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Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 2

As I reached down to retrieve my clothes that Mr. Clark had thrown at me there was a bright flash of light. Without thinking I turned my head towards him only to be blinded by another flash from his Polaroid camera.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Just wanted to capture the moment kid," he laughed, "then again it's always good to have a little extra evidence in case you decide to be difficult about playing dress up again."

"Where's my underwear?" I asked him noticing only my t-shirt and shorts.

"You're wearing em' sweetie," He smirked, "I think you should keep them on and make sure you're wearing em' and that they're clean the next time you come over."

"What if my mother finds them?" I whined.

"That's up to you," he snorted, "maybe she'd like the chance to buy pretty girl stuff for her girly boy."

I felt really humiliated as he leered at me with his lopsided grin that I turned my back and quickly changed into my own clothes. I couldn't even look at him as I went by past his chair to the back door to put on my runners. I hadn't realized he followed until I straightened up to find his hand on the back of my neck. Squeezing tightly and pushing down I was forced to my knees to stare at his fat hairy belly.

"One last thing," he sneered at me, "don't you be thinking to run home and change. I'll be keeping an eye on you, so you just go finish your chores first like a good girly boy or else."

Than he grinned down and added, "Now give daddy a kiss good-bye."

I cringed at the thought of him forcing me to kiss him on the lips, but shortly I realized that's not what he had in mind. He released my neck, grasped his flaccid penis and rubbed it across my lips. Even with the rank odour of the combination of his semen and my insides I gladly pressed my lips to the tip and loudly kissed his cock.

Mr Clark turned and chuckling walked away.

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