The Making of a White Sissy Slut
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The Making of a White Sissy Slut
When he replied to my ad online, Steven said he was an attractive, 30-
something, successful white man who was willing to explore the wild side.
When we met in person, I was more than a little bit disappointed.
Attractive was a stretch of the imagination and I told him so right off
the bat. He acted as if I'd said something to offend him and responded
by saying, "Well, no one's ever told me that I was unattractive." When I
suggested that was because no one had had the occasion to be brutally
honest with him, he got visibly pissed off and blurted out, "Well, my mom
thinks..." and caught himself before he said something that made him look
like a total, pathetic loser.
Truth be told, Steven wasn't gruesome; he was merely average. Average
for a white boy unfortunately is just shy of ugly. Thin lips, pasty
skin, thinning hair, non-descript features, he was nothing to write home
about. I had plans to change that. The ad to which he replied was a
proposition to completely transform a white boy into a sexy, desirable,
cross-dressing, sissy, and insatiable, cum-crazed whore for black cock.
I didn't pull any punches and he knew what he was in for so there was no
reason to play games. I didn't have much to work with from the beginning
but at least he wasn't fat and out of shape. I'd had less to work with
in the past so he wasn't my greatest challenge.
I took him back to my loft and told him to strip. He'd lied in his
response by saying that his cock was just a little over 6 inches. I made
him stand in the center of the room, completely naked, and I sensually
stroked his cock for less than a minute until he was whimpering and
biting his lip, trying to keep from cumming. I took out my ruler and
placed it at the base of his cock and told him to tell me EXACTLY how
much his worthless, pathetic cock actually measured. He mumbled
something incoherent.
"Listen you little worm. I said TELL ME HOW MUCH YOUR LITTLE CLITTY
REALLY MEASURES." His face became reddened and he looked angry and
broken at the same time. I continued to stroke his cock and I could tell
that he was on the verge of shooting his load. Tears were forming in his
eyes.
"Five," he whispered, almost inaudibly, choking back the tears.
It wasn't even a full five inches but I'd accomplished my mission. He
was humiliated. "You can't expect to please a woman with that. That's
pathetic. You have no choice, you have to be transformed into a cross-
dressing, sissy whore so you'll never have to annoy women with your
worthless attempt at fucking again. I'm going to make sure your pussy is
your only source of sexual satisfaction. I'm going to turn you into a
woman, the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you move, the very way
you think is going to be that of a woman. You will be a lady in the
streets and a filthy, nasty, cum dump in the sheets. Your pussy will
throb and get so horny you will actually think it's getting wet and you
will be desperate to get fucked by the biggest, blackest, hardest pricks
you can find. He moaned out loud as his cum dribbled from his cock,
barely enough to be considered a spurt, let alone a blast.
Over the next three months, I trained him. I caged his cock in a
chastity device and he was denied the right to cum. I had his body waxed
and he was as smooth as silk. Lessons consisted of teaching him how to
walk like a woman, how to hold his hands, and how to cross his legs and
be sophisticated in public. I also trained him in ways to drive a man
crazy by spreading his legs wide and begging for hard dick in his slutty
cunt in private.
He was a very good student. I could see the changes taking place before
my very eyes. When he did well, I would reward him by strapping on a 10
inch black dildo and fucking him while he looked at pictures of gorgeous
Black men with enormous cocks and he told me out loud how much he lived
to worship them. For punishment, when he would do something wrong, or
simply for my amusement, I would wrap my hands around his neck and choke
him, telling him that I was going to make him suck off a white man if he
didn't learn to behave. Cutting off his air supply, I would tell him
that white men were arrogant, repulsive, ignorant assholes and that if he
didn't do as I told him, I was going to make him put their nasty, pitiful
small cocks in his mouth until they came and that he would never earn the
right to suck off a Black man's gorgeous, manly cock. Just as he was
about to pass out, I would release my grip and he would cry like a baby
hysterically on the floor, begging me never to make him do something so
disgusting, confessing that he hated white men and never wanted to touch
them or be touched by them.
