I called Brandon up one day and asked him if he wanted to come to my house and hang out for a while after work. We both were about twenty-one at the time and I was working full time as well as doing phone sex at nights and well I wanted to test out a theory. I had  at that time had a few years under my belt with working on the phone and exploring all kinds of cock sucking and forced bi fantasies that I wanted to see if I could put it into practice in my real life. Basically I wanted to see if everything that every one had been saying about him was true. I didn’t tell him what my intentions were up front, but I did lay the flirting and innuendo on pretty thick and that seemed to get him really interested in getting his ass over to my place.

When he got here I invited him in and made him comfortable while I asked him if he wanted a drink. I had made sure to run out to the store and pick up something for us to drink to take the edge off and make him more pliable for me. I figure when someone has some booze in them, they are much more willing to agree to things that they normally would protest to doing when they were not. So after a few drinks he was starting to feel good and that was when I started to really lay the flirting on real thick. He was growing more and more anxious and turned on by the things I was doing. I was up in front of him in the living room and had the music going, I was dancing and teasing and flirting real good getting Brandon open and horny for me.  I knew that he had been attracted to me for a few years since he first met me so now he thought that he was finally going to get his chance. Aww, how fucked up is that? It wasn’t as fucked up as what was about to happen next.

So I told him that I really wanted to fuck him and that took him by total surprise he nearly fell out of his chair. He of course was agreeable and ready to go before I could even say another world and had started to undo his pants and had the zipper undone before I could even blink. By this time I’m grinning from ear to ear. I told him I had to go get “something” for us and that I would be right back, I just needed to run to my room. So run I did and looked through my closet for the big strap-on cock that I had bought the summer before and knew that it was about time that my opportunity to use it on a willing participant was about to be underway.

I walked out into the living room with it on over my pants and he couldn’t figure out what was going on and started to get all antsy. I told him, “Brandon, I said I wanted to fuck you, I just didn’t say specifically how”. He was protesting and saying that he had no idea that I was into this kind of thing but that he didn’t think he could have a strap on near his ass. That was my opportunity and I lunged at it. I said “So why not just put your lips around just the tip, for me?” After a few minutes of saying no, and a couple of more protests before long I had him on his knees before me with that big thing in his mouth and him looking up at me. Man, he was such a good cock slut that night and that just really let me know that if given the right circumstance he would do it again. Suspicions, confirmed!

So you can imagine Kyle’s surprise when he was confronted by Brian one night after a wild party at the frat house and they were alone in Kyle’s room. That was the night that he was made to have forced bi sex with Brian because if he didn’t then he would tell all the guys that Kyle was a cock sucker for sure and that he would pretty much be committing social-suicide if he didn’t get down on his knees and suck Brian’s cock. Oddly enough as humiliating as it was, Kyle found himself getting hard when he saw just how nice and thick Brian’s big dick was and he kind of did like having it in his mouth even if he was forced to do it. And that was how Kyle was turned into a cock sucker.

When I have a man on his knees sucking cock and he tells me how much he loves it and I can see it in his eyes and hear it in his moans, that is all the proof I need that confirms my instincts every time I push one of you to take a cock in the throat. By the end of the session you are usually panting and completely blown away with how intuitively I was able to tap into what you had taken so many measures to hide within you, deep down inside. But you see, you have come to me with a big confession waiting to get out. You have wanted me to do the dirty work for you and that is why you have sought out a Mistress who specializes in forced bi phone sex. Come on, let me hear that music to my ears. Tell me as you have a mouthful of cum how much you love to suck cock and guzzle cum for a Mistress. Come on, you can do it. You know you want to do it. Don’t worry though if you can’t, I would be more than happy to delve you into forced feminization so that being dressed like a girl would make it easier for you to admit that you like the cock. It’s your choice really, you can go easily or you can go stubbornly. But one way or the other, you are going to go down gay alley with me.

