Mistress of Cindy submitted male slut

Mistress of Cindy submitted male slut.

I am a very well maintained forty-year-old boy. I propose myself as a mature, esteemed, provocative successful man.

Furthermore, I am, pardon I was also a Master. Bella my wife, was wife, lover, and submissive slave, but not very interested in sex. I forced her to experience and enjoy of all oral, vaginal. Anal penetrations, also nipple torture, springs clamped to labia majors and to clitoris. Lawful she obeyed. But when I was seized by the inspiration, I made her try everything. Also, a bang gang of black badass and my aunt's Great Dane. She had accepted everything properly. With patience and some encouragement, hands, and whip, I made her become a slave who, when I was master, trembled at my mere glance. Of course, 90% of our married life was regular sex.

Over time, our sex sessions had become an annoying routine. Bella surely suspected that I also had other slaves, but she was surprised when returning early home, she discovered her so masculine dominant Master, kneeling naked in the living room with a huge vibrator stuck in his butt while pumping his nephew's cock with relish. Bella dropped the bag and packages. She screamed and rushed out of the house. I had only the time to get dressed to follow her when I heard that a car had braked sharply and then a scream. When I got out, I saw Bella hit by the car. Lying bleeding on the ground. At the hospital they told me that the investment had caused bruises but that when she fell, she had hit her head, so they kept her in an artificial coma. The doctor called me to update me on the situation.” The lady is recovering, but I would recommend her a psychiatric visit.” When I asked for clarification, he closed the door and spoke softly" I noticed a worrying change of personality. From the reports it is a lady, quiet and responsible. But after waking up, she began to claim to be a Domina and to want a slave and made a list of deviant sexual practices from sadism to masochism to group sex to zoophilia she was fond of. Impressively, the trauma brought back to her memory what happened. “See what you can do to heal her mind” he concluded.

When I got home, I left her to go back to the office. She phoned me later, meowing that she wanted to be very, very pretty that night. I offered her to go out for a drink, but she answered she was waiting for me at home. Unfortunately I had a business dinner and would have returned late. "No matter, Master, Bella is waiting for you, " she replied. When I arrived, I was surprised. Bella had made herself beautiful, a seducing beauty of forty years. She looked like an excited little whore. She had dressed herself the way I liked.  Had shaved her pubis and lacquered fingernails and toenails in dark red. And surprise, put gold clamps on nipples that were already red as cherries, clitoris and labia adorned with gold rings, a cored coral disk inserted into the navel. She already had her plug as big as my cock pushed in her tiny asshole. She smiled at me, "slave slut Bella for you,". Then made me sit in an armchair, took off my shoes, and kissed my feet. Then he went to the kitchen and brought me a gin. While I was drinking, he opened my pants and took my large cock in her mouth, making it grow big. Without wasting time, I undressed and dragged her to bed, where we had a fiery night. I was very excited and came four times. One immediately in her mouth and she swallowed it all. Then in the pussy. With each stroke, her clitoris swelled, and I felt the plug inside her. The third load of cum into her little anus and fourth cum was a special thing... I knew the gel was on my bedside table, so I greased my hand and penetrated her ass by sticking my left up to my wrist while she masturbated me and with my right one, I tortured her nipples. Before bed, he brought me a high gin, abundant and good.

