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    From a425couple@21:1/5 to All on Mon Aug 26 08:27:33 2024
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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    As somone who normally wears a skirt at the weekend but doesn’t try to present as a women my best experiences are those day where I get up, put
    nn a skirt and then at some point later in the day my wife makes a
    suggestion to do something which I would not normally do in a skirt
    because she hasn’t noticed that I am not wearing trousers. I find it wonderful and so suporting that my wife will comment on what I am
    wearing without even contemplating that the fact it’s a skirt is
    unusual. Just walking along the seafront with my wife when both of us
    are in skirts is one of the most comforting feelings I know.

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    I met this gay guy in 1983 I always want to know what he had hidden in
    his pants took a likeing to him sraight away I was only in his company
    for short period's of time each year he never saw me crossdressed till
    1996 we were good friends he knew I was interested but it was 2015 and
    he had been drinking for hours with his gay friends who were married
    they went to bed he came to the hotel bar for a last drink with me well
    more than one drink ha ha he was unsteady on his legs so I helped him up
    to his room its 2 am I thought this is my chance and my friend was well
    up for some action as much as me as his hands were all over my body and
    inside my dress at the bar but as soon as I got him inside his room I
    switched the light on and before the door closed I took the lead he was
    nearly naked before we got to his bed never had chance to switch the
    light on near the bed I quickly slipped off his pants and out popped a
    huge cock after a lot of licking I could not belive what I had in my
    mouth it took my breath away I was choking than a lot of loud moaning
    and begging for more he then tried to pull it away shouting I am going
    to cum I pulled him closer shouting even louder I am to cu**** to late
    he never got the word out there seemed to be gallons of it I licked him
    clean then switched the light on it was huge I found out it was 10
    inches and very thick we were both knackered by then but next day he was
    amazed that i took every centimetre of his weapon inside of me

    Which he said would not happen he could not belive it that I could not
    get enough of him with out crying in pain i can not put it in to words

    The feeling I experienced all I knew was I needed more of his volcanic
    tower so since that weekend plenty of fall out has spilled out of his
    volcano I know which style of outfit to wear that makes him have major
    volcanic eruptions and yes the best things are with waiting for in my
    case 32 years rachel

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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience? Appearing in court to finalize my legal name change. The judge read over
    the papers, realized he had misread them, and then stated that this was
    going to be an appreciated break from the usual misdemeanor trials he
    had all the rest of the day. It was over very quickly and I legally have
    a female name.
    I wore a nice conservative skirt and blouse with bra, panties, and
    sandals. My wife was with me at my side, beaming proudly.
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    I would say the best crossdressing experience I’ve had was my first ever date, he took me out to a nice restaurant and he was so sweet and
    treated me like a real woman
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    When by best friend’s asian stepmother caught me wearing her pantyhose,
    and she dressed me in her clothes until early morning before my friend
    woke up. What was once a fantasy she brought to life, oh the games she
    created. It was by her instruction or punishment as she called it,
    forcing me to suck my own cock and to swallow my cum. She would use her
    large vibrator on herself and in my ass until I showed her my mouth full
    of cum. I never told my friend about all of the times I had sex with his stepmother.
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    Feb 26
    I got really fucked up and got left at a water fall…..I was pisssed off tremendously but I soon found my self going through a bag I had and saw
    my ex had few things in there,I took a few more shots and a line or 2
    and next thing I know I'm. Trying em on I found a thong and a lacey bra
    that I liked just how they hugged my body sent a erotic tingle through
    me but I walked down the river and back fiddle fadeled for a while and I decided I was gonna go half way up the water fall to stretch out on this
    rock soaking up sun….I get up there and get comfy and started to realize
    that if u moved a certain way it sent tingles ive never fetll through my
    body and I tried to resist but I cave in and started to feel myself it
    started to feel almost too good changed position few times and each
    switch I found new waves of pleasure. I'm starting to feel so much
    extasy in news ways I never experienced

