When Billionaire Alexander Pratt hosts a Halloween Costume Party he is drawn to Benji, a young employee in full drag. The young man’s beauty convinces Alex and his dominatrix wife to choose him for their very special training as a sissy slut boy. When Benji passes out at the party and wakes up in his boss’ special “play room,” he’s given a choice. Get fired and deported back to his home country for his drug use—or accept his new role as an ultimate sissy. Which would you choose?

(Warning: This adults only story is so hot, your Kindle might just melt. It features Sissy Boy Sex, Forced Feminization, Sissification, Crossdressing, Cuckolding, BDSM Humiliation, CBT, Strap-On Sex, and more! All characters are over the age of eighteen)

Excerpt:

“Do you remember what you said to me before you passed out?”

Benji frowned. Alex could feel the hamster start to move on its wheel underneath the wig. Then it looked like the hamster died, but the wheel kept spinning. He shook his head.

“It was trick or treat.”

Melissa laughed and added “And tonight you get both.”

“Why am I tied up? Where the hell am I?”

Melissa’s manner changed. It was like watching a video of water being thrown into bitterly cold air and before your eyes changing into ice. Melissa shifted into dominance and power. Benji stopped talking to stare at her and he was no longer trying to jerk himself free.

“Here’s how it goes down, baby boy,” Alex began. “I have recordings of you using drugs while on the job. You’re here with a Green Card, and if I turn you in, you can be deported.”

“So you have a choice,” Melissa said, her voice flat and filled with menace. “Lose everything including your future. Or have some pervy fun with us.”

“Do as we tell you, and I’ll conveniently forget your transgressions. In fact I’ll even willingly pay your rehab bills if you want to go into treatment and I’ll hold your job while you’re getting your head on straight. Say yes and all the problems will go away. If I’m satisfied you’re giving this your all, I’ll even throw in a pay raise.”

“What sort of pervy things?” By this point Benji had noticed Melissa’s open crotch and couldn’t pull his eyes way.

“You’re halfway there,” Melissa said, “I’m a dominatrix who loves me some sexy girly boys."

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