Bit bored, tis the season. Would like to expand my collection a bit because I get tired of my own stuff eventually. Since the marketplace is a bit dry and starting whole threads for mundane small items is too much effort for everyone involved, I figure this thread could just host things yall didn't quite like and are willing to part with? The forgotten, the disappointing, the not used enough.
No need to give too much effort, just post the name/model and maybe the brand if it is noteworthy and not just Alibaba key mashing.
Does anyone here like to read or hear CD/TG/MtF Fiction?
I propose to share here the links or texts or audios that we like.
I like romantic stories, but other genres and topics are ok too. I share one below, in audio and text.
Terry stood in front of the bathroom mirror, his long blonde hair cascading over his pale skin and framing his delicate green eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness building up inside him. His petite and slender figure complimented his feminine mannerisms as he raised a small hand and brushed a strand of blonde hair from his heart-shaped face. As Terry examined his reflection, He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions running through him. He had always been a sensitive soul, in tune with his feelings and the world around him. Today, those emotions were heightened as he stood on the precipice of a significant life change. In the doorway, Jake, his partner and the love of his life, leaned against the frame with a gentle smile on his face. Jake was everything Terry was not. with a tall and muscular stature, dark skin, and a shaved head. Their differences only seemed to strengthen the bond they shared, as if they completed each other in the most profound way. "'You look stunning, babe,' Jake said, his deep voice filled with admiration. Terry blushed, a delicate shade of pink spreading across his cheeks. "'Thank you, Jake, I can't believe today is finally here. It feels like a dream.'" Jake walked over to Terry and wrapped his strong arms around him, pulling him into a warm embrace. It's real, Terry Bear. Your dreams are becoming a reality. Terry buried his face in Jake's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. I know, Terry whispered, his voice filled with both excitement and vulnerability. I've thought so much about this moment, and I can't wait to start. gazing deeply into those beautiful green eyes. We're in this together, Terry Bear. No matter what happens, I'll always be right by your side. With his other hand, he raised the little pink razor into view and smiled. Now go ahead and get prepared. We are seeing the doctor in an hour. Terry gently shooed Jake out of the bathroom, needing a moment to gather his thoughts. As the door closed, he let out a deep sigh, ready to begin. Jake had drawn him a warm bath and lit candles all around the room. He had even placed a single glass of champagne with a little note next to it. Terry smiled, Jake always knew how to make him feel blessed. They had been in a committed relationship for two years now. and Terry had known right away, on their first date, that Jake was different to all the other men he had dated. He had made it clear to Terry that he expected a relationship with a traditional husband and wife dynamic, and that Terry would fulfill the role of the wife. There had been some initial nervousness on Terry's part, but he soon came over to it, as feelings that had laid dormant all his life, burst to the surface. Terry had reveled in his role as Jake's woman. He had resigned from his role at a social media agency and dedicated all his time to managing their household, cooking and cleaning and embracing the role of domestic goddess Today marked the next logical step in this progress and that of their relationship. Terry would now become Jake's woman, for the whole world to see. He picked up the card and the glass of champagne. I can't wait for the world to see you as my wife, get read. Terry smiled, slipping into the water, he closed his eyes, allowing the warmth to seep into his skin and calm his racing thoughts. Terry reached for the razor, his hands steady but his heart pounding with anticipation. He started with his chest, gliding the razor over his body, carefully removing the hair that no longer felt like his own. Each stroke of the razor felt like shedding a layer of his old masculinity. Lifting his legs out of the water, one by one, Terry reveled in the smoothness of his newly-shiven skin. The razor glided effortlessly over each thigh. an ankle, revealing the true softness and beauty that lay beneath. As he gazed at his legs, he marveled at the gentle femininity that radiated from within him. Finally, he stepped out of the bath, the water dripping from his newly-shaven body. Wrapping himself in a fluffy pink towel, he looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. The reflection staring back at him was not just Terry but a woman waiting to be set free. Terry walked into the bedroom, the fluffy pink towel wrapped around him, still basking in the newfound sense of self-love. As he entered, Jake turned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He couldn't help but let out a low whistle, appreciating the beauty standing before him. Wow, Terry Bear, you look absolutely stunning, Jake exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration. Terry glanced at the bed where Jake had laid out a carefully chosen ensemble. A pink dress with delicate lace details, sheer stockings, pink open-toed heels, and a matching pink Alice band adorned the bedspread. At the very center lay a pair of delicate satin pink panties and a matching pink lace bra. The color that once seemed cliché and stereotypical was now a celebration of Terry's new femininity. but smile at the sight. Pink? You really went all out Jake. Jake's smile widened as he took Terry's hand and pulled him closer. Pink is the color of love, sweetness, and new beginnings. It