My Sister’s Tights

Dear Mistress Alexa;

I have not read all the stories, but thus far this is my favorite by far.

I was introduced to cross dressing by my older teenage sister and a friend of hers when I was 7. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a rainy Saturday and I couldn’t go out and play. I walked by my sisters room and her and her friend were trying on make up and curling their lashes. I had never seen an eye lash curler, and it looked painful. I walked into her room and asked what that was as it looked painful. They both laughed, and said no it wasn’t painful it was an eye lash curler and did I want to try it for myself. I giggled a little and said no its okay. My sister then said my kid brother Sxxxx, he has lashes to die for, he should have been born a girl. And as soon as she said that they both looked at each other, and I guess the idea hit them both at the same time.

My sister said in a very sweet voice, “you want to play dress up with us Stevie, it will be fun and besides its raining outside so you cant play outside.”

They were both smiling at me sweetly and I was enjoying their attention, so I srugged my shoulders and said, as long as you promise not to tell anyone I guess i will play with you. They both smiled and my sister say okay honey, please strip off your boy things for me, because if we’re going to play girly you have to be all girly.

I started to protest and my sister says, on Sxxxx, don’t be such a baby, you are going to love the feel of girly things and you will look so pretty when we finish I promise. So i stripped off everything except my tiddy whities, and she gave me a stern look and said everything, its not like we havent seen a naked boy before.

So I relented and she handed me a pair of soft silky panties and told me to put them on while she gathered some things that would fit me. I remember the sensation of these soft silky panties against my skin was wonderful. She next asked me to hold my hands up and she pulled a full slip over my head and then adjusted the straps to fit. Then she took her full palms and ran them down both the front and back of me to smooth out the slip she told me as she was brushing against and over my little dicky and bum and I started to almost hyperventilate as this new and unexpected wave of excitement began to wash over me.

I had never been sexually arroused before and I was too nieve to understand what or why this excited me so much. My sister next handed me a pair if tights, but then took them back and said, sit on the bed honey I will help you with these so they don’t rip or tear. So I sat on the edge of the bed and watched as she roiled them up my legs past the knees and then said, take my hand to stedy yourself now and slowly stand up and I will pull them up for you. At this point I was practically hypnotized and too excited to disagree. She reached down and slowly pulled them up lifting my slip up telling me to hold it up high as she pulled the tights up and even above my waist. Then she pulled my slip down and repeated the palms running up and down me smoothing out the slip again and with the added slick encasement of my legs ass_and crotch and her rubbing against my little dicky, it was more excitement them I could bare and suddenly without warming I wet myself.

Not really a lot but I was so light headed and panting at this point yet the wet spot appears immediately and I looked down in embarrassment and shame, my sister looked me in the eye first sternly and then when she saw me begin to cry and say I’m sorry Sherry, I didn’t mean to, I’m so sorry. She then hugged me gently and softly said, it’s okay honey, you only wet a little and all us girls sometimes wet ourselfs when we get too excited.

I didn’t realize you were so excited to me girly and that’s okay your dress will cover the spot up and we can clean you up good when we finish. And she kissed me softly and whipped away my tears, saying isn’t that right to her friend and they both hugged me and I looked up and said I really am sorry Sherry, I will clean your things for you, but I couldn’t help it, I didn’t mean to. Then her friend said yeah Stevie don’t worry I wet myself every time I get excited too.

And so we all giggled a little and said, I guess someone really loves being girly and in a moment of immediate realization, I nodded my head in agreement and wispered yeah its way more exciting them i ever thought possible and we all laughed. By then my sister had found a dark colored dress and said raise your arms again honey and I did as she pulled the dress over my head and this time slowly and avoiding directly sliding her plan a over my dicky area she smoothed out my dress and slip.

Next came make up and some jewelry and low 2 inch heels and she again said take my hand again honey until you feel steady in those shoes. And the each took a hand and we pranked around her room together and theysmiled down at me and said take a look Sxxxx, your as pretty and any girl can be and I loved it and was hooked for life.

Sxxxxxx,

Humiliating On Line Shopping Spree

You will wear panties and panty hose while shopping for me. You will sit at your computer at work, or in the Public Library, searching for pretty panties or sissy panties or slutty panties on line, leaving the shopping site and photo open on the computer screen while you go to freshen your sissy lip gloss in the Ladies Room.

Then when you come back to the computer you will look around at the other serious people and accept their rebuke or derision or contempt… then take a nice selfie and email it to alexa@houseboys.net

Your Mother's Pantyhose

You have been sitting and waiting in the family room for quite some time, wearing your mother’s pantyhose. Because this is where she comes after a day of work. This is where she sits down and puts her feet up on your lap. And waits for her foot massage. How many years has it been now? Waiting for her, rubbing her feet, knowing that she feels your hard on, through pants and pantyhose? Knowing that she will say nothing to you, nothing about you, just smile, and watch TV, and sip on her drink.

But lately she has been falling asleep. In the middle of your foot massages. She lies there against the pillows, with her skirt pulled up a bit and her pantyhose a bit loose, and her feet deep in your lap and her eyes are closed. She must be asleep, because you have been opening up your fly, and letting your cock out, and coming on her nyloned feet…. And she says nothing.

Understated

Sure when you think of America you’re thinking of a pick up truck with a gun rack and a coon hound with his head through the side window and Hank Williams on the speakers (reading Ken Bruen) but you might also be thinking of racy girls in packs, crunchy women in nylons and noisy heels, and bras and panties everywhere… every magazine, every TV commercial, every video ad….. Americans who can’t show tits or private bits are forced to fetishize their underwear and so every panty nut in Europe comes here for cheap electronics and cheaper hard-ons.

You like pantyhose, wearing them, looking at them, thinking about them. Sitting in them at a board meeting wondering if the big guys can tell from the sheen or if they have to ask their secretaries which means the whole building knows you’re hosed. Or sitting on the plane with the pantyhose underneath your low riding jeans so the aisle seat and the window seat know you’re a fag or a sissy or just a very naughty boy….

Telling the aisle seat about where you bought them: Secrets in Lace and you think maybe the stewardess can overhear you, and the people behind you are giggling, and when you get up to go to the loo you know the whole plane is looking to see your pantyhose are showing….

Make me a pantyhose slut

Mistress Alexa, Please give me the direction I deserve and desire.  I am a pantyhose slut who has fallen for your web site and want you to make me into a pantyhose slut that my wife can accept and dominate. Please show me the way….. John

Oh by the way, yes I am wearing a pair of nice sheer black pantyhose with a pair of panties, thongs, to remind me of who I am and what I want to accomplish in being a pantyhose slut.

