My Trip To San Francisco

This was something I posted on another site about six years ago as I was beginning my own journey into femininity.  Taking it from my head to reality, where I needed to be.  I was going to San Francisco to find the location of Divas Nightclub, a bar for the transgender community and admirers.  


While I was there, I was taking in the view and observing things.  I rather like this column and didn't want it to fade into obscurity, so here it is.  Hope you enjoy it.




I finally made it back to San Francisco.  It’s been a while.  I had a few things I wanted to do.  It was a nice day to go there too.  San Francisco is a beautiful city, an ugly city and everything in between.  I really wanted to soak in more of the sites and sounds this time.

I got off BART at Civic Center.  One of the things I wanted to do was consolidate some small BART tickets into bigger ones, and there are three stations on the strip that handle that.  I’m pretty well set on BART tickets now.

The irony is I enjoy riding BART, but before my friend moved from Union City to Indiana, I would never get on a train to visit.  He always came out this way.  I feel like a big jerk about it now when we talk and I tell him about the BART trips I take.  Life doesn’t give us "do overs" on this stuff either.

Anyway...

Not far from the Civic Center station, I heard the beating of drums.  There was a street musician banging away on the drums.  He sounded pretty good too.  Overhead, a guy was flying a multi colored dragon kite in the air as we had a pretty good breeze today.

I paused to observe a quote engraved on a wall:

"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts."

Rachel Carlson

You see people of all races, religions and sexual orientations in San Francisco.  It is truly a melting pot of culture.  The city was busy as usual and had heavy traffic.  People were shopping, tourists visiting, business men and women, plenty of kids as school was out for the week.

If you think you’ve got it bad, come to San Francisco and observe.  There are homeless people here, sleeping by some buildings.  People looking for a quarter for their next meal.  I encountered no aggressiveness, just quiet requests.

I’m not bragging, but I helped a few people with change. How many times in my life do I walk past people without even acknowledging the person in need?  Too many times to count.

Pigeons walk the sidewalks.  They aren’t afraid.  They don’t fly off when you come up on then.  They simply move aside.  You don’t see a lot of green on the main street.  It’s a wave on concrete and buildings that fill the landscape.  Some beautiful architecture.

On one corner, there was an African American man and woman dancing to James Brown and having a good time.  A white lady joined in while her friend took her picture.  They were having fun.  I was tempted to join in.  I should have.  Chicken!

I went to another station to do another ticket.  There was a street musician playing Take A Load Off on acoustic guitar.  I listened for a minute.  He was pretty good.  I pitched in a little change.  I’ve actually heard some pretty good street musicians in San Francisco and Berkeley in the past.

Checked out a couple DVD places looking for my girl.  Not there.  Do they have a clue?  She should be everywhere.  The world should know her.  One day they will.

Another reason for coming to town was to locate Divas Nightclub on Post Street.  I’m out of my element here, but I wanted to locate the place for my first night time visit to the city.  I got lost at first.  Always seems to happen to me when I first go looking for some place in an unfamiliar town.

As I walked up the street, I observed people kicking back on the patch of grass on Post Street.  The sun was shining and it was a good day to be outside.

There are lots of nice stores to shop for clothes and other stuff.  I noticed Victoria’s Secret and a jewelry store.  I thought my lady would like something nice from one of these places.  I would love to get it for her.  Oh wait, I have no lady.

I walked past The Owl Tree and a building that had a gold 666 on a black background.  I thought about some of the stuff I’ve heard from Alex Jones and Jordan Maxwell.  The old conspiracy stuff.  No time for that line of thought today.

There was a red carpet in front of The Kimpton Hotel.  I decided to walk the red carpet.  A guy came toward me.  I didn’t move out of the way like I’ve been known to do.  I was feeling like a star.  He should move out of my way.

I was getting closer.  I saw a pretty lady.  I’m not gonna play Maury’s game of is she or isn’t she.  She looked like my kind of woman though.

At last I had found Divas.  Not too far from the Montgomery Street station.  I touched the wall to give my visit a little more meaning.  I looked at the schedule on the wall.  I wanna dance, so maybe a Friday or Saturday would be fun. Too bad it’s not Friday now.  I will be back, but I was happy to be there.  What the hell took me so long?

I walked to the corner of Post and Polk and stood there for a few minutes. Some of the people I used to know would make a joke about this.  I’m on Polk Street, and I’m happy to be here.  I had a guy ask me for money in Spanish.

I recalled one of the few phrases I learned in school, "No comprendo"  I’m such a moron.  I had two years to learn this.  People who can speak more than one language are fortunate, because they can communicate with so many more people.

As I stood there on the corner, a man came up and started yelling at the lady I had seen.  I’ve heard about these guys, but I’d never seen one in action.  He’s a pimp.  It just served to remind me of how ugly the world can be.  He didn’t hit her, just yelled.  Of course, I don’t know what happened when they rounded the corner.

This got me to thinking.  If women like her are so bad, what does that make the pimp or the john?  Nobody is better than anybody else.  Yet you have whore thrown around at these women like they are less than human.

When she is with somebody, the feeling is good for both of them.  But she gets stuck with that label and the john goes back home like nothing ever happened.  What has the pimp really done, except get paid for treating the woman like trash and taking her money?

We all have to do what we have to do in this life, but that doesn’t make you any better than anybody else.  Everybody has dreams, even this lady today.  I can’t possibly know what she is going through.  I can say I hope she gets through this time in her life and gets to a place that makes her happy.

