Wearing just a pair of 4” mules and a t-shirt that read “Pussy Riot rocks’ Lorena stood at the sink in the camper cleaning the sex-toys they had used the day and night before. It felt delightfully feminine to have her petty ass exposed. She knew her tongue had pleased Wilma...swirling and licking…. kissing and probing...worshiping at the alter of the vagina of Wilma as best she could if anything it only made Lorena want one of her own even more.
In the background she could hear her woman on the phone conducting business.
“The banking and telecomm sector will lead the flight to quality, lets get me out of the tech stocks until there is a correction. I also need you to check to make certain the liability shield is in place on that insurance deal I am working on.”
It reminded Lorena her position in the relationship was one of a more domesticated approach free of important decisions best left to a talented woman like Wilma. A smile on her face she brought her Domina her coffee before slipping into the shower.
Phone in hand Wilma walked outside to finish the conversation with her financial advisor. It the distance she could see the puff of smoke likely from another camper around the bluff.
The 3” cork heeled shoes went well with the ‘Daisy Duke’ look of shorty shorts and mid-rift cropped white blouse Victoria wore. The t-girl had no idea today would be a lesson in frightfulness.
Jessica, Andrea and Kendra watched as Maria cautioned her son and his gay lover Biff. A motherly kiss sent them on their way to the other side of the lake with the knowing they spend the over night with just the two of them camping in a tent before meeting back up the next day.
You going to take a walk with us Maria?”
“No you go ahead I’ll just enjoy the solitude.”
Victoria walked a little ahead on the path through the forest thick with trees, every so often she would turn back to see Jessica, Andrea and Kendra falling a little behind. The last time she looked back she didn’t see any of the three. The wind blowing through the trees the silence one only finds in the woods soon the noises of the wild were scaring her.
A shout using their names went unanswered yet she walked on. Up ahead she could see the light giving appearance to a clearing. Using small scared steps at first she made a dash for the opening. The emotions she now had as a female hormone laden gurl were so different then when she was just a male. Thin, delicate, light framed masculine muscles replaced with weaker feminine ones gave her the feeling she wouldn’t be able to protect herself should danger show itself. It was exactly what Mistress DLC wanted her to feel. The days of male bluster replaced with heightened feminine emotions in a submissive t-girl.
Scared Victoria made a run for the clearing oh so close she stepped to the side a touch to avoid some nasty looking pile of leaves and gunk only to find her self being lifted up higher in the air in some kind of web of ropes. The piece swayed back and forth hung from a tree’s thick branch.
“Jessica….Andrea…Kendra please ….please help…..oh what am I going to do if they don’t hear me…what if some hunter thinks I’m his catch?....Jessica….Andrea….Kendra…yoooo hoooo…help…goodness me what if there is animals here ……I’ve never been taken with forests in the wild I'm a city gurl.….help...someone help.”
Off in the distance the three watched through a small gap in the trees.
“Oh the poor thing…how long until we let her see us?”
“Just long enough for her to realize she is a helpless t-gurl terrified at the prospect of being alone now.”
Andrea asked .
“What if she had gone through the other way?”
“There is a catch-all there too.”
The more Victoria struggled the more the piece swayed back and forth creating a sense of futility.
The outfit making her look like little red hiding hood Lorena smiled nervously at her Domina Wilma as she held the basket.
“You say there is a clearing with a bunch of flowers in the opening Maam….and I should fill up my picnic basket and bring some back to have put in a vase for when we eat lunch?”
“Yes dear…remember what Little Red Riding hood felt like….you don’t want to get lost in the woods and get eaten by the big bad wolf.”
The way the woman said it scared Lorena.
“Off you go now…just a gurl in the woods….are you going to be a big gurl or a little scaredy-cat of a t-girl?”
Lorena felt her nipples firm up in the lightweight bra on feeling a band of unsettling feminine emotions.
