Date: Sun, 7 Dec 2008 13:35:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Ray Smith <missy_satinpanties@yahoo.com>
Subject: (TG Story)  MY DECISION

MY DECISION

BY

Missy Satinpanties


     I had been into wearing ladies panties and slips and the like for
years.  It all started when I was around 11 or 12, and became aware of
magazines like Penthouse and Playboy. I would sneak into my big brother's
room and look at his magazines and get this feeling that I really didn't
understand, but liked. I always seemed to linger on the pages that had a
model in some sort of lingerie, the silkier and lacier, the better!

     After a while, I noticed that Mom had some pretty lacy, silky things
of her own! One day, I was in the basement, tossing a handball around and
it landed in the dirty clothes' basket by the washer. When I reached in to
get it, I felt like I had gotten an electric shock! I pulled out a long,
white slip that was so smooth and silky, that it was almost liquid! It had
an edging of pale blue lace around the bottom and I was in heaven!  I
rubbed that slip all over my face, dropped it and went looking for more
treasure.

     After graduating from rubbing a slip on my face, to wearing Mom's
panties, slips and nighties, I got a little bolder, and grew up at the same
time. I had heard my brother grunting in his room one evening and peeked in
his door, to see him stoking his cock while looking at a magazine. So
THAT'S how it's done! After a little experimentation, I learned to stroke
myself to a climax and learned that the more of Mom's things I was wearing,
the better it felt!

     Fast-forward to a few years later, just after college. I had just
graduated from a very prestigious college, with multiple degrees in math
and engineering. Now, companies were actually fighting over who would get
to hire me! I landed a great job with a huge starting salary and happily
packed up and left home. I bought a very cozy little house, with two
downstairs bedrooms and a little attic room that had been converted by the
previous owner into a third bedroom for his son. Here I was, 25 years old,
a homeowner, great job, bou somehow missing something.

     Almost as though drawn by a magnet, I would spend a great deal of time
on the Internet looking at lingerie and could not pass by a ladies clothing
shop without a discreet, but longing glance in the window. I knew what I
had to do.  I drove to New York for a vacation and hit about 8 boutiques
that specialized in cross dressing. I went hog wild! I bought 2 corsets,
one white and one pink, and several nighties, baby-dolls, and negligees.  I
was in one store and found sissy attire that really fired my sexual
imagination.  I walked out several hours later with 4 little sissy-type
dresses, which if smaller, would be perfect for an 6 or 8 year old at a
beauty pageant!  I also bought sissy panties in pink, blue, yellow, and
lilac, crinolines, and a cute little ruffled-edged pinafore apron in white
satin.  While in that last store, I stumbled on a mode of attire that I had
never really considered, but seemed to be fun, so I dropped a large load
off my credit card in that department too! Panties and bras of almost every
color, baby-doll nighties and the rest of my stash almost filled the back
of my little SUV, as I headed back home, happy and full of anticipation.

     Over the next several months, I slowly and quietly converted the
upstairs bedroom into a little girl's fantasy room. Some nice pieces of
white, French provincial furniture with makeup table, a white canopy bed,
pink and white satin sheets, a pink satin comforter and a sheer pink and
whitecanopy for the bed.  And of course, the closets were jammed with
dresses and shoes.  I had little girl Mary Janes and impossibly tall 7"
heeled pumps that I could' even walk in, and lots of shoes in between. You
couldjust about name the sissy fantasy and I could live it! But still,
there was something missing. I was getting bored...

     About 6 months ago, I started reading sissy stories on these great
sites.  One was Fictionmania, another was called Storysite, but the one
with the most stories was Nifty Gay Café.  I now knew what was missing. I
needed someone to play with! BUT... after a very unsatisfying encounter
with an overpaid dominatrix and many failed attempts in the personal ads, I
was stumped.  In desperation and I must say, great curiosity, I set off for
the local adult bookstore. I wore my loosest, heaviest pullover and a pair
of jeans. That was for the world at large. Under it all, I wore a pair of
pink satin panties with little bows at the sides and ruffly lace at the leg
openings, a matching sissy training bra, lacy garter belt and white thigh
high stockings. Those were for me!

