1. Andy


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    confusion in the young sissy’s face. He laughed. “I don’t expect you to understand much of this right now. But believe me, you’ll understand soon enough. By then, it’ll be too late to change anything. In the meantime, I suggest you try to relax and let what happens happen.” No, Andy thought, I won’t let it happen. This is madness. If this was some kind of k**napping, they’d taken the wrong person. His f****y didn’t have any money and his girlfriend’s f****y didn’t think he was good enough to be dating their daughter in the first place. It was his need to gain their approval—and Alison’s respect—that he’d gone on this interview in the first place! They would never pay a dime to get him back. They’d be only too glad he was out of the picture. Was it possible…no, it couldn’t be true that they’d paid to get rid of him, could it? Andy felt a hopeless paralyzing terror. What if it were? Why go through all this trouble? Why not just pay someone to kill him, make it look like a mugging… What Mr. Asad was saying…it just didn’t make any sense. These sorts of things just didn’t happen in real life! Andy tried to follow the surreal explanation the black man was giving him for his a*****ion. “Normally we like to bring a sissy like you along nice and slowly with behavior and body modification,” Mr. Asad was saying. “But I’m afraid in this instance we have no time for all that. We’ve had an unfortunate…erm, accident…with the processing and preparation of one of our sissy slaves just prior ...
    to her delivery. She needs to be replaced a.s.a.p since we need to fill an order quickly. A very V.I.P. client. Impossible to disappoint. We need an emergency sissy, and, you my dear, are it. You fit the type our client specified, little bitch, and with some quick alterations, you should do just fine. Now we’re going to have to operate on you right now. We need to get started on your prep immediately. But not to worry, we’ll finish you up when we get you overseas and this particular client doesn’t expect you to be fully functional anyway…” Andy felt something cold grasp his testicles, holding them up with an impersonal and mechanical precision. He he looked down between his legs to see his balls pulled up and away from his body, held in a pair of long-nosed surgical f***eps wielded by a heavy-set black man in pale-green scrubs. Meanwhile, the pretty mocha-colored nurse stepped forward with a length of surgical cord. Without a word, she bent down and began the process of tying off Andy’s ball-sack close to the root of his penis. Andy wanted to tell her that she was tying it too tightly but the sickening sensation in the pit of his tummy made it impossible to speak; it was all he could do, it seemed, to keep from voimting. He heard the angry buzz of an industrial strength electric razor. He made on last effort to free himself and when that failed he tried to thrash around in the vain attempt to hold off the inevitable just a few seconds longer but he was bound too tightly. He ...
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