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The Paper-round: Chapter 3 and 4
By oopster
Chapter 3
Several days had passed since the police had been to the
house. For the majority of that time I guess I'd been so
doped up that I couldn't lift a finger. John had told me
that my chest, or rather my breasts we're now an 'A' cup,
and coming along quite nicely, all I knew was they we're
really sore still.
"I've got to go out Simone, get some supplies. You'll be
okay here till I come back won't you?"
It was more of a statement than a question. I'd gotten the
use of my arms back but still couldn't walk, I thought it
best to play along for the time being, I didn't want to
give him reason to punish me again.
He helped me into the living room and sat me in front of
the TV with the news channel on. There was a report of the
police finding a teenager's mangled bike by a railway line
with blood on it. They hadn't found a body, but considering
they believed the teenager to have been hit by a train near
a river, they concluded that they never would. Had John
deliberately let me watch this, just to take the last bit
of hope away from me? If he had, it simply made me
determined to get away.
I waited about ten minutes after I heard him leave and the
sound of a car pulling away before I tried to move from the
sofa. It was difficult without being able to use my legs,
but I managed to crawl some, and eventually make my way to
the phone. I got to the phone, picked up the receiver and
put it to my ear and heard nothing, not even the dial tone.
Frantically pushing the buttons to pick and put down the
receiver, but nothing happened. Normally this would result
in being put through to the emergency services, but there
was just nothing. Any last bit of hope I had finally
disappeared, and I resigned myself to the fact that I
wasn't going to get away from this place, and broke down in
tears.
An hour later and I head the sound of the door opening, it
was John, and he'd brought someone with him.
"Good afternoon Simone, I've got a little surprise for
you."
He walked into the living room and saw me with my resting
my back on the sofa in front of the phone with the receiver
off the hook.
"Well now Simone! Have we been a naughty little girl again?
You know you're not supposed to use the phone unless you
ask first are you. I'm afraid it's no supper for you
tonight young lady." Not that I could remember eating much
recently. "As I said, I've got a little surprise for you,
but I'm not sure that such a naughty little girl like
yourself deserves anything right now, what do you think?"
I looked at John with tears still rolling down my face.
"But who could resist such a pretty little girl. Now, this
is my good friend David, and David is going to make you
look even prettier."
David walked into the room and said hello, while John went
of to another room and came back with the wheelchair, but
this time, it looked different. It looked taller and would
support my back, and had more restraints roughly we're my
neck would be, John helped me up into it and strapped me in
while David opened his bag and started to take something
out of it that looked like a gun or a drill.
"Simone, I know how you like to look pretty, so I've
decided that you should get your ears pierced, and David is
going to do just that."
"This will only hurt a little bit Simone, and then it'll be
all over." David informed me. "I've already explained to
your daddy that you'll have to have these 'stud' earrings
in for about 6 weeks while your ears heal, before you can
wear lots of different kind of earrings. Now just relax and
it'll all be over in a jiffy."
He put some rubber gloves on, and using a felt tip pen,
marked each earlobe where he was planning on piercing and
then rubbed the place with some alcohol to prevent
infection. Bang went the first stud and a stinging pain
went through my right ear as I started crying again. Bang
went the second stud into my left ear making it sting too
now. He then stood back and had a thoughtful look on his
face, and was stroking his chin at the same time.
"Something the matter David?" asked John.
"No, I was just wondering if Simon would like her nose
pierced, it's quite popular amongst young girls at the
moment." David replied still stroking his chin.
"Well, I think we'd best ask Simone that shall we. Simone,
would you like David to pierce your nose?"
I didn't answer, I was still in pain, still numb from
earlier.
"I think that's a yes David."
David got his felt tip pen again, and marked the spot he on
my nose he was going to pierce, a wipe with the alcohol and
then bang. Still he stood there stroking his chin.
"You know..."
'Oh here we go again.' I thought.
"...a lot of girls are also having their belly buttons
pierced too."
A sly grin had appeared on their faces, as if they had
planned this all along.
