You are so totally committed to her that you submit to her will and desires at all times. She runs the show in the relationship, and it is your job to help her make her plans come to fruition. You are there to help her be successful. When she as a plan, you are there to help make it happen. Anything she needs you to do, you do.
This stretches across all aspects of your life. You clean up the house, you prepare most meals, you help her prepare herself for her outings. If she brings a boyfriend home, you are there if she needs you to be. Without question you service her lover if asked and clean her up, and you thank them both for the honor.
Mistress knows you need sex too. Oh, she long since stopped letting you have intercourse with her or any woman. Your pathetic little clitty stays locked up at all times, just as it should be. You won't be with any woman in that way again. But, Mistress knows there are other ways for you to get off.
With the use of her toys and her strap on, she has trained you to have a sissygasm, as she calls it. But, Mistress doesn't always want to use her strap on. Sometimes she will just set you up with a guy and make money off of you. There was a time when you might have protested, but not now. You thank her for it. In fact, you become a little absent minded if you don't get it.
But, it's not all fun and games. Mistress likes to keep you in your place, literally at times. She will tie you up in different positions and leave you there, sometimes for hours at a time. She will use sensory deprivation on you and leave you wondering what is coming next. There was a time when you might have protested, but not now.
You accept it, even embrace it. You are Hers to do with as She desires. The day she made it official is a day you will not soon forget. She squatted over you and began to urinate all over you, telling you that she was marking you. It was symbolic. You both agreed that you will not consume bodily fluids, but as her property, you needed to be marked.
There's another thing that happens when you mess up. Mistress will punish you. She will spank you, and she will always let you know why you deserve to be spanked. You need to learn and she will tell you before administering the punishment. Most of the time, this is accomplished with hand or paddle or a light flogging.
You are instructed to get out of your feminine clothes, down to bra and panties and to assume the position. And then she will began the spanking. It might be over her knees. You may be on all fours on the floor. When she wants to make a point, you are restrained first. When she really wants to make a point, she uses sensory deprivation as well.
Always telling you why you deserve it. You may have been performing poorly in your cleaning duties. Perhaps you forgot to do something important. Maybe you performed inadequately with her and her lover. Or, maybe your mistake hurt a plan that she had.
She will let you know, and the swats will come harder when you've really messed up. She will show no mercy as the pain starts to kick in and the tears flow from your eyes. You can beg. You can apologize, and it won't matter. It's too late for that. You must learn. She may leave you tied up lying on the ground afterward to think about it.
But, always, there's the one thing she will say in her soft and beautiful voice, as you reel from the pain. It's almost a comfort in all of the pain. "You're my sissy, and I just want you to be the best you can be. I really wish you wouldn't make me do this, but I'll do it again when I need to. It's the only way you'll learn."
As you lie on the floor, you think she likes punishing you a little too much. It wasn't that big of a mistake. Then you realize it was a totally avoidable mistake, and you knew better. And it hits you. You did it on purpose. Do you really like the pain, or is it a comfort knowing somebody cares enough to punish you when you are bad? Maybe it's a little of both.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
The Moment You Became Hers
It happened so subtly that you didn't even realize it. She was so nice to you that you were hers from the moment you met. She trapped you with her alluring spell. She dressed beautifully, but not slutty. She wore makeup, but tastefully and not over the top.
You found you had much in common, though when you think about it now, it was you revealing more about yourself than she did. You spent every moment you could with her. You just had to. You were compelled for some reason. Was it love?
You started waiting on her. If she wanted something, you did it for her. If she needed something from the store, you bought it for her. You even started cleaning her house. This was the first clue, but you didn't realize it.
She made a joke about you being her maid and that you should dress as such. At least you thought it was a joke, but you soon found out it wasn't when you laughed and said you didn't have a maid's outfit. As luck would have it, she did. Just your luck, it fit. Coincidence?
There were other little indications of the change. You were allowed to service her in bed and massage her the way she wanted, but she kept telling you she wasn't in the mood for intercourse. You accepted that. When she saw how excited you were, she told you that you could have release.
But she would not allow you to have sex with her, nor would she give you oral. She told you to slowly stroke it as she teased you playfully. She said things to you that no real man would accept. But you got excited when she called you a little sissy. You came when she called you her sissy slut in that beautiful voice of hers.
You were trapped, and when the day came where she produced the maid's outfit, you accepted it. You were told to strip down in front of her as she examined you. You were turned on, but she ignored it. She commented on your underwear, saying Her sissy maid would only wear pretty lingerie You told her you would.
Then, she commented on your body hair, telling you that it simply would not do. No sissy maid of Hers would have body hair. She led you to the bathroom and applied hair removal cream all over. She told you that you were to be hairless from then on, and you were to let your hair grow long like the pretty girl you want to be.
