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Andy's Training Chapter 2
By Cissykay
After what seemed like hours of trying to sleep with my
body bound in leather, and a hideous penis gag in my mouth,
I finally started to doze off when I heard the clicking of
heels in the hallway. It was Aunt Betty coming into my
bedroom to torment me.
"How's my little sissy slut this morning?"
All I could do was grunt in acknowledgement; my jaw was
extremely sore from the penis gag being left in my mouth
all night.
"If I take the gag out of your mouth, do you promise to be
a good little sissy for me, and not speak unless I direct
you to?"
I couldn't move my head to nod, and I couldn't speak, so
all I could do is grunt a yes.
"I'll take that to mean that you're going to be a good
girl, and do as you're told. But before I release you, and
remove the gag, there is one more thing you'll be wearing
today. So, now is as good a time as any to start getting
used to them."
Aunt Betty then went into the closet and came back with
what seemed to be a shoebox. She took out one of the shoes,
and slowly brought it up to my face.
"Aren't these just wonderful Andrea?"
The shoes were bright red patent leather, with what had to
be 5" stiletto heels. They also had a loop made of the same
leather at the top of each shoe in the back.
"I've seen you walk in the two and three inch heels that
were used in some of my photo sessions, and I believe you
walk better in heels than I do. You will see after wearing
these for a few hours, the reason why women always kick off
their shoes as soon as they come home. I don't think you'll
have any trouble getting used to walking in these."
She then went to the foot of the bed and put the left shoe
on my foot without having to remove the spreader bar. Then
she did the right foot.
"They look gorgeous on you Andrea, but I think there is
something missing. Oh yes, now I remember."
She went back into the box, and took out two matching
leather ankle straps. She put them through the loops on the
shoes, and buckled them tightly around each ankle. Then
without having to look, I heard the familiar click, click,
and new immediately that she had locked the shoes onto my
feet so I couldn't kick them off.
"Now, that looks better. I'm going to remove the spreader
bar, and the gag, but remember, not a word, or you'll be
severely punished. You've already earned one punishment for
all the times I've videotaped you wearing my model's
clothes without permission. We'll take care of that this
evening. We have a very long day ahead of us, and I don't
want the slightest bit of trouble from you. I hope you
understand that."
Aunt Betty then removed the bar and the gag. My mouth felt
like it was on fire from the pain of the gag. I tried to
work my jaw muscles to get some feeling, but I knew it
would take awhile before I stopped hurting.
"You must be dying to pee, sweetie, so why don't you go
into the bathroom and take care of business?" I was in so
much discomfort from all the bondage, that I hadn't even
thought of going to the bathroom. As soon as Aunt Betty
mentioned it, I had to relieve myself in the worst way. I
ran as fast as I could in five inch heels, and almost fell
on my way in. Then it struck me. I couldn't pee with this
chastity belt on.
Aunt Betty was snickering as she watched my dilemma.
"Andrea, you'll have to sit down to pee, like all girls
do."
I quickly sat down and felt immense relief as I peed.
"When you're done, let me know, and I'll come in and wipe
you, as you won't be able to do it yourself."
She was right of course. With this murderous body harness
on, I wasn't able to do anything. When I was finished I
called out to Aunt Betty to help me clean myself. As she
stepped into the bathroom, she went right to a cabinet that
was usually used for towels and washcloths. She removed a
box from it, and put it on the counter behind me. She then
took some toilet tissue, and cleaned the tube of the
chastity belt.
"Don't want you're new erection inhibitor to get all rusty,
now do we? As long as were here, we might as well get this
out of the way also. I want you to bend over from the
waist, and stay in that position until I tell you to move.
Is that understood?"
"Yes Betty, I understand."
"From now on, I am to be addressed as Mistress Betty, or
Madam. Is that clear?"
"Yes Mistress Betty."
"Very good, and you will also address Cissy in the same
manner."