     After browsing the magazines, the toys, the video racks and the
personal ads on the wall, I was drawn to the movie booths. Ten bucks bought
my way in for an hour and I entered a new world. The room was H shaped,
with 40 private video booths lining the walls. I noticed that while some of
the doors were closed, a great many had men lounging on the door frames,
while they watched both the video in the booth and the other men in the
room. I was very conscious of my longish hair, shaved body and lingerie as
I made my way to a booth. At 5'5", I wasn't the smallest man I could see,
but I was nowhere near the largest. I stopped at the 5th booth and looked
inside. There was a video playing with the sound down low. On the video
were two women stripping. I pushed a red button over the screen and it
changed to a video of a man getting a blowjob from a very cute Asian
girl. A few more pushes got a few more videos, until I hit it the 5th or
6th time. Now, it had my full attention! On the screen was a man in a red
teddy, stockings and high heels, with his cock hanging out. His hands were
tied behind his back and he was on his knees, with another man's cock in
his mouth. What really had my attention was the look of sheer bliss on his
face. I was mesmerized.

     A moment or two later, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Jumping a little,
I turned and looked into the face of a man, who was looking at the screen
and then at me. He was about 6'2" tall, light brown hair, soft brown eyes
and sort of elegant looking. While the other men looked like truck drivers,
this one was wearing tan slacks, a dress shirt and a sweater vest, in some
soft expensive looking wool. He was shaved and now I noticed, wearing some
very nice cologne or after-shave. He finally looked me in the eyes and
asked me if this movie interested me. I gulped and nodded my head. He sort
of moved me into the booth, followed me in, and closed the door. I was
breathing very fast now and my mouth was as dry as a bone. He put both
hands on my upper arms and started rubbing me, caressing me! He ran one
hand over my back and when he felt the bra strap, he smiled and told me his
name was Mike. I stammered out my name was Ray.  "No," he smiled, "What is
your name when you wear your finery?"  "Melissa," I stammered, "or Missy."
He smiled again and lifted my pullover up to my chin. He smiled againand
began to unfasten my jeans. I felt like a doll, with no muscles to move.
As my pants fell around my ankles, he smiled again and looked me in the
eyes, "Missy, you are a very beautiful boy/girl and I would like to get to
know you, very well." I didn't know what to say and he went on, "I can see
you are very nervous, so I think this might be your first time. Is it?" I
nodded again.

     "Excellent!" he whispered in my ear and then as though it was the most
natural thing in the world, he kissed me.  I couldn't help it! I was
standing there with my boy clothes darn near off and my lingerie bared for
him to see and felt so alive that I kissed him back, wrapping my arms
around his neck, allowing his tongue to explore my mouth, his hands to roam
over my body. After a few minutes that felt like a few hours, he pulled
away from me and asked me to pull of my pants and to come with him. He told
me to walk out of the bookstore, turn to my left, and walk around to the
side of the building. There, I would see a silver car. He would wait a
moment and join me. I found a silver Lincoln and waited. A minute later, my
new friend joined me. Without a word, he opened my door and held it for me
like a lady.  He closed my door and got in the car himself. We drove about
5 minutes to a very nice coffee shop, where we talked for about an hour
about my "other self" and how it might fulfill two fantasies, his and
mine. I finally worked up the nerve, and invited him back to my little
house to show him where Missy lived.

       After we got to my house, I asked him to give me a moment and then
come up. I got to my upstairs girly room, lit a couple of candles and took
off my outer boy clothes, shaking like leaf, with both fear and
excitement. I put on a pair of baby pink patent pumps with 4 inch heels and
cute little ankle straps. I also pulled on a sheer pink negligee, brushed
my hair out a bit and spritzed on a little perfume. When I called
downstairs, I found Mike was at the bottom of the stairs, waiting like a
kid at Christmas! He bounded up the stairs and when he got into "Missy's"
room, he stopped dead. He just stood there, like a zombie. He turned all
the way around, just looking. Then, he looked at me and I stepped towards
him and this time, I started the kiss. He held me tight for the longest
time, then his hands began to roam all over me, tweaking my nipples through
the satin of my training bra, caressing my ass cheeks through my silky
panties, touching my hair and generally turning me on like I had never been
before!

