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Hi there, second time around. Thanks for the reviews. A few people took me to task for my religious disclaimer. On reflection I agree it wasn't necessary. But then faith 'aint always easy to come by. This is partly a continuation of the story; I've combined it with another idea that has been running around my head for a while. Both parts are self-contained but complement each other. It is probably better to read Pt 1 first as an introduction. This one is atypical in that it gets somewhat kinkier than the first, but the existing characters seem to fit so... Don't worry its not too twisted. This is a work of adult fiction. No resemblance to reality should be inferred or expected. Copyright KLS 2006. People are Complicated: Pt 2 By Kristina.L.S 1. Adjustments "Heyyy.. hon. I'm home, did ya' miss me?" Shelley dropped her bag just inside the door and jumped on the lounge to give Andie a hug and kiss. "Mmmm, yes I missed you. Why didn't you call I'd have picked you up." "Naaa.. it was safer this way.." "How do you figure?" "Welll.. if you had picked me up I would have been forced to ravish you in the car. The potential for disaster would have been un-acceptably high. Not to mention the embarrassment of all those innocent bystanders that might find overt displays of same sex affection disturbing." "Ok.. that sounds fair and reasonable... " Several minutes later, after some serious kissing, cuddling and general messing about with each others clothes. " Damn Shel you look great. Two weeks sun and surf and calendar shooting sure seem to agree with you. You even smell beachy." "That's just wishful thinking on your part babe. I haven't been near a beach in three days and I even showered in the meantime. Couldn't upset the cabin stewards or my best girl by coming home all sandy and smelly now could I?" This last with a laugh and tickle to the ribs. "Ok it's probably just the tanned and relaxed look combined with whatever cocoa butter cream you've rubbed on. I am glad to see you though. This big apartment gets me lost at night. Maybe the ghosts object to me poaching on their turf. They want you all to themselves." She swatted Andie with a lounge pillow then kissed her again hard and long. "Mmmm you taste great. The ghosts probably like you better anyway. You're a nicer person than this snotty, bitchy model girlfriend you've hooked up with." "Yeah you're probably right they do like me better and every one knows girls can't read maps..." Another swat with said pillow. "Shit hon' it's only three bedrooms instead of two. You're not sorry you moved in are you?" she said with a worried frown. "Relax Shel I am so glad to be with you it's not funny. I just needed the last six, eight months to sort myself out as my new individual self. Not everything has been peaches and cream these last few years but meeting you has been right up the top of the list." "Andie, I love you more than I can possibly say. I know I can be a bossy bitch sometimes and can be my own worst enemy. That has blown more than one relationship in the past. Most people, especially guys, can't handle a dumb blond model telling them how things should be ... " "Shhsh.. you are a bossy bitch..." another hit with the pillow, " but you're not a dumb blonde. A model yes, but no-ones perfect, even if you look it. For your information I love you too, otherwise I certainly wouldn't be shacked up in your place, which you own. Not paying any rent and generally playing the kept woman, my own job not withstanding." "We've been through that. Your divorce, although amicable, cost you a lot. Kate kept the house which you were on your way to owning. I understand the reasoning but still you should have been up for a payout of some sort. Not to mention paying off that medical loan." "Come on Shel you know how hard it was for Kate to lose her husband the way she did. I couldn't take any more from her and she did help set up my apartment that I no longer have thanks to the bossy bitch I'm in love with." Another swat with the pillow and an accepting chuckle. "Are you sure you're happy here with me. I'm three years older, had relationships with a dozen different girls and guys. Mostly girls. And I'm a bossy bitch. You've only been with Kate and that as a guy. Then me. You don't want to play the field a bit, maybe try it with a guy?" Shelley now looked depressed and sad as though saying or thinking things can make them real. She was amazingly beautiful, confident and loving. But several destructive bouts with a cupid that had a perverse sense of humour had left her doubting her desirability beyond a quick fling. That coupled with some good old Catholic guilt about being gay kept her double guessing everything where relationships were concerned. "Shelley please, trust yourself. Trust me. I'm the one that should be worried about honesty and feelings. A transsexual has limited possibilities for acceptance at the best of times. To find someone this quickly... who is beautiful, loving and understanding... well it means more than you can possibly realise. I am so glad to be with you, bossiness not withstanding, that I would be totally lost if you suddenly said you couldn't or didn't love me. I'm just mushy enough to need someone like you to hold me sometimes. So give us a hug cupcake and don't fret so much." Several hours later. "It's times like this I think I should smoke ... Hell after the last couple of hours a bypass is on the cards anyway." "Shelley, Shelley, Shelley. How many times do I have to tell you...?" "Yeah, yeah, I know. I should get up early and go running with you. Yeechh. No thanks" They lay there together in companionable silence. Then Andies thoughts started drifting again. "Ok Andie out with it. That's the third time in the last couple of hours that you've zoned out on me. I believe you, it isn't me. So give, maybe I can help." As she slowly came to the here and now Shelley watched as she gathered the wool and knitted a turtle neck or two or three. "Hmm. Oh, sorry Shel. No it's nothing to do with you..." "Hey anything to do with you concerns me. So who do you want me to kill?" Laughing ruefully she gathered her thoughts, " Sorry. It's just... Shit. Um. It's Kate. I'm worried about her. Since we split she's been going through the guys like there's no tomorrow. Even a couple of girls, if the rumours are true. I suspect she feels lost to some extent, in the house on her own. It is definitely nicer having someone to share with. Anyway I feel somewhat responsible for her situation. Eighteen months ago she was married and looking forward to life with maybe a kid or two down the track. Then bang, suddenly her husband turns into a girl and runs off with the first cute blonde he finds. Has to mess up your plans just a little eh?" "The first cute blonde huh. Who were the others then?" She lightly tickled Andie, then sat back," Have you talked to her. I mean she was your wife for a couple of years and you do love each other. That was always obvious. I guess that's partly why I'm a little defensive about me and us. You care, sometimes too much. But that's also partly why I love you. Plus she's gorgeous." "No. That's just it. Every time I try to get together she makes some excuse. I even went to the house again the other night and she wasn't home. Since she left the agency and went into partnership with whatshisname she seems distant. From what I can gather she's raking in the money. But... I don't know ...she's not herself...It's as though she's trying to rich herself out of feeling for anyone. And that hurts me. Especially if, as I believe, I'm partly to blame. Yes I still love her. I always will. To see her becoming some obsessed workaholic makes me sad. Even sadder, that she doesn't seem to want to talk to me anymore. I know remaining friends after a bust up is hard but we seemed to be fine... then suddenly a couple of months ago she just cut me out. Even when she changed jobs everything was Ok. Now ... I don't know." The thoughts started running around Andies head bringing tears to her eyes. Seeing her tear up Shelley reached over and wrapped Andie in a hug. "Hey come on. Kate's a big girl. She probably is feeling a little lost at the moment, maybe even blaming you for a few things rightly or wrongly. Would you like me to try talking to her? It wouldn't be so close talking to me, so I could try if you like. After all I'm not doing much for the next couple of weeks. I could front her at work and see if she's willing." "Would you. That's nice of you to offer. After all it's not really your concern..." "Hey don't start that again, what concerns you concerns me, Ok!" That got a grin, "Thanks Shel I appreciate it. You're both bossy bitches so maybe it'll work. Dom to Dom eh?" "You better believe it slave. Now roll over, cuddle up and lets get some sleep." 