Wilma tied the string near the neck letting the red satin hood of the cape piece rest in back. A pair of 3” cork heels on Lorena wore an upper-thigh red sleeveless brushed cotton mini-dress. A brief tug at the hem Lorena smiled walking away as though headed to ‘GrandMa’s house’.
Giving her a minute or so head start Wilma covered her flank as she walked near parallel some 60 feet behind and to the left. The path turned bring her deeper into the woods as far as she could tell it was the only path Lorena could take. Smiling Wilma hid behind a cluster of bushes squatting down making some animal noises she had learned from her grandmother.
Lorena turned on hearing them feeling herself grow a little more scared to be there alone. Careful in her steps she continued on down the path.
Maria’s son Trey knew early on he ‘was different’. By his teens he was openly gay and at the age of 24 in art school the lad found himself smitten with another male his age. Biff the more dominant of the two had jumped at the chance to go camping as they walked along alone they looked up to see a small waterfall producing a rainbow in its mist.
“Hey Trey lets do in…it’ll be fun to go skinny-dipping. Here turn a little I’ll help you slip out of your shorts and top.”
Biff couldn’t resist the moment Treys naked butt pressed against him he let his hands roam down the smaller body of his lover. Reaching forward from behind his hands cupped the ball-sac while he stroked the cock of Trey. Biff spun him around so the two could kiss. Trey slid his hand onto Biff’’s stiff member upside down the fingers tugged and pulled enjoying the feeling of it getting hard in his grip.
The smaller Trey dropped to his knees one hand resting on Biff’s stomach his mouth slid onto the cock. Pouting his lips he slid them along the stiff shaft. His thumb and forefinger held the cock to the side as he let his tongue lick at the balls.
“Trey get on all fours.”
Smiling knowing what was coming Trey took up the position. Slick with lube he felt the cock enter it was enough to make him lift up slightly and arch his back. Biff’s strong arms had his hands hold Trey by his wrists. In and out the piece of male meat slid. Right it off to raging hormones yet Trey knew it wouldn’t be long before Biff came. The cock seized up with Biff pulling it out to let the warmness of his 6” press on the lower back above Trey’s butt cheeks.
Trey just loved it when he felt each spurt land on his smooth back. Biff lifted Trey letting his arm hold across his lover’s chest. His hand slid onto Trey’s cock and started to stroke it. His head dipped as Biff teased the neck of his male lover with kisses. The thinner of the two Trey’s hands held onto the thick muscled arm across his body. Another minute or so he felt it coming.
“Oh Biff, oh Biff….yessss make me squirt….ohhhhh yesssss….ohhhh eeeewwww.”
Trey shot his cream out caring little for where it landed.
Swaying side ways in the hanging rope confinement Victoria thought she heard a voice humming. Her hands clutched at the webbing while she twisted to see. A basket in the crux of her arm at the elbow Lorena’s ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ look was an odd sight for Vickie to see.
Lorena stopped in the clearing her hand went up to cover her mouth when she saw Victoria. Her picnic basket falling to the ground one step was all it took before she too lifted off collected in a bundle of reinforced rope that resembled a web.
Wilma stepped forward startled to see her Lorena lifted off the ground. Just then Jessica, Kendra and Andrea came into the clearing from the other side.
It took a few minutes to get the two down yet the woman and the 3 Cd’s soon exchanged greetings. It was Victoria that commented to Lorena that they each had the very same cork heeled shoes. A moment of t-girl bonding each felt the need to kiss the other. Ten minutes later the group was back at Jessica’s campsite introducing Maria to Wilma and Lorena.
As the t-girls undressed to go swimming naked they discovered they both had the same lower back tattoo’s declaring them selves to be ‘DLC owned’
Wilma put a text into her friend Dominatrix Camille watching the t-girls frolicking in the water she wrote.
“To think he once was a male yet you Mistress DLC gave the Lady what she wants.”
“and needs Wilma….for some of my gurls it takes time for them to learn …..their future is female.