1. Road to Ruin


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    this sort of thing would have turned me on like nobody's business, it just didn't do anything for me at all. I could not get an erection anymore and no amount of tugging would give me an orgasm. I had had some girlfriends in the past that told me they were frigid and I guess I could sense what they must have been going through. It had now been almost two years. I could sense that things were going wrong in many ways. Malcomb was getting meaner and more distant and the good doctor was getting more and more perverted. Maybe I just needed a rest, I don't know. I had no money, and had dropped out of school. I hadn't seen my parents in all this time and figured they would probably have a heart attack if they saw me. I needed a plan. Malcomb was only coming to town two weekends a month at this point. So I had a couple of weekends to myself. I started placing ads in the local classifieds whoring myself out. I found that the going rate was $200 per hour. I advertised a girlfriend experience, though business was not too brisk. It seems that most men looking for a walk on the wild side want the transsexual to top them, or at least be &#034fully ...
    functional.&#034 That wasn't me. But for those generous men that wanted a submissive girlfriend that would do almost anything, I fit the bill nicely and I found I could make anywhere from $600 to $1200 on a weekend. At one point, I found a fellow that wanted me to spend the night and was willing to pay nicely for that. I managed to squirrel away some get out of town money pretty quickly. I bided my time. I figured the best time to leave was on one of those weekends when Malcolm was not in town. I figured I could get a head start and get out of town before anyone noticed. I am not sure why I was acting like I was in prison. I pretty much had free reign when either of the doctors were working. But I just didn't know how they would take it and didn't want the confrontation. I had long ago found the key to the chastity cage and at that point it was more self imposed than anything. In any event, the surgeon dropped me off at the house and I wrote a note to Malcolm saying thanks and that I was heading to Florida (I was really going to California) and goodbye. I paid cash for a bus ticket to Los Angeles and got on the bus. And off I went on my next adventure.
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