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"Adventures With Aunt Madge II"
By Anonymus Writer
For the remainder of my vacation I did exactly as I was told by Aunt
Madge. Then finally, satisfied that the duration of my "punishment"
in both intensity and duration was sufficient she relented, gave me
back my tennis shoes, my T-shirts and jeans then allowed me to finish
the last four days of my time with her as her nephew Tim instead of
her "niece" "Marissa." Had she cured me? No. But she had at the very
least impressed the point upon me to stay out of her things from then
on should I ever visit again!
I soon found myself home once again. The holidays were long gone now
and the second half of my ninth grade year was well underway. I spent
most of the time at my little desk in my room now. I stared at my
school books with an apathetic eye then slid them to the side to put
my feet up then stared out the window to watch as the snowflakes
danced and fluttered on the winter wind. My mind still burned at what
had happened, what my dear Aunt Madge had put me through. But as the
days passed I became thankful that our little "secret" was safe, and
through successive correspondence and phone calls between my parents
and Madge she had apparently said nothing.
But it didn't take long to realize why I had really been sent to
visit my Aunt Madge in the first place. My foster parents weren't
doing well in their relationship and I knew it wouldn't be long
before they'd be splitting for good! Apart from what had happened
during my stay with Aunt Madge I enjoyed living with my foster
parents. It was far easier than living in the orphanage. And at my
age getting out of that situation was tough indeed. If you didn't get
picked as an infant chances are the older you got the less likely you
would be chosen for permanent placement. And being small and slightly
built didn't help my cause either!
Where did "Aunt Madge" come from? Well she wasn't really my "aunt,"
she was my foster mother's second cousin or something and was
recruited to help out by looking after me from time to time. I
remembered meeting her a year and a half earlier when she stopped by
for a visit. She apparently had money from an earlier marriage that
ended up with her being a widow and now spent her time at her leisure
doing things she wanted to. I immediately noticed the classy style
and the hyper-feminine appearance she exuded. Although a bit old
fashioned in style she managed to pull off the look. The suits, the
dresses the tight, satin lined wool skirts, the smart high patent
leather stiletto heels and the gleaming, taupe or nude colored,
glassy nylons on her exquisite legs fascinated and excited me to no
end.
I remembered seeing her ample breasts jiggling under her shiny satin
blouse when she moved and remembered how her hips wiggled seductively
in that tight, tailored skirt when she walked and remember the faint
but unmistakably feminine scent of perfume that followed her wherever
she went. And I remembered she always had a perfect and feminine
hairstyle and a perfect manicure always done up in a very visible
high gloss color. I also remembered the "tinkling" sound her jewelry
would make and the "whisking" sound her skirt and nylons would make
whenever she walked near or would sit and cross her legs! She was all
class, independent and her look commanded not only attention but
respect but in looking past all the feminine accouterments it went
deeper than that because she also appeared somewhat strict and
severe. And as I came to know all too well strong willed and
authoritative. She was a strict matron, a governess, a seeming
dominatrix of sorts that both excited my thoughts and chilled them to
the bone!
It was getting late in the day now. I had already done my chores by
taking out the trash and setting the table for supper. I glossed over
my homework then made plans for a quiet supper then a few shows on
the tube then a shower and bed. The days then continued on.
The weather was improving and spring was underway when I got home
from school on yet another day. I was looking forward to summer
vacation. But as soon as I entered the kitchen door of the house my
thoughts quickly changed. I could smell Madge's familiar scent in the
air then noticed her purse sitting on the kitchen table! I was about
to go through my daily routine when I heard the chatter as Madge and
my foster mom entered the front door of the house. She had decided to
pay us a visit. I offered my greetings then left for my room. It
wasn't long until my foster dad was home from work as well. I
listened at the bedroom door to the conversation and It wasn't long
until I was called out into the kitchen. My foster parents were going
to go the grocery store and I was to set an extra place at the table
for supper. They then left for the store leaving me alone in the
house with Aunt Madge!
