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NEW YORK SWITCH
New York, New York, a true concrete jungle, a city of millions, where
anything is capable, where money can and does get you whatever you ask.
Id come to New York with two sales reps from the irrigation company that
I work at. The biggest in Australia, we had suppliers all over the world.
One on the island of New York had been added to our list, and we had
flown there to inspect their stock and client list. I had worked there
for over 16 years, starting at the bottom and working my way up to where
I am now.
Business had been finalised, everything worked out, we still had one more
night in New York and I wasn't about to spend it in my hotel room. I
wanted to see the city and see what it truly had. I visited several clubs
before I came across the one id heard the most talk about, Club Enigma.
The first ones I went to were like the ones id been to back home,
scantily clad waitresses, strippers, lovely, don't get me wrong, but I
was after more.
Id heard about club enigma, where the rich and influential frequented,
you had to be very well off and vetted before you were let in. Why they
let me in I don't know, maybe I looked like someone on their list, or
maybe I just looked like I belonged, but I didn't waste time looking
surprised and went in as the velvet rope was parted to let me in.
I couldn't see anything at first, then as my eyes got used to the dimly
lit club, I realised why this club was so exclusive and frequented. All
around me, men in business suits or fetish gear lead scantlily clad women
behind them, some in full latex or leather catsuits, others were in
leather bra's and skirts, and some were in even less. One thing in common
was that they were all wearing ballet boots, id seen them in my online
searches, but to see them on so many submissives, wow. A few dominant
women led girls around as well, all in collars and leashes, some had
their wrists cuffed behind them, others had their arms laced into
restrictive arm binders behind them.
Making my way through to the bar, I ordered a drink and turned around to
lean against it to better take in the club and its sights. Glancing to my
left, I saw a latex clad woman on her knees, bobbing her head back and
forth in front of him, suckling on his cock as he sipped his own drink.
As I turned to order another drink, I glanced to my right and saw
something I never thought id see outside an online site.
She was calmly standing there, wearing tight fitting latex catsuit, a
leather corset laced around her already slender waist, a matching hood
over her head and face, with her blonde hair in a ponytail through a hole
in the top of the hood. Her ankles were connected by a foot long chain,
and her feet were laced into the same ballet boots id seen on so many
other girls here, her mouth was fitted with a ring gag and her breasts
proudly stood out in front of her under the latex. Curious as to why they
stood out so much, I came closer to look behind her and saw why, her arms
were fitted into a matching black leather arm binder. She was a vision of
leather and latex.
"You like what you see..." I heard someone say to me as I stared at her.
Turning to see who it was, I saw a man in a well tailored suit, better
than mine. "Yes, I do, she's a vision," I said as I continued to admire
her.
"She's new to the club, are you with anyone, your own submissive," he
asked me as he undid her leash from the bar and tugged on it to coax her
closer to me.
"No, no, I'm not, she's.. away visiting family," I told him as I didn't
want to be thrown out.
"Well, since your on your own, you can help me with Serena here," he told
me as he handed me her leash and guided me to the back of the club, a
curtained off area that led to several hallways and countless rooms.
Walking slowly to ensure that serena wouldn't fall, I lead her down the
hallway, the only sounds she made was her breathing and the click of her
ballet boots on the floor.
Stopping at one of the doors, he guided me in and closed the doors behind
us. The room was sparsely decorated, a mirror was along one wall, and a
table was in the middle of the room. Leading Serena over to the table, he
bent her over and took of her leash, then secured her collar to the
table.
"Serena is here because she was a bad slave girl, she's been brought here
for training, isn't that right Serena," he said to her as I watched on,
her only response was to shake her head and try to talk through her gag.
"You aren't a dominant, or even from here, we know, you were let in to
help us out with a problem, Serena will leave here a changed girl, as
will you," he said to me as I stood there, confused and trying to stay as
calm as I can.
Before I could think of running for the door, it opened up and two well
built men walked in, ex football players or bodyguards I don't know, I
didn't plan on staying long enough to find out. Within seconds, I was
pressed against the wall and cuffed, a collar was buckled around my neck,
then I felt something being placed around my right wrist, something tight
was placed around my right wrist as well above the cuff.