THE CONTINUING CONFESSIONS OF YOUR PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Mistress,

I sit here, trembling in my seat, knowing the pleasure that you will have when you read my latest adventures in being a pantyhose slut and how well I serve you.  Taking a trip always brings its excitement, but being a pantyhose slut makes it a little bit more exciting and pleasing.  I am currently in San Diego, staying next to the Horton Plaza, the meca of pantyhose slut shopping for me.  But first I must start at the beginning when I took off from Hawaii and slipping into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose at the airport.  After check-in and going through the security checkpoint.  I slipped in the men’s room or pantyhose slut room and slipped into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose for the trip.  I especially like this brand of pantyhose because of the extra material they have and how I can cover my whole upper torso with them.  It is like no other brand that I have found so far, but the most pleasing aspect of them is that I can pull the extra material between my ass.  It brings an extra sensation of the pantyhose riding between my legs.  When I finally arrived at my gate only to find that the plane was postponed for another two hours, I was the only happy one, enjoying myself in pantyhose waiting for the boarding time to start. Once I was on the plane, it was heaven knowing that I would have them on for the whole flight.  Once I landed in Los Angeles and was waiting for the connecting flight, I was needlessly running to the restroom and adjusting my pantyhose and then making my little clitty hard knowing what to expect when I finally arrived in my hotel room.

When I finally arrived in my hotel room, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I stripped off my clothes and in the process of straightening out my pantyhose; I put a run in them. Knowing that I don’t like to wear any pantyhose with a run in them, I guess I cheated just a little bit since they were nude and I had to look really hard to see it.  I throw myself down on the bed and got my clitty nice and hard.  Just about the time I was ready to explode, I dropped my hands next to my side and was whisked away into a pleasure that you could only teach me.  Then when I was totally relaxed, I started to rub my legs together sending sexual electricity to my little clitty, teasing it again and again.  Then I allowed my hands to caress my little clitty just to the point of just a little bit of precum came out.  And then you commanded myself to lay my hands to my side again and your voice filled my excitement about who I am really am and what was expected of me.  I then started to stroke my little clitty again, again, and heard your voice commanding me to cum into my pantyhose.  Then I lay in my bed, knowing that I have pleased you again.

I then got myself ready and did the first day of business to hasty get it behind me.  After I was done, I slipped into a pair of black pantyhose and panties; sheer to toe and a pair of hip huggers panties that I assure you were pulled up my ass to accent my beautiful behind.  I then lay in bed again knowing what I had to do next.  My acceptance of myself has come in stages and each stage you have helped me along the way.  I knew what I needed to do next….  I went to a shoe store next to the hotel, rather calmly and shopped for a pair of heels to accent my feet in hose.  It was rather relaxing wondering through the many rows of high heels they had and when asked by the young female sales clerk if I need some help, it was nothing to say, “I was hoping to purchase a nice pair of high heels for myself.”  She assisted me and pointed me in the right direction.  I don’t know why it is so relaxing shopping for myself in ladies department stores, but I will always enjoy it.  Especially when I picked out a couple of high heels to sit down, take my shoes off and show everybody in the store my pantyhosed encased feet while trying on the heels.  I picked out a pair of cute little pumps with a 3” inch that I am consistently getting up and checking myself in the mirror.  Then I went to the Victoria’s Secret store and shopped for some more panties and a bra.  Yes, a bra, which I have never before shopped for and you can imagine the confusion when looking for my first bra. Am I a 36C, 34D or what should I be asking for.  I picked out some more hip hugging panties and tried my best to settle on a bra for myself with no luck.  There just wasn’t anything lacey enough for me and to much the rest of my ensemble.  I then went into Fredrick’s of Hollywood and a nice middle age lady tried to assist me, but there just wasn’t anything that caught my eye.  Yes, I am getting a little bit picky on what I will wear and always want to look my best for you. Before going into Fredrick’s of Hollywood, I spotted the GAP store which had a display, you guessed it, of bras right out in front of the store’s entrance.

I casually walked around the store and zoomed in on the bra that I was hoping to wear and grabbed it with no hesitation.  I lacy, black see through number that just sets my breasts off right.  When the sales lady asked me if I found what I was looking for, I shot back to her in a very kind way, that yes I have and no need to look any further.  You can’t imagined how excited I was, or could you, that I had in my hands my naughty little outfit that was going to make my week.  I raced back to my hotel room, stripping off my clothes, and sitting down in my pantyhose, panties, high heels, and bra; all of them black and lacey.  Each one of them accenting my desire to be your panty boy, my desire to please you.  This posting has taken me a couple of hours to write just due to the fact that I am getting up and gazing at myself in the mirror.  How my ass is pushed up in the air by wearing heels and how my panties and pantyhose accent them, then my bra; yes I am wearing a bra for the first time and like I said before, what was I waiting for in wearing a bra.

 

Please Mistress Alexa, let me download your “Pantyhose Sissy” MP3 from you, I need your constant assurance that I am going down the right path…. I beg of you.

 

CONFESSIONS OF A PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Mistress Alexa,

I want to thank-you for the work you do, tell you how you have touched my life and how much freedom you have given to me by allowing to accept the female side of my body.  I have been wearing panties and pantyhose for the last month straight and I never realized what I have been missing.  You can’t imagine how confused and frustrated I get when I am not able to wear them during the weekend.  But right now, I am sitting at work wearing a pair of pantyhose and panties showing a small token of my affection to you. You can’t imagine, or can you, how nervous I am writing my confessions and acceptance of being a pantyhose slut.  When I was growing up, my mother gave me a pair of pantyhose after I repeatedly asked to try them on.  I am pretty sure my mother gave them to me to get it out of my system, but it just made want another pair after that and then more and more.  While growing up and throughout the rest of my life, I have always enjoyed wearing pantyhose and masturbating in them.  Each time I would feel ashamed and throw them away, but would buy another pair later on to enjoy myself again.  A few years ago I purchased your tape, “Pantyhose Sissy” and I don’t know how to explain the affects it has had on my life.  Instead of feeling ashamed of being a pantyhose slut, I have embraced my decision with your care and guidance.

