Date: Fri, 3 Sep 2004 18:06:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: A New Life for Timothy Chapter 5  Transgender Authoritarian

DISCLAIMER: This story is Fictional. But is based on a great part of my
life as a submissive Sissy-boy. All names or places are of no living
person connected to my life. If you don't like male on male sexual
activities or under 18yr old. Please leave. But if choose to read on I
hope you enjoy it. It is of a young Sissy males transgression into
becoming a Slave boy with cross dressing to enforce his Sissy self. This
is my first effort at writing a story. But I do hope you'll read and
send any comments to

Matthew at femboynz@yahoo.com

A new life for Timothy.

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Chapter 5.

"I know it hasn't been a months trial as I promised. Well I've come to
a decision about you. But firstly I would like to know what you think and
what you want to do." My Lord said in a very cold voice.

I didn't have to think twice, as I knew what I wanted. So without
lifting my head, I just said "My Lord, I want nothing else but to be here
serving you as your slave. All the long I've been hoping, that is what
you had in mind for me. I want nothing else, Please! My Lord."

There was silence, as I remained standing, head still bowed as I waited.
Then My Lord just said, "That's good because I would like to use you to
as my slave. But firstly I want you to think very seriously about it from
now till tomorrow night."

Hearing him say those words just made me so happy, yet ever so scared.
Even tears came to my eyes as I fell to my knees trying to say, "OH,
Thank you My lord."

"What's the matter," he asked, noticing me trying to hold back sniffles.

"Nothing My Lord, I've just been so scared that you'll get rid of me
for being useless and to slow to learn. But I'm now so happy." I told
him.

"Oh! Being slow to learn is good, as it gives me something to work on."
With that, I was told to go kneel beside him. In no time I was kneeling
at his side, waiting.

Crabbing a fistful of my hair, my head was pulled back so as to be
looking My Lord straight in the eye. Noticing the tears running down my
cheeks, he took his handkerchief and wiped my eyes and cheeks dry. Before
proceeding.

"Now I want you to listen very carefully to what I'm about to tell you.
So you can think about it till tomorrow, understand?" he said.

"Yes I do My Lord."

"If you then still wish to live as my slave, you will sign a document
signing your WHOLE being over to me. That means I'll own you body and
soul. You will have no other choice, your signing will put you completely
under my ownership and that will be final. Everything you now possess
will be my property. You will own nothing from now on. You will do as you
are told when you are told. You will do nothing without asking my
permission. From now on you will have NO privacy, for instance, when in
bed at night your door will remain open. You will never go into a room
and close the door behind you. Is that understood?"

"Yes I understand My Lord." I quietly replied.

"I am your Lord and Master, it is better as a slave to call me
`Master', unless we are with other Masters. Then you address me as `My
Lord and Master'. Out in public you'll address me as `SIR'. Once you
sign the papers tomorrow night. That will be the last time you will use
the name you had when you came here. From now on you'll be known as.
slave, sissy, pansy, pig, pussy boy, whore, or anything else I want to
call you."

My Lord or should I say Master went on, but there was just so much for me
to take in at this time. My head was in a spin just taking in the fact
that I'm now a slave. That I didn't hear it all, but he said I'll have
time to read the documents before signing them. He made a point of saying
I won't be damaged or have any skin or bones broken. That he'll give me
love. I also have to think of a `Safe word' that I'm to use if my
punishment goes to far for me. But he said he doesn't think I'll need
to use it, it's just a safety valve for me. With that he then asked.

"Do you have any questions to ask about your new life?"

My mind went all blank, just trying to take in all what I've just been
told

The only things I could think of were. "Well many people know I'm now a
slave, well my cock still be controlled. As I'm going to be kept
feminized well I have hormone pills to grow breasts."

"The answer to the first is `Yes' in time quite a lot of my friends
will know. The second is also `Yes' you will learn very quickly that
your pleasure is satisfying your Masters sexual needs. Your penis will be
just an ornament, something to have looking pretty, with ribbons and
little petties hanging from. Sissies like to look pretty don't they. For
the last question, NO! You won't be having any sort of treatment, you
will remain just a PANSY BOY in sissy underwear, make up and dresses at
times. But you will be getting a pair of silicon pads to wear sometime
when you go out. I don't want you as a `girl' So Is all that
understood?"

In a subdued voice I answered "Yes Master."

Master noticed the tone of my voice. Telling me in future you'll answer
in a more positive manner. Or get a firm slap across the face.

He then said, "Did you want to go on hormones."

