Mistress ran her fingers over Bunny's carefully shaved mound to check for smoothness, and for the barest fraction of a second brushed her pinky over Bunny's stiff red clitty, that was jutting up so obscenely from the bald sissy sack. The clitty gave a great twitch, but Bunny,knowing the rules all too well, remained absolutely motionless.

    "Very good, Bunny. Your pussy and your mound are exceptionally smooth today. That's the way I insist my "girls" keep themselves; their mounds and sacks must be bare so that their shameful little stiff clitty's can be on full view at all times. And of course, we know why sissy's keep their pussies shaved don't we?"

    Bunny nodded. She was up on all fours on the examining table in the bathroom for her morning inspection.

    "And why don't you tell us, Miss Bunny?"

    This was the prompting for Bunny's morning recitation. She obediently complied. "A sissy keeps her pussy shaved so that Mistress can enjoy it whenever it pleases her, and so that one day a big strong man can enjoy it too."

    "That's right, Bunny. And that day Mistress is training you for might not be too far off. And is there something else you'd like to tell me about a sissy's pussy?"

    "It should be nice and loose to allow easy access."

    "That's right, because a man doesn't like to waste any time!" Mistress laughed. "Now, Bunny, it's time for your cotton tail, and then hop  along and get dressed and meet me in the Chamber. Understood?"

    "Yes Mistress."

    Mistress put a dollop of lotion on her yellow latex gloves and smoothed it into Bunny's pussy. She took the two inch wide butt plug with the fluffy cotton tail attached to the end of it and slid it inside.  Bunny's pussy stretched and stretched to admit the wide part of the plug, and then closed gratefully around the neck, firmly gripping her beautiful dildo-tail, and she hopped off, stiff clitty and all, to her dressing table.

    Once there she donned her great big pink sissy pants, the one's with rows and rows of ruffles, her pink lacy sissy socks, and a beautiful pink slip that flared out at the bottom into a puffy petticoat that stuck out two feet all around.. She combed her hair and set it into pigtails with pink bows on the ends. To finish off, she put on her pair of white Mary-Jane's. As she left to meet Mistress (who didn't like to be kept waiting), she stole a glance at the huge poster over her bed.

    The poster, that Mistress had put there when she decided Bunny "was  ready to have a pretend-boyfriend, like all girls her age," showed a smiling muscular young man with a shock of blond hair falling sexily over his eyes. His upper body was completely bare and smooth and shiny, except for a big bush of auburn hair that could be seen peeking out from his blue jeans, which were unbuttoned and partially pulled down his thighs. A large bulge was visible at the crotch.

    Bunny thought the poster a little strange at first, since she had always thought of herself as someone who liked women, especially when she was dutifully drinking her urine or cleaning her asshole, but then Mistress started milking Bunny once a week in a special poster-ritual. First Bunny had to press her face against the crotch and kiss it twenty times. Then she knelt on the bed facing it and Mistress milked her slowly with her latex gloves, while Bunny said "I love you, Jason", over and over. When her little clitty was dripping, Mistress stood behind her and slipped a finger into her pussy while she squealed "Fuck me, Jason, Fuck your Bunny!" until her sissy-goo burst out into Mistress' glove. Then Bunny leaned over and licked the glove clean. Now Bunny liked the poster a lot better, which pleased Mistress, who said that Bunny was getting proper lady-like ideas in her head and already seemed more grown-up.

    So Bunny blew Jason a kiss and rushed off to meet Mistress, who had special plans for her that day.

    When Bunny entered the Chamber, Mistress told her to take her service position on her pink shag sissy mat. Bunny knelt and folded her hands over her thighs and lowered her eyes respectfully. She stayed like that for about twenty minutes while Mistress read on her couch. Then the doorbell rang.

    Mistress leisurely stood up and walked to the door. She opened it and Bunny heard a man's hesitant voice. "Hello, I'm John. We spoke on the phone yesterday. I made a. . an appointment for today. I- "

    "Yes John, of course. Please come in and take off your coat. I am the Mistress.  Now John, let's get right to work. Remove your clothes and fold them on that chair. Now try to express your fantasy to me."