2. Regrets "Good morning, may I help you?" "I hope so. My name is Shelley McManus I was wondering if Kate Williams could see me at some stage. I don't have an appointment but she knows me." "Just a moment ... Ms Williams there's a Shelley McManus asking to see you ... I don't know ... yes ok, I'll pass that on... Ms McManus, Ms Williams is tied up with a client for the next two hours. But said that she could meet you for lunch at 1. She suggested 'por favor' two blocks down if that would suit you?" "That's fine, please tell her I'll meet her there." "Shelley, how are you? Is Andie ok?" "Hi Kate. Interesting place this. Mexican, Cambodian, Vietnamese and probably a bit of anything else you could name. Andie; well she's ok I guess. Except for being worried silly about you that is." The waitress showed them to a booth and both ordered a corona with lime. While they waited each sized the other up. When the drinks arrived they sipped and looked at each other. "So Shelley, what can I do for you? Need representation?" Smiling Shelley looked Kate up and down, "No Kate I'm fine in that department. You look tired. Still beautiful, but tired and Andie doesn't think it's work. Now having seen you for the first time in months I agree with her. What's wrong? Andie has told me everything about her life and most of what you two shared. She also gave me carte blanche to discuss anything with you if you were willing. Andie still loves you and always will so please don't feel threatened by me." "Oh sure, the winner being magnanimous. Please." "Kate, I don't want to fight with you. Andie is concerned that you are cutting her out and becoming a workaholic. We both love her. So when she asked if I would try where she had failed, I agreed. Apparently we're both bossy bitches so should understand one another." With a snorted laugh Kate drew breath, "Sorry Shelley that was rude. I... um ... yes Andie's right. I am cutting her out. I'm a stupid slut that destroyed my marriage for a few cheap fucks. Caused Andie more pain than she ever deserved. Fucked up my own life in the process ...Shit. Lets eat." The order was taken. The food was eaten in near silence. "Shelley, would you come back to the house with me. We can talk and get smashed. I'll blow off my afternoon appointment if you're free. Please?" Shelley looked at the other woman. In the time she had known her Kate had never looked so vulnerable or unsure. Andie was right to be worried she thought. Something is definitely bothering her. Maybe after a couple of wines she'll talk. "Sure Kate. I'll meet you there, my car's down the block." As Kate walked in the opposite direction talking on her phone Shelley pulled her own, " Andie, hi hon... yes just had a very quiet lunch ... yes something is definitely bothering her...we're going back to the house to get smashed... yeah I know might be a long one so don't wait up eh. ... hey I love you so no problem, one drunken afternoon with my lovers ex won't kill me. Might get some dirt on you ... yeah ... I know, talk to you later, bye." During the drive over Shelley pondered on what was bothering Kate. Andie was involved to some extent she thought. But her instincts said there was something deeper going on. "Thanks for coming Shelley. Come in please...Make yourself comfortable while I grab a bottle; red or white?" "White please, red gets me dopey in the afternoon." "White it is, back in a minute." While she waited Shelley looked around, expensive rugs on the floor, new LCD screen and sound system. A couple of flashy paintings that hadn't been there 3 months ago. Plenty of money being tossed about, but it seemed empty somehow. "Here we go. Take a seat, please." Both women sat and sipped a nice Sauv' Blanc. Kate looked at Shelley. She could see why Andie fell for her. She was gorgeous but there was strength there, brains as well. After the way I treated him, her, she deserves someone like Shelley. She could take up the masculine edge that Andie could not. So perhaps she's right, we are both bossy bitches. "So. Shelley I appreciate you coming to see me. I'm surprised you didn't slap my face when we met today." Shelley's eyebrow lifted at that, " Andie didn't tell you did she ... About a month ago, you were out of town for the weekend. Andie came over for dinner. I was between lovers and at a loose end, so... anyway, I got drunk, as I seem to do a lot lately. Andie tried to get me talking. I tried to get her into bed. She refused and I threw her out. We've hardly spoken since. Not that she hasn't tried. I just can't..." Tears started to flow slowly then. Shelley sipped as Kate cried quietly and tried to organise her thoughts. "Kate please. We both love Andie. You are very important to her and I like you. So please talk to me. I won't tell Andie if you don't want me to, she'll understand. But please open up, if I can help I will. I assume it's not money. That leaves relationships or lack there of. From what you've said I guess quantity isn't the issue. So ...quality?" She filled her glass and sat back wriggled a little to settle the cushion and gazed expectantly at Kate. Kate blinked at that, blew out and took in a deep breath. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked across at Shelley with a crooked smile. "You have won you know. You didn't know you were fighting. And I didn't know I was losing until I lost ... Did Andie tell you about the first time I seduced Andrea?" "On the beach?" "Yes, it was that night I started to really question myself. Andie had no idea what was going on with me. I'd just given her a lot to think about regarding being a woman. Meanwhile I was buzzing like a swarm of bees ... I'd just seduced a woman who was my husband and it felt so good to take charge of things the way I had. On top of that was the male slash female side of Andie plus that slight submissive streak she has... well it just got my head spinning." Both women sipped quietly for a minute. Shelley was content to let Kate talk at her own pace. "Then there was the Saturday morning before the end of year party at Gales. I got Andie straight out of the shower to go down on me. It was like being made love to by a girl. A girl who was my husband and she was fantastic. Closest thing I'd had to a lesbian experience at that time. We both joked about it but my mind was spinning. I knew Andie had met you and that you had kissed her at that bar where you meet up. She described you perfectly and when she described the effect your kiss had on her I wanted to kill you. Understand that we told each other everything. Andie believed that I was only interested in men. I had to let her go. You know the old, ' if you love someone set them free, if they come back...'