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"So what's this?" quizzed Penny my wife as I stepped in the door from
work.
I could have said it's a leather paddle with the word slut picked out in
pointy spikes but the look she was giving me suggested I should not be
flippant.
"It's a new toy.......I was hoping we....." I trailed off because of the
look she gave me.
It was actually intended for solo play since Penny never joined in on my
kinky games. But since she had accidentally opened my mail I thought I
would take the chance to ask her. The look she gave me was not
disgusted, but more like resignation. Being a complete submissive I had
tried for years to get her to be my Mistress but my pleas had fallen on
stony ground. Penny looked at me thoughtfully.
"You know I have never played.....in fact I wish you would be more
normal." She smiled sympathetically.
"I've been looking online recently and there is a psychologist nearby
who deals with your kind of......leanings.....he has lots of rave
reviews from his clients....why don't you give him a call?" The look was
one of....if you love me you will do it.
My heart sank, not only was she not going to play the Mistress role, she
wanted me to change, to become less submissive. Nothing more was said
over the evening but she knew I was thinking about it. As she left for
work the following morning she kissed me on the cheek and gave me his
number. I was not sure how I felt about this, I loved dressing up,
especially maid's uniforms. But when I think about it those days were
followed by weeks of depression and guilt. Perhaps it would be a good
idea to become normal, would I feel better for it? Well there was only
one way to find out, and who knows maybe I would get sex more than twice
a year. I called the psychologists office during my lunch break and was
a little surprised by the sultry voice that answered. It was his
receptionist but she did sound rather sexy, I had a vision of curvy and
blonde. Trying to stay focused I booked an appointment for the following
week.
That evening I told Penny about the appointment and she seemed very
happy. I was hoping that since I had done this for her I would get some
sex but nothing happened.
I arrived for my appointment and found my vision of the receptionist was
not too far off the mark. She was curvy with auburn hair, but it was her
lips that mesmerized me, plump and glossy red, most distracting. She
handed me a form to fill in so instead of ogling her whilst I waited I
had to fill out some quite personal details. The Doctor was slightly
older than me but handsome and his shape suggested he worked out. There
was no leather couch to lie on, I simply sat on a chair opposite him and
he began to ask me questions. We basically went from my childhood to
present day with him taking notes.
"Okay Daniel I would like to try one more thing, I would like to
hypnotize you. It is useful for some patients, and I think it would be
very useful for you. But not all patients can be hypnotized so let's try
a test. Do you consent?"
"Yeah sure doc," I chuckled.
I had seen a hypnotist act a while ago and had not fallen under his
spell, ironically Penny had. Maybe I could get him to turn her into a
Mistress I mused, the thought sounded appealing but not very ethical. Dr
Nick came and sat in front of me and began to speak.
"Close your eyes and listen to my voice......relax....let the tension
flow from your body...."
He did indeed have a rather relaxing voice.
"Start with the top of your head and let it flow down...neck....
shoulders....chest...."
I fell under his spell quite easily.
"Now Daniel I want you to lace your hands together on your lap...."
I did as he said.
"Good now I am going to wake you, when I do you will find that you
cannot unlink your fingers....three...two....one...wake!"
I opened my eyes and felt quite refreshed.
"Did it work?" I asked.
"Yes, that was a good session but I think we need more." He put out his
hand to shake.
However when I tried to move my hand I found they were locked together.
I looked at them dumbfounded.
"Did you..." I trailed off.
Okay so while I was out he glued them together, I looked closely at my
hands but could see nothing, they were not stuck with glue. With a smile
Dr Nick spoke, "Sleep."
My head fell to my chest. I then heard him speaking to me, he asked
questions and I answered. What the questions were and how I answered
them was a complete mystery. All I know is that an hour later I woke
felling refreshed and happy, I did note that he had a rather full set of
notes, and that he had also recorded our conversation.
"Okay Daniel I can certainly work with you...." He smiled a knowing
smile.
"Speak to Ingrid my receptionist and make a booking for next week."
