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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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Mar 13
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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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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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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