I was pulled out of the trunk and my head pushed back in as I was bent over still standing, duct tape still restraining my wrists and ankles. I heard ...ants drop and zippers unzipped as the first Cock entered my pussy, then my ass.Cock after Cock took turns as I screamed thru my gag amidst laughter and insults.Soon the Cocks were filling both my holes with their cumm and I felt streams of it leaking out. I was cumming over and over as they called me a dirty slut feeling my orgasms.Then it. It’s not a desire to transition or anything like that. It’s the joy of obtaining the lingerie, frolicking your fingers through the racks of panties, the purchase, the anticipation of wearing. Perhaps “underdressing” for the day at work or play, then finally the alone time to enjoy the relief. Then it starts again.Anyway, the Purge. This is not the first time – the one prior to that was for a house move, so everything not only had to be culled, but also carefully packed int hat oen box you. I opened the wax paper and gently licked his cum...sending shivers up my my spine....I licked more and licked it all off hoping one day to work up the coverage to actually suck his cum straight from his dick !About a week later we were back in his basement stroking and I asked him how his dick got so long and thick and his balls so big ( he was 18 at the time) and he told me that when I was his age it would grow larger too. Then he looked at me and the acne on my young face and told me that he. It felt so scary and degrading to be ridiculed for having a small penis by the first girl who had seen me naked. Later, she would make me wear a collar attached to a lead to have even more control over me. Then shortly after it escalated further and she decided to make me masturbate in front of her, licking the cum off her boots or off the floor. This was entirely a one-way relationship, we never had sex, she never performed a sex act on me, never allowed to see her in a state of undress. We.