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Date: 02 Feb 2006
Time: 17:32:58

Fantasy

Having my 23 yr old step daughter catch me trying on her makeup and clothes and then having her doll me up very pretty and using a strapon in me servicing her boyfriend with my mouth at the same time.

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Date: 03 Feb 2006
Time: 00:49:28

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Remote User:
Date: 04 Feb 2006
Time: 04:06:46

Fantasy

I like to have fun and joke around alot, I try not to take things to heart. After meeting some friends I am introduced to a new girl that has started to hang around with us. For some reason she does not like me nor does she like the way I joke around. After a period of time she convinces some of the other girls/woman that I am a jerk. She talkes some of the other members of our group, both male and female that I need to be told to take a hike, that nobody wants to be around me, and that I am real imature. She makes a plan and shares with the others, she plans to have a get together at her house, and while we are there they will all tell me to get lost. Only there is more to her plan than she has told the others. on the day of the get together, all her guest arive about an hour earlier than I, that is because I have been told a different time that the others. She fills her guest in on her plan, not sure how her plan will be recieved, but was very pleased when some of the guest liked her plan but they add to her plan, I amm in for a big supprise. I arive at the party on time and things are nice at first, then I begin to notice everyone acting strange and treating me differently, I don't know what is up but it is stramge. then it happens, The host of our party starts confrontation, and soon everyone there is against me. They begin to humiliate me. They have several things they plan to do to me. First they play spin the bottle, I am told to stand in the middle of all the woman, they spin the bottle. When the bottle stops spinning the person it is pointing to chooses what item of clothing I must take off. This continues untill I am toatly striped. Once that is complete, I hand out majaic markers, and once again start spinning the bottle. This time when the bottle points to one of the woman, she allowed to write on any part of my body she wants making fun of me or any part of my body she wants. This goes on for hours, when they get tired, I am force prepare some water for washing. They are not gentel when washing all the marker off, and they don't just wash the outside. One of the woman decide I need my mouth washed out with the soap, I am instructed to ask for my mouth to be washed out, I have to give them all the items they will need to do it with, and then ask each and every woman to do it; after asking I put the soap in my mouth for for each one of them to begin washing. This goes on until they get tired. My body is totaly shaved from the neck down. then I am diapered, and a pair of plastic pants are put on me. Then they set me on a chair, and again begin to make fun of me, slap my face, spit in my mouth. After a short time one of the woman gets and idea. They all gather in corner of the room, and talk amongest them selves. Soon I will find out they plan to shave my head total baled eye brows and all. Then they dress me as a sissy baby, I am placed in a crib for the night. the next day I am dressed as a sissy baby girl, and taken out into public for the day. When we return to the house, I am to strip everything off except for a pair of panties, which are pulled down around my ankles. While all the woman are out side in different areas of the yard. I will have been instructed to get a switch from a tree, with the panties wraped around my ankles making it difficult and slow to walk to the tree to get the switch, I am to go to each woman and ask her if she would like to help teach me a leason and give her the switch from the tree. I will continue this process until every woman has a switch. The woman will draw a small piece of paper for a jar which will have a number on it, that mumber will indicate how many time that person get whip me with the switch, before she begins to whip me I must say to her "please help teach me a lesson , please do a good job, and make me dance perty for you," when she completes whipping me I must say, "Thank you for teaching me a good leason, did I dance perty for you." She will then draw another piece of paper from another jar which will have the word YES or NO, If she draws a NO she will have to start my leason all over. It will not be until the last woman whips me ending my leason that I realize that every woman will draw the number 10 because that is the only number writen on the pices of paper in the jar, and every woman will draw the word NO because that is the only word on every little piece of paper in the second jar. The abuse will continue anythig goes. Then one woman will get another idea and one by one each woman will go into the house, then return back outside. More abuse and humiliation. Soon the boy friends of the woman will begin showing up, thank goodness, it will all be over soon. The guys begin to laugh when they see me dressed as a little sissy baby girl, but I din't mind to much bucause, this will be over soon. I will be running all the way home with my tail tucked between my legs and full of shame. The guys gather in another area of the yard, they are talking about sports, and other guy things. The woman walk over to me and give me another instruction, I am shocked and don't want to do what I have been told to do, and I begin to revolt, when all of a sudden I am slape severl times ane then two of the woman begin whiping me on my already sore bear legs with a 3 inch wide razor strap, and I soon agree to do as I am told. The guys see this and begin laughing, I walk over to them to join in their conversation, but they don't want to talke to a sissy, then I ask them if they would let me give each of them a blow job. Everyone male and female begin to laugh harder then anyone I have ever heard laugh. I was instructed to beg them to alow me to give them a blow job until they said yes. They just let me beg for an hour before alowing me to give them a blow jobs. After they said yes, I again had to ask each one idnivdualy if I could give him a blow job. Before I gave the first I was held down, with my face pointing down. I begin to feel a sharp pain and bruning on the back of my head, then I am truned over and I start feeling the same pain on my uper lip. Then they all begin laughing, oh how they would laugh. I couldn't figure out what was so funny, I know I look foolish in my sissy baby dress, but I would realize something else is wrong. After a while the hostes of the party goes in the hous and returns with two mirrors, she places them in front of me, I can now see what it was they are laughing about. While being held down, they tattooed the words, "COCK SUCKER AT WORK," on the back of my bald head, and on my upper lip they tattooed the words, " I SWALLOW." I am totaly shocked, once they see the look on my face they begin laughing harder than before. I hear the hostest yell out "LET THE SUCKING BEGIN," my heart sank, I start to revolt but cowardly gave in, I am beaten, and thy knew it an laughed even harder, calling me cock suck, sissy baby. I began to do as I was instructed before the tattooing, I went over to the first male and once again ask him for the pleasure of giving him a blow job, which he laughs and agrees. I was instructed to do all the work. So I get on my knees in front of him, I unfasten his belt and unzip his pants and lower them, then I lower his underpants, my hands shaking , my lip quivering, I didn't want to do this, everyone could tell and they just laughed calling me names. I took ahold of his man hood and begin to admire his man hood, telling him how perty it looks, and how much I will enjoy pleasing him. He responded with I want you to soak my balls in yur mouth, which I do for a short while. Once he is happy with that, I begin to kiss the head of his man hood, telling him how lucky he is to have a real nice big dick, and then I slide the head of his dick in my mouth. I was instructed earlier, that once I began to suck his dick, I was to look to my right with his dick in my mouth and smile for a picture, which I do, once the picture is taken I go back to work until he releases his sperm in my mouth, and once again I must Look to my right for the camera with a big smile, showing the sperm in my mouth before and after I swallow. I must then complete the job by cleaning him up, and put things back the way I found them. Once that is complete I must thank him and pay him for allowing me to give him a blow job. I have to continue with this until each male has had his blow job. I hated every minute of the ordeal and can't wait until it is over, then I realize that there are more guys here than when I started. As I finish giving one male his blow job, he calls a friend to come over to recieve a blow job, its never ending. I am informed that the entire weekend has been video tape, and several hundred pictures have been taken, so that I can review the weekend of fun I had, and so the woman could make copies of the tape and pictures to sell to the public, anyone that wanted them. The real shock was when I found out the pictures were not only on sale but they had displaied my picture all over the internet. Now the world knows I am a "COCK SUCKING SISSY BABY."

