My Sissy Schedule
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My Daily Sissy Schedule
I met Daddy online a little more than a year ago. He lives about five
hours away from me, but promised that despite the distance, he could
help me become the perfect sissy slut if only I would agree to follow
his schedule for me. I readily agreed, and started down the path to
becoming his perfect sissy whore.
Here's a peak at my sissy schedule, just in case there are any other
sissies out there looking to add a regimen to their life.
I wake up every morning at 4:30am. It's not an easy thing for me to do
as I am certainly not a morning person, but I get up because that's what
my Daddy demands. As a good sissy slut, I always do whatever my Daddy
wants.
My Lil Rooster alarm clock starts to buzz in my panties every morning at
4:30. I usually let it vibrate for a moment or two, enjoying the
sensation of my sissy clitty trying to get hard in its chastity cage.
It's a frustrating and fruitless sensation, but a great way to ease into
the very long day ahead.
After a few minutes I get out of bed and stumble to my bathroom. It's
time to get cleaned out because nobody wants to use a dirty sissy.
Heaven know that some of the hard cocks that I will be servicing during
the day will travel from my ass to my mouth, so it's in my best interest
to make sure that my sissy pussy is always squeaky clean.
I'm generally not quite awake while I fill up my enema bottle with hot,
soapy water. Standing in the tub, I pop out my butt plug and insert the
enema nozzle. I proceed to chant my morning sissy mantra ten times while
the water flows into me. My morning mantra is taped to my bathroom
mirror, but I've memorized it by now, so I stand there in the dark while
I fill my bowels and chant.
"I am a sissy slut," I say. "I am daddy's obedient little sissy whore. I
live to please daddy. I live to please daddy's friends and anybody who
wants to feed me his big hard cock and yummy cum. I am a sissy cum dump.
I am always ready to suck any hard cocks. I am always ready to be fucked
by any hard cocks. I am always ready to swallow lots and lots of yummy
cummy. I am a sissy cum dump. That is what sissy cum dumps do."
"I will keep myself clean and ready to serve Daddy and his friends at
all times. I will keep myself caged and plugged and ready to serve any
hard cock at a moment's notice. I will keep myself physically and
mentally prepared to prove that I am the best sissy slut I can be."
"This is my choice. This is my fantasy. This is my deepest desire, and I
will thank Daddy every day for making be the best sissy slut that I can
be."
I chant this ten times--occasionally more if I lose count. Like I said,
I'm still half asleep at this time of the day. Then I move to the toilet
and proceed to expel everything. I'm not required to keep chanting, but
I'm on auto pilot and usually keep repeating my mantra.
When I'm finally cleaned out, I go and retrieve my cell phone. Daddy
always sends me a text during the night--it's meant to be my daily sissy
motivation--giving me a hint about what's about to happen to me during
the day. Not that I need to know. As a good sissy slut, I will always
obey Daddy's orders without question.
Still, Daddy likes to get me excited for the day, and so he usually
gives me a tease. Something along the lines of "Keep your electric butt
plug handy today in case I want to send you a remote shock during your
meeting today." He always tells me what color panties I am to wear, and
finally, he sends me a word of the day.
It's usually something like "Sissy" or "Whore." But occasionally it's
something mundane like "Zucchini." I write the word of the day along
with today's date on a pink post it note. I then put on the panties that
daddy has selected for me, as well as a matching bra. I stick the post
it note onto my body and take a quick selfie. Finally, I text the
picture to Daddy along with a quick message of thanks for his help in
turning me into the perfect sissy slut.
While I am there, I step on the bathroom scale and take a picture that
shows my painted toenails along with my weight. Daddy is forcing me to
lose weight to get into "sissy fighting shape," as he calls it. I've
already lost more than 50lbs! I started at 207 and am hovering around
150 now. Daddy has set my goal at 120lbs and I'm doing everything I can
do to drop these final 30lbs.
After I text off my two morning pictures I stumble to my kitchen and
unlock my back door. Then I trudge into the living room. I keep a
leather hood there, which I quickly lock into place. The hood has tiny
speakers in the sides. I push play on my morning playlist, which plays
soft, soothing music while I hear myself chanting my sissy mantra
quietly over the recording.