    Then BOOM BOOM BOOM….I froze then a very delayed 4th BOOM and I knew I
    had company and that I was caught…..on display in a wo.anns lace bra and
    a very revealing thong……so I tried to act normal and then I see my
    guests 4 guys about my age in preppy barbie and Ken style and 2 old
    timers ….they said nothing to me and startex to walk down river they
    were pretty quiet and then it was silent I thought here's my chance
    while they are down river I stand up quickly with my stuff and started
    my exit and I hear “ see old timers one of them sissy boys in public “ uuhhgggg my heart hit the bottom of my stomach I turned and waved and
    calmly said “my bad I didn't even see u I was in a zone “ some small
    talk and 100 soft insults I was waiting 4 them to go but second turn to
    awkward min and one of em said if ur ready to head out don't let us stop ya…..so I jumped into the water and when I came up and was getting out
    (not looking at any of them) but I could feel all eyes on me…one of the
    old men said that he would be happy to help out if I needed it I kindly
    denied and started to a place that was secluded when (and I still don't
    know how they did it) one of the guys was pisssing and when he saw me he
    didn't turn away from my direction his stream stopped he laughs and says
    wanna help me shake it? He was a bit shorter and chunky his penis was approximately 3 inches long and normal width ,he wasn't being hateful I
    made light of it saying looks like he had it handled he chuckles and as
    he is putting himself away says don't them get to ya,to each their
    own,I'm straight and not trying to poke fun but u do look very
    tempting….but you very kinda shifty to the old man when he offers to
    carry something I was like I'm sorry wasn't ment that way he shrugs as
    he takes few steps my way his hand still on his penis in his short gets
    a stupid fuckin grin and says that old man was just she of standing full strength from ur Lil outfit, so is ur cute Lil ass a faggot ?

    No ,sorry to say not a faggot.

    Hmm could've fooled my dick, funny I didn't think faggots were such teases…

    Ii turn around to face him and 1 hand is gripping his hard dick the
    other caressing his hip rib area

    I told him I can't be involved appreciate the complement he made a few
    more shots at me and I'm starting to get cold chills andi can
    immediately tell he noticed my chest get goosebumps and my nipples get
    hard as steel I go to ask what he wants and he answers a flip phone they
    talk for a min then says I think I see u

    I get so darn nervous thinking I'm gonna get gang raped but in the
    distant I was relieved to see it was the old man who offered to help
    with a huge smile and even bigger wave he works his way over to us and
    chunkY boy quietly says

    Alright man (pulls his pants up quickly) I'm going to be honest with you
    I don't have a lot of money but what else do I have to do get u to pull
    the old man's snake trouser a few times? I laughed said I wish I was a prostitute but nope

    He said I realize that now…I was thinking if u were it be easy I'd fuck
    u and tell the old man u were gone…..

    Just being honest don't judge me,

    I was silent as the old man reached us he just latched on me with a big
    hug and I could feel him grouping me pretending not to he was the
    shortest of us three and the old man kept giving compliments and trying
    to feel me up I asked where his buddies where he said up stream they
    won't be down this way they don't like ppl like you, I felt anger and embarrassed and again chunky softly says “so ull do that? I said no I
    will not the old man didn't know our 🏪 he was focused on his new
    mission to slid his finger in my Crack me constantly moving his hand,
    chunky looking a bit defeated said well u got more get ups like this ? I
    very hesitantly answered “ yes” he lite up and asked “OK no touching, could the old man see u model them while he jerks his penis

    I think it was the lines starting to kick in but I agreed with a
    “fashion fan show “ the old man lite up and immediately dropped his
    baggy old pants and he immediately started tugging at a half hard
    cock….I froze then did like 8 steps towards him and by the 2 outfit I
    was having Lil fun I'd get close to him n lick my fingers or suxk em dif
    Lil things and I was surprised when I walked out outfit 4 and the old
    man was on his back long stroking his dick and since it was the last
    outfit I walked up to his feet got on all fours and crwaled over his
    whole body and gave a kiss on his cheek his body shook I said that was
    it but he was pointing out he wasn't finished and then begged me to not
    let it go to waste they are few and for between I'm trying to leave for
    to speak to chunky and he too is sitting vigorously jerkin off at this
    point between the drugs and liquor I asked what could I do non physical
    to speed this up chunky was faster fumbling words but clearly I heard
    the old man “ face down ass up pull them panties tightly between ur
    cheeks and rub your cock