When I woke up, I fell into total confusion. I couldn't see anything, as if my eyes were covered. I tried to speak but my mouth was covered by a rubber ball. My hands were locked behind my back with handcuffs and the legs fastened to the ends of a bar. I recognized my instruments of submission. Feel, I felt. Bella's voice" I'm Domina Bella your slave wife. The blow to the head opened my eyes and I decided that I will make you regret what you did to me. You dominant male badass who has mercilessly broken me through all the holes you will become my slave indeed my submissive female whore" I tried to stand up. " Bravo" resumed the voice, "The bar to which I chained your feet allows you only small steps, just enough to go to the shower. But first, as we do to the bulls, I want to tame you. I felt that she was putting a heavy ring with small metal spikes protruding inside to the jerks. It was a huge weight, and I Were tightened on my nipples. Pains flooded my body." Well," Bella said, "now I'll put on your collar and leash” and started pulling me. I followed her until we arrived at a tiled place. I felt my wrists were untied, but immediately my hands were pulled upwards and blocked by rings that seemed to hang from a high bar over my head. Furthermore, I began to reason. I was a slave to Bella and didn't know what to expect. I noticed that in addition to Bella other people were present. A female voice whispered, "Sounds a little rude to me. It does not address you, Mistress, properly, as it should be. I can educate him" "Yes, do it," replied Bella. "Let's start like with this to warm up" continued the voice" 20 lashes on this firm ass". The horse whip did its duty, and my ass began to swell while I could only moan with my engorged mouth. They took the ball out of my mouth. "How do you thank the Mistress"? Asked the voice, "Thank you, Mistress," I replied. "And?" whispered the voice. I understood the game, so I submit tingly moaned, "if I made a mistake, punish me". "And?" whispered the voice again, "I am your slave," I acknowledged. Without warning, she gave me ten lashes on my penis. "Just for" repeated the voice. "Now I'll take the clamps off your nipples, wait! Your punishment is not over." She tied the leash to the bar above my head, forcing me to hold my head up. "Now I will untie your hands. With your hands, keep your tits tight and hand me your nipples.”  “This is in remembrance of the night you whipped Bella's tits till morning." A male voice whispered.

I did as they asked.  Squeezing hard my tiny tits, the nipples came out forcefully proud between my fingers. "Now count," said the male voice. 'If you complain or lose count, we start again. The lashings descended mercilessly on my nipples, who after a hundred lashes they looked like purple cherries. I knew the rules of this game, so I did not complain. Only the tears were so abundant that the blindfold loosened. It was removed, and I could see those who later they would become my Domini. Bella in a black leather bodice that enhanced her big tits and firm, round ass, a very thin almost asexual girl, naked except for rings at the labia majora at the clitoris and at the nipples, and my nephew dressed in an ironed knit corset that also covered the lower abdomen except for the testicles that were clasped by a large, heavy gold ring. "Hi Uncle," he smiled at me, "you didn't think I was a master, you thought I was a fag." "Look, this house is mine. We are in the open countryside, and you will stay with us at least a month until you will become what forecast for you. Your wife Domina Bella, to whom you belong, you just know her. This little bone is Domina Sara lover of your lesbian and sadistic wife. I am for you, Dominus Petrus.

You on the other hand will become a passive slutty slave, slutty and sissy in the soul, in a feminized body.

I understood that there was no point in rebelling. I replied, "gentlemen masters, I will be obedient, sluttish and submissive I am ready to please your perverse desires like little whores do. Decide what you want." "By the way "Said my nephew, "we should give you a name. I like Cindy." Thank you master, "I replied “from now, I am Cindy submitted sissy slut” right” answered Dominus Petrus spitting on my face, then he whipped my balls, dick, and anus. He ended the session squeezing hard my swollen nipples. Without shame, I cried.

"A little cleaning "was Bella's reply. "Be good little slut, we'll clean you up." They hooked my wrists to a hook above the shower tray, so high I had to stand on the tip of my toes. My nephew turned on the water. It was very hot, and Sara washed me with a rough brush until I was as red as a shrimp. I almost fainted when I felt a tube being inserted into my anus.

"Now we're going to wash you inside. Don't worry if you get your feet in shit, the drain is powerful." Bella continued

The water inflated me like a balloon. My belly was so swollen that I could no longer see my testicles. "Stop, tighten your butt cheeks."

Sara was holding a large rubber phallus with a pump. She greased it and said," Now I'm going to take the tube off, watch if you lose a drop, I'll break your teeth." Then she yanked the tube away and with one sharp stroke pushed the big plug into my anus, pressing down on the little pump that inflate It inflated it inside me by increasing the pressure in my belly and closing the anus tightly. "See you soon," Bella said, it's ten o'clock." In two hours, we will return." I no longer felt any sensation except for a heat in my cock that excitedly had stood up and inflated enormously. After two hours, Sara returned, deflated the plug, and pulled it out violently avoiding. With a jump to the side, the torrent of liquid stool that came out. He opened the shower and in a moment the drain swallowed everything.

Three times he inserted the tube into my anus, filling me with water that then came out of my hole clearer and clearer until the third time he said: it is clean. They kept me in the shower for quite some time. Then my nephew unhooked me and wiped.

