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A Special Christmas Morning
Christmas Eve my girlfriend and I came home from visiting some close
friends. Things hadn't been all that good for us recently and she spent
most of the night talking with the other women. I on the other hand
spent the night getting really, really drunk. No don't get the wrong
idea, I don't usually get drunk, but that night Sally and I had a big
fight and I was upset.
As she drove us home (I was in no condition to walk, let alone drive)
she told me that she told the other women how I was starting to treat
her as property and little more than a slave and that they told her how
to correct my behaviour. Sally told me: "There will be some radical
changes whether or not you want them, so just get used to the idea." In
my state I was not really able to argue.
I staggered into the house and barely made it to the bed before I
passed out, face down. At some point Sally must have taken matters into
her own hands, because I awoke to find that I was bound to the bed by
both my wrists and ankles.
"So, you are finally awake you drunk! You know that I hate it when you
get into that state. I had needs last night and you were in no shape to
do anything about it! That will all change as of right now!"
Still bleary-eyed and with a cotton mouth, I could only stare up at
her. I had never seen Sally like this, she was usually so meek and
compliant; what had I missed last night?
"So you want a Stepford wife, do you? A willing plaything? Someone to
order around and to wait on your every need? Well, that isn't going to
be me! I have had it with taking your orders meekly, now you will take
mine!"
I could only stare at Sally in total suprise. I wanted to argue that
this wasn't what I wanted, but my foggy brain couldn't form the words.
"I told Ann and Betty about how you were treating me and they told me
how they changed Bill and Sam. I thought that it was a good idea to put
you through the training also. But they did warn me that with some men
the training gets out of hand and to be ready if that happens. I told
them it wouldn't be a problem for me, since I was bisexual as it was
anyway."
That last statement confused me. I knew that Sally had experimented
with women in college, but I never knew that she was bisexual. Besides,
what did that have to do with me?
"From now on, you are Cindy. You will dress only as Cindy, you will
answer to Cindy and you will act in every way as a woman. I called you
boss this morning and told him that you had to take off 6 months under
the Family Leave Act to care for your terminal mother. He was very
understanding and he will be sending you full pay here on my name. He
was very nice."
As she was saying all this I was struggling against my bonds. She
couldn't do this to me! I was a man, not a woman!
"I can see by the look in your eyes that you are coming to understand
what is in store for you, but you can only barely imagine what lays
ahead for you. Now stop struggling, we can't have you bruising
yourself. Besides you tied me to the bed like that many times and even
fell asleep with me tied up. So, I guess I will just go home for now
and let you get used to the idea."
With that she walked out of the room. I heard the door close and lock
as she left. I was panicked. How long would she be gone? Hours? Days? I
struggled but eventually wore myself out and fell into a sound sleep.
After what seemed like an eternity, I woke and found Sally standing
over me. Every stitch of clothes that I owned were piled next to me on
the bed and there were several large boxes and bags scattered around
the room.
"Good, you're finally awake. Now we can begin. You have no further need
of these male clothes and unless I allow it, you will never wear
anything male again. From now on you will call me 'Mistress'. You will
answer every order from me with 'Yes, Mistress" and will not talk
unless given permission. You want a Stepford wife? Well, I am going to
show you just what a Stepford wife is and if you do a good job and
learn your lesson, you may have one yet. That's the deal. If you live
as Cindy for the next 6 months and live up to my expectations, I will
willingly marry you and be the kind of wife you claim to want."
At this point I found that I was bound to a desk chair and she rolled
me, bound and naked, to the window looking out on the backyard.
"Now, just watch and learn." With which she walked out of the room,
taking all my clothes with her. She shortly reappeared in the backyard
and approached the grill. I could only watch as she dumped my clothes
into the grill and set them on fire. She looked at the window with a
evil grin and came back into the house and walked into the bedroom.
"You now have 2 choices, either agree to the program of learning or
leave this house stark naked. Before you answer, I want to thank you
for adding my name to the bank accounts, it made it so much easier for
me to take you off the accounts. Now, answer me! Which choice will it
be?"
"The program I guess..."
I started to answer, when she slapped my face HARD! "Lesson 1... you
will answer meekly and end with 'Mistress', now try again Cindy."
"The program, Mistress." I barely whispered.
SLAP!!!! "That wasn't meek! That was a tone of resignation. Now answer
me properly Cindy."
