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The Stim Cortex Transformation by SilkyTV part 1 Prologue: Lester Ryder and Duncan Vesper are developers/owners of a company that has developed the Stim-Cortex.. The Stim-cortex operates directly on the nervous system of the subject--causing excruitating pain or intense pleasure. It is extremely effective in breaking the will of whoever is subjected to it -- they in effect become slaves. One of the side effects of the Stim-cortex is that it heightens sexual arousal. After an exposure to the Stim- cortex the subject is in a state of constant arousal. After three exposures the nyphomaniac stimulation is permanent. Both Lester and Duncan, unscrupulous and greedy, have decided to sell the device to a foreign government who plans to manufacture the device on a large scale for enslaving its populace. Chapter One Lester and Duncan are out for a typical evening of fun and games. A bottle of Jack Daniels sloshes on the seat between them and they are more than a little high. Leaning out the window they shout obscenities at the women they pass. Finally they reach the red light district and finding a prostitute that meets their approval they shove her roughly in the car -- taking her far out into the valley they abuse her with their sex and then leave her stranded without a dime -- they ride away laughing as she cries by the side of the road. Coming home late Lester drops Duncan off -- Duncan comments that there are still lights on at his house. He talks about his wife the bitch. Lester nods in agreement -- laughing about how only men know how to have a good time. Next day when Lester goes to Duncan's to pick him up for another night on the town his wife says that Duncan never came home the previous night. Lester is worried about his friend and for the next week he looks for Duncan in every bar and whorehouse that they have visited together. He is worried because the sale of the Stim-Cortex is imminent and he needs his partner to help close the deal. Finally he receives a call from Duncan's wife saying she has found out where he is and that Lester should come over immediately. When he arrives at Duncan's house he is met at the door by his wife, Sheila - - he is surprised to see how she is dressed. She is wearing a short leather flip skirt, a leather halter and thigh high leather boots -- she looks very hot. Lester sits down in the living room and Sheila offers him a drink. Lester is feeling a little shaken by his friend's wife blatant sexuality, agrees and watches in a state of heightened arousal as she prances away on very high heels. She sets the drink down in front of Lester and then turning she bends over the coffee table, exposing to Lester the prettiest and sheerest crotchless panties -- he is beside himself with desire. "Duncan has decide to get some treatment for his nasty habits" Sheila says. "What nasty habits?" Lester asked -- feeling his cock is totally hard in his pants. "Oh you know...playing around, mistreating women, getting drunk and high -- I have enrolled him in Mistress Carlson's Behavior Modification Center" she said smiling. "You enrolled him?" Lester stammered out. He took a big gulp of his drink...a strange tasting whiskey it was. "Yes, but I will expect he will be back in two weeks if you would like to come to call," she said sitting across from Lester. She slid down on her chair so her already short skirt slid up revealing the top of her luscious stockings. Lester was feeling very strange....very relaxed, very sexually excited and strangely submissive. His eyes kept wandering to Sheila's sexy legs. Seeing his gaze Sheila opens her legs a little to give him a glimpse of her frilly underwear. In any other circumstance Lester would be all over Sheila -- but for some reason he couldn't move -- he couldn't even talk. "I see you have discovered the effects of my special drink" she said smiling. "A combination of a sort of truth serum and an hypnotic, you will find you can't move or talk." She walked over to the stereo where she retrieved a pair of headphones and placed them on his head. "Soon you will be well on your way to joining Duncan" she muttered, "And telling us everything we want to know about the Stimcortex." All Lester could hear was a quiet, relaxing hypnotic voice, slowly lulling him into a trance. Once he was deeply under the voice asked him questions about the Stimcortex - Lester had no choice but to tell everything he knew about the project. Finally when he could tell no more the voice began to weave sexual fantasies -- "You are in a bedroom filled with beautiful young girls -- it is a slumber party and they are dressed in the sexiest nighties and lingerie. Then beckon you in and they touch you, caress you, their bare breasts rubbing against your skin, your back. It feels like one hundred hands touching you -- and as they touch you, you feel your body change -- it is growing softer, you feel your chest changing, breasts are growing. They tell you how beautiful you are -- you are tremendously turned on. They want you to be one of them...they are helping you out of your male clothes -- gently caressing you, kissing you, massaging your hard cock....They dress you -- sliding silky, sheer panties over your smooth legs, dropping a cute Babydoll over your head. You love it! One of the girls is licking your cock through your panties -- you have never been so turned on! "Remember this feeling Lester -- this is the feeling I want you to have every time I say "sissy" and when you hear that word you will find yourself totally aroused -- and totally submissive. You will have a deep need to dress as a sexy little girl. Now when I snap my fingers I want you to awake - you will remember nothing - you will feel rested and sexually stimulated - and you will be vaguely aware that you want to do whatever I say." Sheila snapped her fingers and Lester started awake. "What happened?" Lester stuttered. "Guess you fell asleep - I guess that drink was too much for you" Sheila said - then as she noticed the bulge in his pants... " Perhaps I should enroll you too in Mistress Carlson's school!" "No way bitch and I have had about enough of this! " And Lester grabbed his coat and head toward the door. Sheila laughed: "Don't be such a sissy! Lester instantly stopped and turned around - the change was total. His hand started to rub his hardening cock through his pants, he licked his lips with excitement- but his eyes were totally submissive. "Don't you want these?" Sheila said as she removed her panties - and dangled them in front of her. "Oh yes please" Lester begged. "Well take off your pants and put them on!" Lester quickly took off his pants and underwear - his modesty forgotten. Then with a shaking hand he took the frilly finery from Sheila and delicately slid them up his legs. " Put your pants back on - you may wear them home. When you take off your pants you will experience a tremendous orgasm but you won't remember how you got to be wearing the panties" Lester put his pants back on over the silky panties. "Now go home - you may return in two weeks - I will have a surprise for you." Sheila helped Lester to the door. When Lester got home that evening, he was very tired, but a strange horniness tingled around his cock. It was funny, he could remember almost nothing of his visit to Duncan's house - that drink she mixed must have been stronger than he thought. He took off his shirt in front of the mirror in his room - admiring his lean muscled body. Then he slid off his pants - instantly his eyes were riveted to the mirror - he was dressed in a pair of panties! He was instantly dizzy with desire - his cock bulging with excitement - his whole body started trembling - he could not keep his hand off his stiff member. He could feel the orgasm building, starting in his balls, rushing through his cock and then finally spurting forth