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Thank you everyone for the comments to "Recharging the Batteries". I hope to answer a few of the questions here in the sequel, which has been a long time coming. Any of my stories may be re-posted on other sites as long as it remains intact and proper credit is given. (Spelling and grammar errors may be corrected). And now on to the sequel for "Recharging the Batteries". Kira: The Next Two Years I was stunned. Two years locked in this tube! Two years as my wife's maid! Two years of high heels, broken nails and punishment at my wife's hand! I looked at Sindi. She had a thin smile on her lips and her eyes told the story, she knew! Of course, all the new clothes and my makeover she had to have known. Even my "leave of absence" was screaming that she knew. They had planned this all along. Sindi watched me as the realizations hit me. Time stood frozen and I felt the blood pounding in my head. Sindi watched me for several seconds before she sternly spoke, "Remember you promised to be my maid until the keys came. It's after midnight; you should have been in bed an hour ago so scoot. Wake me with breakfast in bed at 6AM sharp." With those simple commands Sindi turned on her heel and went to her bedroom. "Her Bedroom." My lips began to tremble and it was all I could do not to explode in tears. I minced down the hall to my bedroom really feeling the pain in my feet and ass. I threw myself on the bed and cried myself to sleep. The alarm jarred me awake. I was still wearing my uniform and shoes and I ached all over. I got up and staggered to my bathroom. My face and hair was a mess, my head was pounding and I had just 30 minutes to present Sindi her breakfast in bed. I open the medicine cabinet and threw a couple of aspirin down my throat. Twenty nine minutes later I was standing beside Sindi with her breakfast. As she ate she ordered me to prepare her bath and clothes. She left the house an hour later still barking orders and laying out my schedule for the day. As the door closed behind her I collapsed in tears. My emotions raced from self-pity, to anger, to sadness, back to anger. I got up and almost ripped my clothes off I tossed off the shoes and struggled to unlace the corset. As it fell to the floor I took my first deep breath in more than two days. Once I was naked I went to the closet where I kept some tools. I dragged them out and went to work on the chastity device. 10 minutes later the device fell away and my cock sprung to its full length in 20 seconds flat. I grabbed my dick and began masturbating furiously, almost immediately the cum began to boil and rise in my balls. My orgasm hit me with a force that almost caused me to black out. My cum shot from my cock and left a long slimy rope on the closet door. I fell forward on my hands and knees waiting for my breathing to return to normal when I heard something behind me. As I turned to look the most intense pain that I have ever felt passed into my balls, I lurched forward and rammed head into the closet door. Dazed and in severe pain I looked up to see Sindi holding the stun gun that I had gotten her for her personal protection. She was yelling at me but I couldn't hear her because of an intense ringing in my ears. I could only make out "You promised!" before she reached down with the stun gun and shocked me again this time just above my penis. I convulsed and passed out. When I awoke, my head was pounding and I ached all over, well accept for my groin, which was experiencing a sort of tingly numbness. I expected to wake up tied to a bed or something but I was still lying on the floor where I fell. I struggled to sit up expecting Sindi to be standing over me, but she wasn't. I listened I didn't hear her. I called out and immediately regretted doing so as what felt like a white-hot poker drove through my head. Sindi didn't answer. Slowly I stood up and staggered to the bathroom. I downed several aspirin and then started the shower and let the water beat down on me the last remnants of my womanhood were my hair, my pierced ears, and the D size breasts glued to my chest. I looked down at them and noticed that one of the breasts had begun to pull away from my chest. I carefully pulled at the seam and succeeded in pulling it off without tearing it. I worked on the other breast and found a small area under the bottom and finally worked it free. I felt like twenty pounds had been removed from my chest and I began to feel more like my old self. I washed myself from top to bottom. My groin was still mostly numb and the contact points from the stun gun bore small burnt marks. I stayed in the shower until the throbbing in my head stopped and dried myself off. I went into "our" bedroom and put on my male clothes, then took the earrings out and placed them on Sindi's dresser. I went to the kitchen to get a pair of scissors to cut my hair back to a male length. I picked up the scissors and then saw a note lying on the table. I cringed when I picked it up and read it. "You broke your promise. This is the first time that I have ever doubted that you loved me, and this is the first time that I have ever doubted that I love you. I'm going to talk to an attorney today. When I come home we'll talk." Divorce? She was considering divorce over this? Well if she wanted a divorce I would give her one, hell, I was the one being abused, I couldn't even feel my dick in my hand from where she shocked me! I flew into a rage and started throwing anything that wasn't tied down, glasses and plates shattered against the wall, I grabbed a portrait of us at our wedding off the wall and flung it across the room shattering the glass and cracking the frame. Finally I calmed down and got that beer that I had initially gone into the kitchen to get. I drank it and several more and went to the living room to wait on Sindi. I had polished off the six-pack and was working on a bottle of tequila and was still fuming as I waited. The tequila was gone and I noticed that it was getting late and no Sindi. The cooking sherry was next. I finished it just after 1AM and no Sindi. I woke up the next morning to the sun streaming in the window and empty bottles all around me. I checked our bedroom; the bed hadn't been slept in. It was 10 AM so I called Sindi at work, her administrative assistant told me that she there but would not speak to me and hung up. Well at least I knew she was okay. I went into the kitchen and saw the destruction that I had caused and on our wedding portrait that I had damaged. I picked it and reviewed my life since I had met Sindi. It certainly hadn't been dull, and she had pushed my limits and hers too. I thought about most of my married co- workers, their dull lives and their once a week obligatory sex life that they trudged through. It was never like that with Sindi, and I began to imagine my life without her. I stood starring at that portrait for over an hour and came to some life altering decisions. I took the portrait out to my work area in our garage and replaced the glass and glued the frame and took it and hung it back on the wall. Then I went and found the chastity device that I had disassembled and worked on it until I had not only repaired it but had even made it stronger. As I examined the lock I took a jeweler's screwdriver and a paper clip and managed to pick the lock. I knew that this would be a weak link to the device so I made sure to strengthen this link. Finally it was ready and before I could consider the consequences I locked it on my dick. My dick had just begun to rid itself of the numbness inflicted upon and it begin to stiffen but the tube immediately killed my dicks attempt to harden. Satisfied that I would not be able to remove the device, I went and gathered the uniform corset and heels still lying in front of the closet. I retrieved the silicone breasts and an hour later was pushing the earrings back through the holes in my ears that had already begun to close. My makeup came next and then I brushed out my hair and appreciated the fact that the scissors had never made it to my hair. I wore my highest heels and had tightened the corset as tight as I could manage. I understood that I was punishing myself; I had to get Sindi back. I had to show her that I would play out the game. If I could have managed to take the cane to my own ass I would have. Since I couldn't, I spent the remainder of the day cleaning up the mess I made. By 6PM the house was again spotless and I kneeled by the door with the cane in my hands ready to offer it to her as she walked in. 7PM and no Sindi. 