"Well David, you do what you think best, we don't want
little Simone not keeping up with current trends now do
we."
There he went again, always coming out with questions that
he didn't want answers too.
"Now with this one Simone, we can't use the gun, what we
use instead is this big curved needle, oh don't worry,
we'll numb the area properly before we do it and then we
put this nice ring in with this pink jewel."
I was slowly coming to my senses. I didn't want this, any
of this.
"I don't want any piercings, I don't want to be a girl, I'm
a boy, I want to go home."
John slapped me across the face, hard, I started crying
again.
"Simone, you will let David do his work and then you will
thank him and be grateful young lady, do you hear me?"
This was the angriest I'd ever seen John, he'd seemed so
calm and restrained before.
"I'm ever so sorry David, I don't know what's come over her
I really don't." said John looking in David's direction
then over to me as he was talking.
"That's perfectly okay John, little girls will be little
girls won't they." David went into his bag again, and got
out a big curved needle, an aerosol can, and the half ring
with a jewel in it. "Simone, I'm going to spray your tummy
with the spray can and it'll feel a little weird at first,
but you won't feel me putting the needle in you okay."
He carried on to use the spray on my tummy, it was really
cold, but like he said, I couldn't feel a thing. I gritted
me teeth and held my breath.
"There we are, all done."
David packed away his equipment and took off his gloves.
"Well Simone, what do you say to David then for all his
hard work?"
"Thank you David." I said meekly.
"Now come on Simone, what kind of a thank-you was that?" I
thanked David again, but I was still very upset and crying,
and this annoyed John again.
"Simone, you are one ungrateful little lady and you will
thank David properly when he comes next time do you hear
me!"
Next time! He was coming again? What else was he going to
pierce on me? John Walked David to the door.
"Come back tomorrow and we can talk about those other
little modifications I'd like doing to Simone, and maybe
she can also thank you properly."
John walked back into the room. "Well young lady, I have
never been so insulted in all my life and it's all your
fault." He looked at his watch. "Oh look, it's time for
your enema, come on, let's go."
I was wheeled into the bathroom again, but this time John
left me in the wheelchair. Apparently he'd had some work
done on the chair so I wouldn't have to sit in the other
chair as I had been for my enemas.
"Now Simone, we're changing you're enema routine slightly.
Instead of the plug we have been using, from now on you
won't be getting your enema via the plug, but we will be
inserting this device into your rectum from now on."
He produced a pink veined version of the gag he'd used on
me the other day.
"No, I've had enough, you're not putting that in me, no!"
Slap came his hand on my face again.
"You will do as you are told young lady, and to make sure
you don't answer back, you can wear the gag too."
Before I had time to object, the gag was in place and
secured round the back of my head.
"I can see that I'm going to have to up your dosage so that
you will behave yourself."
He left the room, and came back with a syringe.
"If you won't behave, then I will make you behave
yourself."
He stuck the syringe in my arm in anger, and pushed on the
plunger.
"There, any more bad behavior out of you and you'll get
another and another and another."
The feeling was a strange one, and I didn't feel like
fighting. As with the other enema treatment, I was lubed
and the device was lubed and then inserted.
After the enema, I was feeling sleepy. John took me back to
the girl's bedroom I'd been sleeping in. And dressed me in
a pink baby girl's outfit ready for bed.
"Just before we pop you into bed, we'll just pop this in
here."
He was holding a plug, which looked big without it being
inflated, but as well as having the inflation tube attached
to it, there was also some small electrical wires attached.
"This'll make it easier for you in future, and the humming
noise it makes will help you get off to sleep."
He inserted the plug and started to inflate to it's maximum
size. I could feel it inside growing and spreading me, but
it didn't seem to bother me now. Then I felt something now,
as John turned a dial on the control box, the plug started
to make a noise, and vibrate. The feelings that went
through my body made me feel so good. It felt even better
against the terry toweling nappy that John was not
attaching to my bottom. John fastened the crotch of the
sleepsuit and kissed me on the forehead.