what seemed like gallons of cum all over his panty! He had never cum like that before. He stood there shaking...his soaking wet frilly panty plastered to his cock. No matter how he tried he could not remember how he got to be wearing this pair of feminine underwear. Very frightened, Lester crawled into bed. Chapter Two A couple of weeks later Lester has a strange compulsion to go to Duncan's house to find out if he has returned. Once again Sheila invites him in and as he sits in the living room she asks if he would like a drink - remembering his last visit he says yes. She claps her hands and calls "One whiskey" moments later a beautiful girl dressed in a short satin skirt and a ruffled pink shirt comes sashaying out of the kitchen- she is extremely beautiful, extremely feminine and extremely sexy! But there is something strangely familiar about the girl. Duncan's wife Sheila introduces Lester to Darlene -- a personal maid who will be helping out around the house while Duncan is gone. Lester asks when Duncan will return. "You will see Duncan soon, sissy" Sheila says mysteriously. Lester is instantly in a deep trance. "When I snap my fingers you will awake -- you will find that you are incredibly attracted to my new maid -- you will beg for the opportunity to go out with her. You will do anything to see her dressed in frilly finery. When you awake you will not remember being in a trance and you will feel sexually excited." Sheila snapped her fingers. Lester shutters awake -- his cock was bulging in his pants. The new maid swished in. Lester was instantly mesmerized by the girls feminine beauty. Sheila tells Lester that the girl, Darlene, has had special training in working as a personal maid in fact her training has left her powerless to disobey. At the sound of a command from her mistress Darlene has no choice but to obey. Lester shakes his head in disbelief. Sheila smiles. "You don't believe me do you?" She looks a Darlene who is standing expectantly. "OK, watch?" She looks at Darlene, "Darlene I want you to feel more and more sexually aroused, so aroused in fact that you must stimulate yourself -- and I want you to caress yourself -- you don't care who is watching," Without a hesitation a blank look goes into Darlene's eyes and she begins to seductively caress her breasts, moving her body senuously. Lester cannot stand it he is filled with desire -- he wants her! He gets up and stands behind her -- he is so hard -- so erect. Darlene sighs with ecstasy- she pushes into Lester. "Darlene, go back into the kitchen" immediately Darlene moves toward the kitchen leaving Lester standing alone and frustrated in the room. Lester is bewildered and frightened -- what had come over him? What was he doing? "I think you better leave now" Sheila says indicating the door. Lester totally frustrated bids a good evening to Sheila. Over the next week Lester begins to hang around and spy on Darlene- it is like an addiction -- he spends no time on the Stimcortex or any of his other contracts. He watches from across the street with a pair of powerful binoculars. It is almost as if Sheila knows he is watching for they both put on quite a show. He sees her prancing around Sheila's big house, trying on all kinds of erotic lingerie and striking sexy poses in front of the mirror in her bedroom.. Sometimes she is commanded by Sheila to perform sexually -- then she swishes in and buries her head between Sheila's luscious thighs- licking her pussy , bringing her to a shuttering climax. At night, when Darlene is alone in her room, Lester watches her as she lies on her bed in the sexiest nighty, caressing her breasts in erotic abandon. Sometimes Lester follows her as she shops -- stopping at all the erotic clothing stores -- trying on the most alluring clothes and buying the sexiest attire. At last unable to control himself any longer, he finally decides that he must ask her out. Stopping her outside one of the lingerie shops Lester asks Darlene if she would like to go out. "If my mistress approves -- I would love to!!" She says seductively. Lester receives a phone call from Sheila. "So you want to go out with Darlene -- she is quite a sexy handful" she says giggling. Lester is uncertain what to say. "I suppose it is all right -- as long as you are a good little sissy." Instantly Lester's eyes glaze over -- he is deep in a trance. He hears Sheila's commanding voice: "When you wake up you will come to my house -- the only thing you can think about is how incredibly sexually aroused you are. You are so horny -- and the only thing that will satisfy you is to see Darlene in the frilliest clothes -- the more feminine and sexy she dresses the more turned on you will become -- more than anything you want to see her in panties, mini-skirts, high heels, and nighties..you will be obsessed." Lester trembles at his phone -- remembering every word. "You will also be turned on because you will be wearing a frilly pair of panties -- when you come over I will give you a gift -- you will excuse yourself and go to the bathroom where you will put on the panties I have given you. You will put on your pants - then the next time you take off your pants and see the panties - you will have a tremendous orgasm and then pass -out and as you pass out you will see Duncan" Sheila snaps her fingers and Lester awakes. "Come over tonight Lester, she will be waiting for you." Lester is strangely excited as he dresses - visions of Darlene dressed in erotic finery dances through his muddled brain. With trembling hands he manages to get dressed and drive over to Sheila's house. Sheila answers the door - she is dressed in a leather micro-mini, a sheer blouse, seamed stockings and 6" stiletto heels - she looks flushed with excitement. Lester's eyes travel over her ravishing body - he licks his lips with anticipation. "Is Darlene here? He stutters out. "Oh course she is honey, she has been waiting all day for you," Sheila is obviously enjoying every minute of Lester's uncomfortable state. Darlene comes down the stairs - she is beautiful in a chiffon cocktail dress- very short and sexy. As she swishes down the stairs Lester can plainly see a pair of pink sheer, lacy panties. He is insane with desire, unable to move or speak as she comes up beside him. "Do you like the way I look" Darlene whispers seductively . "Oh yes, yes, oh very much" Lester stumbles out. Sheila walks into the room with a small gift wrapped box. "Oh I almost forgot this, " she said handing the box to Lester, "Something for you." Immediately a change comes over Lester, his eyes take on a faraway look. "Can I use the bathroom before we leave?" He said, his voice cracking with tension. "Of course honey, its right in here." Sheila points to a door down the hall. Lester rushes into the bathroom clutching his little present. Inside the bathroom he tears off the wrapping and rips open the box. There inside are the prettiest pair of panties that he has ever seen. Totally gossamer sheer, they are the most feminine pink color, adorned all over with dainty lace. He finds that he is totally erect with excitement - he is sweating, his hands are shaking as he slides the delicate frilly lingerie up his legs. He has never felt more turned on - so close to exploding with desire - without being able to. He put his pants back on - he is so insanely filled with desire - he can't wait to feel Darlene's softness beneath his hands. He returns where Sheila and Darlene wait for him. "Did everything fit OK" Sheila smirked. Lester looked down and shamefully muttered that everything was fine. As they are leaving Sheila tells Darlene: "Obey him as you would me!" The evening is perfect! Everything Lester asks for Darlene does happily. First they go to the lingerie store and he buys her the most revealing and erotic clothes. Then out for drinks and dancing - Lester aware of the hungry looks the other men give