As I was turned around, I watched as the man who lead me down here placed
a thick metal bracelet around her right ankle. Whatever it was around my
wrist hummed and warmed up. As I was lead around to stand behind Serena,
my pants and underwear were pulled down, showing off my still hard cock,
hard from Serena or what I was going through I don't know. Helpless to do
anything, I could only watch as Serenas catsuit was unzipped along her
pussy, and I was pushed against her.
As scared as Serena was, I struggled as I was made to slide my cock into
Serena's moist pussy. The two men helped me thrust back and forth into
her until my body took over, while Serena moaned and thrust back against
me as her body betrayed her. Moaning with her as my cock pulsed and
swelled up inside her. I felt the bracelet charge somehow, unable to say
a word, I suddenly came and spurted deep inside her. Gasping and moaning
in pleasure, I closed my eyes, and opened them as my orgasm suddenly felt
more intense, different, as I slowly calmed down, I looked down and
couldn't see Serena, feeling what could only be a ring gag in my mouth, I
bucked as I felt a weight on my back and something filling me, my own
cock filling me, at the same time, felt constricted all over, especially
around my waist.
As I slowly calmed down, I turned my head and tried to talk through the
ring gag as my own cock as slid out of me and I was helped to my feet.
Hearing my own voice crying and pleading with our captors, I could only
watch as my former body was taken out. Glancing down at my now black
leather and latex clad body, felt my pussy aching and inhaled as deeply
as I could, hard with the corset on. Unsure how I was standing so easily
in the ballet boots, I was lead over to the mirror to get a good look at
my new body. Shocked again for the second or third time today, I could
only stare wide eyed at my reflection. Serena stared back at me, her
blonde hair came out from the back of the hood, my now brown eyes were
wide open in fear and shock.
"Well, don't you look better, now, let's get you to your room," he told
me as I was lead out of the room and out to one down another hallway.
He introduced himself to me as Eric, but I was to call him sir.
THE NEXT MORNING
When I opened my eyes the next morning, I hoped that it was all a bad
dream, one id wake up from, smile at, then get ready to catch my flight
out of JFK. But as I sat up and glanced down at my body, the sight of my
breasts reminded me that it was real, it really somehow had my mind and
memories swapped with Serena's somehow. Standing up, I walked over to the
mirror in the room id been taken to and took a closer look at my body.
I looked to be about 21 to 22, maybe, my breasts were about a 34D cup, or
maybe a DD, it was hard to tell, my long blonde hair flowed down my back,
almost midway down my back, my face was cute, innocent, the most
beautiful one id seen outside of a penthouse magazine. The sight of my
new smoothly shaved pussy was an even more intense reminder of my new
gender, then I noticed the tiny red roses tattooed over my heaving
breasts, a bigger one was on my right hip. Unable to know how long id
been down here, I walked back to my bed, my cuffed wrists and the foot
long chain still between my ankles keeping me from going anywhere.
I don't know how long I waited there, quietly sobbing as my emotions got
the better of me. The sound of the door being unlocked and opened up got
me standing up quickly, afraid of either of the two men from last night
walking in, I was surprised to see a woman walk in, maybe my new age,
wearing a maids dress, thigh highs and familiar looking ballet boots.
Quickly looking me over, she attached a leash to the white leather collar
around my neck and lead me out into the hallway again down to a huge
bathroom. Helping me into the shower recess, she uncuffed my wrists and
secured them above me. Only then did she release my ankles and take off
my collar. My pleas to her were ignored as she ran the water on me, cold
at first, then it warmed up, soothing me as she lathered my slender,
sensual body. Her hands rubbed in the scented body wash, making me moan
and settle down as her touch aroused and excited me. As she smiled at the
sight of my swollen nipples, she then lathered up my long hair,
shampooing and conditioning it as I stood there.
Turning the water off, she dried down my body, taking her time over my
breasts and pussy. Returning the shackles to my ankles and the collar to
my neck, she uncuffed me and lead me over to the vanity. Sitting me down,
she used a hairdryer to dry my long hair and brush it out. I hadn't had
long hair in many years, it was just too much trouble, but as she brushed
it out, I closed my eyes and whimpered softly.