    "Uh.. just to have...to let a strong woman have her way with me... um, do whatever she wants to me."

    "I see. That's a very mature fantasy, John, to simply give yourself over to a woman's control. Most of my clients have very specific requests. Very well. First I will inspect your body, which, for our session, will be my property. This will help me decide what I may or may not wish to do to you. Say 'Yes, Mistress.'"

    "Yes Mistress."

    "Hmm. A good physique, a trifle plump. A medium sized prick. I want  you to stroke your prick gently as I speak to you. It pleases me to see a man masturbate on command. Of course you will not ejaculate, and do not produce pre-come."

    "Yes Mistress."

    "And you will not speak unless I tell you to. I don't like the look of all that pubic hair- so messy and disrespectful. Next time you will present yourself to me clean-shaven and smooth. Now turn around and show me your ass. Plump and hairy-definitely needs a nice thorough shave. Good for spanking and little else. Bend over."

    Bunny heard Mistress advance and then John give a stifled grunt.

    "Very tight. I'm not sure it would be worth the effort of stretching you out today. You need to work on your accessibility, John. I suspect you are a virgin, a rare thing these days among men. Most of my little friends come to me already well-loosened by their own solitary games. I suggest you purchase a butt plug and wear it during the day, and then in a couple of weeks a larger dildo that you will sit on while you masturbate. You do masturbate, don't you John? Answer."

    "Yes, Mistress"

    "I thought so. About how often?"

    "About three or four times a week."

    "And what do you do to make your penis erect?"

    "Uh, I look at porn magazines, watch videos and jerk my cock, Mistress."

    "I see. And do you always make yourself ejaculate when you masturbate?"

    "Yes Mistress."

    "And where exactly do you shoot your semen when you ejaculate, John?"

    "Well, uh, usually into a Kleenex, I guess, or into my hand, but  sometimes..."

   "Yes, go on. You mustn't hold anything back from your Mistress, John,  is that clear?"

    "Yes Mistress. Well sometimes I find a page in one of my magazines that shows a close-up of - of a pussy, and, uh, I kind of lie down on it, and-"

    "You pretend that you're fucking it? Is that it? And you shoot you semen onto the picture of the pussy?"

    "Yes, Mistress."

    "Don't worry, John, that kind of truly laughable and pathetic behavior is very common among males like yourself." Mistress' voice now rose to an angry tone. "All that will have to change, John." Bunny heard a loud slap. "Do you understand?" Another slap. "You will NOT ejaculate any more without my permission." Slap. "No matter how much you want to." Slap, slap, slap. "You will call me no more than once a month and beg me to allow you to ejaculate," Slap, slap, slap, slap."If you," slap"beg me" slap"well I may" slap "allow you to release" slap"in a manner" slap"of my choosing. And I warn you, that manner invariably involves eating every bit of your semen! I suggest that you get used to that idea. Eventually you will come to feel that the very purpose of ejaculation is so that you might amuse your Mistress by drinking your come. But for now, John, I've decided that your ass is too white and I'm going to redden it . Make it as red as the rising sun. Think of it as punishment for all the aimless sperm you have spilled over the years. To do this properly will immobilize you. Go bend over the punishment horse." Bunny heard footsteps and the sound of buckles being fastened.

    "Now I am going to paddle your ass John. You may cry out if you wish;the gag will muffle you."

    The punishment began. Bunny listening avidly but forbidden to raise her eyes could only count the strokes. Mistress laid them on very slowly, long pauses between each one. After 10 John began to moan into his gag at each stroke. After 20 he seemed to be screaming and mumbling continuously. Poor John thought Bunny, I wonder if he knew what he was getting into. He probably would have been better off asking for a "stern governess" fantasy or a "sissy slut training." Mistress would have given him whatever he wanted, as she had given Bunny those long months ago. She felt really bad for John, and wondered if he was getting any pleasure at all from this terrible beating. Could his poor cock still be hard pressed up against the punishment horse?

