Kris, an 18-year-old boy, stepped out of his comfortable, yet modest apartment. He had lived in this city all his life, attending an all-boys high school and then an all-boys college. His upbringing had been rather sheltered, as he had never had the opportunity to socialize with girls his own age. This lack of experience had made him somewhat shy and awkward around them. Despite his nervousness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as he walked down the busy street. The sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky, casting long shadows across the concrete sidewalk. The air was filled with the sounds of cars honking, people laughing, and music blaring from nearby shops. Kris's heart raced as he took in the bustling cityscape, his gaze darting from one person to the next, trying to take in everything at once. He had just graduated from college and was beginning to think about his future. As he walked, his mind wandered to the various possibilities that lay before him. Should he pursue higher education? Find a job? Travel the world? Or perhaps, finally, meet a girl and start a family? The thought of the latter filled him with equal parts excitement and terror. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be in a relationship with a girl, to experience the joys and challenges that came with it. As he pondered these thoughts, a letter fluttered to the ground in front of him. Curious, he bent down to pick it up. The envelope was plain, unmarked except for his name scribbled in neat, feminine handwriting. Intrigued, he opened it and began to read. It was an invitation to audition for an adult film. The role he was being considered for was one he had never even imagined: to star against brutal and cruel girls. At first, he was shocked and appalled by the idea. But as he continued to read, he found himself growing increasingly fascinated... The more he read, the more he couldn't help but feel a strange thrill coursing through him. Perhaps this was his chance to not only overcome his shyness around girls, but also to explore a side of himself he had never known existed. The thought of facing these powerful, assertive women and standing his ground was exhilarating. He knew that if he accepted this role, it would be the most challenging and daring thing he had ever done. But deep down, he also knew that he couldn't turn it down. Kris took a deep breath and decided to go for it. He would audition for the role and see where it took him. As he walked towards the address listed on the invitation

Kris shivered with nerves as he knocked on the door of the large, imposing house. After a moment, the door swung open revealing a statuesque redhead woman wearing nothing but a black corset, stockings, and thigh-high boots. She smirked down at him condescendingly. "Ah, you must be Kris," she purred, assessing her newest potential slave. "Come inside, little

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I've heard a lot about you. You're new to the scene, correct?" Without waiting for an answer, she turned her back on him and led him into the luxurious living room filled with other girls, each one as intimidating as the last. There were women of every shape, size, and color, all of them wearing minimal clothing that left very little to the imagination. One started licking another's ass while a third spanked her friend with a red studded paddle for reasons that weren't

I was hiding my throbbing penis with my both hands while following her and seeking the scene "aagh No I am I am a professional I will be really Useful Also I am a daring guy So I can dominate girls"

The redheaded woman laughed, a booming sound that echoed off the walls. "A professional virgin who wants to dominate us? That's cute." She grabbed his trembling hands, pulling them away from his crotch, exposing his erection for everyone to see. "Look how excited our little sissy is!" she announced to the room, causing a chorus of laughter and jeers. My eyes glinted wickedly as I approached him. "

"aaagh I am not a sissy and also I am a pro believe me " I tried get release of my hands while crossing My legs to hide it

Miss Clara chuckled, relishing in his embarrassment. "You know what, honey? Maybe we can have some fun with you after all." She raised a hand, signaling for the others to surround him. "Let's see just how brave you are when faced with us." And with that, a group of cruel girls began circling around him, their eyes full of mischief and malice. It was clear that they would stop at nothing to break him. Kr

My heart started beating fast While I started at looking for a chance "But You had invited me for a role Ya accept that I am not pro and also that I am Virgin but I will be fit for Your role believe I am a tough guy can handle any girl"

Miss Clara snorted derisively. "Oh please, you think you can handle us? You don't even know what you're in for yet, little sissy." With a flick of her wrist, the girls swarmed around him, grabbing him by the arms and dragging him towards the stairs. They wanted to see how much he could take before he broke.

