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Joni, quite a review, and true. The mistress is both caring and harsh,
caring only for her own needs, I made her this way on purpose. I didn't
visualise her as quite so evil as you saw her, but, you need not worry,
she will get what she deserves. All my stories have happy endings. The
bdsm world is all about conscent, I truly respect that and want to keep my
fan base happy. I experiment to a degree, but if an idea doesn't work or
is too unpopular, I rework things or cut it out in the next chapter. This
is a work of fiction after all, and I hope that the next chapter is one
that pleases you.
WAYLAID TRAVELER CHAPTER 3
My daily grind used to be different. I used to work far from here, still
on my feet, but a lot more physical work. Instead of driving a forklift
around a warehouse, I'm wearing a waitresses uniform and serving people. A
week had passed since I had been dragged into that restroom and
terrified, the 4 men that I saw that day hadn't returned, for which I was
very gratefull.
My benefactor had been in every morning, and without realising it, I put
more sway into my hips and flirted with him as best I knew. I still had a
lot to learn about being a woman, and had to learn what women learn over
the course of 19 years in a few months. From talking with him as I was
serving him, I learned that he used to be in the Marine Corps, had a
daughter of his own in Hartford, Connecticut that lived with his ex wife,
and was between jobs at the moment.
The other waitresses here warmed to me and helped me to work faster, the
cooks usually made something special for me for lunch, and for my mid
morning and afternoon breaks. Alicia had given me a sensual, petite body
and a cute, innocent face to go with it, so I used my assets and did my
job as best I could. The staff never tried anything with me, they either
had morals or knew better.
It occurred to me that the owner of this diner may be a witch as well, if
so, then how many others were out there. The diner soon became my home
away from home. I usually got big tips from the customers, from flirting
or just being myself, my new self.
I found out the name of my benefactor, Mitch, and sat with him as he had
come in during my break. We got talking and he told me more about himself,
he told me he was looking for steady employment, but it was eluding him.
We talked for 10 more minutes before my break ended and I had to get back
to work.
That night, I talked to my mistress about Mitch and his particular
problem. She told me she had sent good karma his way in the form of a new
girlfriend for him, but promised she would help him out even more. She
then kissed me and sent me to bed. Not long after I had settled in, Renee
and Angela slipped into my room and snuggled up against me.
Their soft lips and fingers caressed me while I moaned and shook against
their soft caresses. Angela kissed my soft lips and suckled on my tongue
while Renee spooned me from behind and rubbed her fingers against my lacy
panties, making me shake and cry out between them. They knew exactly how
to play me and bring me to an explosive orgasm.
I didn't want them to stop and French kissed Angela while Renee's fingers
slipped under my panties and against my swollen pussy. I bucked and cried
out in shock and rising extasy as they slid deeper and faster into me,
guiding me to my first orgasm of the night. My screams were muffled as
Angela continued to kiss me and nibble on my bottom lip, her breasts were
pressed against mine as Renee's own swollen nipples poked against my back.
My orgasms as a man were nothing compared to the ones I was enjoying as a
woman. I was relaxing and adjusting to my second life as a female, I was
still deep down angry for what Alicia had forced on me, but I was
accepting it. It was my life now, to do otherwise was just foolish..
My lips moved down Angela's perfect body and tugged her camisole top down
to tug on her nipples and suckle on them. Her moans of pleasure rewarded
me as Renee moved off the bed and got behind Angela to help me.
This was the power that submissives had, if I could use it, I could have
some control over my life, enjoy some more freedoms and maybe even find a
way out of this. I was patient and smart, not to mention sneaky. I could
withstand anything life could throw at me. Sometime in the night, Renee
left the bed and returned to her own bedroom. I was woken up by Angela's
soft kisses and her hands guiding me to sit up on the bed.
She helped me into the bathroom, undressed me and lovingly washed me under
the warm water in the shower stall. Being washed by her was definitely one
of the fringe benefits of being here, with her, I was aroused and excited.
Was this part of me accepting things, maybe even leading to me wanting to
stay here voluntarily.
