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ChrissyEnslaved
Pan Transgender, 44, Chicago, Illinois 
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ChrissyEnslaved

 

 A profound couple philosophical questions are ...Who are you and what do you want...

 

 

3/12/2015 8:27:46 AM: What happens if you meet someone online but not local and because of the distance a unique situation is offered up...the way its set up is a house is picked out and i'm told to move in but not given a key and i must comply with the House Rules:1. i can't bring any clothes or personal belongings of any kind into the house only the garage....access is controlled by a digital key pad2. i'm not allowed to bring anyone over or disclose my home location to anyone3. i'm not allowed to bring any food or drinks of any kind4. i'm not allowed to eat any meals outside the house that haven't been made in the house5. i'm not to make any food in the house...all meals/diets are strictly supervised6. when i enter the house via the garage i have to undress completely ...all the boy clothes are kept in there...i have to dress up in sexy female clothes when inside the house These are the basic rules and of course there are many more...any infraction of which leads to banishment from the House with the access code changed resulting in permanent lockout!every action inside the house is video monitored...every show on tv ...everything i do inside the house is orientated around making me female...the only people allowed over is controlled by the master of the house...visits can be at any time and without notice....personal trainer to create the perfect female muscle and tone, makeup artist to instruct me on how to look as amazing as possible,  Stripper to teach me how to poledance, a hypnotist  to help me with anxiety and other things, personal chef who is also teaching me how to cook/prepare food and any others deemed necessary.After several weeks...physical and mental changes are taking place that because of the hypnotist sessions and the hormone loaded food...All i have to do to stop it is stop living in this house but  i can't exactly figure out why i life outside the House is becoming so hard and while i'm in the House there is no anxiety After several months... i think i'm making my own decisions i seem to be slipping into a sort of state of mind where i don't seem to be able to keep track of larger and larger tracts of time and i don't seem to want to leave the house...and though  i let my job and life outside of the house slip away i'm happier than ever with all the new people that  come over to the House. Some are friends of the Master of the House and some are  called 'clients' and since i'm already a massage therapist it doesn't seem strange that i'm doing massage but with the new pole dancing skills and my increasing confidence in looking sexier other things are starting to take place in which i seem to be a type of performer/dancer etc...there are parties  all the time in which i'm doing  entertaining and even trips where i'm escorted to other locations...a note from the House Master:Such a silly gurl to think that someone would make such a serious investment in building the perfect sextoy  and not have a bigger plan to get a return on that investment....she really has no idea she is now a part of a nationwide club I started in which employees are controlled by .....Sissy Trainers        

2/5/2015 7:50:35 AM: It all started innocently enough...just playing online....but when He saw how small i was he suggested i have my testosterone checked...Even though he wasn't from my home city he suggested an office he said would help me. He was so nice and convincing...He even made the appointment!  Quite simply my appointment is made for me and i think i'm going in to find out why my testosterone is so low its causing serious boi part shrinkage.. After a series of tests it's determined that my hormones are out of balance and the remedy is a series of testosterone shots...after several sessions i seem to be developing breasts and my nipples are tender...after another series of tests it's determined that a surgery to release tension on my testes and spermatic cord is necessary. It's explained that the surgery is quite safe and simple. I agree and when I wake up I'm bandaged up very tight and have to urinate through a catheter for a few days...I'm put on a heavier dose of hormones and the new method of receiving my shots is now through the anus via a phallus looking tube which injects the hormone after riding on it for several minutes...in order to submit the dose deep enough i'm put into a type of harness that allows me to be positioned above the phallus tube...the harness looks like a suspension sex swing and i'm given wrist straps to use to hold on to the straps coming down from the ceiling...when i'm all settled and strapped in...the nurse leaves and returns with the Doctor...the first thing he does is secure my wrapped wrist with a velco strap so that i can't undo my arms now outstretched above my head...He explains that this will be a perfect time to see the results of the surgery and begins to unwrap the bandages between my legs. I can't believe how sensitive his hands feel and he sees me wiggling ...He smiles and says to the nurse...See how she squirms like you do when I'm fingering you....It immediately occurs to me he referred to me as a She...I begin to say something when I feel the nurse inserting a ball gag into my mouth...MMmmpppffff... There there my little chrissy sissy pet...the Dr says and his penetrating eyes bore into my outstretched ones...your going to love what we did but we are going to love hearing you moan into this gag while you ride this diildo until you cum just like a gurl from it....You see what I did was invaginate both your little testes and your small little penis which really was like an oversized clit...I pierced two rows of eyelets like on lace up shoes on either side of your clit and then used surgical thread simply laced it all up...now when your stimulated you will feel engorged rather similar to how a female feels....using some bindings i was able to use your scrotal skin to resemble a faux labia. Here look for yourself...Now i could see my reflection in the full length mirror as the table was spun 90 degrees...i could see myself down there and it was simply amazing!!!...i did have pussy lips and it looked like i had stitches or 'laces' as the Dr. had called them keeping all reminder of me being a boi completely hidden... She likes it the Doctor said to the nurse...just like she is gonna love her new implants and all the rest of the fun things we are going to do...but for now...lets have her work for her pleasure... I lost count of how many months i was kept at this place...but today was the day i was being driven to Florida...it was explained to me that i was ready to meet my new Owner!