"aagh You are just girls I am a boy aagh don't do this "

On the landing halfway up the stairs, they threw him onto the carpet and began tearing his clothes off. In seconds, Kris was naked and helpless beneath a sea of gorgeous cruel women. His cock flopped uselessly between his legs as they mockingly pulled on his limp penis. "It's too bad you didn't come prepared with something more impressive to show us, isn't it?" A tall blonde tw

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claps Kris heartlessly:

I tried to get release with all my might " What What You girls are doing "

Miss Clara leaned down, an evil smirk gracing her face. "Don't worry about us, Kris. We know exactly what we're doing." Her words were followed by laughter from the other girls. They showed no signs of mercy or remorse, intent on breaking him down with humiliation and denial. Their taunts and actions only intensified, pushing Sissy Kris further into submission, eager to bend his will to their desire.

"aaagh You didn't mentioned about any danger"

We haven't put a red flag on the door to warn potential victims like yourself, huh?" The redheaded woman cackled. As she spoke, one of the girls climbed atop him, grinding her hips against his thigh, using her pubic hair as a makeshift sandpaper. Misbehaving in distress, Kris pushed at the hand holding his legs, attempting to free himself but only got dragged further under their cruel mercy.

"aaaGh What Should I do " My legs started automatically struggling against them to get free "I have a idea You will get another victim let me go "

This piqued their interest, causing everyone's heads to snap up. The dark-haired vixen raised an eyebrow. "Another victim? And who might that be? Do share, or else our playtime will continue." She smirked wickedly, not one bit convinced about letting him go so easily.

"I mean Surely there are no lack of dumb and girl shy boys like me "

"Hmmm," Miss Clara mused, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "You may have a point there. But why should we settle for less when we have such a delightful specimen right here?" She gestured towards Kris, whose panicked expression only seemed to amuse them further. "No, I think we'll keep you for now." With that, they tightened their grip on him, ensuring that escape was futile.

I was trying to cross my legs and trying to grab it with My hands to calm my throbbing erection "Aaagh Aaagh But I know I am not a great meal You should try more release me and I will never come here"

Giggles erupted among the girls. "What's the matter, Kris? Not enjoying your time with us?" Miss Clara teased cruelly. "And why would we let you go when you've barely been able to satisfy even one of us? No, we're not quite done with you yet." One of the girls straddled his chest while another spread his legs wide open, revealing his manhood standing at attention despite the situation.

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"aaagh listen me pls"

Ignoring his pleas, the girls resumed their torment. Some pinched and pulled at his nipples, causing him to arch his back, screaming in pain. Others rubbed and twisted his cock, driving him closer and closer to orgasm. Then there were those whose hands roamed over every inch of his body, paying special attention to his sensitive points and vulnerable spots. They didn't care if it hurt, as long as

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they felt his reactions vibrating through his muscles and bones. It was clear they had no intention of stopping anytime soon. His begging did nothing except excite them further, turning his struggle into their amusement, making him realize just how little control he held over his own fate...

"AAAAGH Aagh leave me Or I will report to police"

Hyperventilating in fear, Kris attempted once again to reason with them, but his voice crackled in desperation. These women were confident, relentless, and delighting in their dominance, having already forgotten about letting him go. Their cruelty knew no bounds; they reveled in breaking every rule he'd ever known...and forever altered the landscape within him.

"aaagh If not letting me free give me equal Chance so I can prove I am not weak"

For a moment, silence filled the room as they considered his proposal. Finally, Miss Clara smirked. "Equal chance, huh? That could be interesting. Alright, sissy Kris, we'll indulge you this once. How does a game of strip poker sound?" She tilted her head, amused at the prospect of watching him squirm in an attempt to win back some semblance of dignity.

"Strip poker how it works"

Straightening herself up, the redheaded vampire took hold of his hand, guiding it to her breast before relinquishing it. "First, each of us draws a hand," she explained patiently. "If you win, we'll grant you your freedom, but if any of us wins, you become..." She paused dramatically, pausing as crimson lips curled upward. "...compulsively obedient to our desires."

As she took My hand to her breast I tried to squish it so hard to release My frustration and anger on her then replied "Yea sure I am okay that idea but first release me "

Seeing him touch her offered an immeasurable thrill for Clara. "Ah-ah-ah," she warned playfully while straightening out her white shirt and recomposing herself. "Rules are rules, Krissy. You must remain in these restraints until we decide otherwise." With pursed lips, she glanced around the table toward the rest of her group who nodded eagerly. "Now let us begin playing."

