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Tiffany Scott 97'
I don't mind telling you that while I'm relaxing on my sofa,
sipping my cup of coffee, my husband of five years is down in
the laundry room doing the wash.
After it's done he will do the ironing then clean the
apartment and he'll also cook my dinner, serve it to me then
clean up the dishes.
Today is wash day, a day I love. He hates Tuesday's though
because I make him wear his lacy panties, nylons, corselete,
ruffled pettiecoat as well as his maids dress and 4" pumps.
Naturally he also has to wear his lacy little apron and matching
cap!
You know he worries so that one of the other tenents will want
to do thier laundry while he's doing ours and then he would be
trapped in that bright little room with no place to hide.
But really, he should be quite used to wearing that uniform by
now! I mean I've made him wear it every Tuesday for the last
three months and also when ever he has housework to do.
Anyway, more then half of the people who live in this building
have seen him, or at least caught glimp's of him in either his
uniform or a dress or skirt and blouse and honestly, dressed up
in feminine clothes, with make-up, and his hair done like I make
him keep it, he looks like a girl!
Unfortunately for him, his imprisoned cock keeps reminding him
that he's really a man!
Over these last seven months I've gotten quite used to how he
looks and have come to feel that he actually looks better as a
woman then he did as a man! Of course, it hasn't always been
this way.
About a year ago I happened to come home unexpectedly and
caught him wearing one of my full slips and a pair of my
panties. Well, I was quite shocked to learn that my husband of
four years was really nothing more then a little sissy and it
was something I just couldn't keep inside of me.
So when I told two of my cloesest girlfriends one of them
suggested that if that was what he wanted, that I should give it
to him. "Subjegate him! Make him your personal panty slave. That
way you could even start dating other men again!" She said.
Well, it not only made sense, it excited me as well! I mean,
the idea of me dominating him, feminizing him and transforming
my once semi-macho husband into my servent or maid really
grabbed me! You know what I mean?
Knowing he would object and not cooperate, I knew I must first
make him somewhat docile. I didn't bring up or even make any
suggestion about what I had caught him doing. But secretly, I
start to sneak a strong tranquilizer and several different
female hormones into his food.
It only took a few days he was having trouble keeping his mind
focused. I mean his train of thought was all off and after a
week became quite open to suggestion. He would almost agree to
anything I said, if I was authoritative enough when I suggested
it.
I started having him use his tounge and mouth to get me off
four or five times a day, then suggest he jack off to cure his
own sexual fustration, and he would do exactly that, without any
reservations.
Well, with the high dosage's I was giving him it took about
four months for the area around his nipples to start to swell
up. I knew from experience that during this period his nipples
would be extra sensitive as well as extra sore so each night I
would make him wear a sharp toothed allagator clip on each one
while he oraly serviced me.
He didn't even really ask why, he just complained that they
hurt, but every time he did that I slapped him and after two or
three times he shut up. As soon as his nipple extended, (about
another month later), as an added delight I start giving him
daily injections of Estronial right in his nipples.
I loved watching him suffer through the intense pain of that
thick hypodermic needle stabbing into his senitized nipples
each morning and I often came during the proccedure. Well those
injections really accelerated things and by the end of the month
he could fill a "B" cup! I was actually sorry when it was time
for that little daily routine to stop.
Several time during this period I gave him enough drugs to
knock him out, then while he was in a stupor I had a gal come in
and electrolis's his facial hair, eyebrows and even the few
hairs on his chest. Then at her suggestion I had her do his
pubic hair so that it appeared more like a famales would look.
One saturday I took him into to an underground clinic where
they altered his vocal cords so his voice was made higher and
softer.
Now don't think that this was all that was happening. Right
from the first week of my plan I was making him wear panties and
nylons full time, even under his normal clothes and when he was
home I was forcing him to wear a bra, slip and either a dress or
skirt and blouse.
