Sissy Beauty Salonist Training


I read this story on Sissy Beauty Salon and want to know if you could train me to be a manicurist and salon-slut for my mistress, just like Bill…

Belinda had been looking forward to having Bill give her a perm. He had been setting her hair regularly for months now. She did not hesitate to order him about and tell him when she was not happy with the way he had done her hair, or her nails, or shaved her legs, or did her make-up. Yes, he did all these things for her now … in high heels, wearing a little pink smock which she had had designed for him on the day she ordered him to quit his job and throw out all his male clothes… Bill was more than just another sissy, begging to be ordered around by a female: he had become a gossipy, garish beauty salon slut….

She walked into the salon. Today he was wearing a very flimsy, red ruffled baby doll and four inch heels. He had dozens of small red ribbons tied in his hair. He blushed when Belinda said he looked cute. She grinned at the way he had gotten used to being humiliated.

Cotton Candy (my favorite nail polish)

Wife forces Tiny Dick to Suck Cock

Mistress: Just read this story by and want you to know that this is the kind of thing my wife would do to me. She began to bring men home about a year ago and is now making me take them in my mouth. I think soon she will make me do more….

Jim then removed his fingers and I then felt the tip of his cock against my
ass. He rubbed his fat cock over my ass and then he slowly began to work
it in. The pain as the fat head of his cock slipped into my ass was
unbelievable and I screamed out, causing Bills cock to fall out of my
mouth, Jim started to pull his cock out and then drive it in again. His
fingers had been nothing compared to this and I thought I was going to be
split in two as he drove into me again. “All in” he shouted and I could
feel his heavy balls against the back of my legs. There where tears
running down my cheeks and my legs were like jelly but Jim started to set
up a rhythm in and out, I could hardly believe it I was getting fucked in
the ass by another a man a very big man.

Jim was properly fucking me now pulling his cock nearly out of mass only to
ram it home again. Bill grabbed me face again and forced his cock back in
to it. I began bobbing up and down on Bills cock in time to Jims fucking,
sucking as hard as I could and licking his shaft as it slipped between my
lips. Jim kept on pounding my ass. I felt like I was a human kebab skewed
on these two big cocks. I could see my wife fucking herself with the
dildo as these two men gave me the fucking of a lifetime at both ends. All
the while they were calling me names like slut and bitch and telling me to
suck better or how I was gonna swallow their cum. This just turned me on
even more, I was loving being used like a slut by these two men and it was
making my own cock rock hard.

After a little while Bill starting moaning and then placed his hands on the
back of head pulling it forward further onto his cock and then suddenly his
cock began to twitch and then he let out an almighty groan as he began to
cum in my mouth.

My mouth was soon flooded with hot salty tasting spunk. Bill held my
head firmly and I had no choice but to swallow as wave after wave of spunk
hit the back of my throat. I was swallowing as quickly as I could but
still some spunk began to dribble from the corners of my mouth and down my
chin. Slowly Bill slipped his cock out of mouth “clean it slut” he said and
I began to lick and suck the last traces of cum from his cock.

Bangkok6 by John Burdett: Vaginoplasty

Intricate, esoteric work about a male whore who is redesigned into a beautiful black-oriental woman by her American boyfriend.

..READ the consultation with a doctor (on p. 236):…there are several kinds of sexuality: chromosomal,hormonal, psychological… Hormonal analysis is not without ambiguity and doesn’t necessarily conform to the anatomy… You can have a chromonsomal male with a woman’s genitals…There’s hormonal, which is purely a matter of chemistry and can be changed simply by taking a few drugs… And there’s psychological: what gender do you feel yourself to be? How do you respond to the world, as a man or a woman?

Suppose you have a nicely functioning, full-size penis, and spend your waking life believing yourself to be a woman in the wrong body? Well, we have developed the technology to make the change:

I cut off their cocks and balls. It’s called vaginoplasty, meaning to make a vagina. I use the skin inversion technique. Basically, we skin the penis – deglove it- invert it and sew it into the vaginal cavity. All men have a vaginal cavity.. we open it, line it with the skin of the penis, use the leftover skin to mold a mucosal flap for the clitoris, even give the little darling a hood and Bob’s your uncle. Well, not quite…

"It's just straight prostitution here,"

Sorority Houseboys Give Women What They Need
Thursday, April 5, 2001

Houseboy Greg Lizak packs leftover food for the 50 sorority house members he works for. Lizak considers his job “a novelty.”

Greg Lizak’s watch flashes 6:25 p.m. – it is time to put on an apron and start scrubbing the pots and pans.

He has already taken care of today’s meals – setting and clearing the table for 50 hungry women. Earlier, he fixed the garbage disposal and swept the dirt off the floor. Later, Greg expects to change another light bulb.

