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As I heard the doorbell ring, I felt my heart jump with it my pulse suddenly quickened as I knew it was him. It was John my 'DATE' I still couldn't help but be astonished at those four words, and I knew that was not all, here I was in a blue silk Sari (a traditional Indian dress, a cloth draped over a body with the hips showing over a blouse and petticoat), as Cathy has insisted that I wear as she had thought that it would be easier for me to accept and I would be more comfortable. But after wearing it I don't know if I am more comfortable as the dress forced feminine mannerism on me or that she insisted that I wear it because it reminded me of how feminine I have become. The doorbell rang again and I knew I had to go and open the door; I slowly walked towards the door the cloth restraining my steps to small one. As I came to the door, I looked at the mirror and there was a girl looking back at me and the reality of my situation suddenly hit me that here I was dressed in our traditional cloth waiting to open a door for a man hoping to be accepted by him and couldn't help thinking what he would think about me, I felt my palms sweating as I started to think how I got here. When I first came to Canada everything was simple for me, I knew I had to get my degree and work hard for it. I did not worry much about funds as it was mostly paid by the University and the rest I could arrange from home. Also I was excited of course to get a chance to meet Mistress Cathy for the first time in person, our relationship over the year have developed somewhat over the internet, she has helped me explore and enjoy the submissive side of me, and I was grateful to her for that. So I was quite eager to meet her in person and maybe just maybe get a chance to experience some of the things that we played over the net in real life. The first time I met her, I knew I was in love she was not a goddess but something in her gave out an aura of confidence and power which completely intoxicated me. As we started a relationship she easily took on the dominating role and when she wanted I was there for her. It was never asked if I could make it but was more like come here at this time. Was never told for how long I was supposed to stay, when she got tired of playing she would just get up and leave. And so naturally my studies started to suffer, and after missing out on finals I was dropped from the scholarship of the University. But strangely it did not matter; I started loosing also contact with my family back home, but nothing really mattered much anymore I had my Mistress. But real life cannot be put of forever, as my funds started to dry out and being kicked out of the University a matter of time. And if I got kicked out of the University I knew I could not stay back in Canada, and be with my Mistress and that seemed like an option to me which was unbearable. So I knew I had no choice but to ask Mistress on what to do, as I had trouble making or taking any decision myself anymore. So gathering courage one day as I was by my Mistress's feet painting her nails I told her about my predicament. She listened intently, I don't know if she felt sorry or what but she just said 'Don't worry pet I will think of something' and that was enough for me. As if a burden was lifted from my shoulders and I concentrated back on the task at hand. Later that day as I was making dinner for us two, she called for me and I quickly hurried back to the bedroom and there she was holding a dress 'Pet after you are finished with dinner I want you to put this on' I did not know what to say, even though I had some fetish about dressing in feminine attires but mostly limited to female underwear and maybe some negligee but they were just fantasies and as Mistress did not show any interest in it, I had never also pursued that fetish as well. Now here she was handing me a dress, but as usual I did not say anything but just nodded and she gave a knowing smile. As I finished cooking dinner that night I felt excitement, thinking on how I would feel even feeling my cock straining against my boxers. I quickly finished that night and had my shower, I was already hairless as Mistress liked me that way. After my shower and drying of I started to inspect the dress,it was a normal sundress with red polka dots on light pink. After putting it on I looked at the mirror and knew that I was missing something and as my eyes wandered off to Mistress's makeup box I knew then what it was. I started to apply makeup as over the last year I have become quite knowledgeable in this, especially after watching Mistress and also helping her from time to time. As I finished applying the makeup, I looked into the mirror again and the transformation just hit me. I did not look bad and as I was small as most Indians are and slim(Mistress always insisted I keep in shape), with makeup I did not look so bad after all. I was certainly passable, if I had a bit more longer hair. As I opened the bathroom door, I thought if I had gone a bit overboard and what she would think as she had not told me to wear makeup. As I slowly stepped into the bedroom, I heard her exclaim 'OH MY!!!! COME COME LET ME SEE YOU' I slowly walked towards her blushing red, she looked me over 'you certainly have picked up how to put on make up, you look really hot and guys with special interest will certainly eat you up' then I was instructed to turn around and she suggested that from now I should let my hair grow. I just nodded and then we sat down for a quite dinner, after which she told me that tonight to come to her bed in a baby doll nightie which she use to wear sometime. That night when she took me with her dildo there was like something different, maybe it was just in my mind but I felt more power from her that night and her thrusts shaked every inch inside me, and then afterwards when we cuddled she started to lay out what she had planned for me. She told me that she could not support me, which I knew was true and also did not expect that from her, but also that she could never leave her husband. And so came the name of her friend John Slater, who had a unique taste of feminized men and he was close to mistress. She suggested if I can catch his fancy maybe with liberal laws in Canada about same sex marriage and common law partner he could keep me. My mind reeled at the thought, I have never thought about same- sex relationship and growing up in the culture I grew up it was frowned upon. I told Mistress this and she just laughed 'honey he would take you as a woman and that thing between your legs are not of much use is it' and then she told me that what I would do if I go back home, and I knew she was right back home without a degree I would have nothing to show for, and there was the extended family to deal with especially my elder brother's wife who was always on my case. But still it was hard for me to bear, with a man I thought to myself. Then mistress interjected 'you were moaning quite a lot when I was doing you with the vibrator pet and believe me a real one feels much better.' But that was not quite convincing for me, as it still was something I did not know how to consider. It was something to be with a woman and act out the idea of being taken by her, but it was quite something different to think of oneself as the plaything for a man. And I think she also understood, 'Look pet you do not have to take a decision now, I will give you his number so that you can talk to him and go from there' I thought she was right there is no harm in talking and I guess lying there in my disheveled nightie my dark side was intrigued as well. Next morning before Mistress left she handed me a piece of paper, this is his number as I took the number she could see the trepidation in my face, 'its just a number pet, it won't bite.' I slowly took the number and I felt my heart race just a bit faster. As she was about to go out,she looked at me and said 'you looked really cute in that dress last night, he would be a lucky guy' and with those words she just winked and I felt my cheeks blushing beet red. 