Date: Tue, 12 Mar 2013 14:02:50 +0000
From: tina foster <tinafosteruk@gmail.com>
Subject: Toni & The Panties Ch4 T/tv authoritarian

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Chapter Four


Looking in the mirror I undress, recalling mean Billy's evil-looking leer,
as he'd opened the door to me.

I found him quite intimidating anyway, but as I'd stood there before him my
nipples had got hard and kind of tingly, as I thought back to the pleasure
I felt, when he hurt my little nipples.

Till Billy I'd never realised my nipples were so sensitive. Hell, till
Billy I'd not realized several things about myself, chief amongst them
being that I seemed to quite like the pain and humiliation that Billy James
had heaped on me; even wearing panties: I hadn't liked it at first.

But, now I quite the feel of the white femme embroidered stretch brief's I
wore, for Billy James. Yet, that before I'd worn them; now I stand before
the mirror in the chrome and white bathroom, where Billy directed me, a
second or so after answering the door to me.

"You gonna be long?" I hear Billy call, from the other side of the door.

"I'm coming? I'm coming?" I tell him, rushing to open the door,
all-in-a-hurry.

"Oh I'm sure one of us will," he tells me with a grin, as I stand before
him.

"Mmm, yes? that's nice?" he whispers, beneath his breath. Then looking from
my toes to my crotch, he adds with an a voice of authority, "Now, stand
still?"

Billy steps forward and reaches out with inquisitive hands.

Firstly, he toyed gently with my left nipple and I can't help but close my
eyes and moan, with undisguised pleasure. Then he tweaked my nipple-flesh,
'tween thumb and forefinger. And, at first it was exquisite, then he began
to squeeze, hard.

"Your little clitty is getting hard Sissy Toni in panties," Billy James
sneered. I could picture his smile as his right hand toyed with my nipple
and I felt his left very slowly caress my little bulge.

Suddenly he closes his hand, clutching at me.

"Just a little Sissy in panties, here to serve me?" I hear him say to me
and I open my tearful eyes, as his grip tightens. I wince at the pain, but
hold still, my own hands held limply at my sides.

Then as Billy increases the pain he gives me I cannot help but help closing
my eyes and allowing a very faint smile to touch my quivering lips.

And, I'm a good Sissy Toni in panties, for Billy James, standing as still
as I can, as there's a sudden invasion of my body, as a finger brushes
aside the panties gusset, so he can enter my as he holds my ballsac
tighter.

"Open your cunt mouth, you little fuckwad!" he snaps, two fingers pushing
against my resistant lips, which I finally open, for him, as he eases that
finger in and out.

"You're dry?" he observes, "So I gotta get my fingers moist, otherwise the
next bit will hurt you goodstyle?"  'Huh? The next bit?' I wonder, opening
my lips to accept the three fingers he fills my mouth with and, my legs are
trembling, as his finger goes in and out of tight little bottom hole.

"Once you're ready I'm gonna fuck your pussy-hole Toni?" He whispers into
my right ear, his body ever-so close to me, "you know that?"

Liking the feel of that finger inside me, I want to tell him that although
he frightens me. I want to tell him that the thought of being fucked
terrifies me, but it also intrigues me and, that I've thought of him doing
it, to me, several times. I want to tell him this, but with his continued
facial abuse I cannot: instead I drool around his fingers as I look up to
him bug-eyed .

And I drool around the fingers, which replicate the fingers inside me;
inside my pussy, he called it. I like that.. I like the idea I have a pussy
that Billy James wants to fuck and, I feel like a rag-doll, as he takes my
holes, my mouth and, my pussy.

"Aw man," he murmurs, as he pulls his slimy fingers out of my mouth, "I'm
gonna enjoy having you as my little Sissy Slut. I'm gonna have you do
allsorts, for me?"

Then suddenly he fills my mouth with four fingers, that brush against the
top of my throat and, I gag and panic and struggle and want to cry and,
just for a moment, I feel like I'm going to die as I can't get my breath.

Suddenly he takes his hand out of my mouth and the drink and my last meal
fountain out of me in a yellow spray that coats his trousers and the floor
between Biily James and myself.

"Please Billy? I'm sorry? I'm ever so-sorry?" my words tumble out as I gasp
for air, staring at the mess I have made, very conscious of puke on my
face, all slimy on my face, with kind of crusty bits there.

"Hell cunt, you've made a helluvva ,ess here, but what do I care, you'll
clean it up?" he tells me, with the weirdest smile on his face: "but first,
turn round?" he adds, as he begins to undress.

And, as his clothes pile on the floor I kind of quake with fear, as I turn
to face the fall.

"Now put your arms out and your hands flat," he tells me, his left hand on
my left shoulder, the right on my right bottom cheek, as he kicks my feet
apart.

And, as I lean forward, I feel those spittle-slick fingers at my
pussy-hole, pushing, opening me and, it hurts and, I want to cry. But, I
don't cry. I want to be a good sissy, for Billy James, 'coz he's so much
bigger than me.

And, I feel so small and girlie. I like that. It scares me, but I do like
the feel of his fingers inside me, making me feel so small and weak and?

"Oh yes, please?" I groan, as he touches something, somewhere deep inside
me and I like it and, I want to pee and cry and laugh, all at once, at the
feelings I feel, "That's nice?" I admit, closing my eyes once more,
revelling in the pleasurable pain of having my pussy-hole filled like this.

"I figure my sissies ready for a fuckings," Billy James hisses, as he leans
over me and I feel his hard, big willie pressed against my left thigh.

'I'm his sissy?' I almost want to laugh at that.I was a boy just the other
day, a boy with long-blonde hair that Mummy likes to play with.

'I am a boy, I am a boy?' I tell myself, as he pulls his fingers out of me
and, my pussy-hole aches, to be filled again.

"Don't want to hurt your fuckhole too much?" I hear Billy James mumble, as
he teases at my gaping pussy-hole briefly with a lingering finger, just
inside me, as I start to close up around it.

"Guess I'd better get you lubed up propr? don't want you to bleed too much,
your first time?" he continues, drawing that finger out and away, slowly,
very teasingly.

And I moan, with need.

In answer Billy James slaps my bottom, hard, then walks awy, into the
bathroom.  "You stay there? just like that? alright Sissy?"

"Yessir?" I answer, sounding very girly to my ears, as I stand there, palms
flat on the wall, my arms outstretched, my little skinny back sunk with my
bum raised in need.

I'm scared, yet desire overrides fear and, at this moment I'll do anything
for Billy James and, when I say anything, I do mean it.