1. Chapter 9 Chrissie gets her fix


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

    all evening. After I dressed I popped into the kitchen and f***ed down two biscuits and a cup of sweetened tea to boost my energy. When I went out to the reception area to talk to mommy Kate was behind the desk. &#034Do you know where my mother is?&#034 I asked Kate, noting that she was filling out the deposit slip and putting the cash in the bank bag instead of mommy. &#034Put your ear on that door,&#034 with a concerned look, pointing with her finger to the closed door opposite to the desk. I went to the door and put my ear on the cold door. I could hear mommy's loud moans and the sounds of Derek's orders. I could hear a slap and my mother's gasp, and then another one of her long moans. I felt unsteady on my feet as I turned to face Kate. &#034You better leave,&#034 she said. &#034I don't want Derek to pull any weird shit on you after he has finished. I won't tell your mother that you heard anything. I'll just tell her you rushed out after you were finished.&#034 I went out on the street, caught a cab to Helen's Notting Hill apartment and circled around the building, climbing up the back service stairs and going quickly to my room to change into my maid's dress, pulling my hair back into a ponytail. I slipped on the heels I was required to wear in the house and checked the time quickly. Then I climbed back down the back stairs and went outside behind the building to wait for Tracie. I didn't have to wait long. She came into the small area where the rubbish was kept in skips ...
    with a smirk on her face only made more insolent when she saw me in my uniform with my name embroidered above my left breast. She held out her hand which I filled with crumpled £20 notes that I had collected in tips that day. She counted out the £200, smoothed the notes out and put them in her handbag. &#034Now pull your tights and panties down and bend over,&#034 she commanded. &#034I'll shoot you full of girl juice just like you wanted. I could hear her rip the cellophane off the hypodermic pack as I did as I was told and bared my ass for her. She slapped my right cheek sharply and rubbed a small area of my butt before she shot me full of hormones. I could feel the warmth spread through me immediately and, although I wouldn't feel the full effects of the oestrogen shot until the morning, I felt a relief similar to what any junky would feel when he got his fix. &#034Now pull yourself together and tell me what is going on,&#034 she demanded. &#034If you want this to happen regularly then you have to tell me what that bitch is doing to you. I saw that soaked pad in your panties, so I assume you are getting fucked regularly like a girl.&#034 &#034I'm not doing anything I don't want to do,&#034 I said, pulling up my opaque tights and smoothing down my short polyester dress, trying to think of a way to hide the real truth from her. &#034Helen lets me work in a brothel as a t-girl prostitute and then I come home and make her dinner.&#034 &#034So, she's whored you out,&#034 Tracie ...
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