Meeting my Mistress part 6

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Author - Brianna Demonet

It was 5:15 a.m. when Ian woke me. He woke me with a French kiss, which I returned with much delight. He fondled my whole body through my baby doll nighty and said, Rise and shine; welcome to the beginning of womanhood, my sweet sissy. Ian, I said, How does this work? What do you mean, Bree? I mean, I know I belong to Mistress Becky, and I am here for that.

You and I How does this work with Mistress Becky? Aww sweetie I see what you mean; in case you haven't figured it out yet, I am also owned by Mistress Becky. Most of everything I do is because I am told to. Some things I do get carried away with. Like you! me? Your kidding? Why me? For gosh sake, Ian, you look like Magic Mike! You can have anyone.

I have had other sisters, and so has Mistress Becky. None have shown the submission or loyalty you have not even shown. We had others that came out without screening like we put you through. Some last a while, but when tested, they all fold. Not one would grocery shop in a sissy dress. You did it without question. You did two things no one ever did. First, you asked Mistress Lux if she could keep the chastity and plug, and then you cried when it was missing.

Enough, Bree; we will talk more after. Now hot shower, rinse hair, no shampoo. Only a water enema today. Just some light makeup and skin-tone lipstick. Grab the jeans and the pink blouse. Wear the ankle socks with the lace trim and the pink and white running shoes. Be downstairs ready at 6:15 a.m. It's going to be a busy morning.

I did as I was instructed for a warm water enema. showered with some light makeup. I put on a pink matching VS bra and panty set, then the ankle lace top stockings, the pink blouse, and the jeans and running shoes. It was 6:10 when I walked down the stairs. Ian had the Mistress car already pulled around the front. A black Audi A8 with blacked-out windows

Mistress Becky was descending down the stairs. She floated down like the goddess she was. She a dark gray pantsuit with 6" Prada heels Her blonde hair was pulled back in a very professional but powerful manner. It is a privilege to watch her move. Good morning, my sweetheart. Sleep well. Yes, Mistress. Good, my dear; you will need it. We have a busy schedule today, and I have a surprise for you. We have to get to my office before the doctor. Let's go, girl.

Ian opened the back door. Mistress first, then me. Ian drove us into downtown San Francisco. I was watching out the window all the way there. On the edge of Downtown SF, there is an outside office building sign that says Stapleton & Stapleton Attorneys at Law. Ian opened the door. Mistressed out first, I followed behind to the right.

Ian led us into the office, opening the door like a gentleman. She and I went to the elevator up to the third floor to the big back corner office. She sat behind the desk. The desk plaque said Rebecca Stapleton, Managing Senior Partner, Esq. I was starting to build a bigger picture. She said We have some paperwork to sort through, sweetie. We need to make sure we are each protected. But I don't have an attorney, Mistress. Bree, honey; actually, you do.

Who Mistress?

Your sister.

Carol? My Carol?

Yes, sweetie, your Carol! She's in the conference room down the hall. She's been here since 6:30 this morning. She was in LA at the time I called her. She was on a business trip. I flew her up last night. We put her up at the Fairmont Hotel. I love you, sissy, but my life's work is important too. I have vast holdings, businesses, and other resources. While I am more willing to provide for you and spoil you, I will not risk it for anyone. Do you understand, Sissy?

Yes, Mistress. In the conference room, you will address me as Ms. Stapleton until your sister leaves, understood?

Yes, Ms. Stapleton.

Good girl. By the way, has your sister seen you dressed before?

No, Ms. Stapleton.

But she knows, right?

Yes, Ms. Stapleton, she knows and knows I am here with you.

Good. Mistress Lisa will be here soon. We will go through the papers, contracts, and prenup. We will stop at City Hall and get married. Once we are done, we go to the surgeon's office, and we start our journey to womanhood. This is your last chance to walk away. When those papers are signed, you will belong to me. You belong to me now, sissy. We will make each other very happy.

Good morning, Lisa,

Good morning, Becky.

They air kiss their cheeks.

Morning Bree.

Morning, Mistress Lisa.

Ms. Maples, Bree, for now, understand?

Yes, Ms. Maples.

Zzzzz, the phone buzzes.

