Embracing "Devina"

 

So after twenty-something years, my inner Feminine spirit suddenly had her own name. Devina was officially born, but what was Devina to me? To Mistress Morganna, Devina was the fruits of Her efforts to systematically mould a lowly submissive male into a gurly, sissy slut, who learned the skills of how to give up her asspussy like a good slut does, and who learned to become an eager cocksucker of Her strapons. What Mistress Morganna didn't know was that Her slave took those cocksucking lessons and put them to practical use by becoming an eager and accomplished cocksucker of Shemale cock.

To me, Devina was those same things as they were to Mistress Morganna. I was Her buttslut, Her sissy cocksucker, and Her greedy ass whore as She always reminded me, and I was honoured and proud to be those things for Her. Yet now I was faced with the question of having now a true identity, as to what Devina would mean to me? 

I began to step back and take stock of how far I had come to this point. I know had a small but growing collection of Women's panties, stockings, pantyhose, and a treasured teddy. I also had a growing sense of purpose; to pursue my submissive life as a sissy, a gurl, or what-have-you. I was no longer a pathetic male slave, nor did I view myself as such. My training under Mistress Morganna had taken hold not only in my mind but in my spirit as well, and the seeds that were sown in my younger days had now grown into a plant that was preparing to actually bear fruit! It was astonishing to think of how far I had come, and even more daunting to think how far I had yet to go, for I had now only had found the path I wished to walk on. Now it was time to walk the walk, preferably in 4" heels!

 

The realization of this cemented my devotion to the power of Female Domination even further. Mistress Morganna, along with Mistress Moon, Mistress Kera, Mistress Sarah, and those others who allowed me to discover the treasures of Womanhood, weaved their magic upon a typical male heterosexual, and transformed him, and continued to do so, into a silk and satin loving, smooth shaven sissy gurl, who loved every second of it!. What power unlike any in the universe!

Devina began to stand for the feeling of my spirit flying free, the ability to explore the unknown, the only imagined, and make the impossible possible. Devina also had a purpose, and that was to be able to stand on her own as a proper sissy slut gurl, and that meant she had to have her own wardrobe, her own shoes, her own wigs and her own cosmetics. Moreso, she had to learn the skills to use them. This was a task that would take some time and some trial and error but the path was set before her.

 

With a purpose, Devina began to truly mean something deep down inside. She was something to cherish, to nurture, and to see grow further. And soon enough she would find herself before a Woman who would shape her in ways never thought possible, and would allow Devina to flourish...