. Well she didn't come back. It was my own damn fault." Kate was on her fourth glass by now. She got up and went to the kitchen, no unsteadiness, yet thought Shelley. A minute later she was back with a fresh bottle. " Hmm that's nice. Where was I ... well things rolled on ... Andie had her operation. That time with her here as she recovered ... we were closer than we'd ever been. I tell you watching as your husband stretches his vagina with a dildo is one for the books. I found it so erotic I can't describe it. Shortly after that you two got together and I knew I'd blown it big time. I dated off and on. But nothing, no one got to me. Even tried a few women just to see. Nope, no good either... then ... well..." tears started to flow freely down Kate's face. Shelley knew they were close to it now. She got up and sat against Kate hugging her gently. " Hey come on I can tell we're almost there get it out huh." The mood shifted and Kate started small talking about work, hers and Shelley's. This continued for about two hours. Then, "Hmm I'm hungry fancy some pizza?" Pizza arrived and they ate and chatted. Another bottle of wine, Kate was on her eighth glass. Shelley her second still. Then Kate roused herself. They were still side by side, Shelley prompted her with a polite, "Please Kate, you were dating with no joy..." "Oh boy. Um ... well it seems one of my conquests wasn't... quite pure. I got chlamydia. No symptoms for a while then suddenly... yuck ... then pain. They treated the main problem and that seemed to be that. But they didn't quite get a secondary infection... by the time they caught it my fallopian tubes were badly scarred. I am probably infertile and it's sure no eggs can get down where they need to go. I may have to have a hysterectomy." "Oh shit Kate. I'm so sorry. I know you wanted kids at some stage. Are they sure it's hopeless?" "Oh yeah. Believe me I've spent some money in the last few months hoping... but no joy." They both sat back. Shelley went back to her seat and sipped a little. Well that would explain her behaviour to a degree but there's still more she thought. Maybe Kate doesn't know what herself. They both sat and drank for a few minutes each wrapped in their own thoughts. "So you can see why I've been a bit stand offish with Andie lately. Not only does the man slash woman I love, love someone else. She's not going to be a father. Did you know Andie; while she was still Andrew, had some sperm frozen so I could have our child when ready. She would help with maintenance or whatever. Well won't happen now." The tears started flowing again. She finished her glass and poured another. Her voice was just beginning to slur. "I think, no I know. If you had expressed an interest the little wrigglies would have been available to you too. Andie asked me shortly after you two hooked up if I objected. I said no problem. Had I been bitchy she would never even mention it to you. She was my husband and now your girlfriend. Because the boy part was with me she would have kept to that and you would never have known. Still wouldn't, except for me blabbing. Shit... Anyway where was I... the only time I get excited now is at a club I go to occasionally. Dominica's ever heard of it?" Shit Shelley thought to herself; Dominica's. Yeah she knew it. D and S, S and M. A little more than her own tastes flew but a friend of hers was into it big time. Heavy duty. She guessed Kate was into the Dom stuff. Phew, Andie would not be happy with that. There was a slightly evil smile on Kate's face at Shelley's expression. "I see you do know it. I thought you might." The smile faded became sombre again. "Yeah I've been there quite a few times lately. Tried the sub side just to see. Wasn't my thing. I'm more a Dom, as I'm sure you know. We're much alike." She sat back and finished her glass. Her eyes were a little unfocused and her voice was slurring noticeably. Poured another, "So before I get too smashed to talk. I have discovered that the only thing that turns me on anymore is being Dom to a fem slash sub guy. Like Andie, only more so. But like a great sage once said, ... ' without love it 'aint much ', Prince I think. Anyway unless the gods toss me another beautiful sissy boy I'm screwed so to speak. Don't go to the club anymore, work is it. Then I come home and drink. Making a fortune but it's empty. Pathetic huh?" They sat and finished their glasses, Kate's twelfth and Shelley's third. "You know I didn't recognise it at the time. Only recently in fact. But when Andy and I were together and I was playing the field. What made it worthwhile was having Andy to come back to. Now I realise that I wanted him to accept that as part of our relationship. He might have too if I'd handled things better. No, that's not quite true. I expected him to accept it. Oh damn..." tears started again, "You're welcome to stay if you've had too much. I know I have. Anyway thanks for listening. You can tell Andie if you wish, I don't mind. Sorry I have to go. Then to bed. Spare room... you know where... or see yourself out. Um." She wove across slightly unsteadily to Shelley, hugged her and with a kiss on the cheek thanked her for listening. " It has helped surprisingly. Thanks again. Goodnight." Shelley felt saddened by the situation and wondered if she should tell Andie everything. Yes she thought. Andie's probably tougher than both of us put together. She checked her watch, just before nine. She finished her glass rinsed it and Kate's. Turned out the lights, made sure the door was locked and drove home. 3. Serendipity Michael checked himself in the mirror. A flush of sorrow washed across his face as he looked at his naked body. Getting a little closer he thought. But when will it be right. He needed someone. But who and where. He dressed and headed to work at the bank. Junior clerk. No perks, not much money, but at nineteen with no great skills he couldn't complain. He wondered how much longer before the gossip started to affect his ability to keep working there. Oh well, cross that one when we come to it eh. Kate needed to pick up some statements and documents from the bank. One of her clients wanted some details of their trust account she had set up. She could have asked Vanessa to get them but decided to walk down herself. As she approached the counter she noticed the young guy sorting some paperwork at a desk nearby. Very swishy she thought, has to be gay. He's so girly looking. "Excuse me...yes, could you see if there are some documents in that pile for Fleiss and Williams?" He looked startled she thought, embarrassed even. Flustered Michael looked for the documents that Ms Williams asked for. She was the fantasy girl for just about every guy in the bank. A few of the girls too he thought. He thought she was beautiful but way above him. Why would she even look at him? "Here you go Ms Williams, I think this is what you are after." "Yes that's it, thank you...? " "Michael." "Thank you Michael." Hmm he was even prettier up close, I wonder... He stood there on the outer edge of the group from work. Drink in hand he was barely part of things, but at least they'd asked if he wanted to join them. Kate met her client in the back booth he favoured. She hated meeting in bars, but he always wanted, where possible to meet here. Still it wasn't too bad she thought. Comfortable crowd and plenty of space. She was turning from the bar with a drink in each hand when her left elbow caught a woman in the breast, just a nudge fortunately. As she turned to apologise she stopped dead. It wasn't a woman. It was that kid from the bank. And he was seriously embarrassed this time. Oh shit he thought, she knows. He could tell by the way she had suddenly stopped cold with her mouth open. Mumbling an apology he put down his drink and hurried out. Why did it have to be her? She'll hate him now for sure. As she watched him hurry out Kate's mind was spinning. Well that was interesting. I'll have to meet young Michael outside of work. Hmmm... As she sat waiting Kate ran through her options. Just approach him and ask to talk she decided. She spotted him as he left the building and hurried to catch up. "Michael." He stopped and looked like a startled deer. "Oh, Ms Williams was there something..." "Yes there