Breaking Tina
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Part Two:-
Tina (or Justin) started life as an effeminate ultra-privileged white boy in the Ivory Coast. His every whim was attended to by an army of poor black workers employed if you could call it that by his powerful father George. George owned all the farm land and treated his workers appallingly using brutal and racist South African managers to keep his staff in hand.
Daily beatings and humiliations were the norm for the natural inhabitants of the land on what was now George?s estate, charmingly named White Houses Farm. George specialised in making examples of his staff and if any slight indiscretion needed rectifying he usually beat the culprit in public after stripping them down to a simple farm issue thong, all the better to highlight there poverty, lowly status and tortured sweating bruised black bodies.
Justin?s charmed existence was not without a wonderful bit of sabotage and fantastically effective re-programming however its fair to say. Justin?s maids (as his natural mother could never waste her precious time on crying children) used subtle techniques 24/7 to extract a wonderful and prolonged revenge on the family. The clever maids used a combination of techniques to ensure Justin was moulded how they needed him / her to be, to both keep them in work and wonderfully undermine and embarrass his powerful father figure George.
Every single time Justin needed comforting, or was fed, or tended to, or shown any affection at all, the maids always without fail made sure they inserted a small wiggling / massaging finger into the young boys tight pussy. Every day, many many times a day, for years on end, Justin associated pleasure, feeding, kindness, affection and attention with a lovely feeling deep in his boi-pussy. This technique had been used widely in Victorian England by maids to ensure the family never dispensed with their services but her it had two purposes.
Justin had however show marked sissy tendencies from the start and and did not need any encouragement to wiggle his pussy or cry for attention. His naturally thin and weak frame combined with soft skin and distinctly effeminate gait and posture made his feminisation totally natural and unobtrusive from the start.
This programming had fantastic results as his own mother never knew this technique so whenever she tried to comfort him with food or anything he simply cried and wanted his maid. Over the years this continual crying and blatant upsetting need for his clever manipulative maids, ensured he was firmly estranged from his mother and became totally the property of the group of wonderfully imaginative servant girls.
So day after day Justin had his little boi-pussy stimulated and this combined with breast feeding, spankings and dressing in blatantly frilly girly clothes set a firm bed rock for Justin?s later and utter transformation to Tina. To accelerate the boi?s perversion the maids played games on him every day to ensure he remained firmly sissy. These ranged from erotic spankings while playing with his little white clit, to making him suck his milk through adapted big black dildos or tweaking his sore nipples while feeding.
A favourite game was to dress the boi as a ultra sissy maid massage his boi-pussy and gspot till he had a tiny erection, then let him watch one of the lovely sexy serving maids get fucked slowly deeply and methodically by one of the many beautiful massive farm worker boys. Justin was allowed to play with his clit and ride a thick black wooden dildo while the older black couple pleasured themselves. The amusement of watching the poor little sissy all in frilly costume working up to a lather on the dildo while his incredibly cruel and racist father ran his farm of hell, was indescribable to the staff and was a very regular and enjoyable game.
As the sissy boi got older the games became more intense. Justin was by the age of eleven or twelve was wearing panty thongs 24/7 thinking they were normal attire and had been introduced to a butt plug and chastity cage under the excuse he wet this bed and needed ?sealing up? during the day. By thirteen Justin was a flagrant faggot, sissy with girly seed weeping from his little clit whenever he saw a black man and continually pleading with the maids to let him go wee wee or relive himself sexually. To say his father was embarrassed to look or even speak to him was the biggest understatement of the age. A normal game was to let him dress and let him get all worked up, then reapply the plug and cage all evening and night while the couples played and enjoyed each other?s bodies all around him.
Many nights Justin or Tina as she was already occasionally called spent the night in her bed plugged, caged and tied while similar aged black boys spanked or cropped her without ever letting her cum. As her father and mother had despaired of her she was often left unsupervised so all the staff had regular access to her bedroom.
By sixteen Tina was a total cock whore pure and simple and that is when the training stepped up a gear, but I rush on again too fast