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Maggie's Perfect Plan
Part 14 - The Conclusion
By Eve Smith
I sat quietly in the back of the car as Sadie drove me to Luke's house.
I was dressed in the clothes that had been Shane's sisters. Martin had
worn the same skirt and boots willingly for most of the previous week.
In fact I was even wearing the panties and tights that he had worn and
they were damp and stained with his cum.
Sadie sang along to the music on the radio oblivious to me in the back.
I so hoped that Luke had managed to find some dirt on Maggie or her
sister, in fact I was desperate, the last week had been hell. Now that
I was all female the girls had become worse if that was possible. As I
had suffered the on-going humiliation the only thing that had kept me
going was the thought that soon the tables would be turned. If Luke had
got the information soon it would Emily that was on her knees. I smiled
to myself and found that I was getting hot between my legs. The thought
of having her at my mercy made me feel so good.
I looked out of the window and recognised the road and as the car
stopped I saw the house that was the home of Luke, the person that
could be my saviour and was my willing slave. We got out of the car and
as I looked at the windows I saw the curtains twitch. Luke was watching
and would be eagerly making his way to the front door. As if
anticipating my thoughts the door opened and he stood there waiting. I
looked down not wanting to make eye contact to early. He greeted Sadie
and then me, his tone sharp and businesslike. He invited us in and I
was so glad when Sadie said that she would have to come back later to
pick me up. I tried to look shocked and hurt and she appeared
convinced. We stood at the door as she walked to her car got in it and
drove away. I looked at Luke dressed in casual trousers and open necked
shirt. He had shaved and looked far more presentable then on our first
meeting. He closed the door and I spoke to him wanting to know what he
had in the way of new.
He smiled and invited me into the lounge and offered me a seat. It was
a huge leather chair, I sat and he kneeled in front of me.
'Mistress I have great news, Maggie has plenty of secrets the least
being already married and her husband is in prison'. That made me smile
but not as much as the next the next gem that he spoke. 'He is there
because she set him up with a drug deal, he doesn't know were she is,
if he did he would have her killed'. He went on to explain that she had
an affair with one of her husband's crooked friends and he found out
about it. He had the friend killed but before he could get at her she
went to the police and let them know about his dealing and gave them
the evidence to lock him away for 20 years. He showed me her original
marriage certificate and also some papers that would prove that she
betrayed her husband. My smile was so broad; I had her, now she was
going to be the one trapped. Luke was looking up at me so submissively.
At that moment I could have kissed him, a thought that must have come
from my feminised mind. Instead I ordered him to lick my boots and my
slave willingly lowered his head and started to tongue clean the boots
that a few days ago Martin had made me clean in the same way. I watched
his head moving and could feel his tongue through the plastic as he
licked them greedily. I asked him if there was anything else that he
wanted me to do. 'Please Mistress, may I be so bold as to ask you if
you would put on the outfit you wore last time you were here'. I smiled
remembering sitting in the basement, him licking up the thigh length
boots and then up my leg and into my sex. My panties were becoming wet
thinking about it, my moisture soaking into the gusset of them. I
nodded and he stood and went and got the PVC dress and thigh length
boots. The boots were different, they were flat rather than heeled. He
looked at me and told me that he saw that I was struggling in the heels
so he got the flat boots for me. He looked a little uncertain but I
smiled and said, 'Thank you slave, as a reward you will lick my boots
and be allowed to lick my pussy and arse'. He looked delighted and
dropped to his knees kissing my booted feet and thanking me.
