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Jamie's Descent Part 1
By Nikkie
What did we do before e-mail? How did we manage to get through the day
without that endless stream of dirty jokes, funny photographs, gossip
and links to dodgy websites that now fill our in boxes?
Yeah, yeah, I can hear you grumble. Get on with it, I can hear you say.
Well, dear reader, it was one of those e-mails that started me down the
road to... oh, you'll find out soon enough.
I was 18 and I had just come down to London from my hometown in Norfolk
after leaving school. A friend of my father's had offered me a job in
an office of a finance company for which he was the Finance Director.
Wall Street it wasn't.
Like millions of other office rabbits around the world, I shuffled
papers, produced figures for reports that never seemed to get sent
anywhere, made endless cups of coffee and kept the global economy
humming along nicely. Charles Dickens would have recognised the office,
no problem.
Also like millions of other office rabbits around the globe, I
discovered there is one thing that can keep us from going insane- e-
mail. It was a life saver. Relief from all the hours of tedium came in
the shape of the messages that poured into my in-box. We had the usual
warnings from the company about not using e-mail and the Internet for
your own use, but whoever paid any attention to that?
One day I opened an e-mail to find this message.
Are you ready for this?
Be careful, this could really change the way you look at life.
Take the Lady Boy Quiz!
Bah, humbug, I thought. So I clicked on the link and up popped a series
of pictures of girls naked from the waist up. Yes, of course, at that
moment I closed it down and deleted it right away - not! I scrolled
down and there must have been 20 photographs, all of outstandingly
beautiful girls. Blondes, redheads, Asians, black girls - all
absolutely gorgeous. I knew what Lady Boys were. My elder brother had
gone on a rugby tour a couple of years before to Australia with a
stopover in Bangkok. He had come back with stories that made my hair
stand on end. One story in particular had stuck in my imagination. One
of the team had got very drunk in a bar and the other lads had paid for
a bargirl for him. Except this was a very special bar girl. After many
pints and much prompting my brother revealed that he had been the guy
they set up.
He claimed he vaguely remembered this gorgeous girl taking him into one
of the back rooms. He remembered her stripping down to her knickers
before she stripped him and pushed him onto the bed. He claims she gave
him the best blowjob he had ever had (I don't actually think he had
that many before). My brother then maintained he had passed out. Fair
enough, except that at some point one of the guys had crept in and
taken a photograph. A couple more pints and he pulled out a photograph
from his wallet.
It was a very poor quality shot, but it clearly showed my brother,
stark naked on the bed, eyes closed and with a look of ecstasy on his
face. Also on the bed was a gorgeous Asian girl who was energetically
giving him a blowjob. What was also obvious from the photograph was the
fully erect cock sticking out from the girl's knickers, which she was
stroking in one hand whilst clearly holding my brothers cock with the
other.
I clearly remember the feeling I had looking at that picture. I felt
myself getting dizzy and my mouth was dry as I looked at the picture. I
felt myself blush and my cock twitched as I held the picture in my
hand. My brother then snatched it back and threatened to beat the
living shit out of me if I ever told a soul about it.
As he was 6 feet 4 tall and built like a gorilla whilst I was only 5 ft
7 and a fraction of his size, I took him seriously. We were called
Little and Large by almost everyone and I got stuck with it as a
nickname.
Six months later I headed to London, but I guess I forgot about the
photograph until I saw the girls in this quiz.
All you had to do was tick a box by each picture if you thought the
girl was a ladyboy.
Easy peasy, thought I. Not so, as it was really difficult to tell. They
were all stunning and in the end I pretty much ticked the boxes at
random.
At the end of the quiz it calculated your score and I managed to score
only 3 out of 20 right. I couldn't believe it. I went back through the
pictures and that's when I think I began to remember my brother's
picture. To be honest I remembered the feeling more than the picture. I
began to feel dizzy and my mouth felt dry. I actually think I was
rubbing the growing bulge in my trousers when my supervisor's voice
made me jump out of my skin.
"James! What are you looking at?" Vanessa, my supervisor had appeared
round the corner of my cubicle.
"Nothing, uh, just some figures." I managed to blurt out. I closed the
quiz down instantly, but I couldn't tell if she had seen anything on
the screen.
"Anything interesting?"
