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Meeting my Mistress - Part 4
🕑 Added 2023-10-09 15:24:00 +0000 UTCAuthor - Brianna Demonet
The mistress showed me the kitchen and pantry first. As Mistress ordered, I unloaded the car and put the groceries away. I separated the toiletries and bagged them up. As I was finishing up, Mistress came in, looked at the kitchen and pantry, and said, "Very nice job sissy." You are working out very well so far. Thank toiletries, you, Mistress, and I gave her a curtsey. I don't know why it was just a natural impulse. The mistress smiled at me. Is that bag our toiletries sissy? Yes, Mistress. Good, grab the bag and follow me.
I followed her, and she proceeded to give me a tour of her beautiful home. She showed me my room. It was all trimmed out in hot pink and white. The bed was adorned with pink satin and lace trim. There was an attached bathroom with similar decor. There was a Jacuzzi tub and a two-person shower with a steam feature, a huge mirror, and makeup lights. The floor was made of ceramic tiles and heated.
There were also two small closets. Put your toiletries in the closet on the right side. I have another surprise for you, sissy. Open the closet on the left. There is a medical stand and a black case on the shelf. The other shelves were stocked, but my eyes were on the stand and that black case. Mistress saw my face; go on, sissy, open it. As I opened it, my guess was right, but my jaw still dropped. It was a 5-quart enema bag with a 6-piece set of nozzles. I felt like a little girl at Christmas. I was grinning with tears.
My mistress saw my tears and hugged me tightly. I instantly melted in her arms. She kissed my cheek and wiped my tears away. Aww, you are a sweet girl, sissy. I just realized this was the first time Mistress actually touched me. It was everything I imagined. Sissy! Yes, Mistress? Did you see what else was in the closet?
No, Mistress, sorry. Look, sissy! I started to focus and realized there was enema coffee, enema soap, and a 20" colon tube. It sank in that Mistress was listening to me as much as I listened to her. I just wanted what I always wanted. I only wanted to work to make her happy; it seems she felt the same way. I looked at her and had some more tears and a big smile. Mistress hugged me again, tighter, and then she kissed my lips, and I felt her tongue touch my lips.
Let me show you the rest of my home. Her home had 12 bedrooms, a vast pool, and a 3-bedroom pool house. There was a 20-foot-high wall around the property, also pink and white. She had a staff of caretakers and a pool boy. He looked like Magic Mike.
His uniform was skin-tight shorts and sandals. He was extremely endowed. I tried to not stare. Mistress noticed; she didn't miss a thing. We walked the entire grounds and worked our way back to another door at the back of the house. It was a key card entry. She swiped us in the door. These are my home offices. I share these with friends of mine. This is the most secure part of the home.
Sissy I want you to meet my oldest and most trusted friend. She is also a mistress and must be obeyed as if she were me. She is also a psychiatrist. You will be spending lots of time together. You can trust her, sissy. She knows everything about you so far. She will be your therapist throughout your time here.
You will be required to sign a release stating that she and I can only share your therapy notes with one another. How do you feel about this? I hesitated to answer for the first time ever. It's ok, sissy. This is a lot to absorb. If you responded right away, I would be more worried.
Breathiness Therapy for Bree sissy is extremely important for your mental and physical health. Youwife, and have undergone a huge loss and have had many conflicts with gender and depression issues. You need to share everything. You want to be my sissy wife, I also want you to be my submissive partner. I need to know you are mentally up for it. I understand, Mistress. I appreciate your thoughtfulness and care.
We walked into the office, and standing in 6" heels and a double-breasted coatdress was my mystery mistress. She looked professional, dominant, and beautiful. Hi sissy girl, she said, greeting Mistress. I gave her a curtsey. You are so sweet, honey. Do you know why you are here? For my mental and physical health, Mistress, I am Mistress. Lisa, Yes, honey, that is a good part of it.
You mentioned to Mistress Becky that you are willing to undergo many surgeries and body modifications. Yes, Mistress. You need to understand, sissy. You are talking about a lot of changes, most of which are life-altering. We would be irresponsible if we went ahead without therapy for you. You mentioned you wanted to start HRT. Therapy allows you to start HRT. Did Mistress Lux give you the pills? Yes, Mistress. Good, I am happy to hear it. Did she tell you what they were? Yes, Mistress. Good, why don't you lay down and let's begin?
We talked for 2 hours. I felt a weight lifting off me. Here I am in a sissy dress in therapy and at the beginning of a lifelong dream. Bree honey, You have just taken your first steps in FLR, sissy. You have a long road ahead. A positive attitude will get you to your goal of gender reassignment.