She smoothed her tight skirt down then took a few steps around the
kitchen clicking on those high stiletto heels of hers while she
looked around. I could hear her gold band bracelets tinkle as she ran
her fingers over the kitchen counter top then checked the tips of her
glossy red fingers for dust like a Marine Corps drill instructor
during a "white glove" inspection then brushing off her hands she
continued through the kitchen. She stopped to look at the curtains
then gazed out of the kitchen window and into the back yard.
We were alone. The folks would be gone for at least an hour. She was
like a black widow toying with her prey. "How have you been Tim
darling?" She said in strong yet feminine tone as she continued
looking out the window. "F...fine...Au, Aunt Madge." I gasped then
noticed my knees shaking as my voice trailed off.
I heard the tight "sssshiiiiikkkk" of the lining of her wool skirt
as she turned, glanced at me then minced back to the kitchen table
and took her seat while I stood speechless. She gathered her tight
skirt under her then took her seat. I heard another "ssshick" as she
crossed her nylon encased legs and smoothed her skirt down tight then
watched as she primped by running a hand over her tight yet feminine
hairstyle. She then reached for her purse.
It was an old style purse that looked like it was from the 1960's.
It was done up in black patent leather just like her shoes. She moved
the strap aside, opened the gold ornament clasp then took out a pack
of cigarettes and a lighter. I watched her red nailed fingertips as
they extracted a single cigarette from the pack and watched as she
put the cigarette to her pouty red lips and lit it. She quickly
replaced the pack and lighter in her purse then closed the clasp with
a click. She took a puff then set the cigarette in the ashtray. I
watched as the smoke curled up lazily from the lit end and noticed
the gloss red lipstick at the filtered end. "I...I guess I better get
the table set" I said as I started moving away.
But Madge gently took my wrist and pulled me in front of her. "Now
that's no way to greet your favorite aunt. Aren't you going to at
least say hello?" She cooed as she toyed with me, opening her arms
then gathering me for a secure hug that lasted a bit too long as she
wiggled, pressing her ample breasts against me. I offered my greeting
as she quickly looked me over. "My, I see you've let your pierced
ears grow over. Too bad," she said as she smiled and continued
looking me over. Her excitement seemed to grow as she watched me
squirm! "Getting to be quite the little ?man' now aren't we?"
I didn't answer and started to move to set the table but she took my
wrist once again then reached for her purse. "I've got something for
you sweetie" she said excitedly as she opened her purse. I was
terrified as I watched her pull out a little folded cloth and noticed
it was made of pink satin! I thought it was a scarf of sorts until I
saw the white lace trim and when she opened them up I noticed they
were her pink satin panties! "You left so suddenly I didn't get a
chance to give you these. I know they are your favorite, aren't they?
Yessss, so smooth, so nice and silky!" She said as she gathered them
then rubbed them on my cheek!
I was horrified, I gulped a dry swallow and began to gasp, my face
flushed a beet red as she toyed with me giggling. "It's okay
sweetie," she said, "I haven't told anyone about our little secret,
not yet anyway," she said with a half a wink and a smile as she
fluffed the panties and set them on the table. She then reached into
her purse and took out a pair of her old fashioned nylon stockings. I
noticed how they shone in the light. She noticed me looking at them
and also noticed I could smell her perfume on them! "Yes, you
remember these don't you dear?" She asked as she held them up to show
them to me. She then held the welts of the stockings in her red
nailed fingertips then fluffed them out causing them to unroll to
their full length as they continued to gleam in the light.
I could feel her pulling me back into her web! And while I was
standing there paralyzed with fear she pulled me close then quickly
rolled one of the stockings up. Then, before I knew what was going on
she swished the stocking up then pulled it over my head! It was
tight! I could smell the perfume as she tugged and pulled and worked
the sheer, glossy nylon stocking over my head and face then pulled it
tight! Once she got the welt down around my neck my head was
completely encased in the nylon. She heard me moan but it didn't stop
her. She quickly took the other stocking in hand and rolled it up
then began fitting it over my head as well!
