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.

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!"

Sissy Cheerleader

For the last three years, there has been a new tradition at State U football games.  After every big play -- a touchdown, a sack, an interception -- a cute little cheerleader named Stacey rushes onto the field and leaps into the arms of whoever made the big play and gives him a big wet kiss!  The crowd at the State U stadium really enjoys the new tradition.  They laugh and chant, "Slut!  Slut!  Slut!" as Stacey leaps onto one of the massive players to lock lips while everyone watches and cheers.

The players, of course, love feeling Stacey wrap her arms around their big strong necks.  And Stacey doesn't just give the boys a little kiss.  Oh no!  Stacey has been instructed to "open wide" and to suck eagerly on the players' tongues.  Stacey does this while the whole stadium -- and the television audience -- watches.  Some players like to give Stacey's ass a squeeze which always make the fans go even crazier!

Everyone enjoys the new tradition -- the fans, the players, the media -- everyone expect poor little Stacey.  You see, Stacey isn't really a cheerleader.  Stacey isn't even really a girl.  Stacey is a little Sissy that I had feminized.  Just another teenage crossdresser that had fallen into my clutches.  State U's Athletic Director had purchased Stacey from me as a "motivational tool" to encourage the team.

And it has really worked!  Ever since Stacey has been part of the "team," State U has been 22 - 6!  And they received Bowl Game invitations two years in a row!

When the team wins a game, there is an all night party in the locker room -- and Sissy Stacey is the "entertainment."  The hulking players take turns having sex with their Sissy cheerleader until they are too tired to fuck him anymore.  The players don't care that Stacey is a Sissy and not a real girl.  After all, no real girl would tolerate the humiliation and abuse that Sissy Stacey has to endure.  Plus, Sissy Stacey makes for a wonderful little fuck toy.  He can deep throut even the biggest cocks.  And the team loves ramming their dicks into his tight little "Sissy Pussy." And when the party is over, Sissy Stacey has to walk home all the way across campus in his cum-soaked cheerleader's uniform, much to the amusement of any students he passes along the way. 

"Home" for Sissy Stacey is the Athletic Director's house, where Stacey lives in a lonely cell in the basement.  And when Stacey isn't entertaining the crowds and "motivating"the team, the Athletic Director himself often enjoys Stacey's "talents."

This morning, the Athletic Director was up having his morning coffee when his cum-drenched Stacey staggered home from last night's locker room victory party.  "Ah, Stacey, you're finally home.  I've been thinking, since you've been such a help to our football program, I've decide that this winter you should do the same for our basketball team.  Isn't that a great idea?"

Sissy Stacey collapsed onto the floor in tears at the thought of being a sex slave for both the football AND the basketball teams.

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.