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let's not even use that certain pronoun...it no longer fits.... answering to a girl's name it had taken months to achieve. 'Madeline' was a 'she' now...on her knees she had used her mouth and lips to get a man to full erection... it was a talent cultivated over time....a craft if you will.... hours of practice early in the morning week after week month after month....she sucked on a dildo...sometimes sliding a vibrator inside her slippery entryway made slick.... the Woman said she planned on transitioning her...that meant hormones....and that as 'her' gurl 'Madeline' should know how to give a proper blowjob...
encouraging her...a gentle caress of the hair ....it was being grown out taking on length with more to be added... until it reached the shoulder-line ....there was a smoothness to the texture, a softness that came with style a female enjoys. a Women's hair is like the jeweled crown of a Queen....except it never comes off...it is always there as it helps to define her. just as her breasts does as Madeline was learning.
full and pouted the lips carried a deep red coating most all the time ...that too helped define what kind of girl she was....back when things began ...within a few weeks of regular use ....the origin dye left a permanent stain that couldn't be explained away....such was the cost of leaving masculinity to accept the Feminine way...people would stare...Women knew...for them rarely a detail of beauty pursuits goes un-noticed...
it was her favorite lipstick color...or as the Brit's say her fav lippy.... there's nothing finer than a British t-girl by the way... . the way they rock those tiny bonnets they call 'fascinators' ....there must be something in the blood that brings out the Feminine in so many... maybe it's all those iconic Queens ruling over men all those decades and centuries...so use to obeying a Woman of power.... the lucky one's seek to emulate...
the Dominatrix stood over her.....first class...top shelf the Woman of influence wore the finest of the Agent Provocateur collection....today it was a replica vintage set of a leopard print brassiere with matching high cut pantie...underwire providing lift and support...something Madeline was adapting to...the tug of a taut bra strap...the constant reminder that comes of a band around the chest....it was needed after the way her breasts had developed....after all HRT has its demands.
the man had been selected because of his machismo...keeping her eyes close in anticipation Madeline awaited her reward.... it wasn't the splash of warm semen after a hard sucking...or the feel of man-juice slipping down on her exquisitely made-up face...although both were part of who she was now...
enslaved and collared....powdered and perfumed...pantied and plugged.... her reward was hearing her Dominatrix say it...."that's my good gurl."
it came with another caress of her hairstyle...
such was the talent of a Woman of influence....the days of thinking he'd go back to being a man were gone....now Madeline had one desire...being the best t-girl she could be for her Lady....
it still sends me to hear Mistress say it...
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he'd never thought he'd be licking the dirty heel of a Mistress' leather boot...much less be completely enslaved....
yet there's much more in store...after securing his obedience and everlasting loyalty.... the healthy dieting is being done for a reason...She wants him slimmed out...Feminine thin...t-girl thin...weak as a newborn kitten.... the less of him there is ...the easier for the endocrine network to be assaulted by Female hormones...
She has plans ...there's need of a full-time domestic...being made to wear a uniform of a maid comes with all the demands of acquiring beauty...femininity is full of details... especially when maid Abigail realizes she represents Mistress if only a times in her appearance...
the male creature turned t-girl maid ...in many ways it is the height of submission and acceptance....while being a display of Feminine influence....
London's Club Pedestal...where Women reign supreme... the Mistress seems pleased...
the influence is too great...he can't stop... he needs to be pretty....look at the concentration...the desire is there to get it right...
it's bubbling up to the surface...an inner-femininity...he can feel himself caving into Her influence...
She told him She was going to make a woman of him and its happening....the hair is his own...and its being grown longer...its becoming too pretty to hide...it feels nice helping mIstress with Her hair...it's part of learning more about feminine beauty...his waist-line too he's vowed to keep getting thinner....that little plaything She's holding....it hasn't been inside a vagina in quite awhile...and likely won't be in the future either...
he gave up to Her Feminine influence a long time ago...he's just happy he's found a Mistress who knows who he really is....put to crinoline petticoats and satin fabric he's discovered you can feel cute and adolescent holding onto your stuffed animal...yet still be a 'big gurl' wearing your high heels...there'll be no resistance when the subject of taking hormones comes up....in the mean time he's just going to cuddle...after having done all his household chores as Mistress expected...
you realize She's saying it...'people know what we're doing baby...they can see us...oh you're so wet inside.'