10PM and no Sindi. 1AM and no Sindi. I got up and went to the maid's room and prepared for bed. I made another attempt to tighten the corset and after pulling in another inch tied it off and went to bed. The alarm went off at 5:30AM and I went to Sindi's bedroom and peeked in. No Sindi. Depressed I went back to bed and slept for another 4 hours. When I got up. I removed the corset and took a nice hot bath using plenty of bath salts and soaked until the water cooled down. After I dried, it was back into the corset and my efforts pulling and tugging paid off and I managed to get the corset tighter than ever. I desperately needed relief but it just wasn't going to happen. I finished dressing in one of my new dresses and my sandals with the 4" heels. I needed to go to the grocery store and to the local adult bookstore to get the adhesive to glue my tits back onto my chest. Despite my corset my stomach was insisting that I eat before I left and with as much restraint as I could manage, fixed myself only a small salad and a glass of water. I was pleased with myself when this meager portion of food filled me up and I picked up my purse and keys and left. The grocery store was uneventful and I must admit that without the chastity device my dick would have been sticking straight out. I turned plenty of heads and the bag boy that carried my groceries out to my car refused my tip so I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. The adult bookstore was next and things didn't go as well there. They didn't carry the needed adhesive and referred me to a business across town that specialized in these silicone breasts prosthesis. So steeling myself I drove over and entered the store. A beautiful young lady who introduced herself as Shannon asked if she could help me and I forced myself to say, " I am going to be my wife's maid for the next two years and so I need to get some adhesive to affix my breasts to my chest." The young girl paused only for a moment and then asked me to follow her. As I did my dick was twitching and rebelling against the tube. She took me back to a fitting room and asked me to disrobe. I soon stood before her in only my corset, thong, hose, and heels. "Wow!" She said, "You look fantastic. How do you breathe in that thing?" "Very shallowly," I replied. She chuckled and went to work. She got the appropriate glue and was about to begin when she said, "The breasts that you have now really doesn't match your skin tone and I think we can make a much better match. We have a new line of breasts that can transfer feeling to your nipples when someone squeezes the nipples on the breasts. They're very expensive, but I thought that since your going to be a female for the next two years, maybe you'd like to upgrade." I told her to get them. Shannon left and when she returned she opened a box with a pair of very realistic breasts. She held them up to my chest and I had to agree it was an incredible match. She inserted four watch sized batteries in each breast and looped the contact around my nipple and lightly tightened it. As she held the breast in her hand she tweaked the nipple on the silicone breast and I felt a light sensation pass into my nipple. "How was that," She said. "Unexpected but very pleasant. Is the intensity adjustable?" She answered by reaching inside the breast with a small tool and again squeezing the nipple and turning up the intensity with the tool. The feeling went from a very light sensation to and almost painful sting. I told Shannon that that was where I wanted it. I wanted it to be almost painful when Sindi played with my breasts. She smiled and applied the glue to the breast and placed a drop on my nipple so that the connection wouldn't be lost and then she stuck the breast to my chest and held it there until the glue dried. She explained that the batteries would last about 1 year even with heavy use. She repeated the procedure with the other breast. In just a few moments they were dried and Shannon worked makeup around the edges until they disappeared into my skin. I stood and looked in the mirror and they were magnificent. They had a little more droop than the others and had a much more natural movement. I thanked Shannon and told he I was thrilled with them. She asked me if I would be willing to do something for her if she offered to sell the breasts to me for cost. I said just name it. She reached behind her head and unsnapped her dress in the back and let it drop to the floor, she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. Her breasts were superb and instead of a dripping pussy she possessed a small cock that was beginning to grow. "It took my parents a long time to accept that this is the way I wanted to live but it's been almost two years since they've seen me as a male. I hope I haven't disappointed you," said Shannon. Without missing a beat, I reached out to fondle her breasts and quickly discovered that Shannon was a very beautiful boy, not a girl, not a shemale, but a boy. Her tits were like my tits, silicone and by the moan that escaped Shannon's lips hers were wired as well. I licked and fondled them until I could stand it no more and I dropped down and took the whole of Shannon's cock down my throat. She squealed as I swallowed her cock down my throat and in thirty seconds flat I was licking the last of Shannon's cream from my lips. I watched her catch her breath and tuck herself between her legs and pick her dress up and put it back on. At the same time I could feel my own cum dripping from my shackled cock. Shannon reached down and kissed me on the lips. And then dropped down to free my cock and came face to cock with my chastity. "Well your just full of surprises too aren't you? Is that going to stay on for the next two years as well?" I nodded my head that it was. "Well I can't do you any good here" so she released my thong and it snapped back into place then she picked up my bra and helped me put it on. I realized suddenly what I was in for. Just the pressure of the bra on my nipples was enough to send the sensations though my chest. Shannon noticed this and casually remarked, "I should tell you that the nipples will react to cold temperatures and they will expand and stick out just like a real nipple. When they do this the intensity will double, so be ready for that." Now she tells me I thought. "You can adjust the intensity in a couple of weeks when it's time to re-glue them, you'll need this tool of course, but I think I'll just keep it though. That way you get the understanding that if you were a real woman you wouldn't have a choice on how sensitive your nipples are and how they react to cold and during your period." "That's another thing, your period. Sometime during the month the breasts will start your period. There is a small circuit board imbedded in each breast one has a small transmitter, the other a receiver, so that your breasts will always be in sync. The circuit board activated when I put the batteries in and did a random number generation between 1 and 28. Only the breasts know when you will get your first period. After that every 28 days it will return. You will notice the sensitivity slowly increase, the nipples and areolas will