Whatever the reason, I sighed and came from her gifted fingers. She guided
my own fingers inside her and rubbed up against me. I couldn't get enough
of her scent, her soft touch, everything. If she was like me, a
transformed male, she gave no sign.
I was helped into my waitresses outfit again, then taken down to the
kitchen for breakfast. We ate together and caressed again before it was
time for me to go. She lead me to the parked car and watched me go,
usually my mistress took care of me in the mornings, but not this one.
My day at work went smoothly enough. I was my usual, cheery self and took
pleasure in serving the customers here. Jennifer had noticed and had been
giving me some slack. I knew my regulars and knew their orders before they
came in, even Mitch's.
He came in about 1pm with good news, he had landed a job as part of the
security staff of a billionaire who lived in Southhampton. One of them, I
didn't catch all of the name, but he was excited. The job paid well, with
travel bonuses, paid time off, everything he could have wanted, it was
almost as if someone had read his mind, he told me as his eagerness rubbed
off on me.
He stayed only long enough to finish his meal, then kissed me and left,
leaving me a 15 dollar tip. I was making a small fortune in tips here. As
my mistress was getting my wage, I had to depend on tips and use my
feminine body for what it was designed to do. I was uncomfortable at first
but now I wasn't, I even enjoyed it. I got a buzz when I showed off my
cleavage or brushed my breasts against the back of someone.
It was at this point that I realised why I had been sent here, to become
more comfortable in my new body, to enjoy flirting and showing off. To
realise the power a woman has over a man. I stayed there for another month
before my mistress told me that it was time for stage 2 of my training.
As the end of my shift came that day, I knew I would miss the diner. I had
come to know everyone here as if they were family. The staff surprised me
by getting me ready for a night out on the town. They helped me into a
sexy red dress, with a slit up the side that showed my thigh and cleavage
as well. My hair was styled and my make up was done perfectly. Black
tinted stockings were rolled up my legs and red 4in pumps were put on my
feet.
The other girls took a while to get ready, but when they were, they took
me to one of the nightclubs in the upper west side. This had to have been
planned because we were let in the rear entrance, not even having to show
any ID to the suited guard at the door. Their eagerness was infectious and
I found myself giggling and laughing with them. I was eager to fit in and
was soon lead into the packed club.
A lot of eyes turned to us as we ordered drinks and had them at the bar.
We soon drew the attention of a group of guys who approached us and began
to talk. One found me and began to talk to me, he lead me onto the dance
floor before I could say anything. Was this a reward for being on my best
behaviour at the diner, or was this my co workers doing, whatever the
reason, I felt alive again as I danced with him.
Dancing expertly in my heels, the skirt of my dress brushed against my
thighs and moulded to my body as we danced. I was even more aware of my
body and sensual figure. My mistresses magic was good, very good to do
this to me. We danced for hours, I barely looked at my watch. Just as I
thought it would go on forever, I felt a pair of slender arms wrap around
me and a pair of lips against the back of my neck.
"Your enjoying yourself Bianca, but its time to go, its nearly midnight,"
I heard Adele say as I reluctantly let go of my admirer and let Adele lead
me to the back of the club. We were driven to Alicia's brownstone and she
walked me in. "I'll miss you Bianca, we'll all miss you, come back any
time," she told me as she embraced me and kissed me. I took in her sweet
scent and the feeling of her breasts against mine. We kissed again, then
she pulled away and walked back to the car. She waved at me as I walked up
to the doors of my mistresses brownstone and unlocked them.
My heels clicked loudly on the hard floors as I walked inside. Not wanting
to wake anyone, I took them off and silently padded up the stairs to my
bedroom. The second I walked through the door, I felt soft, feminine hands
against my skin, then heard Angela's and Erica's voices as they helped me
out of my dress and lingerie. I let them lay me down on my bed, then felt
familiar leather cuffs go around my wrists.
