A literotic sexstories: Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl by qtaimee ,
Mike has 2 suitcases of surprises waiting for me.
crossdressing, and more. If you are not over 18 and/or find the notion
of White Cock superiority to be offensive, then please do not read on.
Instructor Mike’s Academy – Part 4 – Becoming a Girl
Sadly, it was time to head back. I had cleaned myself well in Instructor Mike’s shower, and when my mother came home she was none the wiser to my day’s lesson plan or psychological transition. I went to bed with a smile on my face thinking of the amazing feeling when he made my little peepee dribble, but more so with the knowledge that I pleased my Sir and helped him shoot his Glorious White Man Cum all over his little sissy’s face.
I arose Friday morning immensely excited for the weekend to start so that I could serve Instructor Mike’s needs once again, and continue learning my place in the world. I hadn’t seen my father in a week and Sir Mike was quickly becoming my new Daddy, filling me with feelings of love, affection, obedience, and a desire to please. I barely paid attention in class, waiting anxiously for the final bell to ring to continue meeting my destiny; the real lesson plan I needed in my life right now.
The bell rang, I changed, and my mind was racing as fast as my legs towards the powerful demeanor, body and Magnificent White Cock of Instructor Mike. I was dying to be aimee again and please my new Daddy, but another part of me resisted the act of submission. I was rubberbanding between my old notions of a future with women, which would be near impossible it now seems, or becoming a sissy girl endlessly sought after by Superior White Men. When I wasn’t in his presence, things were less clear.
As I approach the door it is slightly ajar and I hear Instructor Mike speaking on the phone about stocks. I knock gently and push the door open and find him sitting on the recliner wearing a business suit and sipping a bourbon. He ushers me in while still talking about the market and points to a wall in the foyer. He attached a note that said “remove your shoes and socks” which I did immediately, as well as a poster for me to read titled “Submissive Sissy Faggot Positions” with pictures of shrimp dicklet asian sissies like me in slutty girl clothes assuming different poses each with de***********ions and numbers:
1) SIT *A relaxed position beneath Master to admire and serve him*
Sit with legs crossed, hands on knees, and back straight. Eyes should be cast down and closed.
2) KNEEL *Master can admire sissy’s pretty form or use her mouth*
Kneel with legs together. Hands should be crossed behind you, back straight, chest out, eyes cast down and closed.
3) BEND *Gives Master easy access to your boy pussy*
Stand with legs spread slightly. Knees should be locked and hands should be on ankles. Eyes closed and free.
4) DOWN *Master will have his way with you which you’ll be permitted to glimpse in your periphery*
Lie flat, face down, peepee pointing down. Legs should be spread wide with hands behind the back, eyes open and free
5) HANG *White Ball Smell fills the nostrils of sissy as Master uses her mouth*
Lay flat, face up, head hanging over the edge. Legs should be spread wide with hands behind the back, eyes closed and free
6) FOURS *Another position for Master to admire and grope sissy’s faggot body*
Doggie style with elbows locked, palms on floor, and knees together. Head should be up, eyes cast down and closed.
7) PRESENT *The position of deepest submission where Master will show sissy what it means to be a girl”
Doggie style, with head down, eyes cast down and closed. Knees should be wide apart and palms should be flat to the surface and out in front.
8) SPREAD *If you’re a good girl, Master may grope and pleasure your clitty*
Lay flat, face up, spread eagle. Eyes closed and free.
9) INSPECT *The final position is often the first one ordered where sissy will be examined and groped*
Stand with legs open wide, hands behind neck, chest out and eyes cast down and closed.
*You will learn to obey these commands verbally and nonverbally. You will remain still, silent, and smiling in the desired position until ordered otherwise. Master may knock on your head twice with his knuckles or Cock as a nonverbal command to both open or close your eyes and direct your gaze elsewhere if he so chooses. Do not point your gaze in an unsanctioned direction after a position is ordered or you will be punished. Good sissy faggots are rewarded. Total trust, compliance, obedience, and attention to detail will yield the highest rewards.*
I studied it for a few minutes, especially thinking what HANG would be like with those Wonderful White Balls mashed roughly into my nose, and how I could be a good girl to get into the SPREAD position. I looked over at Sir Mike who rested the phone on his shoulder, flashed 8 thick fingers, and then pointed to a spot for me to assume my INSPECT position. Glancing back at the poster a few times, I then faced Instructor Mike and got it right before waiting patiently with eyes closed, still sweaty and panting from the run, wiggling my toes on the cold tile. After a couple of minutes I heard him say, “Let me switch to the cordless” and he walked away to the kitchen, then returned, approaching me determinedly. With my eyes closed for this long, my other senses were heightened and I could smell and feel Sir Mike’s Power as he neared. The sound of the phone conversation got louder and I heard a beep. “I muted the phone for a second. Remain still and don’t make a sound.”
