1. Saturday Morning Sissy


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

    stopped coming. It was one cock after another, and I never saw a single one of the faces that was attached to those spurting monsters. At a certain point, Master noticed that I was shaking in physical exhaustion, so he called off the assault. He was almost tender as he ran his hand over my bald head. &#034This is going to work out just fine,&#034 he said before taking me to my bed. He flipped me over, fucked me quickly, and then left me dripping with cum. &#034See you tomorrow, slut&#034 he said as he left. I immediately fell asl**p dreaming of what was coming next. I woke up the next morning, exhausted and sore all over. Angry red marks striped my skin from where the duct tape had been. Everything was sore, but I looked at it like a badge of honor, and couldn't keep my hands off myself as I stood underneath the hot shower. If I could have reached my cock, I would have jerked off immediately, but it was locked away in its cage, so I had to rely on one hand rubbing across my skin while the other hand snaked a finger into my ass. I was completely lost in myself when I heard somebody rummaging around in my living room. The bathroom door opened and Master's voice told me to get out of the shower. He put a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs on the sink counter and told me to blindfold myself and lock my hands behind my back before coming out. I jumped out of the shower, dried myself and then dropped to my knees. The blindfold went on, the hands were locked behind my back and then ...
    I crawled as best I could out to meet Master. &#034I told you this one was a keeper,&#034 I heard Master say, and then a strangely familiar voice chimed in, &#034I always had a feeling about this slut.&#034 Fuck! I knew that voice. It was my boss, Don Peterson. I was supposed to be working right now, instead I found myself on my knees while Mr. Peterson fucked me roughly from behind. He slapped my ass and laughed, &#034things are going to be much different at work from now on, Sean, or should I say sissy slut.&#034 I was pretty much in shock from that point on. Mr. Peterson fucked me, bred me, and then turned me back over to my Master. I heard him ask Master if he could buy me after the transformation was finished. I never heard Master's response. I fell asl**p with my sissy mantra repeating in my head. &#034I am nothing but a sissy slut. I live to suck cock and be fucked, each and every day...&#034 A few hours later I was tied up and shoved into the trunk of Master's car. We drove around the city for a while, and I was able to sneak in a quick nap. It was very late at night when the truck was finally opened and I was dragged out. I was untied, slammed down across the trunk and immediately filled full of a very large cock. I could tell that I was being fucked by a huge man; somebody who could break me with his bare hands if he wanted to do so. I wasn't tied up, although I was still blindfolded and caged. Still, I didn't dare move. I sat there and allowed this man to fill me ...
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