“Next candidate!! Please enter.”
I entered a small cubicle room, with cushions all over with nothing but cameras with sound recording and a teleprompter which spoke directly to me.
“Your name?”
“Maya” I answered nervously
Ethnicity?
I’m Indian by race.
“Sex?”
“I’m- uhh I’m a sissy femboy.
“I see. What kinda job are you applying for?”
“I’m applying to join the House of Domina. As a slave. I can perform any job that is required of me.”
“What makes you think you are qualified for the house of Domina?!”
“I have many references. My sister Lila joined this house last year on June 2 2026.” I said.
“Was your sister a naturally born female?”
“Yes.” I answered. “She was best friends with Eva Quinn. One of the ********* of The Domina.”
“Your sister is a natural-born female and that of a superior breed but that alone doesn’t make YOU qualified for joining this prestigious ****** household. We have reviewed your background, you have no history whatsoever supporting our cause. You applied a visa to this country under our SBFP programme. SOCIETY of BLACK AND FEMALE POWER as you know very well. You made an application for a refugee status and government funding to come to this country, as people from your country were against your sexual orientation. You claimed, you were a sissy, a woman trapped in a man's body and hoping to transition into a woman at the earliest possible date. Ever since you came here you have not made any effort to make good on your promise. Our refugee programme is backed by taxpayers money and wasting it is a serious offense.” Said the metallic female voice through the teleprompter in my secluded cubicle.
I gulped in fear, she was right. My visa to this country was rejected 3 times, while my sister’s was accepted in a jiffy when I was 17 and she were 15. 3 years later, I tried again and it was accepted. This time, I had an ace up my sleeve. I knew the social and political climate of this country was changing. People who supported Female domination, black power, gay rights and transgenders were given the highest priority. They even paid immigrants people who supported these causes wholeheartedly. So I had made a convenient lie to the embassy for an approval of entry to this country, in a state that was under major influence of the SBFP organization.
I even looked the part. I had a soft feminine voice, I had no girlfriend till 19, nobody in my home country liked my short height compared to the other men, I had a curvy feminine body, large b-cup boobies, due to excess fat and a pretty face. Girls simply didn’t give me a second look. What was worse, as I grew older, my penis size remained the same, at 3 inches, which worsened my insecurity when communicating with women. I was also extremely shy, a recluse and a porn addict. I was also a middle child, and wasn’t given much Importance, just orders by my father and older brothers who looked buff tall and manlier than me.
At my age adults always told me I should get married soon. I had average performance in school and college, I had no interest in growing up and working an average job in my country. So I had always wanted to travel abroad since childhood.
My sister in comparison, life went swimmingly for her. She was beautiful exotic looking, had a sweet personality, easily got boyfriends. Once she turned 15, she traveled abroad, she easily got a friends circle there and made a lot of connections with rich people especially through her best friend Eva Quinn.
I was desperate to try anything to go where she was. Soon her calls reduced more and more each passing year, and I grew jealous, she had found a cool group of friends who she loved more than her ******. At eighteen she looked really beautiful among her friends. I checked her social media regularly, she looked like a supermodel.
So I came to the US through suspicious means. I received funding from the SBFP and a refugee’s permanent visa.
“I just wanted to give it some time, get used to the new culture and the environment. That’s all.” I told the lady with the loud robotic voice.
“We have doubts regarding your statement. Did you apply this job to save your skin during the purge?”
“That is correct.” I told her. “I wish to choose a side. I want to support this cause wholeheartedly. I always respected women, and treated every woman I met like a queen.”
After arriving in this country, it was during a political instability. It wasn’t the life I imagined.
Every woman I met in the US was filled with the current propaganda of female and black superiority since childhood and didn’t care about any man but those that were black.
I tracked my sister down. We met at a party. She had become so gorgeous following the years I hadn’t met her. The last time we met, she was cute but skinny and nerdy looking. The difference was unbelievable.
I met her and we talked for some time catching up on lost time.
I then met her best friend Eva who came to talk to her. I did not like her attitude. After Eva and her group of friends joined us, my sister’s demeanor towards me became cold and distant as if she weren’t thrilled I came to live there. There were five men who accompanied the girls. Each of them was a genetic marvel, tall, black glistening skin, big muscular bodies and exhumed an aura of dominance. Lila left with her group and told me to ‘enjoy’ the party and went to dance with her friends.
I was depressed the whole time. No woman wanted to dance with me or even talk. Each girl I tried to talk to, made small talk, and brushed me off with a look of disgust.
Eva’s group danced sensually with their partners, even Lila. She danced with her partner, their hips grinding, her butt twerking on his crotch.
She looked nowhere like the teenager that left me. She had huge breasts, buxom, tan skin and a beautiful round ass.
Eva wasn’t dancing with the others. Only sitting on the couch staring at the dancers. She caught my eyes from far.
She made her way to me, walking catlike like a supermodel.
“Who invited you here?” She asked. Did you come here with a girl?"
“I just came to meet my sister. No I didn't bring girls with me.” I answered, struggling to talk to such a beautiful girl.
She laughed. “You met her. It’s time to leave.”
"But that's my sister. I haven't seen her in a long time. Please let me talk to her." I pleaded.
"You see she is a member of my ****** now, so she is my sister too. This is a private party and you are crashing. People like YOU weren't invited."
"People like me? You have something against my race?" I asked her.
"I meant incel fucks like you, men who will never get a woman like us. In case you are living under a rock, great things are in the works for this city. All useless weak men like you will be slaves for the African race and beautiful goddesses like us. Useless men like you will submit their wives, sisters, mothers, and ********* to strong black men and become slaves to the whims of women as well. I must warn you of this since you are Lila's brother. Its time for you sissy incels to leave the country or support our cause by becoming slaves to us superior women. As for meeting your sister, I'm sure you will find a way. You will have to join our ****** as a slave to even get close to the dirt beneath you sister's feet."
"Is this boy bothering you?" said a tall black man behind her. "Yes, said Eva. He is crashing the party. He needs to be taught a lesson. Bring him before the others."
"Eva, please , Evaa!!! I'll leave!! Please let me go!!" I begged.
"Think of this as one of our tests to serve our superiority.” She called behind me.
The man picked me up like a ragdoll and carried me in the empty space and threw me on the ground. Everyone's attention was on me.
"Marcel, strip yourself and strip him before the others."
He smiled. He removed his clothes slowly. Everyone cheered as he revealed his naked body in full glory. His huge arms and muscles terrified me. His cock, was massive. He had a body of a warrior.
He towered over me and ripped my clothes off me. My thin shaved, curvy feminine body and shapely man-breasts were for all to see. He then, with little resistance removed my underwear. Everyone was silent and one of the girls giggled. It was Lila, my own sister! Soon the whole room was filled with laughter, cackling at my mere 3 inch shaved cock.
One of the men handed me a pair of boxing gloves and handed the other to Marcel. Than a woman, so beautiful, she could be a princess or a queen, came from the crowd made her way to Marcel and licked his cock and shaft and balls.
"He is actually somewhat pretty Marcel. Don't ruin his face." said Eva. Stepping back. The girl disengaged herself from Marcel's cock and looked at me. Making a hand gesture of cutting my neck.
Marcel faced me and circled around me.
"This is a game." announced Eva to the others. This sissy faggot here will fight Marcel here. If he wants to leave, all he had to do is surrender by kissing the feet of Marcel or ten people in this room. Of course its upto Marcel to spare him."
"You may begin.” She announced. Everyone cheered as Marcel took a boxing stance. Marcel moved towards me with lightning fast reflexes and punched me hard in my stomach. I crumbled down. He waited for me to get up and beat me for a few minutes. I tried to punch him with the little energy I had but he was too fast and unreachable. Laughing at my feeble attempts to fight back he punched me harder. I was hurling, spitting out blood. The only way I could escape this torture was kiss his feet. I gave up and went on my knees and kissed his feet. He picked me up and kept punching me. I ran towards Eva. I kissed her feet and high heeled boots. Marcel kept picking me up and threw me back to the center of the ring and continued beating me to a pulp. I got up and ran towards any women closest to me and began kissing their feet. Some of them took a step back while some of them enjoyed my mouth on their soles. I felt a cracking hit on my balls. One of the women had hit me in my nuts. Soon others followed kicking my balls with savage pleasure while screaming insults at it. I saw my sister standing before me. I made my way over to her in tears, and pain. I kissed her feet as well, looking tearfully up, hoping for her to help me. I remembered all the times I bullied her during my childhood and called her names like 'skinny and girls are stupid.’ She made her way behind me and kicked me on my balls again. She was completely Eva's sister. At that moment I found out that she simply didn't care I was ******. I fell down completely numb from shock. I felt another foot on my ass.
"On your knees boy. Point your ass at me in submission." I gathered the strength to do as he told me.
Soon after I assumed my submissive position, the beatings stopped. I felt his cock at my anal entrance. I found out, the worst was far from over. He plunged his cock inside my tight virgin hole without mercy. He split my ass apart. I had surrendered to him as his prisoner. He could do whatever he pleased with me.
He kept hammering inside me, using me as his toy. Soon the pain numbed with intense pleasure. I started moaning like the women in the porn videos I watched. I had no sensation left in my body. I was completely defeated, expecting when his cock would ram the deepest part of my hole. I saw Eva before me waving her bare feet before me. I licked her soles like my life depended on it. I soon fell unconscious.
I woke up naked on the streets. I got up and made my way to the hospital.
That was the last time I ever tried to contact Lila until much later. My spirit was completely broken and sometimes I wondered, if I could track down Eva and kill her for this humiliation. But she was right when she told me, big things were in motion, in such a pace I couldn't even comprehend.
The political leaders of the city took up arms against the government. There were riots, where every white ****** was purged and propaganda of black and female superiority was rampant. Even neighbouring cities and states went through the same thing. We were at the brink of having a separate country of our own. African people, transgenders, gays, lesbians and most importantly women and propogandist rioters were above the law. Black male citizens were given the right to claim any white household and claim their wives and ********* and impregnate them and men were taken as slaves to be re-educated or put in advanced sex change programmes. There was not much resistance as many females young and old were integrated to our cause, from before this happened. Most readily accepted to be taken by their black masters. White men and some foreigners like me, had chosen to leave the country. There was mass emigration of white men. But there was a much higher birth rate and a younger workforce, due to most women giving birth at an alarming amount since many years. Everyday, I saw that the white men who resisted against the rule, beaten down regularly on the streets. There was a new standing army and a police force controlled only by black men, females and some shemales who were quite efficient and skilled.
Everywhere I went, women of all races were fucked by black men, in various street orgies. Fertility and sex change ,and STD prevention clinics increased enormously. There were so many centers' of this governmental organization called SBFP (SOCIETY OF BLACK AND FEMALE POWER) opened in order to re-educate the population. I had chosen to stay, unlike many others of my race who fled the country in fear and advised me to do the same. I chose to submit to this new movement, finally believed I had found my calling, a place in society that was free of many obligations like as getting married and living a boring office life were absent. And besides, I had no funds to start new in another state and country.
When a period of stability finally arrived, I went in hiding, as I knew I came to this country under false pretenses, and living on government expenses. Now the purge had happened, many others who faked their way, by pretending to be transgender were punished through long jail sentences. My neighbors and landlords were also conservative and supported me for the time being, hiding me successfully.
I did odd jobs for them at low wages and they protected me from immigration inspectors. Soon everything went wrong, as more gangs of African men moved to my neighborhood. Most of my male neighbors left, their housewives and ********* stayed back voluntarily were converted by new black entrants to the neighborhood. I was terrified when , three black men came to the house of ****** housing me. The ****** had two ********* and one son, along with the parents. I quickly hid in the attic, witnessing the scene. I watched in horror as the men molested the housewife and *********, who didn't complain or resist. The father and son were given the opportunity to pack their bags and flee, leaving their women behind. Even after hearing the father and son's pleas, the women refused to follow them, saying this was their home now.
After a night of those ladies getting roughly fucked, I escaped when they were exhausted and sleeping.
I decided it was time for me to come out of hiding and find a job before I was caught.
Many females controlled wealthy households took upon the task to train male slaves into sissies and created many prestigious feminization schools for both young men and women. A lot of them were brutal sadists and those slaves were treated like dirt and they never went anywhere in life.
