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Andy's Training - Chapter 8 ? by: Cissykay
I slept like the dead for the entire night, and when I woke up it was
fully light out. I left the studio, and went to the restaurant for a
cup of coffee, a muffin, and a restroom. I instinctively started to walk
into the ladies room, but caught myself, and went to the men's room.
When I sat down to eat, I noticed it was now close to 9:00 A.M. Boy,
did I sleep. I counted myself lucky that I wasn't discovered by Mistress
Betty or Mistress Cissy.
After payng the bill, I was now down to my last $30.00. I would have to
be quite careful as to how I spent my money. I walked over to the strip
mall where Mistress Nancy had her salon, and I stood outside for quite
some time trying to muster enough courage to go in. I needed some work on
my eye color, and I didn't want to spend any of my meager funds at this
point.
Finally, I took a deep breath, and went in. I walked into the salon, and
Mistress Nancy saw me right away. She was working on a male customer,
giving him a makeover, and I asked her if she could please apply
something to my eyes to make them less noticeable. She shook her head,
and told me to take a seat in the waiting area. I waited there until she
was through, and she then told me to join her in the back room. I
followed her in, and she poured each of us a cup of coffee.
"Well young man, you really pissed off Betty last night. I was shocked
at her reaction. I can see punishing you for your transgression, but I'm
not sure I agree with her as far as forcing you to leave. I can only
guess that it had something to do with her plans for your proposed
marriage. She has been very tight lipped about it. She didn't even tell
me of her plans, so I'm as much in the dark as you. I do know that she
asked Carol to make a very special wedding dress, but I don't even
know what she meant by special. It's a good thing that Betty doesn't go
in for beating a sissy like most dominants do. You would probably be in
a hospital right now if she did."
"I was more shocked than anyone at her announcement. I am not gay, but I
think I would have consented to being a bride if it made her happy. All I
want to do is make her proud of me."
Mistress Betty and I chatted for about an hour, and then she touched up
my eyes and lips so I could at least pass as a man from a distance.
"I wish now that I hadn't tattooed the eye and lip makeup on you. I
believed that you would be a woman forever. I'm sorry about it now, but
the makeup is forever. Do you have any idea what you are going to do
now?"
"Well, I thought I would find a place that sells the magazines that use
my photos, and try to get some work as a model. I'm not sure if anyone
would hire me though, and take the chance of being sued by Mistress
Betty. As for the immediate future, I have no money to speak of, and I
snuck into her studio the last two nights to sleep."
"Well, you can't continue to do that."
Mistress Nancy then went to her purse and took out her checkbook. "I
don't have too much cash at the moment since it's Monday morning, and I
have only had one customer. I will write you a check for some cash to
get you through for a few days. Maybe Betty will calm down by then, and
you can work this out. Do you have any identification with you?"
"Yes Mistress Nancy. I found my license in the slacks along with $50.00
in cash."
"Well take this check to the bank down the road. It'll give you enough
money to get a room in the motel across the street, and meal money, so
you don't starve. If the bank gives you any trouble, have the manager
call me, and I'll verify that you can cash it. Now, off you go. I will
see if I have some female clothing for you at home. I'll bring it to you
at the motel tomorrow."
"I don't know how to thank you Mistress Nancy, but I promise to repay you
as soon as I straighten out my life."
"Oh, you will repay me, don't worry about that," Mistress Nancy just
smiled as I left.
I looked at the check, and it was for $500.00. I also noticed that it
was drawn on the same bank that held my accounts before I signed all
my inheritance over to Mistress Betty. I went to the bank and signed the
check in front of the teller. It felt strange signing Andrew Bannister
on the back of the check. I handed it to the teller.
"Do you have an account with us sir?"
"Well, I did, but I don't think it is active any longer."
She typed something into her computer, and asked for my identification.
She looked at it very carefully, and looked back at the computer screen.
"You're not sure if it's still open?"
"Well, I have been away, and my aunt has had control of the account." It
was all I could think to say in the situation. "Sir, you're account is
quite active."
She typed again into her computer, and counted out the money for me. It
was easy, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Could you please tell me the balance on the account?"
"Yes sir. Would you like me to write it down for you."
"That would be wonderful. I'm such an idiot when it comes to keeping
track of money."
It was obvious that Mistress Betty didn't close the account out
completely when I gave her power of attorney. I didn't know what the
minimum balance was to keep an account open, so I asked if I could just
close the account right there and then. I didn't want to lose even a
small amount of money, and I was sure that Mistress Betty would close the
account this morning.
"In order to close your account, you'll have to speak to the manager.
I'll get her for you."
"Thank you. You have been very helpful."
I was told to go into the office on the right. I went in and was greeted
by a strikingly beautiful woman who was dressed as sexy as business would
allow. I began to feel the rise in my pants, and didn't know if it was
because of her beauty, or the fact that I wanted to wear the outfit she
had on.
"Have a seat Mr. Bannister. I understand you wish to close out your
account with us. May I ask why?"
