Chapter 1

The sissy cowered, legs wide with her anus exposed, and was taken by the gratefully grunting official, his cock sliding deep and bringing tears of submissive pleasure from the pretty girl. Her trial had been formal enough, but now she’d been sentenced to deportation and enslavement on the punishment planet Vorlax Five, she was now easy meat for any official partial to the erotic and forbidden pleasures of fucking sissies ... forbidden in the world beyond the courtroom, but a veritable free for all beyond it.

As the guard grunted his frenzied delight in penetrating the sissy he’d long had his eye on, taking his cock up to the hilt, the sweet sissy’s cock perked erect, her smoothly shaven balls moving to orgasm in masochistic lust at the foolishness that had led her there, and wondering if she’d ever reach Vorlax Five, as she watched sissies as adorably effeminate as her, struggle as they were secreted away through a side door in the hands of grinning new owners, never to leave the home planet, but to continue as enforced sissy prostitutes no doubt, after monies were exchanged with the guards.

As her mounter grunted toward a delicious orgasm, thrusting and bring her to the point of no return, she sighed with masochistic pleasure at seeing that some others were condemned to an even worse fate, the very judge who had condemned her to deportation, grinned with sexual lust as an equally pretty sissy sucked at his cock ... whilst he slowly strangled her. She no doubt held information about other high ranking officials, which would go no further.

The judge grunted in a combined ecstasy of pure sexual pleasure and dominant sadism, as the sissy whose little cock stood high on the lust of absolute masochism to a male whose cock had reamed her anus many times, now choked on both the spunk which burst from that cock, and the cord about her throat which the judge pulled ever tighter as his semen flowed. He grinned with spiteful satisfaction as the sissy slumped, her face blue but her expression one of serene masochistic pleasure, milky semen dribbling from both her mouth and her diminutive cock, having known the absolute ecstasy of death at the hands of a dominant. The Judge and his corrupt associates now free to continue with that corruption, knowing a possibility of detection had been silenced to order.

The official enjoying our sissy, grunted in an ecstasy of his own at seeing the debacle, and the sissy spurted wildly and gratifyingly as his stiff cock spurted hot semen into her anus, she knowing a life of enslavement lay ahead for her, rather than an instant death or becoming an asset of the underworld on the home planet, as while she was still in orgasm with that stiff cock penetrating her, the grunting guard swiftly gagged her and bound her wrists, then easing his cock out with a gratified sigh, adjusted his clothing before tying her ankles. He then summoned a colleague who’d also enjoyed a weeping sissy, and the two sneering guards lifted the two condemned girls, one by one, onto the conveyor on which they’d ride into the belly of the transporter, the guard poking a finger deep into the sissy’s anus for good measure and goading as she then began her journey to a new hell on the rubber conveyer.

“Get used to that sort of treatment girly ... you’ll get that all the time where you’re going!” Her small cock was already erecting again at being bound and helpless, the feeling of rubber against her body, not the kind she’d enjoyed before, but still adding her her submissive wonderment at what she faced ... while the sissy beside her simply sobbed in woeful terror.

Tina Chambers had been classified as a boy at birth, simply due to the obvious, but from a very early age, it was noted by the Population Factory where she and thousands of others were born through the laboratory union of sperm and egg, that ‘he’ was definitely a she, as the physical and mental sides developed. Bullied by other boys, and caught obliging some in a curious way, the anomaly was secreted away to a special unit - known only by the procurers of that facility, in it being unofficial - as that institution was desperate to retain its existing quota of human heads, in a world where deviance of gender was strictly forbidden; this practice, so typical of the home world, where corruption and deviance went side by side with the facade of purist living.

The boy became Tina in this unit, where only the most effeminate of creatures, those who could be passed off as girls, existed. The procurers knew that the pretty things there, would either go through life as spinsters ... or find their way into the twilight world that existed, to be used and enjoyed by the otherwise heterosexual males who abounded there, partial to the deviance of owning and dominating a ‘Sissy’. As Tina’s development progressed through puberty and on to young adulthood, it was apparent to the Procurers that she was ripe for the latter lifestyle ... and would fetch the corrupt side of that establishment a tidy sum.