I still remember the first time that I listened to your tape.  I was surfing the web looking for pantyhose sites to visit during a business trip and stumbled across your website.  I immediately bought your tape and prepared myself to listen.  I put on a pair of pantyhose, my headphones, and lied down on the bed; not knowing what to expect.  Your voice put me at ease and I was floating on a cloud, easing into a deep dependence on you to show me the correct way to accept being a pantyhose slut.  I was caressing myself in my pantyhose, rubbing my legs together, each time sending shivers up to my little clitty.  When you commanded me to place my hands on my sides and to lie still, I let you guide me further and further into a state of relaxation and bliss.  I felt like I was floating, relaxed, and proud of myself for accepting who I really am.  When you allowed me to rub my legs together, which I really never did before, it was like sending sexual electricity throughout my whole body and then straight to my little clitty, just waiting to fully explode.  Then when you allowed me to caress my little clitty, I was on a path of no return, you voice so assuring and the pleasures you were allowing me to enjoy was leaving me weak and excited at the same time.  Then your command of making me drop my hands to my side again and then to caress my little clitty to make me precum.  I listened and soaked in every one of your commands and yes, I am just a little girl who wants to wear my pantyhose every day.  Then your commands of silky smooth made me precum more and more and when you allowed me to cum, I was hopelessly lying on the bed, shaking in a pool of amazement and wondering what happened to me.  Then you bought me out of trance, not wanting to leave the state that you put me in and enjoying every minute of it.  It was the first time that I ever been hypnotized, I was weak; emotionally and physically spent from your lesson you let me experienced.

I didn’t know what to think until after I was fully awake.  My mind was confused on what just happened and I immediately took off the pantyhose and throw them in the trash. I was feeling ashamed and humiliated, but it felt so right for me.  I slipped into the bath to try to wash away these feelings but at the same time I caught myself, calling myself a pantyhose slut and how I should be proud of myself in taking the next step.  Well, as you can imagine, the next day I was back at the store buying a couple of more pairs of pantyhose and enjoying myself again with your gentle love and caresses, directing me to accept who I really am.  I immediately bought a couple of more tapes from you site, Panty Boy, Transformation, and Sissy Training.  I have experimented with other aspects of feminization, high heels, and dresses, make up, but never really felt comfortable with them and usually ended up throwing them away after awhile.  But during a business trip to Southern California, I took a side trip to a mall, walked into the Victoria’s Secret (while wearing a pair of black pantyhose), had a very pleasant conversation with a young lady on which panties I would like to purchased, and walked out being the proud owner of six pairs of panties.  I always thought that I would be crossing the line if I ventured over into the panty realm of cross dressing, but how wrong I was in thinking so for so many years.  I went back to my hotel room and slipped them on, knowing that I was going to take pleasure in them, but not knowing how much pleasure they were going to give me.  I can’t fully explain the sensation of wearing pantyhose and panties at the same time.  What a waste of time it was before when I wasn’t wearing any panties while I was wearing pantyhose. The way the panties ride up my ass, constrain my little clitty in front, keep my pantyhose in place, and how my ass looks so cute and sexy in them.  It kind of feels like someone has their hand on my ass, caressing my ass throughout the day, making me feel sexy.  What was I thinking of not wanting to wear them?

So now, thank-you for your help and guidance in this journey, my favorite part of the day is preparing myself in the morning with my pantyhose and panties.  At first, I usually just threw them on at work hoping that nobody could see through the walls and making sure my clothes were covering everything up.  But now I am taking my time to ensure that my pantyhose are put on correctly (no sagging), my panties are pulled up between my ass, my little clitty is restrained in place, and then a couple of minutes of gazing and enjoying the site in the mirror.  I have learned to take my time now-a-days because I was getting too many runs in my pantyhose, not like I didn’t have an extra pair on hand, but also didn’t want to waste the pleasure of wearing them also.  No matter how small the run is in a pair of pantyhose, I just can’t put them on, if I am a pantyhose slut, I want to make sure I look right and sexy and not too cheap.  I also look forward to matching my daily outfit with my pantyhose and panties, just getting a little fashion sense going on here.  Living in Hawaii hasn’t been the idea place to purchase pantyhose since it isn’t ideal pantyhose weather.  The department stores don’t have much of a variety; they usually just carry the Hanes line, which is not too popular with me.  I just don’t like the silkiness of the material.  I usually go with the Leggs brand, but they don’t come in a smoother top to toe, but I still like them because they are a little bit silkier then the Hanes brand.  I also go for the No-Nonsense brand, which is very sheer from top to toe, but not very durable.  The tension strength isn’t that good, but does allow my clitty to flop around to get it a little bit more excited.  I also bought a couple of Wolford pantyhose, but just wasn’t that too impressed with them, not for the amount of money they were asking for.  There is also a couple of off brands but nothing worth mentioning about them.  So, as you can see, I have been enjoying myself in accepting who I really am.  I take real pleasure in seeking out the sales ladies and asking them about their products and every now and then, they let go with a little smile of approval of knowing that I am buying pantyhose and panties for myself.

I don’t know where this is all going to take me, but I am looking forward in taking the next step and having the pleasure of putting on my first bra.  Like I said before, I was always on the line of not wanting to be part of the cross dressing crowd.  I was too good for that, but at the same time wanting to accept my feminization.  But I am not part of the crowd, I am separate from the crowd and will take pleasure in any form of female clothing that I feel comfortable in.  I am excited, just thinking about what type of bra I will have the pleasure of putting my breasts into.  Then just thinking about the pair of black high heels, 3 to 5 inches… I am getting just excited about just having the mental image in my head and can’t imagine the actual rush that I will receive when I slip on my bra and heels for the first time.  I am planning on taking the next step and planning on pleasing you as much as I can to ensure I receive your guidance and direction.

So in short, I am sorry for the long e-mail, but there is one more request that I must beg from you.  May I please download “Smooth Legs” tape again, you agreed in an earlier e-mail, but I haven’t received the link.  Long story short… please let me take pleasure again in my feminization and the guidance and comfort that you bring me.

I hope to hear from you soon…..

Pantyhose slut

Mistress Alexa,

Please give me the direction I deserve and desire. I am a pantyhose slut who fallen hard for Isabella Valentine direction, but as you can see below and due to certain circumstances, looking for a mistress to make me into a pantyhose slut that my wife can accept and dominate.

Please show me the way…..

John

Oh by the way, yes I am wearing a pair of nice sheer black pantyhose with a pair of panties, thongs, to remind me of who I am and what I want to accomplish in being a pantyhose slut.

THE CONTINUING CONFESSIONS OF YOUR PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Isabella,

I sit here, trembling in my seat, knowing the pleasure that you will have when you read my latest adventures in being a pantyhose slut and how well I serve you. Taking a trip always brings its excitement, but being a pantyhose slut makes it a little bit more exciting and pleasing. I am currently in San Diego, staying next to the Horton Plaza, the meca of pantyhose slut shopping for me. But first I must start at the beginning when I took off from Hawaii and slipping into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose at the airport. After check-in and going through the security checkpoint. I slipped in the men’s room or pantyhose slut room and slipped into a pair of Leggs body toning pantyhose for the trip. I especially like this brand of pantyhose because of the extra material they have and how I can cover my whole upper torso with them. It is like no other brand that I have found so far, but the most pleasing aspect of them is that I can pull the extra material between my ass. It brings an extra sensation of the pantyhose riding between my legs. When I finally arrived at my gate only to find that the plane was postponed for another two hours, I was the only happy one, enjoying myself in pantyhose waiting for the boarding time to start. Once I was on the plane, it was heaven knowing that I would have them on for the whole flight. Once I landed in Los Angeles and was waiting for the connecting flight, I was needlessly running to the restroom and adjusting my pantyhose and then making my little clitty hard knowing what to expect when I finally arrived in my hotel room.

