"How urgent are we talking?"
Jenia glanced around the depressing room again, cringing at the lingering odors. "Very urgent. Can you do it as a rush order? I need to swap these pills ASAP."
"No problem. Send me your location, and Violet will deliver it herself tonight. Always a pleasure helping out with your ‘projects.’"
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Lara Lynn
She ordered him to remove the soiled undergarments. Sasha peeled them off and Jenia snatched the panties from his hands, her eyes locked on his as she balled them up and shoved them into his mouth.
"Chew them, sissy. Better learn to love the taste."
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Lara Lynn
It was 8:55, and Sasha was scared. He could feel the eyes of bad-looking people on him, piercing through the thin mesh of his top. He checked his phone, trying to distract himself until Jenia arrived.
At 9:02, there was still no sign of Jenia. "God, where is she?" A car pulled up next to him, and the window rolled down. A man leaned out, his eyes roving over Sasha with a lecherous grin.
"How much?"
"Uh?" Sasha responded, caught off guard by the question.
The man made a...
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He blinked, adjusting to the dim yet vividly erotic lighting as he took in his surroundings. The room was dominated by crimson and black hues: plush velvet curtains, polished leather furniture, and various terrifying restraints meticulously arranged. Gleaming chains and cuffs hung from the ceiling; steel bars lined walls adorned with floggers, paddles, whips, and riding crops.
"Welcome to my realm, sissy. The realm of the Valkyrie!" Jenia exclaimed, releasing the cuffs from Sasha's...
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He was so lost in his reverie that the sudden vibrations of his phone nearly caused him to fling the ice cream cone into his lap. He fumbled quickly, pulling his phone from his shorts pocket.
"I know."
He opened the attachment. It was him—a private photo from his FetLife account, his face half-hidden behind a mask. Beneath it, his name and home address were listed.
Sasha's eyes darted nervously around the street, paranoia immediately gripping him. The crowd now felt sinist...
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"No need to fret—you’ll break in nicely to your new career. At least, eventually. Take a deep breath, princess, a deep breath…" He bucked an
"No need to fret—you’ll break in nicely to your new career. At least, eventually. Take a deep breath, princess, a deep breath…"
He bucked and thrashed, but the ebony woman’s grip tightened mercilessly. His struggles slowed.
"Night-night, you piece of shit."
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Lara Lynn
"Every weekend, silly!"
"But my wife… I think she knows."
"For fuck's sake, Emilio! Be a man and show that blow-up sex doll of yours who’s in charge. Grow a pair—I expect at least that much from you."
"I… I don’t know, Maryann."
"Come on, Emilio. Don’t you want another round of this?"
She shoved her tits forward, her eyes dark with sin like a seasoned whore giving a private show. "You know you want to bend me over and fuck me stupid. Make me your litt...
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The raw honesty of her words made Maryann bite her lip.
"Fuck, Bertha, you treat him with such depravity!"
"I thought you'd appreciate it," Bertha replied, knowing full well the effect her words were having on Maryann. "A cure for sexism, that's what I call it."
Maryann slipped a finger inside herself. "We should make a habit of this."
"Mmm. We could start a club. The Asshole Avengers."
Maryann added another finger and worked her sex in and out. "Oh god, Bertha."...
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The door opened moments later. "How was he today?" "As expected. Arrogant. Entitled. Insufferable. But he’s responding beautifully. He’s eve
The door opened moments later. "How was he today?"
"As expected. Arrogant. Entitled. Insufferable. But he’s responding beautifully. He’s even started apologizing."
"Did he suspect anything?"
"Not even for a second."
"You did great, sweetheart. Leave the rest to me."
"Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow."
...
He walked into his office, locking the door behind him. "Jesus fuc**** Christ… She’s asking for it." Emilio exhaled sharply, his pulse still racing from the way Maryann had looked at him just now—the wink, the lilt in her voice. Was he crazy or what? She was giving him the signs. She wanted him, and fuck, he wanted her too.
He leaned against his desk, shutting his eyes for a moment, willing the heat in his body to subside—but it didn’t. It couldn’t. Not when sh...
2025-03-13 17:24:25 +0000 UTC View Post
That evening, after pulling on a pair of fishnet stockings and clomping into her platform boots, Auntie looked her over and asked—"What are you doing, Jessica?"
"Getting weady to dance, Auntie… wike we do evewy day…"
"Not today, sissy." Auntie grabbed something from the bed and tossed it at her—a cropped leather jacket, the kind a trashy club slut would wear. Then, she thrust a tiny hooker handbag into her hands. "Today, I’m taking you to a real bar."
"A b-baw?" 2025-03-08 08:15:34 +0000 UTC View Post
"I… I am… Emi…"
One Year Before…
Emilio was a winner. He had always been a winner. From his early days in college to his meteoric rise in the corporate world, Emilio had been the kind of man who bent the world to his will. He wasn’t the smartest guy in the room, but he didn’t need to be. He had hustle. He had charm. And most importantly, he knew how to manipulate people to get what he wanted.
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But as the next episode began to play, she didn’t dare look away. She knew that if she did, the butt plug would stop working its magic, and the sissygasms would come to an end.
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Lara Lynn
Her makeup was brighter than ever, and her nails—long, stiletto-shaped, painted in an expensive nude pink—spoke of wealth and high maintenance. Jessica’s eyes caught the glint of diamonds on her wrists, her fingers, her ears. Bling everywhere. And then there was the handbag—an expensive-looking piece dangling from a golden chain, carelessly left by the entrance as though she were too important to bother wearing it.
