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Feb. 2nd, 2008

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MISTRESS: hey darling
ME: hello ma'am
MISTRESS: I loved domming you the other day
MISTRESS: or week, whenever it was
ME: I'm glad, I was worried it might be getting old or boring for you
MISTRESS: you could never get old or boring
MISTRESS: and I’m sorry I made you feel that way
ME: No, it wasn't anything you did
ME: I just know your moods change
MISTRESS: as do yours
MISTRESS: ;-)
ME: I was worried you might miss the way I was and be bored with me like this
MISTRESS: no
ME: so having a subbie like me still gets you excited?
MISTRESS: uh YEAH
ME: I just need to hear it every so often I guess
MISTRESS: I completely understand
MISTRESS: you're turning into a sissy girl more and more I suppose
ME: I hope so
MISTRESS: hee hee!
MISTRESS: you just need the reassurance that you're a good little slut and your MISTRESS loves you very much
ME: yes ma'am
ME: and sometimes it's fun when you talk about how I used to be and contrast it to how we are now
ME: I need to be reminded of what I've lost
ME: or rather what you took from me
MISTRESS: yeah, that's fun to throw in your face
ME: Yay
MISTRESS: cause you used to be so dominant
MISTRESS: I was like putty in your hands
ME: Please do it often ma'am, I need it a lot
MISTRESS: and now.....not so much
MISTRESS: have you had anything up your ass lately?
MISTRESS: cause I have
ME: Not recently enough, no
MISTRESS: and if I can do it, you sure as hell can
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: you need to get that ass stretched out if you ever want to get fucked like the slut you know deep in your heart you are
MISTRESS: cause getting ass fucked can hurt and I don't want it to hurt too much
MISTRESS: just enough to be kinda fun
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: plus I like the thought of something up your ass
MISTRESS: and if it can't be my fake dick or some guy's real dick then it needs to be something you put up there yourself
ME: You know what would be fun ma'am (something to think about for the future)
MISTRESS: what?
ME: if you made a personal ad to find and arrange a meeting with a man for me
MISTRESS: that could be fun
MISTRESS: I’ll have to think of something
ME: then there would be no backing out or failed plans, plus you'd be involved so it'd be you fucking me by proxy
MISTRESS: that's true
ME: and so humiliating to not even be able to pick my own man, I'd not even get a say if he was hot or not
MISTRESS: of course there may be failed plans
MISTRESS: even I can't control that darling
ME: I know, but its better odds I think
MISTRESS: okie
ME: was just a thought ma'am
MISTRESS: I understand
MISTRESS: but you're also being punished so I’m withholding an opinion for the moment
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: and you know why you're being punished, right?
ME: pictures ma'am
MISTRESS: no
ME: Um no ma'am?
MISTRESS: BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T HAD ANYTHING UP YOUR FUCKING ASS FOR MONTHS, HAVE YOU?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?
ME: Once ma'am
MISTRESS: ok
MISTRESS: but it needs to be more than that
MISTRESS: in a perfect world it would be at least every other day
MISTRESS: as it is I will understand if you can only get away with once a week or once every 10 days or so
ME: I'll do it more ma'am, from here on out
MISTRESS: you had better
MISTRESS: and I want proof that you've done it
ME: even if it means doing it in the bathroom just for the sake of doing it
MISTRESS: good
MISTRESS: try and keep it up there as long as you can get away with being alone in the bathroom
ME: I'll bring a book or something ma'am
MISTRESS: okie
MISTRESS: and like I said I want a pic every time you do it
MISTRESS: even if it's a pic off your phone
ME: I'll do my best ma’am; those pics are really hard to take
MISTRESS: well you'll just have to fucking figure something out, won't you
MISTRESS: you're not that stupid
ME: yes ma'am
ME: I won't disappoint you
ME: I'm dripping in my pants a little bit ma’am; I feel it on my leg
MISTRESS: skank
MISTRESS: are you gonna finish things of with your woman?
MISTRESS: treat her the way you want me to treat you
ME: I might ma'am
ME: She's freshly shaved
MISTRESS: nice
MISTRESS: I would totally watch and egg you on
MISTRESS: saying things like....poor girl...she wishes she had a real man instead of just a little slut like you