suits you perfectly, my love. Terry's heart swelled with warmth at Jake's words. He reached out to touch the fabric of the dress, marveling at its softness. I never thought I'd see myself wearing pink like this. But with you by my side, Jake, I feel brave enough to embrace it." Jake gently caressed Terry's cheek, his eyes filled with tenderness. "'Embrace it all my love. Become my wife.' He said with a husky note in his voice. Feeling the sense of warmth and love enveloping him, Terry began to dress. First he slipped on the delicate pink lace panties, marvelling at their softness on his shaved skin. The bra was next, it was specially made with little silicone padding sewn into their seams. Terry glanced at Jake as he slipped them on, feeling their feminine weight against his chest, and the warmth that spread through him, as he glanced at his new female silhouette. He moved to the other clothing, slipping into the pink dress. drawing the sheer stockings up his legs, and sliding his feet into the open-toed heels. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and smiled. As Terry adjusted the pink Alice band in his hair, he looked over at Jake, who was watching him intently. You were meant to be a woman, Jake whispered. Terry smiled and leaned over the bed to pick up the final pink article he had missed. It was a pink business card. Dr. Alice Smith, Gender Reassignment Specialist. Terry said in a soft slightly wavering voice. He looked up as he felt Jake's large frame looming behind him, tall and strong and comforting. The appointment is in 20 minutes, let's get going. Terry and Jake sat in the cozy office of Dr. Alice. She was a prim and professional-looking brunette in her mid-forties, with a kind smile. They had been there for an entire hour, going over everything. Dr. Alice, I've come to realize that I not only want to transition, but I also want to become Jake's wife," Terry revealed, his voice trembling with emotion. His heart was pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Jake squeezed Terry's hand, providing a comforting reassurance. We've been partners for more than two years now. Jake has always made me feel like a woman and now I want the world to see me as he does. Dr. Alice nodded, her expression kind and understanding. Thank you for sharing that with me, Terry. It's important to honor your authentic self and the dynamics of your relationship. Let's talk about hormone therapy, Dr. Alice continued. Hormones will play a significant role in reshaping Terri's body to align with her identity as a woman. Estrogen will be introduced to facilitate changes such as softening of the skin, redistribution of fat to create a more feminine silhouette, and the growth of breast tissue. Terri listened attentively, absorbing the information, feeling a sense of excitement and exhilaration. Jake interjected, his voice low. What about breast growth, Dr. Alice? Are there options for surgery if Terry desires a larger size? Terry blushed and looked at Jake. Absolutely, Jake. Hormone therapy can initiate breast development, but the extent of growth can vary. If Terry desires a more significant size, We can discuss the option of breast augmentation surgery at a later stage. It's important for Terry to feel comfortable and confident in her body. Which leads me to the next point, the usage of female pronouns. I think you should start using them with Terry, at this she glanced at Terry, although I suspect you are aeady? Jake reached over and took Terry's hand in his. She has always been a woman to me. Dr. Alice asked about Terry's plans regarding further surgery. Terry, have you given any thought to bottom surgery? It's very intimate and personal but also essential to consider your options. Terry smiled at Jake and squeezed his hand. I want it. I want to be his wife in every sense of the word. Terry and Jake found themselves alone at home, seeking comfort and solace on the familiar couch. The soft glow of candles all around the room created an intimate atmosphere as they nestled close, their bodies entwined in a loving embrace They sipped on champagne, the bubbles dancing on their tongues, as they celebrated a pivotal moment in Terry's journey Terry had changed into a delicate lace nightgown the softness making her skin glow in places she had never felt before. With a warm smile, Jake reached into his pocket and retrieved a small envelope. Terry's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she recognized the prescription of hormones they had picked up earlier that day. It had been a day of firsts. Jake had started referring to Terry with female pronouns, in public as the doctor had advised. Terry had been blushing wildly as they stood at the chemists and Jake made conversation with the lady behind the counter She has been waiting for these all her life, he had said with a smile. Terry had smiled at them both Now, gently, Jake handed the little pills to Terry, their fingers brushing against each other in a tender exchange Terry's heart swelled with gratitude for Jake safely enveloped in the warmth of his large masculine frame, safe to be who she was meant to be. To new beginnings, Jake said, his voice filled with pride. Terry raised her glass, her eyes meeting Jake's as they clinked their champagne flutes together. The sweet sound resonated in the air, a toast to her future transformation. Jake watched intently as Terry slipped the pills onto her tongue. Swallow. whispered with a sly smile. With a deep breath, Terry swallowed the pills, following it with the champagne, feeling a sense of anticipation and euphoria as the hormones began their journey into her stomach and through her veins. As the hormones coursed through Terry's body, she felt a subtle shift, an internal transformation that made her feel more in tune with her new femininity. She leaned into Jake's comforting embrace. their bodies now fitting even more perfectly together. Male and female at long last.
