Saturday, August 11, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 7

"Now I don't know if you ever take Sissy Erica out with you in the evenings, but I think this dress would be perfect for a sissy night on the town," Ms. Trainer began as Erica re-entered the room, this time wearing a little black dress embellished with rhinestone around the neckline.  The dress was simple, classic -- but Erica still looked so damn sexy!

"Yes, sometimes we take Erica out with us, often when we have a male friend of Roberto's visiting from out of town.  It's fun for us to make it a double date, letting Erica be a real man's pretty date for the evening.  And yes, this dress would be perfect!  What man wouldn't love having a sexy escort like that!" Roberto heartily agreed.

Changing the subject, I asked, "So tell me, what is the diet you put the sissies on to get them so...svelte?"

"Erica, tell your wife/mistress what you ate while you were here."

Erica mumbled a response that I couldn't understand.

"Oh speak up, Erica, for God's sake! Nobody likes a mumbling sissy!"




"Baby food," Erica managed to say.

"What?" I exclaimed.  Barely able to contain my surprise and laughter.

"Oh, yes," Ms. Trainer explained.  "It's a wonderful way to control and minimize portions and calories and dignity.  One small jar, three times a day, will guarantee rapid weight and self-respect loss."

"No wonder he looks so slim and dainty," I remarked.

"Erica, sweetie," Ms. Trainer asked. "What else did you eat while you were here?"

Erica looked terrified.  "Nothing, Ms. Trainer.  I ate nothing else.  Only the food that I was given.  Honest."  Erica looked panicked, believing that he was being accused of an infraction of the rules.

"Don't get your panties in a twist, sweetie.  You're not in trouble.  I was just pointing out that you ate something besides baby food all summer."

Erica still looked confused and frightened.  "I was just pointing out, Erica," Ms. Trainer explained a bit impatiently, "that you also ate a lot of semen over the past twelve weeks.  And I mean a lot!  Isn't that true, Erica?"

Erica's fear instantly turned to intense shame.  "Yes, Ms. Trainer," came the pitiful response.  "I did eat a lot of semen."

"You see?" Ms. Trainer added.  "Our sissies get a perfectly balanced diet here!"  I almost fell on the floor laughing when she said that.

"Let's see another dress!" Ms. Trainer chirped.



Tuesday, July 31, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 6

Erica re-emerged from the other room, this time wearing a lovely silver dress with a matching chiffon bolero.  It accented his fabulous new figure superbly.  He looked so elegant and dainty.

"Ms. Trainer, please tell me more about the training Erica has received since he's been here," I inquired.

"Of course," Ms. Trainer replied.  "This is a brand new program for us and I am very pleased with how well it went in its first year."

She continued, "I developed a curriculum that would help advanced sissies, like Erica here, develop the skills they need to take their service and submission to you to the next level.  The course work covered three main areas: service skills, beauty and comportment, and sex techniques."  Roberto was suddenly interested in hearing more when the third item was mentioned.


"In the area of service, Erica has been learning wonderful new skills.  He can now perform a Swedish Massage on the two of you.  He has learned some interesting new breakfast in bed recipes and serving ideas.  And he has learned important new skills to help you plan and hostess and serve when you are entertaining.  Isn't that all correct, Erica?"

"Yes, Ms. Trainer," came the soft reply. "That is all correct."

"Erica, take off the little jacket while I continue," Ms. Trainer instructed.

"Yes, Ms Trainer," Erica said as he complied.

"Where was I?  Oh yes, beauty and comportment.  Well this whole decorative sissy thing requires some new skills for our sissies, like making themselves as pretty as possible and posing for hours like a mannequin..."

"Or a Barbie," Roberto interjected.  We all laughed.

"And he can do his own hair.  Isn't it lovely?  It's very difficult to make it look so nice, but Erica has been a very good sissy student.  Of course he has to sleep in his curlers, which is very uncomfortable, but it's all worth it."

Ms. Trainer continued.  "In the sex department, well that's where things got the most interesting.  Wouldn't you agree, Erica?"

"Yes, Ms. Trainer," came the timid and shameful reply.



