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I am kneeling here all in black lingerie, a bra, panties,
garterbelt stockings, heels, short skirt, sheer blouse,
with a long wig, makeup, hoop earrings, jewelry, hands
cuffed behind my back and with a big hard dick stuffed into
my mouth causing me to gag. My ears are being held to shove
it in and out, all the while being laughed at and called a
cock sucking whore.
This Probably unusual, but even more so in the fact that I
am a man, or use to think I was!
This all started with the innocent act of indulging in a
crossdressing fetish that I have. Ever since a child I have
yearned to "dress" often stealing (borrowing) my moms or
sisters lingerie from the clothes hamper, trying them on
and them masturbating. Always shy and quiet I never
disclosed my secret to anyone. As I grew I secretly
collected discarded lingerie to use. Afraid that others
would ridicule I kept to myself.
Outwardly I am rather masculine and I good shape although
somewhat small. I am about 5'8" and about 150 pounds with a
swimmer's build, nice butt and long legs. Not very large in
the penis department but no seemed to complain. I dated a
lot, enjoyed the company of women, never had a homosexual
thought, but often thought about screwing a woman dressed
as a woman. Sadly to say I was always too afraid to confess
my secret to the women I dated. I had a good sex life but
never seemed to be able to get serious with anyone for a
long-term relationship. I did however continue to collect
women's clothing and dress in private. I had many
opportunities in college as I lived alone and only studied,
worked and only occasionally socialized. After school I
moved across the country for a job with a national firm in
management with good and a great future.
I got to know my co-workers, made some friends and enjoyed
being setup on dates by all of the secretaries that seemed
to take an interest in fixing up single men with their girl
friends. All seemed great except for the manager of my
division, Mr. Cox. He was a tall broad shouldered good
looking middle age man, who was very strict, demanding and
somewhat overbearing. He considered himself a ladies man.
Since our division was large I could stay out of his way,
do my job and mind my own business. After months on the job
things were great, I had a nice apartment, new car, good
salary, some nice friends and several lady friends. Life
was good.
I was still dressing in private and ordering lingerie on
line, and sometimes I person just for the thrill. I had
acquired a nice wardrobe. To look more feminine I started
to shave my body. At home I would dress, then clean house,
do laundry, play with myself and then jack off. When
dressed I seemed to be getting more submissive and often
thought of serving a dominant women. The thoughts turned
into buying books and magazines about crossdressers and
dominant women. I started checking out similar web sites
and even calling some phone fantasy services where a women
would tell me to dress humiliate me and then tell me to
CUM. I became addicted to sitting there on the telephone
with cum drenched panties. One day as I was hand washing my
panties I noticed that I seemed to be dating less and
dressing and jacking off more.
One day while checking out the web sites and chat rooms I
met a woman, Miss Amy. We talked and chatted a few times. I
explained my "situation" and she said that she would like a
new "sissy slave" to train. My curiosity and my needs got
the better of my and I said YES. She asked for my real
name, address and telephone number, which I foolishly
complied. The telephone rang and Miss Amy laughingly gave
me my first instruction. I was to go out and buy a pink bra
and panty set in my size and to mail the receipt and
picture of me wearing it to her. Also as a token of my
appreciation I had to send to her the cost of the bra and
panty set. If I spent $50 then I had to send her $50.
It was an embarrassing chore; I chose a store in a mall on
the other side of town and was red with embarrassment the
whole time. The saleslady seemed to sense my shame and
giggled the whole time, she even ask if I wanted to try
them on and told me to see her when I came back. She signed
me up for her panty of the month club.
Over the next few weeks I was ordered to buy garterbelts,
stockings, more bras and panties, breast forms, skirts and
blouses. She gave me instructions on where to buy wigs and
makeup. I was a nervous wreck buying each item but somehow
always hard in my panties while making the purchases. I was
also spending a lot of money and sending her a lot of money
too. Picture of me in the wig and makeup were horrible so
she suggested that I attend her beauty school. She lived
about one hour from me; the school would cost $500 a
session. The sessions were for 4 hours every Tuesday and
Thursday for six weeks, about $6000 but I said okay. She
would teach me how to dress, act and behave like a woman
with punishments for poor performance. There would be five
of us in one class... Once more bad judgment but I said
okay.
Nervously I arrived for the first session. All of us were
told to strip and then to introduce ourselves, real names,
addresses, telephone numbers and where we worked. Most of
the sessions started with proper dress, butt plugs, bra,
panties, garterbelt, stockings, heels, makeup and maid's
uniform. We had lessons on makeup, wig styling, clothes
coordination, walking, talking, and maid's work. Maid's
work consisted of cooking, cleaning, laundry and serving.
At the end of each session we would be given a grade with a
punishment based on the grade:
A- 5 swats with a riding crop.
B- 15 swats with a paddle.
C- 25 with a paddle.
D- 30 with a light whip.
F- 50 with a paddle, 10 with a riding crop and 5 with
a riding crop to the balls while wearing a bigger
butt plug, and nipple clamps.
The F also had "her" mouth washed out with soap.
After each session the highest grade was allowed to
masturbate, or as she called it "squirt". She said studs
CUM, men masturbate, but sissy slut squirt. Miss Amy said
that the reason we are sissies is that we do not have all
of our male hormones and therefore do not have man size
penises. To point this out we all had to get hard and then
she measured all of us in front of each other. Not one of
us was longer than 41/2 inches. She laughed at us and to us
to look at other men and we would know why we are sissies.