I knew that Betty had the upper hand for the moment, so I
had to do as I was told. I was already looking for a way to
escape from these two demented females. As I bent over, I
felt something being forced into my ass. Then I felt the
cold fluid enter my rectum.
"Now stand as you are until I say you may sit."
The amount of fluid was making me very uncomfortable, but I
knew I could hold it. After five minutes, Aunt Betty told
me I could sit and relieve myself. With the crotchless
panties I was wearing, she didn't even have to pull them
down. As soon as I was finished, she repeated the entire
process again. She then washed my ass with a nice warm
washcloth, and dried me.
"There you go Andrea, no need for bathroom breaks for the
rest of the day. If you have the desire to pee again before
we're through for the day, I'll just have to catheterize
you so it doesn't have to happen again."
"Mistress Cissy is making breakfast for us, and we have to
be quick, because we have a full day planned. And I didn't
even add in your punishment for being a naughty slut. We'll
fit everything in, I'm sure."
As I walked downstairs to the kitchen, I quickly found out
that Mistress Betty was right. I could walk very well in
the 5" heels. A good thing too, because if I fell over or
tripped, I had no way to catch myself with my arms pinned
to my sides. The girls had a very nice breakfast consisting
of juice, tea, biscuits, ham, home fries, and toast. I had
a cup of tea and one piece of dry toast.
"You have to start watching your figure Andrea." As Cissy
spoke, she had that evil look in her eyes again. "You also
better learn how to cook very fast too, so you can prepare
the meals for Aunt Betty and me."
I'm glad she didn't know that I was an excellent cook. I
didn't have a chance to show off my talents since I moved
here.
After breakfast Aunt Betty whispered something in Cissy's
ear, and she just smiled as she left the kitchen. She soon
returned with a set of ankle cuffs, thigh cuffs, and a
nasty looking thing that appeared to be a hood of some
sort. She attached the cuffs to my ankles and thighs as I
stood in front of her. Next she attached a chain about
three feet long to the cuffs, effectively hobbling me.
"These are long enough for you to make it down the stairs
to the basement with my help."
Next she walked behind me, and placed the hood over my
head. It had no eyeholes and no mouth. It did have two
small holes under the nose to breath through.
"Okay Andrea. Off we go. Time to start your training."
I was led to the stairs, and was told to take a step down,
very carefully. I slid my left foot forward until I was
sure it was at the edge, and then stepped down with my
right. I felt a very slight tug on the chain, but I landed
safely. I repeated the process twelve more times. When we
reached the bottom, I was led to a room that I had never
been in. I had been to the basement, and knew that there
were three separate rooms, but they were always locked, and
I never saw the inside. I was led inside, and as I stood,
the chain was removed and the spreader bar was reattached.
It was then locked to the floor, making it impossible to
move my legs.
Then I heard Aunt Betty. "I am going to remove your body
harness now. If you make any attempt to try to escape, or
anything else, you will find it impossible, and you will
wish you hadn't tried."
I knew that there was no chance to escape without the key
to the lock that held my feet to the floor. As my left arm
was removed from the harness, it was quickly raised above
my head and locked into a wrist cuff. The same thing
happened to the right arm. There was another spreader bar
that was suspended from the ceiling. I was effectively
spread eagled in a standing position, unable to move in any
direction.
"Now my sweet little slut, it's time we started your
transformation."
As I stood there with my hands and feet hopelessly
helpless, my aunt stood in front of me. She then cut my
shirt from my body, and I was left wearing nothing but the
bra, panties, fishnets, and chastity belt I had put on the
day before, and the 5" heels that aunt Betty had locked on
my feet earlier in the morning. She then took some sort of
marker, and made some dots inside the bra as she adjusted
it to fit perfectly. After she was finished, she unhooked
the bra so it just dangled from my tethered body.
"Cissy, will you please get Andrea's new collar. It is on
the table in the corner. I will also need two suction cups
and the alligators."
