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Once one has attained a certain degree of competence in a chosen field,
evidenced as expertise to the knowledgeable observer, what is left to
achieve is art.
Make no mistake: I an an artist. Desire is my medium, lovers, supplicants
and slaves of all stripes my tools, fetishes my color and shadow.
I am a professional, yes. But no longer do I check items off a list or
recite from a script. My approach has evolved. I take needs, urges, what
some call kinks, and bend them, and those who hold them, to my vision.
It may sound a bit haughty and esoteric in the abstract. The reality is
much more satisfying. And fun.
****
I'm all over the place. I like women. I like men. Alex likes me in
between - between male and female, top and bottom. The spaces are tight.
It's OK. I like confinement. With Alex, you can find yourself in
confinement.
Before Alex, I thought I felt like a man. Then I met Alex. Or Mistress
Alex. I know Alex as both.
Alex soon uncovered my desires. I became what Alex wanted, which is what
I needed. Now there is a part of me that will forever belong to Alex. I
always do what Alex says.
****
Mistress told me where to go. I don't go to gay burlesque clubs. At home,
I wouldn't know where to find one.
But I was traveling, and here I was. Mistress explained she would not be
arriving until Thursday. She made it clear I needed to do something to
amuse myself until then.
The amusement was a dark, narrow club. It was not my kind of place, at
least on the surface. It was the kind of place where the women were not,
the men were interested in those women, and I seemed a minority of one.
Comely girls with throaty voices sang some decent torch songs, lipsynched
some others, and looked fabulous in the process. I sat at the bar, downed
a Scotch and nursed another while trying to sort things out.****
I rarely go out alone, dressed in a dress. I like wearing dresses, and
doing other things. But I do it mostly in private. Even here, I feel
self-conscious, like everyone is looking at me.
But Alex's instructions were clear. "Just go, meet him, and bring him
back here. It won't be hard. Believe me."
Of course I believed that. Alex is always right. A few minutes later we
had hair and makeup done, and I was in a sleek trench coat, boots and
gloves, on my way out.
"A kiss for luck," Alex said, brushing my lips.
"And we're on our way," I replied.
****
I was enjoying my solitude when I received a text from Toni. "i see him."
Now the fun was just beginning.
****
It just felt right, holding hands, kissing, nuzzling as we walked a short
way back to her hotel. This unusual creature who had sat next me at the
club seemed to know just what I was thinking, exciting me and putting me
at ease all at once.
I knew she wasn't a woman in the usual sense, but I found her attractive.
Short, dark hair in a crisp bob style, deep blue eyes, her shiny raincoat
and leather boots showing a touch of kink - very pleasant company. When
she introduced herself as Toni and asked me to join her for a drink, I
didn't hesitate.
Once we were back at the hotel and relaxed after another drink, Toni
draped herself over me, kissing me deeply, her tongue probing my mouth. I
could feel her excitement as it rubbed against mine. I surrendered,
offering no resistance as she unbuttoned my clothes. After a firm push I
fell to the bed.
Toni turned away for a moment, rummaging in a drawer. "Once you're
undressed, you can put these on." I stripped, and she flipped me a little
pink garment. High-waisted control top panties, in a blushing shade of
pink satin. Was Toni reading my mind? Toni watched closely as I paused,
then slipped the panties up my legs, covering my pulsing erection.
"Very good. Such a gooood girl," Toni said, rubbing the front panel.***
****
Easy. More fun than I thought it would be.
He was cute enough, Glen. Nice enough.
But the best thing about Glen: he was eager. Once we started, there was
no stopping. There was a bit of shyness, a little hesitation. That was
only temporary. We soon knew where this was going to end.
My clit.
His mouth.
Exactly as Alex said. Just like Alex wanted.
But for now I was dripping.
I watched him put on pretty pink panties.
Seeing the hesitation.
The surrender.
The ripple of pleasure as he wiggled them into place. Delightful.
"C'mon now. I want a nice pretty slut to fuck." I grabbed Glen's arm and
pulled him into the leather desk chair with no resistance.
***
Of course I had to turn off the TV and listen. My curiosity was
overwhelming. I wanted to watch. For a moment I wished I let Toni set up
the camera, so I could see every detail. But it was better like this. I
like a bit of mystery with my romance.
The door was unlocked. I could walk in at any time and direct the action
to my satisfaction. And that would be quite enjoyable. But we would lose
the preamble, the overture, the foreplay. The sweep of a gorgeous
creature in full flower bringing a new lover into a new world. A sexy,
decadent world. My world.
I listened. I thought I could hear them kissing, moaning perhaps. Or
perhaps I imagined it. But I would know soon enough.
***
In panties and lipgloss, I was Toni's little sucky bitch, doing as I was
told, whatever that might be. I wasn't sure what the game was. I wasn't
even sure who Toni was - we had just met in the bar a couple of hours
ago. But I knew what to do. The kisses and warm breath in my ear reminded
me. The hand kneading my hardness through the satiny panties made sure.
