Weekend Retreat
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I arrived home from work as usual, at 4.30pm, on Friday afternoon with
thoughts of spending a relaxing weekend at home. Maybe gardening or doing a
bit of DIY around the house. I entered the living room and was greeted by
my wife who was very nicely dressed in a skirt and blouse. She had done
hair and was unusually, for her, wearing lots of make up. The whole outfit
and effect was stunning to the eye and made me feel very proud that she was
my wife.
I remarked, "Wow you look fantastic, what's the occasion?"
She replied by telling me that she had a special surprise for me and all
would be revealed when we got there.
"Where are we going?" I said.
"You'll just have to wait and see, now come on let's go," was her response.
"I'll have to get washed and changed before we go, and pack a bag," I said.
"Don't worry about that," my wife responded. "I've taken care of everything.
I have packed a case for you so you can get showered and changed when we get
there."
"Ok," I said, "let's go."
My wife drove us, in her car, to a secluded hotel in the countryside. On
arrival at the hotel we checked in at reception and then made our way to the
room we had been given. The room was very spacious and had a separate
bathroom. My wife then suggested that I take a "nice long relaxing shower"
whilst she unpacked. I undressed from my work clothes and got into the
shower. Whilst I was showering my wife came in to the bathroom and said
that she was just going to reception to get some information about the local
area and what attractions there were to see.
I came out of the bathroom and found that my wife hadn't returned. I sat on
the bed and was just about to switch the TV on when our mobile rang. I
looked at the number that was calling and didn't recognise it. The phone
then stopped ringing. Just as I was putting the phone down it rang again,
the same number. I answered it. "Hello," I said.
The voice on the other of line said, "Hello Sissy Priscilla this is your
Master speaking."
I should maybe explain at this point that I have been a submissive
transvestite for as long as I can remember. This has been something that my
wife knew about when we first got together. She even encouraged me to dress
up with her and we had some fun together. However my wife didn't want me to
go with a man whilst I was dressed up. This is something that I had done
before we met and I really enjoyed sucking a cock and feeling it pumping in
and out of my "pussy." I did promise my wife that this is something that I
would no longer do during our relationship, and to date I have kept this
promise. However recently I have been getting very strong urges to be
dominated and controlled by a dominant master, this would culminate in me
being forcibly feminised and forced to suck his cock. To this extent I had
recently answered a few adverts on different web sites where Masters were
looking for Sissy's. I had exchanged e-mails with a man who had assumed the
role of my Master and I had become his on-line Sissy, and been christened
Sissy Priscilla. Although I wanted to meet him I knew that if I did my wife
would eventually find out and throw me out, which I didn't want because I
loved my wife. So even though I had completed some on-line training with my
Master I had never arranged to see him and serve him in person.
You can therefore imagine my total shock and amazement at hearing the voice
on the end of the mobile phone saying to "Hello Sissy Priscilla this is your
Master speaking."
"Hello," I replied, "who is and how did you get this number?"
"Sissy Priscilla have you forgotten how to address your Master, you will be
severely disciplined for that outburst," was the response from the voice on
the other end of the phone.
I realised that it was pointless to annoy the voice on the other end of my
phone so I replied, "I'm sorry," to which the voice responded, in a stern
manner, "Sorry what?"
"I'm sorry Master," I replied.
"That's better Sissy Priscilla"
"I take it, Sissy Priscilla, that you are surprised to hear from me."
"Yes Master," I replied.
"Are you free to talk at the moment Sissy Priscilla?"
"Yes Master," I responded, "but my wife might come back at any minute."
"No she won't Sissy Priscilla, you see your wife is sitting here beside me
here in the hotel bar having a nice relaxing drink," was Master's reply.
"It was her that gave me this number."
I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything. My wife sitting in the bar
with my Master. "How could that be," was all I could think. How did my
Wife and Master know about each other, I just couldn't figure things out?
Master was saying to me "Sissy Priscilla are you still there, answer me now
or you will be severely punished for your disobedience."
"Yes Master, Sorry Master, I'm still here" I answered.
"Sissy Priscilla you are obviously having some difficulties getting your
head around the fact that your wife and I having a drink together so I had
better let her tell you herself."
The phone went quiet and then I heard my wife's voice saying, "Hello Sissy
Priscilla, we haven't met yet but I'm really looking forward to meeting you
and hearing your story how you came to be serving your Master."
Shit, Shit and more Shit was my immediate thought, how am I ever going to
explain this to my wife. Before I got the chance to think about it anymore
Master was back on the phone. "Sissy Priscilla."
"Yes Master," I answered.
"Sissy Priscilla open the suitcase that your wife has left in the wardrobe
for you."
"Yes Master."
I went to the wardrobe and took out "my" suitcase. I opened the suitcase
and the first thing that I saw was a large brown envelope in it.
"Sissy Priscilla have you opened the suitcase?"
"Yes Master."
"Good," Master said. "You have got the brown envelope then?" Master asked
me.
"Yes Master," I replied.
"OK Sissy Priscilla, in the envelope are your instructions, make sure you
follow then to the letter and Sissy Priscilla-"
"Yes Master."
"Don't think about leaving the hotel because if you do you will have to
leave in the clothes that are in the suitcase, your wife has kindly removed
the clothes that you arrived in, your wallet and other personal possessions
so all you have got to wear is the clothing that is in that suitcase. You
have got 75 minutes to comply with the instructions do you understand Sissy
Priscilla?"
"Yes Master," I replied. The phone then went dead.
