A Submissive Pegging Adventure With A Transsexual Escort

Hey, my name is Alistair. I’m writing this femdom story today because my mistress told me to reflect upon my experience with her. I had a great time with Madam Ahri – she’s a transsexual escort in my local area that specializes in … how should we describe it? Certain hardcore fetishes that many consider to be taboo. From the first time I had sex, I realized that the standard bedroom paradigm was not for me: I need things to be exciting and wild, otherwise I will simply be unsatisfied with what happens at the end of the day. Madam Ahri is understanding of people in similar positions to me, and fully embraces my desire to be treated as a submissive whore slave. I have been pegged quite a few times in the past, but never before have I had the true dick experience. Transsexuals actually have real pieces of meat, and from what I have heard (as well as now experienced), nothing compares.

I took Madam Ahri out shopping for shoes and clothes one afternoon as part of my girlfriend experience. She was showered with all the money and items of clothing that she wanted. I had a great time following her around as she abused my credit card and made me wait outside changing rooms while she put on kinky outfits that drove me crazy. Every so often, she would show me a small piece of her boot or a nipple – the teasing was so destructive: I was almost always aroused, and let me tell you that being out in public with a constant erection is very humiliating. Once Madam Ahri had enough of shopping, we went back to my hotel room and started to look at potential restaurants. It just so happens that an exclusive rotating eating establishment was close to where the hotel was, so I called up and booked us a table. When we were out in public, Madam Ahri made herself as charming as possible: she was in such high spirits and it was a rush to be treated as her equal during this period. Of course, I knew that deep down, it was just deception. We had a lovely meal and again, my credit card was used to pay for the final bill – it was an expensive establishment, and I was so humiliated when I realized almost a week’s worth of wages were spent on the most expensive bottle of wine. To tell you the truth, I didn’t even like it!

Back to the hotel, and I knew that I was in for some seriously submissive action. I was pushed onto the bed and told to pull down my trousers. I did as I was told, having my fully clothed figure bent over with my ass on display. What came next was a nine-tailed whip that spanked my ass. I winced as the leather came in contact with my skin: the pain was very localized, but as she continued to spank me over and over, I started to realize that my entire body was reacting to the experience. My legs were numb, my fingers felt like they were on fire and of course, my poor buttocks were in a world of their own.

When she finally stopped, the experience was incredibly troubling. I knew that I would no longer be feeling that, but soon enough a real cock was going to be buried in my ass, and I would have no control over what happened while I was being pounded. The transsexual escort I employed the companionship of was now at the controls, and my ass was on the line in the most literal interpretation possible.

So there I was, bent over, bare red ass on show, biting the bed sheet and preparing myself. I stayed strained like that for almost 2 minutes, until I realized that the escort was using her phone while I waited – the humiliation! She instructed me to turn back around, and I must have waited close to 5 more minutes before I finally heard movement. A pair of hands grasped onto my hips and then I felt it: the first time I had ever been truly violated by a femdom, and she had one hell of a big cock.

There was no time for playing around. There was no time for games. My butt was per property and whatever she wanted to do was hers to take. There was no hesitation from Madam Ahri – she stuck her cock deep inside me and pounded away and a rate that was very uncomfortable. While I am no stranger to things going near my ass, the size of this cock was a true issue. I tried my hardest to relax, but every time I got near the point of being comfortable, I would get pushed a little too far, and my ass would pull away, trying to contract around the now rock hard transsexual escort femdom cock in my ass.

I moaned and groaned as I was violated, and the rush of relief that came over me when it finally left my back passage was like taking a breath of fresh air. I had but a few seconds to enjoy the experience before being told to turn around. I did as I was told, having more instructions of keeping my eyes closed and head still while I positioned myself accordingly. Madam Ahri started to masturbate furiously, and her target was surely going to be my face. I was such a submissive male whore, and now I was going to have cum dumped on my face like the slave I wished to be. Madam Ahri made me eat up her cum once she had finished showering me in it, and the quantity was unlike anything I have seen before. Madam Ahri well and truly made me out to be her little bitch boy, and I felt like I was worth nothing to anyone as I cleaned cum off of my face.

Madam Ahri got me to write this shemale domination story because she knows just how much potential clients like to read about what she does to them. If you want to be financially abused, anally destroyed and verbally assaulted all while treated like a lover in public, Madam Ahri is the escort for you. I cannot wait to save enough to see her again – a truly magical experience that put me in my place.

By Dominatrix Draven