The Captive Crossdresser Ch. 03

He could no longer control himself and Alex pinned Crystal to the bed and began to ravage her. He fucked her hard with brutal strokes and she raised her buttocks off the bed to meet him. She bit his lip and tasted his blood as she felt her anus being battered by Alex's truncheon-like appendage. The pain merged with the pleasure, intensifying and magnifying the delight that came from deep inside her and radiated up into her throbbing penis.

Alex moaned and kissed Crystal so hard that she could hardly breathe but she didn't need to. She took all the succour she needed from Alex. He was breathing for them both; the heart hammering in his chest was beating for them both. She was part of him and he was part of her.

He gave Crystal his seed. She felt his penis resonate and quiver as he drove it all the way inside her and ground his pubis against her soft buttocks, she sighed as she surrendered her virtue to the man who, once her captor, had become her lover. Her whole body shook as she climaxed, she flooded her knickers, her scalding semen saturating the satin delicates.

Alex felt Crystal orgasm under him and he kissed her and pinned her beneath him as he drove his cock all the way inside her tight rectum. He felt her anus undulate, milking his spend from his juddering manhood as her cock quivered in her knickers, pressed against his hard belly. He deliberately pushed his belly against her shuddering organ to intensify her pleasure.

Crystal felt utterly feminine and effete lying under the hard-muscled man who was ravaging her with his steely cock but she also felt empowered, knowing that Alex was surrendering himself to her as much as she was giving herself to him.

She whimpered and mewed as her climax slowly diffused but the pleasant feeling of fullness in her anus and the tingling in her sphincter was not extinguished. Alex left his cock inside her as the last of his spend dribbled from it. His frenetic kisses become softer, tender and he stroked her cheek and whispered endearments. He made no move to climb off her and she didn't want him to.

Crystal lay on her back with her legs loosely draped around Alex's body, her hands locked behind his neck as she smiled up at him, a lock of his sandy hair partly veiling his blue eyes.

"Did I hurt you?" Alex whispered; genuine concern in his voice.

Their lovemaking was supposed be have been slow, tender and sensitive the first time. He had promised himself that but Crystal was as culpable as he. To his surprise she had turned from a meek kitten into a lioness, expressing her wantonness and her need, causing him to respond commensurately. What was supposed to be kind, affectionate lovemaking had become a desperate fuck.

"No you didn't. It was wonderful," Crystal replied, feeling a little guilty about how easily she had turned from a virgin to a vixen.

Now

Alex Prince woke up in Crystal's bed, the door to her cell was still wide open and Crystal was not in the bed with him nor was she in the bathroom. It was mid-morning and after an evening of passionate lovemaking he had overslept and slept soundly.

He panicked. The love of his life had escaped.

He bounded out of bed, snatching up his mulberry silk bathrobe and put it on has he pounded barefoot up the cellar stairs.

Just as Alex burst through the cellar door at the top of the stairs into the hallway his front door opened and Crystal came inside unbuttoning his London Fog raincoat that she had taken from the hallstand.

"It's bitterly cold out there, I had to borrow your coat," she put down her shopping bag and took off the coat and hung it on the hallstand.

Under the coat she was wearing her dark red skirt-suit with the tight pencil skirt with the kick-pleat in back, the hem resting four inches above her knee, matching long-sleeve jacket and white satin blouse under it. The suit was complemented by flesh-toned sheer tights and black high heels.

"I've brought coffee and bacon butties. I don't know about you but I'm starving," she held out the shopping bag to Alex who looked absolutely flummoxed.

"I've made an appointment at the hairdressers to get my hair styled and coloured. I like my wigs but I want to wear my own hair once it's been coiffed. I'll keep the wigs for special occasions she said brushing past him.

She stopped briefly and kissed him quickly and then kept going into the kitchen.

Alex followed her into the kitchen and took out the two takeaway coffees and the bacon butties wrapped in greaseproof paper from her shopping bag.

"You came back?" Alex said incredulously.

"Of course. Where else would I go? I came home," Crystal gave him a wry smile and Alex inhaled her perfume when she kissed him quickly on the cheek.

"But you said home?" Alex was puzzled.

"Well, while you were snoring away last night I thought long and hard about my predicament," she took off her blazer and walked over to the kitchen table looking at the coffee and sandwiches.

"I don't want my old life back but I'm not going to live in your cellar to be kept as a plaything," Crystal snapped the covers off the styrofoam cups being careful with her long nails and handed a coffee to Alex.