This time we shuck hands and I left with a spring in my step. Perhaps
this was going to work out, were my deep depressions going to be a thing
of the past? Penny was eager to hear about the session so I gave her all
the details excluding ogling Ingrid's tits whilst she made my next
appointment. Hell a man has to have some guilty secrets. The following
week I eagerly arrived for my appointment, this time however there was a
leather couch. Dr Nick ushered me in and was soon sending me into a
trance. After relaxing me to such an extent I felt like I was dreaming
he began his hypnotic suggestion.
"Okay Daniel, you are standing before two doors, one white one red.
Behind the white door is your normal life, work, TV, bed.....vanilla
sex. Behind the red door are all your kinky secrets, all the things you
love to do, cross-dressing, rubber, bondage....all the things that make
you feel alive...."
I began to understand he was splitting up my two halves but it seemed
like he was making the kinky side more appealing!
"Through the white door sex will be missionary only, you will enjoy it
and you will pleasure your wife. If you are asked to do something kinky
you will find it unappealing.....Through the red door you will have no
inhibitions, no limits other than the kinks that do not appeal to you,
otherwise you will act with total abandon....."
I was a little worried, but I could not stop the words from sinking in
and taking effect.
"The white door is where Daniel goes, the red is where Davina goes......
neither can go through the other door...do you understand Daniel?"
"Yes," I murmured.
"Good now when you are awake you will need a trigger...this will allow
you to go through one of the doors....."
I began to see it now, he would only be giving me the trigger for the
white door this gave me a little relief but also I felt sadness. I
realized all my kinks, effectively me because deep down I was a sexual
creature....all this would be locked away....still it was for the best.
It would please Penny and that was my goal in the end, so I steeled
myself.
"So the trigger to get you through the white door is......Vanilla
Daniel..."
Okay I guess this is it, I hope Penny is pleased with the new me.
".....and the trigger to get you through the red is......Kinky Davina."
Wait! Why has he given me a key to the kinky part of me...also how did
he know my sissy name?
I was mulling this over, confused when I heard the words,
".....three.....two.....one....wake."
I woke up refreshed and happy as before, however the sight of Master
Nick.....Dr Nick? shocked me. He was wearing a blue rubber body suit, so
tight his cock bulged suggestively. The smile on his face was not
arrogant more self assured
"Kinky Davina," was all he said.
I slipped from the couch, crawled towards him and knelt at his feet.
"Please may I be your slave Master Nick," I crooned.
It was the strangest feeling I had ever had. I wanted to worship and
adore this man, wanted him to be my Master. Normally my inner self would
have been ashamed, I would second guess my choices, chide myself for
being so pathetic. But not now, now my only thoughts were one of
subservience. My cock was so hard it was painful, I wanted to get it out
and pleasure it, in fact my hand slipped to my crotch and I rubbed as I
waited eagerly for Masters reply.
"To serve me you must prepare," he commanded.
"Yes Master," I intoned.
I heard the door open and Ingrid stepped into the room.
"Sissy Ingrid will prepare you." He smiled.
Getting to my feet I eagerly followed Sissy Ingrid to a nearby room. So
Sissy Ingrid, I wonder if she was one of his previous patients, I longed
to ask but knew Master had not given me permission to talk to her. I
could see in her eyes that she too had total devotion to Master Nick.
As soon as we entered the room I knew there was rubber to be caressed,
touched and worn, the scent hit me straight away and since the limits
were off I hungered to be encased in its tight embrace. So much so that
I hurried over to the table were all the delicious rubber was laid out
begging to be touched. With total abandon I picked up the first item and
held it to my nose drinking in the scent and swooning.
"I know.......isn't the scent of rubber sooooo divine," crooned Ingrid
beside me.
She too was lifting the rubber to her face and rubbing it against her
skin with a look of pure rapture. Somewhat reluctantly she put the
rubber down and selected a certain item, it turned out to be a smoky
grey body suit. She took the rubber from me despite my protestation and
quickly stripped me. She then ushered me into the shower before
lathering me with a white cream. Her ministrations at my rock hard cock
and balls were lingering and had me panting. I could see she wanted more
as indeed I did but as like me she was governed by Master Nicks
instructions she could not fulfill her desire. I could see naked hunger
in her eyes, I wondered if it was mirrored in my own?