his date and how soft and feminine she feels under his touch. Then later they go to his apartment. They have a drink and he suggests that Darlene change into one of the pretty outfits they bought earlier. She says: Let me make you another drink first then I will change". She hands him a drink that he gulps down quickly and while he watches Darlene swish into the bedroom. Lester begins to feel strange, dizzy, he can't focus his eyes.....Something is not right.... Darlene prances out of the bedroom dressed in the sexiest baby doll. "Feeling funny, honey" she says leering. "Maybe there was too much excitement!" She swishes the Babydoll across his body. "Why don't you get undressed too?" Lester tries to sit up but he can barely move. "I'll help you - here stand in front of this mirror" Darlene helps him off with his shirt and then begins to unbuckle his pants. "Let's see what we have here!" She slides his pants down to his ankles and Lester's sees himself standing there with nothing on put the most sissy of panties. Instantly he is trembling with desire - his hand flicks over his bulging organ - he breath comes in raspy pants. "My we are quite turned on aren't we" Darlene twirls, teasing him with her sexy femininity. Lester feels himself beginning to cum - sexual ecstasy is coursing through his body, rush after rush of desire flows through his veins. Just as he is about to explode Darlene stands in front of his face - her dainty panties' inches from his lips. "Well how about this!" With that she peels down her panties to reveal a hard bulging cock! Filled with desire Lester can do nothing but take it in his mouth as a terrific orgasm shakes his body. As he feels his cum soak his panties he can tell that Darlene is close to cumming. Out of the corner of his eye he sees two women enter the room. "Oh yes Lester........I want to cum all over you...I want you sooooo!" Darlene pulls her hard cock from his mouth and sprays cum across his face and neck. Lester, remembering his commands, is passing out. Then the two women grab his arm and easily bind him. The last thing Lester remembers is the hypodermic shot in his arm and a view of Darlene's tattoo - or should I say Duncan's tattoo and realizing he had just made love to Duncan. Chapter Three From the inside of the black van Lester has no idea where he is being taken. He is naked and sits leaned against the padded side of the van. His penis is strangely erect and his head is filled with fleeting erotic thoughts. Finally after what seems like hours the van comes to a stop and he hears the two front doors of the van open and then slam shut. He hears keys in the lock to the back door and braces himself to jump his captors. The door opens and he throws his body toward the black shape that appears at the door. Sharp pain and blackness reward his effort. When he comes to a few minutes later he sees that the van is parked in some kind of underground garage and his abductors are standing close by. And what a pair of kidnappers they are ! The two women (for they are women) are tall and incredibly gorgeous - well endowed with beautiful long legs ending in the most towering spike heels that Lester had ever seen. Despite his plight he could not help but notice their physical attributes as they were both dressed in short, black satin dresses that dipped low at the bodice and flared to just barely cover their panties. Their skirts are pushed out by a trio of sheer petticoats that rustle as that swishes up to his side. "Come with us my little man" says the blond with a teasing lilt. The black attendant then grabs his arms before he can protest and binds his elbows together. This forces Lester to walk with his chest thrust out and his now rigid penis waving in the breeze. They push him towards a steel door that slides silently open. He is dragged down endless, anonymous, hallways until he is shoved through a set of beautifully carved medieval wooden doors. There before him was a beautiful raven haired woman - dressed in a long, flowing sheer gown, that at times seemed transparent and other times obscured her body. Lester is dressed in a red satin robe and then is bound to a massive leather chair that sat in the middle of the room and the exquisite woman in black stood in front of him. "First we want to thank you for joining our little cult -I believe you remember Darlene." The Mistress waved and Darlene stepped from the shadows. "As you guessed Darlene used to be Duncan - until Duncan and Stimcortex were liberated by some of my trusty slaves." Darlene smiled at Lester and sexily licked her lips -she was dressed like a party girl in a sheer pink dress with puffed sleeves and rustling petticoats. "As you can see from Darlene we now have the Stimcortex installed and working - show Lester your panties Darlene." Darlene lifted her dress and Lester saw a large erect penis straining against the flimsiest of panties. "Thank you Darlene -you may go" Darlene swishes toward the door with a sexy wink to Lester. She tapped the side of his chair with the end of a thick leather whip to get his attention as she spoke. "You bitch" Lester cried "You'll pay for stealing the Stimcortex and changing Duncan - I will personally make you wish you had never been born.". "I think not" the woman answered, "I have other plans for you. First I think you noticed that we have started the Stimcortex treatment on you - you have already gone through step one." Then she reached over and very softly rubbed the satin of Lester's robe against his straining cock. Lester moaned with pleasure. " ....And it seems to have worked quite well so far." She and the attendants laughed as a speechless Lester strained against his bonds. "Please don't do this to me, " Lester whined, "I know some people who will pay enough for the Stimcortex to make us all rich. Don't be a stupid bitch!" "First of all I don't need your money, second of all you will call me Mistress Mystique from now on," she said slapping his face with the butt of her whip, " As to our plans, we will begin by using your own Stimcortex to totally control you and then we will turn you in a transvestite. Lester gasped: " You can't!" "Oh yes we can and we will! We have already done it - as you can see from Darlene and your new room mate . We will turn you into a spineless, whimpering sissy who can only get an erection when your penis is enshrouded by sheer, gossamer silk, satin or nylon or you're dressed like a whore in a tight short skirt that displays your tawdry panties. Just think in two weeks time you will beg us to dress you in nylons, lace bras, sheer nighties choking with lace, and the most feminine panties." Mistress Mystique turned and walked away as Lester shook in terror. "And you know what will scare you the most?" She said turning to look at Lester, "You know we can do - you know how easy it will be for us, you know every step we will take and there is nothing you can do about it. And best of all you know that it is forever!" She laughs as Lester begins to cry. "Oh God, please don't do this to me, I'll do anything...." Lester sobs. "Oh you will do anything anyway" says the Mistress, "Have no doubt about that - you will be a weak, timid, milksop who won't be able to pee without my permission. " Mistress Mystique walks over to her desk and picks up a pair of sheer pink nylon panties adorned with the most effeminate ruffles. She takes panties and drapes them across Lester's palpitating penis. "And...just to make sure you good in your new panties," she rubs the panties back and forth on his penis, "We are going to feed you some pills - and these are very special pills ," the Mistresses free hand jams two small pills into Lester's mouth - he chokes them down," - they contain a narcotic that is extremely addictive, a high dose of vitamins that will keep your energy up, and a massive dose of female hormones that will shape your body