The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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Having stripped naked in the small windowless change room provided for me I admired my smooth, slim figure in the full-length mirror as I adjusted my CB6000 cock cage that I had been wearing under my jeans during the long train and bus ride from home. I briefly played with the padlock locking me in chastity as I a nervous tremor ran through my body with the thought that only he had the key to unlock my cage. My painted fingernails and toenails and navel ring were my only adornments so far, the bright red nail polish a vivid contrast against my even, lightly tanned skin. I turned side on to the mirror and observed my profile, sliding my hands down over my rounded ass cheeks that any woman would be proud of and then over my slim and lightly muscled thighs as I leaned forward, arching and stretching my lower back. In an attempt to calm my nerves and put myself in the right frame of mind I began silently repeating a simple mantra I had created, “I’m a sexy ultra-feminine girl; Men get hard when they look at me; Men want to fuck my pretty mouth and hot ass; I want cock and deserve cock”. I kept repeating this to myself enjoying the sight of my toned figure and smooth body, completely hairless except for the little remaining on my head and well-manicured eyebrows. Catching a glimpse of the timer on the small table next to the mirror I suddenly realized I only had 50 minutes to complete my transformation. Moving over to my bag on the floor I laid out my clothing and accessories on the floor and then placed my makeup on the small table. First on the list was a good dose of lubricant on my finger tip that I then inserted up my ass pussy, ensuring that my insides were well covered with the lube. Taking my expensive perfumed body lotion I began applying it liberally to every centimeter of bare skin including my face. Apart from moisturizing and giving my skin a light sheen, it contained compounds to slow hair growth to almost zero for up to four days at a time. I rubbed extra under my arms, and over my face, pubic area and ass cheeks. I had recently discovered that combining a thorough and complete body wax with the body lotion resulted in a complete and lasting smoothness to my skin which I felt was of utmost psychological and physical importance in my feminization.
With the timer down to 10 minutes I stood in front of the mirror, nervously whispering my mantra as I made a final few adjustments to my hair and costume. In less than 40 minutes the last ounce of my masculinity had all but disappeared, the mirror reflecting an image of a completely feminized sissy. I had tied my back my shoulder-length black hair into a loose ponytail, my wig firmly attached to my scalp with a special adhesive. My bright red lips contrasted nicely with my heavily-mascared eye lashes, powdered rosy cheeks and eye shadow, and lightly tinted foundation. From each of my pierced ears hung a miniature silver dildo earring with a matching one hanging from my navel ring. My white see-through baby-doll hung prettily from my shoulders by thin straps with my thickly padded light pink lacy bra clearly visible under the lace trim across my chest. I pulled the thin straps of my matching tight pink g-string over my hips whilst enjoying the feel of the string lodging deeper inside my ass pussy. Bending forward and swaying my ass I continued preparing my mind with a more explicit mantra, “I’m a little submissive sissy slut; I’m nothing but a cock whore; My body is a fuck toy for men”. Continuing to repeat this I ensured that my cock cage was held in place by the lacy g-string and then pulled up my pink stockings so that the lacy elastic trim reached up to just below my ass cheeks and the pink bow on each stocking faced forwards. Standing upright I straightened my baby doll so that it flared out from my chest downwards and sat delicately over the top half of my ass cheeks. I turned to take one final look at my ass cheeks, even more prominent and rounded now that I was wearing my 3” pink strappy high heels. I anxiously looked at the timer, my mantra seemingly doing little to calm my nerves.
With less than five minutes remaining I quickly placed all my male clothes, keys and wallet in my bag, and following his instructions that I had memorized I placed the bag inside a small crate that was the only other furnishing in the tiny room. I took a long deep breath, continuing to repeat my explicit mantra as I lowered the lid but just before I closed it I noticed a small box in one corner of the crate. Keeping the lid open I removed the box and placed it on the small table, wondering what was inside. Lifting its lid I read the note on top that simply stated, “A present, please wear”. Removing the note I saw that the box contained a pink leather collar with two metal rings which from one hung a dildo-shaped tag with “Daddy’s Gurl” inscribed on it. The other object was a thick, ornamental silver oval butt plug about 3’’ long. The base of the plug was encrusted with a bright red crystal the size of a 50c coin. I held it up to the light and to be honest it was quite beautiful. Placing it back down I held up the pink collar, noting that there was no buckle on it, just a metal clip on one end that slid into a sleeve on the other end of the collar. Standing in front of the mirror I wrapped the collar around my neck with the dildo-shaped tag hanging above my chest and locked it in place. It was tight around my neck but not uncomfortably so and perfectly matched the rest of my outfit. I tugged at the clip behind my neck realising that I couldn’t actually remove the collar myself. Continuing to repeat my mantra and breathing deeply I took the silver butt plug and warmed it up in my palm for a few seconds. Turning so that my ass was facing the mirror I leaned forward and spread my legs enjoying the view of my tender ass pussy split in two by my g-string. Pulling the g-string aside I placed the tip of the plug against my pussy and slowly pushed it inside as a spread my legs even wider. After a little resistance and slight pain as the plug stretched open my pussy I felt it easily slide in and up my lubricated ass. With it fully inside me I leaned even further forward admiring the way the round red crystal covered my pussy whilst enjoying the feeling of the thick plug filling my tight anus. I pulled the g-string across and under the end of the plug so that the crystal remained uncovered and stood up straight, noticing that even with my ass cheeks together the crystal was still clearly visible. With very little time left I placed the empty box back inside the crate and taking a nervous breath lowered the lid of the crate until I heard a click. Instinctively I tried raising the lid knowing full well that it was locked with all the possessions inside that I had had with me on arrival. Only my make-up and a few accessories remained on the small table as I stood up straight and turned towards the door I had entered through. With my heart beating a little faster I closed my eyes and focused on my mantra, now just repeating the phrase “I’m a cock whore” again and again. My focus was broken a moment later as I heard the timer bell softly chime. Opening my eyes I stepped forward and opened the door in front of me, my heels clicking loudly against the concrete floor as I stepped into the dark corridor, dimly lit to my left by a single globe. I turned to my right and looked up at the barely visible door at the top of the stairs from which I had entered less than hour ago. As I turned away I could just see the wooden stairs in the dim light and was a little unnerved to find that the whole five meter length of stairs had been lifted up towards the ceiling by a chain and pulley making it impossible to exit the cellar.
