mistress made me post this pic to show who i belong to and not to be concerned what she will or will not do.not do to me.

My mistress now has me write to her everyday and follow her orders to the tee. I have to wear thongs all the time now and must tell her about what i do everyday of the week. She is going to have me visit her when she is near around Christmas and i am excited and nervous all in one to find what she will have planned for me and what will happen when we meet. Mistress has talked about fisting me. I am not sure i will be able to handle that but will still do as she requests and see if i can  stretch that much if she tries it. I hope she queens me i love that when i can please my mistress but what ever she does it will be exciting. Mistress has also talked about cbt and i wonder where she will be going there. It should be a good time can not wait to serve Mistress.

 I was just given this from my mistress. I am so excited and nervous all at the same time. I have not been with anyone but her and now she has given me this info. The letter read as follows "No meets never meets no giving out phone number tell them you have been ordered by your mistress bluanjel39 on yahoo instant messenger and wildanjel4u67". It will be interesting to see what comes from this. I have the ideas of this happening and now mistress may make this happen.

I sit here tonight wondering what my mistress has planned for me next. She has said that she will let me know what is to come next. I keep thinking that it is like Christmas and like when I was young what good things am i going to get. My heart flutters with thoughts of her putting me in sexy stockings with a very restrictive corset and 5" heels. Then blind folding me and tied in a very exposing way and having her way with me without knowing if it is her or someone else impaling me on a cock. Or maybe be she will have me make a homemade creampie and then eat it from her and she washes it down my throat with her piss while sitting on my face or using a queening chair. Maybe she will dress me in a sharp business skirt and parade me around in public with her.  I am so anxious to prove my loyalty to her and do as she commands and can only wait in total excitement as to what she will plan.

Maybe she will have a party and put me in a maids dress and have me serve her party mates in anyway that they desire without any hesitation. where i could be bent over a coffee table with my mistress sitting on my face while i am being taken from behind.

Only she knows what will come next and i await patiently ready to obey as she asks.

I remember the first time mistress came to the house and told me to go and meet the guys out at the bar. On the way she told me to open the bag and put on what was in there and then put my clothes back on. First I put on the stockings and as I was pulling them on I remember how sexy they felt against my legs and it made me hard almost instantly for the feel of the stockings and the commands of my mistress. I then pulled on the sexy and lacy thong that she had for me and that just put me over the top with excitement and nervous tension because we were going out to the bars with the guys and I will be wearing all these sexy things under my clothes. She also had me wear a bra under my shirt which I thought someone might notice. It was so exciting to know I made my mistress happy that I followed orders and done as she commanded.  At the same time I did not want to be caught by the guys.  Then later after many drinks at the bar we would go back to her place and she then would have me strip down to my girl y clothes and then make me put on a teddy. From there she had me crawl to her and pleasure her with my tongue until completion. She then would set up a mirror on the floor next to me while i am on my hand and knees and tell me to watch as she would take me from behind and thoroughly bang the lights out of me.  I love this and only desire to be under the control of my mistress as she really knows how to make me commit to her desires and needs.  One night after that we had done the same thing and when we got back to the house she gave me the greatest blow job while I went down on her when she was satisfied she turned around with my load in her mouth and kissed me telling me to taste my load and to savor it before swallowing  it down. She then tied me down to the bed with my ass in the air and took me over and over telling me to show her how much I enjoyed being her little sissy boi and how excited I get when she takes control of me like this. While tied down she left the vibe buried in my ass which was the most incredible feeling ever to be domed like that she went and squatted over my head and began to give me a golden shower and explain how she was going to tie me down one night blind folded and have me taken by a real man while I think that it is her. She also desired to have me completely submit to her and also learn to give head to who she told me too. What great times only hope there are more like that in the future with mistress.

I guess the only thing that sets me apart from most middle age, average
guys is that I keep my house very tidy and I approach my chores a bit
differently. I watch the news over coffee until about eight a.m., and
then I start cleaning. This morning I had to drop the car so it was
nine before I began.

I start by parting my hair in the middle. Normally I part it on the
left side. Then I add a little mousse and tousle it with my fingers
until it has that "messy" look. A small amount of mascara and eye
liner, topped with red lipstick and I am ready to get dressed.

In the bedroom, I remove my jeans and golf shirt, both of which I hang
up to wear later when I do my grocery shopping. Removing my jockeys and
tee shirt, I toss them in the laundry basket. Naked, I stand before the
mirror. I keep myself completely shaved except for a "landing strip"
around my cock and as I turn this way and that I tingle at the thought
of my bath later where I will leisurely shave myself even closer.

Cupping my medium man boobs, (remember I said I have some non-toned
flesh on me), I thumb the nipples and watch in the mirror as they
redden and become stiff. Likewise, I can feel the blood slowly moving
into my six inch cock, which starts to thicken a bit.