into a most girlish form." Lester screams as if he had be struck. Mistress Mystique sensually sweeps the panties around his weeping face and says softly: "Then when you are ready we will augment your breasts and sculpt your face in a more permanent way," then rubbing his cock one more time, "But you will keep this and with it you will learn many new skills - skills that will make you very valuable to us. Lester's head hung forward in complete despair, yet his penis still remains rock hard. The Mistress signals for the attendants who immediately come and unstrap Lester from the chair. "I will fight you with every once of strength I have.." Lester moans between clenched teeth. "I hope so...it will be so much more fun.." the Mistress smiles wickedly, "...and if there is anything you need to make you stay more relaxing ... don't hesitate to call." Then with a truly evil laugh she waves him away. Chapter 4 As the two attendants unstrap his arms from the chair, Lester begins to feel the effect of the pills that the Mistress gave him. A warm, euphoric, intoxicating feeling spread through his body and he felt himself sag against his captors. He could feel his face begin to beam with a silly grin. What ever was in those pills was extremely powerful but it did make him feel good. "Looks like the "Boob Balls" are working", the blond attendant says to her companion. "Yea, you know why their called "Boob Balls" my little sissy?" The other attendant asks, "Because a few days after taking the pills you start to have boobs and you will act like a boob to get the pills." Both attendants laughed at their own joke. "Why are you doing this?" Lester moaned through his narcotic fog. "We are known as nymphs and to tell you the truth we take great pleasure in turning strong virile men like you into prissy, sissified girls. " The black nymph answered. "We are happy to work with the Mistress and have sex all the time with the she male, doped up trollops that the mistress makes out of all you men." They both laugh again as they stand in front of a cell door. "This is your new home" one of the guards says and opens the door to #32. The door slides open and he is greeted by the sight of a young, stunning girl who bows towards the two nymphs "Don't wet your bed tonight - sissy boy" Both of the Nymphs erupt in gales of laughter. "You take care of your new roommate Tracy", the nymphs say as they push Lester in the cell. "Yes my mistress" the girl replies with her eyes cast down. Lester stumbled in the cell and the door closed behind him. Lester stood still for a moment taking in his surroundings. He is standing in a room decorated in a garish shade of hot pink - everything is either trimmed with sheer pink ruffles or encased with pink satin. Off of the living room there is two bedrooms and between the bedrooms is a single bathroom. Finally his gaze falls on his new roommate. She is young - looking no more than sixteen years old - her hair is a silky blond- short but sexy looking. She is dressed in a short, flared, pleated skirt and a sheer satin shirt - disarmingly innocent yet extremely seductive. Most extraordinary is a large black collar that circles her neck - it appears to have no clasp and periodically flashes with a tiny red or green light. Lester is still under the effect of the "boob ball" his body pulsates pleasurably and he gazes with appreciation on his new roommate. "What's your name", Lester slurs. He moved toward her beaming an idiotic smile. "My name is Tracy and I can tell you probably had your first dose of boob balls - probably had level one treatment with the Stimcortex too - I better get you to bed." She grabs his hand and leads him to the bedroom. The bed that is in the middle of the room has a soft pink coverlet of pink satin and a sheer pink gauze hangs from the upper canopy. The bedposts that support the canopy are carved with the shapes of men and women cavorting in various erotic positions. As he looks up he sees that a mirror has been hung over the bed. As he sits on the edge of the bed Tracy walks over to one of the walls where there is a colorful plastic gumball machine stocked not with colorful gumballs but red boob balls. "This is your boob ball dispenser - at different times during the day (depending on your behavior) balls will appear and you will expected to take them - at first you will resist and they will force you - then you stop resisting and take them willingly - and not long after that you can't live without them and you are constantly scheming how to get the gumball machine to give out more of its treasure" Tracy looks longingly at Lester ball dispenser. "Who are you" Lester asks from his narcotic haze. His gaze travels over her adolescent breasts, to her full lips and her doe like eyes. "Not long ago I was like you - a man - thought I was a big manly stud - fucking and brutalizing all the girls in my sophomore class. Then one day I was picked up by a team from the Mistress and taken here where Mistress is giving me a beautiful new life." Tracy beamed beauifically as she minced across the room and sat beside Lester. Lester is stunned. "But that can't be - you you you can't be a man!" Lester cries and tries to move away from Tracy. "Oh I don't like to think of myself as a man - I like to call my self a sissy." Tracy laughs and lifts her skirt and there straining against a pink sheer panty is a mammoth throbbing penis. Lester jumps up from the bed and staggers over to the wall. "This is disgusting - you are disgusting - I can't stand it ..." Unbalanced by the drug that courses to his veins he slumps in a pile on the floor. Tracy stands over him affording him a clear view up her skirt to her nylon wrapped cock. "Oh it's not so bad - in fact you'll get to love it" Tracy swishes her skirt over Lester's face. Lester has sunken back into his euphoria. "But how many years have you been here?" He manages to croak out. "Years honey? Just two weeks ago I was a stud on the way to the prom." Tracy turns flipping his dress seductively and returns walking toward the middle of the room. Just then there is a small beep and a red boob ball rolls out of the dispenser. Tracy runs to the machine and looks hungrily at the ball. "Looks like you get a special treat" she says as she looks from the ball to Lester licking her lips in anticipation. "No I can't" Lester moaned "It's too much - you take it!" Beads of sweat break out on Tracy's lip. He hand moves shakily towards the boob ball. "I suppose it would be all right - I mean I've only had one this evening ..." As her hand is about to touch the ball she squeals in agony and pulls her hand away as if she had been burned. "All right - I'm sorry Mistress - I just want my breasts to grow big and round to please you......please forgive me." Tracy lies crumpled on the floor moaning. Lester crawls over and helps her up. He holds her for a minute as she stops crying -strangely aroused by her soft clothes against his skin. "What the hell was that?" He says looking around the room. "That is something that is soon to be a part of your life - we call it the Portable Mistress. This necklace that I wear has the power to inflict the most incredible, sexiest euphoria when you are behaving and the deepest pain when you misbehave." Tracy stands next to the dispenser no longer interested in its trove. "The Stimcortex!" Lester exclaimed. "They must have created a personal model." "I don't know about that but I do know that they always seem to know what we are doing." She reaches over and takes the boob ball a quickly forces it into Lester mouth. Then with a mighty smack on the back he forces him to swallow it. "See how the collar glows green" she cooed, "..its making me feel soooo good." Her hands traveled up and down her body as if she was being caressed by a passionate seducer. Lester has choked down the boob ball and slowly, limb by limb, feels its rapture