    So I did and idk why when chunky spoke I could barely make it clear I
    heard from the old man say “ might as well us his own” chunky words were clear when he said “ darn sissy boy,there's a gallon of precum here….the old man said he was close and next I know I feel the most sharp intense
    pain I jerked forward and whipped around to see chunky just unloading a
    huge load of cum as his knees buckles and stumqbles where the last bit
    is dripping on my stomach….as (http://stomach….as) he dropped next to me
    he said sumthing about rape and man pussy and started to rub his nut on
    my stomach like lotion I figured it was over when the old man kinda got
    a serious tone in his voice so I closed my eyes and waited for them too
    leave then clearly as ever I heard them say it's not moral right to
    leave a sissy boy stiff and throbbing while covered in cum I tried
    saying no but chunky said plus pops still full I tried processing this
    but I felt my cock being stroked and I tried to fight it but the
    pleasure running through my entire body was too much I gave in and
    started to go along one of em said that I couldn't possibly hold out
    much longer than chunky was in my ear whispering idk what when the words
    were until I heard “HOLY SHIT pops working like a young buck!!!! And I realized I was being raped by the old man……he was thrusting his cock in
    and out of my ass over and over making sure to look directly in my
    eyes…..I couldn't feel it at first so I tried to figure out what was happening when chunky spoke…fuck you old man I want that boy pussy I
    tried to move but seemed the old man somehow had super strength and he
    turned me on my side and said “tell fat boy that he already had his turn
    m wasted it,at this time I started to feel myself coming close to climax
    and then I felt tremendous pressure on my face and heard “go ahead and
    tell him I started to mumble words and then I felt it …..the old man's
    dick in long slow strokes penetrating my ass to make my mind believe it
    was that I reached down and felt him penetrating me….they talked to each other excitingly and then I said I'm going to cum and the chunky bastard squeezed the base of my dick strong and hard and said not b4 me and I
    felt my stomach cut I thought he already did and felt his nut,and the
    old man started thrusting faster and harder chunky was into it and said
    squeez the bitches face again and the old man going faster and faster
    gripped my face so hard my mouth forced open and chunky said I ain't
    never had no batch boy make me nut by looking at me I closed my eyes and
    old man said make it count chunky shoved his dick in my mouth and the
    old man started shaking as he thruster himself in my a few more solid
    hard times he stated shaking and chunky was trying to gag me I guess but
    he was only 3 inches the old man now started to choke me and said I
    ain't going to finish b4 no bitch and would pull almost allll the way
    out and slam so hard and fast in ,chunky wasmoaning grabbed my head and
    I felt his cum fill my mouth as the old man said there we go and
    ejaculated forcefully and a lot the old man said take it as I felt him
    swell and unload In my ass…..I couldn't move and chunky made a joke
    about where's and the old man said like this? Put his penis on my face
    and then smacked me full force calmly said that's what sissy boy slots get

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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?

    I used to go to a Club in Philadelphia called Shampoo which had Alternative/Fetish night. My female friend made me up nicely in the
    face. 6.3″ heels and skirt this short made my legs look so good I was
    willing to endure the pain.

    Like minded people and compliments on my legs(That is me) made me feel
    more comfortable.

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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    I started cross dressing when I came home from work. I had met a guy who
    was gay, but masculine. One day I just told him that I wear women's
    clothes when I come home. He knows me as a masculine guy and said he
    would like to see me dressed up. He invited me to his house and said I
    could dress up in private and show him. I had always thought about
    feeling a hard cock and my mind was racing. I packed a bag and went to
    his house. When I got there he offered me a drink and he said relax. He
    grabbed my hand and said I'm hard already. I was rubbing his cock. I
    went and got dressed. I came out in a cute skirt with nylons and heels.
    He was sitting there naked and he said nice body. He grabbed my hand and
    walked me to the bedroom. My cock was hard but I could only think of
    sucking his cock. We kissed and played with each other. I asked him to
    slide his cock across my pantied ass and he did. Slowly I started to
    undress as I stopped occasionally to suck his dick. I really wanted to
    feel his cock in me but my girlfriend used a little dildo and his cock
    was too big. Eventually I swallowed his load and he had me jerkoff on
    his chest. We've had other experiences, but the first one was the best.

