Not just yet. The next item he put on was a pair of nude silk thigh high stockings with lace around the top. These sat very comfortably around his thi...hs, and he liked the way they looked and felt on his skin. The last item left for him to put on were the red heels. He opened the shoe box and stared at them, admiring the shiny redness of the leather, the intoxicating new shoe smell, the pointy heel and the fact that they were so distinctly feminine, so sexy and commanding. He had worn heels a. She tells me to close my eyes and guides me to 5 foot mirror. I look and cannot believe the transformation. I know its me, but it looks like a woman.She stands behind me, reaches around me and raises my skirt. I watch in the mirror as she rubs my pantied covered cock. Her other hand grabs my fake tit as she grinds into my ass. I moan and push my ass back to her. She laughs and whispers in my ear." Does it feel good baby. Being my little sissy. You like me rubbing your little dickie huh. But. . we were now completely naked ..nothing between us …our skins touched each other ,,, warm skins ..soft skins …. her soft flesh against my athletic muscles … aaaaaaaaaaaah ! I held her tight brought my lips down to her neck .. kissed there .. she was moaning “AAAAAAAAAh aaaaaaaah Venuuuuuuuuu Haaaaaan haaaaaaaan …….. “Her moanings were so appealing .. so beseeching for more ..more and more .. I brought down my lips to her soft and full breasts … licked them , took her breasts in my mouth sucked. Another slap, and another, and another; each with force enough to set the tender flesh rippling. The blows are relentless, random, excruciating; and nothing I can do prepares me for the sting of the next one. The punishment goes on and on to the point where it becomes almost unbearable and I am on the verge of begging for mercy.Another pause. My tits throb, my breathing comes in whimpering gasps that makes my chest heave, and the movement only causes even greater pain. My skin craves the.