After a few minutes my skin started to tingle so I was glad when she
washed me down and I found that all my hair below my neck was gone. This
did not faze me, in fact I reveled in my new hairlessness, I knew the
rubber was going to feel all the better against my skin. I stood
obediently still as Ingrid dried and then powdered my body. Taking the
rubber body suit she slipped in on up to the knee of first one and then
the other leg. It slipped deliciously up my calves and I gasped in
delight. Everything seemed amplified but I realized this was not the
case, what it was, was that there was no doubting voice....no
inhibition....free to be kinky me! Slowly Ingrid rolled the rubber up my
thighs smoothing out the wrinkles as she went but sending me delirious
with frustration. I wanted to be encased in this restricting rubber skin
with all my heart. She pulled the rubber up to my crotch and stopped.
Taking a six inch black butt plug she proceeded to coat it with
lubricant. I noticed as she did that it had a band of silver round the
stem and at the very tip, with a thrill of excitement I realized it was
an electro stimulator butt plug. My mouth watered at the thought of
where it was going and I obediently bent and touched my toes to feel
Ingrid slip it inside. I shivered and sighed at its weighty feel and my
cock throbbed. To my delight Ingrid took hold of my cock, but only to
hold it straight up my body whilst she smoothed the rubber suit up to my
stomach. I was expecting.....hoping for some breast forms but she simply
smoothed the rubber up over my chest allowing me to slip my arms into
the cool embrace and finally up to my neck.
I have to say at this point that whilst all this was being done I was
standing before a full length mirror, so I was also being thrilled by my
own rubber transformation. Ingrid took a rubber hood of the same smoky
gray and fitted it over my head, tucking it into the neck and thus
sealing me completely in rubber. My cock twitched in its tight confines
as my pussy muscled twitched around the black intruder....it all felt oh
so delicious and pretty much blew my mind. The hood had holes for my
eyes and the mouth which had painted on lips in a cute pink bow but had
a small opening. Tentatively I put my tongue against it and found to my
surprise it easily slipped through, the rubber being somewhat more
elastic than the rest of the hood.
Ingrid smiled as I effectively stuck my tongue out at her, in response
she pushed two fingers into my mouth. Automatically I licked the
intruders finding them slightly salty with sweat, what I did realize
though with a thrill was how easily my mouth could be used! The hair was
also painted on in a bob style and the finishing touch was a white
rubber maid's cap, the band sitting on the fringe line of the painted on
hair. I thrilled at the sight of the maid's cap knowing exactly what I
was going to become.
The next item was a glossy black rubber cat suit with arms. Ingrid held
it for me to step into and then pulled it up my legs. I did not get the
same delicious feeling of slipping into the first suit but reveled in
the fact that this was yet another layer of rubber! As Ingrid pulled the
suit up to my crotch I realized there was quite a pouch there, this she
fitted snugly over my rock hard cock. Once again I was not fitted with
tits much to my disappointment, I dearly wanted to look like the rubber
doll I dreamed of. Ingrid once again helped me fit my arms into the suit
and then sealed it at the neck. The next item was a heavily boned white
rubber corset, she wrapped it around my body getting me to hold it in
place until she had tightened it sufficiently for it to stay in place.
She did not however stop there, in fact she only stopped when I had a
waist half its original size! I was panting for breath, yes because it
was so tight, but also because I was gazing at my hour glass figure
reflected in the mirror. A black rubber pleated skirt was next, it was
however so micro short that it did not cover anything. Added to the
shortness was the fact that it was wired so that it flared out almost
horizontally around my body. I flexed my knees and giggled as it bounced
up and down around me. Ingrid smiled a knowing smile and had me
carefully sit so as not to squash the skirt, in fact she instructed me
on how to flip it out of the way when I knelt. I got the feeling I would
be doing a lot of subservient kneeling and a shiver went down my spine.
Before I sat again Ingrid fitted a black rubber suspender belt under my
skirt allowing the straps to dangle down my legs.
"Stockings.....I love the feeling of suspenders and stockings," I mused.
I was at the moment going through a real sensory overload that was
almost blowing my mind. I felt like the slightest touch of my cock would
send me over the edge to a mind blowing sissygasm. At the back of my
head I wondered where these terms were coming from....sissy clit...sissy
pussy....sissygasm! But it did not seem to matter, they were all terms I
used for myself and felt guilty about.....well not at this moment in
time....they seemed just right.