"Well, I realize that it is a very small account, and I thought it would
be better to incorporate it with an account I have in another state."
Another lie, but I really needed the money.
"That's fine Mr. Bannister. If you'll just sign the withdrawal slip, I'll
make the arrangements. Do you have any special way you'd like the money?"
"I'll just take the cash thank you."
"But Mr. Bannister, this is a branch. We don't have $842,000.00 in our
vault."
When I woke up, I was lying on a sofa, and the manager was asking if I
was all right. I tried to regain my composure. She was so close to me
that she just had to see the makeup on me.
"Did you say $842,000.00?"
"Yes sir. That's your balance."
"I don't understand. I was under the impression that withdrawals were
made on my account recently."
"No sir, only deposits. The only one authorized to make a withdrawal on
this account is you."
"But I gave my aunt the power to withdraw the money for me."
"Oh, you must mean Elizabeth Moore. If you did give her any
authorization, it was never filed with the bank. The only one who can
take money from your account is you."
"But when I left, there was only about $100,000.00 in the account."
"Yes sir, but she has deposited approximately $710,000.00 in the last 90
days. The rest of the balance is interest. She has done quite well with
your account."
I thought for a minute. I now had enough money to do whatever I wanted,
and where ever I wanted. I did some quick calculations, and figured I'd
need about $5,000.00 to buy a new wardrobe, and another $5,000.00 for
immediate expenses. Once I was able to dress again, I was sure that I
could make alot of money as a shemale model.
"I'll just take $10,000.00 in cash at the present time."
"Yes sir, let me go to the vault. I'll be right back with your money."
I had trouble containing my excitement. I was a wealthy young man, and I
was going to get a lot richer. The manager soon returned with a packet of
$100.00 bills, and counted out my money. I signed a new withdrawal slip,
and ripped up the old one.
"Thank you very much. You have no idea how happy you've made me today.
And bye the way, I just love your outfit. If I thought a beautiful woman
like you would be seen with me, I'd ask you to dinner."
"That is the sweetest thing I've ever heard. I would love to have dinner
with you. I'm sure most any girl would. Unfortunately, I'm a married
woman, and I don't think my husband would think you're as adorable as I
do."
"Yes, I can see your point." I got up, shook her hand, and walked out of
her office.
As I got to the door, something inside made me turn around. "There is
one more thing I would like to do. Do you have a transfer of authority
form available?"
I filled out the form giving a total of over $832,000.00 to Mistress
Betty.
"Could you please send notification to her as soon as possible?"
"Yes sir, we will do that before the close of business today. It should
take approximately seven to ten business days before she receives it."
I asked the manager to call a taxi for me, and I went shopping. I spent
the rest of the day putting a wardrobe together. When I finally got to
the hotel, I was exhausted. I ordered dinner and ate while I watched T.V.
It dawned on me that this was the first time in months that I was able to
dress, eat, and relax without being restrained.
I finally fell asleep and was awoke by a knock on the door. It was once
again bright sunshine, so I knew I had slept the night away. I answered
the door, and it was Mistress Nancy.
"Well, I see that you managed to piss away the money I let you borrow
yesterday."
I handed Mistress Nancy five brand new $100 bills.
"No, I didn't spend your money. I spent my money, and I still have over
$7,500.00 left to start a life on my own.
Mistress Betty did not take one cent of my inheritance. In fact, she
added several hundred thousand dollars to it from the profits from her
work with me."
"So, you are quite a wealthy young man, er woman then."
"No, not really. I signed all but the money I withdrew yesterday over to
her. After all, she was the one who marketed the photos and movies. I was
just the model."
Mistress Nancy just shook her head and asked if I was hungry. As soon as
I dressed, we went off to breakfast. During our coffee, Mistress Nancy
asked if I would be interested in attending a Domme/sub party on Saturday
night.
"I'm sure there will be some people there that will recognize you right
away. After all, you are quite famous in the community."
I thought about it for a second and agreed. It may be a good thing for me
to start to circulate, and who knows, now that Mistress Betty didn't want
me anymore, maybe I could meet another Domme to train me to serve her.
The rest of the week went by very quickly, and Mistress Nancy promised
to be at my hotel room early to bring me an outfit and do my makeup. I
didn't need help with the makeup, but I thought she was very sweet to
offer. When she arrived, I had taken my shower, and I was watching T.V.
in one of my new nighties. Mistress Betty came loaded down with bags.
She sat me on the bed, and touched up my makeup. Next she said that she
wanted to surprise me with my outfit for the evening. She gave me a
pair of black seamed silk stockings, a black corset with six garters on
each side.
I fastened the corset around my waiste, and glued a new set of boobs in
place. If there is one thing I learned in the last week, it was to never
put my falsies on without the adhesive. I was now ready for my surprise.
Mistress Nancy put a blindfold on me, and had me step into what she
described as my dress for the evening. As she slid it up my body, it was
very loose at the bottom, and very form fitting on the top.
