First meeting

Dressed in the PVC catsuit that MASTER liked, with my prettiest frilly satin lingerie and seamed black stockings underneath, perched on 6 inch shiny stilletoes, i applied a coating of lip gloss to my lips checking my make up and hair in the mirror, MASTER likes it down around my shoulders, easy for grabbing a handful when fucking me, i sprayed some perfume on my cleavedge and on my hair, and smilled happily.






The phone ringing brought me back to reality,my heart was beating as i answered

"Sissy slut?" came his strong commanding voice.

"Yes MASTER SIR" i replied in my best sissy voice, trying to hide my trembling. 

"Are you trembling sissy?"

"Yes MASTER SIR"

"Nothing to be afraid of, as long as you do as you are told, submit and please me" 

"Yes MASTER SIR" 

"Good sissy fairy, now i'll be there in ten minutes, have you dressed as i ordered?"  he asked.

"yes MASTER SIR" 

"Good girl"

The phone went dead, and i waited the longest ten minutes of my life, trembling with excitement, with butterflies in my stomach, i checked my make up and hair again, then posed before the full length mirrored wardrobes in my bedroom, checking myself from all angles, would he like me? would i please him? would he turn around and leave as soon as he saw me? My nerves were getting the better of me should i phone to say that i don't think i would be any good for such a handsome MASTER?

The door bell chimed, he's HERE!!!

I opened the door, and there stood a tall muscular stud of a man, i stood open mouthed, before i remembered to curtsy...

"Sissy Slut Candice?" he enquired in his rich voice,

"y....y...yes MASTER SIR,do come in" i curtsied again,

"Charming" he laughed as i led him to the lounge.

He ran a hand over my shiny pvc covered ass as i stood to attention, his other hand wandered over my cleavedge, of my 36b tits,my mind raced with the excitement of being touched up and groped by such an assertive, handsome,  young MAN, my wonderful MASTER made my head swim, his big strong arms bulging, i could not think straight.

"w....w...would MASTER like some wine?" i blurted out

"Yes"

I went and got the wine,back in the lounge MASTER had made himself comfortable by stripping naked, i curtsied and served the wine with trembling hands, noticing his muscled hairy body, and his beautiful hard cock, he sipped his wine.

"May i please have permission to worship your cock and balls, MASTER SIR?"

"Permission granted, you little fairy..."

I knelt down between his legs and began licking and kissing his balls, covering them in lipstick kisses, looking up respectfully in to MASTER'S eyes as i did so, he let out a little sigh of pleasure and smilled down at me as i carried out my duty, his manly musky aroma filling my nostrills and exciting me. He placed his legs on my shoulders and lifted up slightly and presented me with his ass.

"May i please have permission to lick your ass MASTER SIR?"

"Permission granted slut" he pronounced.

I set about licking his ass, getting my tongue in his hole and wiggling as I slurped his hole,to his gasps of pleasure. After about ten minutes of ass licking,he grabbed a handful of my hair tightly, and guided me to his cock, which he forced in to my mouth and down my throat, I gasped for air as he held me tightly nose buried in his pubes, he released me, as I spluttered and with watering eyes he plunged his cock in again and started to mouth fuck me,pushing his cock in and out of my mouth,with a steady rhythm. He smiled down at me as i looked up respectfully in to his eyes.

"Get my cock in your mouth, sissy bitch!!!" he commanded.

"yeshhhh MASHHTER SHIR" i replied with a mouthfull of his cock, he was getting faster now fucking my mouth, in, out, in,out.

I felt the first spurt of his cum in my mouth,as he withdrew and spurted over my face and tits, cum dripping off my nose and chin and slidding between my tits, i had achieved my duty and he had cum. I licked all the rest of his cum from his cock and cleaned him up with my tongue.

"Place yourself over the back of that chair sissy!!" he ordered.

"Yes MASTER SIR"

I felt him unzip my catsuit at the back, and he went to his briefcase and pulled out a leather strap.

"You made me cum far too quickly, and for that i'm going to give you a thrashing" 

"Yes MASTER SIR, thank you MASTER SIR" 

"Then I am going to fuck you hard and deep..." 

