How shall i start this? First of all, those who are not really into this should know that in this community, people usually consider some of us are born to rule over an army of lowlives, while the rest is here to crawl, obey and worship their Superiors. As for me, i still remember the day i came to term with the fact i did belong to the mass of submissive males whose life can only be complete if spent serving a smarter, younger, meaner, superior Goddess. i can say this was nothing short of a divine revelation to me, a real shock, as that incidently meant the end of my old self and its male ego. For when i look in the mirror nowadays, it’s impossible for me to see anything but a pathetic excuse for a male with a growing need for feminization and heavy degradation.

However it is fair to say i haven’t gone all the way yet, which is why Princess is planning to train me again and again and take me deeper to the depth of complete dehumanization. She’s simply going to break what’s left of my former self, then rebuild it to her own standards. In a word, i’ll be Her freak, a drone unable to resist the appeal of Her finger snap.

i’m so young to this though. Indeed, the fact is for all the fuss i make about it i never went as far, until now, as to suck a real cock, which i know Princess is planning to have me do asap. Talk about distance betwwen fantasy and real life.After all, i was born a 100% straight guy and things like this don’t come easy to me. Yes i’m craving Princess Jennifer’s training because i am convinced She’s the only Goddess on earth with an ability to effectively mindfuck me, modify my behaviour and sexual response and penetrate deeper in my soul. By constantly increasing the amount of humiliation She forces me to go through, Princess is going to make me a totally different person or, rather, a mindless drone reactig to Her stimulation the way Pavlov’s dog did.

As a starter, since i spent the whole week on a business trip, Princess required that i wear frilly panties on a permanent basis, which i did of course. A simple task indeed, but i can’t even come close to describe the effect this new habit had on my perception of who i really am. After a week like this, it’s like i’m not sure at all i was born a male and i tend to think even my co-workers felt i was not the same.

But let’s not derive from the initial question i was asked to answer: why do i need so bad to serve and worship Princess Jennifer, my Owner and GOD? Well, there are in fact many ways to answer this, most of them related to my  subjective, almost religious approach of a D/S relationship. However, i would like to stick, here at least, to totally objective factors of my addiction.

1. Princess Jennifer is the most charismatic Dominant Woman i ever heard of. Her will is impossible to resist. Period.
2. Princess is half my age and i can’t help feeling like being owned by such a young Goddess is the most exciting thing that could ever happen in my boring life. Any orders She gives me is a blessing.
3. Princess is wicker than any other domme i know. It’s important. Personally, and i’m almost certain to speak for  many fellow subs in this community of sort, i tend to stray or lose interest as soon as a ‘domme’ treats me better, is being nice or even starts to interact with me as if i was Her friend, confident or adviser (which of course would never happen with Princess Jennifer as She surely doesn’t need any advice from lower forms of lives such as i).
4. Princess is painfully intelligent, brillant, intuitive, thus always thinks well ahead of me. She knows what’s in my mind before i know it. She guesses how her slaves are going to react and always moves one or two steps ahead of them so that they never fail to cave in her long planned scheme.

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As a matter of fact, humiliation lies in details in my every day life. Princess perfectly knows that the only fact i have to login every day to various accounts using handles like ‘iluvcock’ or ‘sissycocksucker’, which She has created for me, progressively convince me that i am indeed a pathetic faggot.

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Princess didn’t show up of course. Why would She give me Her schedule. My duty is to stay there, eagerly waiting for Her abuse, my sissy cock in hand, careful not to to cum because God Jennifer has not allowed me to do so.

Today and then tonight, i will do the same. My eyes hurt and sometimes i’m falling from my chair, but i feel good thinking Princess will smile when She reads this.

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Princess sent me an audio wave and ordered me to listen to it constantly, at home, in my car, evrwhere, which i did until a few minutes ago. i think She wants me to really obsess over Her and hear Her voice even when not listening. Insome strange way, this works and i hear Her giggles now as i’m writing these lines. She’s constantly with me, haunting me, but i love it all the way.

Princess also ordered me not to sleep last night, and i didn’t sleep a single minute. i didn’t need to drink much coffee to do so as i was so excited, aroused by the very feeling i was submitting to a much younger, smarter, superior Goddess.