When I finally arrived in my hotel room, I couldn’t take it anymore. I stripped off my clothes and in the process of straightening out my pantyhose; I put a run in them. Knowing that I don’t like to wear any pantyhose with a run in them, I guess I cheated just a little bit since they were nude and I had to look really hard to see it. I throw myself down on the bed and got my clitty nice and hard. Just about the time I was ready to explode, I dropped my hands next to my side and was whisked away into a pleasure that you could only teach me. Then when I was totally relaxed, I started to rub my legs together sending sexual electricity to my little clitty, teasing it again and again. Then I allowed my hands to caress my little clitty just to the point of just a little bit of precum came out. And then you commanded myself to lay my hands to my side again and your voice filled my excitement about who I am really am and what was expected of me. I then started to stroke my little clitty again, again, and heard your voice commanding me to cum into my pantyhose. Then I lay in my bed, knowing that I have pleased you again.

I then got myself ready and did the first day of business to hasty get it behind me. After I was done, I slipped into a pair of black pantyhose and panties; sheer to toe and a pair of hip huggers panties that I assure you were pulled up my ass to accent my beautiful behind. I then lay in bed again knowing what I had to do next. My acceptance of myself has come in stages and each stage you have helped me along the way. I knew what I needed to do next…. I went to a shoe store next to the hotel, rather calmly and shopped for a pair of heels to accent my feet in hose. It was rather relaxing wondering through the many rows of high heels they had and when asked by the young female sales clerk if I need some help, it was nothing to say, “I was hoping to purchase a nice pair of high heels for myself.” She assisted me and pointed me in the right direction. I don’t know why it is so relaxing shopping for myself in ladies department stores, but I will always enjoy it. Especially when I picked out a couple of high heels to sit down, take my shoes off and show everybody in the store my pantyhosed encased feet while trying on the heels. I picked out a pair of cute little pumps with a 3” inch that I am consistently getting up and checking myself in the mirror. Then I went to the Victoria’s Secret store and shopped for some more panties and a bra. Yes, a bra, which I have never before shopped for and you can imagine the confusion when looking for my first bra. Am I a 36C, 34D or what should I be asking for. I picked out some more hip hugging panties and tried my best to settle on a bra for myself with no luck. There just wasn’t anything lacey enough for me and to much the rest of my ensemble. I then went into Fredrick’s of Hollywood and a nice middle age lady tried to assist me, but there just wasn’t anything that caught my eye. Yes, I am getting a little bit picky on what I will wear and always want to look my best for you. Before going into Fredrick’s of Hollywood, I spotted the GAP store which had a display, you guessed it, of bras right out in front of the store’s entrance.

I casually walked around the store and zoomed in on the bra that I was hoping to wear and grabbed it with no hesitation. I lacy, black see through number that just sets my breasts off right. When the sales lady asked me if I found what I was looking for, I shot back to her in a very kind way, that yes I have and no need to look any further. You can’t imagined how excited I was, or could you, that I had in my hands my naughty little outfit that was going to make my week. I raced back to my hotel room, stripping off my clothes, and sitting down in my pantyhose, panties, high heels, and bra; all of them black and lacey. Each one of them accenting my desire to be your panty boy, my desire to please you. This posting has taken me a couple of hours to write just due to the fact that I am getting up and gazing at myself in the mirror. How my ass is pushed up in the air by wearing heels and how my panties and pantyhose accent them, then my bra; yes I am wearing a bra for the first time and like I said before, what was I waiting for in wearing a bra.

Please Isabella, let me download the “Smooth Legs” MP3 from you, I need your constant assurance that I am going down the right path…. I beg of you.

CONFESSIONS OF A PANTYHOSE SLUT

My Dearest Mistress Alexa,

I want to thank-you for the work you do, tell you how you have touched my life and how much freedom you have given to me by allowing to accept the female side of my body. I have been wearing panties and pantyhose for the last month straight and I never realized what I have been missing. You can’t imagine how confused and frustrated I get when I am not able to wear them during the weekend. But right now, I am sitting at work wearing a pair of pantyhose and panties showing a small token of my affection to you. You can’t imagine, or can you, how nervous I am writing my confessions and acceptance of being a pantyhose slut. When I was growing up, my mother gave me a pair of pantyhose after I repeatedly asked to try them on. I am pretty sure my mother gave them to me to get it out of my system, but it just made want another pair after that and then more and more. While growing up and throughout the rest of my life, I have always enjoyed wearing pantyhose and masturbating in them. Each time I would feel ashamed and throw them away, but would buy another pair later on to enjoy myself again. A few years ago I purchased your tape, “Smooth Legs” and I don’t know how to explain the affects it has had on my life. Instead of feeling ashamed of being a pantyhose slut, I have embraced my decision with your care and guidance.

I still remember the first time that I listened to your tape. I was surfing the web looking for pantyhose sites to visit during a business trip and stumbled across your website. I immediately bought your tape and prepared myself to listen. I put on a pair of pantyhose, my headphones, and lied down on the bed; not knowing what to expect. Your voice put me at ease and I was floating on a cloud, easing into a deep dependence on you to show me the correct way to accept being a pantyhose slut. I was caressing myself in my pantyhose, rubbing my legs together, each time sending shivers up to my little clitty. When you commanded me to place my hands on my sides and to lie still, I let you guide me further and further into a state of relaxation and bliss. I felt like I was floating, relaxed, and proud of myself for accepting who I really am. When you allowed me to rub my legs together, which I really never did before, it was like sending sexual electricity throughout my whole body and then straight to my little clitty, just waiting to fully explode. Then when you allowed me to caress my little clitty, I was on a path of no return, you voice so assuring and the pleasures you were allowing me to enjoy was leaving me weak and excited at the same time. Then your command of making me drop my hands to my side again and then to caress my little clitty to make me precum. I listened and soaked in every one of your commands and yes, I am just a little girl who wants to wear my pantyhose every day. Then your commands of silky smooth made me precum more and more and when you allowed me to cum, I was hopelessly lying on the bed, shaking in a pool of amazement and wondering what happened to me. Then you bought me out of trance, not wanting to leave the state that you put me in and enjoying every minute of it. It was the first time that I ever been hypnotized, I was weak; emotionally and physically spent from your lesson you let me experienced.