My journeys may take me to a woman like her, but I will tell you right now.  She ain’t no whore in my eyes.  She is a lady.  She will be treated as such.  If we only share a night together, we will be lovers that night.  It will be a positive experience for both of us.  Call me deluded.  Call me romantic.  It’s just how I feel.

I walked down by the market place and the ferry boats.  I got a chance to look out over the water for a few minutes.  My day in San Francisco was just about over.  I watched a boat sail away.  The market place was filled with the pleasant smells of food and coffee.  There were lots of people coming and going.

As I left the market place, I spotted a man and woman (husband and wife?) dancing the tango with nobody else around.  She was wearing a red dress and looking sexy.  It was a beautiful moment.

The kids were out skateboarding off to the side and shredding away.  They looked like they were having fun and they were not bugging anybody.  I had to go back to the Embarcadero station, but I will be back.

I sit here on the train writing while this is all still fresh in my mind.  I enjoyed being in the city today.  I accomplished what I wanted to accomplish and took my mind off of negative thoughts. I needed a break from the routine.

I feel good and a little inspired right now.  Nothing like a day away from home to get you out of a rut.  I complain a lot, but I am really lucky to have what I have in life.  And I have the capability of changing things in my life for the better.  I will continue to do my best.

A Little Love For The Sissy Lesbian

A Little Love For The Sissy Lesbian

The House Feminization is a big place, filled with sissies of many types and women who enjoy their company.  Some sissies love to be put in their place by a strong Mistress and to serve Her faithfully.  We also know of the sissy who wants to get dressed up pretty and be with a guy.  But, there are other sissies out there.

Maybe you are one of them.  You love the feel of something sheer and silky against your skin.  You even enjoy shaving smooth when you can.  Maybe you just fantasize about that.  It's something you want, but you don't get to do it much.  You have a woman in your life, a wife or girlfriend, and you worry about what she would think about it.

She would call you gay just for wanting to dress up pretty like her.  But gay thoughts are far from your mind.  Well, not exactly.  You think about being a woman and being intimate with the woman in your life, don't you?  It's okay.  There are lots of sissies just like you.

You would like nothing better than to be with her, both of you dressing up pretty.  She helps you pick out something sexy to wear, and you give your opinions on what she wants to wear.  You help her into her bra, fastening the straps for her.  She's taught you makeup, and you can do it pretty well.  When you look in the mirror, you look pretty good, you think.

But, there's only one person who's opinion matters, and that's hers.  She says you are pretty, and you can't help but give her the most passionate kiss.  You love her so much.  You love how accepting she is about this side of you.  She stops you.  You two are going out tonight, and she knows that once you get excited, you have a hard time controlling yourself.

You take a moment to compose yourself as you smile.  You love these outings.  She is not afraid to be seen with you in public, and you love being seen as her girlfriend.  You've gone on shopping trips, picking out sexy things for each other.   You've done salon appointments together.  Or just a trip to the market or a movie.  Just being dressed sexy and with her in public is enough.

Tonight you are going out to dinner and then maybe a drink before coming home.  You make small talk at the restaurant.  Occasionally, you spot something a lady is wearing and comment on whether you like it or not.  You gossip about the latest happenings and talk about what's going on in the world.  You love that she has an opinion on the big topics and you respect her.

At the nightclub, you are both looking sexy.  A guy comes over to try and introduce himself.  She smiles at him and plants a passionate kiss on you.  "We're spoken for, " she says, and your excitement level is up once again.

This woman, who has accepted you for you who are and helped you discover more about yourself. means the world to you, and you can't show it enough.  You are constantly doing things for her to show your love, a simple gift, running an errand for her, doing the dishes or just a foot massage.  Not because she made you, but because you want to.  You love her.

This time, you want to do more.  You get her home, and you are quickly down to lingerie as she lies on the bed, inviting you to join her.  The old you might have went right to intercourse, but you know what really drives her wild.  You go down on her, giving her the attention her exposed womanhood deserves.  You love exploring her body with your mouth.  You love her taste.

It is more important to you that she gets off than your own pleasure.  You know your turn is coming, but you want her to feel the pleasure that she deserves first.  And, you've studied her body.  You know what to do.  You know how to change it up and make it even better.  When you see her orgasm and hear those three words you long to hear, you know you did well.  "I love you more, " you reply.

There are many different kinds of sissies in the world.  There are some who simply want to explore this with the woman they love and be accepted.  You believe it could be something that can bring you two closer than ever before.  You may be right.  In a perfect world, sissies like you would be able to get the love of your live to give it a try.  After all, sissy lesbians need love too.

Put Me In My Place

Spank me, tie me, put me in my place
I feel so worthless, I am a disgrace
I feel like I can't take it anymore more
Dress me up and treat me like a little whore

I need a strong Mistress to crack the whip
Put me in heels and I'll try not to trip
Gag me if you want, I have nothing to say
Tell me what to do, and I'll always obey

Collar me, leash me, put me in chains
Tell me I'm worthless and I have no brains
Here is the key to my chastity lock
Call it a clitty, 'cause it isn't a cock

Make me suck cock for you, I don't care
Spank my ass to let me know you are there
Train me with butt plugs and strap on toy
I'm just an object for you to enjoy

Make me lick your pussy and your ass hole
Giving you pleasure is my only goal
You are my Goddess and I must please
I know my place, and it's down on my knees

Treat me like a slut and laugh in my face
Beat me again, so I'll know my place
Tell me I'm a joke, but not very funny
I'll be pleasing guys just to make you money

Let me know my way has not been paid
I'll be cleaning house as your sissy maid
Help prepare you for another date
Lock me in chains, so I'll have to wait

Tie me to the bed at night before I sleep
Gag my mouth securely so you won't hear a peep
A mask for my eyes and a plug for my ears
I know my place so I won't have no fears

Run While You Still Can Sissy

You're thinking about it now.  You want to wear panties.  It's been a vision in your mind for a long time now.  Dressing up with help of a beautiful woman, learning makeup, dressing in sexy lingerie for bed, wearing pretty dresses and skirts and heels in public.  Wearing makeup and a wig.  And this woman will help you.