just thought I'd introduce myself since I'm new here and might be convinced to come out of lurking if I find the right people 😊
I'm M19 from the UK and have a few interests, mostly around crossdressing and hypnosis. I would love to lose control and have my mind dominated but that's clearly for another time 😉
Another hogtie with a timer padlock, still trying out small variations in upper body bondage and the way the release is supposed to work. This one worked as I was stuck until the padlock released but the bondage was not as strict as in other sessions.
Posted by: Marc - 16 Jun 2023, 06:40 - Forum: Français
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J'avais lu sur cette idée d'auto-bondage et comme le matériel segufix est horriblement cher, j'ai voulu tester l'idée proposée par le gîte fétichiste pendant mes vacances.
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Comme Marc est très sympathique avec ses clients, je lui ai demandé de venir m'aider pour les réglages en précisant que je voulais réaliser un fantasme et l'essayer toute une nuit. Sa réponse fut, avec un grand sourire coquin, "avec plaisir".
Nous sommes entrés dans la pièce secrète où il m'a immédiatement remis le trousseau de clés avec le cordon dépendant X clés de cadenas, dont celle d'une paire de menottes en acier. Il m'a ensuite prêté un slip en plastique et une barboteuse pour que je n'aie pas froid.
Il m'a alors conseillé d'acheter un lot de 3 canapés ou d'aller à la pharmacie et d'acheter un pack pour éviter une catastrophe dans le lit de la chambre LOVE. N'étant pas ABDL, j'ai accepté sa demande car je n'en avais pas.
Quand nous sommes arrivés au cachot, il m'a dit qu'il laisserait les canapés au bar avant de me proposer de m'allonger sur le lit de la chambre LOVE. Invitée à écarter les bras et les jambes, je le laissai retenir mes chevilles, mes jambes et un seul de mes poignets. Oui, il y avait quelques ajustements à faire. Je n'étais pas trop gêné cependant, car je portais un jean et un T-shirt.
Et puis, moment le plus gênant de tous, il m'a demandé si je préférais un verre de rosé ou un verre de rouge, et quels accessoires j'avais prévu ou envie d'essayer en plus !
- Qu'allez-vous ajouter pour votre plaisir ? Une fiche ? Un vibromasseur entre la culotte en plastique et la couche ? Une cage de chasteté ? Un bonnet isolant pour aller encore plus haut ?
HEU... qu'est-ce que je peux dire à ça sans me dévoiler ? Je devais être aussi rouge qu'une tomate trop mûre laissée dans le champ au milieu d'une canicule d'août. Toujours aussi zen, il a attendu ma réponse avant de continuer à me conseiller.
Je lui ai dit que j'hésitais pour le plug mais que j'aimais bien la cagoule et l'idée d'un vibromasseur entre la culotte en plastique et la couche.
ET PUIS ce pervers m'a proposé d'ajouter une minuterie au vibromasseur pour que je puisse varier le plaisir en l'allumant et en l'éteignant. N'osant pas parler par timidité, j'ai simplement hoché la tête "oui". "J'obtiendrai ce dont j'ai besoin" fut sa réponse, me laissant seul avec mon embarras de compagnon d'infortune...