"Our little Erica here has developed some impressive new skills.  We did lots of fellatio practice over the past twelve weeks. Erica can now accept the biggest imaginable cock down his throat.  We also had a pussy worship course -- I taught that one myself.  And I'm pleased to report that Erica has a very, very talented tongue.  You will be very pleased.  We also practiced some group sex.  Erica learned to take two dicks up his ass and two more in his mouth, all at the same time!  Erica, how much is two dicks plus two dicks?" Ms. Trainer asked in her speaking-to-a-child voice.

"Four dicks, Ms. Trainer," came the pitiful reply.

"Oh my, Erica!  Did you pleasure four men at once?  Why what a little whore you are!"

We burst into laughter once again.

"Go change, Erica," Ms. Trainer instructed.






Friday, July 20, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 5

When Erica reappeared, Ms. Trainer excitedly said, "Oh, Roberto, this one is for you!  Now I know you like to have the boys over every Wednesday for poker.  And I know you like to have Erica serve them drinks and food and so on.  Now, what do your buddies think about being served by a sissy?"

"Some of them are really freaked out by it," replied Roberto. "But most are into it, since he is so pretty and will do whatever they tell him to do."

"Well, imagine this, Roberto.  Instead of greeting your friends in a maid's uniform, picture Erica appearing dressed like this!  He looks like the hostess at a fancy club or casino, don't you think?  I think it will really add some elegance to your poker parties.  Now are you getting the idea of what a 'decorative sissy' can be?"

"Yes, I think so.  I mean, he looks fantastic in that dress.  It's SO short!" he said with a giant smile.

"Now wait until you see this," added Ms. Trainer.


And with that she instructed Erica to remove the little chiffon bolero jacket that he had been wearing over his dress. Two skinny straps held up Erica's sparkly blue dress.  The spaghetti straps seemed to accentuate how skinny and delicate his shoulders now were.

"Oh, yeah," said Roberto. "That is so fuckin' hot!"

"I knew you'd like this," said Ms. Trainer.  "And I know your friends will as well.  I think they will really enjoy ogling your sissy while he is dressed like this.  I bet a lot of hands will find their way up that short skirt for a grab of his cute little ass, don't you think?"

"I know it!" said Roberto.  "Turn around, bitch," Roberto ordered.

Roberto went over and did exactly what Ms. Trainer described.  He roughly reached up under Erica's short dress and gave his bottom a hard squeeze.  "You like that, don't you, you stupid sissy bitch?"

"Oh yes sir," Erica obediently replied. "Yes, I like it when you grab my ass.  Sir."

"I think your friends will never miss another poker night ever again," opined Ms. Trainer.  "Now, be a good little sissy and put on another of your pretty new dresses for us."

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 4

Erica re-entered the room where Roberto, Ms. Trainer and I were sitting.  This time he was wearing an elegant gold cocktail dress, sleeveless with a deep vee back.  The bodice of the dress was decorated with little pearls, while a wide sash of gathered fabric wrapped around him, just below the bust.  He looked so elegant and beautiful.  Simply stunning!                                                                          I was still astonished by how skinny and delicate he looked, his pretty new dress draped over his slender shoulders.  Ever since I feminized him five years ago, I have been able to easily dominate Erica -- mentally and physically -- but in his current emaciated state, I'm was pretty sure I would be able to do anything I could imagine to him physically.  Pick him up.  Throw him down.  Slap him around.  Anything.  The thought got me excited.
I looked again at Erica's face.  The fear and sadness were so visible, his eyes barely holding back back tears of shame and anxiety.                                                                                         "What's with this crazy fashion show?" Roberto asked. "Why can't we just throw Erica into the trunk of the car and take him home already?"                                                                                         "Roberto, I already explained this to you about a dozen times," I said with some exasperation.  "Part of the training Erica received was in becoming a 'decorative sissy.'  Ms. Trainer is letting us see some of Erica's new outfits that he'll be wearing at home."

