Birth of a New Sissy Part 1 Encounter

"No playing with your clitty! I want you just the way you are."

"Oh please let me cum." I whimpered. A part of my mind was appalled at what
I was saying. How could I have let myself get into this position. An hour
ago I was playing tennis with some guy I've never met. Now I'm on my back
in his apartment, pants around my ankles with his fresh cum drying on my
face. And I loved it! I was actually kind of glad that he wouldn't let me
cum! It meant this warm feeling of lust would continue. I felt so tingly;
so alive. I knew at that moment I would do just about anything he
asked. His flacid cock was hanging there, still wet from his cum and my
mouth. I hoped he'd make me suck it again.

"You will stay right there and not move." He ordered. "Is that clear?"

"Yes." I nodded. Then I flushed as I added, "Sir."

He smiled as he stood over me. "Very good, Erica." I felt an odd rush at
the name.

He was gone for a few minutes. When he returned he had some clothing in his
hands. He put the small bundle down and pulled out what looked like a
single knee-high stocking. He walked over and looped it around my cock and
balls, making a soft make-shift cock ring. My sagging shaft got hard
immediately as he snugged the stocking down. It seemed to intensify the
feelings of lust as it made my cock and balls jut out almost obcenely. I
found myself focusing on my clitty-cock as it throbbed within the silky
restraint. He produced some scissors and snipped the ends off so there was
just a skin colored ring tied around my equipment. It was barely even
visible.

"You will wear this every day. Now stand up and take off your pants."

I did as told, and stood there with just my t-shirt and socks." He tossed
me something from the clothing bundle. "Put those on. You will wear them
home tonight. You are not to take them off until you go to bed."

I looked at the black, sheer, nylon panties and shivered. My hands were
shaking as I pulled them up my legs and settled them on my hips. My cock
jutted out obscenely in front, but I couldn't help running my hands over my
hips and thighs and ass as I stared at the tight, shiny material. It was so
silky and smooth. I was caressing myself absently as I frowned at the light
hair on my legs.