4 Million Page Views! Get Ready for a Sissy Celebration!

Congratulations all you Sissies, Admirers, Masters and Mistresses! We have now reached 4 million page views! Isn't that wonderful!  I want to personally thank all of you for visiting my site and making this blog such a success.

Obviously, this proves just how many sissies are living out there -- all around the world -- in need of a firm, guiding hand to help them on their sissy journeys and to fulfill their sissy destinies.














Now it is time to celebrate!  I want all you Sissies reading this to join in our worldwide celebrations -- just like Sissy Ginger is doing.  I sent Sissy Ginger an email earlier with instructions. And Sissy Ginger is very obedient and will exactly as he is told.


First you need to do your hair and make-up. It has to be perfect for tonight.  Make sure those pouty, pretty lips are red and glossy -- your mouth will be definitely be put to work tonight!



Then put on your sexiest undies. Look at how pretty Sissy Ginger looks in his bra and panties!  Sissy Ginger has been on a strict diet for the last six months and it has really paid off, don't you think?  And he has tucked his little sissy clitty away so well -- you can hardly see any bulge at all in his pretty panties.

Did you buy a special dress for tonight?  Sissy Ginger bought two. Which do you think he will wear tonight?  I hope he picks the silver one.  I love how it sparkles!  I know he will get extra attention tonight if he wears that one.




















      








Sissy Ginger grabs his purse and his car keys and heads out to the big party. Tonight there are going to be big celebrations for our 4 million page views in LA, New York, Miami, Berlin, Marseilles, Hong Kong and Sydney! Sissy Ginger lives in Miami and  has been instructed to go to the club on South Beach that I have reserved for tonight.  The club will be filled with sissies and Admirers.  There will be music, an open bar -- and no rules!

Sissy Ginger will get a lot of attention at the club tonight because he is such a beautiful sissy. Men will be competing with each other for the opportunity to flirt with him, to dance with him, to run their hands over his soft, slender body.



Oh dear, it looks like Sissy Ginger has been drugged and taken back to some man's home.  Sissy Ginger's night is going to start getting really freaky now!  I think that's the perfect way to celebrate!  

Tell me, Sissies, how are you going to celebrate our 4 million page views?  Remember Sissies, you are required to leave comments to express your sissy feelings for all the world to see!

Lots more weird and wonderful Sissy stories coming soon!  

Completing My Husband's Sissy Journey - Part 3

Tonight, Marcus, Colette and I are "staying in" for the evening.  Colette prepared a lovely dinner for the three of us.  After he had finished clearing the dishes, Colette and I went up to our bedroom to get ready for the rest of the evening.

Colette took off the pretty little black dress he had been wearing and changed into a sexy outfit I had bought for him -- a silk brochade corset in the deepest green, sheer black opera gloves, and black seamed stockings. I had him slip on his sexiest shoes -- black platforms with a 6 inch heel.  He looked so beautiful as he stood in front of the mirror to brush his hair and to freshen his red red lipstick.  I noticed with great pleasure how his diet of female hormones combined with the corset was making his bottom look so soft and round.

I could see that Colette was getting nervous about what was about to happen so I gave him a Valium to settle him down a bit.  

I changed into a lacy black negilgee.  Almost as sexy as Colette's outfit but much more comfortable.

I posed Colette on the edge of a chair and invited Marcus into the bedroom.  When he saw the two of us in our sexy black outfits I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head.  Marcus told Colette to stand and to turn around so he could enjoy the view of sexy Colette from every angle.  "That is one fine looking sissy!" Marcus said appreciatively.




























I wrapped my arms around our handsome lover.  "Well, Marcus, where do you want to begin.  Would you like us to suck your dick together?" I asked.  "Or maybe you'd like to fuck me while Colette tongues you asshole?"

"Nah," he replied.  "The sissy can wait.  I just want to have sex with you for a while."

