Beth McFadden Chapter 2

This was the beginning of my new social life!! Conventional Clubbing is now a thing of the past. I did a little research and found a workshop that trained women as dominatrices. I researched more on femboys and sissy boys.

I found myself physically more attracted to sweet little hairless femboys more than the hairy Neanderthal men I used to date before I met Aaron. I found myself thinking about my poor sweet Aaron.

I hurt him so badly. I meant what I said when I told him I'd be there if he needed me. I sent him a few texts, checking in on him from time to time. But his response times got longer and longer before he stopped responding altogether.

I went back to the store where Missy worked. I took Missy and her Mistress to dinner. We had a wonderful time together. The two of them were so happy and in love, it made me smile.

Missy was excited about getting an Orchiectomy in January after the holidays were concluded. Missy's doctor recommended the procedure due to resistance to her T-blockers. I told her I was happy for her and to call me when she went in for surgery.

Madiline Chambers, or Maddie as I was allowed to call her, set me up with a Mistress friend who teaches a dominatrix workshop. I wasn't interested in starting my own dungeon, I just wanted the correct knowledge to train and care for my own sissy, if I could find one!

Maddie explained that finding any sissy, much less one that meets your standards, is a tough thing to do! A lot of dominant men and women have a tendency to push too hard and too fast, and the sissy will resist so much that you have to free them.

I know a few Mistresses who have gotten in trouble with the law for abuse and blackmail. My one friend is doing fifteen years in prison right now for unlawful imprisonment and blackmail. Maddie said.

To do it right takes the right person, along with lots of love and patience. Your sissy needs to love you unconditionally or it won't work. You must seduce them, love and spoil them with attention and praise.

You will have to punish them as well! That's all part of the process. The younger, the better; 18 years old is a minimum. Boys in their early 20s are good too! Avoid anyone over 35, the male ego can't handle it!

Owning and caring for a sissy is like raising a child. They need to be loved and cared for. Sissies require a lot of affection. They are also very expensive! It's more expensive than raising a child. Maddie rubbed her belly.

You're pregnant! I exclaimed.

My first was the only reason we made regular love together. Missy is planning to breastfeed our little girl! Maddie said.

You mean a boy can breastfeed? I asked.

With the correct hormone therapy, yes! We plan on breastfeeding together! Maddie explained.

My head tilted back, and my mind went back to Aaron.

You have a boy in mind! Don't you? Maddie asked.

I do! But I broke up with him when I came to New York City. He loved me deeply, but I didn't feel the same way at the time. I broke his heart! It broke mine too! But I felt like I had to make a clean break, I couldn't promise him when I'd return or if I could be true to him. I explained.

I've been there! Maddie said. Long before I became a Mistress! Maddie sympathized.

Call Mistress Deidre! Sit down for a coffee, she'll change your life darling, trust me. Maddie said

In the meantime, if you want to borrow Missy sometime, I'm sure we can arrange it! I'm sure Missy would love it!

Yes Mistress! I would! Missy spoke up!

See, Beth! I knew she would love the idea. That's how connected we are! With the right sissy, you really don't need a man!

The three of us chatted for another hour before leaving for home.

I walked to the Bodega on the corner and bought some batteries for my toy. I went upstairs and pleasured myself until I was satisfied. I started meeting up with Sherry on Friday and Saturday night. I spent Sundays with Missy and Maddie.

My workload lightened up a bit, and I started training with Mistress Deidre.

Mistress Deidre had a Master's degree in Psychology from Yale University and was a professional mental health professional. In her off time she was a lifestyle Mistress and Dominatrix. Mistress Deidre had a Sissy husband and two daughters.

I spent Tuesday and Thursday night training and being educated in dominant arts. Most of her training was psychological. She taught me how to anticipate the submissive mindset and how to use the power of suggestions and praise to encourage your submissive. How to allow the sissy to accept themselves as submissive. How to get the sissy to accept their role in life. Lots of positive reinforcement was involved.

It was basically Psychological warfare minus the war!

I honestly thought there would be a lot of punishment and discipline involved, but there wasn't. Sure, there was bondage and discipline involved, but mostly it was used for training and discipline when needed. But true domination resides with your own mindset and your submissive.