But according to rumors, the Quinn household called the HOUSE OF DOMINA school, created only the best slaves, and those slaves were even one day promoted to be a full woman with high rights in society. They even adopted male and female children to educate them to the norms of high class females society. There were even rumors the matriarch of the ******, titled the Domina, herself was a witch and had the ability to 'magically' change a man's gender, to match almost 90% of a naturally born woman’s. That school along with few others were like royalty among such schools, like their IVY LEAGUE OF feminization training. Once you were trained here, any wealthy household could employ you. Only few special men were given admittance in the HOUSE OF DOMINA. They chose their boys and girls young and innocent.
I contacted a popular feminization and sissy hiring agency to be given a chance to join their household. Some had to join several schools in order to get sufficient grades, to enter bigger schools. It all depended on connections.
I was put in this interrogation cubicle, waiting to complete my interview.
“The House of Domina doesn’t train runaways and delinquents like you. Only a high class male is given entry from a young age. You do not qualify.”
“Please contact Lila Quinn and Eva Quinn, they will vouch for me. I was invited to join this house by Eva herself.” I said desperately, my hopes on the brink of being dashed into dust. Eva did say Lila was her sister. So she must have shared her last name. I patted myself mentally for my genius.
“Is that so?” Asked the voice after a moment of silence. “But then again, that alone does not qualify you. You must be fresh and not tainted by male toxicity and sexism to be a high class female or a sissy slave in the house of Domina. You must be innocent and pure like any woman and able to answer any questions I ask you. And if Eva is contacted and denies your claims, you will be jailed and punished harshly. You have no résumé, prior sissification experience, and haven’t contacted a fertility clinic even since you arrived in this country. This could go very badly for you if your answers are not up to our satisfaction.”
“I accept your conditions.” I said finally relieved.
“Your actual age?” She asked.
“I’m 22 years.” I answered.
She made a tsk tsk noice as if she didn’t approve of my age.
How many women have you dated and tricked in fucking an inferior male like you?”
“I haven’t slept with any woman. I’m a virgin.” I answered.
“I see. And why haven’t you slept with any woman?”
“I always felt inferior to women in general. I didn’t believe I was good enough to satisfy any woman. I am a submissive sissy.”
“I see. You may strip.”
I dared not refuse.
I striped naked and stood before the cameras in the room. I received no response. I was being scanned head to toe.
“Black hair.” She finally answered.
"Smooth light colored skin. Feminine curves and a pair of B-cup breasts. A pretty and Innocent face. Clitty size is 3 inches, absolutely of no use to a superior female. Round plump ass, and not a speck of body hair in any part of your body. Tell me have you used gender enhancing drugs?”
“No, I haven’t used any gender enhancement drugs.” I answered truthfully.
“Well sissy, it seems you are a natural. And quite beautiful. Tell me have you ever dated a man or had sexual relations with one?”
“I have had sex with a superior black male. He fucked me in public.” I purposefully withheld any extra information, such as him fucking me by force or crashing a party of influential people.
“I see. Please give us some time. In the meantime please assume a submissive position.”
I went on my knees and stuck my ass in the camera. I waited for hours sweating in this cramped cubicle. The only plus point was that the entire room was cushioned.
I finally heard the voice say “Please make your way into the next room. And crawl on your knees.”
I was exhilarated. The most humiliating moment of my life I had experienced, me having gotten fucked by a man, came to my aid when I needed it the most.
A door opened behind me.
I crawled inside and there was a more spacious room filled with lab equipment. I finally met the woman who was interviewing me. At least I saw her feet and black heels.
I dared not look up at her.
"Now these are good manners." She said noticing my behavior. She stuck her heel forward. I kissed her. "Even without training you are well informed. You should lever look up at a woman unless it is asked of you. Now look up."
I looked up as was ordered. She was a pretty blonde, forty something middle age woman, while pretty, she had slight wrinkles and heavy makeup on her face.
"You are a lucky sissy. You came at the exact right time, right place and met the right interviewer. If you had come yesterday or would have come tomorrow, you would not have met me. You see, I had a few direct contact info of some Quinn ****** members. I have had dealings with them in the past. I did sent some references of some pretty sissies their way, beginners like you. All were rejected. You see I have a side gig, where I sell femboy slaves and servants in exchange for commission. My name is Mistress Marlene and one day you will thank all the goddesses, for me having met you, provided you are accepted. After all, there is still the final interview and the exchange. There is someone coming to meet you."
"Thank you Mistress." I said kissing her heels gratefully.
The door opened, and another woman entered. She was wearing a black dress, with violet high heels, which looked luxurious. Once again I had lowered my gaze.
"What do you want Marls? My big sis called me to check on this matter. I was lounging peacefully in a fucking Jacuzzi before I got a rude call. What is the meaning of this interruption? It had better be important."
That was definitely Eva. I could recognize her voice anywhere.
"I have a special deal for you. Check his credentials. He is an exotic piece. Completely clean, fresh and pure. A 22 year old virgin. Well mannered cultured and naturally disciplined. Besides, a little bird told me you needed a gift for your little sister? How old is she now, eighteen?"
“If I wanted to buy my sister a fucking sissy I would go to an art gallery not some dank interrogation room!!”
“But look at him, Mistress Eva!! He is so freaking cute. All natural, no gender hormonal enhancers. Among all those older white sissies he is unique, you will not find another like him. Besides he says he knows you, and his sister Lila. He told me you would vouch for him.” Marlene made desperate attempts to sell me.
“Look at me Faggot.” Eva commanded.
I looked up at her. She smiled evilly with instant recognition.
“So... you did take my advice. SLAVE.”
She faced Marlene. “The word 'sister' means quite a great deal today. This sissy is just a slave with no ****** here. Lila is MY sister!!”
She turned to me and continued.
“And from now on, one of YOUR mistresses. Never forget that. She is NOTHING to you, understand?”
She brought my face up to her and slapped me hard.
“Thank you for reminding me, mistress,” I said kissing her heels. I will never forget that.”
“So do you want him?” Asked Marlene.
“I don’t fucking WANT him Marls, but he has potential. It would be fun to mentally torture him in front of Lila. Besides, I’m hard-pressed for time. My stupid overly girly baby sister didn’t like the last gift I brought her. She is quite the sadist you see. She whipped the last guy so much, he ran away and tried to escape to another country. Of course he was punished even worse in jail to this day. I hope for your sake she likes you.”
I didn’t know, whether to be thrilled for getting selected, or fear for the worst.
Both the women were haggling for the price of owning me, since I was being sold in the most unpresentable area.
Finally a deal was finalized.
“I had a feeling I would need to bring this with me.” Said Eva, taking some objects from her purse.
It was a neck collar and a chastity device for males inside of a fancy black and gold box. Marlene fastened my tiny cock inside the device and tightened it. It was a very comfortable device, and looked as a luxury brand. It had the letter D engraved on it in calligraphy in black and gold.
“Don’t ever disappoint me sissy. I did you a favor today. I wanna see you try and struggle from a slave to becoming an auxiliary representative of women. I hope you have at least an iota of drive and dependability as Lila."
She had a remote control device that looked as a smartphone. She pressed a button and it zapped my locked penis and collar, sending currents of shock throughout my body. I screamed having caught off-guard.
"Its not all bad." She assured me. She pressed another button, my chastity device functioned like a vibrator, sending waves of pleasure. I even came hard from the experience, without even touching myself.
She had a leash tied on my collar, I went on my knees and crawled behind her as she tugged me like a dog. "This is a new invention." She explained. It has a software and operating system like SIRI, ALEXA, Bluetooth. Any device can be connected to this remote control, like a vibrator, buttplug, an electronic asshole cleaner, an inflatable strapon dildo, etc. whatever. It even has a tracker to monitor you. Of course this device is like a key and will be owned by your master or mistress. If your mistress allows us to connect to your device, anyone can control you remotely. That chastity device should never be removed, even if possible. It is a badge of honor, representing our ******. If you remove it, you will be treated as a traitor."
I met one of her bodyguards, who shoved me inside the trunk of her fancy SUV. The drive was long and we arrived her house on top of a hill. It was a beautiful house and it was massive like a huge resort. I was kept in a large dog cage, carried by her bodyguards. I couldn't see much of her house, except the people who passed by Eva. They were the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life belonging to all races and ages wearing sexy clothes or bikini. Some of them even greeted Eva and asked her what she bought.
"Just a gift for Linda for her birthday."
"Oooh, I wonder what you bought her!! Hope its better than last time. And costly. You have a lot to make up for last time."
"Fuck you Diane! And just so you know I got this at a bargain. Serves her right for being so picky with her gifts. I won't lose much if she breaks it."
The girl named Diane laughed and walked away.
"One more stop sissy." She said to me. "You are going to meet someone very important. My mother and our leader. Be respectful, obedient to the letter, act cute and don't be dumb. She doesn't like dumb bimbos." I knew I could absolutely trust Eva and her advices, they were never wrong.
I entered a large lavish office. It was quiet and eerie. The only sounds were of those of Eva and her bodyguard.
"Yes girl? What have you brought here this time?" I heard a sound of a woman. She had a beautiful commanding voice and accent.
"A sissy, ma'am" Said Eva. "She is kinda a gift for Linda." Said Eva. Eva was speaking in a low soft respectful voice. This must have been quite a woman for someone like Eva to speak like this.
"Has she been approved? By the matriarch of this house? Has She gone through the necessary qualifications, time and training to be approved here??! How DARE you bring a creature of inferior birth in MY house and before me? And for Linda? After the last fiasco, what makes you think the irresponsible 18 year old 'CHILD' can handle the responsibilities of managing a sissy?" Her Mother's voice was steadily rising. I did not face the woman directly, the cage I was in, faced Eva's knees. They were shaking slightly. That alone terrified me. Who was this woman that even Eva feared?
"Domina Please." Eva said. Domina?! Did her mother have a title?
"That is a rare and exotic looking sissy. Trust me, you will like her. She has been trained and has learned her place long ago. You see, she is biologically related to Lila. Come here all the way from her home country. I love Lila, she once begged me not to hurt it. If something happened to this creature, Lila would never forgive me. Please Domina, please take a look at it. It is naturally submissive and hasn't tainted any woman with his useless cock. In fact it wants to become one of us, a superior female. It has always felt inferior to females. It has the innocence of a child. She is ripe for turning into one of us. She is one of a kind. Have I mentioned she is beautiful? Better looking than some of the younger males we have broken."
I immediately fell in love with Eva. She was fighting for me, pleading my case. Or was she lying about Lila? Did Lila say all those things about me? Last time we met, she didn't care whether I lived or died.
"An exotic piece??! Are you serious? There was a brief period our government let foreigners and tourists alike to escape this country in respect to relations with their home countries. What if both the sibling's parents start investigating? What if the leaders of their country contact us for a hostage situation? Have you thought of the consequences you dumb girl? We are to convert only white and permanent citizens of this country!!"
"But Domina, IT chose to stay, voluntarily, when it could have left. I had sufficiently broken her last time we met!! Please. I invited her for training. She reminds me of Lila when she was adolescent. Plain features, nothing interesting. But today Lila is a goddess like us. Just like her she is a diamond in the rough. Besides if things don't go well with Linda, IT can just be discarded right?"
"For fucks sake Eva!! Discarding a sissy gives US bad reputation!! Just unlock it. I want to see it with my own eyes. I'm curious now." She said finally putting an end to their banter.
Eva's security guard opened my cage and I came out on my knees. Once again I did not dare to look up at the Domina. I didn't speak one work as she scanned me.
"It doesn't look like a sissy." Remarked her mother. "There are still traces of her inferior manhood."
"Well that will be resolved, won't it? It looking like a male will make breaking it much more easier. And she looks naturally cute. No enhancements. No training, a blank slate like any required quality of trainees here."
"It is too old." Said the Domina finally seeming to calm down." It lacks the innocence of a younger male. It will be difficult to convert."
"She is kind of innocent, having never involved in a relationship with a woman. And a Virgin" Replied Eva. "She will be perfect for Linda. After all she really likes her dolls."
