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I took her Virginity - She took my Manhood The loss of my manhood is the result of the first relationship I had as a sissy in college many, many years ago. Before I met Tina, I could have sex like a normal man. Tina changed that. I began dating Tina when I was a senior in college. She was a freshman nearly four years younger than me. I was working on homework in the library when I noticed a cute girl in a white blouse and jeans a few tables away. I've always had a thing for white blouses, so I kept stealing peeks at her. Tina noticed me noticing her and we started making small talk. She was petite at five feet tall and weighed about one hundred pounds with reddish brown shoulder length hair. When the library closed, Tina gave me a ride to my dorm room since she lived off campus with her parents and drove to the library. We exchanged phone numbers, and I called her later that night. During our first phone call, she told me she was a virgin. We connected instantly and started dating. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. Two days before Valentine's Day, Tina let me take her virginity in my dorm room. It was anticlimactic. I should have taken it as a sign that she needed more of a man than me when she asked me after I first entered her, "Is it in yet?" After dating a couple months, I realized Tina might be the "one." I knew I had to tell her that I was a cross-dresser. I'd cross-dressed since I was a little boy by sneaking into my mother's bedroom and wearing her clothes. The urge to cross-dress only grew stronger as I grew older. Whoever I married would have to accept that side of me. While watching TV in her parents' basement one night, I worked up the courage and told Tina, "I have something to tell you." She looked at me curiously. "What is it?" I took a deep breath and explained to her that society is ok with girls being "tom boys". They can dress up and act like boys and no one has a problem. Some boys, however, like being "tom girls" and enjoy girly things and dressing like girls. Unfortunately, society has a problem with that. I told Tina I was one of those boys who liked being a "tom girl" and dressing like a girl. Tina's first question was, "Are you gay?" I told her I wasn't just that I like dressing girly and doing girly things. I was a nervous wreck as she sat and thought for a few seconds before getting up, and telling me to follow her to her bedroom, which was in the next room. Tina went to her dresser, opened her panty drawer, and pulled out a pair of black panties with pink polka dots and a small pink bow on the front of the waistband. She held them out to me and told me, "Put these on." I was in a daze as I took the panties and pulled off my pants and underwear. I pulled her panties up my legs and couldn't believe how good they made me feel. Tina handed me one of her bras and told me to put it on. I took my shirt off and put the bra on with Tina hooking the back of the bra. The panties and bra were tight, but stretched enough I could fit into them. I was in heaven! I wore the bra and panties under my clothes until it was time to take them off before leaving at the end of the night. When I saw how easily Tina accepted my cross-dressing side, I thought I'd press my luck a week later and see how accepting she was of my sissy side. In the past, I'd dress in my mother's clothes and fantasize about being dominated by popular girls in my class. Since Tina was so open minded about my cross-dressing, I thought maybe she'd be open minded about my submissive sissy side as well. During one of our nightly phone calls, we started discussing our sexual fantasies. I used this as a chance to tell Tina about my fantasy of serving her dressed as a French maid who did anything she ordered. I could tell she was turned on as we both had phone sex while I told her more of my sissy fantasies. The following weekend, Tina wasted no time putting her knowledge of these fantasies to work when her parents left to visit friends for the day. Once her parents were out of the house, we went to Tina's bedroom where she told me to put on a long white petticoat, panties and bra that she had selected for me because they were too big for her. While I got dressed, Tina took one of her belts and looped the end of the belt through the buckle to create a "collar", which she put around my neck like a dog leash and collar. Next, she told me to get on my hands and knees, as she started walking with me crawling behind her at the end of the leash. I crawled behind her up the basement stairs to the kitchen where she took a plastic dish from a cabinet, filled it with water from the faucet and sat it down on the floor at her feet. She told me to "drink", and I crawled up to the dish and started lapping up the water like a dog while