Yes, Becky answers; Mrs. Elgin is finished with the paper review. She has requested some adjustments. Ok, we will be right there. Offer to have breakfast sent to her, please. Yes Ma'am.

Ok, Bree, this is now the true point of no return.

Let's begin, with Ms. Stapleton and Ms. Maples.

That's our girl, said Lisa, smiling.

We walked down the hall, and I had one on each arm, like escorting a virgin to a sacrifice. I was trembling with fear, excitement, and humiliation. Becky walked in first; I followed her, and then Lisa followed. Becky hugged Carol like an old friend.

They air-kissed like she did with Lisa. Carol looked at me, and we hadn't seen each other in months. When I buried my family My sister was stuck overseas with no way home. Her family came. She took a long look at my appearance while drinking it. I'd lost a lot of weight when online chatting. Becky would send me workout routines, diet advice, and a vitamin regimen. I followed her steps daily.

Carol says, Wow, Brock. I mean.. Bree, you look great. softer and more feminine. Your skin is glowing.

She gave me a big hug. I was so happy to see her.

Carol said, Shall we sit down?

I sat last.

Becky spoke; do you have any adjustments that need addressing?

Yes, a few, clauses I'd like to add if you don't mind.

How can I help? Becky said

I made mental notes as Becky looked over Carol's notes. She asked a couple questions, they negotiated over a few sticking points, and papers were redrafted and reviewed, and then my sister approved the changes.

My sister excused us for a moment. She pulled me to the side and said, Bree, honey, are you sure? Yes, Carol, I am. I know the whole thing on the internet is crazy. But she is a good person, and she has been honest with me about everything so far. I noticed you aren't really trying to talk me out of it.

Carol, what is it? I don't know. Bree sweetie Your sister and I are college and law school friends. We know each other's darkest secrets. How you, my sweet brother and soon-to-be sister, found her, I'll never know, but here we are. Becky is extremely powerful. Bree, Becky is like me—a true alpha female. I know you're a beta boy; I love you and support you. You are starting a long, scary journey today.

I have to fly back to LA for a meeting this afternoon. I will return when you are in the recovery room. Now, Bree, are you absolutely sure? Yes, Carol, I am. Let's do this! Carol kissed and hugged me tight. I read through my documents twice. At the end of each one I signed, Becky signed it. Both Lisa and Carol witnessed.

Carol said, By the way, Becky I need you to send me pictures. I want updates. Becky When you're in LA again, let's do lunch again.

Becky? Yes, Carol? You take good care of my sister. I trust someone I love. I will, Carol. I'll send updates and photos. You better they both giggled. As Carol walked out the door and down the hall, it hit me like a truck!

Stapleton! I said it aloud... That's the law firm my sister is a partner in!

Correction Sissy! She is the senior partner of my LA, Boston, and San Diego firms. She has been there for over two years now.

Sorry Mistress.

It's ok, dear. You have had a very eye-opening morning. Now let's get married and take you to the clinic. Shall we?

The mistress held out her arm like a man would for a woman. I curtsied and took it. We started walking down the hall.

Mistress Lisa comes up behind brushes the bottom with her hand and says, She is so precious, Becky. Lisa took my other arm. At this moment in my life, I never felt more loved or secure than I do right now.

Mistress Lisa spoke; today, the sissy is your new birthday. When you are healed up, we will have a big coming-out party for you at the house. Yes, your sister is coming too, and her husband—what a hunk he is! It's going to be a blast. Ian will probably be shaking hands with you that weekend. It's going to be a two-night affair.

In the meantime, you will follow Dr. Channel's orders as if Becky's or mine, got it, Yes, Mistress Lisa. Gosh, you're adorable. We walked into City Hall. We arrived at the marriage desk. The clerk greeted us. Ms. Stapleton, we are all ready. Do you have your paperwork ready? Becky handed her the envelope.

The clerk reviewed it, and I saw an eyebrow arching up. The clerk inquisitively looked at me. She smiles at Ms. Becky and says, Right this way, please. 15 minutes later, we were married.

We arrived at the Channel Clinic and Spa. Bree, honey, yes, Mistress Lisa? If you are bad or misbehave during your stay, there is a basement with a state-of-the-art dungeon. So please be good to the staff; they are all fully briefed about you.

