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Author's Note: Thanks to those who have reached out to me with story
ideas. It's been difficult to get any writing done these past few
months, but hopefully my head is finally back in writing mode. I hope
you enjoy this nasty little fantasy. Please let me know if you have any
thoughts or ideas--either here in the comments or directly at
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Lockdown Sissy- part 1
I made a resolution to become a better sissy in 2020. It's something
that has long been a fantasy for me, and I determined that this was
finally the year I would bring all of my darkest desires to life!
2020 just laughed at my plans and said, "Hold my beer."
I didn't know that back in the good old days of January, so I posted
ads on Fetlife, Adult Friend Finder and Collarspace, advertising my
services as a sissy cum slut. My little cock would tremble in
anticipation as I wrote each of these ads. I took all of my self-
control to not stop and jerk off right then and there.
I must admit that I was disappointed by the response. I got a few
replies from people wanting to see pictures, which I sent, but most of
them dumped me when they learned that I was 48 years old, lived in a
small East Texas town and had a typical male body--which means fat by
sissy standards.
I tried to explain that I considered myself to be a project for some
horny man who wanted to create his perfect sissy slut. That didn't work
either.
Undaunted, I wrote kinkier ads, usually after a few drinks, revealing
all of my deepest fantasies.
Bondage? Yes, please. I explained that I have devised a system to tie
myself up in bed each night. I'd be spread eagle across my bed,
blindfolded and gagged and listening to an erotic sissy hypnosis file
whenever I went to bed. I'd also leave my backdoor unlocked, hoping
that one night somebody would break in and ravish me.
Hypnosis? I'm not sure if the sissy hypno files worked or not, but I
soon had collected a playlist that ran for 12 hours straight. It played
all night long, coaxing me into some very erotic dreams. In my
fantasies, I explained that I wanted an erotic trigger to take hold and
force me to go cock-crazy whenever I met a well hung man. I wanted to
subconsciously lick my lips and stare at his crotch until the urge was
so strong that I had to get down on my knees in public and beg him to
let me suck his cock.
I'd even offer to pay him! I'll give you $20 if you'll let me swallow
your yummy cummies! Okay, $25 for bigger loads.
Watersports? I'd never tried it but would absolutely be willing to
learn to swallow every liquid you would want to feed me. To prove it, I
peed into a cup one night and the uploaded a close up picture of it
being poured into my open mouth.
Electrosex? It turns out that Amazon will deliver everything you need
to have a "shockingly" good time. I quickly added two pairs of
electrosex pads to my nightly routine, placed on my clitty and sissy
balls. I'd turn the power up to high, set the machine to random and
then hit the sack. It hurt but also felt wonderful. The problem is that
the TENS units powered down after 15 minutes each night, so I began
exploring ways to keep the random shocks running for longer periods of
time.
Yes, I know this is dangerous, but sometimes a sissy wannabe slut gets
so horny that she throws caution and common sense to the wind.
I think I must have been too explicit with my desires. The few men who
responded to these ads now seemed to think that I was only posting
about fantasies, not something I was actually hoping to have come true
for me.
And then Master David sent me a message.
I immediately knew that there was something different about him. He was
deadly serious and went straight to the point as he asked me whether
this was my true desire or just a fantasy.
That was a good question? I did want to be a sissy for some guys, but I
looked at it as a weekend thing rather than a commitment to a 24/7
lifestyle. I tried to explain this, but Master David had me turn on my
webcam and point it straight at my crotch. He observed my little
cockette stiffen and throb in a pair of sheer pink panties as he
quizzed me on my fantasies.
"Sissy clitty don't lie," he explained.
When Master was satisfied that I was serious with my fantasies, he
revealed that he lived in Houston, only an hour and a half away from
me. Once again, I thought that this would be online at first, but
Master David didn't want to waste any time with a pretender.
He demanded my cell phone number and home address. I must confess that
I hesitated. This was a pretty big step for me. Maybe it was the wine
speaking, but I pulled up my big girl panties and sent the info.
