Femboy chronicles

I release my hand from his crotch and he turns off the car. My heart is racing as i let myself out of the car. Realizing that I did explore his cock so I can’t really excuse myself from not doing it when we get inside… but do I want to excuse myself? That thing felt huge, I have to see it in person!! I say to myself as I walk on shaky legs and Chris leads the way into his townhouse. He opens the door casually as if it was just another regular day, he didn’t seem nervous at all. I followed slowly behind him and closed the door behind me, he set his keys down on the counter and walked to the kitchen, I thought to myself ‘ok he forgot he’ll just let it go’ but to my surprise he came back with beer In hand “i figure we’re gonna have fun tonight so better get this party started” he said very matter of factly. I gulped as he stood in the living room cracking open his beer and we had a slight awkward silence moment. “So I think it’s time you start to really explore your submissive side Caly” he says as he takes his first sip “come here and unbotton my pants” he says as he stands across the room from me. Again on shaky knees I walk over to him, each step I get into deeper and deeper thought. What will he make me do, do I want to do it? Can I say no, do I want to say no!? when I’m within reach I simply look up at him without doing anything. “We’ll go on, the pants aren’t going to remove themselves!” Almost like a school boy who got in trouble I quickly reach over to unbuckle his belt and undo the button. I then shimmy his pants down to his knees to reveal tight black boxer briefs that did nothing to hide his bulge. He must of lost a bit of his hard on since we got out of his car but it was still substantial. I again look at him this time really looking for further instructions. “Do you hesitate because you don’t want to, or because you’re unsure what to do, or because you need my direction?” He asks with a sly smile. I hate these types of questions or when he does this, because it forces me to show my cards a bit, it forces me to admit to something humiliating. And as my brain thinks of what the correct answer is he says “if you don’t answer I’ll pull up my pants and we can be done” he says. And this throws my mind In a panic, of course I don’t want this to be done, we haven’t even started! I want to see where this leads, so I quickly say “I need your direction” I say as my face turns red and after a split second pause I find the need to add “please….. I need your direction please” I say not being able to make eye contact with him. “Good boy” he says as it sends shivers down my spine “get on your knees right now” he says and this time I don’t hesitate as I think it’ll make him mad. I get on my knees and look up at him as he takes a step forward and his crotch is inches from my face “press your face agains my crotch and take a deep breath and hold it in” he says. I do as I’m told and place my face against his crotch, it was evident that I was right and ball level and I took a big Whiff and it felt like my mind went blank. The smell was invigorating, I don’t know what it was about it, but I needed more I thought as I exhaled and took another big whiff of it. “Good boy “ he says again. “I don’t need to ask if you like it since you took another big whiff of it, but I must admit, that I don’t like that you took that second whiff without my permission “ he says a bit more sternly. I all of a sudden feel a bit ashamed. Like i disappointed him. “It’s ok, you’re still learning, but remember that you must wait for my direction, do you understand?” He asks looking down at me. “Yes…. Yes sir” I feel the need to add sir for some reason. “Good boy, now remove my boxers all the way to my ankles Along with my pants “ I do just that and remove them slowly, I don’t look up yet as I wanted to see if fully naked for the first time. And I pull everything down I straighten myself up on my knees and see the most beautiful sight I think I’ve ever seen. It was a half staff thick cock with smooth large balls hanging underneath it. I wanted to put my mouth all over it at that moment but I resisted as Chris just told me to wait for his direction. I look up at him again with puppy eyes awaiting his order. He takes. Sip of his beer enjoying the view, without even asking he takes a few pictures of me on my knees looking up at him with puppy eyes and his cock in clear view. “Smell my cock and balls again, press it against your face, but don’t use your hands. I do the same as before where I inhale deeply and this time the smell was more pungent, but it smelled what a real man should smell like. I wanted to bottle up this smell for myself, I needed to smell this more and more often. I don’t take a second. Whiff when I exhale even though I really wanted to. “Now reach over and touch it with one hand and begin to slowly stroke it he says” I was all to eager at this point to oblige so I reached over and there was a heaviness to it, I felt that his penis was powerful, demanded attention and I was hoping I could get it all the way hard. As I was slowly stroking it was slowly getting bigger, I didn’t mind at all the photos or video that Chris was taking all I cared about what the cock in my hand. It eventually got to the glorious full staff, it was just about 7.5 maybe 8inches, the girth was something I didn’t know was possible, my fingers barely wrapped all around it, and the mushroom head was beautiful, it was leaking a bit but just barely as I finally look up at Chris as he snaps pictures of me with his cock in my hand and puppy eyes in my femboy outfit and I even go as far as give a little smile

