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Riding Bitch Chapter 2
By Cissykay
Before I knew what was happening, she placed a long leather strap
around my waist, and buckled it behind the chair. Now I couldn't get
off the chair if I wanted to.
"That was the last trick I had to play on you girlie. Now you're all
mine."
She took a smaller strap and buckled my right arm to the back of the
chair. Then one on the left. Then she pulled out another piece of
plastic the same color as the chair. She slid it into a groove in the
leg of the chair. Now my right leg was totally immobilized. Next she
did the left. I was pinned to the chair, totally naked, and unable to
move a muscle.
"Did I tell you that I am also an inventor? I have developed a wild
adhesive that you will test out for me tonight. Just remember that
every time you do not do exactly as you're told you get a demerit.
Believe me, you don't want too many of those."
"Are you crazy, you bitch?"
"Oooh, one demerit. Want to try for two?"
"What the fuck do you think you're going to do to me?"
"One more demerit for being rude, and one for not properly addressing
me. That's three. Keep going."
"What is this demerit shit?"
"One for not addressing me properly, and another for rudeness. Five
already. Yippee, you just keep going." I finally figured it was time to
keep quiet since I had no idea what the punishment was.
Cheryl then, figuring that I was going to be quiet, began to study my
face and body very closely. "You know, I can see you as my best project
yet. You have lots of potential. But for the time being, let's see if
you're ready to start taking direction." She went to the back of the
motorhome and came back and stood behind me. "Open you mouth nice and
wide for me, NOW."
I couldn't see her so I figured that if I didn't she may strangle me or
something, so I opened my mouth. Cheryl then put something in my mouth
and locked the strap behind my head. When I looked in the mirror in
front of me, I saw that my mouth was now forced wide open, and there
was a steel ring in it.
"Now stick out your tongue." I did, and it stuck out through the ring.
"Oooh a nice long one. You're going to put that to good use making
everyone's cunt nice and hot."
My eyes were beginning to tear. What were these maniacs doing to me?
There was a knock on the door, and when Cheryl opened it, all of the
other sponsors came in. Melanie looked as if she was pissed at what
Cheryl had done. Good, I thought to myself, now she will have to
release me.
"Mistress Melanie, I believe you owe me five hundred dollars?"
"Yes, you'll get your money as soon as I go to the bank. See you little
bitch, I bet Cheryl a lot of money that you weren't stupid enough to
let yourself be totally strapped into her chair. I lost. Believe me;
you will pay dearly for that."
"And, I get to try my new inventions on her?"
"Yes, yes."
Her, what does she mean by that? Cheryl then came over to me with a pan
of water and a razor. She washed my chest, and took the razor and
removed all the hair from it.
"You see sweetie, Melanie wanted to have you fitted with the same size
tits as her, and I bet her that if I could get you restrained, I could
try my new wonderboobs on you. Did I mention that when we said ride
bitch into Sturgess, you were actually going to be transformed into a
bitch?"
I fought with every ounce of strength I had, but I soon realized that I
wasn't going to get free from my bondage.
"Time to get started ladies. Do you intend to stay and watch the
bitch's transformation, or would you prefer to get a huge surprise when
she's finished?"
The girls just looked at one another and everyone but Melanie decided
to stay.
"I will save my surprise for after you are through. I don't need to see
this. You see Ken, as part of the wager, I had to give Cheryl
permission to transform you into what she wants instead of what I
wanted. And I'm quite sure you realize that all wagers must be honored.
I'll leave her to her work. You should know that she has an evil sense
of humor, and she doesn't much like men, so I can only imagine what she
has in store for you."
With that, Melanie left the motorhome, and the other girls pulled a
sofa out of the wall, and sat to watch the show.
Cheryl went to the back of the motorhome again, and returned very
quickly. "I'm sure you know by now that you aren't going anywhere until
I say you are, and I am really hoping that you pile up more demerits
before I'm through. You are already going to have to work off five
demerits later on, and I would just love to add a few more."
As she placed a tray next to my chair I could see that it had a small
tube of clear liquid on it. I had no idea what it was for, but I was
certain I would find out. Then she slid another piece of plastic down
grooves on either side of my head, and slid a metal bar through a hole
in each one. My head was now also immobilized, and I could only look up
at the ceiling.
"If you are smart, you'll do exactly as you are told for the rest of
the session. I don't think you want any more demerits tonight, believe
me."
