3 Decision
Pt 3
Sissies fixation becoming Sissification.
Immediately sending Mistress Fiona the mail. Such a wonderfull brand spanking alltogether new experience was this! And it was just begining. Carefull to be as honest as possible. Having discussed at length all the other timewasters on the site. Upon revealing my mostly closeted self, my secret life to Vicky, i had been terribly nervous she would be put off. But no! Saying how appreciative she was of my situation, and honesty. Whilst constantly flattering me typing how sexy she thought i looked! Reading so, from one as wildly delicious as her was, is, and has been for over 3 life affirming weeks, allmost every single one of my dreams coming true. Victoria was everything i had ever truly fancied! She was also everything i yearned to be! Realising i knew next to nothing about Mistress Fiona made this initial correspondance tricky. Wanting to tell her everything i assumed she might want to hear, but determined not to be untrue. As i had confided to Vicky my life was allready tainted by enough half and un truths. I decided quickly to be myself... write whats inside, whatever that was and be well mannered.
'Mistress Fiona x May i thank you for your time and this chance to request further correspondance with Victoria x Realising she is owned by you and very happy and no doubt lucky to so be x Chatting with her last night was something more exciting than i know how to describe! She is absolutely stunning! As i am sure you are aware Mistress Fiona x And you are both extremely lucky to have found oneanother. x May i graciously and hopefully beg you... Please let me know if and when i may continue to get to know her... and with my thighs and fingers crossed tightly pray this might make you smile Mistress Fiona x I am happy to serve under you both if that be desired... ? x Awaiting your instruction and blessing excitedly x Sincerely Sissie......
Signing Sissie, being as my femme name was Rebeka was i assumed what i was to do. Immediately i recieved a short reply.
'Do not fill in your profile untill Mistress says Sissie. I have some stipulations i suggest you follow. I must discuss with Victoria first. When i reply i expect eager and attentive responses. To whatever i demand.'
About an hour later.
'You will name yourself Sissie on your profile. You will let people know how badly you want to become My Victorias Sissie bitch! Show everyone at least 5 pictures of your body. They must be more compromising than what me and Vicky are looking at now. Explain in public how deeply you desire to be completely and permanently sissified. This should all be very simple and very natural if you are serious about becoming my sissys Sissie! How pathetic and wonderfully humiliating to want to be MY sissys Sissie! Describe how you desire to be treated. Then send me every single picture and video you might have of yourself! Every single one! Understood my little slut! Now get busy. If you perform your first task well i will be happy to trial you before we decide whether you are worthy of our full uncompromising training. Life is not a rehearsal and i can be very vindictive when my time is wasted.'
Following my instructios was time consuming and very embarrassing. Also completely erotic! Luckily i pleased Mistress Fiona. Thus permitted to continue my 'freindship' with Vicky. The next few days of my life were consumed by Vicky! Growing even more distant at home. I felt helpless to deny myself following this path! Frightened and at the same time envigorated. Alive! Allmost unable to concentrate on work or anything but my magical, dreamy, kinky new friend. After those few days, right out the blue i recieved an email from Mistress Fiona. My first contact since. Informing me of her pleasure at how well me and her Victoria were getting on. She then instructed me go to a specific post office a few miles away and pick up a parcel she had sent me. I was to sign for it Sissie! Which, dressed in my work clothes was suitably embarrassing! Racing back to my car the excitement inside was incredible. A mobile phone. A fancy one. A buttplug! And a brand new absolutely gorgeous lengerei set! Obviously why Vicky had been so intent on my precise sizes.
I was blushing and fluttering all over. An envelope contained a note reading only. Turn on the phone and ring me slut. I did. Oh my Lord! Mistress Fiona answered. The call was facetime!!! And i was far from femme! What was i doing! Instantly falling madly into submissive lust for this magnificent looking Queen of kink!
