Stevie's Adventure's

A Letter to a Mistress...

So Proud to Advance for Mistress - Part 1

To Taste is to Honor Mistress-Part II

A Letter to a Mistress:

i was in Manhattan 3 times this month and Mistress C wished me to accompany Her all 3 times. You can imagine how ecstatic that made me, and i relished serving Her and entertaining each time. i never thought She'd want to see me 3 times, and the last visit (yesterday) was marvelous with me going to new ground!

There's so much to say that i don't know where to start! So i'll tell You about the club: Mistress arrived at the hotel (near Penn Station) and had me strip and douche. She was kind enough to bring my sissy lace and a few toys She enjoys using on me. She, of course, was dressed elegantly befitting a regal Woman. She had me wear my black thigh highs and red G-string under my clothes.

We walked only about 4 blocks to the site of the private party (on 30th St. i think). The entrance was marked by a red Xmas bow on the door and inside a Lady asked for the password and took the balance of my payment for the furnishings.

Then a man took us up in an elevator and into a private area. It was FANTASTIC. i had expected just a few people. But no. The lighting was low and perfect. It was intimate with several small rooms appointed with dungeon equipment and colored lights. There was a bar and snacks with even healthy vegetables should one wish to partake, a small dance floor, dark corners everywhere, a locker room, showers, etc. You would love it, Mistress J!

Most pleasing was that there were as many Ladies as males. i've been to public fetish clubs where on slow nights there are too many voyeuristic males. Not this place! The theme was Xmas so everywhere one looked there were beautiful Ladies to serve dressed in Xmas costumes and everyone was dressed to the hilt.

No boring male voyeurs around. Many of the men were nude and when we entered a nude male was in the middle of the dance floor worshipping one or two Ladies' high heels. One of the Ladies kicked his balls a few times so he would remember Her superiority. A bit later She actually gave him the gift of Her golden nectar which he eagerly drank in his homage to Her.

We sat for a while and just looked around at everyone. It was so good to see Mistress C pleased and enjoying the goings-on.

After a while She took me to one of the small rooms where there were a couple of submissive males and two Ladies. i stripped to my hose and G-string. It was wonderful to know i was pleasing anyone who walked in. The G-string does not cover me very well and Mistress wanted my testes tied and in order, so She took some cord and made a tight knot around my testes and male clittie. Of course the cord made it swell way up which just made the problem worse! But i had to tolerate it as the Ladies liked seeing it bound up.

Mistress then had me remove Her boots and worship Her feet. i sucked each toe through Her stockings and gently massaged Her calves. She enjoys relaxing and i so wanted Her to be comfortable.

A Girl came and watched and congratulated Mistress on the behavior of Her slave.

Soon i was told to stand and receive some punishment. My wrists were tied to a high bar and i was strapped and spanked with Her bare hand. She pulled my G-string down to my ankles and many saw me in that state.

The bar was raised and She held my penis tightly and squeezed each ball. They were very tender and large.

Do You remember, Ma'am? You commanded i not cum and in Your honor i felt the squeezes on my swollen testes, and thought of You as i endured this torment, because thanks to You they were large, sensitive and tender. They were separately tied and displayed.

Several Ladies who happened to pass by highly agreed with Mistress that i needed more training. i'm so happy that They know what's good for me and that i pleased Them. i was then led to a rack on a wall where i was secured and spanked some more.

When Mistress decided to rest She fastened my leash on my neck and led me around to visit with the many others in the various rooms. There were many nude men paying proper respect to the Ladies present. It is so pleasing to me that many men now are realizing that we should be the objects for Ladies' amusement.

Mistress left me to look about a bit on Her own and i sat next to a very elegant and beautiful Lady administering corporal punishment to another sissy. How i wished to crawl across Her lap and do my penance!! She seemed to approve of my attire and i watched a couple of transvestites and Shemales sway to the music...There's so much to tell that i could go on and on......

It was a fabulous night out.