is. Please Michael may I talk to you." Now that she was standing here she wasn't at all sure where to go next. It must have shown. "Umm ...Ms Williams can I help you. I'm not sure..." "Michael please. I know I embarrassed you the other night. I understand what you're going through. You see my husband. That is, my former husband, is a transsexual. He is now living and working as a woman. Perhaps I can help you in some way. You see... due to my own short- sightedness I hurt the relationship we had. I would rather not see that happen again. So please, can we talk? Coffee or whatever. I'll drop you home after..." "... so you see I do have some experience of this, ...ah, stuff. When my elbow connected with what I took to be a female breast. Then when I realised it was you and what that meant. Well I had to talk to you. You seem somewhat lonely and unsure of yourself. Perhaps you need me as much as I need you." They were in a small caf? not far from the bank each with a coffee and Danish. Michael was almost jumping with nervous tension. What he had just heard was unbelievable. Her husband now a woman. She knew all about him. Had a detective check up. His hand was shaking as he tried to take a sip of coffee. Ughh cold. "Would you like a fresh cup Michael? I really want to be your friend. Please believe what I've told you. It's all true. You aren't the only one in the world although I'm sure it feels that way. Particularly in the circumstances. You're not yet twenty. Alone. No family. Probably a dead end job. With the probability that as you're appearance becomes more, ..fem, you may lose it. I know you're already looked upon as rather shy and girlish. Some of your... ah, workmates treat you rather badly don't they. If you had some backup that may lessen somewhat. I do know a couple of the managers in your branch. That may help a little." She watched as his thoughts whirled about and then he relaxed slightly with a small smile. "I believe you. You know too much about this not to have had some exposure to it. I really don't know what is going to happen with me. Sure I can take the hormones. Which I am. But I barely scrape by week to week as it is. I have no savings and no great prospect of suddenly coming into wealth. Hell I don't even own any girl stuff, so... I um would love to have someone as smart and beautiful as you to talk to. I need a friend..." He looked down with a lost expression. Kate found herself feeling almost maternal. His family had abandoned him. Not too different to what Andie had gone through at the same age. But Andie was stronger than Michael, more focused. Michael needed guidance. She reached a decision. This would set the terms of their relationship for some time to come. If she'd read things wrongly then this would finish it. If not... Well then maybe they could help each other. "Michael will you do something for me. Will you, tonight, put down in your own words what you would wish from a relationship between us? Everything. Do not shirk any embarrassing desires. I will not laugh at you. I will be disappointed if you hold back. Or I believe you are. Then you will drop that in my file pickup at the bank marked personal to me. Will you do that Michael? " Two days later as she sat down with a wine at home Kate opened the envelope that Michael had placed in her file. Her eyebrows rose in surprise as she read. Wow, he didn't hold back that's for sure. She wasn't at all sure she could live up to Michaels wishes and desires. Some of it would require a lot of self-control on her part. Some would be almost against her personal beliefs. He wanted her to take complete control of his life. Total. Prevent any possibility of sexual gratification via his penis. Use him sexually or in any manner not causing disfigurement she chose. Body piercing. Corsets and lingerie. Maid fantasies, light bondage. This kid had been reading far too many twisted sex fantasies. Oh Boy, like an indentured slave or worse. She sat and pondered for hours. Then with an internal shake, a shiver of fear and a dash of anticipation realised she had made a decision. She would take control of Michael Hennessy. But she would temper his desire for domination with her own, she hoped, more empathic style. Not quite what he said he wanted but near enough. She just wouldn't let him know he was not her slave. She met Michael in the same coffee shop three days later. They sat away from the other tables but it was possible they could be overheard. "Michael. I want you to listen to me. I will be your, friend. But in return you must agree to accept my word as law. You will acknowledge me as your guardian. If I suggest something you will follow that suggestion. Do you understand?" Michael slowly looked up with a dawning comprehension. He stammered for a moment. "Umm, ah... you mean you. You want me to be your um.. servant? Slave? " "That is a little overstating things Michael. I want you to agree to follow my direction in all things. I will not do anything that I believe is against your interests. That is, to facilitate your transition from male to female. If you are willing to surrender yourself to me. I will in return bring you into my home. There you will perform any and all tasks that I may set. You will do your utmost to fulfil your obligation to me. I in return will do everything in my power to aid your transition. That may involve some tasks that cause you discomfort or embarrassment. You will not shirk these requests. Do you understand Michael?" Michael sat for a moment with a stunned expression on his face. Then as he gradually realised what Ms Williams was offering his face lit up with joy. "You... you...you mean you will take me as your property and make me into a girl?" He had tears running down his face with a huge smile lighting up below. Kate watched the emotions run across his features and nodded to herself. "Michael I cannot do anything of the sort. You are already under the care of a physician and psychiatrist. They with others will make you into a girl. What I will do is aid your transition. That is; help you adjust your life to a more feminine style. This will involve a good deal of work on your part and mine. But as we progress you will become more comfortable in your chosen role. I will also assist you financially in lieu of reimbursement for any tasks you may perform for me. I will push you and make your life very uncomfortable at times. But you will come out the other end, I expect two years perhaps sooner, a stronger more mature person. A confident and attractive young woman. You will not be my slave. You may leave at any time with whatever funds have been placed in trust to that point. But if you refuse me, that is the end of our agreement." Michael suddenly realised she was waiting for his response. "Yes. I will do anything you ask. Please take me." Kate nodded, "Do you have a fem name you use?" With a shy downturn of his head he replied, " I um, I call myself Michelle. Obvious maybe but I like it." "Ok Michelle it is." She pulled a document from her briefcase, " Please read this power of attorney and initial here and here and sign here." Michael quickly read it through and signed. "Very well Michelle. I will make arrangements tomorrow to close your room. We will go there now to pick up anything you need or want tonight. Now. Repeat after me, ' I, Michael Hennessy, surrender myself body and soul to the care of Katherine Williams." He did. " I will from this day be known as Michelle and refer to myself as female, with the exception of current employment."... ... "My owner will be referred to at all times as Ms Katherine." Stuttering he did so. "I agree to my total subjugation to the will of my owner Ms Katherine. This will as was stated in my letter of intent." He did. "I further acknowledge that I may terminate this agreement at any time by refusal to comply with a request from Ms Katherine."