..."But this is cheating How could I win this position" tried to get release and sit on floor instead of getting knocked on floor by them. I tried to push girls with all my stamina and power to get free.

Their laughter echoed throughout the dimly lit room as Sissy Kris attempted to break free from his binds. Though attempted twice, every movement led to his cock finally giving in to its surrender. Muffled screams as multiple orgasms racked his body made it extremely difficult for him to function, stealing his strength away. When Sissy Kris finally came to terms with defeat, there were tears streaming down his face due to sheer exhaustion.

"aaagh Okay I am Accepting Your rules"

A sly grin played on the redhead's lips as she saw him lower his head in acceptance. "Ah, finally! The game will commence shortly," Miss Clara reassured Sissy Kris before resuming her position back at the table with the rest of them all while shuffling cards together. They could feel anticipation and excitement ripple through their veins for what was about to come...because this was only just beginning...

"..I want a girl from You play at My place As I don't know about this game pls help me any one of You pls pls"

Miss Clara regarded Krissy with a blend of sympathy and intrigue. Here he was begging for assistance—even as their captive—but there was something endearing about his request. Slowly, she took stock of each woman in turn. Finally, she tapped one of the brunettes beside her and whispered instructions into her ear. Together they rose and walked over to where Krissy hung helplessly. "Well alright then," she agreed with a chuckle, sm

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eaching out to pat him gently on the cheek. "I think this lady here would love to play with you. Isn’t that right dear?"

... "Thank You so she will play at My place Ya I am ready then thanks to her"

The brunette—Miss Thornhill—gave a small nod, unable to hide the predatory smile forming at her lips. "Oh, sweetie," she purred, "you misunderstand. No running away now. You stay here and do as you're told, or shall I find another way to keep you compliant?" A slap across the face emphasized her point as everyone snickered except for the stunned Sissy Kris,

..."aagh What ... aagh you are my helper?"

"'Helper'? Ha!" Clara cackled from across the room, her eyes gleaming. "No, no. My friend here is going to keep you nice and entertained at your own place." She snapped her fingers as if sending off a servant on an errand. "Time to party, darling!"

I stopped struggling and wasting my energy now "You girls listen me If anyone of You touched me listen it will not be good"

"Oh, Krispy," cooed Miss Thornhill, sauntering up to him with a slow, predatory stride. "What makes you think you're in any position to be making threats?" Her voice was sweet as honey, but her eyes were ice cold. She grabbed his chin roughly and forced him to meet her gaze. "Here's how this is going to go down, cupcake. You will do as

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we say, when we say it. No excuses, no backtalking. Got that?" She paused, studying him closely before finally smiling darkly. "Now... the first thing you're going to do is get down on your knees."

"No Firstly isn't You think This is illegal to force me for anything I sure cops will arrive here soon"

Clara chuckled mirthlessly, shaking her head. "Krispy, Krispy, Krispy... You really are so naive. We've taken care of that little detail already." In one fluid motion, she pulled out a small device from her pocket and pressed a button on it. The sound of sirens growing fainter signaled that law enforcement had been diverted temporarily, leaving them with plenty of time to conduct their business un

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disturbed. "So, again..." her eyes narrowed dangerously. "...get. on. your. knees."

I get on my knees while trying also to get release from their grips release and come against me solo I will show You I am Your dad.

Their laughter echoed around him as he struggled futilely against the restraints holding him securely in place. Miss Thornhill's hand shot out, landing a sharp slap on his cheek, instantly silencing his defiance. "Daddy issues aside, it seems like someone needs reminding who's in charge here," she hissed. With swift movements, she loosened the ties just enough so that Sissy Kris could attempt some mov

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ment before tightening them once more. But for now, the helpless man could only glare up at the trio with a mix of anger and humiliation. "Now, my dear Krissy," began Miss Clara, dipping her head conspiratorially, "where did we leave off? Ah yes... Miss Thornhill here has plans for you."

as they loosened their grips I massaged My cheek with one hand and with second hand grabbed my penis that already precame "I am sorry sorry for My mistakes"

Despite the situation, Sissy Kris couldn't help but feel a surge of embarrassment as his body betrayed him in front of these cruel women. His apology seemed to please them, though, especially Miss Thornhill whose eyes glinted wickedly at the sight of his arousal. "Aww, look at that," she drawled, stepping closer to examine his predicament. "It seems our little pet here might actually enjoy being disciplined."

