Positive Reinforcement

 Another step in a man's becoming the sissy fucktoy of her dreams. Well, they certainly seem like they're her dreams. That's what her Master has told her they are and that's what the little voices in her ears keep telling her they are. And being a sissy fucktoy certainly feels so wonderful! So, of course being a sissy fucktoy is what she's always dreamed of being!

Lisa’s head swam.  She was so damn horny it was difficult for her to think straight.  Every inch of her skin felt alive and sensitive.  Her puffy and extended nipples even more so.  Her cock ached with pleasure even as permanently limp as it now was.  Even her balls, shriveled and atrophied as they now were, also ached with pleasure.  Her ass was even worse.  It felt empty now that Master Carl had removed the plug.  Not that the plug helped much with that horniness.  Oh, it filled her up and stretched her out wonderfully and if she could only have moved around more it would’ve rubbed on her prostate enough and she’d have climaxed.  But Master Carl had strapped her down too securely for her to have moved like that.  So it only served to frustrate her and make her even hornier.  Now that he’d taken it out, the emptiness made her ache.

When Master Carl had run his fingers around her distended sphincter the ripples of pleasure that rolled through her made her moan and her head swim even more intensely.  Frustratingly, Master Carl didn’t linger with his fingers and only pushed more lube deep inside her with them.  Still though, the mere touching had left her panting.  So much so that it took her some time to realize not only that he’d stopped but that he was standing in front of her once more watching her.  He’d knelt down in front of her and brushed a few hairs from in front of her face.  She whimpered in lust at his gaze.

“That’s my girl” he said soothingly as he stroked his fingers along Lisa’s sculpted face.  “That’s my pretty, pretty girl.”

Lisa wanted to thank him.  She wanted to tell him how grateful she was for what he’d helped her become.  She wanted to tell him how much she loved it all.  She wanted to tell him so many, many things.  But most of all she wanted to tell him how badly she needed to cum.  But she couldn’t.  Not with the O-ring gag strapped in her mouth holding her jaw open.  She could only moan and whimper.

Master Carl smiled at that.  He then stood back up, his crotch – so wonderfully full – just inches from Lisa’s face, and stepped back around her.  Lisa felt the platform being pushed into place around her.  She moaned again and flexed her ass in anticipation.  Master Carl traced his fingers down along her pert bubble butt.  Leg and ass work were the only muscle exercises she was allowed now.  The intense cardio and yoga kept the rest of her trim, taut, and flexible.  Those squats and leg lifts though, they gave her an oh-so-fuckable ass and a set of legs to die for.  But almost all of that was covered up now that the platform had been locked into place.  Just her ass was exposed.  Wonderfully exposed. 

Lisa felt like she was on fire and it wasn’t just the sexual aching driving that feeling.  The chemical cocktail Master Carl had pumped into her was what was really driving that heat.  And driving that arousal as well.  It had become so intense that it consumed all her thoughts and the frustration was nearly driving her mad.

Master Carl’s face swam back into her vision.  The straps around her head held her face nicely in place so she couldn’t turn her head at all and could only see what moved directly in front of her.

“Yes, my girl, you’re ready aren’t you?”  It wasn’t a question so much as a statement.  Master Carl then began lightly stroking Lisa’s distended nipples.  The sensations made her buck and writhe with pleasure.  Her eyes fluttered as she felt another orgasm building.  And then, of course, Master Carl stopped.  He knew exactly how to tease her that way.  And she loved it.

“Not much longer my dear.  Not much longer and you’ll have real breasts to fill out behind those beautiful thick nipples.  Real breasts that I’ll be able to milk.  You’ll be my pretty, pretty sissy cow.  And isn’t that what you want to be?”  He purred.

Lisa moaned even more loudly and tried nodding her head as she gurgled a reply around the gag.  Of course that’s what she wanted.  It was all she could think about for as long as she could remember.  Which in the lust drenched mind wasn’t particularly long.  But she was sure of it.  She was absolutely sure that her entire life had been spent wishing she was some sissy fucktoy human cow that could be endlessly milked.  Even the voices whispering from the little earbud speakers strapped into her ears agreed as they kept repeating that back to her endlessly.  She’d come to enjoy their whispering at her as they always whispered such wonderfully sexy and arousing things.

