Your Favorite Shemale fantasy

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Found this on Pinterest. “Batman” was on TV long before I was born but I used to watch it in reruns. I often credit that show and “Wonder Woman” for starting my interest in bondage.

This picture seems more gay than trans but looking back, I realized that as a kid I used to get a hardon whenever a girl or “Robin” was tied up but not “Batman.” And of course I always had a crush on “Catwoman.” Would probably let her tie me up… Interesting.

Most people my age were introduced to Batman through the 1989 movie with Michael Keaton. I went to see it in the Summer of ’89 with my Dad and was mostly impressed with the car—and Kim Basinger.

There is one episode in particular I remember. They were kidnapped by the Joker and strapped into “electric chairs.” In my own "version" of this, Robin has long black shoulder length hair. His costume has been torn during the struggle. His skin is silky smooth and underneath the spandex I can see that his nipples are very hard. Kissing him, I remove his mask revealing his pretty blue eyes and beautiful cheekbones. He is wearing sheer beige tights and satin panties that nicely show off his gorgeous cock straining for release.

Who knows what might happen?

Looking into his beautiful eyes, I pull down his panties and begin to tease and stroke his 7” cock ever so slowly as he begs for me to let him cum. Knowing fully well that at any moment 100,000 volts could surge through the chair killing us both, I take him gently into my mouth and proceed to suck him off. He moans and strains against his bonds as the tension builds.

Neither one of us is afraid. To die together, maybe precisely at the moment of climax, would be incredible. Soon he cums. His load is thick and creamy. I swallow it as he collapses against the back of the chair. Then I undo all of the straps holding him. He falls into my arms and we kiss.

Right then the electricity shoots through both chairs like lighting.

Sorry Batman…

“Guess I won’t have a place to stay tonight” Robin says looking up at me.

“Yes you do baby” I say as we kiss again.

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[QUOTE=a9127;266124]Found this on Pinterest. “Batman” was on TV long before I was born but I used to watch it in reruns. I often credit that show and “Wonder Woman” for starting my interest in bondage.

This picture seems more gay than trans but looking back, I realized that as a kid I used to get a hardon whenever a girl or “Robin” was tied up but not “Batman.” And of course I always had a crush on “Catwoman.” Would probably let her tie me up… Interesting.

I remember watching Batman reruns as a kid and getting turned on a lot by that show. Robin never did anything for me (that was hot fantasy though!) but I liked that every villain had a beautiful woman as a sidekick and I just loved Yvonne Craig as Batgirl. There was Catwoman of course

The episodes that really blew my mind though were the ones with Carolyn Jones as Marsha Queen of Diamonds I remember watching those shows as a kid hard as a rock and not knowing what to do with my erection!

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Originally Posted by a9127

I remember watching Batman reruns as a kid and getting turned on a lot by that show. Robin never did anything for me (that was hot fantasy though!) but I liked that every villain had a beautiful woman as a sidekick and I just loved Yvonne Craig as Batgirl. There was Catwoman of course

The episodes that really blew my mind though were the ones with Carolyn Jones as Marsha Queen of Diamonds I remember watching those shows as a kid hard as a rock and not knowing what to do with my erection!

Will have to check out Marsha. I remember a female villain who put Batman, Batgirl, and Robin in a "Siamese human knot." But I don't think that was her.

That was definitely one of my crazier stories! I feel bad about killing off Batman. Especially since Adam West passed away not long after I posted this. RIP.

Just got to thinking “What if Robin was really a beautiful femboy?”

Much has been written about the possible homoerotic relationship between Batman and Robin. I have found many “shemale” or “femboy” cosplay Robin’s out there—some quite hot--will have to post pics.

Too much time on my hands obviously…

I remember the “Electric Chair” episode being one where they actually could have been killed. Usually Batman’s “predicaments” were silly. Like being turned into a giant ice cream cone or something. Do you remember the exploding rubber shark from the movie? My favorite scenes are where he’s running around with the giant bomb and when he “rehydrates” the members of the UN.

Lee Merriwether played Catwoman in the movie. A former Miss America, she was very beautiful (especially as “Miss Kitka” ) but no match for Julie Newmar.

Anyway don’t worry, I’m not staying away from TLB. If you read the posts right above mine in the “Is This Forum Dying” thread they all sound disgruntled. Just thought maybe if I didn’t post as much it would encourage others to contribute. None of them look like they have posted much. Maybe that thread should be deleted or closed?