she stood above me watching. The humiliation of it all made me buzz inside. We were both so turned on by my submissiveness. It wasn't long before we were back in her bedroom where I orally pleasured her to several orgasms. That day was the beginning of the end of my manhood. A couple days later, Tina told me she wanted to hogtie me in my dorm room cross-dressed while she went to work (another fantasy I'd shared with her). I buzzed inside as Tina came by before work and watched me put on a pink lace bra, white nylon panties and tan hose with an ankle length denim skirt and white blouse. The skirt and blouse were from a bag of discarded clothes in my mother's closet that I "borrowed." I'd bought the panties, bra and hose before dating Tina. After I dressed, I lay face down on my bed so Tina could tie my hands and feet together with some cord she'd brought from home. I could hear her giggling as she took my room keys and locked the door behind her, leaving me hog tied in my mother's clothes. All I could think about while hogtied was how no real man would allow himself to be placed in this situation by his girlfriend and how humiliating it would be to be discovered this way. These thoughts turned me on so much that I started humping my bed until I came in my panties. After cumming, I worked myself free, but the feeling of weakness and humiliation I experienced felt amazing! I was addicted and wanted more of Tina's domination. She was happy to oblige as our sex life quickly changed after we both realized what we liked. Tina would come over to my room before one of our dates and dominate me while I wore women's clothes. I'd then go down on her until she had multiple orgasms. After she was satisfied, she'd give me permission to lay down on the floor next to the bed and play with myself until I came. While I was jerking my clitty, Tina would get dressed and put on her makeup so I could take her out on a date. Tina changed things up when we were at her parents' house since we had more privacy. With her parents out of the house one day, Tina told me to put on her old blue satin prom dress with spaghetti straps while she took photos of me in it. Tina placed a fuzzy pink hairband in my hair and had me walk around her bedroom like a girl posing in the dress while she took photos. She even took photos of me orally pleasing her while wearing the prom dress. The next day Tina took the film to be developed at a local store. We were na?ve and thought the store developed photos automatically without anyone looking at them. We were wrong. When we picked up the photos there was a slip of paper saying that a couple of the photos violated the store's policy and were not printed. Some photos were printed of me wearing Tina's prom dress with the fuzzy pink hairband in my hair, posing and walking around her bedroom. I was mortified, and turned on by the humiliation of it, thinking about the store's employees laughing at me posing for photos in Tina's prom dress (I later destroyed the photos in a fit of paranoia, but I would give anything to have them back now). Tina loved dressing me in her old prom and formal dresses. I once wore a peach-colored prom dress of hers with short puffy sleeves that had a hoop skirt underneath it like a formal dress a southern belle would wear. The skirt of the dress poofed out with the hoop skirt on but we managed to maneuver it so that I could go down on Tina wearing it. Before our relationship ended, I had orally pleased Tina while wearing every one of her prom and formal dresses (even though I couldn't zip or button most of them). After the photo incident, Tina kept pushing my boundaries. One day when I dropped her off for class while her parents were out of town for the week, she told me she wanted me to pick her up from class cross-dressed. I was eager to prove to Tina that I would obey her orders no matter how humiliating. I immediately drove back to her house and got dressed in a pair of panties, bra, tan pantyhose, black pencil skirt, white blouse with black stripes and women's black flats in my size we had bought from the mall. Since it was raining, I wore Tina's mother's purple raincoat over my outfit, so someone driving in the next lane couldn't easily see I was wearing a skirt and blouse. It was only after I backed out of the garage in Tina's car and was halfway to her class that I realized her car's gas gauge was on empty. I nearly had an anxiety attack imagining running out of gas and walking down a busy city street wearing a skirt and blouse to find gas. That didn't happen and I was able to find a parking space on campus near her class. As I sat in the car, I was petrified that some of the other students walking around would notice me. