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ANDREA
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"Why don't we dress you up like the most gorgeous woman that ever
lived that is, if you want to?"
"Sounds like fun." I said. "Hell, why not, let's do it!"
"OK then, go to the bathroom and take a shower. Meanwhile I will
go look for the stuff we need."
"This is starting out pretty kinky," I thought to myself in the
shower. But I didn't really care what the heck, this was
something wild and crazy, something I had often fantasized about
but never experienced before in my life. I got out of the shower,
dried myself off and opened the bathroom door. I was speechless.
Andrea stood there, wearing a very short, tight black leather
skirt, a black see-through blouse under which you could see her
naked breasts, a garter belt with black seamed stockings and
black patent pumps with heels that were at least 6 inches high.
My guess was that she just changed the skirt and blouse, but none
the less I was stunned.
"OK, slave, get down on your hands and knees." she shouted. "We
have to get rid of that awful hair on your body."
Smiling at me, she forced me down on my knees and started shaving
my legs, my arms, chest, back, even my pubic area. After that,
she applied some kind of lotion to my body, "so it doesn't hurt
later on," she explained. "Thank goodness she didn't use after
shave!" was the only thought that popped into my mind.
"Ok, so much for that. Now let's do something about your figure.
Get up!" she yelled at me. With these words she grabbed a corset
and put it round my waist. She had some trouble with it, but
finally it was laced up nice and tight, and even though I could
hardly breathe, my excitement mounted. This was of course very
obvious to her, since my cock already stood at full attention.
"You like that, don't you?" she asked. "Well, there's more. We'll
make a beautiful maid out of you before the night is through. But
don't you dare cum before I allow you to, you son of a bitch!"
"Ooh, I love it when you talk like that," I replied.
"Did I give you permission to speak, huh? I don't think so, so
shut up! Besides, you are to address me with 'Mistress Andrea',
is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress Andrea."
"Very good. You learn fast. Alright, let's get on with this.
Here, put on these stockings." She handed me a pair of stockings
just like the ones she was wearing. I put them on my newly shaven
legs, getting even hotter while doing so. I tried to fasten them,
but Andrea, uh, Mistress Andrea, stopped me.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked. "Here, let me show
you how it's done, you stupid idiot. If you don't do it like
this, the seams will never be straight and people will laugh at
you behind your back!" With these words she straightened out the
stockings and fastened them on the garters.
"Now, put these in the cups of your corset," she said, handing me
a pair of rubber tits. I had seen these things in various
catalogues before, but I never even imagined that I would get to
use them one day.
So I put them right where they belonged, and Mistress Andrea told
me to sit down at the table. She got her make-up kit and started
doing my face with all the right colors. "She really knows how to
use that stuff," I thought to myself. Then she turned to my
hands, putting on long, fake nails and polishing them in a color
that matched the rest of my make-up.
"Now for the best part," she said and got a beautiful long blonde
wig which she then put on my head and fixed it so it wouldn't
come off that easy. Then she handed me a dress and told me to put
it on.
It turned out to be some kind of a maid's uniform, only with a
much shorter skirt. In fact it was almost too short ?? you could
see the tops of my stockings when I moved just right. Then she
told me to sit again and grabbed a pair of black patent pumps
with heels as high as hers and put them on my feet.
"Now walk, maid! Look at yourself in the mirror, you stupid
bitch, and tell me that you like what you see!"
I got up, a little wobbly at first, since I had never before in
my life worn 6 inch stilettos, but I got the hang of it rather
fast. So I went up to the mirror, looked ?? and was stunned. The
girl in the mirror couldn't possibly be me. The long golden hair,
the rosy cheeks, the glossy red lips combined with that slim
waist, topped off with the high heels and the short dress with
the apron made me look like a beautiful young girl which probably
most men would have wanted to marry on the spot. No one would
have suspected that underneath the short skirt there was a now
rock-hard, throbbing cock, waiting for relief.
"Well, whaddaya say, maid?" Mistress Andrea asked.
"I can't believe it. Is this really me? How on earth did you do
it? And the best part is that it doesn't feel strange or
uncomfortable at all. I even FEEL like a woman!"
"As far as I'm concerned, you ARE one as long as I want you to.
But don't think I'll treat you any better now! Get back over
here, bitch, I have something you will enjoy even more. Trust me,
Mistress Andrea knows what's best for you."
I went over to her, where she put hand- and leg cuffs on me, along
with a collar on which she attached a leash.
"Now, that's much better, isn't it?" she asked. "But something is
missing. I just can't put my finger on it. Oh well, maybe I will
remember later on."
"Thank you, Mistress Andrea!" I said. I couldn't help it, I liked
the feeling of being used, of being a woman and, at the same
time, being controlled completely by a woman.
"It's a little too early to thank me yet." she replied. "Hmm, now
let me see, what are we gonna do now? I think we could go next
door to visit a lady friend of mine. I guess she would be quite
interested in getting to know you, my little slut."
"Please," I begged her, "please, Andrea, you can't really mean
that! I thought this was just between the two of us!"
"So I changed my mind! Besides, whore, didn't I tell you to
address me as `Mistress Andrea'? Such disobedience cannot go
unpunished ?? and I know just the right punishment for you, too!
Alright now, get moving, you stupid clumsy bitch!"
With these words she led me off to the apartment door and outside
the apartment. I prayed that no one would see us like that, not
that anyone would have recognized me or, as I mentioned earlier,
even guessed that I was a man, but with the hand- and leg cuffs,
the collar and leash and of course Mistress Andrea's clothes we
probably would have caused an uproar anyway.
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