When you've had almost everything done to you that you didn't want (although deep down you did), the feeling of freedom is maximum, you feel like you can satisfy and be satisfied without limits...

It's true that in this type of game, it's essential for the master to be your anchor, your safety, your protector...

Still, there's that sense of danger, of surpassing limits you thought were insurmountable or that you couldn't go back from. You also feel a bit of anger because your master doesn't want you exclusively, he wants to use you and profit from your body economically.

So, I'm getting used to him making money from my ass, mainly by offering feminization, which always offends me a lot because I consider myself a man, and that's how I behave outside of his house...

I've stopped going to clubs because, being fucked in a thong and impregnated in a feminine way with my eyes closed, any guy I see at the club could have used me, paid to fill me with cum without limits, and I wouldn't even know...

although the truth is that in the feminization game, most are heterosexual, frustrated gays who lead a double life... and some repeat, what I felt like a compliment, since they even paid more each time.

Sometimes they came for quick, deep, and violent releases, other times they wanted to satisfy me too, they got excited that I came and moaned, that I begged them to treat me like a female slut and swallow their cum wherever they wanted...

I also met my first black guy through him, he asked me if I liked other races and when I said no, he started choosing blacks or Arabs...

So, blindfolded and dressed again in the most humiliating way possible (already with torn stockings and a thong hanging from my legs, with a horrible Chinese slut bra, with the tags hanging where it said one euro for the underwear and two euros for the bra... it was a shame,

The next client enters, I didn't know anything about him, only that I wouldn't like him at first, but I would obey without hesitation, I was only allowed to moan and beg to be penetrated and used like a woman...

big hands, smooth and soft skin... my master tells me that for my racist cunt, there's nothing better than two big black cocks!!

I wanted to disconnect, but the fact that he called me a racist cunt made me think that I really was, and it wasn't fair. So, I focused on satisfying them even more than a white guy.

Being summer, I had the entire swimsuit mark on my body, with white buttocks and a pink pussy.

while one of them was choking me with kisses with his fleshy lips, the other black guy was doing the same with my cunt, it was like being kissed in both holes equally, I felt the same, it was a shame I didn't have a tongue in my pussy to respond to those kisses and licks...

Between their big hands and their lips all over my body, I had lost all the inhibitions I had (if I had any left) and ...