1. Hypno sissy slut


    Date: 6/24/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Gay Male, Author: andygone, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    and right, as she giggled at my futility. She moved around the bed and grabbed me round the waist with her left arm, holding me tight as she wiggled the plug inside me. I screamed into my gag, the pain of being stretched. 'please no more! please mistress!' I cried into my gag, as my hole was stretched wider and wider, until pop, the plug was sucked in, pulled deep inside me. Oh how it hurt, filling my insides as my body tried to reject this invasion, but she held me still, keeping me there, and slapping the plug gently, causing me to moan into the gag. She turned the tv on. It was porn. It filled my vision: lots of sissys' being fucked by strapons and big cocks, sissys sucking and gagging, being violated in every orifice, swallowing cum from big black cocks, having their pussys' filled with cum. As this visual hypnotica happened, a female voice kept repeating a mantra that I love big cock, that I crave cum and want to be fucked. All these mantras being repeated over and over again. The pain in my arse still hurt, throbbing in fact, so much so that I didn't realise that my mistress, that bitch, had injected me with her own special concoction, a mixture of muscle relaxants, sexual stimulants, something to suppress my testosterone and some sort of psyedelic to aid in my conversion. I wasn't sure how long it went on. In fact, I couldn't remember it happening, just that I was dreaming of sucking and getting fucked. When I woke up, it all seemed like a dream from long ago. The ...
    hardwood floor was cold on my feet when I got out of bed. Very cold in fact. I saw some pink fluffy slippers, and slid them on my feet. I was naked too, and didn't consider why I was hairless. I shivered, and grabbed the pink dressing gown of the hook, put it on, and left the room, trying to pull it down over my arse cheeks. I padded down the stairs and entered a kitchen. The woman with the tattoo was there, this time wearing a tight white vest, jeans and black biker boots. She sat smoking a cigar, stroking a long black strapon - although my mind didn't register this as strange. 'Hey honey' She said with a wicked smile. 'Hello Mistress' I said, automatically. Who was this woman? 'Come here darling, she said, spreading her legs and patting her knee and putting her cigar in the ashtray on the table. For some reason I obliged, confused at why I was saying and doing this, but on an automatic pilot I sat down compliantly. 'do you like your new clothes?' She said, as she stroked my thighs up to my hips. 'I do Mistress, I love them'. I said, grinding back against her, trying to spread my cheeks to expose my pussy. Pussy? Why am I... It doesn't matter, as the feeling took over me, of wanting to please this powerful woman. She laughed. 'Well aren't you a good sissy' 'Yes Mistress I try to be a good sissy'. 'Well how about you get your cock out and fuck me then sissy'. Something inside me stirred, and so I tried to stand, but she held me still. 'Go on, get that big cock of yours hard and ...
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