Once sat Ingrid rolled a pair of white rubber stocking up my rubber clad
legs. The tops had a band of black rubber that she attached to the
suspender belt pulling them taught. The final items where a pair of
shiny black patent leather shoes....with six inch heels and ankle straps
to securely bind them to my feet, locked in place with a shiny heart
shaped padlock I noticed. So with a helping hand I came tottering to my
feet to gaze at my finished reflection. My breath caught in my throat at
the rubber maid standing there, it was all my wildest dreams come true!
Ingrid stood in front of me a small compact in her hand, she then
proceeded to apply makeup to my eyes. Once finished I was once again
allowed to gaze into the mirror. The eye shadow was fairly light which
contrasted with the dark K?ln around my eyes making the mascara
lengthened eyelashes seem even longer....all in all very sultry. I was
left gazing at myself spellbound with lust all my wildest fantasies
buzzing around my head. What was so wonderful was the fact I knew I was
going to get to play a lot of them out. As I was gazing and dreaming I
watched Ingrid undress. Naked I saw that she was indeed a man to my
surprise, although she did have very real and very pert tits and a rock
hard ten inch cock! She caught my gaze and must have understood my
thoughts
"No I'm not one of Master Nicks patients......I'm his partner." She
winked.
"Thanks to Master Nick I get to play out.... oh so many of my
fantasies....you will too....but unlike me you can't help yourself." She
smiled.
She put on exactly the same outfit as I had on save that there was no
butt plug or pouch, just a zip to access her shecock. Stepping to the
door she commanded, "Come," and I obediently followed.
I followed her eagerly back to Master Nick wondering if he would approve
of my new appearance. When we return to his office we found him lounging
on the leather couch.
"Ah much more suitable for your new role in life....." he quipped.
"Although there is one more item to seal your obedience," he grinned
flourishing a collar.
He held it so that I could see exactly what was written on it.
"SLAVE"
A shiver went down my spine as I automatically knelt before him and
accepted the collar realizing that I was now his property.
"Make me a drink..." he ordered pointing to a bar in the corner.
Dutifully I moved to the bar and prepared his favorite drink, but for
the life of me I did not know how I knew it. Over my shoulder I heard
him command Ingrid.
"Between my legs slut."
I shivered at this command and wished it were me. Turning with Masters
drink on a tray I was confronted with Ingrid kneeling on the end of the
couch lapping at Masters rampant cock through the rubber, it was already
glistening and slick with her eager ministrations. I swayed seductively
to him hoping to draw his attention and thus be allowed to do what
Ingrid was doing. He smiled a knowing smile as he took his drink leaving
me standing frustrated beside the couch. I watch my mouth watering as
she lapped at his cock, watched it pulse slightly under her tongue,
still covered in a layer of blue rubber. Ingrid was fairly mewling in
frustration at not being able to get to the flesh beneath and I felt her
frustration. With a deep satisfied sigh Master commanded, "Release me."
Ingrid's fingers eagerly searched for the cleverly concealed zip just
above is crotch. I must admit even as close as I was I had difficulty
seeing it. Once she had it though she carefully unzipped him to under
his ass. My thoughts wondered to the tight musky hole there and the
thought of worshiping it had my heart hammering and my cock throbbing
fit to burst. This thought was interrupted by the sight of his rock hard
twelve inch cock springing into view. It was cut and the bulbous head
was slick and glistening with his pre-cum. I so much wanted to get on my
knees and taste him, so much so I let out a groan of passion. Opening
his legs wider he ordered me to kneel beside the couch, he then ordered
Ingrid to the other side. With a knowing smile he growled, "Enough to
share girls.....worship my cock."
A humiliating thrill coursed through me at being called a girl, but the
command to taste Masters cock doubled the thrill. I have never touched
another man's cock before and this thought was in the back of my mind.