The B, C, and Ds could also squirt however they had to do
it on a plate and then lick it up.
When I first had to do this I had tears n my eyes with
shame and I didn't know if I could think of myself as a man
ever again. Everyone had to receive a different grade so if
there were ties she had a tiebreaker, the two would have to
squirt each other with the loser squirting first. My first
tie resulted in a spanking as I could not bring my self to
touch another penis. I did however and received Miss Amy's
ridicule and laughter as I squirted another sissy. Why
didn't I just quit, I don't know. There is something
addicted about wearing women's clothes and serving a
dominant woman that I could not break away from. I guess I
was a sissy with a small cock.
At the end of the six weeks I was ready for a break. After
the experience and the expenditures I thought it might be
best if I could go back to my old life for a while. I would
still dress and dream, but still date women. My experience
serving her and being with the other sissies was quite
overwhelming to say the least. I wanted time for myself.
The fantasy was great to live out but the reality of it was
getting too much for me to handle. My work was starting to
suffer and Mr. Cox was taking more interest in my projects.
About two-week later Miss Amy called and said that she had
chosen me for graduate school and that it would start next
week at double the previous price. I told her the truth and
respectfully declined.
She laughed and said, "We'll see."
A few days later I received an e-mail at my work station
from Miss Amy! I quickly opened it and she said to view the
attachment. When I opened it I could feel the blood run
from my face and my stomach weaken. There was a video of me
stripping and dressing as a French maid. It went on to show
me squirting and licking it up and also with my hand around
another maid, squirting her, and then an edit making it
look like I was licking it up. It also had all of the
pictures I had sent her of me trying on the lingerie I had
bought per her instructions. Another message said to call
her at 9:30, I had no choice.
As she answered the telephone she laughed and said I knew
you would call. I said, why? She said because she could and
she like turning small dicked men into sissy faggots. She
said that I am passable, submissive and she liked breaking
weak men, she can orgasm just thinking about it.
I said please don't and she said. "Shut up Bitch, be here
at 6:00 on Saturday in addition to my school you are going
to be my personal maid at a party on Saturday, don't be
late. If you don't show remember that I know your real
name, address, phone number, and where you work. I have
your check and know all of your personal information and
with the tape you just watched I could and will ruin you.
I said yes Miss Amy I will be there. She said my name is
now Anita, I will be her maid on Saturday, and for the
privilege of serving her I will bring $500 on Saturday.
What could I do?
On Saturday I knocked and the door was answered by another
graduate of the sissy school. She looked embarrassed and
afraid and was already dressed as a French maid... She said
hello my name is Lickie come in Anita. She led me to Miss
Amy; she took my payment and told me to go and get ready. I
shaved, showered and Miss Amy came in to give me an enema.
She polished my nails and did my makeup. I put on a bra,
breast forms, butt plug, panties, garterbelt, stockings, 5"
heels and a black French maids uniform with frilly
petticoats, apron, fingerless gloves, a blonde wig, maid's
cap, dog collar, wrist cuffs, and big hoop earrings. Miss
Amy told Lickie to greet the guests while I mingled and
served them drinks and snacks.
The evening was embarrassing as I was felt, prodded and
laughed at. Hoping that no one there knew me although I
don't think anyone would have recognized me. Most of the
guests were Doms with slaves both men and women. At the end
of the party Lickie was told to provide the entertainment
by squirting and licking it up. A raffle was held to see
who would spank her. When everyone left Lickie was crying
like a baby. Miss Amy told her to go clean up and leave us,
I would stay to clean up from the party and that we would
talk.
Mistress pulled off her leather skirt, then her panties and
sat in front of me in her leather bra blouse, garterbelt
stockings and heels. She commanded "EAT!" and I did. I
started licking as she talked. I was hers to do with as she
pleased or she would reveal my secret. I would be on her
beck and call. I could only date people approved by her. I
could have no friends except those that she approved. I
would serve at her parties every Saturday (and pay the
$500). In addition to her school every Monday I would be
her maid and clean her house and do her laundry. Wednesday
I had to pickup her dry cleaning, pay for it, wash her car,
bathe her, massage her, orally service her, and dress her
to take her out to dinner or to dress her for a date with a
real man. Saturdays before the parties I would have to lick
her to orgasm twice, lick her ass hole to calm her down and
then honor her by drinking her golden nectar.
After talking she started moaning, shuddered with orgasm
and kicked me away. She called Lickie and told us to squirt
each other as we started she laughed and said no Dearies
use your mouths! I was devastated as I have never dreamed
of putting another man's penis, even a small sissy one, in
my mouth but I had no choice. She said that whoever cums
first must swallow and then lick the others pussy(ass)hole.
I had no choice and to make matters worse I lost! I wanted
to puke as my tongue started to lick up Lickie's crack, but
I could not stop for fear of being discovered.
I am devastated; my harmless fetish is now a nightmare of
reality. After two months the strain started to affect my
job, Mr. Cox has put me on probation, and the cost has just
about drained my savings. Just when it couldn't get worse I
was at Mss Amy's two Saturdays ago and as I was serving
drinks I came up behind a very distinguished gentleman in a
black vest, black boots, black hat, black thong and black
chaps. As he turned to get a drink from my tray, he looked
into my eyes and a big grin came over his face. My heart
sank as I recognized Mr. Cox. He went and talked to my
Mistress she then came over and told me the Mr. Cox and I
would be providing the evenings entertainment and that I
had better please him and put on a good show or else.
Therefore, here I am on my knees dressed and with a big
cock down my throat.
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