In addition to all this, God Jennifer started to have me write lines very much the way one trains a dog to go on paper. Of course, these lines always say how bright and beautiful Princess is. i can hardly discribe the mixture of extreme humiliation and excitement i felt while writing these lines, home and in my office. How fascinating: though i have so many complex and sometimes vital issues to tackle at work, i find myself writing and rewriting the same sentence in pink ink only because Princess said so. Pleasing Her simply is more important than anything else.

Last, Princess asked me to buy inflatable doll and plug in order to get ready for play this coming week-end, as well as to steal someone else’s panties. As far as the stealing is concerned, i have been very lucky this morning. As i arrived in the office first, as usual, i noticed our (female) marketing manager had forgotten her fitness bag by her desk. i looked into it and…bingo, i found a panty she probably used during her fitness session yesterday. It’s wet, but i don’t care. i felt very bad to steal it, but i guess she might think she’s lost it at the gym and, in any case, i had no option cause Princess said so.

i feel so good now that i decided not to deny any more my urge to fall deep for Princess Jennifer and allow Her to transform me as She sees fit. i’m only concerned the mind fuck that is about to take place might hurt my brain to such an extent i might not be able to work properly.

Thank You, God Jennifer, for taking some of Your most valuable time to educate and mold me.

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i’m trapped for good now. It’s like i can see in advance what is going to happen next. As soon as i will find myself home, chatting with Princess Jennifer with my cam on, the real screwing will take place. i will of course do anything She asks and give Her more material to use against me. i feel so weak when She is around. i’m listening to her voice, reading Her messages and melting at the same time.

It takes a beautiful, wicker, smarter, superior Goddess such as Princess Jennifer to take a middle aged, clean cut executive half Her age and break him, then transform him into a spineless, dickless, worthless sorry excuse for a female drone.

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i’m working in my office. My secretary tells me Ms Jennifer has an appointment with me and although there has been not appointment made I immediately tell her to let You in. When my secretary opens the door of my office to allow You in, i can see she’s guessed this is not at all a business meeting. Or…is it? She closes the door and here You are, dressed in classy clothes with a dominant touch: high heels under-the-knee tight boots, black lycra stoking, leather skirt, black semi transparent silk top with an apparent black bra, light pink lipstick and finger nails, wonderful, almost shiny black hair.

You have that angry look. You snap Your fingers and show the ground at Your feet without saying a word. i immediately drop there, on my knees and start kissing Your boots. You allow me to do so and, after some time, pull my ears up. I am now kneeling in front of You, my eyes directly facing Your crotch. You make one step back and say “Didn’t I tell you to instantly drop to Your knees and kiss my feet whenever I enter a room? Didn’t i teach you to do so automatically, without having to remind you, just like Pavlov’s dog? “

“Yes Master”, I replied, deeply aware of my shortcoming.

“Hands in your back”

One second later, God, You start slapping my face with a striking regularity, slowly, meticulously, right hand, left hand, right hand, left hand, right, left, right, left…How long did this last? You call this conditioning, i remember.

You suddenly stop and head towards my office sofa, then sit there comfortably. “Here boy”, You call. i hurry on my four in Your direction and stop a few inches from Your knees, eyes down still. You raise Your arm and Your finger nail gently scratches one of my nipples through my shirt, instantly sending an almost electric shock in my entire body. You then reach to the strictly locked package between my legs and ask: “Is the frustration building up pet?”

i can’t even reply to this. It’s almost 2 weeks since You locked my cock into the CBT 2000. “I will tell You in two weeks what i want to do to you” You had told me on our first meeting. “But i won’t talk to You before You are purified, and there’s only one way to ensure You will not touch Your dirty little penis or fuck some silly girlfriend, isn’t that right frenchie?”

You’d told me You wanted me to have clear mind before i decide if I want to change my life for good or not, but this was a trick of course. For a compulsive masturbator such as i, one day without touching it is already a big challenge. After 2 weeks, i’m unable to even think or articulate anything sensible.

