The sissy training is about to begin! - From the diary of sissy Ineke

“The sissy training is about to begin! - From the diary of sissy Ineke” was written for BDSMforyou.nl by sissy Ineke.

The past few days were busy, both for Mistress Moriah and for me. My wife was in regular WhatsApp contact with Mistress Moriah about my sissy training, and I often saw her smiling too. I didn't ask any questions, because I want to experience it all for myself without knowing what is going to happen. And if you think I was allowed to take off the CB that I had to put on in the restaurant toilet when we met, sadly not. That CB stayed on. Luckily, peeing worked fine. It was awkward, but I got used to it in the end. My wife had tried to seduce me a number of times, to lure me out of my shell. But well, what is locked is locked. And that would have to be agreed with Mistress Moriah anyway, because that was the arrangement.

Dirty thing

After two days my wife said that I really had to take that dirty thing out of the CB and clean everything up. I looked at her almost in panic. How? “Well, look what I have here?” And she took a little key out of her bedside table. “Your mistress and I have made arrangements too. So off you go, clean that dirty thing, and then you show me that everything is clean, and then that useless thing can go back in the CB.” I nodded and went to the bathroom, where I jumped in the shower and washed my cock. And I cleaned the CB with a toy cleaner. My wife was meanwhile on the phone with Mistress Moriah, or so it sounded. I walked into the bedroom and showed my wife everything. She hit my cock hard and I doubled over.

A message: the sissy training has begun!

My wife pointed the FaceTime call at me and said, “Look, Moriah, the thing is clean again, so it can go back under lock and key.” Mistress Moriah burst out laughing and said, “Quite right, away with that thing.” My wife snapped the little lock on after I had fumbled and finally stuffed everything into the CB. The key went back into her bedside table. They talked a little longer while I got ready for bed. By now the call was over, and she looked at me triumphantly. “You have a message from your mistress,” she said.

I wanted to grab my phone straight away. “What do you think you're doing?” she said. “Er, grabbing my phone?” I said, red in the face. “Well, I don't think so. First get me a glass of water, and then you may get your phone.” I brought my wife a glass of water and then picked up my phone. My heart began to pound and my cheeks turned red.

Pink panties

I read the message from Mistress Moriah. "Ineke, I expect you at my address next Thursday at 11 o'clock. In the meantime, make sure you have bought a pink pair of panties, something like these". And I clicked on the link. My cock didn't know where to go in the CB for a moment, and I winced in pain. My wife was already laughing; of course she knew what was going to happen. I carried on reading. And Ineke, buy a butt plug, or maybe two, because I can assure you, you are going to be getting more and more in there. I love looking at shiny things, so this one looks like something for you. I clicked on the link. And again my cock began to move.

What I would have liked most was to start jerking off, but that goes against what I want. I replied: “I will, Mistress Moriah, I wish you a good night.” “I'm not finished yet, Irene. I want you to wear the panties every day, to work as well. And I want you to put the butt plug in your arse for at least half an hour a day. Don't forget to use lube. Sweet dreams.” I replied: “Thank you, Mistress, I will carry out Your instructions. Thank you again.”

Masturbating

I took my phone to the living room. And I lay down in bed next to my wife, who by the sound of the buzzing was already pleasuring herself. I could actually hear her pussy getting wet. I didn't know how to cope. Of course she did this more often, but back then my cock wasn't locked up yet and I could jerk off freely. Now I couldn't. My wife started moaning loudly and came with an enormous sound. I gave her a kiss, and we cuddled for a while. She squeezed my nipples a little and said, “So there you go, the training has begun.” I nodded and smiled.

We lay spooning. At first I couldn't sleep, because I was thinking about wearing the pink panties. Pink really is my colour. And that I could then push the butt plug into my bum without taking the panties off. My cock stiffened. And oh, how badly I already wanted to push something into my bum. Tomorrow I'll go and look for the right sizes. Or different sizes. I sighed deeply and could not wait for next Thursday.