Nee-chan and Inu

After their match, Aoi ad gotten cleaned up and properly dressed. She waited for Shinji to do the same and specified that he was to keep the collar on. After they met back up, she made him follow her home and insisted that she stay at his side, one step back so that he did, indeed, look like the pet he now was.

Once they got back to her apartment, she set him down on the couch. She got herself a small bottle of sake and put some milk in a bowl for Shinji, telling him he could only use his mouth to drink from it. After she sat there, sipping on her drink, she looked over the girl-boy and smile.

"Mmmm, Shinji-kun." She purred. "You loved the things I did to you in the ring. Is that why you came to the league? So pretty girls like me could make you feel ashamed of yourself? Do you like to be humiliated, Shinji-kun?" Aoi purred. "Do you like to feel dirty? You can tell Nee-chan, it's just the two of us, now." She said and leaned over, to run her fingers through Shinji's hair.

Shinji had never experienced anything as degrading as this. The boy didn't have a massive amount of pride but this was a little bit different. His light blue dress was his own choice but the collar and walking along and behind Aoi was not. He kept stealing glances at Aoi the whole trip, trying to find any chink in her armor, trying to spot her as anything other than an implacable goddess of the bedroom. But she wasn't and Shinji bowed his head. There would be even more humiliations to come and Shinji's mind raced with the possibilities.

He obsequiously complied as he was sat on the couch. The hand playing with his blonde hair made him bristle and the questions made him blush. "No, I mean...yes. I mean I don't know. Please don't tell anyone but I really like it when girls are, uh," Shinji looked up at Aoi. The collar around his neck weighed him down. He was a pet now and the realization began to wash over him. "When girls are in charge." Shinji found his bowl of milk and went down on all fours. He began lapping the milk up, a little at first. "I do feel dirty and sometimes I like being humiliated."

Shinji bent over and began lapping the milk up a little more now. "I came to the league for exactly that. To wrestle pretty girls and to get..."fucked. Shinji smiled. He didn't have to say anything. He knew Aoi would pick up on it.

Aoi watched him sip and leaned over, to ruffle his hair while he lapped at it. "Oh, Shinji-kun." She said. "How amusing." She leaned back and took another sip of her sake. "I do like you, Shinji-kun." Aoi said. "You might think that those are odd words, but the truth is, I loathe men. They are horny, duplicitous monsters who think only with their penises."

Aoi leaned back and lifted her leg up. She placed her bare foot next to Shinji and watched him. "But you know what you are. You know you're a disgusting little boy and you know that when a pretty woman like me makes you feel like shit, you actually feel good because deep down, you know you actually are shit." Aoi closed her eyes. "That makes you a good pet, Shinji-kun." She purred. "Now, say you're shit and then lick my foot." She said, almost casually.

Shinji sat up and listened to Aoi intently. Her worldview was a little bit skewed, in Shinji's opinion at least and the crossdresser wondered what happened to make her so cynical. Was she jilted by a man? Used and abused? Or maybe she was just born that way. He looked up at her innocently as she talked. "I am not so horny. I have always been better at giving than receiving." His words were soft, pianissimo, and he stroked Aoi's smooth leg as he spoke.

And then her words had a darker complexion entirely. He wasn't shit, and he didn't even swear that much. But he wanted to be a good pet and please Aoi deep inside. He was meek, not shit, and lost. But he bent down nonetheless and placed his lips close to Aoi's foot. The boy had never worshiped a foot before and he closed his eyes. "I am crap." He then gave Aoi's slender foot a long lick, going from her toes to her ankle.

Aoi shivered as the wet tongue tickled her bare sole. She exhaled and opened her eyes. "Mmmm... Shinji-kun, you're cute. Is it weird for you to hear me say such vile words?" Aoi asked. "Would you like it more if my vocabulary reflected my appearance?" She asked rhetorically.

