I also discovered that I had strong transvestite feelings although I didn't have any idea what to call them. I loved to dress in corsets, girdles and bras and imagine myself a woman. The sight of breasts on my chest sent shivers all up and down me. I wanted to wear women's underwear and feel it hold and confine my body and to have breasts. The idea of actually becoming a woman was an impossible dream in the 40s and 50s but it didn't stop me from wishing. be a woman. My ultimate dream was to be a female polio victim and to be in an iron lung at night and wear leg and body braces during the day. At the time I had never even heard the word transvestite and thought I was the only person in the world who had ever thought such things.

I was now blind and deaf and was surprised to feel something touching my lips. Something was pushing against my lips and when I opened my mouth slightly her fingers forced it opened further and something soft and rubbery was pushed into my mouth. It felt like a heavy deflated balloon. It was pushed deeply into my mouth until I felt more padded leather pressing against my lips and her fastening another strap at the side my face alongside my mouth. I explored with my tongue trying to push this invader out but it was obviously strapped firmly in place. I'd started playing with my own ass by then, first with a finger or two, or maybe with a hairbrush handle when I was in the shower. Fruit and veg became very important in the shopping list too. A carrot or banana? No problem. A cucumber? No worries. If it was round or vaguely phalic, it went up. I've had coke cans, condoms filled with apples, even did the post on my bed. I enjoyed the feeling of being full when i came, but it was only a few years into my marriage to Cat when I learned of prostate orgasms.I stood nervously by as the two women joked, and as I fidgeted; the rustling petticoats continued their unceasing caress. The thought of actually going to a public restaurant while dressed as a young prepubescent girl disturbed me momentarily, but I knew I was powerless to alter their plans for me. In fact, the stirrings under my fluffy skirts spoke more of my concurrence rather than any complaint. Miss? Ha! I like that. In fact, yes, that works very well, Alice. I think it's time I had a little fun out of all this. You need to do bit of cleaning up around here. I guess this is your little sex toy bag here?" as she lifted up the bag, more of my guilty sins spilled out on to the table.

The aim of this wiki is to build an archive of chastity stories. The stories have been divided into 5 sections. Men kept in chastity by women(and vice versa), both lesbian chastity and gay men in chastity, as well as anything that doesn't fit into that category such as where you don't know who the keyholder is or where there are multiple ones. What better way for the dominant to flaunt his or her dominance than to physically ensure their chastised sissy is kept in a never-ending state of horniness and frustration. We spent 30 years chasing the "good life" and enjoyed the benefits that came with it but something was missing for us. We played around with bondage quite a bit and I even dressed in a corset quite often for our love making and it seemed to be alright with her but it wasn't near the turn-on for her as for me.Fingers again gripped my now flaccid penis and something was being inserted into it. As it was pushed deeper and deeper into me the slight burning verified to me that my Foley was being replaced. Actually" he cupped my cheek "I was going to say 'Master' but I think I like that better, dirty girl."

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Total Chastity Enclosure - The Beginning (Part One)

At Sissymarket.com, we understand that chastity cages are an integral part of the sissy lifestyle. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced sissy, our collection of chastity cages will help you maintain your chastity and stimulate your sissy desires. I also acquired first a single leg brace and then a pair of matching bilateral long leg braces, KAFOs. These I wore in secret at first and reveled in the feeling of the braces gripping my legs and limiting my mobility. The sight of my torso and legs encased in braces was the ultimate turn-on, up to then at least. Good. Next, you have to agree to me expanding the toys I use with Zoe. If Zoe is going to be cleaning more often, then I’m going to hold her to a higher standard and may need new options to motivate her for her new role.” She crossed her arms and lifted an eyebrow as she listed her first requirement. Clearly she has been thinking about this herself. Though she tried not to giggle, it was obvious me Carolyn took great delight in my misfortune. “Don't look so sad, Chrissy; there'll be time enough to try on all sorts of pretty things now. It'll be just like having a real live Barbie Doll to dress for a few days. Come Monday, I'll wager you'll feel terrible wearing nasty boy clothes.” I knew that was true as these clothes they put me in were so much nicer and softer than my own. manner after she told a joke. Carolyn also reminded me of when we ate I was to take small bites and small sips. She got me to drink some water out a glass in small sips.

I couldn't do anything other than freeze. I couldn't disappear, and I sure couldn't hide the moaning from the porn in front of me, or the pounding my prostate was getting. Dazed, high, and a bit confused, I moaned and came hard, squirting my cum all down my thighs, the cupboards and floor.After I read and re-read the list several times she asked if I agreed. I asked what types of devices and apparatus she was referring to but she wouldn't tell me. Her only response was that surprise would add to the anticipation and she knew enough about my interest and desire to feel my body confined and restricted to guarantee that my wildest dreams would be fulfilled. I took the pen she held out to me and signed the form as chills ran through me. My hardening nipples tingled at my touch as I read the stream of words directed at me - at my body...I had never gotten so much positive attention. Being November, there was an autumn chill in the air, and as they stood in the entrance hall, Carolyn went to fetch her mistress' sable coat. Some of these stories are completely fictional and figments of our collective filthy imaginations. Others are direct accounts of our private play sessions. We'll leave it up to you to figure out which ones are fantasy and which ones really happened. The room looked like a normal examining room but the table looked far from a normal examining table. I was used to seeing the stirrups on an examining table folded up and out of the way but these were not only up and ready for use they were much more elaborate than I had ever seen. They had long shiny steel troughs that the patient's calves would lie in and several heavy padded leather straps that obviously would hold someone's legs firmly in position. There were