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Chapter 2


'That's it, baby,' Vanessa purred as she snaked her hips forwards and
back, gently sliding the strapon in and out of my mouth. I could no
longer think rationally, as any self control I still had slipped away and
trance like, my eyes closed, I sucked the rubber phallus in and out of my
lips.

'Baby, you love this don't you?' Vanessa's voice took on a hypnotic
tone, gently encouraging me to take more and more into my mouth.

I was too far gone with lust and desire to even register the question
let alone give her any answer.

'This is what you want, isn't it? You want to be a cocksucker don't you?
This is what you've dreamed about, baby. This is what you were born to
do.'

She placed her hands around the back of my head pushing me deeper and
deeper onto the strapon. I gagged as I took nearly the whole length
into my throat and she relaxed a little to let me recover and then
continued her penetration of my mouth. I couldn't describe what I felt
as I knelt in front of my office supervisor, my nose buried in her
crotch sucking on the large black strapon she was wearing. I felt
shame, certainly, and fear mixed with a sexual arousal so strong it was
scrambling my senses.

From somewhere deep in my brain came faint messages of alarm and
warning. The rush that flooded through me as I gave myself to the woman
I knelt before instantly swamped these feelings and I felt my
willpower sliding away. Incredibly, I felt my cock rise and harden
and I knew I had lost the battle with my last remaining inhibitions. How
had this happened to me? At this moment I neither knew nor cared as I
greedily licked and sucked the rubber tool in my mouth. I had never done
this before but it seemed so right, so natural. How could something that
felt so good be wrong? Vanessa was right; I was born to do this.

How had she known? How had she seen right down to the depths of my soul?
Vanessa took her hands from the back of my head and slipped the strapon
out of my mouth. I swear she could see the disappointment flash in my
eyes as the object of my worship was removed. I felt lost without it's
presence in my mouth.

'Don't worry, baby. If you liked that, it won't be long before you feel
the real thing.'

Vanessa replaced her finger in my mouth and I heard myself sigh as I
sucked it gently and gratefully between my lips.

'Jamie, things will begin to change for you now. If you don't want your
colleagues to see the pictures I took posted on the company intranet,
then you will do as I say without question from now on. Do you
understand me, Jamie?'

Her tone became sharp and she lifted my chin with a finger and locked
her eyes back onto mine. I could not resist this woman who seemed to see
right through to my darkest desires.

'Do you understand me, Jamie?' she repeated as she lowered her face to
mine and I could not tear my eyes from hers. I vaguely knew that this
was my last chance to regain control. But her eyes burned into mine and
I felt any remaining resistance dissolve away and I nodded my head.

'Ye... yes,' I managed to croak.

'Yes Mistress!' she barked straight into my face. 'From now on when others
are not around, you will call me Mistress. Is that clear?'

I swallowed and nodded again.

'Say it,' she snapped.

'Yes, Mistress,' I replied, realising just how much my jaw ached from the
sucking I had given the strapon.

'Good, very good, Jamie. Now I want to repay you for what you did
earlier. Stand up.'

I climbed unsteadily to my feet, my legs trembling from what had
happened. Vanessa took my arm and led me to the armchair that sat in the
corner of her room.

'Sit, Sissy.'

Her tone of voice was all I needed to make me sit down sharply in the
chair. Vanessa quickly knelt in front of me and she undid my zip and
belt with practised hands. She reached inside my trousers and she felt
me harden straight away.

'My, my, you did enjoy that didn't you, you filthy little sissy.'
Vanessa smiled as she spoke and her tongue slid across her lips. The
way she said sissy made me shiver with fear and anticipation.

'Watch, feel and learn, Jamie. I promise you will enjoy this.'

Her head dropped into my lap and she took me into her mouth so quickly
and so deeply I thought I would faint. I looked down to see her head
bobbing up and down on my engorged cock and I could feel her tongue
swirling across my cockhead. I moaned with pleasure as she reached up
with one hand and stroked the base of my cock as she licked and sucked
the head. I had become so aroused I knew it would only be seconds before
I came. My body tensed as I felt the pressure build deep inside me and
my cock grew even harder.

Vanessa sensed the climax and closed her mouth around my shaft. I jerked
clear off the chair and came as I had never come before and I moaned as
the cum flowed from my cock into Vanessa's mouth. She took the load into
her mouth and with lightening speed rose and kissed me on the lips,
forcing her tongue between my teeth and transferred the cum into my
mouth. Before I could react, Vanessa had clamped my mouth shut and I
swallowed automatically. I opened my eyes wide as I realised what she
had done and I began to struggle. She slapped my face hard and I stopped
moving, shocked into immobility.