From my dresser I take a pair of black suspender tights. Sitting on the
bed, I roll them and with pointed toes slip them over my feet. Bunched
now at my ankles, I extend one leg and slowly pull the hose up being
careful not to run them and keeping the rear seam straight. When both
legs are done I stand to pull them up to my waist. Adjusting them so
that the openings on the front, back and sides are where they should
be, I shiver again, seeing my half erect cock framed by the dark nylon.

Walking back to the dresser, I smile because I have already started to
walk differently; with shorter steps and a slight wiggle to my hips.
Pulling the full coverage white panty from the drawer, I run my fingers
over the multiple rows of lace adorning the front and back. Pulling
them on, I press my hardening cock down as best I can and trap it
between my legs, the panty helping to keep it there.

A slightly padded push up bra in white is next and because of the years
of practice; I easily slip it on and clip it. Pulling my man flesh up
and in, I run the tips of my fingers over the cleavage produced. For
those that care, I nicely fill out this bra which is a thirty-six, B
cup.

Walking back to the closet, I marvel at the comfortable restriction of
the bra and the sensation of my cock base being rubbed by the silky
panty. From it's hanger I remove the black and white maid outfit and
hold it up in front of me. Holding it by the ruffled straps, I lower it
to my feet and step into it. I pull the short dress up, settling it
around my waist before slipping my arms into the straps and adjusting
the bodice.

After adjusting the front so my bra is covered but my cleavage shows, I
check the mirror, delighted as always that the short skirt shows the
bottom of my ruffled panty and my stocking tops, even when I am
standing straight.

Reaching for the last tie into the closet, I remove my four inch black
pumps. These are the standard, classic pump and perfectly suited for
the outfit I have on. Setting them on the floor in front of me, I slip
first one and then the other foot into them. Again, because of years of
practice, I do not have to sit down to put my heels on.

Fully dressed, I head to the kitchen to start cleaning. The house I
rent, while not in the boondocks, is secluded and can not be seen from
the road or adjacent properties. As a result I do not worry about
closing the blinds, in fact as often as is possible I keep the windows
open to keep the house smelly fresh.

By ten-thirty, the dishes are done, the refrigerator is wiped clean and
the unused leftovers thrown out, the floors sparkle and the counters
shine. My cock of course is very hard by now, tucked nicely in the
panty. It is always that way because of the sound of my heels tapping
on the ceramic floors, the sweet feeling of the bra holding my breasts,
and the suspender tights that pull slightly with every step.

The two bathrooms are next and by eleven-forty five, they are as clean
as the kitchen. The only items remaining are the floors. Before getting
out the dust mop and the vacuum, I reach into my panty to pull my fully
erect cock straight up. I adjust the panty so that it holds it firmly
against my abdomen. If I don't do this, I know I will cum in the panty
from the friction of my thighs rubbing the sensitive skin of my organ.

I dust mop the hard wood floors first, going room to room, again
enjoying the sound of my heels tapping out their mincing little beat.
That finished, I unwind the long cord of the vacuum and begin the final
chore. Both bedrooms done, I move into the living room. Little of the
furniture needs to be moved so that task goes pretty quickly.

I bent over to unplug the machine and feel a tingle as the short dress
rides up, my stockings and pantied ass would be fully exposed if there
had been anyone there to see it. Straightening and turning away from
the wall, I am horrified to see my landlord leaning against the
doorjamb of the living room.

Landlord is not quite accurate, technically she is the property
manager; I have no idea who actually owns the house. As mortified and
embarrassed as I felt, I could not help but admire her. Even as I was
thinking my life was over, I could not help notice we were very similar
heels and that she looked quite fetching in her knee length gray skirt
and cream colored blouse.

She spoke first, "I'm sorry, I would have knocked, but I did not see
your car and thought no one was home. I was going was leaving your
lease renewal on the kitchen counter for you when I heard the
vacuum..."

"Um the car is in the shop for service." I managed.

I think in attempt to make me feel better, Carolyn said with a smile,
"Oh, well that would explain it. And your outfit would explain why the
house is always so lovely."

"I am so sorry, I mean I..." was all I could stammer.

"Don't be silly. There is nothing to be sorry for. I am the one who
barged in. What you wear in your own home is your business. And
honestly you do look cute."

"Carolyn, I am so embarrassed. I do it to relieve the stress of the
week" Trying to smile I added, "It does keep me focused on the cleaning
though."

"I imagine that a proper uniform for a job will keep your mind on it. I
noticed coffee in the kitchen when I put the lease down. If you would
like some company, I would love a cup?" She asked.

"Well, yes, I mean let me put this away and then change." I said,
motioning at the vacuum.

