Little Ladyboy Domme
Little Ladyboy Domme
If you read my other stories you know I'm intersexed
and I was a ladyboy prostitute when I was um, 1 very 3young.
I don't condone such activities.
They were sick perverts who used me.
True I got a lot of money and expensive gifts but
that doesn't make it right.
They should all be castrated.
This is a story about one of my clients.
Let's call him Mr. submissive.
My sex club supervisor gave me a sheet of paper with all
of Mr Sub's needs and desires.
How do I begin this? It's almost unbelievable.
An expensive hotel room, laminated hardwood floor, rich dark oak
paneling, red and black color scheme, big double oaken bed
with a chocolate on each pillow.
Presidents didn't have accommodations this good.
Mr Submissive was on the floor grovelling at my thigh high
leather boots, naked with the big butt plug I stuck in his ass.
I was totally naked except for those boots;
not even a real domme; I was naked and vulnerable.
He CHOSE to be submissive.
I tried not to giggle or laugh right out.
You're a sick, sorry little man, do you know that?
My leather flail whip came down on his smooth, shaved ass.
(not too hard, can't leave marks)
ANSWER ME YOU FUCKING SISSY !!
Yes Mistress, I know.
Do you know how old I am??
TELL ME HOW OLD I AM!!
You're ** years old, Mistress
YOU SICK FUCK!!!
You like being dominated by a ** year old hermaphrodite?
YES MISTRESS, I DO! I DO!!
“You DO?” I snapped “Do you think we're getting MARRIED?”
n-no, Mistress I -
You're marrying my ASS!!!
Do you swear to worship my asshole? My ** YEAR OLD ASSHOLE?
SAY IT, YOU SICK FUCKING DEGENERATE
Yes Mistress, I swear to worship your ** year old asshole.
Good. You may eat my ass you little worm.
EAT IT, BITCH! SUCK MY ASSHOLE!!
He was not new to analingus. In fact he was quite good at it.
I had to steady myself on the black leather recliner as he reamed
my sphincter and plunged his rapidly flicking tongue deep into my rectum.
I was all douched out and perfectly clean of course. I even had cherry flavor
in my ass.
Rules of the Rich Man's Pervert Club.
No real harm, nothing too disgusting,
except the ages of the sex workers.
Oh my God, I thought, I'm going to CUM
I fingered my little pussy and had a good hard orgasm.
I made the mistake of letting out pleasure gasps and a grunting moan
but I couldn't help it.
I spun around and slapped his face.
STOP! You're having too much fun.
This is about MY pleasure, not yours.
I took his nipple clamps off the table and clamped them on
his little udders which were already elongated and hanging
Maybe he did the clamps with his wife?
I put all the heavy lead fishing weights on the attached hooks
until his man nips were stretching out even further than
mine could go.
On hands and knees, what a fucked-up spectacle!!
EW! I thought. I was totally freaked out.
YOU LIKE THAT, YOU SISSY FAGGOT?
YES MISTRESS, he half shrieked in pain.
EW!! You're DISGUSTING! You make me wanna PUKE.
TELL ME YOU'RE A DISGUSTING PERVERT!!
He told me.
I'm getting sick of you. We're gonna finish this NOW.
You will call me your ** year old Mistress!!
Next step, strap on the dildo, thin 6 inch floppy rubber
attachment on it. Remove the butt plug
He wasn't a real sub, just playing at it
Now you're going to get fucked in your sissy ass
by a CH**D!! A ** YEAR OLD CH**D!!
TELL ME WHAT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN!
He told me, his voice cracking in genuine shame and
abject humiliation, his face blushing beet red.
Getting his money's worth.
I lubed his ass and the little dildo and tossed the
plastic bottle next to him.
Use some lube and jerk off!
He had a sizable cock, about 9 inches.
I slipped the dildo in his ass and gently, slowly fucked him
as he stroked his dick.
I'm going to cum, Mistress, he squeaked after a few minutes.