rush through his body. Tracy moves close to Lester, her collar glowing green - her eyes glazed. Her words come out in breathless bursts - as if she is on the brink of an orgasm. "They..they. said they would give me a special treat..a very special treat.." she reaches into her panty and swings her cock back and forth against the nylon of her panty,".. if I got you dressed before the Wanking hour" she purrs as she pushes Lester back on the bed. She pulls off his satin robe and forces him down across the bed. "What are you doing.....?" Lester tries to resist but the combination of the drug and the sexy nymph dancing before him has sapped his will. Tracy minces over to a set of drawers and opening the top one she pulls out a billowing, sheer, pink panty. "Just what you need for the Wank" she drones to her self. Then she pulls out a pink garter belt, stockings, and a ruffled sheer baby-doll nighty. She returns to where Lester lies immovable on the bed. She quickly attaches the garter belt around Lester's waist but when she tries to put the stockings on Lester summons his last once of masculine strength and fights her back. "You can't do this - remember what it was like to be a man like me - I won't be turned into a faggot..." Lester pushes Tracy away with all his might. "I remember - I was a creep like you but now you will change - the same way I was made to change. But I guess I am going to need some help to bring you around" She walked over to the boob ball dispenser. "How about a little help here?" She says looking up at the ceiling. There is a sharp beep and two read balls roll out of the dispenser. "All right! This should put you on cloud sex for the evening!" She moves back to the bed and stuffs the balls in Lester's mouth -holding his nose to make sure he swallows. After a few minutes Lester lies still and his face is broken by the trademark idiotic grin. "Lester you still want to fight me?" Tracy leans over his exposed body. "No baby - Lester just wants to feel gooood!". Lester is clearly floating. Tracy quickly slides up the stockings and then slowly and senuously she slides up his panties. "Soon you will appreciate the feel of new silky panties." Tracy then takes the Babydoll and lifting Lester up she lets is diaphanous layers cascade down his body. "Mistress says if we make love I will have a special wank tonight - please lets make love" Tracy cooed to the drugged Lester. Lester tries to shake himself alert - he knew something was not right - but the wonderful haze made him feel so good. Tracy climbed over his prone body until she was sitting on his thighs with Lester's hard cock straining against its nylon confinement. Slowly she began to stroke his cock, cooing all the time: "Kiss me Lester baby...I am so horny for you...to feel your hardness...I am your slave..." Lester was writhing in total abandonment - he had never felt so excited about a girl, or boy or what... Tracy bends over - Lester smells her sweet perfume - he hair tumbles into his face - her lips touch his. He is on fire with desire - he hungrily seeks her mouth - licking her eyes - tasting her face. He feels her hard clitty cock touching his - he grinds his hips into her - feeling his cock slide against hers. She moves down his body to the top of his panty - a little wet spot of precum has formed on his panties at the top of his cock. She slowly pulls his panties away with her teeth. Lester's cock springs out. Tracy turns around so her bulging panties are in Lester's face. Tracy takes Lester's cock in her mouth - expertly sliding it up and down - applying just the right amount of pressure. Lester's lips wrap around Tracy's nylon encased cock - licking it, sucking it worshipping it. He is so hot so high and so horny. Tracy moves faster on his cock she feels his cum bubbling up from the depths of his balls - meanwhile Lester has worked Tracy's panties down and has her hardness in his mouth. Tracy pumps faster - Lester is driving her crazy with his lips and teeth. Finally in a giant explosion Lester cums- sending the sweet jism all over Tracy's adolescent face and her dainty sheer blouse. With a similar detonation, Tracy's orgasm fills Lester's newly feminine face with white sticky cum. They both sink into each other in ecstasy - Tracy's choker pulses a steady green. "Oh Lester...one thing you will find out here - is that you are never satisfied. We have both cum but now we are both hard again...look!" Lester looked to where Tracy was pointing and sure enough they were both totally erect. "Looks like we will have fun at the wanking after all -watch" Tracy takes Lester to a chair set against the opposite wall from the boob ball dispenser. From the wall she pulls a long tube and helmet shaped device. The end of the large tube has an attachment that she fits over Lester's penis. She starts to put the helmet on and then smiles. "Lester meet the Wanker - this will be your evening friend. Usually we wear this helmet to create a sexual virtual reality but tonight I think I will let you just watch me.... O.K.?" "Oh yes I want it!" Lester moans A pulsating music fills the room and a low sexy voice recites: " All Slaves should be in their quarters - thirty seconds to start of Autoerotica.." Shortly a low hum joins the pounding music that is filling the room. Lester watches in wonder as Tracy's eyes immediately glaze over and her body becomes rigid - its as if some one else is controlling her limbs. She moves to her bedroom that is clearly seen from Lester's room. Her necklace has started to glow green. In a frenzy of excitement she quickly strips off her clothes, her penis is hard and erect swinging back and forth as she rushes around the room. Deep in her trance she lovingly selects a pair of sheer, red, lace edged crotchless panties from a drawer in her bureau. He slides them slowly up her legs, his body sensuous moving to the music, his necklace glowing brighter and brighter green. His penis slips up past the waist band and then proudly pokes out through the crotch hole of the panties - Tracy stares at the penis like a two year old with a colored block - amazed that this beautiful thing that is so sensitive and so neatly wrapped in lacy nylon belongs to him. He then staggers over to his closet chooses a matching multi-tiered nighty from the closet. He drapes it against his body - then shivering with excitement shimmies the red nighty down over her head - its lacy hem just brushes her thighs. Her necklace is turning dark green "Oh yes, "she cries, "do what you promised - make me yours make it the best..." She reaches out and hooks up the Wanker and puts on the helmet. She starts to spin and the many layers of her nightly fly away from her body. Just then Lester feels a pulsating on his penis - it feels like nothing he has ever experienced. It has thrusted up against its nylon confines. Tracy spins - her movements getting more and more erratic - she moans with pleasure. Lester moans too as she watches her dance in ecstasy. Tracy is reaching her peak - her hands caress her body - her moans become screams. Lester caresses his body he rubs his penis through his panties he feels the Wanker sucking he is going to come - Then we hear a primal scream both Lester and Tracy come. Lester sees a bright flash of color as an orgasm shakes his body then he is enveloped in a black velvet shroud. Chapter 5 After what seems to be only a few minutes of sleep, light comes through his half closed eyes - he wakes trying to shake what he is sure is a nightmare from his foggy brain. As he looks around the room he realizes with horror that it was no nightmare and that he was still a prisoner. He is surprised to see that his penis is rock hard and juts from his body - there is a wet spot on his bed next to him where he obviously came during the night. This is not like him - he is usually not this stimulated - something is not right...unless