do whatever he had to do. "Hey, Aaron! Hey, Tim!" Leah stepped into the room and walked over to where Tim was sitting. "How's our...

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Becoming A Sissy Slut Part 3

I heard my mistress leave the room as I tried to catch my breath, still on my knees with my head down on the carpet. My ass was still gaping wide open from the rough anal fisting I had just received, I reached back with one hand to feel my sissy fuck hole. I easily slid 4 fingers into my ass, almost without even touching the edges of my entrance. ‘Holy fuck I’m a complete anal whore’ I thought to myself. ‘I would do anything for that every day...’ Slowly I got back to my feet and walked to...

3 years ago
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How I Became A Simpering Sissy Slut part 3

How I Became a Simpering Sissy Slut Part 3 I was wearing a leopard print bodystocking, with cut outs for my huge GG breasts and my little 3 inch clitty. I had a pair of 8 inch platform heels on my feet and my blonde hair was teased out and piled on top of my head. My make up was trashy and over the top, and I was on my knees and surrounded by three naked men. They were all staring at me lustfully and I was returning the look with one of my own. "Why don't you boys come a little...

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Outside Sissy Slut

A few months ago I went to Fort Armstead outside of Baltimore.  I heard it was a cruise spot.  I went to check it out but to add excitement I wore lingerie under a hoodie and sweat pants.  I got there about dusk and walked around the ruins.  There were several guys walking around but didn't see any action.  I walked into and out of the bunkers. I walked into one and saw a old couch in the corner. Then I heard some noise and turned to see a guy hanging against the wall in a darken corner...

2 years ago
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outdoor sissy slut

Hey sirA few months ago I went to Fort Armstead outside of Baltimore.  I heard it was a cruise spot.  I went to check it out but to add excitement I wore lingerie under a hoodie and sweat pants.  I got there about dusk and walked around the ruins.  There were several guys walking around but didn't see any action.  I walked into and out of the bunkers. I walked into one and saw a old couch in the corner. Then I heard some noise and turned to see a guy hanging against the wall in a darken corner...

3 years ago
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Cocky Weewee Peepee Sissy Slut Training The Bladder Test

This is one of the sets of stories I am currently writing. The set is called Cocky, Weewee and Peepee Sissy Slut Training. These sissies are in the hands of Mistress Katrina, Mistress Heather and Mistress Satin. Sometimes Master John and Master Rick are involved in their training. Many situations await them. MANY! If these stories succeed I will add some prequels and sequels. Hope you enjoy it! English is not my native language! I will do my best! Sissy Joan Cocky Weewee and...

2 years ago
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Mommys Dirty Sissy Slut part 3

Mommy's Sissy Slut part 3 by dirteesissy Please read parts 1 and 2 before enjoying this instalment. Chapter 10. The last hour and half had been the most unpleasant and painful of my life. The cr?che nurses had a fully functioning dungeon in the back and had taken great pains to have me sample each of the instruments of discipline. My bottom was not just red, but bruised and covered in welts. At the end of proceedings, I was cleaned up and made up, before being led back t...

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Sissy Slut to Master S

When I finally got the first padlock off and then the blindfold I realised two things! One, Master had removed all the tags I had put on the keys which would make getting out of my bondage a whole lot harder. And two which was most thrilling was that having removed all the padlocks the only key I did not have was the one for my chastity cage. With a shock I now realised my Master was also my key holder. I remembered in our emails that I had confessed that my wife and I had not had sex in...

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Lick ass n sucking n fucking sissy slut

I have a story for my xhamsters Ppl I was married for 19 years me and wifey we was open about marriage we use to do everything together we us to talk about everything we use to have sex party so one time we had a party so my wife set this up herself she ask me this party is special it is a month away i said OK but than she hit me with a twist we can't have sex until the party i was like what she said yes no sex no jackoff no nothing all i want u to do is watch porn and I going to pick the one u...

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sissy slut chat

me: just got out of the tub where I pissed into my mouth and drank it and pissed all over my face and body, now I dripping and tasting my pee and love it Sent at 10:15 AM on Sunday Candy: U are a lucky slut me: i was thirsty Candy: I am thirsty too... me: do what i didi love itmy other fave is peeing into the baby bottle and drinking it from nipple Sent at 10:19 AM on Sunday Candy: I m going to toilet for licking piss like a dog ..u want pics?? Sent at 10:21 AM on Sunday me: yeswe both...

