January 2016 by Girl Stephanie
Next came the dressing and feminization. The stockings were a first for me, and definitely not a last. The feelings of them on my hairless legs as I moved sent shivers up my spine. The experience of having breasts, at least for a while, was when it all felt real. Having worn a bra before, but never breast forms made it all come alive in my head. At that moment, the female part of my psyche enveloped me, and I felt altogether different. At once myself, just with my conscious masculinity almost asleep. That bronze, satin dress you put me in was simply exquisite. I have found that when I express my feminine side, I become more demure, and a little coy. That dress resonated with these ideas within me. I simply melted into the pose that you photographed. Exploring this aspect of myself with you is something that greatly interests me.
The transformation moved onto to being bound on a table. The fact that you blindfolded me whilst you secured me was intriguing. All I could do was to become awash with the coarse feeling of rope sliding across, me pressing down; the sounds of jangling chains, along with sound of clasps clamping shut. You then proceeded to do things to me that, purely speculating now, included: placing a stationary vibrator next to my nether regions, flogging me, tickling me, and possibly using something with spokes against my skin. When this was finished, I was in sensory overload. I am glad that you brought me down and gave me some water, as I was lost in my head. The bondage elements were something that I had a lot of fun with.
Near the end of our session, we engaged in some light corporal play. I enjoyed what little flogging and spanking did happen. I am not aware of my current levels of tolerance towards pain is, but I am willing to engage in this type of play.
I enjoyed myself quite heartily at the hands of your ministrations.
Sincerely, Stephanie