It was those tiny quiet voices whispering at her which let her know so many wonderful things about herself.  That wanting to have truly big and thick and milk filled breasts was a perfectly natural and wonderful thing for a sissy like her to want.  And Lisa was a sissy, wasn’t she?  That’s why Master Carl loved her so much.  That’s what made Master Carl so happy and turned him on so much.  And when Master Carl was turned on he made Lisa happy.  Happy with that wonderful cock of his.  And Lisa loved being happy.  Lisa was a happy sissy.  Those constant little voices in her ears told her that.  Not that she needed them to tell her that for she knew she was a sissy.  A sissy fucktoy.  She’d always known that.  For as long as she could remember, she knew that.  But it was nice to hear those voices tell that.

“Positive reinforcement” is what Master Carl called it.  And Master Carl was always right.  And he was always so kind and understanding.  And Master Carl was always so patient.  Even when Lisa wanted to rush on ahead with her feminization he patiently explained to her that her becoming the sissy fucktoy of her dreams would take time.  Time that couldn’t be rushed.  That she had to submit to each step of the way for it all to work.  Master Carl was such a wonderful man.  Lisa loved him for all her sissy fucktoy heart.

Lisa couldn’t imagine how Master Carl knew that she wanted to be a sissy fucktoy when they first met.  Whenever it was that they first met.  The aching was so strong now that thinking to try and remember when that happened was beyond her.  But she knew that she wasn’t always the pretty, pretty girl that she was now.  Somehow though, Master Carl knew.  And Master Carl helped her become that pretty, pretty girl.  Step by step.  The details of those steps blurred but the highlights did stand out.

Lisa happily remembered when she first started hearing those quiet little voices agreeing with her that she really was a sissy fucktoy.  It was shortly after she’d first met Master Carl and he’d let her listen to some of the motivational “books on disk” that he’d loaned her.  In her more lucid moments, Lisa concluded that it was those motivational lessons which gave her the courage to admit what she’d always known she was deep down inside – a sissy fucktoy for powerful men and women.  Things flowed from there.

Lisa didn’t remember when, exactly, Master Carl had helped her get the prescriptions for the hormone replacement therapy she needed to become the sissy fucktoy she was meant to be.  But Lisa knew he did help her and that he loved her for being so willing to become that sissy fucktoy.  It made him happy and Lisa loved making Master Carl happy.  The more feminized and emasculated Lisa became the happier Master Carl was and the happier he was the happier she was.

Even amidst the head swimmingly aching lust she was awash in, Lisa remembered how happy Master Carl was when he took her to that tattoo artist so that she could have her face tattooed with permanent makeup.  The way Master Carl took her after that was something she could bring herself to climax with time and again just by remembering it while she rode of one her big special dildos that Master Carl had given her just for that purpose.  A good sissy fucktoy only comes from having something inside.  A good sissy fucktoy’s limp sissy cock is for others to play with, not her.  And Lisa loved being a good sissy fucktoy.  And those little voices in her ears said the same thing to her again and again.

The memories of all that made her shudder and she squeezed her arms against her side, hugging herself a bit, as the shudders of pleasure rolled across her body.  Squeezing her arms like that meant Lisa felt the intravenous line under her armpit.  “This allows for all that ‘girly juice’ to get into your system so much easier and quickly than having to give you all those shots every day” Master Carl had told her.  And Master Carl was always right.  With that line set it had made things easier.  And Lisa did notice the changes had seemed to happen more quickly afterward.  It was a bit hazy for her to tell. 

She did remember that it wasn’t long after that IV was placed that her cock stopped getting hard any more.  She was actually happy about that.  And those small constant voices in her ears agreed with her.  “A good sissy fucktoy only has a limp and soft little penis.  Only real men have nice hard cocks.  A good sissy fucktoy is not a real man.  A good sissy fucktoy has a limp and soft little penis” was what those voices told her.  And they were right!  Master Carl loved how soft her little sissy clitty became after that.

Sometimes, when Lisa had been particularly good, Master Carl would lick and suck on Lisa’s sissy clitty.  That always drove her wild even if she couldn’t cum from it like she used to.  Now she only came in a leaky watery sort of drooling.  “Sissy juice” is what Master Carl called it now that her testes had finally stopped producing their boy hormones and freed her to become the sissy fucktoy she always wanted to be.  That too happened not long after Master Carl had set that IV line.

It had gotten to the point that Lisa no longer needed to wear that chastity cage on her sissy clitty and sacks.  She would, occasionally, for the feeling against her sissy clitty.  It was comforting to be locked up, actually.  Usually now though, Master Carl just liked her wearing the tight stainless metal band around the end of her sissy clitty.  It went just behind the glans of her shaft and was held in place by the Prince Albert piercing Master Carl had her get.  The memory of that too was something which turned Lisa on.

