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Devina's Domme of the Day June 30

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 30

 

You Like it Now, But You'll Learn to Love it Later

 

 

I'll never ever claim to be an expert of the arts of BDSM, but from my early experiences, I've done my best to learn as much as I can about the different aspects, and avenues that people take with it. When I first dipped my toe in the waters, I was incredibly naive but willing to try. The open mind approach has served me well over the years in my exploring various avenues of the kink lifestyle, and it certainly helped with my next phase of training under Mistress Morganna.

 Having concluded that my first experience with anal penetration and stimulation was a resounding success, She began to make it an integral part of my ongoing training. I had yet to surrender the truth to Her about my transgendered experiences, nor my long held fetishes of Women's clothing, but I continued to apply myself under Her guidance to become a faithful slave when under Her control. 

When one applies themselves at something, there comes a time when they begin to notice progress. The first few sessions with Mistress Morganna had zero expectations in a sense because everything was completely new and fresh, however, after a few sessions, and especially after surrendering my ass to Her, each time I would arrange a session, I knew from that point on that I would be surrendering it to Her again. It was at that point when I became self aware that I was truly a submissive to Her, knowing that I would be taken however She saw fit, and I prepared myself to be taken when She desired. It was an oddly comforting feeling...

 

My sessions would continue as a lowly male slave, earning my way to greater rewards and trust within Mistress Morganna's stable. Slowly the regular corporal punishments would give way to other forms of torment as She began to flush out my true nature as a subservient slave, rather than a confrontational one. As always, I found it easy to bow to the whim and natural desires of a Woman, especially one in charge of my existence!

I began to be subjected to trampling and facesitting, which were exhilarating experiences of their own. I viewed these opportunities as rewards for my behaviour and my efforts in pleasing my Mistress, which only fuelled me further to excel in any way I could to make Her happy with me as Her slave. 

More and more prevalent however was Mistress Morganna's strapon in my training. I was expected to service it orally at length and I could only imagine Mistress Morganna's thoughts as She watched me suck on Her cock. I was always curious if She could tell of my already accomplished oral skills were at the hand of the real thing or not, but She always enjoyed my unbridled enthusiasm, as it always seemed to lead in Her taking my ass over Her bondage bench.

 

The method would always be similar, with me being loosened up at first by some plug or small vibrator, then probed by Her gloved hands before being taken by Her strapon. The first few times She was merciful on me by using a strapon that was more suited for a novice like myself. The sensation of being grabbed by the hips and fucked like a girl from behind was an intense mental high like no other and I relished the experience. There were no feelings of shame or homoerotic guilt as I'm sure others experience being fucked. Luckily for me, I had the transgendered experiences already to understand that it was perfectly acceptable to me to embrace a complete female figure with a cock between Her legs and this was not really any different.

Mistress Morganna was always pleased with my desire shown on the business end of Her strapon cock, and would fuck me at length before reaching her gloved hand to my male clit to see how far along in my orgasm training I would progress each time. As always I was expected to ask permission to cum, and each time after being fucked longer and longer, I never thought I could last very long before asking permission, which was always denied the first time. Sometimes I could make it to asking again, most times I could not before shuddering in an enormous climax with Mistress Morganna's cock still deep in my ass which would always leave me a quivering spent mess...

 

"Good work slut. You're getting better at this. Soon enough I'll be fucking you with my favourite big strapon. I"ll bet you will like that one, won't you?"

"Yes Mistress......"

Devina's Domme of the Day June 29

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 29

 

Just A Few Pages Before Bedtime

 

Devina's Domme of the Day June 28

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 28

 

Bois Will Be Gurls Vol 13

 

Devina's Domme of the Day June 27

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 27

 

Happy 6th Chastiversary to Me!

 6 years ago today I began a journey of which I could not possibly fathom where it would take me. I said goodbye to the old ways of selfish self pleasure, and the disgusting male habits of wanking in an effort to find my more Feminine self.

Today thanks to the continuing guidance and inspiration of Lady Diva Cane, Maitresse Cathie La Divine, and so many other amazing Dominant Women in and around my life, I proudly reach my 6th year of sissy chastity! Chastity was the gateway to all sorts of Womanly experiences that I've had since my journey began. Wet dreams, hands free sissygasms, mental sissygasms, and a much deeper sense of how a Woman experiences pleasure from the mind outward. The old ways never would have allowed me to find such wonderful things.

Tomorrow I walk proudly into the start of my 7th year in chastity, with a sissy clit definitely smaller than when I started, and something in my panties that is completely non threatening to any Woman, and that makes me smile.

Devina's Domme of the Day June 26

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 26

 

Devina's Domme of the Day June 25

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 25

 

To Move Forward, One Must Leave Things Behind

 "I'm an arrogant male chauvinistic pig who needs Your control and guidance, and You are going to give it to me"

 

With those words, my training under Mistress Morganna would begin each time. Even though I was a novice crossdresser and a budding Tgirl cocksucker, my journey through the world of BDSM had be enter through the gates as a simple green horn beginner male sub. I didn't share any of my other "interests" with Mistress Morganna in part out of embarrassment and personal discretion, and the other part out of fear that information like that could be used to accelerate my sessions at a pace that I may not be able to deal with at this early stage. So I started at the ground floor, as Mistress Morganna would patiently strip away the useless male traits I had, and would reprogram me slowly, session by session as time went on to be a subservient, humble, respectful, slave to Her and to the Female Essence, of which I was already a disciple of.

