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One day Pat came over for dinner, just Glen and Pat, not Glenda. She
said I have to break some news to you. She said the last two years had
been great, more than she ever hoped for when moving in. But all goods
things things must end. She told me she was moving across the country
to be near her children, and that she felt it was best to make a clean
break from our relationship. Keeping up as long distance friends would
just be too emotionally difficult. I was devastated!! I told her I n
would miss her as a friend and our playtime. She told me she was sorry,
but that is the way it had to be. But I've down something that may
help. As you know I'm good at researching and I think I've found a
solution, if you trust me. While respecting our agreement to keep our
playtime private, I've made some very discreet inquires to find someone
to take my place. I think I know you better than you know yourself and
I think this person is perfect. I started to ask her about this new
person, and she stopped me immediately. She gave me an address (It was
another senior village a little ways away) and said she had arranged a
meeting at 1:00 next Thursday. I could go or not go, but that is all
she would tell me. We had an emotional dinner and farewell, She left
the next day, and the movers came. I never saw my friend (mistress)
again.
I spent the next week in turmoil. Should (could) I take a chance that
this new dominatrix would be as compatible as Pat. or would I be
exposing my vulnerability to the wrong person. The same fear that I
experienced when I first met Pat flooded me. But after 2 years with
Pat, I knew I couldn't go back.
Thursday came around. I decided to walk the mile or so to the address
I'd been given. With much trepidation, I rang the bell. Image my shock
when a man opened the door! I was so taken aback that I started to
stammer that I was sorry, but I had the wrong address. He told me, no
Glenda, you have the right address. Pat told me ALL about you. Come in
and let's talk for a bit, nobody's committed to anything. He seemed
friendly. I think I was still in shock, as I followed him into his
house.
He pointed to the sofa in the living room and told (told!) me to sit.
For the first time I really looked at him. He was a little taller than
me, about my age. And while I never looked at men as handsome, he was
clearly a good looking man. He then started to talk. He said that Pat
and he had discussed me at great length. He know that Pat was my
dominatrix and she told him of my need to dress all girly and be her
sissy. He knew all about how Pat had used me. Pat had told him how I
would suck on her strap-on and loved being pegged by her. She told him
her research had shown that not all, but some, sissies that liked this
behavior would like to be dominated by an alpha male. While he knew Pat
and I had never discussed it, Pat told him that she had a strong
feeling that I was one. I didn't know what to say or feel. But deep
inside I knew Pat really knew my true self. W-as I willing to admit
this shameful desire to myself?
Jim slowly got up and sat beside me. I was frozen in place. He told
me, no ordered me, to open my mouth. I complied without thinking. He
then put one of his fingers in my mouth and told me to suck! I followed
this dominate man's order and found myself enjoying this act of total
submission. He said to use my tongue and worship his finger. As I did
so his mesmerizing voice continued. Pat was right, you are a natural
submissive. We will follow many of the same rules as before, but with
some new twists. This will all remain private, just between us. I too
like my sissy's to be extremely girlie at ALL times. When you first
arrive and depart you can you wear men's clothes, all other times you
will be dressed appropriately for your real role as my sissy. You will
always address me as Sir, master or daddy., When instructed, you will
speak in the third person. Your masters pleasure will always be your
first concern no matter what you are told, no matter how degrading. He
took his finger from my mouth, tell me that you accept your role or just
leave! Still feeling in a trance, I nodded yes. A bit harshly Jim said
clearly you need a lot more training, now answer properly. I said yes
SIR, please accept me as your sissy. Sir then told me to go into the
next room and change into the clothing he had laid out.
There was a pink merry widow corset with a front zipper. If anything,
it was more frilly then most of the items I had worn with Pat. Was I
gay - bi? It sure was looking that way. Matching pink stockings and
heels were also there and a short red wig. I put them on, feeling more
and more excitement. I went into the living room to meet my new master
and my new fate with that delicious mixture of shame and excitement that
I so craved.
Master looked at me with lust and satisfaction. He was completely naked
and his cock was fully erect. It looked massive. Was I really looking
at a mans cock with a feeling of desire? The answer to myself was an
emphatic YES. Master told me to sit beside him on the couch. He said
we would start slowly because he knew this was all new to me. He told
me he was a stern, but kind master. He drew me near and started to kiss
me, hard on the lips. His tongue parted my lips and dance in my mouth.