Her mother came up to me and lifted my locked cock and balls with her foot. "I know so many others had to earn this badge you got so easily." She remarked. I tried to kiss her foot. From up close she smelled heavenly.
She almost chuckled. "Now tell me, what makes you think you are fit to lick my boots?"
That seemed like a rhetorical question. I chose not to answer. "I asked you a question, you disgusting creature." Came her answer.
My mouth was dry and parched from not speaking for so long.
"You are absolutely right Domina. I, from the bottom of my soul, wanted to give you the due respect you are entitled to." I said choosing my words carefully.
She replied with silence. She pointed to something on one of the display cases in the room, and asked the bodyguard to bring it. It was a huge smooth metallic dildo, colored in gold and black.
"I want you to penetrate yourself with this." She ordered. "Has it been properly cleaned?" She asked Eva.
"Yes Domina, his hole was clean when I found him- I I mean 'It'." It was true. I had taken all necessary precautions before arriving for the interview.
I did not dare to protest. The bodyguard stuck the dildo on the ground. I got up and slowly sat on the huge Dildo. Slowly lowering myself on it.
There was no lube nothing to aid me in the process except of the shaft's smoothness. I just sunk down on it breathing heavily, as the metallic monstrosity tore me apart inch by inch.
I moaned and whimpered, but dared not scream. I sank further and further below, I could only take half of the dildo. I couldn't go further below. The security guard grabbed my body and forcefully pushed me down. I felt weak and stuck. I couldn't leave this position even if I wanted to. I wanted to bounce and ride the black dildo, to feel some semblance of pleasure, but she had said, penetrate not enjoy. I finally got a good look at the woman in charge of this house. She was absolutely gorgeous. Like an angel that fell from heaven. Or rather a succubus come up from hell. Her breasts were huge E cups, she was wearing a black silky dress, with hourglass curves, her hair was brunette almost black, in stark contrast to her ********'s blonde and had black almost purple lipstick on. Her eyes were grey and menacing. They were unsettling like a devil, and distinguished her from any other women in existence. She looked like a mafia gangster, who could have my head blown out any minute on a mere whim. What was even more scary, I couldn't tell her age. She looked younger than imagined, and had supposedly given birth to a lot of children, Eva included. Some even older than Eva. It didn't make any sense. These thoughts, kept me occupied while suffering in pain from being penetrated.
It seemed like she didn't mind me looking at her. If it was any other woman, they would have had me whipped simply for staring at them.
"Can I have a moment alone with him? Eva, hand me his controller." They both did as they were told and left.
She kept staring at me, eyes without emotion. Hauntingly beautiful.
I dared to speak. I had to know. "What are you?" I croaked. "Are you human?"
It was a dumb and stupid question that made no sense. I hadn't even used the words mistress, madam or Domina. At this point she could kill me even if she wanted to. I didn't care. I had to know.
"My, my you are brave aren't you?" She spoke in my native mother tongue with surprising fluency. I didn't have time to marvel how she knew my language as she pressed a finger on the controller without warning. My cock cage began shrinking, getting smaller and crushing my balls.
I screamed in pain, as electric pulses coursed through me.
"No one had seen through me before." She continued with brilliant fluency with a silky voice. In truth I loved her accent.
"Truth is I hate men with a passion. All men. I have lived longer than you can ever imagine. I have traveled to many countries, even your own, and learned ancient rituals and pagan traditions. I command the forces of our ancestral spirits, those you call gods and demons. I can do things that you cannot possible imagine, like living a long life, curse someone, changing somebody's gender birthing children without a man's help, anything. You see, a few centuries ago, random women were called witches in this horrible patriarchal society, for simply giving in to their base desires. Some were even burned for doing simple mathematical calculations. I too was killed much later, but my soul lingered, because I discovered the art of body jumping and possessing anything. Somehow I existed through the centuries by possessing female babies and living entire lifetimes. This body I possessed is my favorite. I am glad to live in a society where everything is going exactly as I ever wanted and where I am in a position of power."
"Did you cause this political movement? I thought you hated all men." I dared asked her yet another personal question.
"No, it was a chain reactions of actions of many parties, who I’m aligned with and many other events." She went back to speaking English.
"You see, ‘witches’ usually gain power by sacrificing their own blood, someone’s life or sheer concentration and dedicating your life and time to your ancestors. I specialized in a branch of magic that honored the worship of The goddess of fertility and sexual pleasure. In fact I'm addicted to sexual acts of all kinds. I draw energy from it. It makes me stronger. I hate all men but my interests align with Black men and their agenda. They were also exploited by racist and a white dominated society. And black men they are so big, manly and powerful. Them pleasuring young impressionable women, impregnating them, teaching inferior men the pleasures of women, making a beautiful woman cheat on her husband gives me all the pleasure and energy in the world. I have always lived where sexual acts were the most. I was somewhat a healer, for some time, educating young women the art of sexual pleasure. We began by a cult, of providing sexual favors, we prostituted ourselves for honoring the goddess and also during wars we pleased some men who couldn’t last another day, killed in war. Some men even came to me for being confused, I cured their affliction by turning them to women. There were others who didn't want to be indoctrinated into the army as men. Women and their femininity can attain such power men are not able to. If I turn you into a woman, you could get a fraction of my power. I have kept my deeds secret for a long time. Now do you see what drives me, motivates me?
I have become rich in this lifetime, by creating a vast porn empire, and sex industry. I own a share of very invention you see, from sexual products, movies and the current propoganda machine. Every fertility clinic, gender-change facilities and medical products and all sex counselors are in my pocket. I am somewhat of a succubus feeding on sexual energy. It feels so nice to share this with someone."
"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked. Her answer felt as ridiculous as I imagined. She may have lied. I should dared not think otherwise.
"What's the point of having slaves, if your secrets wont go to the graves with them?" She answered me. "Now tell me what you desire and why."
"I wish to serve the goddess of sex like you." I answered. "I wish to become a woman and experience unimaginable pleasures."
"You wish to serve me? Then I suppose you wouldn't object If I killed you right here and sacrificed your life for the goddess?” She answered. She got up and picked a fancy knife and made her way slowly towards me.
I trembled in fear. I may die, being extremely horny while being penetrated by the black toy in my ass.
She placed the knife at my throat.
“The goddess could be pleased by your sacrifice. You may even be lucky enough to be born a woman in your next life.”
“I don’t wanna die.” I begged her.
“You are a coward. You want the best features and advantages of women, like unimaginable sexual pleasures when you can’t even experience the pain. In order to be a woman, you must be ready to experience immeasurable pain. Once it is over, the pleasurable experience begins. We women are superior because of that. The bonds women share include our painful history. Your kind murdered countless women just for experiencing better sexual satisfaction. Nothing can bind women. Marital construct, thousands of years of patriarchal rule and abuse, nothing. If you truly appreciate a woman’s sacrifice, you should be ready to give your life, for all the times your gender killed women just for having a simple affair to satisfy our pleasures with a better man.”
“I’m innocent,”I told her. “I have never looked at or touched a woman
in-appropriately. I have always respected women!!”
“Innocents are always the sacrifice.” She said.
“Well those women got caught, because they were careless in a patriarchal society!!” I yelled. “I shouldn’t be killed for their carelessness and getting discovered!”
There was a stunned silence. They she burst into laughter.
“You are right. I’m not delusional. I don’t want things to go out of hand. Now we have created a society where any sexual need is fulfilled, without fear of getting caught. And for women who come here from patriarchal countries, this country will be a safe haven. It’s just that, we must continue our activities unnoticed, as we will face international pressure.
Our own central government can dare not lift a finger against us, as our supporters are in every echelon of society, from politicians, lawyers, scientists and even the army itself. We even command a private force made up of black super soldiers and powerful arms. We are a few steps from getting a country of our own. But things are good as are now. Naming a new country will bring a lot of attention to us. But three states are already fully under our control. I obviously am one of the a joint leaders of this state. But politicians come and go, I’m just a silent partner. Getting ownership of this country like any common politician doesn’t interest me. Sexual pleasure does.”
I had talked her out of killing me. Maybe she was faking. I was breathing heavily shaking from the pleasure of my filled hole.
“What is your name sissy?” She finally asked me.
“It’s Maya.” I told her.
“That’s a very feminine name.” She answered.
I told her that my parents thought they were getting a ******** and had chosen a name from the get go. And didn’t bother replacing it.
“You see,” she said “My youngest ******** is really weird. But maybe she will like you. I am giving you this task. I want you to be her babysitter, her doll or dog. Whichever she wishes. I want her to be responsible by taking care of you. You see in schools how they tell a student to take care of an egg. That is your position in this ******. Sometimes there are accidents. The egg can break.” She smiled wickedly.
“And you better be more feminine by end of this month. Better if it’s a week. The very sight of your despicable incomplete body repulses me. You are dismissed.”
She called in the security guard to stuff me back in the dog cage. He picked me up and Eva followed.
My head was in a whirlwind for processing such information.
“What the hell did you talk about for so long?” Eva asked.
“Just going over my tasks and duties.”
I answered. “She told me her background and how she came to be named as Domina. She even spoke my mother tongue, better than I ever could. She is so well travelled. She really is amazing.”
“That’s impossible." Replied Eva incredulously. She was never that talkative with anyone. Not even me.”
“I true,” I assured her, “She did go back to doing her office work for some time, watching me struggle on that dildo. For a long time.”
“It’s incredible, how you handled that black dildo, without uttering a sound. I have seen seasoned sissys who struggled with that torture. Have you been practicing since the last time you were sodomized?” She asked smiling knowingly.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Did you like it?” She asked.
“Yes.” I answered. I always longed for that experience. Except getting beat up.”
“Good, better hope my sister will peg you till your mind breaks, instead of the alternative. Literal torture.”
“Is your sister that bad?” I asked her.
All of a sudden, she slapped me.
“Listen here you fucking pig, only her ****** can call her ‘bad’. Don't ever badmouth her, even if you were to die, she is worth hundreds of you!! You will obey her and call her mistress or goddess just like any member of ******!! Got it?!!" Her friendly demeanor quickly changed, like I had offended her. I apologized profusely, till she calmed down.
Eva continued speaking. "She has a large toy collection. Most of them are the toys she always liked. That's like only 20% of all the toys we bought her. Once she finds a toy she hates, she rips it to shreds. We even gave her a pet. A puppy. She didn’t like it because it barked a lot, she never hurt it in front of us, but it died within a few days. Did you know, I sissified her white ex-boyfriend and gave him to her as a birthday gift? He didn’t last a week. She beat him up, everyday there were bruises and cuts. She beat him in the worst possible ways, hitting his balls in parties, whipping him publicly, till he ran for his life. She even likes girly things till today, even though she is an adult. Good luck, you will really need it.”
She knocked on the door.
A thin short young girl with pink stockings opened the door.
The girl jumped in Eva’s arms. “Happy birthday, cutie!!” Eva said. I got something for you."
The room looked girly and pink, filled up with dolls of lifelike girls or furry animals.
Her sister seemed ecstatic to receive a gift from her sister. “Show me!!” She yelled enthusiastically.
“Now before I give it to you. Promise you will handle it with care.” Said Eva warning. “Otherwise you will never get another sissy ever in your life.”
“Oh my gawd, you got me a sissy?!! You are the best sister ever!!” She jumped on Eva and kissed her.
“Is she pretty?” Asked Linda.
“That’s up to you, you are the artist, that sissy is a blank slate, you will make her the prettiest girl you have ever seen. Open up the cage.” She ordered the guard.
“Kiss her feet” the guard whispered to me silently.
I crawled on my knees and kissed Linda’s pretty feet and licked every inch of her toes through her stockings.
She asked me to stop and look up towards her and observed me silently. She was dazzlingly beautiful. She reminded me of a Barbie or an anime princess. She had matured beautifully, at 18 years of age, she was short compared to the other women, at seemingly 5ft, having C-cup breasts, and a gorgeous petite body with smooth skin and green eyes, beautiful pink lips.
There was something unsettling about her eyes, that looked at me hungrily, like a wild animal making sure whether to attack me, to eat me, or to spare me and just be playful.
“She is beautiful.” Said Linda. “And kinda looks a bit like Lila.”