"Yes MASTER SIR,thank you MASTER SIR"

Master Marcus

I have been on TV chix for several years, looking to meet a REAL MAN / MASTER / OWNER with various degrees of success, mainly as I mentioned before getting correspondence from MEN posing as MASTERS, who are really switches, TV's or CD's. I hope they read this to find out what a REAL MAN/MASTER really is.

I could tell the time wasters easily, they usually started out by calling me Candice/love/darling/or sexy girl, something a MASTER would never do, then asking me what clothes i'm wearing, or the absolutely classic chix/birchplace line which I am sure every girl has heard...

"Can i meet you tonight?"

or to be more precise,

"wna fk, cn i meet u 2nite?" 

Of the ones i have met, I can usually tell within minutes of them arriving that they are not ready to take charge, especially when they ask ME what i like.

Among the numerous messages i get on TV chix, one stood out, it stated that he likes to see mincing sissy's, dancing around, being a queen around him and that he was dominant, i was taken with this, the description of a sissy mincing was spot on. I supplied my e mail address, and respectfully requested that he contact me, to discuss my suitability as his sissy.

I was surprised and honoured to recieve his email the next day telling me about himself, he is 32 years old, a big strong REAL MAN, who likes mincing sissies, like me, enjoys tying and gagging his sissy and spanking.

I respectfuly replied and told him i was a well trained mincing sissy, who is respectful, obedient and eager to please as a sex slave.

He sent his photo, and i must say that my knees were trembling when i saw the handsome, tall, muscular REAL MAN, who also looked the ideal MASTER for me. We exchanged emails and i learned that he would NEVER consider dressing up, for he is a REAL MAN,WONDERFULL!!!!!! and he would expect to have his cock sucked and to spank me, WONDERFULL!!!!!!!

I respectfully broached the subject of whether i would be ass fucked, and back came the reply that turned my sissy knees to jelly...

"I most certainly will be fucking you, and you are going to love it, and thank me for it is that clear?". oh my, sooo dominant.

Then doubts began creeping in,why would such a handsome MASTER choose me, when he can have any sissy he wants? Why would he want a sissy ten years older than him? I felt deflated, I broached the subject of my doubts, and his reply reassured me, he liked older sissies for their experience, and he thought I was an attractive sissy, who would serve him well, I was walking on air...!!!

Previous encounters

As a sissy, I have had only three long term MASTERS, since my teens, which was when I discovered that although I had been born a boy, I was a sissy,destined to serve and please REAL MEN/MASTERS, as their sex slave, providing all the sexual pleasure that they demand, my reward was their pleasure and satisfaction, a pat on my bottom or kiss as they left, and the hope that a phone call would be received, to tell me to be ready to be used and abused again.

I have had numerous short periods,serving MASTERS, and some aborted attempts at servitude. The three long term MASTERS had to finish for various reasons, job moving, wife finding material on computer, or ill health, some of the short term ones did not work out, mainly because they were actually cross dressers, switches, and NOT REAL MEN who would never dream of putting on women's clothing.

To understand a sissy and MASTER relationship, you first have to understand what they are, i can only view this from a sissies view point,so i apologize in advance if you view this as disrespectful.

A REAL MAN

This is a MAN of any age (18-100), any looks,and any size, who wants to have a mincing sissy as his sex slave. He may be married,or in a relationship and the marriage/relationship has gone stale, or the partner does not want sex as frequently as him, or want to dress up sexy for him, or even indulge in his fantasies, and kinks,the younger REAL MAN may just find having a sissy sex slave thrilling.

REAL MEN all have one thing in common, is that real women are too liberated and demanding for them, they hanker after a time when MEN ruled, big, proud, dominant MEN, as it should be.

As i view it, REAL MEN should be in charge, it is the natural order of things, but in these times all too often, MEN come second to real women, which can be frustrating for them, as they are dominant by nature, not by choice.


