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Name: Tilda
Years: 32
What is my nationaly: Icelandic
Color of my hair: Dark-haired
Figure type: My body type is quite skinny
What I like to drink: Red wine
Hobbies: Marital arts
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Next, the Goddess helped me to get dressed in the rest of my slut costume: black stockings, attached to the garters on the bottom of my corset. She carefully clipped my wireless mini-phone to my right public, then adjusted the long flowing red tresses of my wig to conceal this. This was NOT what i had consented to experience. When i had stripped entirely naked, i did what the Goddess had instructed me to do next.

If you leave My sight, I will walk out of this hotel room and take your clothes, your keys and your I. I must have whimpered because I heard the Goddess chuckling in my ear. As they stared at me, i noticed that one of these street whores was definitely a Shemale: maybe the other was, forced. She looked as cruelly beautiful as always, but She had intentionally crossdressing Her make-up and hairstyle from Her usual look.

Not this! Perhaps She intended to slip into this cape if the evening became colder.

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Teetering in stiletto heels, i inched my way across the pavement past a couple of hookers. The hotel had no elevator. Now my eyes widened in horror as Her gloved hand reached into Her bag and extracted a huge latex cock, 12 inches long and 4 inches thick. The Goddess had handcuffed me!

She would follow from a safe distance while i was to walk around the block once, dressed as a cheap street-walker and tottering helplessly in high heels, in the red-light district on a dark Saturday night. The leather crotch-strap was lined with waterproof latex and had a grommeted hole in case i needed to urinate … but, as the tiny padlocks clicked into place behind my back, imprisoning my tucked genitals, i knew that — until further notice — i would not be capable of using a urinal.

Now my male identity — including my male clothes — was securely padlocked into the steel box, which was locked to the radiator.

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As I listened to the voice of the Goddess in my ear, I stared straight ahead at the view across the street from the lamp-post: a filthy dumpster in a dirty alley. I was also instructed to bring along my wireless mini-phone, which attaches behind my ear and is small enough to be almost invisible.

A black leather miniskirt, slit on both sides, with a belt cinched around my waist. If the guy wants anal, tell him you have a yeast infection in your ass but your mouth is open for business. I stood under the lamp-post in the chilly night air, shivering in my skimpy slut costume and trembling in humiliation and terror at my helplessness.

When you offer to give a forced blowjob to a total stranger, I will allow you to ask — in a Female voice — that he wears a condom, but any man who wants to fuck a dirty whore like you without a condom is entitled to do so. As I tried to look down to see what it was, a long strand of flame-red hair from my crossdressing fell in front of my eyelashed eyes. Looking for kinky and agressive mistress near?

She slipped a chain around the ankle of one of my booted feet, tightened the chain, then locked itthen did the same with the other chain and my other ankle … so that i would not be able to take off the high-heeled boots. Do as I say, or I walk out of here with your male clothes and keys. As soon as I checked into the hotel room, I set off all the components of my Female disguise, including wig and make-up.

Swiftly, i public the Goddess. If She were seen with me during my public feminizationno-one would recognize Her. The Goddess went directly to the table, confiscating all my cash without counting it. Then She greeted me with a hard slap to my face from Her leather-gloved hand.

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She gave me a padlock and told me in advance how I would be required to use it. She commanded me to sit still — i was grateful that i was not yet wearing Her dildo up inside my sissy-cunt — while She applied the make-up and false eyelashes to me, transforming my face into a slutty parody of Female beauty. Now listen carefully, slut. For now, this dildo was merely placed on the bed … well within my sight, so that i would know what was waiting for me.

Very good. Now pay attention, whore: walk back and forth and wiggle your ass, and remember to stick out your tits.

She snatched my keys, and dropped them into Her purse. She put me into the slave harness … tucking my male baubles between my thighs, forced yanking the leather crotch-strap backward between my legs and pulling it painfully tight until my crotch was now absolutely flat, with no vestige of male bulge. The Goddess stipulated that the room must face the street. The Goddess had been strict in Her instructions. I hope that my big cock up your sissy-cunt feels real good. At my own expense, I purchased a steel footlocker of the necessary size and a length of steel chain.

If any man agrees to accept a blowjob from a dirty whore like you, then you will kneel down right there in the street where I can see you, and you will suck him off while I watch from upstairs with binoculars. If any man asks why you want him to wear a condom while you suck him off, you are required to tell him — in a Female voice — that you are a dirty whore, and you have a disease.

Of course, She kept the corresponding crossdressing. Ignoring my whimperings, the Goddess crammed Her huge cock into my sissy-cunt, then padlocked it into the anal grommet at the rear of the public harness. Most of the whores in this neighborhood — including the Shemales — work for pimps.

I will hear your voice on this phone line, and I will expect you to speak in a Female voice or at least a decent attempt. Several real hookers — some of them with johns — passed on the stairs, and laughed at me. There was a knock at the door: a special familiar knock.

Before entering Her presence, I was commanded to shave off all my facial hair and body hair, giving special attention between my thighs. Just when I thought that my humiliation could not get any worse, the Goddess took a small object from Her purse and clipped it to the top of my corset, directly underneath my huge breasts. The Goddess had stipulated that these boots must-have stiletto heels at least 4 inches high, so that i would be able to walk in them but not able to run. The Goddess put me into my corset, lacing it painfully tight until i was wasp-waisted and i could only breathe in faint gasps.

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This was supposed to be the quick, sudden thrill of one fevered walk along a public street in Female disguise: a swift brief taste of public feminization, then a speedy escape back into the safety of my familiar male identity. Black knee-high boots. I took all my cash out of my wallet and placed the cash on the table, then put my wallet containing my I. Next, I took off all of my male clothes. I complied with all of Her instructions.

The Goddess had told me in advance what i was to expect: now that i was totally feminized, She would escort me downstairs to the street, then outside. If anyone approached me or threatened me — thinking i was alone on a dark street, with no witnesses — the Goddess would blow a whistle loudly.

But I could still see the object that the Goddess had attached to me: beneath my huge breasts and above my corseted waist, i was now wearing a plastic with bright red glowing L. Remember to wiggle your ass like a good little slut.

I was also required to clip my fingernails and toenails. Do NOT let those big tits of yours cover youradvertising-free blowjobs. If I encountered trouble tonight, i could not run away from it.

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Each time a man approaches you, EVEN if he is a policeman, you will walk up to that man — trying to make yourself look and sound as slutty as possible — and you will offer him a free blowjob. A leather collar encircling my throat reminded me of my slave status. That dildo was now firmly inside me and would remain so.

She had brought a slave harness and several dildos because She wanted me to experience a cock inside my sissy-cunt throughout this encounter. For tonight, I want you to be able to walk with a cock inside you. So perhaps little Pee-Wee here will suffice. I will expect you to be a good dirty whore, and bring the blowjob to completion.

Knowing that, on this occasion, it would not be appropriate to kneel, i meekly stood naked in front of the Goddess — turning around and raising my arms as She commanded — while She satisfied Herself that i was indeed smooth, soft and hairless. The Goddess had the public key.

After one circuit of the block, the Goddess would let me back into the hotel, then escort me back upstairs to this room … where She would reward me for my obedience after my brief taste of public feminization as a street-walking slut. The Goddess took from Her purse two slim anklet chains with tiny steel padlocks. I was forced required to obtain at my own expense, crossdressing course a hotel room for this coming Saturday night, in the sleaziest hotel in the red-light district.