To be clear with you, sissy, you are entering into a female-led relationship, which includes marrying your mistress, chastity, corsetry, 100% female appearance, dress, and deportment. No male behavior will be tolerated. You are to be trained, surgically altered, tattooed, and pierced as your mistress desires; you will be consulted on most modifications. In the end, Mistress Becky's decisions are all final. You will follow all directions and complete all assigned tasks.
Your health and safety are our first priority, and all of us are supporting you through this. You will want for nothing as long as you follow your mistress's word as law. Do you agree with these terms? Yes, Mistress Lisa, yes, Mistress Becky. I understand and offer both my full consent and submission.
Mistress, may I ask one question? Yes, sissy, you may. When do I start? You already have, sweetie. Becky, can I show her now? Please, Lisa. We have you on video with the goal layout that you agreed to. We will draft a contract for you to sign. You belong to us now. Do you like the car and the bedroom? Yes, very much. Mistress Lux says you are enjoying the chastity and the plug. Is this true? Yes, I love them, mistress. Becky, I think we have finally found a keeper. Yes, Lisa, I believe we have. The car and bedroom are yours to use. Thank you, Mistress. Becky and Lisa
There is a gym just outside the secure office area. You will be spending a great deal of time there. You are required to become a very toned, tight sissy. You will be corseted while exercising, so get used to it. No whining. Mistress Lux will be your instructor; she has as much authority as we do. You will obey every order. Yes, Mistress Becky and Lisa.
For now, sissy Go upstairs to your room, clean up, and change for dinner. Be back down in the dining room for dinner in 90 minutes. Sissy! Yes, Mistress Becky? Clean yourself inside out! Do you understand? Yes, Mistress. I made my way up the stairs while The Mistress talked about what's next for me, I am sure. I fired up the heated floor and set up the stand and enema bag.
I decided to use the colon tube for a deep clean, mixed up a weak coffee enema and set up a second soap enema, followed by a water rinse. I lay on the floor on my side and turned on the valve. I feel the solution run deep in my colon. The pressure was building, and after 10 minutes, I evacuated to the toilet. I repeated the same with soap, and then water. I released it clearly. I showered carefully with my hair.
I then filled the tub and ran the spa jets to relax a bit. After 20 minutes, I toweled off, replaced my butt plug, and went back into the bedroom. There was an outfit laid out on the bed. It was a Versace sheath dress. It was a light pinkish gray. Again, with matching shoes. I put on my corset, took a deep breath, and tightened it tighter than before. It's a good thing too, because the dress was a bit tighter. I will need to work hard in the gym, I thought to myself. I spent the last 30 minutes doing my makeup. I did an ombre pink on my lips, and I did a dark smokey eye with a double-wing eyeliner. Time for dinner.
I walked down the stairs to the dining room 3 minutes early, and Mistress Becky, Lisa, Lux, and Sabine were there to greet me. I noticed that they were all wearing sheath dresses of various colors. Mistress Becky's was black with red piping trim, and Lisa's was red with black piping. Mistress Lux had a dark purple sheath dress with black piping, and Sabine had a bright purple dress with black piping. They were all color-matched nails, lips, and shoes; even the eye shadows were all coordinated. They are the picture of fashion perfection. I have so much to learn. These women are more intimidating than any group of men I have ever met.
They are gathered in the dining room, all standing, awaiting my entry. I stopped at the arch and curtesy, said Good evening, Mistress, and smiled warmly. Mistress Becky always speaks first. Greetings, Bree; you are very punctual. We really appreciate that. Thank you, Mistress. Would you like a drink? Yes, please, Mistress. Ian, would you please make Bree a Cosmo? Yes, Mistress. Ian is my property manager/chef and a great bartender. Ian brought my drink and said, Mistresses and Bree, please sit. Dinner will be served shortly.
I moved a bit slower than my mistresses to allow them all to sit before me. Mistress Becky sat first, followed by Lisa, Sabine, and Lux sitting at the same time. I sat last, and they all smiled like they were impressed with me. This made me happy. Mistress Lisa said tonight Bree, we are allowing you to speak freely at the table; just don't forget where you are and be completely honest with us. We are all going to be equally involved in your future training and transformation. While we will consult you and ask for your opinion, our decision is final. Do you understand what this means? Please speak freely.
Yes, my mistresses I understand; it is my hope to make all of you proud. I want to become a post-op woman while becoming the vision of Mistress Becky. I expect to become the sissy wife of Mistress Becky. My goal is to make you all proud of me with the results of your training. If I may ask, is there an outline of a plan for me?
