Jackies Friend Part 2
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Jim always disliked traveling for business. He always had to leave the
office late, catch a plant (which was inevitably always delayed), arrive
in a city he was not familiar with, rent a car, and drive between one and
three hours to arrive at his destination. Jim was a Portfolio Manager
for a large NY Investment Bank managing construction projects in the
energy space. Jim disbursed funds to the Projects, which always made him
popular with the developers.
It was early October and Jim had to travel to a power facility in North
Dakota. He would stay in Bismarck, before driving to the facility then
next day for an all-day meeting. On his last couple of trips, Jim had
decided to bring with him his alter ego, Suzie. Suzie usually came out
to play when Jim was stressed. For this trip Jim had packed Suzie's
items, which included mini-skirt, heels, hosiery, underwear, false nails,
and wig. Keeping these items in his luggage all day gave Jim a charge.
He left the office at 3 pm for his 4:45 flight to Bismarck. Jim always
checked his bag at the airport as the last thing he wanted to occur was
carrying his bag on and being discovered even though it was an immense
turn-on thinking of that scenario. He could just see himself explaining
why his five inch spike pumps were not a weapon. Jim made it through
security with no issues and arrived in Bismarck at 7:20 pm, which was the
usual hour late.
Jim checked into his hotel, the Courtyard by Marriott (not a lot of
choices in Bismarck) with no issues. Jim went up to his room and began
to unpack. He had brought a white blouse, black leather mini-skirt, red
leather jacket, five inch black pumps, black fishnet pantyhose, black
girdle, and a black pageboy wig. Jim took his rent a car to the K Mart
and purchased some duct tape and white nylon rope. There is nothing
better than being all dressed up and bound. While it is much more fun to
have someone else tie you up, Jim did not have someone to perform this
task so a self-bondage session was as good as it gets.
Once back in the hotel room, Jim's transformation to Suzie began. First
there was a nice hot bath. Jim soaked his body, which cleansed him of
the pressure. After departing the tub, Jim reached for his nail polish
and promptly put three coats of bright nail polish on his stubby toes.
After they had dried, Jim slid on a pair of black pantyhose, followed by
his black fishnet hose. The first pair helped hide the hair on his legs.
Next came the pull up girdle, which Jim slipped on, it was rather snug.
Jim preferred corsets, but girdles were easier to maneuver in. Next Jim
began on his make-up. This was clearly not his strong point. He never
could grasp how women could put their make-up on so effortlessly. Jim
began with the beige foundation. He spread dots of the liquid on his
cheeks, forehead, chin, and spread the liquid evenly. After this he
began on his eyes. The black eyeliner, which he had gotten much better
at after studying girls on the train in the morning, was applied very
efficiently. After his lids were lined, he turned to his weakest point,
eye shadow. It seemed as hard as he tried to apply his shadow evenly it
never worked. Always one eyelid would have more color than the other and
it never seemed to be applied evenly. Tonight he decided to use a
combination of blue, green, and pink eye shadow. As usual his right
eyelid ended up with more pink and the left had more green, maybe one
day. The plum blush was applied rather heavily followed up with the
black mascara. As usual he smudged some, but wiped it off. Finally some
bright red lipstick was applied, which matched his toenails.
Jim looked at himself in the mirror and wished he could do a better job,
but he knew this was the best it was going to get. Jim buttoned up the
long-sleeved white blouse and pulled up the black leather min-skirt,
which came down to his mid-thigh. Jim could feel Suzie emerging and she
was getting excited. Suzie slipped on her black pumps and affixed the
black pageboy wig on her head. After several adjustments, Suzie brushed
the wig so the style conformed to her head. Suzie then went to work on
her fingernails, applying ample amounts of glue followed by one inch
false nails. After affixing the nails, Suzie spent fifteen minutes
applying the same red nail polish. After her nails had dried, Suzie put
on her red leather jacket and her ensemble was complete.
Suzie felt warm inside and was getting very excited. Suzie began to cut
the long nylon rope into smaller pieces. First, she doubled up the rope
and wrapped it around her ankles securing it with a tight knot. This
process was repeated both below and above her knees. Suzie then tore off
several long strips of gray duct tape and gagged herself. Suzie then
took two separate ropes wrapped each piece around her wrists separately.