“It’s a learning experience in how to deal with women, and it’s very interesting and eye-opening,” Lizak says. “You see them at both good and mediocre times.”

Lizak, a UC Berkeley senior, is a houseboy in the Delta Delta Delta sorority house. He performs basic maintenance duties and handles personal requests. He sneaks the occasional midnight snack to house members studying the night away and carries heavy luggage on hectic moving days.

But the kitchen and dining room are where he reigns.

He serves prepared meals, and his own two hands wash and dry every dish. And before turning off the lights, he takes one last glance to see that the kitchen is in order.

Although the work becomes routine, for Lizak and other houseboys, working in a sorority has its lure.

Sigma Kappa, Alpha Delta Pi and Delta Delta Delta are three of several campus sororities that employ houseboys.

Getting room and board in Berkeley is as hard to come by as a date on Sproul Plaza, and for students like Adam Clark, Steven Geddes and Lizak, housing, and even potential dates, come with the job.

Lizak says being a man in the midst of about 50 sorority house members is “a novelty.”

Each of the three houseboys spend 10 to 12 hours a week catering to the Greek females. While they expected to take on the usual maintenance duties, living in the house has opened their eyes to the web of daily sorority life.

“It’s just straight prostitution here,” says Geddes jokingly, a UC Berkeley sophomore and one of two Alpha Delta Pi houseboys. “No, really, it’s basically a maintenance job with flexible hours, and for the most part routine, but fun.”

Houseboys frequently observe the power plays between house members, become privy to secrets and establish friendships with the members.

“It’s better than a spy novel,” says Clark, a Sigma Kappa houseboy who commutes to San Francisco State University. Over time, a bond forms between some houseboys and house members. Sigma Kappas refer to Clark as “one of the girls,” and those at Delta Delta Delta gave Lizak the affectionate insider nickname “Naked Boy.”

“We treat them the way they’re supposed to be treated—respectfully,” says junior Sophie Khem, a Sigma Kappa member.

Likewise, the houseboys get a taste of the women’s personalities and learn many of their individual habits, Lizak says. Similarly, Clark says his understanding of the female perspective has helped him get “in touch with his feminine side.”

A strong feminine presence in the houses, however, can overawe the men. In an amusing but genuine tone, Clark points out that he copes with their attitudes when “all their menstrual cycles line up.”

The houseboys, however, are not the only ones to make observations.

“There is one I call ‘Conscience’ because she will usually point out if I am seen around with a girl,” Lizak says. “(Their) knowing of what you are doing and if you do not come home at night took some adjusting at first.”

While the sorority members willingly introduce the houseboys to other women, dating within the house is not permitted. Many “house-moms,” older women responsible for managing the house, warn the houseboys to keep “a respectable distance.”

While Geddes admits he would like to date some of his housemates, the residential contract he signed prohibits him from doing so. Clark, however, says he has dated house members, but tries to steer away from it to avoid uncomfortable living situations.

Khem says her relationship with houseboys never crosses the line of friendship.

“They know what they are doing here,” Khem says. “The relationship between the houseboys and the girls in the house is strictly professional.”

While most houseboys say their relationship with the sorority members varies, Geddes says both sexes live together comfortably.

“Everyone seems pretty open and friendly and, if anything, they are worried that they might be asking too much,” Geddes says. “Some don’t like seeing me sweep, and some of them point out spots—it just depends on the person.” Houseboys can participate in sorority events and trips, but rarely are Lizak and the others “gutsy enough” to bring dates along. They refrain, however, from taking part in female-dominated activities such as sunbathing and gossiping.

Some houseboys only stay to complete their duties and then adhere to their own responsibilities. Generally, the houseboys prefer to eat dinner apart from the house members to get a head start on the cleaning.

This daily routine is also broken by unusual situations the houseboys find themselves in..

Clark remembers when a former houseboy filled the part of the house “protector” when he chased away an intruder.

Admitting that the only thing he has chased away was a mouse, Lizak says the fun elements of living in a sorority are the daily interactions and small mishaps. Once, a member burned popcorn, prompting the fire department to respond.

Some of the house rules, however, can impose on the houseboys’ freedom, while at other times overall subservience can wear on them. On average, houseboys live in sororities for a year, leaving with a positive outlook.

“I have an oversized romantic idea of them being my girls,” says Clark, adding that he feels like an older brother at times.

A houseboy’s job benefits include food, board and a small stipend of approximately $100 a month that pays for some social life expenditures.

Additionally, the houseboys admit that being around women is also attractive.

“When I say I live in a sorority in Berkeley, everybody goes, ‘Yeah! All right! Way to go Adam!,’ ” Clark says. “I try to say that I leave them alone, that we’re just friends, but no one believes me.”