Last Night's Sissy Dream
The knock had barely started before I opened the door, I was about to invite him in, but before I could, he had already let himself in. He looked so different than his profile pictures. This guy was tattooed from his neck down with a tear-drop tattoo at the corner of his eye. With a nasty, dirty freezing stare he quickly he looked me up and down and closed the door. I gave him a nervous smile, but he focused on my short dress and my legs. Already, I wondered if this was a mistake. Stuttering, I questioned him about his profile picture, and he said it was old and continue to walk right in making himself at home.
“I was surprised to see it was you?” were the first words he spoke and now I was more surprised. He told me where I worked and how he always knew I was a little bitch. Then it hit me, the janitor at work! As he walked in my livingroom, I trailed behind him, tugging down my skirt as my mood quickly dissipated. By the time I got there, he was slouched on the couch, legs apart. He ordered me to get him a beer, which I did quickly. There were rumors at work about what he did to get prison time, and I did not want to find out first-hand. As I returned with his beer, I kept telling myself to keep calm, but when I turned the corner, he was pointing at the bulge between his legs and told me to hurry up.
He snatched the beer from my hand, and I embarrassingly brushed my hair and asked, “You promise not to tell anyone at work?” “It depends on how well you handle this dick, you not the boss no more bitch.” Resigning myself to doing whatever it took to have this dirtbag former convict keep my secret, I knelt at his feet, and started rubbing my face teasingly against his crotch. He grabbed my head and roughly pushed his growing bulge. After a few dry thrusts, he pushed me back and undid his fly. He stood up over me and dropped his pants, then is underwear and slipped them off completely. His meat huge while still being semi-hard. He looked down at me and slapped me across the face and laughed. He was totally humiliating me and was enjoying every second. “Bitch lick my balls” I licked and sucked his dirty convict balls until his dick was at full attention. Setting back down, he grabbed my head again. “Open your mouth” I did as ordered and he didn’t waste any time forcing his inches down my throat as a I gagged and spluttered. This was a nightmare, I was expecting the handsome gentlemen I met online, not to be blackmailed by the office thug. It was sore and difficult. I wanted to push back but he was too strong.
I didn't want to upset him, so I gave in to him fucking my mouth like a pussy. I wanted to throw up, to run in the bathroom and lock the door. But he had nothing to lose but a crappy job and he had friends, dangerous friends. He told me to lay on the couch next to him. That gave me a moment to breath. Slobber flowed from my mouth as I stood up. He must have saw me looking around, he quickly grabbed my arm to let me know I was not going anywhere. I curled up next to him on the couch and went back to blowing his rock-hard cock. Pushing my head further, he used his other hand to hike up my skirt, move my panties aside and played with my crinkled hole. I began to panic knowing that at some point he was going to fuck me and there was no way I could stop him!
When he grabbed me by a fistful of hair off his cock, I knew he wanted my little sissy pussy.
He pulled me up and threw me over the couch like I weighted nothing. I offered him money to stop and he just said he is taking that too. Brutishly pushing my back down with one hand, he hitched up my skirt and yanked down my panties with the other. Grabbing my arm and bending it behind my back and pushing my legs apart, he began fingering my asshole. Then I felt the knob of his slob covered dick pressing against. “Please put on a condom” ask pleaded, “What?!” “I know you faggots like raw dick” he shot back.
He entered me and moaned as he forced his way deeper and deeper inside my boi pussy. The more I struggled, the harder he pumped. Gripping my hips tighter, he would pull out, then ram it in balls deeps. He did this over and over. I struggled but could only squirm as he abused my tender asshole. He called
me his little office bitch as he relentlessly pounded my hole. There was nothing I could do but try to ride it out. There was a wet squelch as he pulled out my raw ass. He rolled me over on the couch and pulled my head to other end, so my neck rested on the end. Putting his knees either side of my chest, he bent over so his cock was in my mouth again. I tasted my asshole and his pre-cum. Using his weight over the edge of the couch, he rammed his cock even deeper than before, until his balls were on my forehead. I spluttered and gagged as he abused my mouth; all the time telling what a stupid fucking bitch I was.
“Right, you little bitch”, he growled. “Shall I cum in your mouth or ass?” I tried to shake my head, but it was impossible. “I think your pretty little ass needs some cum.” Pulling his cock out my mouth, he swung me back down over the couch. I begged him again to use a condom, God knows what he got in prison or who he fucked since getting out, but there was no chance. His cock again opened my butthole. “I love this pussy!” He said as he pushed deep again, it was even more painful this time because he was hate-fucking me. Faster and faster. . . deeper and deeper until. . . he groaned, and I almost puked in horror, as stream after gross stream of his cum filled my guts. He came in me without a condom! I could feel the slimy warm liquid oozing out my ruined sissy cunt after he pulled out.