All of those memories bounced around inside her lust filled sissy brain and just increased her arousal and frustration.  It was Master Carl’s stroking her cheek which brought her focus back to the present.

“Alright my pretty, pretty girl, time for some more Positive Reinforcement, yes?”  Lisa could, as always, only moan her agreement.

She then heard the familiar noise of the nails against the floor and then felt the weight on the back of the platform behind her.  Soon enough she felt the wet coldness of the dog’s nose against her ass.  Lisa whimpered in anticipation.  God, she needed this!  The wetness and coarseness of the dog’s tongue against her sphincter made her shudder again with pleasure.  So much so that she took no notice of Master Carl adjusting the flow of the IV line into her.  His loading up a new IV bag wasn’t something she would’ve cared about at that moment anyway.  The sensations the dog was creating with its tongue on her rosebud was all that mattered to Lisa at that moment.  Master Carl took the time while the dog, one of several he kept for just this purpose, lapped at Lisa’s rosebud, to squeeze into the IV line the contents of a syringe he’d had ready for this moment.  Lisa soon began feeling even more aroused and wonderful.

After a moment or two’s tongue work, Master Carl let the leash slip some more and the dog scrambled forward.  The chemicals in the lube and the dog’s training had left it fully aroused by this point.  The platform locked around Lisa gave the dog all the traction it needed while also protecting Lisa from being scratched by the dog’s claws.  With much practiced moves, Master Carl guided the dog’s cock into Lisa’s ass and it began humping away.  Soon enough, it had knotted inside Lisa and Master Carl stood back in front of his pretty, pretty girl.  He held the leash tightly enough to ensure the dog couldn’t back off and thus damage Lisa by trying to pull its knotted cock out of her.  And Master Carl wanted all of the dog’s cum to be shot as deeply and as fully into Lisa as it could.  So holding the dog in place ensured all that.

Master Carl squatted down so his face was in front of Lisa’s and he gently caressed her sculpted beauty.  That too was a memory which always turned Lisa on.  The surgeries which had removed the last vestiges of her old male self from her face were painful ones but worth it.  She looked so much more feminine after she’d healed from them and the more feminine she was the more she pleased Master Carl.  And a good sissy fucktoy loves pleasing her man.  Both she and those voices agreed on that!

Master Carl looked at his pretty, pretty girl.  He leaned around a bit so he could see underneath her and watched Lisa’s delightfully shrunken penis twitch as yet another climax rolled through her from the dog’s relentless fucking.  The condom taped around Lisa’s shaft held all of her sissy juice flowing out of her neutered balls.  It was a sight which always turned Master Carl on.  He loved extracting all the maleness out of his special girls.  Their willingness to yield it to him in this way brought him an intensity of pleasure that was beyond anything so trivial as a mere sexual climax.  Though there was that too.

He could tell that Lisa was so deep in her climaxing and submission that she was essentially now in a trance.  The perfect state for those subliminal messages to go even deeper into her mind to work their wonders there.  Still though, he enjoyed talking to his pretty, pretty girls as the pleasures he created rolled through them.  More “positive reinforcement” for them.

“That’s it.  That’s it my pretty, pretty girl.  You enjoy that, don’t you?  You enjoy being fucked.  You love being fucked.  You are a sissy fucktoy.  Being fucked is what you do.  You love to have a big cock up that sissy cunt.  That’s what it’s for.  You feel empty unless your sissy cunt is filled.  Yes, that’s it my pretty, pretty girl.”  His voice filled her ears and penetrated into Lisa’s mind.  She loved hearing that voice no matter what he was saying to her.  It was always good to hear her Master’s voice.  A good sissy fucktoy always listened to her Master.

“That’s it girl, climax again.  There you go.” He purred as he began gently pulling Lisa’s distended nipples.  The wonderful sensations pushed Lisa over the top yet again and her shrunken sissy clit drooled more of its watery cum into the condom.

“Soon my girl.  Soon.  Soon you’ll have big heavy tits to play with.  Real tits.  Real tits for a real sissy.  Won’t that be wonderful my pretty, pretty girl?  A good sissy fucktoy needs to have nice big tits for her Master to play with.  A sissy with nice big tits makes her Master happy.  And you want to make me happy don’t you?  Yes, that’s a good girl.  You want to make me happy like a good sissy fucktoy does.  Good girl.  Yes, that’s it.  Cum again for me girl.  Cum again as that dog’s cock shoots its load inside your sissy cunt.”

