Meeting My Mistress Chapter 37

Well? Ask Sabine, do you like it?

I, I, I'm pretty!

You're not pretty, Terri said Amber, you're sexy, hot honey! I mean look! Amber puts her face next to mine! We could be sisters!

Amber was smiling at me. Amber gave me air kisses.

She's right, Terri, your beautiful said Alexis.

Sara is going to eat you up, Terri, and I can't wait to watch! Said Alice.

Do you think she'll like it? Really? I mean it's so, so... girly, sexy, so not me.

Trust me, Terri, it's all you, said Sabine.

Amber said Sara is one lucky girl. You are very beautiful Terri.

I begin to rise from the chair Amber helps me up. Amber looks at Alice and Alexis and asks, May I Mistress?

Yes, you may, Amber.

Amber starts, Terri I want to apologize to you and your Aunt Bree for my past behavior. I was in a dark place with an even worse attitude. I was jealous of Bree being the new girl, getting all the attention, then you showed up, and the Mistresses adored you.

I felt hurt, lonely, and ignored. I felt unloved. I blamed it on Bree and then you. It isn't fair to you and I am sorry. I truly hope you can forgive me. I really would love to be your friend, maybe one day your sister.

I look Amber straight in the eyes.

You know it's not all your fault. I took attention away from you. I didn't know it but Bree and I did. I want you to know I'd never try and take that from someone on purpose. I will only forgive you if you forgive me.

We both tear up and hug tightly. I feel Amber's D-cup breasts against mine.

I say to her I love your breasts. Thank you says Amber.

Sabine says play your cards right you can your very own.

I blush.

Okay, ladies, time to break it up. Alice said.

Terri, honey, it's almost 7 pm. Terri has a date, and you have a long day tomorrow. Yes, Ma'am said Amber.

Thank you ladies, I curtsey to them and go to pick up Sara. I'm excited and nervous.

Driving was a bit different with real breasts. I could really feel the seatbelt between my breasts now. I pulled in and parked my car.

I rang the doorbell and Sara came rushing out.

We air kissed and hugged.

Ohh! I love your breasts!

I smiled sweetly, thank you!

That's your car?

You like it?

I love it! It's you!

We went to a little French bistro for dinner. We talked about our week. She told me her week was really tough. She wanted to text me a hundred times, but Alice took her phone away.

I told her I was dying inside because I didn't hear from her.

Sara said I love your new image.

Do you think I should dress full-time?

If that's what you want, do it! I love you either way.

We went to a jazz club down the street from the bistro. It was very romantic. We stole kisses until about 10 pm.

I took her home and we made arrangements for Friday night. It took us 20 minutes to say goodnight.

I swear it felt like our hearts were beating together as we said goodnight. I was on cloud nine all the way home.

My heels click a dull click. I liked the sound of it. The clicking gave me a rhythm to follow. My hips swayed to and fro. It was like my own little dance.

I tried to think of anything negative I didn't like being a young woman. Nothing came to mind. As I enter the house, Becky, Mom, and Ian are there to greet me.

Wow! Terri, you look so beautiful said Ian.

He gave me a very sexy smile.

I love your new curves, said Mom.

I love her hair color and the ringlets said Becky.

I am in love with those eyes said Ian.

We sat at the counter in the kitchen. Ian poured white wine.

Terri, are you hungry?

No, thank you, Ian, I already ate dinner.

Ian never took his eyes off me.

My Mom and Becky were doing that thing they do where they communicate with facial impressions to one another.

Ian was very attentive to me. It felt like he was flirting with me.

Mom says whose idea was the hair color?

Mine mom.

I love it, honey! Terri my girl, you look exactly like the daughter I always dreamed of. I am very proud of you Terrigirl.

Looking at my mother so happy, Aunt Becky beside her also in glowing approval. It somehow put things in perspective for me. My confusion and my worry all drifted away. All I can think of is my own happiness and how proud my Mom and my Aunts are of me. I love these women more than anything else.

