Hi all,
I’m only on here to browse and not meet, online video meet or swap numbers, socials or pictures. Please send more than a few words if you message me :-)
I’m a trans, non binary, gender fluid although some would say I lean heavily on the feminine side!
I’m shy, quiet/mute and smooth and clean.
I’m not out but do dress gender neutral as much as I can when out and about.
Long story short is that I can’t meet anyone at the moment. I’ve got some health problems which means I’m home bound and I can’t accommodate. I have a mixture of depression, anxiety, headaches, traumas, neck and lower back pains. I’m in locked chastity as if I ejaculate, I get a super bad headache and back pains. Not sure why at the moment but I’m not joking.
I’ve been on here many times before and have met a lot of you one way or the other.
I love getting dressed up whether it’s for a party or something more fancy.
I love slimline sequin micro dresses with tights and a vast arrange of things to match.
I love lingerie sets.
I also enjoy athlesuire and have a wide variety of Adidas 3 stripe gear, spandex and body figure items.
Sometimes it all turns me on but I just feel like myself in them.
I used to find it hard to meet people in the first place to be honest except for going out on my road bike and meeting people parked up in their van or lorry.
I also enjoy bondage, some BDSM, spandex and role play. I have a lot of stories on here which I’ll expand on later.
If someone sends me a message to tell me what they would do to them it makes me feel super good.
Take care all.
Sky x
One story:
I was in my teens once and met a small number of men in an alleyway. Don’t know why I did it but I agreed to met them after someone arranging it for me, although started to change my mind straight away lol but it was too late.
I was dressed in a pink crop top, micro pink hot pants and converse and didn’t have anything else with me (Bit of a mistake and no one knew I was there. I don’t really have any family or friends either).
I was quickly blindfolded and taken to a basement or abandoned warehouse or something. I couldn’t see much to be honest as the room was pitch black except for a small spotlight shining on me.
They stripped me except for my high top converse and blonde wig and then cuffed my wrists wide above my head on this cross. They also cuffed my ankles below. They oiled me up and put a ball gag in.
They hoisted the cross off the ground and chucked some buckets of freezing cold water at me.
My arms took all the strain although I was anorexic at the time so I didn’t have any bodyweight to worry about.
I had a small ledge I could sit on but that would mean shoving a big dildo up my arse.
They started whipping me and then giving me oral and anal. I was there for most of the night. It was so painful and degrading as they didn’t hold back despite my moaning and crying lol but I guess I asked for it.
I was sort of kept there for a number of months and knew about that before I went. I had my own cramp room with a basic bed and few other facilities in a locked cell. I had this electric neck collar around my neck for their security reasons. :-S I had a number of feminine things and bondage devices they wanted me to wear when it was my time to be on display. Looking back at it I do laugh at how desperate the situation was but it was OK.