However I have always been curious, now with reckless abandon I was
going to give in to that craving. I was just steeling myself for this
new experience when the plug in my sissy pussy came to life. I yelped at
the sudden thrill looking up at Master. A wicked grin lit his face as he
played with a remote control. It felt to all intent as if the plug was
fucking me, but I knew it was just my muscles contracting to the tiny
electric shocks. The pace increased slightly and I groaned my pleasure
as it did, humping the air. Ingrid and I stared across at each other the
lust reflected backwards and forwards between us. Then as if by mutual
consent we lent in and lapped eagerly at his balls our passions
mounting, mine doubled by the butt plug. The taste was salty from his
sweat....but musky from his manliness....at this point I realized he was
so much more of a man than I would ever be. He had two sissies fawning
over his cock, begging to be his fuck toys.....of course he was all man!
Our ministrations led us up to the glistening head where we lapped at
the sticky juices eliciting a pleasured gasp from him. His taste filled
me and I shivered at its potency...even his pre-cum was deliciously
manly. I moaned wanting more and between us we sucked on the head our
lips meeting our tongues licking each others.
"Okay Ingrid since you have done this many times I want you to worship
my ass, Davina you will have the pleasure of my cock," he commanded.
If Ingrid was displeased with me getting his cock she showed no sign. In
fact she eagerly shuffled off the couch allowing Master to rise up onto
his knees. I watched her move behind him, heard the zipper opening
obviously now allowing better access to his ass. Then I saw her chin
beneath his balls as she eagerly tongued his puckered hole, my mouth
watered at the thought of such a debasing act....but still I had his
cock. I noticed her hand slip beneath her and assumed she was releasing
her own shecock from its rubber confines to pleasure herself. I looked
up at Master to see a look of lust and confidence on his face. I bent
and allowed the bulbous head to push through the aperture at my lips. He
slipped in easily and I tasted him and most importantly felt him for the
first time.....my first cock. The head was spongy and oh so hot, I could
feel the blood throbbing inside it. I swirled my tongue around it
causing him to growl with pleasure.
"My, my you are such a good cock sucker....and all I had to do was
remove you inhibitions....we should all try it," he crooned.
Glowing with his sighs of pleasure in my ears I tried to take as much of
him as I could but to my dismay I found I could only take around half. I
grunted my dismay trying but failing to overcome the gag reflex.
"Hush girl....I will help you....but for now be content," he soothed.
I knew he would, and that made me all the more dependent on him. I
needed him to teach me to take the whole length. So that I could take
the whole of his monster cock and pleasure him fully. My only desire now
was to pleasure him. This was not a new feeling nor a hidden one, I
always reveled in giving pleasure over receiving...and had all my life,
perhaps that was part of my submissive physique? Slowly I pleasured the
top half of his cock whilst stroking the lower half. I could hear Ingrid
lapping away at his puckered hole and groaning with utter abandon, I
realize I was mirroring her, growling in my throat as I sucked Masters
monster cock. I almost choked on his cock when I felt the pouch over my
clit come to life, the vibrations sending thrills of joy along my clit
and doubling my cries of passion! Soon his hips began to thrust back
against my ministrations and I realised he was close to cumming. I
increased my stroking but drew slightly off his cock wanting to take his
manly seed in my mouth and revel in the taste.
Like a true Master, he orchestrated all our orgasms, the butt plug
pulses became stronger, the vibrations faster. It was all I could do to
stay conscious, drawing in breath when I could. My heart was hammering
and my clit was throbbing fit to bust, my sissy pussy throbbing with
delight from the butt plug simulation! I heard him grunt and his cock
head swelled whilst his balls clenched, Ingrid screamed her delight as
her climax overcame her and I joined her, gargling my pleasure around
Masters pulsing cock. I shot my sissy juices into my rubber knickers
surprised at the amount, feeling it pool around my sissy cherries. At
the same time hot sticky spunk was filling my mouth. I was surprised at
how blazingly hot it was! Metallic, salty, manly, it filled my senses
as it filled my mouth to bursting. I swallowed greedily taking one...the
two....then a third mouth full. I marveled at the copious amount of
spunk but then he was a real man and not a pathetic sissy like me. I
shivered in the knowledge that it would have taken me days to produce
such an amount, and no way would it have been so potent. Master spoke as
I sucked the last spurts of seed from his wilting cock.
"Don't swallow," he ordered.
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