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My debut as a young transvestite (part 4)

Publié par : sylviafoulard le 01/09/2021

In the indentation of the bedroom door, stood a dream creature, of which I had the greatest difficulty imagining that under her exquisite and refined femininity, Monsieur l'Abbé Musseur could hide!Her face admirably made up (her eyes rimmed with mascara, the eyelids heavily highlighted with black kohl, her glossy lips of a deep carmine red, her cheekbones slightly edged with a pink brush) the woman who stood in front of me was entirely disguised in nun, a black veil headdress framed her made-up face, and she wore a long black silk outfit that she lifted to show me the garters that held two long black nylon stockings stuck in pumps laced at the ankle and finished with stiletto heels nearly fifteen centimeters high ... Thus perched on these slender pumps, "she" appeared extravagantly tall. She wore long black gloves that went up above her elbows, and I discovered between the folds of her silky veil a black leather collar, studded with chrome steel rivets, and bearing a large ring in the middle which encircled her veiled neck. I was captivated by this apparition. Mouth open, fascinated by the sensation of sensuality and power that emanated from her appearance, I remained silent in front of her."She" walked slowly towards me and I stood up in front of her; she was more than a head taller than me, and I had to lift my face to hers to follow her gaze on me."Sylvie," said the abbot's grave voice suddenly, coming out of the made-up mouth of this creature, "it is your new name that you will wear for me, and I am going to introduce you to pleasure, but first you will kneel before me and you will swear not to reveal anything that will remain our secret. Are you ready ? I whispered an impressed "yes" and knelt in front of her. She then raised her silky black veil cassock with both hands and my eyes were exactly at the level of the black lace panties that finished her corset; through the transparent tulle I discovered this sex that I had already taken between my lips last week, and a new shiver crossed my body; She then made me swear absolute secrecy about our meetings, and added an oath that she made me repeat aloud: "Me Sylvie, owes total and complete obedience to my Mistress Madeleine here. She has the right of punishment and retaliation on me for disobeying her orders; I also owe him complete loyalty and total submission to his goodwill. I will accept all her orders and all her desires without protesting but thanking her for thinking of me. When we are together, I should only call her "Mistress" unless she allows me to use her name at certain times. I swear to respect this oath. " When we are together, I should only call her "Mistress" unless she allows me to use her name at certain times. I swear to respect this oath. " When we are together, I should only call her "Mistress" unless she allows me to use her name at certain times. I swear to respect this oath. "She pulled me up, took me in her arms, and leaning towards me, kissed me full on the mouth in a passionate way that led me to surrender completely in her arms.Then she took me by the hand, and brought me back with her to the larg ...

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