Sissy Boy For Sale? ♕

The advertisement said sissy boy for sale….

 

I like to get on different adult platforms and read the ads. Some of them are quite funny. One day while scrolling, I saw one that caught my attention. “Sissy boy for sale. Call for more information.” Initially, I scrolled past it, but something made me return to that ad. I knew what I had to do. So I grabbed my phone and dialed the number, not even knowing what I was going to say. A voice answered and said the sissy boy was for sale for $20/ hr.

“What Does Sissy Boy For Sale Mean?” I asked.

“Well, I do all the cooking and cleaning, and however else you want me to service you,” he responded. In my mind, I thought this was too good to be true.

I jokingly asked, “What if I need help with a bath?” Guess what? Well, the sissy boy for sale does that as well. So I checked my bank account and had $80 extra to play with, so I decided to try him out. I booked a 4-hour session, and he was available immediately.

He Showed Up Right On Time.

I answered the door in my bathrobe to see if he really would help me bathe. After we worked out payment and the small details, he quickly picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. Setting me on the closed toilet, he ran my bathwater and, once it was ready, helped me into it. He told me to lay there and let my sissy boy service me. So I closed my eyes, and he lathered me up with soap washing my every inch.

Sissy Boy For Sale? More Like Masturbation Specialist.

The moment he got to my pussy, I knew it was a well-spent $80 because the way he lathered up my vagina lips and rubbed them made me instantly wet. Lucky for me, I was in the bath water. Then he did something unexpected and took his finger and pushed it inside me, and I let out a gasp. It felt so good, and I started humping his finger right away. It did not take long for the water to get cloudy with my cum. I looked up at him and asked him to pull out his cock because I was now too turned on for him to say no. But he did say no. I got pissed. “I own you, right? The ad said sissy boy for sale; I bought you. You’re mine for the next 3 1\2 hrs.”

He said, “As you wish,” and pulled out his cock. Oh no, I’ve been here before!

“Dude, where is the rest of your cock?”

He smiled and replied. “I’m a sissy boy for sale. What did you expect?” I really did not care at this point because I pulled him into the water and fucked him where I did not have to look at that tiny thing. After I finished, I made him dress me and then make dinner for the last hour. Like clockwork, he left right at the four-hour mark. I looked for his ad every week for six months and never saw it again. So I am now looking for a new sissy boy for sale who will serve me without pay because I have learned my value.

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