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Revenge on a Tranny
My relationship with my partner Julie had been strained over the last twoof our ten years together. For a period of six months we?d stopped having sex.I thought she might leave me but I figured that if she was going to find anotherwoman then there was nothing I could do about it and besides, I had a womanor two I knew I could fall back on for affection if I ever found the need.I was a good lover, but there seemed to be something that Julie needed sexuallythat I couldn?t solve.
What I wasn?t prepared for was Julie falling for a preoperative transexualwho identified as a lesbian. I don?t like men dressing up as women. I cannotstand men who believe they actually are women. But this bitch, Katie, broughtout the absolute worst in me. He was over six feet tall and yet passed in societyperfectly, not just as a woman, but as a lesbian. Unlike any other tranny I?dever known, he never wore dresses, skirts or high-heels. He wore a minimumamount of make-up and kept his hair short, but feminine.
One annoying aspect of Katie was that he also never wore a bra. And to thecredit of hormone therapy, he had absolutely beautiful, albeit smallish breasts.His ass was equally feminine, and had actually become larger and rounder inproportion than most of the women I know. With his pretty tits and fat, girlishass, combined with his inordinately small hands and feet, Katie made out wellimagining himself a woman. He even became accepted by some of the more naivemembers of the vast lesbian community in the city.
My own clan of lesbian-separatist friends had issues from the first time wesaw him in our local bar. I mean, he could have just passed as one of us, buthe had the nerve to flaunt his differences. After he'd had a few drinks himhe?d often boast about the ?advantages? he felt he had over genetic women.He loved pointing out that his little tits were ?as perky and firm as an 18year-old?s breasts.
Ok, so I was fine to find him an asshole and otherwise live and let live.That was until Julie disappeared on me for a weekend and returned sheepishlyon a Monday morning. to find all of her things packed up and on the front porch.Julie makes enough money to contribute to my sizeable income, but not enoughto be able to venture out on her own. She cried as I told her we were throughand that she had to leave my house immediately. But, sigh, I love her, andtold her I?d consider giving her another chance only if she told me where shehad been and what she had been doing. I was hardly prepared for what I heard.
Julie had apparently been having an affair with Katie for months and she claimedthat she had actually fallen in love with ?her.? She had spent the entire weekendat his apartment and had slept with him the entire time. Again, it was a shockand I said we could not continue as a couple. I told her there was NO way Icould ever have sex with her again knowing a dick had been inside her. Butshe insisted that years of hormone therapy had reduced Katie?s already smallpenis into complete uselessness. She said that Katie had only given her oralsex and fulfilled her life long-fantasy of being TIED-UP and CONTROLLED. Myshock turned to utter disbelief. I had never sensed a wisp of submission inmy partner of ten years. Why hadn?t she trusted me with this fantasy? I can?tgo into the details she told me for fear of getting so angry I?d snuff Katie.I enjoy his torment too much.
I convinced Julie in no time who it was she should be submitting to...ME!In no time I had her so ripe for ruin via blackmail she had no choice but toobey my every wish. Foremost, this meant helping me get my revenge on the transvestitewho?d slept with my woman. That Julie actually had fallen in love with himonly fueled my need for vengeance. Even as I began to dominate her life, Juliewould at times protest my calling him a transvestite, saying, ?She?s just awoman with a penis.? So during one B&D session when I had her tied up,frustrated and dying to cum, I wrote an entire list of rules we would haveregarding ?Katie.? Top of the list was she had to henceforth refer to him eitherwith male pronouns or ?it?. The name Katie was forbidden for her to use unlessit was followed by the words, ?the fat-assed transvestite with the microscopicdick.? I like it so much when I heard it I added the rule that she MUST usethat phrase at least ten times per day...and at least twice per day to otherpeople who knew him. The more I thought about how I would revenge myself, thehornier I got. And the hornier I got, the more fun I had dominating Julie.After fucking her to multiple orgasms that night I locked her into a chastitybelt and informed her she would stay in it until I was positive she would neveragain desire ?Katie the fat-assed transvestite with the minuscule dick.?
