It all started with clearing out the apartment of a deceased aunt. But instead of disposing
of the clothes and erotic undergarments, a young man keeps them
and becomes a weekend tranny. Then, after a while, the novelty of solitary
crossdressing wears off and he wants more excitement,
He wants to re-live to that fateful rainy afternoon so long ago when, dressed up in his mother’s old lingerie and high heels, he was helplessly tied up by the girl next door. So he starts looking for a mature female to do exactly the same to him.He finally finds a mistress who slowly builds up her domination until she has completely enslaved him. Then she sets a trap from which there is no escape, other than to submit to a whole new set of humiliating demands. She finally releases him, after a last painful and debasing session that ends in a totally unexpected way.
He wants to re-live to that fateful rainy afternoon so long ago when, dressed up in his mother’s old lingerie and high heels, he was helplessly tied up by the girl next door. So he starts looking for a mature female to do exactly the same to him.He finally finds a mistress who slowly builds up her domination until she has completely enslaved him. Then she sets a trap from which there is no escape, other than to submit to a whole new set of humiliating demands. She finally releases him, after a last painful and debasing session that ends in a totally unexpected way.
Excerpt
He
had sent off the three month payment in advance and a few days later he had
received an e-mail summoning him online that night. She first had made him solemnly
agree to obey all of her whims and orders. And after he had agreed, she had made
him stand in front of his webcam and critically looked him over.
She
had ordered changes in his makeup and dress and told him to start wearing long,
artificial nails during his tranny weekends. He received her instructions by
e-mail and dressed up according to her whims. When they were online, she made
him do as he was told. Sometimes she had made him dress up as a whore and pose
in various hooker stands. Or she told him to dress up as a secretary and jerk
off sitting behind his desk while Mistress Monica watched him on webcam.
And
he had obeyed her, no matter what she commanded.
The
moment when he finally realized how enslaved he had become came when she told
him to go and buy BDSM gear for their sessions and he just had gone and bought
a collar and cuffs, chains and clamps, all without comment...
Holding
the stuff in his hands, it had dawned on him he had done so because he had
become addicted to her; he could not envisage a weekend without her commands,
without her domination...
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