Obey. I was rewarded with a bra.
When Toni came to the chair and straddled me again, holding a pair of
cuffs,a ballgag and a blindfold, I tilted my head back and stayed still.
I could see a sly smile as Toni locked me in place.
****
Glen squirmed in the chair.
Melting.
There was only the faintest hint of acknowledgement as the satin cuffs
snapped around his wrists, anchoring him to the chair.
He looked cute - not overdone. That would come soon enough.
First, more shiny pink lip gloss. Popped the cock-looking little brush
free. Held it close enough to smell. "Pucker for me."
A nice coat gave him plump, kissable lips. Kissable and compliant.
I frenched him deeply until he squirmed.
A moment of resistance? I straddled him, grabbed his throat.
"Listen. Nothing is going to happen to you that you don't want. But you
are my bitch. Understand?"
"Yes."
I pointed a finger toward his pretty pink lips. "What do bitches do?"
He drew my finger into his mouth. Sucking. After a bit of that tease, I
replaced the finger with a gag and finished with a blindfold. Simple but
effective.
****
If I had thought about it - really thought about it - I might have looked
at the big picture. In the city, in an unfamiliar hotel room, the bound
captive of one who is intent on seducing, femininizing and doing who
knows what else to me. A willing me, a very willing me.
But I didn't think about it. I tested my bonds briefly. Firm, unyielding.
Soon I yielded once again, surrendering further as deep, familiar rhythms
of music filled the room. My hips began to pump in the chair. Mindlessly
aroused.
****
Alex had given me the music and told me when to put it on. I left him for
a moment, squirming in the chair. Hard.
I didn't want to stop, but that was the plan. The plan so far was great.
I turned on the stereo. The rhythm grabbed me as I floated around the
room. Now it was time.
After a few minutes, I opened the adjoining door of my room and knocked
on the other. Three times, like Alex said.
The door opened, and Alex motioned me in.
"Well, hello Toni. Still quite the seductress, I see."
I felt myself blush. "You look great," I said. And Alex did look
wonderful, all leather and latex and curves.
"Thank you. Are you going to invite me to see your little captive?"
****
I paused in the doorway between the two rooms for a bit. Toni had done
well. My slave was properly restrained and aroused, undulating against
his bonds.
"Nice," I whispered in Toni's ear while I grabbed his bottom.
"Thank you, Alex. It's been too long," Toni breathed back, pushing
against me.
Everything was in place. For me.
****
I felt a warm puff of breath in my ear. Then a rich, feminine voice.
"Well, hello there. Are we having fun yet?"
Mistress. I moaned behind my gag.
She stroked my forehead. "Yesss," she said. "You're Glenda now."
And with that I was Glenda. And Glenda wanted nothing more than to be
thoroughly fucked, to serve and please Mistress and her lovers.
****
Alex likes that I know how to do makeup. Makeup is one of those things
you have to learn. I learned very well. Alex and I have spent hours
making each other pretty. But it's always nice to have someone new to
practice on.
"Do her lips," Alex said. I undid the ball gag, and put my finger to her
lips. Glenda kissed it. I shushed her with my finger, and then went to
work. Lip liner, plumping gloss, thick creamy pink lipstick, more gloss.
I finished her cheeks with foundation and a bit of blush to bring out the
cheekbones.
"Shall we do her eyes?" I asked.
"By all means."
Glenda blinked when I removed the blindfold. She looked calm as we
towered over her. "Glenda," Alex said. "I see you've met
Toni. I'm glad you like her."
"Yes, Mistress, I like her very much," Glenda answered, looking longingly
at me.
I smiled, pulled up a chair, and went to work. When we were done, Glenda
looked very much the fetish slut.
But Alex was not quite done. "One more thing. Time for a plug, don't you
think?"
Alex was right again.
****
The triggers were my special touch. Hypnosis is one of my many skills,
but I try not to overdo it. But Glen was so obedient, such a good
listener, that it seemed only natural. Now it would be useful as well. My
Glenda was so ready.
"Sleepytime, sugar," I said. Immediately Glenda's head dropped off to one
side. Totally responsive.
"You like?" I said to Toni.
"Yes, very much. What are you going to do?"
"I have some ideas, but I'm also taking requests."
"Make sure he knows. He wants it, you know."
"I know. Remember, I put this together. Remember? Toni the Tiger."
Toni froze in place, his face blank. I reached inside Toni's low cut top,
checking to see if the nipples were erect. They were. Down to the
panties. Very excited. Another command, and Toni looked at me, once again
awake but none the wiser.
Now I had two highly aroused, highly suggestible, deeply entranced
subjects under my control, in my service. My idea of a good time.
