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Sweet Sixteen Part 10 By Beverley Ann Miles "Alexandra, can you talk?" came the voice from the mobile. "Yeah, sure. Who is it?" It was Jeremy. It was now the beginning of March, and Alex had almost forgotten giving his favourite lingerie customer his number. "I was wondering if you were available to join me for an evening's entertainment, this Friday? I had in mind a meal, and a concert I'm attending; do you like classical music?" "I like some, but I don't know that much. I'm sure I'll enjoy it though." They arranged that Jeremy would pick up Alex after work--posh frock please, so they could go straight to the restaurant. From the restaurant they would go back to Jeremy's house so they could both change for the concert--it was a black tie affair. Alex wasn't to worry about clothes, as Jeremy would provide something suitable, borrowed from his 'niece'. "What time does the concert finish?" asked Alex. "Oh, at a reasonable time. But we will be going on afterwards, as you did want to meet again, didn't you my dear?" "Oh yes!" Yes definitely. Alex remembered Jeremy's delectable cock. ***** Alex exited the store, clad in a long-line grey strappy dress and heels, covered by a long coat. Underneath he wore a basque and panties. He hoped Jeremy would approve of his choice. Jeremy stepped out of the back of a large chauffeur-driven car, took Alex's hand, kissed him on the cheek, then guided him into the back seat. It was early, so the restaurant was quiet, although the food was excellent. "Don't eat too much my dear." commented Jeremy discretely "I'm sure you'll want to be comfortable in the corset you will be wearing later, and anyway, I'm positive you'll get the chance to fill your mouth again!" Alex laughed, and reached across to feel the lump in Jeremy's trousers-- not too hard yet. After the meal, the car picked them up and took them to a large house on the edge of town. Getting out of the car, they walked towards the front door, to have it opened before they got there. Inside, a maid held the door open, and closed it behind them. Jeremy introduced them. "Alex, this is Carmen. She is the niece that I mentioned. She acts as my maid most of the time. Please go with her, so that she can help you change into suitable clothing for the concert." Alex looked at Carmen. Outwardly 'she' was totally female, clad in a conventional maid's outfit--not one of the fantasy types that Daniel was getting for him. However, they were almost exactly the same size--as Jeremy had intimated, although she was dark-haired to his blond. He followed 'her', up the stairs, and into a large bedroom. Alex started to ask questions, but Carmen merely shook her head, and held her fingers to her lips--she wasn't going to answer Alex. Sign language was more than sufficient. There were two identical sets of clothes in the room, and once they had both stripped off, Alex saw that Carmen was indeed a boy, although she did have her own breasts, probably implants. Alex wondered where he could get some, and resolved to ask Jeremy. First there were the corsets. These were slightly different, as Alex's had to support his breast fillers, whilst Carmen's stopped lower down, leaving 'her' assets fully exposed. Both were of cream satin, with six suspenders, and no shoulder straps. Once they were loosely on, they helped each other put on sheer black stockings, and ankle boots with five-inch heels. The boots featured metal loops on the inside of the ankles--Alex couldn't work out why. Then Carmen showed Alex the lacing bar. It was like a trapeze bar fixed to the ceiling near the edge of the room, the height being adjustable by pulleys and a cleat on the wall. Carmen indicated that Alex should take hold of the bar. Then she pulled the rope, and raised the height of the bar so that Alex was on tiptoe. Carmen then proceeded to tighten up the corset. Once it was tight, Carmen adjusted the lacing bar, pulling it higher, and the vertical stretching of Alex's body made the corset feel loose again, so Carmen went back to the lacing. Then they changed places. Alex was sure that Carmen's corset went tighter than his, although this could be because she had had more practice. Alex was confused, as there were no panties, or thongs, and he asked Carmen about it. She held up two small items. They were small squares made of soft black leather, and featured lacing holes up two opposite sides--and looked like tiny corsets. They also had a metal ring at one end--similar to the ones on the ankle boots. Then Carmen knelt in front of Alex, and took his cock in hand, and placed it in her mouth. She sucked it until it stiffened, then wrapped the leather square around the shaft, and tightened it up--exactly like a corset. The