... ... " If this occurs I will leave her house as soon as practical with whatever funds are in trust in lieu of wages."... ... "This would constitute a breach of agreement and void this arrangement" He complied. "Very well Michelle, finish your coffee and we will go pick up your things." There was a flutter of nervous tension in her gut as Kate watched him, no her, finish her coffee. What was she getting into here, was this something more than she could handle. Oh boy. Andie would shake her head in disgust if she knew. Well time enough for that. "Come on Michelle let's begin." "Ok, um I mean, yes Ms Katherine." With a nod to her charge she turned to leave. With a mixture of fear and hope he followed. 4: Undercurrent "Gather whatever external clothing you wear to work. No underwear or casual clothing. Only those personal effects you want to keep. Give me the key, everything else will be disposed of." As he gathered a few possessions and his work clothes Kate looked around. She hadn't been inside before and was saddened by how squalid it was. H'; she would be glad to leave. Ten minutes later they were on their way. "Ok only a quick stop at a shopping centre to get you a few things. Here's $100 head in and get everything on that list, then meet me here. I'll be waiting." With a deep breath and a mumbled "Yes Ms Katherine," she headed into the store. Right; a dozen pair of cotton hi leg bikini briefs, 'medium' night shirt, 1 pack of hair ties, cr?me beige foundation, facial moisturiser, ivory translucent powder, bronzer, clear lip-gloss, soft black eye-liner and mascara, cleansing lotion, shampoo, conditioner, two shower caps, body moisturiser, perfume free deodorant, toothbrush, hairbrush, two tubes of depilatory mousse. The girl at the checkout barely glanced at him. Michelle got back in the car and handed the change to Kate. " There, wasn't so hard was it?" "No, Ms Katherine, slightly embarrassing but only a little." With a nod and a slight smile Kate started the car and headed home. Starting to get my confidence up she thought. This could be just what we both need. Michelle was shown her room and the rest of the house. Then instructed to shower and use the shampoo and conditioner. Then put on a cap and use the depilatory mousse, every-where, below the neck. When he had finished Michael wrapped a towel around himself flicked his hair a few times and headed downstairs to Ms Katherine as instructed. "Ok Michelle let's have a look at you." Slightly nervously he dropped the towel and stood naked in front of her. "Hmm not too bad a little thick in the waist, 28, ok nice skin tone and features. Full A cup. This won't be too hard if we both work at it. You'll be sexy young thing in no time." Taking further measurements Kate jotted down sizes and some general observations. "Ok Michelle, it will take a few days to get used to each other. We have the weekend to begin. As for work you will continue as before, as Michael. But I will supply your underwear and instruct you on general appearance. When we have become comfortable we move to the next stage. Ok." With a shy nod, "Yes Ms Katherine." Smiling Kate thought to herself. Yes this might just work. "Right then. Go and dress in what you find on the bed in your room. Assuming everything fits ok, that is what you will wear at home at all times from now on. The only exception is going to or from work, in bed or as otherwise directed. Go on shoo." With a clap of her hands and a pushing wave directed him up to his room. Smiling Michael hurried upstairs. As he gazed across his bed looking at Michelle's clothes a feeling of peace stole quietly over him. She did understand he thought. Not quite what he expected but close. Probably deliberately so, he guessed correctly. Laid out on his bed was a cream linen over-bust corset with suspenders. A white short sleeved open neck blouse. Navy blue pleated skirt a couple of inches above the knee. Sheer black stockings, no seams and finally a pair of 3 inch navy kid leather pumps. He jumped as Kate spoke form the door, " The shoes are a nine, I think you're about 1 size up from me. If they don't fit I can change them tomorrow. Everything else should be good. The skirt is a 24 waist so you will need the corset." She handed him a length of cord with a knot at each end and a blunt metal hook with a toggle handle. "With the corset on pass that cord around your waist, when the knots meet, 24 inches. The hook is for the laces. The mirror in your closet swings out with one side flush like so. That way you can see what your doing. Alternate, top to bottom, keeping the opening even and work toward the centre. When the knots meet wrap the laces once around your waist and tie off in back with a bow. Dry your hair first. Then get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs." That'll keep him busy for the next hour or so she chuckled and headed downstairs. Trembling slightly Michael reached for the corset. Then stopped. Hair first, he thought. Then the clothes. Fifteen minutes later hair fluffy and dry he slipped the corset over his head and settled it on his hips. Ok let's see about this then. Struggling a little he followed Ms Katherine's instructions. About forty minutes later and breathing very shallowly he tied off the strings. Glancing in the mirror he shivered with excitement at his figure and the lace edged cups accentuation of his small breasts. Next, stockings. He greatly enjoyed the feeling as he slipped them on and adjusted the garter length slightly. He then pulled on the blouse and buttoned it, leaving the top two undone. Then with another slight shiver slipped the skirt up over his hips, buttoned and zipped. Sitting on the bed he slipped the shoes on his feet. They felt just a pinch tight but he guessed that they would loosen a little as he walked. He stood and looked at himself for several minutes. Very Catholic schoolgirl he decided. Embarrassingly he felt an erection beginning. There were no panties to help conceal things, again on purpose he guessed. With a sigh he headed gingerly downstairs only slightly unsteady on the heels. "Well, well. Don't you look lovely. Very demure. Just need to straighten up your hair and adjust the front of your skirt a bit. Then make up." At her gesture he twirled slowly as she watched. "Ok I can see why you wanted your penis restrained. Here slip this on then get a pair of the panties you bought earlier. We will fix that in due course." He was handed a tight flesh toned brief, which did a pretty good job of hiding things. Then pulled on a pair of the cotton bikinis he had bought. "Right sit here at the table and lets have a go at your hair and face." As he sat feeling almost light-headed Katherine ran her fingers liberally coated with mousse through his hair then brushed and tied it in a high ponytail. "Ok now makeup. We are keeping very basic for now so look in the mirror as I watch over your shoulder. Now just a little moisturiser on your finger tips and gently massage over your face and throat. ...Yes that's it right into the hairline, down to the collarbone, yes gently around the eyes. ... Ok good. Now foundation, use the sponge, same thing, very gently." Kate watched as he did this. "Hmm very good have you practiced this before?" "A little, some time ago. I haven't been able to afford any for myself." "You're doing well. Now a light brush of bronzer on your cheek bones, no a little higher, that's it. Just a touch, good. Now same on your eye lids up to the brow. Yes that's it. Now eye liner and mascara. Go slowly and gently. Don't be heavy handed. No. Hang on. Start just in from centre of the bottom lash line very lightly move out then across the top. Yes good. Now mascara. Go slowly with the brush on the eye side working out and up for the top and down for the bottom line. Hmm... not bad. Lips just follow your natural line with the wand. Again not too heavy, blot with the tissue and repeat. Very good. Now a light dust with powder to set everything and your good to