swell, and become very painful to the touch. In fact if a breeze so much as passes across them while on your period, you'll probably squeal in pain. That will last about 5 days. Other than that you're good to good go," she said casually. We left the fitting room and I paid for my purchases. Shannon wrapped up another small package and said, "Give this to your wife. She's going to love it, and you're going to envy it. The instructions are inside and no peeking." If you wife likes it have her come in and I will demonstrate the deluxe model. She reached up and tweaked a nipple and said, "Good luck in your new profession." I left the store with my cock dripping into my panty liner. It was strange but from the moment I made the decision to give myself over to this game of servitude, I felt free. Horny, but free. I drove home and then called Sindi. Again her administrative assistant answered, but instead of asking for Sindi I asked to leave a message. "Tell her that I will be her maid for the next two years and that I will have the cane ready for her when she gets home." The administrative assistance said nothing and I hung up the phone. I put up the groceries and placed the tit adhesive and the release agent in Sindi's room, I changed into my required uniform and I busied myself with cleaning up the house. My stomach cramping sent me to make myself some soup and taking a chance that Sindi would come home I prepared her a steak, baked potato, and some mixed vegetables. I ate my soup, cleaned up my dishes, and open a bottle of wine. I got out a small tray and poured a glass of wine and placed it and the cane on the tray. I took the tray and knelt by the front door and waited. Sindi walked in the front door at 6PM and the look on her face made me bow my head. She set down her briefcase and a small suitcase that she was carrying and took the wine from the tray and said, "stay" as she walked away. I heard her go into the kitchen and sit down at the table. For twenty minutes I heard the clinking of the silverware. Then I heard her get up from the table and then she checked each room. I heard her go into her bedroom and shut the door and I heard bath water running. I heard water splashing around and then I heard the closet door open and close and I heard her get into bed. I heard the TV in the bedroom come on and I listened for a couple of hours, then it turned off and finally silence. I dozed several times that night but in the morning when she left she found me in the same position. Before she walked out the door she said, "Tomorrow we'll start this game over. It's going to be really hard for you. Dinner at 7PM, nothing to eat for you today until then. We will eat together tonight while we lay out your new life. Now go get some sleep" she spun on her heel and was gone. I struggled to get up and stumbled to bed. It was after 5PM when I woke up. I cleared the cobwebs from my head and got ready. A quick bath and a close check of my face showed that it was still smooth as was my legs. I picked up my corset and pulled the strings until the corset came together. It took me a second to realize that it did so quite easily and I took it back off and looked in the mirror. It was then that I realized that I had lost a lot of weight. I put my corset down and went into Sindi's bedroom and tried hers on. After pulling and tugging I brought my waistline down to 22." I left it on and went to finished getting dressed. I put on my highest heels and took extra care with my makeup. I shuddered when I pulled my bra on. I had forgotten about my sensitive nipples and as I recovered my hardening dick was reminded to calm down by the tube. The pain was exquisite and I grabbed my tits and manipulated my nipples and my dick tried to expand over and over again as each time the tube effectively deflated it until my dick became so sensitive that I cried out and let go of my nipples. I did not come and was both pleased and frightened that I hadn't. I was desperate to come but I made myself get up and finished getting dressed, but I didn't wear any panties so that I could more easily show Sindi my chastised cock. I went to the kitchen to start dinner and noticed that Sindi's suitcase was still there. After I started dinner I picked up her suitcase and unpacked it and washed her clothes and hand washed her panties. Each pair had lipstick on them and I suspected that Sindi's administrative assistant was a full service assistant. I finished her laundry and completed dinner promptly at 7PM. I had just taken my place at the front door with her glass of wine when she entered. She set her briefcase down and took the wine and walked into the dining room. I set the tray down and followed close behind her. She sat down at the table and I stood beside her until she motioned for me to sit down. We began to eat as Sindi said, "You really upset me and disappointed me Derek. I thought that our love was unconditional, but now I'm afraid that's no longer the case. I was terrible disappointed in you at the cabin when you couldn't even take one stroke of the cane from jack without losing control of your bladder and crying like a baby. Patti thought that I ought to keep you in diapers until you were able to withstand a little caning, but I insisted that I could toughen you up without going down that path. I'm just so disillusioned by you. I did not talk to the attorney, but I still might. I can see that you have done a good job keeping the place clean and your appearance is exactly how I want my maid to look, but what's to keep you from throwing another fit and calling off the game again when it gets too tough?" I stood up and pulled the hem of my dress up to show Sindi my new and improved chastity. I showed her where I had added rivets in the area where I had managed to break the device and get it off my self. I told her how once I got the device back together I was able to pick the lock and I showed her were I had filled the key hole with hot glue to prevent me from doing so again. She examined the device and gave it a couple of hard tugs. Satisfied that it really was secure She let it go and told me to drop my dress. For the first time I saw her expression soften a bit. She finished eating while I stood there awkwardly. "Is there something else," she asked? " You said that you would not punish me with the cane again unless I asked, so I ask that you use the cane or any other method you wish to punish me." Sindi's face softened some more and then she casually said, "Go get the cane." I went to retrieve it and presented it to her. She stood up and said, "Turn around and hold up your uniform." I did so and waited for the first blow to fall. It nearly lifted me out of my heels when it did, and before I could catch my balance good the next blow landed. I steeled myself and gritted my teeth and took blow after blow. She picked up speed and traveled up and down between my butt and my legs. The pain was a blur I couldn't even tell where she was hitting me and then realized that she had stopped. She had dropped the cane and had her hand under her skirt furiously rubbing her pussy. Her juices were running down her legs and she screamed out and dropped to the floor. My pain had vanished for several seconds as I watched her come, and then returned viciously as she lay writhing on the floor. I had done it I managed to stand there and take the caning without falling down and without making a sound. Tears were dripping off my cheeks and I soon realized that I too had orgasmed sometime during the beating as the puddle of cum at my feet attested. "Sit down and finish your dinner," Sindi said weakly as she got up and staggered to the table. I did so with the white-hot pain shooting through my ass. The meal had grown cold but was still the most wonderful tasting food I could imagine. The corset though insisted that I stop eating. Sindi noticed this and said, "You