He helped me undressed and then I stood as he put the dress and then
the boots on me. I again sat on the chair. I told him to strip which he
did without question. Naked he stood before me and I could see that he
penis was hard. I ordered him to put on my panties, he blushed but his
erection grew even stronger as he pulled them up his legs and slid them
into place. They were tight on him and the end of his penis stuck out
of the top. I giggled and said, 'We will have to get you your own
panties that actually fit'. He smiled in an embarrassed way. I pointed
to the floor in front of me and he knelt down. I cross my legs, the PVC
of the dress and the boots creaking as I did. I watched intently as his
tongue ran up and down them. He was totally submissive to me, he was my
slave and again I felt the feeling between my legs, the tingling, the
moistness as he willingly humiliated him self before me. I closed my
eyes and pictured Emily in the same position. She would not be willing
and that would make the satisfaction for me so much better. His tongue
reached the top of my right boot. I opened my eyes and lifted my legs
over his shoulders and slid forward in the chair so that my bottom was
right in his face. 'Lick' I commanded and without hesitation his tongue
ran into the crack of my arse, licking up from the bottom and then
lowering his head and repeating this over and over again. 'Now my
pussy' I said. Again without question his tongue licked me, licked into
me and almost immediately made me cum. My head span as over and over
his tongue made me orgasm until at last I pushed him away. He lay on
the floor his face covered in my juices. I slipped off the chair and
lay beside him. My hand ran over the partially panty clad penis it was
so hard. I wanted it but was scared. I gripped it and started to
masturbate him. He moaned as I speeded up my action and watched as he
spurted so much cum over my hand and arm. He was panting and then said,
'I am sorry Mistress, I should not have let you soil your hands on my
pathetic cock'. I smiled at him and then rubbed the sticky mess onto my
boot. 'You can lick it off my boot slave' I said very calmly. He
immediately moved and licked his jism from the PVC surface. He finished
and I resumed my position in the chair with him kneeling at my feet. We
spoke, me in command, he submissively about what the future could
bring. He promised that if I was to move in with him after things were
sorted with Maggie he would serve me obediently. I said that I would
consider it. He asked me what it had been like to be trapped and force
feminised so that now I was a more than convincing girl. I told him the
story from the beginning to the end, concluding at having to go the
school as a girl. His mouth dropped open and said that he was so sorry
that he could not get the information earlier. I asked him if he had
always been submissive. He nodded and said that until he had me tied,
hanging by my wrists and I had urinated on him as he took pictures
under me he had kept it to himself, always pretending to be the
dominator rather than the submissive. 'When I had you tied helpless and
you pissed on me, I got up and was going to give you a real thrashing,
then I saw your smiling face and knew that even bound as you were you
were still superior to me'. I smiled and said 'I did notice that you
had a rather large bulge in your trousers as you stood there with my
pee dripping off you'. He blushed. 'Have you ever been tied up' I said
to him. He shook his head but I could see the mention of it had an
affect on him. 'Would you like to tied up'? I said. He nodded. I stood
and told him to lead me down to the room that last time he took me. We
entered the room and I looked around. I went to a rack that held lots
of fetish clothing and looked through it. Catsuits, skirts, dresses,
jeans all made of PVC, rubber and leather made a swishing sound as I
browsed through them. I found a dress made of PVC, longer than the one
that I was wearing and in a size that would fit a large adult. I pulled
it from the rack, 'Put this on slave or should I say maid'. He looked
puzzled and slightly worried but stood into the dress and pulled it up
over his body slipping his arms into the long sleeves. Once it was on I
zipped it up and told him to turn around. I smiled as I saw him, he
blushed in embarrassment but stood obediently as I walked around him.
'So how does my sissy maid feel in her new uniform' I said not really
knowing how he would react to this. 'I am good Mistress, I will be a
good sissy maid and always serve you'. I pointed to an St Andrews cross
that was attached to the wall and told him to go and stand by it. He
obeyed. I had to get a chair to stand on to secure his wrists to the
cross members with the straps that were already attached to it. Then I
spread his feet and used more straps to bind them. I stood back and
looked at him. He was now helpless. I walked to him and put my hand up
his dress and felt that he was once again rock hard. Again I looked
around the room and found what I knew had to be there, a male chastity
belt. It was a steel tube that was attached to a thin steel belt, with
other steel wires that went under the wearer and secured at the back of
the belt. Once locked on it needed a key to released the unfortunate
person locked into it. I returned to him carrying it. Again I felt
under his dress and grasped his rock solid penis. I dropped to my knees
and took it in my mouth. I sucked hard, his groans sounding so loud as
I brought him closer and closer until he exploded a stream of his cum
into my mouth. I kept sucking and swallowing until he was done and his
cock had become flaccid. In seconds I had the chastity belt secured
onto him, locked into place the only key in my hand. 'So sissy maid did
you like that'. He nodded. 'From now on you will cum when I say so and
only then, do you hear'. Luke nodded happy to obey his Mistress. I
looked at him secured there, helpless and then moved over and sat on a
chair and spoke to him.