Want to be? Did you want to be? You don't know, but something about her made you want to please her. You responded with yes, and she corrected you by saying, yes Mistress. Mistress? Why Mistress? But that smile on her face made you agree to it. You would do anything for Her.
When you were nice and smooth, she laid out the lingerie to wear under your maid's outfit, and noticed you were still excited. You hadn't even touched it. Why not? You were so turned on, but something held you back. Before you could do anything about it, she produced something you never saw before.
It was a chastity device, she told you. You would wear it 24/7. No sissy maid of Hers would have an unsightly bulge like that in her panties. You didn't even protest. Something in your mind said you should, but you looked at those beautiful eyes. You couldn't refuse Her. You just said, yes Mistress.
With chastity on, she helped you into your bra. Panties were next, but they were thong panties. She said that was for easier access, and then proceeded to pull out a medium sized butt plug. With a little lube, it went right in. You felt weird. This was wrong. Did you like it? There was her smile.
She instructed you on what chores needed to be done and told you to figure out how to make it work with your schedule. She surprised you by telling you that her Sissy maid would live here in the a special sissy maid's bedroom she had prepared for you. Prepared for you, you thought? What was going on here? But then, there was that smile.
In the days ahead, you moved into your room of pastel pinks and feminine motif. You did your chores and waited on her, and she was pleased with you. When she was displeased, you felt the sting of her paddle on her plugged rear end. You were disappointed in yourself and told her you would do better.
Mistress had you performing oral on her when she felt you deserved the honor, but added that she needed a real man's cock inside her. You hated hearing those words, but that smile melted your insecurities. Mistress introduced a strap on to the relationship, instructing you on oral. She commented on how good you were and how her guests would love you.
Now, you thought about leaving. You aren't gay, you thought. You like woman. You simply are doing what you do to please her, but you need release. How long had it been since she let you have an orgasm? You were sad, and she could see it.
This is when Mistress finally took your virgin sissy pussy for the first time. She told you the plug was to get you ready for this moment and all the moments to come when you would be giving it up. You didn't think too much about that comment as she entered your tight pussy first the first time.
She was slow and gentle at first. You wanted to touch yourself, but she warned you not to go near your caged clitty with your hands as she worked your sissy pussy like a pro. She made you feel things you had never felt before. You felt like you were on the edge, but then not.
It was like a wave of water approaching the beach. It built up steadily. You felt so amazing, you wanted more. She taunted you. What do you want, she asked? Fuck me harder Mistress, you said, not believing your own words. She laughed. You are my sissy slut, aren't you? Yes Mistress was all you managed.
She smiled. She knew at that moment she had you. I want you to cum for me, my little sissy slut, she ordered. You had no choice. She was hitting you in just the right spot. It drove you crazy, and your words were unintelligible as you came slowly and steadily over the next several moments. Just when you thought you were done, you came some more.
It was a powerful experience, the most intense orgasm you had ever had. You knew you wanted more. She knew Her sissy would obey her, and she was happy to finally find a good sissy who knew her place. She instructed you to clean yourself up.
Later, when you went to bed, she introduced something else to the relationship. She tied you down securely and put a blindfold mask and ball gag on you. Amid your whimpering, she told you it was for your own good. She wanted to know her sissy was right where she should be. That wasn't much comfort to you
Later, you heard loud moaning, and you knew what was going on. Mistress was having sex with a man, and from the sounds of it, she was enjoying it. You cried knowing you might never get that chance to feel it even once. Then you wondered if you might get to watch next time.
The next morning, she untied you and instructed you to get cleaned up and make yourself nice and pretty. She laid out a particularly slutty maid's outfit and told you to get ready. She had important male and female guests coming, and you would be serving them in any way they wanted. Make your Mistress proud, she said with a wink as she left you to get ready.
You found you had much in common, though when you think about it now, it was you revealing more about yourself than she did. You spent every moment you could with her. You just had to. You were compelled for some reason. Was it love?
You started waiting on her. If she wanted something, you did it for her. If she needed something from the store, you bought it for her. You even started cleaning her house. This was the first clue, but you didn't realize it.
She made a joke about you being her maid and that you should dress as such. At least you thought it was a joke, but you soon found out it wasn't when you laughed and said you didn't have a maid's outfit. As luck would have it, she did. Just your luck, it fit. Coincidence?
There were other little indications of the change. You were allowed to service her in bed and massage her the way she wanted, but she kept telling you she wasn't in the mood for intercourse. You accepted that. When she saw how excited you were, she told you that you could have release.
But she would not allow you to have sex with her, nor would she give you oral. She told you to slowly stroke it as she teased you playfully. She said things to you that no real man would accept. But you got excited when she called you a little sissy. You came when she called you her sissy slut in that beautiful voice of hers.
