Taking the Plunge with Daddy Book 2 Part 1
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I entered the big hotel suite bathroom and closed the door behind me,
my arms full of the clothes and heels that Daddy and ordered me to put
on next. I took a deep long breath and felt my chest expand and
relax...and realized I had a little stomach ache. It must be from
Daddy's delicious cum. That was the first time I had ever swallowed
another man's cum - I had tried mine a few times watching the hypnos
and all that, but never really did it before, not a big mouthful. Wow,
his scent was overpowering my mouth and nose...and knowing I had so
much of his cum inside me was very psychological - I mean, i did it, I
really did it. Is it changing me yet, like the sissy writings said?
Feminizing me? What exactly is going to happen, I thought.
The outfit I was holding was a skin tight shiny metallic pink/purple
minidress that barely covered the bottom of my ass, with a bright
purplish lo-rise thong to wear under it. The heels were 7 inch pink
crushed velvet platform sandals with a gold stiletto heel, pure
stripper wear. And matching neon pink garter leg wraps that went up to
my thighs in that slutty open criss cross pattern, you know the one. I
placed the outfit down on the counter with the heels under them and
stared at it....I can't believe I dreamed this up, I thought, and now
it's real...I needed to check in with reality so I took a few steps
towards the dressing mirror and looked at myself.
What I saw shook me...it was me...but it wasn't me, at least not the
old me...there was a used whore staring back at me...mascara smeared
and streaked down my cheeks, lipstick almost all gone, just a shadow of
what it was before...eyes a little bloodshot...hair a tangled mess...my
black mesh minidress was ripped in a few places, and one fishnet thigh
high was almost down to my knee...oh my god..I thought. I placed a
hand over my stomach, doing a few flips as Daddy's cum was the only
thing I had eaten in about 24 hours...
As I stared at myself, I felt the man coming back, I mean the man
inside of me...he said 'What are you doing? Are you sure about this?'
As I stared into my reflection taking in the slutty cocksucking mess
that I was, I said aloud in my real voice, Trisha's obedient femme
voice, "I'm sure I'm sure...now please shut the fuck up till I'm done."
And I gasped at my own brazenness realizing that I was not about to
stop, I couldn't stop now, no way.
Suddenly a sharp knock on the door slammed me back into reality. It
opened slightly and I heard Daddy's powerful voice. "Come here,
Trisha." I strutted to the door just slightly ajar, still in my heels
and Daddy said, "Here bitch, make sure you don't pass out."
He handed me a cold bottle of water from the minibar, and another
scotch and coke that he had made for me. He never tried to come in the
bathroom, granting me the privacy of a man letting his woman make
herself up for him. I cannot tell you the feeling of gratitude that
swept over me....all the obedience and slapping and orders and
punishment and....Daddy cares? Daddy is making sure I'm like hydrated
and ok, and that I'll be ok in his dominating hands....I was afraid to
answer him, as I remembered one of his rules was that I am never to
speak unless asked a question. I took the drinks and he said from
behind the door in a demanding sing-song voice "What..do...you...say...
cunt?"
"Thank you, thank you, Daddy!" I responded immediately and felt my
little clitty jump again in the cage....it was the first time he called
me that, and I have to admit, I loved it. I really really loved it.
"Brush your teeth too" he said and he pulled the door shut. I tried to
listen for a second to what he was doing, but those hotel bathrooms are
like sound proof so no luck. I went back to the mirror and thought,
what first? I should shower, yes yes...I should shower for Daddy, he
said take as much time as I need, so I stripped off everything down to
my cage and pink jeweled plug. I shook out the wig and didn't see any
cum in there, it should be fine, making sure I got all the bobby pins
out. Omg, I said glancing at my naked boy body in the mirror - don't
look, don't look, I said to myself as I turned the shower on.
It felt like the first shower I had ever taken; I guess it was Trisha's
first shower. After being femmed so hard, and used and totally in the
moment with Daddy, feeling my hairless smooth body was a new
experience. I realized that I had always showered like a man...you
know..crotch, ass, under arms, and a little chest and legs and out.
