Last night was the once a month tranny night at the place of a tranny who was Master's slave before I was given that honour.

The party gives both full time and closet transvestites the opportunity to dress girly in a safe environment, and if desired have it off with a guy or another tranny.

This was the first time that Master and I attended.

Earlier in the day I had my regular Friday visit to the salon for a Brazilian, facial, manicure and Botox treatment. Apparently Master had phoned earlier for thick false eyelashes to be added and my hair to be pulled up in a plait starting at the top of my head and finishing haly way down my back.

Dress for the evening was micro short dress, gstring and 4 inch inch stilletoes. No Bra. Nipple rings were inserted and I was required to put my hoop earring that normally goes in the piercing at the base of my nose. My thought was that I was to be led around the party on display. My anal plug was inserted and my cock was locked away.

Master's girlfriend applied slutty make up and I looked fantastic along with the new eyelashes, and the ponytail looked so kinky.

The drive to the party was exstasy as sitting on the plug drove it deeper into me and each time I moved it touched another sensitive part.

The other girls at the party were very nice and friendly. Obviously the amteurs were nothing to look at but some of the professional girls were beautiful and I exchanged phone numbers with them. Master does not mind as long as I tell him about them, what we intend to do and he approves.

The socialising went on for about an hour with touching, cuddling and some kissing. Having my mind on other things I did'nt notice that the number of people had increased dramatically, with particularly a lot of guys and their girlfriends milling around.

My master summoned me upstairs which I did immediately to meet 6 guys and their wives or girlfriends. I was instructed to strip naked except for my shoes. I was then required to walk around the room to show my body parts, piercings and tattoes. The caged cock always intrigues the women who take great delight in fondling my balls and sticking their fingernails down through the cage shaft to tease the tip of my cock, I gues trying to make my come.

My wrists were tied and a strap was used to pull my shoulders together. Still standing, my legs were separated with a spreader bar.  I was bent over and the plug removed from arse.

I was bent over a rail and with the spreader my arse was stuck up in the air inviting penetration. Pieces of fishing line were attached to my nipple rings and attached to nails in the floor. I was totally helpless but at least in this position they could only arse fuck me. But Master soon fixed that by attaching a long leather strap to the end of my plait and tying it to a ring in the ceiling. Pulling on the plait my face was raised to a position to service my tormentors.

Some of the women by now were totally turned on and their man's cocks were growing. A couple of the women came over for me to lick and eat their pussy. This drove the guys crazy and I think for about the next 3 hours I was fucked crazy in both holes. In fact my mouth got so tired that they added an o ring in my mouth to keep it open.

Once I had satisfied all demands, my Master released me from my bondage although he left my wrists and elbows tied up. My cock cage was removed and the spreader removed. I was not alloed to clean myself up as I had cum running down my face, chest and legs. The nose ring was attached and I was lead downstairs on the leather strap. I was again paraded around this room to a lot of cheering and clapping from the audience.

As a final embaressment I was lead to a corner of the room that had plastic on the floor and a simple pully. My legs were spread again and the leather strap was attached to the base of my plait. He then proceeded to turn the pully pulling me up by the hair. He only went as far as leaving me on my toes to balance, but I still experienced a far amount of pain in the hairline in the middle of my head.

The party then continued with me being the main converation point. Cum dripping dowm and the pain in my legs, arms and shoulders building up the longer I was left in position. Then every now and again some prick coming over to tease my tits or arse hole while trying to keep my balance. Master's strict instructions were that I must not come if sucked by one of the guests. The trannies saw this as a dare to their "womenhood" to make me cum. I took 10 of them without cumming, but that just pissed them off more especially as people got drunk. It was a living hell until mid morning when I went home with Master.

It was a relief to have a shower, arouse Master for his girlfriend and then get some sleep.

The reason I try so hard not to come is that Master will turn me out of his house. What is a partly feminized bimbo to do and how could I survive with my male identity pretty well gone and nothing as a female.

This is what happened to the TV at the party. Lucky for her she had a tranny friend who ttok her in and started the weekly parties to generate income along with operating as a prostitute.