But, a sissy walks into the public bathroom and locks the the door behind her.  There's a man, who gives her $20, and she gets on her knees to suck his cock.  Mistress will be receiving all of the money when sissy gets home.

As this sissy slowly takes the man's cock inside her mouth, she's resigned to the fact that she's a sissy whore cock sucker for Mistress.  The man indicates he wants to fuck her, another $50 for Mistress.  She'll do it, because she has to.  But, if she could talk to you, she'd warn you now.

She'd tell you that the fantasy is fun.  You may be watching porn on the internet, reading an erotic story or maybe you lie in bed thinking about sucking cock.  It turns you on, and you start thinking about putting on panties.  Why are you so excited?  Why does it make you want to play with yourself?

You cum, and you swear that this is it.  No more thoughts like this anymore.  And, you're good for a week or two.  Then, it happens again.  You play with yourself, thinking about being fucked by Mistress's strap on while you suck a man's cock for her.  You start thinking of swallowing your own  cum, just to taste it.

Then, you cum, and you feel so ashamed.  "I'm not gay," you tell yourself.  You swear you won't do it again.  The sissy on the bathroom floor had these thoughts too, and she can relate to what you did the next time the feeling came.

You got exited once again, and this time there was this dust broom.  You lubed up your pussy, as you called it in your mind, and imagined it was your wife's strap on.  Of course, she doesn't have a strap on, this is a fantasy.

It hurts, but you push it in.  It starts to feel good.  You start feeling excited and tell yourself you will swallow your own cum again as you imagine sucking a cock for Mistress.  When you cum with the object still inside of you, you immediately catch some and lick it up.  It's not so bad.

You are feeling ashamed already and feeling like this was wrong.  The sissy on the floor would tell you not to do what you're thinking of next.  Don't try on Her panties and bra.  Don't play with your wife's lipstick.  Don't.  This is just a fantasy, and you don't have to act on it.

It's okay to play with yourself over these fantasies.  They are harmless.  The sissy cock sucker in the bathroom didn't look at it that way.  She pushed through the shame and dressed up in her wife's clothes.  Big mistake.  Her wife caught her.

She sounded like she was very accepting as she treated her husband like a sissy princess, getting her sissy excited as she dressed her up pretty and taught her makeup application.  She even started calling the sissy her girlfriend and calling her pretty and using sweet talk on her.

Sissy thought nothing of it when she was locked into chastity and plugged.  Nor did she worry when her wife took pictures of her in compromising positions.  She was all too willing to submit to a strap on, and the pleasure was amazing to her.

Then, her wife turned the tables and demanded to be called Mistress.  Sissy was even banished to the guest room.  She tried to protest until she saw the video of herself dressed pretty and taking a strap on in her pussy hole while locked in chastity.  What could she do now but obey?

Mistress brought men to the house to play with and then started pimping sissy to those men for money.  She wasn't a pretty princess to Mistress anymore, but a sissy cock whore.  Mistress would even spank her and punish her to make her point.

As the sissy on the bathroom floor takes the man's cock inside her pussy, she is ashamed of who she is, but immensely turned on to be such a pretty slut.  She would tell you to run.  Don't open that closet door.  Just pleasure yourself to the thoughts and leave it at that.

The man tells her that he will be cumming inside her sissy pussy.  Another $50 for Mistress.  "Mistress will be pleased with me," she thinks, as she begs daddy to cum inside her pussy, just as Mistress told her to say.  She is such a little slut.  How much money is that for Mistress today, $500?  She'll have to count it again when she's done here.

Her ass is well lubed as this is the third man to cum inside her pussy hole today.  Mistress might let her have those new heels she's been wanting now.  Sissy would warn you of how your life could change if you don't run away and keep this as a fantasy, but there's a problem.

The little sissy whore is that person who fantasized about it first.  It's too late for her.  She'll take any cock pointed at her, because it's what Mistress wants.  She's even convinced herself she wants it  now.  Maybe she does.  In the end, this sissy would warn you to run while you still can.

The reality might be harder to accept than the fantasy makes it out to be.  But, it's too late for the sissy as she feels another man's cum leaking out of her well fucked pussy hole.

Can We Stop Calling All Online Mistresses Fake?

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What She Feels For You

What she feels for you
Is quite hard to define
It's expressed every day
But won't walk a straight line

You're her devoted sissy
She'll call you her bitch
She'll take you with strap ons
When she gets the itch

She'll spank you and beat you
And then leave you tied
You cannot escape her
There's no place to hide

When it comes to you
She'll get what she wants
She'll simply ask for it
There's no need for stunts

You are her submissive
You do what you're told
You don't understand
But it never gets old

For you it's a feeling
And it's always there
Though she won't just tell you
You know that she cares

When she grabs the paddle
You always now why
She'll spank you and beat you
Til it makes you cry

The one thing about it
You like it that way
You simply accept it
There's nothing to say

She sees other men
And locks your cock up
She makes you stroke for her
You'll drink from that cup

You can't have her pussy
Won't let you inside
While others don't get it
It don't hurt your pride