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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    Meeting my boy friend at a gay club we danced we laughed we drank ..and
    the first time we went out on a date to a movie and dinner I
    crossdressed I was really pretty and femine for him had sexy lingeria
    under my dress because I wanted him to see it and fuck me the first time
    which he did it was great I love being fucked crossdrsser as a woman so
    much we had a great time ..this is one of my best moments as crossdrsser
    ..yea he's still with me 2 years now



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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    It was last year for my bday my wife took me shopping and she about me
    sexy lingerie we got are nails done and she took me out to dinner and
    then to the clubs. Well when we got home there was 5 big black guys.
    After a couple of drinks my wife told me it's time to change into my new
    sexy lingerie. OMG after that night I was very happy and very tried but
    let me tell you something for the next 4 days I couldn't sit down and I couldn't walk straight either.
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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    Some years ago I met up with a lovely group of CD’s that got together on sundays to get dressed up and watch the football games together, share
    tips and secrets, BBQ and just have an overall good time. My GF at the
    time loved the idea, she knew after me being dressed all day and around
    like minded individuals, i’d come home and we’d put on our matching lingerie and have a great time in the sack. I miss my lovelies and I
    miss my ex as well
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    I'm coming at this question from a different perspective, I'm a woman
    who dated a crossdresser whilst I was a university for about 7 months
    and I can honestly say the sexual intercourse was absolutely amazing I
    married a man a couple of years later and for the the next 15 or so
    years of marriage I came nowhere near to having the intense, passionate
    and enjoyable love making as I had with that person..

    I'm now in a relationship with another woman and we're set to marry next
    year and we're reaching the same heady hights as I did at university.
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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    I stayed with my Grandparents one summer. Both of them were slowing down
    and they needed help doing things around the house. I was used to doing
    things for them, so I didn't mind the idea at all!!

    When they met, Grandma was a dancer with the Radio City Music Hall
    Rockettes and Grandpa was a Junior Executive for a large company. They
    married young, raised three children, and lived in an affluent
    neighborhood. They were always invited to parties becouse everyone liked
    to be around them!!

    The attic of their house was renovated years before and turned into a
    studio apartment. It had a separate entrance, living/dining area,
    bedroom, bath, and a kitchenette. My Uncle had lived there while he went
    to college and my Mom stayed there after she divorced my Dad. It was my
    turn now!!

    One day, I was left home by myself. Grandma attended the local art show
    and Grandpa played his weekly round of golf. I didn't expect either one
    until late. I had planned on surprising them with a nice dinner that night!!

    I was upstairs vacuuming when I noticed a door that I had not seen
    before. I opened it and found a storage area full of formal clothes. On
    one side were mens suits, shoes, and a dresser and on the other were
    beautiful womens dresses and gowns, shoes, and a dresser. There were
    womens dress hats, purses, wigs, a full length mirror and a chair.

    I always wanted to dress formally, but never had occasion to. Now was my chance!!. I took off all of my clothes and laid them aside.

    I opened a bureau drawer. It held a selection of bras, slips, and
    underwear. Other drawers contained stockings and garters, and dress
    gloves of various lengths and styles.

    I put on a slip and underwear, stockings with garters and a pair of
    white pumps with heels that fit me. I found a blue dress I liked and
    tried it on. It fit really well!! I grabbed a wig, purse, hat with veil,
    and a pair of long white leather gloves and headed downstairs in search
    of makeup and jewelry.

    I went into Grandma's jewelry box and put on a necklace and matching
    earrings. I went to the bathroom, put on the wig, and applied makeup and lipstick. I was feeling really good and looking good too!!

    I put on the hat and carefully worked the gloves on and pulled them up., grabbed the purse, and headed to the mirror. A voice behind me said,
    “You look beautiful!! I have been waiting for this day!!” It was Grandma standing there with tears in her eyes!! I found a tissue, wiped the
    tears, apologized, and hugged her!!

    We went to the kitchen and she made tea. She asked me the questions and
    I answered every one. She complimented me on my outfit but suggested
    that I switch out the leather gloves for a pair of long cotton ones as
    they would be cooler. I did and she was right!! She said it was OK for
    me to dress around her and she would help me.

    She asked me if I wanted to stay as I was and go back to the art show
    with her!! I said “YES!!” She said I would be introduced as her Granddaughter and by my female name!!

    We drove back to the art show and had a great time even though I was a
    nervous wreck!! I got complimented on my outfit and it helped my
    confidence a lot!! As promised, she introduced me as her Granddaughter
    to several people there. No one questioned her about me. We left and got
    home in time for me to change before Grandpa saw me.

    She helped me dress several more times that summer. We went places and
    to social gatherings together with me dressed as a female!! It was a
    blast!! Unfortunately, she died the following winter.

