1. Trust


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    something of you yet. Three: pick up dress.&#034 Pause. &#034Umm, hands toward bed. Touch it, dummy!&#034 Intellectual supplanted by Tough Guy, or Can-Do Man. &#034This isn't working, Leeling,&#034 I muttered, sinking to the bed. &#034Maybe if you could trick yourself into it. Or, I dunno, twist your arm. Or pull your hair until you cry like a girl and abjectly humble yourself by wearing girl-stuff.&#034 Another story scene, of course, contributed by the Cynic. &#034This isn't working,&#034 I repeated, in a miserable voice. And to my horror, started to cry. &#034Stop that!&#034 I demanded angrily, but at the same time curled up into a tight defensive ball. &#034Just give it up, then,&#034 I sneered. &#034Get dressed, tell Nancy you're too *much* of a sissy to wear a dress, and leave. I'm *sure* she'll understand!&#034 That was the Cynic again, sneering with professional skill. A little voice inside, though, spoke up, a bit timidly. &#034I bet she would. Why don't you ask her?&#034 &#034Nancy?&#034 I heard myself call. Not much of a voice, that. &#034Lee? Are you all right? What are you doing? What's taking so long?&#034 She came in the door on the last question, and halted, her eyes going very wide when she caught sight of me. The Committee members, acting in concert, grabbed the tears, brutally throttled them, hog-tied them, and threw them into a cell. &#034I c-can't d-*do* it!&#034 Damn, the world's fastest escape! That's impressive, boy, the Codger told me. Just start ...
    crying. Not only does it show how macho studly tough you are, it shows how little women's clothes affect you. She waited until I managed to turn a groan into a growl and frighten the tears into submission. &#034Do you need some help with something, Lee?&#034 she asked, carefully, neutrally. Her eyes were hooded. Setting precedents, I understood later. One doesn't back down from the orders. At the moment, though, I felt cast adrift, helpless to do what I knew I *had* to do. &#034I bet that would work,&#034 said the timid little voice in my head. &#034If she helped, I mean.&#034 The Committee took a break from suppressing the weeping mutiny, and considered the idea. Yeah, okay, if I can ask. &#034C- can you help me g-get dressed?&#034 I asked, timidly. Hoo, wait! We haven't had a Committee meeting on this! That question qualifies as a policy statement, and a quorum of personality has not been convened to rule on its applicability! The timid little voice gave a timid little grin, flipped its skirts in the faces of the ponderous thinkers who usually gave me hell, and disappeared. Astonishing. The Committee of crazed personalities has been invaded by a little girl. Where'd she come from? &#034Well, of course I will, sweetie. Come on, sit up straight, and raise your arms.&#034 Okay, Tough Guy told the timid little voice, a little grimly, as I lifted a leg to step into a pair of panties that screamed 'Fetish! Fetish! Fetish!' at the top of their pink ruffled lungs, you wanna go subdue ...
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