Mistress and her forced sissy training

Putting men where they belong is my favorite, especially when I know they need my forced sissy training. Intense and with fast results, stripping them of any masculinity they still had in them. Forcing them to completely switch wardrobes. Being a little subtle at first and then making them wear tiny panties wherever they go. 

After getting them used to their new permanent undies, I gradually get more and more feminine items for them to wear. Making them wear corsets, fishnets, stockings, bras, heels, skirts and even dresses. They would become fully feminine, that it was basically natural to them. 

Teaching them all the feminine gestures, breaking them down so they realize they were only meant to be a pathetic sissy. Making it so they are fully dependent on me making their every decision. Having them rely on me to accept them as they are which was just a little bitch boy. 

I’d tell them different rules they had to follow, and if any of the were broken they was harsh consequences following after.  Building their trust with me was honestly easy since I knew that deep down this is what they always wanted, and they liked me forcing them into their forever role. Showing them how to lick and suck on my strap on letting my little femboy get used to having his mouth used, and throat getting fucked. Caring less how big the strap on were over time, with them even realizing I had been using a bigger strap on every time I saw them. 

Making his butt pussy addicted to be stretched and pounded like the worthless slut they were meant to be for me. Once I knew that those pathetic holes were constantly wanting to be used, I had my little toy tied up begging me to fuck. I got close to his ear and said if you want to get fucked so bad you’re just going to have to take a real cock in you. 

Forced sissy training

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