1. Saturday Morning Sissy


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 86, Source: xHamster

    death. I couldn't wait. I still don't remember a lot about that night, but I do recall a few bits and pieces. I went to a club with a group of friends after work. Somehow I ended up at the bar with a very tall man who started buying me drinks. I couldn't recall his face, but I remembered his eyes. They were a piercing blue and seemed to bore right into my soul. Those eyes were stern, yet full of promise. When my soon-to-be Master asked me about my deepest fantasies, those eyes demanded that I bare my soul for his amusement. I did just that with only a few shots in me. I told him that I longed to be a full-fledged sissy slut. That I longed to belong to a man who would take me and make me over into a complete shemale. That I was looking for somebody who would train me, and f***e me to service a never-ending parade of hard cocks. Somebody who would lock me in a chastity, start me on female hormones and then start turning me into the perfect sissy cocksucker. While I admitted these fantasies of mine, this strange man with the intense blue eyes kept demanding that I take one shot after another. I was totally trashed before midnight when he had me post my first ad on Craigslist. I've since printed it out to remind me where I started. &#034I am a sissy slut in training,&#034 my ad read. &#034I require several men who will allow me the honor of sucking their cocks on a daily basis if I am ever to become a good enough sissy to please my new Master. If you are interested in helping to ...
    train me, please respond to this ad. Tell me how often you can stop by and feed me a creamy sissy treat, what time of the day you are free to stop by, whether you're okay with using me while other men line up for sloppy seconds, and if there are any other kinky activities you'd like to f***e me to try. I am interested in it all.&#034 &#034Please be prepared to take pictures of me servicing your cock,&#034 the ad continued, &#034as my new Master will require proof that I am becoming a good and constantly-horny sissy slut through lots and lots of practice.&#034 The ad was illuminated by one picture. A picture of me with a large cock shoved down my throat with the word &#034Sissy Slut&#034 and my cell phone number and personal email written across my forehead in dark black ink. The ad had obviously attracted plenty of attention. In addition to the 97 photos from last night, I had scores of voicemail messages and emails waiting on my phone. So this was it. My life as an average, everyday working stiff was over. I'd gotten d***k and revealed my darkest fantasies to a man who seemed determined to make them all come true. I was scared to death, but also thrilled beyond belief. I was also quite horny, and while I desperately wanted to grab my cock and get some relief, deep down I knew that I shouldn't do so without my new Master's permission. Back to the voice mail. &#034We had fun last night, and I intend to have fun with you on a regular basis. That being said, you were quite d***k ...
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