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Out of the three Catwomen, Julie Newmar, Lee Meriwether, and Eartha kitt, Julie Newmar was definitely my favorite although all three were very beautiful.

Yvonne Craig as Batgirl was also a huge turn on but it was Marsha that really rocked my world. There was this episode where she does this really seductive dance. I remember getting totally worked up watching it. I had no idea what it was at the time but it sure made an impression. I was hooked on glamorous older women after that. (The opera helped with that too but that's another story.)

I never really pictured Robin as a femboy and while femboys aren't really my thing if you have any pictures of tgirls dressed as Robin I'd love to see them! The electric chair fantasy was hot.

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I remember reading this back in the late 90’s. While strictly not a “shemale” fantasy, I found it somewhat hot and thought others might enjoy it. Just use your imagination. For me at least it would get very interesting if say, Kelly Shore walked in on me... I have never tried anything like this and don’t recommend it as there are too many things that can go wrong.

It’s too long to post at over 4000 words. Sorry the page is kind of “dated.” Just pretend its 1999!

http://www.selfbound.net/helpless/index_autobond.htm

Here’s an excerpt:

I haven't done much self-bondage recently. The last real scene that I can recall happened early in the Fall. It was the most intense auto-bondage that I've undertaken to date. Rather than envisioning myself at the mercy of a female Dominatrix, I drove that intensity much higher by imagining -myself- as the master. This was a new twist for me, submitting to a male, but who would know better how to Top me, than me?

The setting was my exercise room. Intended as a bedroom, I have filled it with a large "Universal" type weight machine. I have mounted several mirrors to the walls, and a few more are loose. One wall is covered with about 30 Boris prints.

For this scene, I pulled down the window-shade, stripped, and knelt before one of the big mirrors. Kneeling down, knees spread wide, I picked up my collar, kissed it, and wrapped it around my neck, enjoying the smell, the rough feel of it. The heavy padlock went easily through the hasp, and with a resonant snap, the lock closed shut. Enslaved, I rushed around the house collecting up the necessary supplies.

When the floor of the exercise room was littered with rope, leather, cuffs, and various other items of pain or restraint, I lay down on the padded black exercise bench to check the view. Not good. I got up, and angled the bench up 30 degrees, locking it in place with a heavy steel pin. Better, but still not good enough. I slid the large movable mirror a few feet along the wall, until it was opposite where my head would be. I climbed back onto the bench, enjoying the sight of my muscles rippling as I positioned myself: feet down on the leg curl bar, body lying back on the bench, arms reaching high over my head, holding the two huge metal supports, between which the weights ride. I pretended that my wrists and ankles were fastened, and squirmed a bit. It felt good, stretching the muscles like that, and it looked good too.

My sight turned inward as I gazed into the mirrors, and I found myself wishing that I could replicate myself, with one copy to spring up and take control, binding the other copy tightly to the bench. I imagined how nice it would be to be able to tower over such a powerful male, made helpless by my bonds, and force him to submit to me. He would have to do anything I commanded, or face my wrath!

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Not having much luck getting laid this summer, I decided to try the site “find-prostitutes.com” to meet someone in Zionsville. There were over 40 profiles. The girl I finally decided on went by the name “SluttyCindy97.” She described herself as 20, 5’11”, slender build, long legs, blue eyes, long blonde hair, and large cock. She said she could be a top or bottom and was willing to try anything once.

I texted her and we agreed to meet downtown at the Dairy Queen next to the Bentley dealership. Very beautiful, she seemed friendly and we chatted over a “Guardians of The Galaxy” Blizzard. She had noticed the car I was driving and said “That’s really awesome, what do you do?” I told her I owned my own company in Zionsville and also taught at one of the local universities. She told me she was going back to Indiana University this fall and wanted to become a journalist. “You’re really cute. I bet I know some of your students. You’d be surprised. I can fix you up if you want.”

We chat for a while and you say, “I usually meet my ‘dates’ in the building where the antique store is. I’ve got my own place up there. It’s very private. Why don’t you walk over there with me? You saw on the website how much it is. I’ll leave the ‘tip’ up to you. Oh yeah, you can just call me ‘Cindy’ if you want.”