That’s why you can’t get enough of me. The fact is that I can pretty much charm the panties of of many of you sissy panty boys and you all know it. Even when you reluctantly self- impose to wear those panties. Which I find really funny and ridiculously odd. How can someone be reluctant about putting panties on themselves when a Mistress has not ordered you to do so? I had a sissy feminization phone sex session tonight with a panty boy who was embarrassed that he was wearing his ruffly blue panties and white lace-top stockings so much that he was hiding under his comforter in his bed. I think the true story is, he was embarrassed to be diddling his sissy clit as much as he was while he was dressed that way. I told him if he was so ashamed of being dressed like a girl he could just take the panties off and his “manhood” wouldn’t be threatened ever again.

But you see, lol he couldn’t do that. When I told him to pull the panties down, he practically had a hissy. If he had been standing up I’m sure he would have been stomping his feet telling me no lol. See, so he wasn’t so uncomfortable with being feminized and stripped of his masculinity as much as he wanted me to believe. It was kind of funny though when he would whine and complain that I was mean. LOL Now boys, when have I ever pretended to not be mean? It’s just not in my nature and if you give me something to run with I’m going to run a mile you better believe that! So you can see why I love indulging you in your panty fetish, it’s because I truly love making fun of your girlieness and how on unmanly you all truly are. Do you think you can handle it?

In other words, I want to rule your world and guide you into forced feminization and forced cock sucking.  Wanting to please me would make you call me for more forced feminization phone sex because by then your little cock craves it. The fantasy of having a cock in your mouth while I’m looking down at you is too great for you to resist and you need to speak to me. I want to hear you on the other end of the phone gagging on your big dildo, slobbering and moaning, hearing you be the big cock sucking slut that I have turned you into. That is what makes me happiest. Knowing that my job has been done and you have been turned out into a cock fag just for me. So when you are ready for that journey, give me a call.

I can see it now. Upon arrival you are stripped down of your manly clothes and forced to wear panties and an inmate dress.  Then instead of shaving your head we would put barrettes in you hair and then work on your makeup routine so that you know what is expected of you on a daily basis. Next would be butt plugs for everyone so that you can stretch those man pussies out to be used whenever the guys want. I don’t want to hear anyone whining and complaining about them taking a cock that is too big for their little hole.  This is intense forced feminization training that you will be going through and you will thank me for it when you come out the other side as the little bitch I know you were meant to be.

By the time you are through with the indoctrination, you will love your new found femininity and bisexuality. It will no longer be a struggle for you and you will find that the rest of your time spent in my private little island detention facility an absolute dream come true!

There is another little reluctant panty boy who I have been teasing lately. He is Ms. Sarah’s boy that I’ve spoken about before. Ms. Sarah has forced him to wear panties every day to work and keep feminine items such as lip gloss, nail polish and perfume with him so that he can complete his forced feminization training tasks while at work. I toyed with his little panty wearing ass this afternoon. This is something I get a great deal of amusement out of and surely he will get a big swollen head after reading about himself on this blog. LOL I most certainly do not mean “that” head either. I’m referring to that delusional brain of his.

He tries to be a real man but somehow just keeps finding himself in panties and can’t seem to find his masculinity anymore. He tries so desperately to cling to all shreds of his annihilated manhood when he is around us Mistresses but it just does not work for him. It’s lost, forever. Poor bitsy, LOL!! Yea, right! He gets so excited when he talks to me that his spoogies start to build up. But the problem with that is, he’s not permitted to cum. So whenever he chats with Mistress Victoria it’s like playing Russian Roulette with his stroking privileges.

His little pecker tenting in his panties from just the slightest of suggestions is really just too funny. Such an excitable boy. I told him that he reminded me of the SNL skit “Jizz In My Pants” and gave him an assignment tonight that he had to go searching for that video on the google to see if he can find it.  Here is just a little hook from part of the song…

I jizz right in my pants when you’re standing next to me. And when we’re holding hands it’s like having sex with me. YOu say i’m premature, I just go in ecstasy. I wear a rubber at all times it’s a neccessity because… I jizz in my pants.

I wish I could be a fly on the wall when bitsy’s face turns all red from the embarrassment of being able to relate to this song’s lyrics only too well. LOLOLOL!!