Remote User:
Date: 04 Feb 2006
Time: 13:21:13

Fantasy

So, had I finally found enough courage to venture out in my girly clothes? For days now, I had dressed myself up in a satin red mini dress, red silky panties, black stockings and suspenders, and a pair of black leather, four inch high-heeled, knee length boots. I didn't put too much make-up on, as deep down I wasn't expecting anybody to see me. It was quite dark outside and at one o'clock in the morning most people were tucked up in bed. Maybe the odd car might pass by, but hopefully they would not notice that I was in fact a man. I'd stood on the inside of the front door several times, but never been able to open it and step outside. Tonight was different. My heart was racing and I thought I was going to pass out, but I managed to open the door and walk out into the fresh air. I looked up and down the street which was only dimmly lit, but I could see nobody. I took a deep breath and started walking away from my flat. My heels made walking awkward, but they also made me feel more like a woman. I'd go once around the block, about half a mile at the most. I took the first corner a sighed with relief as there was still nobody to be seen. The relief was instantly repaced by mild dissapointment, maybe I wanted to get caught in my girly clothes. I walked to the second corner and nearly had a heart attack. Five boistrous young lads came around the corner and looked straight at me. They were either in their late teens or early twenties and all dressed in trainers, jeans, track suit tops and baseball caps. At a glance I think they thought I was a tart. One woof whistled and another shouted, "get-em-off luv". I wanted to turn and run, but instead I just froze. They walked towards me and realised that I was in fact a guy. "Damn", said one, "it's just a fucking tranny." They surrounded me and I just stood their petrified. "Fucking poof", one said, then spat in my face. Another one of them suggested that even though I was not a girl, they could still have some fun. "Hey sissy pants, kneel down." I wasn't quite sure what was going on, my mind was racing and I thought I was going to collapse. "Kneel before your master, you little slut." So I knelt down and looked up at the young man who stood before me. Then he said, "You tried to con us into thinking you were a girl. You tried to make fools of us." I said nothing. "Kiss my feet bitch," he said, "or else we'll kick your ugly face in." I managed to blurt out, "No master, sir, please don't hurt me." Then I lowered my head and started kissing and licking his training shoes, all the time muttering, "I beg you master. Master forgive me, please. Please sir.." Kiss. Lick. "Please master.." At this point, the one who had spat in my face came over and offered his shoes for licking. The other three just laughed at such a pathetic sight. Then one suggested that they could have more fun with me in a near-by gents toilet. "Good idea. Did you hear that slut? Follow us." said my master. My mind was a blur as I followed the young men to the the toilets, staggering in my heels. When we finally made it into the gents toilet, the original man told me to lay face down on the dirty floor."Yes master," and I did as he ordered. He undid his flies, took out his cock and pissed on me. "Slut", he said, "take off your dress and give it to me." I did as he ordered and he took it from me and threw it into one of the toilets, pulled down his jeans, sat on the toilet and did a shit. "Come here and kiss my feet while I take a dump," he said. Again I did as he ordered, calling him sir and master all the time. Two of the other four lads just laughed at me, but the other two came over and pissed on me. The one shitting on my dress stood up, turned around and ordered me to clean his ass. I was just about reach for the toilet paper, when he said; "Don't use paper you bitch, lick me clean like you licked my shoes." So reluctantly I reached up and resisting the urge to throw up, pushed my mouth against his dirty ass hole and licked for all I was worth. It was only then that I noticed one of the guys was taking photos. Panic set in again. As I finished cleaning my masters ass, he reached into the toilet and took out my soiled dress. "Put it back on, bitch." As I did so I felt his piss and shit against my naked body. "Right you slut," he said, "be here the same time tomorrow, or the pictures my friend took go on the internet." Yes master, I replied through pathetic sissy tears. I was still sitting on the toilet floor and the five blokes were just looking down at me and laughing. As I tried to stand up, one of them stepped forward and kicked me back down to the floor. I lay on my side slightly curled up and started begging them not to hurt me. "Please master, no more. Please stop sir. I'll do anything for you." Another one stepped forward and kicked me in the face two or three times. Then he spat on me and, as undid his flies and took his cock out, told me to kneel up and open my sissy little mouth. I struggled up and knelt before him. "Beg me to let you suck my dick." he said. He held his semi erect cock in his hand and pointed it towards my face. "Please master, sir, please, let me suck your cock. Please, sir. I'm begging you." He let me take his cock into my mouth, then I began to gently suck him. I felt a rush of warm choking fluid surge into my mouth and realised that he was urinating. I spluttered and took my mouth away from him. "Hey slut, who told you to stop sucking," he snarled. He kicked me back to the toilet floor and began to kick me as I struggled to get away from his blows. Then the other four joined in. Kicking me all over, but mainly in my face. The kicks got harder and quicker, soon I lost conciousness. I'm not sure how long I was out, but when I came to, I was cold, damp, sore and bleeding. There were lumps of shit all over me and a note tucked into my dress. "You are our slave. Be here the same time tomorrow, or we will post your pictures on the internet. We are your masters. We own you. You are nothing." All I had wanted was to be a pretty girl. But now it had come to this. A bit of humiliation would have been okay, but this made me feel very sick. I lay there on the toilet floor, battered and broken. Crying sissy tears. Yet as I lay there, degraded and humiliated, I felt my penis begin to stir. I was now a gay slave and the fear of what my masters were going to do to me during the next encounters, actually exited me.

Remote User:
Date: 04 Feb 2006
Time: 13:22:04

Fantasy

My employers of the last 25 years, Charles and Janice, were a wealthy couple. They had originally just hired me as their gardener, but soon I was doing various chores around their large estate. Although I had no real title, I was basically an odd job man. Everything from cleaning their numerous cars, to doing the odd repairs about the place and even just vacuuming the carpet. I didn't mind tackling any job for Charles or Janice, because although they were quite firm, expecting my work to done properly, they paid me well and were very fair. Which is more than can be said of their only son, James. James is an arrogant, stuck-up, spoiled brat, who, despite being 22 years old, has never done a days work in his life. Me and James have become sworn enemies. If I hadn't enjoyed my job so much, I would have thumped him years ago. But James is Janice's blue-eyed little boy, who can do no wrong. Oneday, Charles and Janice went away for a long break, leaving James in charge of the house, which meant that he was also in charge of me. He called me into his study and gave me my instructions. Despite being 31 years my junior, he addressed me as "boy". He began, "I have been advised by my parents to make sure that you do your job properly whilst they are away, which basically means that you do as I order. Is that understood, boy?" As I had no wish to jepardize my job, I had no option but to agree. "Certainly," I said, "I always do my job to the best of my ability." He looked at me with disapproval, then added, "Also, you will address me as Master. Do you understand boy?" A small hardship, so I agreed, "Yes, Master." Then he smiled an evil grin. "Whilst I am in charge of you, you will be required to wear these." He handed me a sports bag which, when I looked inside, contained a frilly maids outfit, a pair of white stockings and suspenders, and a pair of high-heeled, fluffy white slippers. I nearly burst out laughing, but when I looked at James in disbelief, I realised that he was being deadly serious. "Now then little boy, run along and try on your new clothes," he said. I left the room and was unsure as what to do next. I'd been doing this job for so long now that if I was fired I wasn't sure wether I'd have the heart to find anything else. So reluctantly, after weighing up all my options, I decided to play along with James' crazy ideas and changed into my new, very sissy, outfit. It was a bit small, but it seemed to fit okay. The only problem was, I had no undies to wear and my bum was showing, not to mention my dick and balls, so I put on my own boxer shorts. I looked at myself in a mirror. I looked totally rediculous. Maybe James would agree and allow me to change back into my normal clothes. I made my way back to the study, walking awkwardly in my high-heels. I knocked on the door and walked in. I was not the only one to have changed my clothes. James stood by his desk wearing a long black leather trenchcoat, black leather trousers and black leather jack boots. What was more disturbing though, was the horse whip that he held in his hands. He looked at me in disgust, then pointed the whip towards my boxer shorts. "What are those boy?" I could hardly bring myself to speak, but I managed to stutter, "There were, er, n-no undies... er.. Master". "Take them off boy, then kneel down before me." I was going to complain, but he took a couple of 'photos of me and promised to publish them if I didn't do as he ordered. I was now in too deep. So I slowly took off my shorts, which exposed my crutch, and I knealt down on the floor before him. "When serving me," James said, "you will never wear underwear. Now get on all fours and stick your arse in the air." I did as he ordered, then he stepped around me and whipped my bare buttocks several times. "There is more where that came from if you don't obey me to the letter, boy. Now thank me for teaching you your first lesson." So I swallowed what was left of my pride and said, "Thank you Master." ___ "Now then," James said to me, as I knealt at his feet on the floor, "your first job is to clean my boots. No need for polish boy, you can use that insolent toungue of yours to lick them clean." By now I'd given up all hope. So I laid face down at James' feet and began kissing and licking his boots. In for a penny, in for a pound. My humiliation was unbelievable. I was dressed as a sissy maid, prostrate on the floor, kissing the boots of a spoiled stuck up little brat and calling him Master. But what was really unbelievable, what amazed me more than anything else, was that I was getting an errection.

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Date: 05 Feb 2006
Time: 13:45:31

Fantasy

Hi my name is Saskia and my fantasy is to visit a beautisul womans house only to be overpowered and thrown into a cage. she will only release me if i do what she says, and it just so happens that she wants me to wear full victorian underwear and chastity belt along with a victorian wedding dress which is very high necked and buttoned at the back so i cant take it off. i would also be expected to wear makeup and a veil. when dressed i would be tied with my hands behind my back, my ankles togetherr and chained to the wall by my neck. i would also be gagged with a scolds bridle, then it would be revealed that the woman lied about releasing me and that iwould be her prisoner for a long time to come.