Deux minutes plus tard, il connecta la minuterie à la rallonge du lit dans la chambre LOVE, suivi du masseur Magic wand. "Il suffit de l'allumer, de choisir le type de vibration que l'on veut et de le verrouiller entre la culotte en plastique et la couche", m'a dit Marc, comme s'il me parlait d'une recette...
En fait, il n'a rien à voir avec nos petits secrets ou nos envies, il ne juge rien, tout lui semble naturel. C'est surprenant au début du voyage!
- Pour l'ICE-timer, si vous voulez vraiment tester toute la nuit, je vous conseille de mettre les clés dans un grand tupperware sans bloquer la ficelle que vous devrez attacher aux menottes. Si tu oublies ce détail, sans le string tu seras coincé jusqu'à midi, quand, si je ne t'ai pas vu, je viendrai vérifier que tout va bien !
Ne voulant pas être vu enchaîné dans une mauvaise position, je ne risquerais pas d'oublier ! !
Après son départ, je suis allé me promener à Morata de Jalon puis une petite randonnée le long du Jalon. J'ai finalement dépassé la zone d'escalade où j'ai pu voir, MDR une dizaine de passionnés de bondage en hauteur. Arrivé au gîte, après une bonne douche je suis allé à la piscine pour bronzer après un bon bain. J'avais tellement envie d'essayer cet auto-bondage que j'ai mangé très tôt avant de récupérer l'ICE-timer de mon congélateur.
When I got to the dungeon, I realised that he'd applied 3 layers as indicated, one would be enough but having 2 in advance just in case isn't a bad idea after all. After getting naked, I had a bit of trouble putting on my nappy as I'm not used to wearing them. Then I quickly put on the plastic panties and the romper.
Excited as hell, I had to partially undress to put a little plug in my bottom. I'd never tried it all night, so the idea of not being able to take it out when I didn't feel like it any more appealed to me. Finally ready and 'fulfilled', I made sure that the string from the ICE-timer was connected to the handcuffs before lying down on the bed with the BDSM bonnet and an open-mouthed gag.
After shackling my bottom, ankles and thighs, I put the gag and then the Magic Wand vibrator on between the plastic panties and my nappy. Hummmm! I closed the romper before putting on the bonnet, which I pulled on tightly. I can't hide the fact that in the nappy, my noodle certainly looked like an outraged cucumber! Blindfolded, I shackled my left wrist before handcuffing myself, as Marc had instructed.
I barely heard the clicks, clicks, clicks, but that moment was my destiny as a slightly mad rascal. My first instinct was to test the restraints. They did indeed hold and my movements were very limited. Except that it's always at times like these that your nose or another part of your anatomy itches. Let's skip this inconvenience.
The vibrator stopped just as my excitement was building. GRRR. In my mind, a very stern Mistress had decided to punish and humiliate me by forcing me to go down on myself. What's more, this sadistic woman had put a plug in my bum which, I must admit, feels really good when you move it.
When the vribro started up again, I was scared! That moment of surprise made me realise how vulnerable and dependent I was on 'my imaginary Mistress'. Wiggling your bottom while the vibrator titillates your front is all very well, except that with the restraints on, movement is very limited. Just as I was starting to get into the swing of things, this bastard stopped, as if he wanted to play on my frustration. I had to wait 15 minutes before I could wiggle my arse again. Yes, but 15 minutes without manual stimulation doesn't lead to an orgasm.
Frustrating! Horribly frustrating! I wanted to play and I couldn't leave the gaming table, or rather, the bed in the LOVE room, which had become a bit like the wheel of the inquisition without the horrible pain. Or so I thought....
While an open-mouth gag makes it safer to breathe and in the event of vomiting or a coughing fit, it's really impossible to spit it out. It's a 'faithful' piece of crap, and after a while it hurts your jaw muscles. I discovered this in the middle of the night, at least I think I did, because when I pulled on the string to get the handcuff keys, the ice cube still felt heavy.