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, Tina came out of her class and got in the car. She started laughing when she saw I was wearing the blouse and skirt. I think it was at that point she realized how much power she had over me and that I would do whatever she told me to no matter how humiliating. Later that night, Tina continued her humiliation of me while talking to a friend on the phone. By then I had changed into a white lacy bra, panties, white satin camisole and tap pants that she no longer wore (she had me wear this outfit often as it stretched enough to fit me). Tina told me she was going to call a friend and she wanted me to go to her closet and bring a pair of her high heels back to where she was talking on the phone, get on my knees in front of her and lick the heels clean. Once I was finished with a pair, I was to take it back to the closet and get another pair. Tina had at least a half dozen pairs of high heels that I licked clean kneeling in front of her while she talked to her friend. Once I licked all her high heels clean, she had me kiss her feet. After a bit, Tina held the phone out and told me to tell her friend's husband "hi". I didn't want to talk to him but knew better than to disobey Tina by the look she gave me. I took the phone and told her friend's husband "hi" and made some small talk. I could tell from the grin on her face that she thought it was funny that I was talking to a real man on the phone while sitting at her feet cross-dressed in a satin camisole, tap pants, bra and panties. One of the more humiliating things she did to me at her parents' house while they were out of town was to have me wear a short sleeved, powder blue sweater with a white square sailor collar she owned that had a picture of a teddy bear stitched to the front of it. She matched the sweater with a stretchy white knee length circle skirt, panties, bra and white pantyhose. Once I was dressed, she had me crawl around the living room, which was difficult as I kept setting a knee down on the skirt. After tiring of watching me crawl around in front of her, Tina had me crawl back to her and sit up on my knees so she could lift my skirt, pull down my panties and tie some rope around my balls and clitty. She had me put my hands behind my back and ran the rope from my tied balls and clit back between my legs and to my hands, which she tied together tightly. I couldn't escape and was at her mercy. She then told me to walk to the kitchen to get dog treats, which I awkwardly did before backing up to the kitchen cabinet and opening the cabinet door with my tied hands. I came back to where she was sitting on the sofa and gave her the treats. She pointed at the floor and said, "Get on your knees." Tina held a dog treat over my head and said, "Beg for it." I started begging but fell forward a couple of times against the sofa because it was so hard to balance on my knees with my hands tied behind me. Each time I fell face first into the sofa, I'd try to stop myself with my hands, which only served to painfully pull on my balls. Tina couldn't stop laughing at how helpless I was as she fed dog treats to me when I begged hard enough. The treats were dry and nasty tasting, but I chewed and swallowed them anyway. She kept me tied up like that for quite a while enjoying the spectacle I made and didn't untie me until I begged with all my heart to be released. For some reason Tina loved treating me like a sissy dog. She'd make me crawl around her bedroom and tell me to roll over or play dead. She'd say "bark" and I would bark. She would tell me to "beg" to go down on her and I'd get up on my knees next to her bed and beg to go down on her until she would allow me to get in bed between her legs. One time Tina's parents took their RV to visit a local tourist trap and I tagged along. Tina and I stayed behind in the RV while her parents went to an amusement park for the day. As soon as they left, Tina had me put on a bra, panties, shorts and one of her olive-colored button shirts that was way too large for her that she had packed. She had me crawl up and down the aisle of the RV and beg for dog treats her parents had brought for the dog. I would sit up on my knees with my arms and hands in front of me begging and barking while she held the treats above my head. Eventually she would feed me a dog treat and I'd chew it up and swallow it like a good sissy dog. By this point in our relationship, it was clear to me that Tina enjoyed humiliating me by the way she laughed at the humiliating things I did in front of her. What wasn't clear to me at the time was that she no longer considered me a real man. I should have picked up on this change in our relationship by what happened when Tina dominated me a few weekends later. Tina's parents again were out of town for the weekend, and she thought it would be fun for me to finally serve her dressed as a French maid. She went to a local costume