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Date: 05 Feb 2006
Time: 19:39:18

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Date: 06 Feb 2006
Time: 05:53:29

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Remote User:
Date: 06 Feb 2006
Time: 05:57:56

Fantasy

Helping me find my way. Kathy had been married to Reed only three months when she got involved with a black stud named Hank. Soon she was not only sexing him, but several of his friends. She soon realized she reveled in black cocks and liked the idea of being a wanton white slut for strange black dicks. About this time, she also discovered herself becoming more dominant over her husband and yearning to subjugate him totally. She told her mom of this desire. "Kathy dear, I should've known you were sneaking around and getting some good black dicks on the side. I'm proud of you. It's obviously good for you because you just seemed too radiant and happy. I didn't think poor Reed was eating you out that good." The two chuckled. "His tongue is his best quality, but those big black cocks are what dreams are made of. But as I said, I have this urge and it won't go away. I want to make him a slave husband and humiliate him. You think I need psychological help?" "Heck no! You just need a plan. Kathy, sometimes after a woman like you has been with a real man, and especially black men, you can get a desire to humiliate and castigate your husband for his inadequacies. And your poor Reed is such a sweet submissive. An ideal target for you to subjugate." Have you any idea what you want to do? Personally, I would like to see him turned into a transvestite." "Then you think I should find a way?" "Oh, by all means. In fact, I just might have an idea. I was reading a story the other day where a slick faith healer was giving a drug to people to make them nauseous and sickly. He then gave them an antidote in some blessed water he had them drink. Maybe we can get your Reed to be what you want by doing the same." The two women talked further to refine their plan and also decided to enlist the aid of a friend of theirs who was a nurse. The plan was set into motion. Over a week, Reed's food was spiked with a harmless drug that would make him have an upset stomach and run a mild fever. THE PLAN: Kathy insisted he go to a Gastrointestinal specialist who she knew, who was really her nurse friend, Karen, posing as a Doctor Beatmen. The fake Doctor Beatmen and Kathy knew each other since high school days. As a matter of fact, Dr. Beatmen would've loved to had a lesbian affair with Kathy. On her first visit, Dr. Beatmen, drew blood samples for testing. She gave him something to slightly ease the effects of the drugs his wife was surreptitiously giving him. On his second visit, she broke the bogus bad news to him. "Reed, I have some good news and some bad news." Reed, the nervous type twitched nervously as Dr. Beatmen acted her part to the hilt by using every trick to put him on needles and pins. After a planned pause, she began again. "The good news is we don't need to operate, but the bad news is that the drugs you need to balance your hormonal and intestinal track chemistry are not cheap or readily available. However, there is an alternative to purchasing the synthetic version of this very expensive drug, but I warn you, you must be man enough to endure the treatment process. If I start you on it, I don't want to hear any whining or being wishy-washy about taking your treatment or the natural medicines which will be a part of this natural but somewhat unorthodox procedure. Once you start, you can't ever use the synthetic drug." Reed, quickly agreed to follow the Doctor's orders if it would make him better. His wife, who held his hand sincerely was laughing loud inside even though she played the part of the seriously concerned wife. THE TREATMENT STARTS: "Kathy, I-I'm really nervous about this phase. I just don't feel comfortable about sucking on ..." "Not sucking honey, Fellating. Remember what the Doctor said. If you think of it in the beginning as sucking cocks, you'll build up a negative impression." "Uh, okay dear, I-I'll try. I-I practiced again on that plastic shaped penis she gave me ... I-I hope he's gentle." "I'm sure he will be honey. And don't you worry, I'll be right here by your side as you swallow your first load, er, I mean injection of virile Scumtoza." "Thanks dear. I-I don't know how to thank you for going through all you've been through last week .. you know for Phase One .. sleeping with all those strange black men Dr. Beatmen sent over s-so I could suck ..." "Orally extract honey." "Oh, I-I'm sorry, orally extract the sex fluids from y-your vagina". "Honey, I persevered for you. There's no need to thank me, it was my duty to do it for you." She smiled with a smirk as she kissed him on the cheek. "Now honey, remember to keep your lips pursed tightly around his penis as he's spurting his good cum. We want to keep the air from getting to it as you swallow. Remember, when you got the less potent Scumtoza from my cunt, it was protected by being mixed with my pussy juice. But this time, you have to work to keep it protected as well as using good suction to draw it all out too." "I-I'll do my best dear." "I'm counting on you darling. And I must say, I'm so glad to see you didn't seem to have any difficulty eating your medicine from my snatch after the darlings worked so hard to put it in their for you all last week." Her husband muttered and stammered out of embarrassment, but he admitted that even though his wife's hairy oozing gash was slimy and sloppy he didn't have too much trouble getting acclimated to the taste of the fourteen black men's jism he "orally extracted " from her over the last two weeks. " Can you tell if the medicine from my cunt is doing any good? You do feel better don't you?" "Oh yes. I don't feel dizzy anymore and not quite as nauseous after eating." "And Reed honey, I really loved you making that loud slurping noise as you drew your gooey medicine out of my gash. That was so pleasing. It was so good to straddled your head and ground my cunt in your face so it could drain real good for you." "T-Thank you again dear. I-I appreciate all the little things you're doing for me." "Of course you're welcomed darling. Now when you start getting the regular doses of more potent Scumtoza from the men's balls, you should be back to normal again. However, like the Dr. Beatmen indicated, you may need to stay on the medication for several months until your body gets stabilized." " I understand. B-but Kathy dear, d-did Dr. Beatmen ever mentioned when I-I could stop masturbating a- and have .." "Have sex like we use to? Honey, like she told you, it's best you wait until she gives the word. She said it would take a while. So don't fret, you'll do fine by pulling your peter until she gives the word. Anyway, in the meantime, I'll be so busy getting you your daily doses of cuntal Scumtoza, we won't have much time together anyway for that. I'll be too busy with those big black cocks anyway. You know how demanding the darlings are. You can't expect them to just come by and sex me and not want me to go out and party with them. It's only fair for all they're doing for us." "I-I suppose you're right." Reed sighed as he spoke with his head hung. "She did say she wanted me to do more of the housework chores, since such meticulous work would help me from getting frayed nerves." "And besides, you're so good at it darling. Your aunt taught you so well. " "I always did enjoy keeping things tidy and in order. Er, Kathy dear, can I ,er ask you something?" "Of course sweetie. What is it?" "D-do you, er, have to wear such short dresses and make up, er, the way you do, w-when going out with those black men?" "They like me to dress sexy that way. Don't you?" "Er, w-well yes, b-but you show so much." "I thought you like me like that, especially since you seem to get so horny helping me get dressed and jacking off for me while I model. You mean you don't want me posing for you and teasing you with peeks of my crotchless panties to help you get off?" "Y-yes, I do, b-but I just wish it wasn't this way." "Just remember it's for you darling that I'm giving myself to them. When you're jacking off, think of their big black dicks creaming in my pussy, your wife's juicy white snatch that's being denied to you , but that you're only allowed to eat out. Identify your pleasure with licking up after these real men darling. Consider their spent cum as a delightful ambrosia. Thinking this way will make things easier on you honey." His wife spoke softly with a wicked smile on her face. She tingled with pleasure at the thought of tormenting him this way and making him think it was for his own good. "O-okay dear. I-I'll do as you suggest." Spoke her husband in a tone of resignation and capitulation, as he thought of strange black men enjoying his wife's luscious body, while he stayed home doing housework and masturbating. "I think I hear a car coming honey. Yes it is. I bet that's your medicine on tap." His wife giggled as she spoke. LATER "See honey, that wasn't so bad was it. I think you did real well for your first time at Fellatio. You looked so sweet with your cheeks all puffed out when he pushed his dick to the back of your throat. In fact I'll say you did an excellent job of swallowing your first load of heavy hot jism. How did you find the taste of your medicine?" "I-it was v-very warm and gooey ... real creamy like. I-I was so surprised that he shot off twice in my mouth and then was ready to make love to you after that." "That's not unusual for black men honey. It may not happen with every black man you suc, er, I mean Fellate. Also honey, I must commend you for being so obedient and well mannered when he asked you to ask me if he could have intercourse with me?" "I-I didn't know what else to do." "You did the right thing. You gained respect by obeying. I'm quite pleased at you, especially helping me undress and preparing me for him." "W-well you did ask me to help you take off your panties, a-and I, well, thought helping you get ready for him w-was the least I could do." "And you did it very well darling. Including mouthing him, like he wanted, before guiding his cock to my cunt." "I-I don't know why dear, but it-it seemed like I should do what he asked of me." "Again, you did the right thing. You should always obey me and black studs in a situation like that. As I said, they respect you for being obedient. He was most impressed at how you didn't flinch at holding his balls as I asked you too, or milking his cock and licking me clean after he was finished with me. I'm very proud of you." TWO WEEKS LATER "Mother, this