When Christina is about to visit, Annette arrives to remove Pansy to some dark and mutually arousing entertainment while I am so very willingly ravished. As poor Pansy squeals with uncontrollable and savage pleasure, the gorgeous ample form of Ms Blakemore fills my helplessly sissy mind, emerging from this whirlpool of memories like a black angel from a sea of sex. Her small girlish feet are elegantly imprisoned in sparkling black patent leather court shoes with striking five-inch heels. She widens her long feminine legs and raises her pert girlish bottom. I think of the skills I have learnt, the skills of movement and servitude, and the sexual skills. It has been made clear to me that, as a sissy maid, I will never be allowed sexual union with a member of the female sex. The Ball Copyright About the Book Pretty she-male Shelly has had her secret dreams of domination and feminisation fulfilled by Aunt Jane.
She looks down upon me with sex-fired honey-brown eyes, her envelopment in Senso ensuring that her gorgeous she-male body is trapped in a tight film of merciless sexual need. A tale of kinky cross-dressing and sexual fulfilment from the author of The Last Straw. Silken Servitude Contents Cover About the Book Also by Christina Shelly Title Page Part One: Induction 1. Born on the island of Grenada, but brought up in the United States, she is a stunning Afro-Caribbean beauty, with milk-chocolate skin, large fiercely intelligent and very dark brown eyes, and full perfectly formed lips always painted the darkest and bloodiest of reds. We even have highly erotic conversations about the various types of panty gags we are forced to wear. To be like her is all I ask. They will also provide me with the perfect counterpoint to the helplessly erotic gyrations of my bottom.
Over our heads are pulled sheer pink Senso stockings, plunging us into a fetish wear netherworld of fierce and bottomless desire. Senso is the key to it all: a fabric whose chemical make-up has been purposefully designed to impact on the hormonal balance of the male and produce feelings that associate submissiveness and feminine behaviour with sexual excitation. We are willing slaves: this elaborate regime of female domination is one we accept with a pure fierce enthusiasm. My eyes fall on the small but very apparent orbs that are her nascent breasts. Often tightly gagged with her panties or a fat long rubber penis gag, I have never bothered to hide the fact that I am utterly smitten by her imperial beauty and absolute incredibly elegant authority. In our sissy mouths are stuffed the soiled panties of our many mistresses, fat pungent gags that are held in place with thick strips of pink adhesive tape. Over the dress is secured a gorgeous white Senso silk lace-edged pinafore, with her name printed in elegant red letters across its chest.
Her thick long black hair is always bound in a tight stern bun with an elegant diamond clasp. Then, I will truly be able to walk like a woman. But in her ample frame are very apt proportions: broad strong hips, long surprisingly shapely legs, splendidly large but firm breasts and a beautiful if helplessly chubby face. Beautiful regal mysterious Justine, a young woman of my own age, a woman who made it clear she intends to become my true and final mistress. What Michael really wants, however, is to spend his life as a masochistic she-male. With Taylor, this has never been the case.
Chris is a thirty-year-old transvestite. My greatest honour is to curtsey sweetly before her, making sure to reveal my lace-trimmed Senso silk panties, and then kneel to kiss her gleaming leather shoes, before slipping my head beneath her stylish skirt to worship her with my now expert tongue. Yet her willing slavery has taken a new and even more kinky turn with her induction into the Bigger Picture, a secret society of female dominants dedicated to the world wide subjugation of the male. I think of being taken by Christina and I think of bondage. Yet her willing slavery has taken a new and even more kinky turn with her induction into the Bigger Picture, a secret society of female dominants dedicated to the world wide subjugation of the male. A Philosophy of Desire 4.
Nearly six feet four inches tall, with a broad muscular body frame, he has been a lover of Lady Ashcroft and a professional dominant for many years. When his inner life is accidentally discovered, however, he finds his staff more accommodating than he might have thought, and embarks on an odyssey into willing she-male submission and enforced feminisation that will change his life - and those of his colleagues - forever. Yet it was not this alone that drew me to her: in her eyes there had always been a dark irony, almost a mocking approach to our intricate feminisation. Yes … poor Pansy is so lucky. Yes, breasts will be the final finishing touch to my intricate physical transformation. Yet her willing slavery has taken a new and even more kinky turn with her induction into the Bigger Picture, a secret society of female dominants dedicated to the world wide subjugation of the male.
In this intensely erotic and exciting sequel to the Company of Slaves, we discover a plot to turn the entire male sex into helpless sissy slaves and follow Shelly's final jouney into a realm of total silken servitude. His shyness with women is a problem, particularly at work where he supervises a lot of them! A tale of kinky cross-dressing and sexual fulfilment from the author of The Last Straw. Normally, our sexes would be tightly restrained with a tight pink rubber sheath and three cruel cock rings, and our arses would be firmly plugged with fat, long and very hard vibrators. And over all this, a short black silk petticoat, a teasing Christmas present from her own true love, Mistress Donna, the absolute empress of her body and soul. Her beautiful smile widens and she carefully sits down beside my tethered form on the bed, her short skirts rising as she does so to reveal a detailed glimpse of her gorgeous Senso silk panties, with the outline of her large tightly restrained cock clearly visible.
It is detached from emotion, and therefore far more dangerous. On the pointed toe of each elegant shoe is a small diamond rose. His shyness with women is a problem, particularly at work where he supervises a lot of them! Possessed of a natural feminine grace, I have passed every deportment test with flying colours. In many ways an absurd and bizarre project that had left many powerful and foolish men laughing contemptuously. As a trainee housemaid, I was, as usual, dressed in a pink Senso silk dress, a white Senso pinafore unnamed , very sheer Senso nylon tights also seamed , plus pink, five-inch high-heeled ankle boots with butterfly buckles and pink silk ribbon lacing. But then Pansy squirms in my arms and my thoughts return to this strange academy and our mistresses and masters. I minced down the corridor with the tiniest and daintiest of steps, my bottom wiggling furiously, my heart filled with excited sissy anticipation.
Helen, being a woman of the Bigger Picture, is always careful to represent her power in sexually arousing dress. Her lips are, as always, painted a deep cherry red and coated in a sparkling gloss that turns every smile into a sensual promise of forbidden pleasure. Michael is a high-flying graduate beginning a career at Lovelace Fashion and Design under the tutelage of the haughty chief executive, Emily Lovelace. Pretty she-male Shelly has had her secret dreams of domination and feminisation fulfilled by Aunt Jane. But this afternoon, we are free of all restraint.