MISTRESS: and.....I suppose I’ll just have to fuck her to show her what it's like to be truly taken
ME: oh my
MISTRESS: didn't see that coming did you?
ME: no ma'am
ME: I'm so hard right now
ME: I have so many questions, but I know you won't answer
MISTRESS: like what?
ME: would you make me watch? would you make her say how much better you are than me? would you force me to dress in front of her? would you then take me like you took her and make her watch what a slut I am?
MISTRESS: yes, yes, yes and yes
MISTRESS: I would delight in dressing you up in front of her
MISTRESS: esp. since I know she doesn't know
MISTRESS: humiliating you to the max
MISTRESS: in front of your own wife no less
MISTRESS: not a stranger, the woman you will spend the rest of your life with
MISTRESS: letting her know you want to not only get into her underwear figuratively but also literally
ME: so hot....
MISTRESS: well I’m glad you think so
MISTRESS: even if I didn't ask
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: yeah when you're fucking her, remember if I was fucking her she would like it better
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: cause I’m not such a sissy
ME: no ma'am, you aren't
MISTRESS: I’m good enough to make you cry over my lap
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: still rock hard?
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: good
MISTRESS: that's how I like you best
MISTRESS: well I would have to modify that
MISTRESS: I think I would like you best, rock hard in a short dress
ME: I'd love that ma'am
MISTRESS: as would I
MISTRESS: with a string of beads up your ass
MISTRESS: constantly grabbing your attention
ME: :drools:
MISTRESS: yeah I think I would have you sleep at the foot of the bed instead of beside me
MISTRESS: cause if you slept beside me it would be too much like when you domed me or when we dated
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: you could cuddle with my feet
ME: I would love to do that if it would make you happy
MISTRESS: it would be cute anyway
MISTRESS: you would be so cute in frilly stuff though
MISTRESS: well.....cute and hairy
MISTRESS: two of my fave things
MISTRESS: *things
ME: yeah, I wish I could go all the way and get waxed
MISTRESS: eh, it's not necessary
MISTRESS: like I’ve said before I would like the fact that you're still so masculine in the feminine garb
MISTRESS: to me it seems like it would be more humiliating to almost be your normal self
ME: but yet have it all striped away, yes ma'am
ME: I'd probably feel more vulnerable that way
MISTRESS: waxed or normal
ME: normal
MISTRESS: that's what I thought
MISTRESS: you taught me that
MISTRESS: I think
MISTRESS: that just a little bit of normalcy in a unusual situation makes you feel more vulnerable
MISTRESS: like having your shoes and socks on while being fucked
MISTRESS: or being dressed up in normal clothes while wearing a collar everywhere
ME: That last one does sounds familiar
ME: And yes ma'am, it would be easier to slip "into femme" if I was waxed and smooth, but still being hairy would remind me I'm not a hot girl, but rather a pathetic sissy, a cheap imitation
MISTRESS: yeah well....let's not get your hopes up
MISTRESS: I mean you'll never be a "real girl"
MISTRESS: just a sad man who wants to be one
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: wanna know something really kinda funny?
ME: Yes please
MISTRESS: the meaner I am to you, the nicer and flirtier I am with my man
MISTRESS: I’m talking to him and I’m all sweetness and light
MISTRESS: and with you I’m not
MISTRESS: I guess because he's deserving of more than my contempt
ME: Yes ma'am, I'd say so
ME: flirting is nice, isn't it ma'am?
MISTRESS: I think it is
MISTRESS: I can't imagine you know how to do it as a girl
ME: no ma'am, I don't
ME: it's why I'm a slut
MISTRESS: I also seem to remember you didn't really get my signals when I was flirting with you all those years ago
ME: no ma'am
MISTRESS: so you're just useless at it as a guy and as a slut
MISTRESS: that's sad
ME: yes ma'am
MISTRESS: it must really suck to be you
MISTRESS: I’m just pointing out the obvious
ME: yes ma'am
ME: I have to go now ma'am, but if you have more you need to say, please email me ma'am
MISTRESS: I will
MISTRESS: have a good night
MISTRESS: try not to disappoint your woman too much when you fuck her
ME: I feel like you are being really open right now and I hate to log off in the middle of it
MISTRESS: it's ok
ME: thank you ma'am
ME: Good night
MISTRESS: night
ME: and I love you
MISTRESS: I love you too

