Meeting My Mistress Chapter 1

Written by Brianna Demonet

I was trapped in a domestic hell with no way out. I was searching social media looking for like-minded individuals that understood my scenario. After a few months, I started chatting with Miss Becky. A cyber Mistress with both an understanding of my situation and a keen interest in helping me achieve my own personal goals, which lined up with hers.

We chatted intimately, and emails and took pictures of what we wanted and needed from one another. Never a disagreement. We outlined goals for life and one another. We also outlined what to expect from each other. She explained to me the behavior, appearance, and duties expected of me daily. She also lined out what is expected of me when we have guests.

I had zero problems with any of it; in fact, it made me much more eager to please her. I was falling for her ideas hook, line, and sinker. She knew I was submissive; she knew without asking I would never say no.

Mistress early on asked me my limits. I listed them out for her.

1. No living or long-term caging of me

2. No eating like an animal, no eating from animal dishes or eating on the floor.

3. No eating poop or scat.

4. No selling me to anyone else.

5 as her sissy/submissive, I need both a bedroom and my own car. A car is needed for running all errands while Mistress is at work. I will do grocery shopping, dry cleaning, and any other duties needed.

6. I will be loaned out to her friends for domestic services and other duties. To always obey her friends as if they were her.

7. To never be put in harm's way. No beatings, super rough sex, or causing physical harm to me.

8. Body modification: Mistress and I have a list of things that I will need to have done to better serve her. Mistress will share with me the things that will be done. I will be allowed to share my thoughts and ideas and my reasons. The final decision is always with Mistress. This includes Hormone Replacement Therapy.

9. Guest entertainment, I will be a party favor, party pass-around slut at all parties as instructed by Mistress.

10. Training, I will be trained in all fashion, deportment, and behavior as a woman and a sissy.

11. At Beauty school, I will be required to attend and graduate from beauty school to better understand women and service Mistresses and their guests with spa-quality service.

12. Tattoo and piercings, all decorations Mistress will share ideas with me. I will offer my ideas/concerns. Mistress decisions are final. No facial tattoo, except for lip coloring eyeliner, and eyebrows.

As you can see, I was falling for a very in-control Alpha female who knows what she wants, needs, and expects from life and those she wishes to share it with. I am captivated by this. There is no way out now, and I don't want one.

Mistress knows she has me, I won't go anywhere or do anything without her approval. I am her doll, sissy, maid and hopefully her girlfriend.

Needless to say, I was swooning at every correspondence with Mistress Becky. I was checking my social media 20 times a day for messages. It was my release, my lifeline to sanity.

My wife was away with my kids for the weekend. Tragedy struck, there was a massive car accident. A semi blew a front tire on a 2 lane road and hit my family's car and 3 others. My family was lost. I was devastated. My wife of 16 years and 3 girls were gone in an instant. I was home putting in flooring in the bathroom when the police knocked on the door.

I fell to my knees, I was devastated; they were my life. I felt loss and a deep guilt because of this. My family reassured me it wasn't my fault. All the time I kept thinking, I should have driven. I called work, my wife's work, and told them what happened. I was in a melancholy state when my Dad stopped over to check on me.

He got me up and, as all alphas do, took control and threw me in the shower with my pajamas still on. The water was warm and it was waking me to reality. I started showering, shaving, and getting cleaned up.

He took me to his house for dinner and talked with me for hours. I was starting to crawl out of my dismal state. He arranged for me to spend time with my sister out in California and my mom in Miami.

I visited both and it really helped me. All the time, I was chatting with the Mistress. I didn't know it, but my Mistress was an Attorney, and she informed her friend, a psychiatrist, about me. She was recording every message as a visit. I actually told her I felt like I was in her treatment.

As my family visits came to an end and I finally had my wits about me, Mistress asked me to visit. I nearly fell out of my chair. I started typing 100 questions: where, what should I wear, and the like?

SLOW Down, sissy! Mistress Becky responded.

I caught my breath. She gave me an airline ticket and a hotel in San Francisco. She said to prepare to meet her and to not be late. I will send you instructions, and you will need to follow the appointment schedule I am sending you. If you fail you will never hear from me again.

