u/LiliaAurat

Story time on how a girl lost her virginity. And got addicted to cock.

Going by train overnight can be a hassle. I arrived with some severe sleep deprivation and a tingeling clitty for the first time, we met in person. The excitment kept me up, finally it would happen. A heatwave was just coming in and I felt the least feminine ever, just my cage reminding me of who I am and what my purpose was: Serving him.

It's just so easy to obey, when you know your daddy is genuinely caring about who you are. We stopped over at his place, because check-in would be in the afternoon, and I could just drop off the bags until then. It was a shared flat so the hotel was the optimal choice for the stay, but for now, his room was just fine.

The sun has already heated up is room so - just for convenience - he started to undress partly in front of me just staring in disbelieve unable to know what to do and how to feel. The long denial just kept me from thinking about anything but the one thing, I already planned. I got down on my knees, looking up, my hands offering my keys to him. Finally, the cage not mine anymore, my clitty rightfully his.

Shortly after I found myself worshipping and sucking his cock. From all that I imagined, trained with a dildo, nothing even slightly matches this experience. I was doing something I never imagined would happen. The ice was broken. I stripped naked in this hot room, he ordered me to lay down. It was just the bare me. Nothing like I planned to be. Just the little unprepared sissy, no hot lingerie, no cute outfit, no make-up, no perfume, just a sweaty, little thing with caged and leaking clitty.

With his first load, he claimed the cage as his. The denial was hitting hard, my legs were becoming weak, I was trembling with all this lust burning inside of me. In this moment wasn't aware of the thing he had created through the last 1.5 weeks. Some time later, he lubed up and pushed deep into me, finally taking my virginity and claiming my pussy as his. I wasn't able to comprehend this to any other experience before. Of couse, I had trained this as well, and I can confidently say, I found out how to perform a shattering sissygasm on myself. Getting fucked is so much different, serving with my pussy - even though I did not sissygasm - is one of the greatest pleasures for me.

Still denied, the succubus arose from within me. I couldn't keep my hands off him. Stroking his cock, sucking desperatly. In many times just for the love of it, sometimes to make him cum again, tasting his wonderful seed in my mouth. By the time he came the foruth time, we had already moved in into the hotel. He was just laying besides me, sleeping, while I was wide awake, without any orgasm, my clitty locked and burning, my pussy hurting, still craving for more, but the happiest sissy girl I could have ever been.

Story time on how a girl lost her virginity.

One day I got a message here on reddit, telling me how beautiful I was and that he loved the cage I was wearing. I get a lot of those messages so it wasn't anything special. I mostly try to answer chat requests, just to play a little and see how it works and most conversations die pretty fast. Sometimes it's just a short admiration, sometimes I just don't like to keep going, sometimes it's fun. This was one of those, who kept the talk going on. Things got a slight sexual turn fast, also nothing special on this hellhole of a site.

But... We got fast to the things just around all this sissy stuff, the "boring" things, less the fantasy more the reality. The more we talked the more boxes were checked. Some people already know I advocate for those things like consent, aftercare, clear distinction between sissy and person. The man was a walking green flag, like the dream daddy for a sissy. And he didn't own a sissy ...

I hesitated. I was just free again from my first "owner" - he deleted and never came back. And he was just a friend to talk with and those "dom best friends" are rare as well. I didn't want to be his sissy. We had fun though, he was checking my cage and underwear, I got pics of a wonderful cock, I did my first chastity tribute to a video of him coming. We were playing, causual. After some time I realised: I was his sissy. I never intended, it just happened. Like natural he bacame my daddy. His praised me as good girl and I realised, I would do anything to her those words from him.

I thought about meeting him. I wanted him to be my first man who will ever take my pussy. He lived 700 km away in another country. 10 hours by public transport and we made it work. I got time off, he too, we both checked us for STDs, booked a hotel. He played on my love for denial for the 1.5 weeks before meeting, melting my ability to think straight at all, turning me into a ravaging cock hungry succubus. Then the day came...

Just sharing my experience:

Being in chastity is a wonderful thing. I love how it has transformed me into an obedient girl. What I love most is the denial. Especially when it hits me out of nowhere.

Just sitting and staring, hands rushing trying to touch myself, feel myself but unable to do anything aside from begging for release, waves of lust pulsing through my body, no clear thought, just the need. The need to cum, the wishful hopes for the ecstasy of an orgasm. Me becoming a whiney, horny mess without any other thing in life as the this one thought: "I want to cum so bad" but no release, no pleasure.

I love this feeling. I love the denial, this unexplainable horniness which fills all of me. And then it's gone. In a moment you are just an empty girl. No desire, no pleasure, just a thing lying there in wet panties