'Jamie, that's only the first of many you will swallow, so get used to
it.'

She rose and picked up the camera, snapping more pictures of me as he
sat, now mentally and physically exhausted on the chair.

'That's enough for today my little sissy,' Vanessa whispered almost
tenderly. 'From tomorrow, you will be promoted to the role of my
personal assistant and you'll sit outside my office. I would advise you
to accept this new role, unless that is, you want pictures I took of you
tonight to end up in everyone's email.'

From somewhere I summoned the wits to nod. That wasn't enough for
Vanessa, who said, 'Say thank you properly, Jamie.'

'Thank you Mistress,' I responded, my eyes downcast in abject humiliation.
Vanessa turned to her desk and took from something from a drawer.

'Jamie, my little sissy, I want you to start wearing something suitable
for your new status. These will do wonderfully, I think.'

Vanessa handed me a pair of silk panties. I felt my face burn as I
realised what they were.

'Oh, so sweet... I love it when you blush, Jamie it makes you look so
shy and innocent. Yes, that's the look we will go for - sweet and
innocent by day and a cocksucking sissy slut by night.'

I blushed again as I realised how much I liked the sound of that.

'I'll see you at 08.30 tomorrow morning and if you're not wearing those
panties I will be very, very angry.'

Vanessa stood there with her hands on hips.

'Now, shoo and go home you silly little girl. I need you fresh for
tomorrow.'

Vanessa turned to the mirror on the wall and retouched her make up as I
left her office, but I don't think she meant me to see her smile and
wink at the mirror as I closed the door. I don't know how I managed to
get home that night. My mind was reeling from the sensory overload I had
gone through that evening.

I stumbled back to my tiny flat and I collapsed on the bed. I felt tears
of shame prick my eyes as I remembered how Vanessa had humiliated me.
She had made me kneel in front of her and suck her rubber cock, and I
had not put up much of a fight. I was a pathetic snivelling little
excuse for a man. The bitch, the bitch, the bitch. I said it over and
over. Well I would show her. If she thought she could do this to me she
could think again. I just wouldn't put up with it. I would leave. I
would resign and just leave the company.

What could she do? I had made my mind up to just not turn up the next
day when I put my hand in my pocket and found the silk panties that
Vanessa had given me. It was true they were the loveliest shade of peach
and the lace trim felt exciting as I ran them through my fingers. I
turned them over in my hands and I looked at the label - La Senza. I had
often stopped in front of the La Senza shop in the shopping centre and I
remembered how turned on I had felt looking at the beautiful lingerie in
the window.

Without thinking I brought the panties up to my face and rubbed the
silk over my skin. It immediately made me remember how I had felt on my
knees sucking the strapon, and I felt a frisson of excitement as my cock
betrayed me as it twitched and hardened at the memory of what I had
done. It wouldn't do any harm just to slip them on, I thought. I'm not
going through with this so I'll just see what they feel like. I stripped
quickly and stood looking at myself in the full-length mirror in the
bedroom.

I had never been exactly an athletic type of guy but I had pretty good
muscle tone and had looked after myself pretty well. I ate the right
things and hadn't gone to fat like my brother. I looked down at the
scrap of material in my hand and I felt my cock twitch again. I looked
in the mirror and watched as my cock began to grow before my eyes. I
bent down quickly and put one foot and then the other into the panties.
I pulled them up my legs and the silk and lace fluttered over my skin,
sending shivers through me. I gasped as I pulled the panties up to my
waist and as they cupped my cock and balls I felt my knees turn to
jelly. The silk and lace felt so light and cool - yet it held me so
delicately.

I turned and looked in the mirror and fell in love with what I saw. My
ever-stiffening rod tented the panties out, but I though they made me
look so pretty. I did a little twirl and looked over my shoulder and my
bum filled the panties just so. I had kept my hair long for as long as
I could remember and wore it normally tied back in a ponytail. I now
shook the hair free and it tumbled down over my shoulders. I shook my
head and the hair moved free, my whole body seemed to soften before my
eyes. The angular lines of my masculine body blurred before my eyes into
soft and gentle curves.