“I agree. That is Lila’s sibling. Can you make her beautiful like Lila? She has always really wanted a sister. Or pretty like you? The choice is yours.” Eva handed Linda the remote wished her a happy birthday and both Eva and the guard hurriedly left the room leaving me to my fate with my new mistress.
She stared at me silently, then after a minute or two decided to break the ice and giggled gleefully. “We are going to have so much fun!! Let’s go take a bath.”
I went inside with her. She smelled so nice. We didn’t speak, we just went under her shower naked. She asked me to clean her and wash her with soap. I did as I was told. Soon she herself, cleaned me, head to toe all the way down. She knelt before me and began washing my asshole. She stuck her tongue inside of it. My penis became hard and things became tighter in my cage, all thanks to the Domina shrinking the cage considerably. It started to hurt and became red. Soon her pretty angelic face was near my locked dick.
Before this, I had never come close to a blowjob.
My caged cock hardened even more. It was seriously getting painful.
She licked the tip of my shrunk penis and began running her tongue under my balls. “Your clitty is so small.” She said giggling. Troy’s cock is 10 times your size.”
I didn’t know what to answer. She looked so much like a cute princess, that I had momentarily forgotten she was a grown 18 year old woman already having experienced sex with men.
She opened her mouth wide and gobbled my entire ‘clitty’ as she called it. Both my caged tiny cock and balls. She coated them with her saliva and slurped as if sucking some lollipops. The silicone dick cage also provided extra protection due to being elastic. I wanted to cum so bad.
She bit my rubbery silicone cage hard, crushing my cock and balls with them, her teeth sinking into the fleshy silicone cage with full force.
My pleasure turned to horror.
She bit me again and soon licking my balls I grunted in pain and whimpered tearfully.
I moaned as she bit me like a chew toy, right after sucking me. I came hard through my cage. She gulped all that cum and told me to kneel. She motioned me to open my mouth and spat my cum in it.
She left the bathroom soon after.
I whimpered in pain due to those bite marks on my balls and cock.
I left the bathroom and saw her on the bed naked staring at me.
“You seem like a nice sissy. You don’t complain a lot. I want to play lots of games with you.” She said innocently.
She pressed the shock button on her controller, and turned it to full force. I lost all sensation, my body froze in pain in my balls. My knees buckled and I fell down moaning and clutching my balls. She was laughing wickedly. “You love pain, don’t you?” She asked me.
“Yes I love it when my mistress is happy," I stammered in tears. She kept pushing the buttons till I was writhing. The shock of the pain made me cum one again. “Aghhhhhh!!!!” I screamed in pleasure.
“You must be tired right? Let’s go to sleep doggy.”
I crawled towards her lovingly, and licked her feet. They were such beautiful feet, smooth and pedicured.
She spread her legs, revealing her pink wet pussy and ass. “Come here doggy, and lick me here.” I came closer licking her inner leg coming up slowly. For a moment, she began getting aroused, and started moaning softly. I licked the area around her pussy. She sounded so sweet when moaning. She thrust her ass towards my tongue, prompting me to lick her pink bleached asshole. It was so clean, and shiny, and she had beautiful bubble but cheeks. I ate her ass, thrusting my tongue inside.
She began moaning loudly, feeling immense pleasure. “Yess doggy, yesss lick me harder!!!”
Soon she told me to lie down on my back and thrust her pussy on my mouth. I covered my mouth on her pussy, licking furiously. As she sat on me, she thrust her ass so deep on my face, it was hurting me. I thought I would die from loss of breath.
She then moved in a sixty nine position and began licking by caged cock and balls again. My balls were so swollen at that point, I was aroused out of my mind. I didn’t feel any sensation, when she bit by balls again, like biting into a delicious mango. “Don’t cum.” She ordered me.
That was impossible. I exploded in her mouth.
She got up and turned around. She came closer and our lips locked as we kissed. I tasted my salty cum on her lips. She looked at me for a few seconds, her eyes hungry and bloodthirsty. Then slapped me hard. She screamed in rage as she kept slapping and punching my body mercilessly.
“Bad doggy. I told you not to cum!!” She scolded me. She took out a furry whip and slashed mercilessly on my back drawing blood. The sadistic bitch even went down on my back and licked the blood.
“I’m sorry mistress.” I apologized profusely.
And just like that she turned off her rage, and the sweet, cute and innocent face I fell in love with came back. She started kissing and my soft body all over. She arrived around my nipples.
“They are so girly.” She said giggling.
She licked one of my nipples, and began sucking my breasts. She sucked my nipples so hard, like trying to suck the milk out of it.
Then without warning, she bit one of my breasts hard. Drawing blood again. “Ahhhh!!” I screamed.
She licked the blood and my wound, she gave me a hickey on my other breasts too.
She proceeded to go on my stomach and bit again. She bit hard every part of my body all the way down to my legs. Biting hard wherever she licked.
Once again the sensation made me hard and my cock filled my cage again.
She got up and got something from her closet. It was a pink furry bear costume.
“Wear it.” She ordered.
I did as ordered. It covered my entire body with fur except leaving some areas bare open, like my nipples and my entire crotch areas. She soon lied down on my body and hugged me hard. “You are so cozy.” She remarked. She began grinding her hips on my clitty.
“I have a surprise for you.” She said with childlike innocence.
She got a large 9 inch pink inflatable hard strapon. And attached it to my cock cage. Turns out it was one of the customizable attachments of my fancy cock cage. For the strapon to fit me perfectly she had to squeeze and shrunk my cock and balls even further. She pressed a button and the dildo began vibrating.
I moaned hard as felt waves of pleasure hit me. She sat on the pink dildo, and went down on it. My cock was so swollen it was hurting.
I fucked her doggystyle for the entire evening into the night. I dared not pass out, I hadn’t had any food since the interrogation center, and moving into this house. I kept pounding into my mistress, not as a man but a pink cartoon or anime bear that she was attracted to.
“Fuck me harder Mono!!!” She screamed. “Yess, fuck me!!!”
She came hard on the pink cock. She fell on top of me and fell asleep cuddling me tightly.
I myself was exhausted and passed out.
She woke me after some time. during the night.
“Hey, wake up, I’m sorry for going wild on you for some time. I hope it’s wasn't too painful.” She said tearfully, her voice full of remorse.
“You don’t have ever to apologize to me mistress.” I said to her, my heart breaking at the sight of her sad innocent face.
“You know, tonight was the most fun I have ever had. All because of you.” She said staring at me with those big beautiful green eyes.
What was going on? My mistress was apologetic AND complimenting me? Maybe this was a trap.
“Tell me, do you really want to be my doggy, or do you want to be a girlie like me from now on?” She asked.
“Anything is fine with me.” I answered.
“No, I personally think you should be my girlie doll. That way I won’t hurt you so much. If you were my doggy, I’ll feel like beating you all the time. And you are so pretty. You ate my pussy so well, better than Troy. But HE fucks me much better. But still you satisfied one of my fantasy to being fucked by one of my favorite anime characters. Troy doesn't want to fuck me in that costume.
“Well do you? Want to be my girlie??”
“Yes.” I answered. “I want to be a cute girlie like you.”
This was a longest day I've ever had in my life. I never felt this exhausted. I just wanted to get this over with. I just wanted to sleep.
“Hold up a moment.” She told me.
She took something from her drawer, a box of medicines and syringes.
“I knew this would come useful some day.”
She exposed a vein on my body and inserted the syringe inside me, injecting me of the strange serum she had. She then removed my costume and applied some medicinal cream on all my wounds and bites. I may have misjudged her. She COULD be compassionate when she liked something. Maybe she was Bipolar.
“Do you feel better?” She asked me. I did start to feel better. And numb and high, either due to the healing cream or the serum. It felt like the best drug I ever took. I felt warm and fuzzy, and giggled a lot.
She took another thing like a toothpick with some insignia. She pressed it on my hip. I screamed as I felt a burning sensation. After she removed it, I saw it was a tattoo of the 'owned by Domina' logo.
“I’ve branded you now, you are my property.”
She took a VR goggles and placed them on my eyes. And a headphone on my head. “Enjoy and sweet dreams.” She said and cuddled with me finally going to sleep.
All night I watched videos of cute anime girls with their soft voice telling me the advantages of being a girl and a princess. There were some hypnosis videos too sponsored by famous gender psychologists explaining the pleasures of dressing up as a pretty girl for your man. Explaining female orgasms, from being penetrated. Their hypnotic voice and rhythm boomed inside my head. I soon blacked out and dozed off. All night I dreamt of dressing up like a princess like Linda and fucked by black men, that hypnotic voice still in my head.
I woke up next morning, Linda’s pretty face staring at me. She kissed me on the lips and we made out, our tongues playing. I woke up and felt refreshed. My mind was numb. We took a bath together and we scrubbed and cleaned each other.
My swollen penis, was hard and I felt aroused out of my mind. My entire body was in heat, I felt fuzzy and comfortable like a pretty girl.
I sat down in front of her mirror. She combed my short hair in a nice hairstyle.
I stared at myself in the mirror. All the bite marks from the previous night were gone, with only small red hickeys in their place. She put on mascara and makeup and coated my lips with pink lipstick. "Your hair is so short." She remarked. He brought a blonde wig and placed it on my head and fastened it tightly on my hair. She blindfolded me. She worked on my body for some time, powdering me, perfuming me. She wore a dress on me, that most likely covered every part of my body but my caged clitty.
She removed the blindfold. "Voilà, surprise!!” She yelled.
I looked exactly like her. Pink dress with blonde curls, pink lipstick and a really cute face. I was wearing a short skirt and my caged cock was seen easily. Even the black brand tattoo she placed on me the previous night was visible on my exposed waist. The only difference was our height, I was slightly taller than her.
“Ooooohh!! You are so freakin cute!!” She screamed and I giggled uncontrollably at her compliment.
“Mistress please, I’m hungry.” I told her.
She had breakfast brought to her room. “Eat in small bites, she advised me. As a girlie you can’t eat like a pig.”
I ate slowly taking small bite sizes, even when I was ravenous. She deliberately dropped some pieces of breakfast on the floor. “Eat it she motioned to me. Don’t waste food.”
I ate some of the food off her feet and cleaned her feet afterwards.
“Thank you mistress, that was yummy.” I told her.
“We have the best chef of course. I was told you need to be sent for training every morning. I will miss you.” She said.
I told her I would miss her as well. She let me by my collar outside. Her house was vast and beautiful with a beach nearby and a Dockyard for private cruises. It was like a beach resort hotel. There were artistic and sensual paintings of beautiful naked women on every wall. Outside, the gardens looked well kept. I passed by many open rooms, seeing a yoga class, where children and women of all ages were performing stretches. There was even a room where ballerinas performed. The only way I could tell the difference between the girls and cute sissies were by the sissy’s exposed crotch and cute penises locked in cages like mine. She led me to a classroom.
Outside the class I was going to, there were some ladies who looked surprised at Linda leading me with a leash. “Linda!!! You got yourself a sissy!!! She is so beautiful!!” They all commented.
I felt myself blushing.
“This is where I leave you. She told me. Have a wonderful day in class!!”
She kissed me and left. Once out of earshot those ladies began badmouthing her, saying things like how long would IT last.
“You are the luckiest sissy alive, for someone like HER to like you.” They told me.
“She is an amazing mistress.” Told them with my cutest feminine voice. My mistress appeared to be misunderstood by everyone. I was angry at those girls for insulting her. I was indebted to her. She was my goddess, and a dangerous force of nature, I knew she liked me in her own way, and would protect me, even if she was a bit eccentric. We were similar in a way, she was misunderstood and a black sheep in her own house just as how I was in mine. We were a perfect pair, I was bound to her and would never abandon my goddess. We shared a same destiny.
I entered the classroom. It read English class but It seemed to be divided in two. Farthest one contained all masculine men. The one I was entering read ‘Feminine English’.
This was a beginning of a new day, and a new life for me. Yesterday was sure painful, but I finally found a goal, an objective. My aimless life finally had purpose. There were teenage girls and sissy boys everywhere, all of them younger than me as I entered.
“Welcome, welcome!! Said the instructor. This is our newest addition to our English class. Sure, she is older than all of you but we can all get along can’t we? What is your name sissy?”
