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Stockings and strap on Pt 1This story is from quite some time ago but it is one I have always wanted to share .Lets begin with a little about myself, ok lets just get it out there I am a crossdresser and I have been for a long time. It all started with a fetish for tights but would evolve over time and would lead me to fully dressing as a woman. These days I know longer dress as a woman I am always in male mode, and if I do dress it is as a man in stockings, lingerie and heels so hold the wigs and makeup.The core of fetish is nylon with a sprinkling of S&M for fun6 without nylon the rest doesn’t mean much to me. As a man there is something very special about wearing tights and stockings, its all about the feel and the elegants and I strongly believe it is a truly a sexy look despite being very taboos for allot of people. Being at one with your femininity is nothing to be ashamed of. Hope that gives a bit of a picture of myself, i don’t want to digress to much so lets get on with part1 of my story, hope you enjoy.Quick disclaimers: the Mistress in this story is sadly no longer working and to protect her identity I will refer to her as Mistress X at times.My first experience I ever had with a Mistress was not the best. Not due to the Mistress, she is incredible, more down to me not knowing what I wanted at the time. it would be the second time and subsequent times after that where things really took flight. So let me begin, this all starts a year after first seeing said mistress. I had just come out of a bad relationship and was feeling very lonely and horny one Sunday morning, I was doing my usual to relive that itch, I put on a corset and clad my legs in my favourite stockings and slowly started stroking my cock. I had a few drinks the night before so my inhibitions were down, despite my head hurting and I wished somebody could see me dressed up, being seen wearing stockings is kocaeli escort a big turn on. I was browsing videos when I thought I would take a look the Mistress I had visited website, once there I started reading her testimonials/blog section. There was one about a young man who had recently visited her who had his first strap on session, I remember getting so turned on reading all the details and knew I wanted the same. The account was very detailed and I could clearly envision myself in that same situation. So Monday came around and still with this vision in mind I called Mistress X. I was very nervous when she answered, I remember struggling to think of a time that was good to meet and her tone became quite stricked . Eventually when my mind started working again I got the words out and the time was set all I needed to do now is get ready. If you have ever seen a Mistress you will know the anticipation is almost unbearable I was also nervous as this was only my second time and my first with a strap on. I started to drive my mind filled with what lay ahead, I didn’t take me long to get to my destination. I had some time to spare so I waited on a park bench in growing anticipation, with 5 Minutes to go I made my way to her house. My heart was racing She opened the door and welcomed me in, despite being a strict dominatrix she can also be very friendly which is nice especially to a nervous novice as myself. She was looking very beautiful wearing just a black dress and belt. I had thought of this moment all the previous day I was finally here, things were about to begin. She made me remove my shirt she then placed a collar around my neck which was then tightened. Mistress then pulled me close and said “you are mine now, I own you” I replied with a simple “Yes Mistress”. She then sat down, next to her were some back hold up stockings, she put her foot on to my shoulder and instructed kocaeli escort bayan me to put them on her legs. I took the stockings and began Slowly working them over her smooth feet and up over her legs being extra careful to not damage or ladder them. Once both were on Mistress stood up and turned her back to me so I could make sure they were pulled up correctly. She said “very good, you may touch them if you like”. I felt my penis begin to harden as I rubbed my hands over her nylon clad legs, it was true ecstasy as I felt her nylon on the naked skin of my chest. With a wicked smile she abruptly said stop! She then put a chain on my collar and led me on all fours upstairs to her chambers. On the way we passed a room with a medical couch which had leg stirrups, between them was a sex toy, somewhere between a dildo and pleasure balls, she said “ I am going to try this on you later” she pushed a button and it started vibrating “ but not just yet”. Into her chamber we proceeded, The room was dimly lit and had crimson red wall which gave off an aura intimacy. Inside the room there was a bench with a small step it had many straps and buckles, my excitement was growing. Also in the room was two large mirrors mounted on the walls, Wondered how many slaves have watched their punishments those. Next to this was a number of shelves with all manor of items, including dildos, masks, wigs lubricant gloves the list go’s on. When you first Go into a mistress chamber is like the climb on a roller coaster before the big drop, it the anticipation and seeing her tools of the trade adds to this greatly. At this point she demanded I remove my clothes but leave my pants on, for now. Mistress X then runs her hands over my body, she says “yum,yum” as her hand suddenly smacked my backside. She then proceeded to put some leather cuffs on my wrists and proceeds’ to cuff me to bar that has lowered izmit escort from ceiling by a chain. Then Mistress removes my pants, I had gotten pretty hard and my penis was pointing down at an angle so when my pants were removed it twanged up towards my belly button, seeing this Mistress said “wow that is a big cock” I don’t like to boast but it was a lovely compliment. When I was securely attached mistress leaves the room, she returns shortly with a garter belt and if you haven’t already guessed a pair of stocking. Hmm I wonder who these are for? She first put the garter on me then asked me to lift each leg at a time so she can put the stockings on my legs, she then clips them to the garter and admires her handiwork. In front of me was a large mirror and seeing myself like this turned me on greatly. She continued to caress me gently before smacking my bum. She briefly leaves the room again, by this point my cock had gotten so hard that I started getting pre cum, I was a little embarrassed and tried to wipe the growing strand on my leg. When Mistress returns she brought some lube and is wearing latex gloves, she also spots my pre cum strand dangling from my cock and giggles, I quickly say “sorry Mistress “she isn’t harsh and just says” it happens” I was a newbie at the time and know that some Mistress don’t even like you being hard unless told, especially not hard with cum dripping out! Though she would next make my cock even harder when with her gloved hand she starts parting my bum cheeks and feeling for my anus Mistress then starts rubbing the lube around my hole, feeling it relax she slowly inserts her finger very gently and not to deep into my anus, she then inserts it slightly deeper. I remember I groaned with pleasure, at this she whispered in my ear “you are ready “.I will always remember that image of myself in the mirror clad in stocking my cock hard and in a state of euphoria. Little did I know things were only about to get better. I hope you have enjoyed my experience so far. It has been a joy to relive theses memories and share them with you all, stay tuned for part 2 coming soon.Xsi78

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