     I slowly reached down and found his manhood and stroked it though his
slacks. Ever so slowly I unbuckled his belt and undid his zipper and slid
his pants to his knees. His cock was straining to get out of a pair of
black cotton bikini underpants, so I slid to my knees and obliged. I
couldn't believe how beautiful that cock was, or how wonderful it
smelled. I kissed the tip and ran my tongue up and down the shaft. I kissed
and licked the whole length of that cock and his balls for the longest
time.  It was only then that I really noticed he had shaved his cock and
balls! Finally, I took that gorgeous piece of flesh in my mouth and sucked
as much of it in as I could. He wrapped his hands behind me head and began
to gently fuck my mouth, each time forcing his cock a little deeper into my
throat, until the full 7 inches or so, was in my mouth. I really felt like
I was going to throw up and my jaws had a violent cramp. He saw my trouble,
pulled thick cock out of my mouth and gently helped me to my feet. "It's
okay, Missy darling," He cooed, "We have all the time we need to learn how
to love each other!" I almost fainted at those sweet words. He laid me on
my back on the bed and reached into a small gym bag he had carried up with
him. He reached in and brought out a pair of cloth strips with Velcro
closures, hooked to lengths of rope. I quickly realized that these were
restraints but for some reason, I wasn'tafraid.  He gently wrapped one
around each of my wrists and tied the ropes to the headboard. Then, he did
the same with my ankles. I was in lingerie, in a little girl's room, tied
spread eagle to the bed! Then, as a final touch, he reached in and came up
with small, thick, rubber cock, hooked to straps. He pushed the cock into
my mouth, filling itcompletely and hooked the straps behind my head. Bound
and gagged in lingerie! I just didn't get any better! He turned the radio
on to a soft jazz station and began to look in my drawers and the
closet. He had completely taken his clothes off now and I admired his slim,
toned body while he went through my most intimate, and secret,
things. Finally, he took out a black slip and draped it over my face so I
couldn't see. Then I felt the bed move a he got on with me.

     He kissed and caressed me and finally started kissing my cock though
the silky pink panties. He pulled the material aside and began sucking my
cock, sending wave after wave of pleasure running through my body! He
moistened a finger in his mouth and began to probe my virgin asshole with
it. It felt huge, but I relaxed as much as I could and he finally got a
finger in me. He rhythmically finger-fucked my ass while he sucked my cock
and in a few short moment, I came violently in his mouth! He slid up the
bed, removed the slip and removed my gag. He bent down and kissed me,
releasing my own cum into my mouth. I almost passed out with pleasure!
Then he released me and held and kissed me, telling me that I was a dream
come true for him. He asked me if I wanted to continue the relationship and
I about melted in his arms. He told me that he had a few fantasies that he
had held for many years, just waiting for the right playmate to come
along. He then asked me dress up in my little girl clothes for him. He laid
out a my black patent Mary Janes, a pair of lacy ankle socks, a pair of
pink rhumba panties with 4 rows of lace across the back. He then took my
pink satin sissy dress down, along with the pinafore and my
crinolines. "Would you please wear these for me?" he begged.

     I told him to put on my white satin dressing gown and go downstairs
for a few minutes and I would be happy to oblige. He put on my gown, and
quietly left the room. Madly I pulled off my "big girl" lingerie and began
to get dressed. I pulled on the ruffly socks and shoes and then I went to
my mirror. I quickly began to braid my hair into two little pigtails, with
little pink bows. I put on a little pink lipstick and then put on my
panties. As they slid up my smooth legs, I shivered in anticipation of what
was to come. Slowly I slid the crinolines over my head and then came the
dress. The smooth satin felt sooo good! I could feel the stiff crinolines
as then brushed the tops of my thighs and the smooth satin of my dress and
panties. I looked in the mirror and saw that every time I bent, even just a
bit, my panties would show under my finery. I was ready and called out to
Mike.