In fact he got as good at walking in heels as any real woman
I've ever seen, so good he didn't have any problem balancing on
one foot while he curtsied and I made sure that he learned to
dip down very low when I taught him how to do that.
I waited until after his vocal cords healed, then slipped him
a double dose of medication. The next morning, when I knew he
would still be heavily drugged, I yanked him out of bed and made
him stand in front of my full length mirror.
I ripped open the front of the baby-doll nightie he was
wearing so his firm, pert breats wear exposed and then I verbaly
worked him over. "Look at you you little sissy bitch! Look at
those tits! Is that the chest of a man? No! Look at Them!" I
yelled as I slapped first one tender orb, then the other.
I made him raise the nightie up so his matching lace trimmed
panties were visable. I'd long before insisted that he wear a
cock-harness which kept his penis pulled back between his legs
so that there wasn't any unsightly buldges in his panties.
"Look at your feminine panties! Do you see any male
equiptment? No! Look at your hairless legs! Look at your girlish
butt! Look at your waist, which is almost smaller then mine!" I
had him crying by the time I was finished yelling at him.
I watched him snivel for a bit, then I laid down the law!
"Your obviously turning into exactly what you pretend to be
when you wear my panties and slips!" I said, adding. "And
because you seem to have no objections to what is happening to
you, your to remain at home and become my full-time housekeeper
maid!" His only response was to sniff back his remaining tears
then nod his head.
"Yes Ma'am." He said meekly.
I told him that from then on he was to be my servernt, my
maid, my slave! "That means I can do anything I want to or with
you!" I said matter of factly.
I informed him that he would never wear a stitch of male
clothing. "Ever again!" I added, then I made sure that he
understood that he was to make himself as pretty and feminine
looking as possible, just as if he were an obediant little wife.
"And if I'm ever displeased or if you ever disapoint me in any
way, you will be punished, in any way I see fit to punish you!"
I warned. Hell I was floored when he nodded his head and said,
"Yes Ma'am."
Well, from that second on I took advantage of every
opportunity to belittle him and taunt him about his breasts and
how feminine he looked. I called him every name you could think
of and at least twice a week I made him cry with what I said. Of
corse I paddled him for being such a little sissy when he did
this.
At the end of the first week of full-time servitude I made
some arrangements with a woman I knew, who owned a ladies' wear
shop, to have him fitted with a complete woman's wardrobe. He
was so embarrassed as he stood in the fitting room in only his
panties, his little breasts sticking out and his crotch flat and
smooth, just like any other girls.
We fitted him with panties, bras, girdles, stockings, slips,
dresses, skirts and shoes and we made him model everthing for us
while other customers were in the store. From there I marched
him into a beauty salon and had his hair done in a very feminine
style. I also had him manicured.
When my hairdresser was done with him he looked quite feminine
and could easily pass as such. The only thing that still gave
him away was his walk, but after only a few strict practice
sessions both his walk and mannerisms also became quite passable.
All that was ten months ago.
Now my submissive female slave fully accepts her new role in
life. She takes her hormone pills all by herself and I only use
the tranquilizers when I have something special planned, like
when I chastised her.
I got her so loaded that she stood holding her dress up while
she lowered her panties and she even poured the super-glue into
the metal cap that was shaped just like the head of her penis.
Then I made her shove her dick into it while I held it for her,
the whole time telling her that she would never be able to use
it for sex again.
I make her wear a tampon the last four days of every month and
I even fuck with her pills so she has pms, just like any real
girl.
She does all the shopping, all the housework, all the cooking
and she waits on me hand and foot, and I use her, and humilate
her and beat her with my hand or my belt or my hairbrush. I use
any excuse to invite people over and I always force her to serve
as a maid, bringing us drinks and waiting on us.
I even invited two of her old girlfriends over one night and
nearly died listening to them tease and taunt her about what a
sissy she had become. Almost all of our friends have seen her
now and I've forced her to lift up her dress so our friends
could see the feminine panties I make her wear and the metal cap
that covers the end of her penis so many times I've lost count.