When we get to Cindy’s loft she kisses me then says "just leave it over there on the dresser." We continue making out and she says “You want me on my knees or you want to get on yours?” Already on my knees she giggles and says “well I guess that answers that…” She has already removed her top revealing a gorgeous tan body with small natural breasts. I can see the outline of her cock through her tight white cutoff shorts. It looks huge. Unzipping her shorts I slide them down her legs kissing her thighs and teasing her cock with my tongue.

Finally I start to suck her off. I don’t think I’ve ever been with anybody who had such a large cock before. She stands, legs far apart, bracing herself against a wall as I slowly bring her to orgasm. As I do I work a finger into her and massage her prostate. “Fucking Christ, that feels awesome baby. I might give you a freebie” you laugh. I do my best to take all of her in my mouth but I start to gag and she says “Don’t worry about it. Just keep doing whatever you were doing…”

After several minutes, she finally explodes in my mouth and I swallow most of her cum with the rest making a mess on the floor. She collapses to the ground sitting against the wall with her legs up. I’m on my hands and knees facing her. We both smile at each other. “You’ve still got another two hours coming baby. What would you like to do next? I can do anything you’ve ever dreamed of. You wanna get on the bed?”

We climb on and she lays there looking at me. “You’ve done this before haven’t you? Wow that was something else. I’ve never had a blow job like that before. Maybe I should pay you?”

I’m in no hurry so we both lay there and talk. You tell me a little more about yourself. You just turned 20 and it turns out you also live in Zionsville. You knew you were a “girl” when you were very young and had always been popular in school. One day you were looking at porn on your computer and realized there were a lot of guys who would love to spend a night with you. So…

“I bet I make more than I ever would with a college degree. Someday I will meet the right guy and settle down. Until then this is fun. And nobody knows.”

You lean over and kiss me again. Your mouth is open and the kiss is very lingering and sensual. “Just so you know, I don’t usually do that with a ‘client.’ So what would you like to do next?”

“Umm… what do YOU think?” I say as I kiss her and touch her breasts, running my hands all over her body.

“OK” you say smiling. “But I have to insist on ‘protection.’ Sorry, I believe you’re 100% clean but, well, you know…”

“Sure no problem.” Putting on a condom, I kiss you very hard then instantly we’re all over each other. I can tell you aren’t ‘faking’ it either. Our lovemaking is raw and aggressive. You are very strong and it’s almost like wrestling. Except that we are laughing and giggling. I was expecting someone cute who just laid there while I fucked her or she sucked my cock and took the money. This is way more than I ever expected.

Pausing you say “I always use this stuff, baby.” I gently insert my fingers and go to work on you. I can tell you are really turned on. Lying back on the bed you pull your legs up as I enter you. You let out a gasp once I’m inside then as I begin to fuck you, you moan and writhe while you grab onto the bars at the head of your bed. “God, that is fucking awesome… Christ…” You take your hands off the bars and stretch your arms out wide. Seeing the opportunity, I take hold of your wrists gently but firmly. You look me in the eyes and smile. Held tightly, your body squirms beneath mine, you say “Fuck me baby. Goddamn it... Ohhhhhh… Shit!” When I come it’s in the fucking rubber. To me it feels a little weird. I’ve almost always had unprotected sex with my partners but it still feels awesome with you. Your cum spurts onto your tummy and breasts. After I pull out I lick it off.

Both totally exhausted we lie there together. You say “God. I would have loved to let you shoot your load into me.”

You sit up and look at me. Touching my face you say “You know you can stay here as long as you want.”

We smile at each other. Then it’s time to go.

“What’s your name baby?”

“Andy.”

“That was amazing Andy. Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?”

“Maybe. Do you like movies and long walks?”

“Yeah.”

After I finish getting dressed we kiss for a very long time.

“You know how to get ahold of me Cindy.”

As I walk out the door I leave twice what you had asked for on the dresser.

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Note: To anyone who reads and enjoys these things. Thanks. If you want to skip the story and get to the sex stuff just go to "Part 2"

A few days later, I get a text “hey whats up its cindy wondering if u still wanted to go 4 a long walk”

“yeah sure know where I live?”

“stonegate of course c u soon!”

I am not yet dressed so I run around the house getting ready. Just in time too. There’s a loud engine noise from my driveway—she can’t possibly have another Hellcat like mine? No, it sounds totally different.

Going to the front door I open it and am amazed to find a brand new blaze metallic orange Nissan GT-R sitting in my driveway with Cindy behind the wheel.

