“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.
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.