I moved my naked body closer towards him and began loosening his tie, and he took that opportunity to play with my ass some more, prompting me to moan and close my eyes a bit. I folded the tie and placed it on the foyer bench before bending down to remove Daddy’s shoes and socks, giving his feet a long sniff and a kiss once complete. I will say that the feet smell didn’t do much for me, and never did with anyone after. To each their own. I then rose up to remove his jacket, dutifully unbutton and remove his dress shirt, and then happily sniffed his armpits and kissed all over his Mighty White Chest.
“Get my finger nice and wet so I can guide you to the shower properly.”
While I was unbuckling my Daddy’s belt, his thick middle finger began teasing my lips and I compliantly let them part to moisten his digit on my tongue. As I began unbuttoning his pants, The soaked finger was removed from my mouth, I felt 4 dry fingers run slowly down my back to my cheeks, and the giant wet finger began teasing my little girl hole. Now I had to squat to get his pants off, which would drive that finger deep inside, and also which I’m sure was his plan. As I descended I felt the pressure but let it happen like a good girl. My face was near the Magnificent White Cock as I lowered his pants to his ankles, and I didn’t have to sniff to already have my senses filled with White Man Balls Essence. I swooned in my inferiority as the smell overtook me and the finger drove all the way into my bowels. I got back on task and removed his pants one leg at a time till he pulled me back to standing position by my tight boy pussy. I folded his pants as he wiggled his intruder around and stretched me, feeling uncomfortable but happy to be under Daddy’s Power. I descended again and he bent forward with me till I was impaled on his finger with my face inches from his Powerful Package. I couldn’t resist as I peeled his underwear down and gently buried my face in his balls, breathing deeply as I worked his underwear around his ankles. The smell after a long day was so powerful and I was overtaken. I got myself under control and assumed my prayer pose.
“Thank you, Daddy, for letting me experience the scent of your powerful White Man Balls after a long day’s work. I am honored and awed to be in their presence.” I was kissing his Giant Mushroom Head while saying this then began swirling my tongue around, before descending to kiss his Mighty Balls, and finally returning to my position with his Bulbous White Cockhead resting on my virginal lips, my eyes pleading for instructions.
“Obedient sissies deserve great rewards,” he said as he pulled me back to my feet away from the Stiffening Mass. “Daddy wants his White Ball-drunk sissy girl to be happy being his little piece of fuckmeat. Does the little fag like the sound of that?”
“Yes Sir. This sissy girl is indeed drunk off the scent of your Powerful White Balls. The fag will do whatever Sir asks happily and obediently.” I finished folding Daddy’s underwear as I pledged myself to him.
“Close your eyes. You must learn to trust me completely, while also learning how to be guided nonverbally. It will become apparent to you and not a word will be said until we get to the bathroom.”
With one finger buried in my boy pussy and the remaining fingers of his right hand webbed around my ass cheeks, I felt myself nudged in a direction and proceeded walking with eyes closed. Suddenly the finger pulled back and I stopped. I was being guided like a horse or a dog, which a week ago would have been humiliating, but now I see as just another way to please Daddy. He made a lifting motion which indicated to me that we were at the stairs. I put my trust in Daddy and started climbing, finding the first step as I knew I would. As we ascended my cheeks were squeezed like the toy they were to Sir Mike, until I finally felt a tug letting me know we were at the top. Another firm nudge directed me towards the bathroom where I finally felt 2 knocks on my head.
I opened my eyes and said, “I knew where we were going, but I had no sense we were going the right way. I just had to trust you and it felt good to let go.”
“Exactly” He replied simply. He slowly removed his finger from my now slightly stretched hole and moved it to the sink.
“Start warming up the shower and then wash your ass stink off of my finger. We need to get you properly cleaned today for your lesson.”
I proceeded as instructed and thoroughly cleaned his finger in the sink, at the same time he was rummaging under the sink before producing a rubber device that looked like a tulip bulb. He pulled off the top.
“Make the water lukewarm, fill this up, then screw the top back on.” I did so and then looked at him expectantly.
“Back to an earlier lesson, I informed you that asian sissies need to have sparkling clean holes. You will learn why soon enough, but for now we must give you what is called an enema. This will clean you out so that Daddy can use your girly ass properly.” I still didn’t have a notion of Daddy pounding my ass pussy with his Giant White Weapon and honestly the thought hadn’t occurred to me. Something that big couldn’t possibly fit so it was inconceivable. He applied some lubricant to the tip of the device.