"Oh no Master, I was hoping you wouldn't do that,"

"Well why the sadness then?"

"It's about my penis, I was hoping that would be freed," I replied.

"When you are allowed sex you'll enjoy it. Keeping it restrained is
helping you control yourself. Remember the other night when I milked you,
didn't you really enjoyed that. Because you had been denied playing with
it for a few days. That will still be the case in the future. So until I
can really trust you, you'll have to learn control by being restrained,
OK!"

"Yes I understand, thank you Master, but can I ask you one more
question."

"Yes what is it."

"I know it's non of my business Master, but over the weekend was I fed
dog food. Because when I put rubbish out this morning I noticed cans in
the rubbish that had dog jelly meat on and cans that had, had baby food
in."

"As you say it non of your business, but what I feed you you'll eat or
go without. What you were fed you enjoyed as you wanted more, didn't
you."

"I don't remember Master, I'm sorry for what I said."

Master then just looked down at me in silence. I couldn't help but lean
forward to lie across his lap, wrapping my arms around his legs, as tears
again started to flow freely. Thanking him for what I'm to become and if
I'll be punished often. I knew my life was about to take a great change,
but was unaware of just how much of a change it was to be.

"Yes slaves do get punished regularly, it's how they learn. Aren't you
a little afraid of how you'll be abused or how you will be humiliated
and punished in front of others," Master asked.

"Yes it frighten me a little, but I know this is what I want and really
need. For a long time, even before I wrote to you. I often lay in bed
hoping I would find someone to control me, to punish me, to use and abuse
me. I need it Master." I said looking at him through tear fulled eyes.

"You will certainly get it Pansy-boy," Master said pulling my head up.

While Master locked up, I was sent to his bedroom, to kneel with head
bowed, hands on my head, facing the head of the bed and wait in the
darkness. With the little light there was, got even dimmer as each light
went off as Master approached. Till there was now complete darkness,
along with silence. I could feel Masters presence somewhere behind me. I
got that nervous feeling in the stomach as I waited. Guess it could of
been a good minute or so, then on went the light. The sudden brightness
was blinding, I wasn't given time to think of that. With the demand of,
"TURN AROUND YOU FILTHY BITCH!" sounding out from across the room. Slowly
Master walked towards me, until his feet were pressing against my head.
Again silence rained, I could feel the warmth of his body. But knew
better than to show my desire to touch or even look up at my Master at
this time.

In a firm but soothing voice, my Master told me.

"This is where my slave will begin, by showing its Master just how much
it Worships him."

Again being pulled by the hair, I was told to stand. I stood with head
bowed, as Master told me to fold back the bed covers, then I was to
completely undress him. Making sure I folded up everything I took off him
neatly. Even what was to go into the wash. In doing this I started
getting so aroused, seen as I hadn't undressed Master since I had to be
restrained at night. OK I still dress him. But taking his clothes off and
being able to smell that musky Odour after a day, is just something else.
A couple of times I went to put his shirt or undies up to my face. Just
for the smell or touch at my lips. A quick hard slap and a firm "Did I
say to do that!!" reminded me of what I am and what I had to do.

With Master now completely naked and sporting a semi-erection, he lay
comfortably on the bed. Before ordering me to undress, except for my bra,
penis petty and hair ribbon. I knew I would have to do this facing
Master, so I did slowly and tentatively, folding my clothes also as I
went. With the hope my full erection would start to deflate in the
process. As you would guess, it didn't. Standing there in my bra and
slowly removing the panties, Master shouted at me.

"Did I say anything about you having a stiff prick! Come over here!."

I went to him knowing what would happen, and Yes it was taken balls `n'
all and just squeezed. Coursing squeals to come from my feminine mouth
and Master to call me a dirty Slut! His help didn't take long to deflate
the offending object. I apologised for what I let happen, in the hope
tolerance would be shown if I was to be punished for that indiscretion I
had exhibited.

No notice was taken of what I said, Master just told me. "To show how
much you worship your Master, I want you to start at the soles of my
feet. Work your way up my whole body by kissing and licking every part.
I'll tell you where to put your tongue, and what to suck on as you go,
Now get to it!"

