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Andy's Training Chapter 3
By Cissykay
After being stretched for what seemed like days, I finally
heard voices outside the door. Aunt Betty and Cissy were
recognizable, and I heard two other female voices also.
When the door was finally opened, I saw four very beautiful
and sexy women standing there.
"So this is our new project. She's going to be quite a
knockout when I'm through with her. My name is Nancy, and
I'm a cosmetologist that caters to many of the she-males in
the area. Most of my clients come to me because they want
to. You're one of the few that I've transformed that
wasn't, shall we say totally willing. We've been told the
whole story by your Aunt, and I consider it a pleasure to
see my work shown to every crossdresser and transsexual
around. This could do wonders for my business. And, just so
you'll be forewarned, if you give me any trouble, I'll give
you a sex change operation with my fingernails. Are we
quite clear, slut?"
All I could do was make an attempt at a nod. I knew that
this woman wouldn't think twice about causing me severe
pain if I didn't comply with her wishes.
"The other superior female you see standing here is Carol.
She will be the one that will design your wardrobe. Believe
me, I'm a pussycat next to her, if you piss her off."
With that, the four of them began laughing hysterically.
"Now, let's get that bra rehooked and take a look at the
goods."
She stepped right in front of me and refastened my bra
around the false boobs.
"Looks like a pair of 36's if I'm any judge of tits."
"No, actually they're 38's."
After she was through putting the bra back in place, she
began to feel the material to see how soft the breasts
were. A tear began to run down my cheek.
"Let me guess, nipple clamps, right? I can always tell by
the cringe."
Aunt Betty just grinned.
"Okay, I guess we'd better get to work. This could take
some time, but I'm sure it will be worth it in the end.
First, we need to remove the belt and that dirty old
underwear. We can leave the bra as it is for now."
It was at that point that I realized that I didn't really
want the undies removed because at least they felt good
next to my skin. It was as if this broad could read my
mind.
"Don't worry slut, we'll find some clean and fresh undies
for you when we're through."
Cissy brought the key and unlocked the chastity belt and
Mistress Betty began to unlock the cuffs on my ankles. The
belt was then removed, and my panties and fishnets were
taken off. A pair of Peds was put on my feet, and the high
heels were put back in place. There I was, standing with my
arms shackled above my head wearing nothing but a black
lace bra, and a pair of 5" heels.
"Okay ladies, who wants to be the first to do the honors?"
Nancy's question was answered by Cissy immediately. "I'd
like to be the first. It's only fair since this slut made
me cum three times last night. I think I should return the
favor."
It was agreed that Cissy could be the first one. The first
one what? I had no idea. Cissy then donned another pair of
latex gloves, and brought a small vial from the cabinet.
The next thing she did was a total surprise. She began to
message my penis in a slow and soft manner. Even with all
the pain and confinement it had suffered in the last day,
it immediately started to spring to life.
"So little sissy slut, do you like it when Mistress plays
with your sissy clit?"
I was starting to rock and moan. I was so anxious for
relief, that I thought I would pass out. I heard Carol
speak up for the first time since she walked into the room.
"Oohh, she's got more down there than most sissies do. In
fact, she quite well hung. I'll bet that tollyboy you had
made for her is quite uncomfortable when she gets aroused."
"That's what I like about my little sissy nephew. She's
going to be so much fun to tease."
Just as I was on the brink of the biggest orgasm I'd ever
had, Cissy stopped stroking me. It was too late though. I
could feel the thrill of a huge ejaculation ready to
explode. Just as I was bucking and screaming into my gag,
she put the vial over the tip of my penis, and I shot the
whole load into the tube.
"Goodie, Andrea, we'll just keep this on ice for use at a
later date. Okay ladies, she's all yours."
I was then surveyed by both Nancy and Carol.
"It's a good thing she doesn't have much hair. We may even
be able to get away without a complete hair removal
treatment today. But, I do want to shave her stomach."
Nancy proceeded to take a straight razor and some cream
from the large bag she'd brought with her. She applied the
cream around my navel and shaved it off in no time. I could
tell that this woman knew how to use a razor.
"There, that should do for today."
Since I had been standing on the tips of my toes for so
long, the searing pain that had almost been washed away by
Cissy, was starting to return. I guess that by my trying to
take the pressure off one foot at a time, Aunt Betty
noticed my discomfort.
"Just a few more minutes Andrea, and then we'll have you
much more comfortable."