I didn’t know what to think until after I was fully awake. My mind was confused on what just happened and I immediately took off the pantyhose and throw them in the trash. I was feeling ashamed and humiliated, but it felt so right for me. I slipped into the bath to try to wash away these feelings but at the same time I caught myself, calling myself a pantyhose slut and how I should be proud of myself in taking the next step. Well, as you can imagine, the next day I was back at the store buying a couple of more pairs of pantyhose and enjoying myself again with your gentle love and caresses, directing me to accept who I really am. I immediately bought a couple of more tapes from you site, Panty Boy, Transformation, and Sissy Training. I have experimented with other aspects of feminization, high heels, and dresses, make up, but never really felt comfortable with them and usually ended up throwing them away after awhile. But during a business trip to Southern California, I took a side trip to a mall, walked into the Victoria’s Secret (while wearing a pair of black pantyhose), had a very pleasant conversation with a young lady on which panties I would like to purchased, and walked out being the proud owner of six pairs of panties. I always thought that I would be crossing the line if I ventured over into the panty realm of cross dressing, but how wrong I was in thinking so for so many years. I went back to my hotel room and slipped them on, knowing that I was going to take pleasure in them, but not knowing how much pleasure they were going to give me. I can’t fully explain the sensation of wearing pantyhose and panties at the same time. What a waste of time it was before when I wasn’t wearing any panties while I was wearing pantyhose. The way the panties ride up my ass, constrain my little clitty in front, keep my pantyhose in place, and how my ass looks so cute and sexy in them. It kind of feels like someone has their hand on my ass, caressing my ass throughout the day, making me feel sexy. What was I thinking of not wanting to wear them?

So now, thank-you for your help and guidance in this journey, my favorite part of the day is preparing myself in the morning with my pantyhose and panties. At first, I usually just threw them on at work hoping that nobody could see through the walls and making sure my clothes were covering everything up. But now I am taking my time to ensure that my pantyhose are put on correctly (no sagging), my panties are pulled up between my ass, my little clitty is restrained in place, and then a couple of minutes of gazing and enjoying the site in the mirror. I have learned to take my time now-a-days because I was getting too many runs in my pantyhose, not like I didn’t have an extra pair on hand, but also didn’t want to waste the pleasure of wearing them also. No matter how small the run is in a pair of pantyhose, I just can’t put them on, if I am a pantyhose slut, I want to make sure I look right and sexy and not too cheap. I also look forward to matching my daily outfit with my pantyhose and panties, just getting a little fashion sense going on here. Living in Hawaii hasn’t been the idea place to purchase pantyhose since it isn’t ideal pantyhose weather. The department stores don’t have much of a variety; they usually just carry the Hanes line, which is not too popular with me. I just don’t like the silkiness of the material. I usually go with the Leggs brand, but they don’t come in a smoother top to toe, but I still like them because they are a little bit silkier then the Hanes brand. I also go for the No-Nonsense brand, which is very sheer from top to toe, but not very durable. The tension strength isn’t that good, but does allow my clitty to flop around to get it a little bit more excited. I also bought a couple of Wolford pantyhose, but just wasn’t that too impressed with them, not for the amount of money they were asking for. There is also a couple of off brands but nothing worth mentioning about them. So, as you can see, I have been enjoying myself in accepting who I really am. I take real pleasure in seeking out the sales ladies and asking them about their products and every now and then, they let go with a little smile of approval of knowing that I am buying pantyhose and panties for myself.

I don’t know where this is all going to take me, but I am looking forward in taking the next step and having the pleasure of putting on my first bra. Like I said before, I was always on the line of not wanting to be part of the cross dressing crowd. I was too good for that, but at the same time wanting to accept my feminization. But I am not part of the crowd, I am separate from the crowd and will take pleasure in any form of female clothing that I feel comfortable in. I am excited, just thinking about what type of bra I will have the pleasure of putting my breasts into. Then just thinking about the pair of black high heels, 3 to 5 inches… I am getting just excited about just having the mental image in my head and can’t imagine the actual rush that I will receive when I slip on my bra and heels for the first time. I am planning on taking the next step and planning on pleasing you as much as I can to ensure I receive your guidance and direction.

So in short, I am sorry for the long e-mail, but there is one more request that I must beg from you. May I please download “Smooth Legs” tape again, you agreed in an earlier e-mail, but I haven’t received the link. Long story short… please let me take pleasure again in my feminization and the guidance and comfort that you bring me.

I hope to hear from you soon…..

Pantyhose Story

Bondage
She smiled, I guess he likes it, she thought…She puulled away from him before he came and took out a razor…she knelt down and began to shave his legs for him… “If you are going to wear pantyhose your going to have to do it right my love.. i want to feel your smooth legs in nylon” He only bit his lip hoping she didn’t knick him with the razor…

She got back up to his hard dick and began to shave that as well… being as careful as she possibly could. When she was done she once again kissed it and began to suck on it…teasing it in her mouth and moaning in delight… She stopped suddenly before he came and handed the soap to him. He looked at her with a pleading look wishing she would finish what she started…. She looked at him with an authoritative look as if saying…”Later…”

He took the soaps and ran it over her breasts….He paused over her nipples and gently sucked on them…..He bit on one of them while he rolled the other one inbetween his forefinger and thumb….She moaned his name in pleasure and he kissed her tits and started to make his way down her torso… Pausing at her belly button and tracing circles around it with his tongue….then kissing further downward until he reached her clit…

He reciprocated to her as he gently blew on it and then gave it a kiss….He made his way down just a little further to her slit and began to slowly slide his tongue in but pull out….She gasped and looked down at him… He grinned evily and stood back up…He lauged at her and she grabbed his cock in one hand “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” she mumbled…she pulled him out of the shower by his dick and walked him out to a chair and sat him down…….SHe went away and came back with some black lipstick and eyeliner…First though she forced him to pull a pair of black sheer pantyhose from her drawer and give them to her.. He did so and she took them greedily, and began to roll them up his legs…feeling how smooth they were while kissing along the way. She pulled away and got out her own silky black pantyhose and slid those on her long legs…before picking her make up back up again.

He laughed nervously, not knowing if to trust her so close to his eyes… (hey those pencil thingies are sharp!!)she took out a little knife and cut a hole in the pantyhose for a place for his dick and made a hole in the crotch of her own hose as well. SHe sat down on top of his penis and he entered her wet pussy..the nylon rubbing to gether…He groaned a little and kissed her on the lips… She pulled back and held up the make up…”Now hold still…” she said as she brought the eyeliner to his eyes…He tried to sit as still as he could as she applied it around his eyes…At least he was comfortable…A. was nice and warm…and tight..

