Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2023 22:12:20 +0000
From: Mark Irving <Umpire1956@hotmail.com>
Subject: Slave Mark's Feminine Side Chapter (1)

Master Brett and Slave Mark's Feminine side, chapter 1

      Master Brett and I had been on and off as a Master and Slave for a
number of months now, and we were both trying to adjust to one another's
tastes and our constant desire to explore and expand my boundaries. I was
just very happy that I has found someone that catered my total obsession to
serve, if there was a natural thing in life, mine was to do the bidding of
others, male or female. He soon found this out when all it took was a click
of the fingers at a BDSM party I was exploring for the first time. When I
first nervously walked in the door and crept around the room hugging the
wall, and definitely not trying to pick or be seen, I was the curious
observer, getting his rocks off, watching all the action and play that I
had heard so much about which goes on in a Club like this. Everything I did
at the Club was very low key, even getting a drink at the bar was done with
the utmost discretion, the one thing I did not is to draw attention to
myself. I had heard so much about these clubs, but until recently never got
the chance or the balls to venture inside. It truly was everything I'd read
about or heard in whispers. The first thing that struck me was the outfits
and the smell of leather as the Dominates and submissives walked past, It
wasn't the grungy bike leather, this stuff was soft, foam fitting, and came
in a multitude of colours, mind you there was a real lot missing on some of
the outfits, i.e. chaps and vests, and the leather studded jocks that had a
G-string design left nothing to the imagination. But some of the leather
corsets and Garters were hot, straight out of the Rocky Horror Picture Show
catalogue; I knew I love that musical for a reason. The fish net stockings
and very cute butts were on full display. And I must admit that from my
secluded spot against the wall, I was having trouble keeping my manhood in
check. My little head wanted to come out and have a look for its self, but
that was never going to happen.  .....

        Then a voice to my left spoke in whispers, "New here? you don't
half look it, and don't worry I was the same wall flower when I first
arrived, scared frightened, nervous, excited, thrilled and not to mention
horny, you're not the first and you certainly won't be the last."  I looked
up from my drink only to see a rather handsome, smartly dress man that was
dressed in black leather pants and motorcycle boots and leather vest, but
more importantly he had an air about him, I couldn't help but be drawn into
a conversation, everything he said was exactly the way I was feeling. "Yep
I'm the new fish in the pond, and I feel exactly like you said. "Ok what do
you want to know? What takes your fancy?, Have you seen anything here that
has drawn your attention more than anything else.?  "I'm not really sure
where to start, I did like the look of the boys as they wandered by with
their butts hanging out, and the lads with the leather Garter and stockings
and leather corset look really hot, and they grabbed my attention." "Ok,
the next thing is to establish, is where you fit in, i.e. Did you want to
wear that sort of outfit or something like mine, would you be comfortable
wandering around with your arse hanging out. Would you prefer dress in
whatever takes your fancy OR be told what to wear by someone else? OK, when
you go to a party with friends, do you liked to be served or do you
automatically want to help out and serve others?, but does it slightly at
the back of everybody else. And here's the big question, do you like to be
assertive and get things done your way, OR prefer others to make the hard
decisions, and you just comply or follow instructions?

        I'm none confrontational, I go with the flow, I basically let
others run the show and I follow their lead, I'm always the first one to
help out at parties, and try to make sure everybody enjoys themselves, As
for the clothing, I've never had anything like that to wear, but I think
that I would prefer that some else picked out the clothing and asked me to
wear what they have chosen. I'm not sure I'm ready to have my arse hanging
out just yet, but if it was part of the outfit and it was some closed
affair like this, at the club, and not subject to public scrutiny, I guess
I could" "From the answers you have given me, my guess is that you have
submissive tendencies, you like to please the people your with and I think
you would like to be told what to do, so you don't have to make the hard
choices. Am I fairly correct? I could be totally wrong, but I don't think
so." "I tried to quickly analyse my life, but with each question and
answer, I came up with the same conclusion as he did. This nameless man had
already pigeon holed me and I hadn't even moved off the bar stool. "Are you
some type of psychic or something, I asked. "No, I've just been in the game
for a fair while and I've learnt to read newbie's." "Alright what category
do you fit into, you seemed to have summed me up". "I'm a top, a Dominate
or Alfa male, take your pick, I tell people what to do , what to wear, and
I make all the decisions, I take my pleasure from Dominating submissives,
that want to be controlled, I never force a submissive to submit, it's
always their choice.

