Sissy's New Life

Chapter Six: Lessons in Submission

Mitch could hardly believe it was time for university. The past few months had been a whirlwind of change, submission, and growth under the watchful eyes of Lanya and Alexandra. The money from their increasingly popular videos had afforded them a luxurious new home near the campus—a sprawling house with a hidden, fully-equipped dungeon in the basement. The prospect of balancing his new academic life with his entrenched role as a sissy submissive filled Mitch with a mix of excitement and dread.

The morning of his first day at university, Mitch awoke in his cage, as he had for many nights. The bars had become a comforting confinement, reminding him of his place and purpose. Lanya was the first to greet him, her touch gentle as she unlocked the cage and helped him to his feet.

"Good morning, my sweet sissy," she whispered, kissing his forehead. "Today's a big day for you."

Mitch nodded, trying to suppress the flutter of nerves in his stomach. "Yes, Mistress."

Lanya led him to the bathroom, where a warm bath awaited. She bathed him tenderly, washing away the remnants of the night and preparing him for the day ahead. Afterward, she dressed him in delicate, lace-trimmed lingerie—a garter belt, stockings, and a bra that felt both humiliating and arousing against his skin. Over this, she helped him into a pair of tight, revealing jeans and a shirt that barely disguised the feminine curves underneath.

"Remember, you must keep this secret," Lanya said, her voice soothing yet firm. "No one at the university can know what you truly are. But you'll always feel our presence, even when you're away from us."

Just as Lanya finished, Alexandra entered the room. Her demeanour was markedly different—strict, commanding, and exuding an aura of control that made Mitch's heart race.

"Are you ready for your first day, sissy?" Alexandra asked, her eyes narrowing as she inspected his appearance.

"Yes, Mistress Alexandra," Mitch replied, his voice trembling slightly.

"Good," she said, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "But we need to make sure you understand the gravity of your position. Follow me."

Mitch obediently followed Alexandra to the basement dungeon, Lanya trailing behind with a knowing smile. Once inside, Alexandra led him to the centre of the room, where a large mirror had been set up. She handed him a lipstick and gestured towards the mirror.

"Write 'I am a sissy slut' on your chest," she commanded.

Mitch's hands shook slightly as he obeyed, the cold lipstick tracing humiliating letters across his skin. Alexandra watched with a satisfied smirk as he completed the task.

"Now," she continued, "you need to understand that even while you're at university, you belong to us. You will wear these clothes every day. And tonight, we'll reinforce your submission in a way you'll never forget."

The day at university was a blur of classes and new faces, all while Mitch was hyper-aware of the lingerie beneath his clothes. He constantly felt the subtle tug of the garter straps and the delicate lace against his skin, a reminder of his hidden life.

As the sun set and the campus quieted down, Mitch returned to the new house. Lanya and Alexandra were waiting for him, their expressions a mix of anticipation and authority.

"Time for your lesson, sissy," Alexandra announced, her voice firm.

They led Mitch to the campus under the cover of darkness, moving with the practised stealth of those who knew how to avoid detection. They found a secluded area near one of the older buildings, a place shrouded in shadows and away from prying eyes.

"Strip," Alexandra ordered, her voice brooking no argument.

Mitch quickly obeyed, the cool night air prickling his skin as he removed his clothes, revealing the lingerie beneath. Alexandra handed him a marker and instructed him to write more humiliating phrases on his body: "Property of Lanya and Alexandra," "Sissy whore," and "Obey."

Once he was thoroughly marked, Alexandra produced a set of restraints and secured his wrists and ankles to a nearby bench. Lanya, ever the gentle yet firm presence, approached with a gag and a blindfold, securing them in place with practiced ease.

"Tonight, you're going to learn the true depths of your submission," Alexandra said, her voice a mix of dominance and satisfaction.

Lanya and Alexandra took turns teasing and tormenting Mitch, their touches alternating between soft caresses and sharp, stinging slaps. They used a variety of toys and tools, heightening his arousal while keeping him firmly in check. The blindfold rendered him helpless, every sensation amplified by his lack of sight.

At one point, Alexandra applied a small vibrator to his locked chastity device, the intense sensation driving Mitch to the brink of madness. His moans were muffled by the gag, his body writhing in a desperate attempt to find release.

"Feel that, sissy?" Alexandra taunted. "That's your life now. Always on edge, always needing but never receiving unless we allow it."

The intensity of the scene escalated further. Lanya introduced breath play, gently covering Mitch's nose and mouth with her hand while whispering soothing yet commanding words into his ear. The combination of arousal and restricted breath sent him spiraling into a heady mix of fear and ecstasy.

"You're doing so well, my sweet sissy," Lanya cooed. "Just let go. Trust us."

As if to punctuate the lesson, Alexandra produced a small jar of a foul-smelling substance. "This is your final test for tonight," she announced, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. She smeared the substance onto a cloth and held it near Mitch's nose.

Mitch recoiled at the smell, but Alexandra held firm. "Breathe, sissy. This is part of your training."

The humiliation and degradation reached new heights, each breath a reminder of his complete submission. Lanya continued to whisper reassurances, her voice a soothing counterpoint to Alexandra's harsh commands.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they released him from his restraints. Mitch collapsed onto the ground, his body trembling from the intensity of the experience. Lanya and Alexandra stood over him, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and approval.

"You've done well tonight, sissy," Alexandra said, her voice softer now. "But remember, this is only the beginning. You belong to us, body and soul."

Lanya knelt beside him, gently stroking his hair. "We're proud of you, Mitch. You've proven your devotion. Now, let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed."

Back at the house, they led Mitch to the bathroom, where they bathed him with the same tender care as before. The contrast between their harsh dominance and gentle affection left Mitch feeling both loved and utterly controlled.

As he settled into his cage for the night, Lanya and Alexandra exchanged a knowing look. Mitch's journey into deeper submission was far from over, but each step brought them closer, their bond stronger than ever.

Lanya knelt beside the cage, her eyes filled with love. "Goodnight, my sweet sissy. Sleep well."

"Goodnight, Mistress," Mitch replied, his voice filled with gratitude and devotion.

Alexandra's strictness and Lanya's softness balanced perfectly, guiding Mitch further into his role. Their journey was a complex dance of power, submission, and love, each day bringing new challenges and deeper connections.