As a submissive transvestite, the pleasure I take is the result of a skilful alchemy between domination and humiliation. I'm going to tell you about my last session with this just dose of humiliation.Serge introduced himself one day with these words: “I like to take a Sissy, submit her, order her to suck me, lick me, give her a taste of my golden shower, and take her like a female dog. It will be an ongoing relationship. After many exchanges, he finally made an appointment with me .It was a Wednesday afternoon. He was supposed to come at 2 p.m. After a frugal lunch around 11:30 a.m., I took the time to carefully prepare myself: shaving, skin care, makeup, and of course sexy attire. I was going to forget the cleaning of the anal pussy, essential before any meeting as a passive submissive. I found the idea of ​​the golden shower deeply humiliating, and it turned me on. I thought he would like to spray me as a Sissy, so a little dressed up, and so I chose an appropriate outfit: a "bodysuit" in synthetic material (quick drying) of an indefinable color (between beige and pink), of design quite dated, with laces and small frills on the front. Above all, its shape was both original and practical. Panties covering the buttocks, but bare back. The garment covered the belly in front but was well cut on the side, making a tight junction between the panties and the bra. The rigidity and the padding of the latter made it possible to give the illusion of a real chest, which I did not have. The bare back and the shape allowed me to do my business and give access to my pussy and my clit without removing the bodysuit, just by lowering the "panties" part on the thighs. To receive my new Master, I had put on my pink babydoll, with a second breast padding, which made me both exciting and very "little girl", the perfect Sissy in a way. I had also put on very airy white fishnet stockings, which went well with the bodysuit and showed off my shaved legs. Heels, wig… and collar-leash: I was ready right on time when he rang the intercom. It was agreed that I welcome him on all fours on the tiled floor, blindfolded, the handle of the leash between his teeth, a switch placed next to me, and the buttocks turned towards the half-open door. I got into position after opening the front door of the building.Elevator door, creaking of the front door and slamming it closed: the stress and excitement were at their peak. I obviously had no right to remove the blindfold. I heard his breath coming closer. I felt him take the cane with one hand. He went up the pink babydoll on my back, revealing the panties of the bodysuit. I felt the switch explore first my buttocks then my crotch ... without saying anything he made me understand that I had to spread them a little. I felt him kneel, he lowered my panties and began to grind my buttocks with the whole hand, slamming them at times ... Everything I love!"Um, very nice slut outfit" he muttered, "take me to the shower or the bathtub, while remaining on my knees".Master, it's upstairs, you have to climb the stairs Very well, you're going to climb those stairs on your knees! I complied , still blindfolded and the handle of the leash in my mouth. The excitement was at its peak, my clit was sticking out of the panties he hadn't put back in place.Climbing the stairs on your knees was neither easy nor elegant, just ridiculous I guess. He stimulated me behind me with little taps on my buttocks and also on my clit, when he managed to reach it. I stood on the steps with my hands, and the ascent was laborious.“Always keep your legs a little apart, little whore”.Arriving directly in the bathroom which was facing the stairs, I heard: "go in the bathtub, my bitch".So he wanted to start pissing on me. I had done well to choose the garment, and I then asked him if it was okay for me to take off my pink nightgown and my heels."Yes, but keep your underwear!" ok Sir, can I take my wig off anyway?Granted, bitch” He helped me take off the babydoll, I took off my heels, my wig and climbed into the tub, dressed in my only bodysuit."Squatting, facing me, chest straight, mouth wide open" I got into position."Now I'm going to aim well, and you have two solutions: either you swallow everything as you go, or your underwear will be soaked with my piss and you will have to keep them on afterwards for the whole session, which will be long, as you say. 'imagine… it's you who sees' It was all seen. Even if he pissed slowly anyway I couldn't keep up, plus I knew my stomach couldn't take more than half a glass. The urine is not only very strong in taste, it is also very acidic, I already had some experience of it... "Okay sir, I'm ready, go ahead.. but I think I won't be able to swallow much I replied.He was probably alread ...

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