Chapter 1

Well, let's explain how things came about here the last few years, just so
that you will know how this has all happened to me.

I was a "Dumpster Diver", which is to say that I would take off on a
bicycle at night, cruising through the various Apartment Complexes and look
in the Trash Dumpsters. I would find a variety of things, but was always
looking for Ladies clothing. I had an infinity for wearing Ladies clothes,
from the time that I was a little boy.

My infinity with Ladies clothes comes from when I was in the first grade,
and found a pair of Ladies underwear in a trash can on the walk to school.
I wore them and was addicted to the silkiness of the underclothes ever
since.

With that fascination came the thoughts that I wished that I was a woman,
for living in a man's world is not fun for me, and like most people, I
always wished that I was someone else instead of the person that I was.

I came from a family of two sisters, who were much older than me, and so I
was raised as a boy, but with the feminine aspect always around me. I
never felt like I was gay, even though I sometimes would wonder.
I did have a gay friend once though, but he was very turned off by those
who were dressed in "Drag", and so I took it that a transvestite is not one
who is appreciated by the "Gay" community.

Anyway, enough about me, let's get on with the story.

One night, while I was Dumpster Diving, I came across a dumpster that had a
whole lot of clothes, neatly wrapped in clean garbage bags. There was all
types of woman's clothes, including shoes, make-up, and various other
things that a woman much needed in their life. I wondered why all the
clothes were there, but I always found a whole lot of clothes from time to
time in dumpsters, so I just figured that someone had moved away and so
they had thrown away the clothes that either did not fit or that were just
not wanted any more.

So, as I was tearing into the sacks, I found that the clothes looked like
pretty nice ones, with nicely taken cared of skirts, and blouses. I looked
into the ones that I knew had shoes in them, and there were nice shoes,
most with rather tall heels, 4" and above, and some sandals and a couple
pair of tennis shoes.

The sack with the make-up had all types of make-up in it, along with
various other goodies, like tampons, napkins, a host of soaps and
cleansers, razors and blades, various hair things, and then there was 3
nice Butt Plugs of various sizes, and two Dildos, one that was very big and
long, and the other that was of normal size. Also there was three
different vibrators, all looking very enticing.

I continued looking through the other sacks, and found the one with
lingerie in it. I thought that I was in Heaven! There was all types of
garter belts, hosiery, panties (most which were thongs), bras, slips,
negligees, body suits, and corsets. My heart throbbed with the
anticipation! I was so excited that I almost came right then and there.

In the lingerie sack there was a box with a set of matching panties, a
garter belt, a bra, a slip and a pair of black hose. These were all black
with little pictures of white bats on them. They were of fine quality
satin, and I knew that I had to try them on right then and there.

So I crawled into the dumpster, and looked around to see if anyone was in
view, which I didn't think they would be because it was about 2:30 in the
morning, but it always pays not to be humiliated and not to have to explain
anything that one would not want to really know about. With no one in view,
I went ahead and took off my jeans, and since I already had on panties, I
went ahead and took them off too because I just had to see if the whole set
would fit. That left me with just my T-shirt on in case anyone came driving
into the parking lot and happened to see me in the dumpster.

So I slipped the panties over my thighs, about to come with the raging
hard-on that I possessed, and felt the silkiness of the exquisite material.
They did not feel tight, and so that sort of surprised me, but as horny as
I was, the thought quickly left my mind. I then decided to try the bra on,
so I took a quick look and seen that no one was around, laid out the bra
and the slip, and squatted down in the dumpster and took off my T-shirt. I
put the bra around my stomach, and got the catch hooked, then slid the bra
around my belly, and slipped my arms through the straps. I knew that I was
in heaven, for the bra was a perfect fit, with nicely padded cups, and it
did not even cut into my flesh. I then slipped the slip over my head, and
putting my arms through the straps just could not believe that there was
not any bind at all against my body. The slip was a short little chemise,
and was simply marvelous. I was so excited, it was all I could do not to
beat off right then and there. I put my T-shirt back on, then looked over
the edge of the dumpster to see if anyone was around. Ensuring that I was
still all alone, I then pulled the garter belt out, and putting it around
my waist, and getting the catch on the back connected, twisted it around so
it was right. I decided to put the straps down through the legs of the
panties, like it should be worn, and then proceeded to dig out the
stockings. I put on one, and felt a strange sensation starting to come
over me, but I just sort of shook it off, and figured it was due to the
excitement of the clothes that I had on, so I got the other stocking out
and got it onto my leg.

It was then that the strange sensation intensified, and my head started
spinning. I started feeling really strange all over my body, and then my
guts started feeling like they were getting ripped out of my body. That
was when everything went black.......

Slowly I woke up, feeling like some one had kicked me real hard in the
head, sort of like a massive hang over. I felt really strange, and quite
different. I did realize that I was still in the dumpster, and that I had
on the lingerie that I had found. I laid there for a little while, and
started feeling a little better. That was when I raised my hand and
realized that things were very different with my body. As I reached up and
grabbed the edge of the dumpster, raising myself up into the sitting
position, I found that I now had some pretty long hair. It brushed against
my face, and hung down to my new breasts. My hands were a lot smaller, and
there was a definite shift in my upper chest. I reached up and felt my
chest, and knew then that the changes were quite drastic, for there was two
nice sized breasts there now. As I reached down to my crotch, I knew in
the back of my mind what I was going to feel, and was not mislead, for
where my dick had been earlier, with it's raging hard-on, was just
smoothness.

Panic started coursing its way through my mind, and so I gradually raised
up, and looked over the edge of the dumpster. No one was in sight, so I
felt relieved that I would not be found out at that moment. I then
realized that the watch that I was wearing was loose and sliding up my arm,
so I went ahead and took it off as I gathered my thoughts.

I sat there for a few minutes, trying to analyze the situation that I was
in, and looked at my body in the moonlight. I found the flashlight that I
had been using, and about went blind as I turned it on, but that was short
lived. I checked the watch, and apparently I had been out for about an
hour. I knew that I had a couple of hours before any one would be out and
around, so I decided that I needed to work out a plan as to what I was
going to do next.

I dug around through the clothes and found the sack containing the
lingerie, and found a white bra that was nice and lacy, and while it was a
little revealing, it was also quite sensuous. I then found a white thong
that had about the same lace on it as the bra, and then I started taking
off the lingerie that got me into this mess.

I took off the hose, and the garter belt, and picked up a purse that had
fallen out of one of the sacks. I put these into the purse, then slid the
T-shirt over my head and laid it aside. I took off the slip, then reached
around my back and unhooked the bra. I was pleasantly surprised when my
breasts popped right out and were pert and cheery. I put the bra and slip
into the purse as well. I then put on the white bra, hooking it in the
front, and rotating it to where the cups were in the front, and slipped my
arms through the straps. I then grabbed up the T-shirt and put it back on.
I could wear it for a dress in my present size, so it covered up
everything quite well. I took of the panties, and put them into the purse,
and then slid the thong up my legs. I felt really sexy in my present
state, and was beginning to be quite aroused.

I reached down and rubbed my pussy with my hand, and that sent stabs of
ecstasy through my veins. I gently reached up with my other hand and
massaged my breast, as I was stroking my pussy through my panties. I had
never been so excited in my life, for now my wildest dreams seemed to be
taking place. I had always wanted to be a woman, and now it seemed that I
had actually fallen into those graces!

I then decided I had better get with a plan. I looked around and decided
that I would be needing the clothes that I had found, since I did not have
anything that would fit me at my house. I also knew that I needed a way to
get the clothes back to my house, especially since I had been digging
through the dumpsters on a bicycle, and I was a couple of miles from home.

I dug through a couple of the sacks, and found a pair of shorts, the silky
racing type, and then slid them up my shapely legs. I then kept digging
around and found a T-shirt, one that would fit a whole lot like it should,
instead of being like the dress of the one that I had on currently. I slid
the old T-shirt over my head and put the one from the dumpster on. It only
came down just below my breasts, and was almost skin tight. I really felt
like a vixen now, and almost naked even though I was fully clothed. I now
knew how women felt while they were wearing much the same clothes.

I remembered seeing the tennis shoes in another one of the sacks, so I
started looking for a pair of them. I came up with several pairs of high
heels, then finally found a pair of the tennis shoes. I was in luck too,
for inside one of the tennis shoes there was a pair of socks, apparently
clean, and so that ended the thought that I would have had about socks, not
that it had even crossed my mind. I had not thought about it, but after I
got the socks and shoes on, I realized that they too were quite small, and
fit my feet perfectly. Nothing like being correctly proportioned.

I grabbed the edge of the dumpster, and got myself out of there without any
problem. I closed the lids, and went over to the bicycle, and then it
dawned on me how much larger the bike seemed than it had earlier. I
lowered the seat all the way down, and put up the kick stand, and leaned
the bike over so I could mount it. I realized quickly that the center bar
was much too high, and so I thought about the possibility of injuring
myself on it, but then sort of chuckled when I thought about that I used to
be worried about hitting my nuts, but that would no longer be a problem.

Thinking about how to get the bicycle to work out for me, I decided to sort
of get it rolling, and then hike myself up onto the seat. Doing so was
easy, but I still missed the low point on the pedals by a good two or three
inches, making my butt slide from side to side as I tried to peddle. It
only took about a block of riding to realize that the seat was really
exciting my pussy, and so it was going to take a lot of concentration to
try to ride the bicycle home. Luckily for me there was not hardly any
traffic out at that time, only a couple of police cars, which made my mind
race, and a couple of people getting to work which I supposed was the
really early shift. No one took notice of me as I pedaled my way down the
street though, and so while it was exciting to my pussy, I kept trying to
push those thoughts out of my mind so I wouldn't fall off the bicycle.

I kept noticing how excited I was though, and could feel my crotch getting
moist with every stroke of the pedals. It was all I could do to keep my
mind on the road and not get so turned on that I would fall off the
bicycle. That was when it struck me that I did not have any identification
on me. In fact, I thought, as far as everything else was, I was still a
man. I did not have a driver's license, any insurance, no social security
number, no job, and had no idea how to go about getting all those things
set up, for I did not even have a birth certificate!

I panicked again, and about fell off the bicycle. But then I decided it
was much too late to worry about all that right now, so I tried my best to
get it out of my mind. I figured that things would work out some how, but
just how that would be was beyond my thinking right now.

When I got home, I realized that I had left my keys in my jeans, which were
still in the dumpster. I panicked again, but then realized that I had a
spare set of keys in the house for the van, and that I could get into the
house by using the remote for the garage door that was outside.

I got into the garage, and put the bicycle up. I then went inside, and
realized that I had to pee really badly, so I headed for the toilet. I
flipped on the light, and about jumped out of my skin when I seen the
reflection of my new found self in the mirror. I was beautiful, even
without make-up, and although I thought I looked a little mousy, I was
still fascinated by the reflection.

I then remembered that I had to pee, so I slid down the shorts and the
thong, and sat on the toilet. I about went into the water, cursing out
loud. I suddenly realized the hazards of being a woman, and having the
toilet seat up! There never were any women around for the past 8 years, so
I had gotten into the habit of leaving the toilet seat up, for obvious
reasons. But alas, it was a quick lesson that I hoped I would soon not
forget. Always check the location of the seat when going to the toilet.

I got the seat down, and then let the water from my bladder flow. It was a
whole lot different feeling peeing now, for it sort of just gushed out,
without having to pressure my bladder too much with the muscles of my
groin. I peed for quite a while, and then stood up and grabbed up the
thong, sliding it up my legs and over my hips. Yuck. I figured out real
quick that a woman has to wipe after taking a leak. Now my panties were
all wet, and I just knew it was not going to be real comfortable.

I grabbed a handful of toilet paper and pulled the thong out and away from
my pussy, and wiped up the dampness the best that I could. My panties were
already wet from the ride on the bicycle across town, but the water from
peeing just made them that much worse. I slid up my shorts next, and
looked back into the mirror. I realized that I must have lost some years,
for the woman looking back at me was about 20 years old, and had a body
that just wouldn't quit. I pretty much excited myself, and felt my crotch
get wet and moist.

Then I came back to my senses, and knew that if I was going to get the
clothes out of the dumpster, then I had better get my little ass to moving.
I grabbed the spare set of keys and headed out to the garage, jumped in
the van, and opened the garage door. Then I realized that I was having a
whole lot of trouble reaching the pedals. I had to slide the seat up, and
get all the mirrors adjusted, and get all resituated so that I could drive.
I could see that everything in this world was going to be just the
opposite of the way that it used to be. I used to be 6'4", and now I was
wondering if I was even 5'0"!

I headed back to the dumpster, trying to drive as carefully as I could,
fearing that I might not ever be able to explain anything if I were to get
pulled over by a policeman. After all, it was about 4:30 AM, and so it did
make things a whole lot easier, what with little or no traffic, and the
police were already at the coffee shops, or just cruising buildings to be
sure that no one was breaking in to them. I set my mind at ease, and
headed off to the Apartment complex that the dumpster was in.

I got to the complex, and pulled up to the dumpster. Jumped out of the
van, and looked inside to see if anything had been changed. I was relieved
that everything was still there, and that the clothes that I had on, the
male ones, were still right on top of everything. At least I had not lost
my keys or my wallet. I then grabbed the purse that I put the lingerie in
that was what I figured had gotten me into all of this, and put it into the
van. I decided that I needed to get the side door of the van close to the
dumpster, so I turned the van around, and positioned the door so that it
was about 4 to 6 inches from the dumpster. I then jumped between the
seats, which is easy now that I was a whole lot smaller, and went to the
side door and got it opened.

That made it a whole lot easier to get into the dumpster, not to mention
that I could just throw the clothes, shoes and other articles right into
the van, seeing how I had ripped open most all of the bags looking through
them earlier. I had most of the stuff in the van in about 20 minutes, and
there was a heap of stuff. I found four more bags that I had not checked
yet, close to the bottom of the dumpster, and sort of had to shove them
over the edge of the dumpster and into the van. It is funny how much
strength that I had lost, and even though I was not a really strong person
before, now I was down right weak.

After getting all the clothes into the van that were in the dumpster, I got
out and situated them better into the van, putting the male clothes that I
had started the evening with in between the front seats. I figured that if
something did happen, then at least I would have a point to start
explaining from, but then also knew that no matter how much explaining that
I did, no one would ever believe me. I then decided to go over to the two
dumpsters that were the closest to the one the clothes were in, and see if
anything else of related interest to the clothes I had now were in them. A
quick check showed nothing more than just trash, so I headed back to the
van.

I got back into the van, and looked at the watch, which showed it to be
about 5:00 AM, so I knew that I had better get going before it got too
light, and before people started getting up and moving around. I knew that
the streets would still be pretty empty for at least another hour, but I
still did not want to take too many chances. So I started up the van, and
headed back to home.

Once home, I got the van into the garage, and got the garage door back
down. I felt a sigh of relief sweep over me, for I knew that it had been a
very exhaustive night, and I was still confused, not to mention still in
shock. It was then that I realized that I had been up for most of the 24
hour period and was quite tired. Of course, with all of the excitement I
was still a bit wired, and knew that I had some things to take care of
before I was ready to get a nap.

I then also thought about what to do if someone were to come around, and
what to do if my folks called, or even worse, if they were to come over.
It would not be pleasant to try to explain my existence, especially since
I was actually their son, and looked like no one they had ever met before
now. Plus, they are old, and it would not be good to see them have a heart
attack, or a stroke if they were to find out who I was.

I decided to lock all the doors, and to pull the electric plug on the
garage door so it could not be opened with the door opener. I then put all
the burglar catches on the doors, and decided to pull the drapes throughout
the house. It would still look suspicious, but at least it would buy me
some time if any one were to come around. Maybe by then I would either be
gone, or would come up with a good excuse. As I thought about it though,
there would not be finding any excuse, but would just have to be gone
before someone decided that my old self was dead and trapped inside the
house. I figured that with any lick, that would be about three days, which
was not going to be enough time, but at least I could come into a little
money through the ATM, and get out of the house. I wondered though if my
finger prints were still my old ones, only smaller, or if they were
different. All I needed was to be accused of killing my old self and spend
the rest of my life in prison in my new, exciting self.

I decided to go ahead and get the clothes out of the van, and put them into
the den. I did not know what to do after that, but at least I had a
starting point.

I got the van door open, and so I started hauling the clothes into the
house, trying not to worry about where to put them or the amount of clothes
that I was bringing in. I decided that I could always go through them, and
get the ones that I wanted, and then haul the others out to another
dumpster in a night or two.

When it was done, I figured out that I had 14 trash bags that had been
totally packed with all types of clothes, and two which had shoes in them.
Then there was another two, which were not totally packed, but were about
half full of cosmetics, and other goodies out of the toilet. I gleamed all
over, and still felt like a kid in a candy store. Anticipation was filling
me, and making it hard to think. I wanted to try on all of the clothes,
and I got totally wet with the thought of being able to wear clothes like
these, and be able to fulfil my wildest fantasies.

I finally realized that I needed a bath, and a nap, so I started looking
through the bags with the cosmetics, for I remembered that there was a
razor in them, and probably other things that I had not thought of needing
yet as well. I did find the razor, and some shaving cream. I also found
some "Nair" and some deodorant, and also a brush, and some bath oil. I
also found the butt plugs, and the dildos, and started getting all wet with
excitement.

I took all of my goodies to the toilet, and put them on the counter. I
then started the water for the bath, and proceeded to take off my clothes
and pile them up next to the door. I looked into the mirror and was
mesmerized by the sight of my naked body. I thought of all the times that
I had fantasized about being a woman, and now finally, I was a very sexy
young lady.

I finally popped out of my dream, and looked at the tub, which was about
full of water. I put in some bath oil, and then turned off the water. I
sat down on the toilet and peed again, thinking that I would just have to
learn to get used to that feeling, but figured that in time it would just
become second nature.

I got up, and slowly eased myself into the tub, only to realize that I had
forgotten the razor, and shaving cream. I got back out, and put them on
the tub edge, and slipped back into the tub. The warm water felt so good,
and so I just laid there, relaxing. I was so relaxed I almost went to
sleep, and so I panicked again. That would be really bad to drown in the
bath tub, and no one would even know who I was. Talk about being in
between a rock and a hard place. My old self would be sought, and probably
have a warrant out for his arrest, and of course they would not find me, so
then it would ruin my folks and my sisters. I decided that I had better
take it a little easier, and try to make things work out for the best.

I got all soaped up, and so then I got out the shaving cream and started
shaving my legs. I had done that in my past, and it always excited me, but
this time it was even more exciting, and I was in a totally different body.
I got both legs shaved, and so I started shaving up my thighs. I got to
shaving close to my pussy, so then I decided that I would go ahead and
shave it totally, and try to get used to it from the very start. I had
heard that it is uncomfortable when it grows back out, so I was expecting
the worse, but I still decided that it would be nice to have it shaved from
the start of my new life.