You were trapped, and when the day came where she produced the maid's outfit, you accepted it. You were told to strip down in front of her as she examined you. You were turned on, but she ignored it. She commented on your underwear, saying Her sissy maid would only wear pretty lingerie You told her you would.
Then, she commented on your body hair, telling you that it simply would not do. No sissy maid of Hers would have body hair. She led you to the bathroom and applied hair removal cream all over. She told you that you were to be hairless from then on, and you were to let your hair grow long like the pretty girl you want to be.
Want to be? Did you want to be? You don't know, but something about her made you want to please her. You responded with yes, and she corrected you by saying, yes Mistress. Mistress? Why Mistress? But that smile on her face made you agree to it. You would do anything for Her.
When you were nice and smooth, she laid out the lingerie to wear under your maid's outfit, and noticed you were still excited. You hadn't even touched it. Why not? You were so turned on, but something held you back. Before you could do anything about it, she produced something you never saw before.
It was a chastity device, she told you. You would wear it 24/7. No sissy maid of Hers would have an unsightly bulge like that in her panties. You didn't even protest. Something in your mind said you should, but you looked at those beautiful eyes. You couldn't refuse Her. You just said, yes Mistress.
With chastity on, she helped you into your bra. Panties were next, but they were thong panties. She said that was for easier access, and then proceeded to pull out a medium sized butt plug. With a little lube, it went right in. You felt weird. This was wrong. Did you like it? There was her smile.
She instructed you on what chores needed to be done and told you to figure out how to make it work with your schedule. She surprised you by telling you that her Sissy maid would live here in the a special sissy maid's bedroom she had prepared for you. Prepared for you, you thought? What was going on here? But then, there was that smile.
In the days ahead, you moved into your room of pastel pinks and feminine motif. You did your chores and waited on her, and she was pleased with you. When she was displeased, you felt the sting of her paddle on her plugged rear end. You were disappointed in yourself and told her you would do better.
Mistress had you performing oral on her when she felt you deserved the honor, but added that she needed a real man's cock inside her. You hated hearing those words, but that smile melted your insecurities. Mistress introduced a strap on to the relationship, instructing you on oral. She commented on how good you were and how her guests would love you.
Now, you thought about leaving. You aren't gay, you thought. You like woman. You simply are doing what you do to please her, but you need release. How long had it been since she let you have an orgasm? You were sad, and she could see it.
This is when Mistress finally took your virgin sissy pussy for the first time. She told you the plug was to get you ready for this moment and all the moments to come when you would be giving it up. You didn't think too much about that comment as she entered your tight pussy first the first time.
She was slow and gentle at first. You wanted to touch yourself, but she warned you not to go near your caged clitty with your hands as she worked your sissy pussy like a pro. She made you feel things you had never felt before. You felt like you were on the edge, but then not.
It was like a wave of water approaching the beach. It built up steadily. You felt so amazing, you wanted more. She taunted you. What do you want, she asked? Fuck me harder Mistress, you said, not believing your own words. She laughed. You are my sissy slut, aren't you? Yes Mistress was all you managed.
She smiled. She knew at that moment she had you. I want you to cum for me, my little sissy slut, she ordered. You had no choice. She was hitting you in just the right spot. It drove you crazy, and your words were unintelligible as you came slowly and steadily over the next several moments. Just when you thought you were done, you came some more.
It was a powerful experience, the most intense orgasm you had ever had. You knew you wanted more. She knew Her sissy would obey her, and she was happy to finally find a good sissy who knew her place. She instructed you to clean yourself up.
Later, when you went to bed, she introduced something else to the relationship. She tied you down securely and put a blindfold mask and ball gag on you. Amid your whimpering, she told you it was for your own good. She wanted to know her sissy was right where she should be. That wasn't much comfort to you
Later, you heard loud moaning, and you knew what was going on. Mistress was having sex with a man, and from the sounds of it, she was enjoying it. You cried knowing you might never get that chance to feel it even once. Then you wondered if you might get to watch next time.
The next morning, she untied you and instructed you to get cleaned up and make yourself nice and pretty. She laid out a particularly slutty maid's outfit and told you to get ready. She had important male and female guests coming, and you would be serving them in any way they wanted. Make your Mistress proud, she said with a wink as she left you to get ready.
Friday, December 13, 2013
A New Way Of Life For Sissy
Sissy Denise was wearing her pink lingerie, complete with stockings and garters. Her panties were down as Mistress Jessica had just locked her into chastity and was teasing her with the key. "Is this, " Denise asked hesitantly, "really necessary? It seems so..."
Mistress grinned at her as she interrupted. "Oh, but it is very necessary. Sissies like you must be locked up 24/7."
The sissy was shocked. She had no idea this was coming when she started playing dress up with her beautiful blonde haired Mistress. It was a game in the bedroom at that point, and they both seemed to enjoy it.