Lisa was rolling from one intense climax to the next.  Master Carl’s pulling on her nipples could – and had – brought her to climaxes all on its own.  Combining that with her ass being so deeply fucked by the dog mounting her was a level beyond it all.  The power of climaxes was truly ecstatic for her.  Knowing they were what would happen when Master Carl started to lock her to the fucking stand is what made her look forward to such “positive reinforcement treatments.”

“That’s my pretty, pretty girl.  That’s it.  Yes… Oh yes, looks like he’s cum again now.  Oh your sissy cunt must be bursting with that doggie cum now.  Mmm….  Yes.  Good girl.  That’s a very good girl.  Yes.  And his doggie cock is knotted so deep inside you now and rubbing that sissy g-spot so good.  Good girl.  Yes, come again for your Master.  That’s it.”  Master Carl’s voice was helping drive Lisa deeper and deeper into her “sub space” of endless pleasure.  She floated and soared in it.  And all the while those speakers in her ears kept agreeing with her and agreeing with Master Carl.  Agreeing that she was a good sissy fucktoy.  That being a good sissy fucktoy pleased Master Carl.  And a good sissy fucktoy always pleased her Master.

“Yes, good girl.  Good pretty, pretty girl.  Let that doggie cum soak into you.  That’s it.  We’ll just let him stay inside you as it does.  You’ve worn him out!  What a good pretty, pretty girl you are.  What a good sissy fucktoy you are.  And there’s all that doggie cum inside you now.  You know why I like that so much my pretty, pretty girl?  No?  Oh, you’re so high right now from being so well fucked.  What a wonderful thing for a sissy fucktoy.  What a good pretty, pretty girl.”

“There’s several reasons I have the dogs fuck you my pretty, pretty girl.  All of those reasons please me so they should please you too.  Yes, that’s right, you love pleasing me.  What a good sissy fucktoy you are.”  Master Carl was clearly enjoying explaining himself to Lisa even if Lisa was so blissed out she couldn’t respond.  Master Carl continued none-the-less as he idly worked Lisa’s nipples some more.

“You see, my pretty, pretty girl, I’ve altered the dog’s bodily chemistry as I’ve altered yours.  That doggie cum is just loaded with all sorts of wonderful chemical compounds to bring you even further along.  I’m not going to even try telling them to you right now as you are truly blissed out.  But they’re all nicely swimming around inside you now and are as deep as only that doggie cock can get them up inside you.”

Lisa’s eyes fluttered again as another climax rolled through her.  The dog’s knotted cock held it deep inside of her so that it was rubbing right on top of her sissy g-spot in just the right way.

“Oh sure,” Master Carl continued “I could get the chemicals into you through the IV.  I do, actually.  I get those and more, in fact.  But I like the concept.  I think you’d like the concept too even when you aren’t in such a fucktoy haze.  It’s such a perverse thing, isn’t it?” he asked to himself, essentially.

“I’ve trained you to the point you don’t just enjoy being fucked like this – being fucked by a dog – but actually need to be fucked like this.  That you are such a complete sissy fucktoy that even a dog can mount you and take that pert little ass of yours.  And that you love it.  Don’t you, my pretty, pretty girl?  Yes, you do.  That’s a good girl.  Yes, squeeze that ass of yours.  Squeeze it around that thick doggie cock.  Yes.”

“Good girl.  That’s it.”  Master Carl let go of Lisa’s nipples and stood up.  With some quick snaps and a bit of pulling, he had his cock out and pushed its already hard shaft into her open mouth.  As she felt the familiar satiny smoothness of her Master’s shaft run over her lips Lisa moaned and clenched her ass muscles down tightly around the shaft at her other end.  Lisa loved being filled at both ends.  And any time Master Carl had his cock in her was a good time for Lisa.  Those voices in her ears again agreed with her that a sissy fucktoy loves to be filled.  A filled sissy fucktoy is a happy sissy fucktoy.

Master Carl soon had a rhythm going with Lisa deep throating his cock at each stroke.  It wasn’t her best blowjob, the O-ring gag prevented that and she’d climaxed too many times already to really focus like she usually could.  But, Master Carl didn’t expect anything more than Lisa’s mouth being a wet and luscious hole for him to fill.  His hands firmly grasped Lisa’s head as he ground his cock in and out of her willing mouth.

“Yes, what a good sissy fucktoy you are.  Yes…   And every time that dog mounts you and shoots his cum inside you those chemicals in its cum flood into you.  They seep through your gut and run through your body.  Yes….  And you love being fucked by that dog.  You love being fucked in general.  Yes, you do.  You’re a good girl.  A good sissy fucktoy girl.”  Master Carl was getting more and more turned on with the sensations Lisa’s mouth was giving him through his cock and through the description of everything he had created with her.