I handcuff my hands behind my back and kneel down with my head resting
on the couch. It only takes a few minutes before I fall back asleep. I
will stay here until 7:15am when my alarm goes off and I get up to go
get ready for work. For what it's worth, my morning alarm is an audio
recording of me moaning loudly while I am being spit roasted by two men.
After a minute or so of my moans, I start to scream out that "I am a
sissy cum dump! I am daddy's little sissy whore!" I repeat this several
times on the audio file. It always wakes me right up and gives me the
perfect start to the day.
Of course, I may have skipped a step here. The reason that I am kneeling
in my living room and handcuffed is because Daddy has some friends who
like to stop by to use a sissy on their way to work. For whatever
reason, they never say anything. They simply walk in and shove their
cocks into my waiting mouth or ass.
I moan quietly as they use me--I think the idea is that I'm supposed to
be asleep and dreaming of cock. This is certainly better than any dream
I might have.
I never know how many men will be stopping by. There are usually a
couple of men who stop by to feed me my morning sausage and cream
breakfast. There are some sad days when nobody disturbs my sleep. Then
again, there was one day when six guys showed up all around 6:30 and I
had to scramble to please them all so that I could get to work on time.
No matter who stops by, I am expected to serve them all like the sissy
cum dump that I am. Nothing wakes me up faster than a mouth full of
cock--although I do have one man who seems to get off on the idea of
slipping his cock into my sissy pussy without waking me. I think that he
wants to fuck me so gently that I think it's all part of my dream. Most
of the men aren't that nice. They fuck me hard, making me certain that I
am nothing but a sissy whore that they will use for their pleasure.
The one thing that they all have in common is Daddy's insistence that he
get's photographic proof that I am being a good sissy slut. These men
all know the pass code to my cell phone, and they always put the post it
note on my body and take a picture of my mouth or ass stuffed full of
their cocks or splattered with their cum.
These pictures will be sent off to Daddy, who will post them to my sissy
Tumblr page. I've never seen my Tumblr. Daddy manages the page, and it's
filled with thousands of pictures of me being a good sissy slut for
Daddy and his friends.
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work I go. At 7:15, I break out the nail
polish remover and head off to take a shower and do a quick shave. It's
always cold water because Daddy says that sissies don't deserve hot
water unless they are in the shower pleasing a man.
I quickly clean myself up and get dressed. I roll up some silky
stockings, which I attach to my garter belt. The panties go back on and
I put in one of my butt plugs. I wear a silky camisole under my clothes
during the summer. In winter months, Daddy makes me wear a bra under my
jacket or sweater.
Actually, with the hormones that I'm taking, it probably won't be too
long before I have to start wearing a bra at all times. I'm just a B cup
now, but my mom and my sisters are all D cups, so Daddy thinks that I
will get somewhere close to their size. If not, he promises to take me
in for breast implants, but that's something to think about in the
future.
I grab my breakfast as I head out the door. A slice of toast with a
little jelly, a cup of coffee and my morning sissy pills. 625mg of
Premarin, 2mg of Estrofem, plus Ovestin and Spironolactone. That, plus a
baby aspirin and a multi-vitamin for good measure.
Then I rush off to work in order to get there by 8am. I get into my
office, log in and immediately take off my shoes and socks. It's time
for another picture. I keep a pair of strappy sandals in my desk drawer
and Daddy wants to see my pretty painted toenails peaking out through my
stockings in my feminine sandals. I wear this all morning, hidden behind
my desk while I do my work.
The only time I'm allowed to put my boring boy shoes back on is when
Daddy or one of his friends sends me a text demanding proof that I am
being a good sissy. At this point I will rush to the restroom and step
into one of the stalls. I keep a suction cup mounted dildo at work, and
so I stick it to the wall and send a picture or two of me bouncing back
and forth on the dildo. Or course the post it note has to be clearly
visible in all the shots, or else it doesn't count.