The following morning I had Julie call in to her job at the grocery storeand quit. Then came the fun part. I masturbated furiously as I listened inon her call to him to break off the affair. My, he sounded even more like agirl when he cried. The bitch-man seemed to really love her. I had an orgasminstantly when she told him she could never really love a transvestite. Hesounded so shocked and kept asking her why she had changed so much over thecourse of a week. As hoped, he begged her for one last chance to see her. Sheagreed to meet him at the lesbian bar that Friday night. I was so excited overthe call and hearing him cry I immediately tied Julie up and rode her faceto a dozen orgasms. I left her tied up as I began making arrangements for thesurprise party I had in store for him.
By Friday, Julie was so sexually frustrated, all she wanted to do was pleaseme and she did as she was told. Katie showed up, as usual, the pink femininenipple of his uncovered tits clearly visible through the sheer blouse he wore;khaki dress pants and sensible butchy shoes completed his look. Julie ordereda soda while Katie knocked down Margarita after Margarita. Julie kept on leadinghim to thinking there might be some hope of continuing their affair ?if theykept talking. The bar was filling up...with my friends. I made sure this wasa night when my best friend, Dana was running the bar. She?s slipped a date-rapedrug into his third drink and after his fifth, he was wobbly. He excused himselfto Julie and headed into the Ladies room to pee. Dana turned the music in thebar up louder as me and four of the biggest meanest dykes I?ve ever known followedhim seconds later. Dana locked the door from the outside.
Katie was just pulling down his pants when I pulled the door of the stallopen. With the drinks and the drug he had no chance. I grabbed him by the hairas my friends pulled his unsteady feet out from under him. In seconds flatthey had removed his clothes from the waste down. He was too busy trying tofend me off as I scratched at his face and eyes to even try to fight them.That is until Danielle, a six-foot body builder grabbed his balls and begansqueezing with all of her might. As his hands reached for his little memberI ripped off his blouse and began clawing into his tits with my nails. ?O mygosh? exclaimed Toni, a transvestite-hating butch. ?She wears boxer shorts.He really does think she?s a dyke.? she said laughing. Thirty seconds laterKatie was on his back naked on the dirty bathroom floor. His hands tied tothe pipe of the sink. His cheeks and his tits were bleeding from the work mynails had done. Katie moaned about the pain he was in and his need to pee.Two of the girls lifted his legs up so his little dick, which we were howlingin laugher over, was above his face. I said ?Pee away asshole? He protestedand Toni squeezed his balls. ?You have 10 seconds to start pissing or I?m goingto fist fuck your ass without any lube,? I said as I thrust three dry fingershard into his fat asshole. Crying now he began pissing on his own ugly face. ?Drinkit? I insisted thrusting in and out of his ?pussy? He opened his mouth catchingsome of the smelly liquid as the rest splashed off of his face. I took thepair of Julie?s worn panties I?d brought and mopped up the floor with them.Then I stuffed them in his mouth and secured them there with duct tape.. Thefive of us then proceeded to have a testicle-kicking contest. We each tookfive good no-holds barred kicks. The entire time we took our turns, the otherspunched and mauled his tits.
Danielle and Toni had a contest to see who could pull off a nipple. The tuggedwith all their might for about five minutes, twisting them all the while. Afterthe25 kicks to his dick and about 100 punches on his tits, we stopped to noticehe had passed out. I pulled down my pants and pissed on his hair and face torevive him. Then I bitch-slapped him a dozen or so times just to make sure.. We slipped six-inch red ?fuck-me? heels with ankle straps onto his feet andstood him up. The fat-assed bitch had trouble standing so my friends held himup while I went to work w/ a bright red marking pen. On his stomach I wrotein 2-inch high letters, ?Little Miss Useless? and then made an arrow that pointeddown to his three-inch skinny limp dick. Above his tits, I wrote ?Please punishthese pitiful excuses for breasts?, again with arrows pointing to each scratched,swollen tit. On his back I wrote, ?Fuck my FAT transvestite ass? again witharrow. On one fat ass cheek went the words ?Kick me? on the other ?Abuse me? onthe other.. Then we tied a noisy bell to his tender balls and as a finishingtough, we each grabbed a handful f ice and held it to Katie?s little dick andballs for several minutes until it had shriveled to one-third it?s alreadylaughable size.
