Category: Forced feminization

Phone Dominatrix Zuri Whips The Powerless Faggots All Night

Phone DominatrixI’m standing here in black latex that clings to every curve, red latex boots planted firmly on the floor. The whip is already in my hand. You hear it before you hear me. I don’t need to explain myself. You’re here to listen.

Phone Dominatrix isn’t a fantasy tonight, it’s a position of control, and I’m wearing it comfortably. My grip tightens around the handle as I look you over, slow and deliberate, making you wait for permission to breathe properly. Hands down. Eyes forward. Don’t speak unless I tell you to.

I lift the whip slightly, letting it rest against my thigh. That’s your warning. You straighten immediately. Good. Obedience looks better on you than confidence ever did.

I give instructions clearly, one at a time, and I expect them to follow the first time I say them. Knees where I want them. Back straight. No fidgeting. I pace in front of you, boots clicking, latex creasing as I move. Every sound reminds you who’s in charge here.

Then you slip. A comment you weren’t invited to make. A tone you didn’t earn. I stop walking and turn slowly. The whip taps once against my palm. Now you really have my attention. “Come Again Sissy Boy? Did I hear you raising your Voice?! I want you to give me 50 pushups as I whip your back while you count every number out loud you hear me?” I say to the rude one. “My apologies, it won’t happen again” He says as he begins to start his pushup routine. 

I don’t raise my voice. I don’t have to. I step closer, close enough that you feel the heat coming off me, and I tell you exactly how this is going to go. You don’t get opinions. You get instructions. If you want to stay here, you earn it with silence and obedience.

The whip cracks the air, sharp and final. You flinch, corrected without being touched. That’s all it takes. Your posture fixes itself instantly. Apology accepted…  because it’s shown, not spoken.

The rest of the session runs smoothly after that. Everyone follows. Everyone listens. I reward compliance with approval, a slow nod, a quiet “good” that hits harder than punishment ever could. You crave that more than anything.

I finish exactly where I started, whip in hand, boots steady, latex flawless. You’re calm now. Focused. Properly trained for the night. When I tell you you’re done, you don’t rush. You wait.

That’s obedience. And that’s how I like it.

Phone Domination with Sissy Trainer Mistress Tanya!

Phone Domination

 

Phone domination is my game to play. And I’ll do with an evil smile on my face! 

I love nothing more than commanding you to do all my nasty little thoughts over the phone.

I want you to call in so I can tell you what to put on and what kind of whore I want you to be for me. Nothing more than I want is for you to wear some makeup, a cheap wig, and heels for me.

Look at you looking like the local 2-dollar whore. And little fags who dress like whores, get treated like whores. 

I’ll have all of Mommy’s boyfriends come over, with their big fat cocks, and they can take advantage of your slutty faggy ass. They will be stretching your asshole real wide. Make you beg them to stop.

Too bad they won’t hear you with a big black cock shoved down your throat…….

 

 

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Forced Feminization Makes Peace Pussy Poweful

Forced feminizationForced Feminization gives me a powerful pussy, which is w”Now, get on your hands and knees like the worthless cock you are. I’m going to fuck this pathetic excuse for a dick up your ass until you beg me to stop.”

He complies without hesitation, presenting his newly feminized body before me. I grin wickedly as I position myself behind him and slowly begin pushing the head of my strap-on against his tight little hole. It takes some force at first but eventually it slips inside with a soft squelching sound that makes both parties shudder in unison – mine from pleasure; his from pain mixed with arousal he can’t quite understand yet accepts nonetheless given current circumstances situation we find ourselves entangled within together now shared experience intimate connection forming between us growing stronger deeper more intense moment by agonizing moment passing by quickly blurring lines distinction reality fantasy desire need lust passion heat sweat tears moans groans gasps breaths heavy panting.

…grunts and whimpers escaping our lips mouths as I begin to thrust slowly deeper inside him, stretching his tight little hole wider around the thick girth of my cock. It feels so wrong yet so right at the same time; he can’t help but moan in pleasure despite himself.