Symbols of control are very important. Collars, chastity, shackles, arm binders, hoods, mittens, and the art of Shibari were all used as tools of training and play. My favorite training is corset training. I was getting very proficient with corset and body shaper training.

Mistress Deidre also showed me the proper way to love and give affection to your sissy.

A sissy is a weak-minded, good hearted soul! Deidre said. Sissies require constant reinforcement, for the good and the bad. Sissies are the way they are because they require more affection and interaction than regular people. Sissies will do almost anything to receive attention. That's how you control a sissy, with their needs. But you can't just give them the minimum. They require attention and love.

Just because they are over 18 years old doesn't mean they don't always need you. They require constant attention. It's a need you are responsible for filling for them. You may not have an ownership title of registration on them, but as an owner, you must maintain your connection to maintain your ownership; otherwise, a sissy will leave for another Dominant!

Weeks of training turned into months! I expanded my fetish wardrobe as the months passed. Maddie and Sherry took me to the Rubber Ball in Manhattan we had a blast! We both met some wonderful people there. I met Mistress Aya a Japanese Mistress and a master of the art of Shibari rope bondage. Believe it or not, she has a dungeon in Las Vegas! We ended up becoming fast friends. What was really great was that she lives 8 houses down the street from me. Who knew!

Aya had lots of suggestions and a checklist of sorts to help me acclimate myself and my sissy. We swapped contact information.

6 weeks after the Rubber Ball I got a week off.

I called Aaron at least a dozen times to let him know I was coming back into town. I left several voicemails and emails, begging him to call me. Finally, three days before I left New York City for Vegas, he called me back.

Aaron, thank goodness! Are you alright? I was worried about you! I exclaimed. (I really was worried).

I'm fine Beth! He said flatly. You need a ride home, right?

Yes, but I also wanted to see you! You never returned any of my calls! I said.

You broke my heart, Beth! What did you expect?

Aaron, I know I did! But you need to understand I did it for you! I wasn't sure how long I was going to be and you have a job too! I couldn't ask you to give that up for me!

I would have! He said.

Aaron, I really am sorry! I want you to know, I still think about you! Breaking up hurt me too!

When are you coming in

5 pm Friday night, American Airlines! I'm only staying for a week and I have to go back on Sunday! What would you say to me taking you to Ruth Chris Steakhouse when I arrive! My treat! I said.

I would really like that! He said. Sounding a little happier.

Great! I'll make reservations! I said. Order whatever you want. If you want a second meal, it's on me! I said. Thank you, Aaron!

I really miss you, Beth! He said.

I miss you too, darling!

Friday morning I went to work with my luggage. I left at 1 pm to beat traffic. My flight left at 3:30 pm. After I landed I collected my things, I walked out on the curb and Aaron drove up and parked. His eyes still looked wounded from 16 months ago. He washed his beat-up Impala. I dropped my luggage and hugged him tightly. His response wasn't as warm as mine. I didn't want to push it with him. I respected him too much for that. I did kiss his cheek. That made him smile a little.

Thank you, Aaron, you're a lifesaver! I said.

He grabbed my bags and threw them in the back seat. His car was as clean as I have ever seen it. I was happy he came!

We got on the road. He started heading towards the restaurant.

How have you been? I asked.

Is this just small talk or do you really want to know? He sounded very depressed.

Aaron, what's wrong? If something happened, you can tell me! I told you to call me if you needed anything, remember?

I remember! But I didn't think you really meant it!

Well, I did! Tell me, please? I'll listen! No judgement, I swear! I said

Seriously? He said.

Have I ever lied to you? I said.

No! He said sounding ashamed of himself.

Come on, out with it! I said.

I lost my job, and I have to move out of my apartment at the end of the week. My unemployment ran out and I can't pay my rent or my utility bills. My car insurance runs out in 3 weeks! I'm broke Beth! I've been looking but I can't find work anywhere! I've tried!

Sweetheart you should have called me! I can't stand the thought of you being homeless! I said.

I don't want your charity, Beth!

I wasn't thinking that! But I would like to help!

How? He asked

I could see if my firm will hire you! You still work with computers and tech, right?

Yes, Networks mostly, but most places, the pay is terrible! He said.

