Vicious teen gang attacks sissy man! - Part 1

Tawaki

This is from a new author, and I think it is a pretty awesome story, lots of tension! Do you like sissy fiction? Then enjoy!

Tawaki was leaning on her boyfriend, Seth, when she spotted the sissy man emerging from the lingerie store.

The sissy's name was Mrinal, and he was as pretty as a girl, beautiful, big and doe-eyed. Yes, eyes say a lot, and his eyes were always pleading, always afraid, always begging. Tawaki had noticed the outlines of the camisole he wore inside his shirt the very first day he came to her neighbourhood.

The sissy had moved into the neighbourhood a few weeks ago with his lady, whose name was Sulbha. Tawaki had not seen her yet, but the word was that she was the most beautiful woman anyone had ever seen, a little chubby - not fat - heavy breasts which looked full of milk, flawless skin and a deep navel in a meaty belly, and her soft flesh jiggled as she walked.

Why would such a gorgeous woman be with a sissy like Mrinal? Perhaps Sulbha loved the way Mrinal was sensitive and soft, knowing that he was incapable of violence, and too soft to defend himself. Perhaps it was because he needed her care and protection, and his eyes were just so innocent and imploring! She must have felt responsible for him, and therefore coddled him like a baby.

Literally, he was coddled like a baby. Sulbha was a doctor and she knew how to induce lactation to feed Mrinal, physically and emotionally. She had also given him some drugs to induce juicy secretions in Cowper’s gland even when he was not sexually excited. With her careful selection of diet and drugs, he was leaking secretions most of the time, his fluid smelt pleasantly intoxicating, of musk and peaches, but this also made him very conscious of his wet panties and slight sweet pain in his panties. He was always aware of his vulnerability. There was just something in the poor sissy which elicited the same reaction from aggressive people as a dog who has caught a smell of a poor deer. He was not able to take even verbal aggression.

Once, he had accidentally bumped into some stranger at McDonald’s, spilling some milkshake. Mrinal had shrunk back with apology as the other man barked at him. Mrinal’s heart had started beating like a machine, he was whimpering and shrinking as the man towered over him, shouting curses. He almost pissed himself when that guy grabbed his collar. A guard rushed over to break the impending beat-down and saved Mrinal. He noticed that many girls at that place were looking at him intently, some even with a wild desire in their eyes and a cruel smile on their lips.

All this was what Tawaki had heard, anyway, through word of mouth on the street, and she was fascinated.

T awaki herself was only fourteen. She was a street-smart girl with a strong liking towards violence. She was also member of a vicious teenage gang. She dressed in her black vests and blue denim, a metal belt around her waist. Her arms glistened with sweat and her mean, strong muscles like little serpents on her thin arms, a cruel smile on her lips and a murderous look in her unforgiving eyes. She looked every inch a killer.

Seth, her boyfriend, was 16 and not much bigger than Tawaki. He possessed the same unforgiving eyes. Most of the time he was sizing up potential targets.

“See that sissy? I bet he wears panties,” Tawaki said, pointing towards Mrinal.

“Uh-huh." Seth feigned disinterest.

“Looks so soft...." Tawaki licked her lips. "...and vulnerable.”

Seth kept silent.

“His woman, is one sweet meat, I hear,” she continued. "Big, natural breasts, the kind you love."

Finally, Seth smiled. “Well, let’s check him out, then,” he said, cracking his knuckles.

Tawaki giggled and took his hand in hers.

Mrinal, meanwhile, had noticed Tawaki and Seth walking in his direction. The sissy hesitated for a moment and thought of walking the other direction. Before he could make up his mind, the vicious teens “accidentally” bumped into him, feigning an apology as his shopping bag full of sweet panties fell on the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" gasped Tawaki, as she bent down to “help.” She grabbed a few panties, “Oh, just look how pretty these are!” she said to Seth, displaying one pair of white panties with pink lace and cute deer prints.

“Are those for you?” Seth asked, turning to Mrinal.

"Uh... they... they... they..."

“Of course they are!” Tawaki answered, with a wicked smile which left Mrinal flustered.

Seth took the panties from Tawaki’s hand and inspected them, feeling the luxurious fabric. “Nice... I got one for my girl, too, but it was black and had wild dogs printed on it.”

Mrinal

“That's because you are so manly, my love! Look at him, he is like a poor soft deer himself!"

Shyly, looking downwards, Mrinal extended his hand to take his panties back. Seth placed the panties back in his palms and grabbed Mrinal’s hands. They felt like a woman’s hands. Mrinal tried to twist his hands free but Seth’s grip was too strong for him. After few long minutes he let Mrinal go. Mrinal stuffed the panties in his bag and hurried away.

Tawaki coolly relished his flustered looks with a wicked smile. “Such a sissy, it will be fun,” she said to herself as her anticipation grew. Tawaki stood in front of Seth, put her arms delicately around his neck and looked him in his eyes. “I need to know if you are the same strong person whom I fell in love with.” She took his hands in her hands. “You almost crushed his wrists, honey. I only wonder what your fists will do to his soft belly?" She giggled. “I have seen your strong arms, I want to see a strong heart with no weak feelings. I want to see it, will you show me that?”

Seth drew upon his cigarette and smirked. “Tonight,” he replied.

Tawaki gently tugged his black metal eat studs and kissed him deeply, groping his bulge.

...to be continued!