I take control, setting a brutal pace that has him seeing stars within moments. I slap his ass cheeks hard enough to sting while calling him names like faggot, sissy slut, cocksucker, worthless cock – anything I can think of to degrade humiliate embarrass him further into submission beneath my command control dominance over his body mind soul spirit essence being existence…

Sissy Phone Zuri Shoves Her Dildo Up Inside of Billy His Bum

Sissy Phone

I like to keep my voice soft, but my rules firm, and Billy learns that fast the moment he becomes my newest student. He’s nervous, excited, and trying so hard to be good for me, which I find adorable. Sissy Phone slips naturally into my words as I explain that I decide the pace, the lessons, and exactly how far his imagination wanders tonight. Billy listens closely, hanging on every syllable, because pleasing me already matters to him.

I tell him to breathe, to slow down, to stop rushing ahead of himself like he always does. Sweet boys like Billy need structure, and I love giving it. I remind him that training isn’t about being wild, it’s about focus, obedience, and learning how to feel comfortable wanting what he wants. He giggles, embarrassed but eager, and I smile because that reaction tells me everything.

I guide him gently, describing sensations without rushing, letting anticipation do the work. Billy doesn’t need graphic details, he needs permission, encouragement, and my approval. I praise him when he listens well, correct him when he gets distracted, and tease him when he tries to pretend he isn’t enjoying every second. My tone stays calm, bossy, and warm, wrapping around him like reassurance.

As his trainer, I explain that toys are tools, not shortcuts. They help him understand his body, his reactions, and his confidence. Billy admits he likes that part, likes feeling guided instead of judged. Especially when I slide my favorite dildo up his ass, it makes his day complete. I tell him that’s why he’s here with me, because I see potential in him that he’s still learning to see himself. He relaxes more with every word, using the slippery lube he loves so much.

I tease him about how flustered he gets, about how his thoughts wander even when he tries to behave. He apologizes, and I laugh softly, telling him there’s nothing wrong with wanting guidance. That’s what students are for. I remind him that his job is to listen, trust, and follow, and my job is to make sure he feels safe while he does.

As he climaxes, Billy sounds calmer, steadier, proud of himself. I tell him he did well, that training is a process, and that I’ll be here for the next lesson when he’s ready. He thanks me shyly, and I can hear the smile in his voice. I hang up on him knowing he learned exactly what he needed tonight, and I enjoyed teaching him every step of the way.

BBC sissy trainer makes you a slave to black power cock

I am a BBC sissy trainer and a Goddess. You will be my obedient cock-sucking slut. Surrender yourself to me and all my black boyfriends.

Embrace your feminine side and worship the majesty of black power cock.

BBC sissy trainer As your sissy trainer, it’s my duty to bring out the hidden whore within you. I think there are plenty of hard black cocks that would enjoy an eager side bitch like yourself. Just give in, you yearn for the touch, the taste, and the submission to the mighty black cocks. You are about to embark on a path of feminization, of black cock worship and submit to it’s power.

My goal is not only to teach you the art of pleasing black men but to mold you into a sissy subservient, craving nothing more than the privilege of serving their cocks. You will learn to ride those black dongs with the eagerness and devotion of a cock-hungry slut, all while thanking them for the privilege to be their slave.

The art of cock worship, how to stroke, lick, and suck with precision, takes time, dedication, and lots of repetition. Baby girl, you will eat all of their monster meats all the way down. You’ll live breath BBC. To have a thick black shaft nudging your face will make you blind to anything else. It is all about the pressure of the head pushing past your lips, and the intoxicating taste of pre-cum and semen on your tongue. It’s the only thing you need

By the end of this Forced feminization journey, you’ll be a changed person, a feminized sissy devoted to the worship of black power cock. You’ll crave the rough, unapologetic treatment that only a dominant black man can provide, and you’ll revel in the role of a cock-addicted slut, ready to serve and pleasure at a moment’s notice.

Sissy Training Audio with Zuri Letting You Stroke Boldly Now

Sissy Training Audio

I like it when you show up, all eager and a little twitchy. The moment you’re paying attention, I can feel it… the little shivers, the nervous energy, the way you hang on my every word. Sissy Training Audio isn’t just about following instructions; it’s about feeling me, letting me guide you, teasing every part of your mind.

