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37: MORE Letters to A Mistress:

I wanted to write you 2 fantasies to give you some background on me.

#1 -The Cum Cleaner or Cleaning Up Cum

I come to your hotel.I knock on your room.You answer the door.Just smile at.Stop me as I try to enter your room.You look me up and down.With a sly smile you unzip me and take my cock out.I am nervous that someone will see me exposed in the hall.You reach in, cupping my balls, squeezing.With a laugh you grab me by the head of my cock and lead me inside where you undress me and assess my body.

Your first word to me "Down!", with a smile.I squat down. You lift your skirt and slightly hike up your hips opening your legs.."Suck!".I pull your panties aside and hungrily seek out your pussy lips with my mouth.Starving for you, I lick.Coursing my tongue the length of your lips, up and down, and then settling my attention on your clitoris.Lapping you.

You pet my head "mmmm, good girl, thats it". You near your first orgasm...I am very quick to respond exactly to your commands of "slower", "faster","suck it in", I want to please you.As the first wave hits you grasp the back of my head, pushing me into your pussy, you take my head and roll me up and down on your pussy.

Next you lay me back on the floor. Time to cross my first barrier. You strattle me.As I lap you, you pivot your hips, exposing your asshole to me, right over my mouth.I hesitate, not knowing what to do.I have never licked and asshole.You sense my doubt and move your hand to my cock, stroking me."Go ahead, sweetheart, lickmommys asshole", I am still tentive and try to comply by licking the skin between your pussy and asshole, which feels good to you. You encourage me.."thats it, thats a good girl"..I begin to succumb to your pussy, your voice and your hands gentle on my cock, as your further your rotation I lick the rim of your ass.."oh!!, so good!, see how you can do it?, thats a good girl!" I want to please you and so I continue to lick you, now all over you asshole, you encourage me more by placing your hands on your asscheeks, spreading yourself and opening yourself to me.I continue to caress your inner asshole with my tongue...you moan in pleasure..."so good"...."Now baby, I want you to put your tongue inside, go ahead girl, dip your tongue down deep inside my asshole"..I comply, my tongue probes the depths of you asshole.."mmmm, that is so nice,see how you can please me?"

As a reward you reposition and straddle my cock, riding me. You have been well stimulated with my tongue massage on your clitoris and asshole that it is not long before you achieve your second orgasm, pushing yourself fully down on my cock as I explode inside of you.You smile at me, gently brushing aside my hair from my face.Such a good girl.

After a brief rest on my cock you rise and take me by the hand. I dont know where we are going.You take me to the bathroom. As you sit on the toilet, you again take my head and move me close to your pussy, smiling at me, looking into my eyes.As you pee, you want my face close to your pussy.As your golden stream flows you pet my hair."isnt that beautiful?"I am a bit nervous, I dont know what you are going to have me do.But after you finish urinating, I feel relieved.

But then you keep your grasp on my head and edge forward on the toilet."Go ahead sweetheart, clean your mama."With a look of anxiety in my eyes, you reassure me with a smile and move my face closer to your pussy.I see the tiny golden droplets on your beautify pussy lips and comply with your wishes.I so want to please you. I lick your lips, up and down being ever so careful to clean you nice.I want to go back to your clitoris, but as my tongue starts to caress your pearl you smile and push me back. You just sit, looking into my eyes, smiling. After a minute, you say softly "Baby?"I look at you. "your not done yet."I am not sure what you mean when you point my head back to your pussy.There is no golden droplets to be found. But near the bottom where your pussy opens, there is the smallest hint of white sticky cum...my cum. I look at you, almost horrified.You cant mean?Not that? After a few seconds you smile and say "I know this may be tough for you, but it will make me so happy"..."Here," you say, "let me make this a little easier for you"

I am a bit relieved thinking you may let me off the hook.You lay me back again.Then, unexpectedly, you mount my face. I am horrified. Our eyes meet.Mine in a panic.Yours, so calm, reassured, smiling. "there, there"...."its ok, just relax...just taste me, darling".I feel the cum, a small string going into my mouth..then you bear down and a huge dollop of cum, my cum drops into my mouth.I struggle trying to move my mouth from side to side, but you hold me fast.