The second stocking was as tight as the first. I looked on wide eyed
and slack jawed through the gleaming nylon as Madge quickly pulled
another layer of the sheer, glossy fabric down over my head! I could
smell even more of her perfume now and hear the swishing, zipping
sound the nylon made as she quickly tugged and smoothed the fabric
nearly frictionlessly over the first stocking! Then as I tried to
focus my vision through the sheen of the glossy material stretched
over my face she reached into her purse and took out an old fashioned
garter done up in blue satin with frothy white lace trim and quickly
stretched it over my head as well! She quickly pulled the feet of the
stockings tight pulling my face up tight forcing my eyes into Asian
slits and my nose into a pug. She then tied off the legs of the
stockings to keep them tight and after pulling the welts down tight
on my neck she adjusted the garter on my neck to hold the tops of the
stockings in place. "There!" She said with a giggle as she reached
into her purse and swished out a ladies nylon chiffon scarf all done
up in a paisley pattern. She folded it then put it over my head and
tied it securely under my chin in a tight knot!
She was taking a perverse pleasure in what she was doing and enjoyed
the control she had over me immensely. "Plea...Please Ma...Madge," I
begged. I told her I had to set the table and that the folks would be
home soon but it had no effect. She simply looked at my nylon knob of
a head with my terrified bulging eyes and my pug nosed face under the
taut glossy sheer material and giggled at how the addition of the
garter and the scarf made all the difference. She was able to have
her way with me, to feminize and torture me and all she had used was
a pair of stockings a garter and a scarf. Then I watched as she
picked up the pink satin panties and gathered them in her hand!
She squirmed in her chair as she pulled me close. I heard the satin
lining of her skirt and her nylons "whisk" and smelled her perfume as
she moved in to continue. She could already see the little hard-on of
mine straining at the front of my pants and didn't waste anytime in
undoing my belt. "You haven't changed a bit have you sissy boy,
hummm? Good!" She said as she tugged at the front of my pants with
one hand then stuffed her panty covered hand down the front of my
pants with the other! I gasped and moaned as I felt her wrap the
perfumed satin material around my little erection, I wobbled as I
felt my knees grow weak.
"Oh no darling, you stand up nice and straight for your Aunt Madge,"
she said as she wrapped her hand around my little erection and
started stroking it! "It's so nice and hard isn't it?" She said. "But
it's so small, maybe you should have been born a girl!" She giggled
as she began working me. She then popped the button on my pants and
pulled the zipper down and quickly yanked the front of my pants open
and tugged my cotton shorts down so she could work me freely.
"Mmmmmm," she giggled as she looked into my nyloned face then looked
back down to check her progress. I looked down through the glossy
fabric to see Madge excitedly working me, the gleaming, frothy lace
trimmed pink satin panties in a whirl now as they encased and
surrounded my throbbing little erection while she stroked me back and
forth!
"Mmmmm, yyeeeeesssssssss! It just feeeeeeels soooooooo good doesn't
it Timmy? You just relax and let Madge work you darling, I know you
are just loving this aren't you? I know what sissies like don't I ?
And such a pretty little sissy too!" She giggled as she looked up
once again while she continued causing the nearly frictionless satin
to whisper with every stroke of her fabric covered hand.
She seemed a bit anxious to end the show but she continued on just
the same. "What's that!?" She said as she looked up at me seemingly
surprised. "Was that a car that just pulled up in the driveway!?" She
felt me trying to pull away and started to giggle at my plight then
simply took a firmer grip on my little erection then pulled me close
once again! "Ooooooo, what if your folks are back already!? What are
they going to say when they see you wearing nylons and a scarf over
your head and that pretty garter!? And there you'll be with your
pants open and with those satin panties! It will be such a shame to
tell them that I caught you in my purse playing around won't it?
Hummm sissy?" She said as she continued. She knew she could blame it
on me and that poor Aunt Madge would be the helpless victim in all of
this and she delighted in the fact that I would be exposed and
ridiculed and humiliated by my folks at seeing me this way! I tried
moving away again!
"Oh no sissy boy, we're going to have our little fun, all the way,
aren't we?" She said as she continued stroking the glossy pink
material that was wrapped tightly around my now pained erection. She
could easily see the results of her actions. My little throbbing
member still rigid and hard in her hand, the little head now nearly
purple with excitement, a drop of clear liquid forming at the tip!