1/28/2015 7:44:19 AM: smiles...i have so many fantasies percolating about...they all above a central theme of having me led down a path that ends up with me being an enslaved sexslave for the amusement,entertainment of a Dom/Domme or Both. Everything creates a new creative way this can happen...for instance going to the gymi've tried to grow big guy muscles for years but my body type won't allow for muscles to pack on like Alpha Males...i'm 5'9' with small bone type...so even if i trained intensely i might look like a female bodybuilder...so i'm at the gym and i get caught starring by this female bodybuilder who is squatting...she comes over and says what can you squat...i say maybe 225....she grins..and says ok i'm gonna put 135 on the bar and i want you to do a perfect squat like I saw you starring at me doing...i looked away when she gazed intensely in my eyes while talking and she knew then i'd be perfect....so i try to do the perfect squat with the 135 and of course i can't she is behind me and holding my waist and telling me arch my back and i'm aware that it seems like she is #@$* from behind to anyone who might be looking ...but i tolerate the humiliation and afterwards she says listen...i know what you need to get strong and big...she hands me her biz card ....call me tomorrow before you go to the gym...the next day i'm thinking about her all day and i call around 5 and she says come to my work and pick me up...I have something for you to try...I go to the address ...shes a Financial Planner and has an office not far from the gym...i go in and see everyone has left for the day...she is behind her desk in a very sharp Channel business suit and i'm very turned on... She begins... Without you answering me I know you've been training for years and you can't put any muscle mass on..you've tried trainers, you've tried everything but your problem isn't your will power ...its your hormones... I have pharmaceutical grade Testosterone from an MD friend of mine...Now turn around....i had heard of Testosterone but i also knew it came with risks...still this Woman had a certain control of me i couldn't explain...i caught myself turning around as i was objecting but i...but i...She had her hand around my belt and quickly unfasten my belt and pant loop...Listen Sweetie...you can but but but all you want but if you want to look like you work out...or if you just want to look like I caught you looking at me yesterday...the decision is yours...and she hesitated from pressing the needle injection into my right ass cheeks...you sure its safe i asked...She chuckled....your like a frighten little gurl chrissy...she felt my knees weaken upon hearing her refer to me as chrissy instead of chris....Ah you are a confused little gurl aren't you....and with that i felt the needle plunge into me....SO it started...we would work out nearly every day...i would come by the office and get my shot...i would shoot her up too...and after a few weeks i lost track...i started noticing major changes...BUT not me necessary getting Bigger...well bigger ya...but kinda bigger in the Butt which she said was from the squats...and my pecs but it was weird cause it didn't feel like i was getting harder...rather softer especially  in my chest area...and my nipples were super tender... though my stomach was getting flatter...she said i was noticing more because i had never had perfectly smooth skin before...She had started waxing me so i could see the definition...and she had me on a special diet ..i wasn't allowed to eat anything she didn't prepare...so when we had a session in which i nearly started crying because i felt so weak she held me in her arms and said she had just the thing to get me right again...She made an appt with her MD friend...it was a female who had gone to school with her.... she did a bunch of tests and examined me and what was odd to me but so natural to her was i was wearing a pink exam gown and was in a chair i knew had to be for a gynecological exam...she wasn't shy at all about probing and touching me everywhere even lubed my anus up and inserted her fingers and then some type of gel she later told me i should continue to use....my problem was the testosterone shots i was taking wasn't strong enough and so she wanted to combine them with an internal gel ...the gel tubes looked like butt plugs and she said I should insert one every day and leave it inside so that it could be absorbed all day...She also prescribed some sessions with a hypnotist/psychiatrist because she said my anxiety over all of this was far to high. Again another colleague of theirs this Lady Dr. asked me all kinds of personal questions and proceeded to hypnotize me and prescribe some anti anxiety medications...About a month later:  i could never remember a happier time in my life...i was living full time at Ms. Jenny's house having quit my job and give up my condo because as my financial planner she said it would allow me to save more money....she had given me lots of things to do for her during the day and i did all these tasks willingly and competently...i wasn't going to the gym with her anymore as it was determined that the weightlifting wasn't complimenting the shape my body naturally wanted to be....curvy,soft and accentuated in the bust,hips and butt....i found myself starring at my own body in the mirror with no anxiety over the fact that the mirror wasn't reflecting a guy with a hard muscular body...in fact i don't remember when this started to happen but i really couldn't stand that kind of look...i didn't want to look like a guy i wanted to look like a pretty gurl for Ms. Jennifer...and when Ms.Kristiana the MD and Ms.Deana the psychiatrist would come over for dinner they loved having me serve them like a sexy slavegurl catering to anything they wanted or needed...foot rub,pedicure, oral sex...even entertain them like a sexy stripper or pole dancing gurl i had learned from lessons ...they loved to share me ...i would spend some time at Ms. Kristiana's house ...some time at Ms. Deana's house...they would have me keeping the house clean or cooking or picking up their dry clearning...they were very busy professional women and they needed a sexy little minion like me to assist...they would call me that...our sexy little minion and i would get so elated...like i was on happy pills...they had all these clever little phrases that were like hypnotic triggers... they all agreed that i was gonna look even more sexy after my breast implants...they seemed to have quite an argument over the size too...they agreed to not tell me to make it a surprise...i loved surprises so much...