"OK, darling.  Whatever you want.  Colette, sweetie, please go wait in ths closet until Marcus and I are done," I instructed. The combination of the wine from dinner and the Valium were having an effect on Colette. Obediently, he walked into the closet as he had done on other occassions when Marcus and I needed some alone time.  I closed the closet door and Marcus and I made passionate (and very loud!) love while Colette listened and waited in the closet. 

After Marcus had fully satisfied -- and exhausted -- me, he called out, "Sissy!  Get in here!"  Colette emerged from the closet.  "Get on the bed," Marcus instructed.



"Oh!" I exclaimed.  "He looks so pretty.  Let me take some photos before you two have sex!" I said.  I grabbed my camera and had Colette assume a variety of sexy photos on the bed.  Marcus was clearly getting turned on watching this, his huge cock already starting to get hard again.

I kept taking photos as Marcus used poor little Colette for his enjoyment, first with Colette's mouth and then with his "sissy pussy."  I have a whole collection of Colette's "action photos" posted on the web.

When Marcus was finally done cumming in my sweet little Colette, he told Colette to go sleep in the guest room so he could spend the rest of the night with me alone.  As Colette was about to leave the bedroom I said, "Colette, aren't you forgetting something?"

"Oh yes, of course," he replied. "Thank you for fucking me Mr. Marcus.  And thank you for fucking and pleasuring my wife in ways I never could."

"You're welcome, sissy," Marcus replied.  "Now get out."  And with that, Colette retreated to the little guest room for the night, a little unsteady in his high heels on account of the wine, the Valium and the serious fucking he had just had endured.

A Simple Minded Sissy

Poor Sissy Gretchen.  His transformation had been particularly difficult.  He had resisted the process every step of the way.  He simply would not cooperate with the plans I had for him.  But I knew he would make an exceptionally pretty -- and valuable -- sissy once the transformation was complete.

Through a combination of drugs, hypnosis, electroshock and beatings, I was eventually able to break through his resistance and complete his conversion.  And I was right -- I was able to transform this young man into one of the prettiest sissies I ever made.

Aided by a daily dose of narcotics, Sissy Gretchen becomes a simple minded little sissy who no longer has any will of his own.  He will obediently follow any instruction given no matter how demeaning or disgusting.  That makes him the perfect sissy escort.  I have a long list of wealthy men who have no problem paying me thousands of dollars for a few hours with this gorgeous and completely docile sissy love doll.

At the end of every long day of sissy sex servitude, Sissy Gretchen has an unusual bedtime routine.  He strips off his pretty dress and slips into a sexy, sheer and very revealing baby doll nightgown. Then he allows me to put a ball gag in his mouth and to tie his wrists and ankles to the bedposts.  Sissy Gretchen falls asleep, content and mindless.  I leave his bedroom light on.

These bedtime preparations are required because during the hours before dawn, Sissy Gretchen will awaken as yesterday's dose of narcotics begin to wear off.  As his brain begins to refocus, he remembers who he was -- and what he has become.  I expect his mind is flooded, all at once, with images of his feminized self submitting to the disgusting demands of his many male clients.  The terror he experiences is amplified by seeing his own gorgeous sissy reflection in the mirrored ceiling above his bed, his enormous breasts barely concealed by his sheer baby doll nightie.  He writhes in mental agony on top of his bed, struggling to free himself from his lashings.  His screams muffled by the bright red ball gag in his mouth.

I allow this to continue to a couple of hours until I am ready to get out of bed and deal with poor Sissy Gretchen.  By then he is a wreck, overcome by his exhaustion and horror.  I stand above him and tease him.  "Oh, what's the matter sissy?" I might say.  "Don't you like staring at your sexy reflection in the ceiling mirror?  Aren't you happy that you are now a perfect sissy slut?  Didn't you have fun yesterday -- and everyday -- doing all those nasty things you did to all those men?"  It doesn't take much to get him to start sobbing.

Eventually I take pity on him I inject him with today's dose of narcotics.  He slips back into unconsciousness for a couple of hours.  When he awakens later, the episode he experienced just a few hours earlier will have been completely forgotten, as he begins another day of obedient sissy sex servitude.