I was now fully erect and as I ran my hands over the silk covering my
bum I shivered and moaned aloud as I felt the material slide beneath my
fingers. I closed my eyes as my hand moved to my cock and I began to
stroke. I felt harder than I had ever been before. My cock felt like a
rod of steel. My breathing shortened and I opened my eyes just in time
to see my cock spurt for the second time that night.

It was as if I were watching someone else in the mirror as I saw the
half man half girl touch a finger to the cum stringing from the oddly
familiar figure's cockhead and lift it towards their lips. I stared as I
saw the figure in the mirror lick the cum from the finger, smile back at
me and suck the finger deep into his mouth. I knew then that I would be
at my new desk at 08.30 sharp the next morning.

I had half expected Vanessa to be surprised when she turned the corner
and saw me sat at the desk outside her office the next morning. However,
she merely nodded to me as she walked up to my desk.

'Good morning, Jamie. How are you this morning? Did you have a good
evening?' she asked without even a trace of irony.

'Yes, thank you,' I replied, equally deadpan. I looked around and as we
were the only ones in, added, 'Madam.'

'Jamie, very good. You will do very well in this new job I think. Now
come in to my office we need to organise the day's work.'

I hastened in behind Vanessa who closed and locked the door. I stood in
the middle of the office as Vanessa circled me, looking me up and down
several times in a frankly disconcerting way.

'Yes, there are a few things we can start to work on straight away,' she
murmured to herself. 'But first, did you do as I asked, Jamie?'
She stood in front of me and looked me straight in the eye, unzipped my
trousers and slid her hand inside. She nodded in approval as she felt
the silk and she squeezed my balls until I squeaked in protest.

'Good, Jamie. A very good start to our new relationship.

'Thank you, Mistress,'

Vanessa walked behind me and took off the plain elasticated band I used
to tie my hair back. She pulled my hair back and replaced it with a
salmon pink scrunchy. This time though the ponytail was fixed at my eye
level; much higher than I usually wore it. I moved my head from side to
side and I felt the pony tail swing gently behind me.

'It will make me look like a girl,' I whimpered.

'Don't be silly,' she said, 'If David Beckham can wear it like this, so
can you.'

I had to admit later as I preened in front of the mirror in the staff
cloakroom that it did look good on me. It seemed to narrow my face,
make my cheekbones more prominent and my eyes somehow larger. I quickly
got used to the swing of the ponytail as I moved my head and soon I had
forgotten it completely.

The day flew by and it was obvious that my new role wasn't that
demanding and I wondered just how Vanessa managed to get away with doing
so little work. She had gone to a lunch meeting that had lasted three
hours and she had arrived back looking a little flushed. I thought I
could smell drink on her breath. The biggest problem I had to deal with
all day was hiding the erections I was getting from wearing the panties.
Some of the other staff noticed my new ponytail, but nobody said anything
to me, and a couple of the girls said how nice it looked.

Five o'clock came and the rest of the office staff departed leaving
Vanessa and me alone in our part of the office. About six, Vanessa asked
me to come into her office. I again stood in the middle of the office as
Vanessa walked around me. She reached up and took off the scrunchy from
around my hair so that it fell around my shoulders. She looked closely
at my hair and pulled a face.

'We'll need to get your hair cut properly, it's a disgrace. Luckily it's
long enough to do something nice with,' she moved away from me and sat
in the chair I had sat in when she blew me last night. I couldn't help
but tremble with the memory.

'Now for tomorrow, I want you wear these for me.' She handed me another pair
of silk panties, but this time she handed me a bra as well.

'But, Mistress, people will see it.'

'Your problem, not mine, sissy. Remember I have those photographs and I will
be happy to use them if necessary.' She put her finger beneath my chin and
raised my face to hers. 'It wont be necessary, will it. my pet?'

I shivered with fear and excitement at the thought of wearing the bra. The
panties, and even the pink hair scrunchy were one thing, but a bra?
What was I getting myself into?

She dismissed me and told me to be in early the next morning for a special
assignment. I scurried home to my flat, swearing yet again that I would not
do what Vanessa wanted. However as I let the silk of the panties and bra
slide through my fingers, my cock began to tingle and I thought, what harm
would it do if I tried them on. It wouldn't change my mind of course, I
still wasn't going to wear them for Vanessa.