"come on girl, stay with me", holding me by the sides of my head, my muffled cries bearly audible being smothered by your pussy in my mouth.As I start to relax and accept my fate, you caress my hair, smiling.

"such a good girl, thats a good darling"

"I want you to think about your cum, all nice and warm from being in the inner most part of my pussy, mixing with my juice..doesnt that make it better?Now drink, my darling, drink like the beautiful little slut that you are"

And I do, I, once again succumb to your voice, your pussy. and I drink. And continue to lap you and you allow me to give you another orgams, this time literally riding my face, brushing your pussy up and down my face, soaking me in your juice, and grind down hard as you cum. You lift me and towel my face.

"You are such a good girl""are you ready for your orgasm?"You take me by the hand and lead me to the bed room.You have positioned the chair directly infront of the mirror, on the seat of the chair you have a towel and have placed a smooth, not too big nor wide, dildo.

Time for me to cross my next barrier. "Now" you begin, "here's how its going to work.I want you looking straight into the mirror, I want you watching yourself hump that dildo, like the little whore you are.I know that you have a virgin asshole and it will be hard, but I am going to make it easier for you.My soft hands will be wrapped around your cock.BUT, you only get stroked if you hump the dildo.When you go down on your dildo cock, you will feel my hands going up your sweet cock.When you come up off that dildo cock, you will feel my hands stroking you down on your cock.You see, my hands, although they will be wrapped lovingly around your cock WILL NOT MOVE, you will only feel the stroking if you fuck my hands, as you ride the dildo cock.You position yourself beside me so I can fully visualize myself in the mirror, for my first ride, you moisten your palms and tighten your grip as you position me over the lubricated dildo cock.

"Now, my sweet little slut.....ride!"

It is hard for me, I really dont want anything to violate me, but the sensation of your hands is to much and I start my rhythm.Shallow dips at first, craving the feel of your hands, I so want to fuck you hands."oohh, i start to cry...please, stroke me,,it feels so good" I say.

"Good girl, thats the way, ride the cock!""Look!, look, sweet darling, look how good you can ride a cock" pointing my face toward the mirror.

"lets see if we can take it a little deeper" you urge me on.I follow your command and start taking slow deep thrust loving your hands, and being deeply probed by your dildo cock...I begin to enter my orgasm..."oooh"...I cry..

"come on.....come on, litte girl...come for me.Ride it, ride that cock!" "OOOOhhhh!!" i cry.

"thats it, good girl, cum for me, cum for your mama!!"

"AAAHHH", i fall back on to the bed orgasming...for you...you lovingingly stay right with me, taking one hand to finish me off, stroking my firmly the full length of my cock, and with the other hand fucking my asshole with the dildo.

I am laying back on the bed, legs spread, like a good little slut whore, creaming all over myself, while being fuck by your dildo cock.

#2 - Cuckold Husband Forced to be a Cum Slut

You have pre-arranged with your boyfriend a new and different sexual session.You have promised him great and different sex, but he MUST be completely blindfolded and have earplugs in the entire session, this is your only requirement, he agrees.

Unknowingly to him, you have also invited me.

As I enter the room he is laying naked on the bed, blindfolded and deaf to the world.You warm me up, by having me ready you for your boyfriend. You place me between your legs, and have me lick and suck your clitoris to a thundering orgasm and you are completely wet and ready for your boyfriends cock.

"Good girl, now...lets begin with you on how to treat a cock".You bring me to your boy friend and tell me to grasp his cock in my hand. You show me his cock, commenting on the specifics of his cock, your favorite things to note, sensitive areas.As I am holding his cock, you start to lick it.You dont let me lick or suck it, you want me to want it, but not to have it.He becomes hard and you teach me how to masterbate a cock.First walking me through the motions, then letting me handle the cock solo."thats a good girl, jack that cock"

You give me a smile. "you are my perfect slut.see how easily you learn, I bet you could jack that cock to cream right now....but I still need a good fucking."Surprisingly, I am a bit disappointed you do not have me put my mouth on his cock, and that disturbs me. You have me hold his cock upright as you mount him.You instruct me to keep my face very close to your pussy.You want me to be right there, smelling everything, feeling everything, hearing everything. You want me to be apart of your sexual intercourse.

