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Book III, Decisions, is the third and final part of Dani's coming of age trilogy. Book I, Awakening, dealt with the initial 48 hour period where our heroine comes to terms with her sissy-self. Book II, First Days, covered the next 72 hours of Dani's vacation as she became more deeply involved in her new persona, if not her true self. Book III completes her excellent holiday experience as she contemplates and then decides her future. Although each Book is intended to stand on its own as complete, the reader is urged to first read Books I and II. This chapter is rated X. There is no contact sex, unlike most of the "Dani" Saga, but many graphic sexual references. Please be of appropriate age or be gone! Dani's Story Book III - Decisions Chapter VI - The Eighth Day, Part I by sissystevie It was so vivid in my mind. I was locked in some type of crude cell aboard a horrid ancient tramp steamer en route to a seedy port somewhere between North Africa and the Orient. My filthy, sexually abused, naked body had large, dirty iron manacles on my wrists, ankles and neck, all chained together and then connected to a large ring on the cell's crude metal wall. My only food was a slop bowl on the floor. I was to be sold as a sex slave to a cheap bordello when the ship docked. Strangely, my clitty was throbbing in lust. My jailer prodded my body, urging me to wake up. "Sissy, sissy, wake up!" The voice sounded familiar. My eyes opened and slowly focused. It was Anna, not some terrible fat, hairy jailer. As my sore body moved, I realized I was in a bed and covered with soft satin sheets, not lying on a rusting iron floor. I was completely naked and had something lodged in my sissy pussy. It slowly dawned on me that I was back on board Sir John's yacht. And safe. Despite last night's rudimentary clean up, I still reeked of sex and semen. I could feel the remnants of the tsunami of cum that were 'visited' in and about my body last night. "My, child, you appear to be in another world altogether. But judging from that little pole under the covers, it must not have been all that bad!" she chuckled. "Time to get up. Your mother is expecting you shortly. Remember, my dear, today is the day you must make your decision about your future life as a sissy, and the very moment of that decision is almost upon you. "We cleaned you up last night as best we could. You were quite the sight! Please go into the loo and prepare yourself for the day. I dare say you know the drill. Your mother wants you to wear that terrycloth robe until you announce your decision - not that any of us think there is much of a decision to make, especially after your performance last night! "Oh, and please remove your nail polish. There's some remover by the sink. Be sure to use plenty of moisturizer on your nails after using it," she added. As I moved towards the head, the memories of last night came back with a vengeance. It was even more debasing than the monstrously humiliating afternoon. Curiously, it excited me at the same time. Moreover, I really had been dreaming about being sold into the vilest life as a sex slave - and that had excited me as well. "What was I becoming?" I thought. "And is there really any 'decision' to be made, anyway? "But, more intriguing, what had I already become?" It occurred to me that yesterday was really a test of how slutty I could be, not of whether I was a slut in the first place. The past week had established that fact in spades! But was this a learning process? I had been told that on numerous occasions. It was so confusing. As to being a sissy, the thought of even trying to pretend to be a boy had been erased from my mind by the third day. While pondering my mixed feelings, I worked on my morning ablutions by rote, without even noticing that all of them were to prepare me for yet another sissy day. I removed the medicated plug that thankfully had been put in me last night after I had been used by eight - yup, count 'em, eight - men, I grimaced. And more than once by each! There, again, I had that odd mixture of shame and stimulation. "Or, perhaps, shame was part of my stimulation," I thought. With my mind still in somewhat of a fog, I twice douched to cleanse and followed up with mineral oil to soothe. Removing the whorish red nail lacquer was depressing. Despite it garish color, I so liked my nails painted. The shower was bliss. I twice washed my hair and used moisturizing body wash to cleanse and condition my skin. Dried cum, I discovered, really is a chore to get out of one's hair. I cleansed my face and ear piercings, added moisturizer and massaged some soothing medication into my tender sissy hole. Without thought, after drying, I applied my regular breast and fanny cream. Again, instinctively, I brushed and styled my hair into a cute bob and applied a light application of makeup. Spotting some jewelry, I put on a necklace, a couple of rings and several bangle bracelets. It was perfectly natural to add a small spray of perfume and add a cute satin ribbon to my hair. After all, Anna had only said something about the plain robe. As one might expect, the plain white terry robe was disappointing, somehow just out of place on me. I found myself uncomfortable bare footed and was relived to spot a pair of white satin mules in a corner. My naked nails still troubled me. "Well, sometimes a girl just has to make do," I sighed. "Decision? What decision?" I giggled to myself. "There never was one!" When I returned to the main cabin, Anna gave me a funny smile and said, "Sweetie, aren't you concerned about your meeting with your mother?" "Oh, about my decision?" I rhetorically replied. "No, I was just preoccupied with thoughts about yesterday. It really is a bit confusing, you know." Anna gently laughed and said, "Dear girl, everything can be confusing