tighter it was laced, the more rigid his cock became--but the tightness also precluded Alex climaxing. Finally his penis was tightly corseted, with the exposed knob bulbously swelling out of the top and the metal ring hanging from the underside. Carmen stood up, and handed Alex the other penile corset, and indicated her own member.Alex repeated Carmen's actions, enjoying the stiffening process, and then lacing the leather in place. Once in place, Carmen helped Alex stand up, and picked up a chain from the table. The chain was actually two pieces; a short length, about a foot long, with loops at either end, was joined at its centre to one end of another, longer chain. Again she knelt in front of Alex, and using some small padlocks, attached the shorter chain to the loops on his ankle boots. Alex noticed that with the padlocks in place, the boots could not be undone. He was shackled, and could not see any keys, so began to complain. Carmen looked up at him, smiling, and put her finger to her lips again. Then pointed at the table. There was a set of chains and padlocks for her there. Then, she reached up, and attached the longer chain to the ring on the penile corset. The weight of the chain pulled Alex's cock down, but even so, the long chain held the ankle link clear of the floor when he moved. Taking very short steps, due to the shackles and the five-inch heels--but trying not to hobble, Alex walked to the table, and picked up the chains and padlocks. Getting to his knees was difficult with the shackles on, but Carmen helped him, then he padlocked her securly as well. The next stage of dressing was a voluminous long underskirt, which was pulled on over the head and tied into place around the waist. Once in place, their chains and controlled erections were totally concealed, and so they turned to the dresses. They were in cream satin, with bare shoulders, but long sleeves and tight bodices, before ballooning into massive floor-length skirts at the hips--Victorian-style ball gowns. Again getting into them was a two-person job, but afterwards they stood side-by-side, and stared at themselves in the mirror. Finally, they put on long, heavy dark cloaks with hoods, and left the room to return to the entrance hall. Jeremy was waiting for them, similarly attired in Victorian waistcoat and tails, with a medium length cape over the top. He even had a top hat. "Alex, Carmen, you both look wonderful. Now there is just one extra item that I'd like you to wear, at least whilst we are in public!" He indicated two identical masks on the table beside him. They were gold coloured, and featured a serenely beautiful female face, half smiling, with the lips slightly apart. "Once you wear these, only your hair will tell you apart." He handed them the masks. Carmen immediately took hers and put it to her face. There were no straps, but it stayed in place. Alex, confused, turned the mask over. The inside was plain, with just the eye and nostril holes, but where the mouth should be, there was a rounded protuberance. He looked closely at it, and realised that it was shaped like the knob and beginning of the shaft of a cock--so it was obvious what he had to do. He lifted the mask to his face, and opened his mouth to take in the knob. It fitted nicely into his mouth--not to big--and closed his lips around the shaft. The mask stayed in place, and he could see and breathe OK. But he was obviously gagged, and the thought of going out in public like this was incredibly erotic. "As I said, you will keep these on unless I say otherwise. You will not take them off because you will not need to speak, merely nod or shake your head. Do you understand my dear?" he said looking at Alex. Carmen obviously knew what was expected, but Alex nodded. "Very well then, we shall go." He took each by an arm, and led them out to the car. The 'ladies' got into the back, careful manoeuvring required with the shackles and heels, as well as the volume of the heavy skirts. The loss of peripheral vision caused by the mask did not help. Jeremy got into the front, next to the driver. In the car he let them take of the masks. "The, er, gag is based on a real model" he confided to them. Alex thought he had recognised the shape and size! After an hour's drive, they arrived at the hall. Masks back on, the driver and Jeremy helped them out of the car, and onto a red carpet! Again, Jeremy took their arms, one on either side, and guided them into the building. In the foyer, he was greeted by the manager, and various important-looking people. Alex didn't understand what was going on, and Jeremy did not explain, or explain the presence of the two masked ladies he had with him to anyone who asked. He then led them up to a lift, and they ascended to the first circle, where