Choosing items from a small pile on a nearby shelf, she kneeled down and
slid my feet into a pair of white leather ballet boots, just like hers.
Then had me stand up and laced me into a white satin corset, slipping my
arms into a white leather arm binder behind me, she braided my long hair
into a ponytail and kissed the back of my neck, making me shiver
suddenly.
Securing a white leather leash to my collar, she lead me out of the
bathroom and upstairs to the club. It must have been morning because it
was almost empty, only my soft breathing and the click of my ballet boots
on the floor sounded as I was lead over to one of the far tables. Eric
was casually sitting there, enjoying his breakfast as he glanced at me.
Taking my leash from the girl, who's name I later learned was Lana, he
tugged on it to force me to my knees at his side. Then ignored me as he
finished his breakfast, glancing up at him, I watched as he rubbed
something on his finger and brought it down to my lips, freezing, I could
only kneel there as he rubbed it over my lips. Running my tongue over it
hesitantly, I realised that it was just honey, and licked it off.
"Well well, don't you look sexy and appetising today Serena, I should
pour milk over you and make you part of my complete breakfast," he said
to me before laughing at his joke. Holding back tears, I couldn't look up
at him as he laughed again, then pulled my ponytail back to make me look
up at him. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, I know you must have
questions, and I'll let you ask them," he told me as he drank from his
coffee cup.
"Where's my own body and, how did you do this to me, or why..." I asked
him as he gazed down at me, focusing on my lips and heaving breasts.
"Your male body should have been found by now, shot four times in an
apparent botched robbery, the gun wont be found, no suspects. As to how,
that's none of your concern, don't worry your pretty little head about
that, you have more pressing problems, and as to why, that has to do with
what we do here."
"What do you do here, and why swap me?" I asked him again, both angry and
scared as he sat casually, completely in control.
"Serena was taken about a week ago, but was brought here by her owner for
training, she didn't like being owned or being her masters plaything, so
by swapping you and her as we did, you'll be given to him, a well trained
slave girl who will do as she's told. You'll be trained to pleasure both
men and women, to be glad and grateful for that, you'll learn to bring
men and women to orgasm, to get over that pesky gag reflex that all girls
have."
Still holding onto my ponytail, he unzipped his pants and took out his
cock, looking down at me, he made me crawl under the table and run my
tongue along it, as I did, it pulsed and hardened up at my soft touch.
Even as I felt more trapped and ashamed, I didn't dare stop as he guided
me down even more, my lips slid along his shaft as he squirmed in his
seat.
Remembering everything id heard about the techniques or oral sex from my
last girlfriend, or overheard, I used them and swirled my tongue around
his shaft. Tasting what could only be precum in my mouth, I suckled and
licked faster as he moaned and squirmed even more in his seat. After what
seemed like at least 20mins, I felt his cock swell and spurt his thick,
creamy cum into my mouth.
My first thought was to back away fast, but he was one step ahead of me
and held my head in close, forcing me to breathe through my nose and
swallow his cum down, over and over as he came. Feeling more ashamed than
ever, I felt tears trickle down my cheeks as he held me close, then had
me clean his cock with my tongue before he would let me out from under
the table.
"For your first time kitten, you did well, you'll be a natural in no
time". he told me as he rewarded me by letting me have a glass of water,
then helped me to sit at the table to allow me to eat breakfast, only he
fed me with his hands. As I ate the toast and eggs that he offered me, I
prayed and hoped that my male body wasn't dead, that it was all just to
keep me from feeling hope, I had to find a way out of here somehow.
MY TRAINING.
My training began the next morning, with me being taken out of my room
and lead into another room where I was fitted with a chastity belt with a
butt plug and dildo. I cried and did my best to force out the intruders
as they were forced into me, but had to watch as the belt was locked in
place, locking my pussy away and the intruders inside me. Whimpering and
squirming at first, I slowly adjusted to having them inside me, keeping
me filled and locked inside me. I couldn't control my female bodies
emotions and cried every night as I was lead back into my room and when I
woke up. The corset never left my waist apart from when I was showered,
Lana definitely enjoyed her job, she enjoyed bathing and arousing me, I
don't know if she knew who I truly was but there was no point telling
her.