But now I was caressing myself, my body felt like a sissies body and it
was, my ass was not my ass, it was Daddy's ass and I wanted him to want
it. My legs felt longer and thinner, my nipples were sensitive,
everything had changed. I realized, as I soaped myself up with the
scented, expensive hotel body wash, that this was everything I wanted
and I needed....just go with it, let it be, I thought, and I did,
enjoying my softness and smoothness like never before. I whispered to
myself over and over in the shower, "I give myself to Daddy, I give
myself to Daddy, I give myself to Daddy"......
After I had dried off in silence, and brushed my teeth which made me a
little sad to not have Daddy's cum taste filling me, then taking sips
from the water bottle and the drink, I looked at my new outfit and
suddenly remembered my little sissy pussy which had been holding the
plug since I first got there. I reached back and touched it and
thought...Is Daddy going to use my hole tonight? I don't know, maybe
he'll make me wait, I don't know..I don't even think I could fit him
inside me...I looked in the mirror and said out loud, "It's not up you,
whore, is it?" Oh wow, I thought..it's really not up to me, and I
don't want it to be up to me anymore...Ok get dressed slut, I thought
and I started.
First I put on the tight pinkish/purple thong and pulled it up tight
between my cheeks, turning to make sure it sat right and surprised at
how little fabric it takes to turn a boy's ass into a slut's ass. Then
the pink garter leg wraps that are surprisingly hard to put on and get
the criss-crosses right, but what a look when they are up..I had to
have the heels on next, so I put them on fastening the clasps and
staring down at my completely slutty looking bottom half...oh got it's
so fucking hot, I thought...if I had been wearing this at home I
probably would have immediately taken off my cage and masturbated on my
back with my legs in the air...but not now..now I was giving it all to
Daddy...I stood up and teetered on the platforms, steadying myself with
the counter....I pulled on the skin tight minidress and forced it down
over my smooth body. I just barely covered my ass, seeming to say,
'It's right here, Daddy, it's all yours.'
I quickly sat down and started redoing my makeup, just the basics that
I had brought but now I needed, I craved more...I had to learn more
about doing my face, I thought...but I did everything I could, mascara,
blush, eye shadow and this time, the hot pink lipstick to match my
heels and leg wraps perfectly....Then, the only piece recycled from my
first outfit: the thick black vinyl collar with the D-ring in
front...the feeling of that going on around my neck again made my body
shake a little, it felt like submission made real, and to me it was.
Then refitted the wig and assaulted it with bobby pins so Daddy could
grab it. I hoped he grabbed it...please grab it Daddy.
'I need to grow out my own hair,' I thought but soon I was looking well
put together for a sissy's first real time with her Daddy. I stood up
and smoothed out the dress, pulling it down as far as it could go,
which was not far at all and probably would have gotten me a ticket for
indecent exposure. I realized that I had no bra on, but I had forgot
to plan for that for this outfit and well, it's too late now.
Wow, I really look like a piece of ass. Like there is nothing more in
my brain other than being a man's arm candy and turning him on...and I
was so turned on..I felt that lust again, that sissy lust that no one
knows but us...of seeing and feeling yourself as the submissive,
obedient cock worshipping Daddy-loving slut/whore/bitch/cunt that we
all are inside, but now she's made real...She's here and wants nothing
more than to please Daddy. "I hope he likes it," I thought as I stared
at myself, looking like he had brought a stripper back from the club or
a go go dancer from a disco.
I picked up the scotch and coke and gulped down the rest, then touched
up my lipstick. I stared at myself in the mirror again and meditated
trying to calm my mind and focus my intense lust, like Daddy had told
me. I haven't said it to Daddy yet, but over the sissy years, I
developed a mantra for myself. I was ready now to really accept the
first line of my mantra, I mean to live it in reality, so I said it
calmly and quietly five times as moved my hips around like a desperate
stripper, slowly drinking in the whore in the mirror with my eyes.
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy"
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy"
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy"
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy"
"My name is trisha, and Daddy owns my mouth and my pussy"
I took a deep breath and walked to the bathroom door, opened it slowly,
and stepped back into the world of my dreams made real.......
To be continued....
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