He got dressed, all the time just watching me struggle to get off the couch. Once he was dressed, he reached in his pocket, grabbed his phone and took pictures of me over the couch with his juices covering my asshole and balls. “Proof bitch!” “I got friends that will love your sweet hole” He laughed and closed the door behind him.
“I was surprised to see it was you?” were the first words he spoke and now I was more surprised. He told me where I worked and how he always knew I was a little bitch. Then it hit me, the janitor at work! As he walked in my livingroom, I trailed behind him, tugging down my skirt as my mood quickly dissipated. By the time I got there, he was slouched on the couch, legs apart. He ordered me to get him a beer, which I did quickly. There were rumors at work about what he did to get prison time, and I did not want to find out first-hand. As I returned with his beer, I kept telling myself to keep calm, but when I turned the corner, he was pointing at the bulge between his legs and told me to hurry up.
He snatched the beer from my hand, and I embarrassingly brushed my hair and asked, “You promise not to tell anyone at work?” “It depends on how well you handle this dick, you not the boss no more bitch.” Resigning myself to doing whatever it took to have this dirtbag former convict keep my secret, I knelt at his feet, and started rubbing my face teasingly against his crotch. He grabbed my head and roughly pushed his growing bulge. After a few dry thrusts, he pushed me back and undid his fly. He stood up over me and dropped his pants, then is underwear and slipped them off completely. His meat huge while still being semi-hard. He looked down at me and slapped me across the face and laughed. He was totally humiliating me and was enjoying every second. “Bitch lick my balls” I licked and sucked his dirty convict balls until his dick was at full attention. Setting back down, he grabbed my head again. “Open your mouth” I did as ordered and he didn’t waste any time forcing his inches down my throat as a I gagged and spluttered. This was a nightmare, I was expecting the handsome gentlemen I met online, not to be blackmailed by the office thug. It was sore and difficult. I wanted to push back but he was too strong.
I didn't want to upset him, so I gave in to him fucking my mouth like a pussy. I wanted to throw up, to run in the bathroom and lock the door. But he had nothing to lose but a crappy job and he had friends, dangerous friends. He told me to lay on the couch next to him. That gave me a moment to breath. Slobber flowed from my mouth as I stood up. He must have saw me looking around, he quickly grabbed my arm to let me know I was not going anywhere. I curled up next to him on the couch and went back to blowing his rock-hard cock. Pushing my head further, he used his other hand to hike up my skirt, move my panties aside and played with my crinkled hole. I began to panic knowing that at some point he was going to fuck me and there was no way I could stop him!
When he grabbed me by a fistful of hair off his cock, I knew he wanted my little sissy pussy.
He pulled me up and threw me over the couch like I weighted nothing. I offered him money to stop and he just said he is taking that too. Brutishly pushing my back down with one hand, he hitched up my skirt and yanked down my panties with the other. Grabbing my arm and bending it behind my back and pushing my legs apart, he began fingering my asshole. Then I felt the knob of his slob covered dick pressing against. “Please put on a condom” ask pleaded, “What?!” “I know you faggots like raw dick” he shot back.
He entered me and moaned as he forced his way deeper and deeper inside my boi pussy. The more I struggled, the harder he pumped. Gripping my hips tighter, he would pull out, then ram it in balls deeps. He did this over and over. I struggled but could only squirm as he abused my tender asshole. He called
me his little office bitch as he relentlessly pounded my hole. There was nothing I could do but try to ride it out. There was a wet squelch as he pulled out my raw ass. He rolled me over on the couch and pulled my head to other end, so my neck rested on the end. Putting his knees either side of my chest, he bent over so his cock was in my mouth again. I tasted my asshole and his pre-cum. Using his weight over the edge of the couch, he rammed his cock even deeper than before, until his balls were on my forehead. I spluttered and gagged as he abused my mouth; all the time telling what a stupid fucking bitch I was.
“Right, you little bitch”, he growled. “Shall I cum in your mouth or ass?” I tried to shake my head, but it was impossible. “I think your pretty little ass needs some cum.” Pulling his cock out my mouth, he swung me back down over the couch. I begged him again to use a condom, God knows what he got in prison or who he fucked since getting out, but there was no chance. His cock again opened my butthole. “I love this pussy!” He said as he pushed deep again, it was even more painful this time because he was hate-fucking me. Faster and faster. . . deeper and deeper until. . . he groaned, and I almost puked in horror, as stream after gross stream of his cum filled my guts. He came in me without a condom! I could feel the slimy warm liquid oozing out my ruined sissy cunt after he pulled out.
He got dressed, all the time just watching me struggle to get off the couch. Once he was dressed, he reached in his pocket, grabbed his phone and took pictures of me over the couch with his juices covering my asshole and balls. “Proof bitch!” “I got friends that will love your sweet hole” He laughed and closed the door behind him.
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