She smiled and quickly applied lipstick to him , but before he knew it she slapped a collar around his neck with a leash attatched….He looked a little shocked and tried pulling away to no avail. She grinned wickedly and pulled on it gently choking him a little…Seeing no way to beat her he knew he must be submissive to her every wish .. She led him over to the bed and tied him down, tightening his collar just a little as she did so… She kissed him gently on his black lips and at the same time squeezed her cock in her soft hands….He arched his neck and moaned her name in pleasure.. She scooted down and posistioned her self over his hard dick….She slowly slid herself down onto it and felt it fill her…. She herself arched her neck as she began to grin on him and move her hips….He tried to get his hands free but it was of no use…he was helpless to her.he at least wished he could see her sexy little feet in her hose. He managed to thrust up into her matching her grinds to go deeper and deeper inside of her…She leaned over and kissed him before shooting straight up again…She got up off of him and he looked at her shocked wondering why she had stopped…She kissed his nylong encased thighs and made her way down to his feet and started to suck on his toes…he groaned slightly enjoying this…she smiled layed face down on skyler putting her feet in his face while she still suck on his toes… He needed no promtping and took her feet into his mouth…he almost came at the sight of her feet all wrapped in nylon..after a few minutes she took her feet from his mouth and placed them on his crotch and started to rub him…the pantyhose on her feet making a rubbing sound that drove him mad….He groaned as he just about felt himself cum but he held it back as she tightly pulled on the leash that was attatched to the collar around his neck… He gasped and she shook her head as if saying “no not yet” and pulled on the leash again hard… She led him over to a chair and sat him down in it…she tied his feet to the legs and his arms behind the chair… she gagged him with a handkercheif and tugged once more tightly on his leash before realising her grip on it to fondle his thighs in pantyhose…it was maddening to be able to look but not touch her….she laughed and hopped on the bed and took out a vibrator and started to use it on herself…She started moaning in pleasure.. “MMmmmmmmmmmm cum over here and kiss my feet” he tried to free himself to no avail…”I can”t!” she laughed “Oh well!” she continued to moan and place her nylon covered toes in his face taunting him… He was vigorously trying to get free…but no luck… She came in a fantastic sight… She pushed the vibrataor all the way inside of herself and began to caress her own pantyhosed legs…SHe arched her back and started to convluse alone on the bed… this continued for a few minutes while she was forced to watch…his hands tied up and unabled to masturbate…he almost cried…Tara waasn”t too cruel though and made her way back over to skyler after she recooperated and took her feet and placed them on his hard cock and massaged it for him …..all the time telling him “mmmmmmmmmmm cum on my foot….i want you to lick it off….CUm on my foot now!!!!” he did as ordered and came all over her toes and feet…She smiled and licked some up and then put her foot in his mouth and made him suck off the rest… “Now i have to run to the store…be a good boy and wait for me..” she left the room… Leaving him tied up to the chair in his pantyhose…