is working so much better than I'd dreamed. He's swallowed our little scheme hook, line and sinker. Not only is he sucking over a dozen cocks a week, he has shown no real objection to getting fucked up his ass three and four times a week also. Whatever the Doctor says goes." Kathy chuckled as she spoke with glee. "I think he's basically a latent masochist, and we've just helped it surface. I bet you could make him accept being whipped too. Want to try it?" Her mother said as she peered over her coffee cup. "That'd be too much to ask for, but I'd love to try." Kathy's eyes were wide as she mentally contemplated lashing her molly-coddled husband. The two women spent the next hour working on their new scheme. They called their friend, the nurse, the fake Dr. Beatmen and she put the finishing touches on it. POSTERIOR RECIRCULATORY THERAPY "See these prescriptions honey, Dr. Beatmen wants me to get them filled right away so we can get you started on this new therapy by Friday night. She did talk to you about the therapy while mother and I were in the waiting room didn't she?" "Yes she did. I-I guess we might as well have this talk now, so you can get mentally prepared for administering the therapy treatments." "Whatever do you mean honey?" His wife said trying to sound utterly surprised. Reed stammered through an explanation of all Dr. Beatmen had told him why he needed this special Posterior Recirculatory Therapy or PRT treatment. "So Kathy dear, as a result of the compression of my buttocks cells by all the Rectal Insertion Therapy I've been getting from the men, Dr. Beatmen wants me to get some occasional PRT to counter the skin cell compression." "So these instruments of flagellation will help your condition?" His wife asked, trying not to laugh as she continued to try to sound surprised. "Uh, yes. The treatment will cause swelling in various areas of my buttocks and uncompress the skin cells. As the swellings shrink, the cells will be restored to normal condition." "Okay, that makes sense." His wife replied in a serious tone. "B-but one thing Dr. Beatmen wanted me to discuss with you ... and I know it's going to be hard for you, j-just as it is for me. B-but you'll have to apply the flagellation instruments pretty hard, s-so that I-I can get the proper amount of swelling. W-what I'm saying dear, this is going to be painful for me. However, the Dr. said that any pity or mercy you show me ... by not applying the proper force with the instruments ... because you didn't want to cause me pain .. would be a disservice to my health." "I see darling. It'll be difficult, but I'll try not to think about the pain as I give you what you need. I'll try not to show any pity." His wife spoke with seriousness as she tried to not only suppress her joy at hearing her husband submit himself to her, but to control the tingle she felt in her cunt at the thought of plying into his tender ass with a crop. She kissed her well tricked husband as she prepared to visit a leather shop to pick up the medicinal flagellation instruments prescribed for his treatment. Meanwhile her husband went to the kitchen to began dinner. He heard his wife call out to him as she was leaving. "Oh honey! Dr. Beatmen prescribed some more dresses, underwear and lingerie for you. Mother will be by later to discuss colors and style. I'd do it, but I just don't have time. Bye! Reed received the message without any real surprise. He knew Dr. Beatmen had talked of prescribing additional attire for his medical treatment wardrobe. She wanted him to have a greater variety of feminine items that would act as arousal aids for the black men that bring him his doses of their spermal medicine, Scumtoza. In a strange way, Melvin desired more items of feminine finery, so that he could look more pleasing to the men who came by to see him. He found himself very much wanting to please them as they came by with their giant ebony erections to inject him with their pent up hot jism. Reed was sure he would get a few more maid uniforms. After becoming accustomed to them, he liked the way they looked on him as well as their comfort and style. He was almost certain that his wife and mother-in-law were going to get that lavender one trimmed in pink and white lace. At first he was resistant to such colors, however now he was looking forward to wearing such pretty hues, since the black studs that bring him their hard dicks seem to find such them arousing and appealing. REED'S DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT "Reed, I can only say that I am pleased at not only how well your recovery has been, but also what an exemplary patient you've been in taking your medicine doses and faithfully adhering to your treatment schedules." "Thank you Doctor. I-I couldn't have done it without Kathy and her mom." "Yes, you indeed are lucky to have family to support you at such times. Lets review your record to see where we stand here. Now, it's been eight months since we first started seeing you as a patient. A few days after that we got you started on Vaginal Extraction Treatments so you could start on low dosage Scumtoza ... and, er, at the same time we restricted you from normal intercourse and prescribed limited, but supervised masturbation. Then two weeks later we started you on Fellatio extraction for high dosage Scumtoza while continuing your low dosage levels from vaginal extractions. Then next we went to Rectal Insertion Injections of Scumtoza to be sure that your lower intestinal track was getting high dosage levels. At the about the same time, I also prescribed Transvestitism and Masochism, or T&M as we say sometimes. T & M training helps lessen the mental stress of your treatments and to also make things more bearable for the many black men who provided you and your wife, their fluids, which contained the Scumtoza. By the way, I have a note here from the T&M Specialist that it was such a pleasure working with you. She says, your whole attitude made her job so much easier. She says here that she thinks that your wife's early involvement of you in helping her get bathed and dressed for the scores of vaginal deposits meetings with so many black men, really aided you in preparing for T&M Training. Is that so?" "W-well Dr. Beatmen, I suppose so. Actually it started by coincidence with the first black man who came by to give me my first oral high dosage of Scumtoza. After he spurted two large doses in my mouth, he thought I needed a rest and had me ask my wife if he could fuck, oh, er, I mean have intercourse with her. And ..." "Excuse my interrupting, but I just want to say that since you've taking the T&M training, it's quite alright for you to use common or earthy words like fuck or suck. I know at first we didn't recommend you do so. But the purpose of the T&M teaching is to prepare you to be comfortable and accepting of so called humiliating or degrading terminology and names." "T-thank you Doctor. As I was saying, he had me ask her, which I did. She, of course, was in the room watching me suck his cock and quickly agreed, since she was concerned about me taking more than two high level Scumtoza doses at once." "As you know now Reed, there was no problem with you swallowing more of his sperm, but I suspect your jaws were getting tired." "Exactly Doctor, so I really didn't mind his asking. She agreed and then asked me to help her hike her skirt up and pull her panties off. Of course, if she wasn't up to it, I would've continued to let him use my mouth to get the rest of the stiffness out of his giant penis." "Reed it's a pleasure to see you're not selfish, but also concerned about the men's satisfaction in your medicine delivery system." Dr. Beatmen replied with a wicked smile on her face. "Thank you Doctor. I certainly don't mean to intentionally be selfish. Well anyway, after that incident of helping her prepare for him, and orally cleaning their genitals after they had sex, it just sort of became routine for me to do that for her and the men." "That's commendable Reed. You're a good husband." "Actually Doctor, I-I well, as I've said before I couldn't thank my wife enough for what she was putting herself through for me. B-but, after a just a couple of times of helping her get a bubble bath and dressed for her sex dates, I began to get a certain pleasure in personally presenting her to the different strange men, or groups of horny men, that came to our door to bring me the fresh Scumtoza in their balls. However, it was her idea of me greeting the men and introducing her to them. She stressed that after all, as the husband, I should do this." "I certainly would have to agree with her Reed." "I was nervous at first ... you know offering my lovely white wife to such rough looking black men, but I soon got use to it. The T&M training really helped me feel better about helping her get ready for sex with such virile black men. It also helped me to see that I should delight in seeing them use and take pleasure with her." "Excellent! Excellent! Then the training accomplished its purpose. Now, how are you dealing with still having to masturbate?" "Oh, I guess I've been doing it so long now, it doesn't bother me as much as before. Y-you have any idea when I can resume having intercourse with my wife again?" Melvin said with a hopeful gleam in his eyes. "I really would like for you to not do it for a long while yet. Like I explained before, your sperm contains a chemical, because of your condition, that will contaminate your wife's vaginal fluids and make Scumtoza from her less effective." "C-couldn't I use a condom?" "What if it ruptured? No Reed, the risk is too great. I want to keep your wife's vagina in the condition it's in so that it can continue to serve as an excellent vessel for low level doses of Scumtoza for you. I hope you understand." "I-I do Dr. Beatmen. I will abide by your directions. I-I just wish I could put it in sometimes. However, I suspect Kathy is so use to those big black dicks, she won't even want mine in her again." "Well don't dwell on that, that's not important now. What is important is that we continue all the treatments to get you back to normal. Now lets see, I see here you're adapting well to Transvestitism and the wearing of feminine attire. Do you feel it has helped reduced the stress of trying exhibit a manly appearance around those muscular black studs, when they visit your wife, or when you're around them?" "I-I guess so Doctor. When your specialist first proposed this I-I thought she was ... w-well nuts. But you know after wearing dresses and making up in drag, I did feel less stressful and more in a positive mood around all those husky brawny black men. A-Anyway, I-I sort of h-have gotten