Yes, Mistress Lisa. Mistress Becky hardly said two words. She was smiling and holding my hand the whole time. I was a bit shaky getting out, but Mistress Becky caught me. Be brave, my sweet sister; this is the beginning of our new life. Happiness starts when we step in. I took her arm before we walked in. Lisa on my left and Becky on my right both held me tight. I loved it. We checked in while arm in arm.

Checking in? The nurse asked.

Mistress Becky spoke, yes, Bree Stapleton, for Dr. Channel.

Of course, Mistress, please follow me.

Still, arm in arm, we walked into the room.

Bree sweetie This will be your room for your stay with us. We are staffed 24/7; if you need anything, please just buzz. I am Nurse Mary. I am an apprentice mistress. For now, please address me as Nurse Mary. I will be responsible for you during your stay.

Thank you, Nurse Mary.

She is a very obedient sissy.

Yes, Mistress Lisa said.

We have had no trouble with her. I expect you will have none either, Mary. We do expect full behavior as well as medical updates.

Yes, my mistresses said Mary, and Mistress Becky smiled.

Mistress Lisa would escort Ian in here with her bag. Please, I need to start preparing Bree and start her orientation and her paperwork.

Of course, Mary.

Mistress Becky, could you help me with Bree, please?

Mary and Becky started settling me in. Nurse Mary started undressing me and guided me to the shower in my room. She rinsed my hair with very hot water. She loved my ringlets. Next, she ran a razor over my body and gave me a massaging skin scrub and exfoliation. I was directed to brush my teeth and use mouthwash again. Mistress Becky, would you excuse us? I need to prep the patient. of Mary, Becky kissed my cheek and walked out.

I was given a series of pills and a very small amount of water to wash them down. I was stripped of body hair and even my nail polish. She took extra care of my eyes. I felt very cared for in Mary's hands. She scrubbed my armpits and nipples as well. Once done, she did the same to my male tackle. I started to stiffen a bit. Oh, Sissy likes it.

I blushed. It's ok, baby. Let's get that cummy out of you. She massaged my prostate. I was hands-free in no time. I was silent the whole time. Mary smiled, said, Good girl, and kissed her forehead.

It was after 9 a.m., and I was led back to my room to change. I was given a satin pink patient dress that was 12" above the knee and a pink satin robe that hung a bit lower. For my feet, a 3" wedge slip-on sandals in pink My hair was pulled back into a bun, and capped with a surgical cap. All of it is pink. Mary said all girls get pink regardless of their genitalia. I love pink, don't you, Bree?

Yes, Mistress Mary.

She giggled—not yet, dear, but I love the sound of it. Thank you, Sissy. I smiled

Mary laid me on the gurney. Ian was putting my things away when I noticed him. He's so sweet to me. Mary put a sheet over me. Ian walked towards me, leaned in, and kissed my cheek. He said I couldn't wait to get you home and nurse you to health.

Mary batted her eyes at Ian, and he went over to her and kissed her deeply. I watched as this alpha female went weak in response to his tongue. I was jealous for a moment and realized Ian is a doll of sorts too, as I am going to be.

Just then, Doctor Channel walked in.

Morning everyone! Ah, Bree, all strapped in, I see.

Yes, Doctor Channel.

Good, I see everything is in order. Now a few things. Becky, you and Ian will have to observe from the theater seats above. Lisa, I would love for you to assist me today, as I'm shorthanded.

I'd be honored, Sophia.

Mary takes Dr. Lisa and assists her with preparing for surgery.

Yes, Doctor.

Doctor, please follow me.

Becky, Ian Please find your way to the theater. I need a moment with Bree.

Of course, said Becky.

Bree dear, I know you are sick of this question. And I know everything about your situation and the life we all live. That includes your sister, Carol. So I need to know if you are 100% certain about starting down this road.

100٪ doctor no. I am 99% sure. I know that when I am a girl, I am happy, confident, and feel like myself. If starting with a split tongue and some body-sculpting lipo is the way to start and prove to everyone I am committed to my word, it's what I need to do, and I am willing to do it. Being a part of your life is a privilege, and I will not disappoint my new family. Please help me become the person my mistress Becky wants and needs so I may bring her happiness and joy.