to a young sissy at times. I know you have mixed feelings between sexual arousal and shame, but that will take care of itself as you mature. "Now, off you go 'Sissy'. Your mother is in the master stateroom. I expect I will see you later in the salon." Strangely more preoccupied with thoughts of last night than the decision before me, I finally entered the master stateroom. Mummy was sitting at a table next to the windows, if they are called such things on yachts, sipping on a cup of coffee. "Ah, my naughty little son. Come kiss Mummy," she more ordered than requested. Mummy's regal beauty never ceased to amaze and awe me. Her long mane of blond hair and striking blue eyes perfectly complemented one-another, and so perfectly contrasted by a long black satin nightgown covered by a wispy chiffon peignoir. It was an outfit from a classic 1930's vamp movie - so simply perfect for her. After kissing her cheek, I settled into the chair opposite Mummy, utterly unconscious of my now-naturally feminine deportment. She motioned to the pot of coffee, and I poured myself a cup. "Well, my dear, here we are exactly one week after our little luncheon by the sea where you agreed to be my sissy for the duration of this holiday. I told you then that at the conclusion of the holiday, you must decide upon taking you new lifestyle further. "Events have changed with the epidemic of engagements over the past few days. I never even considered that two of my oldest and best friends would be getting married. Nor, for that matter, did I even think that old rogue Freddy would finally succumb to the charms of one of his cherished panty boys. My lord, two of the greatest Alpha Males in the Group finally realizing the supremacy of women - in this case, transgendered women to boot! Hence, we have gala parties to attend, and your decision is now upon us." I merely smiled back at her and nodded in demure way as I sipped my coffee. "Before you give me an answer, I need to review a few things and ask you a couple of questions to satisfy myself that your decision is well grounded and appropriately considered. "First, if you decide to continue, you must understand that changes from this point forward will be difficult, and in some instances impossible, to reverse. Your body hair will be permanently removed. Your hormone dosage will increase and change your body, giving you larger breasts, a rounder figure and softer skin. A few minor, but noticeable, cosmetic surgical procedures will alter your neck, nose, lips and eyes. "Secondly, you will return to and finish school. As you know, we have planned cover for you while you continue to develop. "Third, and this applies regardless of which way you decide to proceed, I want you to always remember the penalty for disclosing anything about the Group to outsiders. I dare say that last night you had a little taste, albeit in your mind only, of what could happen. It is the one thing that even I cannot protect you from. "Fourth, I shall remain in control of you until at least your twenty- first birthday. Although you are physically eighteen and technically an adult, you are but a child in the world of sissies. You must accept my complete authority, and of course, my discipline. "Do you understand these things, Daniel?" "Yes, Mummy, I do," I answered in my most feminine voice. "Why was she insisting on calling me 'Daniel,'" I rankled to myself. I hated it! "Very well, I believe you do," she responded. "Now I want to discuss yesterday, and in particular, last night." She reached beside her, picked up a plastic bag and placed it before me. "I believe this belongs to you, sweetie. It's your 'earnings' from your 'gentlemen' friends. Apparently, they were rather pleased with your 'services.' Please open up the bag and take the money out." Once the bag was open, the smell of spent semen waffled up to remind me of perhaps the most humiliating moment of a thoroughly degrading evening. The 'gentlemen' had not only thrown my whore's wages down upon my cum-covered supine body, but then, in a final demeaning act, their leader had 'contributed' still more spunk over me. The paradox occurred again. While my face noticeable grimaced, my clitty stiffened. "Take it out, Daniel," Mummy commanded. "It's a considerable sum. Over ten thousand dollars, I'm told. I want you to touch it while we discuss your feelings about your little 'adventure.'" The notes were in at least four different currencies. Many were stuck together in crazy patterns. No doubt, they had been peeled from my body last night after I was released from my binding wrap. It was disgusting, and yet sublimely erotic. "Oh my God," I thought, "What am I becoming? Or, more to the point, what have I become?" Mummy seemed to grasp my conflict, but pressed her point. "The tapes from last night are quite the hit this morning. I'm told that even DeeDee blushed when she viewed them. She reported that her little slut Stevie could not keep from stroking herself." That stung! "Of course, it was taped. What wasn't photographed or taped by these people?" went through my mind. Then I had an even weirder urge to watch the tapes myself. "Clearly Mummy is testing me. But to what end?" I wondered. Whilst my head spun, my clitty remained urgently stiff. "Damn, what is going on with me," I thought. "The point, Daniel, is that yesterday - both the afternoon as a sissy boy at Beatrice Bracewell's and the evening as... Well, I think you know as what - was to take sissy humiliation to extreme levels. This was done so that you could better understand your darkest urges. In fact, the entire past week was planned down to the smallest detail. And, I'm sure even your befuddled sissy brain is able to deduce that the planning started well before this holiday. "Stand up and come over beside me." I hesitated, knowing that my very stiff clitty would be revealed. "Do