Submissive sissy
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There are new developments in my tgirl life. Suddenly I have contact with a number of dominant men who actually prefer out and out sissies to transvestites. It is almost as if having decided that my true nature is to be a sissified mincing faggot that I am on a path and that there are more helping hands than I realised.
A few months ago, I was contacted on Twitter by one of these guys who likes the ultra-feminine sissy above all else. I know they are fairly rare but they do exist as I have recently found. Master N is taking a long view of our relationship and has obviously mapped out a training programme of progressive sissification. From the beginning I have kept myself shaved of all hair beneath the neck. I'm still working on chastity but here we rushed it too quickly, plunging into me wearing a device 24/7 right away. It wasn't long before I was rubbed raw by the CB6000. The Holy Trainer is better designed but even so it's recommended that one build up usage and this I have done to the extent that I am now wearing it daily and only remove it just before going to sleep.
Each day begins with panty parade where I put on the panties I will wear that day and take a photograph and send it to him immediately. We text constantly and not just about me being a sissy but about life in general. Despite this I know always that he is in charge. Sometimes we will speak on the phone and he wants to know that just by vocalising I can convey my sissiness. I think the voice can be the most difficult aspect of feminisation but I have had classical singing lessons all my life and this helps in terms of using a head rather than chest voice and I also work on colouring the voice.
I also have to practise sissy deportment when alone. We have a few cam to cam sessions each week where I must display myself in all my sissy glory, while he watches critically. For these sessions I am entirely in pink - corset, stockings, heels, bra, dress all in pink with a frou from pink collar and frilly wristlets. His verdict is that I have developed exceptionally well in a few months. The next step is to be our first meeting - we shall book a hotel room halfway between his place and mine. I'll get there first and change and he will then turn up to view his sissy creation.
Then another dominant man has entered my life. Once again an Internet meeting but very soon a date was made and he duly showed up. On his motorbike. In his leathers. Well that excited me! He had a dinner engagement and apologised in advance saying that he would only be able to stay an hour! An hour...I am so used to ten minutes! Anyway I was all in pink so once again happily presenting myself as a sissy. There was wonderful chemistry between us and he loves the sensuality of sissy dress and caressed my stockinged legs and pink satin bum for ages while kissing me and telling me exactly what he wanted to do. Which he then proceeded to do but slowly. I sucked his dick for ages while he said no woman had ever taken him so deep. I reminded him of that established fact that sissies give the best blowjobs ever. He said that I was only the third tgirl he had been with and I was going to be the first one he fucked. I started in about not having been fucked in ages, that I was too tight, but he would have none of this.
Well it did hurt like Hell and because it did not simply slip in I think I set up a mental barrier. Perhaps sensing this, he increased his verbal contribution, no longer encouraging me but verbally abusing me telling me that I am a whore and what a useless whore I am if I cannot take a dick. He became increasingly dominant and I became correspondingly submissive and so I relaxed and this did the trick as he sank his dick to its fullest extent in my sissy cunt. He then proceeded to fuck me in earnest and it was not long before my pain turned to pleasure and I was calling out my need to be fucked. I wanted it to go on and on but he was over excited and soon shot.
The hour became three all too quickly! He had traveled fifty miles out of his way to meet me and had that fifty to drive back plus a further fifty to get to his dinner date. He must have been terribly late.
Since then he has been in touch constantly and I am seeing him again next week.
And the third of my recent experiences is again with a dominant man - Master N. At this stage it is still confined to cyber land - messages, obeying instructions, taking photographs to please him - but most of all cam to cam. How often have I been frustrated and disappointed by cam to cam... I show myself in alll my sissy finery while looking at a blank screen and responding only to a voice, or more usually looking only at a dick being jerked off. Not with this Master. From the beginning I have seen his face and I must say I have never had more intense cyber sex. He insists I look deep into his eyes as he tells me what a useless slut and sissy I am. He makes me degrade myself in front of him, crawl to him, or prance and mince around the room while he criticises any hint of masculinity in me. His biggest turn ons, he tells me, are sissies, slaves, maids and Stepford wives. I shall be all of these for him he informs me.
I'm still on probation with him but he is only interested in real meetings so we are working towards that. He is a man of fifty-one and I have to say the most masculine man I have ever encountered. He is a kind of handsome thug with a deep, assertive voice and mesmerising eyes. Though he loves verbal abuse there is nothing cliched about the way he delivers it. He is calm, relaxed, never raises his voice and humiliates me in the most natural and matter of fact way as if what he says is the simplest and purest truth. He is simply dominating, assertive and controlling by nature. The effect on me is devastating. He is like a drug and I am addicted. I am into it immediately at such a depth that I feel no shame or guilt about my behaviour. Once, with Master T's permission, I was permitted to cum on camera for Master N. It had been two weeks since my last orgasm so the build up was there but I was told I would shoot on command and that this window of opportunity would last one minute. If I didn't shoot at sixty seconds that would be my chance gone for another two weeks. So I played with my sissy clit while he calmly verbalised his plans for me and what I would soon become. And then the command and out it shot. It may just be the best orgasm of my entire life.
He knows his power over me, tells me that he knows I have looked for a Master like him all my life, that it is my good fortune to have encountered him.
So as you can see I have suddenly found myself being satisfied on a deep psychic level and it is simply wonderful. I have found that even cyber connections can address our psychic needs. I am very content these days!