Sissy Training | At some point sissy may need a good Mistress

Sissy Training | Advice from a Mistress on how to train sissies

After intensive sissy training Sarah and Dee are just the perfect little sluts

Shannon is a Mistress with 20 years’ experience who specialises in feminising guys. She currently has two sissies called Sarah and Dee.

“The internet has been a great help in finding what I want. Before that, I used to put ads in papers but that was a long, drawn out process and not very reliable. Today, it’s almost instantaneous. You can log onto a chat room and find what you’re looking for, check it out straight away. That’s where I found Sarah and Dee. They live as fulltime girls now but Sarah was an accountant and Dee had worked in various pubs. They were both single, which helped. They’re pretty little things now, and they adore their Mistress.”

“Punishment shouldn’t be random. There must be a reason for it or it loses impact. Sometimes, one of the girls will do something wrong on purpose. Sarah seems to like that side of things more than Dee who’s quite passive. Punishment takes many forms: a good flogging, giving the girl an unsavoury task to complete, tying her up, making her sleep on a hard floor. If they’ve been very naughty then there’s no real substitute for a long period of restraint. Blindfold her, gag her and tie her arms and legs. She’ll soon learn respect.”

“It’s important to get them on their knees in front of you straight away. You have to take control. Some you can control totally from the start, others it’s a gradual process and that really gives you a sense of satisfaction. Before they know it they’re totally sissified and there’s no turning back.”

“Orgasm denial works particularly well with sissies in getting them to do what you want. Both mine have their cocks restrained and are unable to masturbate unless I give permission. It makes them very amenable. I’ve taught Dee to cum on command but it’s taking a little longer with Sarah.”

“I have a doctor friend who advises me on hormone treatment and Dee recently had breast implants and is very proud of her new 36C’s. Sarah is next, once she’s learned to cum on command. She wants large breasts but I don’t think they will suit her. We shall see.”

“You have to realise that this is a lifetime commitment. You can’t just play around with these girls so you have to make sure it’s what you want. My advice to first timers is this: Patience, lot’s of patience. Don’t be in a hurry to get things done and don’t fret if there are set-backs.”

Sissy Training | How to trap your sissy

She'll thank you for this

You’re ready to begin the sissification process, you’ve chosen your target, now you must have a plan. 

Here are some that have been used in the past:

Blackmail: Theresa was a 28 year old secretary working for a banking firm. She was constantly being pestered by Daniel who seemed to look at her as just a sex object. Theresa got herself an IT degree and was promoted to help with the companies’ computer system. There she discovered that Daniel had been downloading porn off the internet. This gave Theresa the perfect opportunity to blackmail Daniel because he couldn’t afford to lose his job. Daniel has now been transformed into Sabrina and is working as Theresa’s assistant. Theresa owns her own company.

 

Corsets are ideal for sissy

Hypnosis: If your target has never before thought about being a girl you can implant feelings and urges through the use of hypnosis. Sarah did this to her husband. She would get him drunk and then put on a pair of headphones with hypnotic suggestions that George should start getting interested in the feel and look of women’s panties.When Sarah came home one day and found her husband asleep on the bed wearing her basque she photographed him and threatened to tell his friends down at the cricket club.

Sarah then changed her useless husband into Mimi the french maid who she hires out to her friends to supplement her income. Needless to say, Mimi doesn’t play cricket anymore.

Coercion: Mandy loved her husband but had always had feelings for other girls.

Through love and subtle coercion she transformed Steve into Tiffany, her lesbian lover.

She began by saying what a turn on it was for him to wear her underwear and secretly

gave him hormones to increase the size of his bust. She was so attentive and loving

that Steve couldn’t resist her. Tiffany’s a real beauty now.

You must encourage your sissy to be feminine at all times. Ensure that she is surrounded

by reminders of femininity. Get her to read magazines for women. Get her to

talk about her feelings. She should she see those like the girls on this site as role models.

Make him into your perfect sissy maid

Vintage glamour for sissies

Crossdressing Erotica | The Feminisation of Mickey

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What is The Feminisation of Mickey about?

Mick Fincher has a surprise coming. He’s to be sissified, primped and preened and hypnotised into becoming a beautiful, obedient she-male slave.

His wife and stunning Dominatrix Bernadette decide enough is enough when Mick loses his job and becomes a burden. They hatch a plan to trap him in a web of femininity, which will ultimately end in him working as the perfect sissy secretary to Mistress Bernadette.

Before he knows it, Mick has become Michelle who likes nothing more than wearing her sexiest lingerie and driving all the men wild.

The Feminisation of Mickey by erotic author Emma LaVerne is a tour de force of sissification, female domination, corporal punishment and ultimate sissy heaven that dommes, doms and subs will all enjoy.

Excerpt: 

Mrs Bacon came into his room at six the next morning carrying clothes on a hanger. As he sat there in the baby doll, she took the curlers out of his hair and brushed it out. Mick went to the bathroom and washed and then returned to put himself under her expert hand. 

