Lexy Becomes Herself

In chapter one, Max takes Lexy in and feminizes her, encouraging her to give her first blowjob. In chapter two, he introduces her to chastity and her first dildo. Tonight, he's promised to take her virginity.

Max has promised to let me watch the video he took of me sucking his cock, and I'm nervous and excited to see it. I skip out of the bathroom, still wearing my padded bra and the panties with the hole in the back. My little cocklet is still caged away, barely making a bump in my underwear. I took the opportunity to freshen up my makeup while I was in the bathroom, washing Max's cum off my face; my lipstick was smeared, and my mascara ran a little when I teared up from gagging on him.

But I look pretty now, and Max smiles indulgently when he sees me. "Let's get you all ready before we watch your movie, princess." He pats the space next to him on the bed -mybed, my pink princess canopy bed.

I sit next to him, but he laughs. "No, sweetie, not like that. Your face goes there. Kneel on the floor. I have one little thing I want to do for you."

"Oh! Sorry Daddy." I kneel as instructed, bent over the bed, my butt exposed.

I still have cuffs on my wrists and ankles - Max seems to like to just leave them on sometimes, so it's easier to tie me up when he feels like it. Like now: he clips my hands behind my back, and my ankles together. "Just because I like you like this," he smiles.

I smile back. "Me too, Daddy."

"Good girl. Now...do you know what this is?" He holds up a blunt object with a flared base. I've never seen one before...but I can guess what it is.

"Is it...is it a butt plug?" I breathe in a small, high voice.

"Good girl. You've never had one inside you before, I take it?"

"No Daddy."

"First time for everything." He lubes it up carefully. "Try to relax while I put it in, sweetheart."

"Yes Daddy."

It's embarrassing, feeling him back there, of course - sticking something up my butt, just for his own entertainment. Of course, I was just recently riding a dildo while I sucked his cock, and that was plenty humiliating as well; but it's different to have him do it to me. To have him penetrate me, even just with a toy. I feel very helpless as I feel it pushing into me, into my most private place. There's such a firmly engrained taboo against letting anyone do anything back there. It's humiliating. But I'll have to get used to it, I tell myself. Max is going to do so much more than this to me.

The plug goes in and out a few times, just the tip, casually, like Max is playing with it. It feels really wide when it goes in a little deeper; it hurts a little. I wince, but I don't complain.

"Feels big, doesn't it?"

"Yes Daddy."

"You'll get used to it. It'll feel fine once it's in."

"Yes Daddy."

He pushes harder, and the widest part goes in, and I whine "Owwww" as it stretches me...and then it's past and my bottom flexes and pulls it the rest of the way in, shockingly quickly, shockingly deep. My eyes go wide. "Daddy!" It feels so big and weird. It doesn't hurt, mostly, I guess, much. But it feels huge.

"There we go," says Max. "It'll take a while to get used to."

"Yes Daddy," I moan, burying my face in the bed and trying to get used to having something lodged up my butt.

"Let's get you changed," says Max. "I loved the sweater you were wearing earlier, but I'm going to pick something new out just for fun, okay? Because I think you're pretty, and I want to play dressup with you."

"Yes Daddy." My heart leaps a little. It makes me feel so good when he calls me pretty! To hear that he wants to play with me...that he's so interested in me, that I have his full attention like this...god, it's a nice feeling. It occurs to me how utterly infatuated I am with him. Not just him, but this whole situation. Being his girl. Being ordered to do humiliating things for him. Again and again he makes me do things I've never done, have feelings I've never felt, submit more and more fully to my own feminization. It's dizzying; it feels almost like I imagine skydiving would feel. Freefalling into submission. Scary but thrilling. I've been completely in the moment, wholly present, this whole time.

He smiles at me, like he can tell what I'm thinking. "You like all this, don't you?"

"Yes Daddy," I admit in a soft voice. "It's embarrassing, but I...I like it." I smile up at him, sitting back on my heels, kneeling next to the bed. My hands are still cuffed behind my back, and my ankles cuffed together. When I shift positions, the plug pokes me from the inside in new, weird places. It's going to take a lot of getting used to.

"I'm so happy I found you," says Max. "This is my fantasy too, you know. Watching someone embrace their femininity just for me. Watching you do degrading things for my pleasure. It's so hot for me."

I blush. "I'm so glad, Daddy," I whisper, and my heart leaps inside. To think that this is just what he wants...and he's found me, and I'm learning that it's just what I want, too.

