I am Sylvia, a little whore who likes to cross-dress to excite males, to exhibit herself in slutty outfits and this for a few years now. So I am starting to have a good experience and my partners that I meet at the cruising spots that I frequent are generally satisfied by my mouth and my very welcoming anal pussy. It has not always been like this. At the beginning, I exhibited myself in places that I knew were frequented but the excitement came mainly from the risk of being discovered in women's clothing and the shame that this engendered. I always wore pumps, stockings, garter belts, lace panties, skirt or dress, wig and makeup, my clit caged and a small anal plug. Little by little I came to wait for one or more voyeurs that I let caress me and that I jerked off, but no more. One day, while I was showing off in a place near Fabrègues, which I frequented regularly, a rascal arrived who always stayed back to watch the others around me. That day, we were alone. I asked him to come closer but he answered me that he was not interested in teases like me and that he was looking for a submissive whore. For some time I had been tempted by submission and so he answered him that it interested me. He then told me to follow him and we followed a small path for about a hundred meters until we arrived in a space between the trees that was a little more open. An old mattress was on the ground and I saw a rope hanging from a tree with a pair of leather handcuffs at the end. "This is where I take care of little whores like you and if you still agree, I will tie your wrists". "I agree" I replied "I am at your disposal" I added, without knowing what I was exposing myself to. I felt my cock growing with excitement but could not really get hard in my cock cage. It was even a little painful. He put the handcuffs on me, lifted my skirt and lowered my panties. He caressed my buttocks and suddenly he began to slap them, harder and harder, asking me if I liked it. I was more and more excited by the situation and answered him that yes. He slid his hand between my buttocks while caressing me then spread them and tapped the plug. "I see that you have prepared yourself on that side, but we will see that later". He ordered me to kneel on the mattress and I found myself with my arms stretched above my head, held by the rope and the handcuffs. He then came to stand in front of me, undid his belt then lowered his pants and his briefs. A nice cock a little big, still soft, appeared. "End of the handjobs" he told me "you are going to suck me and you better make me hard, otherwise there will be a punishment". I answered "okay but I have never sucked". 3 Too bad for you and know that I don't need your agreement now since you said you would put yourself at my disposal". I was starting to wonder what I had gotten myself into. "You can try to complain or scream, anyway with the noise of the highway and the place where we are, no one will hear you". "Suck me and do it well, you slut" "And apply yourself otherwise too bad for you". I wondered what his threats implied but I had no choice. I was caught in my own game and found myself in a situation that really excited me but which I no longer controlled. I took him in my mouth and started to suck him but he told me to first lick his glans and balls. Little by little his cock hardened and became bigger and bigger. "I felt your teeth, be careful" and I was entitled to a little slap in the face. I didn't expect it and I was ashamed t ...

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