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Chapter 4
Love
It took a full day to recover from the previous evening. After I had
passed out Master had clearly taken me down and fitted me into the latex
sheet that I was currently resting in. I had awoken in the morning
expecting Master to untie me and let me prepare for the day. Thankfully
he recognised the rest that I needed and as I lay there slowly I begun to
feel the lasting effects of last nights session. My body was aching and
stung everywhere, none more so than my breasts and Ovaries. Thankfully
the cream that was applied gave me some relief of sorts. As I lay there
recovering I thought back to what had happened yesterday.
I had given in and asked Master to make me his, to fuck me, to let me
suck his glorious penis. I couldn't go back to being a man after that. No
man would beg in that manner or let himself get into the position I am
in. And then I thought back to those thunderous 5 minutes where I came
again and again. I was hooked to it. Justin could never experience those
highs, only Jessica could. If I left at the end of the month I would be
turning my back on the most fulfilling experience I had ever had.
I mean I had even been enjoying the roles that Master required of me. The
torture had more or less stopped until I had messed up and Master was
right to correct me. If I obeyed and served Master correctly then I could
still enjoy the sissy experience and avoid the torture. Well I wasn't
that naive, I knew that Master would still play his games with me but I
hoped with a lighter hand. Regardless I knew that Justin was gone forever
only a Jessica, Masters Jessica remained. I was going to be his sissy
fuck slave for the rest of the month and right then I was convinced I
would most likely be his forever.
The next morning I was woken with a start as a cold compress was applied
to my clitty. Slowly she shrank to a tiny size and Master reapplied my
chastity device. Before this I had already resigned myself to the fact
that I would not longer be receiving my nightly release and I would have
to work very hard for Master to earn a release from now on. Master
released me from my sheet and without another word left me to prepare for
the day. Still a little sore I prepared myself for my master perfectly.
Today was a Sunday so it was to be a French maid for the day. Dressed in
latex and looking at myself in the mirror I wondered how I ever even had
looked like a man.
My corset was down to 21 inches, and I was applying my make-up
flawlessly, Master's training had shown me how to make beautiful round
dolled up eyes, which I assumed correctly was to add to the look as I sat
on my knees worshipping his penis. Apart from my height everything from
my perfectly proportioned breasts and ass screamed feminine and
submissiveness, I just looked like an incredibly gorgeous tall woman in a
maids outfit.
If you could even call it a maid outfit it was more like maid lingerie. I
had black stockings going just above my knees, my corset and a large
frilly apron. It was one of those Japanese looking aprons that had a
large white heart in the middle and black edges. Attached to this heart
were 2 straps that went over my shoulders and crossed on the back. These
straps had a number of large ruffles as well and then everything was held
together with an enormous bow at the back. I had shoulder length gloves
on each hand and a black and white frilly collar around my neck. My
headwear consisted of a large bow held in place by a headband.
I minced over to my kneeling pad, in my now 7 inch stilettos and assuming
the salve position kneeled there waiting for my master. With a small
shock to my collar the door opened and as on maid days I went to the
kitchen to fulfil my daily tasks. The day passed relatively uneventfully,
but I could still fell my lust overgrowing. I'm sure you would think of a
number of downsides to being a sissy but at this moment the only drawback
I could tell was to have your clitty locked away. At around 4pm Master
summoned me and told me that I had this chance to speak freely. I had
offered myself to him and he wanted me to now beg to serve him sexually
tonight.
Instantly I fell to me knees, I confessed the intense feelings of the
other night. I confessed that I loved what he had turned me into and that
the corrections were necessary for me to focus on serving my Master to
the best of my ability. I confessed that I meant what I had said and
wanted my Master to take my virginity.
Smiling down at me he told me top go back to the basement and prepare
myself for the evening.
Curtseying my master as I left the room I felt my pulse quicken. This was
it, I was going to be taken as a sissy and give my all to my Master.
Excitement flooded through me, perhaps I would be allowed to orgasm or at
the very least I was excited to feel Masters penis inside me for the
first time. The tiny part of me that was scared knew this was the end.
Once I had taken Master's penis I would be a sissy forever, but I had
already made my resolve.
With excitement in my heart I removed my maids out fit and was stunned
when I saw what Master had prepared for me.
It was a wedding dress.
Of course in Masters usual taste it was skimpy slutty and made of latex.
