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How I Became Chrissy the Caged Sissy
I am a sissy, or femboy, or tgurl, or shemale? Well either way I like wearing female clothes and being treated like a girl, especially in the bedroom, and now I also like being locked up in a chastity cage that I wear 24/7 now. This is the story of how I became a caged sissy: "Put it on and ... Read full Story
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Glory Hole Girlfriend
My boyfriend likes to take me to the local adult bookstore, into the back where the video arcade is. There's always a lot of men there, strangers that we don't know, and I feel funny when they look at me. They wonder why a pretty young woman would be back there. It smells too. A rich sweaty sc... Read full Story
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Feriengruss 22.07.24
Erneut ging es ins Cruisingworld Kirchberg. Eine herzliche Begrüssung, ab in die Garderobe und dann unter die Dusche. Bereits beim Eintreten hörte ich ein paar bekannte Laute. Als ich beim Zimmer mit der runden Liege vorbei gehen wollte, um an die Bar zu kommen, war kein Durchkommen mehr. Vom Innere... Read full Story
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Lesser of Two Evils
My name is Eric. At 21, I was working as the IT guy at a prominent Caribbean cruise company. My days were usually pretty boring. Fixing computer problems were usually a no brainer for me. People are so stupid when it comes to how they use their machines that I assume there will always be a need for ... Read full Story
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Honeymoon Suite 2
Jason is on the phone with room service, while I am about to change out of my wedding gown. I had just got married, and I was now the blushing bride. Yes I got married. I was nervous now and my pussy was burning, because of the crazy bet we had made about not having sex a week before the wedding. We... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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Blue collar Master, white collar slave Part 2
About an hour later I was once again naked except for my chastity pouch and my stilettos and once again I was screaming and crying, my body covered with angry red welts from Master Darren's whip. On my knees crying and begging I held his cock in my hands, trying to give the best handjob ... Read full Story