She moved her foot around so Shinji could lap every bit of it. "Shinji-kun, how badly do you want to be my pet?" She said. "Do you want to sleep at the foot of my bed? Do you want a leash? Do you want your Nee-chan to buy you another pretty dress?" Aoi smiled a bit and closed her eyes. "Maybe I shouldn't even give you the choice. You're mine, after all. Say it, Shinji-kun. Say that you belong to Nee-chan."

Shinji happily licked Aoi's foot. He was feeling, what was the word, content. Maybe this was his place after all. Maybe he belonged at a woman's feet where he could bask in the attention of a beautiful domme. "Nee-chan, you are beautiful." He withdrew from Aoi's foot and kissed her thigh. "There is no need for such vulgar words from such a beautiful woman. It is not my place to correct you in any way, nee-chan. But these are my thoughts." Shinji gave Aoi's thigh another kiss this time slightly closer to Aoi's sex.

"I want to be your pet. I want all of the pretty dresses and soft silk panties. I want to curl up against you before I sleep to feel your warmth and your body. I want whatever you think is best for me." Shinji gave another peck. He loved the little wet mark he left, a sign of his submission. He looked up at Aoi with his bright eyes. "I am your pet, nee-chan."

Aoi's head turned as Shinji began to kiss down her leg. Her mouth opened and she purred a bit. Truth be told, she loved the pleasure as much as anyone. Shinji's words tickled her as much as his lips and she instinctively spread her legs wider as Shinji kissed closer and closer to her sex.

"Mmm... Shinji-kun..." She said in a breathy tone. "You are my pet. It's not so bad. Pets get treated nicely as long as they behave. Just... don't cross me or else I shall have to punish you." She said, smiling as she licked her lips. Her chest heaved softly and one of her hands came up and grabbed her own breast while her other hand slipped between Shinji's hair and guided him closer to her sex.

"Mmmm... tomorrow we'll get you settled in. You sleep on the couch tonight, Shinji-kun." She said softly. "But... I'll give you something to remind you of Nee-chan." She added. "Undress me, Shinji-kun." She purred and turned her head to look at him.

Shinji felt his head and soul get guided towards Aoi's sex. Hopefully he did enough to get her wet. The crossdresser considered what Aoi had said. He wouldn't dream of crossing Aoi, he wanted to be a good pet, earnestly. So he would do everything he could to stay in Aoi's good graces. Sleeping on the couch wouldn't be so bad, as long as his nee-chan wasn't far away.

The crossdresser pawed at her clothes before a better idea struck him. He leaned forward and removed Aoi's bottoms with his mouth as skillfully as he could. The boy was a bit clumsy, but he got them off nonetheless. He reached up and pulled Aoi's top off and looked in her eyes. There was a pregnant pause- the boy had nothing to say. He had nothing but the desire to please his nee-chan. The sight of her chest heaving and one of her graceful hands on it was enough to send most into a tizzy, and Shinji tried to fight off his more carnal urges. But her legs were getting wider and wider...

Aoi let Shinji do as he was commanded, leaving her in nothing but her silky, expensive blue underwear. Her nipples poked stiffly through the fabric and a bit of her aureola could be seen through the lace. She let the silence linger and stroked Shinji's hair like he was a dog. Indeed he was.

She then looked down. "Go on, Shinji-kun. I think that you earned this treat." She said and leaned back on the couch so he could pull off her underwear. "Pleasure Nee-chan." She said the dirty words casually and closed her eyes, waiting for the boy to go to work.

This was it. It was finally his opportunity to pleasure his...what? Owner? Certainly not lover. The crossdresser was not worthy of that title and he knew it. But if nothing else, he could please Aoi to the best of his abilities. She was his goddess now, the sole object of his love, his devotion, him. Shinji moved forward tentatively, probingly. The crossdresser wanted to do his best, to please his mistress thoroughly.

So he pulled her panties down with his mouth. Her sex got a long, quivering look from him. Shinji knew he was being dominated, completely and utterly, and that he would do whatever this woman asked of him, no matter how humiliating. The boy stuck his tongue out and gave Aoi's sex a long, drawn out lick. Just to test the waters, so to speak.