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A/N:

This story is completely fiction and any descriptions of characters similar to real persons are complete coincidence. The characters from this story were introduced in “Stairway Strip Game” but you don’t need to read that to follow this story.

I am once again following the suggestion I got on a previous story and warning any potential readers that I am Trans, and as a result, the main character in the story is a Trans Woman as well. I refuse to label this story as belonging to the “Transsexuals and Cross Dressers” because Transsexual is outdated and misleading and Trans Gender and Cross Dresser are not the same. If you are uncomfortable with reading about Trans Women, this isn’t for you. If you are, my description is in my bio as well as in “Around the Block”.

Thank you for reading and enjoy.

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In my fantasy…

I had to piss. I couldn’t wait any longer, I had to pee and my suitemate was fucking his girlfriend in our bathroom. So, what else to do? I went down the hall and into the Gender Neutral bathroom available to anybody.

I really had to go, I wasn’t thinking, but if I knew what would happen it wouldn’t have mattered…

I went in, pulled up my dress, yanked down my panties and sat down to piss…

This meant that not only had the door not finished closing, but it was unlocked as well… No sooner had it clicked shut than it was yanked open, causing me to pinch my legs together bursa escort as T laughed at me.

“Look at our little loser Jayla, risking exposure even just using the bathroom.”

“What a horny bitch, let’s give her a hand.” One of the girls held the door wide open while the other stepped further in.

“Take off your dress and spread your legs for the camera.” T had pulled my panties away from me and presumably had her phone aimed at me. I didn’t dare defy her, and I had a feeling this would get better if I just obeyed anyway. I pulled up my modest dark-pink dress and handed it to her, spreading my legs as I continued to piss from my semi-erect dick.

“That’s a good little bitch, when you’re finished, let’s get that bra off too.”

“That’s not all you’re gonna get from her is it T?”

“Of course not girl, you know I love degrading this loser.”

I finished several minutes later, I was fully erect by now, and I dutifully took off my bra and handed it to my current mistress. Once this was finished, I reached over to take a square of TP to wipe my tip with.

“So, how does it feel? To know that any moment anybody can walk through the hall and see you, completely naked, doing whatever humiliating task we want?”

I didn’t know how to answer. On the one hand, I was more turned on than I had ever been. I had had fun with these girls before and I knew that they would know how to handle me. At the same time, I was anxious bursa escort bayan beyond belief. If I got caught by the wrong people, this would surely mean expulsion, and possibly arrest.

What I didn’t know yet was that my captures were afraid of the same things and Jayla was actually only holding the door open a crack at this point, keeping a look-out for any unwanted attention.

I wouldn’t learn about this until everything was over, so as far as I knew our audience was not limited by the friends list on T’s phone.

“Bitch I asked you a question, you better answer.”

“I’m sorry mistress, it, it feels amazing.”

“You’re such a slut, I bet the threat of humiliation is all you need to cum, but we have more in mind.”

She walked over to Jayla, handing her the phone and returning to me. “Keep the camera off my face, but I want it to see everything else. You, get on your knees and greet your mistress with proper manners.”

I knew what she wanted; I got on my knees behind her and pressed my nose against her ass, trying to sniff it through her booty-shorts.

“Such a horny bitch, but you can sniff it better if you get my clothes out of the way, and I want the camera to know what a dirty slut you are.”

Permission given I pulled down the shorts, finding no panties underneath and sticking my nose deep in her crack…

“Now I know that’s not your favorite spot, do better.” I found her asshole and escort bursa pressed my nose against it, sniffing deeply. She giggled at this, and then gave me my next order.

“Now that’s better, I know you want to taste but first get back on the toilet.” Only seconds after I had finished sitting down she was sitting in my lap with her legs apart.

“Keep my lips apart and sit as far back as you can.”

I scooted back, pulling her pussy lips apart and rubbing her clit gently as I suddenly felt a warm stream of piss rush over my dick and into the toilet beneath us. Jayla burst into laughter as T pissed on me but that was nothing compared to the thunder received when T made me lick her clean from behind.

I dragged my tongue from the top of her pussy down to the bottom four times before she had me travel over her taint and into her ass…

“That’s it bitch, show everybody how much you worship my ass, clean it out and don’t stop till I clean the piss off your face with my cum.”

I did as she said and moments later her ass was replaced by Jayla’s.

“You know the drill, get licking loser.”

By the time I had finished my face was numb and my knees would be bruised for months, but I was happier than I had ever been.

“Now let’s go back to my room, stay on your hands and knees. If you’re lucky, you’ll get your dress back when we go to sleep.” I followed on my hands and knees, completely naked as they led me to their room and made me greet their suite-mates the same way I greeted them. Finally, at the end of the night, they told me that the door had been closed the entire time and that nobody new would see my acts of humiliation.

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