Stunningly pretty by anybody’s standards, the sweet blonde was seen to have a pert interest in any male visitor to the unit, unaware of the fate which may await her, she openly flirted with some of them, her sexuality ripening with each male showing interest ... pleasing the institutions staff, who prompted it, rather than discouraged the sissy’s flirtatious actions. Tina found herself attracted to one male in particular, a regular visitor, who unbeknown to her, had purchased several sissies before, though she had noted that some of her prettier acquaintances had disappeared from the institute. Cecil Dubbard was already nicely erect as he spoke with the stern Matron who watched over several units, having been eyeing Tina’s pert buttocks since his arrival. He deftly passed an envelope containing monies to the stern woman, confirming his intention to pass more on in purchasing her ... and allowing him certain favours, as per the covert institute’s dark etiquette.

“I think she needs to be moved to the wayward girls unit ... in readiness for what’s to come.” Matron secreted the package, her nipples hard through her tight blouse with her own sexual excitement, in knowing how the soft sissy would be treated by some of the more dominant girls there.

“Oh yes Mr Dubbard, I couldn’t agree more ... and I’m sure you’ll find the ante room there most useful on your visits.” Cecil’s cock boned at the thought of having his cock sucked by the sweet sissy whilst a mob of tarty girls saw just how a sissy should be treated. But as his cock stiffened, his thoughts went to his main intention, as he whispered into Matron’s ear.

“Have the price for her ready for my next visit, I’ll pay it whatever it is ... she’ll fetch me a good price out there, such is the market for sissies.” Matron’s cunt swelled, her clitoris tingling with dark thoughts of her own. The institute’s outward reputation had to remain intact, and this would be Dubbard’s lat purchase. She and her cohorts had enjoyed his money, but he was becoming too regular. As per other purchasers who’d become too frequent, she’d thoroughly enjoy informing the authorities of his deviant tastes ... and would masturbate lustily on reading about the public execution he’d suffer humiliatingly at her behest.

Cecil sensed her smugness about something as she flicked the tasseled whip which marked her undoubted authority, furthering his fantasies about being dominated by her ... he couldn’t know that her pleasure would be to dominate him in the extreme by proxy, the noosing of him rewarding her with an ecstasy she’d enjoy intensely, especially as she’d make sure he knew that she had placed him on the gallows, and would be there, smiling and joining in with the spiteful chants as he suffered the short drop hanging he so thoroughly deserved. Tina’s anus tingled as Matron approached her with Dubbard following, the bulge in his apparel more than evident.

“Come with me sissy, you’re moving quarters ... I’ll fetch your worthless possessions later.” The other sissies sweet Tina had become friends with, touched her arms, some who’d enjoyed mutually squirming their little cocks with her until they spurted whilst naked in the dorms beds, clutched at her for as long as they could escape Matron’s attention, their faces all showing they didn’t want her to go ... but Tina’s little cock erected at the sight of Matron’s whip, and the curt smile of a male she knew she’d be obliging in some way, and thinking that maybe she was to be disciplined for flirting with him on prior occasions too.

Dubbard’s rigid cock pulsed a little pre-cum as he took the effeminate hand of the sissy into his own, a benefit he could now enjoy having parted with money, and felt her tremble as he admired the touch of her slender fingers and neatly painted nails, the gentle tremor confirming the sincerity of her submissive nature ... she was truly the most effeminate and attractive sissy he’d encountered for some time, and he was already close to coming at the prospect of having those puffy red lips which she pouted on being touched for the first time, put to good use in knowing the dominance of his cock. The once flirtatious sissy, now stepped meekly on her tall heels, her stomach churning in knowing she faced something erotic, her tight anus clenching and dilating beneath her daintily frilled dress as she followed the whip welding matron.

Matron chuckled as the sissy was led through a gate to an area she’d not frequented before, the bold woman pointing her whip at a sign on the wire fence by the entrance: ‘Females Only, Beyond This Point.’ She gave a quick glance about her, supposedly ensuring that no-one saw their entry ... but knowing full well that her cohorts were eagerly viewing their progress remotely.

“There sissy! ... you’re to be treated to a real girls environment, and you’ll be made most welcome!” Her laughter cut the air as cleanly as her whip, Dubbard just gasping as he gripped the sissy’s hand tightly, his cock ready to explode, as Tina was led forward to a door, beyond which could be heard the hub-ub of excited femininity ... Matron having previously informed the inhabitants what to expect. A door at the end of the pathway labelled ‘W’ Dormitory was paused by, as Matron grinned, her cunt hot with arousal, on thinking that the pleasure of a hanging by her order, was now within her grasp.