Ok Sissy She giggled. You are truly dedicated, as they said. Most men fool with it as a game. You are true to your word. I will make you my masterpiece. Sissy, together we will bring happiness to my best friend. She kissed me on the head.

I was wheeled into the operating room. I saw Dr. Lisa, Mary, and Dr. Sophia Channel, and I looked above. Ian and Mistress Becky were holding hands as I was put out, saying, You are fine, sissy. As I counted backward, everything went black.

Being under general anesthesia is a funny thing. You can slide in and out of conscientiousness, like dreaming. It's like being under a spell. I knew I was getting work done on body sculpting, a tongue split, and maybe even a lip enhancement. I felt moments of needles poking near my eyes very rapidly.

At one point, I thought I felt the sensation of a hand inside my chest. I was never fully conscious for a second, and I never felt any pain. It was affecting my dreams. I was all over the place with them. I dreamed I was 21 again, slipping out for a night to a bathhouse after a makeover at an out-of-town salon. I dreamed about all my cross-dressing adventures, both good and bad.

Now I am dreaming of the goddess Becky, an Alpha female who wanted everything I did. I dreamed of meeting her, a salon makeover, and a beautiful boy named Ian. The funny part: I remember my sister Carol somewhere in the mix. I remember Dr. Channel coming in and poking me, checking things, and hanging bags above me. I thought about my family and then remembered the accident. I remembered a woman's voice telling me to be strong and face it head-on. Do what needs to be done, then concentrate on my happiness.

That thought rang through my head. I remember the funeral, settling my family affairs, and crying for almost a week straight. I remember opening up to my mistress afterward. I remember her guiding me to exercise, diet, vitamins, and therapy.

I remember her messages and voice on the phone after the accident. I remember her support, and then that fateful day she invited me to San Francisco to meet. I remember the excitement and the fear. The rush I felt when my airline tickets and trip itinerary arrived in the mail the instructions that came with them.

All so hazy, but so real. I was on a wave of emotions. I have never surfed this wave before. I feel so very feminine now. My desire is to be pretty, soft, and submissive. My desires please my mistress, and my need to obey her

I could make out faint music in the background. I would wake up in a drowsy state. I saw Mistress Becky part of the time; mostly it was Mistress Lisa. She was always talking or whispering in my ears. It was like heaven the way I felt when she talked to me. My mind was on autopilot with her words.

One time I came too, to find a very tattooed woman sitting next to me. I was being poked. I relaxed and went back to sleep. The last time I woke, I heard a click and a small poke in my ears. I went back to sleep. This went on and on. I saw the tattooed lady a few more times. I felt pokes every time. My lips felt very sore and pokey; a tattooed lady was over my face, and my eyes felt like they were irritated. I tried to rub them, but I was restrained. Nurse Mary walked in, and back to sleep, I went.

Finally, I was starting to wake up when I saw Mistress Becky, Lisa, Sophia, and Nurse Mary all standing around me. I was still dizzy, but not as hazy as I was the few times I remember. Good afternoon, Bree. Happy birthday! They said it all together. I noticed their masks and gowns. I was in a very short pink satin-painting medical dress.

How long was I on the table? I asked. Which time? Sophia said.

How long have I been out of it? Then I noticed I was in a hyperbaric chamber.

10 days, sweetie! Mistress Becky spoke.

You are a masterpiece of medical art, sissy. Said Dr. Sophia. Mistress Lisa was a big help in sculpting you.

Ian is going to eat you up, said Mistress Becky.

My tongue? I stuck it out; it was split. I then noticed I spoke with a lisp. I loved it. Then the surprise changes all started to sink in. The first thing I noticed was the added weight on my chest; I had breasts. Not an A or B cup; I had C cups! My torso was really soar, and my skin felt weird. My whole torso felt like I was in a corset. I noticed my nails were filled and painted in a pink and white French style.

My nipples were a bit sore and itchy, and the barbells with heart-shaped shields on each were so pretty. I wasn't able to see much of my body. I loved my tongue. Mistress Becky spoke, sissy. You have been remade, sculpted, pierced, and tattooed. I own you now.

