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When the car finally stopped, I had no sense of where we were. A deserted street between dark buildings... not a soul in the street, and the two men around me made me get out of the vehicle and pushed me into the hall of a building where they each took me by an arm to hold me. 'take quick little steps (because of my stilettos) down a hallway where they turned on the timer, then whoever seemed to be leading them took a key out of his pocket and opened a door and they pushed me inside. The light flickered see the rest

Ce soir mon Maître Effendi Tahir m'a sommée de venir chez lui et je l'ai trouvé très en colère contre moi, trouvant que je ne travaillais pas suffisamment, et que je ne lui apportais pas assez d'argent ! Il exigea que je me prépare - "avec la tenue musulmane que je t'ai achetée" et que sorte immédiatement pour aller draguer dans son quartier où vit une importante communauté nord-africaine. Il m'ordonna de me préparer de façon très sexy : pas de soutien-gorge, mais un string ouvert sur see the rest

Je suis travestie depuis plusieurs années, vivant en femme auprès d'un homme mûr, d'origine maghrébine, qui est devenu d'abord mon amant, puis mon Maître, exigeant de moi une soumission et une obéissance totale à ses ordres et désirs.Mon Maître Tahir a aussi exigé de moi que je drague des hommes sur internet et que je leur demande, lorsque je les aurai reçus, qu'ils me paient par des petits "cadeaux"... Maître a également exigé que je lui relate aussitôt, dès mon client parti, la see the rest

Victor lived in a large apartment on the second floor of his building, a four or five room apartment, very comfortable, cozy, and very well heated. He helped me take off my fur, my scarf and my gloves, then he guided me to a large living room where he turned on the indirect lights. I sat down on a deep sofa, and he left to make tea. During his short absence, I detailed the furniture, objects, paintings and trinkets to try to better understand the personality of this man; but I found no photo of him see the rest

After these delicious moments spent with him in the back room of this cafe, Victor accompanied me to the foot of my home, holding my arm and talking to me about his life. Divorced, childless, vaguely gay, and publisher of small, daring, avant-garde and erotic essays and novels!He kissed me again, at the foot of my building, taking advantage of the shelter of the umbrella he had deployed above our heads when the first drops of rain had appeared. He said to me with a smile "I suspect that you can't see the rest

And then, one day, Mourad left me alone in Paris to go and spend two months in Kabylie trying to find members of his family. He was absent, I had no more evenings to share, no "clients" to visit, and as my mother had left for a trade show in Boston, I found myself alone, left to myself and my secret fantasies, in the Parisian apartment that we occupied on Avenue de Ségur.My sissy outfits had remained in Mourad's apartment, and I very quickly fell back on Mom's underwear, and the sensuality that see the rest

Another of my regular "clients" had asked Mourad for me to come and meet him at his home, where he welcomed me with his wife, a pretty busty woman, who made me suck her penis for preliminary. It was yet another new experience for me, who had never seen a woman's sex so close. Her slit wide open and wet, hemmed with her sexual secretions, welcomed my mouth and my lips with tenfold pleasure, when my tongue tickled her clitoris, a small attribute red with excitement which darted its point at the corner see the rest

My relationship with Mourad, the man who had deflowered me in the toilets of a small neighborhood cinema, became more frequent and intimate. After deflowering me with care and love, he had whispered in my ear: "You are my little wife now", and I felt more and more like his little wife... Mourad's journey was quite exemplary of those Algerians who had chosen France at the time of the Algerian conflict. This handsome Kabyle had finished the conflict with the rank of staff sergeant, and he had been see the rest

My relationship with this transvestite priest, who became for me "Madeleine" my Mistress, and my initiator lasted about six months. Throughout this period, we managed to meet every fortnight, and spend a voluptuous afternoon in his little apartment. He taught me to find my pleasure in wearing sensual and feminine outfits that made me shiver with desire every time I put them on. Then we caressed each other, and I sucked him, better and better each time, which he then complimented me on when I snuggled see the rest

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 see the rest