it, sissy! Now!" she virtually spat. I stood and came to her. With a wicked smile she commanded, "Open you robe. There are no secrets from your mother." Obeying her, my clitty sprung forward as the robe opened. "Yes, I can see you dilemma, Daniel." She said. Then, noticing a slight deflating of my clitty, "Does my calling you 'Daniel' disturb you?" I blushed. Then tears came to my eyes. Mummy took my little clitty in her hand a gently massaged it. Now, now, my little pet, everything will be okay," she soothed. "You are struggling with mixed feelings about yesterday, are you not?" "Yes, Mummy," I whimpered, "and I hate being called 'Daniel!'" "Well, first as to last night, you have a true submissive streak. Delighting in humiliation is part of that. It is perfectly natural for a frilly sissy. Just look at how much Heather adores it. The little minx can almost orgasm just looking at bondage equipment and whips. "Yesterday was to show you just how powerful a feeling that is within you. It really was the entire point of the day. However, such strong feelings have to be carefully managed and controlled. In the wrong hands, you might be horribly abused. "I promise that submission is neither the first, nor the only erotic leaning you will discover, but it may be the most potentially dangerous, which is why we concentrated on it. Just wait until you get a dose of controlling other people - something that will come easily to you given your beauty. "As to being called 'Daniel,' you could resolve that this very moment. There are two trays on the table over in the corner. Please select one and return with it to your chair. The tray you chose will disclose your decision. And please take off that robe, your choice will tend to your modesty - or lack thereof - one way or the other." Still sniffling, I slipped out of the terry robe and minced over to the table on my mules. Catching my reflection in the mirror, I realized that there simply was no real boy left in me. My little titties with their erect nipples jiggled ever so slightly. My fanny and hips swayed in a manner that would shame a real girl of my age. My hair and face were the very vision of pure femininity. The trays were each covered with a cloth. I removed the first cover to see real boys slacks, shirt, boxer shorts, woolen socks and heavy ugly shoes. "Eeewooh, disgusting!" I uttered quite involuntarily, my limp wristed hands flapping as if to make the offending articles disappear. Turning quickly to the second tray, I found a beautiful white silk robe with tiers of pretty ruffles about it, two vials of pills and a small bowl of sissy goo. Well in short order: I needed that sheer, soft shiny robe on me now; I knew the pills were the hormones to take me to the next level; and I was famished. The goo seemed like the best idea ever! Without really thinking about actually asking Mummy, let alone responding to any sort of decision by bringing back one of the trays, I threw on the girly robe, swallowed a pill from each vial, grabbed the goo and minced back to Mummy. "So much for heavy decisions," I chuckled to myself. Sitting back down at the table, I boldly announce. "Mummy, dear, may I present Dani, the sissy daughter you have always wanted!" Then a moment of panic hit me like a lighting bolt, here I was being rude to a woman feared by practically every member of the Group. However, thankfully, she was delighted. "That is a moment I shall relish for the rest of my days! Before you devour that goo, come give Mummy a daughterly kiss!" I rose and went to kiss her cheek, but she pulled my mouth to hers. A deep passionate kiss ensued. Somewhat wobbly and with a noticeable tent in my robe, I returned to my seat and began eating the wonderful, salty gelatinous mixture that I had lived on for the past seven days. "Well, with that finally settled, let me go over the balance of our little holiday as well as a few other matters," Mummy said. But sweetie, please eat your goo like a lady. You are almost inhaling it! "Good girl, first and foremost, you need a new name. While you are finishing school, we will have Lazarus make it legal so that you may travel to Europe this summer with the proper papers. If you wish, people may still refer to you as "Dani," but we need something more formal. And there is no better time to start with it is this evening. Do you have any preferences? "Mummy, what about simply Danielle?" "An obvious choice," Mummy replied, "but too close to your dreaded old name, and it may raise suspicions when you are in Philadelphia, where you will have to be known as my niece. May I suggest using Danielle as your middle name?" "That would be fine, Mummy. However, I am at a loss for a first name. Surely, you have given it some thought." "Wouldn't you be shocked if I hadn't?" Mummy roared with laughter. "Do you want the short or long list?" "As I am your child, Mummy, I think you should have the honor of renaming me with the name I should have had all along," I replied. "Aren't we the diplomatic, considerate daughter? I 'AM' impressed!" Well, the short list is but one name, Daphne. It embraces you sissy charm and innocent demeanor, despite last night. I also quite fancy Daphne Danielle. It has a nice ring to it." "Daphne Danielle it is, Mummy. However, won't it be confusing to people for the remainder of our time here?" I asked. "We will start introducing it to people at tonight's party. They all will be so elated that you made the obvious decision." As Mummy reached into a bag beside her, she said, "Now for the second item, your contract with the Group. It is brief and very much to the point. Please read it carefully." After handing me the contract, Mummy picked up the phone and briefly spoke with someone. Moments later Willy, the 'Lollipop's' captain, appeared. "Do you understand everything in the agreement and are you ready to