Oh my gosh! I cannot fail her. I got the instructions; it included flight, hotel, rental car, and a schedule of address, times, and point of contact names for each. I was told to treat each one as if it was her and she would be watching and getting updates on me. I was so excited I wanted to shout. I didn't.

When I arrived in San Francisco, I was paged by a white telephone. I was instructed to get the rental car and immediately go to the hotel and check in.

I picked up the rental car, it was a beautiful Audi A4 bright Red. It was beautiful. There was a note on the seat. I opened it to find the instructions for the hotel address for the GPS. The GPS was also programmed with my scheduled appointments and the names of my POCs. The note said to check the trunk before check-in.

I arrived at the hotel almost a full hour early. I checked the trunk and found two beautiful Prada bags. One is a bigger duffle-sized, and the other is purse-sized. Both bags were full of supplies. Things were so heavy I had to get a trolley cart to get everything to the room. While checking in I was given a note at the front desk to call when I got to the room. I got in my room it was plush.

The room must have been done up as Mistress ordered. The drapes and bedding were all done up in Multiple shades of pink trimmed with white lace. The bedding was silk and trimmed with satin piping. There was another note and another bag. As I opened the new Channel bag it was loaded with makeup.

I opened the new note. It said to open the new bags and to clean myself up both inside first and then outside. It said in caps Do Not Shave Anything! It is repeated: do not shave, or this all ends now. I will know if you do. You are being watched by my sissy.

I opened the bags to find women's clothes, shoes, heeled slippers, nightgowns, and a silk robe. There was an enema kit, butt plug, and coffee for the enema. I was told to clean inside and out. So I prepared the enema and started my series of enemas. After 2 hours of cleansing, I showered, brushed my teeth, and applied moisturizer to my body as instructed. I dressed my clothes and brought the bag of clothes as instructed.

I loaded the car and the first appointment automatically loaded on the GPS. It was a Day spa. I got there 30 minutes early and decided to check in just as a precaution. Welcome, Bree; we have been expecting you. We are happy you are early. Miss Becky has much in store for you today. We will start with full-body hair removal. Then, a full body massage, haircut color style, and ear and nose piercings. After a full set of nails and a pedicure. We shall then help you dress appropriately for your meeting With Miss Becky.

You know about Mistress Becky? I asked.

Of course dear. I am also a Mistress my name is Alice. In the salon, address me as Miss Alice. Mistress Alice in private while I prep you. The same goes for all my staff. All my cosmetologists are Mistresses. If you resist or disobey any of my girls, we will restrain and punish you, and all this ends. Do you understand Sissy Bree?

Yes, Mistress, I understand.

Good girl, let's begin.

Strip Bree, then knock when you are ready.

Yes, Mistress,

Knock, knock! Ah, good, let's get started, Sabine. Would you come in, dear? Sabine had stunning, long, dark Auburn hair in Ringlets. She was dressed in a goth fashion with a corset and thigh-high boots with platform heels.

They started me off with a full body wax. Sabine explained the process, and what to expect, and the aftercare. She told me I was expected to help with my equipment.

I said yes to Mistress Sabine.

She beamed at me and said such a sweet sissy you are. We will make you sweeter, you'll see.

Soon I was covered with very warm wax, and tug after tug, I was being stripped of my body hair. They started at the toes and worked their way up my legs. Soon, they were at my equipment, and I was helped hold the skin tight while they applied the hard pink wax. After 2 1/2 hours of work, I was hair-free. They spent an additional 30 minutes on my eyebrows. After my eyebrows were done they started to wax my face. A very painful hour later, I was whisker-free for the first time since before puberty.

I was then given a silky robe and pants, all in pink, with 3-inch heeled slippers. I was escorted to the massage room. I was then laid flat face down on the table. I was shackled at the wrists and ankles. Mistress Sabine secured me and said with a proud smile, comfy sissy?

Yes, Mistress.

I felt pressure on my rectum increasing then a relief. Something was inside me now. Are you ready for your massage sissy?

Yes, Mistress.

Good! You are very cooperative.

Thank you, Mistress.