And every time I've made her do this I could tell she wished a
hole would open up and swallow her right then and there, but it
never happens and she always ends up standing there with her
dress raised up past her hips so everything undernieth is
exposed.
Sometimes, when I've had a rough day, I make her strip off her
dress or skirt then buckle her own wrists into a pair of leather
cuffs I had her attach to a door jam. Once she secured them
around her wrists she has to stand on her tip-toes. She so
helpless when she's hanging there like that and it doesn't take
me long to work out my frustrations on her with a belt or a
paddle.
Tonight I'm going out on my first date. After I hold her how
usless she was as a husband, I made her go out and by some sexy
new lingerie for me to wear when I go out with this guy that
really makes me hot!
After making her dress up in her most feminine clothes, which
happens to be a mid-thigh sun dress that has a low cut neckline,
I examine her to make sure she's wearing panties, nylons, a bra,
a sllp and her triple ringed cock harness. Once that is done I
get dressed.
Before my date arrives I force her to insert an inflatable
butt plug and then have her pump it up as large as it will go
before I remove the ball and tube, (which is need to deflate it
as well).
When my date does arrive I kiss him deeply, right in front of
my sissy maid and allow my boyfriend to knead and carress my ass
cheeks (something I havent allowed my sissy to do for almost six
months. ) I order my femmy slave to serve us drinks and I let my
lover push my dress up to my hips so the sexy new underwear she
purchased for me is fully exposed.
I make her watch as my date freely explores my body, anywhere
he desires and I hold out my breasts and feed my nipples to his
hungry lips. After I'm gushing I make my maid remove my panties
then I lay back and beg my date to fuck me as long and as often
as he wants.
After he's spent I let him rest, but then I put my sissy to
work. I make her suck all of the come, he's just injected into my
pussy, out of me and force her to eat it. Both my date and I get
a good laugh out of this little chore!
As soon as my new boyfriend leaves I tie my slave/girl over
one of the sturdy bar stools and after removing her butt plug I
rape her sissy pussy with one of my strap-on dildo's. While I'm
doing this I insist that she remain absolutely quite and if she
does maky any sounds or noise's I make her suffer through twenty
minutes of breast bondage and torment.
She usually doesn't make a sound, not after that time I rubbed
both of her breasts with those Nettles I picked in our back
yard.
Last week I had a conversation with one of my girlfriends who
almost ready to give birth. I got her to agree to having my
panty/slave be a wet nurse for the first two weeks following the
delivery of her baby. I was overjoyed when she mentioned that if
it worked out she would like to have her baby suckle for longer
then that!
That day I went out and got the hormones that would cause
Sally's, (the name I've given her), milk to come in and already
she's complaining of her breasts swelling and of an achy, dull
type of pain from deep inside each of them.
I can imagine her humiliation when she's forced to sit in
front of a real woman while that womans baby nurses at her
painfully swollen breasts two or three times each day.
When Marsha, my girlfriend, does go into labor it turns out to
be an easy delivery and she returns home the next day. Luckily I
had been milking Sally five times a day for the previous three
days so her milk is flowing very heavily.
I have to admit that I came right then and there when Sally
had to unbutton her blouse, lower a bra cup and then allow that
infant to suck and knead on first one breast and then the other.
In fact when it came time for the babies second feeding I
invited several of my girlfriends over to watch.
After she gives the infant her late afternoon feeding I clamp
off her nipples with tight rubber bands so no milk will leak out
and thats how she has to stay until the following mornings
feeding. Needless to say by then her breasts are hard and full
and have become quite painfull.
But I still maul and carress them while use Sally's mouth for
my morning climax.
Also while Sally was giving little baby Jamie her morning feeding
I suggested to Marsha that Sally might be just the thing for her
sexualy deprived husband, that is since her pussy is still not
healed.
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