sign it? "Yes, Mummy dear, I do, and I am." I picked up the pen Mummy provided and signed the document. Mummy signed as the accepting member and Willy witnessed it. Not surprisingly, the document contained my new name neatly typed in. "Sweetie, your decision is past us, and a new, wonderful day is upon us. As time is short, I will discuss the events of the next few days over lunch. There is one wonderfully wicked idea I have that I think we both shall enjoy. Then we shall go shopping. You need a pretty dress for Fred Gingerman's engagement party this evening and an important long dress for Sir John's engagement gala tomorrow night. "So, off with you, my sweet princess. Anna is waiting for you in the salon. Please take the hormone pills with you. Anna will discuss their dosage. Your blood work indicated that you are extremely responsive to them. "I have selected a special outfit for you to wear this afternoon that should bring back some memories of a week ago. The dresses we select this afternoon will be somewhat more sophisticated. When you are done with Anna, please come up to the deck by the gangway." As promised, Anna was waiting for me when I arrived in the salon cabin. "Well, I see the sissy made her grand decision!" she chuckled. "The mystery was killing all of us! Tell me, how long did you think it over? Was it three or four nanoseconds?" I deeply blushed, "Was it really that obvious?" "Hunny-bunny, I have seen many sissies in my day, but you are the single most natural sissy I've ever met. And that, my dear, is considering some estimable competition from the likes of our little Miss Heather!" she laughed. "Okay, to work we go. I think you will find the outfit your mother selected most interesting. Basically, it's the same outfit you wore a week ago when you consented to this little 'experiment.' Just perfect for a mother-daughter luncheon and shopping trip. "Hop in the chair and let me get your tittie pumps sorted out. Today we will go slowly and use only the full breast pump. Your nipples had quite a workout yesterday, and I think we will leave well-enough alone with them. They still are distended and I suspect quite sensitive." Soon my breasts were gently being massaged by the combination of electrical stimulation and soft suction from the pump. Anna first redid my nails in a pretty frosted coral color, set my hair and then applied my makeup. A second nail coat completed the process. A she worked, Anna chatted on and off about my hormones, telling me about mood swings that I might experience and to be mindful of certain complications. I was told that I would be seeing a doctor every other week while I was in school to monitor my progress. When she completed her tasks, the contrast to last night was amazing. My eye and face makeup was in light earth and pink tones; the lipstick was coral, matching my new nails. All quite proper and lady-like. After removing my breast pumps, Anna directed me to the dressing area and told me to put on my lingerie, which consisted of matched white satin and lace panties, garter belt and very sheer white nylons. The garter belt's suspenders and the panties' string-sides were made from satin and lace covered elastic that I knew would show through my outerwear. The matching bra's lacy cups gathered my flesh, creating true young girl's breasts. My tender and very pointy nipples were shamelessly thrust outward through the bra's center cutouts. Its straps as well would be clearly evident under my blouse or dress. Returning to the salon chair, Anna quickly removed my curlers and combed out my hair, pulling my crown hair back after teasing it. The side curls perfectly framing my face. Atop my head, just behind the crown, she added a puffy shoulder length fall of blond hair and firmly attached it with several small combs and clips. The fall blended perfectly with my own bobbed hairstyle. "And to make you just the perfect sissy princess," Anna exclaimed, as she placed a pale yellow silk hair band with a bow at its top, just before the rise created by the fall. "Now, princess, let's move back to the dressing area and finish you off." Anna held up my blouse. It was the same design and fabric as the one I had worn on my very first fully sissified outing. However, this time it was a pretty soft yellow. The fabric was the finest of shiny silk - ultra sheer and beautifully tailored, with small fabric covered buttons up the blouse's back. As the silk brushed against my skin it felt like a breeze. When Anna fastened the buttons up my back, the blouse molded about my chest, caressing my girlie titties and displaying my protruding nipples as if the blouse was a second skin. As I suspected, the outline of my bra was evident. The blouse's collar was a Peter Pan round type, and its tailored short sleeves ended four inches above my elbow. The matching shorts fit high on my nipped waist, over the blouse. A slide zipper drew the fabric across my flat tummy and tautly about my derriere. The straight legs and ended mid thigh. Again, both my panties and garter belt outlines were noticeable under the sheer material. A matching fabric-covered belt with a front silk bow clasp completed the outfit. Merely moving in the sheer silk outfit was sweet sensual torment, especially to my tender nipples. I put on several gold and pearl rings, matching earrings, a large gold upper arm bracelet-bangle and wrist and ankle bracelets. The final items were a small old fashion virginal gold circle pin on the left side of my blouse's round collar and, strung under the collar, a gold necklace with a dangling heart, which matched my wrist and ankle bracelets. Anna handed me a matching yellow silk small handbag and matching three inch heels with darling silk bows on each toe. I put on the shoes, picked up the bag proceeded to look at myself in the floor to ceiling mirror. With our perfectly