Let's eat and catch up. You can stay at my place tonight and we'll discuss everything together! Okay? I said.

Thanks, Beth! You really don't have to do this! He said.

I know! I want to help! I said. I reached out and held his hand on the gear shifter. He smiled weakly. We walked into the restaurant together. Aaron walked up to the hostess. McFadden! Party of two!

Right this way Mr McFadden! The hostess said.

I smiled at the comment. Aaron didn't correct her. We had a small booth in the far corner of the front window. I sat with my back to the wall. I took the seat of authority, like Deidre taught me.

The waitress came to our table. Would you like a drink before ordering? She asked.

Maker's Mark 46 on the rocks! Aaron said.

Appletini please! I said.

Would you like to hear the specials?

Sure Aaron said.

We have Prime Rib and lobster tail with your choice of salad and potato.

Bacon-wrapped Fillet Mignon with your choice of salad and potato.

Would you like to order now or when I come back with the drinks?

Now would be great! Aaron said.

I'll have the 16-ounce prime rib medium with the lobster tail, baked potato, and ceaser salad, please!

And for you ma'am?

8-ounce fillet medium, ceaser salad, and baked potato, please! I said.

I'll put this in right away! The waitress said.

Tell me what happened? I asked.

Our company was bought out! They shut down the office and moved everything to Tucson, Arizona. They only asked two people to stay, both management. 200 people got the axe! He said.

When did this happen? I asked.

About 9 months ago! I've been looking for work ever since. I didn't want to move in case you came home. I was just so depressed, I missed you so much. I didn't want to move away and risk never seeing you. When you called, I felt ashamed of myself for failing with you, my job, and my life.

Ohh, Aaron, I wish you had called me! You deserve better than this, much better! I'm here now! I should be home in about 6 to 8 weeks.

Let's go back to my place tonight! You get a good night's sleep, I make a couple of calls tomorrow, and we'll go from there, okay?

Thank you Beth.

The waitress came back.

Anything else? She asked.

Yes, please. I'd like the 28-ounce cowboy ribeye, medium with baked potato and a Caesar salad and dressing on the side to go. I'd also like the 16-ounce boneless ribeye medium with baked potato and a side salad with French dressing on the side, to go as well, please.

Yes ma'am! Right away. The waitress said.

What are you doing, Beth? Aaron asked.

Buying food for the house! Except for a couple of bottles of wine and water, there isn't anything there!

We should probably stop at the grocery store for a few things, then. Aaron said.

Good idea, we're going to need coffee, some eggs, and bread. I said.

The waitress brought me the order and the check. I tipped her a $100 bill.

Aaron brought the car up to the door and opened it for me this time. I thought to myself for the first time since he picked me up, could Aaron be my femboy? I've thought and dreamed about it. He was so depressed and scared, my thoughts shifted to why he was acting like he was. It concerned me!

I may not have been madly in love with him, but I did care about him. Aaron is sweet, innocent, and very affectionate. He was lousy in bed as a conventional man, but he did take care of my needs in ways no other man did. He wasn't as good as Missy or Sherry in the oral service department, but he wasn't bad! With enough practice, he'd get there!

I decided to test my newly learned skills on him, just a little bit! If he passed, I could formulate the rough plan I had in my head, take care of him, and maybe get myself my very own femboy lover out of it!

I thought to myself quietly, Am I taking advantage of him? Maybe just a little bit! But he's desperate, I did care about him! This way I could care for him and get what I desired most in life, a partner to share it with.

(Remember he has to submit voluntarily! Deidre's voice echoed through my mind. He has to want this and you with his whole heart or it won't work).

I started studying Aaron's appearance. He was a little scruffy-looking. He definitely needed a spa day, so did I. I called my salon and change my spa day from one person to two! I hope they can accommodate us!

We went to the store together. We bought eggs, coffee, creamer, bacon, bottled water, and bread. I bought Aaron some sports drinks he and a box of energy bars he likes.

When we got to my place, I got out of the car, punched in the alarm code, and opened the garage. Aaron parked the car inside. He handed me the food. I'll get your bags, Beth.

Thank you Aaron. I said.

