Master Brett and Slave Mark's Feminine side, chapter 2
Even though, the events of the evening had both stunned and excited me, I couldn't believe what I had done and for that matter, how I was dressed, or undressed. And as I looked around Manny's lounge I could see my reflection in the large standing Mirrors and all I could see were two middle age men embracing each other, hands and fingers touching foundling and caressing every inch of our bodies. But what you have to remember is that until 4-5 hours ago, the thought of me touching another man was crazy, I was straight as a die, I was heterosexual, I was hot to trot for pussy, tits and soft arses, and now look at me. And the mirror told the true story; it did not try to hide the truth, because it exposed me for what is was or about to become. It became more and more evident each time I looked in the mirror, Manny had a firm grip of my exposed cock, in one hand and the other played with my nicely framed arse. Between the garter straps and the tops of the stocking displayed a pink/red butt cheeks, freshly spanked and used, the heat was still there , but no way was it as hot or heated when I first received the spanking and paddling.
Manny absolutely revelled in the freedom he was afforded by Master Brett, He had a full week to train and use me anyway he felt like, and he had Master Brett's blessing. "OK , let's get you into a pair of heels or pumps, then you can get used to walking around in them , they'll help show off your calves, and will give your stockings a whole new look". Manny disappeared for 5 minutes, and then came back with a number of shoes, that may fit. I sat back in the arm chair as Manny secured a pair to my feet, "Yep, they'll do", and as I rose my protruding cock brushed up against Manny's face, as he told me to walk about his lounge , I saw him lick his lips, he clearly liked the close encounter. As I struggled to maintain balance and posture, he guided me through various ways to control my steps, and after ten minutes of training, I was starting to get the hang of things. "OK, let's make things a little more interesting, Each time you stop and bend over to pick something up your arse will spanked and licked, Which one do you think you would prefer?" "Licked please, my arse is still sore from the previous spanking, "Fair enough, but with pain there is also an element of pleasure , each time you lose your balance, your nipples will be pinched , pulled and twisted, until you beg me to stop, is that clear?","Yes Manny. "But as a reward for keeping your balance, your cock will be sucked, for a 30 seconds, but you are NOT PERMITTED to cum , and if you do you will be spanked severely and then we'll start all over again". Manny went about the lounge dropping various objects on the floor, just so I could pick them up. I watched Manny's garter and stocking frame arse with probably more interest than I should have, but couldn't draw my eyes away, each time he bent over, he inadvertently or on purpose spread his legs giving me a uninterrupted view of his butt and exposed hole, Then the games began, "OK way you go, take your time this is not a race, keep your balance if you can"
As I approached the first object, my balance was fairly good, but as I bent over in my shoes, my weight shifted and I had to correct my balance. I finally picked the object up and brought it back to Manny, as I approached he grabbed my exposed nipples, and twisted the orbs, pulling and extending them, this way and that. The pain shot right though to the very tits of my nipples, I moaned and groaned until I begged Manny to stop. "Please Manny, I'm begging you, please stop, I'll try to do better" He released them and I moved onto the next object, but I positioned my legs better and picked up the object, taking it back to Manny, this time he dropped to his knees and quickly suck my raging hard cock, I had never felt anything so soft, his lips and tongue were like a velvet glove, and his hands played with my heated arse, occasionally he tickled my rose bud hole, then he stopped. I absolutely love the feeling, my cock was pulsating with excitement, and when he released it from that sweet mouth, it just boobed in the air searching for his mouth again. I could see how slick it was, coated with Manny's juices, I wanted that agin, so I continued around the lounge until I found the next object. I was so excited that I found what I was looking for that I lost my balance again. This time Manny approached me, told me to stand with my legs apart, get my balance and maintain it, then stood behind me and swatted my arse a dozen times, until I begged him to stop, which he did. Then he dropped to his knees and sank his face into my crack licking and sucking my hole giving me pleasure that I didn't think was possible, once again I had never felt anything like this in my life. I continued to push my butt into Manny face and tongue, and then of course he stopped. My cock was rock hard, and jutted out from my groin, the mirror on the wall showed just how excited I was, and my outfit just made me look hotter. As Manny rose to his feet I could help but notice that his cock was now just as hard as mine, and dripping pre-cum. Our cocks touched briefly then he grabbed my nipples and twisted them again, the pain was torturous but my nipples loved the attention, and the fact that our cocks danced occasionally as he inflicted the pain, made it worthwhile. I had one more object to pick up so I concentrated, kept my balance, approached the object, spread my legs, exposing everything, not caring that Manny could see my freshly licked arse, I picked it up and took it to my trainer. "Very Good, your learning, I suppose you want your reward" my cock answered for me, as Manny dropped to his knees again and engulfed my cock right down to the base, this was fucking heaven , my entire cock was hitting the back of his throat, my balls bounced on his chin, then Manny's hand once again found my heated arse, probed my hole even inserting a finger, his other hand found my nipples, and started twisting and pulling, I was moaning and groaning in ecstasy, I couldn't control myself, Manny's mouth had years of experience and he quickly brought me to the edge, the nipple torture, the finger in my arse, "Please Manny I have to cum , Please may I cum, I'm so fucking hot, I want to blow in your mouth , Please Manny I can't stop" Manny pulled his mouth of my cock long enough to grant me permission, then drove his face and mouth back on my pulsating cock.
Then rockets went off, my body stiffened, my arse clenched together, trapping his finger as a mind blowing orgasm rocked the entire house, I must have pump gallons of cum into Manny's mouth ( at least it felt like gallons) and as he sucked he slapped my arse, spanking it with all his might. I had a mixture of pain and pleasure, with each butt slap my cock drove into Manny's mouth, and possible more cum sprayed and squirted, and I didn't fucking care, I wanted every part of this and more, I was a man, a sissy man , and I was obsessed, even as my cock wilted, I kept pumping Manny's face until he pulled away, the spanking and nipple twisting stopped, and I crumpled to the floor, totally exhausted and drained emotionally and physically, I was done...