I had no idea what alligators were, but I knew if they were
anything that aunt Betty and Cissy used, they wouldn't be
fun.
"After that, will you please remove Andrea's punishment
hood. I want her to see all that will be done to her
today."
Cissy arrived with the requested items, and immediately
began to remove the hood. As soon as she did, I almost
fainted. I was standing in the middle of a room that looked
like a hospital operating room. The ceiling and floor were
both the whitest of whites, and the walls were completely
covered with mirrors. Everywhere I looked, I saw myself
looking back at me. Both girls seemed to find this amusing.
The ceiling had hooks almost everywhere, and there was what
appeared to be a track running the length of the ceiling,
with smaller tracks splitting off to the sides at one end.
In the far right corner was what looked like a shower, with
more hooks and chains hanging from the ceiling. My mind was
now spinning. There was certainly a side of aunt Betty and
Cissy that I hadn't seen before.
As soon as the hood was removed and I got my bearings, the
first thing I did was to scream out. "What the fuck do you
two think you're doing?"
That was answered very promptly with a sharp crack across
my ass with some sort of whip. I felt the pain and burning
immediately
Aunt Betty quickly said, "That the second punishment you
have earned. I had hoped that you were smart enough to
realize that you are totally in my control. Apparently,
you're not as smart as I thought. Well, we can do something
about that. Cissy, please get the inflatable gag and put it
on Andrea. She needs to be taught some manners. And when
you get it in place, give her two more swipes with the cat,
but don't be so mild with her."
Cissy quickly forced the gag into my mouth, and fastened
and locked the gag in place. She then proceeded with great
relish to lay the whip across my ass two more times. This
time I was sure that there would be welts, as she laid it
on with her full force. As she was doing this, Aunt Betty
was inflating the penis in my mouth until it almost choked
me. She only stopped when I started to gag.
"If you give anyone any more trouble today, I'll inflate
the penis until you puke in your mouth."
"There is work to be done before my guests arrive, and I
don't want any more distractions."
What did she mean guests? She then put on suction cup on
each nipple, and used something to suck out all the air. It
was extremely tight on my nipples and quite uncomfortable.
Next, she went to a closet that was hidden behind one of
the mirrors, and came back with two boxes. After about
fifteen minutes, she used the machine to remove the suction
cups, and my nipples were sticking out like they were at
attention. She then showed me what the alligators were, as
she put a small steel clip on each nipple. A horrible pain
shot through me.
"You have to learn what women go through when their breasts
are tender. You'll soon have tender breasts too."
Next, she went into the first box and removed what appeared
to be a woman's breast. It looked like the real thing. She
then put on some thin latex gloves, and applied some sort
of liquid around the dots she had drawn, and all around my
nipples. Then she applied a liberal amount to the breast,
and very carefully placed the breast on my chest and held
it there for about thirty seconds. She repeated the process
on the other breast and when she was through, I had a pair
of realistic breasts hanging from my chest. They felt like
they weighed twenty pounds each. After the adhesive had
set, it was apparent that these breasts weren't coming off
too easily.
"The breastforms are secured with a special adhesive that
will not weaken for at least sixty days. So you'd better
get used to having breasts real fast."
As she squeezed the breasts to test them for strength, I
felt a sharp pain from the nipple clamps. This made both
laugh quite loud.
Cissy said, "Now you know how it feels to have real tits,
you slut. And the pressure of the forms will ensure that
the nipple clamps stay put."
Last they replaced the posture collar I wore last night,
with a new bright red one with the word "slut" spelled out
in fake diamonds.
When this was locked on aunt Betty said, "It'll be about
two more hours before the cosmetologist and dress designer
show up, so why don't you just relax, and think about how
naughty you've been today."
With that she went to the wall and pushed a button on a
control panel, and it lifted the top spreader bar just
enough to pull me as tight as I could be.
"See you in a couple of hours, my sweetie." With that, she
turned out the light, and locked the door.
What the hell could be next?
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