"Good girl." He finally uncuffs me, and this time he even takes the velcro cuffs off my wrists and ankles. "Let's give you a little break." He rummages through my dresser and comes up with some items. "Put this on, princess."

I let out a little pleased "Eek!" noise. He's picked out a pair of white panties with little cherries on them, and lace around the edges. They're cute! And to go over them, even better, a chemise - a little like what he gave me last night, but with one big difference: it's transparent. Made of a gauzy pink chiffon, when I slip it on over my underwear my body can still be seen, soft and vague beneath it. It makes me feel really sexy.

"Very pretty," says Max. "Follow me downstairs. We'll put your first porn on the TV." I follow him down and he fiddles with his phone and the TV remote for a moment...and then, suddenly, my face fills the screen.

I gasp It's weird to see me like this! But I'm immensely relieved to see that I'm...well, I'm pretty. I thought I looked pretty in the mirror, but to see me on a screen is a whole different perspective. But I really do look like cute. You really wouldn't be able to tell I wasn't a normal girl. My makeup emphasizes my fine bone structure; my hair is bouncy and blonde. I'm slim and small anyway, and in my bra and panties I look plenty feminine. Sure, my curves aren't too impressive...but I don't think a stranger would think twice about me, I really don't. With my chastity cage on, and the fact that my cock was so small to begin with, there's only the barest hint of a bulge in my underwear.

"Look how beautiful you are," says Max softly, watching the TV as I gaze up at the camera from my knees.

We're next to each other on the couch, just like we were when he first put me in girls' clothes last night. I lean my head on his shoulder. "You really think so?" I just want to hear him say it again.

"I do, sweetheart. I think a lot of men would give anything to be with a pretty, sweet girl like you."

"Thank you Daddy," I whisper.

On the screen, I awkwardly announce, "I'm gonna, um, I'm gonna start now," and take Max's cock in my mouth.

I look so slutty with my lips wrapped around his shaft. He's big, and my mouth is forced to open in a big O to take him in. I definitely don't look as cute with a dick in my mouth.

But I look sexy, I think. I seem so eager to suck it. Which, of course, I am; it's incredibly hot to me to suck Max's cock. Something about it feels just right - to serve a man on my knees. Submitting to his strength and masculinity. I would do it again right now, if he wanted me to. I watch as I bob my head up and down, gagging on his big dick, my lipstick smearing and my mascara starting to run. Tears gather in my eyes onscreen from the effort. My hands flail behind my back occasionally. The camera is at the wrong angle to see it, but I'm fucking myself on the dildo attached to Max's kneeling stool while I suck; I remember all too clearly what it felt like to have a cock in both holes. So humiliating and intense. So degrading. So submissive.

I watch as I make love to Max's cock, sucking and licking like his pleasure is the only thing in the world I care about. I obviously love what I'm doing. And when he finally pulls out and ejaculates onto my face, I have a look of pure ecstasy.

Well, I definitely flinch when he cums on me. But otherwise, ecstasy. Aside from the one moment where his cum hits me in the eye.

On screen, I eagerly swallow Max's sperm and stick my tongue out for more. On the couch, I nestle into Max's big, strong body. Feeling the plug inside me, the cage in my undies.

Max flips the TV off and nuzzles into my hair. "Didn't you look hot, baby?"

"Yes Daddy," I sigh. "That was super sexy."

"Let's make dinner together," he says. "You hungry?"

I lower my hand until it rests in his lap, feeling his cock. It's half erect. "Yes Daddy," I breathe.

He stands me up, then, smiling down at me and kissing me on the forehead. "Good girl."

It's fun to cook with him. Feeling his eyes on me, brushing against him at the counter. It feels domestic. He shows me what to do. He's a really good cook. I could picture doing this every night. Would that make me happy? I wonder. Would I like to stay like this? It's so nice. It's the safest, most at ease I've ever felt.

"So," he says as we sit down, candles lit, wine uncorked. "You're going to stay tonight, aren't you? You're excited to lose your virginity."

I blush and sip my wine, giggling with nervousness, and finally admit that I've made my decision. "Yes Daddy. You can take my virginity tonight."

"You've never had sex with a girl, either, have you?"

I shake my head. "No."

"That's so hot. I like that. You won't even know what it's like to fuck-only to be fucked. Do you like that, baby?"

I bite my lip and nod shyly. "Yes, Daddy."

"I thought you would. Let me ask you something: how do you imagine losing your virginity will go?"

I take another sip of wine, stalling. I don't know how to answer.

"Will it be romantic?" he asks.