better eat it's the last full meal that you will have for a long time." I explained her corset that I was wear simply wouldn't allow me to eat anymore. "You're wearing my corset? Let me see" So I rose and removed my uniform to show her. "Why my corset?" I turned around as I said, "Both of mine are now too big." Sindi saw that I had the laces of her corset pulled together and then had me put my uniform back on. "I see," she said. "Well we'll get you some new corsets tomorrow. Now clean up the dishes and as you take your hour off we'll discuss how things will be and what you're going to have to do to rebuild my trust." With the kitchen and dining room cleaned up I walked into the living room where Sindi was sitting, sat down and we talked. Well Sindi talked, I mostly listened and nodded. "While you are on duty do not speak unless requested by me, call me mistress do not use my name. No male clothes for the duration of your contract to me, not for any reason. Tomorrow gather all of your male clothing from my bedroom and bag them up and place them in the trunk of my car. After the clothes are bagged put on one of your dresses and we'll go get you some new corsets and more clothes. On Monday get dressed and go down to the DMV and inquire about getting your gender status changed and a new driver's license. Finally go your work place and tell them that you will now be living as a female. You can tell them that you are going to have a sex-change operation and they won't be able to fire you, but tell them you understand if they would like to demote you to a position of less responsibility and pay. Do these things and I will believe that you are sincere in wanting to continue this game. Now get down here and worship your mistress' pussy." Derek would have been shocked at this new revelation, but Kira simple dropped to her knees and took up the assigned task. Sindi experienced orgasm after orgasm. She grabbed my head and forced my tongue as deep inside of her as she could manage until she finally screamed enough. She was shaking and gasping for breath. She held my head to her pussy until she calmed down and then told me to get up. As I did she saw the cum dripping from my tube and making a puddle on the floor. "In the future Kira always wear panties and a panty liner. For now lick that up. By the way that was wonderful Kira, so after you lick up the mess you made, you may have the rest of the night off. I suggest you get some sleep; tomorrow will be a busy day. Breakfast in bed at 8AM." Saturday came with the buzz of the alarm clock. It was 7am and I had slept for 10 hours. I hardly noticed the corset, but my ass was another matter. My nipples had been well stimulated as I would roll over to relieve my butt, my nipples would be worked over until It would wake me and the cycle repeated itself until I finally found a spot on my side that allowed me to rest, and rest I did. Despite my pains I felt better than I had in a week. I got up, groomed my self, cooked breakfast for Sindi, and was standing by her bed as her alarm went off. She ate quickly offering me a bite of egg or sausage occasionally and I cleaned up while she bathed and got dressed. At 10AM we were at the mall and while Sindi wore flats I was in my 4" sandals. I had a hard time keeping up with her as she breezed through store after store. By the time we were at the end of the mall were we entered we were both laden with boxes and bags of my new wardrobe. Our next stop was Karen's Salon. I walked into the front door this time and Karen saw us and made a big fuss. I was quite embarrassed but while everyone in the salon looked at us they all just gave a quick glance and returned to what they were doing. Sindi told Karen that we needed the works including bikini waxes and brow thinning. We were ushered to the back room where I was first denuded and told to strip. This was the first time that Sindi had seen my new tits and though she didn't say anything her mouth hanging open confirmed her shock. Karen did mention them though, "Well it looks like a lucky lady has got herself some new tits," and I just nodded my head as I got up on the table. Three hours later we walked out with newly manicured nails and completely hairless from the neck down. The waxing stung like a thousand little needles and the soothing creams were heavenly on my stinging skin. Our eyebrows had changed the most though; thin high arches for both of us. Kira, was taking it all in stride. Sindi next drove us back to the uniform store and the process of selecting my corsets began anew. This time Sindi enlisted the help of the owner and explained the situation right down to my chastity device. Mr. Howard was the owner and he shook his head in such a way as if he heard this everyday. He had me step back into a fitting room and disrobe. He saw the chastity device and reached down and grabbed my balls and chastised cock as if he were checking a tomato for ripeness and firmness. He let go and using the tape measure that was hanging around his neck he took my measurements, and then ignoring me he discussed with Sindi the type of corsets he recommended. What he brought out for me to try on was a variety of garments. First he try on a corset similar to the one I had been wearing, one that rode just under the bust line and fell to the tops of my hip bones and heavily boned. The difference with this one though was that it was far more adjustable so that I wouldn't have to replace it as often. Sindi bought me two more of these. Next he brought out what looked to be a medieval torture device, and he proceeded to lace me into it. This one was a complete coverage corset it covered my breasts and had a choker style collar attached to it and it fell to just above my knees. As he pulled the laces tight across my tits I moaned from the sensations and Sindi looked at me oddly. It took almost 15 minutes for Mr. Howard to complete the lacing and now not only could I not breathe but I could barely stand in my high heels. Mr. Howard opened the door to the dressing room and said, "Walk to the front of the store, turn around and come back." Walk! Was he crazy? I started slowly and quickly realized that me knees were my pivot points. The only way to move forward was by rolling my legs in an exaggerated "models" walk using the stepping foot to cross the centerline of the back foot. I made it there and back and Sindi looked absolutely flushed. She silently mouthed to me "I'm Soaked." My cock twitched and cum dribbled into my panty liner. "We'll take one of these as well," said Sindi as calmly as she could. We finished up with other corsets, fancy and utilitarian, but I knew that I would be spending a lot of time in the full coverage corset. I wore one of my new corsets out of the store and to my surprise Sindi wore hers that I had been wearing. Sindi was now satisfied with our purchases and we left for home. I noticed that Sindi was driving a little faster than normal and her face was flushed. The drive was taking to long for Sindi and she pulled off the road and ordered me under her skirt. I licked and sucked her juices for over an hour. She came and came, She screamed and thrashed about, and by the time she pushed me away, my mouth was cramping and my tongue was numb. The seat and her skirt were soaked, my makeup was gone and my face was coated with her juice. I sat up and notice that my dress was also soaked but with my juices. I was very horny now with no relief in sight. When we got home Sindi pulled the car into the garage. She got out and told me to go run her a hot bath. I went to do so. When she entered the bathroom she saw that my dress was as wet as hers, she seemed a little surprised but just said that I needed to change my pad more often. As she got into the tub she told me to unload the car and put our purchases away, then undress and take our clothes and wash them. Once I was finished with these