matching blond hair and blue eyes, I fancied myself a teenage reincarnation of my mother. I really did look like a retro sissy debutant princess. As I smiled at my reflected image, as wave a sheer sissy joy came over my entire body. I now really was as I was always meant to be - simply an adorable sissy! A few flashes from Anna's ever present camera brought me back to reality. After checking the contents of my bag for the proper cosmetics and such, I hurried up to the deck to meet Mummy. It was a beautiful sunny day, warm, but not hot, with a crystal clear blue sky. Mummy was sitting waiting for me with a broad smile on her face. "My darling sissy daughter! You look just perfect!" she exclaimed. "A car is waiting for us on the pier. The driver is an old friend who cannot wait to see you." We trundled down the gangway to a waiting vintage Bentley towncar, with none other than that darling gay blade Romeo, or "just call me 'Romo,'" standing beside it. I scurried over to the beautiful young man and gave him a huge kiss. "Oh, mithy, another kith like that and you acthually might make me thraight!" he giggle-lisped. "Well, kindtha thraigh with you being a thithy." Romo was a senior houseboy to Mrs. Bracewell and soon to be out on his own again under the employ of a gay couple. Gay, or whatever, Romo was 100% hunk with long golden hair and a thin muscular body, completely devoid of hair from his pierced ears down. His motorcar chauffeur's outfit was no less bizarre than his coachmen's outfit of yesterday. He wore tall shiny black boots over skin tight shimmering black spandex riding pants. Up top, he wore a highly tailored black satin classic double breasted chauffeur's jacket with fabric cover buttons. His broad strong chest was enough to make my little twinkie go all a-twitter, but his 'package' could cause a sissy to faint outright. Hardly the Alpha Male type I seemed to be associating with, but such a complete and very gallant sweetie. "Mmmm," I thought... "Mmmm", he thought... "That will suffice," Mummy said. Romo snapped to attention and opened the door for Mummy. "Thorry, Mathame," Romo blurted out. Your thithy is just so thweet and beauthiful. Pleath don't punith me." "That will not be necessary, at least at this time Romeo. This is such a happy day for both of us. Dani - or 'Daphne,' as we now call her - has agreed to go forward with her complete feminization. As Mummy took her seat she reached out a grabbed his bun and said, "Plus, you really are one helluva hunk! I don't blame the child!" My jaw dropped a mile. I was learning more and more about Mummy by the day, if not by the hour. "So much for the perfectly mannered Philadelphia Main Line matron!" I chuckled. Romo seated me on the other side. I resisted duplicating Mummy's move. It was just too perfect the first time, and anyway, my clitty was now at a state of considerable distress. I certainly did not need a clitty explosion in my beautiful silk shorts right now. Romo took his seat and, as he pressed the accelerator, could not resist his trademark, "Githy up, you big thudly thallions," despite the fact that the 'stallions' were all mechanical. Mummy and I giggled the entire length of the pier. As we drove to the restaurant, Romo kept up his charming banter. It seemed that Mrs. Bracewell might well have found employment for him with a couple who summered in Provincetown, Massachusetts and wintered in Key West, Florida. "Mistress told me thith very morning and thoud me a pithur of them. Talk abouth gay hethen," he enthused. "And they're so handthom too! They are awhyving tomorrwhoo to take me for a theth spin." In seemingly no time we arrived at the same restaurant we visited on that fateful day a week ago. Again, the maitre d'hotel led us through the dining room and out french doors to the veranda, where he sat us at the very same table overlooking high cliffs and a spectacular seascape. "Deja view all over again," I giggled to myself. However, this time I walked proudly next to Mummy - head up, chest forward, elbows at my sides, hips moving to my steps, one foot before the other. Now I really was her sissy daughter. Everywhere I looked, women smiled in appreciation of a beautiful mother and her beautiful child. The men were another matter altogether. Lustful, if not outright lecherous, looks might be the best description - either for Mummy, or for me, or for both of us! "Well, done, my dear," Mummy complimented me. "It really is so natural now, isn't it?" I smiled and we entered into a fun girly chat as we ordered our meals. We chatted about styles, my new dresses, the upcoming parties, and even some of the people I met over the past week. During lunch Mummy gave me a sly look and asked, "Daphne, dear, tell me, was 'Dani' upset at the way her 'sister' treated her yesterday afternoon at Beatrice Bracewell's garden party?" I sensed a game was afoot and was intrigued by Mummy's mischievous smile. "Well, Mummy, she was rather enthusiastic in piling on the humiliation poor 'Dani' suffered. Now that you mention it, perhaps a little too enthusiastic, at least for 'Daphne's' liking." Mummy's eyes danced and her smile turned positively wicked. "You are the nimble witted daughter! Yes, perhaps 'Daphne' might enjoy a little turn-about. It's only fair, you know. And I think I know how to play that little game to a tee!" she chuckled. "Oh, please, Mummy dear, 'dooo' go on!" "As I'm sure you are aware, Heather has been fixated with getting you into bed with Howard and her. You may recall that it was planned several days ago, but I had to cancel it for certain other, eerrr, 'activities.' Well, she is back pestering me about it. In fact, she was an absolute pill about it all last night. "I dare say that the good Lord Homequest, himself, is more than a little fancy on the idea. When you and Heather put on your pedestal show at