1. Chapter 9 Chrissie gets her fix


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

    work today. After all, her talents would be put to better use by being one of his girls instead of just working as a receptionist. I hope you don't mind.&#034 I hid the shock I felt at the calculated tone of Helen's voice as she discussed my mother's fate as if she was already a possession of hers. It ran against the grain of my relationship with the woman who had taken my virginity. I still had the taste of mommy on my lips and her pee was in my stomach. She was the woman I first submitted myself to and I couldn't begin to comprehend how she would willingly bend her will to Helen's nor did I feel anything less than betrayed by her assent to the further theft of my freedom. I was looking forward to having Saturday off and just having a set schedule at Derek's brothel. Now that I was going to have to service clients in the evening it seemed like my entire existence revolved around fulfilling Helen's financial ambitions. I was in a daze as I made the bed and straightened up the room while Helen bathed. I took the tray of dirty dishes back to the kitchen and washed and dried them. Then, as Helen skilfully applied her makeup and got dressed, I meticulously cleaned her bathroom and threw the dirty towels in the hamper which I carried to the laundry room and loaded in the washing machine. After I heard the front door close signalling Helen's departure I went out the back service entrance, carrying my purse, and went to the shops to buy food and wine for dinner. I needed to get ...
    everything organised so I could meet Tracie later. I hated that I had to humble myself and beg her for another injection and pay her like any crack addict pays a dealer. I hurried back and loaded everything in the refrigerator, did a final clean of the kitchen and changed into my work outfit, slipping on my stockings, pulling them up to my suspender belt, putting on another version of the netted knickers I wore yesterday and a matching bra. I stuffed one of the granny panties into my bag along with two sanitary pads for later and put my three inch heels on and left the apartment by the back entrance as I was instructed to do. I caught a cab to work and quickly entered the building, not acknowledging mommy on reception and hurried to the back room. I lifted my black shift dress over my head, hung it up along with my bag and went into the kitchen dressed like the other girls in only my lingerie and heels. This time I felt confident enough to make a cup of tea and grab a biscuit. I hadn't eaten last night and yesterday all I had to eat were two biscuits I munched after work was over. The hormones suppressed my appetite and I knew I was getting too skinny for my own good. There were eight women in the room all just wearing lingerie. I was the only t-girl in the group and I was actually the smallest person in the room by at least three inches. A few of the girls actually worked up the nerve to come over and ask me to have a look at my tiny penis before Kate came in for her morning pep ...
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