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A sissy revealed
by
Vonya lee
As I zombie walked to my car I realized for the first time ever it was
me making 'the walk of shame.' I was the one trying to slink away. I
was the one who had the guilt. I was the one humbled. I was the
vulnerable one, me. It was me feeling a sense of shame and sheepish.
Me.
Sliding into the driver seat I pull down the visor mirror and look at
the result of thirty or so hours crazy partying. This is what a whole
weekend of hot, raw, man on sissy, and sissy on sissy sex looks like on
me. I was one hot mess. My face was a smeared palette of colors. I
looked like Tammy Faye after a good long cry. If someone I knew were to
see me right now? I'd die here on the spot. Poof! Gone just like that.
Cause of death? A lethal dose of public mortification.
My face feels stiff from cum and spit. We had to lick cum from one
another's faces. Wow that was hard. I didn't think I could do it. I was
shaking and crying, but he just kept after me until I did. Oh how
humiliating it was too. I couldn't resist him. He's too real a man for
me. He's an alpha male and I'm not. I had to submit. I had no choice.
He was taking control of both my mind and body. I couldn't fight it. I
had to do just as he said. I've never been so compliant ever. His will
is just too great for me to deny. Just thinking about how absolute his
control over me is, how quickly I collapsed, and what he could have
made me do, sends a shiver down my spine.
Back looking in the mirror, I survey the damage more closely. Lips
puffy and sore, stained pink, eyes blackened like a raccoon, cheek
bones still with most of the dark brick color of the blush, and more
mask than powder everywhere else.
He forbade us from using the shower. We were only allowed to use the
sink to freshen up our makeup. Starting Saturday morning, we weren't
allowed to use the toilet to pee anymore. Instead we were made to drink
one another's pee. It started by him making us kneel side by side on
top of a bath towel. We had to keep our eyes shut and our mouths open.
He peed all over my face and into my open mouth. I stayed kneeling with
an open mouth knowing immediately that he was peeing on me. I didn't
dare close my mouth. He told us as he peed on us about how pathetic we
were and what pussies we were and that we better love having him pee on
us and we better beg him to pee on us. And we did. I begged another man
to pee on me. He told us that we were now banned from the toilet as we
didn't deserve to use the toilet. The toilet was for men, sissies took
care of matters themselves. We were now, he told us, to ask his
permission to pee and if given permission, we were to piss into one
another's mouths. I was now a willing toilet. He kept us drinking and
peeing all weekend long.
He told us he wanted us to feel as dirty and used as we were. I never
expected that. I never expected any of this. I really didn't. He took
control of me from the minute we met. I'm totally powerless before him.
There was no pretense, no illusion. I never had a chance. It scares me
to death, the loss of control I have around him. It's unbelievable. He
made me one of his bitches. Another man made me his absolute bitch.
Another man used me like his very own private cum doll and that's what
I am. Just look at me! No doubt about it really. I know it in my heart.
A real man never would have done the things I did. A real man never
would have put himself in this situation like I have. I didn't just let
it happen, I wanted it to happen. What sort of man can't even take a
shower without permission? No man is used like I was and then sent home
dirty to his girlfriend.
What am I going to do now? I've crossed the line. I know I'm never
going to be able to pretend I'm a real man ever again. I just spent the
past two days in a hotel room servicing a man with the help of another
man. Let me rephrase that, two sissies serviced a real man, that's what
we did. How am I ever going to be able to pretend anything different?
What about Sarah? I know I can't pretend to be a boyfriend anymore. I
just got my ass fucked and fucked hard and God help me, I liked it. No
scratch that, I loved it. God help me I loved it. I felt so right, so
powerless. I felt like he just fucked all the pretend manhood right out
of me. I felt like I was a sissy being raped, as I rightfully should,
by the superior male.
I sucked his cock. I sucked it again and again. I swallowed cum for the
first time in my life. I had a man hold my head tight and shoot his
full load right down my throat and it felt like the right thing to do.
I knew the minute I started to suck his cock that this is what I'm
supposed to be doing. Suddenly I felt so right, so weak, and weirdly,
so free. I felt like I was in my rightful place, on my knees, sucking
his cock.
Another man made me lick his cum out of the ass of yet another man. I
tasted cum right out of an ass. I was made to force my tongue into
another man's ass to retrieve cum. He made the other sissy, Jennie,
squat over my face and she forced his cum from her ass onto my face and
into my mouth. We switched off and did the same thing to one another.