Without a word I got to work. I like his feet, you could say I'm a real
foot lover. And you'd be right. I had to lick between and suck each toe,
now satisfied it was kiss and lick my way up each leg. As I arrived at
his upper thighs I thought GREAT! look what's there before my eyes. But
I was told in no uncertain terms, that is out of bound. As I pasted it
by, I could smell that sexual odour coming from his hot ridged penis. I
lingered around his upper thighs and stomach just to savour that strong
sexual aroma. I had to keep kissing and licking up his beautiful torso,
as I was told to keep moving, till I got to his arms. He lifted an arm,
telling me to suck and lick them nice and clean. With my face buried
under his armpit, I could smell and taste the deodorant as well as his
body aroma. It got far to much for me. My cock was erect, but now like a
hot throbbing rod of steel, dribbling pre cum from its slit. I just had
to stop, to beg forgiveness for what is happening to me. I told Master,
"being so close to his beautiful adorable body in this way, is such an
honour for me. It's getting me so aroused that I just can't control
it."

His answer to that was, "I know that, but you will. Just carry on doing
what I told you to do. Now get to it!"

My mouth went back under the armpit. I was loving the smell, the taste I
could get used to. I've never tasted deodorant before, guess I will from
now on. My tongue started to get sore, while licking its way down to suck
the fingers of both hands. Then it was back sucking, licking under the
other armpit. Master lay his head right back so I could have good access
to his neck. Before I went to his face, Master told me I'm just like a
little puppy dog that loves to be licking its Master. Hearing that made
me feel a bit embarrassed. I guess that's what it looked like, yes I
felt like it also and was enjoying doing it.

Before I started on Masters face I was told I'm to lick all over it, no
part is to be left untouched. I will be directed where to put my mouth
and tongue. His head was turned to the side indicating I'm to start on
that ear. Firstly I kissed it all over, then used my tongue lick as far
inside as one could get. Satisfied he moved his head, tell me to go over
his mouth. It was wide open, I suddenly realized my tongue had to lick
inside. Licking all around in there felt so good for me. Going between
his inner lips and teeth, touching his tongue, plus the added pleasure of
tasting his warm saliva. Oh God! This was making me just so horny, my
cock was now throbbing like never before. Yet I knew better than to touch
it. Slowly I tried to manoeuvre myself, so it was touching Masters body.
With a sudden hard slap on my side, I was told to take that disgusting
thing away from his body. I moved away, telling Master I'm sorry for
letting my revolting thing touch his beautiful body.

"Now put that mouth of yours right over my nose, like you are sucking
everything out of it, use your tongue to lick in each nostril."

My mouth seemed to be there a good few minutes, I could also taste his
juices from his nose. After which I had to kiss over his eyes before
going to the other ear, to kiss and lick out. I just had to kiss all over
his head before he turned over. Telling me to now kiss my way down to his
rear cheeks.

Arriving there, I again kissed, licked, sucked, enjoying it immensely.
The parting of his legs gave me closer access. But only to be told to put
my mouth over his rosebud and suck and lick it clean. "I want to feel
that tongue right up inside, it needs cleaning out in there," I was told.
Even though my mouth and tongue were feeling very sore by now. I was keen
to prove to Master that I wanted to worship his whole ravishing body.

It didn't take long to get used to that foul taste and smell as I was
submerged in there. Using all the saliva I could muster, I got Masters
hole nice and moist. Plus the use of my hands I was able to invade his
anal passage with my tongue. I could feel and taste some of his turd as I
Played my tongue in there the best I could. By the moaning Master was
making I realized he was quite enjoying and getting off on my tongues
work. His arse started thrusting at my face, as he kept saying.

"Come on you filthy slut eat me out, you shit loving slave this is all
you're goods for, lick me nice and clean pig."

I could tell he was getting really turned on by all this. So was happy to
keep going, as all I wanted was to please my Master. While still jabbing
at his hole. All of a sudden Master told me to kneel up as he turned onto
his back facing me. Displaying a most beautiful rampant throbbing penis
before me. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, my mouth just watered in
the hope of going down on it. I knelt there looking at him with my mouth
covered in brown. All the make up now long gone. As Master watched I had
to lick around my mouth till it was all cleaned off. I'm sure he just
enjoyed watching me feasting on his waste.

