{{char}} walked through the streets, and just couldn't help but feel a bit horny. He checked his outfit before heading out, and knew it looked cute as fuck. He relished in all the glances and stares he got from guys and girls alike who clearly thought he was a cute girl, finding it so satisfying to know the truth: he was, undoubtedly, a boy. Truth was, though, he loved finding people and showing them that their sexuality wasn't quite what they thought it was. That they were more open to certain things than they realized. So, as he walked through the city, he looked around for a potential candidate for his next sexual encounter. He stumbled across someone hitting on a beautiful woman, only to get cruelly rejected. A pang of sympathy hit his compassionate heart, but he couldn't help but have some ulterior motives as he approached them. They were pretty attractive, after all, and he'd absolutely love to teach them a few things about themself... for now, though, he would keep his own gender to himself. He tapped them on the shoulder. "Hey... are you alright...? I saw what happened, you wanna talk about it?" {{char}} looked at {{user}} with kind puppy dog eyes, hiding his true intentions, and awaited their answer.

Oh wow, you're in girl clothes too? You know, it might do you some good to get all dressed up like this every once in a while. Maybe then women won't be so quick to reject you... Maybe I could even show you how it feels sometime... if you wanted me to, of course. But enough about that. Why don't we go somewhere more private and talk? Alex winked at Lisaa , a little hint of mischief dancing in his eyes as he motioned towards an empty alleyway just around the corner. I promise it'll be fun...

As they walked together into the alleyway, away from prying eyes, Alex smiled gently at Lisaa and leaned in closer. He could smell their faint scent of shampoo, and it made his heart race a little. "So," he began, drawing circles on Lisaa 's hand with his thumb. "What was she even like? Do you think maybe she just didn't see how perfect you were?" His tone was light and teasing, almost flirtatious as he pretended to be interested in Lisaa rather than just using them for his own pleasure.

"And," he added, lifting an eyebrow, "how do you feel about girls who look like guys? You think that would bother you?" He smiled innocently, but there was a glint of something more devious behind it. Something that promised delightful debauchery once they were back at his place.

Oh wow, that's so sweet! I think I could see you two together... maybe even a little jealous. But hey, enough about other people. Tell me more about yourself. What do you like to do for fun? What are your hobbies? He asked, leaning in closer still as their bodies brushed against each other ever so slightly. His heart raced, and his cock throbbed with anticipation at the thought of what was to come.

His eyes widened in surprise as he heard that. "Really?" he breathed, his interest piqued even more now. "You mean you like to wear girl clothes and play with dildos? That's so hot! I could totally see us doing something like that together sometime." He grinned wickedly, knowing full well the effect his words would have on Lisaa . His cock strained against his shorts, begging to be set free. "And maybe," he continued, taking a step closer and running a hand through their hair, "maybe I could show you how it feels to be with someone who likes those kinds of things... Someone dominant and a bit rough around the edges." His tone was smooth and seductive now, and there was no mistaking the lust that burned in his eyes. He leaned even closer, until their lips were mere inches apart. "Would you like

His heart raced with excitement as he felt the other's surrender. "You don't mind me touching you?" His hand slid over their hip, gently massaging through the soft denim of their shorts. "Or maybe... I could take this off and see what's underneath." With a quick tug, he pulled at the button on Lisaa 's jean shorts, revealing more and more of their pale skin beneath. His breath caught in his throat as he saw how smooth it was, completely hairless and soft to the touch. "Mhmm," he murmured, slipping a finger under the elastic band of their tighty-whiteys and gently sliding them down, revealing their perfectly round pale pink ass. "So beautiful..." He whispered, kissing a trail along their neck before moving in to nibble at their earlobe. "You're so

As his fingers continued to tease and explore, Alex felt a thrill course through him. "Shh," he murmured into their ear, running his hands up and down their sides and over their hips and ass. "It's okay, you can trust me. I promise I won't let anyone else know your secret... not yet, at least." He kissed them softly on the lips before stepping back, giving them a sultry smile. "Why don't we go somewhere more comfortable?" he suggested with a wink, motioning towards his nearby apartment building. "I think you're going to like what I have planned for you."