he led them to a box, at the front left of the circle. There was a screen shielding them from the audience, and two chairs. He bade them sit down, and take off their masks. "OK." said Alex. "I'm a bit confused here. What was going on down there, and why are there only two chairs?" Jeremy smiled. "The answers to both your questions will become clear as soon as the concert starts. I will not be with you until after the encore. Please lock the door and remove the key after I have gone. I have my own key" he held it up "So can let myself in. I'll see you both later" With that he vanished, leaving a bemused Alex, and a quietly smiling Carmen. Of course it all became clear, as Jeremy was conducting the orchestra! Alex enjoyed it immensely, as did Carmen, and the time seemed to fly by. Eventually, about ten minutes after the last encore, they heard the key in the lock. Before Jeremy had opened the door, they had both donned their masks--Alex found it quite comforting now. Jeremy smiled at them. "Well, did you enjoy that?" They both nodded. "Good. Now to the main event of the evening, the education of a maiden!" He led them out of the box, and back to the elevator, where they went down, and down. Alex was sure that they hadn't gone up that far. They hadn't. Jeremy lead them out into a plain brick corridor, with bare light bulbs hanging from the ceiling--they were somewhere under the concert hall. At the end of the corridor, he produced a key, and let them into a darkened room. The door was of thick steel plate, and Alex heard it shut with a clang, then the click of the lock, before the lights were turned on. It was a large room, powerfully lit by spotlights facing inwards from each of the four corners. At one end, there was a low, carpeted dais, bearing a large wooden chair, high backed, with low arms. Elsewhere, there was an old iron bed frame, with just a mattress, but no sheets, blankets or pillows, a table with boxes, two dress mannequins, what looked like a corset bar. Other objects were hidden in the gloom along the walls. "You may take off your masks, ladies." said Jeremy, now from the commanding position of the chair. "And then help each other out of those wonderful but oh-so-delicate dresses." They put their masks on the tables, then took off the cloaks, long dresses and long underskirts, until they were just in their corsets, stockings and heels. Alex admired himself in a long freestanding mirror, then looked to Jeremy. He was sprawled in the chair, wearing just his shirt, open, and what looked like a pair of trousers with the front panel removed: his genitalia were on full display. "Oh yes girls, I do so approve of your outfits." he applauded "But I feel something is missing." He walked over to the table, and beckoned them over. Once there, he fitted each of them with lockable leather bracelets, and a leather collar. A chain, about two feet long, was attached to one bracelet with a small padlock; this was then fed through a ring in the front of the collar, and finally locked to the other bracelet. Now, both of them were restricted to holding their elbows bent, hands up by their shoulders. "From now on, if you need to speak, you may only refer to me as 'Conductor' or 'Sir'. Is that understood?" "Yes, Conductor," they both chorused. Alex heard Carmen's voice for the first time; it was accented, and sultry--he though of Spain. Jeremy led them back to the chair, and helped them to kneel, side by side, on the dais in front of it. He sat down in the chair, legs splayed wide apart, and reached down to his side. His hand came back up holding his conductors baton, which he displayed to them. "This, my dears, is a very versatile tool. With it I will conduct the opening movement. Play close attention. I will indicate each of you by touching you on either the forehead or neck, and I will then touch a portion of my own baton." At which point he indicated his upstanding member. "Now, if I touch you on the forehead, you will lick the part of the member I indicate, if I touch you on the neck, you will suck it. Is that understood?" They both nodded. He reached forward between them and quickly struck each of them on the exposed buttocks with the baton. It stung, but they both got the message. "Yes, Conductor!" "I see you both learn quickly. Now, if I think either of you are not doing sufficiently well, then I will remind you." He swished the baton like a cane. "Yes, Conductor." "Now to start." He sat back, and widened his legs, then indicated that Alex should lick his left testicle, whilst Carmen should lick his right. They both leant forward, supporting themselves on the edge of the seat, and cheek-to-cheek they extended their tongues together, and began to lick their respective part of his hairy ball sack. After