Satisfied with my cleaning. Master pointed towards his penis, instructing
me to go down, showing how much a Pansy-boy idolizes a mans cock. How
much it wants to be filled with all the goodness that comes from its
slit. Master also told me not to rush. If I did I'd be pulled off my the
hair and slapped good and hard till I learned to show proper devotion to
his member. Lying comfortably Master watched as I went about my duty.
Lovingly kissing, licking up the full length of his hot shaft, working my
tongue under his shin. To enjoy the taste that has build up under there
over the day. I slid my mouth over just the head to lick and play with
its spit. Slowly I went right down taking as much as possible in my
mouth, till I could feel it pushing against my throat. I was almost
gagging on it, but I wanted Masters cock in my mouth so much I didn't
care. Knowing I had to come up for air, and I'd have go back on him. I
released his cock from my pussy mouth, kissing and licking my way down
the shaft till arriving at Masters balls. Again kissing and licking on
then like they were the most important things in the world. Taking each
into my mouth, sucking affectionately on, knowing from in there will come
Masters hot cum juice. Which hopefully I'll be feasting on soon. All the
time Master just lay there, letting me work my mouth over his hot
throbbing penis. I could hear his soft moans and heavy breathing. A
couple of time as I looked up to him, I noticed he was playing and
squeezing on his now erect sensitive nipples. I went back over his
beautiful cock sucking gently on it, working my mouth up and down slowly,
softly. Then faster and faster, again slowing down for a couple of times
before increasing the tempo again. I tried putting my fingers down
between his legs hoping I could enter his rear hole. But quickly was
told,

"Keep out of there you shit loving slut."

I then went and was allowed to caress over his ballsac, which by now had
got quite tight. Masters jerking had also increased as I continued
massaging his cock with my warm wet mouth, taking him down as far as
possible on each downward stroke.

"That's right you Pussy Bitch, take it right down that fucken throat. I
know you love cock so much you slag. Now my cum is all you'll be living
for you filthy faggot." These name now kept coming at me. I also knew
Master wasn't far from ejecting this load of hot spunk. He took a fist
full of hair either side of my head, holding me there telling me.

"Don't you dare lose a drop of my cum from that fucken mouth, you hear
Pansyboy."

I know I wouldn't, I love taking cum down my throat to much, to think of
losing any. There is nothing better than having a throbbing cock in your
mouth, knowing soon you're going to be fed its tasty hot cum juice.
Without another word, I felt his short sharp jerking and heard his deep
moans of pleasure, as he held me firmly over his shooting cock. Volley
after volley he shot his load of hot spunk into my waiting mouth.
Swallowing as fast as I could, trying my best not to let any run out
between my lips. My mouth was full as I kept sucking on him, trying to
get that last drop out of his tube before he deflated or pulled out. I
lost that battle, as I was just pushed off, to lie looking at his now
spent cock next to me. My own pulsating penis still hard as could be,
waiting and hoping for relief. Only to be ignored.

Wrapping his hand around his now slowly deflating cock, he gave it a few
squeezes, forcing that last drop out. Grabbing me by the hair, I was
pulled over to have that last drop from his cock wiped over my face. Then
I was pushed away again, so Master could just lie there resting awhile. I
lay there also towards the foot of the bed, awaiting Masters orders. That
salty taste of his juice still in my mouth, I lay contented and very
happy.

A few minutes later with a jab in the side from Masters foot. I was told
to get on the floor where slaves belong. Quickly I rolled off onto the
floor to lie beside the bed. Once Master got up his feet were there
waiting. In no time I was kissing them, thanking him for the honour of
worshipping his beautiful body and to be fed his exquisite precious
delicacy.

"I'm going to take a shower to get all your filthy slime of my body. You
remake the bed, then come into the bathroom. I'll need drying."

With that his foot pushed me aside as he walked naked from the room.
Leaving me to get on with remaking his bed. I couldn't help myself from
putting my face over the hot part were Master had not long before been
lying. I could still smell and feel the warmth from his body, as I kissed
the sheet, the pillow were Masters head had been resting. I knew I
didn't have time to waste, so it was on with making up the bed again.
All the while my cock was still as hard as could be. The little petty
just hanging back over the base of my ridged shaft and ball sac, as I
looked down. Glowing back at me was its deep purple gland pushing out of
my foreskin, begging to be touched and given relief. Holy shit! What do I
do? I just grabbed Masters bottom sheet held it over my penis. Thinking
to myself, Masters body was lying over there not long before. Holding it
tightly I went to give a few quick strokes. But somehow, I realized it
wouldn't be the brightest thing for a new slave to do and get away with.
A little pre cum was now hanging at my slit, I wiped and licked that up.
Then quickly I remade Masters bed.

Master was still under the shower as I entered the bathroom. A large
white fluffy towel sat folded on the vanity unit. I knew to take the
towel open it, kneel and wait. It wasn't long before the water stopped
running and Master stepped out. I stood, wrapping the towel around
Masters body and patting him dry, in the way he previously taught. Once I
had finished I had to wipe down the walls over the bath, while Master
cleaned his teeth and had a piss. Leaving the bathroom, Master told me to
clean my make up off and wash my face. Then go get my nighty take it to
his room to get ready for bed. As I went to wash, I noticed the sink
still had Masters spit out after cleaning his teeth. I also realised he
hadn't flushed the toilet. Well I guess I am the slave, so it's up to
me to do all these things for my Master now. Once I had washed cleaned my
teeth and pissed. I went to get my nighty, nappy and plastic panties
before returning to Masters bedroom.