Then, the games got kinkier. Mistress introduced a butt plug, and then light bondage. Then, one day while tied up, Denise had her pussy violated with a strap on. She hated the fact that she loved it so much. Even worse was the orgasm she had without being touched on her clitty, as Mistress called it.
It was then when Mistress Jessica's demeanor changed. "I knew I had a sissy faggot for a husband, " she laughed. "Or should I say wife." Those words were etched into Denise's mind. Everything seemed to go back to normal for a few days, and now this.
"Locked up every day? Jessica, I don't know if I can handle that." She felt her wife's hand slap her face. "Huh?"
Mistress Jessica glared at her sissy. "First of all, you will address me as Mistress. Is that clear?"
"But..." she felt another slap. "Yes Mistress."
Jessica shook her head. "I'm still not sure you understand. You may need to be punished for that."
The sissy looked downwards. "I'm sorry Mistress."
She brushed her hand lightly against her Sissy's face. "I know you are, but you have to understand that things have changed now."
Denise started to tear up. "I love you Mistress. Don't you love me?"
Jessica smiled. "What kind of silly question is that? You know the answer to that. You shouldn't have to ask."
"But..."
"The reason you have to be locked up is twofold, " she interrupted. "That pathetic little thing is never getting near me again. Secondly, it lets you know your pace in this relationship. You are mine, and you don't get release until I tell you when, where and how."
Denise was confused. "But, don't you want to be pleased?"
Mistress burst into laughter. "Oh you poor naive little sissy. First of all, you will be my oral servant whenever I want it. You will do as I say. Secondly, I didn't say I wouldn't have cock. I'll have plenty of cock. I've been seeing a couple guys already, and now I can bring them home."
Tears started streaming down Denise's face. It was a good thing she was using good mascara. "So, you're gonna leave me?"
Jessica ran her fingers around her sissy's chastity device. "Whatever gave you that idea, my pet? Just because you're inadequate down there, doesn't mean you don't make up for it in other ways. You make good money with your online business, you clean this place well and you are already good at eating my pussy."
"So, you aren't leaving me?"
"My dear sissy, you have it all wrong, " she grabbed a pair of handcuffs. "Your life is about to change in ways you never dreamed of. You're still gonna be doing your job, at home on the computer and dressed as my sissy maid in chastity, maybe even plugged."
The sissy was still unsure. "But I need to put in long hours sometimes on projects, so I can't..."
"And so you shall, my pet. I'm counting on you to do your job and keep me in the lap of luxury, but when playtime comes..."
This was all happening so fast, and Denise was a bit overwhelmed. "But you just said my clitty won't be going near you."
Jessica laughed again. "It won't. But, I will be entertaining real men here, and you will be serving them too."
Denise's face went white, "Serving them?"
Mistress shook her head. "Don't play coy with me, Missy. You will be sucking their cocks when I tell you. You will be giving up that pussy when I tell you to. I expect you to be good, because I may rent you out."
The sissy panicked. "Mistress, I'm not gay."
She took her sissy's hands and cuffed them behind her back and guided her to her knees. "Of course not. You're bi, or you will be when I'm done with you. I told you that you would be eating my pussy and the pussy of any of my girl friends when I tell you to, but you will become a little cock whore too."
"But..." A knock came at the front door.
Mistress smiled. "Oh, that will be Jim. He's quite the stud. I've had that cock inside my pussy and it's just delightful. He has a thing for sissies like you, so I told him he could come by and get his cock sucked."
She took a couple steps out of the room and turned around. "He likes sissy pussy too, so if you suck him well enough, you might just have a new boyfriend of your own. Won't that be great?"
She laughed as she went to answer the door. Sissy Denise sat on her knees, helplessly waiting for what was to be the first of many cock sucking sessions. A big cock in her mouth, could she handle it? Would she be able to swallow? She would soon find out. She hoped maybe Mistress would allow her release afterward.
Mistress grinned at her as she interrupted. "Oh, but it is very necessary. Sissies like you must be locked up 24/7."
The sissy was shocked. She had no idea this was coming when she started playing dress up with her beautiful blonde haired Mistress. It was a game in the bedroom at that point, and they both seemed to enjoy it.
Then, the games got kinkier. Mistress introduced a butt plug, and then light bondage. Then, one day while tied up, Denise had her pussy violated with a strap on. She hated the fact that she loved it so much. Even worse was the orgasm she had without being touched on her clitty, as Mistress called it.
It was then when Mistress Jessica's demeanor changed. "I knew I had a sissy faggot for a husband, " she laughed. "Or should I say wife." Those words were etched into Denise's mind. Everything seemed to go back to normal for a few days, and now this.