I slipped off my work clothes and pulled the panties up my legs. I sighed
as the silk cradled my cock and balls in it's sensual grip. I let my hair
down and even brushed it so that it had some shape to it. I picked up the
bra with trembling fingers and wondered how I would put it on. I
remembered seeing a girl do this thing in a porn film. She did her bra up
at the front and then twisted it round. I managed to control my trembling
fingers long enough to fasten it at the front and then pull it round so
that the cups were at the front. I slid the straps up my arms and over
my shoulders and at the first tug of the straps, I was lost. It felt so
erotic, the material soft and silky against my skin and the straps
tugging at me as I moved. How weak was I? Vanessa knew exactly which
buttons to press.

I scuttled into work early the next day, my jacket concealing any sign
of the bra under my shirt. Vanessa strode straight past my desk and
into her office, leaving the door open.

'Well, sissy, what are you waiting for? We have work to do.'

I looked around, terrified that sonebody had heard, but we were the
only ones in at that early hour. I scuttled into her office, after
which she closed and locked the door before pulling down the blinds.

'Take that jacket off, sissy, I want to see if you have done as you
were told.'

I removed my jacket and Vanessa came and stood very close to me, her
fingers running over my chest so that she coud feel the bra under my
shirt.

'Good little girl, Jamie, you're doing very well so far.'

She moved her head forwards, her lips almost brushing mine.

'Do you like my lipstick, Jamie?' she whispered. 'It's pink, all sissies
like pink. Do you like pink Jamie?'

I felt myself nod, too scared to speak. her tongue flicked out and she
ran it along those lovely pink lips, my eyes following the action.

'Do you want to wear pink lipstick, Jamie? Tell me if you do and I'll
put some on you now. If you dont say anything, I wil take that as a
yes, my little sissy.'

My tongue was frozen in my mouth. I wanted to say no, but my tongue wasn't
listening to my brain, and I said nothing.

'So thats a yes, Jamie. You want to wear my pink lipstick today.'

My mind was screaming NO! but my voice wouldn't comply. I was hypnotised
by her voice; low and dark, full of sexual promise, it bored into my brain.
She picked up a tube of and held it right in front of my eyes as
she slowly unscrewed it. The pink tip of the lipstick emerged from the
tube and as if on cue my cock began to harden.

'Pucker up baby, you're going to love this. It will make you look so
sexy.'

She grabbed my chin with one hand and squeezed, forcing my lips forward.
so that she could smooth the slippery lipstick onto them. She let go of
me and stood back, 'Yes, that will do nicely. Now I want you to do
something for me, Jamie.'

She pushed me down onto my knees and she sat behind her desk.

'Jamie, every morning, I want you to get on your knees and eat me under
my desk. Do you understand?'

I was horrified and excited in equal measure.

'I said, do you understand me. Jame? Its a simple enough question.'

I finally found my tongue, 'Yes, yes, I mean yes Mistress.'

'That's better, sissy. So, get on with it.'

I crawled over to her desk and lowered my head so I could get
underneath it. She had hiked up her skirt and opened her legs. I could
see her white thong pulled tight into her pussy.

'First you need to pull down my panties.'

I reached out and with shaking hands I gripped the sides of her thong
and pulled it down her legs. She kicked it off and opened her legs
even further. I coud see her glistening pussy right in front of my
eyes.

'You may begin, sissy.' she ordered.

I inched my way towards her and I could smell her wetness as I came
closer. I bent my head forwards and my tongue flicked out to gently
lick her.

'Harder than that, you'll never get me off doing that.'

She reached under the table and put her hands behind my head and
pulled me hard into her pussy. My tongue began to lick her harder
and I heard her hiss with pleasure above me.

'Thats better, my pet. Just keep doing it that hard.'

She ket one hand behind me head locking me into place and she brought
the other one down and began to rub her clitoris just above my nose.
I had no choice but to keep licking and she brought her legs together,
trapping me between her legs. My neck and tongue began to ache, when
Vanessa grunted above me and she came, her juices coating my face with
its sticky sweet nectar.

'Enough, sissy. you can come out now.'

I crawled out from beneath the desk and knelt before her.

'Thats a good start, my pet. A bit rough, but practice will cure that.
Now, go and wash your face and here,' she handed me the tube of
lipstick, 'go and freshen up your lipstick.'

'But Mistress. what if someone sees me?'

She frowned, 'When will you learn to do what I tell you with out
arguing? Just do it, you silly girl.'

I scuttled away to the washrooms and after quickly checking there
was nobody else there, I washed my face and clumsily reapplied
the lipstick.

