That was fine by the Academyoverseers as they had plans for a weak and easily-manipulated sissy likeme.I spent my first week recuperating in my dormit...ry. I was strapped into atraining chair which kept me perfectly immobile while able to feel everyinch of the dildo that was set to slowly fucking me non-stop for tenhours a day.I know, it sounds like a mixture of heaven and hell, but the truth isthat every new sissy recruit spends the first weeks being inundated bysissy hypnosis training. In. She was going to tame me, but I knew I had to tame her.I grabbed her hair, pulled her close, caught her by her throat and asked her if she’s sure about this game. She slapped me. The game was on.I threw her back on the bed and ripped pink panty. She was clean shaven. She had planned this. I went down, started licking her pussy and fingering her clit. With the other hand I took off her bra. Yes, with one hand I took off her bra. And starting squeezing her melons, they were truly amazing.In about. A more formal individual training session will be scheduled in the next two days. It will be adjusted to fit your planned duties. I hope you have been paying attention and understand what your options are. Your captains can make suggestions as well, so try to talk to them before twelve bells tomorrow,” the AI said.“Twelve bells?” someone asked.I was tempted to answer, but decided to keep silent. A moment later I heard Kenneth speak. “How should I know when that is? Why aren’t we on Earth. The story starts out on Tinder where we met about a year ago. While we dated non-exclusively at first, I knew she was still using the app to meet and potentially fuck other guys. However, as my readers should know, that didn't bother me. One day while laying in bed watching TV with Megan, I decided to test the new relationship by playing a game of truth or dare. I started by selecting truth.Megan asked, "Did you really enjoy watching your ex-girlfriends fucking other men?" I did! It was a huge.