End OF PART 1
I entered a small cubicle room, with cushions all over with nothing but cameras with sound recording and a teleprompter which spoke directly to me.
“Your name?”
“Maya” I answered nervously
Ethnicity?
I’m Indian by race.
“Sex?”
“I’m- uhh I’m a sissy femboy.
“I see. What kinda job are you applying for?”
“I’m applying to join the House of Domina. As a slave. I can perform any job that is required of me.”
“What makes you think you are qualified for the house of Domina?!”
“I have many references. My sister Lila joined this house last year on June 2 2026.” I said.
“Was your sister a naturally born female?”
“Yes.” I answered. “She was best friends with Eva Quinn. One of the ********* of The Domina.”
“Your sister is a natural-born female and that of a superior breed but that alone doesn’t make YOU qualified for joining this prestigious ****** household. We have reviewed your background, you have no history whatsoever supporting our cause. You applied a visa to this country under our SBFP programme. SOCIETY of BLACK AND FEMALE POWER as you know very well. You made an application for a refugee status and government funding to come to this country, as people from your country were against your sexual orientation. You claimed, you were a sissy, a woman trapped in a man's body and hoping to transition into a woman at the earliest possible date. Ever since you came here you have not made any effort to make good on your promise. Our refugee programme is backed by taxpayers money and wasting it is a serious offense.” Said the metallic female voice through the teleprompter in my secluded cubicle.
I gulped in fear, she was right. My visa to this country was rejected 3 times, while my sister’s was accepted in a jiffy when I was 17 and she were 15. 3 years later, I tried again and it was accepted. This time, I had an ace up my sleeve. I knew the social and political climate of this country was changing. People who supported Female domination, black power, gay rights and transgenders were given the highest priority. They even paid immigrants people who supported these causes wholeheartedly. So I had made a convenient lie to the embassy for an approval of entry to this country, in a state that was under major influence of the SBFP organization.
I even looked the part. I had a soft feminine voice, I had no girlfriend till 19, nobody in my home country liked my short height compared to the other men, I had a curvy feminine body, large b-cup boobies, due to excess fat and a pretty face. Girls simply didn’t give me a second look. What was worse, as I grew older, my penis size remained the same, at 3 inches, which worsened my insecurity when communicating with women. I was also extremely shy, a recluse and a porn addict. I was also a middle child, and wasn’t given much Importance, just orders by my father and older brothers who looked buff tall and manlier than me.
At my age adults always told me I should get married soon. I had average performance in school and college, I had no interest in growing up and working an average job in my country. So I had always wanted to travel abroad since childhood.
My sister in comparison, life went swimmingly for her. She was beautiful exotic looking, had a sweet personality, easily got boyfriends. Once she turned 15, she traveled abroad, she easily got a friends circle there and made a lot of connections with rich people especially through her best friend Eva Quinn.
I was desperate to try anything to go where she was. Soon her calls reduced more and more each passing year, and I grew jealous, she had found a cool group of friends who she loved more than her ******. At eighteen she looked really beautiful among her friends. I checked her social media regularly, she looked like a supermodel.
So I came to the US through suspicious means. I received funding from the SBFP and a refugee’s permanent visa.
“I just wanted to give it some time, get used to the new culture and the environment. That’s all.” I told the lady with the loud robotic voice.
“We have doubts regarding your statement. Did you apply this job to save your skin during the purge?”
“That is correct.” I told her. “I wish to choose a side. I want to support this cause wholeheartedly. I always respected women, and treated every woman I met like a queen.”
After arriving in this country, it was during a political instability. It wasn’t the life I imagined.
Every woman I met in the US was filled with the current propaganda of female and black superiority since childhood and didn’t care about any man but those that were black.
I tracked my sister down. We met at a party. She had become so gorgeous following the years I hadn’t met her. The last time we met, she was cute but skinny and nerdy looking. The difference was unbelievable.
I met her and we talked for some time catching up on lost time.
I then met her best friend Eva who came to talk to her. I did not like her attitude. After Eva and her group of friends joined us, my sister’s demeanor towards me became cold and distant as if she weren’t thrilled I came to live there. There were five men who accompanied the girls. Each of them was a genetic marvel, tall, black glistening skin, big muscular bodies and exhumed an aura of dominance. Lila left with her group and told me to ‘enjoy’ the party and went to dance with her friends.
I was depressed the whole time. No woman wanted to dance with me or even talk. Each girl I tried to talk to, made small talk, and brushed me off with a look of disgust.
Eva’s group danced sensually with their partners, even Lila. She danced with her partner, their hips grinding, her butt twerking on his crotch.
She looked nowhere like the teenager that left me. She had huge breasts, buxom, tan skin and a beautiful round ass.
Eva wasn’t dancing with the others. Only sitting on the couch staring at the dancers. She caught my eyes from far.
She made her way to me, walking catlike like a supermodel.
“Who invited you here?” She asked. Did you come here with a girl?"
“I just came to meet my sister. No I didn't bring girls with me.” I answered, struggling to talk to such a beautiful girl.
She laughed. “You met her. It’s time to leave.”
"But that's my sister. I haven't seen her in a long time. Please let me talk to her." I pleaded.
"You see she is a member of my ****** now, so she is my sister too. This is a private party and you are crashing. People like YOU weren't invited."
"People like me? You have something against my race?" I asked her.
"I meant incel fucks like you, men who will never get a woman like us. In case you are living under a rock, great things are in the works for this city. All useless weak men like you will be slaves for the African race and beautiful goddesses like us. Useless men like you will submit their wives, sisters, mothers, and ********* to strong black men and become slaves to the whims of women as well. I must warn you of this since you are Lila's brother. Its time for you sissy incels to leave the country or support our cause by becoming slaves to us superior women. As for meeting your sister, I'm sure you will find a way. You will have to join our ****** as a slave to even get close to the dirt beneath you sister's feet."
"Is this boy bothering you?" said a tall black man behind her. "Yes, said Eva. He is crashing the party. He needs to be taught a lesson. Bring him before the others."
"Eva, please , Evaa!!! I'll leave!! Please let me go!!" I begged.
"Think of this as one of our tests to serve our superiority.” She called behind me.
The man picked me up like a ragdoll and carried me in the empty space and threw me on the ground. Everyone's attention was on me.
"Marcel, strip yourself and strip him before the others."
He smiled. He removed his clothes slowly. Everyone cheered as he revealed his naked body in full glory. His huge arms and muscles terrified me. His cock, was massive. He had a body of a warrior.
He towered over me and ripped my clothes off me. My thin shaved, curvy feminine body and shapely man-breasts were for all to see. He then, with little resistance removed my underwear. Everyone was silent and one of the girls giggled. It was Lila, my own sister! Soon the whole room was filled with laughter, cackling at my mere 3 inch shaved cock.
One of the men handed me a pair of boxing gloves and handed the other to Marcel. Than a woman, so beautiful, she could be a princess or a queen, came from the crowd made her way to Marcel and licked his cock and shaft and balls.
"He is actually somewhat pretty Marcel. Don't ruin his face." said Eva. Stepping back. The girl disengaged herself from Marcel's cock and looked at me. Making a hand gesture of cutting my neck.
Marcel faced me and circled around me.
"This is a game." announced Eva to the others. This sissy faggot here will fight Marcel here. If he wants to leave, all he had to do is surrender by kissing the feet of Marcel or ten people in this room. Of course its upto Marcel to spare him."
"You may begin.” She announced. Everyone cheered as Marcel took a boxing stance. Marcel moved towards me with lightning fast reflexes and punched me hard in my stomach. I crumbled down. He waited for me to get up and beat me for a few minutes. I tried to punch him with the little energy I had but he was too fast and unreachable. Laughing at my feeble attempts to fight back he punched me harder. I was hurling, spitting out blood. The only way I could escape this torture was kiss his feet. I gave up and went on my knees and kissed his feet. He picked me up and kept punching me. I ran towards Eva. I kissed her feet and high heeled boots. Marcel kept picking me up and threw me back to the center of the ring and continued beating me to a pulp. I got up and ran towards any women closest to me and began kissing their feet. Some of them took a step back while some of them enjoyed my mouth on their soles. I felt a cracking hit on my balls. One of the women had hit me in my nuts. Soon others followed kicking my balls with savage pleasure while screaming insults at it. I saw my sister standing before me. I made my way over to her in tears, and pain. I kissed her feet as well, looking tearfully up, hoping for her to help me. I remembered all the times I bullied her during my childhood and called her names like 'skinny and girls are stupid.’ She made her way behind me and kicked me on my balls again. She was completely Eva's sister. At that moment I found out that she simply didn't care I was ******. I fell down completely numb from shock. I felt another foot on my ass.
"On your knees boy. Point your ass at me in submission." I gathered the strength to do as he told me.
Soon after I assumed my submissive position, the beatings stopped. I felt his cock at my anal entrance. I found out, the worst was far from over. He plunged his cock inside my tight virgin hole without mercy. He split my ass apart. I had surrendered to him as his prisoner. He could do whatever he pleased with me.
He kept hammering inside me, using me as his toy. Soon the pain numbed with intense pleasure. I started moaning like the women in the porn videos I watched. I had no sensation left in my body. I was completely defeated, expecting when his cock would ram the deepest part of my hole. I saw Eva before me waving her bare feet before me. I licked her soles like my life depended on it. I soon fell unconscious.
I woke up naked on the streets. I got up and made my way to the hospital.
That was the last time I ever tried to contact Lila until much later. My spirit was completely broken and sometimes I wondered, if I could track down Eva and kill her for this humiliation. But she was right when she told me, big things were in motion, in such a pace I couldn't even comprehend.
The political leaders of the city took up arms against the government. There were riots, where every white ****** was purged and propaganda of black and female superiority was rampant. Even neighbouring cities and states went through the same thing. We were at the brink of having a separate country of our own. African people, transgenders, gays, lesbians and most importantly women and propogandist rioters were above the law. Black male citizens were given the right to claim any white household and claim their wives and ********* and impregnate them and men were taken as slaves to be re-educated or put in advanced sex change programmes. There was not much resistance as many females young and old were integrated to our cause, from before this happened. Most readily accepted to be taken by their black masters. White men and some foreigners like me, had chosen to leave the country. There was mass emigration of white men. But there was a much higher birth rate and a younger workforce, due to most women giving birth at an alarming amount since many years. Everyday, I saw that the white men who resisted against the rule, beaten down regularly on the streets. There was a new standing army and a police force controlled only by black men, females and some shemales who were quite efficient and skilled.
Everywhere I went, women of all races were fucked by black men, in various street orgies. Fertility and sex change ,and STD prevention clinics increased enormously. There were so many centers' of this governmental organization called SBFP (SOCIETY OF BLACK AND FEMALE POWER) opened in order to re-educate the population. I had chosen to stay, unlike many others of my race who fled the country in fear and advised me to do the same. I chose to submit to this new movement, finally believed I had found my calling, a place in society that was free of many obligations like as getting married and living a boring office life were absent. And besides, I had no funds to start new in another state and country.
When a period of stability finally arrived, I went in hiding, as I knew I came to this country under false pretenses, and living on government expenses. Now the purge had happened, many others who faked their way, by pretending to be transgender were punished through long jail sentences. My neighbors and landlords were also conservative and supported me for the time being, hiding me successfully.
I did odd jobs for them at low wages and they protected me from immigration inspectors. Soon everything went wrong, as more gangs of African men moved to my neighborhood. Most of my male neighbors left, their housewives and ********* stayed back voluntarily were converted by new black entrants to the neighborhood. I was terrified when , three black men came to the house of ****** housing me. The ****** had two ********* and one son, along with the parents. I quickly hid in the attic, witnessing the scene. I watched in horror as the men molested the housewife and *********, who didn't complain or resist. The father and son were given the opportunity to pack their bags and flee, leaving their women behind. Even after hearing the father and son's pleas, the women refused to follow them, saying this was their home now.
After a night of those ladies getting roughly fucked, I escaped when they were exhausted and sleeping.
I decided it was time for me to come out of hiding and find a job before I was caught.
Many females controlled wealthy households took upon the task to train male slaves into sissies and created many prestigious feminization schools for both young men and women. A lot of them were brutal sadists and those slaves were treated like dirt and they never went anywhere in life.