At four months, he was passable enough that we could go out shopping
together as girls, and he was already turning heads of men and didn't
even realize it. Even in his regular clothes, he was becoming feminine;
he spoke with a gentle demeanor, and showed none of the signs of
arrogance of when we first met. He was an expert at applying his makeup
and the expensive wigs we purchased for him looked 100% real. He learned
quickly to point out cheap and trashy cross dressers and their lame
attempts to get off by shocking unsuspecting sales clerks in lingerie
stores. We shopped in expensive boutiques and he had quite a collection
of heels, stockings, lingerie, and dresses.
Orgasm denial was taking a toll on him because it was month five when he
began to beg for release, to practice his newly learned deep-throating
skills on a real cock. He endured the discomfort of saline injections to
increase his bust size and he marveled at the way his new, full tits
looked in his lacy bras, bustiers, and corsets. He especially loved when
I would apply nipple clamps and twist and pull his nipples while calling
him a filthy white whore. Previously a work-a-holic, wearing men's
clothing felt unnatural to him and now he would find excuses to work from
home or leave work early so he could get home and put on his satin and
silk and feel like his true self. He would beg me to let him eat my
pussy, but I told him he wasn't allowed because he could only have
superior black cocks in his mouth. Steven the male was no longer; he was
a distant memory. Stacy was born anew, a woman in every sense of the
word.
I planned Stacy's coming out party for exactly six months from the day we
met. I had to admit, she was gorgeous. Even I didn't think she was
capable of such an extreme makeover. That average looking white boy I
met so long ago was now a stunning, beautiful white woman whose smoky
seductive eyes could captivate, whose collagen-enriched, full lips were
inviting to the hardest of cocks, and whose hips swayed sensually when
she gracefully walked in her expensive stilettos. There wasn't a detail
I left to chance. Her hands were perfectly manicured, not with garish
fake claws but with an elegant clear polish. She wore a simple diamond
band on the ring finger of her left hand, not as a symbol of our
marriage, but as a symbol of her devotion to me for allowing her to
become the cum hungry whore who dwelt inside her.
I'd invited four of the most hung Black men I knew to her party. They'd
been to a couple of my events before and they knew the deal. They were
to treat the slut as harsh and as rough as they could as long as she
didn't utter her safe word. I'd kept the party attendees a secret, Stacy
didn't know how many or who, she just knew that her asspussy was going to
be truly satisfied for the first time in her life.
Stacy sat at her dressing table, applying the last little bit of her
makeup, her hands shaking. She looked at me through the mirror and said
softly, "Thank you. I feel like I've been freed from a prison of lies
and masquerading. It makes me sick to think of what I used to be. I
know that I'm supposed to be a white bitch for black cocks now, I know
that I was born to be a sissy slut."
Tears were forming in her eyes and I stopped her. "Stop with the
waterworks sweetie, you'll ruin your makeup. Just go out there and make
me proud." She stood up and I made her turn around for me. She was
breathtaking. I applied pressure to her shoulder and she bent forward
for me without me having to ask. I pulled up the hem of her skirt and
bared her pussy. I'd inserted a large, black butt plug in her earlier in
the day and I pulled it out as it made a lewd and nasty plopping sound as
Stacy moaned and wiggled her ass at the empty feeling. Her cunt was
tight and ready. I wiped the excess lube away and finally handed her the
key to the chastity device.
"Here, you do it for me, please. I can't... I'm... You were right all
along. My clitty is worthless and I should be ashamed I ever tried to
use it..." I freed her from her restraints, stroked it softly, and her
clit engorged to its full length immediately, harder, thicker, and longer
than it'd ever been. I turned her towards the full-length mirror and
pulled her skirt up in front of her. We both giggled at the obscene
image of this strikingly beautiful woman with an oversized clit staring
back at us. She pulled on a pair of sexy French-cut, lace panties and
tucked her clit away as she took a deep breath and emerged for her debut
as a dirty, white, pain-pig, tramp.
The reactions of everyone were just as I'd hoped. The fellas almost
couldn't believe that Stacy wasn't a real woman. They kept looking at
her and whispering to each other. Dante pulled me to the side and asked
me if I wasn't trying to play some sort of game on them because there was
no way that could really be a dude. Stacy was disappointed and
deservingly so. She wanted more than four men to use and abuse her body.