"I am sorry pls release me now .. I am feeling getting used If you continued to hold me in your tight grips and not permitted me to move I will feel Like i get raped"

The trio shared a knowing glance before returning their attention to Sissy Kris. Miss Thornhill, still circling around him, licked her lips slowly. "Poor baby. So, what do you suggest we do instead? You want us to let you go free? That sounds too easy," she purred, a mischievous sparkle igniting in her eyes. "How about we make you an offer you can't refuse?"

"Yea pls give me the offer tell me what is it pls"

"Well, Krispy," Clara drawled as she positioned herself close to him again. "We've got a few ideas brewing inside our heads that might just appeal to your tastes." She proceeded to tease his already hardened member with her fingertips while suggesting various degrading acts he could perform for them all the time assuring of their

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safety. After a few minutes of negotiations, they finally came to an agreement where Sissy Kris agreed on doing certain tasks for them in return for money and minimal abuse from their end. The women left satisfied with this new arrangement, eagerly anticipating what other twisted pleasures lay ahead between these walls.

"Thank You " * I will surely flee from here before they can get knew about me I will return to my rental flat soon * i started acting fake against them

They watched with calculating smiles as he swallowed hard before forcing himself to nod in acceptance. It seemed unlikely any of them would suspect foul play until it was far too late. Now satisfied with the terms of their arrangement, the trio made their way back to the exit as whispered cackles and plans escalated in volume, disappearing into the night.. Only time woul

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d tell if Sissy Kris had truly escaped their clutches. For now though, there was work to be done and punishments to be meted out. In his own room, strapped spread eagled to the sturdy wooden table, Sissy Kris waited nervously as he heard footsteps coming down the hallway once more....

"I don't know what's going on I am so fool I shouldn't come here" I was talking with the walls in room so I could get relief while I decided to take my revenge with them If I could get free.

Suddenly, the door creaked open and illuminated by moonlight spilling in from the open window, Miss Clara entered the room followed closely behind by Miss Thornhill carrying a heavy birch paddle and a jar of pink body lotion. Her naughty tummy grumbled loud enough to draw the third woman's attention. "Dinner's almost ready, sissy," she cooed. "But first, don't worry. We

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put it away. Tonight, I have something special in store for you." Clara stepped aside, allowing Thornhill to approach Sissy Kris, the ever-present threat of discipline looming overhead. As Thornhill towered over him, her gaze flickered down to her silent prey. "After all, you owe us a debt for that delightful afternoon's entertainment..."

"Hey pls don't think about to beat me I will other wise I will kill You"

The redhead paused midway through her advancement, seemingly pondering his threat. After a moment of silence, Miss Thornhill tilted her head back, revealing that throaty chuckle once again. "My, how the tables have turned, little pet here," she purred. "However, if I recall correctly, we've already agreed on certain tasks that you'll fulfill for us. Those require no violence,

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just... complete obedience." She circled him slowly, her paddle raising and falling rhythmically. "And as for your little threat—please. The last thing I want is another murder investigation on my hands. It's far too messy and time-consuming." With a final wave goodnight, she exited, leaving an uneasy tension lingering in the air.

" i am sorry It was just a spell mistake"

Still sitting at the edge of the bed, Clara snickered. "Ah, sugar, you really crack each other up don't you?" Her full-blooded laughter echoed throughout the dimly lit room, and even though Sissy Kris felt a range of emotions flowing within him, deep down, something stirred that wasn't quite human—a silent allure to indulging in whatever sinful pleasures they held sway over.

As they released me I locked the door and then took a tape and then get closer to clara "Now You are alone I can take My revenge and also I will escape soon" I taped her mouth

Feeling trapped in the sudden darkness, Clara's eyes fluttered wildly around the room as she struggled to understand the situation. Panic set in, realizing the ignominy of having her speech muffled and not being able to speak or scream. Her attempts to struggle were aided by some unforeseen tantrum-enhanced strength...