I jumped in fear as my phone rang immediately. "I'm coming to your
house right now, slut," Master said as my heart began to beat out of my
chest at the thought of my fantasy dream (or was it a nightmare)
finally coming true. "I want you naked and tied up in bed with your
back door unlocked. I'm coming by to breed you and start your
training."
He must have sensed my hesitation at the thought of being bred without
a condom, but he didn't care. "I own your sissy cunt, and I will breed
you whenever the fuck I want, and you will thank me every single time
for the gift of my alpha cum!" he hissed into the phone. "Do you
understand me, sissy?" I gulped and replied, "Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now go unlock your door and put a note on it so I know that I
have the right address," he continued. "Send me a picture of the door.
Then get your ass to bed. It's going to be a long night and you need
your rest."
I didn't hesitate this time. "Yes, Sir," I said, "I can't wait to serve
you, Sir."
He laughed and hung up. I was so excited that I practically ran to put
a piece of pink duct tape on my doorknob. Using a sharpie I wrote
"Horny sissy inside" and then sent Master a photo.
I had already douched earlier on in the evening, so I headed off to
bed. In a bit of a coincidence Amazon had just delivered my new, extra
large metallic butt plug. I was so turned on that I worked it into
place. I doused myself in perfume and headed to by bedroom.
I use a five-point tie when I sleep. I have attached ropes with
carabineers to the foot of my bed. It doesn't take long to secure my
ankles. There's also a rope in the center, which I attach to a
parachute ball stretcher. Feeling horny as hell, I pulled the rope as
tight as I could, forcing me to squat on my back with my sissy balls
pulled tightly past the foot of the bed.
I'd already put the electro pads in place under the parachute device,
so I just needed to plug the pads and the butt plug into the TENS
controller unit. I set it to random and turned the power up to full.
I took a picture and texted Master saying that I was ready to serve
him.
Next, I buckled my blindfold and gag into place. I'd already started my
"Sissy Sizzle" playlist and turned the volume up so I wouldn't be able
to hear anybody coming into my house. The gag straps usually keep the
ear buds in place as I sleep, but I taped them down to my ears just to
make sure that nothing would go wrong tonight.
The final step is to secure my wrists to the headboard. My wrist straps
have a small chains and carabineer attached that allows me to attach
them to the loop of rope secured to my headboard. Thanks to the extra-
short rope on my balls, it took extra effort to stretch and reach the
wrist rope.
Now I wait.
The random shocks in my sissy pussy and balls keep me from getting too
relaxed. When the TENS unit powers down after 15 minutes, I start to
concentrate on following the instructions on the sissy hypnosis file. I
take deep breaths in and out, and eventually, I drift off to sissy
slumber.
I wake to the exquisite pain of somebody pulling my ball rope so
forcefully that the parachute snaps open. I moan in pain as blood
returns to my abused balls. Somewhere behind the hypno file filling my
ears I hear my Master laugh and say, "Good slut."
He unties me and then drags me by the hair into the living room. He
removes my gag, but not my blindfold, and tells me to worship him. I
lunge toward his crotch and begin to lick and suck him like a good slut
I want to become.
Master is unimpressed. After a few minutes he simply begins to fuck my
face. He takes pity on me when I start to gag and beg for air, so he
flips me over and roughly rips the plug from my ass. He fucks me like
an animal and I moan in pleasure like the slut I am becoming.
Master tenses and collapses on top of me. He keeps his cock buried in
my pussy until he's certain that he's filled me full. He pulls out and
immediately replaces the butt plug, lest any of his "alpha seed" be
wasted. He moves around to the front and has me clean him. I was very
happy that I had douched earlier, as I knew deep down that I'd be
forced to clean him even if his cock was coated in shit.
I swallowed his cock to the hilt and he held me in place with my nose
buried in his pubic hair. He held me like this as he caught his breath.
I heard him pull out his phone and take a few pictures of my face
stuffed full of cock.
He dictated as he typed out a caption to this new picture. "Sissy
Michelle," he wrote. "Good effort, but needs lots of practice before
she becomes a world class cocksucker. DM me if you want to help train
this slut."
