My mistress demanded that I put myself in chastity on this business trip and then post it online. I love to obey her.

I love so much going to see my nyc mistress, when she makes me go get a manicure and paint my nails red, the dresses me up like this and assaults my ass while I’m strapped down helpless and blindfold.and she knows I’m fantasizing about being forced to suck a real cock while she flicks my ass on her table. I’m such a cocksucker dreamer.

Houseboys.net still illustrated!

If you’re wondering where all the pictures went, here’s the story: Google Adwords no longer allows adult web sites to advertise on Adwords. So we had to remove any images of sexual acts from this site in order to tell you about it. The photos and illustrations of sissies and mistresses are still on our main site at houseboys.net. Enjoy!

Sissy Phone Sex: the love of all things Pink

Sissy Phone Sex: fantasizing with Mistress Alexa

My wife is transferred to a very nice suburban town for her
job. I leave my job and search for another place to work. Meanwhile, I  stay  at home and look
after the house.

We are gifted cases of liqueur used to make the drinks we’ve been
enjoying. The pink stuff is great. After returning home I decide to
cook for a change and we decide to spend the evening just relaxing.
More drinks follow and soon my wife is trying to seduce me to the bedroom.
She succeeds and I’m delighted to let her take the lead. It just seems
right. As the night progresses our pleasure and abandon increases as
our gender roles and inclinations reverse. I fall asleep dressed
in a baby doll and matching panties, all made up in Slut Red lipstick
and thick black mascara (Maybelline Thick Lash)

When I awaken she has left for work, a drink clears my head and I
dress for the day. It is not until I’ve gone downstairs that I realize
I’m in a skirt and top and am adjusting my make-up in the hall mirror.
I go back upstairs to correct the situation but my old clothes are
just not right somehow. I set to cleaning and arranging the house.
Mid morning my doorbell rings and without a thought to my attire I
answer. It is the lady from next door welcoming me to the neighbourhood.
She is a petite and very buxom blond. She’s very friendly an I soon
accept an invitation to her house for lunch. We chat and wile the afternoon
away sipping on pink drinks.

 

She teases me about my love of Pink and lets me in on the neighbourhood secret. All the women are in the
area are totally addicted to the pink. It has the property of transforming
anyone who consumes it into a gorgeous and very sexy girl. She shows
me a before picture of herself and on one level I just don’t believe
that the young man could possibly be the same person I see before me.
On another level I now know more of what my future holds. I know she
will be my best girl friend. Girl talk leads to a make over and clothing
advice. When I return home to make dinner I’m considerably more glamorous
than when I went out. We agree to meet tomorrow after my appointment.

My wife returns home, looking very handsome and acting quite manly.
There are some new sex toys and we are soon testing them out. Tonight
my feminine reactions are no game but a new reality.

In the morning I go for my medical at the local clinic. I’m greeted
as Mrs. and led to the examination room. After a brief examination
– I’m given strategically located shots. Quickly I find I’m overwhelmed
with waves of feminine pleasure and a distinct sense that my mind is
now female. I can’t really talk or move. After a while a second nurse
enters telling me I need shots, more, stronger effects. Then later
the same thing happens again , then again and again. I drift away knowing
there is no way back and loving it. I leave the doctors office in a
bimbo haze, meet my friend and spend the afternoon in the salon and
shopping.

In a few short days another visit to the doctor and many more pink
drinks, I’m one of the girls. I’ve got to prepare dinner now because
I know as soon as my husband comes in the door he will take me on the
table and I don’t want it to burn while I’m distracted. I’m distracted
quite often these days.

 

Feminine Induction for Feminization Hypnosis

 

Induction:

Make yourself comfortable…

Place your feet flat on the floor…

And rest your hands on your thighs…

Rest your hands down by your side…

And gently allow your eyelids to close…

And just begin to allow yourself to relax…

Letting all your cares and worries go…

And at this moment in time…

Nothing matters…

As you switch off your thoughts…

And just allow this time for your feminized, sissy self,.

for “Alexa’s little sissy” — that’s you.