But this drove me wild with lust, I was to be his sissy bride as he took
my virginity. My first instructions were to go to my sink and dye my
hair, naturally it was all white - master wanted me to be a vision of
beauty.
Reapplying my near perfect make-up, everything had to be right I prepared
to get dressed. I slipped into my white stockings and heels before a
tighter turn of my white corset got me down to a 20 inch waist. I had a
beautiful white bra and white panties and long white shoulder length
gloves. My dress hugged my curves completely with a fishtail end that
compressed my knees together meaning I could naturally only take small
steps and had a heart cut out leaving my ample breasts on display. The
neckline was tight as I zipped up the outside and padlocked it into
place. I put my veil on and covered the front of my face. I then minced
thanks to the fishtail restrictions at my knees to my kneeling pad and
waited for master.
After an hour master retrieved me looking stunning in his own tuxedo.
From here we went to the kitchen together where I was allowed for the
first time to sit with master and enjoy normal food. OK Master had a
steak with vegetables and a glass of wine, and I was only allowed water
and salad but this act had me falling deeper in infatuation with him. The
man that had kidnapped me, feminised me, humiliated me and tortured me
now had me falling in love with him.
After dinner we watched TV for a short while before retiring to Masters
bedroom. The same bedroom that just over 2 weeks earlier I had woken up
after having my life drastically altered.
Master commanded me to kneel and I obeyed. I was then commanded with my
mouth only to remove his trousers which after a lot of fumbling I managed
to do. From here I saw Masters penis spring to life. I already knew it
was huge after consuming all my nourishment from and exact replica but
having it inn front of me like this was staggering. Waiting until ordered
to Master then commanded me suck and with great anticipation I begun to
suck the first cock of my life.
My mind went into overdrive following the lessons that had been implanted
into my head. It was clear that I had learned a great deal but compared
to where I am now this was a lousy BJ. Maybe because of my enthusiasm or
because Master had been waiting for this for a while, I could feel his
penis engorging to its full length. I use all the tricks licking the
shaft sucking on his balls twirling my tongue all of the head and then
taking the massive tool as far down my throat as possible.
Of course at this moment I could not take the whole penis down my throat
but I tried everything to please master. After 10 minutes or so I felt
Master grab the back of my head and begin to fuck his hole. After 30
seconds of this he grunted in pleasure as I felt the back log of cum gush
against the back of my throat.
Instantly I knew that dropping a single bit of his cum would leave me
writhing in pain so I greedily took it all in. "Swallow," commanded
Master and I gulped it all down and thanked him for the honour.
"We need to work on your technique," said master and I could feel the
shame inside me, I apologised and told him I would train to be the best
cock suckling sissy for him. With that Master commanded me to remove my
dress and then lick him back to an erection again. This happened almost
immediately and I was ordered onto the bed face down hands gripping onto
my heels so that my ass was up in the air.
"Let me hear you beg for it Jessica."
"Master your Sissy slave begs to be taken by you. Please take what is
yours and fuck this sissy to put your sissy into her true place in the
world. Master your sissy begs you to breed her like the bitch that she
is."
laughing Marcus responded, "That's right, you are my bitch sissy slave
and now I own you completely."
With that Master gave me the greatest honour and slowly filled my ass up
with his monstrous tool. There was of course pain but this was drowned
out by the lust that was coursing throughout my entire body. It was done,
my cheery popped, owned by Master and destined to be a sissy for the rest
of my life.
Eventually master started to increase his pace which when ramming against
my prostate caused me to leak pre cum all over the place. My clitty was
straining for release but it could of course not. My breath was ragged as
was masters, he was now fucking me at full force. I was screaming in
pleasure and pain and desire. At that moment master used a small vibrator
against my clitty. I was driven wild my breath panting and I felt the
orgasm building building and almost there.
"not until I command it Jessica," he growled in my ear.
It took every ounce of concentration I had to hold it back. I was so
desperate and needy right then but I complied. As I felt Master getting
ready for release I used all the strength in my anus muscles to pull him
as deep inside me, Master was going to breed me and I heard him grunt.
"Cum Jesccia."
With permission granted I exploded through my clitty. This explosion
however was again unlike what I had experienced before, it tore through
most of my body. A full body orgasm like what a real girl would
experience. I could feel Masters cum pumping so far deep inside me, it
kept my orgasms going on and on until I could no longer hold on and was
left in a daze.