'Oh I almost forgot, remember to give yourself a female name, I think he would like it' with those words she was out of the apartment and I was alone to contemplate my situation. I knew very well, that my situation was quite dire, but what Mistress is suggesting, for my upbringing was also quite extreme. My eyes drifted from the stack of unpaid bills on my table to the dress I wore last night that was now neatly folded by the couch. I thought how it simplified the situation facing me. I again looked at the number on the paper, it looked like a cell number. It hit me how I have not become repulsed to the idea, and dismissed it as soon as Mistress suggested it. Also how I have not thrown away the number, I thought that how much I have changed over the past year. It was now not completely unthinkable for me, probably deep down inside I was a sissy and needed someone strong to take care of me. Maybe being beside a man was the only choice left for me, then realizing over the year rather than trying to look for work I was more busy keeping my apartment tidy so that Mistress finds it perfect. As I looked around my apartment, I realized that it did not look like a young bachelor pad it was much too well kept. And what was I thinking when I put those pictures of well-muscled men running the track, trying to think what was about the picture that caught my fancy. And then more importantly why did I never change the color of the apartment walls from light pink to something masculine. More I looked around the place I found signs of my change over the year. Maybe Mistress Cathy has intentionally or unintentionally opened something inside me, and she saw the changes that is why she so easily suggested my way out. Then I thought about my mother back home, I knew if I took this choice I could never see them again or go back home it would be too humiliating for them. But was going back without anything to show for an option, also what would I do there, I have already spent a good deal of money here so I had no savings and without a degree I had no hope for a job back home it being so competitive there. And I knew I could not stay with my student visa indefinitely, but yes I could try and stay illegally but do what? Work with below average pay, these are the thoughts that ran through my mind as I passed the day looking from time to time to the telephone but never getting up the courage to make the call. Later that night as I was ready to go to bed, I heard the phone ring and it was Mistress on the other side 'hello pet' 'Hi' I replied 'you did not make the call did you' I was silent 'I knew you wouldn't so I gave your number to him and so I was calling to warn you, that he would be calling soon' I was dumbfounded he would be calling feeling my pulse quickening 'I willcall you later to know all the details, but should hang up now as he must be trying already' with that she hung up and I with heart racing put the phone down. And as promised by Mistress as soon as I put the receiver down it started ringing even after expecting it I almost jumped. Slowly gathering with trembling hands I picked up the receiver 'hello little one' A polished booming voice making me feel meek and my cheeks blushing red, he called me little one my mind screamed with rebellion but the words from my mouth was 'hello' 'So what should I call you' I blurted out not even thinking straight 'Salma' why did I choose that name I thought to myself 'Very cute name, I like it and you have a nice voice but we should work on it more right' and like my lips had a mind of their own 'yes' then he just started introducing himself making small talk I learned that he was divorced and have three kids with his first wife. As we talked I started to feel more and more comfortable, learning about him how he had made quite a few with smart investments and what he was looking for now. As I heard him tell me what he was looking for I realized he was looking for someone who would be at his beck and call in other words a docile timid housewife to look after his children and him, especially as we was looking forward to retire in five to six years someone to give him company. I guess the submissive inside me was taking control, as I found myself more and more drawn towards him. Slowly I myself started opening up, as he had control over the conversation, telling him what I did and also telling him about my problems. Also as we talked more and more, I felt as if my voice becoming more softer and feeling his voice becoming more stronger, how could that be maybe it is all in my head, and I was also stupidly laughing at his jokes I was actually opening up to this man, my mind was screaming oh gawd stop. Then when he was hanging up he told me that a messenger would tomorrow deliver a envelope to me, and that I should read the note very carefully and his words was 'I expect you follow my instructions to the letter' and my meek response was 'yes sir' I thought to myself what was this man doing to me. And then he hung up bidding goodnight and telling me that to sleep without a worry in my pretty head. After hanging up, I did feel relieve somewhat relieved not knowing why I should feel that. But I did drift to sleep soon after, that night my dream was about a marriage and I knew it was mine and I saw my parents but they were crying. Why are they crying in their son's marriage? I woke up early next morning not knowing and also not spending much time analyzing it. Next morning as promised there was the messenger with the envelope, after he left I opened it quickly. There was a note and attached with a cheque. Oh my I thought to myself as I was holding a cheque I couldn't believe my eyes three thousand dollar was printed on it. I started reading the note: Dear Salma: I really enjoyed talking with you last night. And as Cathy had assured me, I think you are the person that I have been looking for. I won'tsay that it will be easy for you, it will be quite a adjustment, but Cathy has promised me that she will do her best to help you. Also I understand you have to make sacrifices, but in return if I see you are turning out like I want you to turn out it will all be worthwhile. God has been kind to me over the years so I have been quite lucky with money, so I know if you come to live with me you will not have to think anymore about financial security. But for now here are the things I want you to do, Cathy had told me that you do wear feminine clothes sometime, from now on I expect you to wear them when you are in your apartment and maybe very soon you would be able to also go out wearing female clothing. In short from now on you start living as salma and your concentration should be fixed solely to that purpose. And I expect you to give your best to turn out to be a woman that I can be proud of. Love John I felt myself blushing holding the cheque in hand, I knew two thousand dollars was enough to keep me afloat for the time being. I would be able to pay off my debts and keep my landlord of my back. I also understood that the rest would be spent on things to fill my wardrobe with clothes and who knows what he expects. I also knew Mistress would very well know what to do. So I knew I had to wait for Mistress, and I thought that how easily I am moving from one person's control to another. Maybe I am accepting this just too easily. As I expected Mistress came by that day, as soon as I opened the door she looked at me I was wearing my jeans and T-shirt. She yelled at me 'What is this you are wearing? Didn't he tell you that what you are to wear from now on' I was dumbfounded, didn't know what to say she took my hand and took me to the bedroom. I was told to strip as I stood infront of her, she said you need to loose more weight I will be enrolling you to aerobics today. She then handed me a pair of panties and bra which I slowly put on, then I was handed the dress that I wore last night and I slowly slipped it over my head. I was now dressing infront of Mistress, feeling ashamed of doing this, knowing she was getting me prepared for a man. As I finished dressing she said 'That's more like it, now I won't mention this incident to john that will be a secret between us girls' she was referring to me as girls a part of the group, I did not know what to think, things were happening quite fast. I then noticed the bag in her hand, she took out a wig from it and handed it over go on put it on. I slowly put on the wig 'OH MY' she exclaimed and as I looked into the mirror I knew why, someone had to look quite closely to notice that I was not a girl. But otherwise I looked very much like an young girl. 