“There, it’s slipping in just right, such nice touch Kid Malibu.”
“Well thank you ‘Ms. Sally Schooner’.”
The woman didn’t let many people call her Kid Malibu accept for her good friend from grammar school. Her quick retort reminded each they had learned how to become avid sailors at an early age living off the coast of the Pacific Ocean. Women of means now here the two were many years later slipping her 55’ sailboat into the dock near her home on the Atlantic coastline.
Having mastered the waters that day where Melville’s characters plied their trade the glass of Chardonnay tasted sweet watching the sunset after an hour of being in dock.
Dominatrix Camille ran her fingers over the keyboard only to see moments later the obedient response of the male being turned T-Gurl slave in training.
“Are they all so quick to obey?”
“Some more then others, yet I’ve found Alyssa here to be quite obedient, to me its clear she possesses a deep desire to see her femininity manifest itself with her becoming a post-op T-Gurl. We’ll see about that, time will tell. Like a parent my role is tactics and strategy, I guide I don’t force.”
Taking a sip of her own glass of wine her friend responded.
“True power covers force not the other way around, the grace of power always wins over the brutishness of force….. I see that means, like only a woman of your talents can do you are giving her the gift of femininity…. to go along with a luscious pair of breasts she’ll display….between her legs she’ll have a lovely flower of a vagina one day.”
Mistress Camille typed into the keyboard as the two then watched Alyssa rattle off 200 spanks to each butt cheek as she knelt on the floor. The T-gurl slave in training then lifted the ping pong paddle to show a crimson heart above the initials DLC. Flipping it around Camille and her friend saw Alyssa-gurl suck on the handle as tho it was a DLC proxy for a male phallus.
“How many does that make?”
Dominatrix Camille answered while smiling.
“700 each cheek”
“I like her hoop earrings, delightfully feminine just like those colorful 4” strappy sandals you have her teetering in.”
“Yes, always improving and becoming a woman is an improvement….all my T-Gurls develop a taste for feminine whimsy as they like Thoreau suggested advance in the direction of their dreams.”
“I will say she’ll make for a pretty blond one day….. my, my look how red her pretty bottom cheeks are. That must hurt.’
“It needs to, a spanking really only starts once the tears begin. I saw someone comment and thought it accurate….a BDSM relationship is primarily an exchange of power between a dominant and a submissive….pain even constrained elemental violence are two types of currencies within that exchange, there can also be humiliation, tickling and perhaps being femmed.... that in this case as with all my gurls comes from the request of the male submissive who deep down knows their life is best to be lived moving forward from a womanly perspective.’
“Oh look …what do you call them ‘nipple suckers’….your pet Alyssa is developing lovely nipples, they are beginning to look so feminine in their size.’
“Yes I told her that, not only in their size but also it their texture and sensitivity. Training her with ‘boobie–suckers’ also they will one day sit nicely crowned above her pair of c-cups.
I’m afraid my little pet will soon discover her days living without wearing a pretty lace bra are behind her. Right now her focus is on losing that tummy bump, she is very sincere in acquiring a tapered waistline…. that can be the only reason why she purchased a true boned corset to go along with the others in her collection. She even sleeps in them at my request. The discipline of corset training has its benefits.”
“Its hard losing weight, one has to adjust a lifetime of eating habits, I suppose it’s a lot like turning around the Queen Mary in midstream.”
Letting her head drift behind, Dominatrix Camille laid back a touch to have the cool evening breeze wash over her.
“She’ll get there knowing it pleases me….. and also because like any submissive woman she’ll enjoy the fact that a thin waistline will better highlight her beautiful pair of c-cups breasts…. so quick to jiggle and wiggle she’ll discover how nice they feel as she is on all fours receiving hard stiffness a woman enjoys.
The gurl knows her days of mounting a woman are over, she has been informed that sex will be with her accepting a cock inside her….. I let all of the gurls in my garden have gurl-friends and genetic girlfriends just without any sex involved.”
“Yes I see they still have much to learn about being a woman …what better way then to have women help teach them when your not available. In many ways you are to be commended Camille."
“Having the high IQ I possess I try to be humble at times.”
"Yes Mistress Camille knowing you as I do I would say so…. it reminds me of the axiom ‘all genius is accompanied with a sense of humility for they know they are not the source of their gift, the moment they think they are it diminishes’.”
“I’ll leave the metaphysics to you for now, what I’m interested in is bringing out the woman I know exist in my pet T-Gurl slave in training Alyssa.”
Her friend saw the handmade sign over the shoulder of the kneeling T-Gurl and read it out loud.
"Welcome My Mistress Darklady…DLC’s Alyssa…..surely only one devoted to her Mistress would write such a greeting.”
“Yes I would agree she is devoted….that’s why she is one of my tvCHix gurls…I do so enjoy seeing how femininely objectified they all look posing as they do…to think they all use to wank their little playthings of a boi-clit to images of naked or near naked women and now they are becoming that….a certain irony to the symmetry of it isn’t lost on me…..its really a sign that I am doing my part to lead us to a Matriarchy…..one penis at a time.’
Her friend smiled.
“Since so many of your T-Gurls end up with them maybe we should say one 'Vagina’ at a time.”
“Touche Ms. Sally Schooner.’
Lifting her half empty wineglass her friend spoke.
“Right back at you Kid Malibu.”
With a touch of class displaying the humility they spoke of Dominatrix Camille tipped her wineglass at her friend showing she was quite capable of having a mild laugh at her own expense.
“Oh look…. your cute Alyssa is blowing you a loving kiss good bye.”
A quick type by Mistress Darklady had 3 ‘emoji’ kisses followed by a series of xxx’s n oooo’s …U2 my pet.