You just want to please her
And see her sweet smile
She loves to degrade you
 'Cause that is her style

She brings all her boyfriends
At home to her bed
Your dignity's gone now
Not even a shred

What she gets from you
Isn't that hard to know
'Cause without her sissy
There's no one to show

All that she does to you
Is for your own good
If she didn't do it
Than nobody would

Her dominant feelings
Go back to the front
She makes her demands
And she'll get what she wants

What she feels for you
Isn't that hard to say
She feels like a Goddess
And you will obey

A Poem: She Needed A Sissy

Why so ignorant
You stupid little twit
There with a Goddess
And you didn't submit

Thoughts in your mind
Filled you with fear
Warned of the punishment
And you stayed clear

She wanted to take you
Down the rabbit's hole
Your total submission
Was her only goal

Threatened with Bubba
But look at the size
You recoiled in fear
At what met your eyes

She's used it before
To keep them in line
She taught them to take it
Now they do just fine

A cage for your clitty
She wanted to give
Embrace the submission
And you'll truly love

But all you could wonder
She'll think less of me
Your love for this Goddess
Would not let it be

And you were so stupid
It's over your head
She wanted a sissy
Not a man for her bed

A sissy to dress up
And put on display
And made to suck cock
To earn her some pay

To tie up and punish
And leave plugged and chaste
To not do that to you
Would be such a waste

To be her 'lil sissy
And do as she bids
Was all that she wanted
But not what you did

But she didn't force you
She needed consent
You could have been Hers
That's not where you went

She needed a sissy
To put in her place
To order to do things
While there at her place

You thought you were helping
You gave it your best
Too blind to notice
You failed her test

She needed submission
Give into her will
You ran from the fear
And avoided the thrill

Now you sit and wonder
Hear now what I say
You needed her guidance
Your chance slipped away

A Poem: Serving Her Strap On

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Just Buy The Panties Already Sissy

I was recently given the task of having an online session with a sissy.  It was my first session as a T-Girl Mistress.  I've had plenty of experience in advising new sissies about what steps to take, and I draw from the experience of what I did on my own journey.

In this case, the sissy has had some experience with a Mistress, including a trip to the glory hole to suck cock.  The sissy has many fantasies, including wearing panties.  Unfortunately, this little sissy hasn't got the guts to do anything about it.  Not the first time I've heard this.

For crying out loud, sissies, they're just panties.  You want to be more like a woman and get in touch with your femininity?  Guess what?  Women buy and wear panties.  It's time you grow up and make the purchase. 

You can do it the way some do and consult a male to female size chart online and then order online if you choose.  It's very uninspired in my opinion, but some wish to avoid being seen and labeled.  Some are afraid of the package arriving when they aren't home, so they can't do this.

First of all, you can buy these panties at a store across town or in another town if you are so worded about being seen.  I understand that fear, but if you want to wear panties or women's clothes, you are going to have to buy them.

Now, you may worry that if you buy them across town, the sales lady is still gong to laugh at you.  First of all, that's a form of harassment, and they can get fired for that.  In this economy, not a good idea.  Secondly, do you really care about somebody you don't know laughing at you?

Just grow up.  They are panties.  You get so excited just thinking about wearing them.  You may have worn your sister's, mother's, girlfriend's or wife's panties and loved them, but you worry about getting caught.  So, no more stealing panties.  Get your own.  

Honestly, if you have a significant other, you should just talk about it.  Say you are curious about it and want to see how it feels.  If it becomes that big a deal, drop it.  If she is amused but okay with it, get some panties.  If she's interested in exploring this with you, a door has opened.  This is up to you to determine.

But, getting some panties isn't that big a deal.  Just go into the store and buy some.  Who cares if somebody laughs at you?  Once you leave the store, you probably won't see them.  Chances are, they won't remember you anyway when you see them a week or two later.

The quickest way to buy panties at the store is at a Target or Wal Mart or a place that sells Hanes, Joe Boxer, Fruit Of The Loom or whatever.  They usually come in packs of five or so in there of various colors.  You'll see different styles, such as bikini and boy shorts.  Just pick the style you like. 

When you know your size, it takes all of a couple moments to find the size, style and fabric you want.  There are gonna be cotton, but also the more sensual feeling micro fiber.  The choice is yours.  Check out what colors are there, grab the pack and go.  Easy.

If you are still worried, go to the mens underwear section and buy a pack of them too.  This way you can say you were buying a pack for you and your wife or it looks like it.  Pretty easy.  They aren't going to ask at check out, because they want you out of there so they can get the next person out of there.  If you worry, go to a self checkout.

That is the easiest way to get your first panties, and it takes little time at all to do it.  Really, it's only a few minuets.  You can shop there for other things and get a pack of panties along the way, and nobody is gonna care.  Throw in a nightie while you're at it, and sleep in a nightie and panties that night.

Some get off on the humiliation of it all.  So, go torture yourself then.  It will be fun.  Some are afraid of the humiliation.  How bad is it gonna be in the unlikely event that somebody laughs at you?  I've been there.  It's no big deal.  Life goes on.

When you know your panty size well, you can be more adventurous.  Go to a Macy's or Penneys or even Victoria's Secret.  Somebody may ask you if you need help.  Take it.  They are there to help.  You may make an ally who will make you more comfortable when you come back for more panties or other lingerie.

At these places, you get a sexier selection of styles and fabrics.  There is lace.  In fact, you find bra and panty sets or at least find bras that match the panty colors exactly.  And the quality of panties at these places is pretty good too.