the fetish ball there was not a soft penis in the house, and I'm sure his was about the hardest. I am positive the randy goat is pushing her for the same little threesome. Heather just wouldn't admit it to me. Good grief, where does the male ego end?" I listened intently and saw the little turn-about Mummy was setting up. "Hummm, if I was to lead Heather - or, better yet, both of them - on, then I could make Heather do practically anything," I smirked. "Exactly," Mummy responded with glee. "This is such fun! Tell me, was the anything is particular they had planned with you?" "Well, Mummy, getting dressed in those slinky black lingerie outfits we wore for the orgy night aboard the yacht was her, or their, keen desire. She mentioned several times that Howard was really into that slutty look." "Ah ha! Howie really is a becoming quite the dirty old man!" Mummy laughed, adding, "Not that his hussy wife is any better!" Blushing a bit, I giggled back, "Ah, but an exceedingly well hung dirty old man. Mummy, have you ever 'seen' him?" "Dear child, you do have a point! Of course, I 'inspected' him. Do you think I would ever have allowed Heather to marry him without being duly diligent, as the lawyers are so fond of saying? However, that is another story. "So, slinky black it is. An excellent choice as you will have to twist both Lord and Lady about your little finger. Now, what horribly humiliating thing, or things, can you make Heather do the win over 'Daphne's' charms? "I have to assume that you still want to bed down with the two of them." She laughed, knowing the answer full well. "Hum, well, there was a man last night, Sir Alex James, if I recall his name properly. Will he possible be at the party this evening?" I asked. "Another old goat!" Mummy snorted. "Yes he will be. He is an accounting partner of Howard's and, now that you mention it, he has a huge thing for our dear little Heather." I blushed, but pressed on, "Mummy, do you recall his parting 'salute' to me?" "Yes, dear, I do." "Well, after he was finished, his parting comment was that I still owed him a round of oral sex, and he intended on collecting it the next time he saw me." "Oh, he does, does he! I missed that comment. To be honest, I was a little upset by the tape myself and must have tuned out a bit. "However, that arrogant little dumb stick of a man!" Mummy fumed. Last night was last night. You owe him nothing, and he knows it! Moreover, last night was 'Dani,' tonight it will be 'Daphne Danielle!' "I think we shall bag a brace of birds with one shot tonight! Are you thinking of having Heather perform your purported duties for that slug?" "That was my thought, Mummy," I responded, somewhat taken aback by her sharp reaction. "And a brilliant one at that, sweetie," Mummy answered. "However, overstepping his bounds is quite another matter, and one that I shall personally deal with. Oh, we shall have grand sport this evening!" "May I ask what you have in mind, Mummy?" "Daphne, time is short and I have to think through exactly how I wish to play it. You have to concentrate on getting Lady Homequest on her knees before Sir Alex. We will compare notes later." Time had flown by, and before I knew it, we were back in the Bentley speeding towards our shopping appointment. Mummy got on the mobile and asked the boutique to get out some slinky black numbers. Romeo was delightfully amusing and regaled us with funny stories, even making fun at his own expense. As to Mummy, I honestly had never seen her more relaxed and happy. She was almost giddy about finally being out and about with her daughter. Mummy was so amused with Romeo that she said, "I just could wrap that boy up in a big bow a take him home for life." Arriving at an old Spanish townhouse with wonderful baroque architectural detail, Romo opened the doors and escorted us to the door. Not terribly to my surprise, Mummy devilishly pinched his buns once again. With Romo holding the door, we breezed in with Mummy leading the way. Once again, I was awed by her presence - her power, her striking beauty and her total domination of any situation. An elegantly dressed older woman, flanked by an assistant on one side and an impossibly frilly maid on the other, awaited us. The older woman, clearly the manager-proprietrix, was dressed in a severely tailored dark blue suit. Her assistant wore a finely starched white cotton notched collar blouse and a dark blue mid calf pencil skirt. The maid was perfectly turned out in a sea of white frills, ruffled white pinafore and a black taffeta uniform. The maid deeply curtsied, the assistant bobbed, and the proprietrix respectfully nodded her head. Mummy opened her arms and the older woman came forward to embrace her along with the perfunctory air kisses. "Mistress Constance, it is my honor to have you in our shop again." "But, Celine, it is our pleasure," Mummy replied. "This is my daughter, Daphne Danielle. It is she for whom we are shopping today. Daphne, this is an old friend, Madame Celine." "She is even more beautiful that her pictures, Mistress," Celine answered. "May I present my staff? Penelope, my niece, is my assistant. Mimi, formerly a ward of Beatrice Bracewell, is our maid. Not to worry, she has been 'fixed' and is now the perfect lady's companion." Each repeated their dips as they were introduced. Celine continued, "We have selected a few outfits for Daphne. I suggest Mimi take her back to the fitting rooms and prepare her whilst Penelope and I show you our offerings. Then the modeling may begin in earnest. After you make your selections, we can choose the appropriate lingerie." Mimi led me back to a sumptuous room decorated in the prettiest of pastels and the finest of fabrics. Long mirrors adorned every wall. In a surprisingly high, squeaky voice, Mimi asked, "Miss Daphne, please stand over here while I take off your