use to the attention and compliments they pay me about my lacy Bra's and Panties." "Wonderful Reed. I know these fellows called you some names you probably didn't like. Did the T&M training help you cope with it?" "It did. At first I still was put-down a bit, b- but .. I-I don't know why, but after a while, I found myself liking the sound of their heavy voices as they called me such names as "Sissy" and "Fag". However, as I got to know them much better from their repeated visits, I began to understand things from their perspective and saw that they weren't being derogatory as much as they were calling things as they saw it. Anyway, I've adapted better now. It doesn't bother me in the least. I wouldn't know what to think now if I don't get called a "faggot" or "sissy piece of ass" at least a half a dozen times a day, I've actually found that I love for them to call me these names." "Excellent attitude adjustment Reed." "Uh Dr. Beatmen, I-I do want to ask you something about these treatments." "Sure, go right ahead." "D-do you think they c-could become addictive?" Reed stammered nervously. "I'm glad you brought that up. It's more of a mental fixation rather than a physical addiction. In other cases, patients like you discover they like the power of being able to provide pleasure to these virile black men, even though the patient understands his subservient role and lusty sexual use at their hands is looked upon as humiliation by these black men. Do you feel that way?" "Y-yes I do Doctor. C-can I-I confide in you Dr. Beatmen? Y-you won't tell my wife?" "Of course you can confide in me. This is just between you and me Reed." "Well Doctor, I-I've found I get pleasure from pleasing these big black men by doing little things l-like unzipping their pants and taking out their big hard cocks. I-I revel in fondling and licking their penises as well as handling and kissing or licking their hairy balls, either before sucking them off or guiding them into my wife's cunt. Uh, d-do you t-think I-I'm gay because I ..." "Of course not! Perish the thought. You're a people pleaser. That's a positive trait and you should not be ashamed of that. We're all bisexual to some degree. In your case, all this special treatment has brought out elements of your bisexuality that I see as healthy and mentally satisfying to you and your marriage. I include your marriage, because as you so aptly indicated, your wife could never be satisfied again with just your smaller member. She too is accustomed to all those big dicks she's been getting too. No Reed, you are definitely not gay, otherwise you wouldn't delight in orally cleaning up your wife and sucking out her cum filled pussy the way you do." Reed breathed a sigh of relief at Dr. Beatmen's assessment and eagerly agreed that he did delight in kissing, lapping and tongue bathing his wife after she'd been sexually used. Dr. Beatmen also affirmed to Reed that there would be no harm if he continued these treatments, for his mental satisfaction, after she released him as a patient. "Now lets move on Reed. Before we digressed, we were discussing the positive benefits of you wearing more feminine attire. Based on all that you've told me, I believe that I did the right thing in prescribing more such apparel, especially ornate lacy dresses, sheer lacy blouses and intimate bedroom lingerie that is sexually arousing to the men who come to see you and your wife." Reed acknowledged his wife and her mother were busy filling that prescription. "Very good, and I agree with your mother-in-law you should look nice in lavender and pink. Ok, we have that out of the way, now lets talk about the last two treatments, that is, your Rectal Injections and your Posterior Recirculatory Treatment. Do you still feel relaxed and have a sense of well being after a vigorous session of the black men massaging your rectal area with their stiff penises and their injecting their pent up sex fluids deep in you?" Reed nodded affirmatively. "Lets see, I prescribed at least three to six doses of high level direct injections in this manner per week, on a regular basis. However, I have a note in your file here of your wife calling in to see if it was okay for you to take more than that on special occasions. This entry is dated last month. My note indicates she needed your help at a special party where there was 40 horny black studs and she wanted to have you help out in getting them all off. I see where I told her that you should try to avoid taking more than 24 injections in a 24 hour period per week. An excellent way to avoid getting too many injection but still not disappoint your volunteers, is to have them hump, I mean, massage your rear to the point of ejaculation, and then have them spurt their warm creamy fluids in your mouth." Reed thanked Dr. Beatmen for her tip revealed that his wife had already had him try it out. He also described the event his wife had called about. "It's so delightful you and she can spend such quality time together and yet benefit so many at the same time. So between the two of you the group gave y'all over a hundred loads?" "Yes they did. Kathy did mentioned what you told her about the maximum number of injections I should get. To my surprise, I was amazed at how eager the black men were to help me out. I didn't have any trouble of them not wanting to ejaculate down my throat after massaging my rectum with their big erections. However, I still think I came close to 20 men who did cream in my rear. I was really awash in jism when they were through with me. Things were so busy, I really don't know how many doses of cum I swallowed Doctor." "I presume you probably had penises in your mouth and rear simultaneously most of the evening?" "And in my hands too. There were cocks spurting yummy cum all over the place. I'm sure everyone went home satisfied and with soft dicks too. I ate so much cum, I was too full to do anything else than kiss my wife's slimy mucky cummed up lips and get a good swig of the yummy thick melded gluey milky gooey slime streaming from her pussy. it was so delicious!, but I was just too full to get it all." "You have nothing to be ashamed of. You did well Reed. You supported your wife just as a good husband should. I know she respects you for it and doesn't think bad at what happened." "You're right, she seemed so proud of me. That made me feel rather good." "I definitely see that you need to keep up the Rectal Injections. And since you'll be getting quite a bit of that, then you'll need to keep up with your Posterior Recirculatory Treatment. I have to say I'm pleased with the condition of your buttocks. I can see from the bruised areas your wife has been doing an excellent job of providing PRT. Tell me what regime is she using with the instruments." "She, er, first starts with the thick leather paddle and then the tawse for the wide area treatment. Then she switches to the crop to finish off the session." "She's doing a fine job of whip-, I mean flagellation. But I want her to use two different finer instruments. One is called the whippy cane. It's for delicate forceful treatment in single focused areas on your ass, er, buttocks. When the cane leaves a sensational burning feeling, you'll know it's working quite well. The other instrument is a nine tail whip with nine 18" knotted thongs. It's commonly referred to as a cat-O'nine. It's excellent for rapidly spreading a concentrated intensity of pain over your whole rear. It'll give you more welts and therefore more swelling just where it's needed. And a plus side is that it won't tire your dear wife out as fast, when she needs to give you a good treatment quickly. Say for instance, when she's getting ready to go out on the town with a black stud and doesn't have the time to spend a lot of time going through the paddles and then working up to the electric cords and canes. This way she can give you the treatment you need quickly and still be fresh and ready for her date before sending you to do dinner dishes or to bed." "B-but D-Doctor, it-it hurts so much now. C-can't you give me some pain killer for ..." "Absolutely not! We won't know if the treatment is working properly if we don't use your feeling as a guide. No! No, Reed, it is necessary for you to feel each sensation clearly. When you experience this, you know the treatment is most effective." "Y-you know best Dr. Beatmen, b-but maybe I-I could cut back on the Rectal Inject ..." "No way! Reed, there is no other way. You must accept what I tell you. There'll be no further discussion of this. It's necessary you receive a through whipping every two weeks, just as I've prescribed. There's to be no variation. In addition, I'm writing another prescription for touch up treatments in between this time... say a few touch up lashes every other night, with your wife using the instrument of her choice. Doesn't that sound reasonable?" "I-I guess so. I-I sure wish there was another w- way." Reed muttered with a pleading sorrowful look in his eyes. "It's a no pain no gain situation Reed dear." Dr. Beatmen spoke in a professional yet sarcastic tone. Reed, spineless as he normally is, meekly accepted his fate and resigned himself to what the good doctor had prescribed without even thinking of further protest. Reed's AUNT MATILDA "Reed we must all pull together in your time of need and put bygones behind us. Yes, I was against you leaving my home to get married, but now I see you did a wise thing in marrying Kathy. At first, I didn't think she was going to be a strong enough wife for you ... you know to keep you in line. But from the way she's stuck by you through out this ordeal, I definitely see I was wrong." "T-thank you Aunt Matilda." Reed replied nervously as he stood before his mother's sister, who was his guardian during most of his teenage years, after his mother's untimely demise. His aunt was a strict disciplinarian and Reed was still as nervous around her now as when he was thirteen. "Aunt Matilda, thanks so much for coming over to be with Reed while I'm away for the weekend. With mother also going out of town, you're a lifesaver." Reed's wife spoke cheerfully as she walked into the room all dressed for her weekend get away with a new handsome black stud lover. "My pleasure dear. I'm more than glad to help out. I was just telling Reed that we all must pull together now and forget any and all past differences. I just wish y'all would've let me know sooner, I would've been more than willing to assist you and your mother in giving my nephew his treatments." Aunt Matilda replied as she winked secretively at Kathy and rubbing her hands slightly, showing an eagerness to get started in giving her mollycoddled nephew his treatments. "Well