I had a quick look around the room and sure enough there were no male
clothes anywhere to be found. My wallet and house keys were also missing.
I had no choice but to follow My Master's instructions. I opened the brown
envelope and pulled out a piece of paper with my instructions. I carefully
read them:
Sissy Priscilla you are so lucky to have a beautiful and understanding wife
that has arranged this special weekend treat for you. Everything that you
are going to need is in this suitcase. First I want you to take out the can
of hair removal spray. Go into the bathroom and cover your entire body,
with the exception of your head, in the spray. Wait 15 minutes and then
take a shower and watch all your body hair, legs, arms, chest, under arms
and pubic hair disappear down the plug hole. Once you have dried yourself
off come back and continue with the rest of these instructions.
What choice did I have but to follow so I went into the bathroom with the
can if hair removal spray and followed My Master's orders?
Now that your body is nice and smooth, like a real sissy, you can put on the
underwear that your wife has picked for you. You will notice that it is
your wife's underwear that you have worn on numerous occasions, and you
thought that your wife hadn't noticed. Now put on the underwear. I then
removed a matching bra and panty set that was pink and black in colour. The
bra was of a deep plunging style with 10 hooks and eyes to fasten. The
panties were of a thong style and when I put them on my bottom was
completely exposed. Before putting the panties on I put on the black
suspender belt and black stockings that had been with the bra and panties.
When you have got your undies on you can start to put on your make up. I
found a make up case in the suitcase and opened it. Inside there was
foundation cream, face powder, blusher, lipstick, eye liner, eye shadow and
mascara. It had been at least 8 years since I had applied my own make up.
I carefully applied the foundation cream to my freshly shaved face and then
dusted it off with the face powder. I then went to work on my eyes putting
on the eye liner, eye shadow and mascara. Next I put on the blusher and
finally covered my lips in a bright pink lipstick.
Once you have got your make up on put on the wig. There was a brown
shoulder length wig in the case. I put it on and then brushed it through.
The appearance was quite effective and although I was obviously a man
(Sissy) I did look quite good.
Now fill out your bra cups with the foam breast forms that your wife so
kindly bought you. I took out the breasts from the case and placed them in
my bra.
Before you finish getting dressed paint your finger nails with the pink nail
polish. I found the pink nail polish in the suitcase and carefully applied
it to my finger nails. Whilst the polish was drying I read the rest on my
instructions.
You may now finish getting dressed. Put on the clothes and shoes that your
wife has packed for you. In the suitcase there was a silver grey silk
blouse and a black knee length skirt. I had previously worn these items of
my wife's wardrobe. To finish of my outfit there was a pair of open toe
sandals with a two and half inch heel. I put the sandals on my feet and
checked out my appearance in the full length mirror. Looking back at me was
man, dressed as a pretty looking sissy, who was now going to meet her Master
and Wife.
I quickly checked the time and noted that I had got less then 5 minutes to
present myself before my Master and wife. I took a deep breath and opened
the bedroom door and looked up and down the corridor. The corridor was
empty. I decided that it was now or never (and never was not an option that
I had right now) so I stepped out into the corridor and made my way towards
the end of the corridor. I heard the room door closing behind me and then
realised that I didn't have a key to get back in to the room.
I got to the hotel reception area and found that I had to go through the
reception area, past the desks, to get to the bar area where I was meeting
my Master and Wife. Another deep breath and I walked through the reception
area (I was sure that everybody was looking at me and smirking) and to the
door of the bar. I looked into the bar. It wasn't too busy but there were
some people in there sat at tables. I saw my wife, with her back towards
the door, sitting at a table in the middle of room talking to a man who was
obviously my Master. It had to be my Master; although I had never seen him
(we had only communicated via e-mails and the internet) I was sure that the
man with my wife was my Master. I nervously made my way towards the table.
As I approached the table the man stood up and said to me, "Hello Sissy
Priscilla."
"Hello Master," I replied. Master then walked me to the table and turned to
my wife and said, "Lorraine you haven't met Sissy Priscilla, please allow me
to introduce to my newest Sissy, this is Sissy Priscilla."
My wife looked directly at me and said, "Hi Sissy Priscilla, it's so nice to
meet you at last, your Master has been telling me all about you and how he
has started to train you as his Sissy."
I just stood there, embarrassed and speechless. I heard my Master saying,
"Come on Sissy Priscilla where are your manners, say hello to your new
Mistress."
"Hello Mistress," I responded.
"That's better Sissy Priscilla," my Master said, "why don't you sit down and
pour yourself a glass of wine."
"Thank You Master," I replied.
For the next half an hour or so I just sat there listening to my Master and
new Mistress explaining how the rest of my life would be. I would never be
allowed to wear male clothing again. I would accompany my Mistress on a
shopping trip in the morning where we would purchase some essential items of
clothing, cosmetics and toiletries that I would now require. I would still
live at home with my Mistress but my Master would be moving in and I would
only be allowed to sleep in the spare room. Never again would my cock be
used on my wife, she would get all her sexual satisfaction from my Master or
my tongue. In fact my sissy cockette, as my cock had now been named, would
be locked in a Chastity device when we went back to the room and I would
never be allowed to touch it again. I would commence a course of female
hormone treatment and grow breasts, but I would stay as a Sissy and be
allowed to keep my Cockette.
I eventually heard my Master say, "Come on then Sissy Priscilla let's go
back to the room and start your new life."
"Yes Master," was all I could reply.
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