"Why don't you put that away and not change?" Carolyn suggested. "Like
I said you do look rather nice."

She turned and headed for the kitchen leaving me speechless. I quickly
wound the cord and stored the vacuum away and then nervously headed for
the kitchen, the sound of my heels loud on first the wood floors of the
hall and then the tile of the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen I found her sitting at the island counter. "I
waited for you." She said, "I thought you might enjoy serving the
coffee."

"Yes, of course." I smiled and busied myself getting out the cups and
the cream and sugar. I could feel her eyes on me the whole time.
Setting her cup before her, I held the back of the short maid skirt to
my butt as I sat. That did not go unnoticed either.

Sliding my lease toward me she broke the ice by saying, "I guess it is
good I have not filled in the lease yet."

Concerned she would not renew, I started, "I understand if you don't
want to renew. It is a shock. I would just like a little time to find a
place."

"Why would you move? She countered. "I just meant that Mark Wallace on
the lease is really not appropriate if you know what I mean. Is there a
name you like when you are dressed pretty?"

Staring at her with wide eyes I said, "Marcie". Rather quietly.

Watching me nervously sip my coffee she said, "Well Marcie, the way you
move, it is obvious this is not your first day dressed as a woman."

Laughing I said, "No, I have been doing it for about twenty years, ever
since a girlfriend in college teased me into a pair of panties."

"Are you aroused by wearing frilly panties? I mean now? Are you hard?"
she asked bluntly. I realized I was still hard and said so. "Is it just
from being a maid or do you have other outfits as well?"

Sensing a sincere interest and realizing I was sitting there dressed
and wearing make up, I decided to be truthful. "I have a pretty
complete wardrobe yes."

"Like lingerie and heels, dresses and nightgowns?" she asked.

"All of that and more. I have a weakness for stockings and garters, so
have more than I should. Heels as well." I admitted.

Laughing, Carolyn said, "No woman can have too many heels. Perhaps when
we finish our coffee you will show me?"

I nodded as she continued with what seemed to be a blush, "Are you
wearing a garter now?"

I answered.

Giggling she asked, "May I see them?"

Getting off the stool, I stood and embarrassed, raised the hem of my
skirt to my waist. Responding to her twirling finger motion, I turned
slowly in place.

Facing her again, I waited with my skirt up. Her gaze was locked on my
groin when she said, "That ruffled skirt quite effectively hides a
rather nice package."

Before I could respond, she reached out and ran the backs of her
fingers down the entire shaft of my hard cock, causing me to moan.

Removing her hand, she asked me to show her my other clothes if I did
not mind. I walked ahead of her to the bedroom, feeling her eyes on me
as I minced in my heels.

I opened the drawers of the dresser and she actually smiled and lightly
touched the silky garments there. After I opened the double doors of
the closet, I stood back as she inspected the contents.

The left side held a large assortment of men's shirts, suits and shoes,
while an equally extensive women's wardrobe took up the entire right
side. She complimented me on several dresses I had and smiled knowingly
at the array of high heels.

A few minutes later, I followed her out of the bedroom and into the
kitchen. When we got there she turned to me and said, "Marcie, would
you do me a favor please?"

"Of course, what is it?" I answered.

My mistress and I have recently rediscovered our passion for each other. It all started with a small conversation regarding an article of women's clothing that men seem to adore more than women, pantyhose!

We have a "date night" whenever we can and on this particular night; she mentioned to me that she needed a new pair of hose to wear for me that evening. She then asked me to accompany her to the store to pick up a pair which, of course, I readily agreed to.

Along the way, the conversation turned to my commenting how much I appreciate that she wears hose for me. She then says, "Maybe we should buy you a pair". I immediately got one of the quickest hard ons I have ever experienced and agreed to the idea! She responded, "Really?" I then explained to her that wearing hose has always been a huge fantasy for me and had never been comfortable enough with someone to ask for that pleasure.

After arriving at the local CVS, we went to the pantyhose section where she picked out a pair of black Silk Elegance for her. She then began checking the sides of the Legg's brand packages to figure out the best size for me. She settled on a Q extra size that was of the Silk Elegance line as well in the shade of taupe. My favorite!

On the way home, we began to talk about some of this fantasy of mine and how much I was really looking forward to it.

Once home, I began watching her lay out one of my favorite dresses of hers and heels and then complete her makeup. She helped me pick out the dark gray slacks and long sleeve, button down, deep blue shirt I was going to wear. I asked her if I could go without "panties" like she was and she said yes!

After all was prepared, we both sat on the edge of the bed and she taught me how to gather each leg of the hose up and then insert your foot. Then pull the exquisite sheerness up without creating a run. She stopped me about the knee and then instructed me to do the same with the other leg as she went through the same instructions.

