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Cynthia is a shemale man hunter, heading out to the bar to find an unsuspecting man to feed her enormous meat, when she comes across one even more eager than usual. His unspoken fantasy brings him not only Cynthia’s surprise, but a double dose of shemale servitude.
This short spicy 5400 word tale of shemale pleasure contains one adventurous man, and two dominate T- Girls looking to satisfy their own desires by using his willing holes. Mature audiences only as the themes and sex are very graphic!

Excerpt:

 

“So you like girls who want to play?” Cynthia asked leaning on his shoulder giving him a direct view of her chest.

“Yep, someone who can take what she wants, not coaxed into parting her legs.” He finished his sentence and took a long pull off the drink. Nothing like the honesty one can find at the bottom of a powerful drink.

Cynthia stood up and ran her fingers through his hair. As he leaned his head into her hand, she gripped his hair and tipped his head back.

“You’re a naughty boy in need of a spanking aren’t you?” The words were spoken directly into his ear making him quiver.

“Oh yeah baby, you know it.” His big drunken grin flashed.

“Then finish your drink and get your horny self to the parking lot.” She released her grip and turned for the door.

She could have fun with this one. Already he had given every signal except beg to be fed her cock. Which of course he would do before this night was over.

“Later Frankie” she shouted over the music as she headed for the door, not even turning around to be sure Spencer was following.

She hit the humid air outside, and curved off to the side of the entrance to lean against the wall and wait. She didn’t wait long, Spencer came out the door looking frantically about like a man in search of a lost dog.

As he waded out between the cars, Cynthia took up the chase, waiting till he got far enough away from the building to be shrouded in darkness. She tackled his athletic form, pinning him to a car, then sent a hand out to swat his ass.

“So naughty boy, you want to be my sex slave tonight?” Her body pressed against him hard, keeping him firmly in place.

“Oh yeah, spank me hot mama,” he offered no resistance.

“Follow me,” she stated, heading off to her car.

She unlocked the door, and allowed the zealous gentleman in Spencer to open it, then close it once she was in.

The chase tonight might have been way too easy, but this rare find tonight meant some bondage play. And that she was perfectly good with.

Once back to her house, Spencer pressed her against the side of the house on the porch and leaned in pushing her into a kiss. She bit his lower lip, and held it for a quick second.

“Not tonight stud, I will decide what goes.” She informed his shocked face.

“Well yes Ma’am!” He said excitedly

She led him in the house, pushed him over on the couch and rattled out instructions.

“Strip and sit on your knees right here,” She told him pointing at the floor next to the coffee table, “I will be right back.”