blouse, shorts, bra and heels." I complied with her request and she carefully removed the specified items and replaced my lace bra with a one-quarter cup underwired black lace concoction that beautifully displayed my budding titties. As she held out a beautiful silk kimono for me to slip on, she sighed. "Oh, please forgive me for speaking, but, Miss Daphne, you are simply the most beautiful sissy I have ever seen!" "Why thank you so much Mimi," I responded, "and not to worry about speaking out, at least to me." I took a closer look at Mimi, stunned by how much she resembled Fifi at Mrs. Bracewell's. I grimaced wondering what crime she must have committed to end up receiving Mrs. B's not-so-tender mercies. Just like Fifi, her corset training had reduced her waist to just over twenty inches, which contrasted with her enormous titties. She was also neutered. I wondered if she had the piercings and permanent makeup as well. With shaking hands, she carefully took very precise measurements of my body, noting each one down. Next, she kneeled down, removed my shoes and replaced them with six inch black satin stilettos with matching black satin ribbons that crisscrossed up my calves. As she stood up, Mummy, Celine and Penelope entered. The shop women held several black dresses, which they hung on a nearby rack. "Daphne, dear, we will start off with your dress for this evening," Mummy said, and - with a twinkle in her eye - added, "I seem to recall that black is the color of choice this evening." A couple of dresses were held up that only sparked only mild interest from Mummy and me. The third dress was the charm. "Oh my God, Mummy, that is so me!" I squealed. "I adore it!" "Yes, darling. I knew you would. I just wanted you to chose it for yourself," she replied with a big grim. "Let's get it on you." The jet-black taffeta moir? dress almost floated over me. It had an empire waist and built-in taffeta and lace petticoats. Long sleeves increased in size as they extended down to my wrists, ending in delightfully delicate ruffles. The bodice was similar to the topless maid's dresses, but under breast portion had far more ruffles and lace to obscure my nipples. I literally swooned. "I think that is most definitely a purchase. Now try to get her out of it!" Mummy giggled. "Oh, Mummy, it's wonderful!" I exclaimed, continuing to swoon. "That it is, sweetie. That it is!" She replied. "Celine, does it need any alterations?" "Maybe some small tucks under her bust, but that's all," Celine said. "Penelope, please mark it, and Mimi please see that the alterations are made immediately. Once the dress is off, Penelope, please carefully check her bra to see what adjustments might be needed with her lingerie selection. Just add your notes to Mimi's measurement sheet." "Now on to the long dress for tomorrow," Mummy announced. Penelope removed the dress, carefully inspected my bra and handed me the robe. Both Penelope and Mimi scurried off to places unknown. "Now, Celine, if you can come up with an equal dress for tomorrow night, I shall be delighted," Mummy said. Celine replied, "Penelope shall return with some selections momentarily. I think something befitting a princess is in order, as she is to become just that within the Group. Her pedigreed is only exceeded by her natural beauty." Both Penelope and Mimi returned with several long dresses and began arranging them on various hooks about the room. One stood out. Both Mummy and I were immediately drawn to it. We looked at one-another and silently agreed. I tried it on, alterations were noted, and we were done with the selection. "Now for the lingerie," Celine announced. We went into the front of the shop and selected appropriate, and very sexy, lingerie for each outfit - black for tonight, white for tomorrow night. Completed with our tasks, Mummy inquired as to when the purchases would be delivered to the 'Lollipop.' Apparently Sir John's elegant yacht was known far and wide, but I still giggled every time I heard its incongruous name mentioned. Celine responded, "Mimi will deliver this evening's items within two hours. If I may, I would like to enclose another informal outfit as my gift to newly arrived Miss Daphne." "You may and that is so kind of you. Daphne, dear, please thank Madame Celine," Mummy said. I gave Celine a slight curtsey, kissed her cheek and said, "Thank you so much, Madame Celine. I'm sure I will love it and certainly will treasure it." "You are most welcome, my dear." Celine continued, turning her attention to Mummy, "I understand from Mistress DeeDee, who was in here earlier today, that you might be shorthanded on the 'Lollipop.' I would be honored to loan you Mimi. She is an accomplished beautician and hairdresser as well as a fully trained sissy maid." "Why Celine, that is so very gracious and generous of you." Mummy said. "I will mention it to Anna immediately upon returning to the yacht. I suspect that she really could use the help with Maria and Cook off at Sir John's and Madame Gustov working on the two parties. "Celine, would you please have your maid tell our chauffeur that we are ready to depart?" Before I knew it, Mummy and I were back on board the 'Lollipop.' My mind was swimming in sweet sissy thoughts. Well, to be honest, not all 'sweet' thoughts -- there were both Alex and Heather to dealt with. I was outraged that Sir Alex had overstepped his bounds and delighted that Mummy had him squarely between the crosshairs of her most dominate thoughts. "Dominance. Now there's another thought." My mind rattled on. "Did certain apples fall that close to the tree?" I was starting to like the power of being 'me.' Somehow, I knew Mummy already had the better part of her answer as to Sir Alex, and a little scheme for handling Heather was forming in my mind. Mummy said, "Sweetie, why don't you come and sit with me on the rear deck? We