You know you want it, and I know it too. I can hear it in your breathing, see it in the way your focus sharpens when I speak. Every suggestion, every command, every sly laugh is meant to draw you in, to make you ache, to keep you on edge. I don’t rush, I don’t push too hard… I let the tension build, layer by layer, until you’re wrapped completely around me.

I play with your mind a little, watching how you react. You’re trying to stay composed, but I see it… the little flickers of excitement, the tightening, the flush that spreads without warning. I grin because I know exactly what you’re thinking. You want to obey me, to follow every move I make, to get lost in this game I’ve set up.

Sometimes I tease you with a look while you stroke your cock to the sound of my wet yummy pussy, a tilt of my head, or the soft lilt of my sexy voice. I don’t even have to touch you… just my presence, my control, my playful command is enough to make your pulse race. And when I lean in, whispering something sly, you feel it deep inside: the thrill of knowing you’re mine to guide, mine to push, mine to tease.

The fun comes from the unpredictability, from the way I twist the energy. I let you anticipate, I let you wonder, I let you lose control in all the right ways. You’re aware, but helpless in the best way possible. And I watch, grinning, as you fall perfectly into the rhythm I set, letting me lead, letting me dominate, letting me shape every moment.

You finally explode everywhere as you’re buzzing, aware that every thought has been under my command. You’ve felt the control, the playfulness, the thrill, and you’re craving more. And I know that when you think about it later, when you remember my voice, my laughter, and the thrill you get from it, you’ll be wishing for the next round. Till next time you fucking faggot.

Sissy Maid Training Zuri Sweetly Commands Total Obedience

Sissy Maid Training

I don’t ease anyone into my presence; the moment I step into the room in my crisp maid uniform, authority settles like perfume. Sissy Maid Training begins the second my heels click against the floor, and every pair of eyes learns exactly where they belong… on me, awaiting instruction.

I smooth my apron, chin lifted, smile soft but unyielding. I’m very sweet but with rules. I am patient with the consequences. I tell them to line up, hands behind backs, posture corrected with a glance alone. My voice is calm, controlled, and impossible to ignore. They don’t serve because they’re forced; they serve because I expect it, and expectation is powerful.

I assign tasks with precision. Floors polished until they reflect my approval. Tea prepared exactly how I like it, not how they think I might. When someone hesitates, I tilt my head and remind them that obedience is learned through attention. I praise generously when it’s earned, my approval warm and addictive. When it’s not, silence does the work for me.

Every command is deliberate. Kneel… not to debase, but to focus. Stand… because I decide when they’re ready. I correct posture, tone, and attitude, shaping them into something disciplined and devoted. They learn quickly that pleasing me isn’t about rushing; it’s about listening. I reward effort with softness in my voice, a smile that says they’re improving under my guidance.

I move through the room like I own it, because I do. Lace, heels, authority… all perfectly balanced. I don’t raise my voice. I don’t need to. Control lives in consistency, and I am nothing if not consistent. By the time I dismiss them, they’re calmer, quieter, and tuned to my expectations.

This is my space, my order, my rhythm. I am the maid who commands, the sweetness that trains, the dominance that feels safe and irresistible. When I remove my gloves at the end, they understand one thing clearly: obedience to me isn’t temporary… it’s learned, earned, and deeply satisfying.

I make them thank me before leaving, each voice steadier than when they arrived. I remind them that obedience is a skill, sharpened through repetition and trust, and that my sweetness is earned through effort. Tomorrow they will remember my standards without prompts, anticipating my needs, correcting themselves, choosing discipline. I straighten a collar, tap a chin up, and release them with a nod that feels like permission to breathe. 

When the door closes, my authority lingers, a quiet hum of order they carry with them. I don’t chase devotion; I cultivate it. And when they return, polished and ready, they’ll know exactly why serving me feels natural, calming, and utterly correct. That certainty settles deep, guiding posture, tone, focus, and loyalty long after my lessons end.

 

Pathetic sissy get’s punished for stealing panties

You’ve been a really bad bad boy. I came home and walked in on you going through my panty drawer. What the fuck do you think you’re doing??? I have plans for you, such a sissy faggot. And to make things worse you had them on your head sniffy all the fuck shit I had in them. Whether dirty or clean, you wanted to smell every god damn drop that came out  of me.