I then had the most incredible feeling of sliding the soft, shiny material directly over my leaking manhood which was quite hard and growing! She then demonstrated on her sheer covered sexy legs how to use your palm to pull and straighten the sexy material which also tightens it against your skin.

I followed her instructions and could not believe how great it is to feel yourself up. No wonder the women who wear them enjoy the attention they receive by pantyhose appreciating men! Her final instruction is to confirm that the seam of the hose travels directly up a line between your lower butt and scrotum straight up to the lower spine of your back.

Once I had watched her do this, I asked her to check mine and her finger traced the line with minimal adjusting. It felt so incredible being felt up by someone else, let alone by my sexy, understanding mistress that I noticed a small patch of wet forming at the tip of my hardness. I told her I just had to check my own ass in the mirror! Wow, did it look HOT! I had to feel my own ass up and really enjoyed the feel. Just like touching my mistress's hose clad butt when I play with her but the feeling is even more exquisite because it is my own skin.

I then saw her sliding her dress on over her body as I put on my shirt. I then slid my slacks on and had another "hard" moment as the slacks gently brushed my hose covered legs all the way up. I then slipped on a pair of black socks and my loafers.

As she completed putting on her black peep toe pumps and checked herself in the mirror once more, I put on my belt, grabbed my wallet and began to get our coats. We then walk out the door and down the steps and I realize how good it feels to feel my slacks sliding on the hose as I walk.

After helping my mistress in her side of the car, I slide in behind the wheel and once again enjoy the soft rub of slacks and hose moving on my legs and butt. We arrive at dinner to find a slow evening and a very attentive waiter. The table is near the bar and we have most of the room to ourselves.

As the evening progresses, we talk of this "new" fantasy of mine and the fact that we have become more open with each other just in this day. I mention to my mistress what the two ladies at the bar would think knowing I was in hose and how sexy and feminine I feel right now. I cross my legs a couple of times to just enjoy the sliding of material.

I also notice how my mistress places her pump between my legs and I am able to touch her manicured and sheer covered toes with my finger. I am able to slide a little forward in the booth across from her and make sure the tip of her pump touches the tip of my sheer covered cock.

We have a wonderful dinner and GREAT service punctuated by our sexy, loving and lustful conversation! I tell her several times of experiences I am enjoying as my body and clothes interact with my hose. I tell her how I am having such quick and more entertaining thoughts of sexual fantasies that are no doubt enhanced by my more feminine side this evening.

She asks to tell her more and I recant how great it would feel to wear the very dress and shoes she has on while she changes into another sexy dress and heels once we arrive home. At this point, these crossdressing thoughts are new to me and I can't believe I hear the words coming from my mouth. She says that my thoughts are beginning to turn her on and that it would be fun to have a "woman" for her enjoyment for the evening. This just gets me even harder and I can actually feel wet spots on my lower stomach where the head of my penis rests in its sheer, silky prison.

I begin to consider how wet my slacks might get before we leave and how I will cover it up with my jacket. I then realize that I must visit the bathroom to relieve my bladder and tell her that I will return. She suggests that I use the stall and not the urinal so that there will be no accidental view by another user. I decide that hardly anyone is in the restaurant and I am feeling voyeuristic.

I take my chance at the urinal and enjoy a great sensation releasing my slacks down to expose the waistband of the hose. I then pull my penis and relieve myself. I notice several wet spots on my groin, my hose and a growing spot on the inside of the slacks.

As I wash my hands, I dab a paper towel at my slacks and hose. Once I return to my mistress, we prepare to leave and I help her place her coat on.

As we make our way out to the car, I enjoy the sound of her heels clicking on the pavement and wish it was a sound doubled by my own fuck me pumps. Once settled in for the drive home, I reach for the hem of her hot dress and pull it up exposing a generous amount of thigh. I run my fingers along the inside of her thighs making my way to her anxiously waiting crotch encased in silk and nylon.

I begin to enjoy the petting of her hands on my leg and tell her that this is a wonderful feeling. As we get closer to home, the petting becomes heavier as I describe to her that I can't wait to put on her dress and shoes. She mentions that I might not fit into her shoes and I voice my disappointment. I then ask if I might fit into our daughter's pumps, she is taller than my mistress. She says that she doubts it because her feet are smaller than my mistress's.

Once at home, heavy kissing and ass grabbing begins and I ask my mistress if she will treat me like the slut that I am. She responds with a deep throaty YES! We head for the bedroom where she removes her pumps because she is changing outfits. As she changes into a very short, silky teddy that barely covers the bottom of her butt, I try on her peep toe pump with no luck. I tell her no deal as she turns to me and I see that this teddy reveals quite a bit of her ample, creamy mounds on her breast. I then detour for our daughter's room and pull her black pumps out of her closet. I immediately try to force my foot into the narrow 3" heel to no avail.