I got back to my desk and Vanessa had closed the door to her office,
so I sat outside, terrified that somebody would notice that I was
wearing lipstick. Yet again, a couple of the girls stopped by my
desk and complimented me on the colour of my lipstick. I was mortified
that they had noticed but nobody seemed to worry or make a fuss.

Vanessa returned after lunch, again smelling of drink. She called
me into her office and asked how the morning had gone. I told her
about the few calls she had received and that nothing else had
happened. She waved her hand at me to dismiss me, but I hesitated.
She looked up with a frown, 'What is it sissy?'

'Well Mistress, I dont understand why, but nobody seems to care that
I'm wearing lipstick, I even had a couple of compliments.'

'So you should, its a lovely colour.'

'Yes, Mistress, but why doesn't anyone seem to mind?'

She leaned back in her chair, 'Well I suppose you'll hear about it
anyway. I have told everyone that they will see some changes in
the way you dress and look.'

'But why?'

She glared back at me, 'Why what?'

'Oh, I'm sorry. Why, Mistress?'

'Because I've told everyone you are beginning to transition. You
came and told me you are transgender and you wanted to act and
dress as a girl.'

I felt like I was going to faint, 'But why did you tell them
that?'

'Because that way everyone accepts that you're wearing your hair
like a girl and wearing lipstick. They think it's cute.'

I felt tears flooding my eyes and I wiped them away.

'Don't snivel, girl, its better this way, you'll have to learn
to trust me, now go and fetch me a coffee.'

I did as she asked and sat outside her office for the rest of the
afternoon, trying and failing to make sense of what was going on.
I had fallen under the spell of this woman, I felt powerless to
resist her and I had no idea where this was going to lead.

At the end of the afternoon she called me into her office and
handed me a new panty and bra set, but this time a suspender
belt and a pair of stockings.

'I want you in the office wearing these tomorrow, ready to do
what we discussed this morning, complete with lipstick. is
that clear?'

I nodded meekly.

'I didn't hear you say anything, sissy.'

'Yes Mistress,'

'That's better, and you had better make sure your seams are
straight in the morning.'

I returned to my flat and collapsed on the bed, unable to process
what was happening. A few days ago, I was a bored but happy intern,
one of thousands no doubt, just doing what they have to do get by.
Now, I am the submissive slave to a mistress, who seems bent on
feminising me. Well, it has to stop now, I said to myself. I
won't do it any more. I fell asleep determined to stand up to
Vanessa.

The next morning I woke early and looked at the pile of lingerie
that I had left on my bedside table. I reached out a hand and
felt the shimmering nylon of the stockings and it was as if they
were calling to me. I shook my head but the desire to just try
them on kept growing and growing. I showered and shaved, made
some coffee and tried to ignore the voice in my head telling me
just trying the stockings on wouldn't be so bad, I could always
take them off again.

So, I slid the suspender belt around my waist and remembering
what I had seen in porn films I rolled the stockings into a
doughnut shape and slid them up my legs. I alost fainted from
the sensation they created. The smooth nylon electrified me as
I pulled them tight up my legs and managed to fasten them to the
clips on the belt. I walked around and the gentle tug of the
straps on the belt was so arousing I was soon hard and I had to
stroke my cock until I came, my knees almost giving way beneath
me.

After that, I had no choice in the matter, I pulled on the
panties and fastened the bra before putting on my work clothes.
I would put the lipstick on when I got to work. The journey to
the office was a nightmare; the pull of the suspenders, the tug
of the bra strap and the silkiness of the panties was enough to
keep me in a state of permanent arousal. I dashed into the
washroom and applied my lipstick, hopefully a little better
this time.

Vanessa arrived and I followed her into her office.

'Good morning, Jamie, I hope you have done what I asked?'

'Yes, Mistress.'

'Alright, prove it my pet.'

I unbuttoned my shirt to show her the bra and I rolled up
a trouser leg to show her the stocking.

'No, no, silly girl. I want to see it all.'

I removed the shirt and trousers and stood there trembling,
clad only in the lingerie. She walked around me sliding her
fingers over the front of my panties and, of course, my cock
began to respond.

She giggled, 'I see my little sissy girl likes wearing pretty
lingerie. Well. don't worry, there's plenty more where this
comes from. I see your seams are straight too, you must have
dressed carefully this morning. Now on your knees and get under
the desk.'