    I never will forget those times with her!! I think about them and smile
    every time I dress now…..

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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    I don’t know if this counts as I wasn’t the cross-dresser in this experience.

    While I was in college, I went to a party with my roommate. My roommate
    (male) had long hair—perhaps down to his mid-back. For this party, he
    wore a tight red dress.

    Multiple times over the course of the party, I’d see him from behind,
    and think “oh, who is this girl in the red dress I haven’t seen/met
    yet”, and then realize “oh, that is my roommate”. Then I’d drink some more, and later have the same experience. I told him I got a bit
    frustrated after a while because I’d be like “oh, she is kinda cute I should go meet her”, and then nope, its just my roommate. He was highly amused that I kept repeatedly mistaking him for a female from behind.

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    Attending a performance of ‘The Rocky Horror Show’ in full make up, stockings, heels and lingerie.. Then when a friend comments, “you make a
    very pretty woman David!”
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    MBA from University of Maryland Global Campus (Graduated 2020)8mo
    I was in my early 20s when I met a married man who frequently traveled
    to Chicago for business. My boss introduced us, expressing his
    willingness to assist the man, Tony, in any way necessary. Eager to
    impress my boss, I eagerly went above and beyond for Tony. After a few
    months, Tony asked me to pick up a gift from a store and deliver it to
    his hotel room. While waiting for the order, I couldn't resist browsing
    the expensive lingerie in the department. When the package was ready, I
    brought it to Tony's room. He opened it to reveal a white lace bra and
    panties, insinuating that he knew I wore a bra on a previous occasion. Overwhelmed and embarrassed, I admitted that his assumption was correct. Surprisingly, Tony encouraged me not to be ashamed and asked me to try
    on the lingerie for him. After changing and showing him, he praised my appearance and hinted at further exploration. He invited me to join him
    for dinner the next day, with the lingerie as a gift for me to keep.
    Eager to please him, I agreed and made plans to meet him again. The
    following day, I found myself in Tony's hotel room surrounded by
    dresses, lingerie, and makeup. A woman named Debbie arrived, referring
    to me as Tony's "special friend." Unsure of what I had gotten myself
    into, I allowed Debbie to groom me and apply makeup, even trying on
    different wigs. Tony arrived, impressed by my transformation, and we
    embarked on an evening out as a couple. Despite initial worries, no one recognized me, and I felt a surge of confidence. We attended an art show
    and enjoyed each other's company until returning to the hotel room,
    where we engaged in passionate intimacy. This marked the beginning of a two-year relationship as Tony's girl, Jenni, filled with incredible experiences. Eventually, our relationship came to an end when Tony
    retired after selling his business. Although it was bittersweet, I
    cherish the memories of the unforgettable time I spent as Jenni.

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    Definitely wearing this huge victorian dress over a very full prom dress
    full of petticoats 😍


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    Originally Answered: What has been your best cross-dressing experience?
    I don’t consider myself a crossdresser at all. I wouldn’t be into
    wearing anything super girly or exaggerated, basically just dressing
    like an average (younger) girl. Wearing some basic panties under
    somewhat gender-neutral clothing, and having all of my body hair
    shaved/waxed. I prefer acting feminine and being identified as a girl
    when I’m doing it, but again, nothing over the top. Think of an average unassuming and shy girl in high school or college. I’m basically going
    for that.

    The important things for me are feeling feminine and being submissive. I
    want to be with a guy that’s completely in control, and if we have sex,
    I want to be treated completely like a girl, like my boy parts aren’t
    even there and don’t get touched at all. I want to focus on pleasing
    him, and maybe be lucky enough to have an orgasm occasionally from him
    being inside me. I would be ok doing things with a guy my own age, but
    would much prefer a much older man, sort of a ‘daddy’ type or something. Someone authoritative and dominant, the kind of guy that wouldn’t have a problem pulling down my panties, putting me over his knee, and paddling
    my bare bottom until I’m in tears whenever he thinks in need it.

    So I met this guy a while back. We chatted online for a while, and one
    night I got brave enough to go to his house. I’m in my 20s and he’s in
    his 50s, and he’s into spanking. All good things so far. I shaved all my
    body hair and wore my favorite cotton bikini brief panties under my not-too-girly outfit, basically a T-shirt and some cute sweats I think.

