Testimonial from Sophia, My fuckable sperm swallower.
This time, I’d like to share with you the story of Sophia, the sperm-swallower who’s good for fucking. Yes, but before she became the good little slut she now likes to claim she is, she had to overcome her preconceptions. Here’s a look back at her experience.
Getting started: Stunned!
Mistress Julia, here I am at last at your feet. On my knees, mouth open, lips and tongue offered. I welcome you with relish to the back of my throat. I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long… I’m giving it my all and you seem to be satisfied. I could stay for hours feeling you come and go, delicately and then more and more energetically. You honour me with your spit; I savour every drop, imagining it to be a whiter, slimier substance. A submissive slut. That’s what you’ve made me.
And yet, in the first moments of this intimate and intense experience, I didn’t dare say a word, I could barely hear what you were saying to me. Faced with your beauty and presence, I could barely breathe. Faced with your piercing, bewitching gaze, I felt petrified, even though you were doing everything you could to put me at ease. You had to repeat certain orders, and I apologise for that. It’s not easy to instantly behave like a sissy who’s fit to fuck.
I, V., a forty-something family man, climbed your stairs trembling. I’d planned to bow down immediately and kiss the tips of your pumps, but I didn’t dare. And I waited before shedding the casual men’s clothes that covered my stockings, leather skirt, bra and satin top. A touch of softness and elegance hidden under a layer of pretense.
I showed you the outfits I’d selected and, as if you were reading my mind, you chose the sexy wetlook dress I’d bought specially. You ordered me to slip my nylon-clad feet into a pair of high heels. A first for me. You didn’t have to insist, I’d only dreamt of it… And just as I’d hoped, you restrained me, imprisoning my ridiculous, useless member in a cage that was almost too big for it. All you had to do then was complete my transformation.
Revelation:
So it’s time to admit it: ‘I’m a woman too’. This is the phrase that burns in my brain, sometimes several times a day. When I feel the soft touch of silk under my clothes, when I hear the delicate rustle of a skirt, when I enjoy the magnificent spectacle of femininity and simply envy it. But because I care about my wife, my children and the life I’ve built over the last twenty years, I won’t say it out loud. This may sound strange, but I’m happy in my married state. I’m comfortable with this hidden duality.
When I was a teenager, I used to fall asleep imagining myself walking into a lingerie shop. I’d meet the gaze of a sales assistant who instantly understood my torment. She’d invite me into a magical booth, press a button and my body would transform. I was finally in a woman’s skin. I could then enjoy the incomparable heaviness of my breasts and the warmth of my pussy. Ecstasy. Then my male attributes reappeared, because this transformation was only momentary.
You made my crazy dream come true, Mistress Julia. You are the magician of my ultimate dream, the one who made the impossible possible. I can never thank you enough.
I’m a woman now, and I’ve bought a new skirt that suits me perfectly. High heels, too. I hope to be able to show them to you soon. Perhaps this time I’ll have the courage to bow as soon as I walk through your door, to take off my layer of pretence without waiting, and to place a kiss on your pumps, before offering myself to your good will.
You suggested I find a name to reflect my new condition as a sissy. I thought of Sophia, but who am I to say that? I’m just a submissive. I’d like to leave it up to you, I’d welcome any name you chose.
Depravation :
I, V., Mistress Julia’s submissive, good-for-fucking sissy, am a woman who likes to swallow. A few days before our next meeting, I will fill a condom with my semen, again and again. I hope that, during our session, you will agree to empty it down my throat, so that I can enjoy this white, sticky substance that is so appetising. Sperm smells good.
I’d be too ashamed to make this request in person, so I’ll say it here, at the end of my testimony. Could it be otherwise from a submissive slut?
Respectfully.
V., sperm swallower, submissive of Mistress Julia.
Mistress’s words :
Sophia (So you’ve got your answer here 😏🔥), I’ve loved and adored our games. What a pleasure to be able to allow you to reveal yourself to yourself. Full and complete self-acceptance allows us to realise what we are deep down inside and to cope better with everyday life.
And it’s a real pleasure for me to be able to set up a safe place without judgement so that you can be yourself! So, see you very soon, my dear Sperm-Swallower good for fucking!
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