"Locked up every day? Jessica, I don't know if I can handle that." She felt her wife's hand slap her face. "Huh?"
Mistress Jessica glared at her sissy. "First of all, you will address me as Mistress. Is that clear?"
"But..." she felt another slap. "Yes Mistress."
Jessica shook her head. "I'm still not sure you understand. You may need to be punished for that."
The sissy looked downwards. "I'm sorry Mistress."
She brushed her hand lightly against her Sissy's face. "I know you are, but you have to understand that things have changed now."
Denise started to tear up. "I love you Mistress. Don't you love me?"
Jessica smiled. "What kind of silly question is that? You know the answer to that. You shouldn't have to ask."
"But..."
"The reason you have to be locked up is twofold, " she interrupted. "That pathetic little thing is never getting near me again. Secondly, it lets you know your pace in this relationship. You are mine, and you don't get release until I tell you when, where and how."
Denise was confused. "But, don't you want to be pleased?"
Mistress burst into laughter. "Oh you poor naive little sissy. First of all, you will be my oral servant whenever I want it. You will do as I say. Secondly, I didn't say I wouldn't have cock. I'll have plenty of cock. I've been seeing a couple guys already, and now I can bring them home."
Tears started streaming down Denise's face. It was a good thing she was using good mascara. "So, you're gonna leave me?"
Jessica ran her fingers around her sissy's chastity device. "Whatever gave you that idea, my pet? Just because you're inadequate down there, doesn't mean you don't make up for it in other ways. You make good money with your online business, you clean this place well and you are already good at eating my pussy."
"So, you aren't leaving me?"
"My dear sissy, you have it all wrong, " she grabbed a pair of handcuffs. "Your life is about to change in ways you never dreamed of. You're still gonna be doing your job, at home on the computer and dressed as my sissy maid in chastity, maybe even plugged."
The sissy was still unsure. "But I need to put in long hours sometimes on projects, so I can't..."
"And so you shall, my pet. I'm counting on you to do your job and keep me in the lap of luxury, but when playtime comes..."
This was all happening so fast, and Denise was a bit overwhelmed. "But you just said my clitty won't be going near you."
Jessica laughed again. "It won't. But, I will be entertaining real men here, and you will be serving them too."
Denise's face went white, "Serving them?"
Mistress shook her head. "Don't play coy with me, Missy. You will be sucking their cocks when I tell you. You will be giving up that pussy when I tell you to. I expect you to be good, because I may rent you out."
The sissy panicked. "Mistress, I'm not gay."
She took her sissy's hands and cuffed them behind her back and guided her to her knees. "Of course not. You're bi, or you will be when I'm done with you. I told you that you would be eating my pussy and the pussy of any of my girl friends when I tell you to, but you will become a little cock whore too."
"But..." A knock came at the front door.
Mistress smiled. "Oh, that will be Jim. He's quite the stud. I've had that cock inside my pussy and it's just delightful. He has a thing for sissies like you, so I told him he could come by and get his cock sucked."
She took a couple steps out of the room and turned around. "He likes sissy pussy too, so if you suck him well enough, you might just have a new boyfriend of your own. Won't that be great?"
She laughed as she went to answer the door. Sissy Denise sat on her knees, helplessly waiting for what was to be the first of many cock sucking sessions. A big cock in her mouth, could she handle it? Would she be able to swallow? She would soon find out. She hoped maybe Mistress would allow her release afterward.
Mistress Clara And Sissy Brandi Prepare For A Double Date
Mistress Clara smiled at her sissy as she handed her a pair of pink satin panties that went with the bra she was wearing. "You'll look so cute in this one, sweetie."
Brandi blushed. "Thank you Miss Clara. You are too nice to me."
"You're easy to be nice to, " she replied as she moved in and have her a kiss. The tingles caused an immediate response to Brandi as her sissy clitty pushed against her tight chastity cage. Clara giggled. "You spoil your Mistress."
The sissy winced in her cage as she put on her panties. "I would do anything for you. You're my world."
Miss Clara held up the shirt black skirt and the tight pink top that showed off Brandi's budding breasts. "You're gonna wear this for me, aren't you?"
Brandi was straining against her chastity device from being so turned on, but she tried to hide the pain. "Yes, Mistress." She sat down on the bed and grabbed the skirt and top, forgetting the spanking she had just received for failing to wash the car properly and refuel it on time.
Mistress brushed her hair as she stood in front of the mirror wearing a similar pink lace bra and panties as her sissy "Good girl. You know how Steve loves to see you in that outfit."
Brandi knew that all to well. The first time her Mistress' boyfriend saw her in that outfit, he wanted to fuck her. Mistress gave him permission, and Brandi felt his thickness inside of her sissy pussy for the first time. It was so intense that when he came inside of her, she had her own orgasm inside her chastity device. She spent the rest of that weekend serving as his fluffer and her cleanup.