You are mine to dress, mold, and modify as I see fit. You are a girl now! congratulations sissy You passed all my tests. I know we said we'd start slow, but your operations went very well. We had the piercer and tattoo artist in and out the last couple of days. We wanted you to be both pleased and surprised. A few more days, and you can go home without peeking at the work. The mirrors had all been removed.

Yes, Mistress, as you wish.

Mistress, what has all been done to me? A lot more than the tongue, I am guessing.

Mistress Becky spoke. Sissy, there is a laundry list of mods done to you. For now, rest; you have your whole life to enjoy them, and so do I. Remember all our chats and all the things we wanted you to do for us?

Yes, Mistress Becky. I remember every word.

Sweetie You are over halfway there, and I am so proud of you. You are such a brave, willing, and trusting sissy. I know you will be happy. I know because I am happy. Rest baby girl.

With that, Nurse Mary walked to my IV and inserted two small syringes of medication, and I faded away.

3 days later,

I woke up feeling like I had a great night's sleep after a sex marathon. My whole body felt sore. After being on my back for 2 weeks and all the procedures I endured, it was no surprise that my whole body was sore. As I got up, I noticed the IV and another bag still in me. I walked to the bathroom. A note in the bathroom said to push when you are awake and ready to pee. As I was bandaged up, I pushed it. In came Nurse Mary. In a very tight white nurse uniform. She smiled and said, Sorry, no mirrors for you, baby girl, not yet. For the first time, I really noticed how Nurse Mary and the other staff all wore makeup a bit on the dramatic and dark side. I could feel my body getting a bit excited.

Nurse Mary asked, How are you feeling, Bree?

Mary was very sore with my new lip; it was hard not to smile.

Let me check your tongue.

I opened. She prodded my tongue with a delicate touch of her fingers. I think she knew I loved the attention. She'd squeeze and poke a bit to check.

the stitching and my pain level and swelling.

Its healing is very nicely done, Bree, and I love the shape of it. You are going to be using it a lot very shortly, trust me. Mistress Becky enjoys her oral worship. She told us that you offered to be her oral alarm clock. Is that true?

Yes, Nurse Mary.

You are a very special creature, Bree. I am so glad Mistress Becky found you. She has searched for you for a very long time. She is one of the most powerful women in SF and one of the most powerful in the state. She deserves to have you as her sissy doll. Serve her well, sissy girl.

Yes, Nurse Mary.

Mary finished my post-OP exam. She said I was healing well. She said that my body has taken very well to the surgeries. Dr. Channel used a couple of new surgical techniques on you. More effective results take less time to heal. The hyperbaric chamber accelerates healing and reduces swelling and recovery time.

Now I am going to unwrap and re-adjust your bandages in your groin and breast area. Spread your legs a bit and relax.

I did as I was told, and she adjusted the bandages, and it felt like a few other things had been done. I couldn't see anything. She wrapped me up and said, You will have to sit to pee from now on, sissy. Yes, Nurse Mary. She smiled.

I peed and wiped, and it felt a bit different. My penis is still there. It feels like it has changed positions now. I just figured I would find out very soon. I walked back to my bed and went to lie down.

Nurse Mary spoke.

Not so fast, sissy; time to walk. You have been in bed for two weeks.

Yes, Nurse Mary.

We walked together all over the clinic. She showed me all around. I found out that Dr. Marci Bowers trained Dr. Channel and is still someone Dr. Channel consults with regularly. especially in cases like mine. It was very exciting to learn all this. After 20 minutes, I was worn out. She tucked me in bed. Two shots in my IV tube, and I was out.

I woke up in the morning when Nurse Mary was putting in two more shots in my IV.

Are you ready for something to eat, sweetie?

Yes, Nurse Mary.

Let's take a walk, sweetie.

We went to a small cafeteria, and I sat down. Nurse Mary brought me a plate of scrambled eggs and a bran muffin. This was the first food I had had in two straight weeks. I ate, and we walked around for about twenty minutes. I was winded when we got back to my room. I went right to sleep. I woke up around 2 p.m. I was using the bathroom. When Doctor Sophia and Nurse Mary walked in,

Dr. Channel spoke. Are you ready to go home tomorrow, sissy?

Yes, Mistress.