A new feeling rises within me, acceptance! It's unlike any drug, it's euphoric, eye-opening, and clears the mind. Acceptance opens the door to true freedom and happiness. It washes away the fear, worry, and anxiety you feel.

Mom and Aunt Becky excuse themselves and walk upstairs. Ian sat with me while I sipped my wine. We chat about our day. He hands me a glass of ice water. He plays with my ringlets.

He gently pulls on them and watches as they bounce back in place.

Gosh, I love your hair, do you mind?

No, just be gentle, please.

He whispers in my ear, Terri I will always be gentle with you. He gently cups my breasts with his large, strong hands.

I let out a soft moan.

Terri, I'll finish up here; why don't you clean yourself up, and I'll check on you in a bit? Thinking nothing of it or what he was really saying, I went up to my room, stripped, and prepped for a shower.

I noticed Ian installed an enema nozzle like the one in Bree's room. I waited until the last second, capped my hair, and took off my bra. I was almost done when Ian and his anaconda stepped into my shower.

You don't mind, do you, he asks.

Uhh uhh, no I guess it's okay.

Without thinking I began washing his back. I reached his sculpted ass and a wave of passion took me. I ran my new nails across his sculpted back and ass.

I felt like a woman pleasing her man. Worshipping his form as only I could. He spun around, looking down into my eyes.

Terrigirl would you like to feel like a woman tonight?

Yes, yes, please, Ian. Okay, sweetie but first things first.

He lubes me up then the nozzle. I feel the pressure in my sweet hole all of a sudden and the water is following within me. As he stands behind me, massaging my abdomen, I relax and tilt my head back.

He plants a deep kiss on me. After about 5 minutes of water flowing within me, he stops it and continues massaging me. I feel all kinds of pressure and cramping.

Okay, babe, time for you to release baby girl. He sits me on my toilet, and I release everything inside me. It feels great, everything rushing out of me.

I never thought to ask why he was doing this. I just continued to follow along. He wipes me up and says one more girlfriend, I like my girls clean and healthy inside out.

It took a couple of minutes to notice, but Ian never put on a towel. It was then I noticed how truly sculpted and toned he is. His manhood was at least 10-11" semi-erect. It's at least twice as thick as mine.

He puts me in the shower again and floods my colon again. After about 5 minutes or a little more, I released it in my toilet again, this time almost clear.

One more baby girl. This one was clear. He wipes me up again and says bend over. He gives me a rosewater douche. I hold it for a couple of minutes, then release it.

After another wipe-up, and with me still bent over, he injects me with KY jelly and slides in a buttplug that's almost as wide at the base as he is. He says, go put on your nightie and I'll be in just a moment.

I go into my bedroom and put on the satin pink baby doll and my bra that's laid out. I look everywhere but there are no panties. Just then Ian walks in with a pink collar and chain attached in hand.

If you're looking for panties, my love, you won't be needing them, said Ian.

What's the collar for?

Your safety my pet!

Pet?

Yes, my sweet girl. You are mine for tonight. I hope you will wear this collar for me, just for the night. Will you do this for me?

Yes Ian I will wear it for you.

Ian places the collar around my neck and locks it. The click of the lock rings home the complete submission I feel right now. He scopes me up and kisses me while holding me off the ground in his strong arms.

I submit to him like the women in so many romance movies. His split tongue drives me wild my chastity tightens as he dominates my tongue. I feel my body voluntarily submit to him.

A few weeks ago I would have never dreamed this kind of thing could or would happen to me. While kissing me he lays me out on my satin sheets.

We released our kiss and I already missed it. Ian is strong and firm but gentle. He lets me know he's in charge, but his gentle motions and touch only enforce my trust and submission.

We are in a 69, and soon, I am servicing him as a slut in heat. I listen to his moans and adjust my actions to please him. He tells me what he wants, and I respond by complying with no words.

Ian begins playing with the plug that has me overstuffed. I relax as I feel myself stretching out. It hurts a bit, but Ian massages my hole to relieve the discomfort.

