Chapter 3: Chapter 3
Master had a nice apartment. It was large and luxury. Now here I was, his new live in maid and sex toy.I was expected to perform regular house chores and also to serve as his personal sex object. My job was to please him sexually. It was hard to please him because he was so big and I was so small. I tried my best. I really did. Sometimes I succeeded and sometimes I failed miserably. He was patient but strict as he trained me. Before long I was given a leather collar to wear no matter where I was.It had a big buckle that clicked when I moved. It was a symbol of my status as his personal sex toy. I wore it with pride. The more I struggled the more he enjoyed it. One day he tied me to a bed for a night of passion. I was naked and bound with leather. He stripped me of my clothes and played with my body. He was large and powerful and I was a small weakling. I couldn’t fight him.I couldn’t do anything about it. He was my master and I was his slave.I tried to fight my way out but I was weak and bound. In truth I didn’t want out, I loved this. I groaned as I felt hot wax drip from a candle onto my nipples. This is going to be good. This is going to be wonderful. I can feel it. I can taste it. It’s going to be a wonderful night. Tonight I become a woman. Tonight I get my wish. Tonight he fully claimed me.I was his for the taking. I was his sex toy. I was his sissy femboy. I was his servant. I was his submissive.I was his little bitch.
He gripped my thighs as I lay there bound, his hard cock ready. The tip pressed to my asshole as my hard cock aches.I groaned as his fingers trailed down my body and then his cock head pressed against my tight hole. I groaned as his cock head pushed into me and then I moaned as his whole cock slid inside me.I groaned as his body pressed against mine and I felt every inch of his body as he filled me. No one else would ever have me without his say so. I belonged to him and nothing anyone else could say or do would make me any different.
He continued in my ass for over half an hour.I felt every inch of his cock as it pushed into me and I felt every thrust as it thumped against my prostate. This is the first time I’ve felt anything like this. It makes me want to scream. It makes me want to cum. It makes me want to be a woman. My bound hands couldn’t touch my cock, nor would Chris. In fact he hadn’t let me touch my cock in days. He said it was too small to be pleased.He was right. My tiny cock couldn’t compare to his giant cock. I couldn’t compare to his giant cock. I needed to cum. I could feel my body getting closer as my limp cock shook with each thrust he put in my ass. A pathetic pool of cum started to dribble from my soft cock.
“Good girl. Cum hands free.” Chris laughed as I came.I felt so ashamed. I had never cum like this before. I had never felt so used and so violated. Yet it felt so right.I wanted more. I wanted to be a woman. I wanted to be a sissy. I wanted to be a whore, and now my master filled my sissy ass with his cum.I was a woman, and I was a whore. I was a sissy… I was HIS sissy. He slowly took himself out of me as he finished. He smiled as he looked at my bound used body. “Now only one thing left.” He blindfolded me to hide the surprise. I soon felt cold metal around my cock. When he removed the blindfold I had a tiny chastity cage on my cock. The key broken off inside. There was no way out of it now.I was his little sissy bitch and I was going to stay that way until he decided otherwise. Which I hoped he never would.
He untied me, and as he walked to the living room he paused. “Now get in your maid dress and get this cleaned up slut.” I nodded and obeyed, his cum still in me.I walked to the kitchen and started cleaning up. I was careful not to spill any of the liquid gold that was my master’s cum.