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True Life Sissy – Daddys Mad and I’m in troubHello. I’m Tiffany. That’s me in the picture, hiding in a bathroom stall, heart pounding, after being abandoned in a porn theater parking lot in just those crotchless panties. I an evolved Sissy. It was younger days I had forced feminization fantasies or got arousal telling others to call me a sissy. Now there is no forcing and I proudly call myself a a pink panty wearing sissy, because it is exactly who I am. My entire life had always been devoted to femininity to the excess. I have learned to a very fun toy. I have made being a sissy an art form, which I take pride in. Well, as any good sissy knows, finding daddies is paramount. I have had a particular fun one, for long time. About once or twice a month, I get picked up and will stay a weekend a week or weeks. It all depends on my daddys desire. By now the routine is set and i know exactly how to please. He’s s very generous man. His only request of me, that did not at first come naturally, was nudism. He’s a nudist and I am a gurl that likes her pretty clothes. A sissy overcomes. I turned to spending all my time there, wearing only the prettiest panties, that I have made crotchless. I over came my bare breast, by using markers to daily, make beautiful cute designs on my top half. Also I started using lip stains on my nipples in bright colors. The whole look is very fem and extremely Sissy. My days I fill up prancing and cooking, and catering to him. We play a bit at the house….I constantly suck his cock at any given moment. He will be on the phone, having his coffee or watching TV, and I just drop to my knees and act like an infant to a bottle. His main enjoyment, is taking me to a particular porn theater. I always have on the most insane, sexy and wild outfit. I put alot of work into every detail. It always pays off. The men literally beg for me. I let them all know that I am owned and I’m loyal. Any one who wants anything from me better go through my daddy. When we first started coming, I could tell he was a regular and he seemed to most everybody. I became a revered gift that he offered up on silver platter. It became regular practice that if he bumped into an old friend or made a new one, he would bring me over for an introduction. ” Tiffany, this my good friend Charlie, I would like you to suck his Dick please.”. No matter where we were sinop escort at or time of day, I always dropped straight to my knees and devoured their cocks until they exploded. I would always thank them for letting suck their cocks. My daddy was a kind and wise man. He never forgot to tip the staff. I had become popular as a blow job queen. Daddy was given VIP status. No more fees for admission to any area, huge discount for the store and was allowed to do anything I wanted. I remember once I was outside smoking and oblivious at that moment. I was actually playing with myself in an obvious way, with panties at my knees leaned back on the wall, my fingers rubbing vigorously, while I moaned shrieked and mouthed obscene dirty things, very loudly. I didn’t notice the very large man and the woman sitting in their car. I only noticed when they stepped out. I followed them inside a few minutes later. I might have apologized, but I could see that a heated conversation at the counter was finishing. With additional staff present, they asked to leave and never return. We it was over I tried to apologize for being inapropriate outside. They laughed. I was told that, not only was it allowed for me, it was highly encouraged to. He half joked occasionally that I should post by the roadside and under the lights of the business sign, with hopes of drawing more people. I understood. With my look and naughty personality, I was becoming a draw for the theater. No one minded me changing from nasty outfit to nasty outfit in halls, or forgetting how completely see through a skirt was when I didn’t wear panties and walked just as comfortable from the dark theater to the bright lights of the store. It’s a terrible thing really. A brave little sissy like me, being told and encouraged to be dirty and naughty with the goal of being seen, seems like a dare I will win. Well, that brings me to getting in trouble with my Daddy. I always get an allowance. I use his credit card to by all kinds of fun sissy, fetish or fun things online. A week before we chatted about ordering a couple of high priced items. Since I was already online and shopping, I bought them too.So just two weeks ago daddy picks me up for the weekend. He seemed off, he wouldn’t say about what. It’s an easy going evening and stay up watching TV. I’m always up earlier. It gives me the chance to escort sinop shower and present him with another nudist loving look. I decided