this one is for Gloria 50....
the other day i was thinking about the first time i met Mistress DarkLady...much like today it had happened on a quiet Thursday afternoon on a site called The 'Femdom Society' .....
at the time i had no idea how much Feminine influence She possessed....
slave-gurl natasha discovered Her influence... she has a vagina to prove it....
once nipples are enlarged and pierced they tend to remain that way...
actually it was seeing natasha that helped inspire me to have what she did.... that brings me to my next point....
the other morning i just sat up in bed and cupped my breasts...i gently played with them for a few minutes or so...i moved them slowly up and down...i lightly pushed them inward and then pulled them out holding them by the nipples....looking back on things i never imagined having breasts...not really...not for any length of time...
yet Mistress wanted me to have estrogen inside my body.... there no hesitation on my part.... i began taking them on a daily basis.... the word 'no' wasn't in the equation... Her influence was such i just obeyed ....
in conjunction with the daily dosages of natural estrogen She had me use breast-pumps and nipple-enhancers.... i gradually watched the development as both my nipples and boobs pressed forward acquiring shape, contour and definition...
to be honest as the months flew by i sort of freaked out to see how my nipples enlarged...the way they sat crowned on my breasts looking feminine lifting outward...with a crease underneath when they took on a gentle slope i knew they'd past the point of saying they looked masculine... would you believe i've had men say they want to suck on them....the thing is i want them to...while i watch as they remove my pretty lace embroidered bra and just lay back and accept their advances....
I have both DLC and Miss Lady J to thank for that.....
it was like being put into a chastity cage.... such was the Feminine influence of my Dominatrix...
i truly never saw myself wearing a chastity piece regularly... dating back to the middle ages i'd always thought chastity was for kept Women...something to keep them docile and compliant and faithful i should add...
that tiny puff of hair on my mound...that's all i have...i've grown so use to being smooth and soft and hairless....
the other day i thought about how i have been in chastity for over 5 year and 5 months...taking into account approximately 10 days out of a year i was unable to wear it...translates into being in a chastity cage for approximately 1,922 days.... i've come to enjoy wearing it...there's something about the way it feels that i like...
utilizing it Mistress weened me off the nasty habit of male masturbation...She gradually replaced it with a more girlish way .....using dildo's and vibrators...
such is the Feminine influence a Woman can wield...
a take on chastity cages....
a testimonial and reflection about chastity...I will focus only on chastity devices and cages that are meant to encase a penis (or a clitty if you are a sissy...a chastity cage is a device that when worn, prevents erections and is usually equipped with a lock. So the person wearing the cage does not necessarily have access to unlocking said cage. Usually in a setting of BDSM play, the submissive is the one who usually wears one. But it has become very popular in the sissy/feminization comunity. And I can now see why, as I have tasted both sides of the kinky coin and can clearly say that there is MUCH more to the cages than just preventing erections
In the beginning is was mostly for fun, and tried to imitate what I saw in some sissy and feminizations videos and hypnos, but what made me try harder and made me very curious was something called a “Sissygasm”. An orgasm made solely by anal stimulation (and prostate stimulation) and wearing a chastity cage, and cum drips or spurts out of the cage. That was unreal at the time and it blew my mind, and I could not get enough of it and wanted to try my best to try and achieve that myself… and then started the fun, long road of chastity experimentation
For those with an already existing underlining submissive nature to them the cage does a lot more...Chastity should not be considered a punishment. It is a helpful tool to help bring out more submissiveness and femininity the longer you wear it. So I would like to say “Lock the masculine to unleash the feminine”. Out of sight, out of mind. So, from personal experience, I really recommend that sissies wearing a cage stop thinking about their locked cocks, and thinking about their release or orgasm… that is the wrong mentality. That is still thinking like a man. Forget about the orgasms and your cock… just focus on being more femme, pretty and submissive, and you will start to receive pleasures you never thought would be possible.
Anal orgasm. A very intense orgasm by anal stimulation, that slowly builds up, and get body shaking pleasurable spasms and contractions. The best part of it is, that there is no refractory period, and the horny does not go away. So it can just keep cumming and cumming, until exhaustion. The downside is that it needs to be acquired and trained. Nobody starts out with their ass feeling good when penetrated....the mythical Sissygasm. The combination of anal stimulation combined with shooting cum, without touching the penis.