"Do you think he's gonna...""
Clara ginned. "What? Fuck me? Oh yes, he's gonna fuck me hard, and you're gonna clean my pussy after. I might even let him have my ass too, and you know what that means."
"I'm gonna clean that too, " she replied as she applied some pink lipstick.
"Exactly. You are such a good little sissy slut. You do as you're told for your Mistress. This is why I love you, " she said, planting a kiss on her cheek again.
Again Brandi strained against her chastity device. How long had it been since she was able to make love to her Mistress/Wife? That stopped when she was told how small she was and how she couldn't please her the way a real man could. It hurt her to hear that at first, but she was hiding her own secret sissy desires.
When she confessed. Clara said she understood and would help her as long as she understood that things would change. They were no longer husband and wife, but Mistress and sissy, and sissy would serve Mistress in whatever way she was required. This also meant living 24/7 as a woman and transitioning.
Brandi loved the way her body was developing, but the straining in her chastity cage reminded her that she was due for another hormone injection. "I just want you to be pleased the way a woman deserves too. If his big cock pleases you, then you should have it. You deserve it."
"And you know what a big cock like his can do to a girl, don't you sissy, " she said with a playful laugh. "So, what dress should I wear? Not that I'll be wearing it long, but we may go out for a while before we come home and fuck."
Brandi finished putting on her skirt and top. "Oh, I was thinking that cute red dress that goes down to your knee., and maybe the four inch open toed heels and that red clutch bag."
"Excellent. You know your Mistress so well."
Brandi looked at the clock. "So, while you're gone, I figured I'd vacuum the floor and do the dishes, maybe get some of my writing done on my new book, and then..."
"Oh, heaven's no, " Clara interrupted. "I won't hear of it."
Brandi was confused. "Why Mistress?"
The sissy handed her the dress, and she slipped into it. "I forgot to mention Steve was bringing a friend with him. His name is Jim. He has a thing for sissies, and we thought we would double date, then come back here."
Brandi couldn't hide the joy from her face. "Really?"
Clara walked over to the night stand and grabbed the paddle. "Don't look so surprised. I think you earned this reward. I know how turned on you get by the thought of two girlfriends going out, bringing guys home and getting fucked like a couple of horny sluts."
The sissy gleefully hugged her Mistress, "Oh thank you Miss Clara. Thank you."
Clara playfully tapped her sissy's still tender rear end a couple times with the paddle. "That's enough, Missy. Know your place."
"I'm sorry Mistress."
"You will be, " she said with stern voice. "You are still My sissy. You will do what I say, or I will punish you. And, you know what that means, don't you?"
Brandi thought about all of the spankings, the times being locked in the closet while tied up, being restrained to the bed. Even the time Mistress chained her to a men's restroom sink and made her give blowjobs to the drivers at the truck stop. "Please, I'm sorry Mistress."
Clara laughed., with a hint of cruelty in it. "Don't worry, sissy. I just wanted to remind you of your place. Your Mistress adores you, but you are still My sissy. I don't want you to get too comfortable or mistake my kindness here."
The sissy shook her head. "I won't Mistress."
Clara put on her shoes, slipping her pretty red toe nails that Brandi had painted for her, through the open toe area. "Good girl. Now, let's get ready and have a fun night tonight. It's gonna be a long and wild night. I heard Jim has amazing stamina. And, you already know about Steve."
Brandi blushed. If Jim was anything like Steve, she was going to be stretched and pounded hard. But, the though that she and Mistress would be taking a pounding at the same time made her clitty strain against her chastity device. She really needed another hormone injection. She wondered if this was being done by her Mistress as a kind of torture. A part of her was wishing her clitty wouldn't get hard, and that desire was growing stronger.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, "Mistress added. "Jim got the next injections for you. He'll be administering them himself, probably right before he fucks that tight little sissy ass of yours. Won't that be wonderful?"
Brandi blushed. "Thank you Miss Clara. You are too nice to me."
"You're easy to be nice to, " she replied as she moved in and have her a kiss. The tingles caused an immediate response to Brandi as her sissy clitty pushed against her tight chastity cage. Clara giggled. "You spoil your Mistress."
The sissy winced in her cage as she put on her panties. "I would do anything for you. You're my world."
Miss Clara held up the shirt black skirt and the tight pink top that showed off Brandi's budding breasts. "You're gonna wear this for me, aren't you?"
Brandi was straining against her chastity device from being so turned on, but she tried to hide the pain. "Yes, Mistress." She sat down on the bed and grabbed the skirt and top, forgetting the spanking she had just received for failing to wash the car properly and refuel it on time.
Mistress brushed her hair as she stood in front of the mirror wearing a similar pink lace bra and panties as her sissy "Good girl. You know how Steve loves to see you in that outfit."