Mistress Lisa spoke next. Sissy, We have many things scheduled for you. One of the first things that comes to mind is This Monday is some surgery. Monday morning, you will be going in for a tongue split. I have already done your pre-op exam for it. Your surgeon will be Dr. Channel. Dr. Channel is also a mistress. She will be doing all your body mods as well. You will eat well tonight and at lunch before your surgery.
Keep in mind that you can eat like a man tonight and tomorrow and never again after this. You are to become Mistress Becky's personal living Barbie doll. You will be trained, dressed, and modified to Becky's taste. You are to serve anyone she wants. When left with us or Mistress Channel, you will obey as if we were Mistress Becky. You should also know that we have done this many times. Lisa, Lux, and Sabine all have sissy dolls.
Mistress Becky is next, and you, sissy, are hers. She has searched for you for a very long time. Many sissies have come this way. None ever made it past the restaurant, and most never made it through dinner. As stated, you will want for nothing, you will not be sold, and you will marry Mistress Becky after signing a very detailed prenup. Your safety will always be our top priority. Anyone who hurts you will answer for it. You only need to go along. We know what you want; you know what we want. Any questions, Bree?
Yes, Mistress, I have a few questions, if I may. Mistress Becky and I talked and traded many ideas about my feminization and sissification. Besides a tongue split, which I am so excited about, how and where shall I start? Great question, sissy. You will be allowed time to heal first, and then you will be acclimated to being her domestic servant. As you blossom into a girl, you will be transformed and modified accordingly, some too fast for you to grasp right away. Dr. Lisa, Dr. Channel, and the Mistress are here for you. You should reach out to Dr. Lisa first. Keep in mind that these ladies tell me everything, especially when it comes to you. There are no secrets.
You will be required to dress, service, and care for any and all of Mistress Becky's needs. Errands, shopping, making her bed, cleaning her personal bathroom, laundry, and dry cleaning—anything that Mistress touches As you may have noticed, she has a household staff. You will work independently of them. They are not allowed to pick her up in her room or bathroom. They are not allowed in the secure offices, only you. You will have a sissy maid dress to wear every day. You will be dressed and made up as femininely as possible every day from now on. You will have therapy three times a week and be expected to take your HRT daily.
What about tattoos and a collar, mistress? Ah, yes, I am glad you brought that up. Once you have breast implants, we will have our tattoo artist pay a visit to the spa. You will have eyeliner. She winked. I love it on you, by the way. Lips argumentation, then when you have healed and have a color tattoo of my choosing on your lips. You will have your eyebrows tattooed high, arched, and pencil-thin. 3 rings in your right nostril and a nose stud on the left. Your nipples will be pierced. Within about 90 to 120 days, everything will be irreversible. Welcome to womanhood, sissy; there really is no way back for you. I stood up from the table, stepped back, curtsied with a bow, and said thank you, Mistress. Then I kneeled before Mistress Becky as if a pet were told to kneel.
She cupped my head with her hand and leaned my head into her lap. I could smell her sweet scent. She patted my head. You are just the sweetest sissy girl ever. I looked into her eyes and smiled. Becky blew me a kiss and said, Bree, my sweet sissy, sit down; dinner is about to be served; and eat like a man tonight, no shame. We know what you are going to go through; all our sissies have split tongues. When Ian showed me his spilled tongue, I was sold. when she mentioned it to you. You said yes with no hesitation. Yes, that's true. Mistress said, "Good, let's eat."
Ian came in and had a fresh round of drinks for us. He served Becky first, then Lisa, Alexis Lux, and Sabine. I was served last, and he winked at me in front of everyone. I blushed, and the mistresses smiled at us both. Ian came back with the food. bacon-wrapped tenderloins, Caesar salad, spinach, and stewed tomatoes Ian put an extra tenderloin on my plate, and you will need your strength, sweetie. By the way, I make a great puree, and you'll love it. We finished dinner. Tonight we are going clubbing for a bit. You will love it.
We finished dinner, and Mistress Lux took me up the stairs to help make me up. I first did a coffee enema and then flushed it with water. She sprayed me with perfume, lubed up my plug, and inserted it for me. She brushed my chastity and tapped her long red nails on it. She said to get in the chair. I did as ordered, and she went to town on my hair and makeup. She gave me a very pink, girly makeover that was cute and slutty. I was beaming with my new look. Thank you, Mistress. I love the way you go out of your way for me.
We walked out to the car; it was a stretch limo. It was pink and black on the inside. We piled in the car. Ian drove us; he is so hot. Bree, have fun; just be your girl self tonight. You are free to behave like a slut. Remember, if you turn him on, you need to be ready to act on it. Ian, sweetheart, let's go. It was 10 p.m., and the club was packed. The line was around the block. We pulled up front and walked right in. Ian parked the car. Everyone greeted Becky and the girls as mistresses.