will compare notes while I make a couple of phone calls. Then we can take a nap before getting ready for the party." We walked, hand-in-hand, to the stern and sat down on a sofa. Mummy's first call was to Anna. She mentioned Madame Celine's offer of Mimi's services. Anna thought it was a godsend, and said she would call Madame Celine immediately. Mummy then inquired as to the Homequests pre- party plans. As she heard them, a sly smile crossed her face. She carefully mentioned that the Homequests were not to know what either she or I were wearing this evening. Finally, she told Anna what she would be wearing tonight, set the time for our appointment at the salon and ordered a wake up call in the master stateroom. From the conversation, I could see at least part of Mummy's plan for the soon-to-be "Unfortunate Alex" forming. She had selected a dominate outfit that would prominently display her status as a Principal Mistress of The Order. I giggled to myself, "You'd betta not mess wit ma Mama!" "Daphne, before I make the next call, have you come up with any plans for little Miss Heather?" "Yes, Mummy, I have." I related my plans to Mummy's broad, approving smile, concluding with, "After that, you may deal with 'Unfortunate Alex' as you think appropriate. I shall be having my own fun with Howie and Heather!" "You are indeed the daughter of my dreams. Brilliant, simply brilliant! What fun!" I had a feeling that I was seeing a new side to my mother, and I loved it. At last we were as we always should have been. Her next call was to Electra. "Lecta, honey, you never will guess the little game I caught that dumb stick Alex James playing! And with my daughter! "Yes, and after I gave him the prime role last night! Men! Well, apparently he wanked his second shot at poor Dani and then told her that she still owed him a proper - well, you know what. "Well, yes, certainly against the ground rules! The Pig! Well, tonight 'Dani' will not be there, but 'Daphne' certainly will be, and she has a little turn-about to play on Heather that fits perfectly into my plan. "Oh, yes, she is showing some of my special genes. She's out for blood! I'm so proud of her! "Anyway, the dumb stick is coming to Freddie's party this evening, and do I have a little plan for the boy! "Oh, so he likes to be called 'Lexi' when he's with certain women. That's just too rich! And it so fits perfectly into my little scheme! High time our little 'Lexi' learned to play with the big girls! "Oh, sweetie, nothing that bad, although he deserves it! Howard would be irate. He values him as a partner too much. However, Howie boy wants a three-way with his wife and Daphne so much tonight that he will likely agree to anything tonight. I will allow my little domina-in-discovery play that card for us. "Yes, even the good ones are still ruled by their dumb sticks! But tell me, have our two pathetic excuses for husbands arrived back from the Countess' stables? "Good, and thanks for taking care of them, they fit into my plans. But more importantly, have our two playmates arrived? "You'll bring them to the party then? I want to make an entrance with Daphne. Lecta, you will not believe her outfit. It's beyond super! "Great, now here's my plan..." After describing her scheme, Mummy hung up with a huge smile on her face. "Oh, sweetie, tonight shall be delicious for both of us! I can't wait. "Now let's get our beauty rest." Please tell me what you think about my story. Posted and personal feedback is so important to all of us. [email protected] ********************** © 2006 by sissystevie. All Rights Reserved. These documents (including, without limitation, all articles, text, images, logos, and compilation design) may be downloaded and printed for personal use only. No portion of these documents may be distributed electronically or otherwise made available without the express written consent of the copyright holder.

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Danis Dream Part II

Tony spread Dani’s legs and after taking a moment to look at her almost naked pussy lips buried his head between her legs, placed his tongue at the bottom of her pussy and ran it along the slit until he reached her clit. When he reached her clit, he sucked it into his mouth and concentrated on it. As soon as he took it into his lips I bent down and took her right tit in my hand and the nipple into my lips. As I took her nipple in my mouth she froze and held her breath. She knew we were not...

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Hite Report Type III Female Masturbation

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Scarlett and the Yankee CarpetbaggerAct III

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A Golfers Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 18 Sarah Works Her Magic

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A WellLived Life Book 4 BethanyChapter 59 Three Birthdays Two Jobs and a Play Part III

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 57 Land of the Rising Sun Part III

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A WellLived Life Book 3 PiaChapter 6 A Tale of Three Cities Part III

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A Golfers Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 29 Spring Break

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Milk of Desire Book III Chapter 1 Setting a new direction

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A Golfers Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 7 The Wake Forest Adventure Begins

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A WellLived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 72 A Lot to Be Thankful For Part III

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 6 SamanthaChapter 63 St Martin Part III

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