store and bought the cheapest French maid costume she could find. It was black stretchy polyester maid dress that was trimmed with white lace around the neckline, skirt hem and sleeves. When I came over, Tina told me what I would be doing that day. To say I was excited is an understatement. I was finally going to serve Tina as a French maid! After putting on the French maid costume (with matching black bra, panties, hose and flats), Tina had me clean her parents' house while she relaxed and watched TV. Her parents paid her $20 a week to clean the house. Tina thought it would be a great idea if I did the work and she kept the money. After about a half hour of cleaning while Tina supervised from the sofa, she said she was going to visit a "friend". She didn't tell me the name or gender of the "friend" before leaving and I didn't think anything of it, as I was wrapped up sashaying around in my French maid costume cleaning and vacuuming her parents' house from top to bottom. I was finally living my fantasy! When I finished cleaning, however, Tina still hadn't returned. Hours later, as I stewed about where she could be, Tina returned with a smile on her face. I met her at the front door still in my French maid costume and made the mistake of asking her where she'd been for so long. Instead of replying, she slapped me in the face and pointed down at the ankle high brown boots she was wearing. I immediately dropped to my knees and kissed her boots. When I looked up, she was smirking at me. She was in an especially dominant mood after visiting her "friend". Later, she even put me over her knees for the first time and spanked my bottom when I wasn't sufficiently respectful to her. By the end of the night, we both knew who the boss was in our relationship. The following day, Tina told me she had an exam the next week and that a "friend" was coming over later to help her study. She told me her "friend" was a guy and that she thought it would be fun if I dressed up and stayed in her closet during the study date. Obviously, she wanted me out of the way, although I wasn't smart enough to figure it out at the time. I was just thinking of how humiliating it would be. Before the study date, I dressed in a bra, panties, a short red pleated skirt, and a white long-sleeved bodysuit that snapped in the crotch that we'd bought at the mall. Because my pleated skirt looked like a cheerleader skirt, Tina thought it would be funny to make me cheer like a cheerleader and taught me some cheers as we waited for her study date. As I jumped up and down and kicked my legs up and chanted like a cheerleader, Tina couldn't stop laughing at me. Once the doorbell rang, Tina told me to get in her walk-in closet. She left the closet light on, shut the door and went upstairs to invite in her study date. I was surrounded by her dresses, blouses, skirts and shoes and buzzed with the submissive feeling a sissy gets when being humiliated. I could hear the two of them walk downstairs and hear their voices as they began "studying" in the next room. I was in the closet for well over an hour before the study date ended and her "friend" left. I was so horny after being surrounded by her pretty dresses that I couldn't wait to go down on her. She seemed to be in a particularly frisky mood as I orally pleased her. After her study date, it seemed like I was more of a girlfriend to Tina than a boyfriend. A couple of weeks later when her parents left for the weekend, we decided that I would spend the entire weekend cross-dressed and we would be girlfriends. The plan was to watch girly movies and hang around the house. One outfit Tina had me wear on Saturday was her mother's long sleeve, knee length, black dress with white polka dots that buttoned up the front. We matched it with taupe hose, bra, and panties. It was so much fun curling up on the couch and watching girly movies together in that dress. Although she didn't dominate me much that weekend, Tina did do one dominant thing that we had never done before. Saturday night when I dried off after getting out of the shower, she told me to lay down on my back on the bathroom floor. She then pulled down her shorts and panties to her knees, straddled my midsection, squatted over my stomach and pissed on me. I couldn't believe it! We had never discussed her doing this to me and it made me feel so submissive. Most of the humiliating things she'd done before came from sissy fantasies I shared with her. That was my last sissy time at Tina's parents' house, as I moved to another city a few hours away for graduate school. We continued our sissy relationship long-distance. Tina had me wear panties every day to class and write punishment lines if I misbehaved. She had me shave my underarms and legs and paint my toenails pink. We even got engaged shortly after the move, although