Chinese Extremes Part 1

Phil could hardly take his gaze away from her crotch. Of all his dirty, little sexual fantasies, being transformed forcibly into a shemale was the one that excited him most. Before he could think any further Master spoke: "I am going to turn you into a super-feminine sissy and I will use any means possible. It will be painful, but since you will be the one experiencing the pain it is of no matter."

Master left Phil sitting gaping at Xue and the outline of his future as given to him. He went to lie down on the bed, leaving Xue standing in the same spot since she had not been given an order to move. At that moment a question just popped out of Phil's mouth aimed at Xue, although it was garbled by his gag it was clear enough: "What is it like being such a beautiful sissy-slave?" Xue's eyes registered no comprehension at all and behind them Master chuckled: "Xue is an American by birth like yourself, but she doesn't know that anymore. Her training was so brutal and comprehensive that she now remembers nothing about where she came from. Indeed she doesn't even speak English anymore. She now only understands Chinese. Now shut up and let me get some sleep." The Master said something in Chinese and Xue scampered to him with a smile on her face radiating pure love.

The night was extremely frustrating for Phil. Not only was he cold and uncomfortable bound and gagged as he was, but he was also very horny. Listening to Xue pleasing Master didn't make it better, but at least her chastity device was not removed and she was not allowed to cum. In the end as the noise died down, Phil was able to get a few hours of fretful sleep on the cold floor.