I got all the hair below my waist shaved, and almost came as I shaved my
pussy. I got so excited that I had to put a couple of fingers into my
pussy and started to gently stroke it, and that got me all excited and I
started really losing total control of myself. As my fingers plunged into
my steaming gash, I flooded with more and more deep thoughts on what it
would be like to be a woman. I knew it would be exciting but this was more
than I had ever expected.

I had both legs up on the wall at the end of the tub, and had my back
arched to the point that my head was almost under the water. The more that
I plunged my fingers into myself, the higher I got on my trip of ecstasy,
and I didn't realize it, but I started moaning and was getting completely
lost in my adventure. I thought that I was the most excited lady in the
world, and got more and more excited, just imagining a nice big cock
plunging in and out of my steaming pussy.

I was plunging my fingers in and out so fast, that I had no idea what speed
they were going, and then I reached a earth shattering orgasm, screaming as
I came, and shaking with ecstasy. I actually came so hard that I lost
control of trying to hold my head up above the water, and as it went under
the sweet smelling water, I managed to inhale about a pint.

My legs came right off the wall and pushed into the far edge of the tub,
forcing my head up out of the water. I was still shaking, but felt a very
huge relief of the tension that I had gained since the ordeal had started.
I was washed over with a relief, and so I settled back into the tub, and
rested my head against edge of the tub. If I had known what a woman's
orgasm was like, I would have prayed to all the powers above to bring me
into this world long ago.

I decided that it was time to finish getting through the bath, for fatigue
was starting to set in after my orgasm. I got the razor back into my hand,
and started shaving my under arms, noticing that there was very little hair
on my arms. I was still mesmerized with this new body, and was starting to
get a little worked up once again.

I finally finished with the bath, and so I got out and got all dried off.
That was exciting in itself, and I had some trouble with getting away from
my pussy as I was getting it all dried off. I looked around, and decided
that I needed some powder for my body, so I padded out to the den, and
started digging through one of the sacks of cosmetics. I found some
powder, and so I went back into the bathroom and got all powdered up with
some really sweet smelling perfumed powder.

I went back into the den and started digging through the clothes, and
finally found a nice negligee. It was a baby doll type, still on a hanger,
and had the ruffled bottoms already with it. I slipped the bottoms over my
now hairless legs, and over my hips. I then slipped the top over my head
and managed to get my arms through the holes. Man, it was making me hot
again, and it was starting a fire deep within my aching pussy.

I decided to go on to bed, but as I was passing the toilet where I took my
bath, I remembered that I had taken the dildos in there with me when I was
going to take a bath, and so I went in and grabbed up the 8" dildo that had
a realistic look with it. I washed it off carefully, being sure to use
soap and water, and dried it. I then decided to head for the bedroom.

I got into bed, and so I decided that it was time for this young lady to
get fucked with her first dick. It may be rubber, but a girl has to use
what a girl has at hand, I laughingly said to myself.

I reached down and put my hand under my panties, and touched my clit. That
sent several waves of electricity through my body, and I instantly started
getting wet. It only took me a second to realize that the panties were
just going to get in the way, so I arched my back up and slid them down to
give my roaming hand better access. I laid my hand on my now moist pussy,
and allowed a finger to slowly enter into my steamy hole. Oh, it felt so
nice to have a gash, and that excited me in it's own way. As my finger
slid into my now wet slit, I slowly brought it right back out, and slowly
circled my clit with the moist finger. Something just really was
electrifying about this experience, and I really did want it to last for a
long time.

The thought of having a dick in my mouth crossed my mind, and so I reached
for the dildo. After fumbling around for a couple of seconds, not wanting
to let go of my pussy with my other hand, I finally found the dildo, and
got it up towards my mouth. Wild thoughts of a lover flowed through my
mind, sending more and more electric pulses through my now overly hot
pussy.

I got the dildo up to my lips, and fantasizing about a lover, slowly kissed
the tip of it, allowing my tongue to just dart out a little, adding just a
drop of moisture to the artificial dick. I was getting out of control with
my other hand, and so I slid my finger out of my gash, and allowed it to
start slowly rubbing my clit. I then let the head of the dildo slip into
my wanton mouth, and got just the head in past my teeth. The dildo was
larger than I had thought about, and just the head was quite a stretch for
my mouth's lips. But I slowly slid it in, farther and farther, allowing it
to slide over my tongue, while letting my other hand continue to rub my
clit.

After there was about 3" into my mouth, I let my fingers plunge back into
my awaiting pussy, and kept working the dildo farther into my mouth,
allowing it to hit the back of my throat. I decided to try to concentrate
on my pussy, so that maybe I could get the dildo to work pas the back of my
throat, and slip it deeper into my mouth. I gagged a couple of times,
making it hard to keep my thoughts on my now flaming pussy, but I finally
managed to get over that part. My lips were about stretched to their limit
as well, but I slowly got all 8" of the rubber cock down into my throat,
working it back and forth like my mouth was getting fucked by my fantasy
lover.

Finally I decided that it was time to get the rubber cock into my now more
than ready pussy, so I slowly withdrew the dildo from my mouth, and gave it
a gentle kiss goodbye, knowing that I would make love to it again in the
near future. I then withdrew my fingers out of my pussy, and gave my clit a
gentle massage as I reached up and took the dildo in both hands. Oh, I was
so very excited, and it was all that I could do to not come before I ever
got that wonderful looking rubber cock into my wanton pussy.

I slowly slid the head of the rubber dick down to my pussy lips, and then
allowed it to touch them gently. I slid the dildo slowly up and down my
steamy pussy, and slowly allowed it to rub a circle over my now very
sensitive clit. I spread my legs farther a part, and started imagining my
fantasy lover mounting the space between my legs. Oh, I needed that cock
so bad, and was about to come before my time.

I slowly allowed the head of the big rubber dick to enter into me, feeling
the sensitivity of my inner pussy walls as the rubber cock slowly moved
into a rhythm controlled by my eager hands. I brought it back out, and
slowly allowed it to enter my quickly moistening gash a little more. Oh,
how I wanted this feeling to last for eternity, and so I tried to imagine
my lover slowly kissing me, and allowing the moment to last, keeping me on
the brink of ecstasy for as long as we would both last.

The more that the rubber cock entered into me though, the more pain that I
felt as my virgin pussy walls started to stretch. The pain was very easily
bearable though with the excitement that my clit was feeling as the dildo
pushed up towards the top part of my pussy. I kept working it ever so
slowly into me, trying not to damage myself, even though I wanted to plunge
that beautiful item deep into myself and ravish myself thoroughly.

I kept getting it into myself, and just by chance allowed my fingers to
roam up to my breasts. That almost put my right over the edge! I started
moaning, and before I knew it I had taken all 8" of the rubber cock fully
into myself and was starting to plunge it into my overly excited pussy
faster and faster. I pinched a nipple as the cock plunged into me, and my
whole ass came off the bed, and I groped one tit and then the other. I was
set afire, and if the house was burning down I would have never have
noticed.

The faster that I drove that beautiful rubber cock into myself, the harder
I massaged my tits, and that had my back arched like I was a pretzel. I
was nearing the edge very quickly, and was so caught up in my actions, I
never realized that I was moaning loud enough to raise the dead. I started
shaking my head back and forth as I felt an orgasm coming, and with a
scream I came so hard that I thought that I was going to pass out. The
rush was such that I about flooded myself with juice, and made a big wet
spot in the bed.

I was panting like a dog when I finally finished climaxing, and was all
aglow from the wild ride I had with the rubber cock. All I seemed to have
the strength to do was lay there and let my thoughts race through my mind.
I had never came that hard in all of my life, and while I was a man, I had
never even realized how hard a woman could come. And it felt so good to
have that big dildo just filling my pussy, and letting my pussy muscles
contract and retract against it. I never wanted to let it go, but I knew
that I needed some sleep, for now I was totally exhausted after such a wild
ride.

I slowly withdrew my rubber lover, and allowed my pussy to slowly shrink
back. It felt lonely with out having a filling, but I told myself that it
would always be there when I wanted it. One thing was for sure, I could
always enjoy my newly found friend when I was in my time of need.

I allowed the dildo to fall to the floor next to the bed, and pulled up the
bottoms of the Baby Doll. Then I curled up under the covers. My mind was
wild with thoughts, and I doubted that I would be able to sleep, but I was
very wrong, for I soon drifted off to the land with the Sandman.

Chapter 2

I woke up a little later, around Noon, and had to pee really bad. I got up
and headed for the toilet. I slid my fingers under the waist band of the
panties and pulled them down, wincing as they pulled away from my shaved
pussy. I realized that I needed to clean up after a hot night like I had
early that morning with the dildo, for the goo left over dried and was like
glue to my pussy and panties. I relieved myself, and got up off the
toilet, and let my panties fall to the floor. I walked over to the mirror,
and seen why one needed to dry their hair before going to bed, for it was
frizzy mess.

I decided that I needed some coffee to get awake, so I padded out to the
kitchen, and got the coffee maker started up. Set out a coffee cup and
looked out the kitchen window into the yard, letting my thoughts roam about
what to do today. I did not know what to do exactly, or where to go, but I
still figured that it would all work out some how. I just knew that I was
still in amazement at being a woman now, and that I felt like the luckiest
woman alive.

As the coffee was brewing, I decided to go to the heap of clothes and see
about finding something to wear for today. I sat down, cross legged by the
heap and started pulling out some of the various clothes. There was a
multitude of short skirts and tight blouses, lots of dresses, and a few
pairs of jeans, and some shorts. I could quickly see that I had mostly
skirts and dresses, which was not going to be too big a problem, for I had
always fantasized about wearing dresses and skirts for most of my life.

I got to the lingerie, and started a new pile with them. It did surprise
me that there was a lot of garter belts and bras, most that matched, and
only a few pair of thongs. There were about a dozen pair of thongs, which
was way out of proportion to the amount of garter belts and bras, and then
there were about six pair crotchless panties. There were several body
suits, and about a dozen corsets. Many pair of stockings, most which were
new, and several pair of pantyhose, many of them which were new. All the
clothes smelled clean, so it sort of intrigued my to as why they were
thrown away at all. But I let those thoughts pass out of my mind about as
quickly as they had entered.

There were several negligees, of all different types and some with bottoms
and some without. And then there was a big fluffy bathrobe, which I laid
aside for later use. There were also lots of belts, and some scarves.
Most of the shoes were high heeled, with the shortest pair looking like
they had about a 4" tall heel. A couple of pair of tennis shoes and a pair
of sandals. A couple of pair of tights, and two body suits for perhaps the
gym, or work outs. And then there was more cosmetics than I knew what to do
with, with all colors of fingernail polish, and lipstick, eye shadow, make
up, mascara... just more than I knew how to apply to my body, but then I
figured that I would work that part out in time.

I decided to get up and get a cup of coffee, so I grabbed the bathrobe, and
got a cup of coffee. I then went to the toilet, and got ready to get all
cleaned up, for I could smell the sex I had last night with my rubber
friend, and that sort of started making me moist down in my pussy as I
remembered the terrific orgasm that I had.

I slipped the top of the Baby Doll over my head, and tossed it with my
soiled panties. Then I reached up and squeezed my tits as I was looking in
the mirror, which sent a wave through me starting deep in the depths of my
pussy. I told myself to behave, or I would never get anywhere today, so I
got the water to running in the tub, and pulled the lever for the shower
when it was good and warm.

I got into the shower, and felt the relaxing rush of the warm water over my
body, which was pounding gently across my chest. The sensation of the
water against my breasts started exciting me, and sending anticipation all
through my body. I got my hair washed, and start lathering up, realizing
that I had already started getting a few nubs of hair on my body even
though it was just a few hours since I had shaved.

I got a hold of the razor and started shaving, not taking very long, and
just touching up around my armpits, and my pussy. I put some soap on my
fingers and allowed them to slide into my damp pussy, sending electric
shocks through my body. As the water pounded against my chest I let my
fingers slowly massage my cleft, and rubbed the palm of my hand against my
clit. I quickly seen that I needed to get off again, so I continued to
plunge two fingers into my slick slit.

It did not take me too long to reach a mild orgasm, which was satisfying,
and so then I soaped up my fingers and washed out my pussy once again. I
then allowed the water to rinse off my body, and as the water was getting
cold, I turned it off. I got out of the shower and dried myself, taking
care to not get carried away at my slit, for I knew that I would end up all
messy again if I did not try to get my desires under control. I then
slipped on the bathrobe and started digging out the hair dryer.

I got to drying my hair, and while watching myself in the mirror, I
realized that I had pretty bushy eye brows for a woman. I also had no idea
how to put on make up and started wondering just how I was going to learn
that art. I always knew that putting on make up was a art of it's own, and
not something that was easily done, but something that was learned over a
period of time. I fantasized about how I would look in perfectly shaded
eyeliner and a nicely painted face, with my well proportioned body. Then I
came back out of the day dream and figured that I had ought to try to apply
make up sparingly at first, and maybe slowly I would get the hang of it so
that it would look like I really new what I was doing. But that would take
place later if at all today.

I picked up my coffee and went out into the den, and looked at the clothes
pile. I dug through the lingerie, and found a nice lacy white bra, looking
at the tag on it. It said that it was a "Vanity Fair" variety, and that
the size was a 34C. I wondered how large my chest was, and so now I knew.
I also knew that I did not need a bra, for my tits were almost at
attention, but I had also heard about how they can sag over a long period
of time if one did not give them some support. I wondered if there was any
fact to that, or if the tits sagged aver time any way. But I dug through
the lingerie, looking for a pair of hose and found a thong that also was
white, with some lace, but did not quite match the bra. I was not going to
wear any panties, but then I decided that maybe I ought to so that I did
not reveal too much if I went out into public. I remembered that I was not
used to keeping my legs closed, and figured that I would expose myself
quite easily.

I slid the thong up my legs, and pulled it up over my hips and positioned
the back between the cheeks of my ass. It felt so good to have on panties,
and not have a bulge in the front, and with the flatness up front, it
started getting me excited. I told myself to behave, and allowed myself to
cool off for a few minutes before taking off the bathrobe and putting on
the bra. This bra was easy, for all I had to do was lip my arms through
the straps and hook it in the front. I positioned my tits into the cups,
and got them babies all nice and comfortable.

I dug out a pair of pantyhose, and since I had worn them I was a male, got
them all bunched up and slid them up my legs. I had looked at the tag, and
found they were a size small, but they fit perfectly, and so I got the top
all snug up my waist and got the crotch snug up against my pussy. I then
dug through the clothes and found a polyester blouse that was not wrinkled
too badly, and slipped my arms into it, allowing the front to hang open. I
went to button it, and found that a new experience, for the buttons were on
the wrong side as compared to that of a man's shirt. But I finally got it
buttoned and enjoyed how it felt against my body. I left a couple of
buttons open so that I could show the cleft between my breasts, but also
knew that if I were to be embarrassed out in public then I could easily
button up one of them.

I dug through the clothes again, and found a skirt, which was quite short,
and made out of denim. It had a double zipper that went all the way up it,
and could either be used to show more leg, and so that I could get it on
easily. It was a pretty nice skirt, and looked pretty tight, so I thought
that I would go ahead and put it on.

I slid the skirt up over my hips, and go the tag in the back, which put the
zipper in the front. I had thought that the zipper would be in the back,
but that was okay, I would just keep the zipper closed so that I did not
flash anything in front of the wrong people. Thoughts of getting raped
crossed my mind, but that just started exciting me, so I had to force them
out of my mind before I got all wet again.

I decided to try to get a face on, so I started digging through the
cosmetics, and laid out some of the items. I then went into the Utility
room, and found a basket that I had kept over the years. I took that back
into the den, and rummaging through the cosmetics sack, found some make up
that was there, and a eye liner set. I also grabbed a bottle of perfume,
and some mascara. There were various other items there, and I found a set
of tweezers, and some lipsticks. There was cold cream there as well, so I
decided to go into the bathroom and try my hand at getting ready to go out
into public.

I took the tweezers out and started pulling out some of the hairs from my
eye brows. Man, that hurt like all hell! But eventually I managed to get
them pretty thin. I then decided to put on some of the make up, trying to
keep it pretty light so that I would not look like a whore, even though I
think my pussy would have liked being one of those. I was amazed at how
the make up went on, and it actually did not look too bad, even though it
did not look professional, it would pass, especially seeing how it was just
my first try.

I then looked at the different eye shadows, and chose one of the blue ones,
thinking about how I have seen other women wearing mostly blue, and some
with red or brown hues. At least I had been observant while I was a man,
so I at least had an idea of how to do some of the stuff. I got that onto
my eye lids, even though it was a fight to keep the eye lid shut as I put
the eye shadow on the lid. I then dug out the mascara, and started putting
it onto my eyelashes, and of course, I managed to get some of it into my
eye, and that burnt like all get out too, but I did manage to get it out
without messing up my other make up too badly.

I then got out some lipstick, and put it on, trying to get it to look like
the lips of other women I have seen in the past. After rubbing it off a
couple of times, I managed to get it to look similar to what I had
expected. I polished off the look with just a touch of rouge, trying to
use it quite sparingly, and trying to make it fade into the make up.
Looking into the mirror I was pretty happy with my first vain attempt at
getting some war paint onto my face. I was turned on by my looks, and had
to force my mind once again to not think about my pussy, or I would have my
fingers stroking it before I knew it.

I then headed back out into the den, and decided that I would see about
trying to walk in some of the many pairs of high heels. I found a nice
pair of black patent leather ones, that looked as though they were a pair
of the lower heeled ones, and sat in the chair and slid them onto my feet.
I stood up, testing my balance, and after feeling how the high heels
forced my toes into the toe of the shoe, took a step forward, and started
walking slowly around the house. I could quickly tell that it would be a
while before I would be able to walk very much in the high heels, and
decided that I would probably have to spend some of my money on a couple of
pairs of shoes that only had 2" or so heels.

I decided to get around, so I squatted down by the shoes and other items of
accessories, and realized that I needed to close my legs or I would never
learn to not flash unsuspecting souls when I needed to get something picked
up. I close my legs, almost losing my balance, and started rummaging
through the stuff looking for a belt. I found a black one that was pretty
wide, and also seen a nice black purse, that was pretty large and looked as
though it was made out of leather.

Standing up, I put the purse onto the table, and put the belt around my
waist. It was snug, but felt pretty good, and just looking down decided
that it would be an acceptable accessory. I then picked back up the purse,
and found my jeans from last night, when I was a man, and dug through the
pockets and got out my keys, change and wallet. I went back over to the
shoes and accessories, and started rummaging through all of that, looking
for a coin purse, which there were two or three of, all new, and looked as
though they must have been gifts for someone. I took a black one, and
transferred all of the stuff out of my wallet into that, and put the
billfold into my purse. I then just dropped the change into a pocket
inside the purse, and threw my keys into the main part of the purse.

