Female led relationships discussion

It sounds really cheesy to say it, but total submission and chastity rescued my relationship from falling apart in sadness and frustration. I used to be a pretty poor excuse for a partner. I’ve always loved Miss with all my heart, yet I had issues that if they continued, I’d lose her. Formerly, I was the Daddy Dom in our dynamic, and she was my little girl. It was great at first, but I started taking things for granted. I became inattentive to her needs both as a little one and as my fiancée. I also got frustrated during arguments when she would have panic attacks; I thought she was doing it just to win the argument. Looking back, I’m disgusted by how poorly I treated her toward the end of that period.

Then she told me we were taking a break because she couldn’t handle me anymore. I was crushed, and since I hadn’t yet recognized my bad behaviors, I was taken completely off guard. She confronted me with all my faults, making me admit to every single awful thing I’d done. She said she should leave me because finding someone else who treats her right would be no problem for her. By the end of it, I was sobbing and begging her for another chance. The Daddy Dom role was gone, dead and buried. She told me to let her have a week alone so she could think everything through.

Even though losing her filled me with anxiety, I resisted calling her. After five days, she called and said she was coming over. When she arrived, she explained that we weren’t breaking up, but I would have to change significantly. My behaviors were unacceptable, and she refused ever being treated poorly again. I wasn’t dominant anymore because it made me an asshole, and she wouldn’t be ‘little’ around me anymore because it left her too vulnerable to my toxic behavior. From then on, I had to obediently follow every word she said or risk losing her. When I asked how long this would last, she told me it would always be like that. Meekly, I asked, “You don’t want me as your Daddy anymore… little one?” Then came the hardest thing I’ve ever had to swallow.

“Wolfie, you are a total disappointment as my Daddy. In fact, for the last 6 months, I haven’t even thought of you as a man at all. I only kept being your little girl because I love you. To tell you the truth… Your cock doesn’t satisfy me. It’s never satisfied me. Look at it! It’s tiny. It looks like it belongs on a woman! The reason we do anal is that it’s the only way she can be filled by you. Do you know why I giggle when you take your clothes off? It’s because your flaccid cock is pathetic, and I can’t help laughing.

I was totally crushed. Tears poured down my face, but I stayed silent. We’d been together two and a half years at that point, and never in all that time did I satisfy her. Two and a half years believing she loved my cock and loved being fucked by me. After giving me a minute to process my world falling apart, she brought up the time when I wanted her to sissify me. Wide-eyed, I nodded.

When we briefly tried sissification before, we bought a chastity device and some panties in my size, among other things. We had one scene once, but because I had the terrible habit of topping from the bottom, she ended up hating it, and we never tried again. But then, she pulled out that idea. She explained that if I wanted to stay with her, she was going to feminize me because I could never be a man in her eyes ever again. She would make me into her girlfriend. This feminization wouldn’t look like the sissy attempt.

She reassured me the goal was to make me a better partner for her. Her pleasure would always come before mine. I would show my love by being obedient and loyal. I’d be expected to learn makeup, skincare, how to dress, and how to behave, with her guiding every step of the way. The only time I could ‘pretend’ to be a man was if I were working or doing something public at home. Since I didn’t have a job then, she reminded me, I would be feminized 100% of the time.

The last important detail is that I wouldn’t have sex with her like a man again unless she desired it otherwise. I’d wear chastity for at least three months; if I asked to be let out before that period ended, she would unlock me and leave. She reminded me once more that her pleasure is the only thing that matters, so I shouldn’t worry about ever cumming again. She instructed me on how to eat her out exactly as she likes it, and I had to oblige whenever she told me to go down on her. She’d also be fucking my ass regularly now. Since half of our sex before the break was anal, she said it’s only fair that she gets to fuck her girlfriend’s ass. What frightened me most, though, is when she mentioned that one day what I give her might not be enough, and she might find a real man to fuck her. I begged her not to, and she calmly shushed me, telling me I should be begging her to have a man fill her like I never could. She may not ever do it, but I need to be fully prepared.

All this hit me hard; I was reeling with my head spinning. Now sobbing uncontrollably, I realized I love her more than anything and anyone in the world. I would fight and die for her and scream our love to the heavens. I had to accept her offer. I cried because I knew my old life was over. I hung my head and slowly nodded. She sat by me, hugged me, asked if I understood what it meant and if I was sure. I nodded again. And just like that, my training began. I was instructed to take off my clothes, which I did obediently. Once my underwear came off, she smirked and giggled at how tiny and cute my cock is, then laid me down on our bed. Almost as a last-ditch effort to avoid chastity, my cock quickly hardened as she sat beside it. She smiled and shook her head no. She took apart the pink Holy Trainer v1 Small, iced my now-shriveling cock, rubbed lube on the area quickly, slipped the base ring on, inserted the tube, guided the lock through the pin, clicked it shut—and that was it. The deal was sealed.