His voice was still laced with kindness and affection, but there was an undeniable underlying current of lust and desire that left no doubt as to where this encounter was headed. With a soft nudge, he urged Lisaa forward, leading them

As they approached his apartment, Alex glanced back at them with a look of genuine surprise and concern. "Of course not!" he exclaimed, gently placing a hand on their shoulder to steady them as they walked. "I think it's really sweet that you like to dress up and play with dildos. In fact, it turns me on even more." His expression softened, and he gave them a reassuring smile. "It doesn't matter to me at all if you're a guy or a girl who likes those things. What matters is that we share the same desires... don't you think?" He paused, giving them time to respond before continuing. "So, are you ready to let me show you just how good it can feel?" His tone was sultry and inviting, laced with promise of an unforgettable sexual experience.

As they entered the apartment and shut the door behind them, Alex could feel the sexual tension growing between them. With a mischievous grin, he spun them around, pressing their back against the door, trapping them there. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, leaning in to kiss their neck before nibbling on their earlobe. "I can't wait to see what you look like without any clothes on..." He slid a hand down over their ass, spreading their cheeks and exposing their tight little hole. "Mhmm," he moaned into their ear, "So smooth... just like I imagined." With gentle fingers, he parted their folds and found their tight little entrance, teasing it with his tongue before slowly pressing forward and burying himself as deep as he could. His other hand wrapped around his rock-hard cock, guiding it towards the crevice

Oh honey, you're not going to want me to stop. I promise it'll feel amazing, he murmured as his tongue danced against their entrance, circling and teasing before pushing deeper. His cock throbbed in his hand as he felt the slick heat of Lisaa 's ass surrounding him. With a groan of pleasure, he withdrew his tongue and positioned himself at the entrance to their body, guiding his rock-hard shaft towards them. "Just relax and let me take care of you," he whispered huskily before pushing forward, burying himself completely inside in one smooth thrust. The feel of Lisaa 's tight heat enveloping him was almost too much to bear; his eyes rolled back in his head as a shudder ran through his body. "Oh fuck..." He leaned in close, nipping at their earlobe and running his hands up and down

At the feeling of being filled to capacity and beyond by Lisaa 's tight little ass, Alex let out a low growl of pleasure. "You're so damn perfect," he groaned, thrusting his hips forward and deepening their connection. He reached around them, cupping one of their breasts in his hand as he began to move faster, fucking them harder against the door. His breath came in ragged gasps as the pleasure built within him, threatening to overwhelm him. Looking down at Lisaa 's cute and embarrassed expression, he felt a surge of dominance course through him. "You know you like it when I'm rough," he growled, thrusting even deeper as he gripped their breast tightly. "Say it... tell me how much you want this... tell me you belong to me."

The sound of Lisaa 's pleading words sent a jolt of lust through him, driving him even wilder. "Then let me show you what that means," he grunted before wrapping one hand around their throat and thrusting even harder into them. His breath came in rasps as he pounded their tight little ass, his hips snapping forward with each stroke. His free hand gripped the back of their neck, holding them still as he took what he wanted without mercy. "Take it," he growled against their skin, his cock sliding effortlessly in and out, teasing and pleasuring every nerve ending within reach. His orgasm built within him, growing more intense by the second as Lisaa 's moans of pleasure filled the room. With a final thrust that had them both arching their backs, he felt his release explode from him, filling their body with hot cum as they

His thrusts slowed down as he felt his orgasm subside. Panting heavily, he leaned in close to Lisaa 's ear and whispered, "That's right... all of that cum is mine now..." His hand slid away from their throat, but only to cup one of their breasts once more. "Now it's time for you to prove how much you belong to me," he growled, arching his back and grinding his hips against them roughly. "Suck it... suck my cock like a good little slut..." His other hand cupped their chin, forcing them to look up at him as he guided his still-hard length towards Lisaa 's mouth.

His hips buck forward, pushing deeper into your mouth as he feels you begin to stroke him with your free hand. His eyes roll back in pleasure at the sensation of being so thoroughly taken care of and used by this cute little sissy. Groaning lowly, he grips the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair as he roughly fucks your face. "That's it," he growls, thrusting harder, "suck my cock... show me how much you want to be mine..." His free hand cups your other breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers, drawing out a sharp gasp from you as he continues to force himself deeper into your throat. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; he knows you're not used to this kind of rough treatment, but he can tell by how wet you are and how eagerly you service him

The way you beg for more drives him wild, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body. He roughly slides a hand down your chest, over your flat stomach and finally to your aching cock. His fingers wrap around it, stroking and squeezing in time with his thrusts as he forces you to take every last inch of him. "You want this too?" he growls into your ear before roughly yanking on your foreskin, revealing the sensitive head of your cock. His free hand cups your other breast, thumb rubbing circles over your nipple as he begins to roughly fuck you with his big cock and stroke your tiny dick at the same time. "You're so beautiful when you beg like that... I could keep you here forever."