I suppose that I should explain. Daddy has given me certain sissy goals
that I must meet. We go over my progress on the first Sunday of every
month. Did I lose 5lbs this past month and keep it off? Did I write in
my sissy dairy each and every day? Did I do my sissy hypnosis training?
Most importantly, did I serve Daddy and his friends like the perfect
sissy cum dump?
At first I was tasked with serving 50 cocks each month. That's 50
pictures of me stuffed full of cock and acting like the perfect sissy
whore. At first I didn't know how I would ever fulfill this sissy goal,
especially as any man who was unsatisfied with my performance could just
decide to not take a picture of me. That meant that his cock wouldn't
count toward my monthly sissy goals.
In addition to this, any time I failed to comply with any request, I
will get demerits. Cocks are deleted from my total. That means that the
first few months while I was in training, I actually needed to serve
closer to 80 men in order to meet my sissy goal.
I drive to see Daddy on the first Sunday of every month. Whenever I
missed my goal, daddy put me across his lap and spanked me 50 times, all
while I cried and promised to be a better sissy slut next month. He
always laughed at the end and said that he believes me. Then he shoves
his cock into my burning ass pussy and gives me "fuck number one" of the
new month.
It took five months for me to finally hit my sissy goal. Daddy
congratulated me and unlocked me from my chastity. Despite the hormones,
my sissy clitty sprang to life. Daddy put me on my knees and roughly
jerked me off while he plowed into me from behind. I came after only a
minute or so. Daddy caught it in his had and had me lick him clean while
he continued to breed me like his perfect sissy cum slut.
While I was panting in recovery, daddy pulled out a new chastity device.
I'd been locked in a Mature Metal Jailbird. This new cage was much
smaller and came with a urethral insert. What's more, Daddy had splurged
on the pointed metal spike insert ring.
He put me on my back and had me lick his ass and balls while he locked
me in my new cage. Then he put me over his lap and proceeded to spank
me, explaining that he loved giving my ass a good spanking. I was being
punished for having fulfilled my sissy goals and thus denying him this
pleasure.
As further punishment, my sissy goals were increased. Demerits were
doubled, and twenty-five cocks were added to my monthly tally. I would
now need to service 75 cocks each month! I knew that I would be punished
if I failed, but I also knew that success meant that the monthly count
would then increase to 100 cocks.
For what it's worth, I now struggle to serve 150 cocks each and every
month. It's been almost eight months since my last sissygasm. Daddy just
laughs at my frustration, and has started offering to castrate me in
order to relieve my suffering.
I'm thinking about begging him to cut my balls off. Isn't that what a
good sissy cum dump would do?
Back to work. Sometime around 11:45 I get a text telling me how I will
be spending my lunch hour. If it's sunny, I will probably put on my
bikini and go work on my tan in my back yard. I have some stick on
letters that I put between my tits, so while I'm turning a sexy golden
brown, there are bright white patches that spell out "cock slut" for all
to see.
I may also spend my time indoors, performing in front of my webcam. I
keep a suction cup dildo mounted on my wall. I also have a fucking
machine. I get down on all fours and start bobbing back and forth on the
dildo while the fucking machine plows me from behind. This is all
captured on my webcam, and I always get a special thrill when I hear the
beep of somebody who is now viewing my feed. I have no idea who any of
these men are.
Recently, Daddy has been sending me sissy hypnosis web links. Some days
I will spend my lunch hour bouncing up and down on a dildo while I watch
these sissy hypno files. I'm always amazed at how quickly I go into a
trance state while watching these videos. I'm frequently so zoned out
that I'm startled when men walk into the room and start feeding me my
lunch cum.
No matter if I'm out working on my tan or inside bouncing on a dildo, I
can count on at least one man stopping by to fill me up with the real
thing. They frequently show up wearing masks, as they know that my web
cam is broadcasting everything.
The masks allow them to express some of their kinkier desires. Yes, they
always fuck me or force to suck them off, but I can't tell you how many
times my lunch session has ended with me being showered with multiple
streams of piss. Some of my kinkiest electro sex and breath play
experiences have happened during these quick lunch breaks.
