The First Day My Mistress Feminized Me

I have been intersted in the world of forced feminization and female domination for some time now. One night, myself and my girlfriend of seven years were duiscussing our sex lives and the topic of kinky sex came up. We were both slightly drunk at the time and we aagreed that, on sunday, it would be fun to try out one of my fantasies. I told her that my main fantasy was to be feminized and dominated by her. So, she spent all of Saturday secretively getting ready, and I was already looking foreward to Sunday.

On sunday, the moment we woke up, the fun began. She ordered me to get out of bed and open the wardrobe in which she usually kept some of her clothes. I found that It contained not her clothes, but a variety of corsets, erotic lingere and high heels. She then ordered me to go into the bathtub and shave my legs. I eagerly went and she followed me. “Don’t forget to shave your pubic hairand chest hair, slave slut,” she said. I have to admit that the way she adressed me really turned me on. Once I had shaved all the har off my torso, she affived a slave collar to my neck and attatched a leash to it. She then led me to the bedroom. Once we got there, she ordered me to sit down in front of her makeup table. “Alright slave,” she said “lets get a few thigs straight. You are to call me Mistress througout the day and are to do whatever I say.” “Yes, Mistress,” I replied. “Good, then we’ll begin right away.” She started by applying lipstick, eyeshadow, mascara, rouge and eyeliner to my face. Then she applied some one inch false nails and painted them and my toenails a deep, slutty red. The finishing touch was a long, champagne-blonde wig. Then, she ordered me to stand up and present myself for inspection. “Good,” she said “you look like a really sltty slave. I thi k we’ll call you slave Cindy from now on. Do you lik your new name, slave?” “Oh, yes, Mistress,” I replied. “Good, then let’s begin!”

First, she laid out my clothes for the morning. She laid out a pair of sheer black stockings, a black thong that had a hole in it that my now erect penis fit through, a lacy black garterbelt, a corset, and a pair of six-inch high heels. I have to admit that, once I put all the clothes on, I looked positively feminine. My mistress must have been please as well, from the look on her face. She then ordered me to stand by the door and watch her get dressed. She took off her nightgown and put on a white corset, a white split-crotch thong, a white garter belt and white stockings. She topped it all of with a magnificent pair of white high heels with a seven-inch spike. After she was done dressing, she did her own makeup and painted her naild the same red as mine. She then sat down on the corner of the bed, spread her legs apart, and ordered me to crawl towards here and beg to service her pussy. So, I crawled towards her and began pleading to service her pussy, feeling slightly humiliated. Once she knew that I was humiliated, she allowed me to service her dripping pussy. I began lapping at it, licking all inside and on her clit and g-spot. I heard her moans of pleasure and continued to please her until she eventually came. She then ordered me to prepare brakfast for us. She asked for an omeletee. So, I preapared an omelette in the kitchen while she rested. Once I had prepared breakfast andf we had eaten, with her using me as a footrest and me eating from my plate on the floor, she ordered me to put on a sheer baby-doll with furry edges and a very feminine little purse. In the purse, she showed me, were a dildo with a vibrator, and a jar of lubricant. Once I had finished dressing, she stood up and ordered me to worship her feet and shoes. So, i began licking, kissing and sucking her feet and her gorgeous shoes. After what felt like an hour of solid foot worship, she informed me that I may suck on one of her tits for a brief time and come as a revard for being such a good slave.

So, she popped one of her gorgeous breasts out of her corset and held it out for me to suck on. I suck it and nibbled on her nipple until she ordered me to stopand lie down in the sun room on the setee. In our sun room, all the neighbours could see inside if they tried to look in so I felt as though someone was watching me all the way. Nonetheless, my urge to orgasm drove me to lie down and submit to her. She informed me that she wanted to ride my dick, but that I’d better not cum, or else! So she began riding my dick, but the sight of a beautiful woman in lingere drove me over the brink. “Well, slave, since you can’t control your little dick, then you’ll have to pay the price!” She said, “drink your cum from out of my pussy, now!” So, feeling embarassed and knowing that my neighbours could see me doing it, I slurped my salty cum from her pussy. Once i had drunk every last drop, she ordered me to put on a frilly French Maid’s uniform and serving cap and clean the house. I complied with her wishes and gave the house a thorough cleaning, with a little duifficulty due to my high heels. Once I had finished, she informed me to take everything off except my makeup and nail polish and high heels. I complied, wondering what was to happen. Once I had finished partially undressing, she ordered me to kneel in our jacuzzi, with my face upwards. She strode in, wearing her same outfit, with the exception of the thong. I soon realized why.