He controlled me with such absolute authority that I obediently
complied with being stretched wide and bound. I had no choice but to do
what he said. He tied me kneeling to an ankle spreader when I couldn't
keep from squirming from Jennie's delving tongue. I'd never felt
anything like it in my life. He made it clear to us that his cum was
sacred and we needed to always share it with one another and never just
waste it by simply swallowing. The raw humiliation I felt sharing a
mouthful of cum back and forth with another man while caressing him,
all for the amusement of a real man.
I decided to drive from the hotel over to work and get myself cleaned
up. There's a shower there and on a Sunday the place should be empty. I
circle the parking lot slowly though just to make sure. When I feel
safe I pull into a parking spot and dash for the door. I've never been
out in the daytime before. Thankfully it's a slow Sunday morning. I
punch in my security code, the door hums and I'm in. I feel a sense of
relief being inside somewhere again. I'd be mortified if somebody saw
me.
As soon as the doors to the elevator close, my paranoid, fatigued and
overwrought mind takes over. What if somebody is working upstairs? What
if when the elevator opens, someone is on the other side? I never even
thought of somebody riding their bike in or taking the train. Maybe
somebody dropped them off and is coming to pick them up. Maybe they're
on an upper floor waiting for the elevator. I feel trapped, panicked.
Oh wonderful! The doors open and I'm safe. No lights are on and since
they work on a motion sensor I would know. I head right for the shower
room.
The hot, hot water feels so good across my face. Lathering up my now
hairless chest reminds me of what I really am, a sissy. I'm hairless
now everywhere but my head, arms, and thank God, my crotch.
Sometime Saturday, he had Jennie wax my back and chest smooth. My legs
have been smooth for years. He never asked he just did it. I was tied
face down to a table with a pair of his urine soaked underwear secured
in my mouth. I can't believe I like this. I am so messed up. But yes
that's what he did. My mouth was already forced open with some kind of
dentist's spreader. Before he let Jennie gag me, he held the underwear
over the toilet and soaked them down until they were dripping in piss.
I tried to fight it but I couldn't, tied down like I was. Jennie had
to grab me by the hair and force my head back to stuff them into my
mouth. She then forced a ball gag into my mouth and tied it tight
around my head. Finally she removed the dental device.
I was thankful to be able to move my jaw, but the acidic taste and the
god awful smell, made me cry. My crying only got worse when the waxing
began. I bawled into his underwear as Jennie started applying the
molten wax onto my hairy back. I couldn't help the crying. I was losing
control and had no other outlet. After a few very painful rips, and
more crying, I felt man hands on my hips. I felt kind of squeamish
about the way he touched me. I felt gay, unnatural. I can still feel
the tingle I felt when he pushed his crotch up to my ass and I felt his
pubes rubbing up against me. He was so manly. I was scared to death. Of
course I knew where we were heading, but I was really scared. Had I
gone too far? Can I turn back after this? I knew I was going to get
fucked and I wanted to get fucked, but would I ever be the same?
He pulled back and took his hands from my hips. Jennie continued
applying and pulling off wax all the while. Then I felt his finger run
down the crack of my ass. Slick with lubricant he zeroed in on my hole
and began to gently push his finger in. He fingered me like that for a
few seconds, then a bit longer with two fingers, and finally three. He
finger fucked me like that for a few minutes. I felt so helpless. I was
helpless. I just had to take it, and God help me, I loved every minute
of it. I feared the price even then, but I couldn't stop wanting it. He
stopped fingering me and that's when I felt those hands again. This
time he meant business and immediately began to push himself into me.
Slow and steady he kept pushing and pulling his huge cock deeper and
deeper into me. It hurt so good all I could do was cry into my gag. He
was going to do with me whatever he wanted. I was just his to use. I
felt like a fuck toy. He took my virginity right then and there, tied
faced down to a table in a hotel room, dressed in nothing more than
high heels, silk stockings, matching garter and bra, with my cock kept
tight in a pouch like chastity device, while another sissy stands
alongside me ripping the man hair from my body. He fucked me off and on
while Jennie finished my back. The combination was too much for me, I
was in a trance of pleasure and pain.
