Justine falls deeper into her new life and enjoys new experiences.
"You don't have to wear them to work baby, "Daddy said handing me a small rectangle shaped box.
My heart fluttered. Daddy was always surprising me with gifts. With trembling hands, I opened the box to find pearls. A pearl choker and matching earrings.
"You like them?"
"Oh Daddy. I love them but you shouldn't have."
"I like making my girl happy baby. You should know that by now. Here, let me help you."
I turned my back so Daddy could fasten the choker. I could feel his erection pressing against my backside. I reached behind me to grasp it. "Is this for me too Daddy," I cooed.
"Only for you sweet heart. We're going to have to get your ears pierced baby. I can't wait to see you in those earrings."
Daddy had indeed bought me stockings. Some were thigh-highs and other required a garter belt. If I wasn't totally nude, he would have me in my panties and hose.
My transition to women's lingerie had been a constant theme in Daddy's training. Over and over he would tell me how beautiful I am and how sexy I looked in my panties and robe. But when I wore the stockings he bought for that first time, he insisted that when home I must look and act like a woman.
He took me that night. Leaving me only in my panties and hosiery, Daddy made love to me. First, he sent me to clean myself, inside and out. Then he had me wear my newest oyster shell colored, see-thru panties and thigh-high white stockings.
"Bring me a nice scotch baby," he called from the bedroom.
I left the bathroom after making certain I had followed Daddy's instructions to the letter. "I'll be right back Daddy dearest," I smiled as I went to get his cocktail.
He was propped up with pillows against the headboard of our way-oversized bed. Handing him the drink I lay down beside him, my head on his stomach. Pushing the sheet down I saw he was naked and erect. His cock beckoned me.
I reached for him and gently explored the object that had rocked my world. I spread his pre-cum leakage around the perfect head knowing I'd taste it shortly.
"That's nice baby," Daddy complimented me. "We need to have a talk Justine."
"I turned to him, "Daddy, if I've misbehaved, I am very sorry. Please tell me what I did so I can learn."
"No baby. Not to worry. You've been a perfect little angel. This isn't about you so much as its about me and what I expect from you."
I listened intently. I didn't want to miss a thing he tells me.
Although an extremely gentle man, Daddy can be quite ferocious when it comes to my behavior modification. Twice now, he's asked me to fetch his belt which he used generously on my fat ass prompting an immediate improvement in my actions and demeanor.
"Yes Daddy," I said quietly.
"It's like this Justine. You've learned to suck my cock like a $200.00 whore and I'm proud of your efforts. Tonight I'm going to take that ass baby. I'm going to bring out the woman in you. I will not hurt you on purpose but it will probably be painful for you at first."
I shivered.
"As far as we've come baby girl, we have only a little further to go. Understand?"
I nodded though not really knowing what he was talking about.
"You may be wondering why I've never reciprocated and made you cum. Well, that's never going to happen. That's not who I am baby."
I had wondered about that, having been left to my own devices after sucking him off.
"You know I'd give you anything you want and more but I am not going to dirty my hands nor soil them with those fluids that pulse out of your pathetic little dick and tiny balls."
He stroked my face and hair as he looked for my reaction. "I understand Daddy. I think I do anyway."
"No sweet heart you don't understand. You're great at what you do and you're doing a wonderful job of crunching our numbers and helping us recognize weak areas of our campaign. But that's where it stops, your intelligence I mean."
He took a pull from his glass content to let me wait to hear his reasoning.
You need to know a few things about my Daddy. As nice as he is to me, and he is so very nice, he also likes to toy with me and fuck with my emotions. Training sessions aside, he likes to brain fuck me for his amusement. He was doing that now.
"Hell Justine, before I came along to show you, you had no fucking clue that you were a sissy. I mean a grade A, first class, cock sucking bitch in men's clothing, did you?"
"No sir. I didn't but I have you to thank for showing me who I really am Daddy."
"Yeah, yeah I know. And you took to it like a duck takes to water. But as I explained to you early on in our relationship, I'm the man. I'm what counts baby, not you. Not your little dick, not your squealing little climaxes. And other than providing me pleasure I have no interest in your sexual gratification. I need you to grasp that and want you to live with that knowledge."
Another long pull and he sent me back for freshen his scotch.