I couldn't take a step and collapsed on the living room carpet. " The program that my wife had decided to make me female was hard, but at least she had decided not to castrate me, just a little hormonal injection to feminize my face and body to make me lose weight they subjected me to a sperm diet. Every day a dozen horny men raped me and then came into my mouth, forcing me to swallow the soup. In between, they were playing with my deformed nipples. When they were done, Sara would put rings on my testicles, tongs on my nipples and a plug to hold the sperm of the males inside me. To make me a woman. Bella had injected me with a huge amount of Xylocaine into my penis and testicles. "So, you will get rid of "he said laughing" no more erections. For a long time, you won't feel anything and when it's over, you'll be a sissy.”. Every day I received lessons on how a slave must behave. When the lesson was ended, I had to walk around with a big plug in my ass. Sometimes Master Sara   made me wear clamps and cock rings, He put me a dog collar with the inscription I'm a male whore, a chain around my hips. Bra and underwear were of a delicious feminine pink. Master Sara brought me to pubs where I had to service rude truckers who treated me as a bitch, doing with my mouth, ass, tits, and cock whatever they wanted. I had smilingly to comply, and thanks for the honour they made me. Little coins earned were inserted in my ass, then plugged. And I had to carry the earnings home. Other times Master Petrus plugged my ass inserting his arm up to the elbow and his big dick stretched my mouth forcing me to swallow the abundant cum. Master Sara was sort of kinder, asking to lick her pussy and asshole. She rewarded me with slaps on my aching ringed nipples.

On Sunday, Master Bella invited her lesbian friend for a tea. Wearing a half coup bra showing nipples that were dyed red and pink panties, I had to be Cindy the little sissy housemaid. After serving the tea, I had to comply to my real duty. With stretched tongue to lick all the lady’s pussies and with finger fisting their ass till they squirted. Being still male, Domina Bella to avoid my erections who could disgust the ladies put a spiked chastity device on my dick. In one occasion, to amuse the friends , she forced me to be mounted by a big Dane dog who stretched so hard my anal pussy that I started to whine. The ladies laughed, amused when they so that I was knotted, and the dog refused to let me go.

Finally, he popped out of me and all the dog’s cum spilled from my ass to on the marble floor.  She ordered me to lick all the creamy cum off and swallow it. When the ladies’ man arrived late afternoon, having the lesbians refused to be fucked, I was offered as substitute and sometimes more than seven horny men fucked my ass reproaching their wife that I was a perfect fucking doll with a smooth anal pussy.

When the other master organized a party, Master Pietro, brought me as a gift. Naked with only a heavy golden cock ring and butterfly clamps on nipples, dressed only in a gold chain that joined cock ring, nipple camps to a gold collar that tightened my throat. Then at the party I was the sissy boy for all men. With anguish, I realized that I had started to enjoy my role and that my anal pussy quivered waiting to be smashed feeling.

I had also to confess to myself that I was seeing myself as a female man, loving to serve other men.

 

 

 After six months, they freed me from the chains and sprinkled me with depilatory cream. Then, after a perfumed shower, they allowed me to look at myself in a mirror. My body was rejuvenated, firm with shiny skin. My large member had shrunk, and a small pouch remained of my balls.

As compensation, I had small breasts with big nipples and. My lips had swollen from sucking cock and when I turned around, I saw that what they, called anal pussy had a fleshy ring.

Master Sara touched my penis, which did not react, but when she slipped two fingers into my ass, I felt a shiver all the way to the pit of my stomach and began to stir excitedly, no pardon, feminine excitedly.

"Good girl Cindy, you're almost ready." Bella put a wet handkerchief over my nose, and I fainted.

 

When I awoke, I was in a tactician's office with my hands and feet bound and a plug in my mouth.

"We have to brand you," said Master Petrus my gay dominant nephew. On my well-shaven pubes, they tattled me .   The tattoo on the belly around the navel showed< oral and anal with joy>

Around the anus, the tattoo clarified what was the sissy awaited < be brutal fuck me hard>. On my testicles the words was an invitation like what written on the tits Two gold beads pierced the glans and on my round buttocks was tattooed

I thought it was over, But the tactician piercing the points of the tits with tiny little gold barbells, making the nipples protrude erected. “You'll see how pretty you'll be” be laughed: “Men will line up to suck your nipples.”