I knocked once on the door and heard it unlock from the outside. I kickedKatie in his fat ass out the door back into the bar. I had taken care to makesure his friends or sympathizers were somewhere else tonight. The Dykes thatwere there were anything but sympatric as Katie stumbled out naked except forin his high heels and the bell ringing attention to her tiny dick.. Woman afterwoman stopped his progress to laugh at him, spit in his piss-soaked face oron his tits or tiny little manhood. One slapped his face back and forth tellinghim not to ever again dare to use a women?s room, which gave me an id for hisfuture. Others read his body advertisements out loud choking with laughter.Others joined me in kicking his ass, remarking on how fat it was. (Julie haddisclosed that he was very self-conscious about the fact that the hormone therapyhad blown his ass up much more than he would have liked.). One smallish littlebutch read the words above his tits and began taking violent swings at histitties with a pool stick. Katie screamed though the piss-soaked panties stillin his mouth. We led him to the center of the bar and bent him over the pooltable. the petite butch began whacking his fat ass cheeks and the back of histhighs with the stick . Then, without warning she screamed, ?Sure I?ll fuckyour fat ass you fucking freak.? She then fucked him fast and furious withthe thick end of the pool stick. Finally, Julie completed her duty by goingup to him as he sobbed like a sissy and told him, ?Katie, you are a fat-assedtransvestite with a minuscule dick and you deserve whatever my wonderful MistressDonna has in store for you,? I kicked him out the exit and the five of us whohad kicked his ass in the bathroom shoved him into the back of my SUV. Katiepassed out on the ride back home.
I woke him up in the morning by throwing a cup of piss on his face. Then Igrabbed each black and blue little tit and squeezed them hard. ?Good morningKatie,? I sneered. ?Welcome to transdyke hell.? He had referred to himselfto some others as ?transdyke?, which was why I used it. He was tied spreadeagled-to a four post bed in our basement.
?Forget about women you freak.. You want to be a lesbian? Well you can?t asshole!.But I am going to let you be a transvestite. And since that IS what you are,you are going to start acting like one. In fact, I?m going to make you intoa freak that I can enjoy.?
?This is your new home,? I continued. I knew he had no really close friends,and that his family had disowned him when he changed his name and started pretendingto be a woman. He did have one other longer-term lover who was out of townfor a few weeks and I planned on dealing with her at some point in the future.Thus, it was easy to take his keys and clear out his modest apartment. Findingpictures of Julie everywhere only added to my desire to torture and humiliateshim for the rest of his life.
?I am donating all of your clothes and possessions to charity Katie. You ownnothing now. You will call and quit your job this morning or I will dump younaked with your advertisements in the worst part of the city and you?ll neverbe heard from by anyone again.
As you know, I?m a doctor and thus can write prescriptions. I?m going to bemultiplying your hormone regiment times ten. To make you even weaker than youare, and to se if we can get those tits to grow some more. I know you?re worriedabout your fat ass getting fatter. Hey, you?re the one that wanted to lookfemale baby and I?m going to help...only I'll make certain that nobody thinksyou?re a REAL woman.? I going to start you on a high-fat 10,000 calorie a daydiet. I?ll put you on an exercise regiment that will keep it off your wasteand send it all to tour ass hips and thighs. I?m going to have so much funhelping you become a girly-man.?
I then told him to shower and come out w/in 20 minutes without any hair onhis crotch. Otherwise, he was hairless due to years of electrolysis. I madea mental note that we?d do the same to his pubic and prick hairs.
Poor Katie sure walked funny this morning.
When he emerged I had him lay flat on his stomach on the carpet and I orderedhim to get my foot into his mouth while I explained a little bit about thenew rules for his new life.
?First of all, you will never again wear a pair of pants, boxers, or sensibleshoes.? Women wearthose things, not transvestites and you are not a woman,you are a just a pitiful excuse for a man. In your closet you will find anassortment of out-of-date skirts and dresses. All of them are extremely short.Since you are tall you will wear nothing less than five-inch heels. I wantto draw as much attention to you as possible. Everyone knows only a transvestitewould wear high heels at your height. False eyelashes, an obvious wig, excessivemake-up, including the reddest cocksucking lipstick will be a part of yourdaily dress. Pantyhose, except for special occasions will be mandatory. I willlie out a pair for you every morning. And I will make sure they clash withwhatever else you wear. I want to draw as much attention to you as possible.Oh, and no panties. Since your skirts are so short, and the pantyhose are allsheer, I want you to be conscious at all times that if you bend the wrong wayor walk up stairs, people will be able to see your little dick and your fat-ass.