I struggled as a ballgag was put into my mouth as well and buckled in
place. Wide eyed, I looked back at them as they worked quickly and slid a
chastity belt up my legs and locked it in place around my hips. I felt a
vibrator slide into my pussy and a dildo into my anus as I moaned and
squirmed on the bed.
My ankles were soon cuffed as well, then my feet were slid into harsh
looking heeled boots, it had to be a 7 or 8 in heel at least on them. They
were soon laced on my feet, then I turned my head to see a camera on a
tripod, recording everything as I lay there. Before I could even moan into
my gag, I felt the vibrator inside me start up, sending waves of pleasure
through my body.
As I moaned and squirmed on the bed, I shook as the vibrator worked deep
inside me. Then I heard my mistresses voice talking, to me or the camera I
didn't know. "Here is our newest slave girl, Bianca, she's new to her
lifestyle here, but she will be available to you soon, so watch and vote,"
I heard her say as Erica nibbled on my ear and moved down my chin and neck
to my arms and kissed down them.
Angela lay next to me and gazed up at the camera as she kissed me as well.
My hips bucked as the vibrator did its job, keeping me aroused and moist.
I knew how I looked and tried to talk, but couldn't as both girls attended
to me, clearly putting on a show for the camera.
My moans and cries got louder as the vibrator increased speed inside me,
making me close my eyes and tingle all over. They proceeded to kiss me all
over, over my heaving breasts, along my arms, my sides, thighs. They held
me down as the camera recorded everything. A second camera was soon
activated and recorded everything from another angle.
I lost count of how many times I orgasmed that night, but with the
vibrator working inside me and my two sisters alongside me, my body was
more aroused than ever. When I woke up that morning, I was free of the
chastity belt, but not the leather cuffs and ballet boots. When I tried to
take them off, I found tiny padlocks on the ankle straps. I tentatively
stood on them and nearly fell, but kept my balance and tottered out of my
room.
I was used to being naked or near naked in here, its not like anyone from
outside would see me. As I passed my mistresses room, I glanced in and saw
her doing something on a laptop. On the screen was the footage from last
night, of myself and my two sisters in my room. She must have heard me or
sensed me watching because the turned and gestured for me to enter.
"Good morning princess, its ok to come in, I want you to see what
happened, its what's going on my site. People log in, pay memberships and
vote on who they want to see. Your very first clip was a hit, and this one
will to," she told me as she had me kneel at her side and gently cupped my
breast, eliciting a moan from my lips.
"Yes, I have a feeling your going to be among my most voted for girls, you
must have questions for me, what will happen to me now, what will I do,
ask away," she told me as she pinched my nipple and rolled it between her
fingers.
"It's about,, Jennifer, is she a witch like you, or doesn't she know about
this, any of this," I asked her as I gazed up at the screen, then took a
bite of the French toast by her side.
"No, she isn't, but she was, she was stripped of her powers for.. Misusing
them, we did it together, but only she was caught. To her credit, she
didn't give me up, so I owe her, and I do her favors. I gave her Adele, a
former male like you," she said as she let me eat, then moved to my other
breast.
I gladly ate what she offered me and continued to rub my swollen nipple,
enjoying the moans I made. As the clip from last night ended. She checked
her online accounts. I acted as if I didn't care while I memorised the
account numbers and where they were. From what I saw, she had over 10
million dollars in her accounts, probably more in other accounts.
It didn't take long for her to guide me between her silky, toned thighs to
taste her swollen pussy. Softly kissing her outer lips, I was soon running
my tongue back and forth along her lips and tasting her juices as she
squirmed and parted her thighs even more. I fed on her juices as she held
onto my long tresses and urged me on with her moans and cries.
It didn't take long for her to orgasm, my gifted tongue and the stud
through it made sure of that. Her coos and soft fingers holding onto my
hair told me that she was close to cumming and held me in place. I sealed
my lips over her pussy and twisted my tongue inside her, along her inner
walls as she cried out and orgasmed against my lips.
