Writer's note: The following story is 100% true
THE DRIVE
The drive to Austin was 8 hours in good weather. Today it had been raining, and it was going to be 11 hours in the car, by arrival time.
I was acutely aware of how long the car ride had been so far, for several reasons. The biggest of which was the overly-tight pair of pink sissy panties, currently cutting into me. I had been given the freedom to pick the panties of my choice for this drive, and I had purposefully picked them to be tight. I wanted to be reminded of them all the way down, the results were not disappointing.
In the car with me was Goddess Kimberly. She was as excited for the trip to session with Madame Vega as I was. I could see her face light up as she typed on her phone, and I immediately knew who she was texting with. She didn't save the surprise, but rather turned to me and smiled when she finished. Through her smile (that seemed to be growing as she spoke) she informed me that when we finally reached the room tonight, she and Madame Vega had decided that I would be edged to the point of orgasm 5 times. Then my frustrated sissy clitty would be locked away for further use tomorrow. I had no expectations that I would be cumming on this day, the day before session, but the number of times I would be taken to the edge sent a little shock through my pink panty covered clitty.
When we reached the room, Goddess Kimberly and I were both exhausted from the drive, but we were also quite sleepless. I knew by the glint in her eye that she was going to enjoy taking me to the edge. She used a small handheld massager and did exactly that, over and over, for about an hour.
My clitty is NEVER allowed to be hard, and I can maintain a soft state, almost to the point of orgasm. Goddess Kimberly could easily tell when I was close to cumming because of that, and she worked me up and back down five times. I was ready to explode by the end of the process, but I knew that a clitty explosion of orgasmic bliss would not be my fate tonight. That fact sank in a little deeper as she locked on the chastity device.
Goddess Kimberly was obviously quite excited to have teased me for so long. I realized exactly how much as she tossed the chastity keys to the side and stripped off her own panties. She crawled up my body toward my face, and right before lowering her pussy onto me, turned around to face my feet. She had her own full out orgasm within a minute. A very wet orgasm.
"Don't stop until I get up Princess," she commanded, as my tongue continued, I didn't dare slow down. Goddess Kimberly can orgasm for hours if she chooses to, but I would guess she stopped and crawled off of my face after about 30 minutes. I was trying to count her orgasms, and I counted a dozen for sure. My clitty strained in it's cage this entire time. Worshiping Goddess Kimberly's pussy always makes me excited, and the fact that I was locked up and edged added an even higher level to my sissy girl bliss. .
When she was finished with my tongue, she turned back around and collapsed in the bed beside me. We slept solidly until morning, exhausted for the drive, and excited for the day to come.
STARTING SESSION DAY
My head was swimming when I woke. My clitty was straining in its cage all night long, but as it always does, eventually got tired of pushing against metal without being able to grow. It was settling back in to be the true soft sissy clity it was born to be as the day got underway.
Goddess Kimberly and I spent our day with a trip to the adult store, and then took a trip around town. As this trip was intended to be completely in sissy mode for me, I had packed no boy underwear. I thought of the pretty panties covering my locked clitty quite often that day. Even though I felt arousal, my clitty stayed soft in its cage, for the most part. I was pleased with this bit of clitty obedience. Tonight's session would mark 50 days since I was allowed to stroke like a boy, or have any kind of penetrative sex. My clitty rarely got hard now, but it was becoming so sensitive. I knew it wouldn't be long and any level of hardness would be a thing of the past.
SESSION BEGINNINGS
Goddess Kimberly watched and plotted as I laid out several toys for the session, and most of my sissy wardrobe. I had brought far more than could even consider wearing, just like a good girl would!
Madame Vega arrived early in the evening, and the three of us went for a quick dinner. My nerves were off the charts now, and I was thinking of all the clothes laid out in the room and how I longed to slip them on my body and become their perfect little sissy girl to use and play with.
When we arrived back at the room, Madame Vega looked over my outfits and picked a pink teddy that was see through, aside from the padded breasts. She also selected a pink pair of sissy panties with a mesh heart on the back. I quickly slipped these on, as well as a beautiful purple wig. I looked in the mirror, and saw Divina, my inner sissy, staring back. The truth was she had been there all day, and most of the previous day. Divina was in control now, and I was no longer forced to pretend to be a boy.
STARTING THE SHOW
Madame Vega had promoted this session on her snap chat, and was going to stream much of it live to her members. I loved that she was using me in the manner.
Confession: I have a fantasy to be used as a sissy slut to make the two of them money, entertain themselves, their friends, etc ... Being used and exposed to the world as the sissy girl I long to be was pure heaven to me. I love that she allows me to call her Madame, because what I truly want is to some day be her little sissy slut to pimp out.
We started the show with a live snap chat interview. Madame Vega quizzed me about my hopes for the session, and any fears. I knew as I spoke into the phone cam that I was being watched by others, and my clitty suddenly was a little overwhelmed with the excitement. It grew greatly in it's cage, but had been locked long enough the struggle did not last long. It quickly reverted to it's true clitty form.
I also took quick note that almost all of the blinds in the corner suite were open. I wondered if anyone would notice the activity in the room and watch. I had a second of nerves over this, but the twinge of excitement over my possible exposure quickly overrode them. The duality of my male "shyness" vs the sissy in me that longs to be publicly shown off created a very powerful feeling in my brain, and took me a little deeper down the rabbit hole, even before we had fully started to play.