Back home, for a whole day, I was my master’s play toy. They humiliated me by making me lick their feet and genitals, then they took turns sticking one hand in my ass while milking my cock with the other. I felt nothing, however I still dripped cum which they then made me lick. This was not because they were milking me, but because the hand shoved deep into my ass made me an orgasmic female. After six months of education and training, "How do you feel? "Asked me, Master Sara. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had a delicious soft pink sissy body. In front of me hung my cock or rather my big clitoris and turning around I had seen my swollen and pink little hole. I felt aroused like the sissy slut the mistress wanted. "Wait," Sara said, "one more adjustment, and then you're going home." She firmly pressed my testicles through five heavy silver rings. "This will stretch your scrotum," and then she bites hard my nipples. “so, you will remember that you are neither man nor woman, but only an old sissy submitted gay sissy slut”

"These you must never take off," added Mistress Bella who had just entered I trust you," he said slipping in me an anal plug and inflating it to the maximum. "You can take it off for needs, but then I want it back on. Walk “It was a good feeling, my nipples had become aroused, the pulled balls were banging on my thighs causing me a pain as if they were being whipped, and the anal plug made me shake my ass. I felt all female, with only a desire to be a plaything for my masters' amusement. Moved I knelt in front of Bella and kissed the big rubber strap on cock hoping she would bugger me. "No," she said, taking my cock and gave it a very painful injection on the head." Xylocaine 20% for two months, you will have a limp dick.

Then we'll see how you've improved, and I'll take you to the defilement of the sissy slave sluts." Master Bella decided I was ready to be received at the Master of the master’s to be judged. “Sweetie” she said to me while gently caressing my tits and playing with my nipples. “If you take the test, you will become a feminized slave, a bisexual and submissive whore” for the ceremony, they dress me. Under a black silk bra and panties, over a simple tunic of white silk, Mistress Beautiful ordered me to undress in front of the Master of master’s and the coven of the twelve saviour Masters. I had to take a walk, shaking my butt like a whore. Each saviour master received my submission homage of a blowjob.

They made me get dressed and unloaded in they put me on all fours like a cow, then bent with the hole of the ass clearly visible then erect with the thighs very open and in all these positions the Master of the master’s fucked my throbbing anal pussy that had a reddened fleshy ring. I saw that the Master of Masters' cock was as long as the palm of my hand and had the circumference of a bottle of soft drink. He took possession first of my lips, and I had to open widely my mouth to accommodate that giant cock. I almost sprained my jaws, but I swallowed all his precious gift. After the oral homage, his big cock entered slowly and gently in my anal pussy. He fucked me in all the mentioned positions, every time breeding me. To keep me in place, he gently gripped my nipples.  All the fuck was so good  that I felt filled like a woman’s snatch,  trembling and shaking myself in multiple  anal orgasm squatting finally how do slut whores females as I had become, The Master of master’s was prepared to pass the judgement on me. At first, he insulted me by calling me” little male whore, slutty sissy boy slut, ex man castrated in the soul. Rightly humbled and submissive. He accompanied his words with loud slaps two on sore tits and nipples, three on my cock (pardon clitoris) three on the ringed balls, four on each buttock.

Then he proclaimed me You Cindy are formally a sissy male slave to Mistress Bella. Be obedient, submitted, ready to comply with her order and wishes. Go Cindy and be honoured to be a sub slave. Tears dropped from My eyes. Finally, I had the place I really deserved. I humbly kissed Mistress Bella right Hand and received the first slap as her humbled sissy slave.

Back at home, I had to service      Dominus Pietrus with a blowjob and receiving his creamy spurn on my lips and ayes. Domina Bella and Domina Sara had their pussies licked and asses fingered till they squirted on my face moaning loudly.

After having cleaned their sexes with my tongue, I was allowed to return to my home. They gave me my male dress, put me on a taxi and asked the driver to bring the sissy slut at the given address. Bella's last words were, “don’t forget, you belong to m. When I call you, run”.

At home, I have finally taken a warm bath, could clean myself thoroughly and enjoy a sleep without plug and cuffs. In the afternoon I got a call from John a former colleague that having notice of my long absence, wanted to visit me to see in I was in good health.