    Sissy thought about his cock and if it was still hard and what it might look like if it was. She felt a funny feeling in her stomach and a familiar stirring in the depths of her frilly sissy pants. The picture of Jason flashed into her mind but with his blue jeans pulled down all the way and a great big cock like John's sticking out with a pearly drop on the end,sticking right out of the poster and Bunny was stroking it and blowing on it and licking around the base near the fine heavy balls. . .

    "I'm finished John. Your ass is quite satisfactorily red, oh yes indeed. Now I 'm going to move you from the horse to the cross." Bunny heard John move stiffly across the floor and then the clatter of chains."

    "I think you need to relax and watch some TV, John."

    Mistress went over to her video collection, chose a tape and popped it in the VCR. "This is one of my favorite cock sucking scenes John, I think you will like it very much. It shows a young lady named Pippi Cumstockings giving a wonderful blowjob to a black man with the largest penis you or I will ever see. Please keep your eyes on the screen while I'm gone. I'm going to fetch something and I want you to be hard when I get back."

    Mistress left and Bunny heard the black man's grunts and Pippi's  slurping. Mistress returned in a few minutes.  "Oh yes John I can see you definitely are enjoying the tape. We have the same taste in entertainment I guess. What do you think of my new outfit? I put in on especially for you to get a view of the things you won't be getting today or any day. Do you like the way my demi-bra exposes my breasts and thrust them forward? Or the way my lovely bush is framed by my lacy garter belt? I think you probably do. Now keep your eyes on the screen and pretend that Pippi is giving you the blowjob. Mistress is going to massage your prick with this warm wet washcloth while you do; its just as warm and wet as Pippi's mouth." John gave a long low moan. "If you ejaculate while I'm doing this John, I will punish you as I did before, so don't get carried away. Just pretend that sexy slut is bobbing up and down on your slimy cock, licking and sucking and that she's got a finger on your asshole making little circles. Oh yes baby isn't that nice? Isn't Pippi a good little cocksucker?  Oh now she wants more baby she wants that nice hard cock inside her and she's mounting you and sliding you inside her and oh isn't she tight and warm and wet hugging your cock with her fuckable pussy and now she's fucking you good and hard and faster oh yeah faster yeah she's getting ready to come now baby, oh yes John yes she wants your come inside you. . .Don't come John,hold on don't come or I'll paddle your ass till it bleeds you little bitch!"

 With that Mistress abruptly stopped her ministrations and slapped John  across the face. She withdrew across the room and turned off the video.

    "Well John I'm afraid our time is up for today. Its time for you to leave. But you look so pathetic hanging there with your red prick that I'm moved to offer you a choice at this point. You may either leave now just as you are without ejaculation, or you may ejaculate- with a blow job from my servant Bunny."

    Bunny felt John's gaze for the first time swing over to her. A thrill ran through her whole being from painted toenails to pink hair bow."Her? That little sissy? But that's a man! I'm not some kind of faggot!"

    "A man! I'd hardly call Bunny a man, John, not anymore anyway. But that point is moot. I gave you a choice John. You have ten seconds to make it. Perhaps it will influence you to know that Pippy Cumstockings is also what you call a sissy. The black man didn't seem to share your feelings. Quite the contrary I would say. Which will it be? On the one hand you can have pent up sexual anguish or at best a pathetic wank session finishing up in a wad of toilet paper in your bathroom at home. On the other, sweet release into a warm willing mouth."

    There was a long pause. John must have made his choice wordlessly for Bunny next heard Mistress voice. "Bunny come forward and kneel before your new friend. He's about to become your first lover. There will be many more in the future, but they say that you never really forget your first love. I want you to make love to his cock with your mouth Bunny. I want you to love John here, show him all the love you have to give, that you've been storing up inside. And I want you to take every drop of the love that he gives you in return. Is that clear?"