But according to rumors, the Quinn household called the HOUSE OF DOMINA school, created only the best slaves, and those slaves were even one day promoted to be a full woman with high rights in society. They even adopted male and female children to educate them to the norms of high class females society. There were even rumors the matriarch of the ******, titled the Domina, herself was a witch and had the ability to 'magically' change a man's gender, to match almost 90% of a naturally born woman’s. That school along with few others were like royalty among such schools, like their IVY LEAGUE OF feminization training. Once you were trained here, any wealthy household could employ you. Only few special men were given admittance in the HOUSE OF DOMINA. They chose their boys and girls young and innocent.
I contacted a popular feminization and sissy hiring agency to be given a chance to join their household. Some had to join several schools in order to get sufficient grades, to enter bigger schools. It all depended on connections.
I was put in this interrogation cubicle, waiting to complete my interview.
“The House of Domina doesn’t train runaways and delinquents like you. Only a high class male is given entry from a young age. You do not qualify.”
“Please contact Lila Quinn and Eva Quinn, they will vouch for me. I was invited to join this house by Eva herself.” I said desperately, my hopes on the brink of being dashed into dust. Eva did say Lila was her sister. So she must have shared her last name. I patted myself mentally for my genius.
“Is that so?” Asked the voice after a moment of silence. “But then again, that alone does not qualify you. You must be fresh and not tainted by male toxicity and sexism to be a high class female or a sissy slave in the house of Domina. You must be innocent and pure like any woman and able to answer any questions I ask you. And if Eva is contacted and denies your claims, you will be jailed and punished harshly. You have no résumé, prior sissification experience, and haven’t contacted a fertility clinic even since you arrived in this country. This could go very badly for you if your answers are not up to our satisfaction.”
“I accept your conditions.” I said finally relieved.
“Your actual age?” She asked.
“I’m 22 years.” I answered.
She made a tsk tsk noice as if she didn’t approve of my age.
How many women have you dated and tricked in fucking an inferior male like you?”
“I haven’t slept with any woman. I’m a virgin.” I answered.
“I see. And why haven’t you slept with any woman?”
“I always felt inferior to women in general. I didn’t believe I was good enough to satisfy any woman. I am a submissive sissy.”
“I see. You may strip.”
I dared not refuse.
I striped naked and stood before the cameras in the room. I received no response. I was being scanned head to toe.
“Black hair.” She finally answered.
"Smooth light colored skin. Feminine curves and a pair of B-cup breasts. A pretty and Innocent face. Clitty size is 3 inches, absolutely of no use to a superior female. Round plump ass, and not a speck of body hair in any part of your body. Tell me have you used gender enhancing drugs?”
“No, I haven’t used any gender enhancement drugs.” I answered truthfully.
“Well sissy, it seems you are a natural. And quite beautiful. Tell me have you ever dated a man or had sexual relations with one?”
“I have had sex with a superior black male. He fucked me in public.” I purposefully withheld any extra information, such as him fucking me by force or crashing a party of influential people.
“I see. Please give us some time. In the meantime please assume a submissive position.”
I went on my knees and stuck my ass in the camera. I waited for hours sweating in this cramped cubicle. The only plus point was that the entire room was cushioned.
I finally heard the voice say “Please make your way into the next room. And crawl on your knees.”
I was exhilarated. The most humiliating moment of my life I had experienced, me having gotten fucked by a man, came to my aid when I needed it the most.
A door opened behind me.
I crawled inside and there was a more spacious room filled with lab equipment. I finally met the woman who was interviewing me. At least I saw her feet and black heels.
I dared not look up at her.
"Now these are good manners." She said noticing my behavior. She stuck her heel forward. I kissed her. "Even without training you are well informed. You should lever look up at a woman unless it is asked of you. Now look up."
I looked up as was ordered. She was a pretty blonde, forty something middle age woman, while pretty, she had slight wrinkles and heavy makeup on her face.
"You are a lucky sissy. You came at the exact right time, right place and met the right interviewer. If you had come yesterday or would have come tomorrow, you would not have met me. You see, I had a few direct contact info of some Quinn ****** members. I have had dealings with them in the past. I did sent some references of some pretty sissies their way, beginners like you. All were rejected. You see I have a side gig, where I sell femboy slaves and servants in exchange for commission. My name is Mistress Marlene and one day you will thank all the goddesses, for me having met you, provided you are accepted. After all, there is still the final interview and the exchange. There is someone coming to meet you."
"Thank you Mistress." I said kissing her heels gratefully.
The door opened, and another woman entered. She was wearing a black dress, with violet high heels, which looked luxurious. Once again I had lowered my gaze.
"What do you want Marls? My big sis called me to check on this matter. I was lounging peacefully in a fucking Jacuzzi before I got a rude call. What is the meaning of this interruption? It had better be important."
That was definitely Eva. I could recognize her voice anywhere.
"I have a special deal for you. Check his credentials. He is an exotic piece. Completely clean, fresh and pure. A 22 year old virgin. Well mannered cultured and naturally disciplined. Besides, a little bird told me you needed a gift for your little sister? How old is she now, eighteen?"
“If I wanted to buy my sister a fucking sissy I would go to an art gallery not some dank interrogation room!!”
“But look at him, Mistress Eva!! He is so freaking cute. All natural, no gender hormonal enhancers. Among all those older white sissies he is unique, you will not find another like him. Besides he says he knows you, and his sister Lila. He told me you would vouch for him.” Marlene made desperate attempts to sell me.
“Look at me Faggot.” Eva commanded.
I looked up at her. She smiled evilly with instant recognition.
“So... you did take my advice. SLAVE.”
She faced Marlene. “The word 'sister' means quite a great deal today. This sissy is just a slave with no ****** here. Lila is MY sister!!”
She turned to me and continued.
“And from now on, one of YOUR mistresses. Never forget that. She is NOTHING to you, understand?”
She brought my face up to her and slapped me hard.
“Thank you for reminding me, mistress,” I said kissing her heels. I will never forget that.”
“So do you want him?” Asked Marlene.
“I don’t fucking WANT him Marls, but he has potential. It would be fun to mentally torture him in front of Lila. Besides, I’m hard-pressed for time. My stupid overly girly baby sister didn’t like the last gift I brought her. She is quite the sadist you see. She whipped the last guy so much, he ran away and tried to escape to another country. Of course he was punished even worse in jail to this day. I hope for your sake she likes you.”
I didn’t know, whether to be thrilled for getting selected, or fear for the worst.
Both the women were haggling for the price of owning me, since I was being sold in the most unpresentable area.
Finally a deal was finalized.
“I had a feeling I would need to bring this with me.” Said Eva, taking some objects from her purse.
It was a neck collar and a chastity device for males inside of a fancy black and gold box. Marlene fastened my tiny cock inside the device and tightened it. It was a very comfortable device, and looked as a luxury brand. It had the letter D engraved on it in calligraphy in black and gold.
“Don’t ever disappoint me sissy. I did you a favor today. I wanna see you try and struggle from a slave to becoming an auxiliary representative of women. I hope you have at least an iota of drive and dependability as Lila."
She had a remote control device that looked as a smartphone. She pressed a button and it zapped my locked penis and collar, sending currents of shock throughout my body. I screamed having caught off-guard.
"Its not all bad." She assured me. She pressed another button, my chastity device functioned like a vibrator, sending waves of pleasure. I even came hard from the experience, without even touching myself.
She had a leash tied on my collar, I went on my knees and crawled behind her as she tugged me like a dog. "This is a new invention." She explained. It has a software and operating system like SIRI, ALEXA, Bluetooth. Any device can be connected to this remote control, like a vibrator, buttplug, an electronic asshole cleaner, an inflatable strapon dildo, etc. whatever. It even has a tracker to monitor you. Of course this device is like a key and will be owned by your master or mistress. If your mistress allows us to connect to your device, anyone can control you remotely. That chastity device should never be removed, even if possible. It is a badge of honor, representing our ******. If you remove it, you will be treated as a traitor."
I met one of her bodyguards, who shoved me inside the trunk of her fancy SUV. The drive was long and we arrived her house on top of a hill. It was a beautiful house and it was massive like a huge resort. I was kept in a large dog cage, carried by her bodyguards. I couldn't see much of her house, except the people who passed by Eva. They were the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life belonging to all races and ages wearing sexy clothes or bikini. Some of them even greeted Eva and asked her what she bought.
"Just a gift for Linda for her birthday."
"Oooh, I wonder what you bought her!! Hope its better than last time. And costly. You have a lot to make up for last time."
"Fuck you Diane! And just so you know I got this at a bargain. Serves her right for being so picky with her gifts. I won't lose much if she breaks it."
The girl named Diane laughed and walked away.
"One more stop sissy." She said to me. "You are going to meet someone very important. My mother and our leader. Be respectful, obedient to the letter, act cute and don't be dumb. She doesn't like dumb bimbos." I knew I could absolutely trust Eva and her advices, they were never wrong.
I entered a large lavish office. It was quiet and eerie. The only sounds were of those of Eva and her bodyguard.
"Yes girl? What have you brought here this time?" I heard a sound of a woman. She had a beautiful commanding voice and accent.
"A sissy, ma'am" Said Eva. "She is kinda a gift for Linda." Said Eva. Eva was speaking in a low soft respectful voice. This must have been quite a woman for someone like Eva to speak like this.
"Has she been approved? By the matriarch of this house? Has She gone through the necessary qualifications, time and training to be approved here??! How DARE you bring a creature of inferior birth in MY house and before me? And for Linda? After the last fiasco, what makes you think the irresponsible 18 year old 'CHILD' can handle the responsibilities of managing a sissy?" Her Mother's voice was steadily rising. I did not face the woman directly, the cage I was in, faced Eva's knees. They were shaking slightly. That alone terrified me. Who was this woman that even Eva feared?
"Domina Please." Eva said. Domina?! Did her mother have a title?
"That is a rare and exotic looking sissy. Trust me, you will like her. She has been trained and has learned her place long ago. You see, she is biologically related to Lila. Come here all the way from her home country. I love Lila, she once begged me not to hurt it. If something happened to this creature, Lila would never forgive me. Please Domina, please take a look at it. It is naturally submissive and hasn't tainted any woman with his useless cock. In fact it wants to become one of us, a superior female. It has always felt inferior to females. It has the innocence of a child. She is ripe for turning into one of us. She is one of a kind. Have I mentioned she is beautiful? Better looking than some of the younger males we have broken."
I immediately fell in love with Eva. She was fighting for me, pleading my case. Or was she lying about Lila? Did Lila say all those things about me? Last time we met, she didn't care whether I lived or died.
"An exotic piece??! Are you serious? There was a brief period our government let foreigners and tourists alike to escape this country in respect to relations with their home countries. What if both the sibling's parents start investigating? What if the leaders of their country contact us for a hostage situation? Have you thought of the consequences you dumb girl? We are to convert only white and permanent citizens of this country!!"
"But Domina, IT chose to stay, voluntarily, when it could have left. I had sufficiently broken her last time we met!! Please. I invited her for training. She reminds me of Lila when she was adolescent. Plain features, nothing interesting. But today Lila is a goddess like us. Just like her she is a diamond in the rough. Besides if things don't go well with Linda, IT can just be discarded right?"
"For fucks sake Eva!! Discarding a sissy gives US bad reputation!! Just unlock it. I want to see it with my own eyes. I'm curious now." She said finally putting an end to their banter.
Eva's security guard opened my cage and I came out on my knees. Once again I did not dare to look up at the Domina. I didn't speak one work as she scanned me.
"It doesn't look like a sissy." Remarked her mother. "There are still traces of her inferior manhood."
"Well that will be resolved, won't it? It looking like a male will make breaking it much more easier. And she looks naturally cute. No enhancements. No training, a blank slate like any required quality of trainees here."
"It is too old." Said the Domina finally seeming to calm down." It lacks the innocence of a younger male. It will be difficult to convert."
"She is kind of innocent, having never involved in a relationship with a woman. And a Virgin" Replied Eva. "She will be perfect for Linda. After all she really likes her dolls."
