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From: "Paula Puffer" <papuffer@psquareddoc.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Kendra Part I (Femdom, CD, Feminization, D/S)
Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2001 18:10:02 -0400
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This is the first of the Kendra Stories. I honestly don't know how many
stories will be in the series. *LOL* there are all kinds of possibilities.
Please send feedback to mistress@hyperlinkservices.com

Copyright 2001 by Mistress Paula. All rights reserved. Permission
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Kendra
By Mistress Paula

My darling Kendra. Of all the girls I have trained over the years, she, by
far, was my favorite. Six months of my training had refined her to
perfection. She sucked cock and took it in the ass with the best of them.
Never complaining as her mouth and ass were stretched repeatedly. Not bad
for the nervous, hesitant, gawky sissy I interviewed eight months ago.

My name is Madame Sophia and I run the strictest training school for sissies
in the southern United States. It wasn't what I had planned to do with my
life....it just happened.

In college, I spent more time hanging around the drag queens, crossdressers
and transgendered girls than I spent studying. They were fun, and they
wanted my opinion so I gave it to them. I critiqued. I created. I corset
trained them and helped them to enhance their bodies. I watched them bloom
into beautiful women.

As my ladies went out into the world, word spread and I soon found myself
with a thriving training business and more clients than I knew what to do
with. So after the first five years of training the girls, I took a break
and wrote everything down -- the application and interview process, the
training order, and of course, the skills my girls needed to graduate from
Madame Sophia's Training School for Sissy Sluts.

Its been 15 years since I developed my plan and Kendra is the best student I
had accepted to date. I wasn't planning on accepting her at first, but
something about her manner and the way she moved changed my mind. When she
interviewed, she was demure and quiet. Her eyes always down. Although she
wasn't as well groomed as some of the others, there was a hidden depth to
her sexuality that came through in her modeling portfolio.

Kendra arrived on July 1 at precisely eleven a.m. Her predecessor opened the
door dressed in a proper maid's uniform complete with black high heels and
brought Kendra into the formal living room. I watched her reflection in the
mirrors as she took in the opulent expanse of the room. A grand piano, plush
Persian carpets, a long leather sofa and expensive antiques were just a few
of the rewards I had treated myself from the tuition of my special training
course. As Kendra looked at the creature before her once more, her eyes
widened as she realized that the maid before her had been in her position
six months ago.

"Strip" I ordered. Kendra slowly took off the masculine apparel she has worn
to my estate, keeping her head down the entire time.

"Judith, take Kendra's clothes to the incinerator. She won't need them for
the next year." As I stood up, the long, black skirt of my suit brushed the
tops of my boots. I gently tugged on the wrists of my gloves before picking
up the Conductor's Baton I had left in the wingback chair.

Kendra stood in the middle of the room, her arms at her sides. I walked
toward her and began circling her form, reaching out with the gloved hand or
riding crop to test different areas of her body. I took note of the things
that had to change so that hidden girl I had seen in her portfolio could
fully emerge.

"Kendra, you have paid your tuition and agreed to put yourself in my hands
for the next year. For the first six months, you will be trained and groomed
to be the very best woman you can be. You will make sure that your skin is
soft and supple. You will make sure that you have NO stubble on your body.
You will pluck your eyebrows and learn to put on makeup properly.

"In addition to training your body and grooming properly, I will open your
body to all sorts of sensations. You will learn to suck cock, lick pussy,
and be the center of an orgy without hesitation. You will learn how to dress
and how to undress. You will learn to service whomever I desire you to
service regardless of gender and number.

You will call me Mistress and always end your sentences with the word
Mistress to show your respect to my superiority and position. Failure to do
any of these things means punishment.

"When you complete the first six months, you will spend another six months
here as a maid waiting on the one who comes after you, just as Judith will
wait on you. You will still be available to service those who want you. By
the time you leave here, you will be a well-trained sissy girl.

"When it is time to leave, you will be given a choice of what you want to
do. You may decide that you want to go back to your old life, living as a
man during the day and a sissy-slut during the night, as you have lived for
the last several years. Or, you may choose to continue to live as a girl
full-time living in my bordello. You would continue to service a select
clientele of my choosing. You of course would receive some money from this
occupation to meet your personal expenses. However, the majority of the
money would be used to train you further and cover my expenses."

Of course, I had no intention of letting Kendra leave me. Her training was a
major investment in my time and effort and I always make sure that my
investments pay off. The reality was that for the rest of her life, Kendra
was mine and would service myself, my friends, and my clientele. The fact of
the matter is that I have found that my girls are much more trainable if
they think this is short term. And the reality is, that by the time I am
through, my girls can't go back to the real world. They are sluts in the
truest sense of the word and I have the pictures to prove it.

The entire time I told her this, I walked around her and watched. Kendra's
head stayed bowed but her excitement of being here could not be hidden. Her
nipples were tight and hard and her "clit" hardened as I looked her over. As
I neared the end of my speech, I stopped in front of her, took her chin in
my leather-gloved hand and tipped her head up so I could see her face and
eyes as I asked the final question.

"You understand that the man you were no longer exists. Mark Johnson is your
history, Kendra is your future. Are you ready to submit your will to me
Kendra, and become the sissy you really are?"

Kendra struggled for a moment, trying to deny her desires. But she gave her
answer quietly as she realized her true nature, a tear sliding down her
cheek.

"I am ready, Mistress."



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