When Jennie moved down to my ass, he moved to my front and took off the
ball gag and pulled out the offensive underwear, replacing them with
his rock hard cock. I sucked and sucked his cock as best I could while
feeling the harsh sting of the wax on my tender ass. I was suddenly
insatiable. I was never more aroused in my life. As I sucked and
sucked, I starved for the feel of his cock back in my ass. I wanted
both. I wanted to be fucked by a big cock while I sucked a big cock. I
think that's probably the moment when I knew I was lost.
When Jennie mercifully finished with my back, I was turned over and
retied. Just the ball gag was put back on and Jennie started
immediately on my chest. The chest wasn't too bad except for the around
my nipples, but the stomach wasn't fun. I could see the look of
pleasure in her eyes. She was really enjoying torturing me. He stood
behind her, smiling at her efforts. He ran his man hands across my now
smooth chest.
"Now this is how one of my sissies is supposed to look."
"Should I do her crotch?" Jennie asked.
"I haven't decided yet."
With that he turned Jennie towards him, took control of her by her arms
and kissed her hard, like a man does with a woman. Jennie swooned in
his arms. After the kiss he pulled back, turned her back around away
from him, spread her legs slightly with his foot, and then put his hand
on the back of her neck and bent her down at the waist sprawled across
my motionless chest. He then started to fuck her, bent over me as she
was. He fucked her hard for several minutes, her sweaty body rubbing
mine. Her face, inches from mine, dripping in sweat. Being so close I
could see Jennie was truly a man. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, I
was just scenery. I'd never seen fucking so close and not be
participating. Oh it was so hot as she glided back and forth, moaning
and moaning. I could feel her deep shivers through her gyrations.
Finally he exploded in her with a massive shutter. He slow fucked her a
few minutes more before pulling out with an audible 'pop'. He turns her
around, puts his hands on her shoulders, and she sinks to her knees. I
watched her with envy as she cleaned his cock off with her mouth. He
caught my eye and smiled. He knew what was in my heart.
"Oh you want some too, don't you?"
I nodded.
"Well then Jennie you need to share with your baby sister. You know
what I mean."
Jennie smiled a devilish smile. She undid my gag and put it aside, and
climbed on to the table and straddled me facing my feet. She then
wiggled backwards until her ass was over my face and slowly positioned
herself over my reaching tongue. She pushed down and I strained up to
force my tongue deep into her ass and into the awaiting man cream. Up
and down, up and down she went. She paused over me and squeezed out a
slowly descending gob that she swirled all over my face. She climbed
off me and began liking cum from my face.
"No tonight Vonya keeps her pubes, and her underarm hair. But if there
is ever another night together than there will be no pubes or underarm
hair, understand?"
I nod 'yes' feverishly.
"Good. Now it's almost 3 and I'm going to watch the game. You two
little faggots are going to clean up this room and then one another.
Jennie you call housekeeping. Tell them to bring up fresh bed linens
and bath towels and leave them at the door. You two can pull off the
old linens and leave them outside the door. Then just clean up things,
quietly. Not a sound out of either one of you, nothing. And no
showering, I don't want either of you to even think about cleaning up.
You're going to leave here smelling like what you both are. You can
wash your faces and that's it. Change your faces too. I want fresh
makeup and hairstyles from you both."
I did just as he told me to do. I never thought to challenge him, I
never thought to open my mouth, I just listened to what he said and
accepted it as law. There were three males in the room but there was
only one man. I stood at attention alongside Jennie as he spoke to us.
He reclined on a couch as he spoke, naked but for a black Calvin Klein
undershirt, while we stood fully feminized. I'm in full make up and a
red wig, a black teddy, red high heels, black silk stockings and
garter, my cock and balls tied up snuggly in a leather pouch. I've
never thought I was gay but all I want to do is submit myself before
him and suck his master cock. His dominance exposed me like I've never
been exposed before.
Never have I ever been so thoroughly dominated. He ruined me. I can
never function as a man again. How could I? He pounded out any denial I
might have been able to cling to. He so controlled me that over one
weekend he made me a sissy forever. I can never fuck a girl again. How
can I? He made me beg him to fuck my ass and let me cum. I did I wanted
it so bad. He toyed with and teased me into confessing that I'm a sissy
and sissies don't fuck, we get fucked. He made me look him in the eye
as he fucked me. How can I ever pretend to be a man after that?
He told me if I ever should see him again I will lose the rest of my
hair. I can make up some semi plausible story about the hair loss now
but there's no way I can cover for the loss of my pubes and underarms.
Still I know I have to see them again. So I'm on borrowed time here.
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