Sep. 18th, 2007

Bite

An Introduction

What is there for a sissy to say about herself? I'm a male, but the woman whom I am in service to has forbidden me from referring to myself in the masculine. She told me that she was more of a man than I was and she is pretty damn girly. It made me blush a little, but she knows that I crave humiliation and degredation. She's a sweet lady.

I'm not sure how this all got started, or where it might all end. Once upon a time, I was actually my Mistresses dom. I did things to her, I used her and humiliated her. I can remember how much I liked it, but now that part of me is stripped away and I am a mere fuck puppet for her or whomever she decides to loan me out to. Of course, being the nasty little slut I am, I seek it out on my own now; a dominating woman to use me or a hard cock to penetrate me. I have to tell you all this, so you can enjoy watching the fall, as my masculinity is literally fucked out of me.

She has chosen the outfit I'll wear when she leaves me alone in her home. I'll be wearing it while I clean her house. I'll be wearing it while I receive the packages delivered to her door. I'll be wearing it when the Moron missionaries ring the bell. They will all see what appears to be a man, very unpassable, dressed as a wanton whore. I'll be in a super short sexy skirt over cute, side tie panties, a white fish net top over a bra with some padding to create the illusion of breasts (she hasn't designated one yet), heels, with the white to match my top, with anal beads up my ass at all time, unless I'm using the restroom or she is using my ass. She has picked out for herself (and me, I suppose) a strapless strap-on that she plans to keep handy when we are together. She also has told me of a frilly apron she has that she'll be having me wear when I cook for her; just that and my anal beads. The ring of the beads will swing and sway as I prance around her kitchen, preparing food for her. She has also made it clear that at any time, she might just bend me over and fuck me. She also has made clear her desire to fuck me on my back, like the girl she is making me. She wants me in a garter belt, stocking and heels for that. She has told me she likely won't touch my cock at all, instead she'll let it flop around uselessly.

It burns a bit, the things she plans to do to me. My pride still remembers that it was I who used to fuck her. Now I'll be bent over, receiving that strap-on just because she wants to hear me moan. She has already begun conditioning me for it. I'm no longer allowed to masturbate to completion unless I have a toy up my ass. I'm starting to really enjoy it. I asked her one time if she was concerned the things she was doing to me might to make me completely queer (I've always considered myself more pansexual or bisexual, whichever word works best, I suppose) and her reply was "Honestly I don't care if it does. I don't care if you like taking it up your ass more than doing some one else up their ass." She always says such wonderful things.

In the end, I really wish I could fuck a girl that is half the slut my Mistress is making me into. The clothes, the deeds, it's all the stuff that the "straight" part of me wants in a woman, but am now denied. The fall is going to be long, and I think we are all going to enjoy it.

I'll leave you now with a little excerpt from a chat my Mistress and I had a few nights ago. It's a delicous glimpse into the mind of the woman who destroyed my manhood and gave birth to a complete and utter bitch-slut.

Mistress: Well the reason I like the tie on panties so much is that it means little effort to have you without them.
Mistress: So I would be able to bend you over and untie them.
Mistress: I would have my hand on your lower back over the bed.
Mistress: Unfortunately you would have to take the shoes off owing to the fact that you would be taller than me.
Mistress: But I suppose I could find some really slutty/girly flip flops to wear.
Mistress: But I'm going to buy that toy soon.
Mistress: And it's going to go up your ass.
Mistress: Frequently.
Mistress: And sometimes I may let you touch yourself when I'm fucking your ass.
Mistress: But others you'll have to wait it out.
Mistress: Maybe for a while.
Mistress: I could fuck you then tie you up.
Mistress: With your ass still throbbing.
Mistress: And play with you.
Mistress: Keep something visual to keep you always at half mast.
Mistress: And play with you some more.
Mistress: Until you could almost scream from the frustration.
Mistress: Oh and if you do scream I'll gag you until I think you've learned your lesson.
Mistress: And if I have to gag you it means I'll have to paddle you too.
Mistress: Anytime that I have to take extra actions means a paddling.
Mistress: Of course, I'll paddle you even when you're good but mostly when you're bad.
Mistress: When you're good and get a paddling sometimes I'll lick your anus.
Mistress: I actually enjoy doing that.
Mistress: Granted I enjoy having it done more but I do think I would enjoy licking your asshole from time to time.
Mistress: And of course when I'm not fucking you i'll be sure to put the beads up there.
Mistress: The more you wear them and the more I fuck your asshole the bigger we'll have to make the beads.

Good to meet you all, I hope you enjoy the ride.
Bite

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