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Yeah its been a couple months since my last good ass pounding. I've been busy at work but just couldn't stop thinking about cock today. Time to visit my favorite bathhouse, Steam 1. I get there and it is pretty empty. Found an older guy and sucked on his dick for a little while but I really wasn't into it. I rented a room and went back there and watched porn on my phone. The secret is to keep your door open and jerk off. I was playing with myself with my panties down by my ankles, wearing a cute short skirt and some stockings when a man walked in and stuck his cock in my face. I proceeded t… Read more

Oh some days I just can't control myself. I love it when random unknown men use me. I can't help myself. I know this sex store in the trashiest part of the great Vancouver area. Its dirty, there is a homeless shelter next door, there are prostitutes all over. The store smells of sex. There is a theatre there with 4 areas. One screen shows lesbian porn, the next is gay, the final two in the back have tranny porn and straight porn. There are cheap plastic chairs and glory holes in all the walls. Its nasty and so are the men that go there. I walked in wearing a plain shirt and a plaid skirt. Cut… Read more

my BDSM score :) == Results from bdsmtest.org == 100% Rope bunny 95% Non-monogamist 93% Submissive 75% Pet 70% Experimentalist 69% Slave 67% Voyeur 64% Exhibitionist 62% Primal (Prey) 46% Ageplayer 42% Boy/Girl 42% Degradee 37% Brat 33% Masochist 24% Vanilla 1% Switch… Read more

March 10th, 2019… Here I am, in my dimly lit room getting dressed in my body shaper (yes, I need to lose a few pounds), plaid skirt and stockings… make up… check… apply lipstick… check. I open the door, dressed for success. God, I feel like a slut already, but some days that itch is unbearable and today I couldn’t take it anymore. I walked down the hall at my favorite bathhouse here in BC Canada. I can already feel the eyes upon me as I walk down the hall to the fountain. Techno beats fill the air, along with the moans I can hear from behind closed doors. Men wearing nothing but towels are ev… Read more

So, I’ve been asked by a couple of people about how I came to be who I am… My story. I am a pretty boring person for the most part, but here it goes… I have always wanted to be a girl from my very first memories. I guess when I was a toddler, I would try to wear my mothers clothing. This made my parents panic because they were scared that they had a ‘transvestite’ boy. Call me what you want, I won’t change who I am because of labels that others give me. My early years were not pleasant. My father is / was a violent man and is opposed to anything LGBTQ. I remember getting a doll as a present o… Read more

So I went to my favorite bathhouse the other day, needless to say you know what happened :) (no the pic isn't me)… Read more

OK, this one took me awhile to get up the courage to write. After the following encounter, a man forced me behind a booth and was far too rough, when I let him know that this was not what I wanted, he told me that I deserved it for showing up here dressed the way I was. For around 15 minutes he groped me as he held me down. He became rougher when he couldn't 'get it up'. He kept telling me what a piece of crap I was and how he was going to drag me home and force to perform sex acts on him... I am sure that if he could have gotten an erection, he would have ****d me. Probably one of the mo… Read more

Hello again... it was just one of those days... I was feeling that itch, so it was time to head back to steam 1 for a good pounding. I needed it badly and was hoping for many eager cocks to find their homes inside me. I got my room and barely got dressed when my regular Indian man knocked on my door. I let him in and he kissed me and quickly shut the door. His towel dropped to the ground and he stood their exposed to me. Well what was a sissy supposed to do? He passionately kissed me. On my neck, ears, lips. I reached down and began to stroke him. He immediately went hard. Push… Read more

Weekdays at steam 1 can be hit or miss. Some days there are plenty of guys, other days, dead. Today was a good day. I got a good room this time, one just near the showers and sauna. I prefer these rooms because there is a lot of traffic. Good 'fishing' grounds :) I walk to the toilets and 'prep' myself... cleanliness is a virtue here. I walk back with my head lowered. I can always feel all the men staring at me. I unlock my door and crawl onto the bed. To be perfectly honest, I often almost fall asleep when I get on these beds. They don't look it, but they are damn comfortable.… Read more

Here I go again... I always have this fear and anticipations as I walk down the dark stairs at the steam 1 bathhouse. I was even more nervous today. I showed up on Wednesday and had zero luck. True, it was practically empty, but nothing makes me feel more depressed than nobody wanting me. I hoped today would be a rebound experience like last Saturday. I payed my small fee, got a room and brought in my bag of new dresses and other girly items that I had just purchased. I quickly spread out my new dresses. Black classic look? green punk mini dress or my classic favorite black and w… Read more

At this point, I am sure he is done. I put my panties back on and brush my hair. I am certain I look a mess, so I leave my room and go to the large mirror in the bathroom and re apply my make up. I get several stares by older men. Most just look shocked. I go back to my room and collapse on my bed. I am satisfied. I am surprised when my door opens and he returns with a couple of cans of Ice Tea. I love Ice tea and quickly drink mine. His hand wanders all over my body as drink. I smile as he explores with his hands. After I finish drinking I reach down and gently stroke his semi ha… Read more

Ok, I need to slow down. Seriously. I can barely walk I am so sore. I slipped on my black and white plaid miniskirt with my white fishnet stockings. Another black blouse and my favorite black/white bob wig. I sat in my room trembling. Here I go again. I can't really help myself. The joy I feel when I dress as a gurl and the way I feel like a sissy when men have me is like the greatest feeling ever. I open my door and lie down on my bed. In walks a man that I have had sex with 3 out of the 4 times I have visited. He is a south asian man, mid 40's and slightly shorter than me. H… Read more

Hello everyone, Welcome, hope you are amused by my confessions. All of the things I am going to write about happened. They are how I felt during my encounters being a sissy. Enjoy :) Confession 1 - got that itch Here I was sitting at my desk. Bored as usual. I bite my lower lip and instantly feel the need, yes the need to be dominated. The need for a man to make me his toy. Theres a local place in New Westminister, BC, Canada that I like to go to. I have only discovered it recently, but I have never failed to get my needs satisfied. This place is called Steam 1, and it i… Read more