Brandi knew that all to well. The first time her Mistress' boyfriend saw her in that outfit, he wanted to fuck her. Mistress gave him permission, and Brandi felt his thickness inside of her sissy pussy for the first time. It was so intense that when he came inside of her, she had her own orgasm inside her chastity device. She spent the rest of that weekend serving as his fluffer and her cleanup.
"Do you think he's gonna...""
Clara ginned. "What? Fuck me? Oh yes, he's gonna fuck me hard, and you're gonna clean my pussy after. I might even let him have my ass too, and you know what that means."
"I'm gonna clean that too, " she replied as she applied some pink lipstick.
"Exactly. You are such a good little sissy slut. You do as you're told for your Mistress. This is why I love you, " she said, planting a kiss on her cheek again.
Again Brandi strained against her chastity device. How long had it been since she was able to make love to her Mistress/Wife? That stopped when she was told how small she was and how she couldn't please her the way a real man could. It hurt her to hear that at first, but she was hiding her own secret sissy desires.
When she confessed. Clara said she understood and would help her as long as she understood that things would change. They were no longer husband and wife, but Mistress and sissy, and sissy would serve Mistress in whatever way she was required. This also meant living 24/7 as a woman and transitioning.
Brandi loved the way her body was developing, but the straining in her chastity cage reminded her that she was due for another hormone injection. "I just want you to be pleased the way a woman deserves too. If his big cock pleases you, then you should have it. You deserve it."
"And you know what a big cock like his can do to a girl, don't you sissy, " she said with a playful laugh. "So, what dress should I wear? Not that I'll be wearing it long, but we may go out for a while before we come home and fuck."
Brandi finished putting on her skirt and top. "Oh, I was thinking that cute red dress that goes down to your knee., and maybe the four inch open toed heels and that red clutch bag."
"Excellent. You know your Mistress so well."
Brandi looked at the clock. "So, while you're gone, I figured I'd vacuum the floor and do the dishes, maybe get some of my writing done on my new book, and then..."
"Oh, heaven's no, " Clara interrupted. "I won't hear of it."
Brandi was confused. "Why Mistress?"
The sissy handed her the dress, and she slipped into it. "I forgot to mention Steve was bringing a friend with him. His name is Jim. He has a thing for sissies, and we thought we would double date, then come back here."
Brandi couldn't hide the joy from her face. "Really?"
Clara walked over to the night stand and grabbed the paddle. "Don't look so surprised. I think you earned this reward. I know how turned on you get by the thought of two girlfriends going out, bringing guys home and getting fucked like a couple of horny sluts."
The sissy gleefully hugged her Mistress, "Oh thank you Miss Clara. Thank you."
Clara playfully tapped her sissy's still tender rear end a couple times with the paddle. "That's enough, Missy. Know your place."
"I'm sorry Mistress."
"You will be, " she said with stern voice. "You are still My sissy. You will do what I say, or I will punish you. And, you know what that means, don't you?"
Brandi thought about all of the spankings, the times being locked in the closet while tied up, being restrained to the bed. Even the time Mistress chained her to a men's restroom sink and made her give blowjobs to the drivers at the truck stop. "Please, I'm sorry Mistress."
Clara laughed., with a hint of cruelty in it. "Don't worry, sissy. I just wanted to remind you of your place. Your Mistress adores you, but you are still My sissy. I don't want you to get too comfortable or mistake my kindness here."
The sissy shook her head. "I won't Mistress."
Clara put on her shoes, slipping her pretty red toe nails that Brandi had painted for her, through the open toe area. "Good girl. Now, let's get ready and have a fun night tonight. It's gonna be a long and wild night. I heard Jim has amazing stamina. And, you already know about Steve."
Brandi blushed. If Jim was anything like Steve, she was going to be stretched and pounded hard. But, the though that she and Mistress would be taking a pounding at the same time made her clitty strain against her chastity device. She really needed another hormone injection. She wondered if this was being done by her Mistress as a kind of torture. A part of her was wishing her clitty wouldn't get hard, and that desire was growing stronger.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, "Mistress added. "Jim got the next injections for you. He'll be administering them himself, probably right before he fucks that tight little sissy ass of yours. Won't that be wonderful?"
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Submitting To Her As The Sissy You Are
You only recently discovered your love for dressing up in women's clothes. Maybe you rediscovered it. It was you and your significant other playing around in the bedroom when she suggested you put on a pair of her panties and a bra.
That's how it started. Before you knew it, you were starting to get into other kinky areas. Through the course of it all, you have discovered a secret she was hiding from you. She has a bit of a dominant side. She likes to feminize men and make them submit to her.
She's not totally soft core with it all either. She's told you stories about things she has done in the past. She was reluctant to tell you all of this for fear of how you would react, because she cares about you. She's not trying to push any of this off on you either.