    He lets me in and we have a drink while we get to know each other. I’m a little nervous. Then the mood shifts a little, and the conversation
    almost turns to a lecture about meeting strangers on the internet and
    going to their house. Suddenly I feel like a teenage schoolgirl that’s
    about to be punished, which was both amazing and terrifying in the moment.

    He gets up and leaves the room, and a moment later I hear him calling me
    into the other room. I find him sitting on the sofa, and then I notice
    the big wooden hairbrush sitting next to him. I don’t remember exactly
    what was said, but basically called me over and told me that in need to
    be taught a lesson. The next thing I know he’s pulling my pants down and putting me over his knee. A few more words are said, then I feel his
    hairbrush landing on my butt.

    I was squirming after the first few swats, but he just pinned me down
    and kept going. After probably like 50, he stopped for a minute and
    talked to me again. I almost thought it was over, and then he pulled my
    panties down. I probably got like another 50 swats on my bare butt. It
    made me cry, and I could tell my butt was bruised.

    I was laying across his lap, so I could feel him getting hard while he
    was spanking me. After he stopped he rubbed my butt for a minute while
    he talked to me. I could tell he was really hard. I felt his fingers
    exploring between my legs, and other places.

    He told me I could get up. I just stood there, not really sure what to
    do. I looked down at the bulge in his pants, and he knew that I saw it.
    He looked in my eyes for a minute, and a lot was said without words ever
    being spoken. He started pulling his pants down, and I instinctively got
    on my knees. I leaned forward slightly and arched my back so he would
    have a nice view of my now very bruised butt.

    It was my first time so I had no idea what I was doing. I just took him
    in my mouth and followed my intuition. Apparently it worked, because a
    minute later, his cum was shooting down the back of my throat for me to swallow. I could tell how good I made him feel. I wasn’t sure what to do
    or expect next, so I just knelt in front of him and waited. I couldn’t
    help noticing how good it felt to be sitting there with my panties
    pulled down around my knees, cum running down my throat, and having my
    butt blistered from the spanking it just got.

    But apparently it wasn’t enough for him yet. He told me to get up, that
    he wasn’t done with my spanking yet, and that I should never expect a spanking to be over with that quickly (never mind the fact that I
    already probably can’t sit down). But I can’t help being happy that he’s doing it, and that I don’t have a choice.

    He has me bend over the arm of the sofa and takes off his belt, and
    tells me that if I get out of position or try to resist, my spanking
    starts over from the beginning with the hairbrush. He gives me like 20
    with the belt on my butt and upper thighs. It’s not as much about
    punishing me this time as it is about showing me my place, and reminding
    me that he’s in control. At one point he asked me a question, and I
    caught myself responding “yes, daddy.”

    He told me I could get up. My butt was throbbing…just pulling my panties
    back up made me want to scream. He took me upstairs to his bedroom and
    told me to get undressed, except for my panties. He had me lay on the
    bed face down and rubbed my butt for a minute (which by now almost hurt
    as bad as being spanked) while he talked to me more. He told me I was
    his, and that I wouldn’t be meeting any more strangers. He told me his expectations and rules, and consequences, for which this was obviously a demonstration. I would be available to please him whenever he wanted,
    and misbehavior would always be met with a hairbrush and a belt on my
    bare bottom, among other things.

    He spent the next half hour explaining everything while he whipped my
    butt. I got to keep my panties on for the first few minutes, but he
    pulled them down long before it was over. At one point I yelled out a
    bad word…his belt must have landed in just the right place on top of a bruise. He stopped for a minute and told me he wouldn’t tolerate that
    kind of language. “Yes, daddy.” He left the room, came back and put a
    bar of soap in my mouth, and told me I was not to spit it out until my
    spanking was over.

    By the time it was over, I was completely limp and drained. I wasn’t
    even really crying anymore. Just an occasional tear. He grabbed my butt
    and squeezed it, which nearly made me scream, and told me it was his
    now, and asked me if I understood. “Yes, Sir.”

    I heard him getting undressed. He didn’t say another word, just climbed
    on top of me, and the next thing I knew he was inside me. It didn’t last long. This definitely wasn’t for my pleasure…it was more about showing
    me that he could. I could feel it when he came, which still made me
    happy. He pulled my panties up, pulled a blanket over me, and kissed me
    on the cheek.


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