The thing is, if you want panties, go get them.  If you talk to an online Mistress, She is going to tell you the same thing.  If you serve her, She may have ordered you to buy panties, and you are scared.  Well, she's doing this for your own good, and you need to obey her.

The reality is, if you dream of being able to go out in public dressed one day, even to a club, then you will have to get past your fear of buying panties.  This is an easy one to overcome, and things like body hair removal, makeup application and picking the right outfit still await.

So, stop worrying about it and just buy those panties already, sissy.  You'll be happy that you did.

Mistress Eve And Her Sissy Slut

Mistress Eve lie naked on her bed with her legs spread wide open, taunting her sissy Britney.  Britney, who was her sissy sub wife, was locked in a very tight chastity device and straining to get out.  The hormones hadn't effected her down there yet.

Eve had an evil grin on her face. "Come on, sissy  Fuck your Mistress.  Mistress needs to be fucked right this instance."

Britney was practically in tears.  It was torture the way Mistress teased her.  Sometimes she would sit on her caged clitty and demand to be penetrated.  Of course, Britney could do nothing but cry.

The fact was, Britney would please Mistress in any way she demanded, and she wanted to be able to make love to her.  She also knew that she was smaller down there than most and inadequate.  It still didn't stop her from wanting to try.

She looked over, desperation in her eyes.  "I can't, Mistress.  I'm locked up."

Eve laughed in a teasing manner.  "Oh, you can't, but it it's because you are a limp clitted little sissy who can't satisfy me that way anymore, not that you ever could."

A tear formed in Britney's eye.  "Don't say that, Mistress.  It's mean."

Eve patted the side of the bed for Britney to come sit down.  "It's the truth, my pet.  You know you are inadequate down there, which is why you agreed to be locked up and dressed in the pretty clothes that are suitable for a sissy like you.  And, plugged as well.  How does the plug feel in your pussy?"

"It's too big, " Britney protested as she sat down next to her, wearing a red bra, panty and babydoll set with stockings and garters.  "It hurts."

"Awww,  It won't hurt as you get used to it.  You need to get your pussy stretched wider, and the other one wasn't big enough."

Britney frowned.  "I guess so."

Mistress rubbed her sissy's back.  "Do you like the job I got you at the makeup stand at Macy's?"

"Yes and no, " she replied as she moved to Eve's feet and started giving her a massage.  "One of the girls doesn't like me and calls me names."

"Well, we'll just see about that.  You're a natural at makeup, and Rhonda knows you're the right girl for the job there, " she smiled at her sissy.  "You are a natural at massaging my feet too."

Britney blushed and smiled.  "Thank you Mistress."

Eve grinned at her.  "Another thing you are good at is eating my pussy, and I'm afraid it needs some more attention before Brad gets here.  Would you do that for me, Angel?"

Britney climbed between her legs and went to work without saying a word.  She loved everything about her Mistress's pussy.  The way it tasted, the way it smelled, the way it looked so smoothly shaved.  In fact, Mistress trusted her with the task of shaving her pussy, and Britney was proud to have the honor.

"Honestly, I don't know what I'd do without you, my little sissy."

A knock on the open bedroom door revealed Brad in all his sexy glory.  He wore a t-shirt and shorts from his work out at the gym.  He sported a growing bulge in his shorts as he looked at the ass of the plugged sissy eating the pussy that his manhood was about to invade once again.

Eve spring up from the bed, put her arms around his shoulders and planted a deep kiss on him.  "Welcome back lover."

Britney stood up and walked over to the two.  "Hi Britney, " he said, planting a kiss on her forehead.  "Looking sexy tonight."

She blushed again.  "Would you like me to suck Brad's cock to get him ready for you, Mistress?"

She smile at her sissy.  "Would you?  Actually, you should be asking Brad, shouldn't you?"

She looked up at Brad, who was a bit taller than her.  "May I suck your cock so you can make love to Mistress?"

Brad looked down at her proudly.  "Of course you can.  I like the way you suck my cock."

Britney got down on her knees and released his still hardening eight inch cock from his shorts.  "She planted a kiss on it and left her lipstick on the tip.  She loved seeing that before she really went to work.  She started out with a few gentle licks before opening her mouth.

Eve sat at the side of her bed, proudly looking at her sissy.  "She's become quite the little cock whore.  You know, I think she wants to be fucked by you."

Britney focused on the Brad's cock, sucking him slowly and moving her tongue around the tip.  She hummed a little as she went, knowing how excited it got him  She thought about how this hard cock would feel invading her virgin sissy pussy.  Could she handle it?

Brad smiled, "Anytime you say it's okay, I'll fuck her good.  She has a cute little ass."

"Doesn't she?"  Eve was feeling incredibly turned on by the scene.  She liked seeing her sissy suck her lover's cock for her, and she wanted her to be fucked to experience the joys of taking cock.  She loved her spouse even more as a bisexual sissy slut.

Eve lie on her back at the edge of the bed.  "Britney dear, guide him into me."

She took one more suck of his pulsating love muscle and tasted a little of his salty essence.  "Yes Mistress."

Brad stood over Britney's Mistress, proudly about to fuck her again.  Britney guided his cock into her waiting pussy.  "Please fuck my Mistress.  I can't satisfy her the way she needs."

"Such a shame, " he said as his cock slid inside her pussy.  "Her pussy is so divine.  It makes my big cock feel so good."

"Mmmm, it feels so big inside me too, " Eve replied.  "Sissy could never fill me up the way you do."

Britney moved between their legs and took turns licking his balls and her pussy lips.  "I love it when she does that, " Brad moaned as he steadily fucked Eve.

"That's because my sissy knows her place, don't you?"