Helpless Sissy Love Doll

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A Sissy Plaything

How did this happen to me?


It all started out innocently enough.  I visited a "tranformation/make-over" service called Jessica's Salon I found on Craig's List.  It was wonderful!  I had been a crossdresser for several years but was never satisified by how I looked. But after visiting Jessica, everything changed.  She could really make me look beautiful.


I started going about once a month -- and then twice a month.  Then Jessica told me that I should start coming twice a week -- for free!  I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  So I started visiting twice a week.  But after a couple of months, I started to notice some changes in my body.  My skin was becoming softer and my chest and hips started to get rounder, fuller.



Just as I was starting to get worried about these changes, Jessica announced that since this "Preliminary Feminization" had gone so well that I was about to undergo "Extreme Feminization."  I told her that I was uncomfortable with the changes to my body and that I wanted to stop.  She just laughed.  "Oh, but you can't stop!" she said.  "I have big plans for you!"

Her big plans included keeping me drugged and chained for nine months while I was subjected to massive hormones and forced comestic surgery.  I was beaten into assuming the role of a submissive Sissy plaything for horny men.  I was given enormous breasts and was forced to prance around in nothing but sexy underwear.

Six weeks ago, Jessica sold me to Mister Philip.  Mister Philip is a successful hedge fund manager who can afford anything and what he wanted more than anything was a Sissy sex toy.  He is such a pervert.  He is turned on by the knowledge that I am not only trapped as his possession and prisoner, but that I am also trapped in a woman's body and in the role of his girlish love toy. 

And so a now live as Mister Philip's sexy plaything, catering to his every sexual desire.  He owns and controls every aspect of my being.  And there is no hope of escape...ever.

Reluctant Sissy Bride

  

The Colombian drug lord had waited a long time and paid a quarter million dollars to have this Sissy made for him. His heart raced and his cock swelled the instant he laid eyes on the equisite Sissy bride sitting before him.

Two years ago, the drug lord had been betrayed by a former business partner. He thought long and hard about how he would get his revenge. And so he arranged for the kidnapping of deceitful partner's only teenage son and to transform the spoiled brat into his very own Sissy wife.

"Well done, Arturo, well done," the drug lord said to the Sissy's trainer and surgeon.

"Yes," Arturo replied. "He is stunning, isn't he. He makes such a lovely bride. It's such a shame that he has been so resistant to the transformation, to his new body and his new life. It has been necessary to either keep him drugged or in restraints at all times. He is horrified -- nearly to the point of insanity -- by what we've done to him. It's unfortunate."

"Quite the contrary, Arturo. I'm delighted that the forced sissification has been torture for him. This couldn't be better!" the drug lord said with glee, enjoying the sweetness of his revenge.

"The Sissy's drugs are wearing off," Arturo explained. "I knew you wanted him awake and lucid for your wedding ceremony. His hands are tightly bound behind him; I suggest you keep him in restraints when not drugged. After the ceremony, let me know if you want him drugged for your wedding night."

"Oh goodness no!" replied the drug lord. "I will just tie him to my bed. I want my little Sissy to be able to enjoy his first night in bed as my little Sissy wife."  

Sissy Drugged for Party Night

Sissy Maria was just starting to regain consciousness, having been heavily drugged earlier in the day -- as always happened before the weekly "party nights" that the Master arranged.  As Sissy Maria re-awakened, he could see that he had been dressed in a very sexy and revealing belly dancer's outfit.  In the mirrored ceiling he could see that his hair and make-up had done -- he had been primped and painted and dressed as a super sexy harem girl.  The room was still spinning as he started to become aware that he was surrounded by a dozen men, all of whom were starting to remove their pants.  He tried to move but the drugs left her with no control of his body.  He couldn't even scream.  He was stuck, on display on the table in the middle of the room full of his Master's horny and perverted friends.  Poor Sissy Maria, the drugs had now worn off enough that he was fully aware of the gang rape he was about to endure -- but was unable to defend himself in any way.  He squeezed her eyes tightly shut and began to silently sob at his fate. 

Sissy Party Preparations