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Transformation
Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
him in the playroom. I didn't have long to wait. At first all I could see of him was his high leather boots. With my head bowed that was all I could see. He pulled me up to my feet and looked me in the eyes again. I was dressed in my standard lacy teddy, panties, garters, nylons and three inch mules. In short order he had me shackled to the corners of the upright bondage frame. He could walk all around me when I was in this position. There was no way I could hide from him and no part of my body that wasn't accessible to him either. That's when he started. I'd no idea what to expect and I'd learned to expect the unexpected. Like I said, he's a kinky shit and very, very sadistic. He also knows how to handle his men and how to remold them to suit. I found this out in spades that night. That scene we had that first night of my transformation wasn't pretty. It was harsh. It was hard. It was powerful. It was cruel and it was sadistic. He showed me that my voyage with him could be very, very painful, very hard, and very rough. He beat me and beat me good that night. I think he went through every one of his many floggers, every one of his canes (his goddamn FUCKING canes!) and even went through his single tails on me. By night's end he'd shredded that teddy. The panties were long since torn off and those hose were completely wasted. My makeup was spread all down and across my face. I'd cried so hard I'd run out of tears. I wailed in agony. He pushed me until I broke and begged him ...