A very Painful Mistake ...

 

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The sounds next door ...

 

A healthy, young woman wakes up late one night to curious sounds of a BDSM play coming from the next-door apartment and it really turns her on! She yearns for more exciting and satisfying erotic experiences, and she fantasizes and dreams about being the dominated ‘sub’.

Several days later she hears the sounds again. She listens mesmerized and gets so excited and aroused that she wants to see what is going on next door. She silently climbs onto the other balcony and finds a gap between the curtains. And as she breathlessly watches the SM scene, she plays with herself. But her excitement makes her careless and she is caught and collared and she learns the painful lesson that there is no peeping without paying a price…

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Transformed forever!

 

It was 2 am. He put down his pen with a yawn and got up. For a while he stood at the window, looking out over the sleeping city. Then he sat down again on his gilded chair at the vanity table and as he crossed his legs, a fur-edged mule with a spiked, 5-inch heel dangled seductively from his left foot. He looked at his image in the mirror and ran his hands through his rich mane of thick, auburn hair. The movement made his pink, diaphanous night-gown rub slightly against his sensitive nipples and as the exciting feeling made him close his eyes, he cupped one of his luscious breasts and briefly played with its nipple.

“Oh, I do hope Nikky will be here next time; such a wonderful playmate!” he sighed.

Then he noticed the diary he had started today and, frowning at his image in the mirror, he said, “No gurl; this is not the way to describe things; not the way to explain how you came to be a lingerie shop-assistant. Better start at the beginning…”

Oh yes, the beginning! When he had opened the door to the forbidden territory of the stockroom. How the overhead lights had flickered on and how his breath had been taken away by an erotic version of Ali Baba’s cave!  How he had wandered around the place in a trance, looking mesmerized at the wealth of extremely erotic garments and toys!

And how he never had suspected that he was walking into a trap that would slowly close on him; a nylon, satin, and lace lined trap, from which there would be no escape. A trap from which he would be led down the road to irrevocable feminization and his transformation into a shemale lingerie shop assistant.

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Nights in Black Stockings, never reaching an end...

 

She was hanging helplessly from the stairway. with a tight, felt-lined steel collar around her neck. Her wrists were cuffed and locked behind her back and a large ballgag made her jaws ache. Saliva drooled down, wetting her exposed breasts that jutted out of the maid’s uniform. The short dress offered a full view of her exposed pussy and of her thighs.  Black fishnet stockings that were held up by wide garters encased her legs, which ended in 7-inch heels with platform soles. Her ankles were firmly held to the stairs by wide leather cuffs. She wriggled her body and groaned. With each and every move she made the serrated claws of the weighted clamps painfully bit her nipples. She was caught in a dark void of dull pain…Suddenly, without warning, the bulb against her clit started vibrating again. Flashes of pain shot from her nipples straight down to her dripping wet pussy. Oh God, her whole body was shivering as she writhed in pain and lust. The vibrations became more intense and she felt an orgasm building up and she moaned,‘Please, please let it go on! Please don’t let it stop!’

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The Forbidden Dream

"Do you want to be my Tranny lover for tonight?” his stepmom whispered seductively while she caressed his young body, clad in the erotic lingerie he had bought on the web for his crossdressing. “It is just an exciting game, a role-play for adults. And it is only for tonight!"

And yes, that night was a sizzling erotic experience! Something he had never dared to dream of! He eagerly agrees to another night and them another one. Night after night, she takes him to tremendous erotic heights, and he is overwhelmed by his intense sexual pleasure. Soon, she gives him deportment lessons and make-up instruction to make himself look glamorously feminine and takes him out to shop for underwear and shoes and clothes. 

To his surprise, he enjoys the experience and completely identifies with his new shemale identity, totally unaware that he is getting more and more entangled in a slowly closing web.
One fateful day, the web closes with a harsh snap. The magnitude of the trap she has lured him into is revealed. The truth is that he is completely transformed into a full-time shemale escort! And he learns to his horror that there is no going back!

He is caught! How can he escape?

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Caught in a single glove!!

Left alone, helplessly bound and gagged and without a hope of escape!

She furiously fights her restraints in a futile effort to free herself.
She is afraid and angry, but she also feels that tell-tale wetness between her legs!

Why did she ever agree to this? What can she do? How can she escape from this predicament?
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Ensnared and dominated!

 

She slowly lifted her leg until the point of the shoe was right under his nose and asked, “Do you like these shoes?”

Unable to speak he just nodded.

"If you like them so much, why don't you show it to me? Why don’t you kiss them? And don't forget to kiss the heel!" she whispered.

For a moment, he was taken aback by her outrageous suggestion. But then, to his utter surprise, he bowed his head and frantically started to kiss her pumps, slobbering all over them. He finally came to the tip of the heel and started to kiss that as well, but she corrected him in a sterner voice "No, No! Not that way! Deep throat it! Take it all in and suck on it!"

Obediently, he closed his lips on the sharp tip of the slender, spiked-heel and slid it deep into his mouth. gargling and cringing as the sharp tip hurt his throat. Sucking hard at the spiked heel, he accidentally glanced at the floor-to-ceiling bedroom mirror. He gasped at the appalling reflection of himself on his knees, hungrily deep throating the heel of his wife’s black patent leather pump. And with a rock-hard erection jutting from his groin as if he was some debased pervert. But the worst thing was that this deeply humiliating sight did not fill him with disgust or revulsion. On the contrary, it deeply aroused him sexually. Totally bewildered, he looked up at his wife who was reclining against the cushions, lasciviously caressing her full breasts, pinching her large and swollen nipples with her long red nails. She looked at him through half-closed eyes with a contemptuous smile on her face.

“Do you like it?" she said coyly, "Or would you like a real treat?”

He gasped and stammered, “Yes … yes, please!”

Slowly getting upright, she got out of the short skirt and blouse and dropped her bra. Now she was only clad in stockings and a garter belt, its frilly garters symmetrically framing her naked pussy. Leaning against the cushions again, she slipped her left foot out of the pump and held it up to him. Then, pressing the pump against her nyloned leg she moved it tantalizingly slowly all the way up until the spiked heel touched her naked crotch.
Closing her eyes, she leaned even further back and, sighing deeply, she spread her pussy lips and slowly inserted the tip of the spiked heel into her wet snatch. Moaning with pleasure, she pushed it all the way up, until the leather sole kissed her wet pussy lips. Then she started to move the spiked heel up and down slowly at first, then faster and faster until she lost control. Wildly fucking her dripping snatch with her pump, she suddenly cried out in ecstasy and shuddered into a frantic orgasm.

After a few moments, she slowly, deliberately pulled the spiked heel out of her dripping cunt and pushed herself upright. Slipping the pump that still dripped cunt-juice onto her left foot, she shoved it under his nose and commanded, “Kiss it! Lick it!”

He shuffled forward on his knees as if driven by another will. But when he brought the dripping pump to his mouth, he lost all control. His right hand grabbed his rock-hard cock. and while he wildly masturbated, he let his tongue slither over the pump, hungrily licking and sucking up the juices until his throat hurt, and his mouth and tongue became as dry as sandpaper.

THIS IS AN EXCERPT FROM "THE POINT OF NO RETURN"
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