My house was exactly the way I left it, except dusty! The pool needed cleaning and the entire house needed to be wiped down and dusted. Aaron took my bags to my bedroom. I walked through my house for the first time in over a year.

I didn't realize how much I missed my own home. The condo in Manhattan was a closet compared to my home. I called my pool service and left a voicemail to have it cleaned tomorrow. I told them I'd pay double the rate if they could do it tomorrow.

Fortunately, the homeowners' association maintained the outside and did monthly check-ups on the house, so everything was working.

I started putting away my clothes, and an idea popped into my head. Aaron didn't have any clothes with him. I picked out my white satin night shirt with the matching pajama pants and panties. I decided he should take the room across the hall. This way we'd both have some privacy.

Aaron, come here.

Yes, Beth!

Wear this tonight! I handed him my satin pajamas.

Uhh.. Beth? These are women's pajamas. He said slightly startled.

I'm aware! I also know you don't have anything clean to sleep in! Take a shower, shave, get yourself cleaned up, and we'll watch some TV. I think I still have some microwave popcorn in the kitchen somewhere. There might even be a bottle of Chardonnay in the fridge.

Oooo...Kay... He said slowly.

I showered and put on a little foundation and mascara. I pulled my long blonde hair in a high tight ponytail like Deidre showed me. I added dark red lipstick with it. I didn't want to sleep with him tonight, it would send the wrong signal. I wanted to weaken his will, softly, seductively. I spritzed myself with Chanel No.5. I was ready.

We watched the movie The Bounty Hunter on Netflix. It was a romantic comedy. I held his hand as we ate popcorn and sipped wine. Halfway through the movie the time zone difference kicked in and I started getting sleepy.

At first I thought about going to bed, them I thought about cuddling up with Aaron. Without asking I laid my head in his lap while facing the television. You don't mind, do you? I asked softly.

Uhh... Okay.... He said with hesitation. I wrapped my long blonde hair around the exposed portion of my neck. I looked at at him with a soft smile.

Thank you Aaron! I really appreciate you! I raised my head and turned towards him a little. He took the hint and kissed me softly. I wiggled a little bit to get comfortable. I made sure he could see over half of my braless breast through my nightgown.

Arron smelled fresh and sweet from my soaps and shampoo. The satin pajamas felt great. I could feel how hairy his legs were underneath, that has to go along with the rest of his manly body hair.

He stroked my hair just like he used to. I could feel his erection growing, but I didn't say anything. I stroked his slim, firm, legs. After a few minutes I fell asleep in his lap. I didn't realize how much I missed his soft affections. No other man or male did that. Even Sherry, as sweet as she is didn't do that, not like Aaron.

Aaron woke me up at 1 am.

Beth, Beth... Beth baby... Come on! Let's get you in bed! He said softly with that caring, loving voice I haven't heard in months.

Wha... Aaron? I forgot where I was.

Come on Beth... Let's get you in a real bed.

Aaron walked me into my bedroom and tucked me in

I'll see you in the morning! He kissed my cheek and I faded away again.

I was up at 8:30. Aaron had already made his bed and was downstairs cooking. When I walked into the kitchen everything was cleaned and dusted and wiped up. He was cycling the dishwasher and the pool cleaner was outside cleaning my pool and filling it.

Have some eggs! I made coffee! Come on sit, eat!

We have a salon appointment in a little over an hour! He said.

We! I was a little surprised.

Yes! We! Apparently you called them and changed it to a couples appointment! I'm assuming that meant me!

I totally spaced for a moment.

Yeah I did! I want you prepared. I'm going to see if I can get you an IT job at my firm! We pay a hell of a lot better than those monkeys you used to work for! Do you trust me! I said.

I always have! He said with a genuine smile and hope in his voice.

I ate the eggs and drank my coffee. I ran upstairs to dressed. I wore my black spandex mini-skirt and black semi-sheer lace bra and bright blue blouse. I grabbed my black leather jacket and wore my peep toe 4-inch heels. I did my makeup lightly and hot pink lipstick.

Aaron was wearing his clothes from last night. I had to take him shopping! His fashion sense and clothing choices are a train wreck in slow motion. They'd do for now, but I had get him a decent suit for this week!

