'Without the darkness we'd never see the stars.' pt 6
The healing of the ‘Rhinoplasty’ surgery had given Claudia the nose of a women with its smaller shorter appearance as it angled upward. It now sat centered on face that had been given a feminine heart-shaped look to it.
Lady Eliska had let her know she should be grateful that money wasn't an issue for having the surgery. The woman pointed out there were plenty of transwoman who would have liked to alter their looks and body to the extent Claudia had yet lacked the funds to do so.
The forehead reduction from the Facial feminizing surgery helped to better establish the womanly features that made Claudia appear strikingly beautiful. By removing a portion of skin the distance between the lips and nose had been shortened. Cheek implants made them appear slightly higher on his face while providing a cute roundness most women enjoy having.
The t-girl had it….that beautiful look a male having been transformed into a woman acquires when his transition has been guided at the hands of a woman expert at doing it. It left him the only choice of living a life from his emotions that come from being a t-girl in the Lady pond.
Being addressed as ‘Thomas’ a thing of the past the t-girl would wake each day knowing he was to be femininely objectified as the day carried on. So often wondering if he was pretty enough if he was sexy enough. Feeling the joy of lingerie that caressed his smooth hairless skin the emotions swelling up within her Claudia felt her eyes start to moisten.
“I really am pretty Mistress.”
“You’re more than that you’re beautiful…all my gurls are.”
“Lady Eliska…from now on I’ll always be living the life of a woman.”
“Yes dear….come now let’s have you in your new lingerie…we need to get to the set for your debut.”
“Mistress Eliska I enjoy having beautiful breasts …they’re so big they feel so soft …some days I can’t believe I can lactate….which bra and panties set should I wear Ma’am?”
The t-girl shook her long hair blessed with thick volume it made its way well down her back. The Brazilian butt treatment had left Claudia with a well-rounded bottom that some days seemed to move on its own.
“With that large pretty butt of yours you’re best off in a thong…here let me help you with your bra…what have you learned now that you have d-cup breasts.”
The tracheal shave left Thomas with a softer feminine voice.
“Yes Ma’am..I bend scoop and cup …and gently drop them in my bra…oh my nipples they’re so long.”
Her hand came up careful of her nipple piercings she gave off a tweak pulling the nubs outward she watched as the breasts filled as they were with mother’s milk settled back into form.
“My lovely gurl…you know Vasily will be coming by later to the location set…he’s grown quite protective of his Claudia.”
“I like him.”
“I know you do what else do you like?”
“He has such a pretty cock…it’s so big and thick I love feeling it inside my pussy.”
Her hand lowered gently touching the folds of her new vagina
“Domina l love having a pussy.”
“Of course you do ..I don’t know any woman that doesn’t….now let’s get you in your sun dress n strappy sandals……it was enjoyable picking out a lovely hat to go with it.”
The buzz around the food table caught near everyone by surprise. Prop people scurrying about Lauren Jerome looked at her new assistant Sally before the table read.
“It seems Dirk has taken leave…the orders are clear I will be taking over the lead now with the rewrite being completed.’
She held the girl’s hands with her own.
“Stick with me…I learned long ago to reward genuine loyalty Sally…I think I already have one selected…I’m waiting on final approval…just know before we start filming I’ll have found a new role for you in this movie.”
“Is the new title really Venus Envy?...I think that is so rad.’
“Yes it is…the Saturn Sage is re-educated and enlightened by the woman lead Vanya.’
“….And you are Vanya…I read the new script she has mystical powers and has a true understanding that females are superior…sorry for swearing but that is soooo fucking cooool Ms. Lauren.
“Off-site Sally call me Lauren …and call me Vanya when we are here…I believe in method acting and staying in character much of the time.”
“One other thing…your days of catering to the needs of males especially Dirk if and when he shows are over….understood Angelina.”
Having done it in past movies it wasn’t a surprise he had gone missing. Sally looked at her hearing the name.
“That will be your character’s name…just like on this movie set I want a trusted younger female protégé my character can bounce things off….she is young and filled with potential…feeding off her mentor Vanya she becomes a female supremacist just like the lead woman she comes to admire….so take no guff from any male here….it will help you develop the right mindset to stay in character. I have a couple of women I want you to meet that will help set you straight…tell me have you ever met any Mistresses and are aware of how the comport themselves?”
“Hummmm…not really…I’ve heard of them since I’ve been in LA but I grew up in near Tulsa Oklahoma….it was kind of a mix of devoted urbanites, reverent holy-rollers and hillbillies…..and those that wanted to get the heck out of there like me.”
Lauren Jerome smiled knowing exactly how she felt.
“Consider yourself my understudy.”
Sally smiled hoping all the people back home that told her she'd never make it in Hollywood would be jealous one day.