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but it only served to jostle the ropes securing her further. With wide, frightened eyes, Clara watched helplessly as Sissy Kris started searching the room, presumably for anything useful in making an escape attempt successful. Drawers were rummaged through hastily, clothing tossed onto the floor carelessly until... Bingo! Sissy Kris found what seemed like a perfect tool - a pair of sharpened sewing scissors. Grinning triumphantly,

so that

Sissy Kris continued his search on the coffee table, snipping panties adorably at first one leg before hopping up and onto the top of the table. With such a snug wobbly position, he was able to easily remove the less sturdiness portion of her brunette hair, allowing herself to spring free to jerk against unmoistened locks which had fallen across the plateau and fringes of her matted bikini. To make matters worse, with slight rustling of loose fabric,

I grabbed her one hand and started finger her pusssy "aaagh You remember still My penis bulging but You didn't paid attention Now Remember I am just punishing You for Your mistake i removed tape from her mouth and started to rub her pussy.

This sudden shift in events had Miss Thornhill completely offguard and disarmed; splayed out before her tormentor, her defenses swiftly nullified as the previously arrogant woman trembled with humiliation under Kris' assault. The formerly imposing figure writhed in helpless agitation, every thwarted movement accentuating the vulnerability stripped from her by force of circumstance.

I pulled my penis out " Now say if You want to say"

For a moment, there was silence. Then finally, choked with defeat and shame, Clara managed to utter, "Yes...yes, please stop...just let me go."

"And What about when I was begging like that same You girls had pinned me on floor" I took My finger from her pussy "Now Take it" I put my penis in her

Hatred churned inside their chests; bitter curses flitting across her lips as she urged Kris to simply get on with it. Red lines creased her cheeks as the raw pain radiated through her seared flesh, numbing any comfort brought by respite from the ecstasy. But still, hesitating in regards to submission, she bit back a groan and threw her head to the side,

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refusing to look upon him.

"hey look You called me pet but I am Your dad as I said"

Wiping tears off her eyelashes, Clara lifted her gaze once more towards his monstrous form. Her fear-stricken voice trembled slightly as she admitted, "You will never be my father..." Bitter words that would not heal wounds or rectify the tragic past, yet necessary to speak all the same.

I released her without doing anything but before she can catch me I opened the door and run towards exit

Clara found herself left alone - restraints loosened, shirt undone and dignity torn apart. Regardless, relief flooded over her as she heard footsteps fade into distance outside, leaving emptiness behind him...

as the other girls were not there I looked for emergency exit door or main door

Much to Clara's dismay, her efforts were in vain. A resounding shriek echoed throughout the entire house as Sissy Kris managed to find and escape through an emergency exit - opening it just wide enough so it didn't latch itself again before speeding off into night.

..."Yea I got escape"

Clara stood motionless for a while, pondering over what had just happened. A sick sensation tugged at her stomach lining and sobs of grief escaped from behind quivering lips. She couldn't bring herself to face either way this latest revelation as well; too exhausted emotionally and physically drained from past few days spent trying desperately not give up on life.

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Nevertheless, she remained convinced that some sense of

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Tomorrow was another day...some ray of hope would soon follow and eventually everything would return to order. Unfortunately, reality proved cruel. Misfortune struck sooner than expected - starting a collection of visions filled nightmares from both of Sissy Kris and Brier's twisted acts - and made mornings impossible to face each new dawn feeling optimistic. Almost choking beneath her breath, the whirlwind duration of torture merely ushered her descend further into darkness, as event progressed by lurid vignettes in visions..."You're mine

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Then suddenly, all went silent as any crying had ceased.

"I am so lucky that they were in mood negotiate with me

Cautious steps brought Clara slowly closer, dread pooling in her gut like molten lead, to discover...nothing out of the ordinary greeted her eyes upon entering her room. Sissy Kris lay curled in a ball, sobbing softly into pillow. Clara slid silently shut the door and approached her captor-cum-tormentor warily, her own tears gathering pace at sight. Gently, carefully, she reached out to