I felt so exposed, on my hands and knees under Vanessa's desk,
dressed in bra, panties and stockings bringing her off with my
tongue. I felt vulnerable, yet the whole thing was so exciting,
serving my mistress in such a slutty outfit. My cock was rock
hard by the time Vanessa poured her sweet juices onto my face.

I crawled from under the desk, my neck aching and my face
slippery with her cum.

'Good girl, that was better than yesterday, you're learning
fast. Now when you go to freshen up I want you to wear this.'

She reached over and pulled from a bag what appeared to be a
skirt and blouse.

'No, Mistress, please, I couldn't wear those, everybody will
laugh at me.'

She slapped me hard across my backside. 'I will spank you
if necessary Jamie, I promise you. Nobody will laugh because
they think you are transitioning. The expect you to wear this.
Now go and do as I tell you, and use the ladies washroom.'

I ran off, hoping that no-one else was in yet. I made it to
the ladies washroom and leant against the wall for support.
I couldn't do this, could I? I realised had little choice in
the matter now, I had been manipulated into this and I could
see no way out. I slipped on the white blouse, and was
horrified to see that my bra was visible through it. I pulled
on the skirt and managed to get it fastened. it was black and
came to just above my knees. I let my hair down and looked at
my self in the mirror.

I was shocked to see a girl looking back at me. I couldn't
believe it, I didn't look that bad. Sure, I could see it was me,
but a different me, softer, more feminine than I could have ever
believed. I fixed my lipstick once more and walked out of the
washroom right into one of the other office girls.

'Jamie, you look great, that blouse and skirt really suits you.
I wanted to tell you yesterday how brave I think you are doing
this. let me give you a hug.'

She pulled me towards her and embraced me.

'Look, I hope you don't mind me saying but you could use a little
more makeup than just that lipstick, a little foundation and
blusher maybe? Do you have any?'

I shook my head and she grabbed my hand and dragged me back
into the washroom. She opened her bag and within a few minutes
she had made up my face and reapplied my lipstick.

'Now that looks better, just something simple for the office.
What do you think Jamie?'

I looked back into the mirror and this tine it was somebody
different looking back at me.'

'Thank you,' I stammered,'it looks so nice.'

'You're welcome honey,'she said, 'Got to rush, good luck girl.'

I returned to Vanessa's office and she looked up and did a
perfect double take.

'Well, don't you look good, what happened?'

'I met one of the girls and she did it.'

'Well all you need now are some shoes, and look what I've got
for you, my pet.'

She produced a pair of black shoes with what looked like a
ridiculously high heel.

'Your task today is to learn to walk in these babies. Because
tonight I have a surprise for you, so cancel any plans you
have.'

With that she disappeared and I didn't see her until late in
the afternoon. She called me into the office when all the
others had left.

'Have you learnt to walk in the shoes?'

I had spent the day practising and although my feet were now extremely
sore and my ankles ached, I had mastered them more of less. I walked
across the room and she clapped her hands, 'Perfect, I'm very pleased
with you. Now, take off the skirt and blouse and leave your lingerie on.'

I obeyed and stood there feeling very embarrassed, not knowing what to
do with my hands, and I ended up holding them across my chest, just as a
girl would do to cover her breasts I realised.

'Jamie, your training has started very well and will continue this
evening. Tomorrow you won't need to come in to the office, as I
have made you an appointment with our company doctor for a medical as
well as a visit to the hairdressers.'

Vanessa moved over to the office window and closed the shutters so that
no outside light could get in.

'Yes Mistress,' I began to worry what was going to happen next. Vanessa
handed me a small box.

'I want you to wear this at all times.'

Inside the box lay what looked like a small gold chain.

'It's called a slave bracelet. You wear it around your ankle.'

I looked closely and there was a tiny inscription 'Sissy'.

'What's it for?' I asked.

Innocent or stupid? I don't know even now.

'You don't need to know, just make sure you wear it all the time, is
that clear?'

Vanessa's tone was sharp and I quickly bent over and fastened the
bracelet to my ankle. She took the opportunity to slide her hand over my
silk covered backside.

'So smooth,' she whispered to herself. Vanessa reached into a desk
drawer and held something behind her. She moved behind me and she asked
me to put my hands behind my back. As I did I felt a sharp pain as my
wrists were cuffed together.

'What the hell?' I said, startled.

Vanessa gave me a smack across my bum with something hard and I yelped.