'I think you can go out dressed as well, it is earlier than I thought' I was a bit overwhelmed about going out dressed, she observed my hesitation 'Don't worry pet I will be there beside you, and atleast you have the wig, could have had you go out without it and look like a freak' I knew there was no point in arguing I would have to do as she said. Later after she applied some makeup on me, we sat down to talk. And she laid out what she called the action plan, I was going to have to spend from now two hours in aerobics class, even though I cooked quite well but she thought I should also enroll in cooking classes as I did not have much of an experience in cooking western food. Then there was the courses on knitting and sewing, on how to dress apply makeup where I had to spend four hours everyday. And then she told me that I had to wear a corset from now on continuously and also keep myself hygienic, and then came the hormone therapy. John had already enlisted a doctor, who was under his direct payroll and he would administer the therapy on me. She noted the confusion on my face 'Look salma, I know all this must be too much to take, but you should count yourself lucky, you have a way out and soon you will realize this is what you really want' she then took my hands 'I am with you and we will take this journey together, and you will be a credit to him, believe me boys like you are not meant to work five to eight jobs, you would not be able to handle it, its better this way I know you more than you know yourself and one day you will thank me' but her last words is what sealed me 'Have I ever let you down' and I know she was right she did never let me down. So thus began my journey into being Salma and getting myself prepared for what I started accepting now as my destiny. That day we went out and the first thing she did was get my ears pierced it did hurt a lot, then we went shopping first for the essentials which was a breast forms and corset. Then I bought myself three pair of heels, wondering how I would ever walk on them. Then we went and picked for me some clothes and I started to enjoy it despite myself, I was actually enjoying trying on new dresses and also when Mistress suggested this is what John would like and that dress was bought. Then came the nightwear as Mistress said that those are important as she winked at me, I just blushed thinking all this was to get me ready for a man. Then before coming back home she enlisted me in all the courses that we talked about, also I was given a bunch of books by her on good housekeeping, keeping your man happy, how to find fulfillment in home and a bunch of others. But the most difficult and humiliating was the doctor visit, he asked all sort of awkward questions about my sex life but worst was getting on his examining table and then him probing my buttocks I was so red Mistress later told me that she thought I would explode in shame. Later on after taking blood sample and urine test he let me go giving the date of my next appointment. When I later got home I was so exhausted that I immediately headed for bed after a quick shower and then put on one of the nightgown that I wore, a white silk gown which was about knee length with straps around my shoulders. I wore a pair of panties underneath realizing that I was getting turned on. As I was about to go to bed the phone rang, and I knew it was him. I picked up the receiver and the voice that I heard last night boomed out again. And this time around I felt a bit more comfortable with him slowly describing the days events and actually feeling good when he gave his approval. Then I asked how his day went and we progressed into small talk, slowly learning more about him and him about me and when he was bidding goodnight I looked into the watch later on I realized that I had already talked two hours with him and I haven't even felt it. And was I sorry to hang up the phone, what was happening to me. And just before hanging up all of a sudden he asked me what I was wearing I was silent for a while then slowly described what I was wearing, realizing that I was telling a man that I was wearing a nightgown bought with his money, but strangely not getting repulsed I felt my cock hardening inside its satin enclosure. I quickly hung up the phone as I thought about the day and drifted of to sleep in my nightgown. I had the same dream like last night but this time I saw the bride and it was me in a beautiful red traditional wedding sari sitting shyly beside another man whose face I couldn't see and understanding my parents crying as it is traditional for them when they give out their daughter. As I like to call it now, my new life began it was quite exhausting at first doing the aerobics classes then rushing off to my classes on housework and then there was the doctors appointments. But according to Cathy (now she insisted I call her that and not Mistress anymore) all my hard work was paying off. Yes I did start to loose weight and after two months the hormone effects were starting to show and now I started growing into a female body feeling myself becoming softer and needed to shave less and less. Also the hormones were affecting me emotionally; I would cry now for apparently no reason then laugh again for very small reasons. But also I found myself not being able to get that hard anymore, according to the doctor it was because of the hormones. But now I did not worry that much about it as I was drawn more and more into John's influence. Now I actually looked forward to his calls and now I also find myself worrying about him, inquiring what he is eating and complaining he is working too hard. Once when he left for a business trip abroad I found myself actually getting angry at him for not calling me as soon as he landed and waiting up almost whole night for his call. I was also getting more and more involved with the lives of his children learning a lot about them and yes I was always kissed goodnight by him and yes it did feel nice. Also my relationship with Cathy has changed now; we have become more like two sisters then like two lovers. My apartment has also changed, now I had pink satin bed covers also now my apartment was more organized and the stack of magazines were Cosmo, good housekeeping and the like. If my apartment had feminine touch before now it was definitely an apartment of a young woman. Even though Cathy commended me on my changes I still knew that the approval stays with John and that is what I started to crave for. But besides physical change I think what shifted inside me and probably sealed my fate, was that I was getting too comfortable in my new life. I had no more worries about money anymore, there was always the card that John gave me with a limit over ten thousand dollar and there was no more worrying about bills and stuff. I was now more comfortable than my liking to the fact that I was now completely bankrolled by a Man. And not only in my transformation, I even could now send some money back home to my Mother I of course asked his permission first and as I thought he didn't object but he insisted that I send them more than I intended to. My mother was glad that I did send her money and in a email she complained why I did not call anymore, and what Job was