'So as you are now my maid, Luke will be no good as a name will it'.
'No Mistress'.
'I think that you will make a good Lucinda, yes, from now on you are
Lucinda, now tell me what is your name'.
'My name is Lucinda Mistress'.
'And what are you Lucinda'.
'I am your sissy maid Mistress'.
I smiled at him and then walked to the door, opened it and left the
room. I went back upstairs removed the dress and boots that I was
wearing and put the clothes on that I had arrived in minus the panties
which Lucinda was still wearing. I sat at a bureau and wrote out a list
of items that I wanted Lucinda to get, knowing that she would find the
list when I had gone. I returned to the basement and released him
saying that Sadie would be back soon. He loathingly removed his
dressed, I knew that when I was gone he would come down and put it on
again, and then followed me upstairs. He dressed in his normal clothes
and we waited for Sadie to arrive. I had the name of Maggie's husband
and the name of the man that had been killed because of their liaison.
I also had the name of the prison that her husband was interred in. As
we waited I told Lucinda that he was to write the address of my house
down with a letter saying that Maggie was living there and address it
to her husband at the prison. He was to give this to his solicitor and
unless he heard from me by the following Wednesday he was to delivery
it to the prison personally. I knew that Lucinda would do as I wanted.
Sadie arrived and after a short greeting I was back in the car being
transported back to my land of submission. But it would not be long. I
had to speak to Maggie on her own and once she realised what I could
do, they were mine, no more the subject of humiliation but now I would
be the one with the power.
The car stopped to allow me out. Sadie smiled sarcastically and said
'I'm sure that you don't need me to take you to the door'. I looked at
her and nodded and walked up to the portal and rang the bell. This was
my house yet I had to ring the bell to gain access. That would soon
change. Maggie opened the door smiling. 'I'm glad your back Lucy, the
others are out and I want you to clear up before they come home'. I
looked at her and nodded and followed her into the house knowing that
this was the ideal opportunity to speak to her. She went into the
lounge and I followed her. 'Don't stand there you stupid girl, get on
with your work' she demanded. The smile on my face seemed to aggravate
her and she swore at me. From my pocket I pulled out the papers and
handed them to her. She took them and realised immediately the
implications of them. Her stare was that of a person who had seen a
ghost.
'What does this mean' she said.
'It means that your days in charge of me are over' I replied. She
looked shocked.
'Maggie you are the one that is now trapped, the original copies of
those papers are in a safe place and if anything happens to me they
will be delivered to your husband, and you know what that means'. She
nodded and I saw a tear in her eye. For a moment I felt sorry for her
but then I thought of what had been done to me because of her.
I sharply told her to stand and I took her seat on the chair. 'Kneel
Maggie' I demanded. She did not disobey me and I looked down at her.
'From now on things will change, I am in charge and you and your
disgusting daughter are the ones that will be kneeling as will your
sister and her offspring'. As I finished saying this the front door
opened and I heard the sound of Marie, Emily, Britany and Kylie enter
the house. In seconds they were in the lounge standing open mouthed at
what they saw.
'Explain to them what is happening' I said to Maggie, my tone stern and
serious. She explained to them leaving out some of the detail but
detailing that the balance of power had changed.