Finally at 4 am we headed back to the hotel. Mistress C. had much more in store for me. i was told to get naked and lie on the bed. She said "spread 'em" and of course i quickly obeyed. She wanted to explore me inside. i was blindfolded and told to relax. i felt Her lube me and could hear Her snap on Her latex gloves. The sensation was indescribable as i allowed Her entrance and tried to relax. She said "exhale and breathe" and She fully penetrated me.

Mistress likes to manually tickle my prostate. She tried various plugs and dildos and it was glorious to make much progress. i've been trained so well, Mistress J. i now love this feeling and this may sound weird, Ma'am, but i actually try to suck the dildo and bring it in deeper with my anus. i try to pull it in. my penis sucking lessons helped me here. i've learned the technique of sucking with suction and using my tongue. So when She penetrated me i accept it fully.

There's so much to tell! And i blather on and on.......

Part 1-

There is a lovely Lady who resides in the New York City area that I met a couple of years ago through an internet chat room. Quite ordinary things were discussed including travel and even the weather. After a while I asked Her not to be put off by my rather graphic profile which shows my true self - myself nude and my pronouncements that I am a completely submissive male devoted to pleasing and entertaining Ladies. She replied that She was not offended and rather enjoyed seeing me in various states of being tormented.

The pictures included my balls being tied and my very strong tendency to cross-dress and be simply a plaything for whatever Lady may wish to amuse Herself. We finally met and She has developed into a wonderful dominant Lady who seems to relish tormenting me. This report is about our most recent meeting.

Mistress C instructed me to proceed promptly to Her residence. I obeyed and felt a box of chocolates might be an appropriate simple gift to show my appreciation for Her training. It had been a few months since She had last seen me so we chatted a few minutes. She is quite a lovely Lady, a good conversationalist, and She enjoys a marvelous sense of humor.

After a few minutes She said simply, "strip". I did so immediately. I know one thing that would annoy a Lady is to leave one’s things in an untidy manner, so I did my best to neatly stack my things out of the way. I now was wearing just my lovely panties which were quite small.

My little dicklette was constrained into a very small space under the smooth fabric, but it would occasionally try to peek out and play "peek-a-boo". My testicles, too, were being quite naughty. They would sometimes droop beneath the panties. My ample and plump ass was poorly covered.

Mistress noticed this and said "My, My, you must control your clittie better than that. We will work on it."

I kneeled on the floor before Her. She commanded me to warm some coffee for Her so I immediately complied with Her order. She relaxed on the sofa and told me to prepare myself. I was told to find my little bag of frilly things, find the enema and go.

I cleansed and cleansed. I wanted to be pristine and pure for my training and to show my devotion and respect. Mistress came in to the bathroom for a few minutes to gauge my progress and I was so happy She approved. I was so nervous. I knew She may wish to test my slut training and I so wanted my male vagina to be ready in case She did.

Finally, I entered the living room and kneeled before Her. She gave my ass a couple of swats and I was told to put the dog collar on. She attached the chain. She then inspected Her property. I was told to stand and make a circle. My clittie dangled before Her amusingly. I had made sure my balls were hair-free. Mistress likes Her balls that way. She teasingly pulled them away from the shaft and inspected them. I was then told to warm some more coffee for Her. She gave me another swat and said, "now, slave."

When I returned She had prepared the coffee table with Her favorite devices. First, Mistress placed each ball within a noose and tied the sac and penis tightly. The sensation was a bit uncomfortable I must admit, but it is my duty to perform for Mistress.

My clittie began to engorge itself. I was so pleased that it stood at attention in respect for Her. It simultaneously showed respect and its ugly head for Her amusement. She tightly squeezed the two ping pong balls and tested their elasticity. But I had displeased Her a bit. She did not like the undisciplined way the penis was bobbing around. So She tied a black belt around my waist and then tied the penis to it.

Then I was told to get on my knees and elbows. I heard the sound of latex gloves smacking as She donned them. Mistress C commanded me to spread very wide and accept my fate. This was it. Mistress expected my vagina to be ready. So I tried my best to relax and accept my destiny. I felt Mistress run Her royal fingers up and down my crack.