The Mistress started my massage, and she released only one limb at a time. She had very strong hands and was able to get deep into my tissues. As I lay on the table face down, tied and very vulnerable, I was never more relaxed in my life. Sabine had control and she knew it. She was effective and professional the whole time. She released me and said roll over sissy. I did as ordered. She again locked me up. She massaged my front, reached under my crotch, and played with my plug. I lay there moaning like a slut in heat. She just smiled and continued.

I accidentally came hands-free. I warned Mistress Sabine. She thanked me and kissed my cheek. She said that was your last erection for the day. She pulled out a pink chastity and locked it on me. She said if I wanted the key, I needed to continue to behave, and Mistress Becky might unlock me.

I was dressed up in a loose pink blouse, pants, and robe, all satin pink, with 3-inch slipper heels, and led out to the main floor for hair and makeup. Mistress Sabine said this is Sara she will be doing your hair and makeup. You will not be tied up for this provided you are a good girl. Will you be a good girl sissy? Yes, Mistresses, I will be good.

Sara started going through a color catalog. I asked Sara if I could look and maybe help decide on a color. She said yes. I love Sabine's hair color, I said. Sara said it was a beautiful choice. It's also an approved color that Mistress Becky picked. She started mixing the color, and I saw Sabine with hair extensions. While they started on my hair, I felt a face mask applied.

I felt my hands getting worked on while the color was set up. I couldn't see what they were doing. There were two of them working at a fast pace on my nails. I felt pressure, grinding, washing, rinsing and painting. I felt a new weight on my nails. I was told to not move. The next thing I felt was a marking on my ears. Then I heard a click, then, something touching my ear, then a click, and I felt something in my ear. Then again to the other ear. I was escorted to the hair dryer with tons of rollers in my hair. My hair is set I was taken to the makeup room.

Mistress Sabine said now, let's turn this sissy into a woman.

Yes, Mistress, please.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed every brush stroke. I did everything she said without question. This whole time, I never saw a mirror. The final touch was the pedicure.

I was taken to Mistress Alexis. Mistress Alexis is a TS and Asian. She sat me down and started on my feet, soaking, scrubbing, sanding, and filing away at my feet. She looked at my beautiful gel nails and went to talk to another lady; she came back with this bright pink polish and a couple of rings. What are the rings for, I wondered. She had several rings she sized up my toes. A few minutes later, I had 5 toe rings and polished toenails.

As a last final touch, Mistress Sabine sat me back in her chair and then took a needle and ring from her drawer. She then donned black doctor gloves, leaned me back, and pierced my septum. She gave me a beautiful red stoned septum ring.

I was escorted to a new room where I was told to strip once again. I stripped to my bare self. Only wearing a pink chastity and a butt plug. Mistress Alexis walked in and said this is your fate sissy. With that, she proceeded to show me her shrunken genitalia. The mistress didn't have any testicles at all. Her groin area was very streamlined and sexy. I was dumbfounded. She walked over, took my long-nailed hand, and put it on her groin, feeling it, sissy. You're going to be just like this in a year. Is this what you want sissy? Is it? Tell me sissy, is it?

Yes, Mistress, I want this, yes, Mistress, please, please.

Very good Sissy, let's get you dressed.

I am a bit stocky but not super heavy. Mistress brought out a corset, bra, panties, pink Spanx, and a pale pink skirt suit. She helped me with the corset and showed me how to put it on. I was then to put on pink 5" platform heels.

Mistress Lux said to me look at your self sissy. My jaw dropped; I could not believe what I saw. It wasn't me. She said it is you, sweetie. We found the real you inside and let her out. It's you, sweetie. This is the real you, honey. You need to get going, sweetie. You'll be late. I went to pay the bill, and they said you're all set, honey. I left a 200 dollar tip.

As I walked out of the salon and onto the street, everything seemed to look, feel, and smell different. As I reached into my purse for my keys, I caught my reflection in the tinted windows of the sexy Audi. My God, I am a woman, I thought. My eyebrows are so thin. I can't dress like a man without anyone noticing those sexy brows.

I got in and another note was in the car. I opened it. It said don't bother going back for your male clothes, sweetie. They are gifts for the homeless now. You belong to me now. Only female clothes for you from now on. I will take good care of you my sweet sissy gurl. Go back to the hotel, rest up a bit, and don't eff up your makeover, honey. Get a drink or two, you'll need it.