 She applied a light foundation to his face, then eyeliner and shadow with a hint of blusher on the cheeks and finally swept a dark pink gloss over his lips. She brushed his hair again and let him look in the mirror. 

No one would know that Mick Fincher wasn't really a girl. 

He let out a gasp of amazement. His breasts seemed to have swelled even more overnight and they fitted snugly into the cream bra that Mrs Bacon made him put on. He slipped on the panties and a garter belt and rolled some black 10 denier stockings up his legs. The sensation rippled over his flesh and made him feel absolutely wonderful. Mrs Bacon then handed Mick a sheer blouse and he buttoned it up with nervous fingers. You could see the bra through the material and he thought it was far too risqué. 

 "It's very feminine," she said. "All girls like to show a little underwear. The boys like it too.” 

She gave him a knee length pencil skirt and he stepped into it and zipped up the back. It was a perfect fit, tight enough to enhance his figure, showing off his hips, but it wasn't uncomfortable. He put on a pair of 3 inch court shoes and she made him walk up and down the room until she was confident his movements were entirely feminine. Finally she clipped on some earrings and put a thin silver chain with a heart pendant around his neck. She sprayed a little musk over him. 

Mrs Bacon led Mick over to the full-length mirror again and he was even more amazed at what he saw. He looked pretty and sophisticated. He looked like a young woman about to go to the office. Mrs Bacon gave him a jacket in the same design as the skirt and he looked every inch the sexy little secretary. 

My God, if Aunt Rae could see him now. 

It was nearly half seven before he was ready, standing in the hallway a leather bag over his shoulder. 

"I can't do it," Mick said. "I can't." Panic welled up inside him. 

He could feel the clothes clinging to his body in an ever present reminder of his femininity. He looked at himself in the hall mirror. 

 "Yes you can." Mrs Bacon opened the front door. 

The cool morning air wrapped around his stockings. She took his hand and led him out onto the step. He was about to object again when the door slammed behind him. Crafty Mrs Bacon shouted from behind: “You look beautiful, now go!” 

He stood there wracked with fear as people moved along the street below. He looked down, his nipples standing out beneath the sheer material of his bra and blouse. He pulled his jacket tight across his chest and folded his arms. 

Get a grip, Mick told himself and stepped down onto the street. His heels clicked furiously on the concrete and he felt that the world and all its friends looking at him. The tight pencil skirt clung to his thighs and his hair flounced over his shoulders. He could taste the lipstick around his mouth and smell the sweetness of his perfume. 

The street ahead seemed a million miles long, each step taking Mick further from the sanctuary of Mrs Bacon’s Guesthouse and into the terrible unknown. He walked slowly, taking girlish steps, holding the bag with one hand and flexing the wrist of his other as Mrs Bacon had taught him. 

He kept expecting to hear the scream of laughter, tried to let it all go and just immerse himself in femininity. 

There were five people at the bus stop. A man looked Mick up and down as if he was undressing him in his mind. Mick turned away and feigned interest in something across the road. The bus approached and he climbed aboard with the rest of the workers only this time as Michelle, a pretty girl in a smart business suit. In his most feminine voice, he asked for a return ticket. The bus driver smiled and took his money. 

Mick looked down the rows of seats. Was everyone looking at him? Were they all trying not to laugh? Someone was going to stand up in a moment, point and scream abuse at him. 

His face flushed as he walked carefully to a seat and the bus lurched forward. He stumbled. Brushed against a swarthy looking man in a boiler suit. Said sorry under his breath and managed to find a seat. 

The journey took forever. A business woman sat down next to Mick and began leafing through a copy of Cosmo. The man opposite, who had been at the bus stop, insisted on continuing to undress Mick with his eyes. He pulled his knees tight together. He should have brought a book to bury his head in. He looked down at the woman’s magazine. There was an article on how to please your man. Was that what awaited him now? The woman got up and then a man got on and slumped down beside Mick. He didn’t seem to be able to take his eyes off the pretty girl’s knees. 

Finally they got to his stop and Mick got up, said excuse me to the man but had to squeeze past him to get out. Did he just touch my leg? Mick nearly shrieked out loud. He hurried to the front of the bus and then was rushing across the road to the office, his pretty wiggling behind making eyes pop and tongues hang out. 

But, his ordeal was only just beginning Bernadette stood by his desk, grinning as he entered, dark lipstick painted in a crimson gash across her mouth. She wore one of her long black jackets and leather trousers. The toes of her boots glistened like oil pools. 

 "Well, well," she said. "What a pretty little sissy you are?" Her eyes pierced deep into Mick’s dwindling male psyche, dealing it a fatal blow. 

Want to read the whole story? 

Buy The Feminisation of Mickey at Barne's and Noble for Nook here.

 Available on iPhone, iPad, iPod touch, and Mac.

Or read it now on Lulu. Just use your pretty little sissy finger to click HERE.