You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
The words pulsed through Jaime's mind in step with his heatbeart, each pump of blood further dragging him deeper and deeper into sexual submission and feminization. Over the course of a week he'd gone from being a regular 18 year old boy, to a panty wearing, cum eating, dildo junkie, Sissy.
And his Mother wasn't going to stop there.
Jaime had come so far, but he still had so far to go before he was the perfect little Sissy cumslut that could be sent off to university to truly discover himself, and hopefully, snag himself a wonderful man to take care of him. And while maybe he wouldn't need all the lessons that Sandra had planned for him, she wasn't going to risk sending him unprepared! She was going to make sure he was the model Sissu, and his new boyfriend could decide how often he wanted Jaime in panties, or plugged, or locked in his little pink chastity cage~
...
"Jaime~ Jaime?~ Can you hear Mommy? You're still basking in the afterglow, aren't you?~
Jaime stared blankly ahead as his heart rate calmed down and his ragged breathing began to subside. His entire body was still tingling from his orgasm, and he could feel the sensation of his cum cooling on his face as he revelled in the post-climax bliss. He could hear his Mommy's words but could hardly process them as his mind kept repeating the same phrase over and over again.
You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
All Jaime could do was nod in agreement with whatever his Mommy was saying to him. Subconsciously however, he was processing every word, eager to accept and follow his Mommy's direction, to go deeper and deeper under her control.
"I've still got more presents for you Sissy, and I think you're just going to love the next one~ Now snap out of your cum-dazed stupor and open the next gift from Mommy~"
Jaime weakly rolled over, the blood rushing from his head as he righted himself, no longer resting on his shoulders with his clitty hanging over his face. On shaky legs he stood up and stepped over to the great big box of gifts that Mommy had sent him. He'd only made a dent in the top layer of packages, and there were plenty more after this one, his cum-addled brain half wondering what they could all be. A small box labeled #2 was sitting on the top, with a little pink bow, just begging to be opened.
"Sit in front of your computer when you open it Jaime, think of it like a Sissy unboxing video~"
Jaime dutifully sat down in his computer chair, the black leather feeling cool against his mostly exposed skin. He was still wearing the polka dot bikini that he'd pilfered from his Mother's closet, his limp clitty still hanging out the side. He scooted around in the chair, positioning himself to be centred with the webcam that his online Dommy Mommy had hacked into. Jaime watched as his computer screen came to life, and as his cursor moved across the screen on its own, opening up the webcam program so that he was staring at his own cum-covered face.
A shiver of utter shame went down Jaime's spine as he stared at himself, his face coated in cum, wearing his Mother's swimwear, and sitting dutifully for his Mommy, waiting to open his present. How did I get here? Why am I letting this happen? I need to escape! It's not too late! I can go back! Jaime's heart started to race again as the reality of the situation we was in began to sink in, his jizz soaked face a testament to how trapped he was.
You're a Sissy forever, and there's no going back.
Jaime's warped subconscious twitched in response to his panic, spitting out the messages that had been drilled into his head by a weeks worth of sleep hypnosis, positive reinforcement, and direct verbal imprinting from his Mommy.
You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
You're a Sissy
"I'm a Sissy."
...
Sandra watched her son from the garden, using her laptop to control Jaime's computer and record everything from the cameras he had set up in his room. Watching the sudden look of panic develop on his face, and the tears begin to well up in his eyes, only for them to glaze over as he mumbled out affirmations of his Sissyhood was almost enough to make her orgasm on the spot. She leaned over and spoke into the mic.
"There's a good Sissy~ Now go ahead and open your present from Mommy, it's something that has been long overdue~"
...
Jaime slipped out of his hypnotic fog and nodded out an affirmation to his Mommy. He took hold of the pink bow on the box, peeling it off and tearing away the wrapping paper. Lifting up the long strip of tape holding the box closed, he unfolded the flaps, and opened the box.
A chastity cage.
Jaime only seen one once before, on a porno site with hundreds of categories. A quick look of revulsion had been all he'd given it at the time. Even with only a passing knowledge of them, Jaime recognized immediately what it was, and what it meant.
Inside the box lay the small pink chastity cage, and a little open gold lock in the shape of a heart. In the corner of the box was a small satin lined box, like one for earrings or a wedding ring, wrapped in pink ribbon. The keys.
"Don't worry Sissy, it's just your size~ I was worried that they wouldn't make them small enough for you, but we were in luck~"
Jaime's dicklette twitched as his Mommy's words stung at him, but he didn;t take his eyes off the cage, too afraid to look up and see his own reaction to it.
"Enough oogling it now Sissy, I want to see how it fits~ Show Mommy how cute your little clitty looks when it's locked away~"
Jaime swallowed hard. This was going to be a new low, a step further down in utter submission and domination, a complete admission of his inferiority as a man.
You're not a real man.
Jaime felt like he was being crushed, the breath being driven out of him.
Look at yourself. You know what you are.
Jaime slowly looked up and stared at his cum covered face on the screen.
You're just a little SISSY.
"Just a little Sissy..."
Jaime picked up the chastity cage and scooted back in his computer chair, so that he could himself in the webcam. He further pulled aside his Mother's bikini, fully revealing his limp 3 inches of dick, and tight little balls. He stared down at his manhood, fully drinking in how pathetic he truly was in this moment, how he was going to lock it away rather than deal with the shame. Jaime struggled for a moment, contemplating how it was supposed to go on.
"Slip the ring over the balls first Sissy~"
Jaime looked up to his screen, half expecting to see the face of his Mommy for the first time, ordering him to lock himself up, but only saw his only scared face. Looking back down he took a hold of his balls, and began to squeeze them through the tight pink ring, one at a time. The dull pain of forcing his nuts through the cage made him bite his lip as he steeled himself, and finally pushed through. He could feel the tightness of the ring, held firmly in place, snug behind his balls.
"Now slide the hood on over your clitty~"
Breathing deeply, Jaime took the pink plastic hood, and lined it up with the metal locking pins on the ring. Slowly, he slid it on, watching his dicklette disappear underneath the hard pink shell of his chastity cage. It clicked into place as it slipped over the pins, with one of them extending further through, a small hole drilled through it.
"Now lock it up, and tell Mommy how thankful you are~"
Jaime lifted up the little gold heart shaped lock, its shackle swinging freely. His eyes looked over to the ribbon wrapped jewelry box in the present as well. I have the keys. As long as I have the keys I'm free. As long as I have the keys I can go back. As long as I have the keys I can be a man.
