Teaching The Sissy Maid Workshop At The MVG, Chapter Two: Jaime Learns About Life As A Sissy Maid

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I led Jaime from the garage to my master bedroom in the back of the house and told him to get in the Waiting Position as he had done before and to remain silent until he was told he could talk.  I smiled when he nodded his head up and down for yes since he had just been denied the right of speech.  Perhaps he may just become as valuable as he appears on first glance, but that was rarely the case and each sissy was a reflection of the woman who transitioned him from his maleness.  He was merely the canvas.  I was the artist, and I hungered to begin my art.I thought about securing him to a wall hook, but since he had not had his obedience ring piercing under his scrotum, I could not yet use one of the little locks I require all males to have attached to their obedience ring so that at any time I wish I can use my master key to unlock the lock and then lock them to one of the many eyehooks securely mounted at various places around the house and grounds. I was more interested in getting him clean and introduce him to my strap-on before introducing him to the worship of my pussy.“I know it seems your world has come crashing down around you, Jaime,” I told him as I entered the master bathroom where I had one of the two walk-in closets converted to a workspace for sissy training and I had taken my time in designing it to make the most of the space and it had been well worth the effort.  “And in a way it has, I suppose, but this is what has been decided for you, Jaime, and the best thing for you will be to accept your new circumstances and learn obedience and devotion to your new owner,” I continued as I began selecting things from one of the built-in shelves.“And I am your new owner, of course,” I said happily.  “Did you know that, Jaime?  Did you know I own you now?”“Um, no, Ma’am,” he answered from his humble position.  “I did not know you could own someone.”Laughing, I emerged from the training closet with several pink disposable lady’s razors, a scrubbing brush, washcloth, and, of course, the bottle depilatory cream and turned on one of the special water nozzles that were custom-designed to fill up the huge, four-person Jacuzzi bath in minutes rather than hours.  “Oh, you are trying to be smart, I think.  casino siteleri Can’t own someone, how cute,” I said smiling as I set a bottle of lady’s shaving cream along with an opened bottle of bath salts next to the other supplies on the side of the huge tub.“Well, you can own a sissy maid cuckold, like you,” I told him plainly.  “Female Supremacists like me have been systematically transforming bois like you into sissy maid cuckolds for decades now, Jaime.  We are working toward the establishment of a matriarchal society known as the Gynarchy, and in this new world inadequate males such as you will be transformed into sissy maid cuckolds and will be owned by the women you serve.”  Only a week away from turning seventeen, at least according to Susan, he would be seventeen in a week, he was afraid and unsure of what was happening to him and why.Picking up his leash, I jerked once and the boi immediately began to get to his feet, still slowly and unsure of himself but it was obedience.  “We will now learn ‘Perch Position,’ Jaime.  Stand-up straight and tall, feet together, knees together,” I instructed him as he tried to process my wishes and do as I ask.  “Now your arms are at your sides, but your wrists are held together at about the center of your chest, almost as if you were begging,” I instructed him.  It took a little arranging to get it just right, but overall, I was pleased.“Good girl,” I said to both praise and humiliate him.  “Now, Jaime, I want to get you cleaned up, top-to-bottom, and while we are working on getting you ‘sissy-clean,’ I will explain some of what is happening to you.  Now step into the tub and be sure to watch your step as it might be slippery,” I told him as he obeyed my instructions and stepped into the bathtub for the first time.“Now first, you will be getting rid of all that boyish hair,” I told him.  “First, let’s do your legs.  You will use the washcloth and soap to first clean your legs, Jaime.  I am assuming you understand what that means,” I told him as I unfastened his training collar and watched him begin to do as he was told, first tentatively and then, once he understood what was wanted, with some dedication and what I thought was attentiveness güvenilir casino to task, a good sign if I truly had recognized the trait. He was a very, very pretty boi, I recognized once more as I watched him clean himself.  Although much too fat for a sissy, he was naturally small and not very muscular with wonderfully thick, dirty-blond hair he had grown down to his collar.  His lips might need a little work, but generally speaking, he had that look sissies sometimes have on their own — that suckable lips/mouth combo that can be so hot.  His breasts had wonderful potential as well and I simply loved the shape and look of his nipples.  I would use only hormones to grow small, cute breasts on this one, I realized immediately.As he was finishing washing himself I sat on the edge of the tub and motioned for him to come closer.  Already, I could see he was fighting an erection and my touch would likely be enough to let his little boyish cocklette get hard as I put my hand around his waist and began to apply shaving lotion all over his body and when I thought I had enough I began rubbing it around and in between and over until I covered him from waist to knee where the water level had reached and I quietly turned off the loud nozzle from filling the tub any higher and returned to my work.  I began with his thighs and once finished I moved on to his pubic region.  Fortunately, he was not very hairy, and a few electrolysis treatments would have him permanently denuded.As I began to shave him, he began to fidget, ever so slightly, and in a few seconds, I watched as his cocklette grew to its full, erect size — barely four inches long and likely less than an inch in diameter.“You are very small, Jaime,” I told him as I continued shaving him.  “Do you know that you are much, much smaller than average?”“Um, I, um, guess,” he said quietly.“You guess?”“Yes, Ma’am,” he answered.   “I mean, I have never seen another man, so I don’t really know.”“Oh, Jaime, that is so cute, that you still think you are a man,” I said, laughing.  “You are not a man, Jaime.  You never were much of one, anyway, and now you are becoming a sissy maid cuckold for me.”“Um, yes, Ma’am,” he answered, clearly excited canlı casino and responding the way a sissy should to being humiliated by a strong woman. “You are a weak, panty waist sissy,” I told him as I continued shaving him.  “Look at how excited you are getting from being dominated and controlled by a powerful woman who knows what you are and what to do with you.  No real man would allow this, and it certainly would excite him.”I had him reach back and pull his bottom open for me so I could shave his bottom and after I had done a fairly good job of removing all hair from his bottom I took his scrotum in my hand and squeezed his sac in my hand until it filled out like a balloon that is filled with air and then began running the razor across his scrotum until it was reasonably free of hair.  He winced slightly, but his erection remained and if anything grew even harder at my treatment.Moving to the walk-in shower, I started the water and reached out for his hand as I instructed him to step out of the bath and into the shower.  Making sure the water was warm before I let him step under the shower, I wanted him to keep his erection and use it to humiliate and emasculate him as we removed all the hair from his neck down.“Step under the water and wash all the shaving cream off your body now, Jaime,” I told him.“Yes, Ma’am,” he answered as he stepped into the shower and began letting the water wash the shaving cream from his body.“Are you ready to admit you are not much of a man, Jaime?” I asked as he washed away the shaving cream.“Um, I, um, I guess, yes,” he said, nervously considering my question as he washed away shaving cream and tried to ignore his erection.  “Yes, yes, okay, I can see why you think so,” he added.“Oh no, sissy boi,” I laughed.  “It’s not an opinion.  It is a fact.  You are not a man and never have been a man, Jaime.  Just accept it and you will be happier.” He had washed away most of the shaving cream and I told him to step out of the water and face me with his hands on top of his head and his legs spread about two feet apart.  Once he was in position, I began to apply hair removal cream on his thighs, legs, pubic area, and under his arms.  Unable to help himself, he whimpered with sexual pleasure as I worked the cream over his body.“How pathetic,” I said laughing at his excitement.  “You are excited and want more, don’t you, Jaime?”“Um, yes, yes, Ma’am,” he answered, the lust in his voice incredibly obvious.  “I am excited.  I do want more!”

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