1. WITCH


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    front of me making out. After about ten minutes of this she pushed him back on the bed, got up, took my half- aroused dick in her hand and whispered in my ear, &#034I want you to enjoy this as much as I'm going to. I want you to be happy and supportive. Can you do that for me?&#034 &#034Yes, mam,&#034 I said, now with a raging erection. She then returned to her lover and proceeded to practically jump on his now erect penis. I watched as he slid his beautiful member in and out of my wife, first slowly and then more quickly. The sounds were incredible. Her moaning, his balls slapping against her ass, the wet sounds of her now moist pussy being penetrated by her lover. I was erect but could do nothing about it save for dripping a lot of pre- cum. I was incredibly aroused. Laura gasped, &#034Oh Lynn, talk to me. Tell me how much you are enjoying this. Tell me how happy you are for me.&#034 I did all of those things and with a growing sincerity as I spoke. I was beginning to realize that she truly needed to be penetrated to places I had never been able to reach. Eventually they fell asl**p in each others arms while I remained awake for a time to contemplate the fact that I truly was a submissive feminized sissy. Thinking about it, there are an enormous number of differences between men and women; all types of clothing from hats to shoes, makeup, hair, jewelry, the walk, the curves, the voice, the mannerisms, likes and dislikes of things like shopping and sports. I had enjoyed ...
    the clothing for many years but that was pretty much the extent of it. Now I had been “introduced” (more correctly f***ed) to accept most of the other things. I now wore women’s clothes exclusively. I always wore makeup and a wig. I had many articles of feminine jewelry, including dangling hoop earrings. I had been taught to walk so that my hips swayed back and forth. With the help of a strict diet, corset and breast forms I also had developed a passable woman’s physique. I had no hair of my own below my sideburns. The only books, magazines and television I had been exposed to for the last 15 months were intended for the fairer sex. I had several feminine tattoos. I had even been heavily pressured to accept the gay lifestyle and sex with my fellow sissies had become the only way I could obtain a release from total chastity. There was all of this and still the threat of exposure as a sissy to everyone I knew back home via emails sent by my wife or Lady L. if I did not cooperate. Yet despite all of this, thoughts of escaping and starting over still plagued me. After all, my hair would grow back, tattoos can be removed and nothing else of a permanent nature except for pierced ears had been done to me... yet!. Several in the group were intent on planning an escape by stealing a boat and taking it somewhere. But where? And how could we steal a boat when they were constantly under guard by the ladies and the men who Lady L. had hired to protect her island domain? There was one small ...
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