Enough foot-sucking for now Katie. Let?s get you dressed so I can take youto get you a proper pedicure and some long red slutty nails. There?s a placeinside the busiest mall in the city. Then we?re going to get you some collagenshot into your lips so they just scream to men ?fuck my mouth.?
I then layer out his clothes for today. He was crying again and begging whenI returned to find him dressed. The pink wool sweater skirt barely coveredhis fat-ass and slung to it as tightly as a glove. He was size 10-12 and theskirt was a 6. It clashed wonderfully with the slut-red seemed pantyhose hewas wearing and the 6 inch white heels with ankle straps. The low cut whiteand blue patterned blouse revealed parts of the hot-pink bra straps.
?Don?t fret about the bra Katie,? I said You only have to wear them now becauseI?m worried if someone saw that your breast were real they might just mistakeyou for a real woman.? With that I began stuffing lots of toilet paper intohis bra cups till I was satisfied that it was obvious they were stuffed withsomething other than flesh. ?Hopefully, the massive increase in your estrogenlevels you?ll be undergoing will increase the size of those pitiful small b-cupsto something large enough that it won?t be comfortable or flattering enoughthat you?d want to go without a bra...maybe then I?ll forbid you to wear them.
Then I sat him down and did his make-up, including false eyelashes sp longa drag queen would be embarrassed to wear them. I overdid the blush, eyelinerand blue eye shadow. A long blonde wig over his short brown her completed thetransformation butchy transdyke into tasteless transvestite. I put tacky fakepearl clip-on earrings and a matching necklace and bracelets. I even founda tacky anklet of fake pearls and placed them over his red nylons.
We?ll get your nipples, dick, nose and ears pierced. I?m also going to haveyour tongue pierced and put four or five round studs in it. It will make thedicks you?re going to be constantly sucking enjoy the experience so much themore.?
I stood him up and looked him over. I reached under the shirt and felt histiny dick was tucked between his legs. I reached into his pantyhose and pulledit up in the front then smoothed the tight shirt over it. Now anyone who lookedcould see a perfect outline of his tiny dick and the little bulge from hisuseless balls.
?No more tucking Katie, ? I warned him with a hard slap. You tried to trickeveryone before. No more my tasteless cross-dresser. You should be thankingme Katie. You were trying to be what you are not and I?m going to be so veryhelpful in helping you be what you are.?
After giving him a bulky tan purse and running my nail down the front hisleft leg to create a nasty looking run in his red seemed pantyhose I determinedhe was ready for the trip.
On the way all I could think about was ways I could hurt and humiliate him.The trip to the mall went wonderfully. Absolutely every single head we passedturned and smirked commented or burst into laughter. I made him walk five feetbehind me at all times. I stopped only to yell at him to start swishing thatfat ass from side to side, lick his lips and blink his eyelashes more likea transvestite prostitute.
I had his toenails painted slut red and got him long acrylic nails of thesame hue. I got him new Kim Bassinger quality lips. Pierced each ear in fourdiffent places. Pierced his nipples, and the head of his penis. That reallygave him something to cry about. A few days later we returned to get the studsput in his tongue and I had a special ring w/ a little bell attached put throughhis pierced transvestite clit.
I decided he wasn?t even a man, although certainly not a woman, so I decidedthat he should refer to his dick henceforth as a transvestite clit and hisbreasts as transvestite titties.
On the forth morning of his new life I introduced an additional set of rules,that began with a ritual that would be performed first thing every morning.Rather than a standard French maid?s outfit, I decided his cleaning and servinguniforms should be uniquely humiliating. I purchased him a dozen differentcolor body stockings and cut out the ass and the breasts so both would be bare.I did the same for his trannie clit. He was given a pair of seven inch redheels with ankle straps and little padlocks. Each morning henceforth he hadto dress in his body stocking and heels and come into our bedroom and wake-upJulie and I the following way every morning.
?Goddess Donna and her slave girl Julie, it is I, Katie the cocksucking, fat-assedtransvestite here to awake you.? He then had to crawl on his knees to a nightstandthat I kept an old shoe of mine. He must then kiss the shoe and state, I amunworthy of your wonderful presence, so allow me, to punish myself for beingin your life.
