Tag: sissy

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I am still in shock over Mr. Martin’s confession. I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to tell him that Mrs. Martin had come into work. She’d found credit card receipts and suspected that he was having an affair. There was no way I could tell her that it was me, or that he also messed around with my uncle. I didn’t want to stop seeing Mr. Martin. I’d even been contemplating quitting my job because of this. I didn’t want her to catch us. And I couldn’t tell him not to come in anymore. But that’s when he dropped a bombshell on me. He told me that ever since he was with my uncle, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about it. The cravings for more had become so intense that he had even been thinking about going somewhere he could get more cock. He told me that he didn’t even think that sex with a female could ever satisfy him again. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. But right as I thought I had heard it all, I found out that I hadn’t at all.

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Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

“I read your profile.” He whispered. “And that’s exactly what I want. Please, make me your sissy faggot.” I giggled and let my hand rub up my inner thigh. Nothing pleases me more than when little sissy dolls crawl to me willingly.

“How good of a faggot will you be?” I asked my new toy, and he moaned.

“So good for you, Goddess.” They always say that, but when I asked how he was dressed for me, I was pleasantly surprised to find this little faggot more than prepared to perform.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I had been so busy that I couldn’t keep up with the housework. So I decided to put an ad out for a maid. I never anticipated ending up with a sissy maid. But he was the most eager and excited of everyone I interviewed. I didn’t know at the time that he was a sissy. But from the moment he started, he was buzzing around, busy at work. It was as if the deep cleaning and organizing revved him up and gave him more energy. I couldn’t believe it. It felt as if it were too good to be true. But he continued day after day, and my life had become so much easier. Nothing had ever been so organized. Especially my lingerie drawers!

One day I was in my office working away on blogs when I decided to run to the kitchen for a snack. Some movement on the security monitor caught my eye and when I took a closer look, I couldn’t believe what I saw. He was in my daughter’s room trying on her panties. I went running in there to ask him what on earth he was doing. He looked so embarrassed and humiliated.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

A message pings on my screen. “Hi, I’m Tim. I’ve never done this before. Can I pay you to tell me what to do?” His profile was bland. Just a blurry photo of a shaggy-haired man in a wrinkled shirt. Beta. The kind who needs a leash. Perfect. Findom is a game of hunger and humiliation, and I play it well.

He arrives at my door, nervous, clutching a duffel bag like a shield. “I-I just wanted to help,” he stammers, handing me a thick envelope of cash. I smirk. “Strip,” I order. He hesitates for a moment, then peels off his clothes layer by layer, revealing a wiry frame.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Make me your little sissy bitch he whispered after I asked him to share his heart’s desire with me.  I smiled down at him reassuringly.  “Of course!” I cried out.  “I would love to turn you into the best little sissy bitch I can!”  I took her hand and led her to my bedroom.  Then I picked out the naughtiest outfit possible.  She bounced up and down on her toes when I showed her her reflection in the mirror.  “I look like a real slut!” She gushed turning this way and that to see all of herself.  As she admired herself, I took out my phone and sent off a couple texts.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I couldn’t wait for my Sissyslut to come visit me at college. I had been planning this for weeks, and the anticipation was driving me wild. The day finally arrived, and there he was, standing at the dorm entrance, all nervous and eager. I met him with a wicked grin, my eyes roaming over his timid body. “Welcome to my world,” I purred.

I took him straight to my room, shutting the door behind us with a click. The room was already set up with an array of outfits and accessories. I ordered him to strip down to his underwear, and he complied with shaking hands. I circled him like a predator, admiring his body and my coming conquest.

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sissy test

Robotic Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Do you ever wish there was a test that would just tell you, for sure, a hundred percent if you were a sissy bitch or a man? Honey, I have one! And it’s so simple you can take it right now!

I know you’ll be anxious about the results, but this little quiz is so quick and easy you’ll know if you are a sissy by the time you finish reading this blog! Sounds too good to be true, doesn’t it? Hehe, I want you to take a good look at my photo. Really, zoom in and have a look. What do you see? What turns you on? Think about how you would feel if you called me up and told me everything in that picture that made your dick twitch. Good, now keep reading for your results.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Welcome to Miss Zoey’s Sissy Finishing School!  There’s so much more to becoming the perfect sissy than just putting on panties and a dress.  Also, there are far more skills to master than just sucking cock.  I’ve spent 26 years perfecting my femininity and honing my slutty skills to a master level.  So, who better to open a finishing school specifically geared to wannabe sissy girls?

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My Little Eugene

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

I love it when my little Eugene calls me. At first, I rarely recognize his voice during billing. It comes off so masculine and in control. But as soon as I confirm that we are ready to play, he gives himself away. That firm, in-control tone weakens to a whine as he murmurs, “Oh, Valerie.” And it all comes rushing back to me. “Why are you doing this to me?”

This isn’t a man calling to use my sexy, teen body for his pleasure. No, no. not. Not my little Eugene.

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Swimsuit Shopping

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

I’m a summer baby through and through. It’s why I reside in Southern California. It’s the closest I could get to summer all year round, yet the stores still pretend we need winter gear. They pull all the pretty one pieces and bikinis off the racks and stuff them with useless down parkas and fleece-lined leggings.

It’s the perfect time to stock up on clearance swimsuits and an excellent excuse for a girls’ day!

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