“Sit on the toilet and slide the tip all the way up your fag hole.” He commanded as he handed the enema to me. It went in easily after his finger had loosened me up. He saw that I had gotten it all the way in and told me to squeeze. The feeling was interesting. A rush of warm fluid in my bowels swirling around. I wasn’t halfway done yet and was starting to feel very full and uncomfortable.
“OK now remove the enema, push it out hard, and see how clean it was. Repeat until it comes out clear.” It took 3 cycles including having to fill up the enema again. I dutifully cleaned out my rectum while Instructor Mike stood over me observing.
“Sorry it took so long Instructor Mike, but it’s coming out clear now.”
“Good girl. Is my little aimee ready for shower time with Daddy. Is aimee ready to clean Daddy how she was taught?”
“Yes, Daddy. Your little clitty girl can’t wait to make us both sparkling and fresh.”
I was motioned into the shower and proceeded to clean us both as I was taught, praying reverently to the Mighty White Cock at the end. I cleaned myself thoroughly and was sure to use the undercarriage spray to finish the job the enema might have missed. That huge finger came up to my lips again and I moistened it well knowing where it was going next. This time Instructor Mike came from below, brushed my blueberries gently, and then gripped my cheeks before sliding in. Once again I was his sissy puppet and was guided to the towel rack. He continued probing as I toweled him off fully, collecting a nice sample of my ass juice on his finger.
“Put it right in your mouth and clean it” Now I was wishing I had done a fourth enema, but I knew I couldn’t be that bad. The moment I opened my mouth he roughly began smearing it over my tongue, as I “fought back” by sucking on it even more vigorously. It didn’t taste bad at all.
“You see. Now you are a clean little girl with a clean little pussy. Daddy’s gonna take a break while Instructor Mike continues the lesson plan. Head to the girl’s bedroom and be downstairs by 3PM, sissy. There’s a bit more to your instructions today so use your time well. ”
Instructor Mike removed his finger from my mouth and I scampered off nude to the bedroom. It was only 2:40 so I lingered for a moment taking in the surroundings. The posters all had faggy limp dicked asian sissies, mostly sitting underneath a powerful White Man standing tall with his Giant White Cock hanging near their smiling faces. I saw one with a sissy bent over and the White Master was behind him, but I wasn’t sure what was happening. I had tasks to perform so I had to get to it and tore myself away from the captivating image. I went over and picked up the note.
“It’s time you got more acquainted with your new room and made it your own aimee. I imagine you like the decor already, but the drawers and closets are currently empty. We’ll go shopping for some special outfits together in the future, but for now I took the liberty of picking up some things that should suit your girly figure. We’re gonna do a little sissy fashion show while teaching you how to walk, talk, and think like a girl. In the top left drawer of the vanity, you’ll find your first new outfit. I think you’ll really enjoy pleasing Daddy by wearing it. Put on the same pigtail wig, earrings, and your QT Pie slippers before grabbing your doggy bed and entering the SIT position at the foot of my recliner.”
I opened the drawer and pulled out a dark purple garment and matching panties. I first put the panties on which were quite sheer in many places, but had nice coverage and fit perfectly. I checked the tag on the mystery garment and saw it was from Victoria’s Secret and was called a babydoll. I found what I assumed to be shoulder straps and finally figured out how to put it on. Oh my was it comfortable and felt so sexy to be wearing. It came halfway down my asscheeks and showed them off nicely. As I admired myself in the mirror I saw that I had 7 minutes left, so I got all of my accessories in order, with the wig being much easier this time. Now I looked really cute!
As I went over to Daddy’s Chair, I took another minute to study the Positions poster so I would be prepared, if necessary. I practiced a few before 3PM and then assumed SIT announcing myself.
Instructor Mike yelled from the other room “eyes open and free” before walking in wearing an open bathrobe, swinging his Massive Meat, and carrying 2 suitcases. What did he buy?! He laid each one down to the left of his chair and then sat down.
“You look very pretty, aimee. Do you like your new outfit?”
“Very much so, Instructor Mike! I like that it’s warm but shows my ass off for Daddy.”
“He’s going to enjoy seeing and groping you in it for sure. Let’s work on your girly voice a bit now. I want to hear a higher pitch with a more gentle demeanor. Now be a good girl and open up the left suitcase.” I did and was in sissy heaven. Panties, bras, frilly socks, more babydolls, bikinis, sexy outfits, skirts, and skimpy tops. I started running my hands over the fabric.
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