?I?m whipping my pitiful little transvestite titties? he had to announce loudly.Then would take the small whip on the stand and whip them himself until I decidedthey were marked and sore enough.
?I?m whipping my laughable little transvestite clit? and perform the sameritual until I was satisfied.
?I?m putting in the butt plug in my hideously fat ass? and he would insertthe thick plug, which was lubricated, into his tight hole.?
?Now that I?m dressed and punished like the male-whore that I am, how canI best serve you now Goddess Donna?
And so his days would start. And of course I videotaped every humiliatingthing that he did.
Other rules included hat he was never ever to touch his fat-ass, his pitifullittle tits, or his transvestite clit except to wash in the shower. And I kepta video cameras throughout the house to make certain there were no transgressions.It was understood that I owned his body and the only thing he owned were hishumiliating outfits, his high-heeled shoes and boots, and his make-up, perfumesand other feminine accessories. .
On his sixth night I had very special plans for him. I invited the women whohad helped me kick his fat-ass in the bar over for drinks. Katie served usall night as we twisted his nipples, slapped his face, verbally abused himand paddled and whipped his fat ass. After all of us, including Julie werefeeling intoxicated, that?s when the real fun began.
I sent Katie to his room to change into his most feminine outfit, which wasa pink corset that sucked in his already thin waist, and pushed up his tittiesand made his fat ass look even more inviting. Pink seemed stockings, attachedto a pink garter belt and pink six-inch stilettos completed the outfit. Whenhe returned to our gathering, we put him in bondage. He was bent over a flatcounter and we put a collar on his neck and secured his wrists behind his backin cuffs and attached those cuffs to his collar then secured his ankles withcuffs after spreading his legs. Now his mouth, his titties, his fat-ass andhis tranny-clit were all easily accessible,
I have a huge family with endless connections. It had taken me close to aweek to line up the guys, but they arrived in mass right on time. In mass indeed!My brother sure new everyone. 32 men entered into the house. Julie looked uneasyand I went over and deeply kissed her and said, ?This is for you Julie.?
And this was indeed the mother of all rapes. These guys were leather men whodidn?t particularly like transvestites either. As requested, they hurt himphysically and emotionally before they began taking turns in his holes. Theyattached weights to his balls and had a paddling contest. The entire time theywere paddling his fat-ass they kept calling him ?lard-ass and one suggestedtattooing, ?Danger oversized load? above it...which I decided I would do oneday. Another couple of guys began torturing his titties and laughing abouthow small and ugly they were. They referred to him as ?she? which was ok withme, but mostly they used words like cunt, bitch and sissy.
Then the fucking began. Katie lost his virginity to the best hung of the groupand I mean he was HUGE! And while he was fucking Kati?s ass he kept pullingon a leash he had attached to her balls.
Yes, HER balls, one of the guys convinced me it would be a good thing to referto HER balls and HER dick and HER Fat ASS while saying HIS tits. I liked theoxymorons for this trannie moron.
After he shot his load into her fat ass, he immediately went around to hisface demanding, ?You dirtied it bitch, now you clean it, and without hesitationbegan fucking her mouth. Immediately the next man entered her ass. There wasa dick in her asss and mouth for the next 20 hours. The girls went home andI took Julie to bed on two occasions during the process. The guys were wiredon some sort of stimulant and seemed to be indefatigable They trained Katiequick. After an hour they had taught him to beg to clean off their dicks withhis mouth, in between dicks, which were short periods of time indeed. Wheneach guy had cum at least twice, they finally thanked me and took their leave.
Katie was an absolute mess. His face was caked with cum. His tits were soblack and blue I didn?t think they would ever heal, not that I cared. Everytime someone was fucking her mouth they found ways to abuse his titties. Herfat ass was likewise covered in cum and cum leaked from her now gaping ?love-hole ?likea dripping faucet. Her ass was even more black and blue than his tits. Whenfucking her fat ass, the men had abused her trannie-clit. They had pulled it,squeezed it, held ice to it, applied heat crème on it, scratched itand most of all, joked abut it. I couldn?t believe all the insults these guysknew.
Katie was now broken. No, I didn?t feel sorry for him. I just wondered howI could top this one...as I continued thinking, I put on a pair of rubber dishgloves I walked up behind him, lubed up my right hand with some residual cumand fist fucked her fat-ass while I held a handful of ice to her balls.
To be continued.
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