I shrug helplessly. "I don't know. How do you want it to be?"

He smiles at me. "I want to tie you up, Lexy."

I suck in my breath sharply; my eyes widen. "You want to tie me up to take my virginity?" I guess I just...didn't think my first time would be that kinky. I thought it would be sweeter.

But if that's what he wants to do...it's actually really sexy to think about. Not to make love to me, but to take me. It feels right, now that he's said it, for my first time to be helpless and submissive.

And beside, being a good girl for him is more important than anything else. I want losing my virginity to be good forhim."No, it's okay," I say softly. "I'd like that. You can tie me up."

"I want to tie your ankles above your head," said Max. "I want it to be degrading for you. How would you like that? Would you like your first time to be humiliating?"

I find that I need to take a moment before I answer; I'm afraid I might cry. It's not that I'm sad; I'm not at all sad. I do want it like this. The idea of losing my virginity all tied up, in a degrading pose, being taken like this...it's unbelievably sexy for me. It's just really intense, is all. Knowing that what we're talking about right now, that's what's about to happen to me in real life. All of this is about to happen. My first time.

So I wait a moment until I calm down, and then choke out in my high-pitched, wavering, girly voice: "Yes Daddy. I want it just like that." It's dizzying to admit it, to feel it coming. My ultimate submission.

In fact, it's happening right now. He stands up like he can't wait a moment longer to fuck me. I can see the bulge in his pants. We're mostly done with dinner. He leads me upstairs, and we freshen up in different bathrooms. I brush my teeth and touch up my makeup, giving myself a sweet smile in the mirror.

I do a little curtsy in my gauzy pink nightgown, my cherry panties showing through. I think I look just right.

He smiles when I come out, and leans into my ear. "Are you ready to lose your virginity, princess?"

I moan softly. "Yes Daddy."

The cuffs go back on my wrists. He kneels to put them around my ankles, like a prince putting a slipper on a princess. He clips my hands behind my back as he stands back up. "Why don't you get on your knees and get me ready."

"Of course, Daddy."

I sink to my knees, shaking my hair out of my face and gazing up at him adoringly as he takes his cock out. He doesn't need much in the way of getting ready, that's for sure; he's already rock hard. I open wide and lean forward, taking his cock in, sucking gently, just the head. I don't need to make him cum. I just want him to feel good.

It's such a sweet, submissive feeling to be on my knees for Max, hands tied behind my back, his cock in my mouth. It's already almost familiar. There's something about the pure submission of sucking his dick that makes me feel amazing. I hope I like being fucked-I hope it doesn't hurt too much-but no matter what, I think my favorite thing is still going to be giving blowjobs. I slide my lips down, feeling him poke at the back of my throat, concentrating on relaxing to let him past my gag reflex. It works a little.

He lets me do my thing for a few minutes, gazing fondly down at me while I bob my head. Then, finally, he tilts my head back and pulls his cock out. "Are you ready, princess?"

My heart races. It's about to happen...he's about to fuck me. I know it'll hurt, at least at first. Even with the training he's given me today, his cock is bigger than anything that's been back there yet. But I nod. "Yes Daddy," I whisper. My bottom tenses just thinking about it, which makes me extra aware of the plug down there.

"Good girl." He leads me to the bed and lies me down, fastening my wrists to the posts. Then he lifts my ankles up over my head and clips those to the same posts. He pulls my butt forward, the jeweled plug still nestled back there, and tugs my panties down past my hips to expose my bottom. It feels perversely unsexy, the pose he's put me in. Degrading, humiliating. My little pink caged cocklet exposed, pathetic in its sheath. This is how he wants my first time to be.

"I have a surprise for you," he says, and presses something on a little remote control.

Suddenly, the plug hums to life inside me.

I had no idea it could vibrate. It feels amazing. Pleasure in ways I've never felt before. Humming in places I didn't know I had. I cry out and arch my back. "Oh god, Daddy!" I writhe in my bonds, twisting my head around, gasping with pleasure. I don't think I could cum from this - I don't think - but I never want it to stop. I look up at him with my mouth slightly open. "It feels so good, Daddy," I whisper.

"I know, baby. Now close your eyes."

I do, waiting, breathless to see what he'll do to me next.

What's next is he spanks me.

It's a hard, shocking pain. Not his hand. Something harder. My eyes fly open as I cry out. It's a wooden spoon. It hurts so bad! A fiery stinging spot on my bare bottom. "Owww!" I whine. In response, he hits me again.