“Come pet….time for your feeding.”
Standing over the puppy cage Nicolet held the chain loosely in her hand. Cowering in the back of the cage Dirk slowly made his way to the door as it swung wide.
He had developed a high level of respect for both Nicloet and her sister Sasha. The leather pads on his hands and knees had him slowly moving out holding his position. His ass wiggling he could feel the presence of the 8” doggy-tail anal plug that had an upturn to it.
In some ways he took a comfort at feeling her secure the leash to the d-ring hanging off his BDSM collar. Trained to do it on being leashed he let the barking sounds slip out of his mouth.
“Arf arf arf.”
A scalpel cut to the frenum under his tongue a weighted clip was affixed stretching his tongue out far beyond the normal length for a person. As it lengthened the first few days he found it awkward to speak. Moving into the end of the week he had difficulty formulating a coherent sentence.
Finding it on line the women had picked up the ’costume-like’ partial mask covering that rested above his mouth changing the look of his nose to that of a canine snout giving him the appearance of a dog.
Nicolet had never been to a ‘Furry-convention’ or the like yet knew other dominants had bought them for their submissives because of how strikingly realistic they looked.
After he’d lost the wrestling match and it followed up by being shagged he woke up cuffed to a chain hanging from the ceiling in the well-appointed basement.
Standing next to her had Sasha looking on as her sister spoke. Nicolet was up front about it.
“You have a couple of week or so before you are needed…..Shall we return you to your trailer or would you like to stay and learn more of our ways?...be fair warned you will be spanked as part of your training.”
Dirk had never experienced anything quite like being with Nicolet and Sasha.
“I’d like to stay Ms. Nicolet.”
“It will be Mistress Nicolet and Mistress Sasha….know this….what you will experience will change the way you think about yourself.....and likely your sexual orientation.”
Like any talented disciplinarian at first Sasha let fly with moderate swats with the wooden paddle. He would come to discover over time she would build up his ability to absorb high amounts of pain as the blows became harder.
His eyes stayed trained on Nicolet’s beauty and the stern look on her face as her sister blistered his ass red. The grunting an acknowledgment of discomfort his face would grimace anticipating when the next blow would land. It was part of the process like the absence of sound in between the notes played of a classical piece of music that added to creating its over-all beauty.
Apprehension mingling with physical experience the combination a devastating mental impact that has one questioning who they’ve believed themselves to be. Nicolet would handle the after-care showing affection he desperately needed to feel during his shower or bath and drying. The woman took to denuding him of his body hair until all that remained was a well-trimmed strip of a single line most often found on women during bikini season.
Done in timed increments the two women would leave him alone for hours at a stretch. Restrained and made immobile it is in those moments of loneliness that a submissive has only his feelings to cling to. As his pain settled down to a moderate level he took to looking forward to experiencing more thrashings. 2 days in he offered no complaint at being put in a puppy cage to live out of.
Mornings would have him being collared and leashed and taken outside for time to perform the necessities of human function. Simple servings of heated oatmeal became his daily feeding. His self-esteem began to plummet as he found himself lapping the gruel out of a bowl.
Quite simple in its application in between spankings he took to being treated like a favored house-pet. As though a motherless child he came to view both Nicolet and Sasha as his authority figures that would be obeyed in the hope of finding favor.
A few days being kept inside it he found an open laptop next to the puppy cage. A good hour or so before the lights went out and early every morning he would have the opportunity to view pictures of hard cocks that went on automatically.
Dirk had never experienced ‘Gay’ sex in fact there was a time he despised the idea of it as well as the people who participated in such. Many a day his friends and him would make fun of pfoofters and gay boys as they called them.
Yet alone in the puppy cage free of distraction his mind idle if not addled he soon found himself being drawn to the images. A few days later gay sex scenes were included. It spoke to the power of pictures and videos when consistently viewed. Much like his daily spankings he grew to like seeing the blow jobs performed and the submissive male sometimes being a ‘Twink’ taking an alpha Master up his bum after sucking the cock.
Being in a chastity cage had Dirk experiencing levels of frustration
Proud at her achievement Sasha had thought it up. He found upon waking one morning an attachment put to the inside of the puppy cage wall. The flexible latex piece complete with hanging ballsac had a realistic look and feel of a 6” cock with moderate girth.
Coming back from his daily morning walk outside Nicolet explained he merely needed to suck to pull in water from the phallus-like tool. Putting the bowl of oatmeal down inside his cage she stood and waited. Slurping up some of his morning feeding he looked at the latex cock before staring back at Nicolet.
They both knew he was going to do it. Two more slurps of oatmeal had Dirk put his lips to the head of the cock and suck. Sure enough as God makes little green apples water came out.