"Yes Mistress, " said the sissy as she kept using her tongue.

The love making continued as Mistress called sissy to her side.  She planted a passionate kiss on Brad as sissy watched and then gave sissy a little kiss.  "How could you ever be happy being anything but my sissy?"

"I couldn't, " Britney replied.  "You treat me so well."

Mistress Eve lie back on the bed in the throes of an orgasm as sissy went back between her legs, waiting for Brad to release inside of her Mistress.

Brad came in a tidal wave, filling Eve up with several spurts before puling out.  The sissy took his cock into her mouth without asking as she cleaned it of all the love juices.  "God, I could get used to this, " Brad proclaimed.

Eve laughed.  "You little cock whore.  Get over here and clean my pussy right now."

"I'm sorry, Mistress."

Mistress pushed some of his love seed out for Britney to taste.  "I may just need to punish you for that.  You need to remember who you serve."

Britney kept lapping Eve's used pussy for all she could, savoring all the flavors.  She realized she had made a mistake.   She was to tend to Mistress's pussy when her lover pulled out unless instructed otherwise.

"I think somebody is thinking too much about being fucked by a hard cock, " Eve said teasingly.

Brad had left the room and returned with a bottle of water, which he had already downed on the way back from the kitchen.  Curiously, his erection was still almost there.  "I can handle that if you want."

"Brad, don't encourage her., " she said with a giggle.

"I'm just saying, that ass needs a good fucking is all."

Miss Eve started to worry that Brad was becoming a little too comfortable with this situation, and she knew she would probably be moving on from him.  She wanted her man to focus on fucking her.  On the other hand, he might make a good boyfriend for her sissy.

Her only concern would be if sissy got too comfortable with him and ultimately wanted to leave her.  She did love her sissy.  On the other hand, if she wanted to be with a man after all, who was she to stop her?

She decided it was time to find out the truth.  "Okay, Brad.  Fuck my sissy."

Britney looked up.  "Mistress, I don't know about this."

Eve wasn't sure either, but she decided to go through with it.  "I insist."

Brad took control of the situation.  "Here, darling.  Get on all fours here on the edge of the bed."

Britney complied and felt the plus being removed from her well lubed pussy.  "I didn't tell you two I took some viagra, " said Brad.  "I can go all night."

He shoved his hard cock inside Britney, who moaned from the pain.  He stayed in that postilion for a few moments.  "It's okay.  Get used to it.  A lot of sissies like you love that."

"It's so big, " Britney moaned.

He grinned.  "Thank you."

Eve shook her head.  "Typical man."  She turned to Britney.  "Relax, Angel.  It always hurts the first time.  Just go with it.,"

Eve got an idea.  She lie on her back in front of Britney, with her elbows at the edge of the bed.  "Eat my pussy some more, my pet."

Britney was getting used to Brad's big cock invading her tight sissy pussy as he thrust in and out.  The taste and smell of her Mistress's pussy was intoxicating.  She could never get tired of that.

But, how did she feel about being fucked for the first time?  She realized at this moment that the last shred of her manhood was gone.  That didn't bother her that much.

She was conflicted, because she knew she was meant to be a woman, but she loved her Mistress with all her heart.  She would do anything to please her.  And Eve would do anything to help her be the woman she wanted to be, including getting her the hormones for her transition.

This was a right of passage for many sissies and transgender women, the first time being penetrated by a man.  Some would chose to have sex only with men, some would want both men and women and some would not want to be with a man, even in transition.

How did Britney feel about this?  It actually felt good being fucked like a woman, and she could feel the pleasure build.  Unfortunately, she was locked in chastity.  She found that if she moved a certain way, it felt better.  Could she actually cum this way?  Did she want to?

Brad had just cum, and he could last for quite some time this time around.  He was thrusting it in deep, and couldn't hide his pride in the moment.  "Fuck, you're so tight sweetie.  You feel so good."

With Brittney's mouth giving her pussy the right attention, Eve was on the verge of another orgasm.  This was an even more amazing moment than she had anticipated.  "Just remember, Brad, she's mine."

He laughed.  "Of course.  But right now she has my cock inside of her pussy."

"What the hell did I see in this guy" she asked herself.  "Other than a big cock.  Oh God." She was having another orgasm.  "Keep doing that, Britney.  That's it, my pet."

As Britney was lapping her Mistress's pussy, she felt an orgasm building up.  It felt like it was coming, but just a little out of reach.  She tried to make it happen.  She was desperately moving her pussy around his cock and pushing back."

"Fuck yes, " groaned Brad.  "This one likes cock.  I think I'm gonna cum."

Britney was feeling it build up and finally release.  Her clitty was tightly confined, but she was leaking cum when Brad erupted inside of her pussy.  She felt the warm cum inside of her, making a new sissy out of her.

"I'm cumming, " Brad proclaimed, and Britney kept pushing back, inviting his cum inside of her.  It hadn't really dawned on her that Brad was not wearing a condom.

It was Eve who sat up and watched as Brad pulled his unwrapped cock out of her sissy's ass.  "You weren't wearing a condom?"

Brad panicked.  "You didn't say..."

Eve pointed to the door, "Okay, I think you need to leave."

"I didn't know, " he said as he grabbed his shorts and shirt and left.  "I'm sorry."

Eve was genuinely concerned for her sissy, who lie face down on the bed, feeling so many things after losing her virginity.  Regret was not one of then.  "Are you okay, Britney?"

"I'm fine, Mistress, " she said with a smile.

