Sissy Hypnotized into Serving

I knew my sweet little sissy had been too scared to take the next step. He loved dressing up in the panties I chose, he loved calling me Mistress Emersyn, but whenever I teased him about getting on his knees for a real cock, his eyes would widen and he’d squirm away. That hesitation only made me want to push him harder.

So I came up with a plan. Tonight, I told him to lie down, lace stockings hugging his thighs, a pink satin ribbon around his cock cage. So pretty. I dimmed the lights, put on something soft and sultry in the background, and told him to focus on nothing but my voice.

“Breathe in, sissy… every exhale makes you weaker, every word I whisper sinks deeper. You don’t have to think. Just obey.”

✨ “It’s more than phone sex; it’s a hypnosis fantasy for sissies, cock-hungry sluts, and anyone aching for taboo domination.”

His eyes fluttered, his lips parted, and I knew he was mine. I painted the picture slowly, planting the craving in his mind. The warmth of a thick cock filling his mouth. The taste. The ache of wanting more. I made him imagine kneeling while I stood behind him, stroking his hair, whispering how proud I was as he gagged and drooled for me.

By the time I snapped my fingers, he was glassy-eyed and desperate. “Mistress… I want it. I need it.” The words spilled out before he even realized.

✨ “Sissy Hypnosis, listen daily. The effects will last Forever. You are a Sissy Slut now. Submit to Alpha cock.”

And that’s when I told him the truth: his first cock would be for me. He’d suck and serve while I watched, moaning with satisfaction as I let a real man bend me over. My sissy, hypnotized, humiliated, and finally broken into the slut I always knew he could be.