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Erotic domination, feminization and mistressing all wrapped up in one hypnotic mind-fucking package: Alexa
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feminization, sissification, and humiliation – all rolled into a deliciously wrapped mind-fucking package
Hello,
This email is for Mistress Alexa – with whom i have spoken several times. She asked me to write her an email outlining the things that make my sissie heart flutter.
i can tell you that from our conversations, there have been many such “things”.To begin, i’m a submissive who is very serious about that, however, – as deeply as i can be immersed, i need intelligent, realistic exploration, not the coarse unimaginative banter some would-be-Dommes espouse.
For example..i am very fond of dressing, feminization, sissification, and humiliation – all rolled into a deliciously wrapped mind-fucking package. If it were possible, i would love to experience “Forced-Feminization” – except it can be seen as difficult to force someone to do what they already want so much.Still, the fantasy can be vivid, if approached well.
i especially enjoy the objectification…as it relates to feminization , and humiliation (which can take many forms, and degrees).i actually do have rather nice legs, as a number of woman have remarked. (i was prevsiouly in a relationship with a Dominant Woman, so there was ample opportunity for many people to se my legs – and to a trusted few, she allowed more in-depth “study”).At any rate, she employed a positive /negative sort of scheme… that began with her telling me how lovely my legs looked, and how absolutely stunning i looked en femme.She would continue this sort of ego-stroking, and then slip in a comment about how nice i would look on stage, or atop a table. Then, she would tell the others how beautiful my legs were, or how nice my calves looked in the heels she selected…before saying something like..”What couple wouldn’t wantsuch a pretty bitch like this for a weekend, or a week, or several… knowing how well i’ve trained her?”
OR, “She’s really very gifted, and loves to be rewarded for her efforts by the surprise if a creamy face-painting, as she kneels between the thighs of the Master, licking him gently, until he decides she’s deserving.Perhaps, even several males may participate…”…
in short, i have some real – and deep experience; some cannot be repeated without the presence of a relationship that provides the elements of safety and security;but they remain vivid, andwhen i think of them, i literally feel my smooth legs trembling at the knees, causing me to adopt the prudent measure of sitting down….
This is not meant to be manipulative;rather, i was responding to a request from Mistress Alexa to write her about the things that are meaningful to me..
i do hope they are well received…
admiringly,
Ready to be a maid
Mistress Alexa
yes, I am ready to be a maid.
I have been a very, very naughty boy.Since the age of 8 when my mother first dressed me up as a girl, I have dreamed of being a girl and have constantly worn girls underwear, starting with my sister’s.
When I went through puberty, my first wank was wearing bras and knickers and I gladding licked up every drop of cum which sprayed from my worthless dick. Even dating, I would wear my girlfriends knickers and bras when they were not around and put on their dresses.
Even now I am married, each time my wife is out of the house, I dress up and wank furiously. When she is away, I unwrap her wedding dress and wear it.
I was at a friend’s house getting changed to get into their pool and stole a pair of panties and bra for my own pleasure.I would regularly snowdrop these items from clotheslines and had quite a collection of “uniforms”
Whenever I dress up I feel special and lose myself in a sea of dreams.
My first anal masturbation occured when I was 18. I attached the end of my fishing rod to my bed, lubricated the other and whammo! My eyes rolled back. I was amazed at the velocity of the sprog when I wanked – sperm went everywhere.
I soon bought a vibrator from a sex shop and night after night I slipped it into my arse and vibrated away.One night I passed out and woke the next morning with blood all over the sheets I was that excited.
I yearn to be dominated. I have asked my wife and she thinks I am crazy. What do you think?
“Wendy”
From Your Chastity Neighbor
Mistress Alexa
Good afternoon Mistress Alexa, thank You for allowing me to write to You and i thank You very much for beginning my chastity training yesterday,
Yes Mistress your new little slut has been performing “her” exercises today. Once this morning, as i slept finally after rubbing myself and filling myself with the nice shiny dildo, exactly as You directed, and i was still hard when i woke up!!…ugh!! Your balls feel like they are going to pop! i performed my first exercise in bed this morning raising my leggs up high and stroking hard and fast it did not take long before i had to stop before i was going to have an accident, there was a wet spot on my bed, not like i came but just like oozing from the night before….
today i wore red tights under my black jeans and a white tee shirt with a dark long sleeve shirt as i dressed i remembered of a fantasy of a long time ago and Your roleplay started me thinking about the past…and a short term situation i was in back in highschool….
