1. Chapter 10 Chrissie licks mommy clean again and ag


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    weekends off to spend with mommy in my house but I was ambivalent about her working with me as a hooker. I wondered how it would affect my relationship with Kate, the matron of the house. I was beginning to develop a somewhat friendly rapport with her and I worried about what she would think of my mother becoming a working girl. I also had a vague dread about the transaction I had with Tracie and her interest in my life with Helen. Nothing good would come of that except me getting twice the dose of hormones weekly. My addiction to oestrogen and the other mix of hormones that were shot into me was both physical and mental and I was as hooked as any crack whore. I couldn't envision ever coming off them and couldn't imagine why I would want to. Now I had taken things further. Illicitly going behind Helen's back and paying a sworn enemy of her for a further dose was a stupid thing to do, but I couldn't stop myself. I needed the morning rushes that brought such pleasure to me. I found out during the last two days how much more enjoyable the sex I was having multiple times a day was when the hot rushes heated my body and brought on wave after wave of emotions, making me feel more submissive than I ever felt in my life. My moans and writhing body did something to the men that used me. They felt more dominant and free to take what they wanted with a passion that they could never find with the real women who worked in the house as prostitutes. The looks they gave me when they ...
    hurriedly dressed after they had spent their seed in me were superior to the point of being almost contemptuous, but also conveyed the impression that they would be back very soon to use me again. They tossed their £20 notes on the bed not just to tip me but to show that the money they paid the house meant nothing to them, like tipping a railway porter a few schillings meant nothing to the rich Victorians who viewed commoners with contempt. To them I had just been a cheap pleasure to break up their day. I revelled in the degradation of the transaction. Lost in thought I barely heard Helen and mommy come in the kitchen and looked up with shock, terrified that I hadn't heard the little brass bell that was supposed to summon me. I kept my gaze low carefully following the instructions I was given to never meet my superior's gaze unless requested to do so. Helen and mommy were two beautiful and charismatic women. In the presence of both of them I felt diminished, even slighter and more petite than I was. &#034We are going out for dinner and may come home quite late,&#034 said Helen with a sharp voice. &#034You can prepare yourself something for your dinner and then you are to go straight to bed.&#034 I didn't think an order needed a reply so I just nodded my head in assent and quickly hurried to the foyer to open the door for them. They left arm in arm laughing and talking. I went back into the kitchen made myself a sandwich and hurried off to bed as instructed. The dreams I had were ...
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