I provide situations that allow both the Dominate and slave to expand and
explore their individual roles. I have been known to give and take
pleasure, punish and humiliate submissives if they transgress, but all this
is done with the blessing of the submissive. All the slaves here, want to
be here, led around, by the collar and leash, they want their butts to be
on full display, they want to be admired, because of what they wear. A lot
of Dominates like to punish their submissives in front of others, to show
off their control. Let me take you deeper into the Club so you can see what
really goes on, and I think we'll start with the area of the club that took
your eye the most"

         I was overwhelmed and overloaded with information, as I followed
this self confessed Dominate, we descended into the bowels of the club, and
right into an area of half naked guys, butts , stiff erect cocks and balls
showing, but beautifully framed by garters and stockings, one submissive
was on the cross and having his arse flogged, The sight was electric and
the Dominate offered me the opportunity to feel the heat radiating from his
abused butt, I wasn't sure I even wanted to feel another man's butt, But I
was drawn to it , like a moth to a flame, I could feel the heat from about
6 inches away, but when I was pushed to increase my participation and
actually touched the flesh , I was amazed at how hot it was and the overall
effect it was having on me, If there was any doubt before there was very
little now, it was as if I was now infected by some virus that was sweeping
through my body. "Well it looks like you have found something that makes
your dick hard; perhaps together we can build on that, Would you like to
try something whilst your here, I'm sure the girls here can find you
something to wear" The Dominate turned and whispered to one of the other
Masters, then I was dragged away into a private room, striped and then
re-dressed, but this time my arse was encased by a red satin garter, and my
legs had been pushed into a black fishnet stockings, I can't even begin to
tell you how hard my cock was. I was escorted back to the play room and
brought before the top that was showing me around, he looked me up and
down, even flicking my blood engorged cock, and then clicked his fingers
pointing towards the ground, without thinking I did as I was told, that
virus again swept over me I was compelled to do as this Dominate
wanted. Standing above me, he rubbed his crutch and groin in my face, I
could feel his manhood gradually building and swelling inside his pants,
"Get up and walk to the cross, place your hands up near the cuffs and I'll
lock you in" I followed his instructions, and when I was secured in the
cuffs, he leaned into me and whispered that his name was "Master Brett, and
your name is what?" "Mark, Slave Mark""Better , from now on Slave Mark you
will take my orders, Do you want to take my orders, or shall I release you,
so you can put your clothes back on" Please Master Brett, I want to be your
Slave, I want to follow your orders, and I definitely want to keep these
clothes on, I feel so hot and horny in them," "Do you want your Master to
spank your arse, and make you so hot that you'll beg to be my slave"

       I had come to the Club just to observe, but now I was dressed in
sexy stockings and garter and about to be spanked, by a Dominate that I
barely knew. The Spanking started off fairly lightly, giving me time to
adjust to every strike, but then it slowly started getting heavier and
harder, and my moans started to become louder. Master Brett stopped using
his hand and produced a paddle, and with that, the strikes took on a whole
new rein of fire on my butt. The others around me cheered Master Brett on
causing him to stepped up his game, I was hit with a Flurry of strokes,
then my resistance broke, I couldn't take anymore "Please Master Brett,
I'll do whatever you want, but please stop, my tender virgin arse can't
take any more, Please, I want to be your Slave, I want to be dressed like
this all the time, Please stop, I'm begging you". I had other submissives
feel and touch my arse, some even tried to shove their fingers up my butt,
and the really cheeky ones rubbed their hard cocks against my butt. But
Master Brett put a stop to any further action, telling them that one day
they'll get their chance, but not today. "Under normal circumstances I
would allow the boys to play, but you've had a big night, and you have a
lot to consider, Think about what you have just committed too and what you
want to do. I want you to think about the way in which you are dressed,
because that will become the norm, plus you look really hot, but you are a
submissive , and a girly one, your arse will now be called a boi cunt, your
chest and nipples will be breast, and freely available to my touch. I'm not
into lipstick, and wigs, but you will be required to shave everything from
the neck down or get it waxed. I like my pussy Boi to look like a girl, and
I do like maid's outfits. These are just some of the things you need to
think long and hard about. I have to go but I'm going to leave you in the
very capable hands of a Simular Sissy Bitch, Manny".

      I looked around and saw a striking figure, he was of solid build, but
had a under breast cut leather corset on, which frame his chest but left
his breast and nipples exposed, allowing others to manipulate his orbs
should they want too, on the lower half of his body, his stockings were
held up by an equally impressive garter inlaid with lace trimmings. But the
most impressive thing was that he had a beautiful beard, that shocked me,
and his Latin speaking voice just melted in my ears. "Hello my name is
Manny, and yes I'm a submissive, I love to dress this way because it makes
me feel hot, I have a beard, but my mouth and lips are without doubt my
biggest asset. I try to assist new Sissy Boi's with their transition. It's
perfectly clear that you're a submissive, and under the protection Master
Brett and he is the best. I saw the way you received your spanking, and
even though you took it well you have lots to learn. What is it about
dressing this way that turns you on?, You cock has remained stiff as a
board, throughout your spanking , even during your discussion with Master
Brett and now your conversation with me. If we were in a private area, and
away from this crowd, I'd be on my knees swallowing your cock.  That brings
me to another question, and you don't have to answer, BUT have you ever
sucked cock? Do you still have a virgin mouth?