Without saying a word, Master dragged me to the bathroom and shoved me
into the tub. He had handcuffs on him, which he used to lock my wrist
to the faucet. "I'm going on a beer run," he said. "Don't go anywhere."
He used my thumb to unlock my phone, plugged my ear buds back in and
pressed play on the "Sissy Sizzle" file He left me tied up in the tub
while he went shopping.
I don't know how long I stayed like that, but when he came back he had
a tub of Icy Hot cream with him. Following his instructions, I begged
him to coat my sissy balls with the cream. He donned a rubber glove and
slathered the cream on. Once he was satisfied that my balls were on
fire, he closed the door and left me to suffer in the dark. He took my
phone with him.
Master went into the living room to drink beer and explore my phone. He
quickly tracked down all of my family, friends and work contacts. He'd
pop in occasionally to apply more icy hot and use my thumbprint to
access my apps--including Facebook and Instagram. He changed my
passwords and then disabled my thumbprint security authentication on my
phone.
I was locked out of my own accounts. I was starting to freak out,
Master didn't care.
He returned and removed my blindfold--exposing my face to his camera.
Using a sharpie, he wrote "Sissy Slut Michelle" on my forehead,
followed by my cell phone number.
He instructed me to say, "I am a sissy slut. I want to be your sissy
cum dump. I will fulfill every one of your darkest fantasies. I will
service any man who wants to use me as his whore because I am a sissy
slut..."
He pressed record on the video as I repeated my new mantra. After a few
repetitions, Master added an unexpected stream of his piss directly
into my mouth. When I sputtered and stopped saying my lines, he slapped
my face and told me that we'd try again after a few more beers.
Still tied up and now smelling of piss, I began to cry in fear. I lost
control of my emotions, thinking about how quickly Master had dragged
me into something far kinkier than I had ever imagined.
Meanwhile, Master sat in the living room, drinking beer and collecting
all of my personal information. He went online and found all of those
guys who responded to my ad earlier on in the year. He sent each of
them my picture along with a note saying that I was now the property of
Master David, and that if they were still interested, "I desperately
needed to men to help train me to become a better sissy slut."
Of course, I was now locked out of these accounts, so I have no idea if
anybody replied.
Master went into my Amazon account and began ordering clothes and toys.
He came into double check my sizes, and would slap my face and berate
me for being a fat slut. "We'll fix that," he'd say ominously before
shutting the door and leaving me to quietly sob in the dark.
Master bought me a selection of slutty club wear, stripper heels and
several large dildos that had suction cups on the base. He upgraded my
electrosex control unit to something far more powerful. He ordered some
lockable bondage gear as well as 20 luggage padlock sets. He ordered a
steel chastity device that was the smallest one on the market. He
ordered a reel of 1/8" cable rope along with a pack of large eyebolts.
He ordered wigs and makeup and finally, he dropped a fucking machine
into my cart.
He put $2300 on my credit card that night and clicked to box for
express shipping.
Meanwhile, handcuffed in my bathroom, I was losing control. I cried out
when I heard the doorbell ring Master David answered the door. He
welcomed somebody into my house. I could hear the two men laughing and
clinking beer bottles in the next room. I knew it wouldn't be long
before they came to get me.
The door opened and Master David introduced me to Master Marcus. "He
lives here in town," he explained, "so he'll be able to stop by every
single day! Isn't that great, slut?" I dutifully answered, "Yes, Sir,
Happy to serve you, Sir."
Let's try making your sissy video again. Master told me to open my
mouth and this time he painted my lips with semi-permanent lipstick.
Then he took the sharpie and refreshed the words on my forehead. This
was followed by a quick coat of mascara. When he was satisfied by my
look, he had me repeat my sissy mantra.
"I am a sissy slut," I repeated. "I want to be your sissy cum dump. I
will fulfill every single one of your darkest fantasies. I will service
any man who wants to use me as his whore because I am a sissy slut..."
This time I didn't lose my place when both men suddenly unloaded their
piss directly into my mouth. I swallowed it as I spoke or simply let it
dribble out of my mouth.
