Last night I was set up on a blind date. His name was Peter and he was gorgeous. He was tall with dark hair and green eyes. I knew that we were going to fuck at the end of the night. We had dinner and saw a movie. And at the end of the night I invited him inside for coffee. And everyone knows “come in for coffee” is code for fuck my brains out. I had him in my bedroom and we undressed under dim lighting. Right now, as I type this part of the story I’m laughing so hard with tears falling down my face. Peter’s peter was so so small! I turned on a brighter light to make sure I was seeing him correctly. He face was bright red with humiliation and I giggled. His cock was the same size as my thumb. It was so funny that this tall and sexy guy’s cock was so miniature. I think my laughter turned him on because his little thingy was so hard, it was sticking straight up like a baby carrot. I told him his dick was so small that it looked like a clit and I saw a tiny dew drop of cum at the tip of his hard cock. I wanted to see I far I could go with humiliating this tiny dick man. We’re going to have some fun…
to be continued.
Tag: forced feminization
Peter’s Tiny Peter
Be My Good Little Sissy Boy
I come over dressed in a tight, black dress. Walking into your living room, I can feel your desire for me to make you into my little bitch. You almost take a seat when I do, but I snap at you. I didn’t give you permission to sit. I tell you to take off your clothes, and of course, you obey. Waiting for my instruction, you stand perfectly still as I study your naked body. I tell you what a dirty slut you are before ordering that you turn around for me. I want to inspect everything. I then tell you to lean slightly forward and spread your ass cheeks for me. Nervous, you do just that as I slink across the floor, making my way over to you. Giving your ass a little squeeze, I stick a finger inside your hole, which makes your toes curl. I press your prostate a few times, massaging it until your cock is rock hard. I remove my finger to start stroking your fuckstick, and just when you let your guard down is when I start licking the rim of your ass without mercy. Squirming, you moan as I continue to stroke your dick until you cum on your own floor. You’ve been a good slut for me, today.
Little Dick Gary
I have a client name Gary. LOL! I’m trying my hardest not to laugh as I write this… Gary has a really small dick, a real micro-cock. It’s 2 inches when it’s hard. I like telling him he should have been born a female because his cock is like a big clit. The poor man has never pleased a woman’s pussy. He can’t even keep a girl once she sees his small package. He likes to get dressed up in women’s clothing…dresses, makeup, heels, and a wig. He has me call over a couple of male friends with huge cocks. He always says he just wants to compare his little cock to their huge cocks. But he always ends up on his knees with a mouth full of dick. My ribs hurt from laughing at Little Dick Gary.
Mistress Envy
Call me Mistress Envy. Let me control you. I want to dominate you. Worship at my feet. Obey or be punished. I’ll make you bend over and I’ll spank your bare ass red. In my dungeon you’ll wear a leash, because you’re my pet. You won’t stand on two feet, you’ll crawl on your hands and knees. I like my pets to dress up. We’ll put you in a gown and makeup. Let me make you pretty. I’ll even give you a girl’s name like “Sara or Cindy”. If you have a small penis let me humiliate you. You know with a dick your size you’ll never be able to satisfy a woman. I know what you crave. I know what you need. Please me and be rewarded. Disobey me and I’ll show you pain. I’ll drink your tears, my pet.
Forced crossdressing sissy hubby
I love to make my husband crossdress. He acts humiliated but I know he really loves it. How do I know? He gets hard when I tell him to put panties and a bra for his day.
I enjoy making him mash his cock outside of the panties and jerk off while telling me what a good girl he is. Last week I made him go fill my car with gasoline and he had to wear a tank top, you could see the bra clearly under the fabric. I thought it was hilarious, he did not, but he also knows better than to anger me with protesting. I’m not sure what I am going to have him do today. Maybe he will have to go to the grocery store and buy me feminine products, and when the sissy gets back…I’m going to throw what he bought in the garbage and let him know it was just for my own kicks.