         Wow, this Manny does not take a backward step; he gets to the
bones of the issue straight away. But now I had some hard answers to find,
"No I haven't suck, licked or even thought about sucking cock, until
tonight, but seeing these lovely hard cocks around the place, I'm certainly
intrigued, I'm completely new to all of this, but as soon as I walked in
the door I have been like a child in a lolly shop, I wanted to try
everything. And being dressed this way has indeed had my cock so hard it
hurts and I can barely concentrate on anything, I never felt anything so
soft or sexy ever, I didn't think I could ever parade around in such a
revealing mode, but seeing others do exactly the same thing, and you Manny
look hot as hell and as sexy as ever, your cock and balls are beautifully
framed by your garter and stockings, I'm half inclined to try sucking your
cock now."

         "OK, let me make a phone call to Master Brett, and we'll see where
we go from there". Manny disappeared for about five minutes, then returned,
"Master Brett said that he'll be out of town for a week, and has left me in
charge of your training, I'm not a Dominate, I'm a slut like you, but you
need to treat me as your superior until Master Brett returns, he has given
me instructions to help guide you on your submissive journey. So what I
want you to do is collect your original clothing, put them on, but you need
to bring what you're currently wearing with you, and I'll take you back to
my place so we can commence your training."

        I quickly went into the change room, but couldn't see any sense in
taking off the under garments so I just put my clothing over the top,
concealing them from the outside world. I joined Manny at the front door of
the Club, and then we drove both our cars to his house and then went
inside. Once inside, Manny told me to strip, I was a little nervous about
being somewhat naked in another man house but, which was silly because I
spent the last 2.5 hours with all my bits hanging out and stiff. As I
dropped my clothing Manny just watched as I revealed myself to him, my
shirt and pants were gone, socks and shoes discarded, and once again I was
transformed into a Sissy Bitch Boi, "You truly do look very hot when you're
dressed like this, and I see your cock likes that idea too. Manny started
to undress, revealing his outfit, and what's more his cock was in a similar
condition to mine. WE both stood there admiring each other when Manny told
me to kneel.  I was at the point of no return, and once on my knees I was
fully aware what was heading in my direction, It stared directly at his
swollen member, Manny didn't rush me , allowing me to venture into the
uncharted waters at my own speed. I nervously stuck my tongue out, touched
the very tip of his cock, and by sheer luck there was the slightest hint of
pre-cum on the knob, I licked my lips savouring the taste, it wasn't
unpleasant, just different, then I ventured a bit more, I licked the entire
head of his cock, Manny just moaned in delight, but didn't rush me. I
opened my mouth and pressed my mouth onto his pulsating weapon, taking half
of it deep inside; I closed my mouth and allowed my tongue to swirl around
the living flesh inside my mouth, my lips encased the cock, griping it from
all sides then I slowly rocked back and forth, creating and sucking motion,
"Take the cock out of your mouth, and lick up and down the shaft, but this
time I want you to hold my butt cheeks , rub them all over gently, feel my
stocking covered legs, don't just suck my cock , make love to the entire
area, front and back"

       I did as I was ordered, sweeping my tongue left and right, even
licking his clean shaven balls and the base of his cock, my fingers for
their part played with his arse, caressing his fleshy globes, but this time
there was a real moan of pleasure from Manny and he slowly started to push
his cock further into my mouth. Not really sure what to do, I allowed him
to rock back and forth, basically fucking my face with his cock, But I
wanted control back , so I matched his rocking motion with one of my own,
and before long I was fighting a battle with my gag reflex muscle , and I
eventually won, I was able to take Manny's cock deep into my mouth and
throat, and for the next couple of minutes, Manny trained me to relax,
breath through my nose and just allow the cock in and out of my
throat. Then all of a sudden the always softly spoken Manny, turned into
something else, he started verbally taunting me calling me names, "What a
dirty cock sucking sissy Boi, What a whore, in the club for one night and
your licking cock like a pro, You have one hot fucking mouth Bitch, Yes
keep that up Sissy Boi, OMG I'm about to cum, I hope you're ready to taste
man cum" I didn't really know what to expect, yes I've pulled myself off,
and exploded, but this was completely different and from a different
aspect. I could feel the cock swell in my mouth filling it completely, and
then he jerked, and held my head in place as he short spurt after spurt of
cum into my mouth. I couldn't put my finger on the taste and I certainly
had no idea what it would taste like. It was if someone had squirted a soft
gel like substance, it was slightly warm and very fluid, but it wasn't like
anything I had tasted prior, and certainly not unpleasant. And Just as he
finished and regain some composure he pulled me to my feet and before I
could rationalise he kissed me deep and hard, swirling his tongue inside my
mouth as if he was searching for something, then I realised what he was
doing, he was licking his cum from inside my mouth, but he did it with so
much passion he took my breath away. Not only had I never given a blow job,
but I most certainly never kissed a man, and the longer we did it the more
relaxed I became with the idea.

      This has to be the strangest night of my life, for starters, I was
brave enough to enter the BDSM Club, then to be dragged from my safe
position on the bar stool, then to be dressed so seductively and very sexy
I might add, spanked, touched up, be assessed as a submissive, taken and
under the protection of Master Brett, and to top it off I had just given a
blow job to a man called Manny whilst we were both dressed in garters and
stockings, and now I've just kissed him or he's just kissed me...... I
needed a drink


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