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Kendra started running her bath water, dropping bath beads in and lighting some scented candles. As her tub filled she grabbed a cup of bedtime tea and began to get undressed. She could still feel the men inside her, their pulsing members covering her with their juices. The thought of it made her feel like she needed to scrub her body hard to get rid of their filth. As Kendra lay in the bath she closed her eyes imaging a man there with her. She envisioned him taking a hold of her feet and rubbing each one of them from the heel to the toes, taking each toe one at a time and kissing it. Kendra let out a long groan of pleasure as if she could feel the strong hands on her. Up her calves to her thighs she felt the warm sensation rise through her groin area causing her to grow tall and hard. You see Kendra was a transsexual so not only did she have a great set of implants but she had her very own tool. The bath water started to get quite cold even though Kendra was very heated and feeling quite passionate. Wrapping a towel around her body and one about her head she walked out to the kitchen to freshen up her tea. Sliding her feet into her slippers she cozied up onto the couch with an erotic book in hand. The heat from the fireplace made her feel warm and not so alone. As a shemale hooker, life could get very lonely, especially at night when all the Johns where gone and she was back in her cozy dwelling with no one to greet her at the door or kiss her good night before going to bed. Half way into the book Kendra's eyes began to close as she was pulled into a dreamland beyond her reality. In her dream she saw a man, tall and dark, with eyes blue as the sky. His stare was captivating, it called to her. His arms swung open as he started toward her in a slow run. She ran to him in return. Everything happening in slow motion she was able to take in the moment very clearly. Once together, their bodies melted into one as they held each other closely, their lips quickly coming together hard and fast. He pulled off her midnight black gown to reveal her growing excitement. Lowering himself to his knees, he looked up at her from between her legs never caring that she was actually a he. That turned Kendra on more than anything, to find a man who loved her for her. Things became very sexual between to two of them, one pleased the other then they switched off, each of them feeling the joys of their exploding pleasures. Kendra woke up with a large grin across her face and feeling completely satisfied. 'What a book!' She thought to herself as she walked toward her room to pick out her next outfit for this evenings clients. Just another night in the life of this transsexual hooker.

David stood about six foot five inches. He was a stock broker living right in the heart of Manhattan. Always dressed in the best suits and his hair styled to perfection, even his nails were manicured. David just turned thirty six and was in his prime. He enjoyed the company of women but had a fetish for the more exotic. Although he was a polished business man on the outside, he was an obscene man when it came to his sexually deviant side. By day David could talk anyone into anything. He was a serious business man, always knowing what he wanted and stopping at nothing to accomplish it. In his sex life he was the same. When he focused in on a woman, he went for her and always got her. He had a way with making women feel sexy about themselves then turn the tables by using them and doing dirty things to them. He would humiliate them, forcing them to abuse him. Deep down he knew it wasn't the women he wanted. He wanted a sexy shemale to suck cock and abuse him. One to become his Mistress and rule his nights, like he ruled people during the day. He would venture out on the streets at night looking for transsexual lovers to fulfill his needs. Every time he went out and found one, they'd end up being something other than what he wanted. He needed the perfect transsexual to be his Mistress and his lover. She would have to be all woman except for that one thing between her legs. One night he finally got lucky and found the perfect shemale companion. She was walking down the boulevard with a long cigarette in her lips. He noticed her long blonde hair first, it was amazing. Then as she turned toward him he made note of the feminine qualities of her beautiful face. The high cheek bones, pouting lips and her bedroom eyes. He began to think that she was actually just another woman. She bent down and stuck her head into the passenger side window of my car, a sexy smile came across her face sending waves of hunger through his body. "You looking for something mister?" Her voice seemed to sing the words out to him. David reached over and opened the door, "Get in." As she lowered herself down onto the seat he reached over and grabbed between her legs. She jumped back looking like she was going to spank him right across the face. "Sorry I had to make sure you were exactly what I wanted." "So? Am I what your looking for?" The anger was evident in her voice as she snapped the questions back at him. He placed his gentle, reassuring hand on her leg, "Yes, you are everything." Smiling to himself he put the car in drive and headed toward home. His apartment was warm and inviting, full of all the luxuries money could buy. She looked around with wonderment at how fancy this place was. She made her way into the living room and took a seat on the leather chair positioned in the corner by the balcony doors. David came from the bedroom with leather stir-ups, bra and mask, throwing them toward the transsexual hooker. He was already dressed in crotchless leather shorts and a tight leather tank top, leather bracelets around his wrists and a tight leather collar around his neck. She put on the outfit in front of him and took a firm grip onto his leash. She pulled at him so hard he landed on his knees and crawled behind her. When they got to the bedroom she forced him down onto the bed and restrained his leather bound wrists to the head board. With whip in hand she proceeded to make him cry out in pain, calling him names and humiliating him. He loved it, his excitement rose to the point of no return. Crying out in pleasure he exploded wildly. She whipped him for it because it was not commanded of him, which just got him more excited. As the sun rose the next morning, she woke him with a hot cup of coffee and toast. He rolled toward her and knew he had found his true Mistress.