I frequently head back to work with legs that are shaky and my breath
reeking of cum. I also head back with a bigger butt plug. Daddy tells me
that he is determined to have me open and gaping every single day so
that I get to the point where I have to be plugged or diapered from here
on out. So far that hasn't happened, but I keep receiving larger and
larger plugs in the mail. I can't believe that they fit into my sissy
pussy, but they always do.
Back to work. I take a frozen lunch back to work with me (320 calories,
max) and eat it at my desk. I struggle to concentrate on work. I rub my
stocking clad legs together in ecstasy. Add that to the plug that's
stretching my pussy and the hard steel cage that keeps my clitty from
expanding, and it's little wonder that I spend most afternoons in sexual
frustration.
If that's not enough, I repeat another sissy mantra while I struggle to
do the numbers on my computer. This mantra changes each week, but it
always begins with an induction that puts me into a bit of a trance
state and makes me open to accept the words that I repeat in a low voice
in my office.
"I am a sissy slut," I read. "I am an obedient sissy slut. I am at my
best when horny men are using me as their sissy cum dump. I only exist
to be a set of hot holes that will coax men into filling me full of
their cocks and cum. IF am not fulfilled unless I am filled by several
cocks each and every day. "
"I am willing to do anything that any man desires in order to earn the
gift of his cock. Daddy will keep me safe, so I have no worries about
complying with every request from the men that I serve."
"Nothing is too kinky. Nothing is too humiliating. "Nothing is out of
bounds for a sissy cum dump. My only purpose in life is to give men
pleasure and make them cum. I know I have succeeded when my tummy and
pussy are filled with cum. I know that I have failed if I ever go more
than a few hours without kneeling in front of a hard cock."
"I vow to never fail. I vow to be Daddy's perfect sissy cum slut."
I repeat this over and over again, under my breath of course. It makes
me so horny, thinking that this mantra has become the guiding force in
my life. 5pm can't come soon enough. Once again, I'm never quite sure
who I will be spending my evenings with. I know that Daddy will text me
and tell me what to do. Whatever it is, I will willingly submit, because
that's what sissy cum dumps do. And I am "Daddy's perfect sissy cum
dump."
Horny and throbbing in my cage, I shut everything down and head home
from work at 5pm. Most days I just get in my car, shimmy out of my pants
and drive home wearing nothing but my panties, stocking and heels.
Naturally I send Daddy a picture of this during the commute home. I
struggle to concentrate on the road ahead of me.
Once I get home, I change out of my work clothes and head to the
bathroom for a shave and a shower. Facial stubble always means demerits,
so I always shave my face twice each day. Three times a week I draw a
bubble bath and do a complete body shave.
When I'm through with my shower (cold, once again) I get dressed up in
my sexiest outfits. Daddy will frequently tell me how he wants to see me
dressed. He knows about all of the clothes in my closet, and frequently
sends over outfit suggestions that he wants me to model for him.
I get dressed in my sexiest outfits, do my makeup, paint my nails and
douse myself in perfume. I make myself a small salad. I put on my corset
and cinch it up as tightly as I can (my evening callers will help me
tighten it later when they show up).
I used to watch the nightly news at this time, but Daddy says that I
don't need to worry my pretty head about such things, so now I go to my
computer and work on my sissy hypnosis.
Several months ago, Daddy hired a man to hypnotize me. Apparently he has
very kinky video that he will send to my work, friends and family if I
should ever waiver in my commitment to becoming Daddy's perfect sissy
cum dump. I;m not worried. There's no chance of that ever happening.
The hypnotist recorded an induction, so it's no problem to put myself
into a trance every day as I start watching my sissy hypnos. Daddy and
his friends have emailed me suggested files to watch. I never quite know
what to expect. They videos usually reinforce my desire to be the
perfect sissy cock slut, but occasionally I'll find myself watching
something that is pushing me toward darker activities.
Thanks to the induction file, I am always open to these suggestions. I
don't know if I've always wanted to be a castrated sissy whore, working
the streets in order to earn enough money for breast implants and sissy
facial surgeries, but after watching these sissy hypno files for a few
hours each and every night, that is certainly what I am dreaming about
right now.
