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Dress Rehearsal
By Sue-Lyn Burton
Copyright 2000
For six weeks now Jack had been working for the local theatre
company, rewiring the building. He did it as a favour to his
neighbour, Jenny, who flashed her pretty blue eyes and Jack
agreed to give his labour free of charge to get the building safe
enough to meet the local fire codes.
Over the weeks Jack worked for a local builder during the day and
in the evening he went to the theatre and worked till about
11.30pm. He was sometimes treated to a preview of the company's
latest performance as they rehearsed.
Two weeks previous Jack had found the costume room and decided
that he could actually get some reward for his efforts. He would
just love to spend some time in the costume room and try on the
gowns that were stored there for the latest production. He had a
small collection of clothes at his flat but nothing like the
array of clothes that filled the racks in the costume room. Jack
loved to dress and imagine that he had been forced by a group of
lovely "Amazons" to wear the clothes and humiliate himself.
Wednesday evening he finally finished the rewiring and knew that
the visit by the safety inspector would show no problems, so he
made his plan to 'finish off' his work the following day.
The theatre company was having a dress rehearsal till 9pm so he
wandered around with his test meter pretending to be busy, and
watched the ladies wearing the gowns that he would soon be
wearing. At around 9.15pm Jenny gave Jack the keys to the
building and told him 'not to work too long and lock-up when he
had done'. Jack watched as the last of the players left the
building then locked the door, so as not to be disturbed.
In the costume room Jack stripped excitedly and put on the
underwear he had brought with him. Red satin panties, bra and
suspender belt, he then slid the black silk stockings up his
newly shaven legs and looked towards the racks of clothes before
him.
The clothes were for the production of 'Calamity Jane' and apart
from the western 'cowboy' clothes also had the gowns and costumes
of the saloon girls, so Jack selected a red and black satin
corset and proceeded, with difficulty, to lace it up, he did not
need his bra as the corset pushed the small amount of fat that he
had into the cups and additional padding gave Jack a 38-30-36
figure. Normally this was all that was worn by the actress
playing the saloon girl but Jack was going the full distance and
looked for a dress to wear over the corset.
The red satin dress he wanted to wear was way too small for him
so settled for the dark blue satin dress. He selected a hooped
under skirt and tied it about his corseted waist. He realised
that with the dress and underskirt, putting shoes on would be
very difficult so decided to put on shoes first. Having only size
7 feet he found a pair of lace-up boots that had a 2 inch heel.
With the boots securely on his feet he noticed as he walked that
they clicked sexily on the wooden floor and realised that the
boots must have been for a dance routine.
He pulled and tugged the blue dress over his head and finally
fastened the buttons up the back, the hoops on the underskirt
made the dress stand out at least 3 feet either side and as he
glance at his reflection in Jack began to feel a stir of
excitement in his panties. The heavy satin dress and underskirt
made any chance of Jack playing with his penis almost impossible
so he headed towards the make-up table.
The make-up was theatrical make-up but would be sufficient for
Jack's purposes so he proceeded to apply the 'grease paint' to
his face. Fifteen minutes later Jack had a heavily made-up, pale
face with dark eye make-up and bold red lips. There were no wigs
for Jack to try on, but a black bonnet that he found was enough
to hide his final trace of masculinity. The bonnet appeared to be
made from cardboard or something, covered in black satin, with
frills along the front edge framing his face with a 2 inch circle
of satin. Long ribbons were used to secure the bonnet under the
chin, but Jack crossed the ribbons under his chin and tied a knot
in the ribbons behind his head.
Looking at his watch, that lay on his discarded male clothes,
Jack saw it was ten past 11 and decided that at midnight he would
leave, so he had about one hour to relish his situation before
going back to reality. Swishing around the room, heels clicking,
Jack looked for another thing to play with. He found a velvet
cape and a pair of lace gloves to accessorise his outfit, but
also found a pair of handcuffs that he decided could help in his
fantasy.
With a length of red ribbon Jack struggled through the dress and
hoops to hobble his ankles giving himself a 6 inch stride, and
then ensuring the keys to the cuffs were easy to use, he placed
them on the dressing table and took the cuffs and went out
towards the stage.