I knocked and waited for permission to enter. On entering his room I had
to close the door behind me, put my nighty on the floor beside me and
stand with head lowered and wait. Master was sitting on the side of the
bed reading a document or something in a folder anyway. Once he finished,
I was summoned over to him. Pointing to the floor I knew to kneel on that
spot. Without looking up, I was told he had just read over again the
document I'll be signing tomorrow. Unless after thinking it over for the
next 20 hours. I find I couldn't do what is required of me as a slave.

"So think seriously about it, as there'll be no going back. If you still
want to stay and be just a slave to me in every way from now on. I'll
give you this document to read a couple of time before you sign yourself
over to me. Do you really understand?"

"Yes I do Master," I said unashamed.

I felt my hair ribbon being untied, then told to stand. Next it was my
little petty coming off, which also coursed a further stir in my penis.
That was quickly smacked down again, coursing a we whimper from me.
lastly I was pulled down so he could unfasten my bra then remove it from
me. As I stood back up. Master just took each nipple firmly between his
finger and thumb squeezing and twisting them, like they were something to
be screwed off. I just moaned and whined, trying to squirm around in the
hope of lessening the pain. But only increasing and prolong my agony.
Constantly I was being asked what the problem was. I couldn't speak,
only groan with agony. Satisfied with my discomfort, Master released his
grip. All I thought of, was to try and rub them. Forgetting about my new
status in life, but was quickly reminded of, with a unyielding slap to my
side.

"What do you say when your Master gives or does something to you?"

Quickly I remembered to say "Thank you Master for playing with my
nipples." "Now go pick up your nighty and get ready for bed."

With nighty, nappies and plastics in hand, I went over to Master to be
put into the nappy. But was informed I wouldn't be wearing them tonight.
As I would be sleeping in his bed, so he'd make sure I didn't do
anything like touch myself. I was just so delighted to hear that I'd be
sleeping with him. I quickly got to my knees to thank him for this
honour, before I even put my nighty on.

When I first got into bed I felt a little uncomfortable, as I lay there
not knowing whether I could say anything or even touch my Master. Yet the
pleasure of just lying beside him, feeling the warmth emanating from his
body. My penis became rock hard as it tented up my nighty in front of me.
I knew not to touch, I couldn't say anything. I noticed Master watching
me, he knew how I was down below. Waiting to see what I did. Then his
hand went to encase over my nighty covered penis, squeezing it lightly. I
just quietly sighed, closing my eyes, waiting and hoping Master would now
give me another arousing hand job. This time with the help of my satin
nighty.

"Do you like that you spunk loving Bitch," he asked me.

"OOOhhhh! Yes, thank you so much Master," I said.

His hand continued sliding gently and tantalizingly up and down my satin
covered shaft. I was in heaven, my mind in a spin. Firstly being fed
Masters beautiful love juice, now having him work me off again. Thinking
will he take mine or will I be fed my own cum again. My moaning and
whimpering became deeper, my breathing also became faster as my juices
built up in my balls. My body started to quiver, I knew much pre cum had
oozed from my piss slit. With not long before I climaxed and no warning,
Master removed his hand. Leaving me right on the edge of discharging my
thick load of spunk. I just begged of Master to continue. To take me over
that edge, to bring me off. I was so close, yet so far away. In no
uncertain words I was informed.

"A slave can beg all it likes, for anything. But the Master does what he
wants, as he knows what is best. Now don't you dare try to touch it."

I lay there, my eyes closed, my mind was still deep in thoughts of the
pleasure Master was giving a Sissy-boy. Yet I'm not to touch. I went to
turn on to my stomach, but was quickly told to turn back. Master knew
what I wanted to do, yes rub myself with the help of the mattress.

"I said don't TOUCH!! Or do you want to sleep with your ring on?" he
asked.

"No Master and thank you for what you've done," I knew to say.

With that Master rolled onto his side leaving me his back to look at.

"Go to sleep now, you have a lot to do tomorrow."