I doing that I could send her so much money. I thought to myself if only she knew, I told her not to worry and that I will try to send money from now and again, also in her email she said that it was getting also hard for her to live with my older brother's wife (as in tradition parents live with their elder son in an extended family). I felt sorry for her, and wished I could do something, but I knew I could do nothing but just hoped that I could send her more money if John allowed so she could be less dependent on them. As the months slowly passed I knew it was getting close to my first face to face meet with John, and Cathy now tells me that I am ready. The night John told me that he wants to see me; I could feel my heart racing fast what should I wear what should I cook are the thoughts that started racing through my mind. As the day came closer and closer I found myself getting more edgy trying on dress after dress, almost stopping to eat thinking I should loose more weight. When I still could not make up my mind on what to wear, Cathy suggested the sari. I had bought a sari earlier and she thought that it was the most feminine dress she ever saw and also thought I looked ravishing in it. So it was settled that I wear a sari for that night. When the day arrived, last night John told me that he could not wait to see me and even though he would like to take me out for dinner I suggested that we have dinner at my house so he could sample my cooking and he readily agreed. That morning I rose early cancelled all my classes. I spent half the day cooking then quickly going to the parlor to fix my hair, yes now I had shoulder length hair and also had my whole body waxed. After coming back home I settled into a long bath I dipped myself into a scented bath and when I got up smelling of light rose to my satisfaction. Then I heard the bell ring, realizing it was Cathy. I quickly went to open the door with a towel draped over me. As I opened the door I quickly complained 'Where were you I needed you so much today' she said was sorry but one of her children had a recital which she needed to go to. As I dryed myself and came out I saw her inspecting what I was going to wear. She gave her nod at the Sari it was a blue transparent sari with black flower embroidered into it but she did not like the underwear I picked. 'What is this Salma?' she exclaimed, and quickly picked out a pair of silk thong white with matching lacy white bra. 'Pet you have to be sexy underneath to feel sexy outside' I nodded she was right. Then she sat me down on the bed and said that she had a gift for me to wear tonight, as I looked eagerly she bought out one long pink silk ribbon and another smaller one. I looked at her surprised not knowing what they were for. Cathy gave a mischievous grin 'Lets go the bathroom and you will understand what it is for.' Once in the bathroom, she told me to take off my towel, I did not understand why but did as I was told. Once naked she started to inspect my cock 'Its smaller now then I remember, do you get hard anymore?' I slowly explained what the doctor said, She gave me a hug probably feeling sorry and understanding also what sacrifices I was making. The she put her hand there and slowly started to stroke, and to my shame I found that I was not responding to her touch, I could feel tears welling up in my eyes 'Don't get upset pet, it is better this way now your duty is to fulfill the desire of John and not yours' with those words she held my small cock and balls in one hand and started to put the long pink ribbon on it, encasing it in pink she then told me to hold the end of the ribbon, I started to understand what all this was for, to make him realize my surrender to feminity for him and also how far this night would go to. As these thoughts crossed my mind, she finished tying the small pink ribbon in a bow. Now I could see clearly the studded inscription over the pink ribbon it read 'JS' the meaning of the abbreviation was not rocket science John's Salma. It was actually quite appropriate as this final touch of enclosing my cock in pink would be a sign to him of my ultimate surrender and also a reminder to me as well of my current state. She gave me a hug and then told me 'Remember he is the one that can put all your miseries behind and give you a comfortable life, also if you can make him happy I know he has enough to help support your family back home also' I slowly nodded she then added that I should not loose focus on what my role should be tonight. I knew she was right. After putting on my breast form into the bra, and my thongs, I followed her to the dressing table. Then she quickly sat me down infront of the dressing table and started to put makeup on me, she joked about how all this makeup would be smeared tonight, that john would find it hard to be a gentleman tonight, she told me that she felt like a mother tonight sending of her teenage daughter into her first big date. And she was probably right as I did feel like a teenager and salma was going on her first date. Then after my makeup and putting on the dress, I looked into the mirror. And staring back was a young Indian woman with big black eyes, shoulder length hair draped in a stunning sari with her eyes downcast, I did look traditional and even if I say it myself quite gorgeous. Cathy turned me around and gave me a hug, 'You look gorgeous, and I never thought that you would turn out to be so beautiful'I hugged her back and said 'Couldn't have done it without you.' Then she took me back to my wardrobe and started looking, 'SO what have you picked to wear for later' I looked at her dumbfounded 'Later?' she laughed out loudly 'Silly girl, the way you are looking tonight do you think you can just fill his stomach with food' I blushed as it dawned on me what she was talking about. She picked out a white lacy teddy with straps over my shoulders, she then picked out pair of white silk thongs 'I think this should be perfect, keep it in the bathroom' I slowly took it from her hand as it dawned on me what this day is all about. After putting it on the bathroom I came back to find Cathy sitting in the couch of the living room she patted the place beside her. I slowly sat down 'Tonight you should remember that you are a woman, and your old life is behind you. What you have worked for so hard is coming true' I nodded quietly 'Also I have kept some essentials by the nightstand, you need to use them and remember its going to hurt at first but remember to tell him how much you have enjoyed it, men like that' I blushed saying nothing but just nodding. 'Now its time for me to live and don't worry you are one sexy woman and he will fall in love with you as soon as he lays his eyes on you.' She left giving me a hug and kissing me in the cheek but carefully as to not to smear my makeup and I was actually glad for that. Now as I stand in front of the door waiting to open it, I remember Cathy's words of confidence I think to myself. I open the door and there in front of me is a man in his mid forties with a bit of grey hair not making him look old but distinguished. Wearing a stripe shirt with black pants holding a bunch of flower (for me I thought, a guy brining flower for me and I am pleased that he did). He was quite a big man making me feel quite small in front of him, as we did contact I could see his blue eyes drinking me in feeling aroused and proud of the lust in his eyes. 