Tony turns 21 and decides to go party with his friends. Tony, with Bob and Chuck, (his college roommates) want to try out a bar on the other side of town - a new bar called "Desires" that they had heard a lot about, but never visited. The bar was known for wild and crazy parties. They also heard that some of the most beautiful women in town hang out there. So they decide to go and have some drinks and hang out for a little while there. Tony starts to really celebrate, and drinks as much as he can, and the three of them dance with some girls, and are really having a great time. Tony notices that the room is starting to spin, and he feels kind of numb. Bob and Chuck are ready to leave, but he says he'll take a taxi home, he is having such a great time, and it is his 21st birthday. Then something incredible happens, he turns and there is the most stunningly beautiful woman he's ever seen before in his life. She's statuesque, about 30ish, with long red hair almost down to her perfectly shaped ass. She's wearing all black - a vest that pushes her beautiful breasts up into a cleavage he could lose himself in. Leather boots, a shiny leather mini skirt and fishnet stockings with spiked heels. He senses a strangely alluring quality about her. He steps towards her to introduce himself, her eyes lock with his and he feels weak in the knees. She says her name is Sasha. They drink together in the dim lit bar, share a sensuous dance. Tony can't control himself - he finds his hands starting to roam, but is quickly put in check by Sasha. There is something about this girl, something forbidden, that makes her all the more enticing. There is certainly a strong attraction. Mustering up as much courage as he can, Tony asks Sasha to go home with him. Sasha looks him over and raises one eyebrow skeptically, and finally says, "I think you'll do, but let's go to my place, it's closer." Tony's excitement grows as he follows Sasha to her home. When they get to Sasha's house.... which is a dark bungalow tucked away from the main traffic of the highway...Sasha leads him into a darkened room, and tells him to lay down on the bed. As he turns to do so, she adeptly slips a pair of shackles onto both of his wrists, then pulls on a rope, lifting his hands into the air, against the wall. Before Tony can even begin to struggle, Sasha secures the rope tightly, almost too tight, and then ties up his feet and legs as well. Tony is beginning to get nervous, and hopes that it's all a part of a joke that Bob and Chuck had worked out with her in the bar beforehand. "What is this?" he asks her, "Is this a joke?" Sasha doesn't answer, she just smiles slightly and seductively at him. He struggles against his bonds. "What are you, crazy?" he shouts louder at her. She moves towards the bed slowly, moving her hands over her full breasts, then beginning to unbutton her vest. "No, and do not speak until you are spoken to." Sasha tells him sternly. His eyes widen as he begins to realize that this is serious. A small fear begins in his head, will she kill me? Yet he can't help but goggle at her as she releases her perfectly shaped breasts, the nipples hard. He swallows nervously. "What are you going to do to me?" He whispers. Suddenly he feels a sharp sting on his leg. She cracks the whip in the air above his head. "I told you not to speak!" She shouts. She moves closer to him and starts to undress him, her nipples brushing his face and body as she removes his clothes. "You must do what I tell you, or I will have to hurt you." She whispers to him, her lips brushing his ear. He nods, what else can he do? His leg still hurt from where she hit him. She places a hood over his head, and everything goes dark, yet he can still feel her soft body against him, smell her musky perfume, and in spite of his fear, his dick hardens. Sasha backs off immediately, "Did I say it was okay for your dick to get hard?" She asks him. Afraid to speak, he shakes his head. She slaps his dick hard, and he shouts out in pain. "Bad boy." She says, then moves back to him, and starts to caress him gently. He is helpless to anything she does. Tony cannot help but to succumb to her gentle touch. Even though he's tied up, he still has a man's feelings, and it takes everything in him not to blow his wad while she caresses him and kisses him all over his body. Her lips are so soft, and her hands are cool and wonderful. Suddenly he feels a cock sliding across his exposed neck. "What the..???" he shouts, and for that she squeezes his own member painfully. "Shut up slave, and suck my fucking cock!" She yells. Wait a minute. HER cock??? His hood was roughly pulled off his head, and he saw Sasha, beautiful gorgeous Sasha, standing before him, a huge dick standing tall between her curvy legs. Tony is shocked. He had heard of shemales before, one of his buddies at school told him about them, but he had never seen one. At first he is shocked and not sure quite what to think. Yet he cant get over how great looking she is. His dick throbs even harder. Yeah, he is straight, but damn! Sasha moves closer to him, until her dick is touching his lips. "Suck me off slave." She purrs, pressing the head harder until he opens his mouth. At first he gags on it, it is so big that it is hard for him to breath. He feels her put her hand on the back of his head, to pull him further down the shaft of her cock, and he lets her. This is a new experience for Tony, and he starts enjoying the feel of her cock on his tongue and in his throat. She moans softly and slowly fucks his face. Everything starts moving faster. Sasha bucks her cock in and out of his mouth in a quicker pace. Suddenly, she cums. He feels her spunk shooting down his throat, and he swallows dutifully, actually liking the taste of it. She cums in gobs and Tony, well Tony was feeling pretty good. Sasha backs away from Tony, he gasps for air, smiling to himself. She walks to his right hand and releases it from it's bonds. "Jack off for me." She says to him. "I want to see you cum." He obliges by grabbing his throbbing cock and stroking it quickly. He is so hot that it only takes a moment before he feels himself let go. His cum shooting almost to the ceiling. He is breathless. Sasha moves back to him, and kisses him roughly on the mouth, her tongue shooting in and out like her cock had, like she was fucking his mouth with her tongue. He kisses her back, sucking on her tongue roughly. This is Brutal tranny fucking!! She stands up and starts to untie him. "It's time for you to go slave." She tells him. "You did your job well." He doesn't answer her. He just leaves that dark room and walks back onto the street. He thinks about the experience, probably something he wouldn't repeat. Yet he often finds himself fantasizing about Sasha as he makes love to other girls that come along in his life.