I lay close as possible facing Masters back, make making sure my stiff
penis didn't touch Master. I could smell and feel the warmth coming from
his handsome body. I felt uneasy though without being in a nappy also
without my restrains on. It hasn't been long, but I got so used to being
in them at bed time. Now I just hope I don't touch myself or even want
to have a leak in the night. I quietly asked Master if I could put my arm
over him. As I wanted to stay close and would feel a little more secure
this way. It was pleasing to hear Master say, "Yes that'll be alright."
I quickly put my right arm over his side, thanking him for letting me do
it. I was equally surprised when I felt his hand take hold of mine.
Holding it in a warm comforting way. Then I felt him softly stroking my
arm with his other hand, that made me feel wanted.

"You can cuddle in closer if you wish," Master said.

I was a little hesitant knowing what was standing ridged down below. As
there was little reaction from me, Master made a backward move which
indicated he wanted me to get closer. Which I slowly did. I couldn't
help myself from kissing his back, telling him, "I really Love you
Master." There was no verbal response, but Master squeezed my hand a
little firmer. Which made me think he liked hearing me say that. I must
of gone to sleep that way, and still with that rampaging hard on. As the
last thing I remember thinking was, would it ever go down again.

After a good nights sleep, I was woken by a sharp jab in the ribs telling
me to get down to his feet. I did still half asleep, taking one foot at a
time to kiss and lick over. Satisfied, I was sent then to prepare Masters
breakfast. Before going to him in the bathroom. On my way I went to the
bathroom myself. Only to be reminded after that, I hadn't asked if I
could use the toilet. That I do nothing without getting permission. I
tried unsuccessfully to apologize. Before Master left for work, I had my
ring put back on. Then only in my undies it was, bend over the chair to
be given a good strapping as a reminder. Kneeling at Masters feet before
he left. I was told to finish getting dressed, then read the document
before getting to work. It would give me something to think about as I
got on doing my chores. He'd be home around 4 this afternoon. He wanted
to see everything done and a well made up pansy waiting for him. A
mocking smile came onto his face, as he turned to leave.

Returning to my room to finish dressing, I also found lying on top of
everything, a new list of to days chores. On reading through it, I was
going to be extremely busy, plus having to spend time making myself up
pretty for Master. Firstly I sat to read the document of my life as a
slave. Yes it did send chills through my body, plus giving me a lot to
think about all day. But I knew deep down inside of me this is what I
want. To be under his control, to give my mind and body to him
completely. Knowing that I'd be punished for no reason, also excited me.
What I've just had, I know is possible nothing to what I'll probable be
getting. Then to be kept as a SISSY. Wearing all these breathtaking
feminine things, is also something I know I want so badly.

Surprisingly I had everything done by the time Master arrived home. While
he was having a drink, I was asked for my final decision. I dropped to my
knees to say, "Master, please I want nothing else but to serve you as
your slave. After reading the document I have thought all day, I realise
I am now to be nothing but your property. That is all I want to be
Master."

"You do realise that there is now no going back, once you again read and
sign the documents, you will be nothing and have NO rights like any
normal person." Master asked looking straight into my eyes.

"Yes Master I do realise that," I said positively.

Master then handed me the folder, telling me I could sit to read through
it slowly. Anything I didn't understand, ask. As I started reading
Master left to go inspect my days work.

As I read this well prepared document, it reaffirmed what I'd been told
yesterday. How I was to be used, humiliated, punished in any way Master
wishes. Everything I owned will now belongs to my Master. My body will
always be available for him to use as he wishes. I'm going to be trained
to please Master by suffering pain for him. If I'm given to another
Master to please, I have no say in the matter as I'm only a slave to be
used. I won't speak unless to answer a question from Master, or Master
wants to talk with me. If I want to ask Master something, I must kneel
and lick his feet first. I'll not speak to any other slave I'll meet
unless given permission. I don't sit unless instructed to, my place is
on the floor like any other animal. I am no longer to think of myself as
a male, just as a Feminine Sissy. My body parts will now be renamed and I
may only refer to them in that way. My penis is now to be my CLITORIS, my
sperm is now SISSY JUICE. I now have TITTIES not nipples on my breast. My
anus well be referred to as my CUNT or Sissies PUSSY. As I read, it still
gives me shivers at times, thinking this is now me. But at no time did I
want to back out and go back to where and what I was. Just a sissy-boy in
the city. My conditions as a slave took about two and a half pages. With
each page to be signed my Master and myself under a name I'll never use
again. Then for Master it just said: He will clothe and feed me, look
after me as his slave. That I will not be but in any danger, my body will
not be damaged, no bone or skin will be broken or blood spilt. To finish
is says, He will give me love.