You start to ride him.Mmmmmm.It feels good to you.You love his cock, it fills you up.You love having a little protege, face in your pussy, eager to learn, to please you in every way. You stop your tempo and grab the back of my hair.He is still inside of you, but you bring my face to your pussy, telling me to suck on your clitoris.As I do, his pulsating cock is inches from my mouth.You relish the sensation of him inside you and me stimulating your clitoris. Oohh it feels so good, you slowly start your rhythm again keeping my mouth on your clitoris. Mmmmm. After a few minutes you stop, get off him and have me hold his glistening cock.

"You are so very familiar with my pussy juice, I believe the best way for you to accomadate to sucking cock is to lick my pussy from his cock." You grab my hair, pulling my face to his cock. "Clean it!"

I am hesitant, but you are strong in your desire and i want to please you.I begin by lick..near the base.

Thankfully, its your taste, your pussy......I lick somemore. "good girl....lick that cock!"

You love to watch me, transforming me into your slut, your whore, your perfect object of pleasure. "now the head" you instruct. This is hard for me. "Come on sweetheart, suck it for your mommy....suck that cock" you urge me on, pulling to his head.

I open my mouth and take him in.

"oohh, thats my girl....such a good girl, now suck him, suck him good" You are petting my head, running my fingers through my hair as I suck, always encouraging me on.

You feel your boyfriend getting close and you stop me. The whole time your boyfriend is oblivious to me, he thinks it is you that is giving him his pleasure.

You lay back and he mounts you and fucks you hard until he cums. Then he turns aside and falls asleep.

You have yet to have your orgasm and bid me to your pussy. "I am all yours now, finish me."

I devour your pussy, hungry for you.

As I am sucking on your clitoris, gently pulling its head, then sucking it in and out of my lips you begin your orgasm. As you peak, you flip me over, mounting me."AAAHHH" you cry as you grind your pussy hard into my mouth.

It start to slip out, your boyfriend cum begins to drop into my mouth, I can tell by the texture and taste.This is what you want, it really excites you.

"Swallow him, drink the cum you whore.I cannot escape.I am beneath you, wanting to be with you throughout your entire orgasm, wanting your orgasm to be of the highest intensity and duration.I know me taking your boyfriends cum will enhance your orgasm and I swallow as you pussy becomes almost part of my face. You turn aside as you are recovering from your orgasm, proud of me.Taking a towel and cleaning my face, telling me how good i am, smiling at me.

"Now, my sweet, it is time to drink from the source" You bring me to your boyfriend and with great detail instruct me on the art of cock sucking.The whole time your face is right next to mine, smiling, watching me, encouraging me, petting me on my head. When your boyfriend nears his orgasm, you hold my head, knowing I may recoil and try to avoid the squirt, you hold me in place. "here it come....be a good girl...take it all"He starts to spurt..."ok, its ok...thats a girl...just take him deep, very deep...thats it...just let it ooze down the back of your throat..."

After I finish, you smile, kiss me on the lips, so proud of me...your little slut whore.

"Ready for your orgasm, my little one?"

You have me lay back, flipping my legs over my head.My cock is dangling just in front of my face.You have had me stretching..soon I will be able to take it in my mouth...for now..you masterbate me within inches of my face.

"good girl...now I want you to take it all...suck that cum down, for your mama"

As I near my orgasm, you order "open up"..I open my mouth... here i am so humiliated, laying upside down, being stroked into my own mouth, taking my own cum...i so belong to you. You have warned if I close my mouth you will stop your stroking and I may miss my orgasm, so I open wide.

When I am at the verge of my orgasm, you slow your stroke, deftly position the tip of my cock over my mouth and jack me directly into my mouth.