I writhe on the bed, trying to escape, but I'm helpless. "Have you ever been spanked before, Princess?" he asks.

I shake my head.

"How does it feel?"

"It hurts, Daddy, owwww," I moan as he slaps me again, and then again, each time in a different spot, hurting me in a new place.

"I know, sweetie," he says. "I like doing it to you, though. I like how helpless you are. Does it turn you on, to be spanked?"

The humming inside me mixes with the fire on my skin, and I feel so many things at once: pleasure, pain, humiliation, desire. It's overwhelming. All I can do is nod. "Yes Daddy," I choke out. "Yes, it turns me on." I catch my breath, tears coming to my eyes, as the spoon comes down again. It hits between my cheeks, almost where the plug is, an unbearably sensitive place.

"When you've had enough you can beg me to fuck you instead, princess," he tells me. He's run out of places to hit me for the first time and he's started to return to places that are already sore; that pain is exponentially worse. This second time really is too much.

"Please fuck me Daddy," I blurt out. I'm near tears, and he smiles down at me.

"You can cry if you want to, baby," he says, and spanks me again. "I think it's sexy if you cry."

I give in and let out a big sob, and it's cathartic. All the scared and excited and ashamed feelings I've had all weekend, I've been in such a high intensity place, and to just cry...it feels good. I let out big sobs as he spanks me. Tears roll down my cheeks. "Thank you Daddy. Please fuck me...it really hurts, please fuck me instead...I'll be a good girl, I will, I won't complain even if it feels too big...I'll be a good girl for you, Daddy..." I'm babbling, hardly even aware what I'm saying. I feel my last shred of self-control leave me as Max spanks his weeping, tied-up girl.

I feel his hand between my legs and then the butt plug eases slowly out. It hurts as it comes, particularly at the widest part - but it's still turned on, and the vibrations as it comes out of me, as it just touches my entrance, are lovely. Daddy leaves it there for a minute, and I smile up at him through my tears. "That feels nice, Daddy."

"Good girl." He puts it aside and pulls my panties back on-but then he takes scissors and carefully cuts a slit in the butt, so he can still access my bottom. He's going to fuck me right through my cherry panties.

He kneels between my legs. "Are you ready for me to fuck you?" He lubes himself up carefully. I can't take my eyes off his cock. It's so big...

"Yes Daddy."

He climbs forward, his hands on my thighs, and I feel his cock pushing against me.

It's just a nudge, at first. A poke. A gentle force at my most private place. I draw in my breath. I can feel my muscles clamping shut instinctively down there, trying to protect me. His cock pushes me open just a tiny bit, and then out again. "I'm sorry Daddy," I whisper. "I'm trying to relax."

"It's okay, sweetie. We're going to take it nice and slow." It pushes again, and again after that, just the very tip of his cock. "That's not so bad, is it?"

I shake my head, trying to breathe slowly. "No Daddy, that's not so bad."

"Good girl." He keeps it up, a slow rocking, the warm tip forcing me open, then letting me close, occasionally pushing just a tiny bit harder, a tiny bit deeper. It doesn't hurt, not really. It almost feels nice. I concentrate on trying to relax down there, to make it easy for him. A little more, and a little more. Almost the whole head is rocking into me now, but it isn't so bad.

When the whole head finally goes in, though, there's an intense shock of pain. Like the dildo, but even more. I cry out, my hands straining at the cuffs. My muscles immediately try to push him out again, but now that he's in this deep, I can't evict him. I just squeeze around him, clamping him in place. "Oh god Daddy it hurts," I breathe. "Can you - can you take it out again, just for a sec? Oh god, go slow go slow, it hurts more when it comes out, oh Daddy..."

He retreats, gently, slowly, kindly, and leaves me alone for a moment while I try to control my breathing. "Sorry Daddy." I smile up at him, my eyes still teary.

"It's okay, princess. I know it's hard. I'm going to come back inside you, though."

"I'm trying to get used to it, it's just - ohhhhhhh!"

Before I know it, before I'm ready, he pushes inside my butt again. Again I moan, the pain surprising and burning. He holds himself in me, again just deep enough that I can't get him out. It hurts worse when my muscles tense, and I try to calm them down, but they keep spasming helplessly around his girth.

The pain subsides quickly, though; just like before, it only really hurts for the first moment, and then it dulls. "Oh god Daddy, you're so big," I whisper, gazing up at him with pain and adoration in my eyes. "It's just so much...but I think maybe you can go deeper if you want to, just really slow okay? Just really-ohhhhhhhhh."