Sissy boy stories
She closed the door. Sissy boy stories Hey shit I talked about him again saying she’s sorry. I had enough evidence that it was him. The guys had stayed by her side, I guess, to make her some food. I had had more than my normal dose of juice and was tired of the night in Venice, the trip and what had just happened. I fell on the big bed, sideways because of the handcuffs in the back. I could not resist sleep and fell asleep royally.
I woke up when a sex penetrated my anus quite brutally making me grow a scream. When I opened my eyes I saw in close-up an acorn in front of me, under my nose. I quickly realized what I was and I sucked the guy, shaken by the blows in my butt. The guy in the back, thinking I wasn’t hot, slammed my ass.
Shake your bitch ass. Fuck you on my dick.
Hands behind my back I could only stir the pelvis by sliding on the sheets. The guy in my mouth went a long way making me drool like crazy on the verge of vomiting. One hand grabbed my cock which I was amazed to feel stiff. I was jerked despite the protuberance in sex and pretty quickly I wanted to ejaculate but the cum stuck at the level of fatness exciting me even more.
Finally the guy I was sucking turned around and without manners stretched me his ass.
Go on, bitch, empty yourself.
Despite the rod with the ring protruding I took it without problem and it was so long that I could not hold back and my juice suddenly passed the obstacle of the screw by the sides of the urethra. I cried with pleasure. The scream caused the guy behind me who had spasms , draining into my buttocks.
So how does it feel to be just a bitch?
Again, we chose to come here . We wanted to fuck and get fucked, but you, if I remember, were proud of your cock and master of your desires. You’ve found a master who trains you well, I think. While talking he turned his back on me, lick what you sent in my ass, then you will suck my friend . As you have not eaten you are not fat ass and you have to one day get used to its own taste.
I knew I didn’t have to say no anymore so good I did what they wanted, I licked and sucked. I was going to go back to sleep when one of them kicked me out of bed . Get on the top one, I’ll help you by pushing you. He pushed me yes but a finger in the ass to get there, leaving me halfway to crawl on the bed.
You really have an ass like a lope .You stopped by to see the black people and they took you in double?
Yeah, and it wasn’t fun.
We don’t know what you did before you went to hell.
I had arrived on the bed on my stomach. You have the right place to watch us get a little tired before we go to sleep. They had gone head-to-head, sucking and licking each other, before snuggling and falling asleep. I also fell asleep knowing that I would not have the same life.
Daylight didn’t quite Wake Me Up but the slap on the buttocks did.
Come with us and pick up some wood for the boiler. Otherwise your master will freeze them and he will not like them. I sat down as I could and one of them attached the weight chain to the ring. As soon as I got out I started shaking. The air was cool in the shade and I stuck to a tree to pee but the others laughed. You hide what bastard, we know you by heart turn you to see you piss. I was ashamed but quickly passed when I saw that they did the same by aiming at my feet. I couldn’t steer the jet, so it went off anyway. It was only the finished natural needs that I had hands free.
Don’t you dare touch you, we’re here to watch you too. Pick up the fallen wood he’s dead and dry then will put it on the heap near the door. Once the pile was big enough we brought the wood from there to the boiler. Held in the arms, grating the chest with the bark. The fire would die but soon resumed.
Follow me to the kitchen . The one who seemed to be the chef of the two had me prepare a tray with everything for Francescoe’s meal and holding it with two hands in front of me I followed him to a room that he opened. He whispered to me to put the tray on a rolling table and to wait for his awakening on his knees near the bed and left me alone.
He did not move but I saw the sheets raised at the place of sex and without making any noise I passed the tongue on the fabric.
Ha you still understood what I expected from you. It took you some time. What time is it? Ha yes already, well he put his feet on the floor spreading the sheets. Come between my thighs I don’t want to get up to pee and you’ll have your first bowl of fragrant tea. I opened my mouth and drank what I could at the treat, closing my eyes when the jet splashed and unable to swallow it all it flowed from my chin on the tile.
You’re not quite right yet, but it’ll come, clean up my tail and what you dropped. Not that stupid! Turn your pussy to me to lick the floor.
He used to talk to me like a woman, and I loved him for it.
Did you get fucked again last night? Your pussy’s a little more slit than yesterday. Back up a little bit , yeah. I felt his finger go down, I arched under the hand he had put on my kidneys, showing even more the most intimate of me. You want the bitch, you’re still fat. He called one of the guys. Take him to the shower while he washes his guts I can’t fuck in his dirty ass! And before you go lick my finger bitch! Think about making him drink his potion too. Morning and evening hormones!
It was disgusting but I obeyed before I got up and followed the guy to the showers.
The ritual settled down, in the morning, picking up wood, shower then bring her breakfast and offer her my ass (my favorite moment I impaled on him and had the right to caress her tits). Then all the time a little sport on the lawn outside, sometimes joined by Herve or other guys use us as bastards, short and fat-free meal followed regularly by Sessions of plugs and sports with. before you go home. Regularly my companions changed but I remained like Francesco.
He, fucked the guy of his choice, in front of me always, appreciating and giving notes on the good sides of the guys. He got caught too, but never by me. Morning and evening I drank his hormones without noticing anything visible. Well I was a little irritable and I had pain but rubbing my chest passed.
In the beginning he had installed on me a kind of leather harness with a lanyard that passed between my buttocks, with an oval ring to fuck my hole and the lanyard went up the Belt and then to the harness in front. Sometimes he hid the catheter from the urethra for a few days but I bandaged less and every night in those moments he tied my wrists to my neck.
One day he went up to schloss and came back with Will. Well changed him too but happy to see me, the marquis had had enough of him. He bandaged badly and most often wore an addition to sex, huge which was delusional from afar. He quickly grasped the imposed habits as well. He confessed to me one morning that he had trouble understanding my breasts.
What my breasts?
Didn’t you see yourself in an ice cream? You got little girl boobs. he give you something?
I blushed . Yes hormones. Isn’t it beautiful?
Bah like Francesco what. Your cravings must have changed, too.
Yes I like to suck but the feet is to get me put. Now that you say it, it’s true that my breasts hurt regularly, but I thought it was the clamps that did it.
I’ll tell your master about it, he has to stop the clamps but they put teats to milk on the ends of the breasts, on the areolas, you would make a beautiful trans.