Feminization is an instrument that You use to make me a better slave. Feminization is also a reminder of my status and a punishment for what i am. It's so honorable to wear a chastity-belt because ... Once You own me You can do what ever You like do: being Your Housemaid, or Your whore and earn money for You or being sold or rented to other people for different services. I know that i haven' t any wishes but my ultimate fantasy or goal is to be Your 24/7 housemaid, to work in a hotel as a chamber-maid and in the evening be Your Maid and slut and go on the streets to earn more money for You. No more property for me, no more money for me, only serving a devine, demanding and elegant Lady-Mistress Alexa. Please let me give You, Mistress everything that i have ( my dignity, money, soul, body...) And if You tired of me, drop me

Maybe in the future ....i will give up my malehood and have real pussy and breast for You, My Mistress. So that i can be hooker for You and real maid for Your Services. Pleasing You is for me the highest pleasure that i can get and nothing else matters anymore. Because once a slave always a slave towards You, Mistress Alexa

My gratitude is already beyond the imaginable towards You, Mistress, because Your education and training is already helping me a lot to achieve my only goal in life, real slavery towards You, Mistress

Mistress Alexa

You might remember I talked to you on the phone the other day and you asked me to email you and explain what I am looking for. All I can do is tell you the truth as best as I am able and see where it leads. I don't think it would be accurate to say I feel like a girl trapped in a man's body, but all my life I've wished that I were a girl. I think about being a woman almost 24/7. I tend to have a lot feminine personality characteristics and this isn't just my imagination or wishful thinking.

I've taken the MMPI a couple of times and the psychologists weren't sure what to do with me because I scored so high on the femininity scale. Long story short the psychologists that I've been to are worthless when it comes to gender identity issues. They don't seem to get it. I LOVE being feminine and want to be more feminine, even if it means reaching a point where a dress and live full time as a woman.....I'm so tired of struggling with this.

Want I want more than anything is a woman to take "control" of me teach me how to think, feel, behave, speak, walk, talk and even have sex like a woman. And, to punish me when I don't. I once read an interview online someone had, had with a Domm and she made the comment, "for some of my sissy slaves their masculinity becomes all buy erased." That, in a nutshell says it all.

When it was safe to do so, I use go cruising, looking for guys who wanted a blow job and more than once I have been told, "you do that better than a girl." That was more of a turn on than sucking him off. I went to a MaryKay beauty consultant once and she told me after the make over "you do that better than a girl" It made my day!!!

I hope I haven't' told you more than you wanted to hear and hope you do get back with me. Like I said on the phone money is something I just don't have a lot of. And, as you well realize girly things (clothes, skin care, makeup, panties and pantyhose, mags, ect) cost a lot in and of themselves. I can tell from you! r website and talking to you that this something you are very adept at . I pray we can work something out.
Bye, bye,

photoslave

Dear xxxxx,

You have asked me what we have planned for you over the next year. Normally we would like these things to be a surprise. Some of them can be a little scary to the uninitiated, but as you have expressed such a strong desire to realize your dreams I think we can make an exception in your case. As you may or may not know, we possess techniques that are virtually unimaginable by the outside world. As someone once said, science taken to its highest level is indistinguishable from magic. We have reached that level and can do almost anything we want to both mind and body. In six months it will be impossible for anyone to tell that you were once a man. We will narrow your waistline and enlarge your hips. We will soften and feminize your face. And of course we will give you large, impossible to ignore breasts€just as we discussed at our last interview. Finally, and most importantly, we will replace your hated male genitalia with a vagina and clitoris.

But the physical changes are in many ways the easiest part of our work. It would be of little to benefit to you or our customers if you simply remained a man in a woman‚s body. I am not saying that you aren‚t transexual€all the tests we‚ve given you over the past weeks indicate that you are€but your mind has been damaged by years and years of having to behave like a man. Women benefit from the long apprenticeship of childhood, learning their femininity from their mothers and the other females in their lives. We must use faster and less gentle methods, and since we intend to profit from the completeness of your transformation, we must be sure to add to your femininity the submissive and dutiful qualities so admired in a maidservant. I can‚t begin to tell you how difficult this can be or how many candidates were lost until we perfected the process. No, I can assure you that within a year you will be totally locked within the servile and ultra-feminine persona we have created for you.