I was trailing these goddesses, and I wasn't ignored; they held my hand as we were led to a reserved table. The waiter came to the table with drinks on a tray, and there was my Cosmo. My mistresses cut loose like they were at college. Ian walked in and sat on the end next to me. He is so hot. I wasn't going to hit on him. He said to me, I will keep an eye on you. Mistress Becky smiled. I always wondered, How does she always know everything? She even knew my dress and shoe sizes.
We hit the dance floor and went crazy on it. We were grinding each other; all the girls were grinding Ian. Mistress Becky said, "Grind Ian, go on, girl, get after him." I started grinding all the time, and I was blushing a deep red. Ian said your blushing, honey; it's so cute. He was endowed. I could feel his size, his strength, and his firm form. God, he's so hot. We all went back to the table, and a fresh cosmo was waiting.
I started sipping on it and then excused myself to the ladies' room. I entered the ladies' room, took care of things, and began to touch myself up. Two men I never talked to started getting physical with me while I was in the ladies' room. Said no. I was frightened. I pushed them back and said no louder, not trying to make a scene. The next thing I know, Ian shows up, steps in front of me, and says, "Go very firmly." The last bit of man in me says, Let's take it, but I just listen to him and go.
As I sit back down, three big bouncers walk into the ladies' room, and the men, a bit banged up, walk out restrained. The cops pick them up. Hardly a person in the club noticed. Ian comes back, not a scratch on him, grips my leg softly, and says, Are you ok? Yes, I am fine. Thank you. Becky says, "Kiss your hero." I went for a cheek kiss, and he shifted, and I was French kissing him. His split tongue felt incredible.
My pierced tongue was no match for him. I was turning to jelly. All the ladies were watching. Before I knew it, Ian had his hand up my dress, massaging my legs. My chastity was tight, and I was loving it. The mistresses hit the dance floor and were tearing up the floor. Men were flocking to them. Very few were ever engaged by them. They could pick and choose. They are the picture of power and confidence.
Hey kids, Mistress Lisa says, Let's go. The drag show starts in 15 minutes. I grab my clutch, Ian takes my hand, and I strut out the door. We jump in the limo. We get to the next club; our table is waiting with drinks, and Ian is drinking Voss water. Several drag queens came by to greet mistresses; Ian was kissed and groped by each one.
I was egged on to stuff money into the queen's costumes. I did it with no hesitation, and after six cosmos, I am feeling no pain right now. The lead queen sat with us for a bit; she was so nice and very funny. She took me backstage and introduced me around. I love drag queens. They asked which mistress I was with. I told them I was with Mistress Becky. You are so lucky, they said. So knows how to take care of people; be good to her.
The queens offered to do my makeup sometime, and I said I'd love that. One of the queens walked me out to my table. There was a fresh Cosmo waiting. We danced for a bit. I was grinding on Ian like I was in heat, which I kind of was. He was such a gentleman. The drag show was finally awesome. I was next to Ian when the queens paraded out in the crowd and pulled a couple CDs out of the crowd. I realized they were coming for me too. I drank down my Cosmo, and they pulled me out of my seat, pulled us on stage, and danced around.
The queens say to the crowd, Do you want to see these girls dressed in drag? The crowd screams Yes, we are pulled backstage, and we three girls are sat down, with three queens working for each of us. Queens were dancing on stage. 15 minutes later, I was transformed into a queen and had a huge blonde wig, super long eyelashes, and big eye makeup. It was way bolder and brighter than anything I ever imagined.
We marched on stage, and we all started dancing very sultry and flamboyantly. My chastity was very tight; it was painful, but I was so hot I didn't care. Ian had me so turned on, he knew it. He was told to do this. I knew it, and I loved it. The Mistress loved the show. Here I was drunk, in drag makeup. dancing with the hottest guy I ever saw. He was giving as good as he got. It was the last call for alcohol; my feet were killing me.
We loaded up in the car. The mistresses were teasing me about my dancing. Mistress Becky said I needed to take pole dancing lessons along with the cosmetology school. I said, When do I start? She said after I healed up: We got back to Mistress Becky's home, and Ian walked me upstairs to my room.
He undressed me, took off my makeup, and dressed me in a hot pink baby doll nightie. When I was ready for bed, he picked me up and laid me in bed. As he was laying me down, I kissed him out of pure instinct. He returned it with that exotic split tongue of his. It was then that I noticed it was pierced on both sides. Sleep, sissy doll; we have plenty of time. My dreams were filled with bliss.
Comments
Amanda
Loving the development of this story. Getting nicely turned on ,at times.❤️😂