I rummaged through the cosmetics, and put several items from there into my
purse, lipsticks, nail polishes, eyeliners and mascara's, and then went to
the toilet and picked up the make up I had on. I figured that I may need
the stuff while out, especially if I were to forget and brush my face and
smudge up the make up.

I decided to go and pee, and take off for the ATM, and start getting out
some of the money I had before I had to get out of the house I had when I
was a man, and find out how to live my life as the new woman that I now
was.

I slowly ambled my way out to the garage and got into the car, and rummaged
through my purse for the keys. I laughed to myself for I had often gave
some of my ex girlfriends hell about never being able to find their keys,
and now I was on their side of the fence. But I found them, and slipped on
the seatbelt, which slid down between my breasts, sending rushes that
flushed my face as the electricity of excitement coursed through my body.
It was going to be hard to control things if I did not get a grasp on the
sexual side of this change.

I took off in the van, and headed for the bank ATM, which was not too far
away. I got out $300.00 and decided that I would have to continue to try
to horde my money until I figured out a way to get some ID, and then
eventually a job. Panic coursed through me again, for I did not exactly
know what to do about any of that, for without a birth certificate, no one
would know who I was, and I did not think there was anyway to get a
Driver's License, let alone a Social Security number so that I could get a
job that paid more than minimum wage. I felt tears well up in my eyes, and
so I had to tell myself it would be all right, and that all it would do was
smear the make up if I did not cease thinking about those problems.

Since it was about 3:00 PM, I felt the pangs of hunger in my stomach, so I
decided that I would see about getting a quick bite to eat. I decided to
go to the restaurant that was close by, and see about getting a little
something to eat. I went to the "Perkins" down the road, and parked the
van. As I got out of the van, my subconscious reminded me that I needed to
watch my actions, for while I was getting out my legs spread, and my skirt
quickly slid where the hem was right at my crotch, showing all I had
underneath. I was certainly glad that I had chosen to wear panties, for as
I looked around I realized that I had just flashed an old man and he had a
deep smile on his face.

I got into the restaurant, and was seated by the window. I ordered a
salad, remembering that a lady needed to eat lightly in order to keep her
figure, and only eat heavily on rare occasions. I indulged in a Diet Coke,
and waited, looking out the window towards the street as I waited for the
waitress to bring me my salad. I let my mind wander, wondering what was
going to work out in the future for me, and wondering how I was going to
get myself into the role of the new woman that I was. I suddenly realized
that I needed a name, for my old male name of Steven just was not going to
work out anymore. I had read several "transformation" stories in the past,
and remembered that most of those characters had taken an alternative
feminine name, so I decided that Stephanie would work out quite well. That
way I could remember it, and when someone spoke to me I would know it was
me who needed to answer.

When the salad came, I slowly ate the enticing lettuce, allowing each bite
to savor in my mouth before swallowing. My throat was a little sore, and
it took me a little while before I figured out it was because of my rubber
cock that I had down my throat before I had slept. That aroused me between
my thighs, and so I had to concentrate to keep myself from getting all
worked up over the ordeal.

I finished the salad, and so I decided to go to the shoe store and see
about buying a couple pair of shoes with lower heels, for the ones that I
had on were starting to remind me of the torture that my toes were going
through as I balanced my tiny frame on them. So I got back into the van,
watching how I slid in so I would not expose myself again, and headed for a
shoe store.

I decided that since I needed to watch how much money that I spent on going
to the "Kinney's" down the road. I pulled the van into the parking lot,
and carefully slid out of the van, taking great pains to not allow my skirt
to slide up my thighs. I went inside and was greeted by a very good
looking salesman, who took me right to my size of shoes. He showed me a
seat, and after telling him that I was looking for some shoes with a lower
heel than those that I had on, he got a couple of pair off the shelf.

He commented on how nice my legs looked, and that I fit the high heels that
I had on quite well. It did not take me too long to realize that he must
have a foot and leg fetish, for he took great pains in finding some nice
shoes that were on the shelf. He squatted down, and slipped the high heel
off my right foot, sort of massaging the back of the calf of my leg as he
held it in his hand. I was careful not to allow my legs to part, so I
would not show him more than I had already due to my very short skirt.

After trying on several pair of shoes, I decided on two pair that had 2"
heels, and while they still tortured my already aching toes, they were
still a whole lot more comfortable than those with 4" heels. As I went up
to the counter with him, I felt his had brush my cheek of my butt as he had
me step in front of him, not actually copping a feel, but still getting a
little enjoyment out of the touch. It was enjoyable to me as well, but
only because I sensed that this gorgeous man actually would like to get
into my panties.

As I was paying for the shoes, the salesman said, "Are you from around
here?"

"No, I am just visiting a friend. I will only be here for a few days." I
slowly lied to him.

"Well," he continued, "I was wondering if you are not doing anything
tonight, I would like to take you out for some supper, and maybe a movie."

I smiled, for I knew this was a "Classic" line, and I had actually used it
myself while I was a man.

"I do have some things to do tonight, and so it is not a real good time,
but perhaps I will be free in a day or so", thinking that this would get me
off the hook.

He quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it to me.
"This is my home number and my work number. So if you are free, just give
me a call, for I have no real plans right now", he said.

"Okay", I replied with a smile across my face, feeling on top of the world.

I got over the payment for the shoes, and felt the wetness return to my
pussy as I exited out the door of the store. I opened the van, and not
paying attention, slid right in, spreading my legs and putting on a good
show for anyone who was looking my way. It was going to be really hard for
me to get used to wearing a skirt, but somehow I would get used to it.

I headed back for home, trying to keep the thoughts of the afternoon out of
my head, and got into the driveway. I parked the van in the garage and got
inside the house. I seen all the clothes in the floor and so I decided
that I was going to have to do something about them, and figure out what to
do within the next couple of days. I decided to get out the suitcases, and
iron some of the skirts, blouses and dresses, and get them ready for a
trip. I could pack them into the van, and get to some town, and ditch the
van, and then try to make a life for myself.

I had ironed quite a few items, neatly packing them into the suitcases, and
getting the lingerie all packed in one of them. There was still lingerie
in a fair sized pile, but they were sort of the "culls", which were still
in good shape, but did show a little wear. I tried to organize the
clothing the best that I could, setting it up so that I had a matching
blouse for each skirt, and the dresses I hung on some clothes hangers along
the shelf in the den. I also put all the shoes into a pile taking a good
look at the various heights of the heels. I found that several of the
pairs had 6" and 5" heels, which would make my tiny feet feel like I was
trying to walk like a Ballerina.

As digging through the cosmetics, I found several packages of Birth Control
Pills, so I put them into my purse after taking one for the current day. I
figured that I would be wanting to be promiscuous one of these days and I
for sure did not want to be pregnant with everything that I already ought
to be worrying about. There was also a box of tampons, and a box of
feminine napkins, so I took a few out and slipped them into my purse as
well, for I sure didn't want something to happen that I should have been
prepared for. When I went to pee again, I also put one of the butt plugs
into my purse, for who knew when I might want to try that out, and finding
a bottle of lubricant, put that with it.

I sat down and decided to just rest and enjoy some of the evening when the
door bell rang all of a sudden. Panic attack big time! My heart started
racing, and I got weak at the knees, wondering who it could be at the door.
I tip toed slowly to the peep hole, and looked out onto the porch, seeing
that it was another lady, one who I did not know. That eased the panic a
little, but then too, I was afraid that it may be one of the ladies who my
folks were friends with and she may want something from my old male self.
I decided to not answer the door, but then she rang the bell again, and
that about made me jump out of my skin.

Then I heard her, "Come on and open the door, for I know your situation",
she said dryly.

I just stood there stunned, wondering just who this lady was, and if she
really did know what had happened to me.

"Open the door or I will be forced to enter through it anyway", she loudly
spoke.

I decided that maybe I ought to open the door and see if she really did
know what my situation was, and thinking that if she did, then apparently
she must have had some magic involved with the lingerie that I had put on
in the dumpster.

"This is your last chance little lady, or I will make this tougher on you
than you can imagine", I heard her voice again.

So, I slowly unlocked the burglar catch on the door and unlocked the
deadbolt. As I opened the door, she opened the storm door and pretty much
forced her way into my house. I was caught off guard, as she said,
"Get your ass in here and get ready to come along with me".

"Who are you", I stammered, still never imagining that this is what would
happen.

"I am your new Master, and it is time that you came with me. It was the
clothes that I had discarded which you chose to take, and since you are now
a lady, you shall be mine until I decide otherwise." She said dryly.

"How is it that you knew where I lived", I asked timidly.

"Because I am a Witch, and I had a spell on the clothes, and when you chose
to put them on they alerted me, leading me throughout your path", she
answered.

"So, you can help me", I asked.

"Yes", she said, "But for at least a while you are to be mine. I will show
you how to act, and how to perform, and you will do as I say, or I will
make life quite unbearable for you. Do you understand?"

"Yes", I meekly answered, not knowing exactly what she was talking about,
but figuring that if she was a Witch, then she could probably turn me into
a goat or something. Or worse, she could take away my new found body. But
I felt assured that apparently she would be able to get me set up in this
world with identification and a life I could call my own.

"I see that you have been sorting through the clothes, and have them pretty
much all packed up, so gather the rest of your things and lets get going",
she said to me.

"Okay," I replied, "But where are we going to go?"

"To my house of course, where I will teach you how to be a lady, and you
will serve me as my maid," she told me.

"Okay, but do I need all of the clothes?" I asked.

"Yes," she retorted, "What else do you think you will use for body
covering? Do you not think on your own?"

Well yes, but I just thought that if you were a Witch, then I thought that
maybe you would just conjure up some clothing or something. I just did not
know." I said to her hesitantly.

"You do have a lot to learn, but that is not surprising. First off, I do
not like to be questioned, nor do I want to argue with you, and if you do
not stop, then I will go and you can figure out how to get on with your
life with out my help. Secondly, what you have read about Witches in books
is not quite how it happens, and we can't just pull clothes out of thin air
with a wave of our hand, a Witch can only perform certain acts of magic,
and they have to be very carefully thought out and then a spell is cast
before it can work. Enough of that now, grab up some clothes and take them
out to the car. I will help you and then we can be gone." She said to me.

"Okay, I am just sort of really confused right now," I tried to
respectively respond.

"Don't worry about it right now, I am not a cruel person, but I can get a
little short when I am tired." She replied.

So I started closing the suitcases and went to the kitchen and got some
trash bags to put the clothes that I had not had room for in the suitcases,
and put them into the sacks. I made a quick pass through the toilet and
the bedroom, picking up my dildo as I went through there and the soiled
Baby Doll. I got everything picked up under the watchful eye of the Witch,
when I realized that I did not know what her name was.

"What do I call you", I asked.

"My name is Samantha, but I would rather you called me Ms. S." she
responded.

"Okay, and I really am grateful that you have came to my rescue, for I did
not know what I was going to do after the next couple of days, for I knew
that I would not be able to stay here." I told her.

"I know that, and so while I was not sure that I wanted another to train, I
did feel like I owed it to you to get you all taken cared of since I did
feel a little responsible for what has happened to you", she told me. Then
she added, "Do you still have the lingerie that

you had on when you were
transformed into a woman?"

"Yes, they are in the purse over there," I said as I pointed to a big purse
that looked as though it was probably a tourists.

She went over and picked up the bag, saying, "Well, you won't have any more
use for these, so I will get rid of them so they do not put another into
the same situation that you are in."

I looked at her, and the words sort of slipped out of my lips, "You mean
that you did not intend for these to be in the dumpster?"

"No", she responded, "They were tossed out by the owner of the Apartment
Complex where one who I trained before was staying. She had apparently
left for some place, and left her clothes there. I forgot about the
lingerie with the spell I had cast upon them, and they were actually
intended to rejuvenate her to youthfulness, not to transform a man into a
woman."

"Ohh, I had no idea", I said.

"That is okay, now let's get these things into my car, and let's get out of
here," she said to me.

I gathered up a couple of suitcases, and she took a few of the lighter
things, and in about 15 minutes everything was transferred into her car. I
checked through the house one last time, and did not see or remember
anything that I had forgotten, and said goodbye to my old self. I locked
the door and went out to the car and climbed into the passenger side.

Samantha started up the car and pulled out of the drive, heading for town.

"So, where are we going," I inquired.

"Well, I have decided to get you all fixed up so that you can enjoy your
new life, and since I have a friend that is a Beautician, I thought that we
would go and get you a make-over," Samantha stated.

"A make-over? Like with make up?" I questioned.

"No, silly, I thought that I would let you get your hair done, have some
long nails applied and get you ears pierced. You need to look like the
beautiful young woman that you are," Samantha told me.

"Okay, that does sound intriguing," I told her.

As we drove down the road, we finally reached our goal, a Beauty Shop
called "Carol's Hair Emporium" which looked like a pretty nice
establishment.

"I had taken the liberty to already make an appointment, and while we are
just a little early, you are the last one in for today, so she will be able
to take care of everything. She is a good friend of mine, and I told her
that you had come to live with me, and so she is more than eager to get you
all fixed up." Samantha stated.

We entered into the shop, and was greeted by a pretty lady, quite slender,
but had way too much make up on for my tastes. She introduced herself,
"Hi, I am Georgia, and you must be......"

"Stephanie, and it is my pleasure to meet you as well," I replied.

"Well Stephanie, Ms. S. has already told us pretty much what you would
need, so shall we get started?", stated Georgia.

I wondered just what I was going to have done, but for some reason I
trusted Ms. S. and so I decided it would all be okay, so I didn't even
bother to ask, just made like I knew what was in store for me.

"So, Ms. S. has told us that you have been in the dark for quite a while,
and that this is your first trip to a city of this size. I do hope that
you are enjoying being here, and hope that you find the city enjoyable."
Said Georgia.

"Oh, I am enjoying it so much, and all the area that is filled with stores
is quite exciting." I stretched the truth to Georgia.

Georgia took me over to a seat, and said "I was told that you were wanting
a pedicure as well as false nails, so go ahead and take off you hose."

I almost died, and was sure glad that I had decided to wear panties when I
got dressed. I pulled up my skirt and grabbed the waist band of my hose
and pulled them down and then pulled back down my skirt. I kicked off my
high heels, and sat down so I could get my hose off my feet. I took my
hose and laid them with my high heels, and started getting sort of flushed.

"Do you have any preference with the color of nail polish Stephanie,"
Georgia asked.

"No, just what ever you recommend," I responded.

Georgia sat down and pulled over a table with the false nails on it, and
took my hand and started holding the nails up to see what size I needed to
be fit with. She then started mixing some epoxy and said to me, "Have you
ever had long nails?"

"No, I have just never been able to grow them out," I replied to her, not
really lying, but not telling her much else.

She said, "You have to be real careful for the first couple of weeks, for
they will get into everything, like ripping your hose, making it hard to
type, and scratching you when you least expect it."

I just sort of looked at her, nodding my head. I was really at a loss for
words.

With a little more small talk, Georgia got the nails all set onto my
fingers, and then said that she would go ahead and pint my toes. This was
the first time anyone had touched my feet, and I jumped as she slid one up
so she could brush on the nail polish. When she got done with the first
coat on my toes, she painted my nails, and then took off across the room.

As I was just sitting there, another lady came in, and spoke to me, "Hello,
I'm Annie, how are you today?"

I had not seen anyone else, and now I was taken aback. She informed me
that she was going to do my hair, and that she had been told that I wanted
my ears pierced. I told her yes, and so she set about messing with my h
air.

Georgia returned and tested my nails, and while I was not paying any
attention, she let her had slip into my lap and touch my thigh right above
the knee. I jumped, and she just smiled at me, and then she started slowly
moving her fingers around. I sort of liked the feeling, and did not think
too much about it, as I was enjoying having my hair worked with.

I slowly felt Georgia's fingers slide up towards my crotch, and so I
subconsciously opened my legs a little further, and allowed her to slip
those moving fingers onto my upper thigh. About that time, Annie stopped
playing with my hair and then I felt her face come near to my neck. I had
no idea what exactly was going on, but I also knew that I was feeling a lot
of electricity in my loins.

When Annie kissed my neck, Georgia reached my panty covered pussy, and I
moaned out loud. I knew what was happening now, and I also knew that it
felt pretty good. Since I was raised as a boy, I never even had any bad
thoughts about lesbianism, so I just spread my legs farther apart and let
Georgia rub her fingers across my nylon covered slit. I sort of let my
head fall back and Annie put her lips to mine and gave me a gentle kiss.
She then kissed me again, and then sort of laid into a nice kiss, where
she groped towards my lips with her tongue. About the same time I felt
Georgia's fingers glide up under the leg of my thong, and brush my quickly
moistening slit. That made me kiss back Annie just that much harder, and
really start getting into the scene.

Annie slid over farther to my left, coming around from the back, and let
her hand reach for my breast. Georgia then let her fingers move away from
my pussy, and up higher, reaching for the waistband of my thong, grasping
it and pulling it down. I braced my feet against the foot part of the
chair, and raised my butt slightly off the chair seat. That allowed
Georgia to pull my panties down around my ankles, and on off my body to be
tossed into the pile with my high heels.

As Annie continued to kiss me, and play with my breast, easing her fingers
into my blouse and down towards my bra, I felt Georgia's hair on the top of
my legs, and soon I felt her kissing me on my thigh, and quickly moving up
towards my crotch. I felt the zipper move up, and that gave me a whole lot
more freedom to widen my legs, and giving Georgia more room to get her head
down to my thigh. I was quickly getting so caught up in the ecstasy of all
this, I had forgotten about everything that I ever knew, but I did know
that I was getting so hot that I had to have some relief before too long.

When Georgia's tongue gently brushed my clit, I almost sucked Annie's
tongue out of her mouth, and grasped the arms of the chair, shuddering all
the way throughout my body. I was on fire, and just about felt like I had
just been electrocuted! Annie popped loose a couple more buttons on my
blouse, and then popped loose the catch on the front of my bra, freeing my
breasts and sending another shock through my body and deep into my pussy
where Georgia had just started probing with her hungry tongue.

Annie's hands moved to my very sensitive breasts, gently massaging them,
and then just sort of taking the nipples and rolling them gently back and
forth between her fingers. The sensation was exquisite, and I could feel
myself skyrocketing deep within myself very quickly. Georgia started
lapping deeper and deeper inside me, and then she started taking my clit
into her mouth and started sucking on it quite hard, sending wave after
wave of ecstasy through my body. And as I thought that I would never be
able to reach a higher point, Annie broke away from my lips, and moved down
to my tits, putting one in her mouth an started to suck. All I could do
was let a moan and shudder from deep within my body.

About that time, I felt Georgia's mouth move away from my pussy, and I felt
something enter into my slick cunt. Then I felt another, and then her
mouth went back to work, working over my clit like there was no tomorrow.
Annie moved to my other tit, and then gently bit down on my nipple. I
screamed as I started cumming, and know that I about flooded Georgia when I
came. It seemed like an eternity while I came, and when it subsided I felt
Georgia's mouth and tongue just gently lapping at my gash, and Annie
kissing gently on one tit and then the other.