Next she put a cold wet patch over each eye.
"This will soften the skin around the eyes and make his lashes and
eyebrows much easier to work on later."
It also made me totally blind.
"Now, let's see if you're ready to be a good little slut for me. I want
you to stick your tongue out again for all the sponsors to show them
how long and sexy it is."
I did as she ordered, and stuck my tongue out as far as it would go.
Cheryl then grabbed it with what seemed like a pair of pliers, and
pulled it out even further.
"Look ladies. Have you ever seen suck a wonderful cunt licker in your
life?"
I could hear the girls laughing. Next I felt the sharpest sting in my
tongue I have ever felt in my life. I tried to jump, but I couldn't
move my head, and as hard as I tried to pull my tongue back, she had a
vicelike grip on it. I felt her attach something to the bottom of my
tongue.
"Now ladies, just one little dab from the tube and there, done. Now, if
I'm right, the gold ball through her tongue will not come off without
the solvent no matter how hard she tries to get it off. And she will
try."
The bitch had pierced my tongue.
"The first pledge test is scheduled for 10:00 tonight, so I will have
to hurry to get the bitch finished. Tell me ladies, do you think she
will be so quick to put women down after her initiation?"
Everyone just snickered.
"I was originally going to give her two piercings in each ear, but
since I know it will piss Melanie off, and since our little pledge
bitch has had a big mouth tonight, I have decided on five in each ear."
She took out the gun and proceeded to punch three holes in the lobes of
each ear. Then she put two in the tops.
"I believe I will give the slut a couple of diamond studs in the tops
of her ears, and I would appreciate it if you ladies would do her the
honor of choosing the rings for the bottoms."
They picked out three sets of gold hoops. Cheryl inserted them in the
holes, and then applied some adhesive to the back of every post. They
were now permanently attached to my ears. I couldn't believe what she
was doing to me. After she was through, one of the sponsors left and
came back with a large bowl of salad, and several smaller bowls.
"Time for dinner slut."
How was I going to eat? My tongue hurt like hell, and my ears were on
fire. She removed the "O" ring from my mouth and fed me some salad. I
was afraid to bite.
"Come on sissy. You'll get used to the post and gold ball through your
tongue. Normally I would have deadened the areas of the needles, but
since you gave me such a hard time earlier, I thought you could use a
little pain to learn who is in charge for the next month or maybe
longer."
We finally finished eating, and Cheryl began the next phase of my
torture.
She released my head from the prison, removed the patches that had now
dried and stuck solidly on my eyes and I could see my ears and my
tongue in the large mirror to my left. I saw the gold ball that was now
screwed through my tongue, and the large hoop earrings that were chosen
for me. I looked ridiculous. A tear ran down my cheek.
"Now ladies, I want you to see for yourself the end result of my work
so far. Slut, do you remember how I told you to address each sponsor
and handler?"
I nodded that I did.
"Well then, I want you to thank the sponsors for choosing such lovely
earrings for you. Nice and loud now."
"Thank you Misthtressths."
Everyone roared at the lisp that the ball in my tongue gave me.
"Oh, that is just precious. I am going to require a tongue piercing for
every man that I force feminize from here on."
"I thought you would all like that. Now, that's a good slut. Just keep
doing as I tell you, and you will actually live through the night, and
get to thank me properly later for taking my valuable time to make you
look like the biker slut that you are."
Again Cheryl went to the rear of the motorhome and I caught a glimpse
through the mirror as she returned. I knew she was carrying something
made of black leather, but I couldn't make out what it was. She stood
behind me again and told me to open my mouth. By now I learned that it
would only cause me more trouble if I tried to rebel, so I just closed
my eyes and opened my mouth. I felt something being forced into my
mouth. I felt Cheryl buckle it behind my head and make sure it was
secured tightly.
"There you are slut. You have been acting like a dickhead, so why not
look like a dickhead."
I leaned forward and saw this huge rubber penis protruding from my
mouth.
"That is eight inches long slut, and the one you are sucking on, is
half that length."
I had a four inch rubber prick stuffed in my mouth and I couldn't close
it. My mouth quickly filled with saliva since I couldn't even bite down
on the gag due to the pain from the piercing. I began to cry more.
"Just one more thing, and we'll be ready for the most important part of
the experiment."
