http://www.sissyville.com/2009/08/18/sissy-training-from-ms-sophia-2/ BROUGHT TO YOU BY LDW GROUP Thu, 02 Feb 2012 04:39:56 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 http://www.sissyville.com/2009/08/18/sissy-training-from-ms-sophia-2/comment-page-1/#comment-4407 Empress Sophia Sun, 25 Oct 2009 18:35:20 +0000 http://www.sissyville.com/?p=1406#comment-4407 Hot Hot story Stephen and so true...Look forward to hearing more of your progess. Hot Hot story Stephen and so true…Look forward to hearing more of your progess.

]]> http://www.sissyville.com/2009/08/18/sissy-training-from-ms-sophia-2/comment-page-1/#comment-3981 Stephen Sun, 23 Aug 2009 16:44:09 +0000 http://www.sissyville.com/?p=1406#comment-3981 Using an underhand grip and watching my red nails move back and forth across my measly clitty stick, is the same position my hand would be in, if I was on my knees and stroking a "real Man". The more I watch my hand moving back and forth, the more I think about being on my knees stroking a hard bulls cock. My breath against his manhood as he places his hand behind my head and slowly pulls himself deep into my red painted lips. I squeel and whimper like a sissy and taste his salty meat sliding in and out of my mouth. I feel his hand behind my head pulling him in and out, and hear his groans, calling me every nasty name in the book. Knowing someday, I might be lucky enough to be trained properly by a Mistress to experience such a high. I can only stop moving my pretty manicured hand up and down my sissy dick, as I was instructed to not cum. Cheatinly, I slide my red thumbnail across my clitty stick and taste the salty precum, before I stop and realize that Ms Sophia is right. I am a sissy and proud of it, slowly being trained to rid myself of that silly man I once was. Using an underhand grip and watching my red nails move back and forth across my measly clitty stick, is the same position my hand would be in, if I was on my knees and stroking a “real Man”. The more I watch my hand moving back and forth, the more I think about being on my knees stroking a hard bulls cock. My breath against his manhood as he places his hand behind my head and slowly pulls himself deep into my red painted lips. I squeel and whimper like a sissy and taste his salty meat sliding in and out of my mouth. I feel his hand behind my head pulling him in and out, and hear his groans, calling me every nasty name in the book. Knowing someday, I might be lucky enough to be trained properly by a Mistress to experience such a high. I can only stop moving my pretty manicured hand up and down my sissy dick, as I was instructed to not cum. Cheatinly, I slide my red thumbnail across my clitty stick and taste the salty precum, before I stop and realize that Ms Sophia is right. I am a sissy and proud of it, slowly being trained to rid myself of that silly man I once was.

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