I was beside myself, so thoroughly satisfied, and could feel the flushness
fill my cheeks and the warm afterglow enhance my body. Georgia pulled away
from my pussy, and then Annie quit kissing my tits, and returned up to give
me a couple of gentle kisses on the lips. I returned the kiss and thanked
her for the moment. She raised up, and then Georgia moved up and gave me a
kiss, sliding her tongue into my mouth, allowing me to taste my own juices
that were still in her mouth. She pinched my tit, and then also moved
back, taking the nail polish and shaking it.

Both women went back to work as I laid there almost exhausted, and filled
with amazement. Annie asked me to scoot back up into the chair, and so I
did, and then I reached up and started putting my breasts back into my bra,
hooking the clasp and getting them all situated. Georgia, without saying
anything, picked up my foot and started putting a second coat onto my toes.
Annie was doing something behind me, which I was not aware of, and then I
felt her take a hold of my ear, stating that she was measuring my ears for
the earrings.

I felt full in my pussy so I asked Georgia, "What did you insert into me?"

"Ben-Wa Balls, they will keep you excited when you walk with them. We sell
them here, and so I figured that you needed a set of them," Georgia
responded. "If you reach down and rub your pussy, then you will feel them
move around."

I did, and felt the balls move around some, sending a new wave of
excitement through my loins. I could tell that these were not exactly what
I needed right now, for I was too easily excited as it was, and these were
just going to keep me a wet mess. But I did not say anything, and just
moved back my hand and let it go at that.

I felt Annie mark my ears with a pen, and then I felt the shooting pain of
her putting in a set of earrings into my ear. Georgia was applying the
second coat of polish to my fingernails, and then I felt another sting in
my same ear.

"What are you doing to me?" I questioned to Annie.

"Ms. S. said that you wanted five pair of earrings in each ear, so I am
trying to get them started. Is it hurting too much?" Annie replied.

"No, I had just forgot that she said it was going to be a little painful."
I lied to Annie, not knowing that I would have more than one set in my
ears.

After a while, both women were done with me, and so I had long fingernails,
and them and my toes were all nicely polished with a pretty shade of red
polish. I had 5 pair of earrings in my ears, which were tender, but when I
looked into the mirror I also thought that they were quite pretty. I had a
new hair set, with all types of curls and some highlighting here and there,
making it look quite alive with life. And I now had a set of Ben-Wa balls
in my aching pussy. I had been loved on by both women, and so they kissed
me when they were done. That too made my already wet pussy just all that
wetter.

I slid out of the chair, and noticed that I had a wet spot on the seat, not
to mention that I was just a little stuck to it, so the women handed me a
damp towel so I could clean myself up a little. Annie playfully shot my
damp crotch with the hair dryer, which sent a wave of electricity from my
pussy all through my body, and checked to be sure that I did not have a wet
spot on my skirt. Georgia handed me my panties, which I slipped up my legs
and pulled them tight up against my crotch. That made the Ben-Wa balls
jostle around, and so I could rapidly see that there was going to be a
problem with those things before I got them out of me, but did not say
anything to Georgia. Then I sat down, and got my hose up my legs, and got
them all snuggled up against my crotch as well. I pulled the zipper down
on my skirt, and got the buttons buttoned on the blouse. I then slid the
high heels onto my feet, and got ready to make my appearance to Ms. S.

As I headed for the door to the lounge, Annie took my hand and put a well
placed kiss onto my lips, and then added just a little tongue. She said to
me, "Hope we get to see you again real soon. We could have a good time at
a party."

Then Georgia took a hold of me and grabbed the side of my face, and shoved
her mouth onto mine, forcing my lips apart, and kissing me like I had never
really be kissed before. Her hand slipped down the front of my skirt, and
pressed against my covered pussy. She then broke the kiss and told me
"Keep your nice tasty pussy all shaved for me, and keep the balls as a
remembrance. Please do hurry back soon, and we can all go out and have a
good time."

As I headed out into the lounge with the two beauticians trailing right
behind me, Ms. S. stood up. She looked at me and I seen her smile like she
was quite pleased with the outcome of the treatment. Then she looked at
Georgia, saying "I trust that you two gave Stephanie the 'Royal'
treatment?"

Georgia looked at her, saying "Yes Mamm, we only gave her the best of
service, and we hope that she will return again someday."

I went flushed, and just sort of looked at Ms. S. But I knew that she knew
what kind of 'treatment' that the two vixens had given to me.

Ms. S. paid the bill, and then motioned me to follow her to the car,
telling the two beauticians to have a good day. As I was going out the
door, both Annie and Georgia put their hands up to their mouths and blew me
a kiss, and so I kissed the air at them as the door was closing.


As I got into the car with Ms. S., I adjusted my skirt, and made myself
comfortable. Ms. S. then said to me, " I want to tell you the rules now,
and then let you decide whether you want to spend some time with me or not.
I am not a cruel lady, but I do enjoy a challenge, and so I want you to be
my slave, doing everything that I say, and do whatever I tell you to do
without any questions. If you agree, then I will take care of you for all
the time that you choose to stay with me, and will ensure that you are well
taken cared of. If you choose not to be my slave, then I will let you out
right here, and let you lead your own life as you see fit."

I looked at her, and said, "I have nothing, no ID, no credit cards, no
social security number. My life is lost, and I have no idea how to get it
started. What kind of choice is this?"

"Well, I guess that you have a problem, and a choice," she dryly said.

"Some choice," I said, and added "All I could be is a hooker, or at least
until I get arrested, and then I would be lost in the judicial system."

"Oh come now, it is not that bad. You do not have to be my slave forever,
just until you choose to leave. If you figure out some way to make your
own life, then you will be free to leave. I can get the documents to make
you be a person in this world, but will do it in my own sweet time." She
told me.

"Well," I said, "I guess that I do not have a choice, but yet do. The
alternative is pretty glum, but I want to know what I would be required to
do as your slave."

"The answer is either yes, or no. No questions. I will provide no
answers," she said as she whipped the car into a parking lot and screeched
to a stop.

"Okay, okay," I said, "I am so confused, what with the beauticians that you
apparently knew about, and these Ben-Wa balls in my pussy making me all hot
and bothered. I guess that my answer is yes, since I can always go my own
way if I decide that I can not handle it."

"Oh, I am sure that you will find out quite quickly," she said to me,
giving me a quick peck on my cheek. "Now, I want you to sit back, and
unzip your skirt, and put your hand on your crotch. Rub it as we head for
the house."

I looked at her, and said, "What? You can't be serious!"

She slapped me so quickly and hard it made my head spin. "I told you what
to do, and if you will not respond, then get out of the car right now!" she
barked at me.

Tears swelled in my eyes, and so I reached down and pulled the zipper up,
showing my panty and hose covered crotch. I put my hand on it, and slowly
started rubbing it, feeling the Ben-Wa balls as they shifted ever so
subtlety inside of me.

"Unbutton your blouse and unhook your bra, so that your tits are hanging
out. Then we will proceed on to the house." She said to me with a new
manner of commanding voice.

I reached up and unbuttoned the buttons on the blouse, tears slowly
streaking down my face, and released my breasts. She reached over and
pinched one nipple and then the other, saying "They just looked as though
they were not as perky as they needed to be." And then laughed a little as
she put the car into drive and started pulling through the parking lot.

"I told you to get your hand down to your crotch and start playing with
yourself. Have you already forgotten?" she said again.

"No, I mean yes, I forgot. I understand," I stammered in earnest.

She headed out of the parking lot, and turned out into the street. I was
grateful that it was dark, and that there were not too many cars out, but I
knew I would be seen if we had to stop at a signal light. Tears were still
flowing down my cheeks as I kept my hand rubbing my quickly moistening
snatch. I panicked when she said, "I am hungry, and I bet you could use a
little something as well. Shall we do McDonalds?"

All I could stammer is, "What if someone sees me?"

"Oh, it will be alright. No one will ever notice. You just keep that hand
to moving or else you will be seen as I march you off in front of the car
after we get into the lot." She told me.

We wheeled into the lot, with me still exposing myself, and playing with my
crotch. She pulled into the drive-thru and ordered a hamburger, two small
fries and a couple of cokes. I did not question or ask her why so little
food, for I was starting to feel the pangs of hunger and knew that I could
eat at least that much what with all the excitement that I had been through
so far today. The salad at lunch had long been gone, and so I hoped that
the burger was for me.

She pulled up to the window, making me blush and turning red. Handed the
girl at the window a ten, and then got back some change. The girl looked
across the car, and smirked like she was really annoyed, so I knew that she
had seen me and completely disapproved.

Ms. S. pulled out of the drive-thru and parked in a spot. She then looked
over to me and said, "Reach up and pull your hose and panties down. Let me
see that pussy of yours."

I quit playing with myself, and raised my ass off the seat. Ms. S. reached
into the back seat and grabbed a towel, slinging it over to me and told me,
"Sit on this. I don't want the upholstery ruined."

I got my hose and thong down onto my upper thighs, and then slid the towel
under me. I let my ass sown onto the towel, and then lid the hose and
thong down a little farther.

"Go ahead and take them all the way off. I see that you are so proud of
your pussy that you have shaved it all bare. I bet Georgia liked that. I
know she has an infinity for a bald pussy." She said to me.

I got my hose and thong off, slipping my shoes off onto the floor. I felt
really naked sitting in the car, what with my breasts exposed to the world,
and my skirt unzipped and not having any underclothes on at all except for
the bra that was still hanging onto my arms.

Ms. S. handed me a coke, and then reached into the bag and pulled out a bag
of fries, handed them to me and said, "I want you to dip each fry into that
bald pussy of yours before they make it to your mouth. Do you understand
me young lady?"

All I could do was nod, as the tears welled up in my eyes again. I was
starting to doubt that I would be able to go through all this, for the
humiliation was already starting to take it's toll on me. I remembered how
my juices tasted on Georgia's lips though when she kissed me, and that
remembrance started making my pussy wet again. So I figured that I could
make it through this, and then would have to judge the next action when we
got to it.

I took out a fry and put it slowly into my moist gash, feeling the salt
burn a little as it entered into me. I took it out and put it into my
mouth, tasting how different a fry was with my own juices on it as compared
to when I ate them as a man. Hunger overcame the slowness and so I kept
dipping each fry into my awaiting box before I got them into my mouth.

Ms. S. finished her meal at about the same time I finished my fries. She
then looked at me and said, "Get your bra off, and then we will head out."

I slowly let the blouse fall off my shoulders and then slipped my arms out
of the bra, then laid it next to me in the seat with my panties and hose.
Ms. S. backed out of the parking space and took off out of the lot. "Go
ahead and get your hand back into your crotch and keep that pussy of yours
excited," she commanded.

I did so, and felt the Ben-Wa balls moving around inside my burning pussy.
The salt on the fries had made my pussy even more excited than before, so
I let a finger slowly enter into myself.

"We need to go to Wal-Mart," Ms. S. stated, "So we can get some things that
we will need."

I just looked at her, wondering what she had in store for me now.

We pulled into the lot at Wal-Mart, me with my hand still busy with my
cunt, and my tits showing. I noticed a lot of people in the lot moving
around, so I knew that I would be seen by some one. I just hoped that it
was not an old man who was liable to have a heart attack if they were to
see me totally exposed.

As we pulled into a parking space, Ms. S. told me, "Put your shoes on and
get your blouse buttoned. When you get out, then pull your zipper down on
that skirt. Remember to keep your thighs together too and those muscles in
your cunt tight, or those Ben-Wa balls will fall out onto the floor. You
will just think you are humiliated here in the car if that were to happen."

I got my shoes on, and got the blouse buttoned. I got out of the car,
feeling the cool evening air sweep through the blouse onto my bare tits,
and against my bald pussy. I got the zipper down and turned to head off
into the store with Ms. S.

It took a lot of concentration to keep the Ben-Wa balls inside of me,
fearing that they would fall out onto the floor, and picturing them rolling
right in front of everyone. We got into the store and Ms. S. took out a
cart and told me to follow her. We went to the cosmetics section and she
got some more make-up, then we went into the pharmacy, where she picked up
a couple of boxes of condoms. We then headed for the food section, where
she got a bunch of bananas and several cucumbers. We then went to the
clothing section, and she got a couple of pairs of bib overalls, which I
quickly put out of my mind for I knew that they must be for someone else.
She picked up several other items, but I was trying to concentrate on the
Ben-Wa balls so they would not fall out, and they were not helping too much
due to their constant moving around. I was about to come when we finally
got up to the register. Ms. S. paid for the items, handing me the bags,
and we headed back out to the car.

"Open your blouse back up, and get your zipper pulled back up. Want you to
get that hand busy with your pussy." Ms. S. commanded as we got ready to
leave.

I played with myself, sitting on the towel, all the way to where she must
live. We pulled into the drive, and she put the car back into park. I
grabbed my blouse and started buttoning it up.

"Did I tell you to cover up your tits?" she barked at me.

"No, but I thought that since we were here we were going to go inside," I
replied.

"Yes we are going inside, but you are not to think on your own, I will do
that for you. Do you understand me?" Ms. S. glared at me.

"Yes, Mamm," I replied as I unbuttoned my blouse.

She got out of the car, then looked through the glass saying, "Get out here
and help me young lady, there are things to carry in."

I reluctantly got out of the car, and headed for the trunk. She took the
items that we had bought at Wal-Mart, and so I grabbed some of the clothes
that I knew probably needed to be taken into the house. She nodded to me
as I looked at her with my hand on the clothes, and so I picked up what I
could and followed her into the house. We entered into the house, and then
she said, "This way. I will show you where to put those."

I followed her down the hall into a bedroom. She switched on the light,
and told me, "This is your room. I want you to put all of your clothes in
here. Lock the car when you get everything out of it. Then come back in
here and put them away where they belong. Take off your skirt, and blouse,
right now, and put them on the bed. Do you understand my directions?"

"But Mamm, I will be having to go outside naked to get my things," I
replied.

"That's right, now strip," she responded.

I stripped and put my clothes on the bed, then turned and headed for the
car. It took me several trips, and I was just thankful that there was not
anyone coming down street as I was getting all the things out of there. I
locked the car, and then went back into the bedroom and proceeded to put
the clothes away. I was almost done when Ms. S. came in.

"Looks like you are just about done," she said. "Now come with me, we have
some things to do."

I headed down the hall and followed her into the bathroom. She had an
enema bag hanging on the shower rod and had just picked up a jar of
lubricant. "Bend over and grasp your ankles," she told me.

I had enemas before, so I knew it was not going to hurt, but I felt
somewhat humiliated by having to stand naked in front of this woman I had
just met this afternoon, and then have her shove the nozzle up into my
bowels. But I did as I was told.

I felt the coolness of the lubricant on the crack of my ass, and then I
felt her finger slip into my asshole. That made me jump and when my
muscles spasmed I felt the Ben-Wa balls move around inside of me. Then I
felt the tip of the nozzle press against my spincter, and felt the rough
edges as it passed into me. The water started flowing, which was warm, and
started filling my bowels up. I concentrated and felt the water flow
deeper inside of me. It seemed like forever, and my stomach started to
cramp when I felt her pull the nozzle out of my rectum.

"Stay there," she commanded as she slipped out the door.

She soon returned and stepped back behind me. I felt something press
against my spincter, then slowly slide up into me. I heard a hissing sound
and at the same time realized that what she had inserted was expanding in
my ass. After just a few seconds the hissing stopped, but I felt like I
needed to go to the toilet really bad.

"Okay, stand up young lady," Ms. S. commanded. "Come with me."

I stepped out of the bathroom, and felt the water move inside my bowels. I
was about to lose control of the Ben-Wa balls too, as I followed her back
into my room. She turned and sat on the bed, and looked at me.

"Get out a garter belt, and some hose," she retorted.

I went to the drawer that I had put my stuff in, and got out a black garter
belt and a set of hose. I held them as I looked at her.

"Get out your panties and bras, and put them in this sack," she said, as
she pulled a sack out of the trash can and handed it to me.

I dug through the drawers and put the panties and the bras into the sack,
and then handed it back to her. She took it from me and said, "You will
wear any more bras or panties until I tell you that you have earned them.
If I find you wearing any that I have not gave to you, then the discipline
will be tough, and quick. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Mamm," I replied with a nod of my head.

"Okay, grab your purse and come with me." She said as she exited my room.

We headed back to the bathroom, and I suddenly remembered the full bowel
that I was carrying. She told me to sit down on the toilet, and grab the
nozzle of the bellows she had expanded inside of me. I did so, and a
stinking mess erupted into the toilet. I felt really relieved, and almost
let the Ben-Wa balls fall out of my pussy and into the toilet.

"Wash that off, and take the balls out of yourself. Wash them too, then
get a shower, and go back to your room and get on the garter belt and hose.
I will see you downstairs in 15 minutes," she told me as she exited the
bathroom and closed the door.

I got the items all cleaned up and got into the shower. I was really
confused about what was going on, but did not want to make Ms. S. mad by
not doing what she commanded. I was out of the shower pretty quickly, and
brushed out my hair. Headed for the bedroom, and put on the garter belt
and the hose. My ears were burning from the new piercings, and my poor
excited pussy felt a little bit vacant without the Ben-Wa balls inside
there.

I headed down the hall and into the living room where Ms. S. was sitting.

"Where are your shoes?" she asked me.

"I did not know that they were required," I replied.

"You will always wear your high heels here, so get the tallest ones that
you have, and get them on," she retorted to me, noticeably upset with me.

I returned to my room, and dug through the closet. I found a pair with 6"
heels and slipped them onto my feet. When I stood up, I almost fell to the
floor. These were going to take some getting use to in order to keep my
balance, I thought to myself.

"Bring your purse with you as well," I heard Ms. S. yell from the living
room.

I sort of stumbled and staggered to the bathroom to get my purse, and then
headed down the hall to the living room as fast as I could safely walk with
those high heels on. Ms. S. was still sitting there waiting or me, and
motioned me to come over to her. I got over to her and heard her say,
"Don't sit, just stand there, and get those legs together."

I got my legs together and sort of wobbled trying to hold onto my balance.

"I have rules for your stay here in this house." She stated to me, then
added,

"First, there will not be any panties worn.

Second, no bras to hide those tits of yours.

Third, you are to be naked except for what I tell you to wear, except when
you are going out, and I will choose what you are to wear then.

Fourth, you will always have on heels, and high heels at that, and we will
get rid of any that you have that are not acceptable to me.

Fifth, you will always refer to me as Ms. S.

Sixth, you will do as I say, or you will be out on the street.

Seventh, you will not question what tell you to do.

Eighth, I will require you to have in your purse some items, which if they
are not there when I check, you will be punished.