She took her own cup, took a sip and unwrapped her bacon butty and took a bite.

"So you have a decision to make," she said around bread and bacon.

"I live can here with you and work in your antique shop. I can work front of house as a saleswoman and keep your books; I bet they're a mess. I'm not going to be a kept woman," she finished chewing and took another bite.

"I'm a good salesperson and I'm good at bookwork. Your job will be teaching me about antiques," she washed down a bite of sandwich with more coffee.

"Are you serious?" Alex was incredibly surprised by Crystal's proposal.

"You planned everything meticulously darling, except for what would happen if I ever willingly succumbed to your charms. I'm not staying down there in the cellar to be kept like a pet and I'm done with Colin so my proposal seems the most practical solution," Crystal picked up the other half of her sandwich.

"Unless of course you're ashamed of me and don't want to be seen with me and just want to keep me as a fuck-puppet which is unacceptable to me," Crystal drank more coffee.

Alex's mind was churning over, processing what Crystal had just said and trying to make sense of it. Trying to think if there was any reason it wouldn't work.

"Your family that will not accept you as you are and all I have is my aunt. I have my own business and my own home. We could make this work," Alex smiled.

"Well let's at least give it a try," Crystal smiled at him and bit into the second half of her sandwich.

"I took the liberty of exploring the house while you slept. I think the armoire will easily fit into our bedroom," Crystal eyed him over her coffee cup.

"Our bedroom?" Alex raised a brow.

Crystal put down her coffee and the uneaten half of her sandwich took his hand.

"Come upstairs and I'll show you. After we've tried out the bed we can start moving my things," she smiled at him coquettishly.

Alex followed Crystal upstairs his eyes glued to her buttocks in the tight skirt.

"You keep eating bacon butties you'll get fat," he smacked her playfully on the bottom.

"I saw your very well appointed gym down there next to my cell. That will keep me fit. Then of course there other ways of exercising too," she looked back at him and winked.

Two Weeks Later

It was Friday night and Crystal got dolled up ready for her first night out with Alex. They were going to the Black Sheep to meet Brittany and Wendy. Crystal wanted to surprise her girlfriends and surprised they would be to learn that Crystal was going to live full-time as a woman and had found herself a chap.

But first they were going to the flicks to see a movie and to meet Alex's aunt and uncle who Alex had told Crystal would not be at all troubled by their relationship. Crystal was nervous. Not nervous about being out in public with Alex, she had been out and about for well over a week now both with and without Alex. She had begun working in his shop and he was teaching her the business while she took care of the front of house. Bargaining with customers was a good way to overcome her inherent shyness.

She was unclockable to most people and those that clocked her mostly treated her respectfully and those who didn't she ignored. She was nervous about meeting Alex's only family. She had told Alex that as she fully expected her own mother and father had disowned her when she had told them that she was going to live full time as a woman.

Alex had consoled Crystal but the reality was that she didn't care. Cutting ties with her family left Crystal free to live her life as she saw fit; unencumbered by anyone except for the man she knew loved and adored her.

They jostled their way through the crowd in the cinema foyer The Spy Who Loved Me had just been released and was popular with the masses. They had driven to The Odeon in Alex's burnt orange Ford Cortina XLE with the black vinyl roof that Crystal adored. She'd dressed nicely in the same dark red suit she'd worn their first morning together as a couple; the difference being she was wearing her own hair professionally coiffed and coloured.

"Crystal Divine this in my Aunt Maureen," Alex had a smug smirk on his face as he introduced Crystal to Maureen Cashmore.

Crystal was gobsmacked and stood stock still while the reality of the situation washed over her.

Maureen gave Crystal a wry smile. She spoke in a pleasant Scottish lilt.

"Lovely to see you again my dear and lovely to see you in such good company," she winked at Crystal and leaned in and kissed her cheek.

"You're wearing my earrings," was all Crystal could whisper in response.

Maureen Cashmore was in fact wearing the emerald earrings that Crystal's mother had given her.

"I'll give them back to you after the show dear. I wore them for luck but it's obvious that Alex no longer needs luck. He has you," she stepped into Crystal and hugged her.

"Welcome to our little family," she whispered in Crystal's ear.

The End

Author's Note: It was a joy to return to my crossdressing roots after writing so many stories about transgender women. I'm glad that Crystal found happiness and I wish her and Alex all the best. Please leave me a comment as I appreciate your candour and it encourages me to write more. I always respond if you send feedback and of course I will include candid pictures of myself if requested ;)