I'm pretty sure now that it was to keep me from dating anyone, although that didn't stop her. During the long-distance phase of our relationship, Tina mostly dominated me over the phone. One thing she often did during our phone calls was to stop the conversation and say, "Tell me what you are." I would then have to say out loud, "I'm a sissy, a cocksucker, a queer, a faggot, a cross- dresser, a transvestite." Tina would laugh and tell me to say it louder, and I would repeat it louder. She'd then tell me to say it in a girly voice so I would repeat it in a girly voice. I never knew who heard me saying those things while walking down the hallway outside the door to my apartment. I'm sure she did it to make sure there were no other girls visiting me. If I made Tina mad during a phone call, she would tell me to go stand in the corner wearing a tan long sleeved sweater dresses she had given me and to call her back after a certain amount of time passed. Usually, it was fifteen minutes, although one time she made me stand in the corner for an hour. The corner was next to the door that opened to the hallway, so I would hear real men and women walking up and down the hallway talking just a couple of feet from where I stood wearing a dress with my nose pushed into the corner like a naughty child. After I first moved, Tina visited whenever she had a weekend free. To spice things up, while I went down on her, Tina would read out loud femdom stories from porn magazines I bought from an adult bookstore. She enjoyed reading the stories and I enjoyed listening to them while humping the bed as I orally pleasured her. Those stories gave her femdom ideas that did not come from me. During one of her first visits, I wore a purple satin teddy with a crotch that closed with snaps that we'd bought from a lingerie store, along with a dog collar she brought from home. Tina then fed me baby food, had me drink out of a baby bottle and suck on a pacifier like I was her sissy baby. After the novelty of that wore off, Tina had me sit on the floor and unsnap my teddy so she could access my balls. She then attached the swivel snap clip at the end of the dog leash to my ball sack so that the clip was held on by pinching my sack. It hurt! Tina then pulled the leash taunt to make me follow her by scootching along the floor on my butt trying to ease the pain. She laughed every time she pulled the leash. She later left the leash behind and had me clip my ball sack as punishment when I made her mad during a phone call. That night, Tina had me crawl to my bathroom and lick the toilet lid clean while she stood over me watching and laughing. I was only wearing a bra and panties. After finishing my cleaning task, she told me to crawl into the living room where she sat on the sofa so I could sit up on my knees in front of her. She took a tube of red lipstick from her purse and wrote on my stomach "sissy cocksucker" and "crossdresser". After doing that, she rode me around my apartment like I was a horse laughing the entire time as I crawled around on my hands and knees with her on my back yelling, "Giddy up!" During a visit a couple weeks later, Tina let me know how much she enjoyed pissing on me. That weekend, we went shopping at a lingerie store and bought a white Basque with pink hearts on it with a matching panty and stockings. When we got back to my apartment, Tina told me to wear the lingerie and lay on my back on the floor. She put a towel under my head, pulled down her shorts and panties, squatted over my face and told me to open my mouth. I couldn't believe what she was about to do and opened my mouth as she ordered. It wasn't long and she started pissing into my open mouth. It tasted awful but I swallowed every drop. The way she smiled and immediately had me go down on her, I could tell she was turned on. Over several visits we continued this pattern of Tina humiliating me followed by me going down on her while she read femdom stories from porn magazines. After she orgasmed as many times as she wanted, I was allowed to get on my back on the floor and tug my clitty until I got off. Month after month of this changed my sexual desires to where I could only get turned on if was being dominated in women's clothes. Even though I wasn't getting much actual sex from Tina, that didn't stop Tina. As our long-distance relationship progressed, we started talking about cuckolding, which was a theme in many of the femdom stories Tina read while I went down on her. Those cuckold stories hit a nerve with me and were just the excuse Tina needed to bring into the open what she'd been doing behind my back. It didn't take long before we decided that I would become her sissy cuckhold. The rules were simple. Tina was free to date whoever she wanted while I only dated Tina. When she got back home, Tina didn't hesitate to