As Instructor Mike continued his chat, I complied with anticipation of what was to come next. At first he was pacing around me for a few more minutes, likely feeling me up with his eyes. Then, I gasped quietly as I suddenly felt his Powerful White Hand at the top of my ass, first sliding a bit up my shirt, and then down under my running shorts to grope my cheeks. He kneaded them gently but firmly for a minute as he laughed with his colleague, treating me like the sissy toy that I am. Two raps with the knuckle hit my forehead and I slowly opened my eyes, getting used to the light again. Sir Mike placed his index finger in front of my lowered gaze, then brought it up till I was looking at him. I smiled and he smiled back warmly. He pointed to my shirt and shorts, motioning me to take them off as he discussed a weekend getaway in the Bahamas he wanted to plan.
Now fully naked standing on a cold floor in front of a handsome and fully dressed White Man, I felt totally emasculated, especially knowing the Powerful Tool he had hiding in his slacks absolutely dwarfed my little peepee, and his chest which I was eye level with was wider than my shoulders. The rubberbanding previously in my mind snapped right back to wanting to be a servile sissy for White Men. Instructor Mike smiled again, likely mocking and savoring my pathetic form while getting turned on by the power he had over me and the delicious internal struggle he was fostering. Sir Mike winked at me, squatted down, and flicked my left blueberry quite hard. I winced in pain but held my tongue and position. Sir Mike then looked up at me with a grin, held his finger out in a flicking position menacingly, and flicked the right berry even harder making me almost lose it. I hated this so much. I already had figured out that I wasn’t a pain slut, and so had Instructor Mike. But clearly he was enjoying it and I wanted to be a good little girl for Daddy, who had my total trust and faith. The call ended.
“You were a nicely obedient faggot sissy there as I assaulted your clitty berries. We both know you don’t like pain, but a casual reminder from time to time of “your place” is both enjoyable for me, and necessary for you. Solid performance in all areas will reduce my desire and need to administer these corrections. Does the pussy boy faggot sissy understand?”
“Yes, Sir! The pussy boy faggot sissy desires to develop into Instructor Mike’s obedient little girl and promises to do everything Sir asks with a smile, knowing that it makes Sir happy.” I knew I was nothing; the competition was over. It was time to become a girl. I felt fortunate to have this guidance in my life finally, and knew as much as Instructor Mike that it’s what I needed most.
“Very good, aimee. You may relax now for a moment.” I lowered my arms and narrowed my stance to get more comfortable. “I really enjoyed our time together yesterday. You made your Daddy very happy. What did you enjoy best, my little aimee?”
“I had an amazing time as well, Daddy. I enjoyed learning how to please Daddy, the new instructions which give me purpose, and being kissed by Daddy,” I blushed.
“Oh my little girl didn’t like it when Daddy made her clitty dribble?” He asked jokingly.
“That felt amazing too, Daddy, but I guess I was thinking more about being in your arms and pleasing you,” I responded honestly after thinking about it.
“That’s how good girls should be; always trying to make their Men happy in every dirty way possible in return for a strong embrace. I’m sure that’s enough reward for sissy aimee in return for being allowed in Daddy’s presence, don’t you agree?” He said as he looked down sternly at me.
“Without question, Daddy! I long to feel your embrace again, and so much more, but I will always defer to Daddy’s Will and trust that he will treat his sissy well.” I meant every word of it. I was groomed for more now. He was my Daddy now, and the upcoming physical struggles with the sheer size of Daddy’s Massive White Cock would be pain, pleasure, and pride that I will remember forever.
“I think things will go very well between us, little aimee. Time for us both to get cleaned up, but before we do that the girly faggot has earned a reward. Remove my shoes and all of my clothes. You may sniff, kiss and/or lick any area as you expose it. You can smell what a Powerful White Man exudes after a day of success. Proceed!” He ordered.
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