During those three months, she molded me as promised. First, she got me to accept that my cock is “tiny, pathetic, and girly.” I repeated this phrase 20 times a day whenever she asked why I’m locked up or in a dress or not allowed to fuck her. Her favorite dildo was eight inches tall; before bed, she would hold it up next to my caged cock for me to laugh at. That drove the point home: My cock wasn’t anywhere near as big. It really was pathetic! I really can’t satisfy her with just my cock! After a few days of being locked away, I became dramatically more submissive and obedient. I started doing all the housework in whatever outfit she’d laid out while she was at school. Sometimes, when she got home, I was naked except for the cage; I greeted her warmly, and she would pull down her pants so I could happily lick and suck on her. Other times, I got to eat her out during idle activities like watching a movie together. I’d gently go down on her for hours at a time.

I craved her affection while denied, doing anything she asked just to hear her say “Good job, sweetie.” I asked about her day, how she was feeling, and if she wanted to go out on a date or get dinner, much like when we first started dating. When she wanted a cock inside her, she’d put the strap-on device on me and instruct me on fucking her. Soon, I learned exactly how to do it properly and would really go to town. It was fun because I never worried about cumming too quickly. She even started screaming my name! But she wasn’t the only one enjoying things; she loves pegging me too. Apparently, I am the cutest slut she’s ever seen. After a few weeks of training her ass with mine, she could fuck me however she pleased. Once, I actually came while she was fucking me.

I worked so hard in my life. And she showered me with praise, telling me how proud she was and that I came like a girl does.

Near the end of those three months, to test my obedience, she invited her best friend over to watch my cage being removed. When Miss told me this, I freaked out, but she explained that she’d been keeping her friend updated since the day I agreed to be feminized. They were both in the living room when Miss instructed me to come in. I greeted them wearing a short skirt, thigh-high leggings, and a white button-up top, all done up from head to toe.

Her friend immediately burst out laughing and praised Miss’s work.

“You really do have him trained,” her friend observed.

“She. And you have no idea. She’s the perfect girlfriend!” Miss said, reminding her friend to refer to me as a girl.

“Can I see HER cage? I wanna see!”

“Well, Wolfie? Show her your cage.”

I lifted my skirt and revealed a lacy thong, which made her friend roar with laughter while Miss smiled from ear to ear. I lowered my panties down to my knees and held my skirt up.

“Oh my God! It really does make her cock totally useless, huh?”

“She can’t even get hard! She wouldn’t dare think of cheating; she can’t touch herself, has to sit down to pee, and her little cock is all mine.”

“That thing won’t make it any smaller than it already is?”

“Why don’t we find out?”

Miss walked over and unlocked my cage for the first time in three months. She’d gotten good at cleaning with a q-tip so I wouldn’t have to take the cage off entirely. The tube slid off, and as we all saw my cock, it was embarrassing. She took a ruler and measured out 1.5 inches. My face glowed red as she told her friend and shook her head. She moved to the side so her friend could see better. Her friend gasped and jumped up for a closer look, pinching my cock between her index finger and thumb. I gasped too; looking down, I saw that her thumb covered all of the shaft, reminding me just how pathetic my cock is.

“I’ve never seen anything like this! That’s really a cock?! How did you even feel it inside of you? Why did you let him inside of you? It’s so smooth! He shaves his little cocklet. You’re right; if girls had cocks, this is what they’d look like.”

“Yes, it’s a real cock. She gets bigger when she’s hard; we use waxing strips to remove her pubic hair, and I fell in love with her before I knew how tiny her cock was.”

“Make her hard; I wanna see what we’re working with, haha.” This made me wince, but I remained there holding my skirt up. Miss kissed me on the lips and whispered in my ear that she was so proud of me. Her hand gently grazed across my crotch, and for the first time in months, I felt a stirring. She used two fingers like her friend had done earlier and slowly rubbed my cock. It grew fairly quickly, reaching its full size within moments, which was visibly smaller than when the cage was first put on. I whined at how truly useless my cock seemed.

They measured again; it was just under 4 inches. And thin.

“Wow, he lost about a half an inch. From what I’ve read, it’ll eventually go back to its normal size. Now, Wolfie, pull your panties up and tell my friend why you are feminized.”

“My cock is tiny, pathetic, and worthless, Miss. You knew I would be a better girl than a boy, so you made me into one.”

“And do you agree with Miss’s decision?”

“Yes, Miss. I failed at being a man.”

“Do you regret letting me feminize you?”

“No, Miss.”

“Very good, Wolfie. Now that your three months are up, you don’t have to wear your cage anymore. Can I trust you not to touch yourself?”

“Yes, Miss. I promise not to touch myself.”

“Good girl. What do you think about Wolfie’s transformation?”