start dating other guys and letting me know about it. Before she'd get dressed for a date, she'd call and tell me to get dressed myself. This consisted of me wearing her sweater dress, panties and bra or a knee length (to me) cream-colored, long-sleeved satin nightgown with lace around the neck that used to be her nightgown (it looked like something a little girl would wear to bed). Once dressed, I'd sit around my apartment waiting for Tina to call after the date to give me details. When she'd call, we'd both have phone sex while she told me details about her date. Having my fianc?e talk about other men while I sat dressed in her clothes after having spent the entire night home alone made me feel so turned on, sissy and submissive. Tina's dates usually involved going to a restaurant or the movies and ended back at the guy's dorm room or house where they would make out. After seeing how I reacted to her making out with other guys, Tina stepped things up a few dates later by telling me that she'd gone back to a guy's house and gave him a handjob, which is something I never got. When this caused me to only be more submissive to her, Tina took it to the next level. On her next date, Tina called to tell me she'd gone back to her date's dorm room where they started to make out with each other. He fingered her and she stroked his cock until, one thing led to another, and they slept together. It stunned me. Even though she'd been dating other guys, I was the only guy she'd slept with (or so I was told). Her telling me she had slept with another guy while I was sitting alone in my apartment wearing her clothes made me feel so insecure and anxious to my stomach. Things had gone from fantasy to reality. I was a sissy cuckhold. It just so happened Tina was visiting me the following weekend. I picked her up from her grandparents, who lived halfway between us, and drove her back to my apartment. During the ride, Tina told me that she considered me to be one of her girlfriends and that she liked talking to me about her dates with other men. I didn't say anything, but I felt a buzz of submissiveness like I'd never felt before. When we got to my apartment, we were both so worked up that I immediately changed into my purple satin teddy and went down on her. While I orally pleasured her, she told me details about the guy she slept with. She couldn't resist telling me he had a bigger cock than me, which turned me on and caused me to hump the bed harder while going down on her. As I humped the bed, Tina lay back with a smile on her face enjoying multiple orgasms. After she was satisfied, she gave me permission to cum. This time, instead of getting on the floor, I got up on my knees at her feet and started playing with myself while she watched. When I was about to cum Tina stuck her foot up to me and I came on her foot. She held her foot up to my face so I could lick my warm cum off her foot. She just smiled contentedly as I debased myself in front of her. It was the first time I had tasted cum, and I felt so ashamed as my sissy urges left once I got off. Around this time in our relationship, Tina moved out of her parents' house into the college dorm. The first time I visited her dorm room, she had me wear one of her roommate's white frilly peasant blouses and short floral skater skirt over a bra and panties. After twirling around so the skirt flared out, Tina had me get on my knees in front of her so she could put a dog collar on me. After attaching the leash to the collar, she walked around her dorm room with me crawling behind her. Tina next hooked the end of the leash on the inside doorknob of the door leading to the hallway and went outside to write "do not disturb" on a dry erase board hanging on the outside of the door. I could hear her talking to other college girls while I was on my knees waiting just a few feet away. I was scared to death that at any moment Tina would throw open the door exposing me to other girls leashed and collared in a blouse and skirt. Lucky for me, she didn't. When she came back in, she took the leash and walked me to her bed where I orally pleasured her. Tina rarely visited me after moving to the college dorm. She obviously had an active social life while I sat in my apartment on weekends wearing her clothes waiting for her to call. The last time Tina visited my apartment I should have known things had changed between us because she was colder to me than she'd ever been before. I didn't know it at the time, but she'd met the guy she later dumped me for and was visiting me because she was horny and had me orally trained to please her. For that visit, Tina brought with her a pair of her panties, bra, and the trusty satin tap pant set for me to wear. She also brought a dog collar and leash. Before we went to sleep that night, I put on the clothes she brought