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Heathers Sissy

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...

2 years ago
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Slut training for a sissy fuck toy

So you have found a potential sissy fuck toy but she isn't quite slut trained to your standards? No worries. Slut training a sissy bitch is all about attitude, technique, and physical & psychological conditioning. 1. Attitude. Most important. The bitch needs to have a can do attitude above all else. She needs to be eager to please, eager to show off, eager to do just about any perverse sexual thing that she is told to do without question and hesitation. She needs to love sex, being used...

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SISSY SLUT KATHY CAUGHT BY NEIGHBOR

I'd just turned 18 when he caught me in their bedroom dressed in his wife's lingerie , knowing I'd been caught sent a rush of sexual nervousness and arousal through me so intense . I was glad he found me like this Don was what Kathy has wanted for so long , a straight mature husband she could seduce . I'd discovered my attraction to other boys at an early age , i was just shy of my teens when I met a friend ,Tim. That's when I realized that my life would be full of things I could only share...

2 years ago
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The Big Bad Bullies and the Submissive Sissy Slut

The Big Bad Bullies and the Submissive Sissy Slut I was always a target for older and stronger boys. I guess in playground hierarchy a boy that liked to daydream about silly things would have to assume there would be some teasing. After all I wasn't as rough and tumble with other boys my age. I was something of a sissy you might say and a weakling as well. I often suffered terribly at the hands of bullies. I liked to play alone mostly, with my sister's dolls. I also coveted her pretty...

4 years ago
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My step mom turned me into a sissy slut for dad

When I was in High school I would spend the summers with my dad and step mom. She was so hot and always dressed sexy, They were always very playful about sex, not like my mom and step dad. I loved the atmosphere. During the week they would work all day and I would have the place to myself. I would always go into their room and see what I could get into. I found some picture of the 2 of them nude. Well after that I was always in their room jacking off to the pictures of my step mother naked....

4 years ago
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Turning My Roommate into a Sissy Slut Chapter 41

My roommate, Terri, was kneeling in front of me, naked and ready to serve. Just to think, only a few weeks ago, her name was Tim. Tim was an arrogant asshole that didn't really have any idea of what the real world was like. Seeing as he was a sexist and a racist, as well as all the other negative terms I could use to describe someone, I decided to teach him a lesson. Well, I'd say it turned out pretty well. Now, she was on her way to becoming my own little sissy slave. ===== "Terri, do...

3 years ago
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Mommys Dirty Sissy Slut part 2

Mommy's Dirty Sissy Slut part 2 by dirteesissy Please read part 1 before enjoying this instalment. Chapter 5. After I had finished cleaning Lisa's toilet with my tongue, she had me brush my teeth, as she finished her bath. I dried her with a fluffy white towel before helping her dress. Kneeling in front of her as she stepped into a pair of darling lacy pink thong panties, she bade me to pull them up. I obeyed and was overjoyed to serve her in such an intimate way. A pink...

2 years ago
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First time turning into dirty sissy slut

If you are reading this now and finding it disgusting, i suggest you don't comment. Am just an african teenage of 21 of age, living in my own apartment, i am single as far as i remember and being a sissy is my fantasy which i realy wish to turn true. dont get me wrong guys, i realy do want a girlfriend, but trying another man cock in all position makes me hard many times. well luckily this is a story of how it became a reality. it happened few weeks ago from now. it all began when i...

4 years ago
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My Uncle Wallys Sissy Boy Wife

Penned by: Miss Deborah (Debi) Leigh JohnsonOneI did not know what I could expect, as the Greyhound pulled into thebus station. I did not know a whole lot in fact, as I was a rebelliousknow it all, fifteen year old brat.My parents were pretty good as far as parents went. I had not locked aroof over my head, or enough food on the table, but I had alwaysresented the fact that my parents were not rich enough to give meeverything that I wanted. I knew in the back of my mind that this wasa pretty...