Your new name will be Christine. Let me tell you a little about her€a little about the „you‰ who is to be. Eventually Christine will be employed by one of our wealthy female clients. I can‚t tell you just exactly who she will be, but suffice it to say that in your eyes she will be the most beautiful woman you have ever known. You will dedicate every waking moment to ensuring that she is happy, healthy and content. You will have no sexual feeling for her, of course, or for any woman for that matter; this would only compromise your role as a servant. You will admire her, though. In your heart of hearts, you will wish that you could be her. Everything that she touches€her clothes, her undergarments, her makeup, her shoes, and her jewelry, even the furniture she sits upon€will be dearer to you than your own life. You will be nothing. She will be God, the Universe, all that is good and beautiful and worthy of being loved. Your existence would have no meaning if it were not for Her. If she is in the least displeased with your behavior it will be as if someone were twisting a knife inside your chest. You will have no peace of mind until she restores you to her good graces. Even the slightest frown or look of disappointment can drive you to tears of despair for not having perfectly served her.

You will work very, very hard Christine. Your days will be filled with cleaning, washing, vacuuming, cooking, ironing, sweeping, laying out clothes, picking up clothes, putting away clothes, dusting, emptying trash, doing dishes, mopping, brushing your mistress‚s hair, serving meals, serving coffee, making snacks, scouring toilets, making beds, day after day after day, seven days a week, three hundred and sixty five days a year. What little time you have for yourself will be spent looking at the pictures in women‚s magazines or fussing with your appearance. You will keep yourself lean and trim. Your undergarments and uniforms will always be immaculate. Your makeup will always be fresh and perfectly applied. And sometimes, Christine, when it is late at night and you are not too exhausted from your long day of service, you will pleasure yourself in a manner consistent with the abjectly feminine consciousness we have created for you. You will find yourself fantasizing exclusively about men: strong and powerful men who are as strong as you are weak, who are as hard and forceful as you are soft and submissive, men alone or men in groups who see you only as a sexual object, men who want to possess your body in every conceivable way again and again and again. As time passes you will naturally want to make your fantasies real. Perhaps your mistress will give you a night off now and then. Perhaps she will have given you some of her precious, castaway clothing. Perhaps you will put on a tight dress and high heels and spend an evening looking for male companionship at a local bar. All will be possible once you are a woman.

I know that you have lived a cultured life and are well educated. You have read many books and perhaps speak several languages. You are accustomed to thinking deeply about things, to making decisions based on reason and analysis and your great storehouse of knowledge. All of this will change. When we are done with you you will barely have the intellectual capacity of a six year old. Big words will be lost on you. Out of necessity your mistress will have to talk to you like a child. You will be smart enough to follow instructions and do your weekly chores, but no more than that. You will be able to read simple printed messages, but the morning newspaper will be as meaningless to you as if it were written in Egyptian hieroglyphics.

I know this is very hard for you to imagine, and it might be more than a little frightening as well, but I assure you that we do this for very good reasons. You will simply be much happier if you don‚t have to think very much. How many college graduates are content to be maids? Being a maid will be the most important and treasured thing in your life, next to your mistress‚s happiness, and we don‚t want to complicate it with unnecessary thinking. And you shouldn‚t be afraid. The process is gradual, somewhat in synchronization with the changes in your body.

As your breasts become bigger and bigger thanks to the massive injections of hormones, your mind will become smaller and smaller thanks to the other medication and treatments we will give you. Memories and experience will vanish like ghosts in the dark. In their place will appear simple concepts and feelings similar to those of a very young girl. Have you ever noticed how much darlings worship their mothers? How they want to look and act like them? How they follow them around the house trying to be helpful? How they want to look pretty and be loved? Those are the feelings that you will soon have, first towards one of our trainers and then towards the woman whom you will serve and adore for the rest of your life.