There were a few lights on in the building giving Jack enough
light to hobble with swishing dress and clicking boots to the
centre of the stage. He thought about a blindfold as he stood in
the darkness behind the curtains on the stage, but decided
against it and looked at the handcuffs in his gloved hand. He
ensured the cape hid his hands and snapped the cuffs on his wrist
behind his back. He stretched his legs as far as they would go to
feel the restriction of the ribbon about his ankles and stared at
the curtains before him.
His fantasy was now in full swing, he had been captured by a
group of women and forced to assist in their play. He was dressed
in a satin dress and bonnet in full make-up, hobbled and cuffed
and the curtain was about to open, revealing him to the world...
He wished he could reach his penis and masturbate as it felt like
it was about to explode, but he knew that could only happen back
in the costume room. He needed relief.
Walking off stage he heard a noise, his heart began pounding,
someone had opened the outside door and was in the building. What
was he to do? He peered from behind the curtain and saw a man in
a uniform and realised he must be part of the security and was
checking the building, Jenny had told Jack that security usually
checked the building about midnight but Jack, having always left
before then had never seen him and completely forgotten about
him. Jack felt like his heart was about to explode and imagined
the thumping could be heard by the man as he closed doors and
turned off lights. The lump in his throat made Jack swallow and
he thought the noise would be enough to alert the guard and lead
to his discovery. Dressed in women's clothes. What excuse could
he give?
As the guard walked past, Jack held his breath and stood as still
as possible, and felt his pounding heart would reveal his
position, but as the last light was extinguished and the outside
door closed Jack began to relax. With his way lit only by the
moonlight from the skylights Jack as quickly as possible with
hobbled ankles headed back to the costume room.
"Oh Shit!!" Jack thought as he saw the costume room door close
and the bolt, at the top of the door, slid into the locked
position. He looked at the bolt and knew everything that could
get him out of this situation lay on the other side of the door.
The keys to the handcuffs, all his clothes, the keys to the
building, even his tools were the wrong side of the door.
He leant forward and tried to reach the bolt with his hands but
even if the corset and the cape had not hampered his attempts he
was well short of reaching the bolt. He tried to use his head but
he was too short even in the heels that were now beginning to
hurt his feet. He had to get something to stand on.
He found a chair but knew, only being able to separate his legs
about 6 inches, it would be of little use. If it was not for the
skirt of the dress he may have been able to sit on the chair put
his feet on the chair and stand up that way, but he knew he had
to find something about six inches high, that would be enough. In
one of the rooms he found some books that could be piled on top
of one another to give the desired height. The cape and skirt
hampered his efforts but Jack finally made a stable pile of books
and climbed on. The doorframe made it impossible for Jack to undo
the bolt. He knew, from when he had opened it earlier, it was
stiff but he thought if he could get at it? But he could not get
close enough, and the satin frills around the bonnet made seeing
the bolt, as he attempted to open it with his tongue, impossible.
A clock on the wall said 12:50 and Jack who had expected to be
tucked up in bed at this time, began to look for other options.
His car was parked around the corner and spare keys were under
the front bumper. There were some tools in the boot that could be
use to get out of the handcuffs.
He could then return and end this nightmare.
"How do I get out of the building?" Jack thought as he realised
the keys were in the costume room. He looked around for an open
window but realised that dressed as he was and with the
restriction of the handcuffs and tied ankles clambering out of a
window would be impossible.
"Crash Bars" he said knowing that safety laws insist that doors
in public places be fitted with crash bars, opened from the
inside in case of fire. He could push his way out, wedge the door
open and return the same way. But to reach a door he had to get
into the public area down the stairs at the side of the stage and
go to the emergency exit at the side of the theatre. Jack had to
use the hand rail to negotiate the stairs as the ribbon around
his ankles made it so Jack, with both hands gripping the
handrail, had to jump down one step at a time.
The swishing and clicking seemed even louder as Jack glided in
his dress through the theatre. It was very dark in the main
auditorium but Jack knew where he was going and soon felt the
crash bars that were to offer his freedom.
Light burst into the theatre as the door was opened and moonlight
revealed the figure of Jack to anyone who was passing by. The
exit led to an alley that was rarely used, so Jack confidently
left the theatre and wedged a piece of card in the door to ensure
he could get back in.