they have begun to use the Stimcortex on him! All of a sudden his mind flashes on the irrevocable changes that will take place if they turn his machine on him. They can't have done that....He would rather die than change the way he knew the Stimcortex would change him. Lester looks up into the mirror and sees that he is still dressed in the clothes that Tracy forces on him - in a rage he tears off the girlish clothes casting them about his room. Once free of his feminine attire Lester feels strangely depressed - as if he gave up something important. As he sits on the bed his body feels oddly different and as he runs his hands across his chest he finds that all the hair has been removed from his body. He looks around the room for his clothes but all he finds is the bright fire engine red satin robe edged in lace that he awkwardly puts on. He starts to get up but feels dizzy - one of the side effects, he knows, from being irradiated. He walks around the room - for all its innocent decor it is definitely a cell that he is in and projecting from the ceiling are two small discs that he knows are the Stimcortex radiators. In a few moments, two attendants appear at the door - the same two who had escorted him to his cell last night. The smirk at the large tent that Lester's cock makes of the front of his robe. " Looks like you had a fun evening" the blond nymph, "Feeling a little woozy I bet - don't worry, you'll get used to it" she laughs at Lester's embarrassment. "Hey, what happened to you cute pink nighty" the black nymph teased, "you looked really sexy in that." Despite his embarrassment Lester was strangely thrilled to hear a compliment from the nymphs. But rage about his plight quickly filled his head. "Screw you - I want out of here and I want it now." With those words Lester tries to push past the two nymphs. In his drug weakened state the nymphs easily stopped him - pushing him roughly back in the room. "Looks like you're not ready to be social yet - guess you need to sit in room and decide if you want to be a good sissy." The two nymphs laughed and in one easy motion injected him with a hypodermic. Almost instantly he began to drift away with thoughts of what would happen if he was exposed to level two of the Stimcortex's radiation -he must not sleep his brain screamed - just as he passed out. Lester slowly awakes from a warm glow and stretches luxuriously in bed, he was having such a sexy dream - it seemed so real...through his half closed eyes he could still see her stretching on the bed, a pink, pleated sheer nightie spread out around her body like a fan. She was so hot- making him think unthinkable thoughts...wait...there she goes again arching her back - spreading her arms - matching him move for move- her out stretched arms pulling her wispy nighty higher - revealing tiny panties barely covering......but..no..As he opens his eyes he sees that what he was looking at was not a sexy maiden at all but himself once again dressed in frilly girls' clothes. He sits up quickly and once again is overcome by dizziness - this time worse than before - as he sways upright the naughty nighty swirled against his panty enclosed prick causing it to almost explode from its nylon nest. He was so confused - he felt so stimulated, so horny... but by what? By some silly girls' clothes that normally would have disgusted him to touch- his mind swirled with a combination of repulsion and desire. He looked across to his roommate's bedroom - Tracy was sitting a her vanity carefully rubbing cream into her well formed breasts. she...or he was wearing a sheer dressing gown and her penis was jutting out at an impossible angle. Something about her sitting there was so sexy.....so..so he was going out of his mind.... Then he knew..they had done it...Level Two. That had radiated him when he was passed out. There was still hope that the effect could be reversed if he got out now - but he knew that if he couldn't get out and they continued the treatment he would slowly come under their complete control - a mindless, submissive, sex maniac. He looked across to Tracy and tried to imagine that she had once been like him. Lester decides that his only hope is if he can short out the emitters for the Stimcortex in his room. Taking a coat hanger and a chair he climbs up and lays the coat hanger across the contacts of the radiating discs - he is rewarded by a blue spark and a loud crackling hiss. Seconds later a screaming alarm goes off - echoing up and down the halls. Tracy rushes into his room: "What have you done!" she wails. Within minutes the two nymphs slam open the door to his room. "You stupid asshole" the blond yells as she pounds him in the stomach, "What kind of stupid trick is that? Do think that pitiful attempt is going to save you?" The black Nymph pushed him back on his bed. "All you done now is get the mistress pissed off -something that you never, never want to do." The blond finished tying him to the restraints on his bed. Just then there was a commotion in the hall and the Mistress strides into the room. "I should have known it would be you." She said towering over his bed. "This will not save you," she says pointing to the shorted emitters.," but it will mean that I will pay special attention to you," she put her face right up to his," and you will become my most sissified slave - there is no doubt." She turned and strode toward the door. "Get him ready for the tour - and make sure he has not further destructive inclinations." The two nymphs grinned with anticipation. The blond went behind his bed - out of his field of view - there was a sound of an electric door being opened and then shut. She returned with and armful of clothes. "Well here's your novices uniform - not much in the way of body covering - but I am sure you will look real cute." She starts to move towards Lester. "Get away from me with that," Lester struggles with his bonds, "you will not get me in those clothes." "We thought you might feel this way so we brought you a little dose of Docile DT - a new drug they developed in China for hard cases like you." The black nymph loaded a syringe. "I'm not sure how it works but it makes you do anything we say, sort of like an android, and it makes you feel really good so you don't mind acting like a stupid empty headed zombie." both nymphs laughed as the blond jabbed the needle home into Lester's arm. Immediately Lester began to feel very strange - very good - but tense like he was waiting to be told what to do. "Watch this Lester" the blond moved close to Lester's bed and untied his foot. "Lift your leg up so I can put your stocking on". Lester felt words coming out of his mouth that he could not control. "I lift my leg up for stockings" his leg lifted as if it had a mind of his own. Lester wanted to fight it but it felt so good somehow. The two nymphs laughed at him and then continued to dress him. First they slide a pair of sheer stockings over his sleek, smoothly shaved legs. Then they wrapped around him a combination waist cincher and garter belt in a sissy pink color and all bedecked with lace. A tiny sheer flip skirt is tied around his waist that does nothing to hide his engorged penis. His arms were bound behind him in such a way as to thrust out his chest and to add a shimmy to his walk and then lastly they glided his feet into a pair of high heels with a towering six inch heels. Each time the nymphs commanded him to do something he - his body immediately responded as heard himself immediately capitulate. As they lead him toward the door he looks around and sees that Tracy has already left and there is woman - Denise fixing the emitter - she looks over to him and smiles - then lifts her dress to reveal her lacy lingerie. The guards push him out into the hall. They take him down a long hall with electrically sealed doors on either side. The hall is very modern with some