Now it was Carol's turn to survey the meat. She walked
behind me and placed a tape measure around my waist.
"Um, a perfect 30" waist ladies. I think I know exactly
where to begin."
With that she walked over to her bag and returned with a
black, lace trimmed garment. As she walked behind me again,
she wrapped it around my torso.
"We're going to go for a small reduction for this shoot. I
think a 28" waist should be perfect."
She then adjusted the waist cincher so it centered itself
about an inch below my bra. As she began to lace the
cincher up, I noticed that it had four garter straps on
each side. Then she started to pull the cincher tight.
"Take a deep breath and hold it Andrea, until I tell you to
breathe again."
I had no choice but to do as I was told. With one more
mighty tug that belied her strength, it was tied off at the
back. She then took out her measuring tape again and
declared.
"Perfect 28."
I couldn't breathe for the life of me.
"Okay you can let out your breath now Andrea."
I tried, but it didn't seem to help much.
"Don't worry sweetie, you'll get used to it after awhile."
I then saw Carol fasten a Velcro panel over the laces. This
made it impossible to see them. What I didn't realize at
the time was that the cincher had a slot at the base. When
Carol inserted the thin metal bar through the back of the
cincher, it connected with a piece on the bottom. Next came
that sound I was beginning to hate. Click, it was locked
on.
"Can't be too careful now, can we Andrea."
I was now trussed up like a Christmas package. Next came a
new pair of red silk crotchless panties. Carol then removed
my shoes, and began to roll a red silk stocking up my leg.
It was attached to the garters and the other leg was then
done similarly. My red spiked patent leather heels were
relocked on my feet, and I saw in the mirror that I was the
picture of a girl with a great figure attired in nothing
but red and black attire. Aunt Betty then went to the
control box and lowered the spreader bar about two inches.
That was the best feeling I'd ever felt. The spreader bar
was redone on my ankles, and I was again totally helpless.
Nancy surveyed what was accomplished to this point.
"Very nice. I believe that Andrea here has the possibility
of being our best work yet."
Best work yet? How many men have these witches done this
to?
"Well girls, it's almost time for lunch, but there is one
more task I would like to take care of before we eat."
Nancy went bag to her bag, and produced an electric hair
trimmer.
"Cissy, will you kindly hold Andrea's head still while I
trim her hair just a little."
As Cissy started to walk in front of me, she started to
squeal.
"Not that head silly girl, the one on her shoulders."
It was all the women could do to control themselves. Cissy
moved behind me and held my head firmly in her strong
hands.
"Okay then, a little trim on this sideburn, and a little
off the top. Oops. Oh my dear, it seems as if I've taken
too much off in this spot. Let's see if I can even it out
for you. Oops, seems as if I've done it again."
Nancy was snickering, but the other three were in stitches.
"Looks like it'll all have to come off. There's no other
way to salvage this mess. I wish I was a better
cosmetologist."
With that, Nancy began to remove all of my hair, right down
to the stubble. Next came that razor again.
"No need to hold her head for this Cissy. If she moves,
I'll just lop off an ear."
I was too scared to move.
After she was through making my head as smooth as a cue
ball, she rubbed some foul smelling liquid into my scalp.
"This will keep the hair from returning too quickly."
She then had Aunt Betty go into the closet, and she came
back with a long blonde Farah Faucet type wig.
"This hairpiece is very expensive Andrea, and you'll be
expected to take proper care of it."
She the fitted the wig to my head, and it was quite tight.
After she had the positioning correct, she went to that
damned bag again and out came another tube. With her latex
gloves on, she then massaged some of the gel from the tube,
all over my scalp, and replaced the wig.
She waited for five minutes, chatting with my other
captors, and then announced, "That should do it. Cissy, why
don't you remove Andrea's wig now."
Cissy took a handful of wig in each hand, and gave a tug.
It didn't move.
"That will stay in place until the solvent is applied.
Since Betty and I are the only two people who have access
to the solvent, I can't see that happening."
The wig was once again brushed out to Nancy's liking, and
for the first time in hours, the gag was removed from my
now beyond repair jaw.
"Tell us what you think Andrea?"
I new better than to tell them what I really thought, so I
just said, "very pretty Mistress."
"See, she's starting to take to the training already. We're
not going to replace your gag for the time being, but
remember, we'll be able to hear all that goes on down here,
so you'd better be a good girl."
With that, the four girls went to lunch, and left me to
wonder what the afternoon would be like.
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