Well, I think I must share how all this started.

It happened about 2 or 3 years ago. I never had any kind of interest on sissies or sissification, I was 100% straight and a normal man... but I must admit I was really curious about the different kinds of sexual relationships and experiences people were having into the Internet. Thus, I liked to surf the net watching different kind of sex web pages, and also chatting to that people who seemed interesting and, above all, who seemed honest and real (I learned that, unfortunately, a lot of people prefer to play a fantasy role instead talking honestly about their feelings, experiences and fantasies).

I met a person on a forum with a webchat who seemed to have very similar tastes to me. We liked to talk and share experiences and fantasies. One day, when I told him about my weakness for redheads, he told me he had sexy pics of a redhead friend of him. He shown me a couple, she was a "next-door" redhead, natural and curvy... but really sexy for me. He told me he had a lot of pics of her, because she liked to pose for him... but she also liked to be shown "appreciation" for her efforts, so, if I wanted more pics of her, I had to do a "tribute" with one of her pics (to cum on it).

 I knew about tributes and so on, but never did any by myself. But I wanted more, so, I printed one of her pics and wanked over it until I covered it in cum (and of course, had to take pics of the cummed pic as a proof for him and her). Honestly, it was difficult for me to cum like that, that was the very first time I was going to cum over a pic, so I was jerking standing next to the computer table, and not seated as I was used to do... I needed some time and a lot of imagination to be able to cum on the pic finallly.

Anyway, it worth the reward, because as soon as I sent him the proof pics he sent me back more pics of the redhead girl... and those ones were even hotter. It was clear then to me that she was a really adventureous girl, with a high sex drive.

This kind of "game" went on. He kept showing me sexier and more revealing pics of her... but also he became more demanding about the tributes, choosing the pic I had to tribute and giving some instructions about the proof pics (perhaps the angle, or saying that my cock should appear on some, perhaps that i had to be fully nude, etc..). So, this became a bit of a routine for me when I was with him: to watch a new pic of her... and then to perform the tribute as he wanted to get the rest.

This went on until, one day, he offered me the big prize: he told me that he had pics of her posing on latex and fetish outfits... even some bound, gagged and blindfolded.... but he wanted a very special tribute from me this time. I would get all her fetish pics only if I tributed her wearing lingerie.

That really surprised me, because I never thought about crossdressing or anything like that. But I really wanted those pics, so I accepted, thinking it would be as if being on a carnival, like a joke. So, I took a pair of panties and stockings from my wife's drawer, and went back to the computer room. Printed the pic (she was lying back on bed on that pic, wearing a very sexy lingerie with opening over her nipples and cunt), and got naked. Then, I put on the panties and stockings, I was expecting to feel nothing... but instead, when i felt those clothes on my body... I felt really excited... it felt as if a switch were pressed into my mind, overhelming me and sending very powerful mixed emotions throught my mind and body.

Now, I am sure he was expecting that to happen, I am sure he was pushing me towards that final point... because, when I told him I was dressed as he wanted... his behaviour towards me changed. He was no longer the chatting budy, the pal I shared some fantasies with... but instead now he started talking to me as he would talk to a horny slut, to one of those women who craves sexual attention on the net... and the more he talked to me like that.. the deeper i felt into that role.

Since that day, everything changed... specially my sexuality. He took full control of my sexuality, giving me precise instructions about how and when I was allown to cum. And I felt compelled to obey him, to follow his instructions as close as possible and, if that was impossible due to real life issues, inform him honestly....

Making a long story short... I stayed under his control for about 2 years... but then, unfortunately, it seemed to me that my real life issues and boundaries were too much for him, so, one day, he dissappeared and we didn't talked again since then.

When that happened... I thought that was my chance to be back to normal again, to regain control of my sexuality and be a "normal" man again. I tried that for some months.... but I failed, no matter how hard I tried.. my thoughts and fantasies always went back to those I was shown when he was training me.... I felt really confused and lost, and also felt in danger, because the harder I tried to be "normal" again, the harder I felt back into those feelings and thoughts.....

So, one day, I was really lucky to meet my actual Master and friend. I feel he understands me much better than I do, he knows exactly how to push me, how to train me, how to guide me on a safe way... and understands my doubts and real life issues....

He guided me to open this Imagefap account, upload those galleries... and also encouraged me to open this blog to share my thoughts, experiences and fantasies... I owe so much to him... and give so less...

I feel really lucky next to him.

Kisses

Lisa