I was owed several favors at my law firm. I crushed the IRS's first two of three cases in federal court. That curied a lot of favor in my law firm. Not to mention 4 new clients that were worth more than double the money that Bill Gates, Paul Allen of Microsoft and Elon Musk were worth put together. With any luck I'd be managing partner in five years when Sabrina Kitelinger retires.

Aaron held the door for me as we walked into the salon. He was very nervous, but he also knew he needed this. Amy and Toni approached us with big smiles.

Beth! It's been a long time! Amy said. I thought you might have started going to someone else!

I did, I kinda had too. I've been in New York City for almost a year and a half. I said.

I forgive you! Amy said giggling.

Who's this handsome guy? Toni asked.

This is my friend, Aaron! He has a job interview this week and we need him looking his best.

We can do that! Toni said. Do you still want the full package for both of you today! Amy asked!

Yes everything and if you have time, Aaron would like his ears pierced please!

We can do that! Men are so sexy with pierced ears! Toni said flirtatiously.

Aaron blushed.

Maybe a nice pair of Helix piercings for each ear! Toni suggested.

Sounds great! Very stylish! I said. But small! Nothing too gaudy! He has to look professional and fashionable. I said.

Right this way! Amy said.

We were each taken to separate rooms. We were both getting body waxed.

Aaron wasn't super hairy except his legs and arms. I hated his body hair. Thank goodness he didn't have a hairy chest or ass! His face was a walking 5 o'clock shadow. That had to be dealt with! Sabrina forbid men in the office with facial hair. More than once she ordered the men in the office to shave.

I was done with my body wax in just over two hours. Aaron was still in there with Toni. I heard the occasional yipe.

Got it! Finally! Amy said.

What's that I asked.

His measurements! He's 37-26-30. Amy said. He's right between a 6 and an 8 for dress size. He'd be the perfect size six if he can build up his ass a little and slim down his chest and waist. It wouldn't take much to make him very shapely! Amy said.

I need to get him suit! I said.

Beth he needs a dress! He's very feminine! Excuse me for saying this, but he's more femboy than even he realizes! If he desired to go feminine, he'll be a wanted commodity! Amy said.

Really! I said.

Come on Beth! What's going on? You never brought a guy in here before! There's more to this? I'm a stylist! I read people for a living! Amy said.

He used to be my boyfriend! We broke up when I went to New York City. He's fallen on hard times. I'm just trying to help him out!

With 800 hundred dollar salon package and ear piercings? Try again, darling! Amy said.

Okay! But this stays between us!

Cross my heart! Amy said.

I've been in New York working for almost a year and a half. While I was there I was introduced to a more exotic nightlife. I met a couple of femboys while I was there. They are so much fun! I've been taking dominatrix classes and I'm fully trained as a dominatrix now, certified! If you can believe it!

I came home for the week to get my house in order. I couldn't stop thinking about wanting Aaron to be my femboy!

Well he's got a great start! But he's going to need a lot of work! Amy said.

I know! And I'm prepared to spend what I need to on him. He still loves me. I think I love him too! I said.

He's young enough! Amy said. If you want, I could try and talk him into some body piercings after your couples massage! Of course that means you would have to get pierced too! Amy said.

What do you have in mind? I asked.

Nipples, navel, nose, may his tongue! Your going to want him to pierce his tongue! Trust me! Amy giggled.

I already experienced that one! I said.

Then you know why!

If his penis is a little small a Prince Albert piercing and couple guiche piercings behind his ball will help keep him in the mood. Maybe even a frenum or a Hafada piercing. I can do whatever you want! If you are dominatrix now you need to get yourself done underneath too! No self respecting Mistress doesn't go without a couple secrets down below! Amy said.

Your right, I never thought about it that way, but you make a very valid point, Amy! I said.

You're not the only one around here that knows how to crack a whip! Amy smiled!

You? I exclaimed quietly.

Toni too! She's my protege! Your future femboy is in very capable hands at the moment!

What is she doing with him? I asked

She is going to wax him clean. Arch his eyebrows. She is going to make him feel confident and handsome. What she is really doing is making him pretty! When she is done, you will have a James Charles on your hands!

I always thought he was very sexy! I said.

Me too! Amy said.