And it was-- just not quite how I had planned it.Dolores-- the doxy I was dumb enough to think was in love with me- she had other ideas....So there I ...as ten minutes later thinking I was gonna get ass banged, go to sleep and ride into the sunset with my gal and a bag of cash. A big bag- only to find Dolores pointing a thirty-eight at me.It got worse.I know what yer thinking, how could that fucked up situation possibly get any worse?It went like this-"Yo, baby is he dead?"What the fuck?"I can't. Com.Enjoy the story.I used to search the internet for stories about sissies, femaledomination, forced crossdressing and forced homosexual activity. Anythingthat involved humiliation of a male, I'd try and find it. I downloadedhundreds of pictures of women dominating men, or of women beingdominated, but I always thought how exciting it would be to be the onebeing dominated. I would browse online stores, looking at panties andsome of the frillier womens clothing. In fact, I even ordered. We chatted for a whole day and he asked me to come over to his place, I was a little scared since I wasn’t sure if it was a real invite or I was gonna get mugged or kidnapped. I dressed well, put some mint and took the bus to his place. I walked to his apartment using google maps, every step I took closer to the house made my heart beat faster. I wanted to convince myself to go back to my room rather than turning into a bi-sexual or a gay.Well, all the chats with various ppl, I came to know. He was hard, and in the corner of my eye i saw his eyes raise down to my hand. i leaned over him, making sure my tits pressed against his dick and grabbed a blanket.as i placed the blanket over us, we started to watch the movie again.At that moment i decided to touch him again with my fingers. I started playing with him, and he liked it, he took my hand and held it, he squeezed it.