My mistress walks in and says that it just will not work but she thinks she could wear them and that I should try hers again. We go back to our bedroom and sit on the edge of our bed and watch as she forces her feet into the smaller shoe. Once in, she says that they are not that bad and encourages me to try hers at this time. I really force each foot into them and are somewhat comfortable when sitting.

I place both feet on the floor and notice both of my calves look so attractive, just like the view women share when wearing skirts and dresses with heels. I look over at my mistress to enjoy the same angle of her calves and notice her checking me out.

She then helps me slide on the dress over my body and then ties the sash in the back. She immediately wraps her arms around my midsection and begins to feel up my nipples. She presses the front of her body deeper into my back and caresses my butt through my dress and hose. It has got to be one of the most erotic things I have ever felt and am jealous that she has enjoyed this very same thing from me countless times over the years.

Her kisses begin to find their way across the back of my neck and toward my ears. I very uncomfortably make my way down the hall and practically fall on the couch. She follows me down and gives me a lip breaking penetration of her tongue which I readily accept. I begin to relish my role reversal as I suck on her tongue like it was her penis. This excites me beyond anything that I imagined and guide her hand to my now hard nipples.

I want her to treat me like I have her over the years in these same surroundings. She must be able to read my mind because I can feel her fingers making their way around my nipples, down my dress and creep under the hem finding nothing but thigh clad sheerness! I sigh into her hair that has covered my face and enjoy the scent of her shampoo and perfume.

I creep my hand up her thigh and follow the same path that her hand is doing to me. I feel her hand find my balls and instead of turning up, they turn down toward my scrotum. Her nails become the only contact and the intense, soft touch across the hose almost makes me climax right then!

She whispers in my ear how I must be a good fuck and look really hot for her. She then says that my dress is so pretty and glad that I chose to wear it just for her. She tells me how great my legs look in my hose and heels. I ask if my hose match the dress and heels, she responds with an emphatic "Oh yea".

I suggest that we should return to the bedroom for the fucking that I must deserve from her because her nails and fingertips have been fighting the tight sheer crotch panel for penetration of my anus. I have told her several times that I desire her finger inside of me and want it now.

Once again, the walk down the hallway is not a whole lot of fun but she explains that once I have a pair of heels that actually fit; I will enjoy this strut much better. We fall onto the bed and I feel her once again pulling the hem of my dress up and I tell her that I want the feel of being had from behind. She instructs me to roll over on my stomach and the smooth slide of a dress softly dragging on the back of my thighs as she moves the hem toward my waist.

She then positions herself directly above me and lowers herself as I enjoy a silk teddy, pantyhose and skin rub up and down my exposed back and hose covered lower half. I look back and see nothing but hose covered legs, pretty materials of a dress and teddy and two pair of black pumps touching each other. I tell her to begin "fucking" me because I have never had such a pleasurable view and feeling. I instruct her to look down our bodies and enjoy the same sight that I do.

She does for a few seconds and then turns her mouth to my ear and tells me that it is a very sexy and slutty look! I ask if she can spread my legs with her own just like I do to her. I then feel my crotch being exposed by a forceful leg and knee. I don't resist because I want this to happen, the feeling and thoughts of being treated as I should!

I feel a finger trace its way down my seam of the pantyhose along my butt crack and seeking my "honey hole" beneath the sheer material of the crotch. I beg her to enter me as I pump my body into the bed with her motions.

I cannot take the tension any longer and lift her and roll over at the same time placing her crotch directly on my very hard tube of meat! She rubs her juicy, sheer covered pussy on my dick as I slide her silk teddy up and down on her ass! I tell her that I can't take it any longer and MUST plunge my hardness deep inside of her dripping and waiting hole.

We both pull the waistbands of our pantyhose down around the bottom of our butts as I feel her plunge my cock inside of her all the way with the first thrust! I am fucking and getting fucked in a way I never imagined and tell her that I never would have dreamed this is so intoxicating! She agrees and begs me to fuck her.

I ask if we can pretend that it is her cock inside of me and she moans a quick yes and she bangs away on top of me. I can feel a huge load of cum building deep inside of me and looking for its release soon. She continues hammering my penis quickly, deeply and tightening her pussy muscles for her own enjoyment.

I ask her if she will fuck me like the lesbians we are and I feel a difference in the tip of my wet cock. I realize that I must be bottoming out in her as her moans and breathing is increasing with each thrust. She continues to rise and fall on me, making sure her soft, juicy pussy lips touch every last inch of me!

I tell her that I can no longer hold back and want to fill her fuck me hole full of my own pussy juices. I feel like the slut I long to be and wonder how many woman must enjoy these very same feelings when still dressed for their men while being banged!