Her mother came up to me and lifted my locked cock and balls with her foot. "I know so many others had to earn this badge you got so easily." She remarked. I tried to kiss her foot. From up close she smelled heavenly.
She almost chuckled. "Now tell me, what makes you think you are fit to lick my boots?"
That seemed like a rhetorical question. I chose not to answer. "I asked you a question, you disgusting creature." Came her answer.
My mouth was dry and parched from not speaking for so long.
"You are absolutely right Domina. I, from the bottom of my soul, wanted to give you the due respect you are entitled to." I said choosing my words carefully.
She replied with silence. She pointed to something on one of the display cases in the room, and asked the bodyguard to bring it. It was a huge smooth metallic dildo, colored in gold and black.
"I want you to penetrate yourself with this." She ordered. "Has it been properly cleaned?" She asked Eva.
"Yes Domina, his hole was clean when I found him- I I mean 'It'." It was true. I had taken all necessary precautions before arriving for the interview.
I did not dare to protest. The bodyguard stuck the dildo on the ground. I got up and slowly sat on the huge Dildo. Slowly lowering myself on it.
There was no lube nothing to aid me in the process except of the shaft's smoothness. I just sunk down on it breathing heavily, as the metallic monstrosity tore me apart inch by inch.
I moaned and whimpered, but dared not scream. I sank further and further below, I could only take half of the dildo. I couldn't go further below. The security guard grabbed my body and forcefully pushed me down. I felt weak and stuck. I couldn't leave this position even if I wanted to. I wanted to bounce and ride the black dildo, to feel some semblance of pleasure, but she had said, penetrate not enjoy. I finally got a good look at the woman in charge of this house. She was absolutely gorgeous. Like an angel that fell from heaven. Or rather a succubus come up from hell. Her breasts were huge E cups, she was wearing a black silky dress, with hourglass curves, her hair was brunette almost black, in stark contrast to her ********'s blonde and had black almost purple lipstick on. Her eyes were grey and menacing. They were unsettling like a devil, and distinguished her from any other women in existence. She looked like a mafia gangster, who could have my head blown out any minute on a mere whim. What was even more scary, I couldn't tell her age. She looked younger than imagined, and had supposedly given birth to a lot of children, Eva included. Some even older than Eva. It didn't make any sense. These thoughts, kept me occupied while suffering in pain from being penetrated.
It seemed like she didn't mind me looking at her. If it was any other woman, they would have had me whipped simply for staring at them.
"Can I have a moment alone with him? Eva, hand me his controller." They both did as they were told and left.
She kept staring at me, eyes without emotion. Hauntingly beautiful.
I dared to speak. I had to know. "What are you?" I croaked. "Are you human?"
It was a dumb and stupid question that made no sense. I hadn't even used the words mistress, madam or Domina. At this point she could kill me even if she wanted to. I didn't care. I had to know.
"My, my you are brave aren't you?" She spoke in my native mother tongue with surprising fluency. I didn't have time to marvel how she knew my language as she pressed a finger on the controller without warning. My cock cage began shrinking, getting smaller and crushing my balls.
I screamed in pain, as electric pulses coursed through me.
"No one had seen through me before." She continued with brilliant fluency with a silky voice. In truth I loved her accent.
"Truth is I hate men with a passion. All men. I have lived longer than you can ever imagine. I have traveled to many countries, even your own, and learned ancient rituals and pagan traditions. I command the forces of our ancestral spirits, those you call gods and demons. I can do things that you cannot possible imagine, like living a long life, curse someone, changing somebody's gender birthing children without a man's help, anything. You see, a few centuries ago, random women were called witches in this horrible patriarchal society, for simply giving in to their base desires. Some were even burned for doing simple mathematical calculations. I too was killed much later, but my soul lingered, because I discovered the art of body jumping and possessing anything. Somehow I existed through the centuries by possessing female babies and living entire lifetimes. This body I possessed is my favorite. I am glad to live in a society where everything is going exactly as I ever wanted and where I am in a position of power."
"Did you cause this political movement? I thought you hated all men." I dared asked her yet another personal question.
"No, it was a chain reactions of actions of many parties, who I’m aligned with and many other events." She went back to speaking English.
"You see, ‘witches’ usually gain power by sacrificing their own blood, someone’s life or sheer concentration and dedicating your life and time to your ancestors. I specialized in a branch of magic that honored the worship of The goddess of fertility and sexual pleasure. In fact I'm addicted to sexual acts of all kinds. I draw energy from it. It makes me stronger. I hate all men but my interests align with Black men and their agenda. They were also exploited by racist and a white dominated society. And black men they are so big, manly and powerful. Them pleasuring young impressionable women, impregnating them, teaching inferior men the pleasures of women, making a beautiful woman cheat on her husband gives me all the pleasure and energy in the world. I have always lived where sexual acts were the most. I was somewhat a healer, for some time, educating young women the art of sexual pleasure. We began by a cult, of providing sexual favors, we prostituted ourselves for honoring the goddess and also during wars we pleased some men who couldn’t last another day, killed in war. Some men even came to me for being confused, I cured their affliction by turning them to women. There were others who didn't want to be indoctrinated into the army as men. Women and their femininity can attain such power men are not able to. If I turn you into a woman, you could get a fraction of my power. I have kept my deeds secret for a long time. Now do you see what drives me, motivates me?
I have become rich in this lifetime, by creating a vast porn empire, and sex industry. I own a share of very invention you see, from sexual products, movies and the current propoganda machine. Every fertility clinic, gender-change facilities and medical products and all sex counselors are in my pocket. I am somewhat of a succubus feeding on sexual energy. It feels so nice to share this with someone."
"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked. Her answer felt as ridiculous as I imagined. She may have lied. I should dared not think otherwise.
"What's the point of having slaves, if your secrets wont go to the graves with them?" She answered me. "Now tell me what you desire and why."
"I wish to serve the goddess of sex like you." I answered. "I wish to become a woman and experience unimaginable pleasures."
"You wish to serve me? Then I suppose you wouldn't object If I killed you right here and sacrificed your life for the goddess?” She answered. She got up and picked a fancy knife and made her way slowly towards me.
I trembled in fear. I may die, being extremely horny while being penetrated by the black toy in my ass.
She placed the knife at my throat.
“The goddess could be pleased by your sacrifice. You may even be lucky enough to be born a woman in your next life.”
“I don’t wanna die.” I begged her.
“You are a coward. You want the best features and advantages of women, like unimaginable sexual pleasures when you can’t even experience the pain. In order to be a woman, you must be ready to experience immeasurable pain. Once it is over, the pleasurable experience begins. We women are superior because of that. The bonds women share include our painful history. Your kind murdered countless women just for experiencing better sexual satisfaction. Nothing can bind women. Marital construct, thousands of years of patriarchal rule and abuse, nothing. If you truly appreciate a woman’s sacrifice, you should be ready to give your life, for all the times your gender killed women just for having a simple affair to satisfy our pleasures with a better man.”
“I’m innocent,”I told her. “I have never looked at or touched a woman
in-appropriately. I have always respected women!!”
“Innocents are always the sacrifice.” She said.
“Well those women got caught, because they were careless in a patriarchal society!!” I yelled. “I shouldn’t be killed for their carelessness and getting discovered!”
There was a stunned silence. They she burst into laughter.
“You are right. I’m not delusional. I don’t want things to go out of hand. Now we have created a society where any sexual need is fulfilled, without fear of getting caught. And for women who come here from patriarchal countries, this country will be a safe haven. It’s just that, we must continue our activities unnoticed, as we will face international pressure.
Our own central government can dare not lift a finger against us, as our supporters are in every echelon of society, from politicians, lawyers, scientists and even the army itself. We even command a private force made up of black super soldiers and powerful arms. We are a few steps from getting a country of our own. But things are good as are now. Naming a new country will bring a lot of attention to us. But three states are already fully under our control. I obviously am one of the a joint leaders of this state. But politicians come and go, I’m just a silent partner. Getting ownership of this country like any common politician doesn’t interest me. Sexual pleasure does.”
I had talked her out of killing me. Maybe she was faking. I was breathing heavily shaking from the pleasure of my filled hole.
“What is your name sissy?” She finally asked me.
“It’s Maya.” I told her.
“That’s a very feminine name.” She answered.
I told her that my parents thought they were getting a ******** and had chosen a name from the get go. And didn’t bother replacing it.
“You see,” she said “My youngest ******** is really weird. But maybe she will like you. I am giving you this task. I want you to be her babysitter, her doll or dog. Whichever she wishes. I want her to be responsible by taking care of you. You see in schools how they tell a student to take care of an egg. That is your position in this ******. Sometimes there are accidents. The egg can break.” She smiled wickedly.
“And you better be more feminine by end of this month. Better if it’s a week. The very sight of your despicable incomplete body repulses me. You are dismissed.”
She called in the security guard to stuff me back in the dog cage. He picked me up and Eva followed.
My head was in a whirlwind for processing such information.
“What the hell did you talk about for so long?” Eva asked.
“Just going over my tasks and duties.”
I answered. “She told me her background and how she came to be named as Domina. She even spoke my mother tongue, better than I ever could. She is so well travelled. She really is amazing.”
“That’s impossible." Replied Eva incredulously. She was never that talkative with anyone. Not even me.”
“I true,” I assured her, “She did go back to doing her office work for some time, watching me struggle on that dildo. For a long time.”
“It’s incredible, how you handled that black dildo, without uttering a sound. I have seen seasoned sissys who struggled with that torture. Have you been practicing since the last time you were sodomized?” She asked smiling knowingly.
“Yes.” I answered.
“Did you like it?” She asked.
“Yes.” I answered. I always longed for that experience. Except getting beat up.”
“Good, better hope my sister will peg you till your mind breaks, instead of the alternative. Literal torture.”
“Is your sister that bad?” I asked her.
All of a sudden, she slapped me.
“Listen here you fucking pig, only her ****** can call her ‘bad’. Don't ever badmouth her, even if you were to die, she is worth hundreds of you!! You will obey her and call her mistress or goddess just like any member of ******!! Got it?!!" Her friendly demeanor quickly changed, like I had offended her. I apologized profusely, till she calmed down.
Eva continued speaking. "She has a large toy collection. Most of them are the toys she always liked. That's like only 20% of all the toys we bought her. Once she finds a toy she hates, she rips it to shreds. We even gave her a pet. A puppy. She didn’t like it because it barked a lot, she never hurt it in front of us, but it died within a few days. Did you know, I sissified her white ex-boyfriend and gave him to her as a birthday gift? He didn’t last a week. She beat him up, everyday there were bruises and cuts. She beat him in the worst possible ways, hitting his balls in parties, whipping him publicly, till he ran for his life. She even likes girly things till today, even though she is an adult. Good luck, you will really need it.”
She knocked on the door.
A thin short young girl with pink stockings opened the door.
The girl jumped in Eva’s arms. “Happy birthday, cutie!!” Eva said. I got something for you."
The room looked girly and pink, filled up with dolls of lifelike girls or furry animals.
Her sister seemed ecstatic to receive a gift from her sister. “Show me!!” She yelled enthusiastically.
“Now before I give it to you. Promise you will handle it with care.” Said Eva warning. “Otherwise you will never get another sissy ever in your life.”
“Oh my gawd, you got me a sissy?!! You are the best sister ever!!” She jumped on Eva and kissed her.
“Is she pretty?” Asked Linda.
“That’s up to you, you are the artist, that sissy is a blank slate, you will make her the prettiest girl you have ever seen. Open up the cage.” She ordered the guard.
“Kiss her feet” the guard whispered to me silently.
I crawled on my knees and kissed Linda’s pretty feet and licked every inch of her toes through her stockings.
She asked me to stop and look up towards her and observed me silently. She was dazzlingly beautiful. She reminded me of a Barbie or an anime princess. She had matured beautifully, at 18 years of age, she was short compared to the other women, at seemingly 5ft, having C-cup breasts, and a gorgeous petite body with smooth skin and green eyes, beautiful pink lips.
There was something unsettling about her eyes, that looked at me hungrily, like a wild animal making sure whether to attack me, to eat me, or to spare me and just be playful.
“She is beautiful.” Said Linda. “And kinda looks a bit like Lila.”