My Mistress Alexa…

sissified bitch olympics— my mistress alexa had owned me for about 4 months and had me perform at her house just a couple times-for her sister and her friend tina. as a 28 yr old pure exhibitionist, i was transformed, in her care, to a feminized slave who did as told and grew to love pleasing her. tired of walking into some bar and snapping my fingers and walking out with some bimbo and banging her in my truck and then leaving her(and keeping her panties) and driving off–mistress alexa used her talents to turn me into THAT bimbo AND love it. and after 2 months training and obedience, she was pleased enough to bring over her friend tina to brag about what she had done. when they got home, i was there,shirtless and in some gym shorts and greeted them as they came in the door. afterward, the girls went to the living room and i retreated. mistress tells me that tina whispered to her about all sorts of things that women do talk about when men arent around. moments later, she hollared” sweety, could you bring us some wine?”–i did–in a wine colored bra, matching panties, white garter and stockings, gauzy white miniskirt and gold heels.and that started all of this. the two of them hosting the “alexa’s slut olympics”. they invited 3 other open-minded women over for an evening of fun; holly, a slender fireball of a redhead. shawna, a leggy and smokin hot black woman. and elena, a 5’3″ large breasted ‘man-hater’. they only knew it was an evening of fun and after they had all gotten comfy and buzzed mistress alexa called me into the room; dressed as i had been the first time i met tina. i teetered into the room in my heels and could feel the air on my exposed asscheeks as i was told to introduce myself. hi, im rhonda and i belong to ms alexa. everyone began talking at once. shhhh, mistress said, ill answer all questions in a moment-but tonight rhonda is going to entertain us. now rhonda, walk the room so the girls can check you out. i strolled nervously before them and slowly turned and could hear the stiffled gasps as my ‘barely there’ skirt flew up a bit and my pantied ass made an appearance. i stopped with my back to them and placed my hands on my thighs and left them there briefly before SLOWLY sliding them down my legs and stopping at my knees and holding that position before i began wagging my lacy cheeks back and forth-slowly at first- but then as whorishly as i possibly could–bringing claps and laughter to the whole room and a resounding swat on my ass from tina, which sent bolts of pleasure racing from my ass to my brain and directly to my ribbon-tied (and shaved) balls. the ice had been broken. and i was ready to make ms alexa proud. she instructed me to stand before them and lift my skirt high and as i did, she slowly peeled my panties down to my thighs and left them there while she tugged on the end of my nutsack ribbon, freeing them and allowing the girls a complete and unfettered view of my shaved crotch. i then waddled-just like that into the kitchen, to fetch a surplus of beverages;wine and brandy and to my delight-a bottle of tequila that the majority of them just began to pass back and forth. holly got up to use the bathrrom and when passing behind me, dragged her hand across my exposed buttcheeks and at the last instant, drew back and slapped it. the girls all hooted and mistress kept an eye on my cock, knowing that a swat or a paddling or anything of the sort had a tendency to make my thick cock swell-and it did. she just stared at my crotch as the girls aborted their laughter and began noticing what was happening-and ms alexa staring at my prick wasnt helping. as holly re-emerged, she asked why it was so quiet? shawna and tina just pointed; and i knew i was A) doomed and B) completely excited at what was about to happen. as they all remained still and silent, i stood, bottle of wine in one hand, hem of my tiny skirt up in the other, in the center of the room balanced on my heelspikes as my shaved cock and balls were ogled by a roomfull of hot, horny women who knew i was to be ‘used’. nothing could stop the physical transformation that was in full swing. when i am limp, my dick is about 1 1/2″ in length and not much to see. when it is hard, it swells to almost 10″-which is a number that always get thrown around(mostly by guys). now, it could be 10 1/2″ or 9 1/2″-whatever. the impressive thing is, when it swells for my mistress, my cock gets to be 5 1/2″ around-almost obscene looking. as they all looked on, my cock thickened and hardened under their glare-and when i felt it subsiding a bit- i looked at ms alexa’s smiling face (she was proud of me!!) and the involuntary leap that my cock took drew a gasp from someone-elena, i think- and it throbbed and bobbed on its own, before settling into its hardened state with the head just about stuck in my navel. “well, that was interesting!”, screamed my mistress, as the room broke into laughter and comments and catcalls. i lowered my skirt, set the wine down, winked at my owner and began to do a series of 20 jumping jacks, in my heels with a monster of an erection. the effect was instantaneous; women gasped or pointed, mistress applauded and smiled, and holly and tina were unabashedly fingering themselves-which didnt help my condition. the only thing more erotic than a woman cumming on your face is watching one pleasure herself, and now i began dripping. i asked mistress if i could go pee and she said yes. i waddled into the bathroom and had to wait until my cock softened enough which gave ms alexa plenty of time to get there and observe me pissing-standing up-and all hell broke loose. and i knew i was in trouble. she explained to all the girls what i breach of policy this was and handed out paddles and threw me over the back of the couch as they began to take turns on my uplifted asscheeks as i squealed and cried. finally, it ended-but i saw elena whisper to ms alexa and mistress smiled. as i fetched some ice, i heard whispering in the big room and wondered what was up.what was up was the ‘sissified bitch olympics’–and i figured that i was about to lose. mistress had this all figured out; and the first event was me; sprinting 40 yards in heels and all the women had submitted their estimates on paper. so there i was-out on the DRIVEWAY running 40 yds in slutty heels-man parts just ..well….. the winner—SHAWNA-beating holly by a cunthair with her guesstimate-earning her 3 points and holly 2 with tina next closest and getting 1 point. before the next event (and this was done as a prequel to an upcoming event) i was made to lie on the floor, with my skirt hiked up like a skank, and my heels spread and up on the edge of the coffee table. as they watched i slowly rubbed the length of my swelling dick, first with one hand and then as it grew to its full length, stroked it in both fists-very slowly as mistress instructed-as she stood over me straddling my head and allowed me to stare at heaven–her beautiful thighs giving way to silky peach colored panties that i wanted to devour. in moments she demanded that i stop and i did, with my hardened cock now swinging about wildly on its own fueled by the continued gaze of my eyes into ms alexa’s crotch. she noticed a bit of precum on me and asked me if i was leaking. a little bit i told her. so clean it up slut. i swiped up the renegade spunk onto my finger and stuffed it into my mouth, exciting all of the girls. elena asked mistress if i was some”kind of cum bucket”-drawing laughter from all. he is what i want him to be she told them all. and now on to event #2. in event 2 i was on my knees and the ladies were all seated comfortably and mistress informed us that i would be going down on each of them for 2 minutes before taking a drink(to cleanse my pallate)and moving onto the next pussy, until i had serviced and tasted them all. i enjoyed those 8 minutes immensely-and could only silently thank mistress alexa for her weeks of pussy eating lessons. sure, there were times when i failed her and was punished, but that training enabled me to become very good at it and please whoever she put on the end of my tongue. a
couple of them did not want me to stop-and grabbed my ears-but mistress insisted because it wouldnt be fair if any of them got more than 2 minutes. there will be plenty of time later for any of us to use his face and mouth she told them. and now i had to drink again and was blindfolded and mistress informed them that one at a time-silently-they would be led to me and insert a finger into their now juiced up cunny and wipe it on my lips. after all 4 of them(mistress had disallowed her self from these competitions)had done this, i had to guess who had been first, second, third and fourth. if i got her guessed correctly-she got 2 points. as it turned out, i got elena and shawna correct and mixed up holly and tina-who were then allowed to bend me over the couch and deliver 5 swats each with a wood paddle, bringing tears to my eyes as i squirmed and squealed like a little bitch. elena even tugged down my panties to deliver hers-and trust me, they were not offering much protection. now we took a timeout so we could all have a drink-me having to gulp mine as i was made to do a nasty striptease to music mistress had turned on. i made sure to pass by the ladies during my performance so they could all grope me and pinch me and at the end of my dance was left in just the hose(as instructed). i was on my knees and took one of my spiked heels and placed it back behind me, between both feet which grasped it tightly. i held it there-spike up-as i slowly sat back on it, taking it up my ass as the ladies cheered. mistress applauded to and as i stood and turned around -she yanked it out and told me to bend over. i did and she stuffed some lube up inside of me and then inserted a large butt plug and told the ladies that their next chance to earn points was to guess how long it would take me to ride a bike-butt plug and all-dressed just in my hose-around the block. really, they all asked. oh yes, said mistress. im sure he will go as fast as he can, besides it is after midnight–the only people to see him would be cops or the guys down by the gay bar!! i was trembling something fierce and mistress informed me that if i ‘lost’ the plug-i was to pick it up and re-insert it and wasnt to come