Reed and I are so glad that you've forgiven us and are so willing to help out." Reed's wife replied as she also secretively winked at Aunt Matilda. Poor Reed could not observe the actions of the two women as his back was to both of them as this secret exchange was going on. "Now Aunt Matilda, I've written everything down on this note pad that we discussed earlier. These are the times for the fellows to come by with his medicine. They're not always on time and they sometimes bring a buddy or two to help out, but Reed is accustomed to accommodating many many extra men. Now tonight he's to get a touch up of his PRT, and the Doctor said okay on your wanting to use the dog whip you use to use on him as a teenager. Now tonight, he's just to get enough strokes to reddened his bottom and no PRT tomorrow night. However, Saturday night is the night for the full two week treatment. His bottom needs a complete and thorough treatment. It should be severely whipped using the full range of instruments in the basement whipping room, until his rear is tender and raw, like hamburger. If there is a slight sign of bleeding, that's okay, that's a sure sign that the treatment is effective, and all that is required is an application of warm salt water to his tender rear. Sure he'll wince with some discomfort, but he'll be fine." Reed, who was standing by winced at the thought of the pain he would again have to endure on Saturday night. Meanwhile his aunt was trying to suppress the excitement running through her at having the opportunity to give her grown nephew PRT. Moments later Reed's wife left for her long weekend escapade with her handsome black date. "They make a handsome couple don't they Reed?" "Uh, y-yes ma'am." He replied as they watched the two drive away after waving good-bye to them. "Have you sucked his cock or been fucked by him too?" His aunt asked in a matter-of-fact manner. "Uh, y-yes ma'am ... both ways many! times." Reed nervously replied. While accustomed to having such candid discussions with his wife and mother-in-law, he was not comfortable doing the same with his aunt. However, as the evening went on, his comfort level increased as his aunt praised him for his courage and fortitude in what he was going through. Reed was not accustomed to getting glowing praise from his aunt and was exceedingly pleased by her doing so. She soon had him talking easily about all his activities. Aunt Matilda was overjoyed at one instance as she listened to her duped feminized sissy faggot nephew boast about how good a cock sucker he was, and how he could swallow the biggest load of semen from big black cocks without choking. It was like a little boy bragging to his mother. Another time she couldn't help but giggle as she hugged him when he told her of his reward for dressing in lacy sleepwear and not spilling one drop of precious medicine er Cum brought to him late one night by a group of nine strange black men. "I was home alone when Kathy called, waking me up. She was at some black tavern with a group of black studs. It was her idea for the group to come see me. They were a group of farm workers with hard dicks but little money. "Accustomed to getting the drug I needed at all hours and in large doses, I got up and prepared myself for the group to arrive. I made them some hot snacks and had plenty cold beer on hand. "I greeted the men at the door dressed only in a short lacy trimmed lavender sleep shirt. I wore a well fitting wig and plenty of makeup, very pretty underwire lavender lace push-up bra but didn't hide my small prick which was slightly visible and in a chastity restraint lock. The men's rough hands were all over me as they groped and felt up my tender perfumed body. As has happened before, I quickly admitted that I was a Sissy Transvestite once they asked if I was a faggot. That way, it lets them know you don't mean to fool them and puts them at ease." "You don't mind being called a faggot dear?" His aunt asked smiling. "Oh no not at all in fact I just adore those name's Auntie. I understand better from my T&M training why it's natural, and even desirable, for these black men to call me that. They even call me SissyKrystal sometime too. That's the feminine name my wife gave me. You might hear her and her mom call me that too." "SissyKrystal is pretty. I like it." "Thank you. It does have a nice sound to it. However, as I was saying, my wearing feminine attire and makeup makes me more appealing to them and sexually arouses them better, which makes their dicks harder for me, which results in them giving me a good heavy loads of their precious cum. Well, them calling and seeing me as a faggot has a similar beneficial effect on their cocks too. Faggots are considered by them to be effeminate, weakly, tender and soft. As you see that fits me rather well, . I really don't mind them seeing me as a Sissy faggot now that I know all of what I've told you. In fact, I've grown to adore the way the men sound when they say it". Reed continued to tell his aunt more about his T&M training. She marveled at how well his wife and her phony doctor had mislead and fooled her gullible nephew as he rambled on in his explanation of why he wasn't uncomfortable in portraying and functioning in an effeminate and submissive role for a group of sex starved black men. "Oh I get manhandled occasionally, but I've really learned to understand the delight and joy I get from seeing and feeling first hand, what pleasure the men get from working their throbbing hard-ons off in me, and in the process, giving me a part of themselves. Seeing them walk away with soft well satisfied pricks seems to make it all worth while Auntie." His aunt's face lit up as she also learned that Reed was quite experienced since he'd been a "male cunt" for more than a dozen different groups of lusty black men. When his aunt got him back on track with what they were originally discussing, she couldn't suppress a giggle when she found out what his reward was for "not missing a drop" of the black group's jism." His reward, being permitted to jack off in front of his wife and one of her many black studs. Because of pleasing the group of horny black men so well, his wife unlocked him a full week early from his penis restraint, for which he was locked up for some minor punishment. She permitted him to beat his meat for she and her black stud's amusement, before she went to bed with the black man and happily and eagerly gave him her cunt which she so routinely and vigorously denied her effeminized husband, except to suck out. Reed's aunt was so struck at the expressed sincerity of the pride he showed at achieving his "reward". "I wish I could have intercourse with Kathy sometime, but my doctor thinks its best for me to continue to jerk off. She doesn't know when I'll be able to have regular sex with her again. I-I've asked her if she could convince Kathy and her mom for it being okay for me to have sex with, well a-another woman, you know maybe a hooker or something, since she, Dr. Beatmen, is so concerned about me contaminating my wife's cunt with a trace chemical in my cum." "Did she?" "No. However, I very was surprised at her chastising me for even thinking of being unfaithful and selfish while my wife was "giving her all" to help me out in my time of need. She made me feel so guilty, I-I never brought it up again." "I have to agree with her dear. You should not even think of such a thing. Pulling your peter is the right thing to do, especially since the good doctor has prescribed that." Matilda felt a thrill run through her from saying what she did to add to her nephew's deception and continued subjugation. "I-I suppose you're right Auntie." "Now, look me in the eyes and promise you'll do exactly what the doctor wants you to do and never again think of putting your little thing in another woman other than your wife. Remember darling a woman wants a man, not a wimp." "I-I promise Auntie Matilda." Reed said softly as his aunt held his soft and pretty, well made-up face in her hands. "That's good dear. Now I don't want to catch you breaking your promise. If you do. I'll have to severely punish you myself. Understand?" Reed quickly acknowledged her. "Now Reed dear, while we're waiting on your guests to bring you your medicine, all this sexy talk of yours has got me heated up." Matilda said as she raised her dress and pulled her panties down. Reed knew what this meant. His wife and mother-in- law had trained him well in giving head. It was the only sex with other women his wife permitted. Matilda loved having her nephew's face on her wet hairy heated cunt. As he tongued her so delightfully, she could only think of praise for the way her nephew had been brain washed, manipulated, tricked and subjugated. She was also surprised at how easily he obeyed when she beckoned for him to put his mouth on her hot hairy muff. As she enjoyed his oral talents she thought again of the whipping she was to give him later that night, after he'd been sexed by the black studs coming over. The thought of that made her feel even more exhilarated as she closed her legs around his head and vigorously gyrated her hairy wet muff in his captive face. She had always dreamt of whipping her wimp nephew after he was grown. Many an hour was spent masturbating with a vision of her nephew bent over a sofa, the whip whistling down on his soft ass cheeks. EPILOGUE As time passed Kathy suggested that there was money to be made in prostituting Reed. Her mother, Dr. Beatmen and Matilda readily agreed and that plan was also put in motion. Some Time Later: "Tell me doctor, what drugs do you have to turn Reed into a full time whore." Inquired Matilda as she gently ran a soft hand over Dr. Beatmen's silk covered breast. Karen smiled. My Sissy Life When I was 14 years old I would sneak out my bedroom window every night around midnight. There was a large and newer apartment complex behind my house with a nice swimming pool and Jaquzzi. All of the apartments had decks or patios facing the court yard. So late at night I would cruise the complex and find some of the cutest girls bikini bathing suits I ever saw. I know it was wrong but I would steal the bathing suits off there patios and go into the laundry rooms and change into the bikini. Now that I'm older I relize that many people stay up very late at night, but as a 14 year old transvestite I had no clue.So every night I would be in that pool or Jaquzzi wearing a cute little 2 piece bikini bathing suit for who ever to see. After a year or so of duing this some of the tenants and all of the other kids who lived there had seen me and from that day on I've allways been called a sissy boy slash girl. Love Sissy Krystalhot