However, the images of what she was telling you are stuck in your mind. How could they not be? A part of you is a little freaked out by it, but another part is not. One of the things she has talked about is locking you up in chastity. She wants complete control of your orgasms.
You don't know how to react to that. Do you submit to her? Why would you? This is the most personal part of you, and she is asking to lock it away. You get no pleasure without her permission. How long will she make you go without? Can you make her happy enough to earn release?
Then it hits you. In giving her control, you are showing her your love and devotion. You won't be able to be with another woman while locked up, not that you are looking. She holds the key. Maybe submitting to her in this way is not such a bad idea.
Submitting to her means being locked up 24/7. She has already made that clear. She told you she is okay with you not wanting to do this, but if you do it, it is on her terms. There is no halfway in this. Can you really handle that? Then you realize how much she has given you.
Being in chastity for her seems only fair to you. You decide to give her that most personal gift. She smiles and tells you that you have made the right decision. You two are going to have so much fun together, you as Her sissy sub and She as your Mistress. Your relationship has taken a new and exciting step.
She reaches into the closet and pulls out a big black duffel back. When did she get that, you wonder? She shifts around in it, pulling out items that make you wonder what she's really up to. There are chains and shackles, a paddle, a mask, rope, a ball gag and there's the device.
She instructs you to take down your panties, and she gleefully locks you up. She holds the key in front of your face and tells you what's left of your manhood belongs to her. You look in the mirror to see the sight of what you have become.
You are dressed in matching red bra and panties, stockings and garters. Your body is shaved smooth as she really has done a good job feminizing you. She tells you she isn't done with you as she produces another item from the bag, a medium sized black butt plug.
You've actually seen this a time or two, but you are still a little uneasy with it. She tells you that you had better get used to it. All locked up sissies like you eventually get their sissy pussies filled with something. In your case, it's this plug, she says with a pause, and then adds, for now.
And so it stats for you, all dressed in sexy lingerie, locked in chastity with your Mistress holding the key. And a butt plug filling you up from behind. You wonder what's next when she tells you to get dressed. You have errands to run, and you will be plugged while you are out and about. You answer with a demure, "Yes Mistress" and get dressed.
That's how it started. Before you knew it, you were starting to get into other kinky areas. Through the course of it all, you have discovered a secret she was hiding from you. She has a bit of a dominant side. She likes to feminize men and make them submit to her.
She's not totally soft core with it all either. She's told you stories about things she has done in the past. She was reluctant to tell you all of this for fear of how you would react, because she cares about you. She's not trying to push any of this off on you either.
However, the images of what she was telling you are stuck in your mind. How could they not be? A part of you is a little freaked out by it, but another part is not. One of the things she has talked about is locking you up in chastity. She wants complete control of your orgasms.
You don't know how to react to that. Do you submit to her? Why would you? This is the most personal part of you, and she is asking to lock it away. You get no pleasure without her permission. How long will she make you go without? Can you make her happy enough to earn release?
Then it hits you. In giving her control, you are showing her your love and devotion. You won't be able to be with another woman while locked up, not that you are looking. She holds the key. Maybe submitting to her in this way is not such a bad idea.
Submitting to her means being locked up 24/7. She has already made that clear. She told you she is okay with you not wanting to do this, but if you do it, it is on her terms. There is no halfway in this. Can you really handle that? Then you realize how much she has given you.
Being in chastity for her seems only fair to you. You decide to give her that most personal gift. She smiles and tells you that you have made the right decision. You two are going to have so much fun together, you as Her sissy sub and She as your Mistress. Your relationship has taken a new and exciting step.
She reaches into the closet and pulls out a big black duffel back. When did she get that, you wonder? She shifts around in it, pulling out items that make you wonder what she's really up to. There are chains and shackles, a paddle, a mask, rope, a ball gag and there's the device.
She instructs you to take down your panties, and she gleefully locks you up. She holds the key in front of your face and tells you what's left of your manhood belongs to her. You look in the mirror to see the sight of what you have become.
You are dressed in matching red bra and panties, stockings and garters. Your body is shaved smooth as she really has done a good job feminizing you. She tells you she isn't done with you as she produces another item from the bag, a medium sized black butt plug.
You've actually seen this a time or two, but you are still a little uneasy with it. She tells you that you had better get used to it. All locked up sissies like you eventually get their sissy pussies filled with something. In your case, it's this plug, she says with a pause, and then adds, for now.
And so it stats for you, all dressed in sexy lingerie, locked in chastity with your Mistress holding the key. And a butt plug filling you up from behind. You wonder what's next when she tells you to get dressed. You have errands to run, and you will be plugged while you are out and about. You answer with a demure, "Yes Mistress" and get dressed.
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