Mistress was horrified about her sissy taking cum inside her pussy.  She knew the risks a sissy took with unprotected intercourse. "I'm sorry.  He had no right to cum inside you.  I don't want to put you at risk."

Britney suddenly realized what had happened, and her clitty started straining against the cage again.  "It's okay, Mistress"

Eve shook her head.  "No it's not."

"It is, Mistress, " the sissy said with a smile.  "The way I see it, I got to take his cum inside my pussy just like you did.  I feel so lucky."

Eve was shocked, but admittedly a little turned on at the thought herself.  "That may be so, you little slut, but you had better get my permission from here on out to let a man cum inside that pussy, or I'll tan your ass good, understand?"

"Yes  Mistress, I'm sorry, " she wanted to play with her clitty so badly in that moment.  "You know, it's different than I expected."

"Oh, so you expected it?"

Britney sat up, feeling a little strange with a man's cum inside her sissy bottom.  "That's not what I'm saying.  It's just...  I don't know."

Eve hugged her sissy.  "It's okay.  Do you like Brad?"

Britney blushed.  "Mistress Eve!  I mean, he's cute and all, but my heart belongs to only one person."

Eve had to admit to feeling a little insecure after what just happened.  "Who is that?"

Britney moved down and kissed her Mistress's feet.  "You, Mistress. I love you, and I am yours to do with as you will."

"Whew, that's a relief, " she replied with a laugh.  "I was afraid I was gonna have to break in a new sissy.  I don't know if I could cope without a sissy keeping things up for me around here."

Britney looked up from Eve's feet.  "Mistress Eve, please don't joke about that.  I would be lost without you."

"Well, then, " she replied as her confidence came back.  "We're gonna have to deal with your punishment.;"

"Another spanking?"

Miss Eve laughed.  "You wish.  "I may have to lock you in the closet in the dark for a weekend."

"But..."

"Back talk to me again, and I'll tie your ass up first, " she said, quite serious about the threat.

"I'm sorry Mistress.  I would never forget my place in the life of my Goddess."

Eve got on her hands and knees.  "If you're gonna be kissing my ass, you might as well do it literally you little sissy slut."

Britney smiled and obeyed as a bit if Brad's cum leaded from her stretched hole.  "Gladly."

Mistress Eve looked behind her and pushed her beautiful shapely ass in Britney's face.  "While you're at it, lick my asshole too you stupid bitch"

Take That Cock For Mistress

Sami was on her knees in her red dress.  Her brown hair had grown long, and Mistress Veronica styled it for her.  Over the weeks, she had learned how to do her makeup from Mistress, how to walk and talk, what clothes to wear.  She learned so much.

This was something Sami was not prepared for.  She was on her knees, dressed and ready to serve a man.  "Mistress, I don't know if I can do this."

"Nonsense, " she replied, putting her hand on her sissy's back and guiding her towards Bill's cock.  "You can and you will."

"But all I wanted to do was learn to dress like a pretty woman, " the sissy protested, "and I've done that."

Mistress Veronica laughed.  "No, what you said was you wanted to know what it feels like to be a woman, and you're about to learn a lot more."

Sami protested once more.  "But I practiced with your strap on...:"

"Sami, put your pretty little red cock suckers lips around Bill's cock right now and suck him, or you'll feel my paddle again, " she ordered, annoyed at her defiant sissy.  After a moment, she looked at Bill, "She needs encouragement."

"Wait, what, " was all Sami could manage as Bill shoved his hardening cock inside her mouth.  "Mmmphhh."

Veronica smiled and rubbed Sami's back.  "That's my little cock sucker.  It's nice to suck a real man's cock, isn't it?"

The sissy couldn't answer as Bill's strong hands held her head down with her mouth full of his hardening man meat, "Mmmphhhh."

"I just knew you'd like it, " said Mistress.  "I knew you'd make me proud, like the little sissy cock sucker you are."

Sami started giving in and sucking the man's cock.  She hummed on it and worked her tongue as Mistress had instructed her, and Bill let go of her head.  "The little sissy faggot loves this."

Miss Veronica winked at him.  "Didn't I tell you she would?  She' a little cock whore, just like I..."

Joe walked into the locker room of the closed Gym, where he saw the Mistress guiding her sissy to perform her first blowjob.  "Sorry I'm late Miss V.  Had to lock up."

Bill smiled at his cousin.  "This sissy could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.  You can try her for yourself.  I want some of that tight pussy."

Bill pulled out of Sami's mouth.  "Mistress no.  I can't do that. I'm not ready."

Veronica slapped her sissy in the face.  You will do as told you ungrateful little bitch.  Do you know how much money you've cost me?  Bill here was very generous with us, and he may be a regular client of ours after today."

"But Mistress..."

Another slap in the face.  "Don't you dare talk back to me.  You are gonna give up your pussy to him right this instance.  I can see you will need to be punished later.  You disappoint me, Sam."

The sissy pouted, hearing her male name spoken.  "I'm sorry Mistress."

Miss Veronica knew Sami was Hers to command, but the sissy was nervous.  She had dealt with many sissies who had the same feelings at this moment.  She liked Sami, though, and she saw much potential in her as a personal assistant and high price sissy cock whore.  "I know you are, but you've insulted Bill."

Sami looked behind at Bill.  "I'm sorry Bill."

Mistress grinned.  "That's not good enough.  Tell Bill how bad you want to be fucked by him, " she commanded as she removed the plug from Sami's well lubed ass.

Sami recalled what Mistress had instructed her to say at a time like this.  "Please fuck me daddy.  I need your big cock inside me."

Bill put the condom on his rock hard cock.  "Still gotta wear this?"

