Forced Sissy Stories Novels & Stories

“I love being used like a dirty slut.” He grabbed my hair, yanking my head back until my throat ached. “Louder.” “I love being used like a dirty slut!” I cried out desperately. Satisfied, he slid his hard cock into me with one brutal stroke, filling me so deeply my moans could barely come out. The cuffs clinked as I clawed into the seat. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, slamming into me with an unrelenting force. Each thrust dragged me higher.

I felt a cool metal brushing my already tender nipple. I moaned out loudly. “Quite,” Pedro commanded. A second clamp followed. The vibrator returned, pressing deeper now and even moving faster. I tried to close, but the cuffs held them wide apart. Another whip landed across my stomach. Pedro moves closer again, his finger gripped across my chin. “You said you wanted more of it.” So bitch this is what more feels like. The vibrator pressed harder again. The clamps pull with every breath I take. I felt the whip land across my hip again.

I'm losing all of me. “Please…” I sniffle, feeling my body break, slowly. “Please…” “Honeybee,” his tongue circles my wet nipple, down to my soft skin. His teeth softly sink into my flesh, leaving marks all over my breast. “Tell Daddy your pussy belongs to him—” “I belong to you!” I don't let him finish. My lips are trembling, teeth gnashing. I sniffle and repeat as if it’s a pass to let me cum. “My pussy belongs to you.”

She screamed in frustration, her body trembling on the precipise. “Did I say you could come?” His voice was like ice. He brought the still-buzzing toy to her clit, holding it there, letting the intense, direct vibrations torture the swollen bud. “You come when I tell you to. Not a second before.” He circled her clit, the sensation so overwhelming it bordered on pain. “Now, beg properly. Tell me what a deceitful whore you are. Tell me how much you need my dick to punish your worthless holes.” Tears streamed down her face. The pleasure was a torment. “I’m a whore!” she sobbed. “A lying, deceitful whore! I need your cock! Please, Simon, I need you to fuck my worthless pussy! Please, I can’t tak

She asks with her voice practically a purr as she rubs herself against me making me moan softly and move with her rubbing my cock against her pussy. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.” I growl making her smile in such a lewd way that my cock feels like it is aching to be inside her. “Yes, Uncle Dean fuck my slutty little pussy.” Emily gasps as I grip her hips lifting her up so I can push my cock inside her, as I lift her she reaches down lining my cock up with her entrance so when I start to lower her down she is impaled on my cock. “God you’re so tight.” I growl as her pussy seems to resist being penetrated by my cock like my cock is too big for her little teenage pussy.

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.

My body betrayed me completely, pushing back to meet his thrusts. He reached around and stroked me in time with his pounding. "Look at you, dripping everywhere. You love getting fucked by your boss, don't you?" "I…I do," I admitted, voice breaking. The couch creaked under us as he railed me faster, deeper, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back. "Say it louder." "I love it! Fuck me harder, sir…please!" He growled and gave me exactly what I begged for. Brutal, relentless strokes that had me seeing stars. Sweat slicked our skin. The smell of sex filled the air, musky, dirty, addictive.

The desk creaked under them. “Fuck… still so tight,” Jax groaned, starting to move with long, powerful strokes. Papers scattered as he fucked her harder, hips slapping against her ass. “This pussy was made for me, not him.” Lisa wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Harder. Fuck me like you hate that I’m marrying your brother.” Jax’s jaw tightened. He gripped her hips and pounded into her, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing in the quiet office. Every thrust made her tits bounce inside the sheer blouse. He reached up and yanked the blouse open, buttons flying, exposing her breasts completely.

I could feel his cock so deep within me,it made my toes curl up. Silas touched my pussy lips as he held me closer, making sure I stood properly for the assault on my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I moaned and groaned, taking Drey's cock deeper and deeper. He took his cock out and immediately,Silas pushed me to my knees, forcing his cock into my mouth. “Take it bitch! Suck it up!” He screamed at me as I moaned and pinched my nipples. Soon, I was shaking and moaning out loudly as I felt myself dripping to the floor.

“What? Rebecca Torry? Really? Say he had to cheat on you, how could he stoop so low? I'm beyond disappointed. So are you mad that he cheated on you or you’re mad because it’s Rebecca? Anyways I’m mad because he cheated on you with Rebecca“ “Both Nessa how can you even ask that? Anyway, then I came back home to receive shocking news that we were broke and some bank agents even came around. The solution to this is to marry me off.” “Impossible. They still do this in the 21st century?” “Tell me about it.” “What's your plan? Go through with the arrangement? Who are you even wedding in the first place ?” “Nessa I don't even know. I've never met the guy. “