3 years ago
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51 Avis makes joe a sissy boy reissue

51 Avis makes joe a sissy boy [reissue]Joe had promised that we would reverse role playing and I decided to take him up on his offer. "We're gonna play reverse roles today" I announced one day and after a bit, Joe agreed. "What would you like to do?' he asked me. Looking straight into his eyes, "You're going to be my sissy while I make love to my old boyfriend" I replied. I knew he would have to agree after promising, so he looked at me, "I did promise" he answered back and so the stage was...

3 years ago
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sissy slut is humiliated and loves it

New story: I get off the plane in Fort Myers and you are there to pick me up. I get in the back seat of your vehicle and you tell me to open the bag. I look inside and it's a pair of vanity fair full-bottom panties, pink acetate and practically see thru. A full, open-bottom panty girdle with six thick straps and white; a pair of wolford white thigh-high stockings and a pair of sandal strap five inch stiletto heels, white. The ensemble is finished with a pink chemise, silky and smooth as candy. ...

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Stepmothers Sissy Schoolboy

One-Handed Reading: A Step-mother's Sissy School-boy This is a one-sided conversation between an (evil?) step-mother and her delinquent step-son. ------------------------------------------ Author's Note: This is not some attempt at a Pulitzer, or to make some earth shattering literary statement. Nope. If you are looking for deep characterization or nuanced subplots, move on. This tale is not for you. I love exploring verbal humiliation alongside being dressed. This is what I call...

2 years ago
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How I Became a Simpering Sissy Slut Part 1

How I Became A Simpering Sissy Slut Part 1 I had been a closet crossdresser for most of my life. Ever since the first time I had stolen a pair of my mother's panties and jerked off with them I became obsessed with female clothing. I loved it all, panties, skirts, blouses, dresses, heels, the more girlie the better. Satin items were my favorite! I just loved the feeling the soft, silky material sliding across my skin. By the time I was 18, I had a whole chest filled with female...

4 years ago
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Hypno sissy slut

It took a while to get a sense of reality. First my sight: blurry and hazy like my mind, light streamed through the window, bouncing off the soft white covers I was lain on. I blinked, shaking the hair that was covering my eyes, trying to see my surroundings. A largre screen TV was in front of me. I twisted my head left, and right, trying to take in the room. The room was made up of mirrors, and a blonde girl was in the centre, pillows underneath her stomach, arms and feet padlocked to the bed....

3 years ago
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The White Sissy Slave Society A Walk into Sissyhood

The White Sissy Slave Society: Sold into Sissyhood By Meeah Soo They were standing in a small group, drinking beer, smoking, and laughing. I could hear the rap music thumping aggressively from their boom-box. I could see them watching our car. It was late, well after midnight, and this particular park was no place for a white sissy to be at this hour. I've never been a physically or mentally strong person. I'm very easily intimidated. And there I was in a tiny plaid mini and white...

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Sissy Becomes a Slut

So by this time I was a sissy with two lovers Peter and David the brothers next door. They were quiet different from each other, Peter tended to be the gentler of the two. When he fucked me, he would carress my sissy body, lick my nipples and toy with my boi clitty. When we had the house to ourselves we would make a date out of it. We would kiss on the couch and explore each others bodies, he would take me upstairs to the bedroom, I wouold suck his fabulous cock and he would then hike my legs...

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Sissy Slut for Master S

Sissy Slut for Master S. I unlocked the hotel room door and stepped inside. The suite had two single beds so I placed my overnight case on the first eager to unpack. First out was a pair of thigh high, black PVC stiletto boots. Next a pair of black fishnet stockings along with the suspender belt to hold them up. My black PVC leotard. Black shoulder length PVC gloves a recent buy and my black rubber hood. The final item to make me look like a complete slut was my take tits! Bondage...

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Sissy Erotica Slut at the Truck Stop

A Night to Remember He loved being a sissy slut. He used to cruise truck stops, feeling the manly musk of sweaty truck drivers and other passengers. This old sissy slut would cruise the truck stop and check out who’s interested in getting their dick sucked in the bathroom, and then right there on the parking lot, he’d suck someone’s hard dick like there’s no tomorrow. He also loved to visit the cruising spots and public restrooms – they’d give him the much-needed pleasure. It was a nonstop fuck...