"Please let me start the program, Mistress."
"Very good."
She untied me and told me to go into the bathroom. AS I sheepishly
followed her, resigned to my fate, she started the shower and covered
my entire body with a very smelly lotion. Even my head was coated, with
the exception of my eyes and eyebrows. I was forced to stand there for
about five minutes until Mistress told me to get into the shower. I was
shocked to see the amount of hair that ended up at my feet and even
more shocked when Mistress told me to get out of the shower and look in
the mirror. I was completely hairless!!!!
As I walked back into the bedroom, I noticed lots of girly things laid
out on the bed. All I could do was stare at all of the different types
of things there were. I had no idea how some of them were worn, or even
how to put them on. I turned and opened my mouth to ask when she
slapped my face again.
"You will only speak when told to speak. Open your mouth."
I reluctantly did and was rewarded with a dick shaped gag that was
firmly buckled in place.
"These are your new clothes, but to wear them correctly you will have
to learn a few things first."
I felt her squirt something under my balls and then she quickly pulled
my cock and balls back and pressed them into place and held them for a
second. When she let them go they stayed where they were! She then
squeezed something onto my newly hairless chest and pressed very large
breast forms to my chest until they also were held in place.
"That is a special glue, something like superglue, but much stronger.
You will be able to pee, but not get an erection. The glue is permanent
unless removed with the special solvent that I have locked into a
safety deposit box in a bank that you don't know. Now, walk across the
room and back."
I mumbled a "Yes, Mistress" through my gag and tried to walk. To
prevent pain, I had to walk almost on my toes and put one foot almost
directly in front of the other. My new "breasts" giggled heavily on my
chest, I couldn't believe the weight of them!
"Not to bad for a first try Cindy, but you will improve. Now as to
underwear... some women like cotton briefs, in fact I prefer them
myself, but I know that you like silky bikinis, French cut briefs and
thongs... so that is what I bought you. I like to let my breasts swing
free, but I know just how much you like them to stick out, so I bought
you some nice bras to match your new panties."
I could only stare at the wide array of different types of panties and
bras, I had no idea how I could ever bring myself to wear them.
"I prefer not to wear hosiery or pantyhose, but I do for work and for
special occasions. You on the other hand will wear stockings at all
times, except when showering or going to sleep. You told me once that
pantyhose only get in the way, so with that in mind I got you several
garter belts and thigh highs. Don't worry, you will become very
familiar with putting them on."
I admit that I like the look of garter belts and stockings, but not on
a man! I mean, yes they make it easier to play with a woman when you
reach under her skirt, but... I am a MAN!
"You notice that in the winter I usually wear jeans or pantsuits. But
since you hate them so much, you always said that only the man of the
house should wear the pants, you will be wearing only dresses or skirt
sets. I know it will be cold, but one has to suffer for their partner
right?"
I could only mumble a response, but it seemed enough for Sally at the
moment. She seemed to really be enjoying this. All I could hope for was
that she would quickly tire of this game and we could get back to
normal, me the man and her the submissive woman.
"I like to be comfortable, but you seem too like high heels so much,
that I did what I knew you wanted and bought you several pairs of
heels. Since you don't like the low heels that I tried to wear at
times, all of the shoes I got for you have at least a 3 inch heel. I
like a simple natural look, but you like the bright lipstick and
heavier makeup, so I bought that type for you too. I almost forgot,
while I grew my hair longer than I like to please you and you always
wanted my hair down to the middle of my back, I got a surprise for you.
Now close your eyes."
I did as was told and was greeted with that same cold, wet feeling but
all along the top of my head and forehead. Then I felt something that
was a bit heavy, but soft, forced onto my head.
"Now, open your eyes and look in the mirror, Cindy." I looked and saw
that I was sporting a wig of long red hair down to the top of my ass!
Even without being told I knew that it was attached with the same glue
that was used elsewhere. Sally also told me that from that day on I
would use the depilatory on my face 3 times a day, followed by a
moisturizer to keep my face soft to the touch.
"I'm going to untie you now, Cindy and you will do exactly as you are
told." She did so and I just stood there, my jaws slightly aching from
the gag.
"Since this is your first day as Cindy, I will be nice, put on these
French cut panties first." I looked and saw her holding out a pair of
peach coloured satin panties to me. I must have hesitated, because she
reached out and slapped me hard between my legs! Tears filled my eyes
as I took them and pulled them up my legs, but they just didn't fit
right.
