Author's Forward
In a church Twenty two years ago I was christened Marcus Leon Sanders. Todaythat person no longer exist for I am now Slave Noel, the feminized sex toy ofmy former girlfriend Pam and her new husband. I exist between the exotic anderotic limbo of the twin realms of masculinity and femininity, a boy-girl orshe-male if you will.
Between my thighs, I posses not a female vagina but a penis and a pair ofhairless testicles. And from my once flat chest I have sprouted small softknobs of flesh, which have been cultivated and developed in a buxom bosom,which any woman would die to have. My breasts are perfectly pear-shaped andfirm with no hint of droop or sag. My nipples are neat little buttons offlesh centered in cocoa-cocoa-brown colored areoals. When caresses andstimulated my nipples tingle and pucker into erect little buds which arehighly sensitive. My skin is now as soft and sooth as a new born babies buttand my hips sway naturally in a female manner when I walk. Corsets andmidriff cinchers have reduced my waist size and have helped to make mybuttocks wider, fuller and deliciously rounded. My ass can best be describedas a heart-shaped feminine bottom just waiting to be squeezed and caressed. Ino longer have to wear wigs for a luxuriant growth of golden hair flows downover my shoulder and breasts. My long legs are the only part of me that Ihave to shave now. Female hormone pills and periodic shots from Mistress'sgynecologist have reduced my body hair and aided in the development of mybeautiful breast. My pubic hair is removed bimonthly by way of hot waxtreatments to keep my genitals smooth and naked. I dread the first andfifteenth of each month for it hurts and is as painful today as much as it wasthat first time. Hot wax being applied and then ripped from such a delicateand sensitive part of the anatomy cannot be described only experienced. Ifreely submit to the hot-wax treatments because it pleases Pam, who has becomemy Mistress, and is a sign of her ownership of me.
It is because of her that I have become what I am today. And it is because ofher that I now have a Master, who loves and cherishes me for what I havebecome as much as she does. Before I get carried away with telling you aboutmy life as Noel with both a Master and a Mistress to please and obey. I wantto relate when Jason learned I was Pam's Slave and not just her girlfriend.So let me start again if you don't mind.
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Chapter 1 I Learn My Beloved Mistress is to Marry
Mistress Pamela revealed my true gender to Jason, her fiancee, two days aftertheir engagement. Jason and Pam had a whirlwind romance, the dashing andhansom six footer had swept my Mistress off her feet. It was exactly six weekfrom their first date until he slipped a wedding band on her finger.
When Mistress Pamela first informed me of her impending marriage I was terrorstricken with shock and panic. My tongue had just pulled the five carrotdiamond engagement ring from her semen filled vagina. Catching the ring as itdropped from my mouth, she slipping it back on her finger. Closed her eyes,she excitedly whispered.
"Jason wants me to be his wife."
Hugging my head to her bosom she continued. "Oh, Noel, he not only hansom andrich, he has the most incredible cock! He can fuck forever before he cums buthe's not much at eating pussy though. He could take lesson from you in thatdepartment my sweet little sissy slut." Pushing my head down toward hershaved crotch she quickly added. "Now hurry Noel and clean me out and go easyon my clit, darling. I think Jason's monstrous dick has rubbed it raw."
Tears were streaking my makeup and beginning to mix with the their love juicesstill leaking and bubbling from the pussy that I felt that I would soon neversee again. My Goddess and Mistress was going to banish me from her life or soI thought. 'What will become of me?' kept flashing inside my head. 'Husbandsdon't allow wives to have sex slaves, not even sissy feminized ones.'Throwing my arms around her hips tightly I managed to choke out between sobs.
"Please, Pleaseee don't marry Ja..Ja..Jasooon !"
Crumpling to the floor and trembling with fear I kissed her feet mumbling andbegging almost incoherently. "Please, please don't get married. Jason willnot allow you to own me. OH GOD! Mistress. I'll die if you leave me.Please, oh pleaseee don't marry this man! Tell me what he does. I'll learnto please you as he does."
Sitting up Mistress reaches down and puts her hands under my arms and tugs asshe commands. "Hush Noel, stop crying now and sit up. Sit up and look atme!"
I obeyed kneeling, head bowed, hands covering my face as my tears continued toflow.
Taking my hands she placed them on top of my head then cupped my chin andtitled my head back. With the fingers of her other hand she brushed my hairback and whipped away the tears streaking my face. Sighing deeply she spokesoftly saying.
"Hush darling and listen now. My marriage to Jason will change nothingbetween us. Noel you are my slave, my personal property, nothing will everchange that. Jason does not know your true gender yet but he has agreed thatyou can live with us once we are man and wife. To the outside world you willbe our live in maid but in time I hope you will see what I see in Jason andlove him also. I know Jason will accept your submissiveness and need to bedominated, he will understand your need and desire to be feminized. Togetherwe will accelerate your development into the true feminine submissive slaveyou were always meant to be my darling."
Still sniffling I managed to stutter out "BU..BU...BUUUUUT!" as Mistress puther index finger across my lips silencing me.
"No Buts, now darling. Kneel straight before you Mistress and don't speakjust listen."
As I struggle to obey she placed her hand behind my head saying. "Better yetmy slave, let's put that sweet mouth to use. Seal your lips to the entranceof my pussy-hole and let the essence of the man I love fill your mouth as youlisten."
As I tasted the first drops of Jason's jism on my tongue Mistress held theback of my head and squeezed the muscles of her cunt forcing even more of hisspunk into my mouth. Satisfied that I had the taste of her lover and husbandto be she used her thighs to keep me where I was as she spoke.
"You were meant to be dominated and owned darling. I knew it the first time Iever saw you. I ask you out that first time because I knew I could controlyou. You were putty in my hands remember. Take your tongue out of my sweethole and close your eyes and think back. Remember how eager you were toplease me and the rules I laid down for you. Remember what I made you do thatfirst time."
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