I DON'T CARE! Squirt your load if you want.
I just want you to finish up and get the fuck out.
He came a sizable load with me still fucking his ass
and his nipple weights swinging around and clunking
into each other.
Strong little cow udders that were conditioned over time to
easily withstand the abuse.
You left a pool of semen on the nice clean floor.
LICK IT UP YOU YOU CUM EATING SISSY!!
YES, my ** year old Mistress.
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FAGGOT!!
I whipped his pathetic ass again.
He stuck his tongue all the way out and lapped it up,
occasionally slowing down to look in the full length
mirror get off on watching his self-degradation.
Presently the floor was licked clean.
Do you realize how fucking PATHETIC you are??
Do you realize what would happen if your wife
“She would divorce me and take everything.”
I whipped his ass again
"SHUT THE FUCK UP I ALREADY KNOW"
What if a bunch of news reporters burst into the room right
now and caught you with me??
He cast a frightened, rabbit-like look at the door.
He was terrified. Guilt was clearly written on his
YOU FUCKING CUNT!!!
YOU'RE A LITTLE SISSY COWARD!
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*
"The hotel has this floor sealed off for club members!!
Oh my God what a little pussy you are!!"
The fucking wimp looked like he would have a heart attack
so I had to reassure him like a little k!d.
“Hush, baby, you're safe with me.” I cooed as I tenderly
stroked his face and kissed his forehead.
Just then I realized that most of these guys are ch**dren on
He reacted like a little b0y being comforted by his m0mmy.
His whole demeanor said, “I love you m0mmy.”
I felt bad for him but it was very fucking creepy.
Talk about mixed emotions!!
I clip-clopped across the room and poured myself a
glassful of bourbon with a scoop of ice.
I only drank a few sips.
More rules; never get piss d***k when with a client.
I clip-clopped back over to him with the drink,
the sound and feel of my hard heels heels impacting
the floor making me feel powerful and my client feeling weak.
Here, drink this. You need it.
He gratefully drank down his medicine in two swallows.
Let's break character now, he said as he removed his nipple clips.
Sure, I answered.
You were great, tommie. The best I ever had.
Good, so give me a high recommendation so
I make more money.
And gifts too. I'm a greedy bitch.
You deserve it all he said, dreamy-eyed from sexual satisfaction
and from the liquid courage now coursing through his veins.
Two days later my supervisor handed me a box to take home.
It was wrapped with cord and had a blob of ceiling wax on
top with a fancy design ceiling stamp.
Your submissive client says you scared the living shit out of him
and made him feel more ashamed than he's ever felt.
He loved it. Good work. He also gave you the highest recommendation,
but you knew that already.
I fluttered my eyelashes and with exaggerated coyness
and said, “Who, moi? “
You're good, k!d, you're good, then he left.
I opened the box.
Fifth of Kentucky bourbon, a full ounce of good weed, an
envelope with $5000 dollars extra money and a cute 18kt
butterfly pendant on a substantial gold chain.
He was a regular now and came up with a different fantasy
to play out each time I had him.
The new pendant went directly onto my neck
I packed the rest of the gifts in my large canvas shoulder bag,
went down to the club's parking garage and a driver in casual
clothing drove me home in a perfectly average looking
blue (?) four door sedan.
I loved the big spenders, so did the club.
Less work and more profit for everyone.
Clubs like this are operating right under your nose,
in every city in the world.
I was very lucky to hook up with a “respectable”
And I had a home and f4m!y to go home to.
I wasn't a runaway or a caste-off.
My birth defects also made me a very marketable,
premium 'product' in high demand for top dollar.
Not to mention my natural B cup tits that looked
big on my skinny little body.
That time in my life had horrible moments, degradation
I hated myself and every pervert who touched me but
I would go back in time and live there forever
if I could.
Those days are gone and all I have left are memories.
I don't even have any photos of myself CLOTHED or naked
but I'm sure there are porn pics and videos of me on
the Internet right now on the Dark Web.