I pump her hole with everything I have and begin to enjoy the thick rope of semen move through my thick tube and transfer into her! I grab and pull her to me so hard that I can feel her ribs pushing against my own. I repeat her name so many times as I climax knowing that this is one of the things we both enjoy the most with my cum sessions!

We collapse and catch our breath as I caress her nylon clad butt in my fingers. We continue to slow our panting and I tell her that I have just enjoyed my first feminine role playing event! She tells me that she is happy to give me that pleasure and is glad that I shared it with her.

We then throw our fuck me props on the floor and collapse into each other's arms for a quick nap. I awake a little later with a raging hard on and immediately roll my cock into the crack of her butt. She wakes up and rolls to me. She rests her head on my shoulder and seeks my waiting anus with her finger. I reach for my growing piece of meat and pump slowly as I enjoy the wonderful penetration of her fingertip. I ask her, as always, to go gently as I discover the wetness at the tip of myself.

I make sure my finger is good and wet before sliding it down her arm.

This routine has been perfected over a couple of years and I know she will eagerly accept the fluids onto her own finger and then insert into my " pussy". This helps her to go a little deeper into my hole bringing me intense pleasure as I pump away at my thick man pipe.

She then moves the same fuck me finger to my ever leaking tip and gets it wet. I get even more excited because I know the next move. Her fingers find my mouth and I eagerly form a firm seal around them as I begin to suck. After a few seconds, she withdraws to the white, salty excretion for another amount of wetness to give me.

As she does this, I always ask the same question. Can we pretend that I am jacking her penis off and she is sliding her nice cock into my mouth? She always responds with a soft yes directly in my ear. I then enjoy more of my own liquid in my mouth and the thought of me whacking away on her hardness that I have been playing with to stimulate it.

I tell her that I am about to cum pretending the same words are out of her mouth. She then places her finger deep into my wanting cunt and enjoy the deep penetration as I begin to pump away at my ever hard meat!

I then arc my back and feel her breathing into my neck as I shoot thick pieces of white rope all over my stomach, hands and groin. She begins to slow her pumping motions in my ass and pulls out with a sigh, as if she has just satisfied herself inside of me. I hug and kiss her repeatedly and she adjusts herself to lay the side of her head on my chest above my heart.

She tells me that my heart is still pounding but I think that this sound is very soothing to her every time she does it. I tell her that I love her and have enjoyed the entire night and can't wait for even more adventures. I also tell her that next time is her time and I want her to tell me some of her desires and fantasies!

There they were again - dark brown coffee colored stockings and a rather nice white lace suspender belt. Only this time she had left a pair of her stilettos with them!! White they were, the heel not that high - around four inches perhaps. But very slender and very pointy. The front part of the shoes were very fine too, very slender and terminated in a fine point just beyond where the toes would stop.

What a temptation and one that I just couldn't resist!! I bolted the door as a precaution and then, trembling all over, I stripped myself naked. With feverishly trembling hands I now proceeded to my very first try-out of these incredibly sensual items of sublime lingerie and those sensationally exciting stilettos. And what a sensation it was too!! The softness of the nylon caressing my sensitive smooth feminine skin. The feeling through those nylons as I rubbed my legs together crossing them, then uncrossing them, then caressing them with my still trembling hands. And now for that moment of pure magic as I daintily slipped my narrow feet into those sexy pointy stilettos.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm OH - oooohhh WOW - Did it FEEL so SO good!!! -

I pranced around the bathroom like a horny-whore bitch on heat. And what's more I WAS on heat!!! - Horny-whore heat!! I preened myself in front of the mirror and I could see how excited my dick had become. For it was no longer a dick anymore, but a fully erect ramrod rampant rock-hard she-cock. And oh WOW, was I excited to see it like that and to FEEL its white-hot whore-heat burning in my hands. I was in seventh heaven. Or more likely, according to the suffocating hypocritical mores of the time, at the gates of HELL. And OH girl was I excited at being there!!! I strutted round the room like a street-whore slut, jacking myself off like crazy as I watched my prancing preening antics in the mirror. Of course it wasn't long before I gushed fountains after fountains of hot spunky sperm all over the place and finally I sank to the floor in complete exhaustion and sublime ecstasy...

I lay there on the floor like that for a while and then lying on my back I raised my gorgeous feminine nylon stocking legs in the air, crossing them and uncrossing them, rubbing the points of the heels along the side of each shoe. Once more my she-cock stood to attention and so I started to jack her off all over again in a state of frenzied excitement, and once again, fountains of spunky sperm nectar shot into the air only to CUM back down again spattering my smooth skinned sensually feminine body and my face. And for the first time in my life I was able to find out what my sperm tasted like -

And was it good - Mmmmmmmmmmmm - Yummeeee...