Sissys

Here i can talk with authority, being a sissy myself. A sissy is submissive by nature, and is a privileged member of the THIRD sex, who are there to provide sexual pleasure to REAL MEN, to dress in pretty lingerie, dresses, high heels, mini skirts, and anything that their MASTER demands to please him.

The most pleasing aspect of owning a sissy for a REAL MAN is of course the sissy's submissiveness, coupled with a desire to please their MASTER. 

A MASTER can use and abuse his sissy in any way he pleases,and at any time he pleases,confident in the knowledge that his sissy is just a phone call away, and will be ready, perfumed, painted, wearing his favorite lingerie, seamed black stockings, tight mini-dress or skirt, ready to serve, please,and satisfy all his sexual needs,without argument,opinions,or attitude.

Once a REAL MAN has established contact with his sissy,he may well find that the sissy needs some training, and minor adjustments to please him better, and to assert his authority over his sissy. There are many, ways a MASTER can train his sissy, all of them pleasing to the MASTER, some just to assert his dominance.

During a MASTERS ownership of a sissy the sissy can of course expect to be regularly fucked, mouthfucked, used and abused in many ways.

The sissy can also expect MASTER to introduce punishments,spanking, strapping, caning, sometimes for minor infringements of his rules and sometimes merely for his amusement, for instance crooked stocking seams, which are viewed as sloppy dressing and an insult to MASTER, worthy of a sound thrashing with a leather strap, for which a good sissy will curtsy and thank MASTER,after all MASTER has taken the time to point out sissies error and it is for her own good, so she should be grateful.

A MASTER may enjoy seeing his sissy bound and gagged,and taking photos.

So that is how i see REAL MEN/MASTERS and sissies....

Registration certificate

As of today's date and time :-

12th January 2012  at  18:21

I am now officially owned and registered by my wonderful Master Marcus, and here is an official copy of the registration certificate.

Slave Ownership and Registration Certificate for 290-339-894
http://www.slaveregister.com/290-339-894

The early days

It was early days for the internet, and I never really got involved with it anyway, so I found a contact magazine, and sent my photo off, to be advertised, I was assigned a number,so that replies could be put in a plain envelope with the number in pencil on the back. The magazine then addressed the envelope to me and rubbed out the number,in the event of lots of replies they would all be put in one large envelope and forwarded on.

Two weeks later, I received a letter, from a man who too liked dressing up, I sent a polite reply, that I was looking for an assertive MAN, and not another TV. At the end of the month,there was a large envelope, I was stunned that it was stuffed full of letters, 25 in all, I sifted through them, some from kindly older gentlemen, some requesting photos, some obvious fantasists. The large envelopes kept arriving, until I had over a hundred replies,i answered most of them,but one caught my eye.

"Middle aged assertive gent,experienced with trannies, very strict, loves trannies in stockings,heels and tarty make up,training to achieve your 'o' and 'A' levels."

He enclosed a photo and phone number, with instructions to ring him at 7pm on Friday. I rang him on Friday and talking in my best girly voice,which incidently has been called sexy by many REAL MEN since, I said...

"SIR i recieved your letter,thank you".
"you will adress me as MASTER" came the reply
"yes MASTER"
"I will be coming to visit you tommorow to begin your training as my slut,give me your adress"
I gave him my adress,something i since learned was foolish and dangerous,but luckily not in this case.
"Be dressed in seamed black stockings,lingerie,a tight dress, full tarty make up and perfume at 7pm"
"yes MASTER"

On the afternoon of the day, I painted my nails in a nice red sorbet colour and did my toe nails in the same colour, I stood naked in front of the full length mirror, my hair was now shoulder length, so I pushed it up on top, yes that's the style i'll wear. With a few clips and some pink slides I achieved quite a sexy french pleat effect, finished off with a pink flower to one side.

Time was getting on, i pulled my seamed black stockings up my legs carefully, and attached then to the six suspenders of my black and pink bowed basque, then my frilly silky black with pink lace edging panties and matching bra, i didn't have much of a bust in those days, since rectified happily.

I applied my make up thick and tarty as ordered, finishing off with a lip gloss to match my nails. A halter neck black velvet mini-dress, and six inch stilletoe strappy sandals to reveal my painted toenails completed my outfit, I viewed myself in the mirror, turned to check my seams were straight, perfect!

