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Let me remind you how you came to be in this situation before you refuse. I've been bi-sexual since I was old enough to have noticed how horny women made me. From the moment I noticed, I was unstoppable. My dominant personality seemed to bring me more girlfriends than I could really use. But I always thought the only thing better than a submissive girl is a submissive boy. And what really turns me the fuck on is to take something precious and submissive and to transform it into my own little fuck toy. Remember when we met? You thought you were so manly and tough - but that first night you let me wrestle you to the ground and force myself on you. It got me so fucking hot that I dragged your shorts down, and started to suck you off as my hand snaked around to caress that sweet tight arse of yours. I fingered your arse hole with my spit-lubed finger until you came, writhing in bliss, in my mouth. I still masturbate and think about that time to this day. But my desires couldn't be kept locked away for too long. You were such a sweet, innocent boy and I wanted so much you include you güvenilir bahis in my lesbian affairs. God, the times I fucked myself with the dildo imagining remaking you into my sweet little sissy. But when I thought about how I could go all the way and feminize you until you're a painted whore in slutty makeup taking my strapon up your arse - well, I came so hard I fainted the first time I pictured that. I suppose it began with my latest conquest, a young student of about 21 who was a sweet little frightened deer until I met her. I taught her the delights of submission, and it wasn't long before she was doing anything I fucking wanted' and my imagination is rich and varied. When the three of us went out to the bar, we made sure you'd be hooked. We'd got dressed together upstairs, sharing a bottle of wine while you sat downstairs. Both of us wore matching outfits - the red brocade corset with gold lace, matching satin French knickers and red-ruffled opaque black stockings. Our leather skirts were scandalously low, and our painted faces looked severe with arched eyebrows and cherry-red güvenilir bahis siteleri lipstick. While we were out drinking, you allowed her to apply some lipstick on you as I watched and laughed. That was our test, and you passed magnificently. I knew where that would lead. After you invited us back to your place, I put more lipstick on you while she put two fingers in your mouth, telling you softly to suck. You were a born cocksucker, I could see that. Pure fucking sissy, and it made me so wet. I noticed your erection and teased you a little about liking it - but I made sure I rubbed my hand across the bulge in your jeans as I did so. You gasped and then I explained we were going to dress you and fuck you until you begged us to stop. At that point, her other hand had joined mine, rubbing you as you sucked. She asked if that was what you wanted - and you agreed. We undressed you in front of a long mirror as we caressed and stroked your sweet and sexy boi body. She curled a leg around you and began to kiss you, your head clasped in her hands, your body shivering under iddaa siteleri her assault. I stroked your cock until it was even harder, as my other hand snaked around you to rub your cheeks. We thought you'd come then, far too soon, and released you. She pulled out her makeup kit and began shaping your face to match ours. I took the outfit from my bag and started sliding heavenly red satin panties up your legs. I told you how good it would feel when you wore them - and let me slide them into place, giving your engorged dick a stroke as I smoothed them. I was soaking wet as I watched you submit to us. You had no idea what would happen next' but we did. Your mouth looked so fuckable as she applied the heavy red lipstick and I wrapped the red brocade corset fringed with gold lace around your chest. As I pulled the strings and it tightened around you, shaping you and molding you, I saw your cock twitch in your panties. I commented on how excited your little girly clit was and breathlessly promised you even more pleasure. She whispered filth to you as she put on fake lashes and arched your brows while I drew the stockings up your legs. You acted as though the ruffled tops were tiny kisses as I clipped the garter tabs to them. You didn't even ask where she got the long blonde wig from as she carefully maneuvered it into place.