I could feel that it was a full length dress as it touched the top of
my heels. She then pulled one arm behind my back and slid it into a
sheath. It didn't take me long to figure out that it was an armbinder.
I was starting to get hard, and excited at the same time. I was once
again being put in bondage, and I loved it. Mistress Betty made short
work of binding my arms. I was now at her mercy.
She put a posture collar on me, and fastened my wig to my head. She
clipped a chain to the collar and led me out of the room. As we drove
to the party, I remained blindfolded. Mistress Nancy told me that the
highlight of the evening was going to be a sissy slave auction for
charity. I was going to be sold to the highest bidder for the evening.
She also told me that she would bid whatever it took to be able to have
my tongue for herself for the evening.
We arrived at the party in a very short time. I was led out of the car
and into the house. As soon as we were inside, Mistress Betty pulled on a
zipper on the dress, and it was now a hobble dress. I could only take
very short steps, and slide my feet.
"We don't want you running off before I get my chance with you."
I had no plans to leave because I needed to have someone to dominate me,
if only for a few hours. It was only a short time before the slave
auction began. I was still blindfolded and Mistress Nancy added a gag
to complete my outfit.
As I stood there I could hear the bidding on some of the other slaves
that were being sold. The bidding went from $200.00 to a high bid for
one of the slaves of $1,500.00. I knew I was being held to the end
because I was going to be the star of the show. I was sure that every
domme there knew who I was. Finally I was led out into the room where
I was stood in front of the dommes. My collar was hooked to a chain
hanging from the ceiling, and I was totally helpless standing there. I
felt the zipper on my skirt being lifted which exposed my stockinged
legs.
"What am I offered for Andrea? As you know, she is the most sought
after she male slave in the country."
"Five dollars."
Even I began to chuckle through my gag. I was going to bring several
hundred dollars more than that. As I waited for the next bid, it didn't
come. Mistress Nancy was silent.
"Oh please ladies, slut Andrea is worth at least $2,000.00. Remember,
this is for charity." Not a word was spoken. "Going once, going twice,
sold for $5.00 to Mistress Betty."
I screamed with delight into my gag. The auctioneer then removed my
blindfold, and I was standing in the middle of her den. I began to cry. I
was never this happy.
Mistress Betty then spoke to Mistress Cissy. "Get this slut out of here.
Take her down to the basement, and get her into her chastity belt. When
I get down there, I want her spread eagled on the floor as tight as you
can make it. Get that gag off of her and put in a proper penis gag. And
be sure when you put the belt on her that you use the biggest butt plug
that we have for it."
As Mistress Cissy led me out by my neck chain, I turned to Mistress
Nancy, and she smiled and winked at me. I knew I had been set up tonight,
and I was in heaven. Mistress Betty was going to give me another chance.
Mistress Cissy took me to my cell and began to unstrap my armbinder.
"You're not going to give me any trouble, are you slut?"
"Oh no Mistress Cissy. I missed Mistress Betty and you so much. I will
even help you prepare me for whatever Mistress Betty has planned for me."
"That won't be necessary slut. I enjoy putting you in bondage. I love to
see the helpless look on your face when I'm through."
"Not tonight Mistress, I will be smiling all night. I have never been so
happy."
"I don't know why slut, but I have a feeling that Mistress Betty will
wipe the grin from your face before this is over. After my chastity
belt was put on and the huge butt plug was inserted, she attached wrist
and ankle cuffs, and secured my as tightly as she could on the floor.
She inserted the double penis gag in my mouth, and left me to wonder
what was next.
A short time later, everyone came to the dungeon to inspect Mistress
Cissy's work. As Mistress Betty entered the room, she had a wicked look
in her eye. She immediately spoke to everyone else that was there. I saw
several slaves in all types of bondage. All were either women subs, or
men dressed as women.
"I would like everyone's attention please. I have made a decision. Since
I have spent a great deal of money for what I wanted to be a very nice
wedding for this little slut, I have decided to proceed with the wedding.
I have to do this quickly before this pig loses all her value. The
wedding will be one week from today. It will be held here. I have made
several contacts, and everyone has agreed to be here. You all of course
are invited to attend, and several of you have agreed to take part in the
ceremony. All I need now is this worthless slut's approval. She doesn't
need to know who she will be marrying. That is solely my decision. Now,
she can either give her consent freely or I fully intend to beat her
until she does."
With that Mistress Cissy removed my gag. Again I was in shock. She was
actually going to sell me to some big fat perverted pig, who wants a
boytoy to play with.
"As soon as she says her vows, she will be legally owned by her mate for
the rest of her life. I can't tell you at this point where she will be
living, but I'm sure she will accept what I order. Well, Andrea, what is
your answer?"
I had just gone from total joy to total dejection in less than an hour.
"Yes Mistress, if it pleases you, I will marry and live with whomever you
choose."
I was being sold into slavery, and I had to agree with her. Everyone then
went upstairs, and I was left there to cry my eyes out.
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