I got back to the hotel and, as before, another note. It said I hope you are having as much fun as I am I saw you admiring yourself outside in your car windows. You weren't lying about your shoulder width. You look great in D cups, maybe Double D's. You and I will meet for dinner downtown at Dutton's Chop House. The address is in the note, 7 pm don't be late, or this all ends. By the way, you look great, sissy. Kisses.

Wow, she gave me kisses, I thought. I must keep it up. I stripped down to my undies, netted up my hair, and set the alarm so I could get a quick nap and get there early to get a drink as instructed. I woke up just before the alarm. I woke up with some discomfort in my crotch. I forgot I was wearing a chastity and a butt plug. I went into the bathroom to pee, and I had to remove the plug to do business. I washed it, lubed it, and replaced it. I carefully touched up my makeup and hair and got dressed. I walked through the lobby of the hotel to the parking garage to the sexy sweet Audi. No one looked at me like I was a guy in women's clothes.

I got to the restaurant about 40 minutes early. I checked in for the reservation with the hostess. She invited me to sit at the bar while I waited. I never ordered a drink as a woman before. The waitress asked me what I wanted. I ordered a Cosmo. The drink was a bit different but it was very delicious and pink like my skirt suit. I ordered a second one.

As I started to nurse the second one, the Hostess came over to seat me. I was seated at a corner table, and I was facing out over the whole floor. The waitress brought my drink over. As she spun around to leave, I spotted my Mistress. A vision of elegance but even more lovely than her pictures. As she walked across the floor, time seemed to stop; everyone just started parting the way for her. She was Dressed in a bright red sheath dress that molded to her every curve. Her beautiful blonde hair defied gravity. My jaw was on the floor. She was a Goddess in true form.

The hostess led the way; she came to the table, and I was already standing to greet my Mistress for the first time. The hostess said, "Miss Bree." May I introduce Mistress Becky? I bowed my head and offered a small curtsey. The Mistress smiled at me and said sit Bree. Without a word, I sat down; immediately as she spoke, I knew she was in charge. I waited for her to speak.

Hello, sissy Bree. It's been a pleasure to watch your transformation. I trust your spa visit was enjoyable?

Yes, Mistress, it was very pleasurable. The Mistresses were very lovely.

Are you enjoying the Chastity and plug sweetie?

Yes, Mistress.

I have a surprise for you sissy!

Mistress you've done too much.

Nonsense Sissy, this one you already have.

Mistress?

Sissy, do you feel it yet?

Yes, Mistress.

Your chastity has a smartphone-activated vibrator. I can activate it from anywhere. Do you like it sissy?

Yes, Mistress, I do. I am happy to hear you say that.

How many drinks have you had honey?

2 Mistress. Good girl. Cosmo's?

Yes, Mistress.

I am a Cosmo girl too!

The waitress came and took our order, she addressed her as Mistress as well. We had the lobster tail. I was glued to her every word. She talked about what she wants from life and relationships. She went into depth about what to expect to become a wife in an FLR with her. She explained that she was in total command. My opinions, requests, and thoughts are listened to and given care and consideration, but her word is final.

By this point, I was very relaxed, more than I had been in a long time. I switched to ice water. I didn't want to get sloppy drunk; I am not a big drinker. She explained to me as an Alpha female she needs real men for very few things. She desires a beta male as a life partner/wife to handle the domestic roles. She explained how her beta is a 50's 50-type housewife with an Added sense of fashion.

Her beta would be trained, cared for, and loved. The beta would be cuckold as well. Beta would be in chastity and plugged in at all times. Beta would be collared with many different kinds to fit the events of the day. Heels would be the new normal for shoes, 3" heels for housework, 4" for shopping, and when ready, 5" or more for evenings out.

Almost all clothes are designer clothes. Sissy will have a car and a separate bedroom with a bathroom with an adjoining door to my Mistress suite. You will be provided for, I expect complete respect and obedience from my wife. You also will be educated as well. 12 weeks of beauty school and 10 weeks with Mistress Alexis. You remember her, don't you, Bree?

Yes, Mistress!

As she spoke, I was swooning the whole time. Her words kept me aloft. I heard everyone. I loved the entire concept of it all. Beauty school and submissive slave training. All I could do not jump, where I signed up. I wanted to scream yes, Mistress in the restaurant, but I held my composure.

