Christian School of Humility

February 26, 2012


“Pick your bowl up and kneel in front of me,” he commands.

I do as he orders.

“Higher,” he corrects me. “Put your chin right against the side of the bowl with your lips just above the top.”

The tears are streaking down my cheeks as I obey.

“Good girl,” he praises. “Now open your mouth real wide and stick out your tongue.”

I want to protest. He gave me a choice and I clearly choose the food bowl and not my mouth for his deposit. I resist for a second then open my mouth. I feel like such a pussy. Just a few seconds ago I told myself I would never let him cum into my mouth. Yet here I am like a baby bird waiting for its supper.

“Oh, daddy’s going to give you plenty of protein,” Dean Miller says as he jacks harder on his dick. “Oh! Here it comes!”

I look on in shock as a huge blast of white cum fires out of the end of his dick and hits the dog food just inches from my face. Some of it splashes off the food and sprinkles my tongue and lips but not much. He fires 4 more equally impressive blasts that do the same. By the time he is done the dog food is absolutely soaked. Amazingly, less than a half teaspoon seems to have gotten into my mouth.

“Good girl,” he praises again. “You can finish your breakfast now. Don’t stop until that bowl is spotless.”

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Sissy Stepdad

August 3, 2011


Her latest boyfriend looked on in amusement. He couldn’t have been more than sixteen; young and muscular, just like all the others. So many of the others. The only real difference was this one was blond; Stephanie’s dates tended to be Black or Hispanic of late. He was naked, cum glistening on his still-turgid cock. Nine or ten inches, I quickly estimated. I doubted I’d be able to take it all in my mouth. I hadn’t yet learned to deep throat, even after six months of humiliation at the hands of my stepdaughter and her suitors. He was probably inexperienced, too, so might cum quickly if I had to suck him off.

“Is your slut any good?” he asked, taking a moment to flick his finger against the cage surrounding my cock, causing me to flinch. “Very cute, by the way,” he laughed. “I think the look suits her.” Except for my head, I was completely, permanently hairless. She said it would make the tattoos she had planned easier; so far, there was just one – the word “sissy whore” in lower case letters on my left ass cheek. Heavy mascara and bright red lipstick only made me look more hideous, I felt, but even that wasn’t as bad as the professionally done finger and toe nails. Bright, florescent pink, with a single letter on each digit spelling out “panty slave.” I could hide the tattoo with clothing; I could remove the makeup; but if I ever I went out in public – that hadn’t happened yet, but would soon – everyone would be able to see my fingernails.

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Schoolboy Sissy Slut

April 20, 2009


“But Dad, why are you doing this? I don’t want to be a girl!” wailed
David almost hysterically.

Andrew’s face became deadly serious.
“Well that’s tough shit, because a girl is exactly what you’re going
to be! You act like a girl. You look like a girl. And you sure take
dick like a girl! Right in that cute little boy-cunt of yours.”

With that Andrew thrust his hand inside the open crotch of David’s
knickers and roughly jiggled his index finger against his son’s bum
hole.

“I’ve also been hearing some interesting stories about your first
week in school from Robert Bates. He tells me what a right little
schoolboy sissy slut you’ve been!”

Andrew was holding David down on the bed with one hand while pushing
in a finger from the other, up to its third knuckle.

“It seems mine wasn’t the first cock to screw your behind, was it eh?
You’ve got to be careful you know. A girl can get herself a
reputation very quickly if she fucks with half the school in her
first week.” Andrew chuckled as he straddled the back of David’s
legs, trapping him underneath.

http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/mrpornwriter/Stories_txt/Schoolboy%20Sissy%20Slut%201-11%20(Complete).txt
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A Sissy Enslaved

April 20, 2009


“On your knees, sissy.” Pointing to a spot on the floor
before him, Sir Michael added “Now.” There was no change to the
tone or volume, but I could hear the power behind his words.
Before I knew what I was even doing, I rolled off the table and
knelt before him.
“Open your mouth.” Just standing there, he warned “Don’t
make me ask again.”
I couldn’t believe what I was about to do. Responding to his
commands almost on instinct, I slowly opened my mouth wide.
Afraid to even touch – never mind taste – his cock, I opened as
wide as I could.
“Very good.” Grabbing the back of my head, he pulled me
roughly forward, forcing his cock into my mouth. Disgusted and
ashamed, I gagged on the torpedo of flesh, sure I was going to
throw up.
“Relax and suck,” he told me, “Relax and enjoy it.” It was
like he had some kind of hypnotic control over me. Despite my
every desire to spit out his cock and run, I felt myself relaxing
and my urge to gag fading. “Good, now suck it. Suck it like a
good little sissy.”
Shaking my head no – as best I could – I pleaded with my
eyes. He could fuck my face, force me to swallow his dick, but he
couldn’t force me to take the initiative. Maybe, just maybe, he’d
tire of my passive acceptance and lose interest in me.
Sir Michael shrugged, his massive shoulders rolling beneath
his shirt. Lowering his coarse, callused hand to my face, he
pinched my nose tightly shut. “Suck or suffocate. Your choice.”

http://www.asstr.org/nifty/transgender/authoritarian/sissy-enslaved
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There was no way out. I grabbed my cock and started stroking
it. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even look at them as I got it
hard, and finally some cum spurted out onto the floor as the camera
flash went off.

“Can I go now?” I mumbled as I looked down. “Are you through
with me?”

“Almost,” she said. “But you’ve made a mess in here. My dear
little brother, I’d really appreciate it if you cleaned the floor.”

“All right,” I said, starting to get up.

But she pushed me back down to my knees. “No, stay down
there,” she said, smiling at me. “Use your tongue.”

I stared in horror at the line of white goo on the carpet.

“Do you want some fresh cum instead?” Craig snarled at me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I bent forward to lick it up.

“Look, he’s going to cry,” Craig taunted me. “The little
faggot is going to cry.”

I couldn’t help but cry. As I lapped up the salty goo, Kathy
took another picture, and then one more of me on my knees with tears
streaming down my face.

“Now put on my white lace dress, and go to your room for the
rest of the day,” she ordered me. She waved the last photo in my
face. “You’re going to be a good little sissy from now on, unless you
want me to start showing everyone our new family album.”

http://www.asstr.org/files/Collections/nifty/transgender/authoritarian/alicias-summer-vacation

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After School Special

April 19, 2009


 

“Good. Now I want you to kiss your Daddy’s balls– AND
DON’T YOU DARE SCRATCH THEM WITH YOUR BRACES!”

Brenda bent his head and began the humiliating task,
happy just not to be further punished. He offered loving
adoration to each of his Daddy’s sweaty, hairy balls as
he held Brenda’s black ponytail as a rein.

“That’s my sexy little girlie! Inside those balls I’m
making cum just for my Brenda-girl to drink! Wouldn’t
you like a nice sticky mouthful of Daddy’s cum?”

Brenda nodded, his tongue too busy to answer. His cock
was rising again and Daddy rubbed it against the teen’s
pale face. Suddenly, he drew the ponytail back and aimed
the cock at Brenda’s bare chest. In a second, Brenda’s
two small bubbles were covered with a sheet of the
spunk.

“Is Kelly done cleaning your panties, Lesley? I have a
chore for her.”

Mother snapped her fingers and Kelly looked up. “Your
Daddy has a job for you.”

Rick Mason pointed at Brenda’s small cum coated titties.

“Clean your sister’s little hooters off, girlie. Milk
them good.”

 

http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/07/aftrsch.txt

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