'You are more beautiful in person than I imagined, these are for you' I quickly looked down blushing and just muttering in my most feminine voice 'thank you please do come in' As he stepped into my apartment he started complementing me on my dress and how great I looked and also I really loved it when he complemented my place. Then when he sat down I quickly excused myself to get him a beer, fixed myself a diet soda (had to watch out for my weight) I was so nervous I almost spilled the beer, I realized I was a nervous wreck. As I came back to the living room where he was sitting I took some deep breath and looked into the mirror and thought to myself 'Salma you are a beautiful woman and he is going to love you' as I handed him the beer my fingers brushed his fingers sending electric shock through me. He could see the uneasiness in me, as I again wanted to excuse myself to check on the food and set the table, he took my hand suddenly 'Shhh just sit down and relax, food can always wait' I smiled shyly and slowly sat down beside me. Without knowing I had actually sat on the other end, he smiled knowingly and said 'Come closer I won't bite' I smiled nervously and slid close to him feeling my heart racing. I was looking down on the carpet now knowing what to say, we have talked so much on the phone and I have become so accoustomed to him but now I had nothing to say. His hands cupped my face and turned it towards him, 'you are the most beautiful thing I ever laid eyes on' I blushed but feeling proud like I never did. 'thanks' I said quietly. He bought his lips close to mine I knew what was coming next, and I stiffened up my mind went blank I am going to be kissed by a man, my first kiss I thought and then before I could react I could feel his lips on mine I was being kissed and I was yielding to that kiss and I completely stiffed up but despite that I found myself growing aroused. Then as quickly as it came he broke the kiss 'I am sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable but I could not help myself, have been waiting for this for so long.' I was still at shock from the kiss not knowing what I should say, there was lot of thoughts going through my mind, repulsion as well as exhilaration I couldn't deny the fact that I was turned on by it and so I quietly said the truth 'Its okay, It was just a bit too sudden for me' he smiled and patted me on my thigh. There was a bit of uncomfortable silence between us, so I excused myself to go to the kitchen, he volunteered to help but I knew better so I just said it was okay I could handle it. As I went to the kitchen I was flushed my heart racing, I expected the kiss but still it was still mind boggling for me and I did not know what to expect next, but understood what he expected. I knew that I could not pretend anymore, for this night I have prepared myself for the last few months. And why or how could I deny that man he has paid for everything and he deserves to get what he paid for, what was I trying to be an innocent little girl when I have knowingly taken money from this man to turn into a woman. He never held the gun to my face, I did all this voluntarily. And now it was no use pretending to be the innocent little school girl. I have been bought by him, and all this comfort was paid by him so deep down I knew he deserved better after all that he did for me the past few months. And I have also changed inside out, all I had to do was look in the mirror and see myself in the sari all perfectly made up to entertain a man. So after setting up the table and gathering myself I went back to the living room with a smile, trying to accept what I had become but with a bit of fear also. As I sat down beside him now willingly by his side feeling him brushing against my sari, as I said 'Would you like to eat now' he said later and then to break the ice that was created he started asking about my mother wether I could send her the money and how she was doing, I was relieved that the topic was changed thanking him for the money, and also telling him about my mother's situation, he seemed to listen carefully which I liked then telling me not to worry which I really liked and felt security in those words. Then conversation drifted off to his family and his children, what his youngest son was doing and what trouble the eldest one had gotten into. As we talked and talked I felt myself loosening up and also feeling myself sinking more into the couch and him leaning towards me, but it did not bother me anymore, I could feel his hands on my thighs but that was slowly seeming more and more normal. At one point as I was describing my latest shopping spree, I noticed him looking at me and as our gaze met, I heard him say 'You are really turning out to be everything I had dreamed about' and those words just melted me inside, isn't that what I was waiting to hear his approval, I started feeling weak as I saw his lips closing in on me and this time I met him half way. As I felt his lips on me, I opened up slowly yielding to his kiss now feeling his arms around me holding me in his embrace making me feel secure and safe as I felt his tounge and me opening up my lips to let him in, his hands was now moving over my body. His hands started something in me, like a fire that started burning inside me, I felt myself sinking into the couch and him on top of me, there were conflicting emotions running through me, I couldn't deny the fact that in some level my body was responding to his touch, it did feel good as his hands rubbed my body over the sari, the feeling of the silk over my body was undeniably turning me on and in the same time reminding me of the feminine state that I was in. Then again there was the emotion of denial, of not wanting to accept which my body was accepting ever too easily. I started to feel his kiss on my cheeks on my neck, my eyes were closed feeling his kiss. Feeling myself drifting more into the state of arousal from which I knew there was no turning back, it was different then anything I felt before I started to feel being possessed and loosing myself into the bliss that this man was creating throughout my body. I started to feel his hands now trying to remove my sari, I knew now things were out of my hands I could not stop him anymore, as I meet his gaze I could see the lust in his eyes and knew that I could not deny him so defeated I meekly whispered 'Not here in the bedroom', I saw him smile as he picked me up with ease into his arms my arms going around his neck holding on to him as I looked into his eyes, he smiled at me probably because seeing the look of awe and fear mixed together. As that is what I was feeling exactly, being carried so easily by him to my bedroom and there was fear as I knew I had no control over myself anymore, with every passing moment I was becoming his. He laid me down on the edge of the bed, and for the first time I saw his manhood now straining against his pants. I was mesmerized by it, I just could not move my gaze away from it, and I cannot deny that I felt a bit proud that I caused it. I think John understood, as he took my hands and slowly moved it over to his manhood, and like in a daze I started to stroke it slowly moving my hands over it. 'Would you like to see it' his words broke my daze, and I felt so ashamed of what I was doing, feeling myself blushing and hoping that the earth would separate and take me in, I quickly moved my eyes away ashamed. I heard him unbuckling his pants, he was undressing himself I felt panicky not knowing what to do. I had thoughts like running away from here, or telling him no but I couldn't do any of those. I knew he has removed his pants and I could feel the weight on the bed he was getting up on it, my heart was now pounding fast I thought that I could even hear it pounding. I felt his hands on my shoulders turning me, I remembered what Cathy had said enjoy it tonight; don't spoil this night you have worked very hard for it. I knew she was right, I have looked forward to his acceptance and he had accepted me. Turning around slowly I saw it for the first time, it was like the one eyed monster, it was so huge I thought to myself that he could kill me with it. Now I felt his hands on my shoulder, 'Come closer Salma, Cathy told me you are quite an expert with your mouth' I couldn't believe it, Cathy shared that with him, she used to have me give pretend blowjobs on her dildo, I thought to myself what else she shared with him. I felt now his hands on my head, his intent clear to me and I didn't know what I should do, wasn't it normal for a guy to want this from his woman, but then again was a I a woman or a guy in drag. Shouldn't I be repulsed by it, or is it normal because I am just a sissy faggot, as this thoughts crossed my mind my lips were now just inches away from his cock and I could smell him there, the undeniable masculine odor hit my nostrils and farther intoxicating me. 