“Every time you get fucked you get doused with those chemicals.  Every… time… yes…  Every time.  And you love it.  Positive reinforcement my pretty, pretty girl.  Positive… reinforcement…” Master Carl’s thrusts picked up their intensity.  “And every time it fucks you those chemicals wipe away more and more of what you used to be.  With each fucking you become less and less of man.  And you love being fucked.  You beg for it, don’t you girl?  Yes….”

Master Carl’s cock swelled in Lisa’s mouth and down her throat.  His fingers became like a vice around her head as he reached his climax and began cumming in Lisa’s mouth.  Even as blissed out as Lisa was, her Master’s cumming inside her was enough to drive her over the edge again as well.  He had trained and conditioned her – had used enough positive reinforcement on her – that it always was this way.  Bringing her Master to climax was as great a gift a sissy fucktoy could give and her own climaxing when that happened was a wonderful reminder of that.

Master Carl reveled in the moment and kept his cock jammed deeply down his sissy fucktoy’s throat.  The two – man and sissy – stayed like that and savored the moment.  Eventually, the orgasmic glow ebbed in Master Carl and he pulled his thick shaft out of Lisa’s throat and mouth.  She gasped and breathed deeply to catch her breath.  Idly she regretted the O-ring gag’s preventing her from capturing all of Master Carl’s juices.  His cum was a delicacy to her and she eagerly lapped up all she could get of it.  But Master Carl had locked her in place and gagged her mouth open so she couldn’t.  That was his choice and a good sissy fucktoy always submitted to her Master’s choice.  She did miss getting all of his cum though….

Master Carl knelt down in front of his sissy fucktoy again.  His pupils dilated from the endorphins his climax had released.  He leaned in and kissed his sissy on her outstretch lips and then kissed her on her forehead.  Lisa mewed her pleasure back at him.

“Good girl.  Good sissy fucktoy girl.  That’s my pretty, pretty girl.  You know all of this.  You submit to me so wonderfully.  You give yourself to me so beautifully.  You are my pretty, pretty girl.  And every time that dog mounts you and cums inside you, you become even prettier and an even better sissy fucktoy.  And that makes me happy.  And you like making me happy, don’t you?  Of course you do.  You’re my pretty, pretty sissy fucktoy girl.”  He kissed her again.

Master Carl stood back up, having noted that the dog’s shaft had softened and unknotted.  Lisa truly had worn the dog out.  Just as she’d been conditioned and just as the dog had been trained.  With practiced moves, Master Carl loosened the leash, let the dog dismount from the sissy’s ass, and quickly pressed home a butt plug to seal Lisa’s freshly fucked sissy cunt and keep all of the dog’s hormone laced cum inside her.

Leaving Lisa to float in her sissygasm bliss, Master Carl led the dog back to its kennel and then returned to tend to his special girl.  Shortly, he’d removed the platform and removed the straps which had held Lisa to the equipment.  She stood up stiffly after being so wonderfully bound for such an intense session.  Master Carl then unstrapped the O-ring gag from Lisa’s mouth and wrapped his arms around her to kiss her intensely.

The deeply emasculated sissy melted in her Master’s embrace.

He broke from that kiss with Lisa’s head once again spinning from the intensity and the pleasure.  He sat her against the bench and deftly removed the tape holding the condom around her hormonally shrunken penis.  It was nicely full of her watery climaxes.  He held the condom up to her mouth as she eagerly stuck out her tongue.

No sooner had he poured its contents into her mouth then he embraced her once again and kissed her even more deeply this time.  His tongue pushed its way into her mouth as had the dog’s cock into her ass.  She melted in his embrace once more and joyously yielded her mouth to her Master’s tongue and passionate kissing.  The sweet taste of her neutered juices played across both their tongues and turned them both on.

Breaking from the deep kissing, Master Carl was clearly happy with his pretty, pretty girl.

“Not much longer my dear.  Not much longer before you sprout here” he said as he cupped Lisa’s fleshy chest.  “Between that doggie cum and everything else I’m pumping you full of, you’re going to be sprouting breasts in no time!”

Lisa whimpered with joy and pressed her lips back upon her Master’s once again.

He growled with pleasure at how eager his sissy fucktoy was to please him and began playing with her nipples as they kissed.  All that positive reinforcement was having such wonderful results for both of them.