    Bunny nodded and looked up at the pulsing cock before her, so engorged, so painfully straining. It was as if she had waited her whole life for this chance to comfort it. The head and shaft were glossy with John's cock-drool and thick veins stood out on all sides. A big tuft of black hair enshrined the base of the cock and spread up his belly and down along the insides of his thighs. Along the underside of the shaft was the ridge of the tube through which John's semen would travel on its way into Bunny's stomach. With a feeling of reverent amazement, she shuffled forward on her knees, bent forward into his musky bush and gently began to lick timidly along that ridge.

    "Start with the balls, Bunny," admonished Mistress. "I want you and John to savor the experience." Bunny dutifully shifted her tongue down to the full balls and licked all around them, nostrils filled with John's manly odor. She relished the texture of little bumps and the many little hairs. Slowly she worked her way back up to the shaft and licked around every side in long hot loving strokes; she wanted so badly to soothe his burning anguish, to make him feel special, to tell him everything was going to be O.K. John began to moan and whimper softly. That made Bunny feel so good inside, so right and feminine. Her little clitty stuck out straight inside her sissy pants, her pussy was moist and hot and yearning to tenderly envelop the gleaming length of the throbbing man-cock.

    Bunny had worked her way up to the freely drooling head and was about to wrap her lips around it when Mistress stopped her and said, "Bunny, I think its time for you to tell John something."

    "Yes, Mistress," said Bunny. "John. . . I love you, John." Then Bunny took the hot cock down her throat and began to suck.

    As Bunny got her rhythm, Mistress now began to taunt John. "Well John it seems you really do enjoy having your little red cock sucked by another man, don't you? In my book, you know what that makes you? It makes you a faggot, John, a little mincing fairy-boy faggot who should be dressed up in frilly panties and a bra and used as cock whore by real men. Good little faggot, moan for Mommy, that's right. Now say it, John, say it! Tell Mommy you're a faggot!"

    "Ohh, Oh God yes yes I'm a faggot! I'm Mommy's little faggot! Oh my God, it feels so good!"

    "Oh very good, John! What an obedient little faggot you are! Now since you're a faggot, here's something you'll definitely love." With that, Mistress reached around behind John's ass, stabbed a gloved finger between his cheeks and penetrated his tight rectum in a single thrust.

    John's cock erupted even before he had a chance to gasp. The sound he made as the ribbons of semen exploded from his body was barely human. It came forth involuntarily up from his gut and escaped through his clenched teeth, a kind of wheeze-groan-scream. It ended in a girlish sigh as he slumped forward, his lip-stick smeared cock totally buried in Bunny's sissy mouth.

    Later that night, long after John had left and the hub-bub of the very eventful day was over, Mistress strapped on her largest dildo, lubricated it, and gently fucked Bunny, face-to-face on Mistress' own queen-size bed. Bunny gratefully clasped her smooth legs around Mistress' strong back and looked up at her adoringly.

    "This is a special treat for you Bunny-kins, my largest dildo, because you did so well today."

    "Thank you, Mistress, so very very much. It was wonderful."

    "You can still taste it, can't you? All that man's love in your little sissy mouth?"

    "Yes Mistress. It's delicious. Like my own sissy-goo, but. . . spicier, I guess."

    Mistress laughed and gave a quick playful thrust into Bunny's pussy. Bunny winced and her stiff clitty swelled with pleasure so that a tiny drop of sissy love appeared on the rosy tip.

    "Oh Mistress, you feel so huge inside me," whispered Bunny.

    "That's right, Bunny, say all the things that I told you a real man likes to hear when he's fucking his sissy-whore," said Mistress as she began thrusting faster into Bunny's pink pussy. "Don't forget to moan and cry out in a soft feminine way. Men really like that! Men are also likely to fuck you harder and faster, like this, and you know that they're getting ready to shoot their sperm deep inside you when they go really fast, like this!"

    "Oh Mistress, you're hurting me! You're splitting me in half!" squealed little Bunny as Mistress pounded her pussy, driving the dildo so that the whole wide black shaft was buried at every thrust and came almost all the way out when she pulled her hips back.