I was 17 and ended up staying home from school alot after football season, i had chronic broncitous or so my doctor said, it was enough to get me two and three days off at a time, during this time my mom and dad both worked and would leave around 7:30 in the morning, so i had the day to myself, i was very naughty and used to rent alot of XXX movies, they did not card me at the store and i would always go during the day, so they never questioned, but my fun came to an end one day when i was watching a very hot Ginger lynn movie when there was a knock at my door, i jumped to shut off the tape, then tried to compose myself before answering the door, imagine the sight, a blond blue eyed athletic boy, trying to hide his obvious hard-on, when i opened the door to a middle aged woman in a business suit, she asked me if my mom was home, or the man of the house, i said no to both, she inquired if i ever shopped for perfumes and bath oils for my mom, i said sometimes and she asked if ! she could show me her products, i tried to brush her off but she was v ery persistent and eventually i gave in, she smelled amazing, i took a seat on the couch as she setup her case of oils, then proceeded to lay out several very large hair brushes, and this thing that looked like a cutting board, then i almost jumped out of my skin as she bend down and picked up one of my xxx tapes,
She said that she didn’t think i would be much interested in bath oils…but She had other plans for me….i tried to get the tape back but she quickly kneed me in the groin causing me to sink to my knees….i tried to cover up but she kicked me again and then grabbed my wrists and tying them up really tight, i started to beg her to stop, she got tired of my whining and gaged me with her panties and duct tape, then she began to explain to me the situation, how that she needed a houseboy, though i was very green she would take the time to train me, she then told me that she had stalked me for awhile and that she liked how i was free often during the day, though my days of masturbating just ended, she told me very firmly, then she pulled me by the ear to my room and went right to my dresser, dumping all of my underwear on the floor,
then i watched in horror as she put two pairs of small white briefs followed by 7 pairs of panties….taking my underwear to the paper shredder, she shredded all of them… then she began to tell me of my future, how my life is hers…then she put it on me a funny looking belt that locked my cock up in a metal cage, and held a small plug into my ass and locked it in place..then she smiled and said crawl behind me…..
I was just going to leave you in your room but I think you need to know of your future now….i saw two men naked on their knees in my living room she instructed me to knee behind her as she proceeded to thrash these two men with a birch rod then rubbed herself on me till she came all over me, she then sat on my face holding me down as i could feel licking of the juices off of me as she directed!them, then she ordered them to leave and proceed to kiss me and give me my first hicky on my left thigh real close to my balls…
i did not hear from her for a week when my mom said i had a call, she laughed into the phone, still locked up…..get Your ass to the end of the road now….its time for Your next lesson….. to be continued.
i hope You enjoy my tale as my as You will enjoy using my tail ,
in chastity,
your Neighbor…
Your Sissy Hairdresser
Dear Mistress Alexa:
You had asked me a while back to tell, or write, what I’m feeling or what Ido with a new client. So I’ll try.
As you know, my shop is very fem, and there’s a premium placed on pampering. I try to make every woman feel as comfortable as possible. The receptionist will greet her and have her change into one of our smocks, and while she is changing, she will come over and tell me that so-and-so is here. So I’ll be waiting for her when she comes out.
I’ll introduce myself and shake her hand, and guide her by the shoulder over to my chair. I will probably be a little more “outgoing” (sissyish!!) than i normally am, so she doesn’t feel threatened by the male persona in anyway. After all, this is a haven for women, a female bastion, so I try to be as disarming as possible.
After she is seated, I will place my hands on her shoulders and look into the mirror at her, and I might say, “So, how do i come to know you” or “what did you have in mind for today” As she’s answering, I will pull her hair our of a scrunchie pr take out her barrette, and then run my fingers through her hair, semi-styling it with my hands, feeling the texture, or looking at the color.
I’ll usually compliment her on one of her better features, whether it’s her eye color, her hair color, whatever. This does wonders for giving her a sense of self-confidence thatI will enhance her assets, and that a man might find something about her attractive. Even if it’s me!