go." Not bad she thought this will be simple. Well maybe not simple but they were both enjoying things so hopefully everything would run smoothly, fingers crossed. "Right then, Michelle put your makeup in that pouch there, a few tissues, house key into your purse here. Done. Ok lets go meet my ex and her girlfriend shall we? I rang while you were showering to check they were home. Come on then, move it." Michael stood paralysed. One second he was on top of the world now he was terrified. Kate looked at him for a second with a slight smile. Then tightening her face barked, "Come Michelle, they won't bite. Trust me or leave!" With a start he realised this was a test. Mentally shrugging he followed to the car. After a short drive they arrived and parked downstairs in the third spot for Shelley's apartment. Her soft top Merc against Andies four door Audi and Shels immaculate 20 year old Range Rover. As the lift climbed the two floors Michael became more and more nervous. When the door opened at the top floor Kate had to almost push him out. "Michelle. Stop being childish. Andie has been through this herself and Shelley knows everything about her so... come now. Behave yourself." As she pressed the bell Michael shook himself and tried to hold himself together. The door was opened by a tall, gorgeous, honey blond with big dark blue eyes. With a crooked smile she looked him up and down slowly, "Just a touch nervous are you sweets. Come on in we won't bite. Hi Kate. Andies in the kitchen doing the dishes. You know what a good little house frau she is." She laughed and beckoned them both inside. As he looked about his expression softened and he started to loosen up. Kate watching him with a chuckle nudged him to the lounge, "Nice room isn't it Michelle. You just want to curl up in some of those pillows and dream happy dreams." "It's lovely. Like something from the Arabian nights." Shelley had a big smile on her face now, "You're alright kid. Come, Michelle, Kate sit down. What would you like to drink?" "Mineral water for Michelle, I'll have a glass of whatever's open." Noticing the slight frown she glanced at Michelle then back to Shelley. "Don't worry Shel I have an outside purpose now. My binging is over. Ok." Just then Michael saw another woman walk into the room. She was a fraction shorter than the other two with light reddish brown hair and soft hazel eyes. Not quite as obviously beautiful. But she was elegant and attractive in jeans and a soft cotton blouse. Much the same as Shelley he thought. This must be Andie. With a look of happiness and curiosity on her face she walked straight to Kate and hugged her tight for several minutes. Then with a whispered, "I've missed you", turned to Michelle. "Hi you must be Michelle. I've heard almost nothing about you. Please sit. I won't be a moment." She laughed lightly and headed back to the kitchen. A minute later both women returned Shelley carrying four drinks and Andie with a tray covered in sliced cheeses, fruits, grapes and crackers. Noticing Michaels expression of hunger Shelley laughed, "See what I mean about the house frau bit Michelle. Help yourself, no dinner yet I guess." With a playful swat to the arm Andie grabbed Kate and Michelle's drinks and placed them on the coffee table in front of them then took her own red wine. As she settled on the other lounge Shelley sat beside her and Kate sat beside Michelle. With a quick glance at Kate Michael started nibbling. The conversation flowed for the most part fairly easily. Drinks were refilled and nibbles topped up. However when the situation between Michelle and Ms Katherine became clear, things got a little heated. Shelley with a bemused smile shook her head slowly from side to side, "Jesus. ...Ms Katherine. You're determined to go with this Dom thing eh Kate." Andie with her arms crossed under her breasts was pacing back and forth with an angry and hurt expression on her face. Michael watched her with a tennis match type fervour and a feeling of fear. This was his mistress former husband. She could cause him to be thrown back where he was if she objected strongly enough. Andie was fuming. "Kate! Damn it! You were my wife I still love you. How can you do this to an impressionable young girl. Guy. Whatever! Shit. You know how tough I had it at eighteen, nineteen. To take over and force situations that could be traumatic, perhaps dangerous shows a very shallow understanding of the precarious situation many trans' people are in. You may be able to shelter her some of the time... shit... There are a lot of otherwise reasonable people that get very upset, even aggressive regarding gays, or even worse people who have crossed gender lines. ...This is too close. ...I can't see clearly enough and you've hurt me by your attitude. I thought you were back to yourself,... but now... ". Michael, realising that this was a potential no win position, dropped to his knees in front of Andie halting her pacing. "Please Mistress Andrea don't send me away from Ms Katherine. Please. I'm not as strong as you. I need Ms Katherine to be complete. I am not being led down the garden path. I know some times things will get um, precarious. But please I need this. Accept that your wife. Sorry, ex wife, is a good person doing what I want... No, need to happen. Please don't judge too harshly yet." Andie looked as lost as Shelley had ever seen her. She held out her hand to her," Please Andrea. Accept a situation that is outside your experience. Kate is your love. Trust her to do the right thing by Michelle. Even if that seems perverse or even twisted to you. I don't quite agree with all this. But I do acknowledge that for some it is the way. I've seen it. Don't condemn yet on an incomplete idea of what is involved. Your own fears and demons are not in play here necessarily. Please let it go for now." Kate was watching this byplay with no small amount of angst. Was she doing the right thing. Was she no better than a child molester. Andie stirred from her semi trance staring at Shelley, reached and lightly grasped her fingers. She had heard her lovers plea and recognised the expression on Kate and Michelle faces. Closing her eyes on the imminent tears she turned to Kate. " So help me Kate I hope to god that you are right here. This seems so wrong from where I stand. But I hold no great or universal knowledge of what is right for every trans' person in the country. But if you fuck this kid up by trying to find your own sexuality I will never forgive you. I love you so make damn sure you have this right or it will cost us both dearly." She then turned to Michelle, " Michelle I can't point you in any direction that seems wrong to you. Perhaps this is right for you. If you need to talk to me at any stage I will be here to listen. Ok." She crossed her arms under her breasts and left the room with tears running slowly down her face. Everyone watched until she vanished from view into the next room. Michael sobbed quietly to the room in general, "I'm sorry. I don't want to cause any trouble." Kate stared into the middle distance with a sad expression on her face. Shit she thought. No one can push her buttons the way Andie can. Had she misread the entire reality here. God I love her. She turned to look first at Michelle then Shelley who was sitting unmoving where she had been for twenty minutes. Realising that someone was staring at her Shelley roused. She first looked closely at Michelle then turned to Kate. "Michelle I understand that you may very well need someone like Kate here to fulfil your own personality. It happens I know. I've seen it before. If that is true, just follow your heart. It will tell you what is and is not the right path." Sipping she paused momentarily to organise her thoughts, "Kate. Um. You and I are in a way rivals. But not in Andies reality. She loves us both. You have tonight pushed a few buttons that she would rather not know existed. She recognises, at