1. An On-line Sissy Lives Her Dream


    Date: 10/6/2014, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Shemales, Author: scatpetsmaster, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    lived almost 3000 miles away, so she didn’t think he would ever really come to her home, but there it was. The message was about 3 hours old, and her sissy heart raced at the thought of what this might mean. He would see her, see her rather miserable and shabby apartment. He would talk to her directly. He would *gasp* touch her. He might even kiss her and fondle her. This last thought almost made her pass out from the rush and the anxiety, but when she had collected herself, she began to go over what they had only talked about “hypothetically,” or so she thought. What if he wanted her to leave with him? What did he mean by “…coming for you?” She absently began packing a few things, girly things, into a small suitcase and changed from her daytime male-boyish appearance into her usual girly evening/weekend wear – this time a pink thong, a short pink dress with white polka dots and white thigh-high stockings with little Mary Jane high heels. Very fem. It was her newest dress, and she wanted to look nice. She did her make-up and her nails, and waited. The knock on her door startled her, and she jumped up to answer it before realizing how she was dressed. Normally she would have pretended not to be home or would have asked the person to wait while she camouflaged her girly appearance, but suddenly she was at the door and opening it, and Sir was there. He was about 6 feet tall with an athletic build, good shoulders and slim hips, dark hair and eyes that seemed to look through her ...
    into her soul. “Slut,” he said, by way of a greeting as he stepped in without being asked, as if he owned the place. “I’m glad you’re already dressed. You have 10 minutes to get what you need, and we’re leaving.” He remained standing, walking slowly around her small place, checking out her possessions while he watched her scurry around to grab what else she thought she would need. She didn’t even ask him where they were going or if there were certain things she should bring. She had simply swallowed hard and said, “Yes, Sir,” meekly, in response to his order. That was several months ago. Sir had taken her aboard a commercial flight, dressed as a girl, to his home on the east coast. He had sent her the note en route, and he was only about two hours from her apartment when she read it. At first she was almost petrified to leave the apartment dressed as a girl. This was only something she had done in her dreams, never in reality, but Sir practically dragged her sissy ass out to the cab and into the airport. She was certain that most people looking at her knew she was cross-dressed, and the humiliation made her little clitty swell causing a noticeable bump in the front of her dress, but Sir didn’t seem to care. The trip had gone quickly (a red-eye, so most people were sl**ping), and April’s clit kept getting hard during the flight, especially when Sir would put his hand on her thigh. They arrived at Sir’s home by mid-morning the next day. It was a large house in the suburbs, and ...
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