So that was the beginning of my long journey towards Tgirl hood if I can put it like that. A journey that has been long and often emotionally painful, often wracked with guilt. But the guilt's all over now - I am what I am. Carole is too strong for me. She has to live and I'm so happy to be able to let her live and share her with other Tgirls and Ggirls of like-mind here, who may be reading my true story of how a slut is born...

I was very busy the last couple days removing all the snow that had come down here. Had about 18" all together now. Last night I had a dream of mistress making me a bride to her and had me dressed the part and on the honeymoon showed me how a newlywed wife is to properly perform and had taken me many times over and over. Then the last day she had decided that I was doing well and gave me a new task which was to accept her fist as a reward.

I hung there for a while not able to hear or see anything in the cabin. I didn't know where she was. Was she still here or was I alone. I was grateful that I could feel the warm fire, it was cold earlier in the day inside the cabin. There was a brief cool breeze that gave me goose bumps all over my nude body but that quickly passed. My cock had gone mostly limp from lack of stimulation, and the breeze I'm sure made it even smaller. The music playing in my ears was classical in nature but nothing I had ever heard before.

I felt fingers run up my thigh. My cock quickly sprung back to life. The fingers wandered my legs occasionally brushing my hard cock. The contact stopped and I felt breath on my neck. Then once again I felt nothing. Slowly my cock softened. I had been brought close to orgasm many times tonight then left hanging.

My cock was feeling relaxed before suddenly it was being sucked back to life . Hands grabbed my thighs as my cock was engulfed.

I couldn't move at all. The only thing I could do was enjoy this attention. When I felt so hard my cock was going to stretch out of it's own skin the sucking stopped. This time though I wasn't left alone, warm water was poured over me from my chest down then I could feel something being rubbed all over my hard cock and balls. Now a new feeling, something scraped across my skin. Is that a razor? Is she shaving me? I feel the cool air kiss my skin as what I suspect to be a razor passes over. As things continue there is no doubt I am being shaved. My entire crotch is shaved before I feel the warm water over my body again.

The lathering continued followed by the razor until I had felt every bit of hair removed from my body, everything from my armpits to my thighs.

I had never felt this naked. I was tied as if on display. My hands over my head with my feet as wide as they could go without even hair to cover me. I am very athletic and had thought in the past about shaving my chest in the summer for when I wear a bathing suit. But first this wasn't summer and second I hadn't decided to do it. I had lost a bet to Angel and apparently she decided she wanted me shaved.

My arms and legs had gone numb from lack of movement. The headphones were removed and I could hear the crack of the fire once again. The bonds on my legs were loosened, my feet once again touched the ground. When the ropes holding my hands up were loosed I slumped to the ground. I heard Angel chuckle before ordering me to my feet. My hands were undone completely and I struggled to walk where she guided me. She guided me still blindfolded to the bathroom.

"You have five minutes to wash up then be back at the door with the blindfold back on. There is a towel you can use on the rack. Oh ya, don't even think about jacking off." Her orders were clear so I quickly used the bathroom and bathed. I looked at my newly shaved body in the mirror. I liked the way it actually made my cock look bigger. I had been told I was on the bigger side already but being shaved made me look huge. I put the blindfold back on and stood at the door. It wasn't long until the door opened and I was guided into the main room. I was told to lay down I suspected it was the wooden futon in front of the fire. I was guided to how she wanted me. My hands wide over my head, with my legs also wide. Once again she tied me this way and put on the headphones. I heard the camera click so many times in the short amount of time I was able to hear I started to worry about what her plans with the pictures were.

I felt light subtle contact various places on my body. Being freshly shaved made every touch more intense. I couldn't tell what I was being touched with at first. Soon I was feeling warm breath and kisses wandering over my sensitive skin. A few times my cock would get tasted.

I was kissed long and hard. I felt her legs straddle me, her hot pussy only inches from my cock. Her pussy warmed my stomach as it lowered against my skin. I could feel the wetness of her pussy gliding over me as she continued to touch other parts on my body. She closed the distance between herself and my cock, the warm wet lips of her pussy kissing my hard cock. She slid up and down coating me with her wetness. Finally I felt her pussy open as she lowered her body. She allowed me only to enter a short way at first moving just slightly up and down teasing the head of my throbbing cock. Deeper she moved me, ever so slowly. When she had me halfway in I involuntarily thrust upward the little bit I could move. She pulled up allowing my cock to fall free of her body. She laid down so I could feel her body against mine and kissed me, she kissed a long time with her pussy against my cock. She removed herself from on top and I felt her tying something around my knees. My knees were pulled apart and secured there. What little movement I had was gone.

