I had lost the bet. Now you are going to collect. You tell me you want to be in control. You elaborate, "I want to fuck you like a girl." I wonder what exactly you mean. You say, "You'll see." You tell me to say the catchphrase we agreed to that signals my acceptance.
A bet is a bet; I lean over and whisper in your ear, "Your wish is my command." And I play back your request, "I want you to fuck me like a girl."
You reply, "You do, do you? Have you been a bad boy and deserve that? "
"Yeah," I say sheepishly. I choose not to explain any further, embarrassed that I have been secretly stroking myself without your permission. To my surprise, you don't press me for details. Perhaps when you are in such a Dom mood, you just want to get on with the proceedings?
"Well, then, your Goddess will oblige you. To be fucked like a girl, first, I have to make you into a girl. A girl who obeys my every command. Is that clear, Baby?" I notice you have changed your usual pet name for me, "Babe," into the more diminutive "Baby."
"Yes."
You correct me. "Yes, Goddess, you mean. Or, yes, Mistress. Say it, properly, now, Baby."
"Yes, Mistress, I will do whatever you desire."
You start by stripping me completely, while you stay fully clothed. You have me sit on the bed, and you roll a sheer, black nylon stocking onto each of my legs. You raise me to my feet and step me into a garter belt, and clip the nylons onto the garter belt. Then you say, "Next, I'm going to get you ready, get you relaxed, and get you good and Sub."
You place me in a helpless, exposed position by telling me to turn around, bend over, and hold my ankles. You hock up a small mouthful of spit and drizzle it down my ass crack. I can feel its warmth. You take a finger and rub the saliva on my asshole. "Lover boy, you have such a tight manhole. But I am going to fix that." I hear a cap open, and now I feel something cold and creamy slide down between my cheeks... lube. The lube's cold gooeyness feels rather uncomfortable. Then, you push something slender and cold into me. I moan slightly, not expecting this sudden penetration. You slide the probe, a butt plug, slowly in and out of me. "Relax, and it will start to feel good." Being bent over and invaded at the same time, I have to use extra effort to concentrate on relaxing my muscle. The initial, slightly burning sensation eventually is replaced by a mild pleasing sensation. Finally, I relax enough so that you are able to push the plug all the way in. It stretches me, and my anus instinctively wants to push it out, but the plug's flare inside me locks the insertion in place. "My, my, your ass, I mean, your
pussy
takes the plug so well. I think you are going to be a good fuck, Baby. Stand up now, and turn around."
My cock is partially erect from the foreplay. "You need to get that hard for me, Baby." You squeeze me and slowly stroke me with your hand, and quickly I become rock hard. "Good boy, nice and hard, just the way I like it. I can tell you are horny. Your balls look full." Then you explain, "To be a girl, we have to start by de-masculinizing your cock. I'm going to make it so your cock can't get any pleasure." You take out a can of de-sensitizing fluid, and spray generously over the head and glans. At first, it feels cold, but that's followed by an immediate loss of sensation and I no longer feel anything at all on my cock head. "And this is to make sure you don't make a mess on my bed when you cum," as you take out a condom and roll it on me. "And, finally, just to make sure you can't stroke yourself, let's get you caged in." You take out a leather "Gates of Hell" cock harness, and you snap on straps that cup my balls and you buckle three leather straps around my shaft. I can feel pressure from each strap as you buckle them, and the fit is so snug they will undoubtedly leave marks on me when you release me later. "There, that's tight, isn't it, Baby? How does it feel to be like a girl, to have no cock?"
"Yes, Mistress, it's tight." Then, you squeeze my captured instrument and fondle my balls, and a sense of calm and submission falls over me, and I confess to you, "I feel secure now."