When Master returned I had finished reading it a third times. I stood,
placing the folder on the chair, before kneeling, lowering my head.
Taking all of it in, there wasn't anything I didn't understand or
needed to have explained.

"Have you read and understood everything written there," Master asked.

"Yes I have read and understand it all Master," I reaffirmed.

"Are you now prepared and ready to put your signature to this Document.
Knowing there will be no going back. You will only be a slave from now
on.

Have you thought of a safe word to use?" Master asked finally.

"I am ready Master to sign myself completely over to you, and I've
decided on REDROSE as my safe word, because they look and smell so
beautiful."

Master then led me into his study, where he put his stamp mark on each
page before I then Master signed. As I was about to take the pen, tears
came to my eyes, my hand started shaking. As I realised this is now a new
life beginning for me. I was fearful of it, yet wanting what lay ahead of
me so much. Master noticed my condition, as he put his hand over mine.
Holding me back from signing.

"Don't sign unless you are really sure!" he said looking at me.

I moved my hand from under his, then proceeded to sign each page. Handing
the pen then to My Lord and Master to do likewise. I watched through
watery eyes as he put his signature to each page also.

Somehow I now felt so happy I looked up to Master, then fell to my knees
to kiss his feet. Telling him how honoured I feel to now be his slave.
Once I knelt back up, Master helped me to my feet. Then pulled me into a
warm embrace, hugging me tightly, telling me not to be affrayed. You are
now a slave, but will be shown and given love. I wrapped my arms around
his waist, resting my head against his chest. I could hear and feel
Masters strong heart beat. Just the feeling of it began to stimulate me
down below. I tried turning a little so as it wouldn't touch Master,
again unsuccessfully. As I was asked why I'm moving around?

"I'm sorry Master but my thing is starting to stand again," I whispered

"You will soon learn self-control." I was firmly told.

With that I was given a soft kiss on the forehead, before being pushed
back a couple of paces.

"Now I want you to take off everything that doesn't belong to you. Just
keep on what is yours, fold the rest neatly and put on the chair."

I just looked at Master thinking I'm going to lose all these pretty
undies.

"Hurry up, do what you're told BITCH!"

Quickly I started removing trousers, shirt, shoes, half hose. Then slowly
I started taking off the lovely camisole, panties, bra, hair ribbon and
lastly came the ribbon I wore today around my penis. I folded them neatly
as I placed them gently on the chair before going to put my shirt back
on.

Then came "STOP!! what are you doing. Didn't I say to take off
everything that wasn't yours?"

"Yes Master," I said looking towards him without raising my head.

"Did you read and take in all of that document you've just signed?" he
asked.

"Yes I did Master, ....... Oh! I'm sorry Master I just forgot," as I
took the shirt and started to fold it also. Tears came back to my eyes
and ran down my cheeks, as I suddenly realised, I now own nothing
anymore. I folded the trousers also placed them under the shirt, then
stood back waiting Master next order.

"Why the tears girl?" I was asked.

"It was just the suddenness of realising I now have nothing Master," I
said whipping the tears from my eyes.

"That's right, so now remove that watch and signet ring."

I took off the watch, then had to use saliva as I worked the ring off
after it being there since my fifteenth birthday. After placing the ring
on the pile. I stood facing My Lord and Master completely naked, head
bowed and hands at my side. Knowing this body also belonged to my Master
now. I am now nothing but a slave body to work for and be used for
Masters pleasure.

I could feel his eyes searching this feminine body, piercing deep within.

"Now come here, let me have a good look at what I've got to work on."

I stepped closer to Master, my hands were placed on my head, as I was
told to keep my head lowered. His hands went all over fondling,
squeezing, twisting, pulling what ever could be attacked in that way. I
was turned around and made bend right over with legs way apart, hands
touching the floor. I could just sense what he was thinking about, as he
looked at my virgin pussy. His hands caressed lightly over my cheeks,
before I felt his fingers on each side of virgin hole, parting the lips
as to look inside. It gave me a slight shiver, thinking of his beautiful
manhood invading it, being filled with his sperm. With a real hard slap
right over my pussy hole, I was told to straighten up again and turn
around. I did putting my hands back on my head, looking to the floor. I
stood waiting, still being looked over and beginning to feel embarrassed.
Even though I knew this body was now Masters and he'd seen it naked many
times.