Nicolet bent into a squat her luscious breasts moving naked under her top. Reaching out her hand cuddled his balls as he sucked.
“Drink as much as you like…plenty of water is good for you pet….in the corner there is a container ….you merely need to squat like a female to pee.”
His oatmeal gone he took to sucking the cock as she watched delighting in having his balls caressed.
“You seem to have a talent for it….yet as the water level lowers you’ll need to suck harder.”
It started to happen he hadn’t come since the first afternoon and he could feel his balls filling with cream.
“Should your Mistress stop pet?”
He shook his head gurgling out ‘no please don’t’.
“Go ahead I’ll never deny you experiencing joy....…feeling the contrast between pleasure and pain only serves to make you more devoted to your dominant’s.”
Water spilling out of the sides of his mouth he kept up the sucking sure he was about to erupt despite the chastity cage. His head bobbing back and forth he let out a large masculine grunt as his seed spilled out onto the floor of the cage.
Still in her squat Nicolet simply shook her head ‘yes’ as she watched him lick up his discharge. A smile came on her face he had made the connection between suckling a cock and sexual gratification. She was aware it would pale in comparison to doing it with the real thing.
In the days ahead he would find the laptop put close to the latex cock where he could both suck and watch.
An afternoon 3 days later he found himself affixed to a St. Andrews cross ready and willing to submit to his latest spanking. He was lost in the blissful state so often found in the BDSM world. It was as though he needed to be beaten to feel complete.
‘Thwappp, thwappp, thwappp’…the sound of the wooden paddle sounded out as it struck each blow on the same spot time after time.
“Owe ….yessss…..owe....yessss…. Mistress Sasha….thank you…..owe ….owe….owe.”
The woman could feel the heat emanating from the redness on his cheeks. Caught up in the feeling he twisted his ankle a little upon being released. Sasha watched as he dropped to the floor. A seasoned wrestler she had seen it frequently and knew exactly what to do. A text to her sister had Nicollet bringing down ice wrapped in a towel.
“We need to stay ahead of the swelling…it’s not too bad pet…come today you’ll rest and sleep on a cot with your leg lifted to keep the pressure off.”
“Thank you Mistress …I’m sorry I was so clumsy.”
It would prove to be the opportunity the women were looking for. 3 days later the swellling down as he came out of the shower he found a pair of mesh see-through underwear with a kimono style satin robe.
Nicolet helped dry him showing the touch only a woman possesses.
“I have a physical therapist coming to examine that ankle…it’s probably alright yet it never hurts to be certain.”
“Yes Mistress thank you…again I apologize for stumbling like that.”
The robe settling at his hips the male thong was a bright neon blue and showed his penis that had been given its temporary freedom without the chastity cage.
The large male looked like he was 6” taller and 50 pounds heavier than Dirk. Sticking his hand out he shook Dirk’s hand. His grip firm and strong had Dirk wincing a little on pulling away. He gave a tug to the robe trying to keep it closed as he tightened the belt.
“This way Gustav…you can look at it in the bedroom down the hall….I put up a massage table next to the bed”
“Yes Nicolet that will be fine... a close examination will be best…. I’ll give him a complete physical just to be safe….perhaps massage the area to see if the circulation has returned."
The hint of a slight hobble as he moved Dirk free of the canine look and anal plug- tail felt like a regular human again walking upright. He could sense his bare hairless legs were being stared at as he once more pulled the robe tight to his body.
Gustav pulled his coat off revealing a muscled look in the polo shirt. Closing the door he put it on the hook in back and set his phone upright on the dresser.
“The robe off let’s see you stand and slowly turn using the good ankle.”
Dirk felt kind of funny as though he was a model of sorts posing in just the mesh thong.
“Ok….nice legs…spread a little…turn and bend at the waist looking at the door…hold a little….let’s see if you have any flexibility.”
It felt so different not to have any hair on his body and even stranger putting his ass on display for the beefy male.
Gustav pointed to the table as he held the bottle of massage oil. Walking closer Dirk suddenly watched as the muscled up male effortlessly lifted him up at the shoulders to the massage table. It clearly was a show of strength.
His nose lifting at the scent Gustav smiled
“Just lie back…..is that lavender I smell?”
“Yes …Ms. Niclolet had me shower with her…lavender was the scent of her body wash soap.”
Dirk could feel him test the ankle as he gently turned it to and fro. Rubbing the massage oil in his hands the physical therapist glided some along the leg as Dirk lay prone.
Gradually his oiled hands made their way up the leg leaving a soothing feeling behind in their wake. Gustav did the same with Dirk’s other leg after what he had endured the past two week it felt nice getting a massage.
“That’s a nice look….”
His sense of submissiveness having been established by Sasha and Nicolet Dirk looked at him unsure of what he meant.