Getting in I say “This is awesome! Where’d you get this?”

“From my parents for my birthday.”

“Oh. Yeah. Nice to see you again Cindy” I say as we kiss. “Sorry, I just got carried away when I saw that car in my driveway.”

“I thought you’d like it Andy. You know I’ve gotta take some stuff to my apartment down at IU. I was just thinking about you and thought you might like to spend an afternoon together. Oh and this is a real date baby. We’re totally off the clock” you say giggling.

Carefully you back out of my driveway and then pull onto Oak street. Turning onto I-65 you blow by all the other cars and skillfully merge onto the Interstate. We’re doing almost 100 and soon are safely out of traffic. You slow down to about 75 and we just cruise along.

Watching you shift, I ask “Where did you learn to drive like that?”

“Oh when I was a kid I wanted to be the first transgender driver in NASCAR. Really! My parents paid for a lot of driving ‘schools.’ I’ve driven everything from go-karts to real race cars. Maybe you and I can take that Harley sitting in your garage out sometime.”

Continuing, you add “You know I had a really nice time the other night Andy. I’ve been thinking very hard about a lot of stuff… That was really sweet you left that tip for me. You know you didn’t have to. I thought you might like to know I donated it to charity. They are an organization that helps transgender victims of violence and hate crimes.”

“I had a great time too Cindy. You do know I’m involved with a lot of that.”

“Yeah I know you are. I know a lot about you. Please don’t be upset with me. I have to know everything about my ‘clients.’ A girl can’t be too careful. I had a girlfriend who was murdered by someone she took home.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. But I hope everything you learned about me is good. So there wasn’t anything about the meth lab I ran in high-school?”

“You’re so silly. But yeah. It is all good…” you say smiling at me. “Besides you hated Chemistry. You were always good with computers and you got straight A’s in Math and Physics. You also were a 1st team all-state linebacker, had a full-ride football scholarship to Michigan State and your first girlfriend was transgender. You got thrown out of a game because you beat up an opposing player for making a derogatory remark about her.”

“You know all that?”

“Um hmm… anything else you wanna know?” you say laughing. “You know Andy, I’ve always had it pretty good. I feel very fortunate. I knew I was a girl almost as early as I can remember. I told my Mom and Dad and they were totally supportive. My Dad owns several companies and they both made sure nothing happened to me in school. They went to the superintendent and told him there would be hell to pay if I was bullied or beat up. It’s not like I haven’t encountered hate or discrimination, especially now that I’m older, but I pretty much grew up free of what a lot of my friends have had to go through.”

“You are amazing Cindy.”

“Thank you. I think you are too. Anyway, I thought after we drop off my stuff we can take a walk around campus. I know you got your Doctorate there so you must know all the woods and pathways. Then we can stop at Nicks. When you were a student you liked to go there a lot. I know the owner and can get us a private booth in back. It’ll be a great way to get to know each other better Andy.”

“But you aren’t 21 yet.”

“OK then. I’ll just say you’re my Dad…” you look at me and smile.

Soon we arrive at your apartment. I help you carry your stuff in and you show me around. “That’s my bedroom…” you say suggestively. I can’t help but notice the large bed and also how nicely everything is decorated.

Driving onto campus you park the GT-R and we get out. “I’m sure you remember quite a bit but there’s a lot that’s new since 2005.”

You show me some of the new buildings on campus and along the way we just talk. About lots of stuff. It’s nice just being together. Soon we are laughing and joking around and you take my hand as we head into the woods.

“I’ll bet you remember this place…” you giggle. Of course I do, it’s the gazebo. Legend has it that if you kiss your lover at midnight you will be married. “You probably kissed a lot of girls here, Andy.” We step inside and you move closer so we are facing each other. We look into each other’s eyes. I can feel your hard cock pressed up against mine. Classes haven’t started yet so no one’s around. Then you say “But it’s not midnight yet Andy…” as you put your arms around my neck and we kiss. I reach down and feel your ass and pull you tight against me. We continue kissing for a very long time. When we separate, you look up at me and say “I realize how we first met, but I hope you know by now the way I really feel about you Andy. Why don’t we go to Nicks?”

We walk back to your car. You hold onto my arm the entire way. I can tell there is something “different” between us now. Could we be falling in love? I’ve been “in love” so many times I’m not even sure anymore. And you are so young.

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