He pulled back and said I know you girls like to have their tits played
with and started to caress my breasts with his strong hands. He then
resumed the passionate assault on my lips. He broke for a moment and
said now that I was his girl, he expected me to act the part. He took
my hand and put it on his rampart member and told me to stroke. I had
never touched another penis before, but it felt sooo nice and natural.
After a few minutes I felt his tense up and he came all over my hand.
He took my hand and told me to suck my masters cum! I did so
immediately. I loved the taster and the debased feeling. He got up and
told me that was enough for now. It?s clear you are a natural
submissive and I think this is going to work out. Now I want you to sit
there in your pretty outfit and get use to being to my presence. He put
on some music and started to read a book! Every once in a while he
would come over and give me a quick kiss or a quick squeeze of my tits,
but otherwise ignored me. He then told me he had gotten my sissy
clothing and cosmetics from Pat plus would obtain other items for his
enjoyment and hat I should come over next week for my continued
training. For now get dressed and go home., While I wanted to know
more, I had learned already to say yes Sir and complied.
When I got home I found that he had added his phone number under the
name Sir to my phone. Did I want to continue down this road? Part of
me was fearful, but there was no denying I was more turned on than I had
ever been in my life. Could I go down this path knowing that the hand-
job I had just given was surely just a small taste of what was to come
(cum). I called Master to cancel before this got out of hand. He
answered saying yes Glenda, what is it? Instead of canceling I found
myself thanking him and saying how much I looked forward to our next
meeting. He simply said I know, and hung-up.
Time didn?t exactly stop, but it slowed to a crawl. The next week when
I got to his door there was a note. Come in, go to your room and get
yourself ready, you have 1/2 hour. On the bed was a 50?s style long
line bra and panty girdle with garters along with stockings all in
white. There was a tube of bright red (blow-job!) lipstick and white
heels along with the red wig. I put on the underwear and did the best I
could with the lipstick. In the mirror I thought that I looked like a
slut. What was in store for me?
I went into the living room and there was master dressed in casual
clothing. I said reporting for my lesson. Master. Use the third person
sissy, he instructed. Sissy is here for his lesson master. Close, but
try again. Sissy is here for HER lesson wonderful master. Now what
lesson are you asking for, considering that you gave an adequate hand-
job last time and are wearing blow-job lipstick? Sissy needs to learn
how to give master head, to give master the most pleasure.
Sir then stands up and tells me to get on my knees in front of him. I
start to reach for his belt and he hits my hands away. First sissy, you
must learn to beg me to let you pleasure me. I find myself saying
please, please let me suck you magnificent cock, let sissy learn to
pleasure master. Sir tells me that?s good enough for now and that I may
lower his pants. I do so and start to pull down his underpants when he
says STOP. Master tells me to put my hands behind me and to put my nose
against his underpants and smell his manly odor. It is intoxicating!
He says I must learn to love his smell. Now you may pull down my
underpants ? BUT no touching. I release his hard and growing cock and
am drawn like a moth to a flame, but I remember my instructions. Look
up at me slut. You may now put you noise in my crotch and get a deeper
smell of your master. Is this your first cock? Yes master. Good, it
best to start with the best he says. You may now kiss the tip. It?s
wonderful, this is what I needed all my life and didn't know it ? to
worship and alpha males cock. Now run your tongue along the length,
like you were licking a lollipop. I do so and master makes a contented
sigh. After a few minutes of this, he says open your mouth and put the
head and just hold it. By this time he is fully erect, hard but soft to
the lips. I slowly get more of his length in my mouth when suddenly he
puts his hands on my head tightly. He starts controlling my head while
going in and out, deeper and deeper. Somehow I don?t gag as he goes
harder and harder, fucking my mouth. Suddenly he starts cumming, down
my throat with some dribbling down my face. He yells at me to swallow
his cum, or ELSE. He withdraws, leaving cum all over my face. After he
quiets down a bit, he tells me to clean him up. I start to get up to
get a washcloth and he says stupid girl, your job is to cleans me with
your tongue like a good little slut and then thank him for the honor. I
lick the mixture of cum and lipstick off his softening cock. He tells me
I should go and to come back next week for my continuing education. I
must remember that I am now his sissy girl and will be expected to
perform enthusiastically ALL the duties that this entails. With that
I?m dismissed.