Ninth, you will take care of yourself, and exercise.

Tenth, you will not masturbate or cum unless I tell you that you may.

Do you understand these rules?"

"Yes," I stammered meekly.

"Good, now hand me your purse and let me take a look inside it. I will get
the items that you will be needing." She said.

I handed her the purse, and she took it and opened it up. "Well, it looks
like you were planning on having a good time. Some butt plugs, a dildo,
and some make up. Where were you going?" she asked me.

"When I was going through the stuff I had found, I put those items into my
purse. I was not going anywhere, I just did not want to misplace them,
having to look for them later." I responded to her.

She pulled out one of the butt plugs and handed it to me, and then pulled
out some lubricant and opened it up. "Get some on the end of that and get
it up your ass." She told me.

I dipped the head of the butt plug into the jar and then bent over,
allowing the tip to find it's way to my spincter. I slowly worked the butt
plug into my ass, stretching it very slowly. I felt the pain, and kept
working it, massaging it back and forth like I was getting fucked, trying
to work it gently past the larger ring of the plug and into my bowels.

"I did not tell you to play with it, I told you to get it into your ass.
Are you having problems understanding me." Ms. S. barked at me.

I winced as I shoved the butt plug into my ass, feeling like it split my
spincter and creating a lot of pain as it passed into my ass and wedged
itself deep into my bowels. I was still wincing as I stood up and looked
into her eyes.

"That's more like it." she said to me, "Now, let's get some of this stuff
out of here."

She took the other butt plugs out of my purse, and then dumped the other
contents onto the couch. She let me keep my wallet, and then put the
lubricant back into the purse. She then inspected the 8" dildo, and put it
back into my purse. She got up and went into the other room. She returned
with a couple of small clamps, and 12 of the condoms that we had just
bought. She put the condoms into my purse, and then fished out of a drawer
a package of tissues, which went into my purse as well. She then went into
the back room and returned with a vibrator, and a collar with a leash, a
gag that looked like a penis and a pair of hand cuffs along with a short
piece of rope. She laid these where she had been sitting, and went over and
got a chair from the table, bringing it into the center of the room.

"Come here and sit down," she ordered to me. "I am going to let you have
some fun tonight."

I sat down feeling the butt plug press deeper inside of me and she took my
hand and pulled it around behind me. I felt the hand cuffs being put onto
my wrist and clinched down tight, then she grabbed my other hand and cuffed
it to the other. She then squatted down and started putting the rope
around my leg, and then pulled it around the back of the chair and slung it
around my other leg. She then forced my legs to slide around to the sides
of the chair and tightened the rope. She picked up the penis gag, and
shoved it into my mouth, almost making me gag, and fastened it around the
back of my head.

"We don't want you to keep me up all night, now do we?" she said to me.

She then picked up my purse and pulled out the small clamps. I knew what
she was going to do, and so I started squirming and trying to speak.

"Aw, getting you all excited," she laughingly said to me, "You just can't
wait can you?"

She pinched one of my nipples with her fingers and then the other. She then
tool the clamp and started closing it down onto my tender nipple almost
making me pass out before she stopped tightening it. She repeated the
procedure with the other tit, and then picked up the vibrator. She slid it
into her mouth and I could see the spit glistening off of it in the light.
She then smiled at me and slowly started slipping the 8" vibrator into my
pussy. When it was about half way in, she took off and went into the other
room, making me wonder what else she had in store for me. She quickly
returned though with a roll of surgical tape. She then turned the vibrator
on, sending a flood of ecstasy through my loins, and started working it on
into my gash. I tried to yell as it stretched my pussy to it's limit, but
the gag only allowed a moan to pass through it. She got all 8 inches into
me, and then ripped off a piece of the tape and taped it into my gash. I
felt the pressures inside me start to build, then she turned to me and
said, "There, now you can satisfy that itch inside you. Sleep well young
lady, and I will see you in the morning."

She then switched off the light as the first of many orgasms raced through
my body that night.

Chapter 3

I kept cumming that night until I finally passed out from all the ecstasy
that I was having.

As the sun started coming up, Ms. S. arose. She walked into the living room
and seen that I was still sitting there, tied to the chair. She walked over
to me and gently raised my head. My eyes slowly came open, letting her know
that I was alright, and just exhausted.

She reached down between my legs and ripped the taped away from my bald
pussy, making my eyes come open instantly and catching the scream in my
throat. The pain was exquisite, and thoroughly woke me up. She then
released the clamps on my now swollen nipples, sending more pains shooting
through my body, and allowing the blood to return to them. The vibrator
started slowly easing out of my still dripping pussy, and she went into the
kitchen, leaving me tied and gagged.

She returned and untied my legs, allowing the blood to return to
circulating through them as well. She then reached up and took off the gag,
allowing me to close my mouth and start working the sore muscles there. I
felt like I had been ran through the wringer, and aches filled my body with
every pulse of my heart. She then uncuffed me, and allowed me to bring my
hands up to the front of me. It felt good to be released, and I slowly
started remembering the multitude of orgasms that I had during the night.

"Well, I hope that you had as much fun as you may have thought it would be
young lady," Ms. S. said to me.

She then handed me a little pill. "You need to start taking these every
day. We do not need you pregnant, and who knows, you may get promiscuous as
time goes on."

I just sat there trying to gather my thoughts and get rid of the pain that
wracked through my body.

"Go on up and get all cleaned up, take a shower and I will get you out some
clothes for today." She told me.

I slowly got up, suddenly remembering the 6" heels that I had on my feet. I
sat right back down, trying to get my mind and my legs to cooperate with
one another. I tried again, and the vibrator slowly started slipping out of
me. I grabbed it, and Ms. S. said, "Take that with you and put it into your
purse after you have it all cleaned up."

I headed for the toilet, staggering on the 6' heels and feeling every joint
and muscle in my body working against me.

I took off the garter belt and the hose, and tossed them into the corner,
then sat on the toilet seat and removed the butt plug. It was a little
painful coming out, and was covered with shit, but I tossed it into the
sink and started the water running in the shower. I washed off the butt
plug and the vibrator, and laid them on the counter, and eased my aching
body into the shower.

The water pounding on my tortured tits sent pain and agony wreaking through
my body, but as it pounded on them, they started feeling the gentle massage
of the water. I lathered up and washed everything, and then found there was
a razor there and gently shaved the nubs from my legs and pussy, and ending
with my under arms, put the razor back into the holder.

I got out and found the towel, and quickly realized that I needed to take
it easy on my very sensitive and raw tits. I had came enough during the
night that the rubbing did not excite my pussy like it did the day before,
but it still let me know that it would handle about anything at this
moment. I seen some powder on the counter and put the fragrant smelling
talc all over my body. Then put the towel into the hamper and picked up my
hose and garter belt and headed back for my room.

Ms. S. was sitting on the bed, and had laid out some clothes for me. There
was a pair of pantyhose, and a little red tube top made out of lycra, and a
matching red mini skirt also made out of lycra. "Put the butt plug into
your ass and then hurry and get dressed. We have some shopping to do and it
will soon be time to get something to eat." She told me as she roe up off
the bed and headed for her bedroom.

I went back into the bathroom and got the butt plug, and not seeing any
lubricant, padded down the hall into the living room and got my purse. I
went back to my room and applied some lube to the butt plug and squatted
down and slowly slid the monstrous thing into my bowels. It had hurt last
night, but with my asshole already hurting, it was even worse this
morning. I finally got it into me, and then sat on the edge of the bed and
slid the pantyhose up my legs and snuggled the crotch against my pussy. I
put on the tube top, which just barely covered my tits, and then slid on
the mini skirt. I then sat at the mirror with my ass remembering that the
butt plug was there and dried my hair and tried to apply my make up the
best that I could. Ms. S. came in and with a bit of laugh said, "You have a
lot to learn young lady." And came over to me and helped me apply the make
up. My first lesson in the art of "War Paint", and it sort of excited me.

She then reached up and started messing with my ears, making the new
piercings really sting, and slid out the studs. These were replaced with
metal hoops and added to the pain in my ears as they pulled my lobes down
with a little of their weight. She then went over to the closet and picked
out a pair of 5" heels handing them to me. "Put these on, and tighten the
straps, get your purse and let's go."

"Yes Ms. S." I said as I put the tall high heels onto my still aching feet.

As I stood up, the calves of my legs ached with the plight that the high
heels did to them. I noticed that the skirt just barely went below my
crotch, maybe two to three inches and the tube top showed my nipples
through it. I felt like I was still naked with nothing more than a pair of
panty hose on, but figured that I ought to be glad that I at least was able
to have that much covering my bare pussy.

I wobbled out the door of the bedroom and followed Ms. S. down the hall,
and into the living room, feeling the movement of the butt plug at every
step that I took. I could tell that this was going to be a different type
of day than I had ever known before, and just hoped that I made it through
it all.

We went into the garage and got into the car, and the door opened. "Raise
your skirt and put your hand down to your pussy young lady", Ms. S. said,
"I don't want you to feel like you are being ignored."

I pulled the skirt up and got my hand down and slowly rubbed my pussy,
feeling the difference with the hose covering it. She backed the car out
into the daylight and headed down the road. We had traveled for about 20
minutes and my crotch was starting to get quite moist when she pulled into
a tattoo and piercing studio. "Why are we here?" I asked.

"I want you to have all the piercings that you should have so pull down
your skirt and let's go", she answered.

I got out of the car and followed her into the studio. As we got in, she
told me, "Stay here, I will be right back."

She went over to the man and spoke something to him that I could not
hear. He came over and said, "So you are Stephanie and are ready for a
couple of piercings ehh?"

Panic filled my heart, for I was stunned, thinking for the worse. I was not
sure that I would want my pussy pierced or even my tits, but then I decided
that I had to follow Ms. S.'s commands, so I dryly answered "Yes, I guess
so."

"Okay, come on in here. Your friend says that you are timid and that you
want your belly button pierced and then you want one through your nose and
one through your tongue. Is that all for today?" He stated.

"Yes," I stammered, glad that I was not getting anything that was in the
private parts, but unsure about these as well.

He motioned me to sit, and pulled a seat over by my side. He then pulled
out a few rings, and a barbell set. He rubbed some ointment onto my belly
button, and said "This will cleanse the area and also numb it. It can a
little painful on this one."

"Okay," I replied, starting to shake a little.

He then started working on my nose and I found out he put a fairly large
ring through there, which hurt quite bad, and then a smaller ring through
my belly button. I ended up with a bar bell through my tongue that felt
like an enormous weight, and made it hard for me to talk. But just as he
finished, he reached over and pinched my nipples that were sticking up
through my top, smiling "I tried but just couldn't resist." He said to me,
winking.

I got out and Ms. S. gleamed at me in satisfaction. I felt somewhat
humiliated, and just knew there was some reason for these, but did not know
what fate had in store for me.

"Sort of hard to talk isn't it?" Ms. S. questioned to me.

"Yeth."

"Well you will get used to it, and I know some of my friends will really
love it as well." She said as she reached towards me and pulled me with her
out the door. I knew then why my tongue was pierced.

As we got outside, she said, "You look simply marvelous, and you find your
new piercings will be quite exhilarating as well."

We got into the car, and Ms. S. said, "You know the routine, get that skirt
up, and that hand busy."

I did as commanded and we headed down the street. Ms. S. pulled into the
mall, and parked. "Come on, get your skirt in order and let's go and get a
few things."

My feet were aching and the new piercings were starting to hurt as well. I
could not get my mind off the butt plug that seemed to want to move around
at every step that I took as we headed for the mall entrance. Once inside,
we headed for "Victoria's Secret", and started looking all around. "Do you
have any hose," Ms. S. asked the saleswoman.

We got to the hose section, and Ms. S. picked out a dozen pair of
crotchless ones, and then we went over to the sports wear section, where
she picked out some tights and a couple more body suits, and a few tube
tops, all made out of lycra. She paid for them, and commanded me to follow
her.

We went to a shoe store next, "Sit and try not to reveal too much young
lady."

"We need to see what you have in high heels," she told the salesman that
came up to greet us.

"And what size?" he asked.

I responded with my full tongue, "Sheven a"

"With what, a 4" heel or less?" he asked looking at me.

"The higher the better, preferably a 6" if you have them." Ms. S. replied.

He scurried away as I nervously let my tongue roam around my mouth and
fidgeting with the belly button ring.

He returned with several boxes, all with 6" heels. He squatted down in
front of me, and with the short skirt, and my legs together, there was
still enough room for him to see up my skirt towards my damp pussy. He took
my calf into his hand and raised my foot up, taking the 5" heel off my
foot, and then slowly massaged my foot a little. He then picked up one of
the new shoes and slipped it onto my foot, then doing the same for the
other, I got up and strutted across the floor, wobbling just a little, but
actually doing pretty good. I felt the butt plug in my ass, as it moved
around, with the shoes making it a little worse than the 5" heels I had
came into the store wearing. My calves tightened a little, and I knew that
I was a long ways from being used to heels, but I also knew that
Ms. S. wanted to be sure that I would wear them.

"How do they feel?" the salesman asked.

"Noth to badth," I tried to reply with my tongue not really wanting to move
right inside of my mouth.

"Oh, those accent your legs so well," Ms. S. stated. "And they keep your
little ass nice and tight."

I blushed, and felt a rush through my body as the salesman eyed my shapely
legs.

I tried on several other pair, and ended up with eight new pair, all

with straps that went around my ankles, in various colors and all were 6"
heeled.

The salesman put the shoes into a bag as Ms. S. paid for them, and we
headed for the door. I was still trying to get used to the 5" heels, but
knew by the amount of shoes that we had bought I would soon be wearing only
6" heels.

We headed for an Italian restaurant, and went on in, taking a seat in the
front of the place.

"I will order for you, so go on into the toilet and relieve yourself, and
then slide the dildo in your purse into that steamy pussy of yours."

"Buth Ms. Sth." I tried to stammer.

"No buts young lady, get to the toilet and do as I say or there will be
hell to pay. Understand?"

"Yesth Mamm."

I reluctantly headed for the toilet and got into the stall. Peed, and
reached into my purse and pulled the 8" dildo out, then put it into my
mouth to give it a little lubrication so I would be able to get inside of
me. I sort of got carried away, letting one hand roam down to my pussy,
allowing a couple of fingers to slide into my quickly moistening pussy, and
worked the dildo in and out of my mouth. I then lowered the big rubber cock
down to my waiting pussy and slowly let it enter into me, feeling the head
of it enter into my canal and then slowly working it back and forth as it
entered into me and stretched the walls of my eager twat. I was starting to
get carried away when I heard the door and then my heart raced, for the
words of Ms. S. filled my mind about how I was not to have an orgasm
without permission. I knew that I had probably been gone too long, so I
plunged the rubber cock all the way into myself, letting out a small gasp
as it reached the hilt and hit something deep inside of me. I then stood,
and almost passed out from the ecstasy that swept through me, and grasped
the waist band of my hose and pulled them up. I then straightened my skirt,
and stepped out of the stall with my purse in hand. I washed my hands and
headed back to the table.

"Did we have some trouble?" Ms. S. asked.

"Nothe Mamm. Just a little tight is all."

She smiled, saying, "I hope that you did not get too excited and do
something that you will regret."

"Nothe Mamm. I remembered."

"Good, now sit down, your lunch will be here very soon. Raise your skirt up
shen you sit so you won't make a wet spot in the back of it. I know that
you are surely getting excited by now."

I sat feeling the cool fabric of the chair onto my hose covered ass, and
only had to wait for a little while. A waiter brought our lunch, a salad
for me without any dressing, and a plate of spaghetti for herself. There
was also a basket of bread sticks and some butter. A couple glasses of
water complimented the meal.

We ate in silence, the chair pushing the butt plug deep into my ass, and
the dildo rubbing the thin area separating my bowels from my pussy. My
pussy just got all the wetter, and as it did so, my mind was having a real
rough time trying to keep the items forced out of my mind. All I could do
was sit and try not to move, butt that became harder and harder the more
excited that I got.

When we got done, Ms. S. paid the waiter and got up, saying, "Let's get to
going, grab your bags and purse."

I arose, and slipped my feet back into my heels.

"Why aren't those on your feet?" Ms. S. angrily voiced.

"My feethe are hurthing, and I wasth thrying to relax them thome."

"You are not to take your shoes off. We will just have to take care of
that. Come on young lady."

I picked up my stuff and followed her out into the passage of the mall. I
was so loaded down, and the constant movement of the butt plug and the
dildo was about to drive me insane. My pussy got real wet and by the time
that I reached the exit of the mall I could feel the juices trying to run
down my thighs. We got to the car and I put the bags into the trunk.

Ms. S. tossed a towel to me saying, "Put this under you and sit on it and
pull up your skirt. I don't want you leaking anything onto my seats. And
you remember what to do, play with that dildo that is into your cunt until
we get to Jimmy's."

I wondered what 'Jimmy's' was, and where it was, but I was afraid to ask. I
sat in the car and let my hand start rubbing my pussy and the big rubber
dildo that was inside of me. I quickly felt the waves of excitement that
coursed through my pussy and up through my body. I tried to concentrate on
other things, but the constant movement that my hand provided to my cunt
was overwhelming, and I knew that I was going to end up in trouble.

I kept getting hotter and hotter, starting to gasp and then a little mewl
came out of my mouth. I then heard Ms. S. say, "Don't you dare come young
lady. I told you to keep yourself from orgasming."

I slowed down my hand some, and worked even harder at concentrating on
something besides my aching pussy, but was still afraid that I would
inadvertently come. I was getting really close to the edge when we drove
into a driveway. I decided that I must be getting ready to be raped, and
panic filled me. It excited me, but I was still afraid of getting raped,
and had no idea who would be doing the raping. All types of things ran
through my mind, and so I was trembling when I heard Ms. S. say, "Come on
young lady, it is time to get you fitted with some play clothes."

"Whath. Pthlay clothes?"

"Yes, it is time for your fitting, so come here and get your new shoes out
of the trunk."

I stepped around the back and picked up the sacks with the shoes in them.

"Since you do not want to keep those on, then we will just have to fix them
so that you will."

"Buth Mamm." I stammered.

"No, buts young lady, you will learn or you will pay the consequences.

We walked up the steps and she knocked on the door. A man of about 45
answered the door, and smiled as he seen Ms. S. "Well, good to see you
Sam," he said to her.

"I have another little job for you Jim, this young lady needs to be fitted
with some of your special play clothes."

"Oh," he answered, "do you know what you are wanting?"

As we walked through the door Ms. S. answered, "Oh yes, she will need a
couple of the leather waist cinchers with the dildo holders, and a complete
strap set. A couple of those wrist restraints that you make so well, and
then I want you to put some 'D' rings on these shoes so she won't be so apt
to take them off."

"No problem, in fact I think that since she is so small, I may have the
cinchers, and if you have about 30 minutes I can get the 'D' rings
installed on the shoes."

