I enjoy making audio for a variety of interests. Enjoy, darling... About Being My Sissy - Just me talking to you about being my pretty sissy lover.   

Carrie had had a long day Monday and Sam got up quietly early Tuesday, trying not to wake his sleeping wife.  He was rewarded with a happy wriggle and a sleepy murmur when he kissed her blonde head. The sound of the shower starting only barely registered to Carrie, still lingering at the edges of a blissful night's slumber.  When she belatedly realized that Sam was gone and was readying himself for the office she hopped u...

We had a client who wanted a foot massage so I was told to oil myself to get ready. I rubbed the sensuous liquid onto my chest and through my breasts. After I was done, Alex, my Handler, escorted me to the room where my Master was waiting to receive me. “This is my slut,” Master showed me, naked, to the Client, who was sitting on a wooden chair. “She will massage you today,” The Client gave me a disinterested nod. “Show h...

Monday ===== Sam wheeled his new Audi S8 into the underground parking garage and waved at the attendant who lifted the gate to the executive parking area for him. Not for the first time did he wonder at the precise handling of the car. It felt so solid and strong, but it still turned and handled so smoothly and easily that it made navigating even a parking garage fun. The looks he received from car enthusiasts were cool,...

Silence. Nothing is quite as deafening as the sound of silence. He didn't say he was angry, the furrow in his brow made it obvious. Dinner was on the table, and had been sitting there for nearly an hour. And there it continued to sit, untouched. "Sir," I began shakily, "can I get you a glass of wine?" Without looking up from the sheet of paper in his hands, my offer was refused. I knew something was wrong, I knew that som...

“Miss Rhowe, Mr. Dentone will see you now,” my assistant, Gladys, informed me via the intercom. “Thank you, Gladys.” “You have a meeting at 3:00, you know,” her nasal voice scratched my ears. “Yes, Gladys. I do.” I hung up and sighed. Gladys was an efficient assistant, but she often forgot that I didn’t require mothering, I needed her to deal with the organizing and scheduling of daily tasks and events – skills she absolu...

Sometimes our sex is soft and tender, making love. However, sometimes it’s rough and raw, hot fucking. I received a text on Friday mid-morning from my man at work.  He wrote, “I’m horny. I need my cock sucked and fucked. Some woman will have my cock in her mouth and pussy this afternoon. Are YOU interested?” I replied, “Yes, I am. I want your cock, I need your cock! Just tell me where and when.” He then wrote, “Hmmm, does...

My friend Pam asked me to house sit for her on a Monday. She was expecting a furniture delivery anytime between 11 am and 4 pm and as she had to work 9-5, she could not possibly take off. Since my hours are somewhat flexible and I can do much work from my tablet anyway, I was glad to help Pam out.A little about Pam; she is single and a very attractive 5’4” 32 year old brunette with a well-toned, athletic body and 34C boob...

“Hey John, do you have that file I asked you about yesterday?” John looked up from his computer at the petite brunette in his doorway. Her short hair framed her face as hazel eyes look at him questioningly, her lips pressed into a friendly half smile. He smiled back at her and nodded as he started looking through the folders on his desk, almost grateful to have a reason to look away from her body. Firm breasts beneath a l...

The feeling of lips sliding up and down the shaft of your cock is incredible. You watch as the beautiful brunette bobs up and down, short hair bouncing with her movements. Her hand grips you firmly around the base and moves up and down in time with her mouth, turning slightly back and forth as it goes. She looks up at you through her hair, pale hazel eyes looking into your own, and holds eye contact as she brings her mout...

“Open your eyes.” It’s hard to do, but you manage to open them. You look back into the dark eyes above you, but it doesn’t last long as you shut them again and grimace. “I said open your eyes!” The words seep in and you once again open your eyes, looking back into the face above you. He’s staring intently down at you, and you can feel sweat on your forehead as you try to keep your vision focused on him. “You know what I w...

I turn the handle and the jets of hot water stop immediately. I slide open the glass door, step soaking wet and naked, into the warm, steam filled bathroom and reach for the plush towel of Sea Island cotton on the heated rail. I dry my face, but neglect the rest of body, simply drag the terry cloth lazily down my chest and wrap it loosely around my waist. Standing in front of the fogged up mirror, I clear the condensation...

Six thirty, Friday evening, she isn't home. He lets himself into the empty flat and flops down on the sofa. He kicks off his shoes without untying the laces. The end of another shitty week. He leans back and shuts his eyes, then ping, new message received. It's from her. “Leaving work now. I'll be home around 19:15." He reads the message, lets the phone drop onto his chest, shuts his eyes and ... ping. He sighs with a dee...