D for Danielle Chapter 15: The First Time (Patreon)
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Daniel was on his knees. The pink shag rug underneath him provided a layer between the hard tile floor below, but there was no barrier placed in front of the hard cock facing him. It was just a foot away, throbbing at attention, eager to enter his mouth.
He felt a hand cup the back of his head and long nails dig slightly into this skin.
“You are naked and smooth,” Mistress Narcissa said. “Your masculinity is being erased. There is still much, much more to do. More alterations to make. Some permanent. But in this moment you will be changed in another way.”
He felt his tiny penis start to stiffen and wanted to reach down to touch it. Narcissa noticed this.
“You are not allowed to pleasure yourself without permission,” she commanded. “You have not earned release yet. From now on your orgasms are under my control. Do you understand?”
“I do,” Daniel said.
“What was that?” she asked sharply.
“Yes, Mistress,” he replied after a gulp.
“Good girl,” she said in a reinforcing tone. “Now, the cock before you is much bigger than your pathetic dicklet, is it not?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
And indeed it was. Daniel wondered how the man before him waited so patiently. Was he trained by Narcissa to be so disciplined?
“Nice large penises belonging to real men are free and able to do what they please," she explained. "You realize you are not a real man, don’t you?”
“I realize that, Mistress.”
“All your life you’ve worried if you'd ever be able to please a woman with your tiny member,” she said. “You don’t have to bother thinking about that anymore. You can let that care fade away. From now on you will be pussy free. No more vagina for you. Your penis no longer has to struggle to grow erect and please a female.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“In fact, you will never attempt to enter one again, unless instructed to by a superior.”
That thought hung in the air for a moment and then Daniel then let it sink in. Pussy free… It was indeed freeing, in a way. He had always felt anxiety over performance issues. The few times he had been with girls he’d never been able to get fully aroused. Now, with Mistress Narcissa’s guidance, he could let the delusion of being a stud fade away into pink nothingness.
“But since you are now pussy free, it means you must discover other ways to maximize pleasure for those superiors,” she continued. “Your mouth, and your ass, which we will call your sissy pussy, will be the focal points of desire. You will learn to make them look attractive. You will be presentable.”
Daniel wondered if that meant he would have to remain smooth at all times now. If he would have to learn how to do makeup.
“But that will come in time," Mistress Narcissa whispered into his ear. "For now, yes, right here in this room, you will slowly inch forward, open your hole, and accept his hard cock.”
“But Mistress, I’ve never sucked one before,” Daniel said with a stammer.
“You’ve fantasized about this moment for ages, my pet,” Narcissa said. “And now it is here. You will let him enter you and you will service him until he cums. Do you understand?”
He hesitated for a brief moment. And then finally, he accepted his fate. He leaned forward, and for the first time, took a cock into his mouth...