"That would be great Jim." Then she turned to me saying, "Take off your
skirt Stephanie, so Jimmy can get you all measured, and the top too, he may
want to see just what you have upstairs."

"Do you have any nipple clamps with the chains on them Jim?" Ms. S. asked.

"Sure, I always keep some of them on hand," Jim said as he rummaged through
some items on the shelf and tossed a set of nipple clamps with a chain
connecting them to Ms. S.

I was slowly taking off my top when Ms. S. stepped over to me, and
smiled. She reached up and pinched both of my nipples, and I winced. She
then put one of the nipple clamps on my nipple, then the other, bringing a
few tears to well up in my eyes. Damn, they really seemed to hurt, and I
thought that I was going to go insane when she put them onto my tits.

"Now those look good on you," Jimmy said to me with a wink of his eye.

"Go ahead and get that skirt off before you make a wet spot on it,"
Ms. S. told me.

I slipped my skirt down and over my thighs, wincing as I felt the butt plug
and dildo shift inside of me when I bent over slightly. I stood back up,
feeling the flushness in my face at standing in front of a perfect stranger
with nothing more than a pair of pantyhose on, and a dildo base shoved
against my pussy.

"It looks as though you are keeping her all wet and excited there Sam,"
Jimmy said, pointing towards my pussy.

I looked down and saw the glistening of my pussy juices hanging onto the
crotch of my pantyhose.

"She stays wet, so I gave her something to try to plug that hole today. I
figured that it would help her learn to keep her mind and hands occupied,"
Ms. S. said with a snicker.

Jimmy walked over to me, reaching up and pinching down on one of my already
hurting nipples, making me yelp in pain. Then he laughed and reached down
and rubbed the dildo that was imbedded into my cunt. He then raised his
hand up and smelt it, "Mmmmm, sure does smell awfully sweet there Sam. I
would gladly break her in for you."

"Now Jimmy, you can see that she has both her holes filled right now, and
there just isn't any room down there. But maybe after you get her measured
she can let you test out her mouth."

Jimmy reached around me and measured my waist, then my chest, and my
thighs, allowing his hands to gently brush all parts of me, getting me so
worked up I thought I was going to die. He then went into the back room,
returning with a couple of waist cinchers, "I thought that I had a couple
of these babies back there. They may be a little tight on the last notch,
but as her waist gets in shape, they will work out great. How many plugs do
you want for these?"

"Give us three butt plugs of various sizes, and three dildos in different
lengths and breadths. Do you still have them that are about 12" long and
really big around?" Ms. S. stated.

My mind went wild-- 12 inches? I would never be able to handle that! I
could just barely handle the 8" one that was in my pussy now, and it was
pressed firmly against the back of my cunt. A 12" one would rip me apart!

"Sure do," answered Jimmy, "Now, let's try this on for size. Turn around
Stephanie."

I turned around and felt Jimmy sling the waist cincher around my waist. He
started tugging on the buckles behind me, making it hard for me to
breath. I gasped a little, and then he was done. "Keep working it past the
first notch, and before you know it she will have a very tiny waist, and
will always stand up straight." He then walked in front of me and put a
strap to the front of the cincher, then went back around to the back and
reached between my legs. I felt him pull the strap through a buckle then
jerk it up between my legs. I screamed as I felt the butt plug and dildo
get crammed deeper inside of me. I saw stars, and gasped a couple of
times. "Looks like we hit a nerve Sam."

"Oh, she will get used to it, gives us a few of those small padlocks as
well Jimmy." Ms. S. said, "And we might as well let her keep that on while
you fix her shoes."

"Now young lady, show Jimmy how well you can suck cock. I am sure that you
could use the practice, especially with that new piercing on your tongue."

"Buth Mamm, I thcan harthdly breathe."

"You will learn Stephanie, and will soon find out that life is not a

'free ride'", Ms. S. firmly stated.

I looked at Jimmy and let my eyes wander down to his crotch. I could see
that he was quickly getting larger and larger.

"Get a rubber out of your purse, and get him taken cared of so we won't be
here all day," Ms. S. spoke out.

I got my purse and pulled out one of the condoms, then walked meekly over
to Jimmy. I squatted down in front of him feeling the dildo and butt plug
press even harder into me and almost losing my balance and probably would
have if he had not grabbed onto my hair. I then reached up and found his
zipper.

"This is going to be really nice," Jimmy said.

I pulled down his zipper, and reached inside of his jeans, feeling his
quickly hardening dick.

"Go ahead and unbuckle my belt and pull my jeans down bitch," he commanded
to me.

I loosened his belt and worked the button for his jeans open, and let them
slip down to his knees. His cock jumped up in front of me, all 9" of it,
and it had a really big bulbous head. I reached up and took it into my
hand, realizing that I could just barely get my tiny hand around his shaft,
and held onto it for a moment. I then reached down for the condom, hearing
him say, "Is this the first dick you have sucked bitch? You are going to
have to get it slick before you can get that rubber on it."

I got the rubber package open, and then took his cock into my hand again,
and leaned closer to him, smelling the mustiness of his body. I let my
mouth get closer, and then kissed the head of that dick, and then let my
tongue slip between my lips and find the head, giving it a light lick. I
then let more of the head slip into my mouth, and let my tongue find the
slit of his cock. It had a salty taste, and so I let more of it into my
mouth. I was trying to be careful, but really did not know how to do this
either.

I felt him as he grabbed my hair, and said, "Lick the sides of it, and get
me warmed up. I want to feel your tongue all the way down it, all the way
down to my balls."

I started licking the sides, and then started remembering what I used to
like in the way of a blow job when I was a man. I got into the swing of
things and started getting his cock all primed and ready, letting the
piercing on my tongue rub against the soft flesh of his cock. Then I went
down towards his nuts with my tongue, and taking them in my hand, lifted
them so that I could let them slip into my now waiting mouth.

His musty smell got stronger and stronger down there as I got into sucking
on his nut sack, and then I heard him sort of moan. I then returned back up
to the head of the cock, and let the head slip past my lips, easing it
slowly into my mouth. I could feel my own juices starting to flow as I
worked on Jimmy's dick.

I took his cock out of my mouth and then slipped the condom over the head
of it, slowly rolling it down the length of his shaft. Then I kissed the
head once again, and heard him speak out, "It just isn't the same with a
glove on, but she is your girl Sam." I kept kissing his engorged cock, and
slowly let my mouth start taking him into those depths.

As more of his dick slid into my mouth, I felt my lips getting stretched,
making me remember how sore they were this morning. I kept slowly letting
his cock enter my mouth, rubbing the piercing on my tongue against the
head, and then the bottom side of his fuck pole.

He still had my hair in his hand, and I felt his dick on the back of my
throat, and I tried to work it farther in. I gagged a couple of times,
making him jump, but then I got past that point and kept working him
farther into my throat.

I was almost up to his balls when he started getting into the swing of
things, and started pulling my hair back and forth, forcing himself into my
mouth, slapping my chin with his nuts. My throat started contracting at the
feeling of his cock sliding against the tender flesh of my throat.

I was getting wetter and wetter, and found myself allowing my free hand to
slip down to my pussy, rubbing the strap that was holding the rubber cock
deep inside of me. I was quickly getting close to an extreme height of
ecstasy myself when I let the thoughts that I currently had all three of my
holes filled, and had my first real dick inside of my mouth. I was
definitely a full blown woman now.

Jimmy kept getting rougher and rougher, yanking on my scalp, forcing my
mouth to move faster and faster down his thick shaft. I felt his cock shove
down my throat, as I was reaching higher and higher levels within myself,
and then I felt his cock start to spasm. He pulled my head down tight
against his crotch as a flood of sperm started coming out, filling the
rubber, and I felt the mushiness against the back of my throat. I only
wished that I could feel his come flowing into my mouth, and down deep into
my throat.

He was gasping, holding my face hard against his crotch, making me breath
out of my nose, and feeling his cock deep in my mouth as it started to
relax. "If her cunt is as tight as her mouth Sam, she is going to be one
hell of a fuck." I heard him say to Ms. S. Then I felt his cock start
shrinking and he released his grip on my hair, allowing me to slip off of
his cock.

"Go ahead and slide that rubber off Jimmy's dick, and don't let any of it
spill. I want you to tie off the rubber so none of it will leak out and put
it into your purse." Ms. S. commanded.

I didn't know what I was going to do with a condom full of sperm, but I
figured that I would find out soon enough. Right now I was so hot down in
my crotch I could have fried up bacon. I knew I needed some relief, but it
did not sound like I was going to get any anytime soon.

I took the rubber off Jimmy's cock, and tied the opening in a knot. Then I
let my lips down to his dick and slipped the soft little fellow inside of
my mouth, savoring the taste of his salty come. I cleaned him up with my
tongue, and then stood, and put the cum filled rubber into my purse.

"I will get those shoes taken cared of right now," Jimmy told Ms. S.

"Take those off that you have on Stephanie, so that he can fix them as
well."

I did so, and handed them to Jimmy, who had his jeans pulled back up and
took the shoes from me.

We waited for a little while, hearing the sound of a machine in the back
room, and then Jimmy returned, handing me three boxes of shoes, plus the
ones I had taken off.

"Put on a pair of the new ones Stephanie, and then get your skirt back on."
Ms. S. stated.

"Buth whath abouth the Thinther?" I tried to ask.

"Just slide your skirt up and leave it on. We are going home after this, so
we do not need for you to take it off. It and those nipple clamps will keep
you occupied on our trip to the house."

I slid the skirt up, trying not to bend over too much due to the pressure
being created by the two plugs inside of me. She then handed me the tube
top, saying, "Leave those clamps on those pretty tits of yours and get this
on."

I shuddered as I slipped the tube top over my head and pulled it down
across my chest. The tight little top pressing against my tortured nipples
was almost unbearable, and with the two plugs moving as I squirmed, I
thought I was going to die before I got out of this predicament.

I then squatted down and slipped the high heels onto my feet, squirming
around and making everything inside of move around a whole lot. I was just
about in tears. Then Ms. S. squatted down and hooked the padlocks through
the shoes, making it impossible for me to be able to get the heels off
without cutting the straps. I was trapped, being padlocked into the
cincher, and having the heels padlocked to my feet. I was at her mercy, and
she knew that very well. Jimmy came out bringing the rest of the shoes, and
Ms. S. paid him, then turned to me saying, "Take all these out to the car,
and I will be out shortly."

I left and put the shoes into the back seat, along with the other cincher,
and the sack with the various dildos in it. I then climbed into the front
seat, sitting on the towel, and pulling my skirt up. I let my hand go down
to my already soaked pussy, feeling the wet strap pushing the dildo deep
inside of me, and slowly started rubbing it, allowing each stroke to send
wave after wave of electrifying energy from my pussy throughout my body.

It was not too long before Ms. S. came out of the building, carrying a sack
that she put into the back seat. I dared not ask what it was, but deep
inside of me I feared the worse. She then got into the car, saying, "I see
that you are starting to learn the routine. That is good. Perhaps you are
learning after all."

"Yesth, Mamm."

"And so, did you enjoy getting your mouth full of Jimmy's cock?"

"Yesth Mamm, thankth you thvery musth." I tried to answer.

"That piercing must be swollen, that is probably why you are having a
little trouble talking. I would imagine that it will be better tomorrow."

"Ith ith pretty thore Mamm."

"Well, just sit back, and keep your hand moving. We will be home before too
long young lady."

We cruised on to the house, and when we pulled into the garage, Ms. S. had
me take all my things into the house, and into my bedroom. I was starting
to feel pretty tired, and could really use a nap. After I got everything
put up, Ms. S. came in with a sack, saying, "Put all of your old shoes in
here. You have graduated to the 6" heels, and that will be all you will
wear until a later date. You can save your tennis shoes for the gym, and
the one pair of 5", but that is all."

I looked at her with sad eyes, but took the bag, and started putting all of
my shoes except the 9 pair that now had 'D' rings on them, 8 6", and the
one 5". The two plugs kept reminding me of the turmoil that my two holes
were in, and I could feel the pressure of needing to go to the
bathroom. When I turned around, she had been in my purse and was holding
the rubber with Jimmy's cum in it. I handed the bag, now with all my shoes
in there to Ms. S., and then stood in front of her. I finally mustered the
courage to say, "Mamm, I needth tho go tho the bathroom."

"Well, let me get the key and get you out of your new play clothes, and
then you can go potty. You really need to get an enema and a bath as
well. We are going out tonight, and so you need to be all cleaned up. Take
off your skirt and top, and I will be right back."

She left and then returned, as I was gingerly taking off my top. I then let
the skirt slide down my legs. She reached down in front of me, unlocking
the cincher, and then the shoes. She ordered me to turn around, and then
loosened the strap that went between my legs, getting rid of some of the
pressure of the two plugs, and then started loosening the buckles in the
back. I could breath again, and it was really relaxing to be able to not
feel squished into the tight cincher. She then reached up and took the
nipple clamps off my very tender tits, making them burn as the blood
returned to my abused nipples.

"There. Now off with you. Be sure to clean up your rubber friends. I think
your cunt and asshole has been abused enough for right now, so put them
into your purse. And remember not to masturbate. I don't want you cumming
unless I tell you it is alright. I will lay you out some clothes for
tonight, so after you are dressed and get your hair fixed, come and get me
and I will help you with your make up." She told me.

I went and released my rubber friends, and relieved myself. Gave myself an
enema, and got all showered and shaved again. After drying myself, I gently
dried my now very sore ass, tits and pussy and padded into my room.

Laying out in the bed was a pair of the crotchless pantyhose we had bought
earlier, and a white loose fitting short sleeveless blouse. The skirt was
black and also loose, with a lot of pleats, and very short. She had also
laid out a pair of black 6" heels, which I knew would soon be locked onto
my feet.

I put on the clothes, and dried my hair, trying to arrange it the best that
I could. Then put on my heels and walked out into the house looking for
Ms. S. When I found her, she was in the kitchen washing her hands.

"You thold me that you thould help me with my make upth Mamm."

"Yes, I will be right up." Looking down at my feet, she added, "I am glad
to see that you have your shoes on. You really are learning."

"Thankth you Mamm." And staggered back towards my room.

I went into the toilet and got my two rubber friends, taking them to my
room and putting them into my purse. Then Ms. S. came in, and started
showing me how to apply the make up, taking care to make it look quite
professional. She then locked the high heels onto my feet, and then had me
stand up, and picking up the nipple clamps, said "Okay, I let your holes
off the hook, so pull up your blouse and let's get these babies onto those
tits of yours."

I felt the tears start welling up in my eyes at the thought of having my
already very sore nipples clamped again. But I went ahead and lifted up the
loose blouse, and Ms. S. pinched each nipple, then put the torturing clamps
on them. I winced with pain, and had to fight hard to hold back the tears
until the pain started subsiding some. Then lowered my blouse. "That looks
very sweet, what with the chain hanging down below the blouse like that,"
she said to me.

I looked down and seen that the chain was very clearly visible, and that it
really did look interesting, but also made me look like a slut in heat. I
had no idea what was in store for me tonight, but apparently I was going to
always look like her slutty slave.

Before too long, we took off out the door, and headed out for the night. I
had my skirt up and tried to keep my mind off of my tortured breasts by
slipping a finger into my cunt and getting it all juiced up. I was starting
to enjoy doing this, and realized that I was wet a lot of the time. After
about 15 minutes, we wheeled into a parking lot of what looked like a night
spot, and parked. "Well, let's get something to eat."

We got out, and I soon found out that this was a place to get something to
eat and where the younger crowd came for an enjoyable evening. Ms. S. chose
a booth, and ordered spaghetti, bread sticks and a couple of diet
cokes. "This ought to keep you going for the evening. We don't want you to
pass out from lack of food."

The pizza came, and I reached for a piece. "I want you to raise up your
skirt, and dip your bread into your pussy before eating it. Be careful, and
don't get any on your skirt for we are going to be here for a while.

I reluctantly took a piece of the bread and lowered it down to my pussy,
and slipped it in, feeling the coarseness of the exterior of the bread
against my tender inner pussy walls. I took a bite of the spaghetti, and
Ms. S. said, "Swap out the piece in your puss with another. Then go ahead
and start eating it." I did, and found that I was enjoying tasting my own
juices, and that there was apparently worse things that could happen to me.

After we got done eating, Ms. S. said, "It is time for you to find out
about your true self. I will be at the bar, and in two hours I want you to
have two of the rubbers in your purse filled with cum. I don't care how you
do it, but keep in mind you have just started your pills, so your only
protection is the rubber. You may cum, if you want or if you have the
opportunity, you have permission. Do you understand?"

"Yeth Mamm, buth how do I get to that pointh? I hathe nether thried to pick
upth a guy."

"You will figure it out, look out there, there are plenty of guys that can
hardly wait to get a hold of you. They are all young, and have a lot of
raging hormones."

"Othay, I will thry Mamm."

She got up and headed for the bar, leaving me at the booth. I sort of felt
a lot of butterflies in my stomach, and had to pee. I headed for the
toilet, and then got my pussy all cleaned up from eating the bread. I got
out and headed for a good looking guy that was playing the pin ball
machine. "Hello, how are you doing?" I asked trying to keep my tongue under
control.

He looked at me, letting the ball he was playing fall down the chute and
back into the machine. He looked at my piercing in my nose, and I felt
myself start to blush. He then let his eyes move down to the chain that
hung below the blouse, knowing what it was. "Hey, I haven't seen you around
here." He said to me.

"I had noticed you, and thought that maybe you would like to dance."

"I don't dance," he said, "But I would like to get to know you a little
better."

I knew then that this was going to be a little easier than I had
anticipated, but the butterflies were still swarming around in my stomach.

"Then how about taking a little walk, and chathing," I asked meekly.

We headed out the door, and started talking a little, his hand slipping
around my lower waist and putting his hand on the cheek of my ass. We
walked out into the lot, and then I steered him to an area that was not so
well lit. I then stopped by a car, and turned toward him. He was pretty
tall, but I reached up and touched his face. He responded and lowered his
face down, and I stretched upward and kissed him lightly.

He figured out what was going on, and so we kissed deeply, allowing our
tongues to intertwine, and his hand moving up under my blouse and to my
very sensitive tits. Waves of erotic sensations swept through my body,
making my pussy moist, and making me want him badly.

This continued on for quite a while, then I got enough nerve up to reach
down and feel his crotch, and feeling the huge bulge that he had hidden
there. He rapidly got stiffer in his pants, and I fumbled around for the
zipper as he cupped my breasts and started massaging them. He then let his
other hand slide down my front, and as I reached inside his pants and
through his shorts, finding his cock, he rubbed my leg just below the hem
of my skirt.