"What a stupid slut you are! You have them on backwards, you idiot!"
SLAP between my legs. "Now take them off and put them on right!" SLAP!
I hurried and did as I was told. SLAP! "You didn't thank me for your
nice new panties!"
"Thank you, Mistress." I whimpered.
"That's better! Now for the bra." I stared at it, not having a clue
where to start. She was kind enough to instruct me to bend over and put
the cups over my tits and then put the straps over my shoulders and
helped me hook it behind my back. Next came the garter belt, the
stocking straps had to be fed down through the legs of my panties and
the stockings. She showed me how to roll the stockings up my legs,
keeping them smooth and how to attach them to the straps on my garter
belt. Next came a very short silk skirt and matching blouse with lots
of lace. I stepped into the heels and they felt unfamiliar, but not
really uncomfortable, they did make it a bit easier to walk with
everything glued in place. The shoes seemed a little strange though...
then she told me that they all locked in place and only she had the key
which she would keep with her at all times.
Sally taught me the proper way to walk and sit and it only took me a
few minutes to become at least able to do it well enough to suit her
for the moment.
"One more thing. Since you are now a woman, Cindy, you will only make
love as a woman does. To that end, I bought a strap on dildo and you
will learn its use soon enough. But not right now, you have an
appointment."
She told me that I had an appointment at a beauty salon and that we
couldn't be late. I was terrified to leave the house dressed the way I
was, but I had no choice. The cold wind that blew under my (yes I was
starting to realize the my attire was the way that I would be dressed
for a while) skirt caused my cock to try to retreat, but the glue
prevented that and was fairly painful. When I went to get into the car
the way I always did, I received another slap and was told to sit first
and then swing my legs in. I tried and got another slap for not making
sure that my skirt was smooth when I sat. The drive to the salon took
most of an hour and the heater kept trying to blow my skirt up my legs.
I pulled it down, but Mistress told me that I was to let it ride up to
give the truckers a thrill. The resounding honks from the semi's only
made me blush deeper.
At the salon, my wig (which turned out to be real hair) was washed and
curled into a ultra-sexy style, my eyebrows were plucked and shaped and
acrylic nails were applied to my fingers. The nails were painted blood
red, as were my toenails. While they dried, heavy makeup was applied in
a painful process and I was told it was a new procedure. The makeup was
permanent unless removed with a very special makeup remover. It was a
form of bacteria that would live on my old skin cells and the colour of
the makeup could be changed by applying the touch of a special static
electric brush. My lips were then injected with collagen to puff them
up a little and the fine lines around my eyes were treated with botox.
Looking in the mirror revealed a feminine face that only barely looked
like the face that I had grown used to seeing in the mirror.
Back in the car, Mistress informed me that I needed to work outside the
house. I was to be a French maid for Ann and Betty. I would dress the
part, of course, so we had to make another stop. The erotic boutique
had everything I would need. The uniform, the fishnet stockings, frilly
bikini panties, petticoats and even the 6 inch stilettos heels that I
was to wear. The shoe came with a locking mechanism that Mistress would
keep in her possession. I had to model everything that was bought and
the staff got a good laugh at me trying to walk in those heels. Back in
the car Mistress told me that I was to keep our house clean also. At
times she, Ann or Betty would be entertaining and I was expected to
wait on the guests in my new uniforms and could not refuse to do
anything she, Ann, Betty or any guest told me to do.
It was almost 7 p.m. by the time we arrived back home and Mistress sent
me for a bubble bath. I prefer showers, but was told that I would only
take bubble baths unless told otherwise by Mistress. The bubble bath
was special, it would retard any hair growth, but I was to use the
depilatory every morning none the less, it would also make my skin very
soft to the touch. While I was in the bath she would lay out my evening
attire.
When I got out of the tub, I was told to only pat myself dry, never to
rub. When I got into the bedroom I was in for another shock. Normally I
sleep nude, but not any more. My outfit for the evening consisted of a
babydoll, very very short and sheer top and satin thong panties. The
nightie was a pale pink and there were a pair of mules, also pink with
pink fur at the top. I struggled into the unfamiliar outfit and
teetered in the mules as Mistress called me into the living room. When
I entered I couldn't believe my eyes. She had on a black leather vest
held closed by three chains and black skintight leather pants that
bulged oddly. She had on 6 inch spike heels and black eye makeup. She
looked like a perfect bitch (about how I felt about her under the
circumstances). I was ordered to kneel before her and keep my eyes
closed.
