Satan Shemale Bimbo Sissy Doll Chapter 1

At just 22 years of age Johnny was bored and disgusted with his life. He would spend his nights in satin and leather with his face made up in a long blonde wig. He would become Sindra, a creature of the night.

Sindra would pull on her long black kid gloves and masturbate to photos and fetish cartoons of the most extreme and sadistic bimbos. Sindra also cruised the chat rooms online to arrange kinky meetings with others like herself. She had a good job that paid well during the day but was spending all she made on fetish gear and trips to professional dominant's to live out her perversions. She would gain a release at the leather and satin-gloved hands of those women. It was release from her sexual madness that would last at most an hour before she would be insanely horny again.

At night she would lie on satin, latex or her special leather bed sheets and masturbate herself to sleep. In Sindra's fevered masturbation fantasies she was just small again. She would moan and cry out the word Mommy, mommy over and over again as she remembered her mothers twisted, sick perversions.

The mistress mommy in leather who would torment her and engage in the most twisted of acts. Her adult life was one failed attempt after another to find that one beautiful woman insane enough to indulge her perverse desires. No professional dominatrix could even get her close. The TV's she would meet would run in terror at her twisted desires.

She was online one night in a desperate search. Her sexual madness was reaching a peak and she could think of but one-way out. Sindra began to search the chats and bulletin boards that dealt with black magic.

At first there were nothing but dead end leads but one woman left a message that she could give Sindra what she wanted. Sindra was prepared with her book by then. Sindra had written a book you see. A 6,000 page nightmare called, Mommies Eternal Chamber of Pleasures so Great they are like Pain. Not a catchy title I grant you but Sindra was sure it made a point. The book covered a time span of eighteen years before it would loop back to the start and begin once again.