"Night night little one."
"Night night daddy." I cooed.
Chapter 4
John lay on the sofa in the living room. Now the shoe was
on the other foot, and he was the one that was bound and
gagged. How we got into this situation was a blur to me,
much like everything else that had happened recently.
"John, I'm going to phone the police shortly, but before I
do, I'd like for you to apologise to me, for everything
you've put me through."
He didn't say anything, he couldn't really, the penis gag
firmly in place.
"What's that John? I'm sorry, I can't make that out, maybe
if I kick you in the stomach that'll help you give me the
answer I want you sick fuck!"
I kicked him in the stomach and he doubled over in pain. I
kicked him again with the foot of my stilletto'd boot,
again, there was a muffled sound of pain. I continued
walking round the room, and stopped in front of the full-
length mirror, looking back at the very dominant image of a
young woman staring back at me. She was wearing knee length
stiletto heels, black tights or stockings, it was all that
clear what they we're as they disappeared under her short
black shirt.
On her top was a black bustier, which barely held back her
ample breasts, which looked like they would to spill over
her top. Her face was made up very sternly, bright red
lipstick with dark colour eyeshadow, similar to the Robert
Palmer video. I knew the image in the mirror was me, there
was no doubt and I never questioned it, in fact the very
image of me dressed this way was a major turn on. I slid my
hand underneath my skirt, into my panties and started
touching myself, moaning as I did. Longer strokes, faster,
my moans increased, the feeling was intense and so
satisfying.
I almost forgot I had John tied up on the sofa. I walked
towards him, pulled my panties down, removed John's gag and
ordered him to please me with his tongue, after a hard slap
or two to his face. He lapped at my grown with his tongue,
thrusting in and out sending waves of pleasure through my
body. I stood up and quickly put the gag back in place and
moved to John's own grown. I undid his the zip to his
trousers and pulled his pants and underwear down, and
climbed onto his erection. Up and down I went, raping his
throbbing member as it went in and out of my hole, this
combined with the butt plug that I had in already making my
eventual orgasm come with a serious of explosions that
racked my body. I fell forward on top of John, exhausted
from my humiliation of him, but planning more, still moving
up and down and his member, making him spurt his juices
inside me. Once satisfied, I again got off the sofa and
removed John's gag, indicating to him to lick my pussy
clean of his juices, sending wave after wave of aftershock
through my body. I recovered my composure and re-inserted
John's gag.
The police arrived and broke down the door of the house to
find me in the corner of the living room shaking in
apparent fear.
"Oh my God!" said the first police officer to walk into the
room as he saw me. "Are you okay luv?" he asked as I
continued to shake.
"He made me do things to him, and he did this to me, I used
to be a boy."
The police officer looked at me in surprise that I could
ever be anything but female, then turned to John with a
look of disgust. Several other officers had entered the
house by now, and one of the female officers came over to
me and put her hand round me to try to console me.
"You perverted bastard!" shouted the first police officer
at John.
He and the other police then threw John to the ground and
started kicking him in the ribs till he was black and blue.
A smile started to creep onto my face, seeing this man
getting what was coming to him.
"Let's do to him what he did to this little girl." one of
them said.
Each in turn, the half dozen male police officers proceeded
to rape John, ignoring his screams for mercy, which only
made them fuck him harder.
The female police officer, still hugging me found the
control for the plug that was still inside me. "What's this
sweetie?"
"It's the control for the butt plug he made me wear."
"Well, do you like it?" This wasn't exactly the kind of
thing I'd expect her to ask. She looked more closely at the
device. "Look there, the batteries need changing, I just
pop these new ones in shall I." She replaced the batteries,
and a fresh buzzing feel went through my body. "Is that
better Simone?" said the officer, although her voice
sounded strangely deeper, more masculine now.
"Yes, that feels good." I moaned as I turned in my cot to
face John looking down at me.
"Time to get up sleepyhead" said John.
To be continued...
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