She'd learned to take two oversized dildos in her asscunt at the same
time. She could swallow 12 inches of dildo without gagging and I'd
teased her for months about the prospect of having no less than 10 men
fuck her to unconsciousness. She was the most gracious hostess however,
refilling drink glasses, making sure everyone had something to eat,
laughing and mingling and making everyone feel comfortable like only a
real woman could do.
She teased the men, just like I'd taught her to do, bending over and
showing off her ass. Her tits were spilling out of her sexy top and she
made sure to rub crotches whenever she could.
Everyone was waiting for my signal for the real party to begin.
"Gentlemen, I want to thank you so much for coming here tonight. Stacy
is my greatest accomplishment to date. Spank her, fist fuck her, make
her suck your filthy cocks after you fuck her, degrade her in whatever
extreme, base, perverted, disgusting way you can think of. ANYTHING you
can think of, she'll do it and I promise she'll only beg for more.
Without further ado, let the games begin."
The guys started moving furniture around, making space in the living room
for the serious play to begin. Stacy did a sexy and sensual striptease,
more exotic and alluring than any professional could do. I saw a look of
panic in her eyes when it came time to take off her panties. It was in
that moment that he was ashamed of her cock. She wanted to have a real
pussy, a real clit. I looked at her and nodded slightly and told her
with my eyes that it was okay for her to be who she was. She sensed my
reassurance and boldly stepped out of her panties and got on her knees
and waited for whatever sweet torture could be inflicted upon her.
Dante and Rodney pulled out their dicks first and Stacy dove for them,
feeling the smooth, taut skin of their hardening cocks fill her mouth,
tasting their sweet precum. She jerked off one as she sucked the other
and went back and forth, deep throating them and getting them wet with
spit. Rodney grabbed her face and forced her mouth open and spit in it
and shoved his dick balls deep in her throat. He grabbed the back of her
head and fucked her face. Dante pulled her sexy nipples which only made
her hum and moan on the cock in her mouth. Eric wanted in on the action
and he pulled off all his clothes and said, "Let me have some of that."
Always willing to share, the first two backed off and let the other two
have at it. Eric turned around and said, "Come on bitch, nothing more
that I like than a white woman's tongue in my dirty asshole. Lick it
clean." I had no idea how dirty his asshole was in order for it to be
licked clean but it was apparent that Stacy loved the smells and tastes
of whatever his asscrack had to offer. She drove her tongue in deep and
sucked his asshole. I could hear her say, "Mmmm, it tastes so good,"
before her face was surrounded by Eric's sex bubble butt and she went
back to making a feast of his asshole.
Gerald was the last man standing and he wanted in on the action too.
"Come here bitch, I gotta piss and I want you to drink it all." Stacy
whipped around and before she could confirm that she was ready, her mouth
was full of cock. She had been trained well to hold completely still and
wait for that piss and I could see her start to swallow repeatedly as
Gerald moaned out, "Yeah, toilet whore, drink my rank, hot piss." I
could tell when he was finished because he started to fuck her throat
savagely. "Yeah slut, take my black dick."
Things went into overdrive from then on out. All four men had their hard
cocks in her mouth in succession. Occasionally she would have two cocks
in her mouth at the same time but that didn't seem to faze her. While
she was sucking one, she was stroking off two others. They were pinching
her nipples, slapping her tits, taking turns shoving their hard cocks in
her throat. Eric hadn't planned on cumming in her mouth but she was
sucking so hard, licking his balls and working the head of his dick with
her throat that he couldn't help himself. He blasted her mouth with his
salty cum like a real man, pumping his hot jism in her mouth and adding
his spit to the mix before she was made to swallow.
Stacy was in the zone. "Fuck me, somebody please fuck me." She was
pushed down to her knees and Rodney got in position first. He was still
wet from the nasty blowjob and her pussy was leaking lube so he had no
reason to go slow. He rammed his dick in her cunt balls deep. She let
out a moan and lowered he head to the floor and kept her ass in the air
so he could have full access to pound her tight pussy. He grabbed her
hips and started pounding out a steady rhythm like an African drum. Each
stroke, he would pull out to the head and ram every inch deep inside her.