Once we’ve discussed what we’re going to do, I will give her a little stress-relieving treatment, in which I rub her scalp and temples and finish with her shoulders..Now she is totally relaxed and ready to submit! lol
I’ll walk her over to the shampoo sink and gently guide her head into the bowl.. As she’s laying there with her eyes closed and her legs crossed,I will take a second to admire her pantyhose,her shoes, and the hint of a pretty lace bra under her smock.. “hmmm, this is my favorite part” is usually the first thing i hear…
Your sissy hairdresser
Mr. Sean
Cocoon of submission
Mistress Alexa
Wow… i checked for email, hoping to find something while trying not to expect anything, trying not to feel let down or disappointed if nothing is there.probably too much thought going into it.Yet, when i found your email, i wasn’t prepared at all.i found myself flush, weak with a subtle tingling throughout, and feeling quite submissive and eager to read your message.
i find myself communicating personal, even secretive, hidden, intimate information that i have not always admitted to myself with an enticingly beautiful woman whose mere voice weakens my entire being, whose sight excites my sexually. Even a faint recognition of my reaction to you and the nature of our interaction seems to seal me within a cocoon of a submissive, in trance-like state.
Part of me has left only to be replaced by some other ’self’ which craves and needs this feeling.The more i feel this , the more i long to ‘let go’ of the primary self to give way to this other, submissive self.It just doens’t really go away.Somehow, i want to embrace it.i want it; i simply want it.
Is there such a thing as a submissive hormone?There definately is something going on within me.Neuro-Psycho-Chemical.Alexa asked if I was always like this.She mentioned that i sounded like i was to be subjected to fate or death. She was right; i am different, somehow lost in this other part of myself.Though i’ve ‘known’ that i felt this, felt differnt, i wasn’t realy aware of it.i’m feeling this way now and realize it, but i don’t know what to do with it or how to snap out of it – or even if i want to.
Some one stopped by, knocked on my door and asked about work stuff.i had to really concentrate and even still wasn’t my usual professional self.
Still weak. i have to admit, i just put on the slip and it feels so sexy.It does ‘flow’ over me softly caressing my skin, leaving my nipples a little tingly – though i’m a little tingly all over anyway.i didn’t get a short plunger yet, maybe on the way home.
i really want to talk to you right now.please don’t misunderstand me. i’m not looking for or wanting sexual release.I really don’t want it right now.i’m not even hard, well, ok, semi-hard.i don’t know how to describe it.i feel weak, too weak to endure standing.i feel as if i need to lie in a soft bed of submission within your room of dominance.
since, i can not predict when i should call and feel almost imposing to call at my convenience or peak desire, i am giving myself to you from a distance.my beeper is xxx-xxx-xxxx.If you’d like me to call you, just leave the number with a “*”. For some reason i want you to have this, even if you don’t use it.
goodnight. i need to try to rap some things up and should get ready to go home. Thank your for the quick email.
– Cocoon
Ass Bride
Hello and Good Morning My Mistress,
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I am hoping that you can guild me through this fantasy and get me beyond where I’ve been. To keep this short, I will not worry about grammar, if you will allow me. Of course, you are my mistress, so how and where you take me is your control.
Dominated passionately yet strictly. I like to be made vulnerable and exposed. Very into smells and tastes, I would like this to be “Real Time”, where I actually perform for you.
Told to lie face down, raise my ass in the air and rub my hole through my briefs. I have worn them all day and not wiped well last morning, I am told to expose my ass to you, remove and smell my briefs, suck on them for you. I spread my cheeks, and told to rub my hole. Again smell, then lick, then insert. Feeling around I must describe what I feel. Smell lick, taste, and insert deeper, loosening me up for the dildo. Made to suck to moisten then insert slowly. Remove same routine. Sit down on, deeply, ride, told to push it out so its dirty.
If I do what I’m told well, I maybe rewarded by allowing to drink my golden nectar from a glass as I push down hard while its in me.
Depending on how far you get me to submit and serve, I can get very dirty for you I’m sure, which is where I’d like to goSI think. I enjoy a little pain, cock slapping, and total worship of my ass for you.
I thank you again my mistress.
Please make me beg to taste it for you.
D.