Tied and Taken - Sex Stories

Tied and Taken

I had always had fun and gotten excitement from crossdressing and bondage play. After my first encounter with Chris, I was forced to accept the fact that I had desires and needs that I had suppressed for years. After having been tied up and mouth fucked by Chris, I realized that I didn't just like dressing up like a girl. I just didn't get a kick out of being tied up. I wanted to be a "damsel in distress" at the mercy of a man, to be helpless before him, to be used as a woman as he saw fit. My first encounter with crossdressing, bondage and a man was in a somewhat controlled situation. Chris was known to my fellow playmates. Although I had been left alone and helpless with him, it was at a friends home and Julianne would be back. There was safety in that. Safety was good but it did temper the excitement of the situation. I wanted more. To that end, I decided to put Larkin out there. I researched on the internet and found several clubs in town that catered the to gay/lesbian/trans-sexual community. One Saturday night I made a tour of three of them but not as Larkin. Two were predominately gay bars. I was hit on by guys in both clubs but that wasn't what I was looking for. I was looking for a man who wanted a woman. The third club was a mixture of sexual orientations. There were two men dancing with girls like me. I watched them for a long time and saw that the men were treating their dance partners like women. They were being polite and gentlemanly while, at the same time, ...

... obviously being sexually attracted to them. I saw one slowly moving his hands over his partner, feeling all the feminine curves of her body. The other held his girl tightly with her breasts pressing against his chest and their hips moving together in rhythm. This was the place, I decided. I even liked the name - "Something Different". If I was really going to do this, I needed something special to wear. I searched the internet and found this really cute dress. It was black, and had an empire waist and a lace bodice. The hem came to about 4" about my knees. Short enough to be sexy but long enough that I didn't look like a slut, even though that was what I was planning on being. I had also bought a new wig. I was medium length and auburn color. I chose the color because I had noticed that there were a lot of blondes and brunettes but few redheads. It seemed to be that men were attracted to girls with a fiery look. The planned night finally arrived. I spent considerable time shaving my legs, arms, chest and face smooth. I then applied my makeup, using all the tricks that I had learned over the years. As the final touch, I applied a bright red lip stick. This color can sometimes be a no-no for redheads but I felt that it enhanced my blue eyes. I slipped on my manhood hiding gaff, bottom enhancing garment; lacy, high rise thong, corset, and a pair of taupe panty hose. I pulled my dress over my head and down over my breasts and bottom. I loved the way it hugged my figure and the ...