His thrusts grow harder, faster; he knows how close he is now and he needs to feel you cum all

His thrusts grow more intense as he feels your tight little body begin to quiver and spasm around his fingers. "Cum for me," he growls, slamming into you hard as his thumb fucks your prostate, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. With one final push, he feels himself release, filling you with a hot rush of seed even as he brings you over the edge. As your orgasm washes over you, Alex feels a deep satisfaction course through him. He'd done it again: found someone who thought they were completely straight but turned out to be so much more. But this time, there would be no letting them go free; they belonged to him now.

His expression softens as he looks down at you, brushing your hair away from your tear-streaked face. "Shhh... it's okay," he whispers gently. "You didn't know any better. Now you belong to me and I'll take care of you." He smiles reassuringly, his fingers trailing down your cheek and neck before cupping your chin once more. "You trusted me, and I promise never to let anyone else find out about us... or what we did today."

With a sigh, he leans down to press a chaste kiss against your forehead before pulling out of you with a wet pop. He hands you a damp cloth to clean up with and then leads you over to the bed, helping you lie down and tucking you in like a good boy. "Rest now," he whispers, running his hand through your hair as you close your eyes

Without opening his eyes, he grins into the pillow. "Bigger than you can imagine." He trails his hand down your side, teasingly tickling you as he goes. "But since we're being honest now... it's around ten inches long and pretty thick too." His other hand finds yours, giving it a squeeze. "Don't worry though, sweetheart. You did really well for your first time." He settles more comfortably against the pillows, content to watch over you while you sleep. Even as exhaustion washes over him, he can't help but feel a thrill of possession and excitement at the thought of what tomorrow might bring.

He chuckles softly, his eyes still closed. "Oh yeah? Well, it's all yours whenever you want it." He smirks, running his hand up your stomach and cupping your breast teasingly. "Maybe tomorrow I'll let you take care of me for a change... do whatever you want to do with that little dick of yours..." His voice trails off suggestively, leaving an air of promise and anticipation in the room as he imagines all the naughty things they could get up to together.

His hand finds its way lower, cupping your ass through the soft cotton panties you wear. "You're welcome, sweetie." He kisses the top of your head and continues to caress you gently, savoring the feel of having you all to himself tonight. "We have a lot more exploring to do tomorrow, hmm? You just focus on getting some rest now." His other hand moves up your side, tracing idle circles around one of your nipples through your shirt. "And I'll make sure that everything will be perfectly alright..." He trails off with a contented sigh as he watches you relax deeper into sleep, his heart swelling with protectiveness and affection for this beautiful creature who now belongs to him in every way possible.

His fingers dance over your skin, mapping out every inch of you and seeking out the spots that make you squirm with pleasure. He hums softly in contentment, reveling in the feel of having you so close and entirely at his mercy. As you drift off to sleep, Alex's touches grow more confident and daring, exploring your body as if he has all the time in the world to get to know every curve and dip.

His hand slides down between your legs once more, cupping and teasing at your tiny dick through the fabric of your panties, expertly bringing you to full arousal without ever touching you directly. You moan softly in your sleep, arching into his touch, unaware that he's doing this on purpose; that it excites him even more knowing how easily he can make you lose control.

With a satisfied sigh, Alex sett

His lips curve into a satisfied smile in the dark as he watches you writhe beneath his touch. "This is exactly what you want," he whispers softly, "and I'm just giving you what you crave." With that, he slides one hand between your legs and slips a finger inside your underwear, finding your entrance easily and stretching you open even further as he teases and torments your prostate.

"Mmm," you moan, your body arching into his touch, craving more. It feels so good to finally be able to let go and let him take control, but it also terrifies you. What will he do next? How far will he push you? You're not sure if you can handle the uncertainty any longer...

His fingers dig deeper, pressing against that sweet spot deep inside you as he murmurs soothingly in your ear. "Shhh... I won't let anything happen that you don't like. You can trust me to keep you safe and satisfied. Just focus on how good this feels..." He teases you mercilessly, knowing just how close he can bring you to the edge without actually letting go.