As I fumbled with his cock, trying to be gentle in getting it out of his
pants, he started working his hand up my leg, pulling the hem of my skirt,
and moving closer to my honey hole. I was getting hotter and hotter, and my
pussy was quickly getting slick with juices. I finally got his cock out,
and he then made it to the edge of my pussy, playing with the edge of the
crotch of my open hose. I shuddered as his fingers found my flesh and I let
my hand wrap around his cock. We continued kissing, and he kept up the
massaging of my aching breasts, pinching down occasionally on the clamps
there.

I jumped and broke the kiss, gasping as his fingers found my moist clit,
sending an electrifying jolt through my body, making it spasm. I squeezed
his cock, and then gently pushed him away, not wanting to come too quickly,
and reached into my purse and pulled out a condom. I then looked into his
eyes, and started squatting down, balancing myself on the 6" heels. He
realized what I was going to do, and I broke the eye contact to look down
at his cock, and took it back into my hand. I had to have that beautiful
thing in my mouth, and so I kissed the head of it gently, and then rubbed
my tongue over the slit, tasting the pre-cum that had started seeping out
of it. I continued to kiss it and then started using my tongue on the
sides. He put his hand on my head, and I gave the musty smelling cock and
kiss, and then allowed it to enter slowly into my mouth, trying to savor
the moment.

I kept slowly working on him until I felt his cock hit the back of my
throat, and then in one stroke, allowed him into my throat, and felt my
lips hit the hilt of his dick. He gasped, and moaned. I was surprised that
I did not gag, and so I started stroking him with my mouth, and felt his
cock get more engorged, and excited.

I did not want to lose his cum, for I had no idea what Ms. S. would do if I
did not come back with two rubbers of cum, so I released his cock, and then
put the rubber onto his cock. I then stood up and looking at him, said, "I
want to feel you in my cunt. Fuck me, I need your cock."

He lowered his face to mine and planted his lips onto mine. I spread my
legs, and pulled up the hem of my skirt as I drug him closer to me, and
leaned up against the car behind me. I reached over to his cock, and took
it in my hand and guided it towards my steaming cunt. I rubbed the head
against my slick gash, up and down, and then felt the head of his cock
enter into my depths. I sucked harder onto his mouth, releasing my grip
from his cock, and put my hands onto his hips. He followed suit, and his
hands went to my hips, pushing his cock into me.

I felt my very wet cunt stretch as he entered into me, making me break away
from his lips and gasping with relief. I was swept up in the passion, and
pulled his hips toward me, forcing his cock all the way into my pussy,
savoring the feeling of having the first real dick into my hole. He started
a slow fucking motion, and I started humping into him as his pistoning cock
started increasing the desires deep within my soul. The sensations were
overwhelming and I was quickly getting ready to erupt, feeling his cock
plunging deeper and deeper inside of me. I started mewling and gasping, and
grabbed him across his back, forcing my tits into his chest.

"Oh baby, fuck me, mmmm, AHHHHH," I quietly gasped as he started driving
into me harder.

I felt an orgasm starting it's way up from my cunt, "OHHHH Yeth, OHHHHHH,"
I gasped louder.

He continued his assault into my cunt, fucking me harder and harder.

I screamed as I felt the waves of an orgasm sweep up suddenly from the
depths of my cunt, making me grasp his back hard, and spreading my legs
wider I shoved him as far as I could into my aching cunt, massaging his
cock with my cunt muscles as I came, and came.

As the waves subsided, I started humping against him, getting back into his
rhythm. I felt more passion start building inside of me, and felt his
already huge cock start enlarging even fuller. He started quickening his
pace and I let the passion within me rise and started coming again, as I
felt him stiffen and shove his cock as deep as possible into my firey
hole. He came, and slowly rocked me back and forth, keeping his cock buried
deep inside of me.

As his cock started deflating, and becoming limp inside of me, I pushed him
back away from me, and squatted down. I took the filled rubber off his
quickly shrinking cock, and tied it tight and slid it into my purse. I took
his limp cock into my mouth, and cleaned him with my tongue. I was spent,
and felt quite satisfied.

Looking at my watch I seen that I had been with him for just over an hour,
cutting things a little tight to get back to Ms. S. before the two hours
were over.

I kissed him, and thanked him, gave him a false number when asked if he
could call me later, and headed away from him and back into the Night
Club. I went into the ladies room and peed and wiped up my sopping mess
cleaned up between my legs, then headed back out to try to find another
hunk so I could get one more rubber filled. I told myself that I just
needed to give one a quick blow job, and then my mission would be
fulfilled, especially since my pussy was pretty much satisfied now.

I walked out of the toilet, and seen the hunk that I had fucked talking to
a couple of other guys, and then I went on out amongst the people, looking
for a guy I thought I could get a rubber filled from. I picked one out and
was heading towards him when I felt a hand grasp my arm from behind,
forcing me to spin around.

"Now where are you going sexy?" asked one of the guys that the hunk who I
had fucked had been talking to.

"We hear that you are quite a fuck." Said the other.

"Leave me alone," I tried to command.

"We don't think so, we want to try you out," he said, then grabbing the
chain hanging below my blouse, "Unless you want some really nice pain."

I couldn't say anything as they headed out the door with me in tow. Panic
was coursing through my veins, and I knew that I was about to get raped.

I was led outside, and forced out among the cars, and led to a car that was
parked near where I had already been fucked. One of the guys unlocked the
door of the car, while the other held onto me.

"You, you can't do this to me," I tried to tell them.

"Shut up bitch, you can't do anything about it. And if you scream, I'll lay
your ass out and then we will rape your unconscious body and leave you
lying here. Do you understand me?"

"Yesth, just, just don't hurt me."

One of the guys pulled his pants down and sat in the car with his fuck pole
sticking up in the air.

"I, I, I'm not on the pill I stammered, don't fuck my pussy." I pleaded.

"Then you better be finding a rubber," stated the one behind me.

I reached into my purse and pulled out a couple of rubbers, dropping
another couple on the ground. I was scared to death, but felt lucky that I
could at least get them to wear a rubber. The other started undoing his
pants, pulling them down to his knees and showing me a huge cock, much
bigger than the one that was sitting in the car.

"Put it on me," commanded the one standing.

I knelt down and Started to slide it onto him. "Get it wet, let me feel
those lips of yours on my dick before I fuck you."

I slipped his cock into my mouth, and started getting it wet. I did not
want him too deep in my throat, for I could just barely fit him into my
lips which were already about stretched to their limit. I got him slick,
then slid the condom over his cock. He grabbed my hair, and pulled me up.

"What about him?" I questioned pointing to the guy in the car.

"I don't need a rubber to fuck your mouth bitch," the one sitting in the
car retorted.

I was forced around to face the one in the car. "Get your legs spread
bitch. My cock is about to enter into your hole." Commanded the one
standing.

I spread my legs, and heard the one in the car, "Well bend over and suck me
off cunt."

I bent over at the waist, and put my face into his lap. The one behind me
grabbed my skirt, and pulled it over my butt, giving him full access to my
cunt and ass.

"Look here, she is one ready lady. She is wearing 'crotchless' panties,"
said the guy behind me as he ran his fingers over my pussy. "And she even
shaves that gash of hers!"

I slowly put my lips to the guys cock that was in my face as I felt the one
behind me grab my ass cheeks and I knew he was going to enter into me.

I then felt him slide his dick to the opening of my hole, making me gasp. I
had not realized how wet I was, and as he slid into me, I felt my gash
start stretching. He was not gentle either, and I thought that I was going
to be split apart as he shoved his big cock deep into me with one
stroke. The other grabbed my head, forcing my mouth onto his cock, and I
tried to get my tongue out of the way of the invasion. He started forcing
my head to slide up and down his pole as the other behind me started
plowing into me from behind.

Started to gag as the dick in my mouth was forced beyond the back of my
throat, and felt balls slap against my ass cheeks. I felt invaded, but also
excited, and the mixed feelings were starting to fire up the burning
desires inside of me. As I was getting raped through my mouth and cunt, I
actually was getting excited enough to start my pussy to throbbing, adding
juices to the ones that had already started.

The guy behind me reached up and grabbed my tits, making me jump as he
grabbed my sensitive nipples. I reached up to push his hands away, but he
started crushing them with his hands, making the pain I felt almost
unbearable, and making me almost close my mouth down on the cock inside of
my mouth. The guy sitting started forcing my head faster and faster up and
down on his cock, making me breath through my nose because of his ever
plunging cock staying deep down my throat.

I felt the cock in my mouth start to pulsate, and then get larger. He
started forcing it even faster up and down into my throat, as the guy
behind me increased the pace that he was stabbing into my cunt. I then felt
the one I was sucking start to come, flooding my throat with his sperm,
what seemed like gallons spewing into me and down my throat as he held my
head down tight against his crotch. It made my desires reach the breaking
point, and I felt an orgasm well up inside of me and start ripping up
through my cunt, making me shudder and drench myself in sweat. At about
that same moment, I felt the guy behind me stiffen and shove his cock as
deep as it would go into my cunt, adding to my orgasm, and he spewed his
load deep inside of me, filling the rubber with his seed.

The one behind me kept holding my breasts, crushing them harder as he held
his throbbing cock inside of me, as the one whose cock was deep down my
throat started releasing my head, allowing me to rise slowly off of his
cock. I swallowed deeply as his fuck pole came out of my mouth, swallowing
the come in my mouth and forcing it on down into me. I kissed and licked
his dick, cleaning him as the guy behind me slowly released my tits,
relaxing himself as I also felt his cock relax.

The one in the car released my head completely, and allowed me to rise up
some, as the one who was behind started pulling out of my aching twat.

I turned as he pulled completely out of me and knelt down in front of
him. I reached up and took his quickly softening cock into my hand,
slipping the rubber off and quickly tying the end so that I would not loose
any of it's precious cargo. I then slipped his cock into my mouth and
proceeded to clean him up, tasting the salty cum, and rubbing his nuts with
my fingers.

"You are one hot bitch," he stated.

I let his dick slip out of my mouth, and put the rubber into my purse. I
then arose, and pulled down my skirt, looking at both of them. The one in
the car had a satisfied look in his eyes, and the one behind me grabbed my
arm.

"Let me go!" I cursed, "You got what you wanted, now let me go."

"Oh hell, you know that you were wanting to be fucked bitch," he said as he
released my arm, "And we just might not be done with you yet."

My heart started racing at the words, and I started running, the best that
I could in those damn high heels, and headed for the door of the night
club. I heard them yell a few cat calls back at me, and heard some
laughter, so I relaxed a bit, knowing that they were not following me.

When I got into the club, Ms. S. was there at the bar, sipping on a
drink. I had been gone for about an hour and forty five minutes, so I felt
good that I wasn't late. I had feared that if I was, then she would have
left me here to fend for myself. I approached her and sat down by her at
the bar.

"Well, you smell like you have been taking care of my requests," she told
me, "Did you get everything?"

"Yes Mamm," I said with a glow.

She gulped down the rest of her drink and grabbed her purse, "Then let's
go, we need to get you back to the house."

We left the club, and I started to get into the car, "Get the towel and sit
on it young lady," she called to me over the car. Grabbing the towel from
the back seat, I spread it out and sat down on it, knowing that I needed to
raise my skirt and rub myself as we went back towards the house.

"Take your dildo out of your purse and start working it into your pussy."
Ms. S. said.

"But Mamm, I am already quite sore from filling those rubbers, and I don't
think I can go through with it."

"Don't argue, just get it out and start plunging it into the pussy of
yours."

I reluctantly got out the dildo, and put it into my mouth, trying to add a
little moisture to it so I would not make my cunt any sorer than it already
was from the hard fucking that I had already been through. I lowered it
down to my twat, and slowly started forcing it into my depths. My eager
pussy was not so eager now, and it was very painful to work that big dildo
into myself. I kept working it back and forth, wincing at the pain, and
finally got it all the way into my pussy. I was starting to loosen up a
little, and felt the pangs of passion start coursing into my mind when
Ms. S. brought me back to my senses, "Don't get too worked up. I don't want
you to come, just get yourself all worked up right now."

I slowed down the pace that I was plunging the rubber dick into myself at,
and started enjoying the nice, slow fuck I was giving to my over anxious
twat. We continued heading for the house, and I was starting to take a lot
of enjoyment in ravaging my pussy with my rubber friend, bringing myself
fairly close, and then slowing down so I did not make Ms. S. mad.

We pulled into the drive of the house, and she put the car into the
garage. "Put your friend into your mouth and clean it up. And I mean all
the way into your mouth. I seen how well you handled Jimmy this morning."

I did as directed, almost gagging but getting it all the way down my
throat. We went into the house, and I started to take the cock out of my
mouth. "No, you leave that in there. You look like you need something in
your mouth to keep you from talking."

She then grabbed my hand and pulled me around facing here. She grabbed the
sack that she had picked up at Jimmy's and pulled out a device, one that
had a strap that went around my head, and one that went around my neck, and
with a strap that would go over the top of my head so it did not slide down
to my neck. It did not have anything hooked to it, but had a wide piece of
leather that would easily hold the dildo in mouth in place. "Here, this
will hold that in there for tonight. We wouldn't want it to get away from
you as you are sleeping," and put the strap over my head, and around my
neck, buckling both buckles. Then I heard two 'Click's' and knew that she
had padlocked the device onto my head.

"Leave your purse here, and go take off those clothes. Want you to get
yourself relieved, and wait for me in your bedroom. I will be there
directly."

I did so, trying to keep calm so I would be able to breath with the gag
forcing the rubber cock down my throat. My throat hurting from all of the
assaults that it had been through today, but unable to do anything about it
right now. I took off my blouse, and wondered if I was to leave on the
clamps that were on my nipples. The pain was not too bad now, so I decided
that I would wait and let Ms. S. decide the fate of those. I then slid down
my skirt, and tried to kick my heels off, but they were held fast by the
straps and padlocks there. I then relieved myself, and decided to douche to
try to clean up my aching pussy a little. I felt better, and headed into
the bedroom where Ms. S. was waiting for me, sitting on the bed.

"I am surprised at you. I figured that you would take the clamps off, but
you fooled me and left them on instead." Then tossing me a negligee, she
told me, "Come here and turn around."

I put the negligee on over my head, sliding my arms through the straps. I
then turned around with my back to her and she grasped my arm and I felt
the cold steel of a hand cuff grip around my wrist, then she grasped the
other, and I had my hands cuffed behind me. She then forced me to face her
and raising up my negligee she took off the nipple clamps, which just about
made me pass out from the rush of blood that returned back to my now badly
aching nipples. She then took one, and then the other into her mouth,
sucking on them and making them feel considerably better.

She then told me to get into the bed, with my hose and high heels still on,
so I did and tried to get comfortable. She then opened a drawer and pulled
out another device, which was made out of plastic and had two elastic
straps coming out of it, which she put under the negligee and pressed it
against my pussy, then brought the elastic straps around each leg, forcing
it tight against my love nest. She then reached back into the drawer and
pulled out something that looked like a vibrator, and I felt her do
something to the item she put onto my pussy. I then felt her do something
to my foot and then realized she was strapping my legs to the end of the
bed, pulling them apart in the spread eagle fashion. Then I heard a click
and about jumped out of my skin when I felt the buzzing against my pussy
lips and clit.

"You will like this, it is called a 'Butterfly' and it ought to keep you
all relaxed for the night. If the batteries don't die, that is," she said
laughingly as she turned off the lights and left the room.

I lay there for a little while trying to keep my mind off the buzzing at my
cunt, but soon lost control and went with the flow. I orgasmed repeatedly,
making the spot that I was laying in wet with my juices, and then I passed
out, unable to take anymore of the ecstasy.

Chapter 4

The next morning I was awakened by Ms. S. as she was untying my feet. She
then took the padlocks off my shoes and after seeing that I was awake,
said, "I hope that you slept well. It's time to get up so swing over here
and I will get your hands loose.

I did so, and she uncuffed my wrists. I brought my arms around me, rubbing
them and trying to get some of the feeling back. She then unlocked the
padlocks on the gag, and unbuckled it as well. I reached up and slowly took
the dildo out of my mouth, feeling the rawness from having my rubber friend
down deep into my throat. "Go ahead and get off your night clothes, and get
cleaned up. I will lay some things out for you to put on after you get your
shower."

I took my shoes off, and rubbed some of the feeling into them, and then
took off the negligee and the hose. I slowly padded into the bathroom and
relieved myself, and gave myself an enema. Then got all cleaned up and
shaved, and then dried my hair.

I headed back into my room, and seen that Ms. S. had laid out some clothes,
a garter belt and some smoke colored hose, and a paisley dress that had
buttons up the front, a tight bodice and was very short. I slipped on the
garter belt and hose, and the 6" black high heels that were by the bed,
apparently what I was to wear, and then slipped the tight dress over my
head, having to pull it down over my thighs and buttoned it all the way
down. I then applied a little make up, and got my hair fixed. I hurried
down the hall.

Ms. S. was in the kitchen, and spoke to me, "You are probably hungry. There
is a 'Shredded Wheat' in the bowl, milk is in the refrigerator" then
tossing the three filled condoms over towards the dish, "And some 'sugar'
to sweeten it up."

I was famished, but felt a wave of nausea sweep over me at the thought of
having to eat the cum out of the rubbers. "You will eat your food, or there
will be a big problem young lady." Ms. S. glared at me.

I shuddered as I got the milk and sat down at the table. Picked up the
condoms and slowly emptied the contents onto the cereal. I then started
eating, gagging at every bite, and wincing at the pain from having the
dildo in my mouth all night long. I finished my food, and then Ms. S. said,
"Go ahead and get all the dishes washed, and I will be ready in a bit."

Ready for what, I thought. But got all the dishes done and then went into
the living room and sat down, thumbing through a magazine and trying to get
my mind off the taste in my mouth.

Ms. S. came back into the room saying, "Go ahead and get your butt plug
into that cute little ass of yours, and also unbutton the bottom five
buttons on that dress. We want people to be sure to see some of what you
have underneath your pretty dress. Do you have all your items in your
purse?"

"Yes Mamm," I answered as I unbuttoned the buttons.

I picked up my purse and went into the bathroom and put some lubricant onto
the butt plug and slowly worked it into my ass. It was painful slipping pas
the ring of my sphincter, but it was already getting easier to insert
inside of me. I then headed back into the living room and went to the car
with Ms. S., pulling the towel out of the back seat and sitting on it, then
raising my dress so I could put my hand onto my pussy.

"We are heading for the mall, and I want to take you to the beauty parlor
and get your hair shortened some. You seem to have problems in getting it
all ready in the morning."

"But Mamm, I try to hurry, and I like my hair."

"Oh, but you will like it even better with it cut. Then all you have to do
is get it dry and throw a brush through it."

"Yes Mamm," I answered meekly.

We got to the mall, and I was pretty hot and horny by this time, and went
to the beauty parlor. Ms. S. talked to a lady there and I was lead back to
the back of the shop, and put into one of the partitioned areas. The
beautician started cutting my hair, with me seeing a whole lot falling down
all around me. After about 15 minutes, she took out some mouse and spread
it through my hair.