And then it happened for real. We both heard the car pull into the
driveway and heard the garage door open! Madge gasped and then
giggled once again as she really started jerking and stroking me now!
"What's it going to be sissy boy? Hummm? We're not done yet are we
sissy? You'd better hurry up, you'd better hurry up!" She coaxed as
she stroked me faster and faster swishing the satin panties around my
shaft! I gasped, moaned almost a whine at my predicament. Then we
heard the car door open! "Hurry up sissy! Hurry!" Madge said
excitedly as she coaxed me further, giggling, looking directly at me
with her beaming yet sadistic smile at the torture she was putting me
through!
Another car door opened and closed, I heard the sound of voices and
paper grocery bags being gathered! And here I was, standing in the
kitchen in front of Aunt Madge with nylons over my head and a scarf
while she jerked me off! She could see the drip of liquid at the tip
as she worked me harder and harder and faster still causing the satin
material to zip and swish even louder now. I then choked a stuttering
gasp and groaned. Madge quickly reached into her purse and took out
several Kleenex then covered the purplish throbbing head as she felt
my knees grow weak! My hips thrust involuntarily forward and I
shuddered as she pulled back hard on the little shaft holding the
base tightly around her middle finger and thumb pressing against me
as she pulled the pink satin back quickly peeling me like I was a
banana and then watched as I twitched and came, emptying the contents
of my little hairless ball sack into the wad of Kleenex she held in
front of me!
The footsteps could now be heard coming up the steps from the garage
and the voices grew louder! Madge quickly wadded up the Kleenex then
grabbed the scarf and garter then yanked the nylons off from over my
head. She quickly stuffed everything back into her purse as I quickly
pulled and zipped my pants back up and buckled my belt! Madge set her
purse aside then picked up what was left of her cigarette burning in
the ashtray! I turned away quickly but still quite shaken and
embarrassed I went to the refrigerator, opened the door then bent
over to look inside to hide my now spent and quickly shrinking
erection!
"Haven't you done a thing to get ready for supper Tim?" My foster
mom said a bit angered as she entered the kitchen and looked at the
table where Madge was just putting out her cigarette. "It was my
fault I guess," Madge said as she quickly interjected the statement
as if nothing was out of the ordinary. "We've been chatting about old
times and school and things.....haven't we Timmy?" She said as she
elaborated. I then told my foster mom I would be right back to set
the table then excused myself to go to the bathroom. Luckily, nobody
suspected a thing or knew what Madge had put me through once again!
I was shaken but managed to survive that incident and dinner but the
conversation afterwards chilled me to the bone. My foster parents
were indeed going to divorce, they were moving out and going their
separate ways. Thoughts of the orphanage then came back to mind and
the move to yet another foster arrangement. But then I was told that
it had already been arranged and I would be packing up and moving
away to live with Aunt Madge!!
Whose idea had it been? Did Madge go the extra mile to offer me a
place to stay because she felt sorry for me being an orphan or
because of what happened months before at her place? What was she
thinking, what was she planning? She knew my "secret" and I
apparently was the only one who really "knew" Madge and what she
liked and what excited her and how she loved to control every
situation! I knew now that whatever she had in mind, she'd be able to
easily accomplish it with me living with her full time now! A
symbiotic relationship? Perhaps. But I knew that Madge would be
getting the upper hand. There would be no escape now because for the
foreseeable future the black widow had me firmly in her web and she
knew it!
She and Madge were finalizing everything as I nervously brought the
after supper coffee to the table. Madge adjusted herself in her seat
and crossed her nyloned legs with a swish once again then looked to
me with a bit of a wink and a knowing, calculating smile as she
spoke. I could sense her excitement. It was if she couldn't wait to
get me back to her house where she would once again be in total
control of me, where my weakness would fuel her excitement to new
levels! My foster mom showed a bit of concern but Madge easily calmed
her worries. "Oh don't worry," she said, "I am sure little Timmy and
I will get along just famously, won't we Timmy?"
Alma
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