Paul's Sissy Journey Ch. 13

Crawling over to my new mentor/trainer I kept my eyes downcast as I had been taught to do so by Chrissy, my sissy trainer for the past year. After having just given a delicious blow job to Mistress's driver, my clitty was still dripping and my mind set was still in subspace... a place that seemed appropriate given my new sissy/slut status. It had been quite some time since anyone had taken my boipussy for a ride and I was craving a sissygasm. Getting dressed earlier immediately elicited my horniness to become heightened immeasurably and the confines of my clitty cage was a constant reminder of how I longed for release. And then being allowed to thank the driver by orally pleasuring him and drinking his man-seed only added to my sexual frustration and my quest for more cock or pussy to serve and please. It took everything I had to not look up again at the sexy vision to whom I was crawling.

"Well, well Sissy Paulette. You look utterly submissive and delightful crawling to me. We are off to a good start," she stated.

"Now be a good girl and lick the dust off of my riding boots," my new overseer whispered.

Her boots were directly in front of me now and I took great pleasure in using my sissy tongue to shine them up as best I could. Once I had pretty much entirely licked her right boot, she lifted it up and commanded me to lick all the grime and dirt off of the bottom also. Once done, she stuck the heel of her boot into my mouth and began a slow face fucking using the heel as a small cock. I sucked and licked to her satisfaction. When she was pleased with my oral ministrations, she then removed the heel from my mouth and positioned her other boot in front of me. I once again licked and kissed her boot, both the tops and bottoms and then sucked her pointed heel like the slut I was.

"Now remove my boots slut and put them to the side," she stated.

Still with eyes downcast I carefully reached out and grabbed one of her boots and pulled it off. I did the same with the other and placed them aside as ordered. Her beautiful bright red painted toes were so sexy and my mind started to drift off into even more of a sub space.

My reverie was interrupted as she spoke once again.

"Good sissy. Now I am going to turn around and once I do I want you to slowly pull my riding pants down and then remove them from my legs. You will fold them gently and lay them on top of my boots. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ma'am, I croaked.

"I am not a Ma'am you silly bitch. You will address me as Miss Paris. Remind me to punish you for that indiscretion. Now, once again do you understand?"

"Yes Miss Paris, I understand."

Whispering erotically to me now she said, "Now use a soft feminine touch and pull my pants down. Once down and after you remove them, you may then gaze upon Miss Paris's wondrous ass."

God this woman was so unbelievably sexy. Doing as instructed I pulled her riding pants down and as she lifted her delicate feet. I removed them, folded them carefully and set them on top of her boots.

Slowly lifting my gaze I was now staring at an amazing butt encased in a crotchless pair of black lace panties that literally clung to the taught ass in front of me. Her legs were bare and so luscious that they complimented her posterior beautifully. I was envious of the vision before me and vowed to keep working on my physique in order that I might someday have the ability to look at myself with the same awe as the sight before me. I was aware of my jagged breath and my soft feminine moans that were emanating from me as I swooned before Miss Paris. If only I could play with my sissy nipples and my clitty I mused.

Finally, Miss Paris spoke. "Awe, that is so cute. Sissy is whining with desire. I must compliment Chrissy on the good job she has done with you up to this point. It is always the goal when training a bitch like you to elicit a continuous horniness and to keep your empty brain full of nothing more than carnal thoughts. These thoughts will drive you to be the best sissy you can be in order for you to be able to have some of your lurid desires come to fruition. Of course, when I use the word fruition I do not mean that you will ever experience a masculine orgasm again. Those days are long gone. I am sure your clitty has shrunk a bit since being caged and one of my first changes to make will be to find a more suitable chastity device. A tiny steel nub to keep sissy nice and snug. You have no idea how much it pleases me knowing that a slut like you is leaking sissy juice nearly every hour of the day."

Her words were spoken with such confidence that I understood that whatever she wished to do with me would be done. Certainly this gave me a feeling of apprehension, but in a weird way it also excited me.

"Now let's get back to business sissy. I am going to give you the extreme privilege of eating my ass. But first, you will begin on my legs, orally pleasing me as you work your way up to your prize. Start at the bottom near my calves and see how well you can pleasure Miss Paris. One day you might be allowed to pleasure the front of me but that is not in the offing now. You may begin slut."

I nearly laid on my stomach as I put my lips on the heel of Her right leg. It was as if I was touching a fine work of art. I can never describe how the feeling overtook me. Kissing ever so lightly I made sure to sensually bathe her leg in my oral caresses as I ever so slowly made my way up to her calves. And her calves were pure heaven. I could only imagine the amazing sight these legs must be when in silky hose and stretched out by a pair of high heels. I have come to realize what a difference my sissy legs look when I am in heels and how feminine I look. Just the fantasy of envisioning Miss Paris in heels and hose created an erotic fire in me that had the effect of me wishing to be the very best sissy slut i could be for Miss Paris. I so wanted to please her in a way that she deserved.