“I agree. That is Lila’s sibling. Can you make her beautiful like Lila? She has always really wanted a sister. Or pretty like you? The choice is yours.” Eva handed Linda the remote wished her a happy birthday and both Eva and the guard hurriedly left the room leaving me to my fate with my new mistress.
She stared at me silently, then after a minute or two decided to break the ice and giggled gleefully. “We are going to have so much fun!! Let’s go take a bath.”
I went inside with her. She smelled so nice. We didn’t speak, we just went under her shower naked. She asked me to clean her and wash her with soap. I did as I was told. Soon she herself, cleaned me, head to toe all the way down. She knelt before me and began washing my asshole. She stuck her tongue inside of it. My penis became hard and things became tighter in my cage, all thanks to the Domina shrinking the cage considerably. It started to hurt and became red. Soon her pretty angelic face was near my locked dick.
Before this, I had never come close to a blowjob.
My caged cock hardened even more. It was seriously getting painful.
She licked the tip of my shrunk penis and began running her tongue under my balls. “Your clitty is so small.” She said giggling. Troy’s cock is 10 times your size.”
I didn’t know what to answer. She looked so much like a cute princess, that I had momentarily forgotten she was a grown 18 year old woman already having experienced sex with men.
She opened her mouth wide and gobbled my entire ‘clitty’ as she called it. Both my caged tiny cock and balls. She coated them with her saliva and slurped as if sucking some lollipops. The silicone dick cage also provided extra protection due to being elastic. I wanted to cum so bad.
She bit my rubbery silicone cage hard, crushing my cock and balls with them, her teeth sinking into the fleshy silicone cage with full force.
My pleasure turned to horror.
She bit me again and soon licking my balls I grunted in pain and whimpered tearfully.
I moaned as she bit me like a chew toy, right after sucking me. I came hard through my cage. She gulped all that cum and told me to kneel. She motioned me to open my mouth and spat my cum in it.
She left the bathroom soon after.
I whimpered in pain due to those bite marks on my balls and cock.
I left the bathroom and saw her on the bed naked staring at me.
“You seem like a nice sissy. You don’t complain a lot. I want to play lots of games with you.” She said innocently.
She pressed the shock button on her controller, and turned it to full force. I lost all sensation, my body froze in pain in my balls. My knees buckled and I fell down moaning and clutching my balls. She was laughing wickedly. “You love pain, don’t you?” She asked me.
“Yes I love it when my mistress is happy," I stammered in tears. She kept pushing the buttons till I was writhing. The shock of the pain made me cum one again. “Aghhhhhh!!!!” I screamed in pleasure.
“You must be tired right? Let’s go to sleep doggy.”
I crawled towards her lovingly, and licked her feet. They were such beautiful feet, smooth and pedicured.
She spread her legs, revealing her pink wet pussy and ass. “Come here doggy, and lick me here.” I came closer licking her inner leg coming up slowly. For a moment, she began getting aroused, and started moaning softly. I licked the area around her pussy. She sounded so sweet when moaning. She thrust her ass towards my tongue, prompting me to lick her pink bleached asshole. It was so clean, and shiny, and she had beautiful bubble but cheeks. I ate her ass, thrusting my tongue inside.
She began moaning loudly, feeling immense pleasure. “Yess doggy, yesss lick me harder!!!”
Soon she told me to lie down on my back and thrust her pussy on my mouth. I covered my mouth on her pussy, licking furiously. As she sat on me, she thrust her ass so deep on my face, it was hurting me. I thought I would die from loss of breath.
She then moved in a sixty nine position and began licking by caged cock and balls again. My balls were so swollen at that point, I was aroused out of my mind. I didn’t feel any sensation, when she bit by balls again, like biting into a delicious mango. “Don’t cum.” She ordered me.
That was impossible. I exploded in her mouth.
She got up and turned around. She came closer and our lips locked as we kissed. I tasted my salty cum on her lips. She looked at me for a few seconds, her eyes hungry and bloodthirsty. Then slapped me hard. She screamed in rage as she kept slapping and punching my body mercilessly.
“Bad doggy. I told you not to cum!!” She scolded me. She took out a furry whip and slashed mercilessly on my back drawing blood. The sadistic bitch even went down on my back and licked the blood.
“I’m sorry mistress.” I apologized profusely.
And just like that she turned off her rage, and the sweet, cute and innocent face I fell in love with came back. She started kissing and my soft body all over. She arrived around my nipples.
“They are so girly.” She said giggling.
She licked one of my nipples, and began sucking my breasts. She sucked my nipples so hard, like trying to suck the milk out of it.
Then without warning, she bit one of my breasts hard. Drawing blood again. “Ahhhh!!” I screamed.
She licked the blood and my wound, she gave me a hickey on my other breasts too.
She proceeded to go on my stomach and bit again. She bit hard every part of my body all the way down to my legs. Biting hard wherever she licked.
Once again the sensation made me hard and my cock filled my cage again.
She got up and got something from her closet. It was a pink furry bear costume.
“Wear it.” She ordered.
I did as ordered. It covered my entire body with fur except leaving some areas bare open, like my nipples and my entire crotch areas. She soon lied down on my body and hugged me hard. “You are so cozy.” She remarked. She began grinding her hips on my clitty.
“I have a surprise for you.” She said with childlike innocence.
She got a large 9 inch pink inflatable hard strapon. And attached it to my cock cage. Turns out it was one of the customizable attachments of my fancy cock cage. For the strapon to fit me perfectly she had to squeeze and shrunk my cock and balls even further. She pressed a button and the dildo began vibrating.
I moaned hard as felt waves of pleasure hit me. She sat on the pink dildo, and went down on it. My cock was so swollen it was hurting.
I fucked her doggystyle for the entire evening into the night. I dared not pass out, I hadn’t had any food since the interrogation center, and moving into this house. I kept pounding into my mistress, not as a man but a pink cartoon or anime bear that she was attracted to.
“Fuck me harder Mono!!!” She screamed. “Yess, fuck me!!!”
She came hard on the pink cock. She fell on top of me and fell asleep cuddling me tightly.
I myself was exhausted and passed out.
She woke me after some time. during the night.
“Hey, wake up, I’m sorry for going wild on you for some time. I hope it’s wasn't too painful.” She said tearfully, her voice full of remorse.
“You don’t have ever to apologize to me mistress.” I said to her, my heart breaking at the sight of her sad innocent face.
“You know, tonight was the most fun I have ever had. All because of you.” She said staring at me with those big beautiful green eyes.
What was going on? My mistress was apologetic AND complimenting me? Maybe this was a trap.
“Tell me, do you really want to be my doggy, or do you want to be a girlie like me from now on?” She asked.
“Anything is fine with me.” I answered.
“No, I personally think you should be my girlie doll. That way I won’t hurt you so much. If you were my doggy, I’ll feel like beating you all the time. And you are so pretty. You ate my pussy so well, better than Troy. But HE fucks me much better. But still you satisfied one of my fantasy to being fucked by one of my favorite anime characters. Troy doesn't want to fuck me in that costume.
“Well do you? Want to be my girlie??”
“Yes.” I answered. “I want to be a cute girlie like you.”
This was a longest day I've ever had in my life. I never felt this exhausted. I just wanted to get this over with. I just wanted to sleep.
“Hold up a moment.” She told me.
She took something from her drawer, a box of medicines and syringes.
“I knew this would come useful some day.”
She exposed a vein on my body and inserted the syringe inside me, injecting me of the strange serum she had. She then removed my costume and applied some medicinal cream on all my wounds and bites. I may have misjudged her. She COULD be compassionate when she liked something. Maybe she was Bipolar.
“Do you feel better?” She asked me. I did start to feel better. And numb and high, either due to the healing cream or the serum. It felt like the best drug I ever took. I felt warm and fuzzy, and giggled a lot.
She took another thing like a toothpick with some insignia. She pressed it on my hip. I screamed as I felt a burning sensation. After she removed it, I saw it was a tattoo of the 'owned by Domina' logo.
“I’ve branded you now, you are my property.”
She took a VR goggles and placed them on my eyes. And a headphone on my head. “Enjoy and sweet dreams.” She said and cuddled with me finally going to sleep.
All night I watched videos of cute anime girls with their soft voice telling me the advantages of being a girl and a princess. There were some hypnosis videos too sponsored by famous gender psychologists explaining the pleasures of dressing up as a pretty girl for your man. Explaining female orgasms, from being penetrated. Their hypnotic voice and rhythm boomed inside my head. I soon blacked out and dozed off. All night I dreamt of dressing up like a princess like Linda and fucked by black men, that hypnotic voice still in my head.
I woke up next morning, Linda’s pretty face staring at me. She kissed me on the lips and we made out, our tongues playing. I woke up and felt refreshed. My mind was numb. We took a bath together and we scrubbed and cleaned each other.
My swollen penis, was hard and I felt aroused out of my mind. My entire body was in heat, I felt fuzzy and comfortable like a pretty girl.
I sat down in front of her mirror. She combed my short hair in a nice hairstyle.
I stared at myself in the mirror. All the bite marks from the previous night were gone, with only small red hickeys in their place. She put on mascara and makeup and coated my lips with pink lipstick. "Your hair is so short." She remarked. He brought a blonde wig and placed it on my head and fastened it tightly on my hair. She blindfolded me. She worked on my body for some time, powdering me, perfuming me. She wore a dress on me, that most likely covered every part of my body but my caged clitty.
She removed the blindfold. "Voilà, surprise!!” She yelled.
I looked exactly like her. Pink dress with blonde curls, pink lipstick and a really cute face. I was wearing a short skirt and my caged cock was seen easily. Even the black brand tattoo she placed on me the previous night was visible on my exposed waist. The only difference was our height, I was slightly taller than her.
“Ooooohh!! You are so freakin cute!!” She screamed and I giggled uncontrollably at her compliment.
“Mistress please, I’m hungry.” I told her.
She had breakfast brought to her room. “Eat in small bites, she advised me. As a girlie you can’t eat like a pig.”
I ate slowly taking small bite sizes, even when I was ravenous. She deliberately dropped some pieces of breakfast on the floor. “Eat it she motioned to me. Don’t waste food.”
I ate some of the food off her feet and cleaned her feet afterwards.
“Thank you mistress, that was yummy.” I told her.
“We have the best chef of course. I was told you need to be sent for training every morning. I will miss you.” She said.
I told her I would miss her as well. She let me by my collar outside. Her house was vast and beautiful with a beach nearby and a Dockyard for private cruises. It was like a beach resort hotel. There were artistic and sensual paintings of beautiful naked women on every wall. Outside, the gardens looked well kept. I passed by many open rooms, seeing a yoga class, where children and women of all ages were performing stretches. There was even a room where ballerinas performed. The only way I could tell the difference between the girls and cute sissies were by the sissy’s exposed crotch and cute penises locked in cages like mine. She led me to a classroom.
Outside the class I was going to, there were some ladies who looked surprised at Linda leading me with a leash. “Linda!!! You got yourself a sissy!!! She is so beautiful!!” They all commented.
I felt myself blushing.
“This is where I leave you. She told me. Have a wonderful day in class!!”
She kissed me and left. Once out of earshot those ladies began badmouthing her, saying things like how long would IT last.
“You are the luckiest sissy alive, for someone like HER to like you.” They told me.
“She is an amazing mistress.” Told them with my cutest feminine voice. My mistress appeared to be misunderstood by everyone. I was angry at those girls for insulting her. I was indebted to her. She was my goddess, and a dangerous force of nature, I knew she liked me in her own way, and would protect me, even if she was a bit eccentric. We were similar in a way, she was misunderstood and a black sheep in her own house just as how I was in mine. We were a perfect pair, I was bound to her and would never abandon my goddess. We shared a same destiny.
I entered the classroom. It read English class but It seemed to be divided in two. Farthest one contained all masculine men. The one I was entering read ‘Feminine English’.
This was a beginning of a new day, and a new life for me. Yesterday was sure painful, but I finally found a goal, an objective. My aimless life finally had purpose. There were teenage girls and sissy boys everywhere, all of them younger than me as I entered.
“Welcome, welcome!! Said the instructor. This is our newest addition to our English class. Sure, she is older than all of you but we can all get along can’t we? What is your name sissy?”
End OF PART 1
