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Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated
as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not
legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of
bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read
this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going
any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on
yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is highly cliche,
horrifying and unintentional
Rules for the subs:
To those that don't know me well, this may seem pretentious, so feel free
to ignore them, for those that like a little more interaction in your
stories, have fun! ;) A constant theme in most of my stories are the
rules... and these are the rules for the un-owned subs that want a
little control taken from them. These are optional, at least until you
follow rule #1..
Rule #1: You know you want to be owned, this is your opportunity, all
you have to do is say,"I am Mistress Dyvia's property." say it, and you
are mine. That's a good pet.
Rule# 2: As always, for those of you who have lipstick, wear it. That
is how I choose to mark my pets. (and I honestly don't care what gender
you are, this is how I choose to mark you, accept it.)
Rule #3: Since this story has a strong oral sex theme to it...Whenever
you see the a word relating to oral sex, whether it a part, or an action,
I want you to run your tongue over those sexy painted lips of yous.
Rule #4: I want you aroused while reading this story. If you get to the
dirty talk, I want you to edge yourself. Keep yourself on the brink of
orgasm, but you are not to cum.
Rule #5: I have a task for you to complete. You want to cum. I think
we have a quid pro quo situation here, you give me what I want, and I
will allow you an orgasm. So I'm waiting for you to ask. ;)
Enjoy.
Mistress Dyvia Presents:
Blow
By: Mistress Dyvia
So I'm glad that you were able to make it out to this party tonight. It's
been a while since I have been able to spend some fun with some friends.
I know it's something I said when we first saw each other, but seriously,
how have you been? ...I'm glad to hear that, I hope you're not just
saying that because it's the expected answer.
Unfortunately... It's about time I leave, it's getting kind of late.
Come here give me a hug, mmmm. Can't wait to see you again... Oh my
God... is that? Can it really be... 'her?'
You see that girl over there, giving a blowjob to the guy in the black T-
shirt? I am like 90% sure I know who she is.
I know I said it was getting late and time to go, but do you have a few
minutes for a fun little story? ...good...
So about a year ago, I was at a party very much like this one. Everyone
was dancing, having fun, sex in public, there were a lot of drinks, and
people overall were just having a really good time.
I noticed this one guy, he was hitting on anything with a pair of tits.
He was very buzzed, and at first I didn't really think anything of it,
but as the night proceeded he started to tweak my nerves. I did not trust
this guy at all.
Clearly, the guy had expected to be able to win any girl over with his
looks. But there came a point in the night when he started to realize
that none of the girls liked his attitude. He was not going to score. I
think that's the point when he decided to shift his technique to
something a little bit more illegal. I'm pretty sure he was going to try
and use rohypnol to make sure that he scored that night.
I was trying to have fun with my friends... Sadly, I don't think you were
there that night, but we were trying to have fun but I couldn't help but
keep my eye on him. And then came the point when I saw exactly what I was
expecting to see, he slipped something into a girl's drink.
You know me, I'm not exactly the kind of woman to let anyone just do that
kind of thing and keep my mouth shut. So I excused myself from my
friends, and I walked right over to him and the girl, who up to that
point hadn't even tried to drink yet.
Coincidentally, and I do mean coincidentally... I had sujestol* in my
pocketbook, and an idea popped into my head. I walked up to them, and
when I said I 'walked' up to them... I mean that I marched up to him in
front of her.
I told him in no uncertain words that I knew exactly what he had put into
her drink. The girl's eyes went wide and she put the drink down, probably
very thankful that she hadn't tasted it yet. you think of this day and
age that no girl would actually take a drink that wasn't from the
bartender or a friend but things happen. The guy tried to say he didn't
put anything in the drink, so I challenged him to drink his drink.
There was a look of hesitation on his face, as he looked to the girl,
then to me, back to the girl. That was enough for the girl who simply
said 'thank you' to me and walked away to join her friends.
The guy looked at me as if I was the one who just caused the biggest
inconvenience of his life. He said to me that all he wanted was a quick
blow and that the drink wasn't even filled with anything. So I redubbled
my effort and said go ahead drink it, in fact I even double-downed and
said just drink half of it. He finally shrugged his shoulder and he
literally drank half of it.
I smirked at him, and took the pill I had in my pocket, opened it up and
poured it into the half emptied drink. He asked what I just put into his
drink and I avoided the question. Instead I challenged him to a
different game, I told him if he drank the rest of the drink, his drug
plus mine, that I would guarantee him every blow he could ever want...
forever if he didn't become incoherent within ten minutes.
It was a gamble, he knew it. But he also knew that men were rarely taken
advantage of by women when they were in that very drunken stage that
rohypnol gives the appearance of... he downed it in one gulp.
I shrugged my left shoulder when he drank it. I asked him if he brought
a car, he said that he did. So I asked him to take me out there, and
again, he did. His voice was already slurring by the time that we got to
his car. I helped them into a passenger side seat of his car, and helped
recline the seat so he was laying back.
I, on the other hand jumped into the driver's side, opened the glove box
and found out where his address was. I drove his car back to his place.
He kept slurring out things about his blow. I kept promising once we got
back to his place I would take care of it. And I did.
The funny thing about rohypnol and sujestol is that the two medications
do not react well together. They actually leave the person in a very
suggestive state, one that overrides people's most inherent judgments.
Seriously, if I said that you need to dye your hair pink while under the
effects of both of those drugs, you would never feel comfortable until
you dyed your hair pink no matter how much you hated that color.
