The best there is I think. But this post isn't about me asking about the porn or telling everyone massage how much or how hard I have cum over the last three or four days. This post is about me coming to a realisation, well more like admitting to myself what I already knew really. I’m ready to take the next step in my life with this whole fantasy I have. I don’t know if anyone will see this post, or if they will give a shit about the person writing it… but I’m doing it anyway if I don’t I might as well just go back to Tumblr or I don't know, hire a fucking Psychiatrist. So here goes, I fantasise about being a slave, a slave to the sexual desires of others, I want to be turned into a sissy slave and used as a human flashlight for men and women, to be used and played with as sensual they desire. I want to be turned into the most perfect sissy slut slave. I have for… I don’t know how long now. I do however know when I started to want more than porn, I recently got out of a long relationship, it was a good relationship and the sex was good, even if I was only really lying to myself, she was into slapping and choking and those kinds of things. I was too, I got hard with my hand round her throat or spanking her and whipping her, but i think that was all really the part of me that wanted to be receiving not giving, she went off to university out of town and we drifted, she met this guy there and, well I’m not exactly the most heavily endowed guy, at least I got to see how happy she was when a real man was fucking her, here, take a look. *Anonymous648 has uploaded a video* Anyway… so I started to fixate more and more on my fantasy, mainly because I wanted to be that happy, and the only way to be that happy is with a big thick cock filling me, and making the person fucking me moan and grunt and cum hard and deep in me. So over the last few weeks I have been going deeper and deeper into this lifestyle, that’s where I found this place. See, I have nothing to loose now, I’m 22, with no people to miss me if I go far away, no obligations or expectations to hold me back… and now, now I have Club Gomorrah as a way to offer myself to whoever wants me… as property. So let me know where I should be delivered. I know I may take some work to be the perfect sissy slut slave, but I’m ready and willing starting… now. After a few days of searching the internet for what I needed and committing to handjob the new life I envisioned for myself I started to document my journey, openly in Club Gomorrah’s sissyfication/transgender section. *Anonymous648 has uploaded an image* This is me now, the me I’m going to erase and re draw the way I want to be, I have bought/ordered all the necessary items to fully alter myself and my body, so I can start to become who I want to be, I have to say its strange to not have facial hair anymore… or any for that matter, I think the guy who I went to for the waxing kind of knew what I was doing it for, his dick was hard the second I said “Full body.” if he had asked… or told me to get on my knees and thank him properly I would have done it without a second thought. I’m trying real hard not to touch or play with my clitty, being addicted to Club Gomorrah is making that difficult, tomorrow I’m heading to the post office now to pick up the first batch of my Sissification kit, a selection of training toys some sexy cloths and a nice tight cage to make sure I don't get too carried away when you guys tease and tempt me. I’ll post the pic when I get back. But as I locked my door and headed down the street, little did I know I would never see my laptop or my home ever again. I started to get exited at the Idea of finally starting down the path I had chosen as I made my way down the path to my local post office, my dick string as I pictured myself slamming myself down on my new ten Hot Babes inch dildo with my cock locked away inside the most expensive chastity cage online, the post office was a few minutes away and the only one around me for miles, I had been living away from the city for the last few years science my parents went oversees for their work, I had always enjoyed their focus on their work, it afforded me the freedom to do as I pleased and the money they sent me every month came to quite a bit after I added my own pay to it. We got together with the rest of the family for vacations of course, christmas momentous birthdays and the like, Babes but after they were over we were like bees, each of us off to our own flower for until the next nectar deposit. I got a text from my friend Jay asking if I was going to his sisters big eighteenth birthday party next week, I didn't reply… again. This was the third text in two days about the party, me and his sister had always been close, like siblings ourselves but one who also secretly wanted to strip down and fuck like animals in front of everyone when we spent more than an hour together. Like I said though, we’ve been like siblings for years so its a little difficult to act on those kind of feelings. He calls her name again and then places his hand on her naked thigh. My honed reflexes took control, and I silently dashed behind the cover of a fallen tree, and drew my bow. "Yes." We got our food massage and sat down. Definitely!” Just as Julie was loving it. He pulled out his cock once again, covered in my saliva and paused by my lips ‘I said don’t gag on me bitch’ sensual and with that he thrust hard and deep into my mouth, I felt his hug head reach my throat, it started to stretch as he forced himself further down, I was struggling to breathe but I could hear the pleasure in his voice as he groaned loudly. "But in my circles, he's known as Agent Surgut." Keen to get to the meeting and pleased that she would not have to be naked. almost . . . Ten rescuers were dead and the other five were to be executed, including Head-ranger Adarian. I swallowed hard, and she laughed. I have spent my life stuck in the netherworld of loneliness. Babes I swallowed, a strange lust kindling in my Hot Babes groin. handjob You don’t want me to hit you too hard do you?” With that she let fly again.