This is only the third time I've been with a man. This is the first time I have been alone and intimate one-on-one. Bree did say Ian is an awesome lover. Ian's body is amazing, firm, toned, sculpted muscles, soft skin, and completely hairless below his eyebrows.

Piercings in all the correct places. I was running my new long nails across his beautiful ass as I serviced his god-like member.

I felt Ian remove my plug. He probed my hole with his soft hands. Massaging and stretching me while he was relaxing my hole. I could feel my caged member leaking a steady stream.

He soon flooded my mouth with his creamy gift. For a split second, I thought I'd dodged the bullet of him making me a woman, as he put it. I was wrong.

He stood up and commanded me to my knees. I respond in silence and begin to service him to another Iron-forgotten erection. Ian was moaning with a very passionate tone. I made sweet oral love to his member. He pulled out of my mouth and he said, face down, ass up, sissy girl, It's time!

I positioned myself as instructed. I was mad with passion. All I wanted right now was to feel him inside my empty hole. I wanted this so badly right now.

I felt the bed move as he climbed on it. He spreads my legs further apart. He spanks my ass. Are you ready, my sweet sissy girl?

Yes, yes, please, yes!

Do you want to be a woman?

Yes, please, yes, make me a woman.

Understand, little girl, after this, there's almost no chance you'll want to go back to being a boy!

Yes, please impale me I said. Ian, please make me a woman.

Ian pushed inside me. A thought passed through me how wrong this was. The thought passed as fast as it came. Ian was thrusting inside me. I was moaning, squealing loudly.

There was a bit of pain but it was nothing compared to the jackhammer of pleasure that was coursing through my entire body. I started leaking again.

I started pushing back his beautiful manhood. I could feel his huge balls slapping me. I felt so girly at this moment. My body was electrified, my mind swooning.

Ian gently pushes me flat to my bed, still inside me. He continues his impalement of my body. Ian rotates me on my side lifting my leg on his broad shoulder.

I feel like a porn star. For a split second, I wish this was being filmed. My lock on my chastity is clacking with all the motion. Any discomfort I had is gone. My moans and squeals are pure ecstasy as Ian continues his powerful jackhammer thrusting.

My noise level is loud enough to be heard throughout the house. Oh my gosh, I think quickly. What will my mother think? I don't hold onto the thought. I look at Ian, my lover at the moment. I try pulsing my hole with Ian's motions. He looks at me smiling.

Ohhhh baby that's the way, become the woman you are. I concentrate hard on my actions to please him. Ian's actions are powerful, almost forceful but he has a gentleness to it. It's one step down from brutality with a touch of tenderness. I climax over and over at least four times.

He pulls out, lays on his back, and says, Cowgirl up, sissy!

I go to sit on his wonderful shaft.

No sweetie, reverse cowgirl!

I comply. I am so gaped now! Ian thoughtfully lubes my hole and then his shaft. As I sit down on this tower of masculine power I realize that this is the best sex I ever had.

My clitty has expelled wave after wave of dripping cream as I bounce up and down like a crazed slut, slapping his muscular thighs and stomach.

Wave after wave of pleasure wash through me as I ride my stud. I feel his massive member swell inside me. Ian begins moaning loudly, It makes me ride faster. I felt his orgasm. Ian grunted and flooded the inside of me with his manly seed.

Feeling his essence inside me is a newly welcomed sensation. I feel loved, satisfied, and rewarded. Ian gives me a huge sexy smile.

That was terrific, Terri; you are one hot bitch. I love first-timers! You have great instinct, Terri. You'll be a great sissy girl!

Thank you, Ian. I drop down and clean his manhood with my wanton mouth.

As I finish cleaning his manly tool, Ian touches my chin softly and motions me to stand facing him.

Terri, my dear you are a good, generous lover.

He kisses me passionately and embraces me tightly. I feel his cum dripping out of me. He feels it as he fondles my ass. Without a word, he bends me over and reinserts the large plug.