My clitty was aching from the restriction of the chastity. Mistress hit the vibration control on my chastity a few times during our conversations increasing each time being playful. I did my best to not flinch, but it was getting more difficult. When my eyes rolled backward in my head, Mistress stopped realizing that I was at my limit, and the device.

Mistress smiled a very sexy and devilish grin at me, I just melted and bowed my head. Mistress asked if I wanted coffee, and I said yes, please. I asked Mistress if I may be excused to use the lady's room. She smiled and said don't be a long, sissy, and touch up your lipstick. Yes, Mistress, I said.

I did my business and touched up my makeup. I was having a hard time with my ombre lip color. A very nice woman asked if I needed help, I said please, if you don't mind. Sure, honey! She started talking, I see you having dinner with Mistress Becky. She is a very respected member of our city and community. Are you her new sissy? She stopped with the lipstick so I could answer.

I said I very much wanted to be her sissy. She grabbed my crotch, noticed my chastity, and said it seems you are honey. She is a very kind and generous person. She is also very powerful. Be good to her she will make all your dreams come true. As a habit, I said yes, Mistress,s, to her. She smiled you are well trained, how'd you know?

A beta knows an Alpha, Mistress.

Good girl. Touch up your hair and eyeliner honey, I hope you are the one., I am rooting for you.

I touched up as instructed and brushed a bit more mascara as a final touch. Just as I was putting things away, my chastity started vibrating. I decided that was my signal to get back. As I walked to the table, my mysterious Mistress from the bathroom was walking away from our table.

Let me inspect you, honey, oh my... you are lovely. Did you touch up those lips yourself?

No Mistress the nice Mistress that just left did my lips for me.

Mistress's face was blank for a moment. She said I am very happy you can accept help when it's offered. She is one of my oldest and most trusted friends. Her opinion means a lot to me. She said you're a good listener, she was right. You touched up your eyeliner and added a bit of mascara, too, I love it.

The waitress came to bring the check, or so I thought. I reached for my purse to pay for dinner. Mistress lays her hand on my knee and says you're very sweet, but it's not necessary, honey.

The waitress asks Mistress how was your dinner?

Everything was great Emily.

Bree, how was your Lobster?

It was great thank you.

She winked at me, I smiled back.

Bree, how are you feeling? Mistress,

I am feeling great, I am a bit tired. I understand honey. I want you to go back to the hotel, clean up, get in your nightgown, and go to sleep. Tomorrow I want you up at 7 am at the salon at 8 am. Mistress Alexis will fix your hair and makeup.

I got back to the hotel at about 9:30 PM. I showered, gave myself an enema stripped off my makeup, and set the alarm for 645 am. I went right to sleep. 6:45 came fast. I gave myself a coffee enema to perk myself up, showered, and lotioned up. I threw on some foundation, some mascara,, and lipstick.

I arrived at the Spa at 7:55 am. Mistress Alexis was there to answer the door. She was Dressed in Black skin-tight latex with 6" platform heels; her makeup was an exotic goth style. I gazed at he, built her style, and studied every inch of her form. I would love to look like her, I am going to do whatever it takes to have her body. Mistress Lux didn't miss a thing; she knew I was studying her.

Bree, you are really studying me, sissy. You must like what you see?

Yes, Mistress Alexis, I love what I see. I love your body, Mistress. I want to train my body to shape it like yours. Sissy, you are a sweet girl. It took me a year and a couple of surgeries to get this body. as well as HRT. I also had a rib removed and 18 hours of corset training a day.

Will you help me, please, Mistress Alexis?

Of course, sissy, I am in charge of your sissy/submissive training.

I am going to work so hard to please these Mistresses, I thought to myself.

Strip and on the table, let's have a look at you. She put my feet in the stirrups and secured my feet. I was surprised, but I only smiled at Mistress Alexis. She was so professional. She inspected my chastity and plug.

She smiled and asked are these comfortable?

Yes, Mistress.

No pinching, pressure ok with this? as she playfully tapped the plug.

Yes, Mistress Lux, I love them; please let me keep them?