tasks then I could make us both a margarita and then and share the bath with her. I completed these tasks in record time and handed Sindi her drink and then slid down into the relaxing water. "Now let me get a good look at those tits. Where did you get them? They match you skin perfectly and the way they hang is perfect." "That's not all," I said, "They have a wire attached to my real nipples and when they are fondled they send a pleasant and almost painful sensation to my real nipples." I explained to Sindi the other attributes of the breasts as Sindi began to fondle and pinch the nipples making me squirm as I spoke. After a few minutes of this she picked up an ice cube from her drink and rubbed it across my right nipple and I gasped and felt my come run out of my dick. The sensation was incredible and I looked down to see that the fake nipple and areola was now sticking out almost an inch. Sindi repeated the action on my left nipple and this time the sensation translated as pain, and I pulled away and covered my nipples and even this act again sent those painful sensations coursing through my chest. Sindi just laughed and proclaimed "Justice is served!" After I recovered and my nipples had returned to their "Flaccid" state, we washed each other and fondled each other and gave each other back and neck massages. My dick was responding and was soon straining against the tube holding it in check. Eventually we just lay in the water holding each other until the bath water turned cold. "Get a towel and dry me off," Sindi said. I climbed out of the tub and retrieved a towel and dried her softly and brought her robe. "Now get back into uniform and clean this bathroom up, then go make me a Chef Salad." With that she walked out. I dried myself and went to my room and got redressed. I tugged on the new corset until I had rope burns in my hands. I placed a new pad in my panties and reapplied my makeup. I stepped into my 5" pumps and walked down the hall to Sindi's bathroom. When it was spotless I left the bathroom and proceeded to the kitchen. I saw Sindi lying on the couch ramming one of our dildos in and out of her pussy, she was thrashing about and I also noticed that she had our inflatable butt plug in her ass. I couldn't tell if it was pumped up or not, but I kind of figured that it was. I stood mesmerized and watched her abuse herself for several moments until she shot me a glance and brought me back to reality. I was just finishing up the salad when she screamed and a few moments later walked gingerly into the dining room. I stood at attention and watched her eat. I refilled her wine glass as needed and she never once offered me even a bite of her salad. Finally she spoke, "I see that you have done much better with your nails this time and here I was in the mood to punish my maid with a really severe caning. Oh well what's a mistress to do." She finished the salad and got up went back to the living room sat down, and picked up a book. I looked down at my ten perfect nails and sighed. I knew what I had to do. I cleaned up the kitchen and I went to the closet to get a pair of pliers. I grabbed onto one of my fake nails, twisted and the nail snapped. I grabbed a second nail and repeated the action. I put the pliers back into the closet and went and got the cane. I walked up to Sindi and silently I offered her the cane as I showed her my two broken nails. The smile that appeared on her lips, I hadn't seen since before I had removed the chastity. It was a smile that told me that we would survive this game and be okay. "Turn around and hold up your skirt," she said. "Ten lashes for you." The pain that shot through my body on the first lash went straight to my dick and I almost cried out, the second, third, and fourth blows rained down and I was sure that I was going to faint. Four, five, six, and seven and the pain was gone. Eight fell and I orgasmed in my tube, nine fell and my orgasm continued, ten landed and we both crumpled in a heap as we both shook and shuttered with mutual orgasms. Neither of us moved for what seemed like an hour. When Sindi did move she had me go get the bulb for pumping up the inflatable butt plug and attach it to the plug lodged in her ass and deflate it. When I did I was amazed at the volume of air that she had pumped in to it and when it was fully deflated it just fell out. "Go wash up the toys and get to bed." As I was pulling my nightie over my head Sindi entered with a jar of cream. She had me lie down on my stomach and my tits began their sensual torment of my nipples. At first I barely felt it because of the stinging and burning in my ass, but the cream did its job and my focus shifted from my butt to my tits. Sindi's rubbing along with my tits tingling started the flow of my come. After about 5 minutes she stopped and saw the puddle I had made on my bed (I hadn't put my panties on yet). She got up and told me to change the linens on the bed and as I busied myself with this task, she laid out our Sunday schedule. A thorough house cleaning top to bottom, beginning with a hearty breakfast for both of us, though I was to have mine in the kitchen. I would be permitted to loosen my corset, wear my lowest heeled shoes and there would be no punishment for additional broken nails during the cleaning. I was to wake her at 7AM. Sunday went exactly as Sindi said we cleaned everything, We turned the beds, we beat rugs, we polished silver, we cleaned cabinets, we washed, waxed, dusted, vacuumed, and rearranged everything, by 9PM we were both exhausted. It had been tough. My feet had long ago gone numb. Even though the corset had been loosened my ribs were all bruised and I had broken four more nails. My hair was a mess, my makeup none existent. Sindi looked pretty much the same way. I had forgotten about the small box that Shannon from the prosthetic shop had given me to give to Sindi. I had found it while cleaning my room and now that we were finished I went to retrieve it. I handed it to her and explained where it had come from. I sat down to watch her open it, but she just stared at me. "Did Shannon not say that this was for me?" "Yes," I said. "Well then why don't you get us some ice tea while I open my gift." I stood back up and left the room. When I came back Sindi was gone but emerged from her bedroom a few moments later. She bore a wide grin on her face as she sat back down and took the drink that I offered her. Several glasses of tea later and I felt the bathroom calling so I stood and when to my bathroom. I was surprised when Sindi followed me and watched me as I sat down and emptied my bladder. A few dabs with some toilet paper and I pulled my panties up and nestled them to my groin. Sindi walked over to the toilet, lifted the seat, unzipped her pants and pulled out a very small flaccid cock. My jawed dropped when Sindi's urine began to flow out of it and into the bowl. She was doing what I could not, standing to pee. She finished peeing, gave her cock a shake or two, stuffed it back in her pants and zipped them up. She chuckled as she left the seat up and walked out of my bathroom. When I was able to move I joined Sindi in the living room and she showed me her new toy from Shannon. It was a small but very realistic looking cock that protruded from her pussy, and it absolutely looked like it belonged there. She removed the faux cock from her pussy and showed me that about two inches protruded into her vagina and formed a funnel like tray for her urine to channel through. I was amazed at the design and construction. She said that it also came with an adhesive and could be inserted for up to two weeks at a time. I think that I am going to love it. I told Sindi that Shannon also said that there was a deluxe model and to visit her if she liked this one. I spent the next hour with my mouth firmly attached to Sindi's pussy and finally she got out our largest dildo and had