“Girl, you did an amazing job. She is so cute; her entire personality changed for the better, and she obeys every last word you tell her! But you had to do this; I think my clit is bigger than that. At least it’s adorable!”

Miss knelt down, pulled my panties up over my cock, and kissed it through the fabric. The jolt of pleasure made me yelp.

“Does he sound like a girl when you fuck him?”

“Of course! He pushes back into me too. He loves my cock!”

“Are you sure I can’t interest you in a night with Joe? His cock is 8 inches! You’ll be screaming!” My eyes darted up at her. Please, don’t, I thought. I want to be yours, and you be mine…

“Mmm, let me think about it. Would you take Wolfie for the night?”

“Absolutely! I wanna rock that little girl’s world.” My thoughts raced. She’s really going to do it. And I’m going to be fucked by another woman. She said I should be ready for this, but I thought she was just scaring me…

They chatted a bit longer while I did my chores and served snacks. When her friend left, Miss said she wanted to talk to me. She gushed about how proud she was of my transformation and reveled in what a good girl I had become.

She sat on my lap and began furiously making out with me. I became hard immediately, and she giggled while still kissing me. Her hands raced from my chest to my waist and settled there. With one quick movement, my top was off, followed by the bra shortly after. Oh god, I’m going to have sex! With Miss!

She took her shirt off to reveal her amazing, small, perky breasts and put my hands on them. I groped her feverishly, as if my life depended on it. She stripped her pants off, pulled my skirt and panties down hurriedly, and wrapped her hand around my cock.

She started pumping very slowly, but alarm bells went off because I was already getting close. She shuffled down and licked the underside of it, sending shivers across my whole body. I was so intensely sensitive that she could see it in me; she loved it.

“Don’t worry, Wolfie. I don’t expect much from your cock. I’m just rewarding you for being so good today.”

“I… Love you, Miss! Thank you for staying with me. I would be lost and alone without you…”

“Hmm, I love you too, Wolfie. You worked hard to change who you were. Don’t forget what you’ve learned, don’t go back to who you were, and I will never let you go.”

Then, to my astonishment, she guided my cock into her pussy, and I nearly lost it. I’d forgotten what her pussy felt like.

“Nope, still too small. Sorry, but you’ll have to stay my girlfriend.”

She started riding my cock very slowly, never lifting off me, probably because she thought it would immediately slip out. I was focusing all of my energy on holding back, but it was quickly becoming futile. She could see it in my eyes as she sped up slightly.

I slipped over the edge and began spilling inside her. I cried out and moaned loudly. The orgasm rocked me to the foundation of my soul. I heard her moan in pleasure along with me; she told me that I filled her with so much cum, and that the sensation was turning her on.

I got maybe five or six breaths before she slid her pussy up to my face and nestled it down. My mouth was being filled with my own cum! This made me unbelievably turned on. I hungrily licked and swallowed all the cum I could from inside of her as she rolled and rocked in pleasure.

I was intoxicated by her sitting on my face, forcing me to swallow my own cum from within her. I was hers; there was not a doubt in my mind. I’d never felt more complete or right where I belonged.

After she had worked up three or four orgasms, she rolled off and cuddled next to me, spent. I was lost in thought. I’d gotten an orgasm! I’d been working under the assumption that orgasms were lost to me except when being fucked. But I’d really cum inside Miss! And her making me eat her creampie… not only did it not disgust me, but it turned me on much more than anything else I’d ever done.

I loved that woman, that perfect Goddess among mortals. I craved her pleasure. I wanted more than anything for her to bask in earth-shattering orgasms. She deserved a real cock, a big one, from a real man. I came inside her in less than 30 seconds and didn’t moan once until the climax hit.

I rolled over and asked if I could ask her something.

“I love you and my devotion to you is everlasting… So… Please, if it’s what you desire… go ahead and fuck a genuine man.” “Mmm, you foolish girl. I knew you’d end up pleading with me to let another man take care of you.” She smiled, looking pleased. “You were correct, Miss… Apologies for my pathetic cock. The least I can do is urge you to have real sex. You deserve a proper cock.”

I could have done it already, and if the mood struck me, I would have by now. Without any doubt, I’d say you are completely feminized, Wolfie. You’ve become my girlfriend, destined one day to be my wife because of my love for you. Because I care so much, I know your heart better than you do yourself. Let me ask you straight: do you wish to return to being a man? This is the moment. But if you choose to remain as a woman, I’ll remove your cage. Your cock fits perfectly under panties.

This question caught me completely off guard. Did I want that? No. My anxiety and depression have vanished; I finally feel like I have a purpose in life. I feel attractive, no longer burdened by society’s expectations regarding my small penis. In fact, I don’t even need to wear the cage anymore! Then again, it has basically done its job. I am completely submissive towards Miss. I WANT that submission from her. I shook my head.

“Then it is decided. You are a girl, my girl now and forever. To celebrate… would you like to ride my cock?”