    "Oh yes let me hear you squeal you bitch, you little cunt! Take your Mistress' cock, take all of it up your ragged hole you whore! You know you love it! You know you love getting your pussy fucked, you pathetic slut! "

    Bunny squealed like a little pig under Mistress' relentless onslaught, arching her back and bringing her legs back as far as she could so her Mistress could take them over her shoulders and penetrate Bunny's sore pussy to its very depths. Bunny was almost screaming now in short high-pitched yelps at every brutal invasion of her innermost recesses. Despite the pain,or because of it, a blissful tingling crept over her limbs accompanied by a deep sense of fulfillment: Her sense of self was obliterated, replaced by a serene and profound feeling of total servitude, total submission, total receptivity to a pure and powerful Will that filled her and subjugated her ego to the point of oblivion.

    Mistress shuddered and tensed and emitted a throaty grunt that shaded into a long drawn-out guttural growl, like a predatory beast. The thrusting dildo abruptly halted, stopped on the in-stroke, straining against the back of Bunny's pussy, and seemed to vibrate there as Mistress trembled, eyes shut, face flushed, her beautiful mane of hair tossed wildly back, her glowing breasts thrust forward with erect nipples like tiny towers, her smooth muscular buttocks clenched and still trying to drive the dildo deeper and deeper into the squirming thing beneath her.

    Poor Bunny, awed into terror by the resplendent power of her Mistress' unimaginable orgasm, felt all the pent-up sissy essence inside her involuntarily leap up into the light of day in a sudden stream of pure love for this magnificent force of nature that owned every inch of her hairless sissy body. Her pussy rhythmically contracted around Mistress's hard shaft and she gushed as her Mistress gushed, but was conscious even as she did so of the extraordinary differences between their climactic moments: while Mistress had given over her whole being to a life-affirming explosion of unalloyed pleasure and spiritual release, Bunny's spasmodic spurting was a paroxysm of guilt.

    Overwhelming waves of shame washed over Bunny's psyche as her tiny little red twig barfed up slimy goo, drowning the small feelings of pleasure. As Mistress' orgasm was beautiful, so Bunny's was pathetic.

    "Bunny, you are so full of sissy-goo, you bitch! What am I going to do with you!" Mistress laughed and pulled roughly out of Bunny's hole, causing her to sigh. Mistress seemed a bit giddy, though Bunny knew that would only postpone, not cancel, the inevitable punishment for spurting without permission. Bunny was sad that she had disobeyed the golden rule, but she couldn't help it. She was a weak creature, in need of constant discipline. Mistress moved up the bed and inserted the dildo into Bunny's mouth. Bunny could smell Mistress rich fragrance. "You can be sure your pussy is going to be sore tomorrow, and that's not all that's going to be sore, I can tell you, you bad little girl! Now get that mouth to work on my cock, I want its parkling clean."

    Bunny dutifully cleaned the dildo, and then Mistress washed her mouth out with soap. Then it was time for bedtime chores: drinking Mistress bedtime pee, licking her lovely anus clean. Then Mistress gave Bunny a good hard scrubbing in the tub, and told her to get dressed for bed, and that she would come in to say good night in a few minutes.

    As Mistress tucked Bunny into her frilly pink bed and turned out the light, she playfully slipped her strong hand under Bunny's baby-doll nighty into the lacy pink sissy pants and gently caressed Bunny's stiff clitty with one finger as she cooed in her ear. "That's a good little girl. We'll make a first-class faggot-whore out of you yet once we overcome your little self-restraint problem, my little preemie.Nothing that a visit from Mister Paddle won't cure, I assure you.Still, you've come a long way from the wide-eyed aimless jerky-boy that walked through my door two years ago, and I'm proud of you. Though there's still a long way to go. Good night, my sweet sissy, and don't forget to dream about John... I'm sure he's dreaming about you right now." Mistress kissed Bunny on the cheek, took her hand away with a light squeeze and moved toward the door.

    "I love you, Mistress," said Bunny.

    "I know, darling," said Mistress, and closed the door behind her.