”Immediately, the band started again and when the house lights finally came on an hour and a half later, the whole venue seemed mentally and physically exhausted.I got a couple of extra soundbites from the crowd as they shuffled towards the exit before knocking my beer back and heading backstage. I flashed my press card at the security and told them I was with The Times and was there to interview Ki.“Nae bother, hen. Follow me.”I was led backstage and after the security guy had stuck his head inside the door, I was invited to go on in.Up close, Ki was stunningly beautiful and I felt myself gasp slightly when she turned her head and smiled politely at me. Ki had removed the baseball jacket midway through the third song and up close, the little black bralette allowed a clear view of her nipples through the sheer material. She was rubbing her hair with a towel and I had a momentary flashback of my girlfriend earlier as I dried my hair. I felt my knickers dampen and had to silently scold. He again pushed in his finger and by this time it was easily going in. He added a second. I was lost in lust even as a young sissy boy. He pulled them out and the sudden emptiness saddened me. Then there was a real sharp pain. I felt something much bigger that his finger pressing into me. He was rubbing my butt and whispering how wonderful it felt. He was telling me how beautiful I was. This he said was what sissy was meant to do, offer their body completely to their master. I so wanted to do that that I just had to bear with the stinging and please him. I needed to show him I was a good little sissy by giving him my body for his pleasure he would see and believe it. It took what seemed like hours but soon I felt his dick hairs against my butt. He was leaning over kissing my back. He kept saying over and over how hot it was inside me and how wonderful I was. He then said I was truly and without any question the best sissy he’d ever fucked.He only got it all the way in when I felt it.
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