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Sissification & Feminization I think I've watched way too much porn (or it could have been that Hypno video I accidentally watched with the volume up, when nobody was home), but regardless, something has been making me fantasize about the submissive women I see. However, I don't imagine dominating them, I imagine being in their place or serving (being used) along side them. I have been imaging what it would be like to get all dolled up (make-up, hairless, nails, wig) and pretending to be the nastiest fuck-doll I can - as entertainment for a party or gathering (hotel, backyard, camping, living-room, dungeon). At some point along my journey, my drive to serve dominant women shifted to include dominant couples (Femdom, Maledom, and Dom/Domme) - as a sub doesn't really get to choose what their Master or Mistress have them do as long as they are kept safe (and within hard-limits). I don't know what it is, but the idea of being submissive with a woman present was the biggest turn-on; I think it's the idea that she is getting turned on by seeing my humiliation and submission - even if that means serving/servicing another man. Some years ago, I was chatting with a couple that I was hoping to serve. The wife wasn't interested in really being part of the play, but her husband wanted a submissive sissy - dressed, shaved, and made to look like a slut. The idea was the wife and I would spend the day together and she would help get me all feminized for her husband. When he would return home from work, I would be waiting on a pillow by the door (on my knees), with my hands bound behind my back. I would be tasked with unbuttoning his pants with my mouth and try to get his cock exposed while he inspected his new toy for the evening; all the while his wife would be taking pictures and recording the whole show and giving me words of encouragement ("that's a good girl, take his thick cock all the way down", etc.). I was to expect to have my ass roughly handled to see how tight I was (of course I would have be thoroughly cleaned as part of my preparations for the evening - and stretched with a few plugs to make sure I would be able to handle everything without being injured). I was also expected to be ready to have my gag reflex checked without warning. After sucking him off, surrendering my throat, and swallowing his first load, I would be serving the couple dinner and drinks before the next round would begin. |
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