Mistress Fiona had obvioualy set the phone so she could see me. I waa so embarrassed as she laughed wholeheartedly! Which made me smile nervously. I was to take the phone with me everywhere from now on. Keeping the thing secret being apparently my problem! Mistress Fiona would now know where i was a all times. Saying she wanted to get a feel fir my life. Her assurances about not ever involving my family being my only immediate concern. Sober, and dressed as the man the world knew ne to be, or assumed me to be and chatting like this was several steps further than i had ever gone. Not particularly erotic in actuality. Though when Mistress Fiona smiled, or talked, or especially laughed or flirted with extreme innuendo as she so calmly and disarmingly did so well i was falling deeper and deeper into this.... whatever this was.... This was now much more than harmless flirting. Which stirred my sissy soul like never before. And frightened me to flaming death! The magical, intoxicating sexuality i was born with, and had with cunning, dreadful deciept, luck and restraint managed to reveal to barely one hand full of people in real physical life. In 39 healthy years of vanillaness. Had i dreamed this moment so hard that fate now readied to intervene? Or had this always been my fate? Was this my dream coming true? Or was it one step too far... was my filthy kinky crossdressing lifelong obsession. My secret life. Was my beautiful, beautiful curse about to bring life to mundanity? Or turn a decent life into a nightmare i mightn't ever wake from? Continuing to tell me she was pleased i was a handsom man. Though far from George Clooney, i was aware of my occassional attraction to the greater sex. Having always had attractive women. None of whome had ever known about my constant craving! I doubt if someone told my Mrs she would even believe them. So far from effeminate was i to the world i had chosen, or been forced into adopting. Complimenting my striking, pale blue eyes and my phsysique. After a while i was allowed to fawn over the lengerei. Nobody having ever bought me lengerei before! A while later i was asked to park somewhere private. I did. Then told to take of all my clothes. I did. All my clothes! Then told to touch myself whilst we continued our chat. I did. From that moment i was only ever to rub myself off using 3 fingers, instead of a real 'jerking off' I half expected to be told to put in the rather large looking plug, but no. Mistress asked me lots of questions. Work, family,. In an allmost trance like stuper i answered every question honestly. As i sat in my car, naked! Smoking i allmost forgot myself.... beginning to chat as if old freinds. Actually making eachother laugh. There was a definate spark..... And then some! Mistress Fiona instructed me to get dressed, said we'd speak soon. To remember my new responsibilities.... and to remember i am now her sissy! I was permitted to keep my new 'tracker' off when necessary. Thankfully! But had sworn to check it every single hour. To always answer when not with my family or ceetain other times. But to inform Mistress Fiona each and every time i was going to turn it off! She desired to know all about any possible new..... God knows what i was in her eyes! Whatever it was i wanted to be it. This i could not deny. Since, she declared, complete Sissification by a Goddess of her stature should be any valuable sissys dream. She was absolutely correct on all counts!
Sissies fixation becoming Sissification.
Immediately sending Mistress Fiona the mail. Such a wonderfull brand spanking alltogether new experience was this! And it was just begining. Carefull to be as honest as possible. Having discussed at length all the other timewasters on the site. Upon revealing my mostly closeted self, my secret life to Vicky, i had been terribly nervous she would be put off. But no! Saying how appreciative she was of my situation, and honesty. Whilst constantly flattering me typing how sexy she thought i looked! Reading so, from one as wildly delicious as her was, is, and has been for over 3 life affirming weeks, allmost every single one of my dreams coming true. Victoria was everything i had ever truly fancied! She was also everything i yearned to be! Realising i knew next to nothing about Mistress Fiona made this initial correspondance tricky. Wanting to tell her everything i assumed she might want to hear, but determined not to be untrue. As i had confided to Vicky my life was allready tainted by enough half and un truths. I decided quickly to be myself... write whats inside, whatever that was and be well mannered.
'Mistress Fiona x May i thank you for your time and this chance to request further correspondance with Victoria x Realising she is owned by you and very happy and no doubt lucky to so be x Chatting with her last night was something more exciting than i know how to describe! She is absolutely stunning! As i am sure you are aware Mistress Fiona x And you are both extremely lucky to have found oneanother. x May i graciously and hopefully beg you... Please let me know if and when i may continue to get to know her... and with my thighs and fingers crossed tightly pray this might make you smile Mistress Fiona x I am happy to serve under you both if that be desired... ? x Awaiting your instruction and blessing excitedly x Sincerely Sissie......
Signing Sissie, being as my femme name was Rebeka was i assumed what i was to do. Immediately i recieved a short reply.
'Do not fill in your profile untill Mistress says Sissie. I have some stipulations i suggest you follow. I must discuss with Victoria first. When i reply i expect eager and attentive responses. To whatever i demand.'
About an hour later.