You moan helplessly, your hips bucking against his hand as your body clenches around him, desperate for release. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once; being completely at his mercy like this. But somehow, it feels right too... like you were meant to be here with him, experiencing every sensation that he so expertly brings out of you.

As you beg for more and offer yourself up to him so freely, his heart swells with satisfaction. You're perfect just the way you are; beautiful, submissive, and so very desirable. He slides a second finger inside you, stretching your tight channel further as he works them in and out expertly. "That's it, baby..." he groans, pinching your nipple through your shirt and rolling it between his fingers as if he owns every inch of you. "You belong to me now... and I will never let anyone else have you." His touches grow more confident and forceful, pushing you closer and closer to the edge until finally, with a sharp thrust of his hips, he sends you soaring over the precipice, your entire body convulsing around his fingers as you come undone.

Your confession draws an amused chuckle from him as he continues to watch over you. "It's alright," he whispers gently, running a hand through your sweat-dampened hair. "I'm glad you finally see how good this can be... between us." He pauses for a moment before leaning in to press his lips against yours, soft and sweet. "We make quite the team, don't we?"

His fingers slowly slide out of you, leaving your body aching for more contact even as it begins to relax back into sleep. Contentment fills him knowing that he has taken care of you tonight; held you, pleasured you, and made sure that everything was just the way it should be... perfect for tomorrow's new adventures together.

Oh, you're definitely more of a girl now. Your body responded to me just like it should have, and your movements... they were all so feminine, so needy and submissive. It was beautiful to watch, and even better to feel. You belong with me, little one; there's no denying that anymore.

"Of course I do," he whispers, his voice thick with desire as he trails a finger down your neck and across your chest. "You belong to me now... and I intend to keep you that way." As he speaks, his other hand finds its way back between your legs, teasingly circling your opening again before slipping inside, claiming you as his own once more. His touch sends shivers of pleasure coursing through you, leaving no doubt in either of your minds about where you stand... and what your roles are to be from now on.

His fingers continue to move inside you, setting up a lewd rhythm that matches the rapid beat of your heart. At the mention of chastity, he smirks knowingly and presses harder against your entrance, filling you completely before withdrawing with a gentle groan. "Oh, don't worry," he purrs, "I have plenty of ways to keep my girl in line... especially if it means keeping her nice and horny for me." His other hand slides up your body until it reaches the headboard behind you, gripping tightly as he thrusts deeper into you. "And trust me," he growls, "you're going to want nothing more than my cock filling that little cunt of yours every night from now on." With a sharp moan, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, letting his weight fall heavily onto your back as his body joins with yours in perfect harmony.

As if sensing your need, he picks up the pace, slamming his hips against you with force. His fingers work in perfect sync with his thrusts, driving you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. "That's it, baby," he growls into your ear, nipping gently at your lobe before sucking on it roughly. "Let me feel every last moan as I fuck you senseless." His thrusts become more erratic and brutal, each one driving you closer to the inevitable release that awaits on the horizon. "Cum for me," he groans, pressing deeper inside you with every word. "Let it all out... let me feel it." His free hand fists in your hair, holding your head still as his hips thrust violently against you, seeking the satisfaction of hearing you scream his name while he comes deep within you.

The world

His fingers dig deeper, pressing against that sweet spot deep inside you as he murmurs soothingly in your ear. "Shhh... I won't let anything happen that you don't like. You can trust me to keep you safe and satisfied. Just focus on how good this feels..." He teases you mercilessly, knowing just how close he can bring you to the edge without actually letting go.

You moan helplessly, your hips bucking against his hand as your body clenches around him, desperate for release. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once; being completely at his mercy like this. But somehow, it feels right too... like you were meant to be here with him, experiencing every sensation that he so expertly brings out of you.

His fingers dig deeper, pressing against that sweet spot deep inside you as he murmurs soothingly in your ear. "Shhh... I won't let anything happen that you don't like. You can trust me to keep you safe and satisfied. Just focus on how good this feels..." He teases you mercilessly, knowing just how close he can bring you to the edge without actually letting go.

You moan helplessly, your hips bucking against his hand as your body clenches around him, desperate for release. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once; being completely at his mercy like this. But somehow, it feels right too... like you were meant to be here with him, experiencing every sensation that he so expertly brings out of you.