CLICK!
I felt a thick leather collar snapped around my throat. It had to be at
least three inches wide since I was no longer able to lower my head.
"Since I found those bondage magazines when I was throwing out your old
clothes I thought that you must like that kind of thing, so I decided
to oblige you. While you were trying on your new uniforms, I bought
this outfit. When you are around me you will kneel when told to relax,
your knees will be kept wide open and your hands will rest on your
thighs. When I give you an order you will bounce to your feet, say
'Yes, Mistress' and instantly obey my orders. If you refuse, you will
have to kneel outside on the front porch, facing the street, for 5
minutes. Each offence will increase the time by 5 minutes. I don't
think you will disobey very often... since it is only 3 degrees
outside."
I felt something snap to my new collar. "Do you understand me, Cindy?"
"Yes, Mistress!" I replied as I tried to spring to my feet. The
combination of the leash and the mules caused me to fall face down at
her feet.
"Since you are there already, you may show your appreciation to me by
kissing the toes of each of my heels." I quickly did as I was told.
"While you were in the tub I fixed our dinner. But don't get used to
it, this is the last time I will do so, from now on you will do the
cooking also. Follow me." I tried to get up, but her heel in the small
of my back stopped me short. "I didn't tell you to stand, Cindy. That
qualifies as disobedience. Go kneel on the front porch." I did as told
and damn near froze until she came and got me. "Now lets eat dinner." I
crawled behind her into the kitchen. The punishment fresh in my mind, I
stayed on my knees until I was told to sit in a chair. To my surprise I
was not allowed to eat at the table. "You have to earn the right to eat
at the table. Your dinner is in the dog dish. You are to eat it all and
lick the bowl clean. Oh! By the way, you are not to use your hands."
She sat down and ate a light salad while I ate tuna from the bowl.
After dinner, I had to do the dishes and occasionally she would come in
and rub my panties under the baby doll. The humiliation I felt can't be
put into words. After I was done, she led me back into the living room.
"I promised you that you will learn all that a woman has to do to
please a man and so you shall. Crawl here and unzip my pants." I did as
told and was slapped in the face by a strap-on dildo that was at least
10 inches long and three inches around! "This has a special attachment
for me. What you do to it, I will feel exactly as if I had a real cock
and by the way, it has a bladder inside that contains a substance that
is the same consistency as sperm. I am told that it even tastes like
it, but you will find out for yourself. Your first lesson is how to
give a blowjob."
I panicked! I was a straight man, no matter how I was dressed and I
couldn't suck a cock! She placed it to my lips, "Kiss it, Cindy. Hold
it by the base and lick and suck on it, bob your head a deeply as you
can." Thinking that it might be better to freeze to death than to do
it, I finally sheepishly opened my mouth and did as she ordered. After
what seemed like a lifetime, she grabbed my head and forced that huge
dick deep into my throat and came.
She then led me to the bed and cuffed me face down on the bed. It was
only then that I noticed that every trace of masculine was removed from
the room and my head was resting on a teddy bear. The sheets and
blankets were satin, pink satin. Sally stripped off all of the leather
and crawled into the bed next to me. "I never realized how tiring it
was to be the male in a relationship. Good night, Cindy." She cupped
one of my breasts and to my horror I could feel every touch as it was
transmitted to my real skin. She idly played with my tit until she fell
asleep. I finally fell asleep, totally sexually frustrated.
The morning dawned, with me being awakened to something cold against my
asshole. I tried to tense, but a slap stopped me. The next thing I knew
Sally was forcing that monster dick into my virgin asshole. Between
grunts, as she hammered into me, Sally said, "Your right! Nothing
better than to start the day with a good fuck." She kept slapping my
ass as hard as she could, something that I used to do to her while I
fucked her doggie style and fucked me with wild abandon. Finally, she
came deep inside my ass, pulled out, wiped that dick on my ass, the
same as I used to do to her and left the room. She came in a little
later and removed my cuffs. She had me do my face, take a bubble bath
and get into my black uniform, because Ann was due in about 30 minutes
to take me to my first day of work.
To be continued.
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