Cheryl then produced a soft leather hood. I could see that it had no
eye holes. She slipped the mouth hole over the penis gag and it made
that even tighter.
"This is for your benefit slut. If you were able to watch what is going
to happen next, you would probably have a heart attack."
She placed the hood over my head, and tightened the laces as tight as
they would go. I felt as if my ears were being squeezed through the
sides of my head. I had trouble at first trying to breathe, but I
finally relaxed and it became much easier.
"Mistress Carol, I know you have had practice, and since we are short
of time with so much to do, I wonder if you would be so kind as to
handle the sluts toes and fingernails. I want the two and a half inch
nails. It is impossible to use your fingers while wearing those, but
the slut needs to learn what a woman goes through to cheapen herself
for a man's pleasure."
Carol began to work on my toes first. I could feel her doing something,
although I couldn't quite make out what.
"I'm so excited about trying this. If it works, as I believe it will,
then I will have orders from every female on the planet that wants to
teach a man a valuable lesson. Here we go."
I felt something cold being applied to my chest, and I immediately knew
by the smell that she had wiped my chest with alcohol. Then as fast as
lightening, I felt a huge pain in my left nipple. Then the right.
Cheryl had used something to attach suction cups to my nipples.
"Ladies, this will make her nipples stick out further than yours in
about fifteen minutes."
I was in more agony. Now every part of my body hurt although, after the
initial shock of the suction cups, the pain subsided, and it became
more of an ache. By now I could surmise that Carol was painting my
toenails as I felt the brushstrokes. It wasn't long before she was
through, and began working on my fingers.
"Just put a little glue on each fingernail Carol. That s very powerful
stuff."
As soon as she was done gluing my new fingernails on, she looked and
said, "Wow, I could never function with nails that long. How long does
the polish last?"
"It is permanent. Very low maintenance. And they will not chip. It's
like they are made of steel, although it's a new polymer that can't be
cut. Again, they can only be removed with the solvent, and the slut
will have to keep me happy and behave herself because I am the only one
who knows that formula."
Cheryl then did something that even brought fits of terror to the
sponsors. "You can't be serious Cheryl. Those are enormous. No woman
could live with them."
"Melanie wanted her to have a nice pair of 36C breasts. But, since I
won the bet, the slut gets a pair of 52DDD tits. Normal woman's breast
weighs about three pounds each. These weigh six and a half each. And
just wait until you see the final product if my theory is correct. This
should only take about ten minutes, and I suggest that if you have a
weak stomach, you wait outside."
Nobody moved. Cheryl then did something and one of the suction cups
came off. She pinched the nipple and I felt a sting and tried to jump.
I tried to protest, but all that came out was a very muffled
aaarrggghhh. Then I felt a real sting in my chest. It was much stronger
than the suction cup. Cheryl was explaining as she went along.
"What I did was make some modifications to the breastforms. I cut out a
section in the middle of the breast. Then I insert the steel ball with
the wires attached running back to the back of the breast, there is a
hollow area in the front so the steel ball dangles freely. Now I have
inserted one end of the wire through her nipple so that they meet in
the middle. Now I have a syringe filled with adhesive. I insert it into
the nipple and the two wires will adhere to each other, thus making it
impossible for the wearer to remove the wire without having to slice
her real nipple in two. I think you can imagine how painful that would
be. Now that I have the metal ball wired to her real tit, all I do is
slide the ball into the breastform and glue the piece of the form that
I cut out back in place. Now I place the breastform on her chest, apply
the adhesive, and as you can see, the slut has a supertit."
She very gently let the breast lay on my chest, and repeated the
process on the other side.
"Finished. Now it is time of the acid test. For the purpose of this
experiment, I am going to finish putting the sluts face on and her new
hair."
I was now lying in the beauty chair with these two huge breasts resting
on my chest.
"The next thing is her makeup. Full treatment. This is also permanent,
and can only be removed with a special solvent. I don't think we have
the time to teach her how to properly apply her makeup every morning,
so this will eliminate that problem."
She removed the leather hood, and my face and hair were soaked with
sweat. She worked on my face for about thirty minutes, and finally was
satisfied with the results.
"You won't appreciate the quality of my work until she has her new
perm. You're going to love this."
My head was now back in the harness, so I couldn't even see what had
been done to me.
She took a barber's shear and within ten seconds all my hair was on the
floor. I was as bald as a cue ball. She applied some form of nylon
netting over my scalp, and glued it in place.