Laying there in a pool of my own cum the after shocks of that orgasm
ripping through me, master returned with my new bondage. I was secured
into a white Latex straitjacket and Master told me to go clean my pussy
up and in his bathroom I found the enema machine that I dutifully used.
Returning and falling to my knees I expressed my love and gratitude to my
Master for what he had turned me into. Master then commanded me to lick
all of the cum that had come out of my clitty which I instantly complied.
The rest of the night I was bound in bed with master and serviced him
with my mouth and pussy. Master must have cum 6 or seven times that night
using me whenever he wanted. I however was not granted a second orgasm
but I couldn't care less. With a smile and thanking master whenever he
deposited his cum in my mouth or ass, I knew this was my heaven now.
Waking in the morning with Master in my now sore pussy I realised that he
would take me whenever he wanted now and it turns out he had an immense
sex drive.
I was no longer sleeping in the dungeon but in masters bedroom, naturally
waking up in the morning in some form of bondage with Masters beautiful
penis either in my mouth or pussy. Once Master had finished with me I was
freed from the bondage to follow my previous morning routing of
preparation in the basement. The days followed with my return to my
secretarial role, however with even more responsibilities I was to become
a full secretary, managing masters diary and schedule and even taking
appointments over the phone. I t was clear to both Master and myself that
I would make no attempts to run or embarrass him in any way.
In-between this I spent a lot of time under masters desk sucking on his
penis. Usually Master loved to have me in the arm binder under the desk,
arms secured behind me and his penis burred deep inside me I was in pure
bliss of submissiveness and servitude.
In my rest of my first month Master had only granted me 2 more
sissygasms. My penis was now only allowed to be removed from the cage
once a week for cleaning where I would be tied tight to prevent any
accidents. Master had informed me that I would not longer be allowed to
cum with an erection. The only way I would be able to cum would be via
the sissygasm and his command.
My sex drive and lust was now at unimaginable proportions but my love for
master got me through. In fact punishments were now dished out to me
because I would drift off in sexual fantasy rather than any act of
defiance. One day I was so horny that I tried to rub against Master for
his attention. This of course left me a long torture session in the
evening but as long as the attention came from Master I didn't care. In
fact by the end of the month I had began to build a tolerance and love of
the pain inflicted by Master, after all it showed that he cared about me
and my actions which reflected upon him.
I was no longer even thinking of the month deadline, so it came as a huge
surprise when on the evening of the last day Master told me that I would
be freed in the morning and could make my decision on what I wanted to
do.
I was confused, I had clearly given myself to master, I thought the
deadline was gone and I was his forever? Master however went on to
explain. What had been done to me was reversible of sorts. I could still
go back to Justin with a period of recovery time after the necessary
surgeries or I could remain as Jessica and leave him there to go onto a
different life. Master made it clear that if I gave myself to him
tomorrow then I would be complete slave. He would have control of my mind
and body to make permanent irreversible changes. To emphasise his point
he gave 2 examples that almost made me wet myself. He said that if he so
desired it he would brutally and painfully castrate me, he could remove
any limb he wanted to he could deafen me, blind me, turn me into
something less than human if he so desired it. He could sell me off if he
got bored to other sadists around the world and I would have no say.
"You may speak freely Jessica."
Master. I started, "Master I cannot live without you but what you have
told me has scared me more than anything else. Master I love the pain and
the pleasure and I love you. Master are you trying to scare me, if I
commit tomorrow will you take me down this path? Master I love you and I
love being a sissy. That can now never change Master I don't want this to
change."
"Jessica, I will make you no promises. You can stay now or leave in the
morning."
With this Master proceeded to fuck me vigorously throughout that night.
My mind again put in turmoil. Why did Master always have to do this to
me. Everytime I think I have a handle on the situation and Masters wants
and desires he rips it away from me.
But as Master treated me to a thundering sissygasm after fucking me solid
for 30 minutes I knew that no matter what I was his forever. Master could
do anything he wanted to me.
Waking up in the morning was the first time since I have been here that I
did not immediately complete my morning routine. Kneeling in front of
master I informed him of my decision.
"Master I am yours always now and forever. I wish to be your slave."
