We thought we were immune. After all we were straight. Women only on our dance card.
But we entered the shemale brothel we were totally unprepared.
They were gorgeous.. Sensual.. Seductive.
They rivaled any natural woman. Caught offguard they began a stripper like performance. Each capturing one of us in their hot horny gaze.
Like dear in a headlight we stared as the shook their hips and asses and waived their firm tits back n forth.
Too late we realized they had slowly approached us and now their perfumes brgan to drug and fog our minds with thoughts of sex.
Whispers of promises to relax and release in hushed voices slipped into our ears further stripping away our will to resist.
Once close enough each began rubbing and teasing us knowing exactly how it felt and using that carnal knowledge to drain the last of our resistance.
Soon our cocks where released and they swallowed us whole. No man could fight the overwhelming pleasure and then they guided our hard needy cocks into their well oiled shepussies.
Moments later each of us came deeply and collapsed into a deep hypnotic slumber.
Now awake they are once again swaying their bodies as the prepare us to be take by them.
I know I should run..fight..resist but I cant look away and my cock is already enslaved.
Tonight they turn us into their slaves...
I think this be my favourite caption I’ve ever read.
So much better than pussy