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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This could be real - if only I could find a woman like that.
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Couldn't believe it, there she was, sitting in the coffee bar we agreed to meet.
She wasn't looking particularly different from other women but I must admit she was rather hot and sexy.
I can't remember how old was she, maybe around my age but looked younger but didn't really care.
I said "hi" and she responded the same, I sat down and immediately I noticed what I missed before, her eyes.
They way she looked at me, I felt small, very small, smaller than I ever thought I could, forced me to drop my eyes down.
We were sitting opposite each other, without a word, for a minute or two but it felt at least like ten.
She finished her drink and said I don't entirely look as she expected but agreed to check it out a bit more.
So we went to my place, I started undressing while she picked some clothes from my wardrobe and finally asked me to put them on.
I did as asked, it was rather typical outfit, black stockings, panties, heels and my maid outfit.
When I finsihed she pointed me to turn around and I did.
Finally she said she agrees to plan we discussed before the meeting, our marriage.
Rules were simple, I was to quit my job, move to live with her, become married couple and start my transition towards her sissy husband.
She was successful independent woman, high executive position or something, could support me and help me with my new life.
Gave me 3 months to live with her and until then I was still able to change my mind.
There I was, next day I handed my notice as it was 3 months long and the same week I moved in with her.
The very same night I moved, she put metal chastity cage on my small penis taking keys with her.
Little I knew that it was the last time I was able to touch my cock without metal bars around it or to cum masturbating, or to be with a woman.
It was about to be new history for me, the beginning of an end, or beginning of my new life.
The first three months were not going as easy as I imagined, either at work, or at home always dressed doing house cleaning or laundry.
She ensured I was wearing a butt plug to bed and slept in a separate room, obviously.
Everyday I was supposed to get up before her, get myself dressed and make her breakfast,
only then she was taking the plug out and only then I was allowed to get male-dress to go to work.
First few weeks were really tough, my ass was sore all the time and couldn't sleep with plug filling my ass.
My balls were red or purple from chastity and skin on my whole body irritated as she set me up for electrolysis to get rid of all body and facial hair.
The pain from the plug quickly turned into pleasure as it was the only way I could feel with with chastity in place,
especially with first three months without any cumming, I was leaking there every time I had a plug in me but not allowed to cum.
Everyday I was talking pills prepared by her, assumed those were hormones but didn't ask,
was barely allowed to eat as had to loose some weight, had specific diet that she set, it was hardly providing any nutritions,
by the end of three months I was rather weak, on the bright side, my hair started growing nicely.
After three months passed, she didn't even ask if I want to change my mind, she knew I could not refuse any more, she knew she had control over me.
We married just like that, one day, registered, married, together, done. But my true life was just about to begin. |