I looked at Emily with a smile on my face and said, 'Kneel down in
front of me'. A look of thunder crossed her face.
'I will not' she screamed.
'Do as you are told' Maggie said fearing for her safety.
'No I won't' her daughter screamed and went to run out of the room.
Marie realising the seriousness of the situation grabbed her and held
her tight.
I stood and walked to them and had to leap aside to avoid her kicking
out at me.
'I looks like she needs to be taught a lesson' I said from a safe
distance and then continued, 'get her upstairs and strip her'.
Assisted by Britany and Kylie Maggie forced the screaming girl up the
stairs and into my bedroom.
'Get the sleep suit from the cupboard' I ordered to Kylie who complied
without question. Marie and Britany had stripped the girl who knew what
was going to be done and was now pleading for mercy. I watched laughing
as they forced her naked body into the sleep suit that so often I had
been incarcerated in. She struggled but they got her into it and forced
her arms into the loops and then zipped up the suit trapping her. From
the cupboard I got the pop hood and walked to her. She was crying and
pleading. I ignored her and bent down and pulled the tight fitting
latex hood over her head finishing it by pushing the hoods lips over
her. I knew the disgust and repulsion that she would be feeling as the
sweaty smelly thing clung to her face, the sweat and spit of me as well
as the others that had worn it mingling with hers. Her pleading now
came out in a garble as she was lifted on to the bed and her ankles
secured together.
'So Emily how does it feel to be trapped in that sweaty suit and hood'.
Her response was not really decipherable.
I laughed and said 'I think you said that you like, oh that is good
because you are going to spend the rest of the night in there and
unless you tell me tomorrow that you want to be my slave you will be
put back into it and the next time you will be wearing a nappy'. Emily
thrashed around wildly but I knew from experience that she was trapped,
secured into the horrible garment, helpless, with her mouth and nose
full of the odours of the hood.
She had made me into a female and I was acting like the only females
that I had ever really known. My new position of power made me feel
good and now I was going to make my former persecutors suffer as I had
done. We left the room leaving Emily to lay on the bed sweating and
helpless. I sent all of the rest with the exception of Marie down
stairs and told them to stand in the kitchen and wait for me.
I took Marie into her bedroom and told her to lie on the bed. Using
belts I tied her spread-eagled to the bed. She did not resist. Marie
was aware of the hold that I now had over them and knew that she as
much as Maggie would suffer at the hands of her sister's husband. I
removed my boots and tights and clambered onto the bed. Marie looked
frightened as I sat astride her.
'How things change Marie, now it's your turn to lick my pussy and arse
and like you I haven't had a wash so the taste and smell will be a
little unpleasant for you'. I smiled down at her and moved so that my
arse was over her mouth.
'Let me hear you sniff my arse' I demanded. She sobbed slightly and
then I heard the sound of her obeying me. I lowered myself slightly so
that her nose was trapped in the crack of my bottom. I ordered her to
lick and she did. The power that I was now wielding made me feel so
good, and I could feel the tingling in my pussy growing. Never could I
have imagined that I could become so hot. I moved and she licked into
my pussy, the female organ that they had surgically replaced my male
growth with. Now Marie's tongue lapped at it and then entered deeply
making me orgasm over and over.
Sated I lay back, my bottom on her face breathing so deeply. After a
few minutes I got up and put on my tights and boots. I looked at Marie
securely bound to the bed and smiled. Her face was wet and sticky with
my juices. How good it made me feel seeing her helpless, the taste and
smell of my pussy and arse in her mouth and nose.
I left her lying there and went downstairs and into the kitchen. The
three of them were standing just as I had ordered. I motioned for
Britany and Kylie to follow me, they did without question. Up the
stairs we went and into the bedroom that they shared. I told them to
strip saying, 'you shouldn't be embarrassed we are all girls together'.
As they stripped I went into the bedroom that had been mine for the
last few months. Emily saw me enter and was pleading to be released. I
laughed and ignored her as I got what I wanted from the cupboard. It
was the double sleep suit. Before I left the room I sat on the edge of
the bed and looked at the figure interred in the latex lined garment.
