Coming Out as Amber (Forced Feminization Stories)

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They are defensive, and tonight's was indignant. He declared that he didn't want to wear the clothes precisely because he was not a sissy. The woman went to the kitchen; she opened a drawer and retrieved a polythene bag which would easily slip over her victims head. It was very thin and quite transparent. But, instead of returning to her slave, she put on her raincoat and stepped out into the quiet of the night. He cried out for me to stop but whether it was my continued stroking or the effect of the sexy lingerie he stayed in the same position, accepting his role as a passive sex object. I'm going to sit on your face now and you are going to please me as well as you can. Are we clear slut?" Julie tells me while she spreads her buttcheeks with her hands in front of my face.

I thought that this might break the tension, but he blushed and didn't reply. I joked that his red cheeks made him look even more like a doll. "Should I put you in a pretty dress and play with you?" This work is functionally on hiatus! I have three/four other works I want to focus on before this, so do not expect regular uploads of any kind. Language: English Words: 1,185 Chapters: 2/? Comments: 12 Kudos: 3 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 37 Suit yourself, but you are the one that's totally naked in an all-girl's rooming house with no keys to your car". Chris was a not quite famous scientist who had made his contribution and was waiting for the rest of the scientific world to decide just how important that contribution was. This meant that he had time on his hands! He had never been romantically involved -- mainly because he was a secret transvestite and he had a terrible weakness for dominant women. He was also a coward! So, instead of looking for Mistress Right he had thrown himself completely into a brilliant career and had given up on the hope of ever entering into a committed relationship.I decided to ride home that afternoon with the windows down and satellite radio off. The day had a surreal feel to it and somehow, the norm didn't seem appropriate. After many years of hard work, I was retiring. I didn't plan on just sitting at home, I just wasn't sure what the next section of my life would entail. My wife, Sara, had planned something special I am sure so I was kind of in a hurry to get home, but it was a nice day so I decided take my time.

Keep ongoing," she tells me with some heat now on her voice, and I can see that her pussy is getting wet. His shame was all-consuming but I refused to be embarrassed for him. My primary feeling was annoyance. "Come on then," I said. I took him to my bedroom and told him to take off his clothes, although I was so impatient that I took most of them off him myself. I could tell they were moving around but for the next few minutes nothing seemed to be happening to me. Then, without notice, someone grabbed my boxers and cut them off with scissors. After ripping them off of me, someone slapped my ass. Not very hard, just a light tap. My wife knew I was into spanking but it was usually me doing the spanking. A brief pause and then another slap came across my ass. I tried to speak but the gag that filled my mouth kept my kept my words completely incoherent. I wasn't sure where this was going until I felt someone under the table. Another slap now made created a steady rhythm that I was unable to stop. The person under the table was definitely my wife which meant that the person spanking me was the unknown second woman.I wondered how far he would let me go before showing some assertiveness. How much more shame could he take? Would he let me do anything to him? With every free step she took she could feel the bonds of her slave tighten. With every free breath that she took she could feel her slave suffer. She delighted in the moment and felt her powers grow. Only a few hours before, her slave was a man of talent and integrity - a man with his destiny in his own hands. Now, he was a feminized object to be controlled and abused - a sissy slave to be humiliated and used for the rest of his useful life.