Finally she got in position so her pussy hung in front of my face. I could smell the musky sweet smell of her wetness. She slid her legs under my arms bringing me up slightly. Bringing my face that much closer to the pussy I want so badly. I strain to get close enough to taste, my tongue barely touches her skin and only for a moment. She allows me to taste a second time.

My cock feels so swollen that my skin will split open.

She lowers herself allowing me to get a longer taste. My tongue opens her pussy probing deeply. The sweetness of her body sends me into a deeper state of arousel. She lowers farther allowing me to burry my face deep in her wet pussy. My cock sticks out not touching anything and getting no attention. I work the pussy before me in hopes that she will return the favor.

I can feel the wetness increase as her body shutters slightly. I know she is climaxing on my face. This knowledge pushes me somehow even deeper into my state of desire.

After getting her pleasure from my mouth a few times she climbs off me. I feel a few light touches on my throbbing cock. But never do i receive enough to bring me to climax myself.

I feel her straddle me and wipe my face. The headphone on my left ear is pulled away long enough for her to whisper.

"Good night ariana. We'll finish this in the morning."

Over the years, I've become such a greedy whore for sex of almost every kind, and being blessed with a vivid imagination and curiosity I'm always ready to try just about anything...

I'm such a greedy bitch for pussy juice, for example, and I've always taken an enormous pleasure in offering a Ggirl many a long cunnilingus. Hearing her moan in ecstasy under the assaults of my feverish but sensitive tongue has always been an immense pleasure for me as well as for her, and when she finally CUMs shooting great spurts of LUV juice all over my face as she screams in orgasmic yelling and swearing, it always gives me a particular thrill...

Now Since introduced to cross dressing for my mistress it has only brought all the excitement to a whole new thrill and what it would be like to be a complete woman and taken as one. There is that vivid imagination and curiosity and the willingness to try anything.

Mistress has said that she would like to take me again the way she did so many years ago. Where she had me on my knees on the floor and she then placed a full length mirror along side me and took me with a vibe over and over. From there she had me go down on her until completion. Other time she had tied me down on the bed and took me anally with many things including a Popsicle and large dildo. Also while tied down she would pee on me while I was blind folded and tell me how she was going to bring in a male to take me for real and show me what it was like to be a girl. I miss those days and only hope for better ones to come. 

had a fantasy of my mistress sneaking in on me and while I am dressed in my little dress and stockings she walks behind me and blind folds me and puts a gag in my mouth. She then shackles my hands behind my back and has me kneel on the floor. From there she bends me over a coffee table and begins to play with my pussy and smacks my ass while saying nothing. Next I feel my panties being pulled to one side and something warm and hard slide right in to the hilt. While this is going on I feel the weight of someone leaning over me and nibble on my earlobes and begin to slide in and out of me over and over again. I begin to get week from all the excitement of being taken in suck away I can hardly take much more pleasure. After 20 minutes I am released from my insertion and then lead to a cold floor and and laid down on my back. I feel my cock released from its silky confinement and slowly feel it slide into her ever so gently and rode until completion. Then she slowly slides up over my face and sits down on it again and told to clean up my mess. While doing so I then feel her begin to wiggle around while mounted on my face then she washes my mess down my throat with her piss and tells me not to spill a drop. after ward I am allowed up and hands released and when I get the gag off and blindfold only to find she has left with no clue if it was my mistress or not.

Can not wait for the day again to be restrained like a damsel in distress. I love the feeling of ropes binding me while in a corset heels and stockings helpless and vulernable to my capture. I love the feeling of a tightly bound corset.

I hope that everyone enjoys my pics. I will try and get more pics and what ever anyone might want to see just ask. Mistress has me so excited about the day that she will properly train me to be as she desires. I only wait with excitement to do as she wishes and to be as loyal and as respectful woman that she wants and thankful for this chance..

Hello again my friends and mistress. I have found myself wanting to do things as much as I can and embrace the mind body and sole of what a female is. I love the feeling of my new body with the hair removed and nails now painted a deep burgundy color as my mistress requested. I await for her wishes excited by what she will have me do next. I only want to make her proud of her and truly worship her for the female that she is. I can not wait to be bound helpless as a damsel in distress and my mistress can do to me as she wishes while the bonds on me hold me ever so tightly while laying there in my panties and stockings wondering how I will be taken.

Hello my name is ariana and I am just getting use to being under the control of my Mistress and getting used to my feminization. Today I shaved my legs and all other body hair along with painting my toenails for the first time. It feels so different to have silky smooth legs and ass. Also to look down and see my toenails painted. I can not wait until the day that I am corseted and wearing stockings along with heels doing as my mistress desires. I also can not wait to be shown what it like to be a woman and have my anal cherry taken.