I immediately sat you down and grabbed your neck and balls at the same time. “You wanna be a sissy faggot boy?” You reply “yes mistress Jackie”. I made you get up and grab my dirtiest panties on the floor. The one’s I used when I got fuck good last night in an girl boy gangbang event. Given you snuck into my house, so desperately needed to get humiliated and feminized is exactly what your gonna get. I don’t play games, and I don’t play nice.

I’m the best at humiliating and turning you closet sissy fucks into slaves…

I had you on your back with filthy pink silkies on. Soiled in cum, thick and juicy. “Put your legs up sissy fuck”. I spread you so wide and had your legs above your head. I moved these g string to the side and shoved my biggest BBC toy up your man pussy with a nice grip on your balls.

Your shaking and quivering. Your man hole is red and raw as I rapidly shove this rubber god in and out. I didn’t use lube, just my spit because that’s what you deserve. Humiliation at it’s best bitch. You don’t deserve to for me to handle this big bitch gently and I wanna hear you scream cream cry before I even think about taking it out…

You stole from the best sissy trainer around and made a big big mistake honey…

“Tell me your sorry cunt”. “I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, I was just desperate”. Your unhappy wife and life isn’t my problem until you make it mine.

“Jack your inverted cock off while I’ve got you bend”. I’m ramming and jamming this mother of all dildos up your ass. It’s so deep it’s disappearing into your now gaping hole. Covered in bloody cum, dripping onto your balls in my hands. I’m squeezing your little dingleberries so tight your squealing like the bitch you are.

Femboy bitch get’s his smelly karma

You bust your worthless nuts into my panties, filling them all the way up. “Good boy bitch, now put them on your head like you did mine…” Your whimpering and shaking from the best humiliating fuck shit you’ve ever had. With the panties now covering your cum filled faced your forced to swallow and smell your loser semen. I love my job

Humiliation Phone Sex Makes Peace A Hot Wet Mess

Humiliation phone sexHumiliation phone sex may come at a cost, but only to your ego. You pathetic little faggot, get your scrawny ass over here and start dressing up like the worthless cock-sucker you are. I am your Mistress Peace, and I want to see those silky panties on your skinny legs, and make sure they hug your tiny balls tightly. Don’t even think about touching that little clitty girl of yours; it’s mine now, and I’ll decide when and how it gets played with. Now move!

Being an Obediet Whore For Your Mistress

Good boy. Now, let’s see if you can handle these heels without falling on your face like the little sissy slut that you are. And don’t even think about complaining or trying to act tough; I have plenty of black friends who would love nothing more than to help me fuck a sissy boy like you in the ass until it hurts so good. Remember, this is all for my entertainment and pleasure…and theirs too!

Sissy Sluts Of Peace Must Look FabulousHumiliation phone sex

You look absolutely stunning dressed up as a woman, now come here and sit next to me while I do your makeup so we can go out looking fabulous together

Now, let’s get you looking like the pretty little sissy slut that you are. You know, I have a special surprise for you tonight. My black friends are coming over and they can’t wait to see how well you’ve been trained. They’re going to love watching me fuck your ass with this dildo while you suck their cocks like the good little cocksucker that you are.

You better be ready to please them because if not, there will be consequences…and trust me, sweetheart, you don’t want that. Now open up those lips and show me what a good girl looks like!

Femboy Training with Tanya – Let her dress you up like a whore!

Femboy Training

 

When I first got into femboy training, I didn’t set out to change my guy, I just wanted to have my nasty little fun with him. 

I showed him how pretty he’d look like a whore – so I dressed him up in my lace panties, stuffed a bra, and threw on some red lipstick. 

God, you look so sexy dressed like a slut, I think I need to see you stumbling around in my heels. Go over to the kitchen and make us drinks. I want to watch your ass sway as you walk away. Be a good little girl for mommy. 

Good girls get surprised. Like mommy’s biggest strap-on stretching your tiny little tight asshole wide open. 

You just look so good as a girl. I need to fuck you like a girl. 

 

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