A sissy sexy crossdresser, femboy, cock craving slut 28 years old, stood at the entrance of the bar where he was supposed to meet his new mentor, a dominant transgender woman named Mistress Alexis Regal, who would take him under her wing and teach him everything he needed to know about being the best submissive slut he could be. The place was already packed with people, the music thumping loudly in the background, and the air thick with anticipation.
Lara’s heart raced as he thought about what might happen tonight. He had always been fascinated by the idea of serving a powerful mistress, someone who could make him feel completely helpless yet totally wanted. And now, finally, his dream was about to come true. Or so he hoped… Dressed in a skintight red dress that hugged his curves and showed off his massive tits, Lara looked every bit the part of a sultry seductress. But beneath the makeup and false eyelashes beat the heart of a man desperate for approval and submission.
As he scanned the crowd for signs of Mistress Alexis, his eyes were drawn to a group of three towering figures standing near the back wall. One look told him they were all musclebound alpha males – exactly the kind of men who would relish dominating someone like him. His cock twitched involuntarily in his lacy black panties. Taking a deep breath, Lara pushed through the crowd towards them. As he approached, one of the men stepped forward and leered at him, running a rough hand over his ass cheek before giving it an hard slap.
“Looking for some fun, little slut?” he growled.
Lara trembled but didn’t reply. Instead, he pulled out his phone and pretended to check a message, hoping against hope that Mistress Alexis wouldn’t make him spend the night servicing these brutes.
Suddenly, a warm voice rang out from behind him. “Well, well, well,” it purred. “What have we here?”
Lara turned around, relief washing over him as he saw Mistress Alexis Regal standing there, her presence commanding respect. She was dressed in a tight leather corset that accentuated her curvaceous figure and a pair of thigh-high boots that made her seem even more dominant. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the scene before her.
“Looks like someone needs to be taught a lesson about respect,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. The alpha male who had been harassing Lara stepped back, a mix of surprise and fear on his face.
“You know better than to mess with my students,” Mistress Alexis continued, her voice firm but not unkind. “Come here, sweetheart,” she said to Lara, beckoning him closer. He approached her, feeling a sense of safety and comfort he hadn’t felt before.
She wrapped her arms around him in a hug, squeezing him tightly. “I’ve got you now,” she whispered in his ear. “No one will hurt you while I’m around.”
Lara melted into her embrace, feeling tears of relief welling up in his eyes. He knew that with Mistress Alexis by his side, he would finally find the acceptance and submission he craved. As they moved away from the crowd, Mistress Alexis led Lara to a secluded corner where they could talk without being disturbed. She sat him down and began to explain the ropes, teaching him about the art of submission and how to please a dominant partner. Hours passed as Mistress Alexis regaled Lara with tales of her experiences and showed him various techniques. Lara listened intently, absorbing every word like a sponge. His mind was filled with images of serving and pleasing, of being completely under someone else’s control.
Finally, as the night drew to a close, Mistress Alexis declared it time for Lara to put his newfound knowledge to the test. She guided him through a series of exercises, showing him how to move, how to speak, how to make himself vulnerable yet irresistible. By the end of the night, Lara felt like a different person. He had learned so much from Mistress Alexis, and he knew that she would always be there to guide him. As they parted ways, Mistress Alexis gave him a knowing smile.
“You’re going to be a great submissive slut,” she said, patting him on the cheek. “Just remember what I taught you, and never forget who you belong to.”
With those words, Lara felt a sense of purpose wash over him. He knew that he had found his place in the world, and he was ready to embrace it fully. As he walked out of the bar, he couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of what the future held for him.