Sissification

My sissy journey with Chastity Goddess – by Sissy Christie


I adore the feminization process and if you follow my blog, you may be aware that I have a gorgeous femme room in my Toronto studio where I offer a complete make over and feminization service. This includes: cross dressing, forced sissification and a sissy maid training service with a wardrobe full of stockings, high heeled shoes, lingerie, wigs and make up.

Here I am sharing a wonderful testimonial from Sissy Christie, detailing her evolution from curiosity to full blown fantasy to a real life encounter! I’m so honoured that she put her trust in me and that I was able to help her on her journey. 

chastity mistress torontoI always enjoyed watching girls preforming oral in videos. Eventually I begin getting undeniable feelings of jealous towards the female. These feelings bloomed and I became jealous for many reasons, which turned into a endurance test of wanting to turn the feelings off and gradually embracing them in times of arousal. Eventually the feelings started to win and in a time of sexually induced weakness I found the Chastity Goddess online.

Originally I was just temporarily giving into a fantasy; I started giving in more frequently. Thoughts of preforming oral and being feminized grew overpowering. A sexual appreciation for dominate woman emerged in the shadow of these desires. The attraction to dominate woman became the majority of my attraction to females. I looked at the Chastity Goddess’s service’s more often dreaming of her feminizing me to the point of chastity. The pictures of female clothing, makeup, wigs and toys being forced on me by a woman like the Chastity Goddess became an overpowering fantasy. At a time of great arousal I messaged her to inquire about her chastity and feminization assistance. She was quick to respond very kindly I felt like I could trust her with my fantasies. Again I temporarily gave into a fantasy and then quickly took my panties off. I put them on again what feels like countless times yet was powerful enough to deny the previous urge to contact the Chastity Goddess.

A pattern began to form regarding my growing need for feminization. I felt like I was slowly losing to it after many repeated defeats in attempt to control and restrict these originally unwanted internally enforced requirements for sissification. At times I wanted them. The duration and frequency of these times increased and I contacted the Chastity Goddess again. At this point what had been a fantasy had transformed into an inner sissy that became impossible to silence. The inner sissy communicated with the Chastity Goddess on my behalf in an attempt to rush an appointment. The Chastity Goddess was very welcoming once again and was able to accommodate with an appointment the following day. My inner sissy had won and after a long and tiring test of endurance maintaining control until the quickly approaching appointment was as easy as putting on panties. We were going to see the Chastity Goddess.

Excitement was hardly enough to contain the nervousness, embarrassment and feelings of shyness leading up to the sissy’s victory. This excitement was amplified by communicating with the Chastity Goddess. She helped me a long a tour of myself with a questionnaire designed to help ensure her services were catered to assist the bimbo that took over my body. Before I knew it I was at the Chastity Goddess’s door as if I had been delivered there by a magical slut that briefly let me regain control of my thoughts enough to know I felt terrified. The slut was smart and quickly crushed these fears pointing out that it was too late; that everything regarding the Chastity Goddess had been very reassuring and the need to meet her had continuously grown. It was hard to disagree and the path forward continued to look safe and inviting. The Chastity Goddess welcomed me into my fantasy as she somehow made me feel calm and more relaxed than expected and my inner sissy got to take a break. After a quick chat with me and removing any anxiety the slut inside me missed the Chastity Goddess left me to a room with a chastity cage a mirror and abundant accommodations including several girly robes. She warmly told me what to do and left us, my inner sissy smiled as I put a chastity cage for the first time admitting defeat and put on a beautiful pink robe. I felt embarrassed as I left the room already straining against the cage as I walked in the robe. I was overwhelmed when the Chastity Goddess walked me into her boudoir, my eyes darting trying to take in all the fantastically feminine features.

Chastity Goddess proceeded to seduce the sissy to the surface with pretty cloths including a corset. I was still holding onto the Chastity Goddess as she played with the sissy inside me and talked to me making me feel so aroused against the chastity cage yet relaxed. It felt like the sissy was starting to get to the surface. She applied makeup matching a beautiful wig and girly outfit that I was now wearing, my pink lips feeling so wet and inviting. The chastity cage helped the escaped sissy show its power with every futile throb causing no erection. Yet having no choice but to remain flaccid was truly the power of the incredible Chastity Goddess. Quickly I began to feel so happy being near her and felt so safe next to her like every fear and concern I ever had was somehow removed when she made me wear my inner sissy. I stumbled in heels as she talked to me and increased my feeling of femininity and somewhere between the magical boudoir and a more playfully oriented area me and the sissy inside just became a sissy. Slowly in the most calming and nurturing manner the Chastity Goddess relieved me of more of my fears and concerns. The more control she took over me safer I started to feel. Soon I began to feel and greatly appreciate a wide variety of entirely new feelings. The feelings grew stronger as the Chastity Goddess used her amazing abilities to ensure that I and my inner sissy just remained… a sissy.

After I acknowledge I was a sissy and that my throat was sore and my bum was buzzing the Chastity Goddess relinquished her complete caring control and I went back to the first room alone. I took off the amazing girly outfit the Chastity Goddess used to bring out the sissy but I still was a sissy and missed it immediately. I took off the cage and found a different smaller cage waiting for me to keep which I had asked the Chastity Goddess about when I made the appointment.  I was able to clean myself and wash with more provided by the Chastity Goddess then required. I put on my regular cloths as I stared at the lingerie with longing and excitedly picked up my cage. I missed the Chastity Goddess before we said good bye. As I left she left me with feelings of happiness, excitement, and acceptance among a whirlwind of other positive feelings and emotions some completely new.

I am still not sure how the Chastity Goddess knew that part of me better than I before we met, nor am I sure of how exactly she surfaced the sissy inside of me so simply. I am sure I will always adore the adventure I had in her comforting capable hands. I am a sissy and I feel the Chastity Goddess allowed me to want to be a sissy. I will forever thank her regardless of whoever else I may or may not share this with. The Chastity Goddess will forever be the Goddess I worship and dream of with each failed thrust against the confinement of chastity. Chastity Goddess gave me a cage but inside of the cage was freedom; freedom for a sissy that cannot wait to once again meet the wonderful Chastity Goddess.

Sissy Christie