How are you feeling?

not as sore as before, but still a bit beat up.

That is to be expected. Do you have any excessive pain anywhere, Sissy?

No Mistress

Good sissy very good. Let's have a look at you. They put a blindfold on me, stripped me bare, and started poking and prodding me, feeling me up all over. Instead of getting an erection right away, my nipples got harder than I ever remembered. I was loving it. I resisted moaning, but I slipped and let one out. Oooo! Dr. Sophia said her sensitivity has returned.

Yes, Mistress.

Good sissy, Ian will be picking you up at 5 p.m. tomorrow to take you home. But first, I have a treat for you, sissy. She walked me downstairs to a salon spa tucked in the back of the first floor. Again, all mirrors are covered. I was taken to a back room, given a quick colonic, and then given an hour-long massage. When Nurse Mary started, it was painful. By the time she was done, I was feeling much better, even a bit stronger. I have been weak for so long. Nurse Mary said, Are you ready for your prostate therapy?

Yes, Nurse Mary.

Good, turn to your right side. I did as I was told. My hole was lubed up, and she started massaging it. It was pure heaven. Mary was professional about it the whole time. She explained that because of my procedures, this had to be done to test my body to ensure my sensitivity responses.

I was all over the place with the ecstasy and emotion of it all. I wanted more. After about 15 minutes, I started cumming in wave after wave. She had me in my sweet spot, and she knew it. After what felt like six orgasms, my body was limp.

Mary made me walk for another 30 minutes, and by the time I got back to my bed, I was almost too tired to crawl into bed.

9 a.m., I was woken up, and Mary walked me to the small cafeteria for breakfast. I had a scrambled egg and sausage. Mary escorted me back to my bed, and we started packing me up. She laid me down for a nap. I said I was fine. She said to rest; you're going to need it.

11:30 am Mary woke me up; let's get you properly equipped. Mary placed me back in chastity and inserted my plug. Let's get you in a robe and get you made up.

Thank you, Nurse Mary; I missed my chastity and plug.

Mistress Lux said you cried and were worried Mistress was sending them home when she took them out and off.

Yes, I did.

The mistress is very pleased and impressed with Sweetie. She's been very generous with you. Be good to her and keep her happy. She will take great care of you.

That's my plan, nurse Mary.

We went to the salon room, and I put myself in a chair where Mistress Lux started working on me. She never said a word to me. She washed my hair, put rollers in my hair, and started my makeup. She worked quickly, too. Before I knew it, she was done, and it was almost 5 p.m.

Mistress Lux helped me in a pink silk blouse and a pink satin pencil mini skirt, along with pink 4mini boots with lace-trimmed ankle socks, accented with a wide black belt to accent my hips. Just before I walked out the door, Mistress very carefully put a large pink satin bag over my head and secured it with a locking collar.

No peeking, sissy, said Mistress Lux. Ian has just arrived. He will escort you down. By the way, sissy, you look amazing, baby.

Has Carol seen me yet, Mistress Lux?

No, sissy, she hasn't. She has been informed of your progress. Becky and Carol had lunch last week in LA. Relax, sissy; your escort is here.

Ian, she is all yours. Take the elevator; be careful with her; she's still a bit sore.

I will mistreat Lux. I will take good care of her. The mistresses can count on me.

Thank you, Ian.

Take my arm, Bree.

Ian loaded me into the car; it was his Audi A4.

As a guy, I was into cars. I can easily tell one from another blindfolded, which I was. He buckled me and felt me up a bit. I knew he would. I loved it. His muscles are rock, and his touch is as gentle as a woman, with soft skin.

Thank you, Ian. I missed you.

I missed you too, Bree. I thought about you every day. I can't wait to see what you look like.

Me either, I said.

We are here, Bree. The mistress is waiting inside.

Take my arm, baby, and I'll lead the way. You're a girl now, Bree. I will always treat you like one. You all, Ian, and I will always treat you as one. Thanks, baby; let's go. We walked into the house, and I could hear multiple voices. Ian led me into Palor. I heard Mistress Becky, Lisa, Channel, Lux, and Sabine. There was another voice I could hear that was very familiar. Just as I was about to figure it out, they went quiet.

I would figure it out soon enough.