I was laying on the floor right next to Manny who was kneeling alongside me, even in my dazed state I could see his still and protruding cock, it loamed over me like a magicians wand, I could see the pre-cum sitting on the very tip, the light just picking up glints of sparkle s it just sat there waiting to drop. As I slowly recovered, and stop breathing like a draught horse, I slowly twisted my body so that I could thank Manny properly, which is what he was probably waiting for. I now slowly licked the entire shaft, after previous hesitation was well gone, I now could not get enough of his dick, the feeling of hot flesh pulsating in my mouth was so exciting, I could feel the veins pumping blood up and down the shaft, and the smooth skin that moved each time my tongue rolled over the head. My action were far more controlled than my first attempt at giving a blow job, and even though I was in no way near the profession that Manny was, I was improving all the time, and Manny's moans and groans of appreciation proved I was doing something right. I licked and sucked every inch , top, bottom and sides, even gently licking his balls which he appeared to enjoy, and then I felt slight shivers roll through Manny's body as his cock began to swell , and his nice smooth cock moved erratically in my mouth, "Fuck you're a fast learner Bitch, I'm about to decorate your throat again, Yes keep going, don't you dare stop you slut, you beautiful Sissy Boi, Suck that cock" I didn't need any more encouragement I sucked his shaft until I felt the squirts of cum fill my mouth, then I went into over drive, licking and sucking like mad man. My sole purpose in life was to drain the essence out of my Cross Dressing Trainer, I was doing my best Dyson vac impersonation, I wanted and needed every last drop, then Manny pushed me away, "Fuck your trying to kill me, you're a fantastic cock sucker, but you need to control the last part of your play, be gentle, lick softly, smother the dick with kisses, treat it with love, and you'll get plenty of cock in the future." I took everything he said in, processed my thoughts and gently licked and smothered his wilting cock with a thousand kisses. "Much better Sissy Boi, you'll learn "I sat back very pleased with my efforts. And the contented look on Manny's face gave me the impression I did something very right.
We both laid on the floor revelling in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss, neither one of us had to say anything; our well used cocks said it all, as they lay limp and lifeless. I can't imagine what Manny was thinking, but I had a thousand and one thoughts racing through my brain. How could a straight, heterosexual guy end up wearing stockings and garter and still have the taste of delicious cum in his mouth. In a few short hours my life had been completely turn up side down, some of the visions I witnessed tonight stunned, and excited me at the same time, and how the hell does pain become pleasure so quickly?.."Ok Sissy Bitch time for a shower, as we staggered to our feet and regained some degree of balance, I glanced at the wall mirror again and saw two men dressed in female underwear, I don't think there was anything special about us, but what we just did certainly joined us in some way. After we both stripped of our gear, Manny set the shower temp and we both climbed in and soaped each other up, our fingers and hands explored, touched and probed. Manny's beard was given a shampoo treatment and got to rub his manly hairy chest. "Ok, it's time to get rid of the bush, Manny said as he handed me the razor, then I remembered the pledge to Master Brett NO HAIR BELOW THE NECK. I reluctantly took the razor, applied more soap then started to scrape the hair from my chest, Manny grabbed another razor and commenced removing the hair on my butt and legs, It was the strangest feeling, and I loved the close attention was receiving, occasionally Manny would give me direction on which way to move, so he could complete his task. I didn't have a great deal of hair on my chest, so it didn't take too long, Manny reminded me to also do my arm pits , making sure to get them perfectly smooth. This part completed, Manny stepped out of the shower, allowing me enough space to do my crutch area, "Take your time, do not rush this part, gently allow the razor to glide over your nuts and above your cock, spread your legs, and remove any hair between your butt cheeks and especially your cute hole. Bitch you may not get all the hair this time but you'll slowly get quicker and more proficient at it in time, down the track you may decide to get them wax or removed permanently, but my little trainee Sissy Girl, when your finished and dried, and a touch of perfume you will be amazed at you transformation, your cock and balls will appear bigger and every bit of clothing will have a whole new feel to them"
I heeded Manny's advice, and even as the water rinsed off the last reminisce of soap, Ii felt as if I was cleaner in somehow, but when I dried off and looked at myself in the shower, there was a whole new Sissy Bitch looking back at me, I hadn't been this hairless since before puberty, I scanned my entire body, for any hairs that I may have missed and a slight smile emerged on my face. "Nice look, you'll get used to it". You'll learn to love being this clean, this level of nakedness, and this exposed". Manny approached me with a spray bottle of perfume and gave me a burst under each arm and my crutch area, then kissed me passionately, feeling my now totally exposed crutch and arse, "You look and feel great, but now it's time for you to go home, I've left a package on the couch for you to use when you get home. You have work tomorrow, I have your phone number, and mine is in the package, in the next couple of days you will return and we'll continue your training, Master Brett will also call you to see how you are going. Now go get dressed you spunky little Sissy Girl, I'll be in touch".
Manny disappeared into the kitchen whilst I got dressed in my street clothing, but it was completely different, I felt every stand of fabric and seam, but at the same time the pants and shirt just seemed to slip on, and every step I took, my clothing move on me not with me. It was weird, but felt great. I let myself out, picking up the package as I left, I made my way to the car door and basically slipped in, even the jocks I had on appeared to floated inside my pants, I placed the package on the passenger seat and drove home, keen to find out what was in the package, but more importantly what contents meant for my future....