some level, the same imperatives that drove your romance and marriage. She and Michelle here are not too far removed from one another. That doesn't mean that they're the same. Just similar. Both are passive personalities in a sexual sense. Andie is stronger than most. But still vulnerable. Michelle here needs to grow somewhat. Only time and experience can do that. Please do what you believe to be right for Michelle. If you do, even if mistakes are made Andie will come around. She does love you, always will. Deep down she trusts your judgement. Don't disappoint her. Ok." 5: Reformation They drove home in silence. Each lost in their own thoughts. As the garage door closed behind them Kate turned, "Michelle I apologise for how tonight turned out. I will live up to my promise to you. So don't worry about what was said in that regard. Ok. Do think on everything that was said as it impacts on your own identity though and we'll be fine. If you wish to discuss anything with Andie or Shelley, that's fine also. We have to trust one another." Michael nodded at her and headed inside. "Come on lets get to bed, I'll help you undress and we'll talk in the morning." Half an hour later both were in their own bed thinking their own thoughts and wondering if they were right. The next morning Kate coaxed, "Michelle up and at 'em. Come on kiddo. Things to do, people to see. Shower and dress, I'll do breakfast this morning." Forty five minutes later a slightly groggy Michael walked into the kitchen. " What time is it?" Kate stopped and stared at him. After a minute he realised what he had said and blushed under his makeup, "Sorry Ms Katherine. Its early I don't usually get up early on Saturday." "That's alright. I'll let it go this morning. It's 7.30. We have some shopping to do and an appointment for you at 9.30 and another at 12. They ate then headed out. First stop groceries, with the back seat filled they headed for the next stop. After a discussion with the stylist Michelle had a wash and trim, much the same as Kate had done it the night before but with deep auburn highlights in her dark brown hair. Then a facial and brow shaping and her ears were pierced with small silver sleeper hoops. With her shoulder length hair loose rather than tied back as she usually wore it they headed for the second appointment. This one puzzled Michael. It looked like a doctors surgery. But another room that could be seen through an open door had a bench with tools and metal turning machinery. "Katherine please come in, this must be Michelle; charmed." the small elderly man took first Kate's then Michelle's right hand and brushed the back with his lips. "I have the design you suggested worked out. Everything should be ready in about a month. Certainly by 6 weeks when the initial piercings are healed fully." "Excellent Mr Abraham, please continue." "Michelle, please disrobe completely and then lay back on the chair here." Michael glanced back and forth between Kate and Mr Abraham. Both just gazed indifferently at him. Realizing he had to strip right here he began to undress. He was tingling with anticipation. He was about to be pierced, plural. What or where he wondered. Some of the stories he'd read that contained body piercing had really turned him on. Others had disturbed him. He finished stripping, stepped up and lay back in the gynaecological style chair, trembling slightly. The decision had already been made he realised, he swallowed and tried to calm himself. "As we discussed?" "Yes. Eleven rings sized as we discussed." Eleven! thought Michael. Oh Shit. "Excellent I have the template right here. Please check the placement and I will get started." He then proceeded to strap Michaels arms at wrist and elbow. Legs at ankle and just above the knee. Another across the chest just below his breasts. Checking that his patient was secure, "Now Michelle this will not hurt. The straps are just to prevent you jumping in anticipation and spoiling a piercing. Now..." He pulled on a pair of gloves, spread Michaels legs wide and reached below his scrotum showing Kate, who watched closely, the first position. After receiving a nod he continued. He then produced a plastic cover that looked for all the world like a beetle carapace. Approximately 4 inches long, roughly triangular. The back or 'wing' end was about 2 1/2 inches across with rounded tips and the 'head' tapering to about 1 1/2 inches, rounded and bent downward. Maybe 1/2 inch thick at the centre. Like a refined athletic cup he thought. "This is a full scale model of the finished device minus the lock and arm mechanism." He then squirted a small glob of lube on his hands and rubbed over Michaels penis. Then put the 'beetle' down 'wing' end at the upper edge of his penis. He then pressed the flaccid member into the centre of the 'beetle' where a tunnel was located. With a little twisting back and forth he showed Kate where the 'head' was now placed and folded the form down against his groin covering the genital area completely. "You can see that stimulation or erection would be impossible. In place it will be undetectable except at close inspection. Urination is possible in a seated position through this hole here. This lower, second hole is where the key enters. Once locked it should be good for at least a week provided that basic wash and dry precautions are taken. Just a flush with warm water and blowing dry will suffice. Removal every week or so at your discretion to ensure proper cleanliness and depilation is desirable." Kate nodded she understood and watched as he marked 4 slots down each side inside the edge of the 'carapace' and the bikini line. As he removed the template Kate nodded again at his glance. He then moved to the chest and after raising the chair more upright marked each nipple side to side. He swabbed all the marked areas with a dark brown disinfectant and showed Kate a packet of various rings. "These are temporary, sterling silver, much like ear ring sleepers. They will stay in place, turning and disinfecting each daily until the sites heal. In 6 weeks the permanent rings of surgical steel will be placed. The device is primarily made of a light alloy, the top plate is moulded stainless steel also a satin finish as the rings are. The finished result will be beautiful. A very elegant design my dear, very elegant." "Thank you Mr Abraham your skill will I'm sure, complete the picture." "Now Michelle are you ready? The disinfectant lotion is impregnated with a mild anaesthetic but if you feel more than a slight sting let me know." With a swallow Michael croaked out, " yes sir ready". Snapping his gloves he selected a straight needle, grasped the right nipple, checked that his line was right and pushed it through. Michael barely felt it. "Alright then?" Michael nodded yes. The next nipple was done the same way, again leaving the needle in place. He next selected a curved needle checked it against the small rings nodded to himself then slipped the point in and through the end point of each marked slot. As he withdrew a small silver ring was slipped in place at each point. Then with another curved but slightly larger needle, pierced the perineum, again slipping a ring in place as the needle withdrew. He then returned to the nipples, as he pulled the needles he slipped a ring through each. Swabbing again with the antiseptic lotion he smacked his lips with a satisfied air. Turning back to Kate he motioned her close and pointing explained, "These will do nicely for the next 6 weeks. The nipples are 5/8 inch. The permanent rings are a little heavier than these. The bikini rings are exact sizing, 3/8 inch. Finally the perineum also 5/8 inch as with the nipples, same gauge. Michelle you may get dressed now. You may have some slight discomfort for a few days. If any sign of infection occurs contact me immediately." As he undid the various straps he looked admiringly at his work. "Magnificent. This will be very