Part of mindfucking a sissy and making the boi into a cock craving slut is helping the sissy develop triggers. These are similar to audio triggers in hypnosis, but are generally in response to some event or experience in real life. A common example is that many sissies become triggered and want to dress from seeing pretty girls in sexy outfits. Other sissies can be triggered by alcohol or weed or poppers, could be anything. When combined with hypnos, these triggers can be powerful tools to break a sissy’s mind. I know from first hand experience because they’ve been extremely effective on me.
Over the last year or so, I’ve had a powerful association reinforced in my brain that turns me into a complete slut for black cock whenever I get stoned. It started because I was trying to find someone who could sell me weed and inquired with nearby people on a texting app. I naturally gravitated towards asking black men because of my strong sexual attraction and my bias that they are more likely to smoke pot. Anyway, I was eventually successful in procuring weed from a black man I met from the app and even wore panties underneath my boy clothes when I picked it up. He knew I was a sissy, and definitely wanted to fuck me, but that wasn’t in the cards just yet.
At first the pot I got from him was really terrible quality, it still got me stoned, but it wasn’t the best experience. But I still found it extremely sissifying to think about his big black cock every time I would smoke. Over time the weed I got from him improved and my urges to suck his cock when I smoked it got stronger and stronger. As I said before, meeting up to fuck wasn’t really in the cards just yet and he got frustrated with my teasing, so it had evolved into a relationship strictly for buying weed. I figured he had given up on me and that he was too frustrated to try again.
One day, I happened to be locked and very stoned from his weed, when he messaged me out of nowhere. He was suddenly very aggressive, telling me that he was ready for me. I was so stoned, locked tight, that I felt like he had me cornered and serving his cock felt inevitable. He knew what the weed was doing to my head and was going for the slow burn. It was my sissyboi kryptonite and he had been waiting for the right time to strike.
I got dressed up all pretty and invited him over - it felt like I no longer had a choice in the matter. Serving his cock was my fate. I kept smoking more and more until finally, I received that text from him, telling me that he arrived. He had such an air of confidence about him and was about 6” taller than me and maybe 75 lbs heavier. He had a big black cock, while my clitty was small, white and locked. The contrast between us was intoxicating and needless to say, he was naturally in control.
We had fun together, I can elaborate on that in a different story, but the important part was afterwards he knew he owned me.
He still knows he owns me to this day. Knowing that I crave him to fully break me. The next time he sees me he says he’s going to make me sissygasm in chastity from taking his black cock. He says he’s going to make me lick it up. He says then he’s going to make me swallow his cum.
The most intense thing about it is that I know he’s right. I’m still buying weed from him when I want to smoke to make my sissy urges take over. Every time I smoke, I think to myself that I’m smoking this black man’s weed who had his way with me. It makes me sink deeper and feel like I have less and less control. I know that one day I will swallow his cum, it’s just a matter of time. It’s my fate to be a sissy for his big black cock. I can’t stop it from happening even if I drag my feet. Eventually he knows I’ll be back for more. Begging him to make me submit. Begging him to put me in my place. Begging him to make me accept my fate as a white sissy for big black cock.
