Transgender / Fetish
Fun With A New Mistress
Revealing massive secrets
By Alexander A Gibbons
Mistress Delores loved the bar in her club, it was a stylish mess of glass and large private areas. She stood at the bar and looked around, as she read The Day of Roth by TJ Dallas. Wondering if she would find somebody as hot as Roth tonight, as she sipped her first cocktail of the evening. She smiled back at her reflection in the mirror above the bar and watched as a stunning girl in a tight rubber dress moved closer to the bar.
Delores could tell that she was a trans girl, by the muscles, but she hoped she might be like her and have a pussy as well as a cock. She tried not to make an issue out of it, but she still loved her cock. She was afraid of what her best friend and club owner would think about it, and she hoped she would be cool. You never know, she might want to take her club away from her. She could not bare it, she spent far too long building up her club and would do anything to fight for it.
That thought troubled her, but she put it to the back of her mind and wondered if the hot girl in front of her would be screaming her name later tonight. She continued to read her book, and noticed the girl was checking her out. She smiled back and turned to her as she sat down next to her.
“Well, good evening, what's your name?”
“It’s Brenda,” she said.
“Would you like a drink, Brenda?”
“Oh please, a cloud nine would be great,” she said.
Delores ordered drinks for both of them, and couldn’t help noticing how big Brenda’s breasts looked in the tight rubber. The bartender placed their drinks down, and walked away, knowing his boss loved to be left alone. She smiled at Brenda and wondered how to deal with this new slave. She took her hand and placed it on her lap. Hoping this wouldn’t shock her, but by the smile coming from her eyes, she knew tonight was going to be fun. “Do you like that Brenda?”
Delores’s cock was getting hard under her PVC skirt. Looking deep into her eyes, it seemed like sparks flew from her eyes in that moment, till all she could feel was her fingers pulsing over her slowly hardening cock. She could feel her lips turning into a snarl as she whispered back.
“Don’t make me cum bitch, or I will punish you, call me Mistress,”
Brenda just smiled, and before she could say anything, Delores took her face in hers and kissed her. The kiss was hot, and she loved the minty taste of something new on her lips.
….
As they entered the lift that went up to Delores’s flat, she knew she wanted Brenda. She thought she could even show her the massive cock that lived in her lap all the time, but got no action, as she had to pretend to be only a woman and nothing else. She smiled back at her and wondered if she should just take her in the lift right now. Brenda pressed her up against the lift doors, and that rubber dress felt like a second skin as it came in contact with her body.
“I want to kiss your cock mistress,”
“Oh you will,”
They walked into her flat, before Brenda could do anything. Dolores pushed her onto her knees and found a lead and collar to put around her throat.
“Now you will do everything I tell you to do, won’t you slave?”
“Yes mistress,” she said.
Delores drug her into a massive bedroom. In the middle was a throne, that was a massive bed. Now Dolores stood in front of her and told her to unzip her skirt and take off her boots. She did this, but not as quick as Delores liked. It was time to teach this new slave a lesson, she thought. Delores’s copper stocking foot went straight into her balls, a big smile broke out on Delores's face. Brenda pleaded, not to do it again, so Dolores just smiled back and hit them harder.
“You know you love it, bitch,”
Dolores came closer and started to massage Brenda’s massive breast. She took hold of the nipple and twisted hard till she knew what she wanted. She took a pair of nipple clamps and stuck them hard onto each nipple.
“Oh, they look so good,”
Dolores stretched out on her bed, pulled her nickers down, and for the first time Brenda got to see what was between her legs. Taking hold of the dog leash, she drew her body towards her cock.
“Get over here and service your mistress,” she demanded.
Brenda put her hands on Delores’s cock and felt how hot it was and how thick her balls were, tight and shaved. Moving her hands up, she found a very wet pussy too.
“Oh, you like that? Now service your mistress,”
She went straight down on it and started to suck the head. She wanted to take it all. She started to open her mouth wider, and wider till she had it in the back of her throat. She wanted to gag on it, but her mistress wouldn’t allow it. Tears started to leak from her eyes. Delores just smiled back and took hold of her pony tail and forced her head on it. She wanted her new slave to get a good face fucking from her massive cock.
“Oh, keep taking it bitch,”
Brenda moved her fingers into Delores’s pussy, it was so wet she managed to get three fingers in. She could tell they were both getting close. She wanted to cum, but she was too busy with her new mistress's body to be concerned with her own needs.
She needed to cum, but she knew this was not going to happen tonight. She felt a large amount of cum filling her mouth, and running down her chin. It tasted so salty and creamy, like a thick vanilla pudding, and she wanted more. Delores smiled back and picked up a champagne glass, full of her own cum. She preposed a toast and watched Brenda find the outfit she wanted to be dressed in.
Delores wondered how she could get rid of this slave now. It wasn’t that she hadn’t enjoyed it, but to her she was just a slave. She could see Brenda wanted more. She couldn’t cope with this, she liked her life, and if people found out her secret, she knew she would be ruined.
Brenda found the right outfit, it was hanging on the wardrobe door. It was a stunning bright pink shiny PVC dress with a long zip up the front. Next to it were a pair of long knee high boots. She waited till her mistress got off the bed and opened her arms and legs to be dressed.
“Make sure my cock is hidden, you are the only slave who knows about that.”
Brenda started to cry, knowing how special that made her.
“Now get out of here, and maybe we will play again later if you are a good girl.”
Brenda banged the door as she left, and as Dolores put her boots on. She wondered if she would see her again, and would she keep her secret. Was it time to tell her best friend, Raven. Who had built her club and success with her, her greatest secret? She sighed, picked up a new cane, and walked out of the door, not knowing what the evening would bring.