back without it stuffed up my ass. the girls all submitted their guesses on paper and handed them to alexa, who looked at her watch as i mounted my bike-“go!”, she screamed and i took off–obviously trying to go fast, but not so fast that the action of my asscheeks would evict my ‘friend’. it was a fine line, plus the cars i saw coming i tried to time so i was behind something as they neared me. one even clicked on their bright lights. as i neared the halfway point i was doing well and came around the last corner to mistress’ street. as i got to about 100 yards of her house, she turned on all the floodlights in her frontyard and evidently hit the ‘horn’ button on her car keys-setting off that alarm-almost causing me to lose the buttplug. finally i coasted into her driveway in all the noise and lights, dropped my bike and waddled into the house-to much fanfare. my time was 7 minutes and 49 seconds, making tina’s guess of 7m 14sec the winner-giving her 3 points. elenas guess got her 2 more points and holly took third for 1 point. i was allowed some time to recover while the ladies had some more tequila -clearly drunk, now-before another ‘intermission’ performance by “bitch rhonda”. i was put into some mint colored boyshorts and laid on mistress’ bed and my ankles and wrists were secured. now mistress pulled out her vibrator and began teasing my swelling clit ever so lightly thru the nylon of those panties-she would tease and stop-tease and stop-until my cock shot out over the waistband of the boyshorts in all its veiny glory and she mercifully stopped before i came-and fulfilled a request from elena-who desired to scoop up my precum and forcefeed them to me–which she did and i noticed her sneak a little rub into her no doubt eager nub of a clit. i was untied and we all waited for mistress to tell us about the 4th and next to last event. in this event, i would be totally nude and standing. mistress would pick names from a bowl at random to determine the order. the ladies would approach me and -no touching allowed-either talk out loud or whisper to me what they wished. almost certainly, it would entail their plans for me in the 24 hours following their victory-the grand prize-before returning me to mistress. after their alloted 2 minutes, mistress would measure my cock. whichever lady created the lengthiest hard-on would get maximum points. the order was determined; tina,elena,holly and shawna. in between ‘contestants’ there would be a 5 minute ‘cooldown’ period. if that didnt suffice to reduce me to softness, an icecube would be shoved up my ass until my cock diminished to my normal tiny state. tina approached. she decided to speak aloud, telling me that she was going to take me home but stop on the way,forcing me to walk up to the window in the now closed victoria’s secret at the mall and pick out the items that i would love to be dressed in. she said she would return to buy them in the morning and dress me in them. in the meantime she planned on having all of her girlfriends come over to use/abuse me and that they would still be present when she went and bought these items in the morning-in fact, they would be in charge of my candyass until she got back. so, she wasnt sure what might happen to me! i loved that intrigue-turning me over to other women and LEAVING!! as a result, my cock leaped out to a respectable 9 3/4″ and tina was very pleased. the ‘cooldown’ lasted about 7 minutes and then it was elena’s turn. she decided to whisper and told me that she could tell that i loved to be dominated and humiliated by women and that she,elena, had just split from her man because he had cheated on her and that some man-might as well be me-needed to pay the price. she told me that she had noticed my cock swelling up during a paddling and that she and a couple of her girlfriends would be smoking my ass with paddles and whips and then probably using my mouth after which they intended to ‘strap-on’ and rape my ass. and then her idea was to…she then ran out of time; at which point my cock was measured again at–just about 9 1/2″ – placing her into 2nd place. this cooldown took some time and mistress decided to invoke the ‘icecube’ clause. i was bent over the coffeetable and had an icecube rammed up my ass for 30 seconds, at which point i had to expel it and serve another 5 minute cooldown. after which, it was holly’s turn and she had decided to speak out loud. she told me that she was going to drive me home and stop at the 24 hour porno store on the way. i would be led inside and she would take bids on my mouth-to males and females-and sell me off for 10 minutes to the highest bidder. regardless of what happened, we would then go to her place and her intention was to dye my hair, dress me, and then call some friends and get off as i was abused. she knew of women friends who would pay her dearly to either rape a man or just ‘piss’ him–lay him in the tub and piss allover him. after which she intended to shave my ass and deliver it to whomever paid the most–this all seemed to turn me on–her number was a twat hair under 10″-giving her the lead. now another ‘cooldown’ of about 7 minutes. and now shawna approached, having decided to whisper. she came alongside me and whispered to me that she knew i loved to eat pussy-she could tell by the way i swelled up and snacked on her cookie earlier. she bragged about paying attention and saw my cock throb before she even spread her legs. her intention was to bring all of her closest girlfriends over and allow them to experience my mouth–which i loved! i do not know if that would have been enough to win it for her but then she told me that she knew she could make a fortune by having those ‘turned on bitches’ all sopping wet-pay to also see me forced to swallow a big, veiny black cock as they watched and then devised ways to use me the remainder of the morning. after which, she would sell my asshole to the highest bidder-and probably lend it to a
girlfriend of hers named briana-whom she knew sported a massive strap-on cock. my dick just leaped forward and didnt lose a drop of precum–it visibly lost 2 drops, before ms alexa could measure it–at almost 10 1/2 “. and then it happened–one, then two, then three drops of manjuice climbed out of my swollen cock. the prior 2 drops made it to the floor-the next 3 drops, mistress caught on her fingers and smiled-telling shawna to bend over. she did-and as all of them at this point, without panties. as she bent over, alexa ran her spunky fingers up the crack of shawn’s ass and told me to “get over here and clean up your mess, CUNT”!!–my cock almost lost it as this was an ‘unwritten’ rule with my mistress. she rarely called me ‘cunt’ -because i loved it. and when she did-i generally lost control. but i crawled up to shawna and lovingly kissed her chocolate asscheeks -before shoving my face and nose and tongue up between her ass and slurping and sucking for all i was worth, while my unrepentent cock began to leak… i was finally pulled away so that event number 5 could start. we were told that this would entail me, with my toes on a line, jacking my cock, and cumming within 15 minutes. the ladies all had to guess the distance of my farthest drop of man cum. at this point, i was so horny that i would do just about anything but concentrated on task at hand to please mistress alexa. i stood, proudly, and began sliding my right hand up and down my fattening dick. once it got to its max i knew it was a matter of time. and as i peered about and saw 3 of the women tickling their twats with their fingers-i knew i was a gonner. after about 4 minutes i erupted-cumming not in spurts-but in huge sprayed out ribbons of ‘cuntspray’-as mistress liked to call it. it lasted about 60 -90 seconds and im sure that i made a slut of myself, but the distance ended up being 37″-which gave elena first prize. it put shawna at second and holly at third—meaning that the overall winner was————–SHAWNA. – the girls all expressed what a great time they had had–and ultimately i was led out of alexa’s house in panties, garter belt with hose, and heels-with a dog collar on that said ‘bitch’ which was fastened to a leash. the winner-shawna-had the other end of the leash as she proudly walked me 50 yards, to her car in this manner. it did not phase me a bit- as it was almost 4a.m. now. but we finally got to her place and all hell broke loose. over the course of 16 hours, i was ass-raped by her girlfriends, gwen and carrie. they all 3 watched as i was ripped up-anally-by her neighbor tyrique-and came(they did!)- and then i went down on gwen. i learned, right then, that black women enjoy head-gwen didnt just cum, she got to “the point”, and then exxploded-grabbing my ears and hair, yanking me down, and blowing loose–saturating my eager face with her juices; she didnt stop there–with my face entombed in her crotch, eagerly slurping at her cocoa thighs–she just plain soaked me! holding my face tightly to her cunt, she first came–literally spraying me with her woman juice and then held me there as she completely lost it and followed up by pissssssing me. she just soaked my face –as my cock swelled up and i grabbed at it and began stroking it as fast as i possibly could! mistress alexa came sprinting over grabbing at me yelling, “no, no, no!!”–soon my wrists were tied behind me–the problem being-that in front of me was a gorgeous black woman, with her thighs splayed apart-and her glistening pussy mocking me. and i dove forward-immersing my face into her juices once again and aiming to get some more lady-cum all over my lips. not only was i restrained—i was tied down in another room. where i was soon buttfucked by a gay neighbor of shawna’s as they all laughed and took photos. finally-before the complete 24 hour period was up–i was hauled back to mistress alexa’s–in a compact car, so that everyone that shawna honked at could look down into her car –and see me-in my pantyhose, with my heels up on the dashboard–and feeling like 100% slut. when we finally got to my mistress’ house-the porchlight was on and i was led up the stairs. just then-the lights went out and i was left there-alone. she wouldnt answer -and i will not tell you-even in 20 guesses- who kidnapped me off of that porch. i will tell you–it was about 3 days of humiliation and i dont know if it was arranged….