Feminizing a Man

Submissive Slave for Mistress
by
Knobby

I knelt, the feeling of relaxed domination beginning now to grip me ever more tightly. Madam had begun to circle around me taking slow deliberate steps, as a foot fetish slave  I watched as best as I could as she honed in and out of my view, studying how on each footfall her heel twisted outwards slightly and exaggerated her beautiful feminine figure in motion. The catwalks of Milan are definitely missing out I thought to myself.

From behind Madam's thin cane touched the top of my head.

"Eyes down Knobby" Madam instructed evenly. I complied - striking now a penitent figure amongst the splendour.

"A question for you" she continued....."did you look down my corset young man? Think before answering."

I paused and tried to weigh the consequences of various answers. As I did Madam's perfect legs clad in lace top black stockings came into view in my right side peripheral vision. Not an aid to clear thought indeed. I decided upon honesty.

" Yes Madam....I did..I could not help myself" with as balanced a delivery as I could muster given the circumstances.

"Thank you for your honesty Knobby" Madam said as her heels screwed into the carpet as she turned to leave the room pausing only to lower my blindfold.

I waited maybe mere minutes, the a noise of a door opening, a scent of perfume, then again light as the blindfold was lifted once more. There in front of me on a low black table sat a top hat with a white paper ticket resting neatly against it on which was printed "Knobby's naughty forfeits" and full of folded pieces of writing paper.

"You must be brought to heel for your indiscretion Knobby....but I'll let you choose for yourself" said Madam with a slight, teasing smile......