sound deadening material on the floor and walls. They stop at a slightly larger door where the black nymph inputs a computer code. The door slides open and Lester sees a room filled with high back chairs. There are about thirty chairs bolted to the floor around the room and although he can't see clearly it appears that they are all filled. The chairs have enclosures on either side so it is impossible to see if someone is sitting in the next chair but from the sounds around him Lester is pretty sure the chairs are full. Lester is forced into one of the chairs and his hands are clamped to the chair's arm - as he sinks into the chair's seat he feels it give like it was filled with some very viscous liquid. A few minutes after he was seated the lights dimmed and on a small stage in front of the room the Mistress appeared. "Welcome to the novice orientation - although you are not allowed to see each other just yet- there will be time enough for you to meet each other-- for now we all thought you would like a little privacy. I can assure you that you are one of our most challenging groups and we look forward with excitement to your transformation." " there was a brief murmur from the audience which was immediately silenced by an icy glare from the mistress. "Today each of you will take on a tour of our Transformation Facilities. As you will see we have spared no expense to provide you with the best and most advanced medical and scientific equipment to help you become our feminine sex slaves." The Mistress stopped and grinned at the audience - daring anyone to protest. "Some of you have already experienced the exotic drugs that we have procured from the former Soviet Union - they had come quite far in developing pharmaceutical mind control." "During your tour you will be fitted one of our Stim Collars that you have probably noticed on our other "clients". I am sure you will gain a very intimate attachment to that particular piece of hardware." She laughed at the uneasiness in the audience. "During each orientation we like to introduce one of our many success stories - someone who was the biggest macho male pig was transformed into one of my favorite sissy sex slaves., today I would like you to meet Tracy" As she said this she rubbed her crotch and practically growled with pleasure. In Lester's drugged stupor he has been hypnotized by the Mistress's words but when he heard his roommates name his head snapped to attention. There entering from the side of the stage was Tracy - but Lester barely recognized her because she was so...so..incredible. She was wearing a sheer pink sequined, baby doll styled dress. It had short puffed sleeves and a peter pan collar that gave a definite little girl look. But countering that look were his ample breasts that were lifted and shoved against the bodice of her dress - her erect nipples clearly visible through the fabric. The skirt of his dress was lifted away from her legs by frothy white sheer petticoats that did nothing to conceal his massive penis. She minced shyly up to the Mistress. "We made a videotape of Tracy's progress - as we will of all of you - and I will let Tracy narrate the pictures. The lights dimmed and a large screen was filled with the close-up of a tough, punky looking adolescent. "I don't remember much about what I was like before the Mistress found me - my name was Taylor," the screen backlit Tracy's dress clearly showing his shapely figure - a small spot light illuminated his face. "I remember that I wasn't a very nice person and that I hurt people sometimes." The screen showed Taylor pushing a girl down on a bed as she struggles to get out from under him. "When I got here I was angry and I didn't realize what the Mistress was trying to do." Behind her Taylor was picking up the furniture in one of the cells and slamming them against the door. It is obvious that he has just arrived, he paces the room like a caged beast. Two nymphs rush in and sedate him with a shot - he collapses to the bed. "Over the next few days I was exposed to the Stimy - I was at first confused and angry...... The picture on the monitor dissolves to the next day as we see him stirring in his bed. "Notice how excited he is..." Mistress Monique laughed her deep throated laugh. We see him lying in the bed - a long pink, ruffled pregnoir swirls around his body barely concealing his bikini panty. As he stretches languidly the nightgown slides off his body and we see that his penis juts rigidly away from his body forming a tent of his panty. His hand drifts down to his crotch and he begins to lightly fondle his nylon confined penis. As he gradual stirs he sees himself in the mirror placed on the ceiling and a look of confusion clouds his face. He gets up and tears the clothes from his body. "Then I started taking the Boob balls which made me feel so good and I saw that the Stimy wasn't so bad". We see two Nymphs giving Taylor his Boob Balls - a familiar silly grin crosses his face as he sinks into a drugged stupor. The picture dissolves again - it is the middle of the night - Taylor is obviously out of his mind with desire - he is creeping toward a closet filled with lingerie - out of his mind with passion he begins to rub the smooth satin against his penis - him cock explodes in a massive orgasm. Lester is strangely excited by seeing Taylor's transformation and he can see that Tracy too can barely contain herself with excitement - her voice wavers as she continues. "Pretty soon I had earned my Mistress's respect and my first pair of panties," Taylor was now gone and Tracy began to emerge before our eyes -mincing about her cell with six inch heels, baby doll ruffled panties, her uniform sheer skirt, and her garter belt and stockings. "I was so much happier - I felt soft and girlish ...and oh so sexy" The Tracy on the screen is connected to the wanker and is lost in ecstasy. "Soon I was given my own wardrobe," Tracy dances around the cell putting on a little girls dress and petty coats, "..and then the most special honor - my beautiful titties.." We see Tracy entering and operating room and then the picture dissolves to her coming out - her newly acquired breasts tenting the sheet on her bed. The picture changes to her slowly and sensuous rubbing cream on her blossoming bosom while her penis still stands miraculously erect. Lester was totally turned on by Tracy's story. Then all of a sudden something hard begins to burrow into his anus. In his highly excited, drug induced stupor he can do nothing much but note how good it feels. He reacts by pushing back against the impetuous dildo. His hand finds his hardened cock and begins to stroke it up and down. From a distance it seems he hears the Mistresses voice: "This is your first anal treatment - as you have all gone through some radiation with the "Stimy" you will all find you are quite amenable to the feeling." The dildo is burying itself deeper into Lester's receptive anus. "Please relax and enjoy how it will feel to be a sexy little slut" she laughed wickedly. Lester found his thoughts drifting to what it feels like to be a sexy girl -with some man's hard cock urging its way into your virgin pussy. He stroked faster. Without thinking he shimmed his frilly panties down - exposing his tight ass's bud and freeing his rampant cock. All around him he could hear gentle moans as the other trainees had their ass's reamed. "That's good my little sissy's give yourself to that cock" The Mistresses soothing voice stimulated Lester even more. The dildo was now half-way in his ass - he had never felt anything so good - he began to moan: "I am just a sissy sexy slut..such a girl, please fuck me!" His mind was blank..he could not help himself..he pushed harder wishing to be impaled on the rigid cock. He was stroking himself faster now - his breath was in little gasps - he was bouncing on the dildo forcing it in deeper. "Silly