When she had recovered, she had me stand up and gently spanked me, then
told me to have a shower and get ready to go out. She unlocked my leather
cuffs and ballet boots and had Angela tend to me. I was bonding with
Angela like I had bonded with Tiffany back at the resort. They all had to
be transformed males here, it fitted with what my mistress was into,
witchcraft, control, an alternate world that she controlled.
Angela bathed and tended to me, lathering up my body and ensuring that I
was clean all over. She kissed along my shoulders and slender neck, her
soft moans aroused me as we kissed and caressed with her outside the bath.
She had me step out of the bath and dried me off, then lead me into my
bedroom. She chose a white silk panty, high cut and sexy, matching thigh
highs and 3in heels.
I stood still as she helped me into them, then took out a white dress from
my armoire, it had spaghetti straps and showed off my body nicely. She
slid it down my body and zipped it up behind me. I then sat down at my
make up table and put on a coat of make up while she brushed and styled my
long hair. In the months that I had been female, id become proficient at
making myself look beautiful, and stood up to put a ladies watch around my
wrist and take the white bag that Angela gave me.
Angela left to have a shower while I walked downstairs. I wasn't surprised
to see Renee and Erica waiting for me, both looking as perfect as I was.
"You look good Bianca, your in for a treat today, Alicia is taking us to
Valentino's, then Prada, we're to model their designs in the private back
rooms for their clientele, the ones that spend up big. We model for them,
and we get to take one of their creations home, from each store," she told
me as Erica's arm slid around my slender waist.
"Come girls, lets not be late," we heard our mistress call from the
staircase as she headed out to her Mercedes parked outside. She locked the
door behind us and had us follow her into the car. Automatically crossing
my legs and smoothing my skirt down as I sat, feminine gestures that I now
did without thinking, we were driven through the city.
Gazing out the window as we were driven, I heard soft moans from Renee and
Erica as they teased each others nipples over their dresses. A bare foot
nudging my inner thighs made me turn towards them, Renee's stocking clad
foot slipped under my dress and teased my pussy over my panties. I blushed
and moaned at the same time as I squirmed, trying not to become aroused
even as my body did what came naturally. I was soon moaning along with
them.
Alicia sat in the front and watched on, amused and aroused as her girls
teased and kissed in the back, not caring who saw us, their soft kisses
and wandering hands caught the attention of more than one passing
motorist.
Before I could even begin to think about cumming, the car stopped outside
Valentino. We stepped out and were met by the manager, a woman of about 30
to 35, but looked a lot younger as she lead us into the store.
I was drawn to the Italian designed gowns and other creations hanging up
around us. Everything here was designed to show off and get attention,
that was clear to me as we were lead to the private viewing rooms. The
women that were waiting for us could have been the wives of anyone, born
or married into money, I didn't know. They sipped expresso's and admired
us. We were to model for them, if they liked them, they would purchase
what we had on in their size.
That was what we did for the next 3 hours, all three of us modelled for
the 4 women. We modelled various gowns, skirts, whatever they asked for.
Alicia and the manager stood to the side, softly talking as we changed
into new creations again and again. My feet began to ache in the various
heels I put on, that matched the outfit I had on, but we didn't dare
complain or show that we were tired at all.
The 4 women chose at least 6 to 10 items between them, then we were
allowed to get changed back into our own outfits and choose one for
ourselves. Other customers were browsing as we walked together, comparing
outfits and styles. I ended up choosing a sexy lavender colored dress, one
that hugged my body and showed it off nicely.
After that, it was off to Prada, a store id never set foot in before, way
out of my price range, now I was in it to model outfits again. This time
there were about 12 women sitting and waiting for us, younger and older,
all rich and regular enough to ensure that they got what they asked for.
Again we modelled for them, gowns, skirts, tops, jackets, anything they
asked us to model, we modelled. I was beginning to enjoy myself as I
modelled what id always loved to see women in. I relaxed and really got
into it. The gathered women bought a lot of what we modelled. That must be
why we got to pick out something for ourselves. The store didn't have to
pay for models, the society wives and daughters got a viewing to buy
whatever they wanted, big business for the store, and showed that they
were upmarket and chic enough.