"What's wrong with his maid's uniforms?" Roberto asked.                                                                                                                                                Ms. Trainer jumped in to help me out.  "Roberto, 'decorative sissies' are all the latest rage.  Of course it only really works if you have an exceptionally pretty sissy like Erica.  But let me explain.  Of course there is nothing wrong with him wearing a maid's uniform.  When Erica is doing his chores -- cooking, cleaning, etc. -- he will continue to dress as a maid.  But at other times he can serve you in a more 'decorative' manner.  Like when he is bringing you coffee in bed or greeting you when you return home in the evening, Erica will change into one of his pretty new dresses and high strappy shoes so he can look his very best while he's serving you.  And think how elegant it will be when Erica greets your guests at the front door dressed like this, to take their coats and to show them in.  And say you and your wife are relaxing in den or entertaining another couple, Erica can be posed where ever you want him, silently and motionlessly adding some beauty to your home.  As a 'decorative sissy,' think of him more like a pretty vase or painting on the wall than as a person."

"Or a Barbie doll," Roberto responded.

 "Yes. Very much like a Barbie doll," Ms. Trainer replied.  "But you can't gang fuck a Barbie doll in the ass, now can you?"  We all had a huge laugh at Ms. Trainer's joke.  Well, all except Erica.                                                                                          "But won't that be a lot of extra work, changing in and out of his maid's dress and these fancy dresses, re-doing his hair and make-up, several times a day?" Roberto asked.                                                                                                               "Of course it will be a lot of extra time and effort for Erica, but he doesn't mind.  Do you, sweetie?  You will be honored to work hard to be extra pretty around the house. Right?"
"Yes, Ms. Trainer.  I will be honored to make myself extra pretty around the house," Erica replied softly, staring down at the floor, unable to meet our eyes as his future as a Barbie-like fuck toy was joked about right in front of him.                                                                                               "Such a sweet sissy," Ms. Trainer cooed.  "Time for another dress!"





Saturday, June 30, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 3

"Oh, this is one of my favorite dresses," Ms. Trainer gushed as Erica re-entered the room where we were sitting.  "It's so prim and proper, with its high satin collar and elbow-length sleeves.  But it's so short!  It really shows off Erica's pretty legs, don't you agree?  And the illusion top really makes it so sexy."                                                                                                    Roberto and I heartily agreed.  "His legs are perfect!" I enthused.  "I think his legs are better than mine. I'm jealous!"                                                                                            "Naughty sissy!" Ms. Trainer pretend scolded.  "Making your wife jealous.  That won't do.  I imagine you will have to be punished for that."  Ms. Trainer winked at me and gave me a big smile, enjoying adding a little extra terror to Erica's day.

"Stand right there, Erica," Ms. Trainer instructed as she invited me to stand next to Erica.  "Just look at how tailored and form-fitting this dress is." She took my hand and placed it on Erica's waist.  "Can you feel the special corset he is wearing under his dress?" she asked me. "These new corsets are so smooth and thin, you can't see them, even under the tightest or clingiest of outfits.  But it's on there, really cinching Erica in where he needs it most."  I ran my hands around Erica's mid-section.                                                                                                                                 "Oh yes," I said. "I can definitely feel it.  It feels like it is made of steel -- it's so hard."                                                                                                       "Yes, exactly," Ms. Trainer confirmed. "It's an amazing contraption.  It's impossible for Erica to put it on or take it off by himself.  You will have to zip him in and out of it.  But I recommend that sissies keep their corsets on almost 24 hours a day.  It is a very good idea for sissies to sleep in their corsets. It helps with making the figure training permanent.  And while wearing this corset, your little sissy will never slouch again. I think proper posture is so important for a sissy."

Then Roberto spoke up.  "Did you cut off his dick?" he asked, completely out of the blue.                                                                         "Oh goodness no," answered Ms. Trainer.  "I would never do that without explicit instructions from a sissy's owners."                                                                                            I explained.  "Roberto has been urging me to have Erica's dick cut off so he can have a real pussy made.  Someday we'll do that, Roberto.  Just be patient.  I want Erica to keep his little dickie for a while longer.  I don't want him to start thinking he's a real woman.  Anyway, Roberto, I know you enjoy fucking Erica's tight sissy-pussy, now don't you?" 

Roberto had to admit he did.