Was she being sarcastic?
"No, no, well, yes, it's the month end sales stats for your report." I
mumbled.
"Good, make sure I have those by this evening." She turned on her heels
and stalked down the corridor.
Now Vanessa was the office Goddess. She was tall, may be 5ft 10 or so
in her stiletto heels, which she wore everyday. Somewhere in her
background there must have been some Viking genes; long blonde hair,
clear blue eyes and legs so long they went straight to heaven.
I had been put into her team from the start and for some reason she
seemed to take against me. She would get on my case every time she
could. Any small mistake would be blown up out of all proportion. Worst
of all she somehow knew that I had got the job through the old boys
network and that seemed to wind her up even more. Frankly, I was a
nervous wreck when she was around and I was planning to get a new job
as soon as I could.
Over the following days I would go back to the quiz and look at the
girls whenever I got the chance. One evening I was working late and was
looking yet again at the girls when I spotted a link at the bottom of
the quiz.
Click here to change your life.
I looked around but the rest of the cubicles were empty and I hesitated
a moment but then clicked on the link. Surprise, surprise, it took me
to a porn website.
Lady Boy Heaven.
Everything you wanted in a girl and that bit more
The banner screamed out. I looked around quickly but there was still no
one there. It was a pay site but there was a button to click for
visitors. I clicked and the screen filled with an image of a beautiful
Eurasian girl on her knees sucking the cock of what appeared to be
another ravishingly pretty Asian girl.
I began to feel light headed and I felt a flush creeping across my
face. I could now see the first girl also had a tiny little cock which
the second girl was stroking. I could feel the blood rushing through my
veins. I clicked again and again. Scene after scene of ladyboys
sucking, fucking, and flashed across my monitor. My hand strayed
naturally to my groin and I felt my cock harden as I hungrily took in
every new picture. I lost track of time completely.
My phone buzzed and I jumped clean out of my chair. I looked at the
number and panicked. It was Vanessa's extension. I picked up the phone
and tried to say hello, but my tongue felt like it was three times too
big for my mouth.
"James, you're working late. Are my figures ready yet?" Vanessa's voice
was calm and assured.
"Well, yes, I've just finished them." I managed to say.
"Okay, well I'm still here too so e-mail them to me and come to my
office so I can see if they are alright."
I wanted to protest but the phone had already gone dead. I quickly e-
mailed the figures and walked around the building to Vanessa's office.
It was in the executive part of the building and I had always wondered
how Vanessa had managed to wangle an office here. It was pretty late
now and the only office that was lit was Vanessa's.
I stopped at the door and knocked.
"Come in James."
Vanessa was sitting behind her looking at her computer monitor as I
walked in. She waved a hand to the chair in front of her desk and I sat
down.
"James, the figures are fine." She still wasn't looking at me.
"Thanks." I mumbled.
"They're fine but its not that I want to talk to you about." She turned
to look at me for the first time, and her eyes seemed to glitter as she
spoke. "Yes, it's about something completely different. James, you are
aware of the company policy on the misuse of corporate assets aren't
you? Especially the unauthorised use of office technology?" She smiled
as she spoke "Well even if you're not it doesn't really matter."
It was about now that I began to realise what this about and my heart
started to pound.
"You see James, we take the abuse of corporate IT here very seriously,
and we have installed some very clever technology that allows us to
monitor what our employees are doing on the Internet. I noticed that
you were working late this evening and as a part of my responsibility I
decided to check what you were doing."
She was smiling sweetly as she spoke in an almost apologetic tone. I
couldn't take my eyes from hers. I was as transfixed as a mouse in
front of a cobra. I'm not sure I was even breathing by this time.
"James, can you explain to me what part of your role involves visiting
an Internet site called..." she paused and looked at the screen
probably to drag out her enjoyment of the moment, "Lady Boy Heaven?"
I swear I died at that moment. My mind blanked. All I could do was look
straight into those eyes.
"James, I'm waiting."
"I, I, I it was a mistake." I blurted.
"Yes, James, I think I agree it was a mistake for you to do this." She
said.
"No, No, I mean I just clicked on a link in an e-mail from a friend and
soon as I saw what it was I came back out."
"James..." she sounded now like a teacher talking to a stupid pupil.