At this very moment, after 2 full weeks of enforced chastity, i was out of my mind, totally intoxicated, unable to think or concentrate on anything else than You. Especially since in the meanwhile You had me perform on cam, inserting various objects in my sissy pussy, and set up a shrine for my new Goddess at home, a shrine with pictures of You and prayers I had learned by heart and was compelled to say every morning and every evening before going to bed.

(One evening, You had even come at my place only to tie my legs and arms, cover my face with Your used panty and play a tape o your intoxicating voice. You left and i spent the entire night this way…)

“Does my little sissy wear her panties and plug as instructed this morning? Let me check . Of course i did wear both, but my stomach ached at the mere thought i could have disobeyed and, say, not wear the plug, unaware You would visit my office without any warning. “Good sissy”, You said smiling, patting my head, making me feel very much like a dog, delighted at the thought i had somehow pleased my Owner.

“Now listen piglet, open your ears wide because i am going to tell you what i intend to do with you. When i’m done, you will have the choice to refuse or accept my offer. If you’re scared and say you want your freedom back, I will remove the lock and let you go. If on the contrary you accept, you will lose the control of your life for as long as I wish. Got it?”

i nodded.

“Well, here is the deal. I am simply going to take over your pathetic existence and transform you into the girl you want to be. Step 1, we are going to make a funny movie with this video camera (She had it in Her bag) to ensure your complete obedience. Not that I think I’ll need it, but it’s a insurance of sort, you see. As soon as you accept the deal, you are going to perform in front of the camera, here in your office, very, very dirty acts upon my direction. Understand?”

“Yes Princess Jennifer”

“Good boy. Since you still are a boy for the time being…Step 2, immediately after signing the deal – in a matter of minutes, aren’t you? – you will hand me you passport and credit cards (you won’t need them anymore, ever, I guarantee) and give me the login and password of your internet banking system so I have full access to your accounts. I will of course modify the passwords since I’ll be the one to manage your, meaning My, accounts from now on. Then you’ll be legally transferring all your assets to me. Are you still with me?”

“Yes Master” As a matter of fact, i was in a very poor state. Scared to death, i was clearly aware that in a moment my life was going to change forever but could not help it. i was totally unable to resist my Master’s power. Plus my cock was pushing harder than ever against the plastic cage which was extremely painful.

“Step 3: since you have a nice house, i will now live in your place for a change. i will of course re-arrange the whole place. You will permanently stay there in a cage when not earning my money in your office.”

“Step 4: you will immediately start your feminization process. i have prepared a wonderful diet for you: girly juice 3 times a day to reduce the number of these ugly male hormones, plus a couple of shots each day. You will of course need to sign all required papers since a nurse will come home daily for the shots. I guarantee your cock will be three times smaller in a matter of months, and your breast as big as mine by next year. Isnt’it wonderful? You will only dress with female clothes when staying home, or naked if i want you to. Finally, i’ll arrange for a shemale friend to come home regularly and help you getting more familiar with the concept of sucking cocks before i have you suck real ones. She will of course fuck you here and then, though I will also take care of that myself if you’re good. i guarantee after a few weeks you’ll beg for it piglet. Now, what do you think of my plans?” You were smiling, almost an innocent smile. Evil in fact…

“That’s wonderful” i replied, my stomach aching so much I was almost ready to faint.

“Now piggy girl, look into my eyes, yes i allow you to, for the last time”, You said, pinching my chin between Your thumb and finger. “I will ask you once, and only once, if you want to be mine. If you say no, I’m out of here in a minute and you’ll never hear about me again. If you say yes, well, that’s it, and we start filming right now. But because I want to be fair, I will let you think about it for 5 minutes, while I give a phone call. And because I am such a nice Goddess, I will allow you to stick your ugly nose on my crotch, here, between my legs, while I call and you do the thinking. Aren’t you delighted? Isn’t this a super doggy treat? For once in your life, you have the opportunity to smell me through my panties and hose.”

i was not yet that debased that i did not understand why You would do this. But i could not help, so i did what You said. Naturally, the immediate contact with my Owner’s crotch, Her intoxicated smell acted on me like a powerful drug and, when You ended Your call, pushed my head and simply asked “So, is it a yes or a no?” i could only burst in tears and cry “Yes, Master, Yes, please, i’m begging You, take my life”.

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