2 years ago
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Sissy Boy chapter 1

I'm often asked where I get my ideas from. You might observe that my sister appears in some of my stories and it is she that created my submissiveness and the cross dressing 'illness' within me. Most of my stories come about from experiences, 'adventures' that occurred through my life by the foolish cross dressing need she instilled within me. Many of my stories are therefore based on those happenings. There is a cross over between fantasy and reality of course, whilst the framework is...

3 years ago
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Caught and made into a sissy slut

It was for real this time. No fantasy. Reality. I was dressed up in red: fishnet stockings, g-string, and a babydoll. I was wearing a metal chastity cage that was pulling my clit down, and it was a clit, it only half filled the cage. I had a new cock too - a black face dildo which was double-ended. In my new role, I had to jerk it as I was fucked in my pussy and I was being fucked. She had fucked me so hard that I was completely submissive to her, sucking on my gag with wild abandon, a true...

2 years ago
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Sissy the Redhead Making of a Slut Part I

Introduction: I have many more chapters to come–each increasing in dirtiness, variety, and taboo. Sissy the Redhead: The Making of a Slut Part I She was out mowing the lawn again. That little red head across the street. She was probably thirteen or so. Maybe fourteen, and she had long thick curls of deep red hair. The kind that looks dyed, but isnt. Her titties were just coming in, but they were coming fast. She must be pushing a B cup by now, only she wasnt wearing a bra that day, just a...

3 years ago
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How I Became A Simpering Sissy Slut Part 2

Author's note: Thanks for all the positive reviews Lady's, Men, and Gurls! It fills me with joy to see that people enjoy my little twisted tale so far, and it makes my clitty hard just thinking about the fact that someone somewhere has wanked to something that I have created. Without further delay here comes part 2! How I Became A Simpering Sissy Slut Part 2 When I woke up I was in a large 4-post bed covered by luxurious pink satin sheets. My head was pounding so hard it...

2 years ago
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Sissy boy cuckold

Sitting upstairs in the bedroom, I grabbed my laptop and sent my husband an email. It read simply "go upstairs, clothes on the bed". I knew he wanted me to take control in the bedroom and although I wasnt entirely confident I could do this as well as he would like I had decided to give it a try. Tony was still at work and wasnt due to arrive home for another thirty minutes or so leaving me time to get my last minute preparations ready.Arriving home to a dark and quiet house Tony went straight...

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Sissy Boy BBC Contract

I, Keri Pinkpanty agrees to the following rules, and will adhere to them faithfully:I will submit my mind, body and soul fully to Big Black Cocks (BBC) as often as possible from now on and for the rest of my life in all of the following ways, as well as those not listed.1. I am no longer dressing for myself. I am no longer dressing for my gender. I am no longer dressing to pass as a woman as most sissy boys are prone to do. I am dressing for other men, Black men. I am dressing to attract and...

3 years ago
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Sissy Slut Training Rules

There are a few things a Sissy must understand in order to attract, and then keep, her Man. Let’s look at them, these Sissy Rules.1. Men are superior to you. This is rule number one for good reason: it is a simple statement of fact. It’s so important that many questions that a potential Sissy may have can simply be answered with reference to this rule. And from this point on, references to real Men will start with a capital letter. So great is the level of superiority of a Man over a Sissy,...

4 years ago
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My Girlfriend madd Me a Sissy Part3

Here's the 3rd part of my story, I hope I didn't make you guys wait toolong. Hope you enjoy, its best read one handed ;-)My Girlfriend Made Me a Sissy - Part 3-------------------------------------------------I lay on Jess' bed waiting for her and wondering what would happen forages. She was in another room getting ready for her new lover, I wasalready dressed up. Pale blue, see through panties and matching bra, ashort black skirt and a blue vest top. With my make up done to show off mypretty...

4 years ago
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Sissy Slut

Sissy Slut by [email protected] ? I was naked and kneeling in the corner of the room furthest from the door. My head was bowed and my forehead touched the floor. I was shivering in anticipation because I had been that way for what I guessed to be more than half an hour, although it is hard to tell in such circumstances. Finally I heard the door open and the sound of stiletto heels on the painted concrete floor. They came towards me but I did not dare to look up. I knew that to do so would be...

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