Half an hour to go, my heart was beating fast, butterflies filled my stomach, some wine to relax me, yes, ahh that's better, sipping my wine, ten minutes to go, my legs turned to jelly. One final check in the mirror, oh oh need some more lip gloss, that's better,seams straight, I could feel my suspenders delicately tugging at my stocking tops,and my panties were tenting with my excitement.

Keep calm,no panic!! keeeep calm,it will be all right,oh no!!!!!! the doorbell,this is it!!!! My heels clicked on the wooden floor as i went to answer,deep breath,open the door...

"Good evening MASTER,do come in"
He entered without a word
"This way,MASTER" i led him to the lounge,he sat on an armchair as i stood,he eyed me up and down.
"Right,to begin your training,firstly you must understand what and who you are"
"Yes MASTER" i replied nervously
"YOU.....are a SISSY SLUT"
I had never thought of myself as a SISSY,but a lightbulb went on in my head,yes OF COURSE.
"A sissy slut,inferior to a man in every way,you are here to be used and abused by me,understand?"
"yes MASTER"
"You have already made several basic errors,and shown very little respect to your betters,firstly i expect a respectfull curtsy as you open the door to your superiors,this is achieved,by holding the hem of your dress,delicately,between the finger and thumb of both hands,lifting your skirt,to reveal your panties,stocking tops and suspenders,one leg behind the other,bend your knees giving a deep curtsy,stand up still dispaying your panties.Now shall we go back to the door and do that again properly?"
"yes MASTER"
The doorbell rung,i opened.
"Good evening MASTER" i gave a deep respectfull curtsy,then stood with my skirt raised,displaying my frilly panties
"you may show me in now sissy slut"
Once again he sat on an armchair,and looked me over
"When i sit, you curtsy,when i stand you curtsy,when you serve me a drink you curtsy,after you have sucked my cock you curtsy and thank me,after i have fucked you you curtsy and thank me,do i make myself clear!"
"Yes MASTER"
I curtsied a deep respectful curtsy,then stood with my skirt raised
"good,nice petite figure,TURN,yes nice ass,come here"
I stood in front of him,he leaned forward,and fondled my legs,working his way up to my panties,round the back squeezing and fondling my ass.
"good i'll enjoy fucking you later,meanwhile to continue your training" he pulled me down on to his lap,and fondled my legs,he began kissing my neck,then my lips then he forced his tongue in ,my mouth and french kissed me,it felt wonderfull sitting on the knee of a big strong man being fonled and touched up and kissed
He stopped "i expect full obedience and compliance,you are here for my pleasure only,understand?"
"Yes MASTER"

Introduction

My name is Candice Jones, I am a mincing sissy aged 42 years old. I am a lifelong sissy, starting back when i was 8 years old.

I had always admired my older teenage sisters underwear,her stockings,panties,bras,and one day i went to her room and tried them on, the feelings that coursed through my body were wonderful, I was hooked,and through the next ten years i tried her clothes on many times. 

It's not fair to me that real girls, get to wear such nice pretty things,and men (not that i ever considered myself a man) have to wear such drab clothes. For her 23rd birthday her boyfriend bought her lots of sexy lingerie, I couldn't wait to try them on,and see myself in the mirror, I was in heaven, so soft, so silky, so feminine.



When I got my own place aged 22, I started to buy myself lingerie, and discovered basques, and make up, I became quite an expert with my make up, and also started painting my nails and toe nails.

Dressing fully now, I was even venturing out to the high street,where i was stunned one day to receive a wolf whistle from a guy who was working on a building site, I was walking or rather mincing on air in my high heels.

My sister married her boyfriend, and at the wedding I found that i was jealous of her on many levels, firstly her dress was divine, I HAD to wear that or something like it, secondly the attention she received from her now husband, a butch macho man, who put his arm round her shoulder in a kind of ownership gesture which induced girly giggles from her.

I knew from that day that my life had changed, I was not a mere transvestite, I was something else,but i did not know what...