Finally, the inevitable happened. She inserted a finger slowly into my deep hole. She was testing because I knew much more was to come. As She inserted a second finger and then a third She began to pump me in and out. With Her other hand She massaged my perineum and the hidden prostate.

"You are such a slut, aren’t you, slave? You’re going to get it today. Beg for it."

I replied, "oh yes, Ma’am, thank You. I am a slut. Thank You for fucking me. Please prepare me so I can become a good whore for You, Ma’am."

She gave me several spanks. I felt my derriere warm. She removed Her fingers. Soon a new object entered me. I felt it slide slowly past my little puckerhole and then meet a bit of resistance at my sphincter.

"Take it now, slave. Take it deep. Spread wider."

The dildo made me feel like I would be split in two. Her assault was relentless, but I know it’s what I must have. How could I become a good slave, cocksucker, and whore if I couldn’t take Mistress C’s butt plugs and dildos? If She had a party, how could I please Her friends? No, this training was for my own benefit. If I am to be a party favor, I must be ready and well trained.

In utter devotion the plug entered me entirely. "Good boi. That’s my slut." Relief and pride consumed me. I was pleasing the Mistress. "But you must be punished for that bit of resistance. You shall have to be spanked. Now keep the plug in."

"I’m so sorry, Ma’am. I didn’t mean to be so naughty."

Mistress C then delivered several smacks to my upturned ass. "Ow Ow Ow... oh my oh my... I’m sorry, Mistress. Ew Ew Ew " It was so excruciating,stinging and I could feel my butt warm and turn red. She continued with Her spanking. I felt I could wail just like a little sissy- which is what I am, of course!

Then it happened. I lost control and the butt plug loosened and dangled out. I tried so hard to hold it in. But it was no use. It plunked down onto Mistress C’s carpet. Just two words came from Her: "stand up."

"Stand at attention." She then blindfolded me and led me to Her desk. "Now lean over and place your chest on the desk. You shall receive punishment." She thrust the plug deeply into me and I screamed a little scream while I was bent over at 90 degrees. SMACK!!

This was a new sensation. Mistress was using Her cat-o-nine tails I would later learn. Each cheek received it’s penance. It was impossible to know where She would strike next. Even my balls were not immune.

She swished the cruel device up and inevitably one or both balls would feel a sting. She placed Her first finger and thumb around the little testes and pulled them back. WHACK. WHACK. SMACK.

Then I felt Her strap. My butt cheeks felt like they would blister. But they didn’t. Mistress is an expert at delivering a punishment. Surely Her neighbors heard everything. I whimpered, cried, and truly regretted my mistake. "Oh Mistress. I am so sorry. OW. OW!!" I breathed my heartfelt penance between blows. "Thank You, Mistress. I know I need this."

"Yes you do"... Finally it ended. I was just a whimpering heap collapsed on the desk, my eyes covered, my vagina exposed. I knew what would come next.

"Now spread and spread wide. Beg for your destiny." My red ass was being cooled by something cold. She lightly massaged my ass cheeks and gently rubbed my perineum, the area under my balls. "You know when you displease me what happens. You know you must accept what is to become a part of you- that you must hold the dildo."

"I’m sorry, Mistress. I’ll do better. I promise." The blindfold was still in place.

"Now prepare yourself." I felt the penis head slide in ever so slowly. It was exquisite. She tested me. In and out, in and out, just a little. I began to coo and moan a little. I began a little rhythm to meet Her gentle thrusts. "Now deeper." I froze. It was happening.

The penis slid deeper still into my womanhood, or should I say faghood? "Good slut, good baby." My breaths were getting deep and then shallow. I could feel my male vagina being completely violated. She would go deep and increase the tempo of Her thrusts. I met every one. Then She would tease my prostate. The penis head tickled and I nearly shuddered with submissive bliss.

This was my destiny-to become a whore for Mistress. She was wearing Her strap on, the divine device for taking me, and taking me all the way. "I will take you to a club and all the Ladies there will enjoy you. You will assist each one. Every Woman should penetrate you."