So there it is Christine. I would ask you if you still wanted to go through with it, but we both know that it is too late for second thoughts. You have been unhappy as a man, but now we are here for you to make things better. I look forward to seeing you next week. Please be sure to have your affairs in order, as you will never be returning to your present home or to your present life.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Sissy Maid Training Service

P.S. I‚m attaching a picture of one of the girls we trained last year. Just think€soon you will be just like her!

Dear Mistress Alexa,

Last night was fantastic.

After we talked, I fell asleep and had a dream. In my dream I heard your voice. You said, "If you are going to be a sissy maid, it is not right for women to clean up after you."

Then it was the next day and the maid came to clean. I had already made the bed, and I asked her to show me the rest of the cleaning. She took me to the bathroom and sat on the toilet while directing me in my cleaning. Then she had me vacuum the floors.
"I think that you need more practice.", she said and picked up the phone.

She spoke to someone in a language that I didn't know. 10 minutes later another woman came to the room with a suitcase. She took me by the hand to the bedroom. She opened the suitcase and the first thing that came out was a corset. She put it on me, then tightened the laces till I could hardly breathe. Stockings with garters and 6 inch heels were put on me. A french maid outfit was next. Finally a wig with a little maids cap already in it. "Now come along."

I was taken to every room and made to clean it to their satisfaction.

"Tommorrow I want you to be dressed and waiting ay 8:00"

Needless to say I woke up horney. I thought about the dream as I made the bed. I called in sick to work. I had just finished my shower and was stanting in my pink bra and lycra pants getting ready to brush my teeth when I heard the door open. I quickly put on my robe and went to see her. The maid was there. Unfortunately her english is not good, so mt attempts to strike a conversation quickly stalled. I did manage to ask her if the bed was O.K. She helped me to correct it a little, then left. Good Morning!

Sincerely,

The Insurance Salesman

I have been thinking.(What a shock) On my trip to the bookstore today, I had better tie my cock up first. Otherwise the temptation to get sucked off while I'm there might be too strong. Also, you mentioned the CB2000. Do you really want me to get one? I just have to figure out where to get it delivered if so. Did you want me to give you a quick call from the bookstore?

When you were talking to that other guy, he asked if you ever see people in person. You said rarely. I have been thinking about some things you said about people not beiang the same in person as on the phone. Not trying to put words in your mouth, but how would you feel about meeting some day.

A Short Fantasy

I enter the department store and go to the lingere department. A woman is working there who is in her 50's, attractive in a world weary sort of way. I approach and say, "I need help buying a bra." "What size do you need?", bored.

"I'm not sure. I've never bought one before. It needs to fit these." I blurt out, pulling a pair of falce breasts out of a bag.

The look of boredom is gone. Shocked? a little. Ammused? yes that too. "I see, who's it for?" a little smile starts at the corners of her mouth. I look at the floor. "Me. My mistress says that I need one."

"Well, let's measure you." she says getting out a tape measure. I am so relieved that she didn't scream or call the cops or something that I am not embarrassed to be standing there while she measures my chest. "OK, now hold your breasts up to your chest." I just look at her for a moment. "I can't get the size right without measuring." I slowly put the breasts up to my chest. She wraps the tape around my bust and writes something down on a piece of paper. I hear a snicker and turn my head to see someone ducking back down an aisle. The only thing larger than my embarressment is the erection in my pants.

Yours always,
Oggy, D.

I know that you said nothing would happen if I stayed in my room, but I tried.

When the maid (fairly attractive and spoke english) came in I had my cock tied like yesterday. I was wearing my regular clothes, no lycra as it was still hanging on the shower rod drying. Had quite a mess there when the bannanna split open at the end. I talked to her a bit, appologised for the remaining hair around the sink.(I cleaned most of it up) Was just ready to ask her out to dinner when 2 other maids came in and I chickened out in front of the audience. I went down the hall with my ice bucket a little while later to see if I could catch her alone, but they were all working together.