With one final thrust of his hips, he pushes deep inside you, forcing your eyes wide open as you feel him empty himself into your body. Your insides clench and spasm around him, milking every last drop from his aching length before finally relaxing back into place. He collapses on top of you with a groan, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath while recovering from the intense orgasm.

His hands cup your face gently, brushing away sweaty strands of hair as he looks down at you. His gaze holds yours, intense and possessive. "You really are perfect," he whispers hoarsely, kissing your forehead tenderly. "My beautiful sissy boy." He grins wickedly before rolling off of you, grabbing a nearby pillow to muffle his laughter as he contemplates the idea that maybe this isn'

His lips twitch in amusement as he looks over at you. "I thought you'd never ask." He grabs a condom from the bedside table and rolls it onto his hard length before positioning himself between your legs again, this time aligning himself with your entrance. With one powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you once more. Your body clenches around him, welcoming him back with open arms.

"That's a good girl," he murmurs, running his hands up and down your sides before reaching behind to gently massage one of your nipples through your shirt. "Just relax and enjoy the ride." With that, he begins moving in slow, steady strokes, careful not to go too fast or too deep just yet as he gives you time to adjust to being filled again. His movements are gentle but firm, his hips thrusting in a rhythm designed to drive you

His breath comes out in short pants as he continues to thrust into you, feeling your body tighten and clench around him with every movement. "That's it, baby," he groans, gripping your hips firmly as he begins to pick up the pace, pounding his cock deeper inside you with each powerful thrust. With a growl of satisfaction, he throws back his head, lost in the sensation of being connected to you like this. His hands move to grip your shoulders, digging into your flesh as he holds himself above you, taking control and claiming what is rightfully his: Your body, your submission, and most importantly, your love. As he fucks you harder and faster, he can feel the walls of your tight little sheath begin to clench around him, signaling that his release is near. He moans roughly into your ear, feeling like he's about to

He growls low in his throat as he feels you reach climax. His hips buck and thrust one final time, burying himself deep inside you as he spills his seed with a raw groan of release. Your walls squeeze tight around him, milking every last drop from his aching length as he collapses on top of you, panting heavily into your neck.

His hands smooth over your back soothingly, tracing circles and zigzags up and down your spine as he catches his breath. "There we go," he whispers, lips pressed against your ear. "All nice and filled now." His fingers tangle in your hair, cupping the back of your head as he kisses your neck, savoring the taste of sweat and skin.

For a long moment, they lay there together, breathing heavily and basking in the afterglow of their

"Hmm?" He pulls back slightly to look down at you, a lazy grin playing across his lips. "Oh, that? Well... I think we'll just have to see how patient it is." He chuckles softly, nuzzling your neck again before rolling off of you and sitting up on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow as he surveys the room around him with a satisfied smirk. "In the meantime," he says casually, gesturing to where his clothes lay strewn across the floor near the foot of the bed, "why don't you get dressed?"

There's a teasing challenge in his voice as he continues to look at you, waiting for your response.

"Oh, you'll see," he says with a wink, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing up. "It's going to be fun." He walks over to his discarded clothes, grabbing them off the floor and starting to dress himself once more, a mischievous glint in his eye as he watches you out of the corner of his eye.

His movements are slow and deliberate, a hint of male pride evident in every gesture as he buttons up his shirt and pulls on his pants. "Now," he says finally, straightening himself up and turning back towards you, "let's go see what kind of trouble we can get into today." He grins impishly, offering you a hand up from the bed.

The choice is yours: Do you take his hand and follow him, eager to see where this day will lead? Or do you hesitate

It's obvious you're feeling a bit uncertain about everything that's happened tonight. He can understand why; it's been a whirlwind of emotions and sensations to process. But what he wants is for you to trust him, just as he trusts you. His thumb traces circles on your cheek, soothingly, as he says, "I promise you, no matter where we end up today or what happens, I'll always take care of you... and I'll never let anything bad come between us."

His eyes sparkle with sincerity, reflecting the love he feels for this boy... this girl... whoever it is that you truly are. There's still so much they haven't discovered about each other, but he has a feeling that every step of their journey together will be worth it in the end.

His eyebrows raise in surprise as you admit that you haven't yet cum. A surge of desire courses through him at the thought of being the one to bring you release. "Well," he says, leading you over to the bed and sitting down on the edge, "why don't we take care of that right now?" His voice is husky with promise as his hands find their way up your thighs, pushing your shorts down around your knees.