"Mistress Melanie thought a nice short pixie look would be nice.
However, you know how difficult it is for a woman to manage hair a
little longer, so I want to make sure that the slut has some work to do
in the morning."
She put a platinum blonde straight hair wig on my head and adjusted it
until she was satisfied. Then more adhesive and I was done.
"Look girls, only 9:15. Record time!"
The girls were stunned.
"She's a knockout. She may be the prettiest woman in the entire camp,
except we know she's a chick with a dick. She will pass easily as long
as nobody gets close enough to see her Adam's Apple."
"I'm glad you reminded me about that. I have that covered also."
She went into a drawer and came out with a polished stainless steel
collar. It was about five inches wide in the front and had some sort of
tiny screw setup on the front. She struggled to get it around my neck,
but finally I heard that distinctive click of a lock, and it was in
place.
"This has an inverted lock, so it can only come off by inserting a
special key. We know who handles the keys to every pledge's bondage
devices. The handlers. I am going to help this slut by putting her
garter belt and silk stockings this one time. After tonight she will
have to learn to do it for herself."
Cheryl then wrapped a black garter belt around my waist, and rolled two
silk stockings up my now hairless legs. She attached the stockings to
the belt and pronounced that it was time for the test. She went to the
back and came out with a shoebox. She placed it at the side of the
chair. Then she inserted a metal pin in the collar and adjusted it
until it was barely touching my chin. It had a sharpened point at top.
She screwed the pin in place, and told me that it was a very effective
posture collar.
"Every time you lower your head, you'll stick the pin in your chin. It
shouldn't take too long before you hold your head nice and high and be
proud of the slut you've become. I'm going to release the slut from the
bondage chair now. If you do exactly as you are told, I will help dress
you. Is that understood?"
I was wising up. As soon as she releases me, I'm going to give her the
beating of her life, and then get the fuck out of here. I'll worry
about how to get this shit off me later. Right now, I just want to get
away.
"Are you sure that you don't want to keep him restrained. He will try
to run if you give him the chance."
"Well, that's a chance I will have to take. Although I plan on several
forms of bondage for our new pledge, it won't do well to have to keep
her restrained preeminently. She does have to pass the tests with the
rest of the girls."
Cheryl then released my fingers from the rings and I saw these very
long and curled bright red nails on the end of each finger.
After I get away from here, I'll find a way to get them off. Wait till
I get these bitches if they have the nerve to show up in Sturgess. I am
going to take Cheryl and actually chain her to a bed for the entire
club to fuck all week.
She slid the plastic cover from my right forearm and undid the leather
strap from my muscle. Then she undid the other strap.
"You can slide the other cover off yourself sissybitch, while I take a
seat.'
I was still lying down with these two horrible looking rubber tits
resting on my chest.
'I'll show you who's going to be a sissybitch, you fucking cunt. I'm
going to give you the beating of your fucking life.'
I removed the plastic cover and I was finally free.
I leapt off the chair and hit the floor solidly. Instantly, I felt a
searing pain in my chest. I buckled to my knees, and stuck the pin from
the collar in my chin. I was screaming in pain.
"Yes! They work just as I predicted they would. Every time her tits
bounce even a millimeter, the pain will be crippling. You see girls the
metal ball hangs free. It pulls the wire and slices into her real
nipple until she can't stand the pain and has to stop it. The only way
she can do that, is to make sure her 52's don't jiggle."
The girls were astounded.
"You mean he has no way of stopping it?"
"Yes, she has to make sure that they stay in place. Even the slightest
motion will cause her extreme pain. I can see her crying a lot if she
doesn't behave. And just to ease your minds, a normal bra won't do it,
if I ever had one that big. But there is one item of clothing that I
have in stock that should do the trick. Now sissy, beg me and the
sponsors to forgive you for swearing at us, and do it like the lady you
are."
"Pleathse Mistresths, I beg you. Forgive me for sthwearing at you." I
was crying from the pain uncontrollably. "Pleasthe Mistresths, sthtop
the pain."
"That's better. Now hold your new tits in you hands and sit up."
I held them as straight as I could, and struggled in pain to get to a
sitting position.
"Now. I want you to show the sponsors and myself that you are ready to
be a good girl. Reach over and take the shoe box, and you had better
lay flat on your back or the boobs will drop and hurt very badly."