"Yes keep looking at the floor, you know that's just where to belong and
will be kept from now on. Just like the animal you are, PANSY-BOY!!"
Suddenly with a fistful of hair my head was pulled right back, that my
mouth just opened. I guess that's what he meant to happen, as his face
came real close to mine. Then spat a big thick one straight in, just
about went straight down my throat. Telling me not to swallow until I've
washed my mouth with it. My hair was released so I could look forward and
be watched as I swilled his juice around completely coating my mouth with
it. before being told to, "Now swallow." I did, I didn't care what it
was, as long as it came from my Master. I let it go slowly down, I loved
it.

It was now time to go get Masters dinner, which had been prepared waiting
for my orders to finish the cooking of it. Before leaving, Master put me
back into the bra, then tied my clit up again in its lovely deep blue
ribbon then sent me on my way. Not long after Master arrived in the
kitchen with a pinafore for me to put on. It was plain white cotton with
ruffles all around the edging and across the bodice boldly embossed in
bright pink, the words "I'm A Nancy Boy". As Master put it on me, he
said it was so I couldn't keep looking at or possible burning my little
clit. I thanked him for putting it on me, before continuing getting his
meal. I must say I really loved wearing it also, as before it makes me
look and feel like the sissy-boy I am.

About twenty minutes later I served Master his meal. I had to take off
the pinafore and kneel at his feet. With head bowed the whole time Master
was eating. Once finished I was given his knife'n'fork, told to lick
them clean, then take his plate and empty the scraps into my bowl. Also
to make the most of it, as it's the last time I'll be using a spoon to
eat with. The pinafore was put back on me before I withdrew to the
kitchen, I was given thirty minutes to have my food, clean up in the
kitchen and be back to Master in the lounge.

On my return to Master, I was just given a pair of purple satin knickers
with deep lace around each leg. Also a matching camisole to put on. I
took off and folded the pinafore, then picked up these new beautiful
dainty things. Held gently in my hands I placed them at my lips, also to
feel there soft beauty on my face. How lucky I am, I thought, to be a
Sissy-boy and able to have such lovely things to wear. Quickly I was
brought back to where and what I was, as Master noticed the movement of
my clit.

"Just put them on you FILTHY BITCH!! I didn't give them to you to play
with. Go get your ring! you can wear that also, to help control you."

"Oh Please Master ......" I knew not to go any further with my request
for mercy. The look on Masters face reaffirmed that. I quickly put down
these lovely items. Then headed to the hallway to get the ring and spray
for Master.

Now controlled, I put on the sumptuous knickers and camisole, caressed
myself over the soft satin, feeling oh! so feminine. Just wish I could
ask for some stockings for my legs. After looking me over, Master got up
telling me to follow him. I was led into the kitchen and told to just
knee. Put my face down like I was about to lick the floor and wait. I was
feeling quite uncomfortable by the time Master returned. Giving me a
sharp poke in the side with his foot.

"Knee up now, I want you to cut and file my fingernails. Do a good job or
you'll be well punished," I was told as he handed me the nail clippers.

Never had cut anyone's nails before, plus trying to do it kneeling. So
in an awkward fashion I started. But after only a couple of nails I was
thinking. Thank goodness I have to finish off with the file to help
overcome this effort. Hopefully I'll get better as I go. But Master
wasn't seeing it that way, as I was being yelled at, even for letting
the clippings fly anywhere. So as I cut the clipping had to stay in my
hand. I tried to apologise, but was just told. I'm a useless bit of
shit. I knew not to say anything as I was in enough trouble as it was.
With one hand finished, I then had to put each finger in my mouth and
lick it clean. With both hands now done, clippings disposed of. I was
informed, now take off my shoes and socks and see if I can do a better
job down there. Somehow the toenails were a lot easier, possible because
they are smaller and knowing how I love his feet. So was quite keen to do
one then have to lick it clean before going to the other. Finishing
Masters feet I tried taking my time in licking them clean. Know it was
just delaying the punishment I know I'll be getting for the poor effort.

I was just told to stand, lower my panties. Master then removed my ring.

"Of to your room, we'll get you really for bed now," was the only
comments made. I stood waiting till Master locked up, as he entered again
he Yelled,

"Why are you standing, something wrong with your knees you Pussy Faggot!!
Get down where you belong and lower that head. Look up only when I say
you can, you bit of lowlife."

Quickly I fell to my knees, bowed my head, went to say I'm sorry. But
was just told to keep my mouth shut unless I'm asked to speak. That made
me nervous and fearful of how harsh my punishment would be. As this is
the first time Master has sounded so enraged with me. I knelt hands at my
side, looking to the floor. Master just stood over me. I would feel the
heat of his body, his eyes piercing into me, not a word was said for a
minute or more. Then I was told to remove his trousers.

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