me strap it on, and I fucked her until she just could no longer stand it. She clawed me and bit me and all the while, I just leaked into my pad. After she recovered she left the room while I cleaned up and got ready for bed. When she returned she was nude with the small cock protruding and she announce that she had glued it in and for the next two weeks she was the man of the house and anytime that she wore her manhood that I was to call her master. You know the routine, breakfast at 6AM. With that she, I mean he, retired to his bed. I don't even remember my head hitting the pillow I was so exhausted but the alarm blaring in my ear left me no time to think. I jumped out of bed and realized that I was sore and stiff from the previous days cleaning marathon. A quick shower and a re-tightening of my corsets laces, makeup a fresh pair of panties, and new panty liner, my uniform and I was ready to begin my day. As I stood watching my new Master eat, he reminded me of my day's tasks, the DMV and my work place. I asked if I could first go to the salon to get my nails fixed and a touch up hair removal so that I could look my best. He chuckled and said, "Sure babe get the works, now start my bath and lay out my gray pants suit." As I walked into the salon, Karen seemed a little shocked to see me, and I explained what my tasked were for the day and showed her my nails. She saw them and gave a little shriek and pulled me to the manicurist station and began working on my nails herself. I ended up with lovely rounded nails and a French manicure. Then Karen took me to the back for more facial hair removal, followed by a more business like hairstyle and modest makeup. Three hours later I left the salon with a real lift to my ego. For the first time I understood what a trip to the salon could do for your spirit and I knew that I had never looked better. That's not to say that I wasn't petrified, I was, Derek was, but Kira had the strength to walk into the DMV and up to the information window. The young girl behind the counter looked like she was straight out of high school. "May I help you," she said. "I'd like to inquire what steps I need to take to have my gender and name changed on my driver's license," I said. The young girl just stood there for several seconds and excused herself to get her manager. A gentleman returned with her and I repeated my question to him. Without missing a beat he informed me that I would have to petition the court for a name change and that it would take just a couple of forms filled out by my medical doctor and my psychiatrist to change my gender. He handed me copies of the forms and told me what department to go at the courthouse to file a petition for name change. I took the forms and thanked him for his help, turned on my heel and left. I think I took my first breath since walking inside as I left the building. I sat in my car and trembled. The DMV had been difficult enough, but now I sat in Derek's assigned parking place of my office trying to gather enough courage to walk inside. I had just earned this new space before I had gone on vacation and was now several hundred feet closer to the entrance than the new hires and temps. Twenty minutes later the door of my car slammed shut as I began the walk to the front door. I wore my most business like suit and lowest pumps. They were still three inches though and my skirt rode several inches above my knees but I knew this would fit right in with the female employees. We use to joke that anytime a promotion was available the skirts got shorter and the heels higher until the selection was made. We always knew when the promotion had been awarded the hemlines fell and the flat unattractive shoes made their reappearance. I was at the door now and walked inside. I walked up to Wanda the receptionist and asked to see Mr. Ronald Cash (my boss). If Wanda recognized me she never let on and asked me if I had an appointment. I shook my head no. "What does your visit pertain to Ma'am." I told her that I was an old friend just in the area on business and thought I drop in to say hello. "And whom may I say is visiting?" "Jane Aubrey," I said. I knew this was an old college flame that Ron hadn't seen for years and often thought of. "One moment please, while I see if he's available." She spoke on the phone for a few minutes and said," Mr. Cash is in a meeting, but would like you to wait in his office. It's on the tenth floor and down the hall to your right as you exit the elevators. I'll tell his assistant Blaine that you're on your way." I politely thanked her and made my way to Ron's office. Blaine was there to greet me and show me into Ron's office, then he offered to get me a drink. I accepted and he left to get it. It was hard for me to remember the last time someone had waited on me. I was just finishing my drink when Ron walk in. His excitement at seeing Jane fell off quickly when he saw Kira instead. "I don't know who you are or what you're trying to pull, but you're not Jane Aubrey!" "Ron it's me" no sign of recognition came from Ron. "It's me Derek." Ron's face flew through a dozen different expressions and finally settled on "Why." "I'm sorry to spring this on you this way Ron, but this is who I am. That's why Sindi called to request a leave of absence for me, I'm going to have gender re-assignment surgery" Ron plopped down in his chair and called for Blaine. He popped his head in the door and Ron said martini, make it a double and keep them coming. "And for you miss Aubrey?" said Blaine. "That's not miss Aubrey Blaine," said Ron. "It's Kira Donly," I said, "and I'll have what Ron is having." Donly was Sindi's maiden name. Blaine looked puzzled and left. An hour later I walked out of Ron's office. I was elated and saddened. Derek had resigned effective immediately, but Kira was to start as a clerk in Bob Epps department in two weeks. Bob was the biggest womanizer in the company. He thought he was a real ladies man, but he was just a joke. He wore whites shoe with a white belt and the cheapest cologne I've ever smelled. The woman that worked for him never seemed to be threatened by him at all, they all just laughed off his advances. In fact the woman in his department seem to egg him on by wearing the shortest skirts and highest heels of any females in the company. Now I would see first hand why this was so. When I got to the car I sat for a few minutes and shook and trembled and finally collapsed into tears. It took me a few minutes to recover my composure and as I looked up two guys were stooped down at the front of my car. I got out and looked down to see them painting over Derek's name in the parking space. I got back in my car and drove home. This game had long term cost me my dick, my male status, and now my job. Anger started to boil up in me again and when I walked in the house I was ready to head for the closet with the tools when I passed by a mirror. My look stopped me dead in my tracks. I was beautiful. The new hairstyle was lovely. My business suit fit me wonderfully and my figure was now better than Sindi's, and Sindi wasn't even here now anyway, my master was. The change that came over me at that moment was incredible for the first time Kira was the dominant personality. I turned around and headed back to my car. I thought I might be in trouble when I returned home to find my master's car already there. I walked in the door and quickly headed to my room to put away the small packages that I carried and to change into my uniform. I changed quickly and then moved to the kitchen and started dinner. Master entered and announced that I would be punished for not having his dinner on the table when he got home. I felt just like a subjugated wife and felt an odd kinship with my abused sisterhood. I just hoped master could wield the cane as hard as Sindi could. He had me tell him about my day at the DMV and my workplace as