Sissies should wear chastity to not focus on their dicks. When the needless little prick is locked up, you will notice that all of a sudden, you will want to keep yourself occupied with anything, just not to think about having that thing on you. And sissies adapt very quickly, within just a few days, at most parts of the day, I have not even noticed that I am wearing a cage, it just felt very natural,...let me fill you gals in on what to expect if you decide to wear a chastity cage. for longer than a day
Even with choosing a comfortable cage, your body has not yet adjusted to having something down there, and it may actually be uncomfortable when you try to get an erection. Just wait it out and continue what you were doing. The first hurdle in such a plan is to survive the first 1-3 days… as it can be noticeable uncomfortable trying to sleep with the cage on. As mentioned, your body has yet to adapt to the new addition to your life. But do not worry… only the first couple of nights are the worst, and after that new adventures await
The uncomfortable feeling will appear less and less, and you will try to get less and less erection attempts, but do not worry, now comes the magical part. Because you have locked up the cause of your stupid manly behaviour and are slowly realising that you are on a sexy journey, now new thoughts and feelings will start to creep in now that you do not have that pesky thing getting in the way. I kinda underplayed it in the beginning, but the true transformation is actually being done in your head, but we had to put the little pecker in its place for your new sexy persona to flourish
As mentioned before “lock the masculine to unleash the feminine”. And nowhere does that come into play than in your mind. You will notice approximately about 3 days in that you look at the world a bit differently. As if that you are kinda seeing where everything is and where you belong in this crazy world. And you start to get “funny” feelings when you notice things you did not notice before. Or see things that would usually give you an erection, like tits, ass and legs, now you are reminded that “no,no, it’s not for you”, or ironically, will feel aroused by looking at female clothes and lingerie and shoes, imagining yourself wearing them. Overall, you are starting to “feel” more feminine and submissive. You may act around your family and friends that you are still manly as ever, but then you realize something interesting. That it is literally an “act”. You know what you are and what you desire. You just needed a little push in the right direction. And soon you would rather browse online for women’s clothes and shoes
something interesting started to happen to me. Probably because I was horny as hell, but also felt sooo very femme, I woke up with involuntary feminine moans, rather than the usual stoic silence. My mind has altered a bit that now I wake up from bed how a sexy woman would purr to her man to come greet her. When I was aware of what noises I was making, I did not attempt to stop further occurrences and would just go with the flow. Further pushing me down the road of feminization. Not to mention I started paying close attention to how I look, feel and smell, I shaved regularly my whole body, especially the legs, and used a more feminine shower gel to complete the feeling, and sink deeper. Not even thinking that I have a cage between my legs, and only remove it during showers for clean-up. I spend a bit more time grooming myself to be more “pretty”. “What for?” I asked myself. The answer was obvious. I was adapting to a new sexual role. The receptive role. My mind was preparing my body to get pleasure by getting sexually dominated and penetrated. Do not be afraid. As these latent feelings and thoughts are not new. They were there the whole time. They just needed the right environment and tools to let it out
The next accidental discovery was that I became aware of how I walked. A bit of a wiggle of the hips. While wearing my normal footwear. It became a bit of fun, and when I thought nobody was looking and whenever I can play it out, I would walk with a hip wiggle, and every step felt “good” mentally, and by swaying my hips, I also felt a certain bodily pleasure. With each step came with it a pleasurable little tremble. More located in the core around the pelvis, that shivered when I acted out my slowly budding “true” self
another magical level-up. I noticed that my whole body was super sensitive. Touching almost any part of my body (besides the locked part) would feel kinda good. It is naturally and logical that when the former primary erogenous zone has become inaccessible, the body then tries to compensate and redistribute the erogenous zone across the body. When the feeling was new, I kinda had to get used to it and enjoy where this was going. My nipples became very sensitive, as before I did not feel anything through them, but now they felt very erotic, and playing with them was a viable source of pleasure. Not to mention, my hips and my ass were also very sensitive, and I could not stop myself from grabbing my ass and spreading it, which also caused serious pleasure. And with such pleasure, came the inevitable
hastity tears – the leaking of a caged cock that shows arousal. And indeed I was very much aroused. The first time this happened to me, it was at first unnoticed, until I felt something wet down there. I out of curiosity had to see it for myself, and lo and behold, precum was leaking out of my cage. Another sexy milestone, one that when first achieved, it happened more and more often. As if slowly transforming my body to its new reality.
