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Husbands Humiliation
Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
couldn't stand up without showing myself. The poor man didn't even get a tip because he left the meter running till I stepped out. During the time I spent waiting for my erection to shrink, the meter ate up all the money Mistress had given me for the ride - she liked to make sure I couldn't go anywhere she didn't sanction, so she often gave me exact change and then just enough to leave a small tip. Of course, the guy got a pretty good tip in the way I let him look down my dress as I pretended to search for my keys. You know, there was one other insidious aspect to this whole thing that never occurred to me until much later. Not only was I constantly reminded of my new feminine state and my lost manhood that wanted to reassert itself, I soon began to resent my penis for all the trouble and humiliation it caused me. When it shot up during my dealings with Master Todd, I actually wished it would go away! Over time though, it got erect less and less and it seem to be getting smaller. I was sure it was just my imagination, but it certainly scared me for a while! In an odd way though, I almost felt relieved! Things had really changed for me. It's hard to imagine what it was like unless you've been there and not too many people have been there - at least until recently (more later). In some ways, I felt like I lived in a prison. In some ways prison paled in comparison. Prison cuts you off from the outside world, but it still allows you to remain mostly yourself. My prison was ...