he ate. I relayed the information leaving out my final stop. After dinner master called me in to the living room and announced that my punishment was starting. I was to keep my mouth on his small cock for the next hour and not remove it for any reason. So onto my knees I dropped and opened my mouth. Here was a cock that was not susceptible to my well practiced technique. I found that master got the most pleasure from my grasping the cock with my teeth and forcefully pushing and tugging at it. This began to elicit the response that I was hoping for and I tasted a small amount of master's cum drain from the cock. I increased my efforts and was finally rewarded with master thrashing about and screaming at the top of his lungs that he was coming. When he finally lay still I still had the cock in my mouth and was sucking his juices out of the small pee-hole. He lay back and said now don't pull away and it took me only a second to realize that he was peeing and I had to quickly fight the reflex to gag and to pull back. Once the hour was up master told me to stand up with my panties down and holding up my skirt as waited for him to fetch the cane. While I dreaded the cane it was also the one instrument that was allowing me to achieve an occasional orgasm so I now willingly withstood the pain to get to the pleasure. Master walked back in the room and told me not to look and to spread my legs a little wider and bend over. I did and almost immediately felt the sting to the stun gun on my balls. I lost control of my bladder and peed all over the floor. I did manage to remain up-right and before I could properly steady myself he jolted them again. I felt nothing but the stinging pain but my ejaculate was covering the floor along with my piss. "The punishment's over, pull up your panties and clean this place up and then you can explain what was so important that you were late with my dinner." I reached down and pulled up my panties and realized that I had no feeling in my scrotal sac at all. After I was finished mopping up my body fluids I went into my room and picked up the smallest package and as I did, I bumped one of my nipples on the bed frame and felt an intense pain. My balls may be numb but my nipples were hardening and I knew my period was about to start. I stood before master and presented him the small package. He slowly opened it and pulled out the bottles of pills. "Hormones?" he said. I nodded and explained that after checking with the DMV, that I needed to be under both a medical doctors and a psychiatrists care before I could obtain a new drivers license. "So I went to our doctor and basically said I couldn't pretend to be a man anymore and asked for help, I have my first psychiatrists appointment next Monday and I had the first of my hormones injected this afternoon, and that's why I was late." Master sat there stunned looking at first the bottles of pills and then at me. He handed me back the pills, got up and walked to his bedroom and shut the door without saying a word. At 6AM I was standing beside masters bed with his favorite breakfast. He slowly woke up and moaned "Aspirin." I set the tray drown and quickly went to get them. He downed them quickly with his coffee as I stood at attention. He had dark circles under his eyes and it was obvious that he had done a great deal of crying. "I never meant for things to go so far. You were only supposed to inquire, not follow through. Since you have though, so be it. You buy yourself some new work clothes, short skirts and high heels I believe you said was the preferred work attire of your new boss?" I nodded and he set his coffee cup back on the tray and as he did he bumped my nipple. He saw me flinch with pain, and simply said, "that time of the month?" Again I nodded and he dismissed me. That first "period" that I went through was tough. My nipples were constantly reaching out for something to brush against. My bra's hurt them and I don't think I once though of sex for those five days. I went topless as often as I could and eventually found that a demi cup bra that did not cover the nipples worked even better than no bra at all. I did go shopping but it was a chore. It was the next week before I could enjoy my purchases. The day I finally woke up to find the swelling had gone down in my nipples was a wonderful day. I retried on all my new clothes and just fell in love with them. The skirts were short and the heels high and needle thin. The pain they would cause while wearing them all day would be exquisite. I knew that when I when I wore them, I would turn the heads of all the men at work, and because of this, I would have to change my pad often. My first appointment with the psychiatrist went really well. I think I even surprised myself with the tapestry of lies I was weaving for this man about how I had been fighting this gender issue my whole life and how I was fed up and was finally living for me. He bought it hook, line, and sinker. Work was much the same. I walked up to my new boss Bob with more confidence than I could have possibly imagined just two weeks earlier. My short pleated skirt and low cut blouse caught and held his attention. When I finally got his eyes to mine I held him in my gaze until I was ready to release him. I quickly turned and took a step away and turned back like a model does a turn and I believe that he orgasmed on the spot. His cheeks turned beet red and his knees buckled and he asked Mona to show me around as he beat a hasty retreat. That episode at work proved to be the norm for the girls working under Bob Epps. To the men he always tried to act like a real ladies man, when as it turned out Bob couldn't get within three feet of one of us without coming in his pants. He simply couldn't control himself. The girls enjoyed teasing him and I joined right in. I began to enjoy myself tremendously at work. The girls were beautiful, but I don't think I ever once thought about how it would be to fuck any of them. Our home life was less enjoyable I was still my wife's maid. Weeks turned into months and Master had not reappeared. Sindi had gone to see Shannon at the prosthesis shop and I knew that she now had the small tool to adjust my breasts but had not offered to do so, and I did suffer greatly during my period. Sindi would often smirk when I would injure myself and say I was just experiencing womanhood and to get used to it. The Full coverage corset often made its appearance on Friday evenings and was kept on until Monday morning. While my posture was never better I grew to hate that garment. Sindi would also remove and reattach my breasts when it was time. The first time was the eve of my birthday. She removed them that night band also allowed me to go to bed without my corset. My own tits felt like they had lost all of their sensation, but it felt wonderful being able to breathe deeply. Still the corset and my enforced dieting had really reshaped my body into a classic hourglass shape and Sindi seemed both surprised and shocked by my new body shape. I awoke the next morning and glancing at the clock realized that I had overslept. It was 7:30 and I threw back the covers and started to jump out of bed when I saw Sindi standing at the foot of the bed. She was wearing one of my maid uniforms and standing at attention as I always did. It took a moment to shake the cobwebs from my head as Sindi spoke, "Good morning master and happy birthday! What would you like for breakfast?" I sat puzzled for a second longer and then realized that my birthday present was going to be a reversal of roles. Today I was king. I sat up and gave Sindi my order and she handed me the morning paper and then left to prepare my meal. The whole day went like this and Sindi waited on me hand and foot. The one bump in the entire day was the chastity still firmly gripping my cock. Still I was able to hold her and to play with her tits and to eat