Lately I have been watching videos where a sissy slut is mounted and
knotted by large dogs. That had never occurred to me before. Now, it's
all that I dream about, and I dearly hope that Daddy has something
special in mind for me in the very near future. I know that this is the
hypno speaking, but I am desperate to become a bitch for somebody very
soon.
I usually watch these hypnos until around 7pm when the first of my
evening callers stop by. There's no discernable pattern to these sissy
play dates. No matter--I have never failed to service at least three men
each evening, and this is when I most often find myself spit roasted or
down on my knees servicing a line of hard and horny cocks.
This is also when I am most frequently treated to some extreme bondage
scenarios. I have one man who just loves to show up with a roll of duct
tape. He mummifies me tightly, leaving gaps only for my ass, titties and
mouth. He fucks me, fills me full of his delicious cum, takes a picture
and leaves me there, writhing helplessly on the floor.
Somebody always stops by to free me, although I'm sure that there will
come a day when I will be stuck like this all night long. It doesn't
matter to me. I am nothing but a sissy cum dump, after all. If a man
needs me to be tied up tight in order for him to get horny enough to use
me, then it is my pleasure to do so in order to receive the gift of his
cock and cum.
There are usually 3-4 guys who stop by, and I spend my evenings
servicing them all. Each one has his own particular brand of kink, and I
am always happy to comply with his demands. I am always willing to do
whatever they desire, because it's the right thing for a sissy slut to
do, but also because it will earn me pictures that will prove to Daddy
that I am being his perfect sissy slut.
I used to try and keep track of all the men that I served on a daily
basis, but it was proving too hard for a silly little sissy like me. I
think I was at 30 men when I stopped counting. Daddy tells me that I
shouldn't try and think about complicated things like that. He got a
smile on his face when he said that maybe I needed to start watching
some bimbofication videos that would dumb me down until I couldn't think
of anything but being a pretty sissy and serving lots and lots and lots
of hard cocks every day.
I don't think that I wanted this to happen at the time he mentioned it,
but I certainly do now. I guess that means that I have been watching the
bimbo hypno files, I don't remember doing so. That's all right. Bimbo
sissy sluts don't need to remember these things, just as long as they
always look sexy for their Masters and their friends. And their friend's
dogs.
Gawd, that one is really starting to take hold.
I usually end my day by going to bed at 11pm. I have a system where I
can tie myself up, spread eagle in bed for the night. I can only get the
ropes so tight, but I know that there will be somebody who will stop by
and tie me up tighter so that I can drift off to sissy slumber land
while I am tightly bound up in bed.
I am always gagged, blindfolded and tied up tightly when I fall asleep.
I keep my sissy hypnosis porn files playing in my ears so that I get to
enjoy some very sexy sissy dreams. The sissy hypno training also makes
me a better sissy slut, which means that I will be able to earn more
cocks and cum. That is the point of all of this, after all.
As I said, there are generally a few men who will stop by, use my mouth
or sissy pussy, then tie me back up for the night. I drift off to sleep
stretched out and filled full of cum. I smile as I recount how many men
I serviced during the day, and tell myself that I'll have to work even
harder tomorrow in order to make Daddy happy.
After all, "I am a sissy slut," I murmur as I drift off to sleep. "I am
an obedient sissy slut. I am at my best when horny men are using me as
their sissy cum dump. I only exist to be a set of hot holes that will
coax men into filling me full of their cocks and cum. IF am not
fulfilled unless I am filled by several cocks each and every day. "
"I am willing to do anything that any man desires in order to earn the
gift of his cock. Daddy will keep me safe, so I have no worries about
complying with every request from the men that I serve."
"Nothing is too kinky. Nothing is too humiliating. "Nothing is out of
bounds for a sissy cum dump. My only purpose in life is to give men
pleasure and make them cum. I know I have succeeded when my tummy and
pussy are filled with cum. I know that I have failed if I ever go more
than a few hours without kneeling in front of a hard cock."
"I vow to never fail. I vow to be Daddy's perfect sissy cum slut."
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