“….your single line…on your mound…...I think it looks sexy on boys.”
At 42 years old Dirk wasn’t used to being called ‘boy’.
Gustav let his hand move to the thong using his finger he pulled at the mesh knit exposing Dirk’s penis and trimmed line of pubic hair. It was a moment of truth …had he really been turned gay.
On its own Dirk watched his cock grow hard letting out a whimper. Gustav spooled out the massage oil onto the mound and hard dick. Seconds later his hand took to stroking it.
It felt so nice having his penis played with. Closing his eyes his mind was pulling up images of the videos he’d watch and the pictures of hard cocks he’d seen.
Keeping up the stroking the massive sized male spoke.
“Mistress Nicolet and Sasha tell me you’re called pet…yes they tell me you are quite submissive in the presence of a dominant…I like pets….especially obedient boy pets……nod your head if you are an obedient boy!”
Dirk didn’t hesitate his head move a up and down.
His hands began to roll Dirk’s balls in his fingers as he stroked the cock. Pulling one hand free he lifted it towards Dirk’s lips. Keeping eye contact as he stroked the cock Gustav slid his index finger inside Dirks mouth letting it act as a surrogate phallus.
“Down on your knees ….pet.’
He felt so weak and obedient helpless to stop the feeling that he needed to suck on the cock as he lowered to the carpet to kneel. His sense of submission spiking eyes wide open he unzippered and lowered Gustav’s pants down as the male took his shirt off to stand tall and naked.
Something inside Dirk told him to wait until he was given permission. His smaller piece of stick couldn’t compare to the majesty of the lengthy cock leaving Dirk to just stare at the beauty of it.
Oral fixation it exists starting at an early age and builds over time, suckling on a mother’s nipples, sucking on a thumb adolescence has one liking lollipop’s even drinking soda using a straw satisfies the need to have an object in the mouth.
“Impressive isn’t it?…you’ll find its size and length will bring you joy…now suck.”
Dirk’s lips moved over the head of the large girthed cock as both hands held it still. His mouth slurped at the penis thrilled to feel the heat start to increase within it. His tongue slathered wetness along some of the veins as they pulsed at becoming aroused and made angry.
He thought the balls looked so nice dipping down he licked away letting them jostle at his touch. The hard cock grew first to 6” ….then to 7” and until it finally reached its maximum length of 8 inches.
“On the bed pet…hands and knees…. pull off that comforter I don’t want to ruin it.”
Dirk did as he was told arching his back he felt the single lubed finger slip inside him before a 2nd one joined in. His neck and head lifted on feeling the bulbous head of Gustav’s cock pierce its way past the tight rosebud restriction.
“Hold still virgin boy…this may hurt at first until we stretch you out….after that you’ll be begging for more”
Just as the dominant Master had anticipated the first few minutes were filled with tension and pain for Dirk. Yet a few minutes later it began to shift as his anal canal adjusted slick with lube. As the two fell into a pace Dirk used his butt to push back accepting more.
Much to Dirk’s delight soon near all of the cock was sliding in and out. The rythm increased as the big bear of a male became rougher.
“Take it subby pet….you’ll wear my collar in the days ahead…I already know what tattoo I’ll want on you….it will say…owned by Master G.”
It hadn’t dawned on Dirk he would be branded with a tattoo. It served to turn him on even more.
Male on male sex has its moments so often the rough sex of masculine muscles on muscles produces a frenzy. It’s at its best when both release their male juice in unison creating a lasting bond with the submissive accepting the warm cream while also having his ooze forth at the hands of his dominant.
As the first spurt erupted inside him Dirk loudly screeched out as he felt the hand of his new Master stroke his cock. The words spoken internally…’oh fuck…it’s happened…a master domme has come inside me….no wonder women love it so much’.
He had always been fairly strong yet the hands of Gustav now holding his hips were much stronger. Together they came as one with jizz spilling out recklessly onto the bed-spread from ‘pet’s cock as more was left inside Dirk’s anal canal by Master Gustav.
A few minutes went by before Nicolet opened the door after knocking. Seeing Dirk back in his thong sitting in the lap of Gustav with his arm around his neck Dirk smiled at her.
“Hello boys…I see some fun was had…did he welcome all your juice Master G?’
Dirk let his hand graze the two day beard growth of Gustav.
It came out in broken English.
“Yaaaa…villl get better….much learning for him still.”
Nicolet looked at Dirk.
“Pet …it seems there has been some new developments on the movie set…I’m afraid there had been a change in the cast and plot….your role is no longer primary.”
“Yes Mistress Nicolet…I don’t really care as long as I can be with Master Gustav.”’
He leaned in and kissed the dominant’s cheek once more rubbing his 5 o’clock shadow.
End of part 6 …