With the timer down to 10 minutes I stood in front of the mirror, nervously whispering my mantra as I made a final few adjustments to my hair and costume. In less than 40 minutes the last ounce of my masculinity had all but disappeared, the mirror reflecting an image of a completely feminized sissy. I had tied my back my shoulder-length black hair into a loose ponytail, my wig firmly attached to my scalp with a special adhesive. My bright red lips contrasted nicely with my heavily-mascared eye lashes, powdered rosy cheeks and eye shadow, and lightly tinted foundation. From each of my pierced ears hung a miniature silver dildo earring with a matching one hanging from my navel ring. My white see-through baby-doll hung prettily from my shoulders by thin straps with my thickly padded light pink lacy bra clearly visible under the lace trim across my chest. I pulled the thin straps of my matching tight pink g-string over my hips whilst enjoying the feel of the string lodging deeper inside my ass pussy. Bending forward and swaying my ass I continued preparing my mind with a more explicit mantra, “I’m a little submissive sissy slut; I’m nothing but a cock whore; My body is a fuck toy for men”. Continuing to repeat this I ensured that my cock cage was held in place by the lacy g-string and then pulled up my pink stockings so that the lacy elastic trim reached up to just below my ass cheeks and the pink bow on each stocking faced forwards. Standing upright I straightened my baby doll so that it flared out from my chest downwards and sat delicately over the top half of my ass cheeks. I turned to take one final look at my ass cheeks, even more prominent and rounded now that I was wearing my 3” pink strappy high heels. I anxiously looked at the timer, my mantra seemingly doing little to calm my nerves.
With less than five minutes remaining I quickly placed all my male clothes, keys and wallet in my bag, and following his instructions that I had memorized I placed the bag inside a small crate that was the only other furnishing in the tiny room. I took a long deep breath, continuing to repeat my explicit mantra as I lowered the lid but just before I closed it I noticed a small box in one corner of the crate. Keeping the lid open I removed the box and placed it on the small table, wondering what was inside. Lifting its lid I read the note on top that simply stated, “A present, please wear”. Removing the note I saw that the box contained a pink leather collar with two metal rings which from one hung a dildo-shaped tag with “Daddy’s Gurl” inscribed on it. The other object was a thick, ornamental silver oval butt plug about 3’’ long. The base of the plug was encrusted with a bright red crystal the size of a 50c coin. I held it up to the light and to be honest it was quite beautiful. Placing it back down I held up the pink collar, noting that there was no buckle on it, just a metal clip on one end that slid into a sleeve on the other end of the collar. Standing in front of the mirror I wrapped the collar around my neck with the dildo-shaped tag hanging above my chest and locked it in place. It was tight around my neck but not uncomfortably so and perfectly matched the rest of my outfit. I tugged at the clip behind my neck realising that I couldn’t actually remove the collar myself. Continuing to repeat my mantra and breathing deeply I took the silver butt plug and warmed it up in my palm for a few seconds. Turning so that my ass was facing the mirror I leaned forward and spread my legs enjoying the view of my tender ass pussy split in two by my g-string. Pulling the g-string aside I placed the tip of the plug against my pussy and slowly pushed it inside as a spread my legs even wider. After a little resistance and slight pain as the plug stretched open my pussy I felt it easily slide in and up my lubricated ass. With it fully inside me I leaned even further forward admiring the way the round red crystal covered my pussy whilst enjoying the feeling of the thick plug filling my tight anus. I pulled the g-string across and under the end of the plug so that the crystal remained uncovered and stood up straight, noticing that even with my ass cheeks together the crystal was still clearly visible. With very little time left I placed the empty box back inside the crate and taking a nervous breath lowered the lid of the crate until I heard a click. Instinctively I tried raising the lid knowing full well that it was locked with all the possessions inside that I had had with me on arrival. Only my make-up and a few accessories remained on the small table as I stood up straight and turned towards the door I had entered through. With my heart beating a little faster I closed my eyes and focused on my mantra, now just repeating the phrase “I’m a cock whore” again and again. My focus was broken a moment later as I heard the timer bell softly chime. Opening my eyes I stepped forward and opened the door in front of me, my heels clicking loudly against the concrete floor as I stepped into the dark corridor, dimly lit to my left by a single globe. I turned to my right and looked up at the barely visible door at the top of the stairs from which I had entered less than hour ago. As I turned away I could just see the wooden stairs in the dim light and was a little unnerved to find that the whole five meter length of stairs had been lifted up towards the ceiling by a chain and pulley making it impossible to exit the cellar.
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