Young Sissy Chapter 1

I was supposed to be her Master, but she saw something else inside me, and teased it out of me one squirt at a time. Now that I had the body to match my inner beauty and I'd become just another sissy slave in my step-father's stable, I wondered if she would continue to tease and torment me, or if the affection she had so cruelly faked to bring me low would grow into something real. I said a silent prayer that this was still a dream, because if it was, maybe we could have something real inside my fantasy. "Are you even listening to me, you stupid slut? Or have you gone dick dumb from riding faux phalluses for hours on end?" Sigh...it wasn't a dream. Instead, my nightmare was just beginning.

I followed Isabella out of the room and into a nondescript hallway. I opened my mouth to ask her how long I'd been out, but before I could utter a sound, she said, "First off, don't bother to ask how long you were being 'perfected'. I don't know and if I did, I wouldn't tell you. Time is fluid down here. We know when to eat, sleep, and fuck based on a series of chimes. You probably never paid attention to it when you where upstairs because you never had to meet a deadline in your life, but there are no calenders or clocks upstairs either. So get used to not knowing even the most basic things and accepting whatever you are told." She spoke with a bitterness that I hoped wasn't all directed at me. I realized with a pang of guilt that she was right about me, no one had ever depended on me for anything, so I guess time had always been fluid for me.

I opened my mouth to speak again, and again she cut me off, "Don't bother asking anymore questions. I've heard them all before and I'll tell you everything you need to know to be a good little sissy, which is precious little. That's rule number one by the way...a sissy never asks questions. If she needs to know anything, her Master will tell her." I nodded and followed behind her, walking past a mind boggling number of rooms with different plaques on them...The Locker Room, The Prison Cell, The Count's Chambers, The Classroom...and countless other fantasy themed rooms. I bit my tongue so that I wouldn't let a question slip out, not wanting to upset Isabella before we had a chance to talk about all that had happened.