Photography of an Irish Transvestite in Berlin

I visited a person once while I was at college in England, I met him in a cafe in Central London and got talking - I told him I was very into being used as a subservient transvestite. He told me that he held fantasies of caning a girl and he thought me very pretty as a boy. We arranged for me to travel to the West of England. He lived in a very  old house in the Cotswolds, I brought my girls clothes with me and soon as I arrived I asked him to let me change into Maria, I wore an off white corset and black boots with hold up silk tights. A black bobbed wig finished me off, in twenty minutes I saw myself in the mirror as some Victorian vision, the man bid me over and took my hand, he pushed it into his trousers, he was extremely well hung and seriously erect, he held me tight by the wrist and slowly pushed me down onto my knees, in the mirror I watched him take out his penis and I watched myself servicing his erection.

I was a total subservient slut and as his erection filled my mouth and throat he played with me, he pulled out and ordered me to strip to the bare he told me to leave on the boots and he showed me the court yard with an old chair, he bid me go there and wait he returned soon with a long bamboo cane, he was very powerful and his arms were strong and tanned, he ordered me to lie over the chair and he hit me with the cane on the ass and thighs, he said I would get the bakers dozen, twelve plus an extra one, that extra one was the hardest, I was whimpering and crying as he pulled me up and led me to the bedroom where he sodomized me, not once but several times. He said my sobbing and whimpering turned him on and made him hard.