Fucked sissy femboy in a bondage on the wall

Title: The Sordid Tale of the Sissy Femboy in Bondage

In the quiet suburban neighborhood of Willowbrook, a sinful secret lurked behind closed doors. The house on Maple Street held a hidden room, a dungeon of depravity where a young trans femboy, Kai, found himself bound in shibari bondage, his naked flesh displayed like a work of art.

Kai was a skinny, petite creature, barely eighteen. His soft, white skin was a canvas for the intricate knots and ropes crafted by his dominant partner, Nekokuny. Kai’s tiny tits were bound tightly, nipples hard and erect from the restraints. His smooth, hairless pussy was on full display, lips glistening with arousal. His wrists and ankles were tied with rope, suspending him like a living marionette, his body arched and exposed.

The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls. Nekokuny stood before Kai, admiring his handiwork. The older, dominant male was a stark contrast, his muscular body covered in tattoos, his uncut cock already hardening in his sweatpants. Nekokuny circled Kai, running rough hands over his silky skin, pinching his nipples harshly.

“Such a pretty little sissy,” Nekokuny growled. “So eager to please, aren’t you?”

Kai whimpered, his face flushed with shame and desire. “Y-yes, Master. I’ll do anything for you.”

Nekokuny grinned wickedly, his hand sliding down to grope Kai’s ass. “Empty promises, little fuck toy. Let’s see if you can back them up.”

Kai shivered as he felt Nekokuny’s fingers probing his tight hole. It had only been a few weeks since Kai started transitioning from male to female with hormones, and his body was still adjusting. The sensation of being penetrated was strange and overwhelming, but with each push of Nekokuny’s fingers, Kai felt a rush of heat between his legs.

Nekokuny spat on his fingers, wetting them before thrusting two inside Kai’s tight pussy. “Relax, slut. You need to learn to take cock like a good little femboy.”

Kai moaned, his muscles clenching around Nekokuny’s probing digits. The older male fingered him roughly, spreading his tight walls to prepare him for what was to come. Kai’s breathing became ragged, his pulse pounding in his ears. He could feel his cock starting to harden, a shameful erection betraying his turn-on.

Nekokuny pulled his fingers out, leaving Kai’s hole gaping and slick with spit. He reached for the leather paddle hanging on the wall, a sadistic glint in his eye. “Time to teach you a lesson, little sissy. You may be a femboy, but you’re still a dirty little boy at heart.”

Kai gasped as the first blow landed across his ass, the leather stinging his delicate skin. He tried to squirm away, but the ropes held him firm. Nekokuny continued to paddle his ass, reddening the pale flesh with each harsh smack. Kai sniffled, tears streaming down his face, but he could feel his cock throbbing with each impact.

After a few minutes of brutal paddling, Nekokuny tossed the toy aside and quickly stripped off his sweatpants. His thick, uncut cock sprung free, a trickle of precum already leaking from the tip. He grabbed Kai’s hips in a bruising grip, lining himself up with the young femboy’s dripping entrance.

“Take it, you little fuck-meat,” Nekokuny snarled. “Take my cock like the sissy slut you are.”

With one swift thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in Kai’s tight heat. Kai let out a strangled moan, his eyes rolling back as he was stretched and filled like never before. It was so much, too much, but his body craved it, his aching pussy clenching around Nekokuny’s girth.

Nekokuny set a brutal pace, fucking into Kai’s hole with abandon, his heavy balls slapping against the femboy’s sore ass. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, mixing with Kai’s whimpers and Nekokuny’s groans of pleasure.

“Yes, fuck, take it, you dirty little crossdresser,” Nekokuny panted. “Milk my cock like a good little sissy.”

Kai gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his own climax. He didn’t want to finish without permission, to disappoint his dominant partner. But the sensation of being used, being fucked and degraded, was too much. With a high-pitched keen, he came untouched, his cock spurting watery, feminine juices all over the floor.

Nekokuny growled, feeling Kai’s hole spasming desperately around him. He pounded harder, chasing his own release. With a roar, he buried himself deep and came, flooding Kai’s insides with his thick seed. The femboy let out a shuddering moan, clenching and milking Nekokuny’s cock for every last drop.

Afterwards, Nekokuny pulled out, watching with satisfaction as his cum dripped out of Kai’s abused hole. He reached down and collected some on his fingers, shoving them into Kai’s mouth. “Clean up, slut. Taste what a sissy you really are.”

Kai dutifully sucked Nekokuny’s fingers clean, tasting the musky salt of their mixed essences. His body ached, his pussy raw and sore, but he felt a deep sense of satisfaction. He was exactly where he belonged – tied up, collared, and claimed as Nekokuny’s dirty little femboy fucktoy.

And so their twisted affair continued, in secret, behind the walls of Maple Street. Kai, the young trans sissy, and Nekokuny, the dominant male who loved to degrade him. Bound by rope, by Shared shame, and by the dark, carnal pleasures they enacted in their little den. A secret that would remain just that – a sordid tale told only in the shadows.