Totally exhausted and utterly satiated, Sherry literally passed out in my arms shortly after Master left us alone. She looks so beautiful in the soft red light of Master's bedroom, sleeping with a contented, 'just-fucked' smile on her face. "Mmmm, babe…" she mumbled as she drifted off to dreamland, "just love me, darling." Strange as it may seem, she told me just this morning that she doesn't want to live as husband and w...

Seconds after Sherry rings the doorbell, a tiny sissy named Daryl opens the door. "Good evening, Mistress Sherry." Daryl bows with a curtsy. "Please come in, ma'am. Daddy is expecting you." Daryl gets all giggly as she turns her attention to me. "And who might this cute person be?" "This is Mandy, our sissy. Brenda and I thought you might like to meet her." "Oh gaaaaawd…" Daryl blushes, "of course I want to meet her… she'...

Mistress has a magical way of calming me when she's pushing me into doing something I would never do on my own. She's already pushed me so far down the sissy rabbit hole, I doubt I will ever find my way out. Some would call it forced feminization, but I guess it's not really forced if I've consented to all of it. Not that it matters if I feel forced into it or not, because Mistress knows that eventually, I'll always conse...

If there's a better way for a sissy to wake up than in the loving arms of her Mistress, I don't know what it is. I think I passed out last night from sheer exhaustion after we got home from our Friday night shopping trip. About all I remember after I sucked all those cocks in the glory hole room is Mistress slipping me into one of my new nighties before she cuddled me to sleep. It was so exciting last night, getting dress...

"Mandy, dear...?" Mistress calls for me. "Are you almost ready to go shopping?" "Almost done, Mistress," I yell from the bathroom, "I'm putting on my lipstick." It's Friday night, and I'm very excited about going with Mistress to shop for new clothes. She's been pumping me up for it all week, because we're not just going to the Adult World store for bimbo clothes. No… she's taking me to the ultimate sissy promised land… V...

"Mistress," I giggle as we talk about last weekend, "sometimes you are such a bitch… I hope you know." "Oooooh, poor baby," Mistress sarcastically mocks me, "why am I such a bitch?" "Because," I say as I lift my bralette, "you tanned these sissy lines on me, that's why. If I knew that's why you were taking me down to the beach, I woulda…" "Woulda what…?" she abruptly cuts me off. "Tell Mistress what her little bitch would...

So there I was, fully dressed in female clothing, bent over the arm of the couch with my red-hot, freshly spanked ass in the air. My cavity was conforming to the shape of the butt plug Crissy had just inserted into me, and my 'pussy-hole' wouldn't stop pulsing around it. "Suck it!" Crissy ordered as she sat naked on the couch, holding my head inches above her throbbing member. I just wanted to go down and devour her, but...

I remember chuckling to myself that morning, hearing Crissy grumbling out an assortment of pathetic obscenities as she turned off her cell phone alarm. I was lying on my side with my back towards her, waiting for her to put her arm back around my waist and snuggle me some more. It had been a month since she told me she was a trans girl, and we'd been sleeping together every night since. As much as I resisted lingerie at f...

I woke up the next morning with Crissy's hard cock pressing against my ass. My butt was still throbbing from last night, and my cock was also very hard. She looked so innocent and pretty as I turned over to see that she was still fast asleep. I was already aroused thinking about the nylons I was still wearing, and I'd been playing with myself around the freshly-shaven area of my cock. I'd become infatuated with Crissy's c...

To say there was a lot on my mind when I got back to my apartment would have been an understatement. After the two most sexually eye-opening nights of my entire life, Crissy was no longer the same girl who'd been so shy about letting me get into her panties. Quite the contrary. Once I'd discovered that she has a cock instead of a pussy, our relationship shifted into sexual overdrive, and she was driving. I was merely a pa...

"Good morning, lover," Crissy whispered softly in my ear. It was almost noon, but I could have stayed in bed all day with her breasts pressed against my back as she spooned her warm body into mine. It felt like I was waking up in heaven with her soft cock comfortably nestled along my crack, reminding me why we hadn't slept together before now. We'd been seeing each other for almost a month, but she didn't tell me she was...

Before I actually met Crissy eighteen months ago, we'd been living on the same floor of the apartment complex, and I'd only get a glimpse of her in the hallway every now and then. She caught my eye the first time I saw her and later on, she told me that I had caught her eye as well. She wasn't exactly beauty pageant material, but she was knockout-cute in my eyes. She stood a touch shorter than me, with short black hair an...

Waking early the next morning, I feel Marci's warm body pressing into my back and instinctively press back into my new lover. My bladder is subtly telling me I need to pee, but it's the last thing I want to do as I lie here thinking about how significantly my life has changed in the past two days. I have to quietly giggle as my deliciously wicked thoughts make the hair on my arms raise on end. Marci looks so beautiful lyi...

"What a day!" I tell Marci as we step out of the shower. "I never dreamed so much sex could be crammed into twenty-four hours." "I know, right?" Marci giggles. "That's why I love this place. I've had some of my best sex here at Laguna d'Amour." This is only my first time at this sissy resort, but I already know what she means. I was a virgin to bareback sissy-sex when we got here Thursday night, but boy… I sure do know al...

A month ago, I would have been pissed about Mistress branding the word 'SISSY' on my lower back. But I'm so hopelessly devoted to her now that I'll mindlessly accept anything she decides to do with me. What I mean by hopeless is that I've become so submissive to her that she now controls my every thought. On the beach, Mistress covered the parts of my skin she wanted to remain lily-white while tanning the rest of my body...