1. Heather's Sissy


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    time, I felt my temperature rising in a sudden unexpected surge of anger. It was so frustrating! I had made her my wife and then she had turned the tables on me, turning me into her helpless sissy baby, making me sl**p in another room, and denying me any means of satisfaction. The unfairness of it all burned inside me like a smoldering flame. I stomped my feet in anger, balling my fists as I felt my face flushing with rage. 'What's the matter, Sissykins?' Julie asked sweetly, 'Do you want your baby bottle?' 'No!' I spat back viciously. Pushing her rudely aside, I stormed out of the room, filled with angry determination. There was no way I was going to stand another minute of this insanity! I found Heather--my wife, locked in a torrid embrace with some guy I'd never seen before. He was easily over six foot, and probably two hundred and fifty pounds of bulk and muscle. With my skinny and frail physique, he looked like he could squish me like a fly. Still, I was consumed with a jealous rage that I couldn't control and I stomped into the room, yelling at the two who were oblivious of me. No doubt, Heather was confident that I had been put to bed and was out of her hair for the night. I knew I must look completely ridiculous before this man. Here I was, my pigtails tied up with two sassy pink bows, wearing a short, pink, little girl's nightey, and my thick, bulging diapers and shiny plastic panties there for all to see. I was a picture of sissy-toddler fury. Both of them stood ...
    quite a bit taller than I and I felt like I was forcing a confrontation with my parents. 'Stop it!!' I shouted hysterically in my high pitched voice. Heather broke her kiss for a moment as she looked down at me (in her heels, she's a good foot taller than I), with both shock and surprise. However, she recovered instantly, just as Julie was running out into the living room from the nursery. 'I'm so sorry!' she exclaimed apologetically, 'He just ran out before I could catch him.' Heather regarded me coldly before delivering a sound slap to my cheek that actually had me seeing stars. 'OOUCHH!!!' I cried, and her unexpected response threw me off guard. I rubbed my stinging cheek and looked up at her with a wounded expression of hurt. 'Looks like someone needs to get his bottom re-warmed,' she growled menacingly. Before I could respond, she strode over to the table where she'd left the wooden paddle from before and scooped it up, clutching it tightly in her slim hand. My heart skipped a beat and I felt an icy knot of fear turning within my stomach. For a brief moment, I considered my options and I actually gave some thought to resisting her physically. However, my knees grew weak and as I saw the angry fire burning in her eyes, my fragile will crumbled. Filled with trepidation, I felt again like a helpless c***d in her stern presence and I trembled uncertainly. Heather reached over and snatched my wrist in her iron-like grip, taking advantage of my surprise as she hauled me towards ...
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