'Go ahead kiss it' were his words. The battle within me raged on, of repulsion and intoxication but as I felt his pressure on my head I knew I could not resist, I was the one in the dress and prepared myself for him the whole day, I could see the precum on his cockhead, I knew that I was trapped now like this sari had trapped me, I slowly flicked my tounge over his cockhead tasting the salty liquid,my hand moved to his cock holding it on its base, it was so huge my fingers barely went around it. I slowly started to stroke it as I kissed on the head, 'OOHHHH, take it in your mouth baby' my lips slowly parted as I felt the cock slowly entering my lips my eyes closed I opened my mouth as much I could, but still I had problem fitting it in I was only able to take half of him in and it seemed that the cock was chocking me, but his hands were now firmly on my head pressuring it urging me to take more of him in, I was now thankful of my training by Cathy before on the dildo, as the training took over now as I relaxed and now started to move my head up and down his shaft. I could hear the sounds of my slurping, it sounded obscene to my ears but again now turning on something in me. Here I was in my bed with a man in my sari, with his cock in my mouth and my concentration dedicated to the service of that cock. These emotions were now turning me on, as I could feel my own small clitty (Cathy had told me to refer to it as clitty from now on as she thought it would help me mentally) was now hard inside its silk prison. I was now completely engulfed at the task at hand, my head bobbing up and down my slurping sounds and his moans just exciting me farther as I slowly cupped his balls with my free hands slowly massaging it, his loud moans telling me that he was liking it. 'Ohhh salma you are unbelievable, you little minx' I could now feel his pubic hair on my nostrils, his thick scent now was undenaiable, reinforcing the roles that we were in. 'Ohhh faster salma faster, I want to cum in your mouth' I was now in a state of worship and arousal my whole focus was now to make MY man cum, he was now my god and I was his possession, my pace quickened my head bobbing faster and faster over his cock. I knew he was close, I could feel it getting bigger in me, his hands now clenching on my hair and then 'OHHHHHHH' I heard that guttural primal moan followed by the warm liquid hitting the back of my mouth, I was now trying to swallow as fast as I could but there was so much and once he released his grip on me I slowly moved my head his cock now popping out of my lips, I could fill him now his seed in my mouth the taste of him in me and there were some dripping from my chin, and falling down 'oh my dress' I pouted some drops had fallen on my beautiful sari. He just smiled 'Don't worry after this I will buy you fifty more of these' I thought to myself if men just think that everything can be fixed just like that. He then grabbed me by my hand towards him I fell like a heap on his chest, feeling so small there. But as his arms were around me I felt a sense of security, he would protect me and as long as I was with him I had nothing to worry about. I realized how comfortable I was feeling in his arms, and the night I knew had just begun. 'Wouldn't you like to eat something' I said, as my hands slowly moved over his chest,I knew he would like it. 'Maybe when we are finished' I knew what he meant and now I was strangely excited at the thought of loosing my virginity to this man. Realizing with every passing moment he was breaking me in. 'I could go and change into something else if you want' I was getting more and more eager to please him. 'No this is fine hon, I think this is more appropriate' I knew what he meant, this is the same type of dress that an Indian girl would loose her virginity in. I was turned on to that thought, thinking about my mother on her wedding night, probably in the same position I was in now in the arms of her husband. I just hoped that she would see it the way I was starting to see myself, my place beside a man. My hands slowly now drifted down over his body and his hands on my back, I could see that he was getting turned on again with corner of my eye I saw his cock hardening again. The time was at hand, and he now lifted my chin to face him, yes I wanted to be kissed by this man, but then I remembered what I had just swallowed what I could still taste in my mouth and knew it won't be right. So I moved my lips away, I saw the look of surprise in his face so I shyly asked his permission to be excused. He understood and smiling gave his nod, the smile was probably because he was seeing the changes in me, which I was feeling with every passing moment. I slowly got off the bed, as I was getting up he could see I was looking at his now quite erect cock, 'Don't keep it waiting for too long honey' I smiled shyly and got quickly off the bed and scurried of to bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I knew that my makeup needed some touchup. I knew couldn't keep him waiting for long, so I quickly washed my mouth and then slowly touching up my makeup, once finished I looked again into the mirror, to my dismay found that my sari was wrinkled already. As I straightened my sari a bit fixing it again, I started thinking of what awaited me, thinking about his hard cock feeling fear and also a sense of pride of being able to elicit such a response from him. I thought of my family back home, what they would think of me if they saw me now, if they knew how I have spent the last few months and especially today how I have prepared myself to be accepted by a man. What they would think of me now doing all this and also what high opinion could I hold of myself, here I had just finished pleasuring a man with my mouth and would soon go back to the bed, where not much imagination was left of what awaited me. I couldn't help but think, if I was just selling myself of to the highest bidder, then I heard him call out interrupting my train of thought 'SALMA where are you' I knew he was not a person who liked to be kept waiting for long. So I quickly had a last glance in the mirror and headed to the bedroom. As I entered the room I found him now lounging in the bed laying there naked, his cock was now semi hard 'look without you he is now almost going to sleep' he said to me, I couldn't help but smile also not wanting to show how scared I was to get into that bed with him. But I knew I had no choice so I slowly made my way towards the bed. 'No wait, I want to see you first' I was dumbfounded locked in my place. 