My Trans GIMP Fetish: Homebound and Loving Every Moment.

Trans GIMP Fetish.

Male or female? I’ve had it both ways. It wasn’t until the pandemic that I figured out something a little more…permanent. Serial dating was always something that brought me a lot of pleasure. Whether it be one of my local little bartenders in town or the big black bouncer at the door, I’ve always kept myself entertained. When things shut down, I realized a few things. The first thing is that I most certainly do not want to “settle down” in the traditional sense. Secondly, I realized that I had not explored trans men or women and I was starting to feel pretty vanilla. Finally, I realized how much I loved being in charge. Only slightly engaging in BDSM in the past, I was no expert, but I most certainly wasn’t submissive. After combing a few sites, I met someone and realized I had a Trans GIMP fetish.

She was beautiful.

We met outside in the park and chatted while I observed her. In addition to being gorgeous, she was rich. PERFECT. There was nothing more exciting to me than having this beautiful little toy that I didn’t need to worry about financially. After meeting several times and developing a relationship, she moved in. The first week I allowed her to sleep in my bed. I’m not a nice girl, I just wanted her to know how to please me. My Trans GIMP fetish was in its early stages and I needed to make a few things clear. She was very aware of what would happen should she ever challenge me. “I am only as good as my Mistress says I am” She whispered softly. “Good,” I told her sweetly. ” I wouldn’t want you to see what happens if things went awry…” 

Her mask arrived in the mail. My Trans GIMP Fetish could officially begin.

I stripped and bathed her, cleansing her of her past. I gave her the new uniform she would wear for the rest of her life. A vinyl mask, a collar, and an ever-changing array of lingerie suited to my liking.  She cooked, cleaned, and fucked how I wanted her to. She was bound to her closet for bed. For the first few hours of the day, I needed to focus on myself. I gagged her to ensure peace and quiet. I needed maximum satisfaction after a long day. At lunch, her gag was removed and she ate me until I came. Finally, at dinner, her gag was put back in and her 9-inch cock was removed from her panties to satisfy me in a much deeper way while I massaged her perfect breasts. My Trans Gimp Fetish surpassed anything I imagined, however…

There is always more out there. I might need to add another to my collection. The idea of living multiple lives turns me on just as much as the actions I take every day…

Have you ever wanted to be a GIMP?

Want to hear more?

For more adventurous reads check out Sex With Strangers.

First, be sure to…

Call Me 1-888-964-3178