With what appeared to be genuine joy Master pulled me close and gave me a
deep long kiss. My clitty almost exploded with joy. Master genuinely
desired me and I was convinced that he loved me in return, he must have
only said those things to test my complete and utter devotion to him.
I told master that no matter what I would obey and follow him everywhere.
Master told me that whilst he had extreme tastes and he couldn't promise
he wouldn't change in the future that he had no desires to destroy me
like what he described. He needed to know I was his.
Relieved I asked master for a single day to clear up all my loose ends in
my life before pledging myself to him forever. I also begged him to mark
me as his property in any way he saw fit.
Master had actually been planning to give me some time to wrap up my
affairs so he agreed but with a single condition that I had been hoping
he would miss. My cage would stay on, after all he agreed to give me a
day to sort out my affairs, but my body still belonged to him even for
this day.
After pouting from thinking I could give myself some fun a bit a quick
spanking from Master got me on for the day. Relieved at the turn of
events I prepared myself to wrap up my life and chuckled as this was the
first day in a month that I was not bound in tight latex. For the first
time ever I prepared myself in a classic feminine outfit. A simple black
skirt, black lace stockings and a silk red blouse (with the ever present
corset and I looked like a stunning secretary ready to go to work.
I put my house up on the market, cleared all bank accounts into Masters,
put my car up for sale and phoned up work to tell them that I was no
longer able to maintain my duties. It took a while before my ex-boss Mr
Grant would accept it was me. I had completely forgot that I spoke with
such a soft delicate voice now. Informing him that I had an accident and
was recovering he accepted my resignation.
How as I put the phone down I burned with humiliation. It had been so
easy with Master and I fell into the feminine role so well. I just hoped
I wouldn't run into anyone I previously knew. Whilst I could serve master
with my all some part of me deep down couldn't stand the thought of my
previous boss's, colleagues and underlings seeing what had become of me.
Returning to Masters house in the late afternoon with my final evening
ever of freedom I asked Master for one evening of feeling like a true
woman, his woman before becoming his sissy again in the morning. Marcus
accepted my proposal but first we had to deal with other matters at hand.
Master had an attorney present (Mr Franklin) and without hesitation
whatsoever I signed the slave contract that had been drafted, I signed my
accounts, house, car over to Master and in a similar fashion as before
pledged my oath on my knees in front of a camera and Mr Franklin, who was
an old friend of Master's and had very similar tastes.
Master politely reminded me that I should thank Mr Frankin in the proper
manner for his services, so with a courtesy I asked "Mr Franklin" if I
could show my appreciation by giving him a BJ. I may have not yet been a
slave as the contract kicked in at 6am in the morning, but I was still
expected to behave as a submissive feminine woman. Mr Franklin of course
obliged and I proceeded to service Masters friend the second of many
other penises I would serve in my lifetime. Mr Franklin commented on how
after only being transformed for a month I was remarkably well trained
and clearly I was a natural cocksucker and that Master had picked the
correct sissy. Blushing with pride I thanked Mr franklin for the nice
words and with that he left us for the evening.
The evening was magical and because I know Master has a soft spot in his
heart (it is very very hard to find mind you) every year since the
signing of my Slave contract Master treats me as a woman and his wife for
the day. I love Master and this along with some other treats I would
never have expected shows me that Master loves me in his own way as well.
I watched TV with master and he cooked us an amazing dinner with duck and
wine. Master let me eat the same food as him and drink wine! It was also
clear that Master was an amazing chef and whilst we chatted and giggled
over dinner he told me that he would personally be teaching me so I would
be the one producing his dinners. However in his true fashion he ripped
some hope away from me by telling me I would also be in charge off
producing my daily gruel. This was a treat for the signing of the
contract and so for every other day of the year apart from this magical
day I would be sustained on Masters gruel.
After dinner we cuddled up to watch TV where I updated Marcus on how my
day went. Being a little tipsy I informed him of the humiliation I felt
when my old boss asked me about my voice and that I hoped I never ran
into someone I had been men against in the past. How I didn't think this
would not bite me in the ass I never knew.
After Dinner I asked Marcus for a night of passion and romance. Leaving
to the bedroom Marcus proceeded to fuck me in ways I couldn't have
imagined. I begged him to remove my cage but he refused saying that even
women should always be submissive to their man's desires. He did however
use the vibrator and give me two amazing sisygasms before we passed out
together with his arms around me in bed.
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