her pussy as much as I wanted. The day was great. After I finished with my evening meal of a T-bone steak and baked potato Sindi cleaned up the kitchen and I then allowed her to have her small salad. The most satisfying part of the day came as I was watching TV that evening and Sindi walked in carrying the cane. She had broke two nails and I was getting to punish her. I took the cane and showed her no mercy, by the time the sixth stroke fell Sindi was whimpering and she orgasmed at eight and I orgasmed on her tenth stroke. We both laid on the floor in a heap. We finally struggled to our feet and I told Sindi to clean up the mess we had made on the floor and then report back to me. She finished the evening standing at attention wearing the hated full coverage corset. She wore it for about 4 hours and never complained, but she never made me wear it again after that night. Finally I unlaced her and told her to prepare for bed. I went into my master bedroom and waited for Sindi, but instead she went to the maid's bedroom. I did get some satisfaction from this but eventually got up and joined her in the maid's bedroom and we held each other until we fell asleep. The alarm went off at 6AM and I rolled over quickly realized that my breasts were reattached and the nipples were making their presence known. A note stuck to my clock gave me my instructions and I was again the maid. It was back to the routine. Sindi continued to remove my breasts as required in the instructions, but it was a long time before I would again see my own nipples. She found a way of me never knowing that I was without them. She would give me sleeping pills and once I was asleep she would remove them and my chest and allow my chest to breathe. By the time I woke up they were reattached I was none the wiser. I was never without the weight on my chest and they were by now as much a part of me as my cock used to be. Though my time at home was tough, I think that Sindi was suffering more. Every evening now I would spend an hour with my tongue on her pussy this was followed by a long session with me wearing one of our a strap-ons and fucking her as she played with my tits. I would dribble come into my pad and Sindi would thrash about with orgasm after orgasm until she would be too raw for me to continue. Still this seemed to bring her no real satisfaction. On the nights that she was too raw for me to screw her, she would screw me. I so wanted to cum as she fucked my ass, but it just never happened. The cane was now standing silently in a corner and with it silent, there seemed to be nothing that would send me over the edge. One day as I was just finishing with dinner Sindi glided in with a look on her face that I hadn't seen since she first saw my bottles of hormones. "I have a date!" she excitedly announced and I froze in place. A date? What did she mean a date? "Hurry never mind about dinner come help me get dressed." I set the casserole I was holding down on the table and hurried after her. When I caught up wither she was already in her closet and tossing things about. Dresses and outfits that I just had washed and ironed. This went on as she emptied her closet moaning that she had nothing to wear when she suddenly stopped, turned to me and said, " Your bright red micro-mini leather skirt and halter top, and your 6" fuck-me-pumps, go get them quickly he'll be hear in a few minutes. As I retrieve the requested items the doorbell rang, Go ask Herman to come in, and get him a drink, and tell him I'll be ready in a few minutes. Then get back up here to help me get dressed. Herman was a fairly large man and I watched the bulge in his pants grow as he watched my tits bob in front on him. It was that time of the month so I had on my demi cup bra and my lightest sheerest blouse and there was nothing left to the imagination. By the time I had delivered Herman his drink, his pants looked like they had a flagpole in them. I excused myself and went to help Sindi finish dressing. She stood in front of the mirror looking radiant and it caused me to pause as I felt a twinge in my chastity tube that I had all but given up on ever having again. My hormone sleepy cock tried once again to rise to the occasion only to be quickly defeated by the tube. Sindi stood admiring herself for a few seconds more and then without ever taking her eyes off the mirror announced, "See what you're missing, now and judging by your passiveness probably for the rest of your life. The rate you're going by the time the two years are up you'll be ready for your own pussy. I guess we can still be friends. No more sex though, so if you want someone to fuck you, you'll have to go out and find him yourself. We'll talk about getting you a night off every couple of weeks so you'll have the time. Just don't be fooling around on my time. Now clean this room up and hang all my clothes back up. Herman and I will most likely come back here to fuck so the room better be ready or else" With that she picked up her purse and was gone. My cock gently laid its head down and went back to sleep. My emotions though were wide awake, and I was very confused. Was it because I couldn't fuck Sindi, or that I couldn't fuck Herman? Was I jealous of Herman and Sindi for having found each other or was I just feeling left out. I stood still for several moments without moving and when I did I felt something on my leg. Cum was sliding down and was pooling on the floor it looked like I had cum, and I hadn't felt a thing. True to her word She and Herman came back to the house after their date and I listened to them fuck for most of the night. The morning found me standing by their bed with coffee and then their breakfast. Herman never once hinted that I was anything but a female and his watching me got him excited enough for another quickie with Sindi before he left. Sindi had me turn around so that I couldn't watch. My juices leaked down my legs as they rode each other to explosive orgasms. After Herman, came numerous men and while they and Sindi were always well sated after their encounters, my horniness kept increasing. My cock though never moved in its prison, and now no matter what Sindi wore or did, it remained quiet and still. This did scare me a lot, I never intended to let the hormones go so far, and I almost quit taking them, but my sessions with my doctors were going very well and I just let things travel along their status-quo. A year had passed I was staring at the calendar at work when it hit me this time last year Sindi and I was just arriving at the cabin for our vacation. A vacation that changed our lives, probably forever. We had met another couple from the next cabin, or at least I thought we had just met them. Sindi finally confessed that she had known them for some time through a work relationship and that relationship had blossomed into a torrid affair with both Patti and Jack. She had booked a cabin at the same location when she found out that they were staying at the same cabin where they were staying for the first leg of their two year world travel tour. The sex that Sindi and I had those first two weeks was phenomenal. Things had quickly changed though when they arrived. Sindi knew that it was her last time to taste Patti's Pussy for two years and to feel Jack's cock inside her, so she wanted to make the most of it, and she had. At home that day I removed my work clothes, my mini skirt and low cut blouse. I removed my corset and panties and stood naked in front of my full-length mirror. Only a woman starred back. I now believed it was possible to remove my chastity by some careful tugging and twisting but had never tried. My hair was now almost as long as Sindi's and all mine, no more extensions. My beard was gone forever thanks to my doctor setting me up with weekly electrological sessions. My fake boobs had lately been drooping more and more and the batteries had weakened con