elegant. You are a lucky girl Michelle", kissing her hand he bade them farewell disappearing back into the work room. "Let me help you with your corset Michelle. Then finish dressing. I will meet you at the car." Ten minutes later Kate watched as a pale Michelle walked to meet her. " Any questions Michelle?" As she settled in her seat Michelle turned to Kate, "This, ...device, is a chastity belt and locks to the rings?" "Yes. It serves the dual purpose of concealing and rendering your genitals inaccessible. As you requested. I am in control of your sexuality. You will not masturbate or touch your penis, other than washing, until the plate is in place. And it's Ms Katherine remember." Blushing she responded, "Yes, sorry Ms Katherine. Thank You." As she settled herself in her seat a slight smile crept up Michelle's face. Watching Kate laughed, started the car and headed for home. 6: Submission "Rise and shine Michelle. Time to start learning how to run the household." Kate whipped the covers off a semi naked Michelle, "Ok first thing lets check the rings for infection and put on some antiseptic." After a close inspection by both of them and a gentle application of the antiseptic lotion by Michelle, she got up and began dressing. "When your ready we'll have breakfast then you need a few more clothes and things. Come on then, chop chop." After a quick breakfast including some basic instruction to Michelle they headed out. "Right you need some more outfits, four the same as your wearing with perhaps one each of plaid or tartan skirts. Then another pair of shoes, black I think. Another two corsets are on order they'll be here in a few days. Then, perhaps a more fem pair of shoes for work. Yes.. Ok lets go." Several hours later with five complete outfits; two dresses, two skirt and top sets, two pair of girls chinos and five pair of shoes they headed for coffee. Kate had been watching closely and was pleased to see that Michelle had gradually become more comfortable as the morning progressed. As she sat there in a semi schoolgirl outfit in a busy food court she was relaxed and quite feminine to the casual eye despite her incongruous attire. "So Michelle how do you feel?" With a slight start, " Uh, sorry Ms Katherine I was daydreaming what did you say?" Kate repeated the question with a smile. "Actually quite good. I almost accept myself as Michelle, which is a little surprising, but nice. As for everything else. So far so good." This with a slight wiggle in her seat as she held her coffee in both hands. An elderly woman passed by the table with a big smile and with a light touch to Michelle' shoulder, " So nice to see mother and daughter out together. School uniform should be compulsory I believe. You look very nice my dear, a compliment to your mother here." And with a small wave headed away. Michelle blushed and then both laughed. " Daughter hey, humphh. Come along child time to go." The afternoon flowed with a general tutorial on house work and cooking. Fortunately Michelle was a quick learner. Then, with a basic fashion show they went through the days purchases, finishing with Michaels work outfits with his new trousers and shoes. As he completed dressing he looked closely in the mirror noticing his more fem appearance. Even with his hair tied up as he usually wore it the subtle makeup, corset and stockings, girls pants and shoes left him looking decidedly girly. "That looks good don't you agree." "Yes, but I look very girly. I may have some trouble with a few of the guys at work. They don't like me much as it is. Now I know they'll give me a hard time." "That may well be true. But you can't hide yourself forever. Besides I very much doubt that anything overly unpleasant would happen in a bank." Kate didn't add that she had already spoken to one of the managers at the branch and that she would be keeping watch for any overt hostility. Sandra was quite looking forward to the new look Michael. The work week progressed fairly uneventfully. Apart from the odd sarcastic comment and a few words of encouragement from some of the girls there was no fuss. On the third day the floor manager called him in to enquire as to his status. 'Was he changing gender and did he anticipate staying with the bank, etc.' He was not particularly thrilled to have a possible transsexual on his team but was prepared to wait and see. Michelle's home instruction was coming along nicely. She could, after several weeks, whip up a nice meal and clean, wash and iron without difficulty. His new persona was now grudgingly accepted at work and things were flowing smoothly along. One afternoon each week she had to present to a local salon for, at different times, manicure and pedicure, facial, wash trim and dry and monthly IPL hair removal. Saturday of the sixth week they headed for Mr Abraham's shop. "Come in my dears, come in. As before Michelle please disrobe and sit back on the chair. Any concerns, hmm.... No. Good." As he snapped on a pair of gloves he produced a tray with the new rings and the plate on it. " Very well lets have a look at you and then we'll get you fixed up. This is going to be beautiful, just beautiful." With a good long look at each site he swabbed with antiseptic and clucked his tongue. All the while muttering, 'good, good'. He then removed the nipple rings and slipped the new rings in place. These were in two pieces that pinned together. Michelle could feel a slight tightness as they pushed through and commented. "Yes these are slightly thicker than the temporary rings. Don't worry. The tightness will be gone in a few hours." When they were in place Mr Abraham proceeded with small hammers to round the pins in their sockets. Filed them smooth and finally used a paste and polishing cloth to finish. When completed there was no visible join and the surface was buffed to a soft satin shine. He continued with the pubic rings in the same manner. After nearly an hour he turned to Kate. " Now Katherine if you would be so kind as to put a glove on your right hand." As she complied he picked up the last piece of jewellery that until now had remained covered. This last was three links of chain the same as the other rings. Then, a solid silver disc, followed by a small silver bell that 'tinged' quietly with the slightest movement. The whole thing hung about four inches. He passed this to Kate. With a small nod she accepted it and turned to Michelle. "Michelle please read the inscription on the disc." She did. It read simply. ' Michelle property of Katherine.' "Do you freely accept this mark of you subservience and agree to wear the plate on your person as a gesture of your fidelity?" With a quiet 'yes', Mr Abraham took the disc and chain and fixed it in place in the perineum in the same manner as the others. Then produced the plate. This was the final version and was a soft satin silver 'beetle'. He then produced a key ring with three small two inch notched keys. Taking the plate he pushed the key into the base of the curved 'nose'. With a quarter turn clockwise four legs popped out on either side enhancing the insect look. He showed Kate the legs and the curved under hooks that mated to each ring. Then placing a glob of lube on Michelle' penis rubbed it around lightly. As before she noticed a slight numbing as he did this. Some sort of anaesthetic to prevent erection she guessed. He then positioned the plate on her abdomen at the root of her penis and instructed Kate on where to push and how to turn to push the penis inside the enclosed tube. With this done he then showed her how to engage the arms one pair at a time top to bottom. Each was pressed lightly back to the plate so that they just hooked each ring. When all were partly engaged the key was turned again. This time, anti clockwise. This pulled the arms fully back under the plate and locked it firmly against the pubis. Stepping back they both looked at Michelle. Between her legs all that could be seen w