VKarl D.C. sissy

Like all blessings, GODDESS entered my life sudden, undeserved,  but at just the right time.   I lucked into her profile.   Strong presence?   Check.    Gorgeous legs?Check.    Strapon?   Check.   Desire for. sissies?   CHECK!     I immediately like everything on Her profile…and received an unexpected message!

Luck smiled on me; though GODDESS’S profile stated she was in Vegas,  She was in process of returning to the D.C. area and desired a sub for photography and modeling support.     I was eager to partcipate but had concerns about my privacy,  in  which She quickly assuaged.

GODDESS is supportive and encouraging.    During the interview,  She asked me what caught my attention and what my interests were.    “Dominance,  great presentation, and strapons all immediately catch my attention.”    I really had to think about my interests though; pegging and femme are easy as actual activities, but service is different to everyone.
I’m not a high protocol servant,  but the ability to serve is a recurrent theme for all aspects of my life.    For that,   I informed Her I was open to trying service as requested,  and mentioned my previous actions cleaning house dressed as a maid.   GODDESS immediately supported exploring all those facets,  and even encouraged me to write more to create a series (D.C. sissy was all Her idea though).   It never developed as we had hope because of the occurrence of the covid pandemic.
GODDESS is wonderful company.    Our first physical meeting was a brunch at Union Market in D.C.   We enjoyed a great meal and discussed how we got into our lifestyles and what we were looking for.
She’s a great conversationalist and an instant comfort.    We would later go downtown to hit the museums in D.C.    In the Portrait Gallery and National Gallery of Art,…  She was perfectly set amongst all the great works. of art.
She was classy and monumental in Her own right and breathtaking.    She was also accessible as we discussed what celebrities and more abstract works reminded us of,… and the staid nature of a few of the colonial period works.    We would close our museum day with a dinner and more conversation.
For the filming weekend,  GODDESS had a hotel room in the heart of D.C.,  right near the Capitol and I was to come prepared to show.    It was the end of July and hot.   I arrived in the lobby,  and immediately saw there was a  camera crew;  a “conservative opinion show”  was  filming at the bar.    Subtly I clothes checked,  squeezed my cheeks that much tighter,  and nonchalantly walked past to the elevators—glass,  of course.   I held down the shirt,  and I eyed them until my stop.   I breathed a sigh of relief,  but couldn’t relax,… lest the plug slip out.   I knocked on GODDESS’S door and she greeted me warmly as I presented her lunch.
We discussed the intent of the scene as I changed into the service clothing—a French maid dress too short to cover the black and white panties,  with thigh high white stockings,  and white marabou heels.  GODDESS approved!!
We interviewed by the window,  looking out at the Capitol.   She ran me through positions and poses.   The strapon was impossible to ignore as She asked—it was the size of her forearm!   Our discussion of the scene complete,  I went into the bathroom to clean.
Bent over,  cleaning the tub,  the purple jewel of the plug caught the light and GODDESS’S attention.    At Her request, I removed the panties so the plug could be be viewed and I continued cleaning.    Moments later I felt a tug at the plug and the touch of something large atop my butt.   GODDESS had seen enough.    She demanded Me  back at the interview table where I spread my cheeks and waited.    It’d been awhile since I’d taken anything this size,  but I was prepped as I could be for it.
GODDESS was careful and well-paced as She slid it in,  and my ass popped right open!    Her stroke was divine and my whole body became putty around Her strapon.   When She was “finished,”  we reviewed the footage.    I cleaned up dressed back in street clothes,  and we headed back. downstairs to the bar.  The commentator was still there interviewing patrons as GODDESS and I sat a few tables away from him.    We spoke more on the day as I thanked her profusely for the experience.
I have the joy of saying GODDESS still allows me to serve Her.   She’s one of the best friends a person can. have,  and has been responsible for some of the biggest moments of my life.    She’s expanded my experience greatly and I still cannot thank her enough.