Hi, readers, here is a new hopefully erotic story series of a sissy's decline to that of playing a sissy slut and then without her knowing soon to be a enslaved sissy maid and slut, featuring your sissy girl Chantel. Enjoy... ************************ Chapter One: Sissy Crossdressing Play Time. I'm sitting inside my car, it's late, a faint drizzle falls a...
Chapter Two: If One was Fun, Two will be Better. Late night I get a call and I look to see that it is my new Master. I answer, "Hello Master Camron, how may I help you?" "Bitch ass sissy, I am gonna need you here tomorrow morning, by 10:00am." he excitedly replies. I reply, "Oh, ok I guess I can make it to your home tomorrow morning Master." "You God Dam...
Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
Over the next few days I removed most of my male clothing from the house and donated it to Goodwill. I met Wendy as she got out of work each day and we went shopping. The first time was for regular clothing. Skirts, dresses and blouses, leggings and shoes and regular lady's sportswear. Thursday it was lingerie night. I ended up with multiple bras and camiso...
"Where's my comb, Mommy?" Margo sighed. Sissy could be so needy at times. And was there even a brain underneath that pile of blond curls? "I'm sure I saw it on your nightstand. But if you can't find it in all the junk you've piled up there, I'm not surprised!" Yes, Sissy's nightstand was a clutter of lipsticks, rouge, mascara and numerous other skin care...
His landlord was not best pleased when Bruce announced his immediate departure, but was happy to hand him a bill requesting three months rent in lieu of his vacation without notice. He packed his laptop and the few items of decent clothing and sparse possessions into a sports bag and slung it into his car, then drove back to the house, his mind racing; he co...
Chapter Two: Onto Her Training and Breaking Down. The feeling of fear and dread falls over Chantel as she sits on the flimsy bed in what is for now her prison cell. Totally alone and isolated except for the fact that Mitch and Nate Burrows will lord over her as they orientate, train and ultimately break Chantel from a fantasy sissy to what will be a living...
She had always been so vulnerable, growing up with the other boys it was so obvious she was not like them. Now in their late teens as adulthood announced itself to the others by adorning them with bodily hair and a developing musculature, they laughed at the soft hairless form of the one who was well known to them, but only from an external perspective. The...
Chapter Two: A Day in the Life of Tranny Dominatrix Chantel Waking up into another morning where this transvestite dominatrix gets to dress up and enjoy her life of toying with sub men and sissies/crossdressers. Working hard to get my femme look down over the last couple of years prior to operating this Dominatrix business, I enter my very lady-like powder...
Chapter Fifteen: Life Changes but Normalizes Monday morning, Carl and Chantel are up and at it, breakfast in the hotel restaurant and then a shopping excursion to an are Jewelry store for Carl to buy Chantel her engagement ring. Dressed sharply but casually Carl in a white button down shirt, Khakis and black walking shoes. Chantel a white turtle neck, black...