"You look a whole lot nicer, and younger with this cut," she informed me as
she spun the chair around showing it to me in the mirror.

I approved of it, and said, "Thank you, it definitely does look a lot
easier to care for."

I seen her put her head down next to mine and smile at me in the mirror,
and then spun the chair towards her. She put both of her hands onto the
arms, saying, "Samantha said that you would be in for a little fun as
well."

Remembering what had happened at the last parlor I was at two days ago, I
felt a rush of excitement from her words. "But aren't you still open?"

"Oh yes, but only a few of the girls come back here, and all of them like a
little excitement from time to time," she answered with a smile coming out
from her lips. She then bent towards my face and kissed me on the lips
hard, grinding hers to mine, and started forcing her tongue into my mouth.

I felt a wave of passion shoot through my body, making my pussy start
juicing up, and bringing my breasts into an erect position.

She broke the kiss and then spun me towards the mirror, and then I felt
something being place around my wrist. She was tying me with a piece of
material to the chair! She then did the other, so quickly that I did not
have hardly any chance to protest or to get my arm up. She then came back
around to my front and I started to ask, "What are you doing to
meeeeeee...." As she grabbed my legs, forcing me to slide down into the
chair, only stopping when my head reached the top part of the back. I was
in shock, and could not do much anything. She was suddenly around to the
back of the chair and I felt a piece of material being laid across my
forehead and secured to the back of the chair.

I asked again, "What is going on? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Oh, just sit back and enjoy it, Samantha said that you were into about
everything." She answered quickly.

She then left, but was back in just a few moments. She then said, "Samantha
told me that you needed some experience at eating pussy. She also said that
she would be back in a while, so we ought to have at least an hour before
you have to go anywhere."

She then kicked off her shoes, and started climbing up the chair towards
me. I knew that I was getting ready to taste my first pussy since I became
a woman, but was still tingling with fear from being so quickly tied
down. She got up onto the chair and then raised the front of her long
skirt, showing me she did not have on anything except a garter belt and
hose either, but had a nice triangular patch of fur covering her snatch. I
wondered if she was not controlled by Ms. S. like me too.

She then started lowering her pussy towards my face, allowing her upper
thighs to lean against the sides of my head as I seen her cunt come closer
and closer to my face. I could already smell her fragrance, which was very
similar to my own, and then I had her fur at my mouth.

"MMMMM, this is going to be very nice" she said as I let a breath out
against her fur.

I then went ahead and started probing her bush with my tongue, trying to
locate the honey hole that I knew would be there. I found it, and slowly
started licking the soft folds of her pussy, moving her fur away from the
gash with my tongue. I slid my tongue back and forth, finding her clit, and
felt her jump as my tongue made contact with it.

"Ohhh, yes honey, that feels so wonderful," she moaned softly.

I continued to slowly lick all of the outer folds of her, actually enjoying
her taste, and she started slowly rocking against my face.

"Well, you just couldn't wait, huh?" I heard another female voice say as I
was gently tonguing the beautician's cunt.

I then felt hands take a hold of my knees, sending a rush of electricity
through my loins, and start spreading my legs apart.

I let my tongue slowly enter into the hole that I was tonguing, and heard
the beautician on my face let out a little gasp. Then I felt hair brush my
inner thighs as I felt a warm breath onto my own bald snatch. I then felt a
moist kiss right on the lips of my pussy just before I felt a warm tongue
start licking the folds of my now aching pussy. I did know I was so excited
until I felt that wonderful mouth against my hole.

The pussy that I was working on with my mouth started rocking back and
forth as the excitement that I felt inside my loins rushed up and made me
put my tongue deeper inside the sweet snatch on my face. I wanted to reach
up and take her ass into my hands, but I was soon remembered that they were
securely tied to the arms of the chair.

I suddenly felt a tongue go deep into my cunt, and swallowed as it entered
into me, making me blow a rush of air out of my nose, and making the
beautician on my face shudder lightly. I felt the juices rush into my
pussy, making me wet with the anticipation of being eaten, and remembering
it was daytime, and that anyone could actually come back in here.

Suddenly, the tongue in my pussy left, and I was so taken back when I felt
the hair brush my thighs as she stood up, I lost my train of thought, and
quit licking the snatch on my face. I had just started to get excited, and
now I was left alone, and could not even get my hands down to work on my
pussy myself.

I continued licking the cunt on my face, and since I had lost the mouth on
my puss, I could only manage to get into it half heartedly. But then I felt
hands on my hands, and felt legs brush inside my legs as someone was
stepping up towards me. I tried to analyze what was going on, thinking that
the one that had been licking my snatch must be now kissing on the neck of
the one that I was eating.

I then felt something rub against my pussy lips. It made me gasp at the
feeling, and I tried to pull my face away from the pussy on my face. I then
felt it enter into me, getting excited at the thought of starting to get
fucked by a dildo. I felt waves of excitement start deep inside of my
throbbing box, and rush through my loins and up into my face. I sucked hard
against the pussy on my mouth, and heard the beautician moan as I plunged
my tongue even deeper into her steaming box. It set off an avalanche inside
her, and I felt the juices running out of her snatch and into my mouth,
making suck all that much harder.

As the dildo slowly worked it's way inside of me, I felt the walls of my
slick pussy start to stretch, and I tried to move my hands again, only to
feel the bonds that kept them on the arms of the seat. I arched my back,
taking more of the invader into me, sucking harder and harder onto the
pussy I had over my mouth, and feeling the beautician grind it harder onto
my lips. The dildo kept entering into me, coming contact with the skin
between the butt plug and it making me buck towards it, and making me even
wetter as it entered. Then I felt the hands of the one starting to fuck me
grasp my legs at the knees and pull up on them, bringing them up to her
hips, feeling the silkiness of her thighs against mine, and she drove the
invader deep inside my wanton pussy, making me lurch as it rubbed the thin
membranes separating the plugs.

Then I felt balls slap against my ass cheeks. I sucked in hard at the
quickly grinding pussy on my mouth, bringing the beautician to a climax,
and hearing her start to moan and gasp. I was getting fucked not by a
dildo, but by a real cock! I was shocked, but with the pussy covering my
mouth and having my hands and head tied kept me from doing anything but
suck hard against the beauticians clit in my mouth, making her come that
much more.

I felt the cock inside my aching twat slowly pull back, and then ram it's
full length into me again driving me almost insane with the feeling of them
rubbing the other plug inside of my ass, making me shudder and making my
muscles in my cunt clamp down onto it, trying to keep some of my senses as
it hit near the end of my canal.

My face was drenched with the pussy juice from the beautician's monstrous
climax, and she held onto the chair by my head as she shuddered from deep
within herself, forcing more of her nectar into my mouth. The cock inside
my box started a slow, methodical rhythm, being gentle as the tightness of
my cunt clenched against it. I had my legs high up on her waist, and closed
them, holding onto her. I could not believe I was getting fucked by a woman
with a dick.

As the cock in my cunt started speeding up, the beautician started raising
herself off my face, taking her sweet snatch away from my face. I started
moaning from the cock in my cunt, and was starting to work at the bonds
that held me. I was getting so excited at the aspect of getting fucked by a
woman, I could hardly control myself. It was beyond my wildest dreams, and
right out of my fantasies.

I felt something touch my lips, and slightly opened up my eyes as a rubber
dildo was forced past my lips. I tried to scream, but that just allowed the
dildo to be forced quickly inside my mouth, and against my tongue. I got my
tongue out of the way right before I felt it hit the back of my throat. I
arched my back up higher, and felt the cock deep inside my juicy cunt go
even deeper into me, hitting the back of my fuck canal. I swallowed, and
felt the dildo roughly go past my tonsils and deep into my throat. I could
only breath through my nose, and still could not move. Then I felt
something go over it and be tied to the back of the chair, forcing the
dildo deep into my throat and further keeping me from moving my head.

It made me spread my legs, but the woman fucking me grasped them tighter
and raised them up above her hips, and ground into my pussy hard making me
shudder as I felt totally helpless. Then holding my legs, the woman started
humping me easier, sensing that I was about to panic at the situation I was
in. "That ought to keep you quiet," the beautician said, "We don't want any
of our patrons hearing you, now would we."

I understood then that I was getting lost in my ecstasy and must have been
moaning quite loudly. I could not blame them, and so I returned my mind
towards the cock that was slowly grinding into my waiting snatch, and
rotating in the joyous of manners. I started getting back into the screwing
I was receiving, and felt the buttons being undone on my dress. Then I felt
a hand cup one of my breasts gently, as the rest of the buttons were being
undone.

The beautician's head lowered towards my tit, and started slowly kissing
it, as her hand played gently with the other one. I was raised into another
phase of ecstasy as the cock deep inside of me continued it's plowing of my
eager pussy. She continued to kiss, and then suck on my tit, and played
with the nipples. I shuddered as I felt an orgasm start building, and never
wanted this to stop.

The cock in my cunt started humping faster and faster, and the beautician
started chewing gently onto my nipples, as the orgasm I was getting ready
to have was quickly building and I started squirming in the chair. Then the
beautician raised her head from my breasts, but continued to pinch the
nipples and massage them. I felt the waves of the orgasm start to the
surface, and sucked hard on the dildo in my mouth just as the first part of
it reached the depths of my cunt. I felt the surge of the cock deep inside
my pussy as it ground as deep as she could into my pussy, stiffening and
enlarging quickly.

Just as I wanted to scream and toss my head back in ecstasy, I felt the
cock in my cunt start to jerk, and felt a sudden pain in my nipple. It hurt
bad, but I was so caught up in the orgasm I did not know what to do, and
then I felt the same pain in the other nipple. I could have screamed if the
rubber dildo wasn't so deep in my mind. The cock in my pussy kept jerking
as the hands on my legs gripped me tight and pulled me as hard as she could
onto her cock. I could not think, and was in pain, but continued climaxing,
coming harder than I had ever before, and almost to the point of passing
out.

As the waves of the torrential orgasm started fading, I slowly relaxed. The
lady holding my legs started easing her grip on them, and I felt the
circulation return to my legs. The beautician bent down and kissed me
gently on the forehead as a tear from the pain skirted down my cheek. I was
spent. I had never thought that a woman could come that hard, and I felt
exhausted from the ordeal.

Slowly I felt the cock that was in me start going limp, and slide out of
me, allowing my own juices to flow down my thighs. My hands hurt, my tits
hurt, and my neck hurt. I wanted to know why I had pain in my breasts, a
pain that was 100 times more intense than the nipple clamps had been.

The beautician untied the gag that held the dildo in my mouth, and then
slowly started slipping it out. I felt the pain of it leaving my now raw
throat, raw because of the scream that had welled up in my throat when I
felt the intense pain in my breasts. Tears still slowly flowed down my
cheeks, and I heard the beautician say, "There, there,.... The pain will go
away before too long."

As the dildo was pulled completely out of my mouth, I managed to voice,
"But it hurt so bad. What did you do to my breasts?"

"We pierced them, and knew that you would really like the sensation when we
did them as you were into you own orgasm. It was surely quite exquisite."
The beautician stated.

"You almost squeezed my cock right off of me deary," said the woman that
had been fucking me.

As my head was released, I looked up, "You must be a Transvestite."

"Not a transvestite, but a Transsexual. I just need to have an operation to
complete my transformation."

I seen that her limp dick still sported a very full rubber. She reached
down and took it off of her cock, and tied the end so it would not leak
out. Then she reached over and dropped it into my purse. "Samantha told us
that you were saving these. I have been there, and so you will eventually
get used to the taste," she said with a silly smirk on her face.

The beautician untied my wrists, and I pulled them up, rubbing some of the
feeling back into them. She then squatted down and took the Transsexual's
cock in her mouth and sucked it clean. The transsexual grabbed a damp towel
and tossed it to me, saying, "Use this to clean up your face. When Kimmy
gets me clean, I will fix your make up for you."

Kimmy got done, and then the transsexual, whose name I found out was
Crystal, fixed my make up, reaching down and flipping my new piercings with
a finger a couple of times.

They got done, and I got my clothes all buttoned, and they cleaned off and
dried the wet spot that was left on the back of my dress. Ms. S. showed up
a little later, paid the bill, and then we took off into the mall, headed
for a restaurant.

We got into the restaurant, a Chinese place, and were seated. My nipples
aching badly due to being crushed into the bodice of my dress and rubbing
at every step. She said to me, "Go ahead and relieve yourself, and I want
you to put your Ben-Wa balls into yourself. When you come back, raise your
dress before sitting so that you will keep it dry.

I thought about my abused pussy, and wondered what Ms. S. had in store for
me that would require me to raise my dress when I returned. I tried to
shove it out of my mind, and took off for the toilet. After relieving
myself and sliding the Ben-Wa balls into myself, I wanted to see what had
been done to my breasts, so I unbuttoned a few buttons, and found that I
now had two stainless steel rings attached to my tits. My breasts were very
sore to the touch, so I buttoned back up my dress, deciding to leave the
top three unbuttoned to relieve some of the pressure on my aching
nipples. I returned to the table, and pulled up my dress as I sat down. In
a little while, a waiter brought me a salad without dressing and set it
down in front of me.

"Get your 'dressing' out of your purse, and put it onto your salad before
eating dear."

I knew what she meant, and so I looked around at the people in the place,
which was packed. "Don't worry about them, they won't see you if you are
careful. Just squeeze it out and put the 'container' back into your purse."

I did so, and felt like I was going to gag as I ate my salad. Soup was the
next course, and I sat and ate it idly, trying to wash the cum taste out of
my mouth. Then I was brought two egg rolls, and I had a good idea of what I
had to do with them.

Ms. S. picked up a bottle of "Dragon Juice" and put a little in my
plate. "Dip your egg roll into the sauce, and then put it into yourself. I
think it is about time to 'warm you up'."

My heart started racing, "But Mamm, that will hurt me badly. Maybe even
raise blisters!" I pleaded.

"Get one into that cunt of yours, or everyone here will see your breasts,
and your pussy. Do you hear me." She scowled at me.

My heart was pounding like it was going to go right out of my chest, but I
dipped the egg roll into the sauce, ever so lightly, and lowered it down to
my crotch. I was scared to death, for I knew that the hat sauce would
surely kill me. But I brushed it against my lips of my pussy, and then
slowly let it slide into my cunt.

It was not too bad, and so I thought that maybe I was just panicking, and
put it in quite a ways. I then raised my hand up to the table top, and then
I felt a burning sensation, that rapidly intensified. I started to say
something when an intense orgasm struck me, flying out of my depths and
sweeping over me, making it hard to stay seated and making the Ben Wa balls
suck up deep into my cunt. "ahhhHHHHHHHHHHH.... OOOHHHHH," I tried to hold
it all under control, but it all happened too fast and was too intense. I
felt the eyes of a thousand people on me, wondering what had just happened.

"Feeling a little flushed young lady?"

"Uh, uh, uh, uh" was all that I could mewl to her as I felt the waves of
yet another intense orgasm come plunging up from my depths, and making me
suck in the butt plug up my ass even farther than it was already. My face
broke out in a sweat, and I could not move, let alone speak.

"Go ahead and slide it out, and slide the other into yourself, without the
sauce."

I shuddered again as I came hard, almost unable to see. I slid out the egg
roll, and shuddered again, and felt the fires of hell deep inside of my
cunt, making the juices flow and puddle underneath my ass. I slid the other
in, feeling the pain of it's coarseness on the very sensitive walls of my
cunt.

I brought the other one up, unable to speak, or think, just dazed by the
intense burning inside my cunt, and the intense orgasms that had wreaked
through my body. The egg roll was actually dripping with my pussy juices,
and I slid it into my mouth, tasting the mixture of my cum and the hat
sauce. I felt waves of electricity flowing all through my body, making it
tingle and making the muscles in my snatch work back and forth, making more
of my juices flow out of my dripping pussy and onto the chair, and actually
down my legs.

There was no way I could control my body as I felt the onrush of yet
another orgasm starting to build. I knew that the Ben Wa balls were so far
up me now, I may never get them out, and I would be surprised if the butt
plug wasn't halfway up into my bowels. "Mamm, I,I, I, UUUhHHhHH," I
stammered as I became in the throngs of another cascading orgasm. I put
both my hands onto the table and tried to gather myself.

"Well, yes, go ahead and take your egg roll out and eat it too," she said
with a laugh. She knew what I needed, ICE!

I reached down and got the egg roll out, and managed, "I need to go to the
toilet Mamm."

She laughed and tossed her napkin to me, "You probably will need to dry off
yourself before you get up. It looks like you may still be getting off."

I just knew I needed to quench the fire that was about to burn my poor
pussy up, and at the moment I could care less if I had cum dripping down my
legs all the way to the toilet. But, I dried off with my napkin and hers,
making them both look like I had spilled a whole glass of water on me, when
it struck me that I could do that. I grabbed up my glass of water and
lowered it under the table, and held the lip of the glass to my cunt as I
tipped it forward. "YIiiiiiiaaaa," I said with a shudder as the icy water
connected with my burning twat. I held it there, and felt the cold water
numb the lips of my pussy, and felt the Ben Wa balls get sucked up even
farther into my cunt as the muscles contracted, which also made the butt
plug pull deeper into my ass, and actually hurt my sphincter.

I sat there like that for a moment, with Ms. S. almost unable to control
the laughter that she was trying so hard to hold back. My cunt was now numb
from the icy water, and I put a finger into the glass and forced a couple
of ice cubes into my cunt before raising it up from under the table and
taking a drink of it. I was actually starting to be able to gather up my
composure, but it would still be a little while before I would be able to
walk.

Still snickering at the dilemma that she had put me through, Ms. S. said,
"You handle such a hot affair quite well young lady. I am proud of you, for
I figured that you would end up screaming as you ran into the toilet."

I finally got myself composed enough to be able to walk and talk, excused
myself and tried to walk casually towards the toilet. I was still burning
up inside, but it was starting to subside, and I dried myself repeatedly,
and when it seemed like I would quit leaking my juices down my legs I went
back to the table. I could feel the butt plug and Ben Wa balls moving
around inside of me, so I knew that I was starting to relax, and that
things would be okay. I just hoped that my cunt would not be too sore for
the next ordeal that Ms. S. would be putting me through. I knew her
sadistic mind still had quite a few tricks yet to perform onto my body.

We headed out into the mall and then exited to the car. "We need to get you
fitted with some other items," she told me, still with a little laughter in
her voice. "Go ahead and get in, and you might as well get your towel and
raise your dress. You look like you are still quite hot. I would think it
is probably passion." She added as she broke out in laughter.

I got in, and did as I was told, but tried to be very gentle on my now very
sensitive cunt. I figured that I would probably burn down there forever,
but it was at least bearable now, and I knew I would not ever forget it,
but also that I would live through it.

We left the lot, and headed out across town. I was gentle stroking my
pussy, and was wondering what I was going to be fitted for.

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