Tranvestite In Trouble Part 2

How could i have been so stupid?

Here i was, trapped by a guy twice my size and weight, dressed as a sexy secretary, just as he'd asked me, kneeling on this filthy floor, with his solid 8" cock buried deep in my mouth, gagging me.

Andrew was clearly loving acting out his scenario, with his submissive tranny slut, his eyes were bulging from his head. his hips were pumping, back and forth, litterally fucking my mouth, fucking my face.

i could taste the pre cum oozing from him, so much, i'd had to swallow loads, but i could feel it running down my chin, onto my chest. Still.....he couldn;t possibly keep this up. he was clearly ready to blow his load....he'd cum soon, this would be over.

He pulled his cock from my mouth....startling me back into the reality of this situation. "did you bring them?" he asked. "Bring what?" I blurted
he grabbed me by the hair, yanking me back to my feet, and pushed me back against the wall, my head struck the wall, dazing me.
He bent over and picked up my clutch bag from the floor, I must have dropped it in the struggle.

again he grabbed my hair and pushed me over to the filthy mattress in the corner of the room, pushing me over onto it, i fell onto my bum, looking at him. He emptied my bag next to me. All the time, his huge hard cock, standing strong from his unzipped trousers. I knew what was in my bag.......I felt like crying.

During our emails, andrew had pleaded with me to act out another part of his fantasy. Eventually I had agreed, In my bag I had a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs, a chastity device, and a ball gag, as well as a small tube of lube.

"Please Andrew" I Begged "Not here....not like this.....we can still go back to your place....I promise, I'll be good" I was stalling.....I glance over my shoulder at the CCTV camera.....It had rotated and was again focused on us.

"Stand up" He said...I struggled to my feet....my knees hurt from kneeling on the concrete floor.