"We both know that's not true, it's all here on the report." As she
spoke she swung the monitor round, "You spent 30 minutes on that site.
Are you telling me it took 30 minutes for you to work out what Lady Boy
Heaven was? I took a look too and it took me, oh, all of 30 seconds to
work out that it's a website for people interested in having sex with
shemales. James, are you interested in that? Is that why you visited
this site?"
My eyes dropped to the floor, and I felt my face redden.
"James, do you want to have sex with shemales? Is that it?" she was
relentless. "Or is it that you relate to those shemales? Do you really
want to be a shemale, James? Or should I call you Jamie?"
I blushed even more deeply and I stared at the floor. Her voice took on
a different tone.
"Jamie! Look at me now!" she almost barked this out and my eyes flew to
hers. "Answer my question."
"No, I mean yes, I mean, I don't know." I felt my blood draining away
from my face and I shivered but I couldn't take my eyes away from hers.
She held my gaze and I felt whatever self control I had left drain
away. Her eyes seemed on fire and I felt a strange sense of power
passing from me to her.
"Jamie, well we are confused then aren't we? Well, Jamie, let me tell
you what I think you are. I think you're really a sissy boy. I think
you're a cocksucker. I think you want to be subservient. I think you
want to be a pretty little ladyboy who only wants to stroke and suck
cock. I believe you want to be one of those girls on the website."
Her words were roaring around in my head. I felt sick but I couldn't
break eye contact.
"I've thought so since the day you started here. I have had my eye on
you ever since then. Oh, you might not have realised yourself. I knew
it when you opened that quiz. Oh, yes, I sent you that. It had a piece
of code in it that tracked when you opened it, so I know just how often
you went back to look at it. So I just added the website link to it and
waited. I knew you would come to me eventually. I just waited and you
rushed straight into my trap."
While she was speaking she stood up and moved slowly round the front of
the desk until she stood over me. She slowly drew her index finger
along my lips as she spoke.
"Yes, I know what you want Jamie. You want to serve me don't you?
Remember, I have all the evidence I need to get you dismissed instantly
from this firm and I would make damn sure any new employer would get to
hear about your surfing habits."
I couldn't believe it as my head nodded slowly in agreement.
She pushed her finger past my lips and into my mouth. My lips seemed to
naturally form around her finger and as she moved her finger slightly
in and out I began to suck gently.
"That's so good Jamie. You know that feels do good don't you, Jamie."
She began to coo.
I felt so powerless, but so excited at the same time. I closed my eyes
and continued to suck her finger.
"Keep your eyes closed Jamie." Her voice changed again. This time it
was a voice of power. A power that should not be contradicted. I felt a
touch on my trouser zip and I couldn't stop my eyes opening.
"I told you to keep them closed didn't I?" she barked. Her hand caught
me across the face and I recoiled from the sting of the blow.
"Do as I tell you!" she almost snarled.
I snapped my eyes closed again. I felt myself slipping deeper and
deeper into the darkness. Her finger returned to my mouth and I started
to suck again. I felt her other hand again touch my zip.
"My, we are excited by all this aren't we Jamie? I can feel you are
really enjoying this."
Her hand kneaded my cock and I couldn't help squirming in the chair as
I sucked her finger and she stroked my now painfully constrained cock.
Whatever was left of my self control had now vanished. Instead, I felt
strangely at ease, now that I had totally surrendered to the power of
this woman.
"Jamie, look at me now!"
As I opened my eyes she slipped her finger out of my mouth. Her eyes
bore into mine and she brought her face right in front of mine. Her
lips brushed mine and her tongue darted out and past my lips. She
continued to rub my cock as her tongue probed the inside of my mouth.
Her eyes remained locked on mine all the time.
She suddenly drew back and once more slapped my face. It stung so hard
I began to whimper.
All this time she had continued the pressure on my cock, rubbing and
caressing it and I ached for release.
She stretched out her hand again and I tensed for another blow.
Instead, she caressed the cheek gently with her fingertips and spoke
softly again.
"Jamie, if you displease me I will punish you again, but if you serve
me well I will allow you to live your wildest dreams. You will learn
the pleasures of serving me and you will understand the ecstasy of
fulfilling your true destiny. From now on when we are alone you will
address me as Miss Vanessa, is that clear, Jamie?"