and orally pleasured her to multiple orgasms while she tugged the leash and pulled my face into her pussy. I was so worked up I begged to have sex with her since it had been so long. I should have known something was up because she told me I could have sex but only if I wore a condom and didn't cum. Even though she was on the pill, she said she didn't want to "risk getting pregnant by you." She said it like the thought of it was repugnant to her. I did as Tina ordered and, after feebly attempting to make love to her, I pulled out and didn't cum. Tina told me she didn't want me in bed with her that night and to sleep on the floor next to the bed. Tina fell asleep with the loop at the end of my leash wrapped around her wrist. I was so horny that it took me some time to fall asleep on the hard floor. I'd barely gone to sleep before I was awakened by Tina tugging on the leash. I submissively crawled into the bed and between her legs where I orally satisfied her while she held the leash. Once she orgasmed, she told me to get back down on the floor where I slept the rest of the night. The next morning, Tina tugged on the leash again and I got back in bed to orally satisfy her. After she orgasmed, she rolled over and I worshipped her ass, kissing and rimming it, like the Goddess she was to me. She was still tired and after a few minutes of me worshipping her ass told me to put her panties on my head and to go stand in the corner sucking my thumb, so I wasn't "bothering" her anymore. I must have stood in the corner a half hour sucking my thumb before she decided it was time to get up and I could stop. After that trip, Tina stopped visiting me because she was always "busy", so I planned a trip to visit her over Christmas Break. When I knocked on her dorm room, Tina opened the door and told me to come in. Instead of giving me a kiss, she turned around and walked into her room where she picked up the bra, panties and tap pant set she often had me wear and threw them at me telling me to put them on. Tina knew once she had me in sissy mode that I was instantly submissive and easily manipulated. After putting on the clothes, I went down on Tina. After she orgasmed a couple of times, she let me get on the floor on my knees to play with myself. I was so horny and submissive I desperately begged Tina to "please humiliate me" while I tugged on my clitty. I had no dignity or pride left at that point in our relationship. Tina looked down on me from her bed as I frantically jerked my clitty begging her to humiliate me and said, "I would be humiliated if I were you. Look at yourself." Her tone was so mean that I instantly came. After I cleaned myself up, Tina took a nap in her bed while I slept on the hard tile floor next to it. After her nap, Tina decided she wanted to call a couple of guys she knew to chat. She told me that both would be long distance calls and that she didn't want to use her parents' long distance phone card. This was back when you used a phone card to make long distance calls and was billed the following month. Tina obviously wanted to use my phone card, so I gave it to her. She called one guy and sat down in a swivel chair in front of her desk. She swiveled my direction and pointed to her feet without saying anything. I got down on my hands and knees and started kissing her feet. She was in a much better mood talking to her friend, and I could hear her giggling and joking as I slavishly kissed her feet. Whatever they discussed, it must have turned Tina on because, after she hung up, she told me to beg to go down on her. I sat up on my knees with my arms and hands held out like a begging dog and desperately started begging, "Please Tina, please let me go down on you, please, I'm begging, please, please!" She looked down on me with an uncaring look of complete disdain and utter contempt and then she said words that I still hear to this day, "You're pathetic!" This is something that only another sissy will understand but when Tina called me "pathetic" it did something to me. It's one of those moments that is seared into my memory like it happened yesterday. There was no love in her eyes. Only plain malevolence. She wasn't saying mean things to turn me on. She didn't care about me at all and was just using me for my tongue. After telling me I was pathetic, Tina stood up and took her panties off so I could start orally pleasing her. She then called another guy to chat with him while I licked her pussy in a submissive sissy haze. Having me orally please her on my knees as she sat talking to another guy was humiliating enough, but what was more humiliating was receiving a $20 long-distance bill the next month for the two phone calls (after she dumped me) that I pathetically paid. Later that afternoon, Tina went to work a short shift at a part time job on campus. After