We don't want to lose that nice gap of yours, do we? He winks at me.

I blush red. No sir, we don't, I say.

How do you feel, Terri? Asked Ian.

Like a beautiful woman, I said.

Good because you are very pretty and super cute. I love your moans and squeals. You are as natural as a girl, Terri.

Thank you, Ian, for everything. He embraces me and kisses me again. My left leg rises off the floor like I have seen Mom do so many times with Matt.

Oohhhh I swoon softly.

Ian walks to my nightstand and hands me the matching panties; you might need these, sweetheart.

Goodnight Ian.

Goodnight Terrigirl.

He closes the door I step in the shower and rinse off. I towel off and walk into my bedroom, and Mom and Aunt Becky are sitting on my bed.

Guys!!!! Really!!!!

Well, look at you, said Mom.

I start to put my bra on.

Wait a second sweetie! Come here said Becky. Let's have a look.

My Mom and Becky look at me in all my naked glory.

May we Terri? Mom asks.

I guess so. I blush beetroot red. They know how embarrassed I feel right now. They glide their hands over my breasts and ass.

Becky spreads my cheeks and inspects my plug. Ohh Terri, says Becky. I am impressed, Ian was able to give you a nice gape, is it painful?

Not anymore, Aunt Becky, but it's very noticeable to me.

Don't worry, Terri, my love, you'll get used to it soon.

Eventually, you'll learn to love it, said Mom. I love my butt plugs. Mom said.

Do you wear buttplugs, Mom?

We all do, said Becky.

We have to if we want anal sex with men like Ian and Matt.

Really? I asked.

Yes, sweetheart. You should see the monster plug Alexis wears; she has to wear it 24/7 to maintain her gap for Keith. Do you remember how huge he is?

Yes, I remember.

How are you feeling sweetheart? Asked mom.

How so, mom?

What are you feeling right now?

They are kneading my naked breasts and playing with my nipple rings. Between my encounter with Ian and your kneading breast, I feel very girly right now.

They both smile very brightly at me.

Let me help you with your bra honey!

Thanks, Mom.

I have always wanted to help my daughter with her bra. It's such a bonding moment between mother and daughter.

Yes, it is, I say as I smile lovingly to my Mom.

Mom, do you really want a daughter? I ask looking for additional positive reinforcement.

What do you mean sweetheart?

Have you always missed not having a daughter?

Honey where's this going?

Mom please, it's yes or no.

Terri, it's not that simple.

Please, Mom, yes or no.

Terri I love you, I love my boys. I am proud of my boys.

Yes, I have always wanted a daughter; I think every mother does.

Mom, it's still very early for me to make any decision about anything. If I decide to be a woman will you accept me as a woman and your daughter?

Ohhh, Terri, Mom hugs me breast to breast. It's a new loving sensation I've never felt before. It felt like Mom and connected on a deeper level than ever before.

I glanced at my Aunt Becky as she was crying like Mom, and I looked at Aunt Becky and said get in here!

We stood hugging tightly as we could crying, giggling, and smiling.

Becky says in jest, If your Mom doesn't want you as a daughter, I will take the job!

We all laugh and hug and we kiss each other's cheeks. This is a moment of clarity for me.

I said Mom was thinking about next Sunday. What about Papa, Matt, and Caleb?

It's covered, honey! Just be your sweet self. Papa knows and is actually looking forward to seeing you in your Sunday finest.

What about Nana?

She knows too. She couldn't make this trip, but she's planning a visit in the future. Let's tuck you in. Ian will be waking you a 5:30 am. It's going to be a busy day tomorrow.

Goodnight, Mom, goodnight, Aunt Becky.

Goodnight, sweetheart, they say in unison as they each kiss a cheek.

I sleep soundly with a noticeable amount of wet dreams. My panties are sticky and my pink babydoll is all wet with my emissions. I wake up to Ian kissing my cheek.

Good morning, princess; sleep well?

Yes, but it appears I made a mess.

Don't worry, princess, I'll clean it up he says, smiling.