Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Miss Anna began making regular visits to her new toy. Sometimes he would be her sissy, other days her latex gimp. During the day, he was a smoking hot gentleman that women would simply swoon over, and she took much pride and joy knowing that she could abuse him every night.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
They come to my apartment, crawling with their money and their sad, empty eyes. They want to be nothing. And I am good at making them nothing. When my heels click on the polished floor, it is a quick, clean sound. Like a tiny whip. I wear black, always. Black is serious. Black is power. My red lipstick is the only color. It is like a stain, a mark, on a clean sheet.
Today, it is a man named Mark. He sits on my velvet couch. This man is too big for it, so his shoulders are hunched. He looks like a little lost, but he is old. Pathetic. He avoids my gaze. Good. He knows his place. “You are early,” I say. My voice is not loud, but it is like ice. “Did I say you could be early? No.”
Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
“I’m going to fuck your cock with my cock, James.”
James’s whole body tingled as his Boss stroked his cock and allowed the slick, velvety head of her shecock to tease the tip of his cockhead. He was so overwhelmed by the sensation that it took a moment for her words to sink in. She didn’t say she was going to fuck his mouth like he’d hoped, nor did she say she would fuck his ass, which he was worried about. No, she’d said she was going to fuck his cock? “H-how is that possible?” He questioned her and felt her grip grow tighter on his base.
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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
“Miss Zoey, can you make me a butt cake?” My little sissy girl asked me one day at my sissy daycare. “What are you talking about?” I asked. She took out a pencil and a little pad of paper and wrote “bukkake” and then turned the pad around to show me. “See, butt cake!” She proudly pronounced. “Well first, it’s pronounced bukkake. But it’s a very special kind of cake. You’d have to help me make it.” I told her. Her little sissy eyes lit up and she nodded excitedly. “I’d love to help you make bukkake, Miss Zoey!” She shouted and bounced up and down on her toes. Continue reading “Sissy Baby’s First Bukkake Adventure”
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
Tami begged Mommy to go trick or Treating. Little did this naughty, filthy baby girl know that Mommy Anna had a surprise for her: A Halloween Costume any Sissy baby would flip out for: a Firlly, Fushia Pink Unicorn with a rainbow skirt. Tami squealed with glee and ran to try it on piece by piece. Mommy put hot pink extensions in her hair and gave her matching sparkly shoes.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
This year’s Halloween party was going to be unforgettable. I’d planned it carefully, picking the perfect theme and costumes for me and my sissy. I combed through his wardrobe, picking out a skimpy latex mini-dress and thigh-high stilettos. I styled his hair in a messy, sex-kitten updo and applied a bold red lip. My sissy’s curves looked heavenly in that little number. I thought he was the perfect slut for our soiree.
Once he was all dolled up, I set to work on my own look. I opted for a vampy witch costume, black lace and leather, with a strategically placed cutout that showed just a hint of cleavage. We were both going for a wickedly sexy aesthetic, perfect for a night of debauchery.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
As I sat in the dark room, I wondered why I agreed to participate in the Beckett’s Haunted Mansion. There was a thunderstorm outside. So lightning would light up the room periodically. When it did, I couldn’t help but get scared of my own reflection in the mirror. The Raggedy Ann costume looked so demented. As did all of the hundreds of dolls around the room. I sat in a corner trembling as I heard screams from the other rooms. I was to blend in with all of the other dolls then pop out and scare them. But when I heard the door open, I froze. I heard men’s voices. They were laughing and talking about how they’ve always wanted to fuck a doll. I remembered reading about agalmatophilia. Then they walked right up to me. One turned on the flashlight on their phone and shined it right on me. He started touching me and telling the other guys that I was so realistic. Then they started touching me as well. I was too scared to move. Luckily, he put the phone down, so I was able to blink and breathe. But then they began groping me.
Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322
Brian knew. He’d forgotten himself, let a task slip in a moment of defiance, and now…now he would have no choice but to remember his place. My place. A slow, predacious smile touched my lips, unseen by him, but surely felt in the sudden tension that stiffened his spine.
“Brian,” I purred. “Did you truly believe, even for a moment, that I would tolerate such…well…nonsense?” He remained silent. Good. Fear, respect, anticipation – all blended into a potent melange. My gaze swept over him, from the dark hair falling into his eyes to the vulnerable curve of his neck. This was where he belonged: at my mercy, awaiting my command.
Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
As the moon cast an eerie glow on my dorm room, I couldn’t shake the thrill that coursed through my veins. It was the weekend before Halloween, and I found myself craving a certain type of excitement. The kind that only and older man could bring me.
I spent hours getting ready, my heart racing with anticipation. My brown eyes sparked as I painted my lips a deep, crimson red. I slipped into a black lace bra and thong, the fabric barely containing my perky breasts and pert ass. A sheer, ruffly skirt hugged my hips, and I added a pair of thigh-high stockings and stiletto heels to complete the sultry look.
Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462
He looked up at me from his knees in front of me. I reached out and stroked his cheek reassuringly. “Now, I know it’s your first time, darling.” I told him as I stood towering over him dominantly. “But it won’t hurt too much. Just a little sting with the initial prick. Then a lovely feeling of fullness.” I explained to him. He still looked nervous and apprehensive. But he still looked up at me trustingly and replied, “Yes Mistress.” Then he leaned in and kissed the tip of the strapon cock that jutted out in front of me. His eyes turned up submissively. “Please give me my first pegging, Mistress.”
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