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sissy blackmailed, gang banged, then ruined.*This is my first story ever, I have no writing background whatsoever, in fact I failed every English class I ever took.. This is simply my fantasy, with a little bit of my real life experiences mixed in here and there. Parts of this story may be sadistic and extreme. My apologies if the story is a little s**ttered.. You will just have to deal with it! :)Please be kind, but honest and let me know what you think. Chapter 1The beginning.Buzzzzz, buzzzzzz… My cellphone vibrated on the night stand beside my bed. I groggily felt around in the dark until I got a hold of it. Half asleep and blinded by the bright light of the screen my heart skipped a beat when I read the short worded text message sent from Mistress. “It’s on” was all it read. I knew that everything I knew about myself, and any morals I had were soon going to be altered and destroyed.Let’s go back to the start and allow me to elaborate on the situation that changed everything for me.My name is Brandy, I was formerly referred to as Bradie. I am 25 years old now. I grew up in a small town. I had a normal life consisting of loving parents, good friends, and typical boy interests. But I always felt like I was confused. Being a teenage boy in the adana escort 2000’s was a weird time, with internet becoming common in the household, with chat sites and internet porn being easily accessible it’s not hard to understand how a horny teenaged boy could get overwhelmed and confused about sex and his sexuality. I knew from a young age that I was submissive, and I had played around when I was a teenager with being submissive on webcam on chat sites and MSN. But I never questioned my sexual orientation. When I turned 18 years old, I moved away from home to a bigger city. With much more freedom and privacy I began to play more and more on my webcam. I even began buying toys and girls clothes online. I can’t pinpoint the exact day that I decided I wanted to be a girl, or at least be treated like a girl. But gradually, with the help of sissy hypnosis videos, I had transformed from a girl loving teenager, to a cock craving webcam whore. I would watch in envy as beautiful, slim girls would handle big black cocks the size of their forearms, how they would gracefully stroke them, and shake their smooth round asses on them before being dominated and filled to the absolute limit with thick hard cock, working so hard for that sweet, sticky reward escort adana that they so proudly wore on their faces and bodies.As days went on, I became more and more dedicated to living this “closet sissy” lifestyle that I found myself trapped in. I wasn’t always proud of it, or happy about it, but I was certainly addicted to it. It all started so simple, I would come home from work every day, take off my smelly boy work clothes, get in the shower and clean and shave my cock and ass (before I referred to them as a clitty and boypussy) then dry myself off before applying lip gloss, fake stick on nails, panties and a bra and a half mask to protect my identity, then sit in front of my computer, desperately searching for a woman ( secretly knowing that most of the women are men pretending to be a woman) to dominate me and degrade me on my webcam. I would put on a show for them, following their every command, until I was allowed to orgasm. At which point I would snap back to reality and realize that what I am doing is wrong. I would quickly exit the webcam, remove all my silky soft girly clothes and call up my friends to hang out or go to the gym, pretending that nothing ever happened. But the days went on and the routine continued. I became more adana escort bayan and more addicted and sucked into the habit I had formed, and the temptation of crossing the line between straight to sissy grew stronger and stronger.Until one day, upon searching a popular fetish meeting site that I regularly visited, I started a conversation with a woman who called herself Mistress Shadow. I was instantly attracted to her. She spoke with confidence and knowledge, and had a casual picture of her face on her profile that displayed her confidence and beauty. Miss Shadow and I talked back and forth for a few days before she even mentioned viewing me on webcam. I felt very comfortable and trusting towards her very quickly as she showed professionalism and interest in me and my submissive desires. She asked a lot of questions about my life and my previous experiences, she asked about my fetishes and offered a lot of very enticing advice and ideas. It took almost no time at all for her to reveal all of my deep dark fantasies, my fears, my limits, even some basic personal information such as my real first name and my line of work. It all seemed to real to be true. Here was a beautiful woman offering to guide me in a S&M relationship, to play with me, and let me be her little sissy boy, to model my slutty outfits for her in the privacy of my home. Unfortunately, when things seem too good to be true, they usually are. And that’s how this story came to be.Chapter 2 coming soon. 🙂

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