'take of what you are wearing' and I stupidly replied 'Can I then turn off the lights' and hearing that he burst laughing 'Oh my dear salma if you turn of the lights then I cannot see you.' I knew I had to but I was scared, in the feminine dress I was somewhat secure but without those I was afraid that he would see me for what I was, I think he saw the look of confusion in my face 'Come on salma' and this time I detected a trail of sterness in his voice and so I started to take off my sari slowly infront of him, even though I could not make myself to look up at him but I felt his gaze on me, I felt as I took of my sari and it slid slowly into the ground. I was left there standing in my blouse and petticoat, I was blushing red hoping that he had seen enough and would end my humiliation but all I heard was 'Go on girl we don't have all day' I slowly unbuttoned my blouse letting it fall onto the floor then I knew I moved towards my bra straps but he indicated that he wanted them on. Then I slowly turned around and started to take my petticoat off, letting it fall in a heap around my ankles. I was now just in my thong and bra, even though in the state of humiliation and with the effect of the hormones I still found that my clitty was getting hard again. I just stood there not knowing what to do, and I guess John could also sense it as I could hear him getting up from the bed. I felt my heart beating fast as I could now feel him just standing behind me. His hands now was on my slowly stroking, I felt his breath on my neck as his lips started kissing me there and whispering 'you are turning out to be worth every penny I spent' his words should have humiliated me as it reminded me that I was practically bought by him, but strangely I was getting turned on by that thought, and his possessive hands on my waist drew me closer to him, making his manhood now brushing against my back. As it touched me there at my back I felt as a current passing through me. I could feel that he was completely hard again, and his hands now moved over to my breasts caressing them over my bra, my body was now completely pressed against his, and I couldn't help but moan out as his hands moved over my body and his lips were now getting stronger, and his kisses were turning to small bites, now I was completely overwhelmed by it all waves of pleasure that was running through me was making my surrender complete. And I could feel his intensity his hot and quick breaths on my neck telling me that he was also enjoying every moment of this. Now I could feel myself being taken to the bed, and I knew he could not also wait any longer anymore, he needed to claim me now. I was practically now thrown to the bed once at its side, as I lay there I saw the monster which I knew was going to be from now my instrument of torture and pleasure. It looked so menacing, and the thought that earlier crossed my mind that it could kill me didn't seem that unlikely anymore, and the look in his face also told me that he was not planning on being that gentle either, as I could see the look of uncontrollable lust there. He got on the bed and as he started to move close to me I felt like a chicken trapped by a fox. He was now just over me taking hold of my hands and putting it over my head virtually pinning me to the bed as his lips came down on me giving me a forceful kiss on my lips. His thigh is between my legs and I could feel it brushing over my clitty sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I was moaning now as I could feel his kisses on my cheeks on my neck, his bites on my chest exciting me farther. He was turning me around now, I knew what he had in mind. As I turned around with my face down, he let me go I could sense that he was positioning himself between my legs, I took a pillow and put it underneath my stomach (another pointer that I learned from Cathy) I felt his hands on my buttocks now caressing it, his fingers now probing the side of my buttock making me shiver at his touch. I felt him removing the thong aside to prepare for his intrusion, I held on to my bedsheet trying to prepare myself for his assault. I whispered out to him 'Please be gentle John' Trying to think how I looked like now, face down on the bed with my boypussy completely exposed and vulnerable to him. I felt his cock now rubbing against my pussy(yes I was thinking of it as my pussy now), making me moan as his fingers slowly entered me trying to prepare me for what was to come next. I heard him say 'You are very tight down there relax hon' with those words I could feel him pushing into me 'OOOOOOO' my lips made an o as I felt the unbearable pain down there, as I felt him trying to force himself in. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, as now I just felt pain. And John also realized he was not getting anywhere and he was getting impatient then I remembered what Cathy said before she left, about essentials she left in the drawer. I understood now what she meant by essentials now so I said to him 'John in my drawer, there is lube there.' He gave up his effort and got the lube out of the drawer after sometime I could feel the sticky liquid on my pussy as well. Once finished lubing me up and hopefully also his cock he spread my legs holding them apart. As he begin to push again and I could feel him slowly going inside me, I yelped out in pain, it seemed the lube helped as I could feel now his cockhead inside me, I was no longer a virgin, I had a man in me. I still felt the smearing pain as my hands clenched the bed sheet tightly. I could feel him pushing more and I knew I could not take it anymore so I pleaded 'Please john please you are hurting me' it didn't seem to incite anything in him as he pushed harder, I was now crying out loudly the cock was filling me up and I could now fill him starting to thrust into me. His cock was moving in and out of me, slowly making my whole body move with his thrust. As with each thrust I felt he was going deeper into me, slowly I felt myself getting used to his cock and could start feeling him inside me, understanding what Cathy meant by the difference within a dildo and a real cock. I could now hear myself moaning, it was a girlish moan which I knew was exciting him. I felt with each thrust he was making me more docile and submissive, and slowly making my body respond to his cock. I felt him quicken his pace, as his pace quickened I could feel my whole body move with his thrusts touching as if every cell in my body, opening me and touching me in places I did not know I had. 'ARGGHHHHH' I heard him grunt and hold his cock deep inside me and then I felt for the first time in my life a man put his seed in my body. I could feel his seed hitting inside me, and with that I knew that there was no turning back as I felt a shift inside me and a feeling of fulfillment washing over me. And then felt him slowly withdraw out of my used hole, where I was leaking now feeling his cum coming out of me. As I lay there, I knew I was a woman (well almost) now and was used like only a real man could use a woman. And also the acceptance of my place more easier, as I knew that I could never be or satisfy a woman like John had used me and made my whole body respond to him. He was now sitting beside me with his hands stroking my back. I felt that he also knew the extent to which he had proven his superiority to me in the last hours and had practically closed any avenue for me atleast of turning back. Later on, we did have our dinner but it was in our bed and we shared from the same plate. I did not want to eat much as I had to watch my weight. During our dinner he told me about what he expected, I learned I would have to get surgery to get implants which have already been arranged also he wanted some other work done which the doctor have been instructed on already. Also that I would get a fixed monthly allowance from him, and also an apartment rented for me. I did not say anything as I knew that he did no expect to hear anything from me, realizing that he would be a very strict man and things would have to be according to his wishes from now on. So I kept quite and listened intently, and after finishing dinner dutifully took the plates to the kitchen. Handing him a beer I excused myself to get ready for bed in my white nightie which Cathy had picked up for me. As I was getting ready I could hear him call out for me, realizing that he was not yet completely satisfied. So I quickly finished and headed for our bedroom. My Awakening (Part 2) As I came back to the bedroom, I found him sitting on the bed, talking on the phone. His aura of confidence as he sat there, making me feel so small and insignificant. But I could see his eyes on me, it did feel good I could see that he liked what he saw. He indicated to me to come and I slowly walked to the bed crawling beside him on the bed. I could hear him talking probably about business, but did not pay much attention. I just lay my head on his chest and started to stroke his body, he seemed tensed as he talked intently on the phone. I knew I had to do something