 

One doesn't just snap their fingers and become a transformed Shemale cocksucking sissy gurl, if it could only be that easy! No, one takes baby steps along the path, not certain where the journey leads but with each step and signpost passed, gains confidence and a broader understanding of who they truly are. Mistress Morganna first had to break me down to my bare essentials, with no prejudices left to lean on, no long held masculine personality traits to colour my view, in essence I had to be reduced to a clump of clay, to be remoulded into something better. With each lash stroke and each grateful acceptance, with each torment, with each stinging pain felt, with every humiliation, every degradation, She reduced me to something workable. 

I soon began to dimly see where my own path was at the starting point. I wasn't a pain seeking masochist or a defiant typical male asshole. No I strived to always be as well behaved as I could, to accept the pain and punishment as best I could and to learn the discipline needed to make Mistress Morganna happy and pleased with me. It all went back to that moment many years earlier, feeling those pantyhose clad legs for the first time and receiving laughs and smiles from the Women above me. That's what I needed, that's what I craved to have within. So with each session I did my best to earn that reward as best I could. 

 

Mistress Morganna, armed with years of skill and experience, began to flush out of me the things that made me respond in a manner that was pleasing to Her. She began to see that I tolerated the corporal punishment She doled out, never complaining, but would stoically accept it as a part of my training. She would also recognize the enthusiasm I put into kissing Her boots, or when being exceptionally rewarded, the opportunity to kiss Her ass cheeks, which at times She made excruciatingly difficult to do while placed in some form of diabolical bondage. Her laughs watching me struggle to honor Her ass with a kiss made me try all that much harder and in those moments, She began to see the potential of Her new clump of clay emerge. She took sadistic pleasure in subjecting me to CBT procedures and clothespin torture. I continued my cock bell ringing techniques to Her delight and I always strived as best I could to never upset her and work hard to earn any reward She would deem appropriate. 

 

The day came when She deemed it proper that my training had progressed to the next level of my submissiveness, and that was to not simply be content with giving my exterior to Her as Her slave, but to now go deeper and that was to allow Her to take me as Hers. I was lashed to Her bondage bench with my legs split in the air, tied to the bench posts and blindfolded. I was left there for several moments to consider my fate and what awaited me. I didn't know what She had planned but I was beginning to get the picture that whatever it was, it was going to be new. 

When She returned, She sent shock waves through my body when I felt Her gloved hand lubricate my ass. Seeing my reaction She quietly reassured me, 

" Don't worry slave, we'll start you with something nice and small. I'll wait to fuck you with my 10" cock another time." 

Not exactly words of reassurance from an anal virgin, but I did as was commanded and that was to breathe deeply and relax as best I could. Mistress slowly explored my ass with her gloved fingers working on loosening up my natural clench reaction. After a few moments I felt her insert a plug into me which at the time felt enormous (remember this was my first time!). Leaving me to get used to the new sensation, She returned moments later and asked me if I was ok?

 "Yes Mistress, thank You" I replied.

"Good slut, now lets see how you enjoy it" and she surprised me by turning on the vibrator inside the plug. The sensations coursed through my lower body unlike anything I ever experienced before. She then straddled my head with Her silky thighs and I felt Her gloved hands torment my cock with strokes as She told me it was time to work on my orgasm control. 

 

"Oh dear gawd" I thought to myself, as I was still not able to resist more traditional methods of Her orgasm control training, now She had me on a whole other level. She increased the vibrating speed to hum away in my ass as She stroked my pathetic male cock seeing me get worked up. I was reminded that I needed to ask permission to cum, and when I thought I might be getting close, I asked. 

" Of course not slave!" She laughed!

I held on as long as I could, with each second increasing my natural reactions to an exponentially higher level. It was in the middle of asking permission again when my body gave out and I unleashed a massive orgasm in the air and all over my torso. My cock twitched involuntarily as the vibrating plug sent waves deep within me. 

 

Mistress Morganna laughed as She saw me ejaculate high into the air and all over myself on Her bench. 

"Oh slut, you made quite the mess! You must like having something in your ass, don't you? Well, we will have to make you earn that reward more often I see..."

I couldn't deny a word She said. It was intense beyond anything I ever experienced before. There were no feelings of guilt or shame with what She subjected me to. Sucking Shemale cock had taken care of all of those dilemmas long before. I knew that I had reached a milestone now and Devina who had yet to emerge had additional seeds sown deep within her. As a pathetic male chauvinist pig, however, I had given myself to Mistress Morganna in a way I had never first dreamed, and it was wonderful......

Devina's Domme of the Day June 24

 

Devina's TGirl of the Day June 24

 

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