Gerald got in front of her and worked it out so that when he was balls
deep in her mouth, Rodney was pulling out of her tight twat.
Dante was amused. "Man, white boys are fucked up. Look at this fucking
faggot take all that dick and not miss a beat."
Stacy looked up. "Yeah, that's right, I'm a fucking faggot whiteboy that
lives to be used by black men. Breed my sissy cunt, use me, degrade me
for being a perverted white bitch, treat me like a piece of shit. Take
out all your aggression and frustration on my pussy. Just fuck me. FUUUCK
ME."
And that's exactly what they did. One by one, they fucked her like an
animal without care for her pleasure or pain. Every time a cock was
pulled from her freshly fucked shithole she sucked it clean. There
wasn't an occasion in over two hours that she didn't have a cock in her
mouth and her pussy at the same time. The guys held off on cumming until
they couldn't take it anymore. She worked her pussy and they gave her
what she wanted. Her ass was red and sore from being spanked, her tits
were bruised from being grabbed and squeezed. Her nuts were aching and
in pain, desperate for release. The pain inspired her for more. The
more they used her, the more ravenous she became. Gerald unloaded his
nuts her mouth while Dante pumped a load deep in her colon. He grabbed a
plate of Hors D'Oeuvres, dumped them on the floor, and made her squat
over the plate and shit out his cum. Stacy pushed out his cum and took
it a step further and licked his cum from the plate like a sexy kitten
licking milk.
Eric had the most stamina because he'd already cum once so he lay on the
floor and demanded that she ride his jet, black dick. She stood shakily
on her high heels, her legs weakened by the savage fucking she'd endured
for several hours. Still a lady in every sense of the word, and still
beautiful even with her makeup smeared and her hair sweaty, she thought
only of her lover's pleasure first and turned away from him, facing his
feet so that he wouldn't have to be disgusted by looking at her obscene,
aroused pink clitty. I intervened. I leaned in close to her and
whispered in her ear. "You aren't really a woman, you are a pathetic
white boy who needed the pretense of being a woman to realize your nasty
true nature. Don't be afraid to show off your worthless cock now. You
are a filthy, faggot, cocksucking cum-whore who now knows that you are
only fit to please Black men. I destroyed you and recreated you to be
what I wanted, a white sissy bitch. Own who you are, just like I own
you." Somehow, she understood that they were words of empowerment and
she turned to face Gerald and lowered her asspussy on his erection.
She remembered everything I taught her. She worked her pussy and rode
that hard shaft, squeezing it, milking it, and pumping her hips like an
insatiable slut. Eric tried to fuck her so hard he tried to throw her
off. She rode his cock like a cowboy rides a bucking bronco. The room
reeked of sweaty man sex. She kept chanting, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck
me," over and over again.
I could tell that Eric was close and I grabbed Stacy's cock and stroked
it no more than three times and she erupted, shooting hot cum in the air.
It landed on Eric's washboard abs and he was furious. "Bitch, look what
you did! Lick that shit off of me you goddamn homo." For the first time
in the evening, Stacy was given a task she couldn't do. She'd been
reprogrammed to detest the cum of white men. In her head, she wasn't a
white man anymore; she'd truly become a sissy slut, a feminized bitch.
There was something else however that made her repulsed by the thought of
having to lick the cum of what she hated most, a white man. It was in
that moment that she started to cry like a bitch, sobbing uncontrollably
at the request that made her come face to face with her own self-hatred.
"Fuck me some more," she demanded, "give me some more cum." She got on
her knees and pulled open her abused asscheeks to reveal her swollen and
red rosebud. "Come on, fuck me. Pump your hot cum in me, Fuck me. I
need more cum. I need more cocks. I had the guys get dressed and leave
while I attended to Stacy, trying to calm her down until she fell asleep
on the floor, fucked and exhausted.
It's been a week since the party. Stacy has been calling me around the
clock. I've had no choice but to ignore her calls because I'm on to my
next project and this time, at least he's reasonably attractive.
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