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SISSY WHORE
A man "on the make" has his tables turned, permanently, by a
dominating female. There are potent elements of forced feminization
(including cross-dressing, exhibitionism and humiliation), strong
discipline, harsh bondage, severe punishments, coerced male-to-male
contacts, non-consensual watersport activities, and the forced
wearing of a special chastity belt.
EXCERPT
Mistress took lipstick out from her pocket and again
painted my lips with the grotesque red color. You'll redo your
own lipstick next time. She then announced, "The next one will
cost five bucks...who's next?"
Another man came over, and handed her a five-dollar bill.
"Introduce yourself to the man," Mistress directed.
"Hello, my name is Sissy Whore, and my Mistress would
like me to give you a blowjob," I said.
I felt the pain in my groin. "YOU want to give him the
blowjob...now say it!" Mistress warned.
It was bad enough being forced to do what I was doing,
but I so humiliated, being chastised like that. I complied by
saying, "Yes, I want to give you a blowjob. Let me open your
zipper and kiss the head of your penis."
I went through this exercise countless times during that
night. So many different anonymous dicks...being forced to
have them move, wet and slick, in and out of my
mouth...holding on to their asses...having them hold my
head...having them ejaculate deeply in my mouth...and then
having to swallow their cum.
After hours of this, I heard the bartender announce,
"Closing time." It must have been approaching four in the
morning. How long would this go on?
Mistress said, "You did nicely for us. We made almost one
hundred dollars. Now, we'll give you something to wash that
taste out of your mouth."
She made me get up. My knees and legs were sore. My mouth
and jaw were throbbing in pain. She walked me into the men's
bathroom. "Don't you worry...this is a liberal sort of place,"
Mistress snickered.
Mistress reached around to her pouch and took out the
handcuffs. She then made me kneel down on the wet floor in
front of the urinal. She locked my left wrist into the cuff,
pulled my wrist under my legs, inside the fold of my knees,
and then held down my right wrist and attached it to the cuff.
My locked wrists held me in a kneeling position. She then
pushed me back and positioned me so that the back of my neck
was right up against the bottom lip of the urinal. She took a
length of cord out of a pocket, drew it under my chin, and
pulled it up and around the piping above the urinal,
stretching my head up and back. Then she tied it off in a
knot. A feeling of dread was quickly enveloping me. "There'd
better be no complaints," Mistress instructed.
dominating female. There are potent elements of forced feminization
(including cross-dressing, exhibitionism and humiliation), strong
discipline, harsh bondage, severe punishments, coerced male-to-male
contacts, non-consensual watersport activities, and the forced
wearing of a special chastity belt.
EXCERPT
Mistress took lipstick out from her pocket and again
painted my lips with the grotesque red color. You'll redo your
own lipstick next time. She then announced, "The next one will
cost five bucks...who's next?"
Another man came over, and handed her a five-dollar bill.
"Introduce yourself to the man," Mistress directed.
"Hello, my name is Sissy Whore, and my Mistress would
like me to give you a blowjob," I said.
I felt the pain in my groin. "YOU want to give him the
blowjob...now say it!" Mistress warned.
It was bad enough being forced to do what I was doing,
but I so humiliated, being chastised like that. I complied by
saying, "Yes, I want to give you a blowjob. Let me open your
zipper and kiss the head of your penis."
I went through this exercise countless times during that
night. So many different anonymous dicks...being forced to
have them move, wet and slick, in and out of my
mouth...holding on to their asses...having them hold my
head...having them ejaculate deeply in my mouth...and then
having to swallow their cum.
After hours of this, I heard the bartender announce,
"Closing time." It must have been approaching four in the
morning. How long would this go on?
Mistress said, "You did nicely for us. We made almost one
hundred dollars. Now, we'll give you something to wash that
taste out of your mouth."
She made me get up. My knees and legs were sore. My mouth
and jaw were throbbing in pain. She walked me into the men's
bathroom. "Don't you worry...this is a liberal sort of place,"
Mistress snickered.
Mistress reached around to her pouch and took out the
handcuffs. She then made me kneel down on the wet floor in
front of the urinal. She locked my left wrist into the cuff,
pulled my wrist under my legs, inside the fold of my knees,
and then held down my right wrist and attached it to the cuff.
My locked wrists held me in a kneeling position. She then
pushed me back and positioned me so that the back of my neck
was right up against the bottom lip of the urinal. She took a
length of cord out of a pocket, drew it under my chin, and
pulled it up and around the piping above the urinal,
stretching my head up and back. Then she tied it off in a
knot. A feeling of dread was quickly enveloping me. "There'd
better be no complaints," Mistress instructed.
36 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 11, 2009
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