1. Trust


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

    relax, and let her do the kissing while I responded. I think we sealed some sort of bargain in that kiss, too. Or maybe I just agreed to something. I don't know. She broke the kiss, and pulled my arm out where she could see it. &#034Seven,&#034 she whispered. &#034Oh, God!&#034 I felt ashamed of myself. &#034Y-you don't understand. I can... it hurts, sure. But I can, can stop the compulsion. The craving. And then, you know, I almost like myself.&#034 &#034You're not going to do that any more,&#034 she said, in a tone that brooked no demur. I demurred, clenching my jaw. &#034Not if I don't have to. It shouldn't take much more, I think.&#034 She was staring at me, shocked. &#034Nancy,&#034 I explained, fiercely, &#034I *hate* it! I hate wearing p-p-pa-p...&#034 I clenched my jaw. Damn word. &#034I hate dressing up. Even when I'm doing it, I hate it! I hate that it makes me horny when I *do* do it. But it's, like, an addiction, or something, and even though I hate it, I do it.&#034 &#034Ah!&#034 she said, softly, looking tenderly in my eyes. &#034I didn't know that. Lee, I have something to prove to you, but you'll have to come to my house.&#034 I broke the clinch, and let the suspicion show. &#034New rules?&#034 I asked. &#034I told you, I'm not going to wear any of that stuff again. That's what this is *for.&#034* &#034Same rules,&#034 she replied steadily. I started to shake my head. &#034If you don't agree,&#034 she told me, &#034I'm going to go down to the Stop'n'Rob, buy ...
    a pack of cigarettes, and do six more.&#034 She held out her wrist. &#034Why?&#034 I asked, bewildered. She smiled again, slightly, her eyes still brilliant with tears. &#034Well, if it hurts you as much as those,&#034 and she nodded toward the burns on my arm, &#034hurt me, then it should help you out even more. If pain is what you're after.&#034 &#034I... this is insane!&#034 I exploded. &#034I agree completely,&#034 she said fervently. &#034Are you coming?&#034 &#034No! Y-you wouldn't!&#034 But she *had.* She just shrugged, and knelt to gather the shirt and pants she'd dropped. I sat down abruptly, feeling the chill, and hugged my knees to my chin. &#034I don't understand!&#034 I spat, in exasperated staccato. &#034Lee,&#034 she said, softly, urgently, &#034I want you to come to my house. I want to show you something about yourself that you don't believe, and that you won't find pleasant, but that will give you a great deal of peace, once you know it. I promise you... I *promise* you that you'll understand, but I can't explain it here. You have too *many* defenses, Lee. We have to go back to the very basics.&#034 I was wavering. Stupid. I'd figured everything out, and now she was just messing up my head again. &#034I love you, Lee.&#034 Damn it! I nodded. &#034Go put on some clothes, then, all right? You'll need something to wear home.&#034 I sighed. &#034You may as well come inside, then.&#034 A thought occurred to me. &#034Oh. I don't have any p-pa... any underwear.&#034 ...
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