A Dominatrix Diary

by A Dominatrix

 

An Interesting Morning

Introduction

 

These are the rules.

Rule #1: You are a sissy and when you read anything I have written you must be wearing at least one article of explicitly feminine attire, the more the better.

Rule #2: You may only have an orgasm three times in any calendar week and you must never have and orgasm on consecutive days. For those of you who think that this somehow allows you to cum more than once on a particular day, don’t play games with me.

Rule # 3: If you cum while reading a chapter, the next time you turn to that chapter you must start again from the beginning.

Rule #4: Each chapter will be introduced with a specific task for you to perform before you are allowed to start reading the chapter. Any time you re-read the chapter, the task must be performed again.

The Task.

For your first task, something simple and easy, but a little risky. I know you have some particularly slutty, deep red lipstick on hand (You don’t? You better go out and get some now or you read no further than this.), get it and put a nice rich coat on your sissy lips now. Then you may continue to read. 

 

Today was a day off work for my current slave, so I thought I'd take him on a walk through the recesses of his most intense servile/sexual desires. ‘Humiliation, pain, and submission' after all, are his watchwords. As usual, on days he does not attend to making money, I began my day by calling for breakfast in bed. It was perfect, eggs done just right, the coffee hot and black, and my slave was done just right as well. When he first entered my service, he quickly learned that I wanted him to present himself, on the days he serves me, completely and utterly naked. I like to start every day fresh, as I teach him what it means to serve a dominant woman.

As he stood in silence, I allowed him a tantalizing peek at my full creamy breasts. I'm sure he appreciated the sight since his cock began an inexorable rise which ceased only after it was stiff and drippy.

"I wasn't aware that I had given you permission to have an erection." I whispered at him. "You really must be punished. Leave now and shave off all the hair on your body except what's on your head.... Oh, and leaved a little tuft over that disgusting protrusion. We'll deal with it when you return." I took the occasion of his absence for some preparation. I got up, dressed, and laid out a few things.

He was back in half an hour, nicely smooth. His skin is soft, his face is delicate. He is particularly suited to the hairless state in which he now found himself. His erection, however, was unchanged, and it was quite pleasant to observe his humiliation as the enormous thing continued to pulse and throb. I was ready for it now and I seized it and snapped on a chastity device with a leash that allowed me to drag cock and balls back between his legs, tying the leash around his waist. Then I ordered him to get down on his knees and kiss my 5" heels. I made him suck them and lick them until they were quite shiny.

"Now," I said, "lets see how you look in these." He almost swooned when he looked up from his labor and saw that I had laid out a black bra, leather corset, silky panties, sheer nylons and 5" heels of his own. He put each of these sensuous items on and, as I finished lacing down the corset, he stood trembling, waiting to become my slut-slave. I put on his make-up, dark eye-shadow and long smooth strokes of black mascara. A lot of blush went on those nice cheekbones and blood red lipstick was applied to his already pouty lips. Naturally. the lipstick matched his extra-long, acrylic fingernails. A full black wig, drop earrings and a leather collar all did their part in transforming him into the perfect feminine slave. Lovely to behold, helpless to resist me. "Now my little she-slave," I commanded, "I want you to do your sexiest, sluttiest dance while I take a few pictures." Then he danced for me, humiliated, his one sign of manhood hidden and invisible between his buttocks, by all appearances a sexy young woman.

"That's very nice," I said, as I signaled him to stop, "but you still need to be punished for letting your disgusting maleness intrude on my breakfast." With that, I directed him to a padded punishment horse which I have had built for just this purpose. I tied him on, making sure that he was positioned so that his pretty, girly ass, sweetly framed by the garters of the tight leather corset, was raised up and available for any use I might imagine. I took a large, hard rubber dildo and, telling him it was time to learn how to suck cock, stuffed it in his mouth. "Doesn't it taste good?" I taunted.

Now I turned my attention to that lovely ass. The first thing I noticed was that his imprisoned balls had become quite visible and available. I took my riding crop and ran it between his legs and over his scrotum. I was rewarded with a healthy twitch and a moan from his cock engorged mouth.

"I think," I whispered, " that you should learn to be ...quiet." When I said the word 'quiet', I fetched him a hard smack across that sassy butt, and was shocked....., shocked, to see him lose the dildo that I had so carefully placed between his ruby red lips. "For that, you will have to have 10 more and you will take care not to drop your dildo and you will take care to keep silent."

He managed fairly well, although as I was finishing he did begin to heave and jerk about. But it was to no avail, the horse is strong and I know how to tie a knot. And I must say that he began to suck that cock in his mouth with a great deal of enthusiasm. After the 10 strokes I took some more pictures and reflected to myself that it would be very amusing to see him working away with such excitement on the real thing. That would have to wait for another day, now he needed a reward for having done so nicely with his little whipping. I knew just the thing. A pretty (and now quite pink) ass like this one really must have a hot soapy enema. It wasn't long before I was filling his rear with a special mixture designed to put him in touch with his bowels in a very meaningful way. He took it all, with room to spare I daresay, as he continued to suck the dildo.

"You love sucking that thing, don't you my little slut?" I asked as I rubbed his poor abused ass. As he nodded pathetically, I whispered, "That's good because I have another one here just like it. I'm going to shove it deep into your beautiful butt and fuck you until you can convince me that you're cumming the way a pretty, feminized slave should. With that, I plunged the dildo into his waiting, helpless ass and began to fuck him.

Almost immediately he began a steady, satisfying moan. I am experienced enough to know that this was not the requested orgasm but merely an expression of pain mixed with an abject, submissive desire to please me. I continued to move the cock in and out however, as I did, the muscles of his asshole began to stretch and the rhythm of his body told me that indeed he was about to cum like a woman. When his muffled cries of pleasure at last filled the room, I released him and he gratefully hobbled to the toilet to empty the enema which had convulsed his insides.

After that, he cleaned up, freshened his make-up, donned a stiff and seductive french maid's uniform and did housework the rest of the day. On several occasions I had him perform oral sex on me and once, when I was too engrossed in a conversation on the phone, I required him to drink all my pee. My girlfriend on the phone thought that this was very funny so I invited her over next week to use the "toilet" at my house.

 

 

 

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