What happened next? Then the alternating vibrations of the vibrator allow you to start falling asleep before waking up. As a great sadist, Marc hadn't warned me or asked me how long I wanted to 'vibrate'. As he wasn't stingy with electricity, the bastard hadn't switched it off, so I vibrated for 15 minutes every 15 minutes until the next day!
On top of that, although I can get through the night without going to the toilet, with the magic wand massager practically on my bladder, it's hard to resist. Despite a fierce battle against the rebellion of "Mrs Capricious Bladder", I had no choice but to give in "a little". A little is what you think, because once you've started to relieve the rebellious bladder, it refuses to stop. While this is very annoying, it's not as unpleasant as all that.... during the vibrations. It's a good thing the protectors 'drink', or absorb, I'm sorry, because spending the night soaking wet wouldn't have been much fun.
If the night was finally hellish because of the gag that gave pain (which lasts the next morning when the jaws start working again) this selfbondage generated in my head a nightmare and then crazy erotic dreams. In fact, if it's impossible to sleep with the vibrator waking you up every 15 minutes, you end up dozing off during the cuts.
The morning sensations were original and embarrassing for the shy man that I am! Let me explain my shame. The ice cube had given me back the keys and thus freed me. To get from the LOVE room to the gîte, you have to walk past the swimming pool. I did this with the plug 'pushing' the nappy, hanging between my legs in the plastic panties, and then the romper.
ET PUIS je me suis retrouvé nez à nez avec Marc, qui était venu nettoyer la piscine ! Qu'il suffise de dire que je me suis presque énervé de honte et que j'ai expulsé le bouchon. Heureusement, il a juste dit bonjour et n'a pas essayé de discuter, probablement parce qu'il n'était pas motivé pour démarrer une discussion par mon regard.
Après m'être enfermé dans mon gîte, j'ai enfin pu me libérer de tout ce que je portais et prendre une douche salutaire. Après un peu de libre-service, une matinée gracieuse m'était réservée.
Fin
Si Marc existe vraiment
Si la chambre d'hôte fétiche existe vraiment
S'il est possible de vivre ce type d'aventure au Gîte Fetichistes
Cette histoire est complètement fictive. Son but est de vous donner un exemple de ce qu'il est possible de vivre au gîte fétichistes.
eady? Jake reached over and took Terry's hand in his. She has always been a woman to me. Dr. Alice asked about Terry's plans regarding further surgery. Terry, have you given any thought to bottom surgery? It's very intimate and personal but also essential to consider your options. Terry smiled at Jake and squeezed his hand. I want it. I want to be his wife in every sense of the word. Terry and Jake found themselves alone at home, seeking comfort and solace on the familiar couch. The soft glow of candles all around the room created an intimate atmosphere as they nestled close, their bodies entwined in a loving embrace They sipped on champagne, the bubbles dancing on their tongues, as they celebrated a pivotal moment in Terry's journey Terry had changed into a delicate lace nightgown the softness making her skin glow in places she had never felt before. With a warm smile, Jake reached into his pocket and retrieved a small envelope. Terry's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she recognized the prescription of hormones they had picked up earlier that day. It had been a day of firsts. Jake had started referring to Terry with female pronouns, in public as the doctor had advised. Terry had been blushing wildly as they stood at the chemists and Jake made conversation with the lady behind the counter She has been waiting for these all her life, he had said with a smile. Terry had smiled at them both Now, gently, Jake handed the little pills to Terry, their fingers brushing against each other in a tender exchange Terry's heart swelled with gratitude for Jake safely enveloped in the warmth of his large masculine frame, safe to be who she was meant to be. To new beginnings, Jake said, his voice filled with pride. Terry raised her glass, her eyes meeting Jake's as they clinked their champagne flutes together. The sweet sound resonated in the air, a toast to her future transformation. Jake watched intently as Terry slipped the pills onto her tongue. Swallow. whispered with a sly smile. With a deep breath, Terry swallowed the pills, following it with the champagne, feeling a sense of anticipation and euphoria as the hormones began their journey into her stomach and through her veins. As the hormones coursed through Terry's body, she felt a subtle shift, an internal transformation that made her feel more in tune with her new femininity. She leaned into Jake's comforting embrace. their bodies now fitting even more perfectly together. Male and female at long last.
..... see, it's just not the same! 😟