"Yes Mistress, oh yes Mistress, oh yes Mistress."

To be continued.....

To Taste is to Honor Mistress-Part II

As i was in a deep space of worshipping and honoring my Mistress, Mistress C, i realized that i should serve Her a refreshment. She directed me to Her kitchen where i was to fix some coffee and tidy up. She had something She wished me to wear. A brief black apron was placed around my waist, but my clittie seemed to get in the way. my eyes were always lowered in deep respect that a Lady had graced me with the training i so sorely needed.

Mistress tied cord around the naughty member and ensured that the ball sac displayed prominently. One of the balls shone brightly in its bondage. She squeezed it between Her thumb and forefinger. The hairless and helmeted glands saluted Her in Her glory. i dropped to my knees and bowed my head as i took Her orders for Her drink.

Mistress C ordered, "clean the kitchen, slave, bring me coffee, and clean up. Now!" She slapped my ass and i immediately trotted off in my high heels. i was completely exposed in back, but i was glad my thigh high stockings held up. Each time i returned She would give my butt a smack. She told me to lift my apron for inspection. i held it high for Her. She examined my member and made sure each ball was tightly bound and displayed. Mistress opened the tip. It was like the little mouth of a fish.

"Next time I must enter you with urethral sounds." my penis is Hers and She wished to penetrate me completely. "i want you to be my complete slave- a "3 holer." With this She laughed a bit. "you are to be milked in every way. Then you are to nourish yourself with the milk, my cow."

"Now fetch my strapon." i scampered over and produced the device that i knew i would again be impaled on. "Spread the towel on the floor." She donned the long phallus and ordered me to wear a blindfold.

"Oh yes, Mistress. As You say."

"Lean over the desk again."

With this i again felt the deep penetration as Her penis seemed to slide endlessly into my open hole. "OH. i'm so tight, Ma'am." But on it went. She reached below me and directed my clittie downward. She cupped and squeezed the swollen balls until they ached, all the while fucking and fucking me. "Very nice, slut. Now produce. This is for your own good. Make cream." i moaned as She slapped my ass. But my hole seemed to welcome Her thrusts. "you're so tight. We must work on that. Completely yield to me."

Finally She pulled out. "On your knees. Now!" i did so immediately. "Now lick up your dinner. Clean my towel." There was a neat gooey residue on the floor. i sank to my knees and elbows and stuck my tongue out a bit apprehensively. i couldn't believe i had produce so much! But i had been trained well. It's amazing how each time i have even the slightest doubt, my devotion to serving Womankind wins out in the end. The salty dribble from my testes tasted so nice. i licked and smeared the spend around my lips. Mistress remarked, "what a remarkable whore you have become! No more shooting for you. This is the only way you are to bring forth milk. Then you are to lick every drop and thank Me for it. Should i take you out to a public club, any Lady that asks Me will of course receive My permission to do with you as i have. your mission in life is to satisfy and entertain any Woman that may wish to toy with you."

So, dear reader, this is my training. Acts that were quite frightening i now crave in my devotion. Mistress reminded me as i licked and sucked the juices back into my slave self how lucky and chosen i was. Oh yes. i tasted. i licked. i slurped the milky cum until there was no more. She occasionally would spank me or violate my anal hole, my secret place , until i wailed my sanctimonious prayer to Womankind. If She should tweak my nipples or smack my testes, it became a pious act for me to show my submissive devotion and thank Her.

Her precious time with me started to run short. By the close of the evening i was bucking, moaning; a cheap $5 dollar slut craving Her Royal Cock. my stockings had run down and Her lube drenched my thighs, but i met Her thrusts and brought my knees high above as i received the deep utter penetration only a Dominant Woman can give so well. The floor must have bounced and the neighbors surely knew.

"That's my slut. Take it, take it deep." She was always calm. Always in total control.

And i did....... And She has ordained further training for me.....

If you've got them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow....

***MMM, careful what you wish for***