I fixed the meeting for after dinner at nine o’clock. John appeared, he was younger than me, a handsome well-built male. After a formal exchange of words, after an exchange of formal phrases, I took courage and told him how they transformed me from male to sissy man. Macho outside and female whore inside. I undressed myself and showed him my female body with the hanging clitoris, the balls with rings and the small tits with the tiny barbells and the big nipples. Then I turned around and showed my distraught anal pussy, I cried as he hugged me. "No darling” he said, “I always knew the trust about your sissy ness, but I loved the woman in you Had not the temper to confess it.”  He took me between his arms and brought me to the bed, where kindly he made love as if I were a real woman. I felt him move inside me, and gently filled my aroused little asshole with sperm. I had butterflies in my tummy, red nipples and a smile of happiness as satisfied women have after making love. Then we slept, embracing us till late morning.

After a hearty lunch, John kissed my swollen red lips goodbye, promising to visit me next time. Before leaving him, I unzipped his trousers and gave him a blowjob, covering with kisses his lovely gland.

Back to my obligations! I took a splendid long bath, carefully waxed my whole body, making sure that no hair remained. Creamed my clitoris, balls, and ass with a scented cream. I combed my brown hair and did the manicure to my hands, just polishing them while my toenails were painted red. Then, I went to bed for a nap. To relax, I played with my cock, but this had now become a clit and remained limp and soft. At nine, after a milk shake, I started to dress. At nine I began to get dressed. A thin man's shirt and nothing else. So thin that it allowed you to see the pierced tits, the small clamps on the nipples, the clitoris in the chastity cage and the bales tightened by the rings. No bra and no pants but a leather slut-collared bondage harness. I smiled at my image in the mirror, remembering the words of Mistress Sara “do not forget that you are our slut boy slave.  Go out and make work your lousy mouth ant your shitty asshole. Bring back money, a lot of. If not, I will be very pleased to castrate you and may be cut also your tongue.” The image of my body reflected from the mirror was exciting, thanks to a light rubbing, I had swollen erected nipples. The round buttocks were proud to show themselves. “If I were a man as I was, I would love to fuck a sissy boy slut like me” were my last words to the mirror. Pleased I took my car. Carrying only two handbags, one for make-up and hide money, the other for a pair of red stiletto-heeled shoes as sluts wear, I drove to the Gas station and annex pub where Mistress Bella had decided that I should prostitute myself as a masculine slave whore. The owner of the pub let me in and ordered me to undress so that everyone could see the tattoos, and then I had to walk around the tables allowing the rude masters to play with my tits, squeeze my nipples and stick their fingers into my anal pussy. This treatment aroused me and being now a sissy, my anal snatch become moistened.

 “Game over” shouted the pub owner “now go out naked and get to work. Blowjob and ass fuck until five in the morning. Then bring what you have earned to Dominus Petrus.” As soon as I was alone, the truck drivers arrived. Rough beasts that filled my mouth and ass. I counted twelve men who slapped my tits, beat my ass, and slapped the balls while I had to drink their cum. Finally, my face and hair were full of white cream and my anus was unleashing a torrent of cum, a small lake on the asphalt.

At five in the morning, I drove to Dominus Petrus handling over the earnings. “That’s all?” he shouted, disgusted.  Before leaving I had to give him a final submissive blowjob and say “thank you, Dominus Petrus permitting me, a lousy worthless  feminine inside and masculine outside, showing on the tattooed skin what she is good for, to worship your splendid cock."

I went home, but still aroused I had to masturbate my sot clitoris and squirted while pushing a big dildo deep into my ass. I realized that finally I had gotten what I had in my youth dreamed: to be a submitted slave feminine feelings inside, masculine outside. Eager to worship cocks, a masculine cocksucker, a slut, a bitch, a whore, a piece of meat happy to be tortured, stretched squeezed, fisted.

Mistress Bella was satisfied by my submissive readiness to their orders and my increasing feminine sissyness.

“Bravo” she said, handling over a collar and lash. Learn this week how to wear them, and next week I will make you parade at the sub sissies show.

What happened at the defilé and how I had enjoyed and made to enjoy men will be told next time.

Cindy submitted sissy whore slut, previously dominant alpha male, husband of Mistress Bella. At that time simply Bella my submitted wife.