“Maybe you like being my little sissy bitch, don’t you?” Denise said, laughing. “Well, in that case, maybe I should make you into a real sissy.”
Gripping my wrist, she spun me around before she attached the cuffs to my wrists. My eyes widened seeing them as I was forced into a kneeling position; bent over the bed, my ass in the air.
Behind me, I heard Denise rustling around, digging in one of her drawers. She laughed and said, “I think my little sissy is going to like this.”
“W… what are you going to do?” I stammered. I’d told her before about my strap on fantasies but I never thought she might actually get one and use it on me.
“Whatever the fuck I want, you little sissy bitch,” Denise growled, coming up behind me. She slapped my ass hard; the sting traveling through my cheek. “Better stay still, bitch, or else this is going to hurt even more.”
Denise rubbed a cool liquid around my ass crack; smearing my asshole. A shiver traveled down my legs as her fingers tickled my hole; something I’d never felt before and, ashamed to admit, actually enjoyed.
After she finished, Denise playfully slapped my ass again, saying, “I bet you’re going to love this like the little sissy bitch you are.”
I felt a slight pressure against my asshole as something was pushed inside. OMG, it WAS a strap on. A big one. I let out a cry of… pain, or maybe pleasure? The pressure increased as she continued to push and then every inch of that big strap on cock was buried deep inside me.
I groaned as she pulled it out slowly before pushing it back in; fucking my asshole in a slow, deliberate fashion. I closed my eyes, reveling in the sensation as I realized I was actually enjoying this. My cock hardened; soaked with precum.
“You like that, don’t you?” Denise laughed. “Don’t think I can’t tell that that sissy-clit of yours got hard. I guess you really aren’t a man after all, are you?”
I groaned again, lost in the sensation. Denise picked up her pace, ramming my ass as she said, “Say it: say you’re not a man.”
“I… I’m… not… a…” I bit the comforter, unable to continue.
“Say it, bitch!”
“I’m not… a man!” I screamed as I lost myself and cum spurted from my cock, soaking into the sheets as I let out a loud, low moan, my wrists pulling tight against my restraints. I had never came this hard before.
I could hear my Denise laughing as she came around the bed wearing a harness around her waist with a big dildo attached to the end. Slipping it off, Denise let it clatter to the floor, chuckling as she said, “You are such a strap on slut.”