Jack knew there would be very few, if any, people about at 1am on
a Friday morning but had to appear natural and not attract any
attention, but a woman wearing a satin gown, bonnet and velvet
cape is not a regular appearance on the streets of England.
Things were going Jack's way now; there was nobody around as he
attempted a feminine wiggle as he walked towards his car. As he
recovered his spare keys from the front bumper Jack began to
enjoy himself. His penis began to harden for the first time since
the security guard deflated his ardour.
The keys clicked has he opened the boot of the car and Jack
smiled has he realised he was getting used to negotiating the
cape and doing things behind his back. He pressed the button and
turned to look in the boot, knowing he had a toolbox with bolt
cutters inside. As he turned he knew things were not going his
way, as previously thought, before he even saw the toolbox he
remembered it was locked and the key was back in the theatre. He
tried pulling at the lock but knew he was wasting his time.
"What now?????" Jack thought
Back to the theatre... If he did, then what?
Jack's cousin, Jason, lived two streets away, but that would mean
being found out, and Jason was the last person he wanted to see
him dressed like this. If anybody were to find out his secret
Jack decided that Jenny would be the most understanding, but to
walk home would take hours, and it would be getting light soon.
As he close the boot of his car Jack remembered the car phone and
decided that his only option was to phone Jenny.
The interior light of the car lit up and Jack knew he had better
get into the car and close the door but looking at the hoops of
the dress Jack resolved to get in the passenger side which he did
and finally closed the door. He had trouble dialing the number
but finally heard ringing tones and Jenny answered.
"Uh?? Hello?" Jenny said sleepily.
"Jenny... It's Jack."
"Jack? It's 2 o'clock in the morning what do you want?"
"You've got to help me... I'm at the theatre, can you come?"
"Can't it wait till tomorrow? What's the rush?"
"No it can't wait... please Jenny."
"Okay I'll be there in five minutes."
"I'm in my car in Johns Street."
"Johns Street? Okay... 5 minutes."
The next five minutes flooded Jack's mind with images of what
would happen when Jenny found him. How would he explain why he
was dressed in a blue satin dress, bonnet, and handcuffed?
When Jenny arrived she parked her car and walked towards Jack's
car. Jack struggled to open the door and as the interior light
came on Jenny saw him. She was shocked as she realised that it
was Jack wearing those clothes but began to giggle as she opened
the door further. Jack asked Jenny to shut the door and go round
and get in the car.
Jack decided the truth was the best option and related his story.
All Jenny had to do was go back to the theatre and get the
handcuff keys, his keys and his clothes. He would go home and
change and bring everything back in the morning. Jenny still
giggling agreed and set off towards the alley.
"Wanted to be forced to dress and act in the play..." Jenny
smiled to herself. She knew she could not do that but she had an
idea. As she reached the door her plan had already formed and she
made no attempt to stop the door from closing after she had
removed the card that kept it open.
Arriving back at the car Jenny told how the door was locked when
she got there, how the security must have found it. They had
better leave in case the police had been called. Jenny hurriedly
helped Jack into her car and then they set off back home.
Jenny assisted Jack out of the car and headed towards her front
door, Jack, as fast as he could, wiggled along behind. Once
inside, Jack asked Jenny to untie his ankles, remove the cape and
bonnet that were now very irritating. Jenny refused saying that
he had to tell her all before she removed anything. She even
attended to his make-up as he explained everything. Jenny had
read of people that were masochists like Jack but had never met
one, she had dreams of meeting one and now her dream had come
true.
She took photos of the pathetic creature before her who was
begging her not to show them to anyone. She knew she had him.
Jack needed the toilet and Jenny held a bucket under the dress
while Jack emptied his bladder. Jenny then sat Jack in the
hallway and tied the loose ends of ribbon at the back of the
bonnet to the railing of the stairs, said goodnight and went back
to bed.
Jack did not sleep much that night and the next morning Jenny
revealed plans. Jack was to be Jenny's personal maid and do all
the housework for her. She no longer had to flutter her eyes to
get Jack to do her bidding; he would do anything to prevent the
photographs being shown to family and friends. His fantasy was
now reality and he was not sure he wanted it.
The End
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