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Date: 08 Feb 2006
Time: 01:02:48

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I was transformed into a bizarre doll by my ex girlfriend and her lover.I always wear a thin transparent rubber suit under my pvc and rubber maids dresses. My body has been made permanently hairless, bleached and a sluttish doll make-up has been tatooed. My Lips, hips, butt and breast got huge implants.I look like a perfekt whore and are shown in public. Yesterday I went to work dressed in a red pvc maids dress after my head got tattoed and my nose was pierced with a large golden hoop.My fantasy is to be showed in public wearing tansparent dresses and diapers

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Date: 09 Feb 2006
Time: 07:09:26

Fantasy

I want to be chained to a bed wearing a tight mini skirt and a bra. then have my girlfriend put on a strapon and buttfuck me for hours. after words she would make me put on a mini dress and heels and go to the mall.

Remote User:
Date: 09 Feb 2006
Time: 11:04:20

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Remote User:
Date: 09 Feb 2006
Time: 19:45:32

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My fantasy is to be taken by my mistress to a ladies hair salon and have a young female hairdresser create a hairstyle that is totally sissy. First she would tie me to the chair and then coat my hair in bleach and taunt me as my dark hair turns ever lighter. Once that was washed out things would get even worse when she then applied permanent pink dye to my bleached hair and sat me under a hairdryer. with each minute my fate would be ever more sealed. Eventually i would have to walk out past the other ladies in the salon and into the street with a head of girly pink hair. There would be no hiding that.

Remote User:
Date: 09 Feb 2006
Time: 20:50:50

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'Ten - thank you Mistress.' a long pause ... 'Don't fidgit! Stay absolutely still or your punishment will start all over again.' 'Please forgive me, Mistress. I won't move, but I'm just a stupid sissy. I do so want to serve you & obey you - I am learning so much from your training. Please, please , please forgive me.' 'That was sweet, Poppy, but your disobedience cannot be ignored completely - I'll decide what to do later - perhaps no supper tonight or an extra 6 kisses from my cane before bed, or perhaps both or perhpas something else - you'll just have to wait & see. But back to this training ...' 'Eleven', I called out as I had been taught after redceiving each stroke of a spanking or caning. 'Thank you Mistress. Twelve - thank you Mistress.' A long pause, during which my Mistress tapped the rattan cane gently on various parts of my body. I concentrated very hard on not moving even a fraction. That was hard, I was bent over grasping my ankles & had been in that position for about 20 minutes (I have to assume the position some time before the punishement starts so that i can contemplate the pain that I am soon going to receive). My legs ached badly - I had been on my feet all morning cleaning in my 6" patent black stilettos heels. 'I must not move', I kept saying to myself. 'I must keep still' ... Finally, Mistress walked round & put the cane to my lips. I knew waht to do - 'Thank you for your kisses. I am so lucky that you love me. I'm in heaven when you caress me. Please kiss me again soon.' 'Up', my Mistress ordered. 'Bring me a strong gin & tonic, and then you're to rescrub the kitchen floor - only this time do it properly - and straighten your seams.' 'Yes Mistress'. I fetched Mistress her drink and made my way to the kitchen to do the floor. I was soon on my hands and knees with the floor cloth and the bucket scrubbing away at the tiles. Mistress had trained me to push my bottom up as much as possible whenver I was cleaning the floor, just as I was trained to bend from the waist with straight legs whenever I was serving food or drinks or picking anything up. Today I was wearing a very short black satin maid dress which even when I was standing upright showed not just my stocking tops but quite a lot of my Panties (see-thru pink tie-sides today). So everything was certainly on display - but that was what Mistress wanted and she always knew what was best for me. Mistress came in to inspect my work. Mistress looked very closely for some time. Mistress the sadi "That will do, just about. Now get up and start the ironing. I'm going to watch some TV so I don't want to hear any noises disturbing me." "Yes Mistress", I answered obediently with my eyes lowered as I had been taught. The ironing pile was quite large and I was taking great care not to singe anything when a tap on the window made me jump. It was Master Mike, Mistress' boyfriend. Quickly he was soon through the backdoor. Master had a big smile on his face. "Busy Poppy?", he said. "Yes Master. Mistress is in the lounge watching the TV. Shall I tell her you are here?" "In a minute, Poppy. I'll gte myself a drink first." "Very good Master. Please may I continue with my chores?". "Yes", Master said casually. I returned to ironing Mistress' Black Lace baby Doll Nightie, trying not to think about how sexy it was. Suddenly I felt a hand on my bottom, sliding inside my panties. Master was soon pressing hard against me, one hand in my panties and the other playing with my left nipple and the nipple clamp that Master could feel through my bra. "Stop that, for the moment Poppy. On your knees you sissy slut and give me a good blowjob." TO BE CONTINUED

Remote User:
Date: 09 Feb 2006
Time: 23:59:47

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My ultimate fantasy is to be the only servant for a beautiful redhead princess, and by servant i mean sissy maid. My uniform is tiny and pink silk and very skimpy, so short that my tiny little willy hangs out underneath it with a pink bow tied around it and has petticoats that make my little dress stick out. She would take me around by tying a lead to the bow on my willy and showing me off to her princess friends who have no servants. They giggle and tease me, especially when i go hard and they see that i'm small all the time. They tease me by tieing me to a table for all to see, including their boyfriends, some who are muscular, some who are feminine. The men and women stroke my hard little willy but dont let me come, and the men masturbate all over my pretty uniform. If i have been good, i will be allowed to kiss the most feminine man there and he will finally stroke me untill i come. Meanwhile my princess is filming all of this to threaten to show it to my friends so i will continue to serve her.

Remote User:
Date: 11 Feb 2006
Time: 14:28:41

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DRINKING CUM FROM A LARGE GLASS

Remote User:
Date: 15 Feb 2006
Time: 14:11:49

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I want to be caught in my bra and panties with a girdle and stockings on by my girlfriends daughter. I want her to laugh at me and call me a sissy. Then I want her to make me eat her pussy, and finger fuck her.

Remote User:
Date: 15 Feb 2006
Time: 14:12:29

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Remote User:
Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:50:22

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long black leather coat

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Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:50:48

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long black leather coat

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Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:51:14

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Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:51:46

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long black leather coat

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Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:52:12

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long black leather coat

Remote User:
Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:52:50

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long black leather coat

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Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 08:53:38

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long black leather coat

Remote User:
Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 20:04:48

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Remote User:
Date: 17 Feb 2006
Time: 22:28:02

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I agree. Long soft black leather coats are so lush and sexy. --- When I was young, (very young actually, about 8 years old), I used to go with my mother to visit my auntie. We went about twice a week after school. My mother and my auntie uesd to drink tea in the living room and chat about grown up things for hours. I'd get bored and go to play in the garden. My auntie owned a long leather coat which was normally hanging in the passage by the front door. I couldn't quite work out why at the time, but her coat used to facsinate me. I'd be spellbound by the look of it, hanging loosely almost to the floor. The way the light was sometimes absorbed and sometimes reflected by the smooth leather would have me transfixed. As I made my way out to the garden, I could never resist touching the coat, running the back of my hand down it subtle texture. I felt so cool and soft. --- One day, when my mother and auntie were deep in conversation, I told them I was off out to play. I wakled, as usual, past the leather coat, which had become an object of my desire. As usual, I stopped and ran my hand over it, receiving my usual thrill. Then a thought came to me. A thought that made my pulse beat faster than I'd ever known it beat before. I wanted to wear the coat. To wrap the leather around my little body. For a moment I couldn't move. I listened for a short while to my mother and auntie chattering away in the front room and decided that they weren't going to move for a while. So quietly, I unhooked the coat from it's peg. I held in my hands for a few moments, then slipped it on. My arms were shorter than the arms of the coat and if I'd walked with it on, then it would have dragged on the ground. Quickly, I hugged myself, moving it over my body and smelling the amazing aroma of leather and woman. Then I quickly removed it and hung it back on the peg with a feeling of guilt which I didn't quite understand. I went to play in the garden with an adrenelin high which I had never felt before. --- All told, I'd worn the coat for about 10 - 15 seconds, yet even today, some 40 years later, I still remember those few moments. --- Now, whenever I see a woman wearing a long black leather coat, my heart beats faster. And for some reason, I just can't take my eyes off her.

