Transgender Teenage / School Authoritarian
Phase Four - Jesuit Induction
How to make a total sissy faggot cumdump? (My true story)
After yet another mars bar feeding session my sixteen year old body wash awash with hormones (mostly female from my morning "milk" drinks)the conditioning was taken up another notch.
After dismounting the usual greased phallus my pussy gaping and stretched wide and leaking lube (or more correctly lard) one Jesuit in particular Father O'Connor used to like to fist me and see how quickly he could go wrist deep in my tortured teenage ass while keeping my locked clitty leaking boi precum.
I was so conditioned I would climb on the low table and lower my budding sore little breasts to the table top and stick my smooth hairless girly arse up high and arch my back as instructed ready for those seventy year old expert hands to abuse my every hole for hours on end, stretching, teasing hurting stimulating and perverting me beyond any hope of recovery. The well greased large hand would slowly and smoothly slide into my ring stretching it obscenely causing me to whimper and groan with discomfort as the large fist stretched my hole so wide it would never be properly tight again, it was often joked that Stonygreen College bois needed tampons more than the girls after just a few years of training.
As the fist went in deeper the old priest would stroke my smooth trembling back to reassure me whilst mumbling obscenities about what a worthless whore and slut of Satan I was... smooth gay femme bois like me had been sent by Satan to corrupt the good priests so I needed punishing and made to suffer for my obvious perversions and unnatural urges...
As well as stoking my back he often brushed my encased clit and stimulated it just enough to keep it swollen and twitching the occasional squeeze and caress of the cage was all it too through the cage to keep it hard and straining. My fisting sessions always continued with a massage of my gspot to ensure I was leaking copiously from my cage and my levels of list and frustration were through the roof. Jesuits often said no point torturing and abusing a boi unless he gets hard through out it.... no point wasting good old fashioned pain, when it can corrupt as well as hurt.
After about an hour of abuse I was often let to get up and suck his cock and those of any other passing priests.. funnily enough there always seemed to be quite a few elderly Jesuits in the sacristy at around 8pm.
It was shortly after this time that I began to live full time in the Jesuits quarters as Maid for them, no pretence of me being a normal boi any longer to me themselves or the other boys. I was now a full on femme fag for there pleasure and abuse and as such I went from Altar boi uniform by day to PVC Maids uniform by evening and through the night. I thought things could not get much worse but that was of course because I had no idea what perversions awaited and what being a true toilet Maid would really entail...
But more on that later......