I whimpered as the gaping hole that was left empty almost hurt being empty.He put four fingers inside of me and picked me up by cunt to place a pillow...under my assthen he grabbed a bottle of lubricant and applied a generous amount on my cunt and hisarm all the way up to his elbow and forced it back inside of me. In a matter of minutes, hewas back to having his elbow inside of my cunt. He got the bottle of lubricant and keptapplying it on his arm as my cunt took more and more of it until he got. I saw on my nightstand things I both hated and loved: the golden brown bamboo cane, specially made for him by a Japanese craftsman, whose family had been in that business for generations: a small pink anal plug, about three inches long, an inch and a half in diameter; and a thick eight inch black dildo. My eyes could not stay off of them. I lowered my head and eyes as he sat down next to me.“Ceres?" I didn't answer him: I knew where he was going to take this talk. "Answer me, Ceres!" he. Like to get out of here?" she said.Would I? That was the question, wasn't it. For three days, I had beenintrigued by this lifestyle, but was I prepared to have sex with a sissy?My penis grew rigid. Clearly, it was interested."Um, where would we go?" I said."I have a place," she said. "It will cost you $100 for an hour, $200 ifyou ride bareback. Deal?" You're a hooker?" I'm a girl trying to make a living," she said. "Titty juice costs money,honey.I shook my head."Maybe another time, Barbie. But. . I did my eyes makeup like cats eyes thick black eye shadow and liner a light cover of foundation and makeup my lips accented with think black gloss. Wore a black shoulder length wig with long bangs, Then off to the park meeting other gay, lesbian, looking to get picked up. A long black car pulled up I knew instantly who it was. He flashed the lights and sounded the horn. A I walk to him I though how I could get out of going with him he had some strange fetishes and wants. He leaned over.