My other opportunity would come at 3-4 pm. They do a room check to see which rooms are still occupied. When I am here, they just knock, open the door, say room check, and leave, but they may do more if no one is there.

So, about 2:30, the lycra was dry and I put it on. Then I padlocked handcuffs to the back of my collar. Put the key to the cuffs on a low shelf in the bedroom. Put on my leg cuffs, and nipple clamps and ran a chain between them short enough that I had to bend over pretty far. Even so the weight of that chain on my nipples was intense. Naturally when I walked they swayed a lot. I wouldn't be moving very fast like this. Strapped on my big leather gag and snapped my handcuffs on behind my head.

This room has a space 2 1/2 feet behind the door, so if she didn't let the door close, she wouldn't see me. That is if I could get there fast enough. I thought I heard someone knocking on a door down the hall.

Waited there on my knees an hour and a half. For some reason they skipped my room today! When I finally got those nipple clamps off, I was glad that I had saved the gag for last. WOW!

that's my day so far. Oh yeah, a few more paragraphs of the story.

Missing you, Oggy

Your depictions were delicious again.I did get carried off by your story.It really would be nice to have actually been in a hotel, or resort, while hearing about it.

For one thing, I wouldn't need to get all cleaned up and put everything away for a while, at least.Having fewer distractions might also help.

You told me to forward suggestions and such.I have a little something to mention.In the area of the fantasies where the subject's conditioning is beginning and he is being introduced to the taste of semen, I think it would add to my pleasure if you were to somehow suggest that I actually taste mine, as well.Although I have tasted it in thepast (and incidentally, a little bit while you were talking with metoday), I find it difficult to do this.

One problem, is that of course, to taste my semen, I must come.If I have a full orgasm, I find that I suddenly lose interest in the idea of having the stuff in my mouth.If I have a partial orgasm, however, I do maintain the interest but the achievement of the partial orgasm is a bit of a balancing act.There have been times I was able to keep control and experienced a few of these small releases which are easily scooped with a finger or two.In those cases, the final orgasm had been very intense and, along with having lost the desire to drink it, I would have trouble scooping it, it being somewhat scattered.

The subjects in these feminisation fantasies, of course, gain other sources but initially they have only their own.How they acquire their taste for the taste does vary widely and I've found it interesting. Here is a situation, not completely fictional:

A young couple, not yet sexually active, have been engaging in "heavy petting.While she drives his pick-up truck, the boy lays in the lap of his girlfriend and while he suckles at her breasts, she fondles and masturbates him.To lubricate her hand, she requests that he lick her palm, depositing saliva which works to reduce friction.She would do this repeatedly, which would be necessary as the saliva would dry, and at some point the boy would be getting a taste of his pre-come excretion as he licked her hand and fingers.She might even return her hand to his mouth "accidentally" after he has ejaculated all over it.At other times she might rub some of the juices on her breasts such that he would be getting the taste of a cock from a nipple he had been enjoying sucking on while being stimulated.If her manipulations became routine, he may not only get used to tasting his dick, it would possibly arouse him - it may have been habit forming!

Vickie made a little joke once about the term "dick licker" (I don't know if she ever used this in a story);the stuff he licked was "dick liquor" and he was getting drunk!

Northerner

Dear Mistress Alexa

Dear Goddess Nicki, Kissing your boots!

Just want to thank you for the phone conversation we had....It really straightened me out on some things.....the mastubation denial is working......so far my "clitty" has been erect numerous times and I did exactly what you told me to do.....also I suck often on my big dildo and i recite the "I'm a little cocksucking girl" over and over with it in my mouth....i'm beginning to believe that i really am just that. The anal exercises went good too.

However, my "clitty" is constantly oozing precum and my panties are always moist and this makes me feel guilty of getting too much pleasure out of these exercises. Thank you again...I will call you again in a few days.

I still have very strong fantasies about being forced by my mistress to attend a truckstop and to suck off a trucker....I've never been with a man before.

Your sissy slave, Chrissy Rose