And as you begin to feel more and more relaxed…

Letting go of all your masculine bits, all your masculine parts, all your masculine thoughts

That have weighing you down..

And there is no need to fight any unwanted masculinity

As your feminine side will soon take over your life…

This will happen spontaneously, naturally, in just a blink of the eye

I would like you to take a couple of deep breaths …

Slowly filling your lungs withfemininity

And as you exhale …

You will feel more and more.feminine

With every breath…

And as you gently slow your breathing down…

You begin to feel more and more like a woman

More and more soft

You will feel your whole female body swelling and warming and filling out

And you will notice how beautiful your whole body has become…

From the top of you head…

To the tips of your toes…

Your eyelids have become very heavy…

As though you have layers and layers of mascara on

As you let go of any male tension in your body…

And all your muscles become limp and relaxed…

As your breasts swell .

And your lips puff out and your tongue rests gently on the bottom of your mouth…

And you are beginning to drift down deeper and deeper…

Feeling more and more relaxed with every word I speak…

And as this wave of relaxation spreads down your breasts and belly

And all the way down your arms to your fingertips…

You may feel a tingling sensation in your fingertips…

As your arms grow as heavy as lead…

And you soon become aware of a growing peaceful feeling inside…

A feeling of submission and contentment…

As you feel your thighs and your calves

Become limp and relaxed…

And all the muscles in your back are relaxing…

Like my voice is massaging your insides…

Your heart and your lungs and your stomach

I am massaging your female muscles slowly.

And as you drift down deeper and deeper relaxed…

You let this wave of femininity spread all the way down your legs…

So that your legs become as heavy as lead…

And every muscle in your legs becomes limp and relaxed…

So that you are completely relaxed from the top of your head…

To the tips of your toes…

And as the outside world…

Fades more into the background…

As you begin your journey into your own inner femininity

To that submissive and pretty part of you…

That only you can go to…

You continue to let go…

Of any masculine thoughts or feelings…

And any sounds around you…

Or in the distance…

Will fade into the background…

The only sound that will matter to you…

Will be the sound of your mistress’ voice…

Which will continue to take you deeper and deeper…

Into a wonderful state of relaxation…

And you may soon find that your mind begins to wander…

And it doesn’t matter where you drift…

Where you go…

My voice will travel with you at all times…

So that you will continue…

To respond to me on an unconscious level…

And in a few moments time…

You will hear me say the word…

[ ………]

And when you hear me say the word…

[……………..]

All the unnecessary male tension is going out of your body…

And your body…

Will continue to sink down…

Becoming more and more limp …

More and more relaxed…

And comfortable too…

Just feel yourself sinking down into the couch/chair…

Your head sinking down into the pillow…

Becoming even more comfortable…

Feeling completely at peace…

And calm and contented…

As you continue to drift down…

Really enjoying this wonderful feeling of complete relaxation…

And there may be times when…

You will not be aware of your body…

You wont be aware of your body at all…

As you continue to go deeper and deeper relaxed…

Deeper and deeper relaxed…

evil Mistress

Mistress Alexa is an evil mistress. she explained to me that men’s spunk could vary in taste-depending on what he has consumed perhaps. seeing my uncertainty, she told me that on sunday i was to eat nothing but berries;raspberries, strawberries, blueberries- whatever type i wanted.  i was then to report to her monday afternoon. i was there at 2pm, prompt. i was made to strip down to my panties which she then tugged down to just thigh level and i walked to the kitchen to get her some wine. moments later she was slowly jacking my hardness-and enjoying it as much as i was. as i began to peak and erupt, she held a saucer in front of my crotch and skillfully pulled a hot load out of my eager balls and directed the sticky sprays onto the saucer. leaving me, she walked into the kitchen and minutes later called me in to see her set 4 like saucers on the table and instructed me to taste the contents on each–and pick out my own sample. i promise to tell you tomorrow if i won a reward or failed and…….bfn, tweetmaid