Every morning after my shower, I was taken up to the club floor and made
to bring suckle on Eric's cock until he came, no one else came near us.
Only once did another of the staff come by, I think from the kitchen, he
had me orally pleasure him, from his scent, he had to be the chef. I must
have made his day because instead of normal toast and eggs, I got French
toast and hash browns that morning, which made me feel ashamed and happy
at the same time.
I was trained thoroughly in extending the period of time that it took me
to bring a man, any man, to cum, from two minutes, to three, then four.
The longer I made it last, the happier Eric was. I got used to the taste
of cum, each man I pleasured had a different taste, their cocks were all
different, I was becoming a conoseur of cocks.
Every evening, the staff that attended to me, and presumably the ones
that could be trusted, had me bring them to orgasm as well. Before I flew
here, the only pussy id licked was my ex girlfriends. Now I was licking
and suckling on at least 4 a night, I got better and better at it,
coaxing their clits out, tracing around their labia to make their waves
of pleasure last.
Every night, I could hear the music from my room, or whatever room I
happened to be in that night. It nearly made me cry, but I managed to
hold them back. One night was very different, instead of bringing the
staff members that took care of me to orgasm, I was freshly washed and
put in different lingerie, a black leather corset with red trim, matching
thigh highs and black leather ballet boots, instead of a black leather
arm binder, my wrists were cuffed into leather cuffs with a foot long
chain between them. A black leather collar completed my look and I was
lead up to the main floor, then to the VIP area.
Balancing easily in the boots, I was lead past the velvet rope and into
the sunken area, all around me were young women, the youngest was about
16,and the oldest had to be 20. Focusing on the oldest, I was sure I
remember her, an heiress or something. She looked at me as if I was the
main course and took my leash from Lana to lead me closer to her.
Taking a few seconds to admire my outfit, especially my ballet boots and
chastity belt, she traced her fingers over it and passionately kissed me,
our lipstick covered lips met. Falling for her, I parted them as we
French kissed, then felt her tongue feeling for mine, our moans mixed as
she caressed me, then guided me to my knees in front of her.
Her girlfriends urged her on as she lifted up her dress and told me to
bring her to orgasm. As she sat down and parted her thighs, I moved
closer to her and teased her clit and labia, bringing moans to her lips
as my tongue teased her, then wriggled inside her, bringing more moans
and gasps as I'd become very good at bringing girls to orgasm. Her juices
covered my lips and chin as I suckled and kissed her sensitive, swollen
pussy lips. Her moans got louder and louder as someone spanked me, then
another, to urge me on as she orgasmed and fed me her juices and cum.
Cleaning her pussy, I was lead by my leash to the next girl, who was
maybe 18, another rich girl wearing a designer dress, jewellery. She had
me suckle on her nipples, then had me bring her to orgasm as well, I made
it last, but didn't take too long. I was moved from girl to girl, 8 or 9
more before I was allowed to rest on the far side of the circled sunken
couch. They giggled and talked to each other, clearly celebrating the
older girls 21st birthday, ordering champagne and caviar, along with
several other things I couldn't identify. One of them allowed me to drink
from a champagne glass, then had me lick caviar from her pussy. As I fed
from her, I saw the flash of a camera as one of the girls took photos of
me feeding from her glistening pussy. I avoided looking at the camera as
I was made to bring several more to orgasm and lick champagne from their
trim bellies.
I don't know how long I was in that VIP area, it could have been three
hours or six hours, but things eventually quietened down and I was lead
back downstairs as the party ended. I felt the gaze of several of the
guests and other dominants on my firm ass, admiring and lusting after me,
from representative of an irrigation company to captive slave girl in an
exclusive bondage club. I knew that it was a matter of days until
Serena's master came to collect me and take me home with him, wherever
his home was. The click of my heels, sway of my hips and the weight of my
breasts only reminded me that there was no going back, id never be male
again, but if I was a good slave girl for my owner, I wouldn't be brought
back here.
End of part one, more to come, I will take ideas, and, despite what
anyone thinks, there is a happy ending planned for this story.
Valentina
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