A Walk on the Wild Side Day Two
A Walk on the Wild Side The Second Day Sissy Jim (he had been that for just fourteen hours now but he could not help thinking of himself in that form) teetered up Van Ness Avenue. His captors had removed his neck corset and the bondage bars. He was still wearing his outlandish sissy costume and the obscenely high spike heels. After a night of servicing master after master at the Power exchange, they had freed his arms and dropped him on the street several blocks from his Holiday...