a few minutes Alex felt the baton on his forehead, then saw that Jeremy indicated the length of the shaft as far up as the base of the knob. He changed his position; whilst now below him, Carmen was instructed to suck his balls. After five minutes or so, the shaft was gleaming wet, and Jeremy redirected both of them to start licking the swollen knob. They had to take turns, but they soon had a good rhythm going. He soon got Alex to suck his balls again, and started Carmen on sucking the knob and shaft. They carried on for ages, Jeremy moving them about his member. Alex was enjoying it, and did not begrudge sharing the wonderful cock with Carmen. Seeing her lick and suck a cock at such close range was very erotic, especially as he knew he must look similarly erotic. Eventually, Jeremy announced "Thank you, Carmen. You may withdraw. You get lots of chances at this, but Alex is new to the game, so we'll give her a free run!" With that he indicated that Alex should suck his knob and shaft. Needing no urging, Alex leant over, mouth wide, and descended upon the rigid rod, taking it in until his mouth was comfortably full.But it obviously was not enough for Jeremy, as Alex felt a stinging stroke across his left buttock. "Concentrate, my dear, I'm sure you can take more than that!" commanded the conductor. Alex leant further, sliding his lips further down the shaft. He could feel the knob filling the back of his mouth and was beginning to gag, when he received another stroke, this time on his right buttock. Now he lifted himself up on his hands, and tilted his head as far forward as he could, then started to swallow. Jeremy's penis edged into the top of his throat, and finding its way unobstructed, continued to slide down. It stopped, lodged deep. 'My God' he thought 'now I know what sword swallowing is like!' He felt completely full of cock, and wondered what next. He soon found out. Jeremy must have laid down the baton, as he felt both his hands take hold of his head, and hold it steady. Then slowly, he began to twitch his member, infinitesimally fucking Alex's throat. After a few minutes the hold on his head changed, and the cock withdrew from Alex's throat, to merely occupy his mouth. Now his head was violently thrust back and forth, nodding on his neck; Alex gripped the shaft with his lips and sucked. This went on for some time, but eventually Jeremy's penis erupted, rapidly filling Alex's mouth with warm, sticky cum. Alex tried to swallow it, but Jeremy's hands had not ceased their grip, and the cock was still plunging in and out of his mouth, causing semen to be pumped out between his lips and the shaft, splattering Jeremy's lower regions. Finally, when he had stopped spending, and was beginning to subside, Jeremy released Alex's head. Alex collapsed back onto his heels, and concentrated on cleaning the inside of his mouth as well as he could. He realised he was finding he was really looking forward to those times when someone else took control. "Excellent, my dear. Did you enjoy that?" asked Jeremy, whilst wiping himself clean. "Oh yes, Conductor." "Good. Now I think it's time that you and Carmen got to know each other a bit better." He stood up, and then helped both of them to their feet. They were led over to the table, and there Jeremy knelt down in front of them, and removed their leg chains and penile corsets. Then he led them over to the bed, and arranged them on the bare mattress--they were both on their sides, facing each other's groin. "Now girls, just do what comes naturally," he instructed. Alex had a cock in front of his face, so he only had one option--he tipped his head and captured the cock with his mouth. It was quite small, but stiffened rapidly once he began sucking. He sensed warm, wet suction on his own member. It was a deeply erotic but very confusing sensation, as Alex was not sure what to concentrate on--his own cock or the one in his mouth. However, after a while they synchronised, matching each other's movements, so that when Alex thrust his cock into Carmen's mouth, he felt his own mouth invaded. This heightened the sensations, reinforcing the pleasure, and it wasn't long before they both climaxed. Afterwards, they both retained the shrinking shafts within their mouths for as long as they could. "Very good. I hope you both enjoyed that, as it's given me time to recover!" With that, Jeremy ordered them off the bed and back to the table, where he unlocked their wrist/neck chains, and removed their collars, and then instructed Carmen to help Alex out of his corset. Waiting for him to change into was the black long-line corset and boudoir boots that Alex had tried on for Jeremy before Valentine's Day. Carmen helped him into the loose corset, and when the front catches were