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Mistress sissy slut

... you, some of these nice women have some really ‘interesting’ ideas on how to make sure that you do what we all kind of thought you wanted.” I looked over towards her face and saw that familiar, evil, smile on her lips and when she leaned over to whisper in my ear, she just confirmed what I thought she meant. “Sweetie, does the word ‘slave’ mean anything to you?” I turned, looked into her eyes and nodded. “Then it will be interesting to see which of us ends up making you their own, since just about all of them have their claws out for you… Including me, sweetie!” All I could do was… GULP! That afternoon, all of us, went over to the little “health bar” and took over the little room. It was there that I finally, with a good deal of coaxing, told them all about my love of women’s underwear, that developed to clothing and the like. I did my best to AVOID talking about ALL the items that I owned, like a satin French Maid Uniform. Well, actually three of them, with matching petticoats and ruffled panties. I did talk about stockings as opposed to pantyhose, my inability to walk in something less than four inch heels (I walk like some d***ken sailor in three inch or less heels was how I put it) and that I would dearly love to find some pretty red undies besides a bra and panties. Basically, I noticed that the women there were trying to figure me out as I was trying to figure out what it was that they wanted from me. Some of the women left and I was not totally sure if that meant ...

... that the novelty had worn off or what. But through all of it, Natalia didn’t say a single thing nor ask a single question. And about three hours later, there was only Stephanie, Christina and Natalia with me, with Natalia finally asking questions. But when they all looked at each other, I could tell that something was up. “Okay Mitchell. All the little “wanna be’s” are gone. Oh, I can tell you that each of those women will not only help you in some manner or fashion with your ‘transformation’, if you want to call it that. However, I guess that you need to know a couple of things, especially since you kind of understood my meaning earlier. Because from this point forward, you are going to be learning many little things and experiencing a good deal of things that, well, no ‘real’ man would be willing to experience. Oh, there are ‘real’ men who are submissive as hell and even want to become a slave to either a woman or a man. There are even cross-dressing males who would enjoy giving up control for some period of time. “However, this is one of those times when you have to make a decision that will affect not only your immediate future but, well, in this case, the remainder of your life. And it won’t be to just one of us but rather to all three of us. And your natural submissive tendencies will be brought out and expanded upon. You will be expected to obey at all times, without question. If you fail to do so, you will be punished. You be a good little, well, girl, and you will be ...