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I didn’t think it would be like this. When I took the leap and made a dating profile as a trans girl, I thought it wouldn’t amount to much. Now I’m on my third date with Daddy Chris, I’m wearing what he told me to wear, and my makeup is just how he likes. He’s so forceful and dominant, I can’t help but feel small and helpless around him. The last two dates ended with me on my knees, his gigantic cock in my hands as I sucked on the tip, because that’s all I could fit in my mouth. His massive cum load was like a fire hose drenching me with his mighty, manly, seed. It left me so horny for him, I accepted more dates without question. As I cower under his powerful gaze, my soft little clitty leaks in my panties. Just the deep growl of his voice sends me into a shivering realm of girly arousal. I know I’ll be screaming and crying like a bitch, later at his place, as he pounds my soft little bottom mercilessly until I pass out. It’s deliciously humiliating to be put in my place by such a monster of a man.