This time I chose a black top and pleated knee length light green/dark
green skirt. I loved how it flowed and looked on me. I was becoming more
and more used to being female, it didn't bother me as much as it used to
for some reason. Our mistress had us change into our Prada outfits and
walk out in them. We had a late lunch at Le Bernadin, she obviously ate
there often as we were shown to a table immediately.
I could feel everyones gazes turning to us, 4 immaculately, sensually
dressed women sitting at a table. To everyone around us, we must have
looked like the daughters of Alicia. The food and service was excellent,
better than anything id had before, we ate and talked casually. I enjoyed
my striped bass with roasted foie gras and knew that I would eat here as
often as I could.
We were soon on the way back to Alicias brownstone. Renee and Erica again
teased each other, eliciting fresh moans as they were aroused and kissing
in the back. Erica guided me next to her and kissed me passionately and
sensuously while Renee slipped her hands under my top to cup and tease my
own nipples. Her fingers and nails pinched my nipples as my tongue
interwined with Erica's. I was soon shaking and moaning in intense
pleasure, I didn't care who saw us as we writhed and made out in the
backseat.
The sound of the car stopping woke us up from our aroused state. We forced
ourselves to pick up our bags and exit the car. "Bianca, Angela will get
you ready for tonight, one of my business associates owns a strip club,
your working there as a waitress for the next stage in your education, I
trust you enjoyed today, continue to do as you did today and you will be
very happy here," she told me as I walked in with my two sisters.
I was allowed to take a long, cool bath before I had to get ready. Angela
again helped me, drying me and tending to me. We kissed and caressed each
other in the bathroom, taking in each others sensual bodies and sweet
scents. I was bonding with all my sisters here and with Angela, more than
ever. Her lips closed around my nipple and suckled on it while her fingers
found my clit and pinched it, making me gasp and shake as she worked my
body to an explosive orgasm.
When I had recovered, she smiled and helped me into what was laying on my
bed, a leather bra and thong, leather miniskirt, knee high 3in boots and a
matching black leather jacket. She smoothed down the leather and looked me
over. "Your going to be a hit there Bianca, they're going to love you,"
she told me as she softly kissed me and put my hair into a ponytail behind
me and expertly applied a fresh coat of make up.
I was left to rest for about an hour, then I was lead out to a waiting
car that would take me to the club. I remembered other clubs id been into
and sort of knew what to expect. It was one of the more popular clubs,
with a line in front of it. When I told the bouncer at the front door my
name, he let me in. the lighting was low in some areas, with people at
every table and lingerie clad girls on the long stage in the building,
others were on platforms near the ceiling, dancing to the music as well.
I told one of the bar staff my name and I was taken to meet the manager.
He had me take off my jacket and slowly turn around. "Yes, yes, Alicia
always gets me the best girls, wherever she found you, I want the
address," he told me as he freely admired me and gently spanked me as he
told me the club rules and what I was expected to do.
It was similar to what id done at the diner, only I was eye candy for the
patrons more than ever, and had to use my feminine charms to get tips. I
had a particular section I was to work in and got right onto it. It was
very similar to the diners rules and expectations. I got a lot more
fondling that night, mainly around my thighs and firm ass cheeks, if I
kept quiet and smiled at them, and staying mobile, I got tips.
Most of their attention was to the strippers, but I got plenty as well,
being new. Most of the girls were stand-offish, which I had expected, only
the newer ones were pleasant at first. Some I didn't like, and didn't like
me, but they warmed up to me the longer I worked there. Again, my mistress
got my wage, and I kept any tips I got.
I worked there for 4 weeks before Alicia decided that I was ready for
stage 3 of my new life. I had been expecting this. My jobs at the diner
and the club were to get me comfortable in my new body, and to wearing
very little, my sexual awakening was at hand. I was comfortable in my
female body and with my sisters. Tonight was the night that I would go on
my first web cast.
End of part 3,more to come, I hope you like, especially you joni.
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