'Next time you swear at me it will be ten across your arse,' she
growled. 'I promise you will not get hurt if you behave yourself. This
is part of your training and you must learn to trust your mistress, is
that clear? There is no pleasure without some pain but if you do well
then the pleasure will truly outweigh the pain.'

Chastened, I nodded. 'Yes Mistress.'

'Now, I am going to turn the lights out and it will be very dark, so
don't be frightened.'

Vanessa moved to the door, locked it and turned the lights off.

Immediately, the room was plunged into absolute blackness. I could see
nothing at all, and despite the warning I became very nervous. Almost
naked, handcuffed, in total blackout; who wouldn't be nervous?
I suddenly sensed a new presence in the room. I couldn't see anything
but I knew there was somebody new in the room. I opened my eyes wide
but I could see absolutely nothing, but I sensed someone moving around
me in the darkness.

'Who's there?' I croaked.

'Silence!' a male voice commanded.

I almost jumped out of my skin as I felt a hand glide across the back
of my panties.

'Be still!' the voice ordered.

This was not a voice to argue with for sure. The hand stayed where it
was and began to gently rub to and fro across my bum. I began to feel
aroused as it relentlessly kneaded my cheeks. I felt a second hand brush
across the front of my panties. This hand began to rub my swelling cock
through the panties and I thought I would faint with the sensation that
was being generated.

My knees began to wobble as I struggled to contain the feelings caused
by the attack on my front and rear. The hands now moved inside my
panties and I almost could not cope with the waves of pleasure that
surged through my nerve endings. I whimpered with ecstasy as a finger
slid down between my bum cheeks and probed my anus at the same time as
my cock was being stroked vigorously - whichever way I moved it seemed
to intensify the pleasure I was feeling.

The darkness was no longer frightening; it produced a sense of isolation
in me that added to the erotic quality of what was happening to me.
Suddenly, the hands moved away and I stood there panting, desperately
wanting the climax I had been heading towards. A hand pushed me to my
knees and I almost fell over because of my cuffed hands and unfamiliar
heels.

The man moved in front of me and I felt my nipples twisted and tugged
by strong fingers. My nipples had always been sensitive and I almost
fainted as they stiffened with the man's assault. The hands moved to
the back of my head and as I felt my head pulled forwards, I
instinctively jerked back.

'Do not resist me!' The voice hissed out of the darkness.

The pressure continued and I felt my head slowly move forward. Something
brushed against my lips and I gasped aloud as I realised what it was.
The man's cock felt warm against my lips - totally unlike the cold
unyielding rubber of the night before. Almost with a life of its own, my
tongue pushed its way out of my mouth and flicked out to touch the cock.

I was rewarded with a soft 'Aaaahhh' from the man. I continued to
explore with my tongue as the man held his cock in place. The cockhead
felt like velvet as my tongue lapped and slid across the surface. The
man pulled again at the back of my head and I opened my lips and allowed
his hard cock to enter my mouth.

This felt completely different from the previous night. Then the phallus
was cold and lifeless; a pathetic substitute for the object I now held
between my lips. This was the real thing. I could feel the veins
standing out from the surface and felt the cock twitch as it slid deeper
into my mouth. I could feel the heat and I could smell the man's odour
as well - an aroma of pure masculinity.

Although this was the first time I had ever held a cock in my mouth I
remembered what Vanessa had done last night and began to move my head up
and down the shaft. I gagged once or twice, and the man sensing my
inexperience pulled back to allow me to recover. Once, I brushed the
cock with my teeth and the man hissed in anger. Despite my inexperience
I quickly found a rhythm and slid my mouth along the length of the
shaft, once feeling my nose graze the man's pubic hairs.

Despite my lack of skill the man moaned once or twice so I guessed I was
doing OK. I began to feel I was dreaming. As if in an out of body state,
I felt myself rise above my body and look down on the scene below. I saw
myself, wearing stockings, panties and a bra, kneeling with my hands
bound in front of a tall well built man. The man had his hands round my
head and he was pushing his large hard cock in and out of my mouth.

I watched as the man tensed and approached his climax, moving his cock
faster and faster as the moment of release approached. I heard the man
grunt and saw his knees sag slightly as he came and I watched with
detached fascination as the man climaxed. I saw myself suck the cum
eagerly from the man's cock and swallow greedily. I watched as the man
withdrew his cock, saw him wipe it casually across my face and myself
smile as I licked my lips to collect the last of the cum that had
spilled from my mouth.

I had found my destiny.

To be continued