Veronica nodded.  "This time, my pet.  But we'll see in the future."

Bill chuckled. "As you wish."

He shoved his cock into Sami's sissy pussy in one thrust as she screamed in pain.  Bill laughed  "This one's a screamer.  Just the way I like 'em."

Miss Veronica reassured her sissy.  "You're doing good, Sami.  Make your Mistress proud and make these boys cum."

Joe stepped in front of Sami and presented his cock.  Sami didn't wait to take it inside her mouth, and Veronica smiled.  "That's my girl.  I knew you could do it.  I almost hate having to punish you when we get back home."

Sami was getting lost in the moment.  She never dreamed she would actually be sucking cock or being fucked in her life.  Those were just fantasies she never even told Miss Veronica.  And here she was doing both at the same time.

Bill started to increase his pace and was shoving his cock as deep as he could.  "Fuck, she's got a tight pussy.  I love it."

"Mmmphhh, " was all Sami said with a mouth full of Joe's hard cock.  Joe smiled at his cousin.  "She is a damn good cock sucker.  Where do you find these sissies Miss V?"

Veronica smiled with pride as she stood up and admired the scene she had created.  "I don't find My sissies, I create them.  They become perfect little cock sucking, cock riding sissy sluts when I'm done with them.  Sami here is turning out to be better than I thought."

Joe felt himself tense up and he shot his load down Sami's throat.  "Oh fuck.  I thought I'd last longer than that."

"Swallow it all Sami, " Veronica instructed, as if she needed to.  Sami swallowed and surprised her by looking up at Joe and thanking him for his cum.

Miss Veronica walked over and patted Joe on the back.  "Better be careful.  You'll be known as a one pump chump if you keep that up."

"Come on Miss V, it's been a tough day."

She winked at him.  "I can cure you of that little problem if you want me to.  All I need to do is lock you up in chastity like my little sissy here."

He shook his head.  "Give me a shot at that ass and I'll show you what I can do."

The Mistress shook her head.  "I can't do that.  Only two orgasms were paid for."

Joe was fucking Sami's pussy steadily and she was pushing back to meet his thrusts as her own pleasure was building.  He smiled.  "Damn, this bitch likes being fucked.  I think I can have a lot of fun with her."

Miss Veronica smiled.  "I told you.  Sami is the perfect little sissy slut.  I think she is starting to realize what a slut she is now."

Sami was moaning as she felt an orgasm building up, and Veronica picked up on that.  "Is my little sissy gonna make a cummies?"

"Oh, " was all she managed.

She knelt in front of her sissy.  "Does being fucked in your sissy pussy like a real woman make you want to cream your panties?"

"Yes Mistress, " she finally admitted.

She patted her sissy on the head.  "You see, that's why I locked your clitty into chastity.  Work his cock inside your pussy like I taught you and make a cummies."

As she stood up, she glanced over at Joe.  "You see, you can learn a little something from Bill about endurance."  She knew about that too.  She and Bill had shared a few nights of hot sex, and she knew the feeling well.  This first experience with Sami was her gift to her for how good a submissive sissy she had been over the past two months.

"Ohhhh, God, " Sami moaned as she felt her chastised clitty convulse and leak some cum into the front of her panties.  It was an intense feeling that continued for a few minutes as she continued to work her pussy around Bill's cock.

The convulsions were making Bill want to cum, so he slowed down.  He had broken in a few sissies for Veronica, and this was his favorite moment of sex with then, next to cumming inside their asses.  He knew he would be paying for that opportunity when got the chance.

When Sami's orgasm subsided, he pulled out of her, took off the condom and started stroking it in front of her face.  Veronica looked at Sami, "You know what to do."

Sami looked up at Bill,  "Please shoot your yummy cum all over my face daddy.  Mess up make up."

"Oh fuck, " yet yelled as his first spurt shot across her right cheek.  The second hit her nose and the third went into her open mouth.  There were about a dozen strong spurts.  She saw a few flashes and realized Miss Veronica had taken pictures of this moment.

Sami took his cock into her mouth to finish him off before he pulled out.

Bill went for his wallet.  "$500?"

Veronica smiled.  "That was the agreement."

He handed her ten $100 bills.  "Here's a grand.  We need to talk bareback."

Veronica laughed.  "You're so predictable.  I need to convince my sissy that she will love having cum inside her pussy, but we'll talk later."

Sami was on her knees with a face full of cum.  Mistress hadn't told her what to do with the cum on her face yet.  She watched as the men walked out of the locker room.  "You going out the fire exit again, Miss V, " Joe asked."

"Yes."

"Okay, I gotta get back to the wife.  I'm gonna go out the front.  Just make sure the back is locked when you close the door, " he replied as he and Bill left the room.

Mistress smiled at her humiliated sissy.  "I'm very proud of you Sami."

She looked down at Mistress' black knee high boots.  "Thank You Mistress."

"But, you still need to be punished for talking back to me and questioning my orders."

"I'm sorry Mistress."

Mistress Veronica grabbed her purse and headed to the fire exit.  "Okay, get up and let's go.  And don't you dare clean your face.  Let it dry.  You need to be reminded that you are my cock sucking slut.  When we get home, you will be dealt with." 

She stopped for a moment in thought, and an evil grin came to her face.  "To show you how nice I can be, I'm going to let you go into the diner looking like the slut you are and buy us a couple burgers.  I don't know about you, but I'm famished."

Sami followed slowly behind Miss Veronica, humiliated at the idea of going into the diner looking this messy.  Still, she knew better than to complain about it.  "Thank you Mistress."