What Happened After Police Arrest

Hi.I am now a mature gay crossdresser.A bit of history of my life as a crossdresser.I have been gay for as long as I can remember. I have always lusted after men. As with most crossdressers, I have tried to be (normal) but have always returned.I even got married and still am officially. Very rarely did I get hard for sex and was often punished for my failure, ordered to lick her out. I only enjoyed the punishment and luckily, she found sex elsewhere.Many encounters leading to my first anal and my introduction to crossdressing by the man who took my virginity.I was addicted.He was in his late thirties and he provided my gear. I regularly went to his flat where I dressed for him. He made me submit to him and I have always been a submissive. I was regularly tied to the bed and spanked.This was when I received my first caning and suffered real pain. I came so hard during isvecbahis the first caning that I knew I was to take the pain going forward. He also introduced me to tit and nipple abuse, which again has stayed with me. I regularly met this man until he found a new submissive and I was ditched.I then reverted to cottaging and became fairly well known as a slut, having many encounters in places that make me cringe thinking back at the risks I was taking. I sucked and was fucked by many men in such places as derelict buildings, bushes, cottages, back of vans and in cars.However, it was not until I moved away from home in my mid-twenties that I really developed my lust to dress. I started to buy underwear and then full outfits. I loved the thrill of the way shop assistants looked at me when I paid for the goods. I loved to dress and walk in the park, see what I could pick up isveçbahis giriş at a cottage and this was mostly successful. I think this led to my downfall as I became known and I think this was one of the reasons that the police carried out their actions at the various cottages in the areaA little aside here. During a hot summer, I arranged to meet a couple of men on the riverbank. I took a lot of time getting ready, shaved my body. Got on white underwear, basque, thong and stockings. Heavy make up with red lipstick, blue eye shadow and blusher. I lubed my pussy and plugged myself. I then selected a floral summer dress and decided to wear my brown bob wig.I drove to near the meeting place, walked to the meeting place, feeling wind under my dress, sat on a bench and awaited my men. They both arrived close together and we walked to a secluded spot, where I put down isveçbahis yeni giriş a blanket. My dress was soon off and they had their weapons out, my mouth went to them and they were soon rock hard. I was sniffing poppers and I had two men each sucking and biting my tits and nipples. My plug was pulled out, the first guy entered me and very quickly emptied his seed into me. The second guy then entered my wet sloppy pussy and he fucked me long and hard. While he was fucking me, I licked the other guy clean. He left and I continued with the second guy to completion. My pussy could not hold all his cum. He zipped up and left me. I had a clean pair of knickers, put these on to hold cum in my pussy. They were soaking when I got home, and what a solo session I had.On one night, I was fully dressed made up wigged and ready to be fucked but I got rounded up by the Police and cautioned with importuning. I was then bailed to return at a later date.I was very concerned but a week later, I answered the door to the policeman who had arrested me, was told he would return in an hour and I should be Heather.