So, about five months ago I met a guy on getdare.com (one of my favorite sites regarding this side of me). We got in touch, spent some time on Skype together (me on camera) and it was all really nice.
As we got to know each other a little I found out he lives in London in his own flat - it was before my summer break and, being the little sissy virgin I am, I immediately started to dream and plan what could happen if I went there.
I suggested it to him as a joke, but he found it a good idea which scared me a lot at first, but got me interested once I had some time to think about it.
As summer was getting closer and our relationship deeper I decided - I will go to meet him. We made a pretty interesting deal - if I stay there for a whole month he will pay for my trip which was a big problem for me.
My Master also started some preparations - I was completely denied for three weeks and had to wear buttplug for the whole night which caused me to leak during the night and me so horny that all I needed to get a boner was to look at any of my female classmates. It was crazy, I really wanted to just cum, but I managed to hold it.
I arrived to London by plane (I live in Czech Republic so it’s not that far) with nothing but one suitcase filled with female clothes.
As I got my things and headed out from the airport I've seen him - as we agreed he was standing there with a sign that had only "Candy" written on it (that's my my sissy name). I went to him - I was rock hard the whole flight and as I have seen him it got worse.
He wasn't the prettiest man I've ever seen, but he wasn't the worst. He was a little fat, but not too much to be disgusting.
We greeted each other and went to his car.
Once we sat down he said "Get naked". I was a bit shocked - we were still near the airport and there were a lot of people, but I complied and undressed while sitting on the front seat. "Good. Now take the clothes from the back seat and put them on. The plug goes in, too."
I reached for the back seat to get the clothes and as I did I felt him grabbing my ass - I was surprised, I didn't expect it, but as he squeezed it I felt great.
The clothes ere bad, at least for me - it was only a tight little dress that went to about half my thighs only and my hard cock was clearly visible. The plug was the typical princess one, which was nice - I like these - and fitted in really good, but it only made me leak a little.
Master was clearly amused - I was getting the dress on on the front seat when he was driving through London, and we finally reached his flat.
I looked outside - there were many people on the street and I was an obvious male dressed in woman's clothes with a ridiculous boner.
"Get out and wait, I'll go park." my Master said and I looked at him, frightened. "Do it, or it's no cumming for you today"
I got out of the car, blushing like crazy, while my Master drove off.
I swear to all I know, I was waiting there for at least half an hour - many people went by and I think all of them noticed me and realized what I am. It was the worst feeling ever, but I was still hard.
... to be continued!
As we got to know each other a little I found out he lives in London in his own flat - it was before my summer break and, being the little sissy virgin I am, I immediately started to dream and plan what could happen if I went there.
I suggested it to him as a joke, but he found it a good idea which scared me a lot at first, but got me interested once I had some time to think about it.
As summer was getting closer and our relationship deeper I decided - I will go to meet him. We made a pretty interesting deal - if I stay there for a whole month he will pay for my trip which was a big problem for me.
My Master also started some preparations - I was completely denied for three weeks and had to wear buttplug for the whole night which caused me to leak during the night and me so horny that all I needed to get a boner was to look at any of my female classmates. It was crazy, I really wanted to just cum, but I managed to hold it.
I arrived to London by plane (I live in Czech Republic so it’s not that far) with nothing but one suitcase filled with female clothes.
As I got my things and headed out from the airport I've seen him - as we agreed he was standing there with a sign that had only "Candy" written on it (that's my my sissy name). I went to him - I was rock hard the whole flight and as I have seen him it got worse.
He wasn't the prettiest man I've ever seen, but he wasn't the worst. He was a little fat, but not too much to be disgusting.
We greeted each other and went to his car.
Once we sat down he said "Get naked". I was a bit shocked - we were still near the airport and there were a lot of people, but I complied and undressed while sitting on the front seat. "Good. Now take the clothes from the back seat and put them on. The plug goes in, too."
I reached for the back seat to get the clothes and as I did I felt him grabbing my ass - I was surprised, I didn't expect it, but as he squeezed it I felt great.
The clothes ere bad, at least for me - it was only a tight little dress that went to about half my thighs only and my hard cock was clearly visible. The plug was the typical princess one, which was nice - I like these - and fitted in really good, but it only made me leak a little.
Master was clearly amused - I was getting the dress on on the front seat when he was driving through London, and we finally reached his flat.
I looked outside - there were many people on the street and I was an obvious male dressed in woman's clothes with a ridiculous boner.
"Get out and wait, I'll go park." my Master said and I looked at him, frightened. "Do it, or it's no cumming for you today"
I got out of the car, blushing like crazy, while my Master drove off.
I swear to all I know, I was waiting there for at least half an hour - many people went by and I think all of them noticed me and realized what I am. It was the worst feeling ever, but I was still hard.
... to be continued!