a bit of advice to take to heart: If you want to go for the long haul and wear chastity longer, and want to anally stimulate for pleasure, do NOT try to force any kind of orgasm!!! Forget your cock, like it is not there. Do not think that because you want to, it will happen. No! instead, take it like a sissy would. Be glad you can have any kind of pleasure, and just let yourself enjoy the moment. Feel yourself being fucked. Feel the penetration, feel the gasps fleeing your breath. Do not expect anything. Just ride the pleasure for what it is....before you know it, some new sensations will invite themselves in your sexlife and it will be a fun surprise when it first happens
in chastity your body is starting to accommodate itself and it will also show its first signs of “hunger”. More specifically, hunger for cock. You will leak occasionally. And your ass, what was before some occasional itching of the anal opening, now became a subtle craving. Also feels more inviting and loose. During this time, I occasionally would wear a buttplug, at home/work, doesn’t matter. Something to occupy my hungry hole when I am not available to go full on fuck mode on my ass. So I put a plug in, and suckle on it, like a pacifier for my ass.......The next pleasant surprise came when one day at work, I had a cage and buttplug on with panties, and while working on the computer and suckling/doing kiegels with my ass, I suddenly felt a warm wetness in my panties. I rushed to the WC to see what the hell it was, and saw that I had leaked quite amount of cum from the cage just by having my ass stuffed with a plug at work. How erotic!!
I was happy the rest of the day knowing that this could happen pretty much anytime while playing with my ass, and that is the idea!
I really noticed some changes in my mannerisms. I just noticed them consciously. As I was gesticulating more with more playful hand gestures, more curved and leg resting poses, was really trying my best to hide it in front of most people. As it became a “normal” for me. Thinking more about it, I then realised that almost every such sensual, playful, or what I thought as “sexy” mannerisms were giving me little pleasure surges throughout my body. Probably as a form of practice, compensation and validation to what I was becoming.
It goes without saying that the longer you are in chastity, the more cum you have in you. And the more cum you have in you, it is easier to fuck it out of you. As mentioned before, do not attempt to purposefully think about fucking the cum out of you. Just fuck your ass, and it will happen naturally....
through chastity you will lose ypur attachment to your penis this is as it should be. when you treat it as your clit you can focus on penetration being your primary goal of sexual gratification. the goal is to ride the waves of carnal pleasure and arrive in heaven. once you realize you have a sensitve and pretty ass and that between your legs is really your sissy pussy you will discover a deeper level of femininity. you will find yourself looking at men and wonder what it will feel like if they would fuck you.
feminine objectification is such a powerful force...let's see some gurls that have been influenced enough to be put on display.....
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they're out....an about...i luv both their tops...great care had been given to the eyebrow trim...notice it begins at the eye before moving in an arch tapered lower and out...
these days they're just girly gurls....
things were moving to the next level...sacked at the job he hadn't worked in months....like some kind of native American burial site where tributes just show up mysteriously... every week new changes were appearing ....pierced ears and hoop earrings...hair being monitored taking on length...there was a first and then 2nd time having the nails done up in color at a salon...kept away from access to money and credit cards he found himself increasingly dependent ...both physically and mentally....
slowly being weened off his old wardrobe....wrapped up and given to charity...the choices of menswear were being limited then eradicated ....feminine clothing soon followed...as did the intimate wear and lingerie... a decision had to be made... they agreed it was best he stop seeing his old mates....instead Her friends would become his friends...they were much more open minded about gayness and women's rights including trans...
the time was close at hand to come out...it's a freedom in some ways.... a greater focus could be given...there'd be no more pretending that things at home weren't changing...people would just have to accept ....he was adapting to the role of the feminine-submissive...learning to keep the house clean and in order....sure some might call him the housewife...but that's easier to embrace seeing he's being kept in skirts and dresses heels and hose... the last to go is always the cherished arm-hair... it is the male ego's last line of defense...after that becoming thin and shapely is the sought after goal....swim suit season isn't far off.... bikini's need to fit if girlish tan-lines are to become an attractive element of objectification...by then it will become natural to say it ....the HRT was always going to be the solution... it's just another form of feminine influence...
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bonus gif... 'Eww my goodness such a monster...oh what a gorgeous cock.'