It had been me before that people had looked down at helplessly
struggling in the tight, sweaty confines of that suit. 'So Emily you
have been in there for an hour or so how does it feel'. She tried to
talk, tried to plead with me. I knew that her body would now be swathed
in sweat. She would be itchy but unable to move her hands to scratch. I
stood and said to her that she was going to be my slave. I laughed as
she nodded trying to get me to release her. 'Tomorrow you will be my
slave whether you want to or not, tomorrow you will do all the
disgusting things that you have made me do, tomorrow you will eat what
others spit out'. She grunted something as I left the room closing the
door behind me.
Back in the other room both girls stood naked as I lay the sleep suit
on the bed. Their eyes widened as they saw it and knew what was to be
their fate. Firstly I made Britany get into it and then her sister on
top of her. Their arms secured in the loops I zipped it up pulling
their bodies tightly together. Now they lay face to face as I had been
made to do with Martin. I lay on the bed beside them smiling. 'Such
loving sisters' I said, 'it would be so nice to see you kissing each
other'. Their faces turned towards me, their look of disgust making me
laugh. 'I want you to suck each others tongues and kiss really
passionately'. They looked disgusted but did as they were told and I
enjoyed watching them, the hot feeling in my pussy growing again. I
stroked their faces with my fingers and I could see that they were
getting hot, their kissing becoming more and more passionate. I felt
jealous as I watched them, their bodies writhing in the confines of the
sleep suit. But I knew that their passionate writhing would soon become
discomfort as the heat in the sleep suit grew. I stood and left them
still kissing, sisters partaking in their first but not last lesbian
love affair.
Downstairs Maggie was still standing in the kitchen, she look scared.
'Mark, can't we talk about this'. I stopped her and screamed at her 'My
name is Lucy, it was Mark but because of you and your evil daughter no
remnant of my male past has survived, so don't insult me by trying to
address me as the person I once was'. The sound of my voice although
loud still carried the little girl tones, and sounded like a spoilt
brat having a tantrum.
Maggie was clearly stunned at my outburst and her eyes filled with
tears. I did not know if this was to gain sympathy but I was not in the
mood to give way to her. Staring at her I walked to a kitchen stool and
sat down.
'Maggie get over here and kneel down' I ordered. Sobbing she did as she
was told. I looked down at her feeling strong.
'You have changed my life forever, I really loved you and you betrayed
me, allowing me to be feminised and made into a little girl to amuse
your daughter'. Her sobbing increased.
'Stop the tears Maggie they will not do you any good, I am going to
make you and your evil daughter suffer as I have suffered. You will
experience the humiliation that I have had to endure'.
She looked up at me and I could see that the crocodile tears that she
had shed had now stopped.
I told her that Marie, Emily, Britany and Kylie were all secured and
now it was her turn. From a kitchen drawer I got the roll of duct tape
that all that time ago Emily had used to bind me and start my decent
into bondage and slavery. Now Maggie would find out what it was to be
like to be helpless. I bound her hands behind her back and then told
her to lie on the floor. Her legs were secured at the ankles and knees.
I looked down at her and smiled, the feeling of satisfaction giving me
a warm glow.
I was now in charge of the women and girls that had made my life so
miserable over the last few months.
I was now a little girl, nothing could change that. I would have to
live the life of a preteen female. Maybe in time I would look older but
my features and voice would always be that of a minor.
Maggie was starting to shout out for help but I just laughed and knelt
beside her. I started to wrap the duct tape around her face sealing her
mouth shut. I continued wrapping until the tape ran out and all that
was visible of face was her nose. I gave a really girly giggle as I sat
astride her and started to rub my pussy into her nose. It felt so good
to be a girl, I now felt happier than I had ever been in my life.
Maggie's plan had been perfect, perfect for me.
The End - (or is it?)
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