and felt it was my duty to make him relax somewhat, so my hand slowly drifted down to his boxers slowly stroking his cock. Then started to kiss on his chest and going down slowly, I positioned myself between his legs holding the waistband of the boxers with my teeth. I looked up and could see his smiling face, pleased that I was succeeding somewhat in my mission. So I started to bring down his boxers with my teeth, but keeping my eyes fixed at him. As I bought down his boxers I could feel his cock brushing against my nose as it sprang out. My eyes on him I now started to stroke his cock with my hands, feeling it growing harder with my touch. I started licking on the tip of his cock, I must have looked like a slut there licking on his cock by his feet and slowly stroking it with my fingers. But I did not care, except the fact that John liked it and that is the only thing that seemed to matter now. I could see that he was getting distracted now from the call, as his cock grew harder with my touch and my tounge. I now wanted him between my lips and I slowly brushed his cock over my nose and lips preparing to take him in. Slowly parting my lips, I slid him between my awaiting lips. My eyes were closed now, and I started to slowly bob my head up and down his cock feeling him getting hard again inside my mouth and that did feel good. I now could understand he was having difficulty keeping up the conversation and so quickly hung up the phone. Once he disconnected the line I could hear him say, "Oh you little slut, couldn't wait even, now I am going to teach you a lesson" he had my hair in his fist lifting me up from his cock, and drew me to him. He then rolling me over was on top of me as he started kissing me on my lips my cheeks, 'you need to be taught a lesson don't you Salma' I just feigned ignorance and felt his strong hands on my thighs, the feeling his hands moving up. As I felt his hands moving up to my panties and pulling it down. He lifted my baby doll and for the first time so my clitty encased in its silken prison. 'What is this' I then told him what it was and who gave it to him, I was feeling so humiliated and at the same time aroused. I knew why Cathy had given me this, now in his arms the silken enclosure just heightened my new state, and also showed him my willing surrender to my new life. I could see in his eyes that he liked it also, I guess it signaled to him his influence over him and my surrender to that influence. It showed to him that how easily he had made me give up my manhood, and be in his bed. His hands started to spread my legs and his hands then moved to the straps of my baby doll taking it down and as I did not wear a bra my small breast coming to his view. His lips came down on my chest taking a nipple in his mouth, as he started to suck on it I moaned out. His cock was now probing against my hole, I knew what was to come and gave myself into the pleasure he was causing me. I wanted him in, 'Look at me Salma" he said in a hoarse voice 'I want you to look at me as I take you' I did as he said looking into his eyes as I started to feel his cock now sliding into me, there was pain again as he made me cry out. With his eyes fixed on me, I wanted him to see now how I was melting inside, how I loved his cock in me, how I loved his weight on me. I was taken like a woman is, and I knew there was no denying that I loved every moment of it. Even though I felt him tearing me inside out, his cock splitting me in two but I could not deny this man, and I knew he saw it too. He now started to thrust slowly in and out of me, making me moan out in pleasure and pain. But to him I wanted to show the pleasure he was causing, and wanted him to fuck his sissy and make me his. I so wanted to be his so I could not help but cry out 'ohhhh yesss johnnn ohhhhhh, take me fuck your sissy slut' he quickened his pace and my cries of pleasure and begging like a common whore to be fucked hard continued. I now started to move my hips and cried out for him to cum inside me to plant his baby making seed deep in me, his thrusts now grew faster and harder my body was racked with pain, but I was still moving my hips to meet his thrusts and pleading to him to take me faster and harder. All that mattered was his pleasure not the pain that I felt, my pleasure was from him and being under him with my legs spread apart. To be able to feel his cock inside me, my gift was to feel him cum inside me, and that is all that mattered to me now. I knew he was close and so I wrapped my hands around his neck to bring him close and whispered to him 'cum in me please john, I love you' and with those words I heard him grunt and shove it deep in me making me cry out and my lips in an O as I felt him cumming inside me, it felt so good now to feel his seed filling me up. I held on to his neck as he emptied himself inside me. I could feel him growing softer inside me, and then he withdrew leaving a sense of emptiness inside, but it did not last long as I felt him drawing me close to him. I myself was also drained so I put my head on his chest and slowly slipped into a deep sleep. Next morning when I woke up, I found that John was still asleep, it was six in the morning, and I really did not want to get out from bed. But I knew I had to, so I quietly got up and headed for the bathroom. Once there I looked into the mirror, my makeup was a mess, I was now glad that I woke up before him, and I also saw this flush on my cheeks, yes I did look like a woman who had been well used last night, and was quite satisfied. I then took my shower and put on a pair of silk panties and bra and a black short skirt with a white top. After I put on my makeup, I looked into the mirror and satisfied I went to the kitchen to fix him his breakfast. As I was making my breakfast, thinking about last night and every time I thought about it I could not help but have a smile in my face. I thought Cathy was right, this was feeling very natural to me and also everything was coming so naturally to me, probably deep down I really wanted this. As these thought were crossing through my mind, I suddenly felt his big hands around me, and his kisses on my neck "Good Morning" I turned around with a big smile and said "I thought I would bring your breakfast to bed" I could feel His eyes over me, and I could see that he liked what he saw "I don't think I could wait that long" I felt him bending towards me giving me a kiss, I opened my mouth dutifully accepting it, now feeling good and comfortable in his arms and loving his kiss. I felt his hands moving over my body, and as he pressed his body against mine I could feel that he was getting hard again, and I felt proud that I could get his engines going again. As he started to kiss my neck I moved my hands down to his boxers and slowly stroking his cock over his boxers, I enjoyed the feeling of him getting hard under my touch. "You are one horny babe aren't you" I heard him say, I did not get embarrassed actually found the words turning me on, I wanted him to call me his sissy slut, his whore and so I whispered to his ears "Your sissy is ready for her morning breakfast" I could feel that he liked to hear it from me, as I felt his cock growing quite hard now making a tent over his boxers. He started turning me around, and told me to bend over that little sissies like me should not be deprived of their morning ritual. I felt his hands on my skirt lifting it up then yanking down my panties. Oh gawd yes I did yearn to have him inside me again. So I looked back and told him in my most sexy voice "Fuck your little sissy" and I was not disappointed, I felt him over my crack and soon he was thrusting inside me. With me bend over on the kitchen, I took my man and moaned out for him to fuck me harder to put his baby making seed in me. It still did hurt, but I did not let it be known to John, I just told him to fuck me with his big cock. And I could say that he loved every moment of it, as he did not last that long. The rest of the