"You are a very lucky sissy, Erica," Ms. Trainer said. "Your wife/mistress and her lover are very fond of you and take wonderful care of you.  Don't you agree, dear?"

"Yes, Ms. Trainer.  I agree.  I am very lucky that my owners take such good care of me," Erica managed to whisper.

"Very good, sweetie," Ms. Trainer said.  "Now go put on the next outfit."






Sunday, June 10, 2018

A Sissy Refresher -- Part 2

After a few minutes, Sissy Erica returned to the room, this time wearing a delightful navy blue, knee length cocktail dress.  The fabric gathered below the bust highlighting Erica's exquisite figure. His hair was still perfectly coifed as he paraded in front of us atop his silver heels.

I was completely struck by how beautiful he was -- sexy actually -- yet at the same time his eyes clearly showed the extreme sadness and shame and fear he was feeling.

"Turn around, sweetie," Ms. Trainer instructed.  "We want to see you from every angle.  Erica complied, showing us his sweet little ass, his dress tailored to highlight his tush. It looked just as perfect as it did in the gold silk dress he was wearing before. "Go ahead, Roberto," Ms. Trainer urged.  "Go ahead and give it a squeeze -- or a spank. I'm sure you want to!" she said with a laugh.  And with that Roberto got up from the sofa and walked up to Erica, still standing motionless with his back to us.  Roberto but his hand on Erica's ass and started rubbing and squeezing. "Oh, yeah. That's nice!" Roberto reported. "Really nice..."  Despite his extensive training, I could see Erica shudder and stiffen as Roberto placed his big manly hand on his pert little bottom.







"That's enough for now," I said to Roberto. "There will be plenty of time for that when we get home."

I have to apologize.  I jumped right into my story without giving you any of the background.  Eric and I were married about seven years ago.  It wasn't until after we were married that I learned that Eric was a sissy crossdresser.  He tried to hide it from me but of course I figured out what was going on.  Well about five years ago I decided that I was tiring of Eric's secretive crossdressing on the weekends and his pathetic attempts to act masculine the rest of the time.  I was no longer interested in him sexually and I wanted to make some major changes in our lives.  I decided that it was time for him to give into his weak, feminine and submissive nature once and for all.  I did some research and learned about Ms. Trainer's Transformation Services.  This was exactly what I wanted. I immediately enrolled Eric in the complete sissification package.  He cried and cried when he realized what was about to happen to him as I handed him over to Ms. Trainer's staff.  But they quickly sedated him and dragged him inside to begin his fourteen month conversion.



At about the same time that I deposited hubby Eric at the Transformation Academy, I met my current lover, Roberto.  Roberto is an amazing lover -- strong and masculine.  He and I share the Master Bedroom.  And Eric -- now Erica -- has moved into a small bedroom near the laundry.  Erica is our submissive sissy maid 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.  He is our personal slave doing whatever we want or need -- he cooks and cleans, serves us breakfast in bed, he massages and bathes us --everything.  And Roberto really enjoys fucking Erica, especially when I'm away.  I don't mind.  Roberto is a real man and he has his needs.

Roberto and I decided that we would celebrate our five year anniversary by taking a three month tour of Europe.  I was so excited!  It was going to cost a fortune, but that's OK because Eric had made millions in software before he became Erica.  And now Eric's millions are all mine.

Anyway, Roberto and I planned our trip.  But what to do about Erica? We couldn't leave him unsupervised for three months.  So I call Ms. Trainer for advice.  She suggested that, while we were away, I leave Erica with her for a brand new program she was launching -- An intensive "Sissy Refresher Course" for advanced sissies. Ms. Trainer gave me an initial description over the phone and later emailed me more details.  It sounded perfect so I agreed right away, even though it was very, very expensive.  And now that I was seeing the results, I know we had made the right decision and it was worth every penny.

"That's very nice Erica," Ms. Trainer said.  "Go back and put on the next outfit and model it for us."  And off Erica went again.

Before Erica minced out of the room on his high silver heels, I caught his eye once again.  Whatever Ms. Trainer had done to him over the past twelve weeks had left him a nervous, terrified wreck.