It's okay, sweetie, they are yours until Mistress Becky says differently. Ok, a few waxing touch-ups, and then we are on to hair, then makeup. I will also be changing your outfit and your nail polish as well. Mistress Becky is generous to us girls but she demands perfection and respect. She's a great woman I love pleasing her; you will too, sissy work hard, learn fast, and I will help you as long as you listen. Thank you, Mistress Alexis.

I will be your Mentor for the next 10 to 12 weeks. Afterwards, you will start beauty school. You are expected to be at the top of your class when you graduate. You are to be dressed as a woman or sissy at all times. Today is the first day of womanhood for you, sissy; take these. What are they, Mistress? Female hormones. Today you take your first steps to becoming a woman. Good girl, now let's get you cleaned up. You have to be at Mistress Becky's home in a few hours.

Mistress Alexis went slow and walked me through my hair and my makeup making me do everything twice. She explained everything and quizzed me on it. She was very professional. After she was done, I was put back in the corset. She said to learn to love it because I would be living it almost 24/7. I just said Yes Mistress Alexis.

She brought out a beautiful dark red maid's dress trimmed with white lace and matching 4" heels with a small platform and a bit of width to the heel. Time to paint your nails to match your lips and dress. A girl of fashion always color coordinates as much as possible!

Yes, Mistress.

Oh, one more thing... a matching chastity. Let me unlock you, honey. Now take it off and put it in your bag. Now put this on, hands behind your back sissy. She then locked up my clitty. A sissy never touches the chastity key, Ever! Do you understand, Bree?

Yes, Mistress.

You are going to be a great sissy wife; we are going to be close friends, sissy. Now, here is Mistress Becky's address; when you get there, ring the doorbell once,, then kneel at the door, head bowed. Do not raise your head until Mistress addresses you.

Yes Mistress Alexis.

I walked out to the car and heard a wolf whistle and a Catcall. I entered the address in the GPS, but the voice had been changed. It was Mistress Becky. As I drove, I looked forward to every instruction. At the halfway point, Mistress called me to the car's Bluetooth, which was somehow already programmed into my phone. I didn't do that, I thought.

Morning Sissy how did you sleep?

Wonderful Mistress.

It was true I hadn't slept well since the accident, and truth be told, I was feeling a lot better. Maybe I should be mourning still, but it's been months, and I was always at odds with myself and the world until now.

Bree be a good sissy and stop at the grocery store and pick up a few things for us.

Yes, Mistress, what do you need?

It's already ordered and paid for you just need to walk to the service counter and tell them it's for me.

Yes, Mistress.

I got to the store. It was a Saturday Morning, and it was packed. I parked at the pickup lot and walked inside in my sissy dress. The service counter was busy, and I waited silently. People were gawking at my dress. A couple of high school girls said I love your dress and those shoes; wow! I just smiled and said thank you. I checked in, walked back to the car, and waited. I waited outside the car because it was more comfortable to stand.

Mistress Alexis made sure my corset was tight. One driver almost hit a parked car checking me out. The young man came out with the groceries. He was cute; he smiled at me, loaded my car, winked at him, and handed him a 20. He beamed at me and said thank you miss.

Back in the car and on my way, I was reliving what I had just done; I was so ladylike, I thought. I didn't even think about it, it just flowed out of me. I must be a woman at heart. I was beaming as I drove on. I pulled into a driveway with a large wall and gate. As I pulled in to hit the button, the gate opened.

My GPS said Welcome to my home, Bree. As I drove up the driveway, it was a mansion. Pink brick is trimmed in white stone. The lawn and grounds must be at least 10 to 20 acres. I drove to the front door and did what Mistress Alexis said. I rang the bell once, then kneeled at the door, and the head bowed. The Mistress answered the door. I could smell her perfume. It was an intoxicating scent.

Stand up sissy head up honey. Wow, that septum is so you, honey. Do you like it?

Yes, Mistresses very much. Let me inspect you. Very Nice! Mistress Alexis knows exactly how to please me. Come in, sissy. I've much to show you, and we have much to discuss!

Yes, my Mistress.

Bree, you are doing very well sweetie. Did you get my Groceries? Yes, Mistress in the car. Look up, my dear Bree. Come inside I've much to show you and even more to discuss about our future.