Whispering again to me, Miss Paris hissed, "Do not stop my sweet bitch. Continue, continue, continue."

I could swear she was panting a bit. I do not how long I spent kissing Miss Paris's right leg but as I was nearing the bottom of her right ass I was instructed to begin on the other leg. As I started on her left leg I noticed that she had bent slightly forward and was leaning on the back of the couch. This straitened her legs out even more and the erotic scene before me only increased in it's truly perfect specter.

Hearing some heavier breathing emanating from Miss Paris gave me even more incentive to continue my pleasure giving with my mouth. I slowly worked my way past her calves on her left leg and finally was at the same place just below her left ass cheek.

With a much more commanding voice, Miss Paris said, "Fuck me bitch. You are actually surprising me. Dressed to perfection, on your knees with eyes downcast, and now such a delightful sensuous use of your sissy mouth. You have earned your prize my little sissy. Of course I expect you to ask and beg nicely to eat my ass. Do you think you are able to do that?"

"Oh yes Miss Paris," I panted. "If it pleases you Miss Paris, your sissy Paulette would be honored to pleasure your glorious hole with her tongue and mouth. This sissy has never wanted or begged for anything more in her life. So I beg you Miss Paris. May I please, please be allowed to satisfy you orally?"

Miss Paris whispered seductively once again. "You may begin, but mouth only. Keep your hands to your sides at all times. Go ahead sissy Paulette, please Miss Paris."

Her words resonated within my sissy persona. Using my lips I began kissing all over her taught ass. I was getting so close to her rose bud with my teasing but I wanted to prolong her anticipation as long as possible.

"Rim me bitch!" she yelled.

Using my tongue, I slid the black panties to one side and then began a slow, wet rimming of her asshole. Having been taught so many times by Chrissy, I was well trained in the ability to elicit great pleasure from my orally licking and kissing the rim of the rose bud. The nerve endings are quite sensitive and I was relishing not only the smell of this extraordinary lady but also the perfect roundness of her backside. My saliva and her ass juices made her ring so slippery that I had no problem slipping my tongue into her. She reached back and spread her cheeks for me to allow me to penetrate her even more. Keeping my slutty tongue hard I started a slow fucking of her rose bud. I swear it was if she had douched her ass. Her taste was addictive and as my tongue continued to explore her anus she began to slowly buck against my mouth. My face became buried in her backside with my tongue fully imbedded in her. I had to catch my breath occasionally as the firmness with how she pushed back was actually suffocating me. I wiggled my tongue while in her anus and she seemed to swoon with delight. I was covered in wetness and as I slightly pulled my tongue out she would immediately push back upon me. She was insatiable and this only exacerbated my wish to serve and please. Back and forth like a piston I continued my oral assault on her hole. My knees were on fire, my tongue and jaw ached and my eyes were watering. But it was an intense, exquisite scenario that I found myself in.

Suddenly she stood up straight and yelled, "Oh fuck I am coming you little cunt!"

Letting out a guttural scream Miss Paris came violently, shaking as my tongue buried deep in her sent her over the edge. Her sudden movement took me by surprise and I had to catch myself to make sure my sissy tongue did not leave her luscious asshole. I felt such a sense of pride that I could pleasure this lovely creature in such a way as to elicit an incredibly powerful orgasm.

"What a talented mouth you have slut. Now kiss each of my ass cheeks and thank me for allowing you to touch me in such an intimate way."

"Thank you so much Miss Paris," I stated. "I am honored beyond my wildest dreams to have pleased you in such a way."

I kissed both of her sexy cheeks and slid down to the floor again, once again averting my eyes in a submissive pose.

"Stay just like that," she commanded. " I am going to get dressed again while you kneel before me."

With my eyes downcast, I could only hear Miss Paris pulling her pants back on and slipping back into her dominant looking boots. I heard her walking behind me, the click of her heels clacking seductively.

"Paulette," she whispered. "You are such a naughty slut. Now be a good girl and lick up Miss Paris's secretions off the floor."

I raised my head up and looked in front of me. Near the bottom of the couch was a large puddle of cum. I figured Miss Paris was a squirter and my oral skills had brought about her spraying like a garden hose. I inched forward and began lapping at the pool of juice before me. But much to my surprise, her cum was not the consistency nor the taste of what a woman might spill. This was cum from a cock and it suddenly dawned on me that Miss Paris had a girlycock and she was much like me. I wondered and drooled at the thought that in the future I might be able to lay my eyes upon her appendage and if I had been particularly pleasing to her perhaps I might actually be given the honor of sucking it.

Miss Paris, looking down at me as I licked up her mess, coolly stated. "Be a good girl and lick it all up sissy. You no doubt have been trained to never waste any cum. By the time I am done with you, you will live to taste and eat as much cum as possible. Now, what did I tell you earlier to remind me about?"

"The punishment that I earned from my earlier indiscretion by addressing you improperly."

"That's right sissy Paulette. Now crawl into the bathroom and make yourself presentable again. We are going out in order for you to be punished properly."

TO BE CONTINUED