sissy, sexy, fuck me now..!" he moaned louder. "You are all sexy little girl/boys you will all learn to crave this impalement - to live for it...to beg for it.." The mistress's voice once again vibrated across Lester's psyche. Lester could feel that familiar rush as he prepared to cum - he was bouncing on the dildo - jacking his cock - when he exploded - spraying cum all over his girlish attire. All around him he heard the screams as the others in the room met their orgasm. "You will all go back to your room where you will be refreshed and prepared for the tour of your new home" The Mistresses voice held a barely concealed excitement. Two nymphs come in and he starts to fight them -they subdue him and force two booby balls down his throat. He quickly slides into a somnolent passiveness. They bring him back to his cell where as he lies there with a submissive grin across his face ,they shave him and apply makeup to his face. He is bound to the bed. Suddenly the door open to Lester's room, two more of the Nymphs stepped into the room, they were followed by a Mistress. The Nymphs were dressed in a most provocative manner, extremely short, diaphanous, French maid type dresses -totally revealing their lacy lingerie. Both Nymphs looked at my body hungrily and almost as if they were in a trance they moved over and started to trail their fingers over my stocking clad legs. The Mistress watched them as their hands moved ever closer to my penis - when they were just about to reach it she stepped in. "Did you have a nice rest?" The Mistress was wearing a skin tight leather dress with large cut outs that let her breasts poke their erect nipples into the rooms chilly air. "You know I didn't and I want out of here right now. The two Nymphs came over and began to unbuckle the straps that bound Lester to the bed. As they loosened the straps Lester saw his chance and he jumped from the bed pushing one of the Nymphs out of the way. Lester started toward the Mistress with the desire to cut her in two. She didn't move she just looked at me and when he was about six feet away she said; "Stop." It was as if he ran into a brick wall -- Lester could not move. He tried to dive at her again--she said stop again and his body froze. By this time the nymph had grabbed hold of Lester's arms and one of them gave him a shot. As the familiar relaxation flowed over him he heard the Mistress say: "As you can see some of the commands that we are beginning to plant in your brain already are effective. Now--on to what we came here for: I am your presiding Mistress, you will eventually learn to worship the ground I walk on, to want to anything I ask. But for now I am going to take you for a tour of the training facility and get you started on your first day of training. " "The shot that we just gave you is a combination hormone, stimulant, and narcotic called Docile-ET. The hormone will begin to round your body, the stimulant will keep you sexually active and the narcotic will make sure that you always want your shot. In fact some of my slaves beg me for their shot. Now if you are ready we will start the tour." They took Lester down long hall that had many doors like the one that led into his room. At the end of the hall was a large brightly lit room decorated like a harem -- a fountain bubbling in the middle of the room and strewn around it were pillows and low sofas. What was most surprising was the occupants of the room. It looked as if they had just walked in on the harem in 1001 Arabian Nights with a very bizarre twist. For reposing around the room were what Lester though were very beautiful young girls. They were dressed in the gossamer pantaloons of the middle east and their sheer blouses did nothing to hide their budding breasts. But suddenly he noticed that these cute young girls were actually boys -- boys whose obvious arousal was evident for the tents their penises made in their filmy pants. The mistress grabbed Lester's arm and pointed him toward a group of the boy girls. "This is what you will become - these are level ten slaves - some of them have been here since they were teenagers. All of them have developed an addiction to women's clothes and the special treatments they receive here that keeps them totally submissive. Would you like to talk to one - it's OK they are always aroused like that." The Mistress pushed Lester toward the shemales. She led him over to a particularly beautiful girl or boy or whatever -- Lester couldn't tell -- his brain was swimming from the drugs and the hot bodies that surrounded me -- I tried to pull away but she held me in front of the dainty creature. "Jamie was not unlike you when she arrived" The mistress pointed at Jamie and Jamie lowered her eyes. "She was a swimmer for the men's water polo team for the Olympics--very macho - used to beat his girl friend - quite a change wouldn't you say?" Lester couldn't believe my eyes - was this Jamie Farnsworth - the swimmer who had so mysteriously disappeared. He said: "Jamie -Jamie Farnsworth is that you - what have they done to you." Jamie just looked at me with a glazed look. Lester repeated: "Speak to me - what have they done to you?" Jamie looked at him and smiled: "It's OK, I love it here - I love my mistress". He looked lovingly up to the Mistress. Lester was disgusted. The Mistress turned to him: "Every part of his life is under our control - watch this." She turned to Jamie and pushed a small button on her belt. "You know what this is Jamie don't you?" Jamie's face had relaxed to an ecstatic grin. "Yes Mistress -thank you." Jamie started to rock back and forth on his pillow and started to rub his penis against one of the couches like a dog in heat. The Mistress walked closer to Jamie. "Jamie tell our visitor what you did this morning." Jamies face began to beam and his actions became quicker. " I got to go to Miss Sissy's lingerie Store " The Mistress moved closer still. "And what happened there." Jamie's voice took on a very dreamy quality - almost as if he was in a trance. "I got some new panties, bras, slips and a little girls dress..." "Go on" " First I put on the panties - they were so soft and sheer- I slid them up my legs slowly - like I always do and then I pulled the lacy waist band out and over my penis - I almost exploded - then I put the dainty dress over my head - it was so sheer and barely covered my ass - oh I was so hard - oh I am so hard - I can't stand it I think I am going to...." At that point Jamie jerked and cum spurted out all over her Harem pants - she collapsed to the floor. The Mistress looked on in triumph. "See - with a level 10 slave I can make them cum with the mere suggestion of filmy panty - that is what you will live for - see the other slaves the way they look at me - they are jealous of Jamie - I am like a drug dealer - and they are the addicts - they would give anything to go through what I just put Jamie through." Lester was stunned by the display and the power the Mistress had over these unfortunate men. In spite of the drug that they had pumped in him he still felt angry about what they were doing to his fellow males. And it scared him to think that they had arranged so easily for Jamie's disappearance. He had to find a way out. Just then Lester was given a rough push from behind and he stumbled behind the Mistress through a large archway and down another anonymous hall way. The Mistress continued her comments: "I am going to take you to the level one slaves - that group that you will soon be joining. As you will see they have along way to go before they are of the quality of a Level ten slave but they are very interesting. " She leered at Lester and had one of the Nymphs give me an extra push so He stumbled again down the hallway. Lester looked at her with as much of a look of defiance that he could muster and she just laughed. "You think you will get out of here don't you? Oh you