Turned Sissy By My Lesbian Girlfriend Part 3: Eager to Please

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I no time she had me made up with glossy red nails, red lips, rosy cheeks and pigtails: A true vision of sexy schoolgirl femininity. I loved it! I loved the vision of myself as an innocent schoolgirl and I loved the tall, domineering form of my Mistress and teacher as a stark contrast. The feel of satiny cloth on my bare skin, my erect nipples. The blood reddening my bosom and my nether cheeks. The strong, mature woman transforming me into her love slave. I was sensitized beyond belief, tingling with unknown arousal. My sissy clit throbbed, and heavy viscous sissy cream seeped into my tight pink panties. I was a naughty sissy slut, a lesbian sissy slut desiring to please my majestic Mistress. Practice your walking always, my sweet sissy. Take care to be sexy when you walk. Every woman should notice you and be excited." This ritual invariably made my sissy clit very, very stiff and leaking and it took my utmost not to touch it and get some release.

Mmm.. lovely... with the right treatments you'll grow a great pair of tits for me and my friends to play with.. and you do love to have your stiff sissy nips played with and teased, don't you girlie?" I was eighteen years old when I became a girl. Or rather: When I was turned into a submissive lesbian sissy slut by my High School teacher, Miss Johnstone. She was an imposing woman, in her late fifties, tall and with short cropped grey hair. She had piercing green eyes and a well-trained body that she kept in shape by regular long sessions at our local fitness center. She lived alone, at the outskirts of our small town, in a renovated farmhouse and taught Math, Physics and PE at my High School. Thus, as my body became progressively more aroused, the mature woman teacher increased the intensity of her seduction. She suddenly kissed me, right on my inexperienced mouth, and her exploring tongue took possession of my lips and oral cavity as her clever hands explored my shuddering body, teasing my nipples and murmuring seditious words into my impressionable young mind. I moaned with unrepressed lust, teased by her forceful and knowing treatment of my sissy body, my imagination filled with endless images of dominant, strict mature women forcing me to obey they every naughty sexual demand. Then we would practice my girly persona out at a few malls, and Granma would take great care in her instructions:And I missed you, beloved Mommy", said my sexy Mother as she at last turned at looked directly at me. There's actually a reason that high heels makes a sissy girl attractive! The visually lengthen the leg and force the calf muscle to pop out. The higher the heel, the more your bottom and tits are pushed out, giving you a stunning silhouette! I'll gradually increase the height of your heels, but for now: Practice!" Yy... yesss... pluu .. pleee... please... Miss Mistre... Granny... can I... may I... have ... be allowed to -- to cum?"

She gently pulled the flimsy, lacy panties up my legs and patted them is place. They were small and very tight, hugging my hips and nicely outlining my slightly fleshy bottom. My small plums and stiffie were confined in a silky prison and Miss Johnstone's fingers teased and tapped what she consequently called my sissy clit, so a small wet spot appeared at the very tip. She intensified her kisses and caresses and kept whispering how lovely I would look as a girl and how much she would like to make sweet love to me as Rita, a lesbian slutty High School girl. I was defenseless and docile let her take me to her bedroom, where a lovely schoolgirl outfit had already, conveniently, been laid out on the large double bed. She sat on the bed and I stood in front her as she rapidly undressed me, and once in a while kissed my naked flesh or willing mouth. Oh... the sweet sissy is all excited! Her little sissy clit is stiff and wet... Mmmm .. such a juicy little tidbit!"

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She wasted no time, and managed, just a few weeks after my eighteenth birthday, to arrange extra tuition for me, telling my mother that I had great potential but that I needed to be taken specially care off. My trusting mother readily agreed, and I found myself, one chilly winter afternoon, walking to Miss Johnstone's house for a Saturday afternoon of extra tuition. Not knowing what the formidable woman had in store for me, I was eager to spend time with the object of my secret desire. I was not allowed to touch my sissy clit or nipples in any pleasurable manner. "You are MY sissy girl, Rita. And you must not pleasure yourself! That is my special duty and privilege. Do you understand?" Oh... does Granny's little darling sissy want to cum... Hmmm? Does sweet Rita want a nice sissy cummie...?" Initially, Mother did not look at me, but tightly embraced my Granny Mistress and kissed her deeply. Not as a mother greeting her daughter, but as a lesbian lover. Her hands caressed and explored her own mothers succulent ass with the touch and sensitivity of a lover, and their lips and tongues met in a very drawn out kiss of pure lesbian passion. I was totally flabbergasted! There I was, dressed as a lesbian sissy slut, and I was watching my mother and grandmother embracing in a display that was blatantly sexual and totally incestuous. It excited me more than anything else; to see these beautiful mature women, mother and daughter, in such an obvious lesbian relationship. A fire was burning quietly in the fireplace, soft music was playing. My Mistress was sipping a glass of chilled white wine whilst she gently fondled my hair.

Now, sweetie, you are an absolutely adorable vision! A perfect lesbian sissy schoolgirl slut! Ready to serve and please her Mistress! So now your training must begin! First of all - let me see you simply standing."Oh, Rita! You're such a naughty girl! You little sissy clit is leaking into the nice panties! You'll have to spanked for that! Come here!" I learnt a lot during those weeks my mother was out of town, and in that time I never ever thought of myself as anything but Rita, the sissy lesbian slut girl who desired to be dominated and disciplined by mature women. Good girlie, Rita... you make such a lovely sissy ... Now let us get you dressed up properly, so you can feel all feminine and nice and sexy... come here, sweetling... see these nice pink panties? They'll fit you perfectly, outlining your little sissy clit... " And have you managed to train Rita into becoming the sweet lesbian sissy daughter of all my dreams?" Submissively, I knelt in front of my domineering teacher and kissed the hand that had spanked my warm bottom so thoroughly, and delivered the required thanks: "Thank you, Miss, for spanking my bottom".

You look absolutely lovely, my dear! Your reddened bottom is a wonderful contrast to the sweet pink of the panties, and I adore a good pair of tits and nips on a slutty sexy sissy!" Oh, Mommy... I ... I missed... I... I loved you so...", I managed, haltingly, almost incoherently and totally overcome. Then Grandma joined us, and we stood, a close family cluster, and hugged whilst my tears gradually decreased. Oh, Rita, you do desire to be a slutty little lesbian, don't you? Oh, yes... Granny knows...knows how much you want to be treated like a little sissy..." After having calmed down a bit, I then posed for Mommy and Granma, still with my hands cuffed, but with my make-up repaired a bit. I showed off my spanked bottom, my stiff nipples, my feminine walk, whilst especially Mommy touched and teased my body and praised me for being a good obedient and sexily feminized sissy daughter. She stood behind me and teased my hardening nipples with her fingers, pinching and pulling through the tight top.Afterwards, she kissed me, still with her mouth filled with my sissy juices and I had to gulp down all my own excretions and found it not disgusting at all but strangely exhilarating. My mind was a mushy purple haze as my dominant Grandmother laid me out on my bed and proceeded to kneel between my widely spread legs and bring her insidious molesting to a grand finale. Her oral ministrations of my plums and clit continued, interspaced with small slaps and fingers drumming over the teased flesh. My small organ was a vivid red and totally tumescent, throbbing with unreleased longing and lust. My clittie was restricted in very tight panties, and additionally secured with a small leather ring around the root, causing my little organ to be almost always partly erect. I was spanked every night, just before falling asleep, just to remind me who was in charge, and because it pleased my Mistress Granny. She was convinced it would help my sissy dreams and true enough: All my dreams were now of being subjected to severe discipline from both her as well as from Miss Johnstone and a number of other faceless, mature women.