she left, I noticed that pictures of me she usually had in her dorm room were gone so I started snooping around her desk looking for them. Instead of pictures what I found were love letters between her and another guy. I confronted Tina about the letters when she got off work and she admitted she'd met someone else. I naively thought I'd continue being Tina's sissy cuckold. She didn't want that though and was ready to move on with a real man, which I didn't figure out until she dumped me. That night Tina didn't want me to sleep in the same bed with her, but I begged so much she relented and let me sleep in the same bed wearing my usual tap pant set, bra and panties. She gave me the cold shoulder for most of the night until finally telling me to sleep at the end of the bed near her feet. I curled up submissively at her feet and went back to sleep. When I woke up, I couldn't resist kissing her feet. Tina spread her legs and I kissed my way up to her pussy where I licked her to multiple orgasms. After getting out of bed that morning, Tina called a female friend and sat in her desk chair talking to her friend. She pointed to her feet after sitting down and I got on my hands and knees in front of her and started kissing her feet still wearing the tap pant set I wore to bed. While kissing her feet I noticed her roommate's black leather boots next to the desk. I was so submissively horny at that point I reached over and grabbed the boots and asked Tina, in a whisper so her friend couldn't hear, if I could put the boots on her feet. Tina looked down on me with such contempt, but she shook her head yes. I lovingly took the black leather boots and placed them on her feet while she talked. I then lay down flat on my stomach on the floor and kissed and licked the black leather boots while humping the floor. Tina was right, I was pathetic. She continued chatting with her friend until a break in the conversation when she covered the phone with her hand and told me that I was making too much noise kissing and licking the boots. She told me to take the boots off her feet and to put them on my feet. I squeezed my feet into the boots and then got back down on my hands and knees and continued kissing her feet. After hanging up with her friend, Tina rolled the chair to the front of her desk where her computer sat. She told me she wanted to chat online with the guy she'd been exchanging love letters and ordered me to get under her desk so she could use me as a footrest. I crawled under her desk and squatted down on my elbows and knees so she could rest her feet on my back. Tina chatted online for about five minutes with her feet on my back before telling me she wanted me to clean the bathroom she shared with her roommate, who was out of town that weekend. I crawled out from under her desk and started to stand up to walk to the bathroom when Tina snapped her fingers at me, pointed to the floor and said, "Did I say you could walk?" I immediately dropped to my hands and knees and crawled down the hallway to her bathroom. I could hear her typing on her keyboard and giggling occasionally as I cleaned the bathroom. After I finished cleaning and Tina finished chatting, I changed into my regular clothes and thought it was time for us to leave to go to a New Year's Eve party in a town a few hours away we'd talked about before my visit. Instead, Tina told me she wasn't going to the party and that I should go by myself. It hit me like a ton of bricks that she was serious with this guy and that I wasn't just being cuckolded, I was being dumped. The last time I ever saw Tina was when she closed her dorm room door on me. I only talked to her a couple of times over the phone after she dumped me. During our last conversation, she mentioned the idea of me remaining her sissy slave so I could clean her dorm room for her and maybe she would see if her new fianc? wanted me to suck his cock since she didn't like giving blow jobs. Nothing came of it, but I was so "pathetic" that it turned me on thinking about it while I played with myself. In the end, I spent three years dressing up, being humiliated and orally pleasing Tina to hundreds of orgasms. Almost all my orgasms came after I dressed in women's clothes or lingerie and played with myself after being humiliated. This conditioning process caused me to lose the ability to have sex like a normal man. Instead, I'd have to be cross-dressed to get hard or, during the rare times I was with a girl after Tina, I'd have to have oral sex with the girl while humping the bed and thinking of how Tina humiliated me and called me "pathetic" until I could get hard enough to have sex. By the time our relationship ended, I couldn't avoid the fact that while I'd taken Tina's virginity, she'd taken my manhood. There was no going back, I would forever be a pathetic sissy.