I did as I was told. I took hold of the shoebox and opened it. There
were a pair of bright red patterned leather five inch high heels in the
box. They each had a strap that fastened around the ankle.
"Inside each shoe you will find a small padlock. I want you to put each
shoe on, and then lock the ankle strap on the shoes. I don't want them
coming off during our games. And you better hurry. The pledge test
starts in a few minutes, and if you are not ready I'll have to lock the
office for the evening and leave you to fend for yourself until
tomorrow."
I did exactly as I was told. I locked the high heels on my feet. Now I
couldn't remove them either.
"That's a good girl. Now take yourself and your tits to the back of the
trailer, and you will see a very expensive leather bustiare on the
table. Bring it here to me."
I got to my feet and since I had never had high heels on before, I kept
stumbling. The pain was fierce. I did manage to get the corset and
bring it to Cheryl.
"Now ladies, this is made of treated rawhide. It will fit sissy very
well, and if I lace it correctly, it will keep those thunderjugs of
yours from bouncing. Carol, have you ever found a woman that didn't
complain about being laced into a severe corset?"
"Are you nuts? Never."
"Well our sissyslut not only isn't going to complain about wearing
hers, she's about to beg us to put it on her. And she will learn very
quickly to beg not to have it removed. How's that for fun? Someone that
begs for the discomfort of a bustiare. Beg pretty sissy. Then kiss each
of the girl's feet and tell them that you will satisfy them orally
anytime they want, and I will help you dress."
"Oh please Mistresses, I beg you, let me wear my corset?"
I kissed each one of their boots and promised to service all of them.
"That's better sissyslut. Now Carol, if you would please get the
rawhide laces from the sink, I'll get sissyslut into her new rawhide
prison."
I was made to stand and Cheryl put the corset around my waist. She
sprayed the corset with water and got it quite wet first. Then she
began to lace it up. She put the laces from the bottom up and finally
reached the top. She put her knee in my back and pulled as hard as she
could. The tighter she pulled, the less I was able to inhale. I thought
I would pass out. All at once I noticed the reason why she began at the
bottom. It was so she could put all the tension on the top of the
corset. As it got tighter, the pain in my tits went away. They were
solidly encased in the corset, and I had a huge cleavage. Then she
double knotted the laces, and tied a bow at the top. No more pain.
I finally wasn't in any severe pain, but I could hardly breathe because
the corset was so tight. It was then I walked to the mirror, and almost
died. I WAS gorgeous. I didn't recognize myself. There is no way that
anyone would believe I was the guy that rode in here behind Melanie.
Cheryl than ordered me to get the metal fist balls. She locked them
back on my wrists, saying that she didn't want me playing with my tits
or anyone else's tonight.
"You are now ready to meet your Mistress. Let's get out to the group."
I was made to navigate on my own, and with my hands encased in metal
balls, I couldn't grab anything to steady myself. As we walked to the
area of tonight's test Cheryl said not to worry, I would learn to walk
like a lady before Sturgess. Or else!
Cheryl and the ladies were making small talk on the way. One of the
girls asked why she had to get the rawhide wet before putting it on,
and why were the laces soaking in water. She commented that she thought
it might be so it was easier to get on.
"No, that isn't it at all. The corset and the laces were made of
rawhide, right? I soaked it for a specific reason. What does rawhide do
when it is wet?"
"It stretches."
"Very good. And what does it do when it dries?"
"It shrinks, right?"
"Yes it does. It's about 90 degrees outside tonight, and as dry as can
be. If you think sissyslut is having trouble taking a breath now, just
wait till the leather dries. As the leather dries the laces will get
tighter, and the double knot will be impossible to undo. It will be fun
to watch as she cries to be let out of the corset, and begs not to at
the same time. I think our sissy is in for one very uncomfortable
evening."
Everyone broke up again, everyone except me, that is. It wasn't until
we had joined the other club members that it finally hit me. I wasn't
wearing any underwear. When we arrived I was ordered to go sit with the
other pledges. As I sat down, I saw that they were all dressed exactly
as I was. Wet rawhide corset and red high heels. The girl's shoes
didn't have locks on them though. They also weren't wearing collars.
They were amazed at the transformation. "You look wonderful."
"Yes." All of my fellow pledges agreed that I was beautiful as a woman.
One did comment that she thought the jewelry was a little overdone.
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