“Do you like it Caly?” He asks. “I-I uhm I think I do?” I say unsure of myself, I know I do like it but I find it hard to admit to myself “it’s ok Caly, you can admit it, you can say you like my cock in your hand” Chris says softly “I- I like your cock in my hand” I repeat after him like a robot. “Now use both hands and start to move them faster” he says and I slowly lift my free arm, even adjust my stance to be better positioned and I start to stroke a bit faster, I see him tilt his head back in pleasure. I can see that he likes it which make me happy, I don’t know why, but I feel good making him feel good. My own cock twitches in my panties. I get excited that I’m doing a good job, I see a drop of precum leak and then get on my hand, god can’t he just order me to put it in my mouth already!?!? I think to myself. I don’t think his cock will fit in my mouth but I certainly want to try! He starts to moan a bit louder. I want to ask him if I can put it in my mouth but I feel like if I did I’d get in trouble? Why or how has he gotten this power over me? Why am I even on my knees doing this for him, and letting him record me…. All of this and I have a hard on!!! I’m secretly loving every moment. I don’t ever want this to end. “Good slut” he says between moans which turns me on even more “tell daddy you want him to cum on your face” he says. He wants me to call him what!? He wants me to call him daddy!? I don’t know about this, it - it would give him too much power over me, he’s already my boss now he wants me to call him daddy!?? “Do it or we’re done! 1 …. 2!!!! “

“Daddy I want your cum! Please!!! Please cum on my face daddy!” I say before he gets to three. Fuck the humiliation on my face, I even said it in a girly voice, I tried to sound sexy for him, I tried to make it sound like I was begging for it. “Keep going slut, I’m not convinced you really want it!” Chris says as he isn’t moaning as hard anymore “daddy please, please give me your cum, please paint my face” I say again in my girly voice “please mark your territory with your cum, take all the pictures and videos you want, as long as I get your cum all over my face that’s all I want …. PLEASE DADDYYYYY!!!” This time I really was begging my cock was rock hard I don’t even know what’s come over me. I was leaking in my panties. I’ve gone to a trance, I was humiliated, but I didn’t care, I didn’t care that I was begging for his cum. All I knew is that I wanted it, and I wanted it right now. “Keep jerking slut it’s almost there.” He says moaning. “Use both hands and go really fast, you don’t get to eat it this time but don’t wipe it off and don’t move your face away” “yes daddy!” I say as I go super fast and jerk him and as he grunts and yells finally several ropes of cum shoot right at my face ,  nose, lips area. He must of had at least a weeks load waiting he came so much that my eyes were closed shut. I knew he was documenting the moment “keep jerking me, and say thank you to daddy” I did as I was told and covered in cum I say “thank you daddy for your cum, I love it!” I say in my girly voice. He the. Stopped the recording and stood there for a while as he let me softly jerk him off. He finally pulled away and took a few more pictures and said “can’t wait to show Sam this tomorrow “

“Wait! No you can’t!” I plead still covered in cum not moving “what did you say?” He says low but assertive voice. “I-I mean, please don’t…… daddy?” I say as a form to sound apologetic “and why shouldn’t I show him, it’s clearly a win that I snagged a hot chick who let me coat her in my seed” he says as I hear him pulling his underwear and pants on. “Daddy……” idk why I’m still calling him this “he may know it’s me!” I say still panicked “I don’t think he will” he says all too casually. “Of course I can wait on showing it to him if you dont question me the rest of the night tonight?” I don’t really have a choice I think to myself “yes daddy please I won’t question anything you command of me tonight” I say and then he quickly says “good strip to your thong that you’re wearing” i quickly get up and take my top off and bottoms leaving only my thong “you can wipe the cum off your face, you haven’t earned the right to eat it yet” Chris says. This for some reason made me feel sad, of course I wanted to try it, but maybe i disappointed him, and I don’t get to this time? “Now you’re going to really be my submissive bitch for the rest of the night aren’t you?” He asks as I open my eyes after I wiped my face off “y-yes daddy” is all I can muster to say, as I look at the clock and it’s only 10pm on a Saturday and Sunday’s Chris usually goes in at 12, and I work a 2-10 tomorrow, so he has a lot of time to make me do whatever he wants which worries me but maybe just a tiny bit…… excited me?