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The Rendezvous Pt1 (Sissy Story by CassidyCaine)
Date: 10/8/2017, Categories: Fetish, Shemales, Taboo Author: sissyAlyna, Source: xHamster
... if on autopilot, Nick sat down on the bed when he spoke with such authority. "Good," Wyatt said, walking to stand in front of him. "You're wife confided in me your proclivity afraid you were gay. I told her I'd take you out for a manly night to butch you up and get you over this silliness. I'm afraid she's a bit submissive herself and just doesn't get this but I do." He reached a hand out and placed a finger under his chin to lift Nick's gaze to his. "You're a little sissy who craves daddies cock but you can't admit it." "No," Nick exclaimed. His cheeks turned a bright crimson as he shook his head. "It's not like that, I'm not gay. Now get out of my way, I'm going home." The slap across his face shocked him and he let out a girlish cry as tears brimmed in his eyes. "Did I say you were gay? You're a sissy hitch and a good sissy always craves cock. Now, you are going to wise up and do as I say or I'm going to send your dressed up pick to your wife telling her you came to me begging to suck my cock after I picked you up." "But, she wouldn't..." "Please, she already doubts your sexuality. And she expected me to be picking you up at your house. Sadly, you wife is poor about writing her password down so I just logged on into her computer and sent you that email before deleting it." He stared up at the man in shock realizing he'd been set up and couldn't figure a way out. He knew his wife would believe it after how she ...
... had freaked out about his confession. "What do you want?" "To give you what your sissy heart has always desired." He stepped close to Nick and grabbed his arms pulling them behind his back. Trying to cooperate, he heard the jingling of the metal cuffs too late they were clicking shut around his wrists so all he could do was struggle against the steel. "Be good about things and you'll find this night to be very pleasant. Fight against your nature and you'll regret it." "I don't know what..." His words were cut off as Wyatt suddenly flipped him around with surprising strength and speed so he was face down on the bed. Nick felt the dress he was wearing being pulled up over his ass to bunch you around his waist. A yelp escaped him when a large hand swatted first his right ass cheek hard and then his left cheek leaving burning imprints on his panty clad rear end. Tears welled up in his eyes at the rough treatment even as he denied feeling any thrill at the spankings. "This is a night for Nikki. And Nikki doesn't sound like that, does she." Nick turned his head so he could see his tormentor and stare at him in stunned amazement. He'd not told his wife about the specifics of dressing up like Nikki, about the feminine demeanor he put on, including speaking in a softer, higher pitched voice. "No," he said, in a soft, sultry voice. "Good," Wyatt said. His hands slowly pulled me up and around so I was setting at the edge of the bed ...