I nodded. Another sharp pain jolted me as she again slapped my face.
"You will also feel the pain of serving me if you don't do as you're
told."
"Yes, Miss Vanessa." I whispered.
"Better Jamie, but remember in future, I don't want to hurt you too
much."
She moved back from me and for the first time I paid attention to what
she was wearing. Normally she wore skirts and blouses together with her
signature stilettos. Tonight she was wearing a trouser suit, and as the
jacket was double breasted, it gave her a slightly masculine look, yet
she still wore stilettos beneath the trousers.
"Kneel, Jamie." she ordered and I slipped from the chair to my knees.
"Now close your eyes again."
I did so and felt her tie something over my eyes. I instinctively
brought my head back and received a slap for my effort.
"Jamie, you must learn to trust me. Part of serving your mistress well
is to trust that she knows what is best for you."
How quickly had I slipped to this point? It seemed only minutes ago I
had been happily staring at that damned website and now I was on my
knees in front of a woman who wanted me to be her...what? Servant?
Slave? I shivered with fear and anticipation.
"Yes, Miss Vanessa."
"Jamie, I want you to remember what you felt when you looked at the
pictures on the web site. What you felt when you saw those ladyboys
take a cock past their lips and to lick and caress it until it becomes
as hard as granite. Try to imagine what it is like to kiss the tip of a
prick and to wrap your lips around it and to feel that hard shaft begin
to slide its way into your throat. To feel the warmth of the cock as
you worship it so that it fills your mouth. You want that feeling, you
need that feeling, you want to serve that cock, to savour its taste and
feel it move and live between your lips. You want to feel the power of
a cock as it takes possession of you and you want to feel it twitch as
you make love to it. You want to feel the veins as the blood surges
into the cock; you want to feel it slide in and out of your mouth
slippery with your saliva."
I was so caught up in the imagery she was describing that I moaned. At
that moment she slipped her finger back into my mouth and I began to
lick and suck it hungrily. She slipped the finger deeper and deeper
into my mouth until my mouth was being finger fucked. She added a
second and third finger until I felt my mouth stretch. I couldn't stop.
I had to be possessed by her. She suddenly withdrew her fingers and I
felt lost. I wanted that feeling back in my mouth. I suddenly felt
something quite different against my lips. Not her fingers. Something
bigger, something far more solid than Vanessa's fingers. I reared back
but Vanessa's hands clamped around my head and forced me back.
"Do not be afraid, Jamie. This is the start of your training."
At that moment Vanessa took off the blindfold and light flooded back
into my eyes. As my eyes came back into focus I saw Vanessa standing
there before me like a Nordic angel; long blonde hair cascading around
her shoulders but with what looked like a large penis standing proudly
from her now unzipped trousers. My eyes bulged as I took in the
unbelievable sight. She towered over me, holding the back of my head
with both hands.
"Jamie, Jamie, don't worry my little girl. This won't hurt at all.
Relax my angel. Let your feelings show you the way."
Her voice was so soothing and she ran her hands gently through my hair.
She gradually drew my head towards her groin and I could see that it
was some kind of strap on dildo she must have had concealed in her
trousers.
My lips brushed against the tip of the dildo and somewhere deep in my
sub conscious a small voice whispered no. My senses were reeling yet
somewhere in the midst of my confusion I knew what I had to do, even
wanted to do.
The pressure from Vanessa's hands increased and the dildo began to
slide between my lips. All resistance vanished and I began to lick and
suck my way along the length of the shaft.
"Oh Jamie, that's so good baby, Suck me, Jamie. You know you want to do
this so much." Vanessa's voice seemed to come from so far away as I
took more and more of the dildo into my mouth. She began to move her
hips gently and the shaft began to move in and out of my mouth. I had
surrendered myself completely by this point. All my being was centred
on what I was doing with my lips and mouth.
"Baby, that's so wonderful. Suck my monster, wrap those lips around
that cock." Vanessa softly encouraged me and her hips began to move
quicker and the dildo moved faster in and out of my mouth.
"Look at me Jamie baby." she said and as I looked up there was the
blinding flash of a camera. "Just a little insurance baby. Not that I
think I'll need any now, do you baby?"
To Be Continued
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