"Something on your mind, princess?"
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Lara ...
"Look into each other’s eyes, and feel it. Let it build… and when you can’t resist anymore, jump into a sweet kiss."
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Lara Lynn
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Jazzy jerked violently at the sudden sensation, his back arching off the bed as a sharp spark shot through him.
"Sensitive? Don’t worry. Soon you won’t be able to keep your hands off them. Paige says that sissy girls like you love playing with their new titties."
"I think the hormones are starting to set in. She’s so emotional."
"What… what have thou done to me?"
Mommy gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her chest like he had said something deeply offensiv...
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"We know, sweetheart. But let’s be honest—doesn’t a girl’s behavior suit you so much better?"
"N-no…"
"Oh, sweetheart. Look at yourself."
Jazzy was dressed in a sleeveless top and pantaloons, his brown hair neatly brushed back. His legs were crossed just as they had trained him, his hands folded neatly on the table. The knee-high socks hugging his legs were pure white with little pink bows near the top. On his feet, he wore heeled trainers with velcro straps and bl...
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His Aunt Victoria.
Jason had always hated her. She was his mother’s older sister, a woman of strict discipline. She was a retired nurse, but she still carried herself like she was in charge of a hospital. Unlike Evelyn, who at least tried to be warm sometimes, Victoria never pretended to be anything other than what she was: a bitch.
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"Correct this sentence: 'Je suis un homme.'"
"Je… je suis une sissy?"
The crop landed against her thigh, making her yelp. "That’s too obvious! What else?"
"Je suis une sissy! Je suis une sissy, et je dois obéir à ma Maîtresse!"
Irina smirked. "And never forget it." She turned and tapped her crop against the blackboard. "Now, write these down. You have fifteen minutes."
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Lara Lynn
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Thank you sooo much for your amazing support, which makes these novels possible! You make Lara a giggly, happy girl just like Betty ;3
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“S-sure Rachel,” Alexandra mumbled, trying to keep up the facade.
Rachel whispered through her fake smile, “Just keep going. Don’t stop. She’ll be happy if we’re good.”
“Y-yeah… We… we are having so much fun…” Alexandra said hollowly.
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Lara Lynn
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As soon as Betty stepped out of the car, she was greeted by her closest BFF. Trixie, Tammy, and Miki-chan were all waiting near the entrance, dressed to impress. The sight made Betty’s heart swell—she loved her friends dearly.
"CONGRATULATIONS, GIRL!!!"
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Lara Lynn
2025-01-30 09:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Their glittery pens scratching against the pink paper as they worked on their assignments. Rachel’s pen flew across the page with enthusiasm. Alexandra, on the other hand, struggled to focus.
After some time, Irina signaled the end of the assignment. "Time to share! Rachel, why don’t you go first?"
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Lara Lynn
2025-01-27 05:33:38 +0000 UTC View Post
"Miss Irina," Alexandra began, setting the clipboard on the desk, "the requested forms."
Irina took the documents, flipping through them. She tapped the pen against her lips thoughtfully before looking at the group. "We’ll start with the basics. Claire, Celeste, you’ll sign here and here as primary guardians. Betty—" Her piercing gaze shifted to the sissy. "—you’ll need to sign as well to finalize the transfer of your legal rights."
The gravity of the situation dawned on...
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"Duties of the Perfect Sissy Girl"
The sheer absurdity of the title made her want to laugh, or rather cry. She opened the book. The inside cover featured a page of flowing text bordered by floral patterns. At the top, in bold letters, were the words: "This book belongs to: Sissy ______" followed by a blank space where Alexandra’s name had already been filled in, written in feminine cursive.
Following this was the table of contents:
Proper Posture and Poise for a Fe...
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Hey lovelies! 💕
I need your input. I’ve been playing around with two different art styles, and honestly, I can’t decide which one to focus on. And that’s where you come in!
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Option A: Realistic Style 🎨
Think rich details, and lifelike expressions.
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Option B: Comic Style&nbs...
The car pulled up to an impressive downtown office building. Sleek glass panels stretched high into the sky, reflecting the bustling city below. They took the elevator to the 14th floor, where a well-dressed woman stood waiting for them. Her posture was upright and professional as she greeted them with a polite bow of her head.
"Miss Irina will see you now. Please follow me," she said in a soft, measured voice.
"Sure thing, darling," Claire answered.
The woman nodded and tur...
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"Betty! Here! Here!"
"Betty! Turn this way!"
"Hey, doll! One for Sissy Fashion magazine!"
The deafening shouts of the paparazzi surrounded Betty as flashes lit up the red carpet like a strobe show. She paused mid-step, placing a hand delicately on her hip while her other hand toyed with the end of her teased platinum curls. Her heavily glossed lips curved into a perfectly rehearsed smile.
Betty turned her head, her massive earrings swinging with the motion as she posed...
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"Is Cherry ready?" Claire asked with the authority of a woman who didn’t wait.
"She’s just finishing up," the receptionist replied, gesturing toward the back.
Moments later, Cherry emerged. Today, her jet-black hair was styled into flawless victory rolls. Her cherry-red lips curved as she looked Betty up and down.
"Well, if it isn’t my favorite sissy girl!" Cherry purred, placing a hand on her hip. "What’s the plan today, Claire? Are we going for something wild?"
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