So the first thing I told him was a trigger. As soon as he heard my voice
say the phrase, 'don't you just love those big slushy blowjobs?' all of
the rest of my suggestions would be erased.
I know you're thinking, what other suggestions did I give him? Don't
worry I'm going to tell you all about it.
The first thing I did was reinforce his feelings about blowjobs. I told
him about how much he enjoyed them. How much they were the most amazing
thing that a woman could give to a man . How much he has enjoyed watching
videos of women giving blowjobs. How he love seeing a woman's big fat
lips wrapped around a huge throbbing cock. How a woman's lips could
demand anything from a man's cock. How he loved seeing those red lips
wrapped tightly around a cock, leaving a red imprint around his shaft.
How he wished he could experience every single one of those videos he
watched. How he even dreamed about each of their experiences. How he just
so desperately wished he had the lips that those sluts had. How he just
lusted and fantasized about every one of those videos he watched, and how
he wished he was the woman, every single one of them...
I told him how that was his new obsession, to be a sissy cocksucker. How
he desperately needed to be the women in those videos he loved so much.
He needed to be a sissy slutty cocksucker. He needed to give those
blowjobs, he needed it so desperately he would do anything for it.
Anything. His life would now be dedicated to what he could do to make
himself that slutty sissy cocksucking fuckdoll.
Then I told him about his new masturbation habits, he would edge himself
to watching clip after clip on Reddit specifically, r/sissyperfection...
and he would masturbate to videos of blowjobs with the hottest bimbos
that he would want to be. That he needed to be. And every night before
he went to bed he would listen to no less than three hypno videos that
were at least 20 minutes long from r/sissyhypno. I also 'suggested' that
those videos actually would hypnotize him, he wouldn't have the mental
capacity to prevent himself from being hypnotized, and that he would find
himself obeying every single suggestion that they put in his head.
Of course at that point I completely got out of his car, called for a
ride, walked down to the nearest convenience store, and waited for the
car to pick me up. I went home, and I suppose if I was cooler I could say
I never gave it another thought again. But, I often fantasized about the
way things went for him. Finding himself jacking off all the time to
pictures of girls that wanted to suck cock like it was a lifeline, while
dreaming that it was him every single time that was able to be such a hot
little fuck. The confusion of not understanding his new kinks...
I imagine what it would be when one of those videos would tell him that
he needed to be in chastity. how he'd be using a dildo to force himself
to cum it would be a ruined orgasm and he would just be all the hotter
for it. How he would without a doubt start injecting himself with
hormones and taking pills and doing everything he could to feminize his
body. I wondered if he would go to the extent of growing out his hair, I
wondered about the surgical procedure he would put himself through would
he give himself huge fucking tits so he could warm up the boys with his
tits... her tits? Would she plump up her lips so that every guy who saw
her would just see a pair of cock pillows? What kind of men would she
like? Would she care as long as they had a big cock with a good length
and a thick girth... that would run itself down her throat? Did she need
to have a big black cock in her mouth, or would any color do? Would one
cock actually satisfy her in a night? Or even one cock in a single play
date?
Sadly, I hadn't seen her in a year. I wondered if she found a way around
it, or she truly did embrace it. And it wasn't until just a few minutes
ago, when I saw that girl over there sucking that guy off. That I knew
she fully feminized herself. I can barely believe I recognize her, if
not for the tattoo on her shoulder... Clearly that girl is a bitch in
heat now.
You know what? I think this just might be the perfect moment... to see if
the first trigger still works, what do ya think...? ...Come on, we got
to wait for that guy to put on the 'ready to cum' face. You know that
face it's on there... there well... face, when they're about to come.
Let's just wait for it.
Damn, she is good, she must have given like a thousand blowjobs at this
point. I think I'm going to do all the men of all the bars a disservice
by doing what I'm about to do. Yes, I might actually be ruining the world
for a lot of men.
Okay when I say 'now,' we're going to walk right past her, and sit on
that couch in the far side of the room. All right get ready... And now!
Yep that's right stay right by my side, and I'm going to slow down right
as we walk by her in three... Two...
'Don't you just love those big slushy blowjobs?'
Go faster!
Oh my God. **Giggles** Did you see the luck on her face? The guy just
straight up cummed right on her face right as all the suggestions went
away. There was nothing left of that slutty woman in there as stream
after stream of cum is hitting her face and she was just in shock.
She totally just crawled off the guy, looked down at herself, and
realized that nothing was right. She's probably processing the memories
of everything she did to herself over the last year and she just ran out
of this room. I'm actually surprised she was still able to run in those
heels given that we erased all of her training... I wonder if that was
actual training or muscle memory at this point.
Oh man, I can't believe I have to go home and get some sleep after that.
I wonder what she's going to do? Do you think she'll just carry on as a
woman from now on? I think she'll try to be a guy again? I mean fuck I
still have her address, maybe, if she hasn't moved... think I should
offer to give her the chance to become the slutty woman she was again? I
mean I did promise her that she would get all the blow she wanted.
**Sigh** Regardless it's late, I need to go home and so do you. We can
talk more about this tomorrow. Love you sweetie! Give me a hug!
Mmmmmmm. Buh-bye for now.
The End.
As always, I encourage feedback: Personal feelings, critique work,
favorite scenes. Don't keep me waiting, Pet.
Kisses,
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