"Not bad," Master David said, "but I think we can do better." He set
the shower to its coldest setting and turned it on, leaving me
shivering in the tub for five very cold minutes.
Eventually Master came in and dragged me out into the living room.
Master Marcus was wearing a mask, but he was otherwise naked with his
cock jutting out in front of him.
I knew what was expected of me, so I crawled over and was quickly
impaled from behind. Master Marcus is very well endowed, so I squealed
as he filled me up.
"Okay, sissy," Master David said. "For this next video we're going to
stand still while you slam yourself back and forth on our cocks. You
will not stop until we tell you to, is that understood?" He asked.
"Yes, Sir," I replied.
Master Marcus put the tip of his cock in my mouth, pressed record on
his phone and told me to begin. I moved forward until I had Master
David's cock all the way down my throat. This meant that Master Marcus
only had the tip in my pussy, so I then leaned back to take his cock
back in full.
After a few rotations I found a nice rhythm, bouncing back and forth on
the two cocks like I'd been doing this all of my life. I would
occasionally gag, but I didn't dare stop.
Master David captured it all on his phone, occasionally passing it to
Master Marcus so they could capture every angle of my decent into full
sissy debauchery. "Hey guys," he said, "want to help train my new sissy
slut? I need a bunch of hard cocks to keep my new cum dump
happy--especially if you can stop by every day to fill her full of cum.
You'd like that, wouldn't you sissy?"
I did my very best whore moan, but didn't stop bouncing back and forth
on the two cocks that were spit-roasting me.
As if on cue, Master Marcus grunted and shoved into me with all of his
strength, forcing Master David's cock down my throat. I felt him twitch
and breed me for the second time in a row. Not to be left out, Master
David shuddered and shot his load straight down my throat.
The two men collapsed onto the couch and had me clean them while they
uploaded the new video to all of my adult web accounts. They laughed
when the noticed that my previous video had already started getting
replies. "You're going to be a very popular slut," Master David said as
he absentmindedly stroked the back of my head.
It was now 3am. I was shell shocked and exhausted. My two new Masters
took pity on me and decided it was time to call it a night.
Master Marcus looked me right in the eyes and said "I'm going to have
fun training you, slut." He spat directly into my face while I thanked
him and begged him to come back tomorrow to help train me into becoming
a perfect sissy cum dump.
Master David started getting dressed as well. "I almost want to sleep
here tonight, but unfortunately, I've got to be at the airport at 7,"
he explained. "But don't worry, we will be doing a lot more of this
once I get back."
He had me kneel at his feet and tie his shoes. Instinctively, I kissed
his feet.
Master David smiled at this. "You did well tonight, sissy," he said.
"You still need practice, and you're fat as fuck, but we'll work on
that. I think by the end of the year you should pass enough that we can
get you out on the streets trolling for cock."
I moaned involuntarily at this comment. Being forced to be a sissy
whore is one of my deeper fantasies.
"Yeah," Master laughed, "I thought you'd like that."
He stood and told me that I was to continue to tie myself up in bed
each night. "Every night from 11pm to 5am, your sissy ass is on the
menu," he explained. "And set your alarm for 5 so you can clean
yourself out and make sure you're ready for all those hard cocks
stopping by."
"Yes, Sir," I replied. "Thank you, Sir."
And then he was gone.
I knelt there, naked in my living room, too overwhelmed to move. Part
of me wanted to run a lock all the doors and pray that this would all
be forgotten in the morning. Part of me hoped that Master might even
take things farther the next time we met.
It wasn't until I felt Master Marcus's cum start to trickle out of my
sissy pussy that I got up and headed for the bathroom. Well, like a
good sissy, I knelt and sucked up the globs of leaked semen from the
carpet first.
I took a quick shower and then put on my silkiest nightgown. I stumbled
to bed and tied myself up again. I set my alarm for 5am and drifted off
to sleep. I was excited AND terrified to find out what Master had
planned for me next.
This was mid March. I had no idea that the whole world was bout to go
into lockdown. My life as a new sissy was always going to change, but
self isolation and a world gone crazy would allow Master David to push
me even harder over the next few months.
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