7/13/2014 2:03:22 PM: suddenly it seems i'm preoccupied with being spanked...tied up and spanked so well that it makes me cum....

10/8/2013 3:39:37 PM: Note: This isn't what I actually had done to my slavegurl...Just a very interesting idea!   Poor Sissy chrissy.  His transformation had been particularly difficult.  He had resisted the process every step of the way.  He simply would not cooperate with the plans I had for him.  But I knew he would make an exceptionally pretty -- and valuable -- sissy once the transformation was complete. Through a combination of drugs, hypnosis, electroshock and beatings, I was eventually able to break through his resistance and complete his conversion.  And I was right -- I was able to transform this young man into one of the prettiest sissies I ever made. Aided by a daily dose of narcotics, Sissy chrissy becomes a simple minded little sissy who no longer has any will of his own.  He will obediently follow any instruction given no matter how demeaning or disgusting.  That makes him the perfect sissy escort.  I have a long list of wealthy men who have no problem paying me thousands of dollars for a few hours with this gorgeous and completely docile sissy love doll. At the end of every long day of sissy sex servitude, Sissy chrissy has an unusual bedtime routine.  He strips off his pretty dress and slips into a sexy, sheer and very revealing baby doll nightgown. Then he allows me to put a ball gag in his mouth and to tie his wrists and ankles to the bedposts.  Sissy chrissy falls asleep, content and mindless.  I leave his bedroom light on. These bedtime preparations are required because during the hours before dawn, Sissy chrissy will awaken as yesterday's dose of narcotics begin to wear off.  As his brain begins to refocus, he remembers who he was -- and what he has become.  I expect his mind is flooded, all at once, with images of his feminized self submitting to the disgusting demands of his many male clients.  The terror he experiences is amplified by seeing his own gorgeous sissy reflection in the mirrored ceiling above his bed, his enormous breasts barely concealed by his sheer baby doll nightie.  He writhes in mental agony on top of his bed, struggling to free himself from his lashings.  His screams muffled by the bright red ball gag in his mouth. I allow this to continue to a couple of hours until I am ready to get out of bed and deal with poor Sissy chrissy.  By then he is a wreck, overcome by his exhaustion and horror.  I stand above him and tease him.  'Oh, what's the matter sissy?' I might say.  'Don't you like staring at your sexy reflection in the ceiling mirror?  Aren't you happy that you are now a perfect sissy slut?  Didn't you have fun yesterday -- and everyday -- doing all those nasty things you did to all those men?'  It doesn't take much to get him to start sobbing.Eventually I take pity on him I inject him with today's dose of narcotics.  He slips back into unconsciousness for a couple of hours.  When he awakens later, the episode he experienced just a few hours earlier will have been completely forgotten, as he begins another day of obedient sissy sex servitude.     < id='I4_1381271755043' style='margin: 0px; left: 0px; top: 0px; width: 300px; height: 20px; visibility: visible; position: static;' title='+1' name='I4_1381271755043' src='https://apis.google.com/_/+1/fastbutton?usegapi=1&bsv=o&annotation=inline&width=300&size=medium&source=blogger%3Ablog%3Aplusone&hl=en&origin=http%3A%2F%2Flindastgcaptions.blogspot.com&url=http%3A%2F%2Flindastgcaptions.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F03%2Fa-simple-minded-sissy.html&gsrc=3p&jsh=m%3B%2F_%2Fscs%2Fapps-static%2F_%2Fjs%2Fk%3Doz.gapi.en_US.4v_iye5238U.O%2Fm%3D__features__%2Fam%3DAQ%2Frt%3Dj%2Fd%3D1%2Frs%3DAItRSTP7S_Vf0-z6FnyVBfRO1xXcwP3txQ#_methods=onPlusOne%2C_ready%2C_close%2C_open%2C_resizeMe%2C_renderstart%2Concircled%2Cdrefresh%2Cerefresh&id=I4_1381271755043&parent=http%3A%2F%2Flindastgcaptions.blogspot.com&pfname=&rpctoken=58705907' frameborder='0' marginwidth='0' marginheight='0' scrolling='no' width='100%' height='240' data-gapiattached='true'></>

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