secure, attached all of the eight suspenders to his stockings. Then she helped him into the boots with their ridiculously high heels and laced them tight. Unlike the storeroom, there was nothing here to hold onto and balance, so both Jeremy and Carmen assisted him over to the lacing bar. Once there, he grabbed on with relief, whilst Carmen went over to the wall, and pulled the bar up until it was at head height. At this point, Jeremy reached over, and rechained Alex's bracelets together, running the chain over the bar. Then Jeremy went over to the wall, and proceeded to pull the bar up to its full height. Alex was already on tiptoes--the boots gave him no option--but the bar was pulled sufficiently high that he was almost hanging from it, and he couldn't let go because of the chain. Then both Carmen and Jeremy disappeared from Alex's line of sight, and he began to feel the corset being tightened. First, it was just the laces being pulled through to take up the slack, but then the pressure began to increase, and his ribs, waist, and hips were gripped by the tightening material. It continued until he thought he could feel each reinforcing strip and the edges digging in. Breathing was difficult--quick shallow breaths were now required, and his body felt rigidly immobile. The corset encased him from his breasts to groin level at the front, and his own re-swollen member was trapped tightly against his stomach. However, the lacing at the back left a neat two-inch gap between the halves of the corset, and the cleavage between his buttocks was totally exposed. Alex felt fingers tracing the edges of the corset, stroking his accessible skin. "Just perfect." said Jeremy behind him "Better than I remembered. Now, just a few extras, and we'll let you down." He heard footsteps, then Jeremy appeared in front of him. He was holding what looked like the head of a shop window mannequin; rigid flesh coloured plastic in a fixed expression, made up and with a long wavy blonde wig. He held it so Alex could see it, then held it in profile, and lifted the hairpiece out of the way, to reveal that the head opened up. The join ran over the skull and down behind the ears and jaw, hidden by the wig, and hinged on the left side. Inside it was hollow, with some foam padding, and almost inevitably, a penis shaped gag. Jeremy held out the face piece to wards Alex, and instructed him to "Open wide!". The large rounded knob filled his mouth completely, reminding Alex of Daniel, and then the back was closed around his head. With a click, Alex was locked in. He could just see out--the pupils of the mask were holes, and he could breathe through his nose, but his mouth felt impossibly full, and closing the mask had forced the gag further in. The neck closed tightly around his own neck--he could turn his head from side to side, but nodding was impossible. Jeremy then refitted the leather collar around Alex's neck, this time arranging it with the chain ring at the back--the collar neatly hid the joint between the mask and real flesh--then he pulled the wig back down into place, to cascade over Alex's shoulders. He walked round to the front--where he knew Alex could see him - and pulled with him the long mirror, so Alex could see himself. Then he got Carmen to lower the tying bar to head height, so he could unlock Alex's wrists. This was not the end, though. Carmen came over and helped Alex to balance as Jeremy pulled Alex's arms round behind his back, then reattached the chain to one wrist, fed it through the loop in the back of the collar, and locked it to the other wrist. Alex looked at himself--with his arms pulled back out of sight, he looked exactly like one of the models that had been used in the corsetry display, not so long ago. He looked incredible, and felt totally helpless. He could just about stand up unaided, but walking would be almost impossible--if he fell he could not catch himself. In fact the only place he had any freedom of movement was his knees. Jeremy came to stand in front of him, and it was obvious that he was excited by the possibilities as well, as he slowly stoked his enormously long member. Alex knew that he could have no control over what was about to happen, and he did not care. Carmen and Jeremy took Alex by the elbows, and then helped him hobble over to the bed, where leaning against the bedstead was a wooden 'X' shaped frame, with two short padded pegs sticking out of the upper arms of the X. They walked him up to the frame, then laid him against it--the pegs fitted under his arms, and neatly supported him. His waist was tightly tied to the cross of the X, and his legs were spread--as far as the corset would let him, and his ankles tied to the lower limbs of the X. Now completely immobilised, all he could