'You will name yourself Sissie on your profile. You will let people know how badly you want to become My Victorias Sissie bitch! Show everyone at least 5 pictures of your body. They must be more compromising than what me and Vicky are looking at now. Explain in public how deeply you desire to be completely and permanently sissified. This should all be very simple and very natural if you are serious about becoming my sissys Sissie! How pathetic and wonderfully humiliating to want to be MY sissys Sissie! Describe how you desire to be treated. Then send me every single picture and video you might have of yourself! Every single one! Understood my little slut! Now get busy. If you perform your first task well i will be happy to trial you before we decide whether you are worthy of our full uncompromising training. Life is not a rehearsal and i can be very vindictive when my time is wasted.'
Following my instructios was time consuming and very embarrassing. Also completely erotic! Luckily i pleased Mistress Fiona. Thus permitted to continue my 'freindship' with Vicky. The next few days of my life were consumed by Vicky! Growing even more distant at home. I felt helpless to deny myself following this path! Frightened and at the same time envigorated. Alive! Allmost unable to concentrate on work or anything but my magical, dreamy, kinky new friend. After those few days, right out the blue i recieved an email from Mistress Fiona. My first contact since. Informing me of her pleasure at how well me and her Victoria were getting on. She then instructed me go to a specific post office a few miles away and pick up a parcel she had sent me. I was to sign for it Sissie! Which, dressed in my work clothes was suitably embarrassing! Racing back to my car the excitement inside was incredible. A mobile phone. A fancy one. A buttplug! And a brand new absolutely gorgeous lengerei set! Obviously why Vicky had been so intent on my precise sizes.
I was blushing and fluttering all over. An envelope contained a note reading only. Turn on the phone and ring me slut. I did. Oh my Lord! Mistress Fiona answered. The call was facetime!!! And i was far from femme! What was i doing! Instantly falling madly into submissive lust for this magnificent looking Queen of kink!
Mistress Fiona had obvioualy set the phone so she could see me. I waa so embarrassed as she laughed wholeheartedly! Which made me smile nervously. I was to take the phone with me everywhere from now on. Keeping the thing secret being apparently my problem! Mistress Fiona would now know where i was a all times. Saying she wanted to get a feel fir my life. Her assurances about not ever involving my family being my only immediate concern. Sober, and dressed as the man the world knew ne to be, or assumed me to be and chatting like this was several steps further than i had ever gone. Not particularly erotic in actuality. Though when Mistress Fiona smiled, or talked, or especially laughed or flirted with extreme innuendo as she so calmly and disarmingly did so well i was falling deeper and deeper into this.... whatever this was.... This was now much more than harmless flirting. Which stirred my sissy soul like never before. And frightened me to flaming death! The magical, intoxicating sexuality i was born with, and had with cunning, dreadful deciept, luck and restraint managed to reveal to barely one hand full of people in real physical life. In 39 healthy years of vanillaness. Had i dreamed this moment so hard that fate now readied to intervene? Or had this always been my fate? Was this my dream coming true? Or was it one step too far... was my filthy kinky crossdressing lifelong obsession. My secret life. Was my beautiful, beautiful curse about to bring life to mundanity? Or turn a decent life into a nightmare i mightn't ever wake from? Continuing to tell me she was pleased i was a handsom man. Though far from George Clooney, i was aware of my occassional attraction to the greater sex. Having always had attractive women. None of whome had ever known about my constant craving! I doubt if someone told my Mrs she would even believe them. So far from effeminate was i to the world i had chosen, or been forced into adopting. Complimenting my striking, pale blue eyes and my phsysique. After a while i was allowed to fawn over the lengerei. Nobody having ever bought me lengerei before! A while later i was asked to park somewhere private. I did. Then told to take of all my clothes. I did. All my clothes! Then told to touch myself whilst we continued our chat. I did. From that moment i was only ever to rub myself off using 3 fingers, instead of a real 'jerking off' I half expected to be told to put in the rather large looking plug, but no. Mistress asked me lots of questions. Work, family,. In an allmost trance like stuper i answered every question honestly. As i sat in my car, naked! Smoking i allmost forgot myself.... beginning to chat as if old freinds. Actually making eachother laugh. There was a definate spark..... And then some! Mistress Fiona instructed me to get dressed, said we'd speak soon. To remember my new responsibilities.... and to remember i am now her sissy! I was permitted to keep my new 'tracker' off when necessary. Thankfully! But had sworn to check it every single hour. To always answer when not with my family or ceetain other times. But to inform Mistress Fiona each and every time i was going to turn it off! She desired to know all about any possible new..... God knows what i was in her eyes! Whatever it was i wanted to be it. This i could not deny. Since, she declared, complete Sissification by a Goddess of her stature should be any valuable sissys dream. She was absolutely correct on all counts!
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