Now I?m not totally naive. I had to accept that I clearly was a sissy
to a alpha male. I had given him both a hand job and a blowjob while
wearing lipstick and women s underwear. I knew what had to be coming,
and probably coming pretty soon. I would be fucked in my pussy. Could
I accept this total act of submission. Of course I would. My master
know me and would only proceed if I was ready. I found myself sinking
into a totally submissive mode. What he have me wear for my
deflowering, would it be painful? Pat was right, she had known me
better than I had known myself.
The next week when I went over to Master?s house the note said to come
in and strip completely and stand in the middle of the room. What?s
happening I thought. This is different, but I followed orders. A few
minutes later Master came into the room and, without a word, sat down in
an easy chair. He motioned for me to twill around slowly. Then he told
me to bend over away from him and spread my ass-cheeks. Looking at my
small equipment he said it?s obvious why your natural state is being a
sissy. You clearly have a clit and a pussy, not a cock, isn?t that
true? I could only say yes. Master, as in all things you are correct.
So you agree that you should be a cum-dump and fucktoy, he says. I
could only agree. With that, he walks up to me and puts a lacy, frilly
choker around my neck that says Jim?s Fucktoy in pink embroidery. Wear
this proudly and do your best to earn your new title., I say thank you
Sir for the honor. He gives my ass a sharp slap and then starts to rub
and fondle my ass. It turns out that I love this and I start to moan.
Sir says it seems that you like ass play, don?t you sissy? I say yes
Sir, since it was pretty obvious. He tells me to go into the bedroom
and change. In the bedroom is a pink baby-doll nighty with pretty bows.
I undress and put it on and wait. Master comes in and strips in front
of me and then lays down on his front in the bed. I?m looking at
masters back and ass, which I am finding an unexpected turn on. He says
what are you waiting for Slut? I say what should I do Sir. Stupid girl
he says. I like ass play too, of course. Now I don?t have a pussy to
be fucked like you, but don?t you think part of your duties is to
worship my ass as a sign of your position. Could I do this? Am I so
submissive that I would do even this? As my path continues the answer
once again is Yes. I kneel between my master?s outstretch legs, bed
over and tentatively kiss his ass check! God help me, I felt a thrill.
Sir says get to work sissy, use your lips and tongue. I start to lick
Sirs ass with growing excitement. Sir starts to moan and tells me to
part his checks. He says since you are a sissy your tongue is the only
thing that should go near his rosebud, so get my tongue working. I find
myself parting his ass check and, in this act of total surrender,
licking his asshole. Get your tongue in there Slut, Sir says. As I do
so I feel Master tense up and shoot his load. He turns over and says
clean me up whore. I licked his cock clean and thank him for the honor,
Sit tells me to get dressed and go home.
I was totally excited when I knocked on the door the next week. How
would Master further use me? The note on the door said to go to bedroom
and prepare. On the bed was a beautiful white bridal corset white open
back panties, matching stockings and white shoes and, of course, bright
red lipstick. The red wig again ? master seemed to be partial to
redheads. And a pair of long, dangling clip-on earrings. I hurriedly
put them on, knowing I couldn?t make my man wait. I got on the bed,
trying to look as seductive as possible, and waited. Master came in
dressed, but when he saw his bride quickly disrobed. He was already
hard He said I don?t have to be gentle, but I will be if you show me
how much you want me. I said Sir, I am your willing bride. Please fuck
me and use me any way you want. I want your hard cock in my pussy, to
cum and cum and take me hard. Sir laid next to me, hugging me from
behind. He reached around and rubbed my clit for the first time. I
didn?t get hard but waves of desire made me gasp. He then rolled me
onto my back and forced my legs apart. He started to rub my tits, first
softly and then harder and harder, pinching the nipples until I thought
the pleasure would make me pass out. Placing a pillow under my ass he
raised my legs onto his shoulders exposing my pussy-ass. After lubing
up he started to slowly push into me. I had been penetrated before in
the past using a strap-on, but this was very different and another
magnitude of excitement. I found myself shouting FUCK ME, FUCK ME over
and over. His thrusts became harder and faster with both of us lost in
the feeling. After some time I felt him tense up and start sending
shoots of cum down my pussy. At the same time I started to shake and
felt an unbelievable orgasm myself even though I was not hard and
nothing ejaculated. When Sir soften a bit he withdrew, and turned me on
my side. He spooned me with one hand casually draped across my tits.
He said I thought you would be OK as my sissy, but that was
extraordinary. I think I?ll keep you slut. And we fell asleep, at
least for a little while.
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