****
Over and over:
i am glenda, slave of Mistress Alex. glenda worships and adores Mistress
Alex. i serve and obey Mistress Alex always. glenda serves Mistress Alex
when Mistress Alex commands. It is good to serve Mistress Alex always.
glenda obeys Mistress Alex. glenda obeys the training and commands of
Mistress Alex. glenda obeys Mistress always. glenda must obey Mistress
Alex. It is good to obey Mistress Alex.
glenda goes under for Mistress. glenda goes under control of Mistress
when Mistress commands.
glenda receives training under control of Mistress Alex. glenda receives
programming under control of Mistress Alex. glenda receives punishment
under control of Mistress Alex. glenda receives stimulation under control
of Mistress Alex. It is good to go deeper in thrall to Mistress Alex.
glenda adores Mistress Alex. glenda worships pretty, powerful,
controlling Mistress Alex. glenda exists to serve and adore Mistress
Alex.
Over and over.
****
"You forgot about that, didn't you?" Alex said.
"Forgot about what?"
"The triggers."
"How could I forget about the triggers? I love the triggers. But it's
been so long for us. I didn't think they would work any more. And I
didn't know you had been working like this with glenda." I was babbling a
bit. It was all a little much.
Alex brought a stop to that. "Toni! zum Schweigen bringen!"
And with that I was silent, and absolutely still, and unable to speak,
but still aware. The triggers still worked so very well.
Alex moved in close to me, cupping my helpless crotch and rubbing it
meaningfully.
"You see, sweetheart, I never really leave you. I'm with you all the
time. It's just the way we like it, isn't it?" she asked, still rubbing.
I wanted to tell Alex how much I missed being the helpless pleasure
slave, how much I loved it. But that probably didn't need to be said
aloud.
Alex stepped away slowly. "Time to take her panties down, don't you
think? zur Arbeit gehen!"
****
The German may have been a bit of overkill, but it sounds lovely, and is
so effective. I don't often use my triggers, and my hypnotic training.
Usually, I like things to evolve of their own volition. Occasionally, I
feel the need to offer directions. Sometimes a scene demands specific
commands. But here, with my two trained pets, this was another situation
entirely.
Once I allowed movement, Toni didn't need to be told twice. Quickly the
pink panties were in pretty puddle on the floor and Toni was lightly
stroking and tugging at Glenda's now-naked clit.
Glenda was now moaning ceaselessly behind her gag. Her sex was leaking a
steady stream of fluid over Toni's hand, and Toni in turn was rubbing it
over Glenda's lips and rubber ball gag. Delicious.
Then I had another idea. "Why don't you turn the plug on, Toni."
****
Everything was now a steady haze of heat and pleasure. I would trance,
and be carried away on a lush bed of sex. I would stir and find my cock -
not really a cock any more, but a raging hard, protuberant clit - in
Toni's hand or mouth. Soon I knew I would be in the same position. I was
numb to everything except the sounds of the music, the deep, throbbing
rhythms Mistress had used to condition us; the insistent buzzing of the
vibrator pleasuring my ass; and most of all the commands and comments
penetrating to the center of my brain. "Such a willing slut, you are, my
glenda. You love being used like this, don't you? Tell Mistress how much
you love it." I would be mute, unable to utter or even form a coherent
thought. I would speak, or at least moan my compliance and joy at being
used as Mistress' slave. Deeper in thrall to Mistress Alex.
***
The cuffs seemed unnecessary by this point. I released Glenda from the
silken bonds, and guided my clit toward the wet, waiting virgin mouth.
Now there was no hesitation. Glenda kissed and licked my head and shaft
as if to welcome home a long-lost lover, or in thanks for a destiny
finally fulfilled. Hands pulled me closer, deeper.
I managed to look over my shoulder to see Alex watching in rapt
fascination, contented.
***
They were together on the bed, my two pets. Limbs entwined. Both hot, but
controlled. Insatiable, but under my command.
Soon they had worked themselves into the inevitable position of mutual
oral pleasure. Mouths full of sissy, clitty cocks. Sounds of sucking,
gobbling, moans of pleasure rising heatedly to my ears.
I drank in their frantic, decadent activity with satisfaction. I enjoy
gazing upon my work at with some leisure, and this was very well done.
"Freeze now!" I snapped off the last syllable so there was no mistake.
Immediately the activity stopped, save for a mouth occasionally
repositioning itself on a stiff clit.
I reached down and allowed myself a touch of pleasure while gazing upon
my frozen captives. Quickly, my breath turned ragged, my movements
urgent. I explode in a mind-bending orgasm that hits incredibly hard then
recedes only slightly to bring wave after wave of pure pleasure. But my
gaze remained steady.
***
I love the pure ambiguity of what I have created. Androgynous sluts,
mindless drones, obedient slaves - all in service to me.
Still pulsing with post-orgasmic bliss, I consider the bell I brought to
the room with me. Soon I will ring it, and issue another command.
Maybe "Deeper Now!" taking my charges to a place where pleasure never
ends.
Or "Sleep Sleep" to slumber the night away.
Or "Wakey wakey" to let them see exactly what has transpired.
I will take my time deciding.
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