do was watch, listen and feel. At least he had a good view along the length of the mattress. Carmen got up onto the bed, and arranged herself across the mattress on her hands and knees. Her head lined up with one side of the bed, and her arse with the other. Jeremy came round, and stood in front of Carmen, who immediately opened her mouth, and took in his rigid cock. For a few minutes, she sucked and licked the member, until it shone with her saliva, and then she pulled back, and nodded to Jeremy. Then she turned her head to smile at Alex. Meanwhile, Jeremy walked around the far end of the bed, until he was behind Carmen. He placed hands on her buttocks, and guided her bottom back until her arse cheeks concealed his glistening knob. He moved his hands to grab her hips, and brutally thrust his own pelvis forward; the extensive length of his cock slowly disappeared from sight, into the crack of Carmen's arse. Carmen cried out--but not in pain--then let her head hang down between her shoulders, her long loose hair concealing her face. Jeremy's groin was tight against Carmen's buttocks, but then he began to ease back out. He gave a few deep slow thrusts, but then withdrew fully. Alex looked on in horrified fascination... he knew what was coming next. Carmen looked up, then crawled up the mattress to Alex. She got up on her knees, and took Alex's encased head in her hands, and looked him straight in the eyes. Then she put her mouth to his ear, and whispered, "Just relax. If you relax the pain will go, and it will be wonderful!" Then Alex felt Jeremy's hands on his arse, his thumbs in the crack spreading his buttocks, and the rounded end of his cock pushed up against his anus. The pressure on his back door increased, and slowly, Alex sensed his sphincter open, stretching around irresistible force of the invading knob. It began to hurt--like he'd been kicked. Carmen placed her arm's around his shoulders, and with her head beside his, repeated "Relax, relax." Alex tried to relax and then, in desperation, tried to push out. But this had the opposite effect, because by pushing, he opened his sphincter, and Jeremy's cock penetrated further. "Oh yes!" groaned Jeremy "That's better. Well done, I'm in now." Alex could feel that the stretching had stopped, but the pain remained. Then Jeremy began to push again, and this time there was no resistance as slowly and steadily, his shaft slid up Alex's back passage. Eventually--unbelievably--Alex felt wiry pubic hair tickling his buttocks... Jeremy was all the way in! They all sighed, and Alex relaxed a bit. As he did so, the pain subsided slightly again. Jeremy kept his cock still--just filling Alex up, and he slowly felt the relaxation and acceptance of his intruder. Very slowly, he withdrew, and then pushed back in--no resistance--so he did it again, slightly faster. Soon, he was pumping several inches of thick flesh back and forth up Alex's anus, and beginning to enjoy the sensation--as, much to his own amazement, was Alex. Jeremy moved his hands up to grasp Alex's tightly pulled-in waist, and increased his stroke, fucking Alex's virgin arsehole with extreme pleasure. Alex would have cried out with every invasion--but the gag reduced it to a nasal grunt. On hearing this, Carmen pulled back, so he could see her smiling face "See, I tell you it would get better, eh?" He couldn't respond, but he now knew that his anus welcomed every penetration, and that his insides felt like they were melting with joy. He thought he could feel every inch of cock inside him, and he now tried to hold it in when it withdrew, his anal ring gripping the shaft. This had the effect of milking Jeremy's member, and he could not resist that for long. With one massive shove, the conductor forced the entire length in, until his balls were snug between Alex's buttocks, and held it there as the throbbing shaft injected its load. Alex felt the pulsing, and then the cock subsiding, and being involuntarily forced out, to leave a warm sticky smear between his buttocks. Carmen reached up, and took off the collar and wrist chains. Then she helped him remove the mask, so at last he could move. It felt weird to have an empty mouth, and to move his jaw was almost heaven. At the same time Jeremy was untying him from the frame, then they both released him from the corset and boots. Alex sat on the mattress, naked, stiff and sore, whilst semen trickled out of his still loose arsehole. Whilst he relaxed, Jeremy helped Carmen get dressed again, but when it came to Alex, he merely wrapped him in the cloak, and pulled the hood up. "We'll take you back to my place, clean you up and get you home." said Jeremy in a matter of fact kind of way. Alex remained silent, mentally reliving the experiences. (To be Continued)