Tell the Mistress your story!:

yes i have become a sissygirl my friend jean made me wear panties bras dress blousehigh heels one day when i lose a bet now that was 3 weeks now now i must wear them all the timejean brought me a maid outfit and have to wear it evey night to servce dinner and her friend last night a male friend came over and i had to wait on him jean told me to make him happy i was a lone with him and her told me to get on my knees and suck his cock i did as told when i look up jean was watching and said i see you got my sissy to suck your cock he said yes do you like that jean your sissy sucking my cock yes jean said i want my sissyto suck a man cock and to tastes cum now sissy has sissy will be come more as a women now sissybe a good girl and let him fuck you in the assafer that you can clean suck his cock well that how i become a good sissy i have been hire out as a sissy maid for jean male and female friend i must go now i have to get ready a male friend is come overand i must be in a blue panties and bra nite and a drink in hand and afer that i will suck is cock becuse i a sissy girl bitch and when jean come home i will have her bath ready and i will be ready for anything she ask for becuse im her slave

My Catering Tart

Hello!

Although it’s been nearly a week since we spoke, I am still thinking about you, your narrative and how you wrapped me up in it and made me a “catering tart”! So I must thank you; the memories have kept me entertained and busy thinking of such things ever since. Thank-you!

You suggested I write and remind you about some of the details of the fantasy so here is my summary:

I had described a story, from Fictionmania, about a boy with acne seeking a solution to clear it up. When a female friend’s mother mentioned how “the pill” had worked for her, a (somewhat predictable) series of events followed, which included the boy getting birth contol pills from his friend, as well as his own mother, and following a pathway to femininity.

That series is found on Fictionmania.com under the title “My Wonderful Obsession” by Donna Turner.
(http://www.fictionmania.tv/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=4437

My main criticism (also predictable) of that story was the lack of sexual situations – even when, in one chapter, the main character had sex with his (temporary) girlfriend, little was made of it. All episodes were “G” rated with the exception of a later chapter which included the description of the main character masturbating his boyfriend – and this done in a way that achieved only an “R” rating. As I progressed through the chapters it occurred to me this was more of a romance novel than a smut story (as I might have been hoping for) and, at some point, I lost interest (not enough to keep me from skimming through to find the sexual parts, of course). However, I will give the writer credit, at least, for story telling and writing skills.

For your version, you took over my description of events in the story where the boy was led into the situation of becoming employed, by his girlfriend’s parents’ catering company, as a serving girl. The mother made every effor to ensure the boy would be completely convincing, not only in dress and comportment but also in situations where the men made passes at the serving girls – in a way that would ensure maximum profitability for the catering company. Later in your rendition, you introduced the boy to a girl who started out “just like him” . . .

I had to stop you at some point after that; I don’t recall exactly what you described that this girl was helping me with but, at the time, it was more than I could handle! I slept well that night but, when I awoke the following morning, I was aroused again and lingered in bed thinking about the catering job (and the “boss” and the “girl” and the events…).

The Party (Live Call with Alexa)

You have always wanted to be used by your beautiful, perfect next door neighbor. She is having a party today, and she sends over one of her valets to let you know that there will be lots of cars, and lots of noise, and lots of liquor. (But no Scottish whisky, she’s boycotting scotch from distillers located in West Dunbartonshire, Scotland for political reasons)

They also hand you an invitation, which requests your presence next door, soonish. You shower and shave and comply.

Of course you do.

Your next door neighbor greets you in her sitting room, in a little black dress and very sheer stockings. She has draped on her pink velvet divan a maid’s uniform, largish, which she explains is just your size. She tells you to put it on because you will be helping her serve her guests this evening.

She also fits you with a tiny little wireless aneros device, which can be turned on and off by numerous remote controls which you will give each of the guests when you greet them at the door, after you curtsey.

You will invite each guest to play with the controls, and explain to them that the device has several speeds and pulsing options, and that you are at their mercy and their disposal.

Throughout the night you serve and serve and serve. The guests love to play with their remotes, and make you jitter and shake and roll and drip. You serve drinks and dessert and yourself, on heels, underneath the table, in between thighs, over sofas and armchairs…

It is the first of a series of parties you service this summer. You are the best of all possible neighbors.