to go with my large kinky hair wig. It’s fun and dramatic and definitely costume. I put on a beautiful lace panty in pink. Of course, they are crotchless. I had a giant pink carnation that I usually clip in my hair, but this time I clipped to the front and just left of my cock. I got my markers and drew dozens of red and pink hearts, that cascaded in a fall down my left shoulder, to down my left inner thigh….Soo fem and girly. I topped the look off by painting my nipples with the hot pink lipstick stains. I decided to go with little girl pigtails tied with pink ribbon. I checked and posed in the mirror. One last touch. The hot pink nipples really popped. So, I decided as all sissies do…go dirtier… get more sissy..so I painted the entire head of my cock in hot pink. I looked so exposed, dirty and most of all…like a little bitch. Inspiration hit, and with markers, i made a very large design across the front of one of my thighs that said 100% pure sissy. I knew daddy would love it. I was right on time. Now to make daddys coffee and wake him up. Being a night owl means he sleeps till near evening. So I made his coffee just the way he likes it. I walked to the edge of his bed and held out his cup as I lowered myself to my knees and gently call out for him. He woke quickly but just grabbed the coffee with a mumble. I figured whatever he was upset about yesterday, must still be on his mind. I went to drink my own coffee and he soon came by and told me to get in the truck. I grabbed my long dark pink mesh lace cover up and I got in the truck. I imagined we were going for cigarettes. He always wants company when doing little trips for food or gas whatever. This trip was different. We were passing all our local stores and he hadn’t spoken a word. After an intense long silence, he spoke. He said he was mad. He said I over spent and messed up alot of things. Apparently he just made some major purchases for the ranch. Trailer, another 4×4 atv and fencing. His payment bounced. Trying to shift funds from accounts, it caused his truck payment to bounce. He said he was embarrassed and it took hours on the phone to straighten and shift money. I tried to apologize and explained it was the added things I purchased sinop escort bayan that we discussed. He could only reply how upset he was. He said we talked about the purchase but never agreed. I felt terrible and was feeling like we were breaking up. That’s when I looked around. I knew where we were. Just as I thought, we pulled into the adult theater. He parked but left it running. I was sad and confused. He told me i was in trouble and to get out. He said I had until sunrise to get $250 of his money back to him. His words were for me ” Go work your ass and sell your sissy holes”. I stepped out and could only say I’m sorry as he drove off. I stayed outside and smoked. My mind was spinning. I knew i was playful, but this … would make me a whore ..a legit prostitute. I had been here a hundred times with daddy as my escort. I am very well known here. Very desired. Plus i wasn’t presenting myself in my sexy looks. I am literally in only pink panties with my cock hanging out. And fuck….whos idea was it to paint the head of my cock hot pink, and have little pink hearts drawn all over my body. Daddy knew what he was doing. Before I was his little pet on a leash. Now I was alone, he knew his lost little pet was about to taken by the wolves. I was having trouble thinking. It was early Saturday night and it was going to be busy. I had pinks every where…my pink cock hanging out. It felt like i was a sissy with a desire to be gang ****d to death. All I could think was, I had to do something. It was a real possibility, if I stayed out here, that someone just might take me and stuff me in a trunk. Not for me. I had to control this. I had to get out front of the situation. That’s when I decided, I was walking in with my head held high, ass wagging, and was going to be full of sassy attitude. In stead of hiding, I would boldly dare people to look. 100% pure sissy….I’m glad I drew it on. Tonight it’s going to be my badge of honor. So I turn, and begin my walk to the front door. I can already bsee a small group of people smoking just outside. Oh my. This is is going to be one fucking interesting night.Well I will finish this story later, if anybody actually reads these. It really was an insane night, Let me know by leaving a comment or stopping by my profile My life and some of the stories I have are pretty wild at times. For me, I think i might use this as more of a diary to remember some wild times. This last pic is one of favorite of me from me “sissy captions” gallery. It kinda captures my sissy essence…. innocent and dirty…such a good gurl who’s such a bad gurl.

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