“Well slave, I am now going to wash that makeup off your face,” she said, “close your eyes and open your mouth!” She then proceeded to pee on my face and into my mouth for a solid minute. Once she finished, she ordered me to swallow what was left in my mouth and to take a bath, still wearing my heels. Once I was clean, I had to put on a white pair of atoclings, a white thong embroidered with froral patterns, a pair of white high heels and a very tight, wet-look latex dress. Once I was finished, I had moremakeup applied to my face and put on the long blonde wig, and I looked sluttier than ever. “Good, slave!” “We’re going to go to a party now, and mind you behave yourself!”

A party? I was incredibly humiliated, wondering what the party was going to be like. My mistress was dressed like me, except in black. So, she affixed a white leather slave collar to my neck and attatched a white leather leash to it and led me to the car. She got into the drivers seat and i was ordered to sit in the seat next to her. For the whole drive, I was ordered to pull my dick out and stroke it, but not to cum! I felt humiliated, knowing that everyone could see that I was a man, and a man in drag on top of it! We eventually arrived at our destination, with me in a heightened state of sexual frustration. I was longing to come, as a result of an hour’s constant stimulation.

Upon entering the nondescript house, I was shocked! There were about a dozen women, all of them with male slaves. Some were feminized, like me. Others were wearing leather harnessses and were being whipped by their mistresses and otheres. These were called, as my mistress told me, “pain puppies.” My mistress semmed to know all the women at the party, and she had a good time. I felt strangely self concious, knowing that all the men around me were in the same position as I was in, yet probably still saw me as something strange. In addition, there were man in french maid outfits going around serving drinks and the like to the dominant women. After an hour or two of being led around amd humiliated by the other women, one of the french maid slaves rang a gong and annouinced that the auction was about to begin. After that, a woman tho seemed to be the host gathered all the slaves and took us to the corner. She instructed us to do whatever our temporary owners instructed us to do, or else face punishment. She then showed us the runway and gave us our numbers. I was the seventh of fourteen slaves.

Eventually, my number was called and went out into the bigger room. All the women were sitting down and watching me. So, I did my best cat w
alk and strutted down the runw
ay and back up. I stopped at the end and waited for the bidding to begin. I was eventually sold to a woman who already had a slave in attendance for two hundred dollars. So I went to her side and knelt until the auction ended. When It ended, we had to watch as all the other mistresses embarassed and used their slaved for the amusement of the mistresses in the audience. Most whipped their slaves, or penetrated them with strapons that were located on a table.

When our mistress’ turn came she ordered us to follow her to the front. When we were there, she pulled two cans of whipped cream and two squeexe bottles of syrup out of the drawrs in the tabble. Then, two of the french maid slaved wheeled in a plexiglass cage with a small door. She ordered us to take off all our clothes except for our high heels. Once wer were standing there naked with our erect penises but madeup faces, I felt extremely humiliated. So, she ordered us to both step inside the cage and locked us in. The cage was small, t the point that we were both at opposite ends, but we were still almost touching eachother. Ten she squirted whipped cream on top of us from a step ladde and ordered us to start making out. It felt very strange and embarassing to make out with another man in drag while having whipped cream and syrup dumped on top of me, but I dared not refuse. So we began to passionately kiss. She added insttructions, like “stroe his penis” and “stick four finger up hiss ass” and we continued to make out and feel eachother. Eventually, the thing I most dreaded came, I was ordered to suck his dick,and make him come, after which he would reciprocate. So, I closed my lips around his shaft and stuck my finger up his ass, and started sucking his cock. I kept going up and down until he eventually cam in my mouth. I almost choked on his cum, but managed to swallow it all.

Then, he began to suck my dick. It felt both exquisite to have him suck my dick, but also strange. Eventuially I gave in to the pleasure and let my inhibitions go. I came after a while, and I felt fantastic. Once he had swallowe, we were let out of the cage, and taken to the bathrook where we showered (together) and reapplied our makeup and wigs and pt our clothes on. Then we returned to our mistress, as the last pain puppy was getting his whipping finished off.

On the drive home, I was once again ordered to stroke myself and also to finger my mistress until she came. When we arrived home late at night, I was ordered to make my mistress supper. Instead of a plate, however, i was ordered to ie across her back and she ate off my latex dress, wiping it off at the end.Then, she asked me the question I was waiting for, she asked me whether I wanted this feminization to continue. I said yes. My mistress was already earning more money than me from her job, so I t was agreed that I would quit my job and become a full-time slave. All my male clothes would be thrown out expept for a few for special occasions, which were to be kept under lock and key. Also, she would purchase an even larger wardrobe for all my slutty clothes. I was in ectsasy as I changed into a pink, frilly nightie and lay down in bed beside my mistress, looking foreward to the years to come.