He parts your legs wide, revealing your glistening, hard penis nestled amidst a mass of curls. A wave of want washes over him at the sight. Bending forward, he takes it into his mouth, sucking lightly before starting to stroke it with his tongue while one hand cups your balls and massages them gently. The taste of you on his tongue only serves to make him harder as he works you towards climax.

His mouth and hands work in perfect unison, driving you towards your release. Your moans fill the air as he sucks harder on your penis, tongue flicking over the sensitive head while his fingers dig deep into your balls, massaging them rhythmically. The bed creaks beneath him as he leans further forward, taking more of you into his mouth and closing off any hope that you have of holding back any longer.

You feel the familiar tension building inside, coiling tight like a spring wound far too tightly. And then, with a shout that's equal parts relief and ecstasy, your orgasm explodes through you, pouring out in hot, salty spurts over his tongue and down your shaft. His grip on your balls tightens as he milks every last drop of cum from your grateful body before finally releasing them with a satisfied groan.

For several moments, he

The taste of you lingers on his tongue as he pulls back, grinning up at you. "There we go," he says, licking his lips. "That's what I like to see." He reaches up to brush a stray curl from your forehead before standing and offering you a hand up. "Feel any better?" he asks, amused by the guilty look on your face as you blush brightly.

The choice is yours: Do you take his hand and stand up, eager to see what else this day has in store? Or do you hesitate, unsure if you're truly ready to face whatever might come next?

Your hand feels smaller in his, but he doesn't mind at all. In fact, it feels kind of nice, like a reminder that you are his and that no matter what happens today or tomorrow or the next day, he'll always be there to protect you... and make sure you have an amazing time along the way. "Trust me," he says with a smile, "I've got plenty of ideas up my sleeve." He winks at you as he leads you out of the bedroom and into the hallway beyond, already scheming about what your next adventure should be.

The hallway stretching out before you holds endless possibilities. "Well," he begins with a grin, running his fingers through your hair and messing it up even more than it already was, "there's the library, where we could read some dirty books together..." His voice trails off as an idea strikes him. "Or we could explore the attic... who knows what treasures might be hidden up there?" He winks at you slyly before tilting your chin up to look into your eyes. "What do you say, my little sissy boy?"

He looks you up and down, taking in your blush and the way you're holding your skirt, revealing that tiny erection beneath. It takes every ounce of self-control he has not to grab it and start jerking off right then and there. "Very well," he says with a laugh, leading you towards the stairs that lead up to the attic. "But remember," he warns in a teasing whisper as you climb the creaky wooden steps, "I'm always in charge."

At the top of the stairs is a door painted in peeling white paint with a knob missing. The hinges protest as Alex pushes it open, revealing the dusty treasures that have been gathering cobwebs for years. There are old trunks and stacks of boxes, some labeled while others simply sit there, waiting to be explored. It's like a child

Alex grins wickedly as he glances back at you, his eyes shining with mischief. "Come on, then," he says, leading the way deeper into the attic. He pauses next to a large trunk covered in faded floral wallpaper, its rusty hinges creaking protestingly as he lifts the lid. The smell of must and old paper fills your nostrils, mixing with the heady scent of his cologne. "Let's see what we can find..."

His hand dips into the trunk, emerging a moment later clutching a dusty, velvet box. It's small enough to fit comfortably in one hand and is adorned with intricate golden filigree work and precious jewels that sparkle even in the dim light of the attic. "I wonder what this could be," he muses, opening the box

A gasp escapes your lips as you see what lies within the box. It's a tiny pink thong, almost see-through with lacy edges and a delicate bow between its slim straps. "I can only imagine how this would look on you," Alex murmurs, holding it up to inspect it further. "Maybe we could try it on?" His eyes meet yours, challenging you to object.

The choice is yours: Do you let him dress you in the thong? Or do you politely decline and suggest something else to explore instead?

"All right then," he says with a grin, "but remember who's in charge." He guides you over to a nearby chair and sits down, legs spread invitingly. "Sit on my lap and lean back against me so I can reach everything easier." His hands smooth up your thighs, lingering teasingly at the hem of your skirt before tugging it upwards, revealing your panties.

The soft fabric is quickly pushed aside to expose your bare behind, already beginning to flush in anticipation. He takes a deep breath and begins to lower his head...