    "Don't call for Mike," he called softly up the stairs, "Call for
Daddy." "Daddy Dear," I called down, "I'm ready to go to the party now!"
He almost started crying when he saw me. Not that I make the most beautiful
girl, or anything, I was just what he wanted. He turned me around and
looked at me and touched me all over. He held my face in his soft hands and
told me that if the game got out of hand, or if he was going too fast, just
say STOP, or snap my fingers twice. I assured him that I never wanted to
have him stop! All of a sudden, he made like he had just seen my lipstick
for thefirst time! "Young lady," he sternly admonished, "How many times
have I told youthat 7 year-olds do not wear lipstick? You will have to be
punished!" He grabbed me by the arm and sat on the edge of the bed. He
draped me over his lap and I marveled at how strong he really was!  He then
proceeded to give me the first spanking I had received since I really was 7
or 8. It wasn't all that hard, but it was hard enough to make me cry for
real! He kept raining blows against my bottom until I was sure it was as
red as a beet! When he finally stood me up, all I could do was stand there
and cry. I was humiliated and turned on and confused and happy, all at the
same time. He then handed me the wrist restraints and told me to put them
on. He did the same with the ankle restraints. This time, he had me stand
at the foot of the bed and tied my ankles to the bed legs. He took a pillow
off the bed, laid it across the footboard and told me to bend over. He then
clipped the wrist restraints together and ran the ropes to the headboard.
He tied them off, and tied them tightly! Finally, he inserted the penis gag
back into my mouth. Again, I was gagged and bound by my lover.

    I was now bent over the foot of my very own sissy bed, with my legs
spread, and my pantied bottom in the air, this time dressed like a little
girl. Slowly, he began to rub my ass through my panties, and then he pulled
my dress and crinolines over my back and my panties down until they were
just barely off my ass. Another dip into his bag and cold slippery lube was
being applied to my ass! This was going far too fast, but Iwas very
confused and very, very, turned on! I looked to my left and could see the
whole thing in my mirror! "Daddy" was standing behind me, still in my satin
robe and I was a little girl, bound and gagged, waiting to be deflowered!

     The robe slipped to the floor, as his cock found my virgin ass.
Slowly he pushed into me, my whole body crying out in pain. Farther and
farther he pushed, until it felt like 7 feet of cock was in me, not just 7
inches! He stopped and waited until I calmed down and accepted the invasion
of my ass. Then, he started to fuck me, slowly at first, then picking up
speed, with his balls slapping my ass, my own cock grinding into the satin
pillow. With a loud groan, he finally came, filling my ass with his cum and
within a second or two, I came into the pillow. Slowly, "Daddy" pulled out
of me and what was once pain, became lonely and empty. He stood back and
looked at me, cum dripping out of my ass, trussed up a little girl.  "God,"
He sighed, "You are just so fucking beautiful! I don't ever want to turn
you loose, or leave you!"  Before he untied my restraints, or removed my
gag, he walked to my large white dresser, and pulled out the bottom
drawer. This was full of some things that I bought on my trip to New York,
but thought to be just a bit too kinky to wear.

     Daddy pulled out the thick, soft, cloth diaper, the powder, oversized
pink pins and the pink plastic panties. Out too came the lilac colored
satin panties that were made to go over the plastic panties, and the large
NUK pacifier with the lilac ribbon tied to the guard. Finally he found the
one thing that I was almost afraid he would find. A pair of lilac mittens,
with little locks on the wrists that would keep me from using my hands.  He
slowly pulled these mittens onto my hands, but I have to tell you that I
didn't fight very much.  I was learning that I loved being helpless, at
someone else's mercy. After they were on, and the little locks were clicked
shut, he untied my wrists and helped my stand up. He then left my legs
spread against the bed, and left me slobbering and trying to speak through
the huge ball penis still in my mouth. Slowly and lovingly, he removed my
dress, then untied my legs, and led me to the bed. There he pulled off my
panties, and gently powdered and diapered me. He pulled the plastic panties
up and snugged them into place, and followed them with the satin cover.
Finally he removed the gag from my mouth, after telling me not to talk. As
soon as I had worked my mouth to get rid of the stiffness, he kissed me,
and held me, never taking his mouth from mine. As he pulled back, he placed
the pacifier between my lips, and as I sucked it in, he gently tied the
ribbons behind my head. Now, helpless, diapered, and gagged with my pacier,
he held out my little nylon Barbie nightie for me to wear. I put it on, and
we climbed into bed together and had a wondeful nap, me and my lover, and
my new Daddy.