Remote User:
Date: 20 Feb 2006
Time: 16:05:17

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How unknown to me, my fantasy was my reality. My Mistress Just Left me , and I'm a little bummed. She just graduated college and moved back home to start her job and I'm still here in Chicago. Now I'm seeking the humilation that I thought I couldn't wait to end. Here's how she kept me cuckolded. I started first as her sissy that she would keep in panties. She would still have sex with me until I was caught doing several naughty things with her and my other roomates panties. Then she brought home the chastity tube the butt plugs and the strap on. I was addicted to her so I agreed to be in the tube, plugged and pantied. She would often set up dates and have sex with them while I was forced to watch in my room via webcam unkown to the men. Then the next morning I would be forced to pleasure her orally then if I did well I would get fucked with the strap on. She would remove my tube, would pull my panties to the side, remove my plug then do me until I shot my sissy load in my panties. Then I would have to use the panties as a gag as she spanked me, whipped me, and continued to fuck me until I cried horribly. Then 3 months into that humilation I was told I was pathetic and a Sissy Baby. I was then forced to wear dispoable diapers and locking plastic panties all the time, she would unlock me three times a day to use the restroom and change my diapers myself. I was often wet. I was still plugged and tubed and still forced to watch her. The only difference was if I was naughty I was forced to wear the diaper all day. Sometimes I even dirtied it. But now shes gone and she took everything with her. I find myself craving my plugs and being humilated. I bought myself diapers and panties and maybe I'll buy myself a plug...I just wish i had someone to cuckold me, tease me, use me, and humilate me. Interested? I'm young 26 and cute. My email is wittlebabygwurl@excite.com Sissy baby

Remote User:
Date: 20 Feb 2006
Time: 16:07:05

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Remote User:
Date: 20 Feb 2006
Time: 16:08:47

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HI, This is how my fantasy now is what my reality was before. My Mistress Just Left me , and I'm a little bummed. She just graduated college and moved back home to start her job and I'm still here in Chicago. Now I'm seeking the humilation that I thought I couldn't wait to end. Here's how she kept me cuckolded. I started first as her sissy that she would keep in panties. She would still have sex with me until I was caught doing several naughty things with her and my other roomates panties. Then she brought home the chastity tube the butt plugs and the strap on. I was addicted to her so I agreed to be in the tube, plugged and pantied. She would often set up dates and have sex with them while I was forced to watch in my room via webcam unkown to the men. Then the next morning I would be forced to pleasure her orally then if I did well I would get fucked with the strap on. She would remove my tube, would pull my panties to the side, remove my plug then do me until I shot my sissy load in my panties. Then I would have to use the panties as a gag as she spanked me, whipped me, and continued to fuck me until I cried horribly. Then 3 months into that humilation I was told I was pathetic and a Sissy Baby. I was then forced to wear dispoable diapers and locking plastic panties all the time, she would unlock me three times a day to use the restroom and change my diapers myself. I was often wet. I was still plugged and tubed and still forced to watch her. The only difference was if I was naughty I was forced to wear the diaper all day. Sometimes I even dirtied it. But now shes gone and she took everything with her. I find myself craving my plugs and being humilated. I bought myself diapers and panties and maybe I'll buy myself a plug...I just wish i had someone to cuckold me, tease me, use me, and humilate me. Interested? I'm young 26 and cute. My email is wittlebabygwurl@excite.com Sissy baby

Remote User:
Date: 21 Feb 2006
Time: 06:56:56

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Remote User:
Date: 21 Feb 2006
Time: 07:44:50

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Hi this is a true storie. I met this woman who I quickly feal in love with. She asked me If I would move in with her. She was 32, and I was 22. She was really nice and giving. I moved in with her after we had slept with each other a few times. She was real nice for a month or so. But then are factory shut down, and I could'nt find work. I found out that she had a real problem, She started to become very dominant. she was very abusive to me and not in a nice way. I ignored it at first. But her best friend worked at a doctors office, and got her some tranculizers. She said it was to help her sleep. That night she made me some dinner and told me she was sorry and that things would get better soon wanting to belive her, I said I'll foregive her. But the next thing I knew I woke up. she had taken all of my clothes and my truck. She had me dressed in a silk teddy and high heels. I thought it was a joke because she loved kinky sex. But walked through the house and saw that she had put bars up on the windows, and put new locks on the doors, the king where you have to have a key to go in or out. There was a letter on the door, that said she was going to be back in four days. she had turned off the phone. Her daughter would come by with food. She said I was hers and she wasnt going to be nice when she came back. A week later she came back, she had a big box of stuff for me. she said that I'm only allowed to wear dresses until i can escape. she gave me a coke, when I woke up I was chained to her bed with a penis gag in my mouth and a big dildo up my ass. Her daughter came in and said that her mom said to take pictures of me. She told me she would help me if she could. ! month later my master left for a week and left me in the care of her daughter. She managee to un chain me. She told me I could stay at her house but I had to wear my skirt and heels. over there because she didnt have any money to bye me any clothes. I agreed. But when we got there she said that me wearing a skirt turned her on she started sticking a dildo up my skirt and said if I would sleep with her she would let me go for good. I said she could but she used the dildo on me and laughed at me. She did let me go at walmart at 300 in the morning 5 miles from any where on a busy well light highway. I still have scares where she would beet me with a hot curling iron and the chains were so tight. To this day I like her daughter

Remote User:
Date: 22 Feb 2006
Time: 20:29:50

Fantasy

a man to be dressed in a full wedding dress hells underwear and photos takin

Remote User:
Date: 22 Feb 2006
Time: 20:30:40

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a man to be dressed in a full wedding dress hells underwear and photos takin

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Date: 22 Feb 2006
Time: 20:31:04

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a man to be dressed in a full wedding dress hells underwear and photos takin

Remote User:
Date: 24 Feb 2006
Time: 03:41:14

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My alltime fantasy would have to be where I am alone in a hotel room and I dress up in a babydoll nightie with white thigh high nylons, a pretty, dainty pair of lacy panties, 5'' pumps and a hair scarf. I have a great girly ass and legs but the rest of me is totally masculine. I would never even consider trying to pass in public. Thats what makes my fantasy all the more erotic is because after I dress like a sissy I love to go for long, long drives for hours and hours along dark streets and dead-ends and when I feel safe I turn off my car and I get out and stand in the night air and usually pull my panties down to my ankles and begin some kind of ass play with myself. I love to hear myself moaning like a whore out in the open air. Sometimes I look for something I can back my ass up against and fuck myself that way. For example, I once was in an industrial park walking between the buildings where it was totally dark and safe, between each building there were these small security bars for chaining up equipment and such, they were basically shaped just like a tic tac toe game. They were perfect because they had 2 1/2" stainless steel pipes that petruded out about a foot and they were finished off with a smooth oval shaped cap.I got down on my knees and sucked and slurped on the end of that cold pipe until it was dripping with saliva. Staying on my knees I just simply turn around and back my hungry sissy ass up against the rounded wet edge and ease myself back and soon I am pumping my gaping ass steady and fast and I can hear all my ass juices crackling every time I bury that pipe inside me. I think of how this must look if someone was to walk up on me. I think I am probably the only kinky mother-fucker that has done something like this.

Remote User:
Date: 24 Feb 2006
Time: 22:41:15

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Erotic nurse sexy 10 year old girl wearing that outfit

Remote User:
Date: 25 Feb 2006
Time: 21:11:16

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when i was younger my mom caught me trying to wear panties under my jeans to school. she was pist and humiliated me.i had to stay home from school and clean the house wearing panties and a bra. she just sat and watched, got drunk and made fun of me. she put me over her knee and spanked my panty ass. then as she got drunker she started losing it and perving on me. she made me look at her ass in panties to show how a woman wore them better. she made me rub her panties over her pussy to show me how smooth they fit. she became angry and bent me over and fucked me with her vibrator.i ptretended i didnt like my mom touching me. she made me jackoff and forced me to eat my own cum as she maturbated. i had to suck my moms cunt. i had to tongue fuck her ass. soon her sons cock was in her mouth and she drank her boys cum....that was years ago..it was never brought up again.. i dont wear panties now..but i fantasize about my mom fucking me often..i was thinking of bringing it up again, and having my mom fuck me with a strap-on while i wore a miniskirt and pink panties...

Remote User:
Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:27:45

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Remote User:
Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:51:24

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directoire knickers

Remote User:
Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:54:45

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Always Dream of being forced into pvc or leather with thigh high red stilettos then being bent over and put my shiny red lips around a juicy cock and made to suck the whole lot and at the same time have my love hole filled with a juicy cock or by a leather clad dominatrix with a huge love tool xxx kirsty

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Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:55:22

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Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:55:44

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Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:59:13

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Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 00:59:37

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Date: 26 Feb 2006
Time: 01:00:28

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