She tied the loose end to her ankles, placing her in a modified hogtie.
Suzie struggled for a bit imagining that she was securely bound, when she
knew she could free herself. Suzie thrashed around on the bed before
Cuming into her condom. During the struggle Suzie's gag came free from
the perspiration and her right hand also came loose, which lessened the
experience. Suzie dreamed of the day that she would be captured,
feminized, and bound properly. Suzie untied herself, cleaned up and
placed her alter ego in the bureau. She was exhausted and fell asleep
quickly.
This was a rare meeting that would last two days so in the morning Jim
simply folded his male clothes over his feminine items in the bureau. He
would be able to play again after the meeting and dinner with the client.
Jim drove to the site and met with engineers and company management to
discuss the progress of the Project. Everything was within budget and
construction progress was ahead of schedule. After a nice steak dinner,
Jim returned to his room around 8 pm. Once inside the room, Jim began to
disrobe when he noticed that his femme garb were out on the bed, which is
not where he left them. He also noticed that the red light on his phone
was blinking indicating that there was a message. This was odd as Jim
had both a blackberry and cell phone, who would be calling him at the
hotel?
Jim picked up the phone and dialed in for the message. The recording
device indicated that there was one message. Jim began to listen. Hello
Mr. Hanson my name is Jackie and I am the maid who cleans your room here
at the hotel. While cleaning your room today I came across some
interesting items. I want you to dress in your outfit and call me on my
cell phone, 413-461-7108 when you are fully dressed. Please do not
disobey me as you will not enjoy the humiliation I will put you through
if you do not follow orders.
Jim sat down dismayed that his alter ego had been discovered. While he
yearned to fulfill this fantasy, he could not submit to this because deep
down he was a conservative businessman. Jim believed the best course of
action was to pack his things and find another room in Bismarck. Jim
pulled out his suitcase and began packing. After everything was packed
he went to the bathroom to urinate, when the shower curtains opened and a
large black woman blasted him with a stun gun. Jim dropped like a ton of
bricks. Jackie stated loudly "Bitch I told you to listen or we would
have to do this the hard way and I guess that is what you have chosen."
Jackie placed a face cloth containing clorophorm over Jim's mouth and
nose effectively knocking him unconscious.
Jim slowly awakened. His head was on fire. What the hell happened? Was
it a dream? As he tried to move his arms, he realized that they had been
extended over his head and hoisted towards the ceiling. He could feel a
huge ball gag in his mouth. His tongue was dry and he could feel spit
dribbling down his chin. He could not see anything because he was
blindfolded. He could feel that his stomach was pinched and he
definitely had hose on his legs as well as heels. How long had he been
like this? What was going on? He tugged at his bonds, but could not
free himself. He tried calling out, but only muffled moans could be
heard. Jim heard a door open. "So Bitch you couldn't comply with my
simple instructions?" It would have been much easier on you if you had,
but now you are going to have to pay the price. Jim panicked and began
struggling against his bonds; instead of getting free the bonds seemed to
tighten. Jackie laughed.
Ok Bitch lets start with some punishment for not following instructions.
You get fifty whacks with the paddle and I want you to count them for me,
which for you means grunting. Jim's mind began to race, what the hell
was this crazy woman doing to him? Screw her! She can't force me to
count. Jackie laid the first stroke on Jim's ass and he did not utter a
thing. Jackie sighed, you really are asking for it aren't you? Ok you
just added twenty five more paddles and let's make things a little bit
more uncomfortable for you. Jim felt Jackie removing his shoes, which
was a wonderful feeling. Next he heard Jackie winding a wheel, which
must have been a pulley system. He felt his arms being pulled higher.
His arms were pulled until he could only touch the ground with his toes.
He felt Jackie lace some new shoes on his feet, which arched his feet at
90 degrees, making it impossible to stand. His toes were on fire. Those
are some ballet shoes, I hope you enjoy them. Jim could hardly balance
on them and strained against his bonds to keep his balance.
Ok, let's try this again. I want you to grunt for each stroke. She
started again. Thwack!! MMMPPPH! Thwack!! MMMPPH! Jim made sure to
count each stroke. When Jackie got to twenty, Jim was bawling. Tears
could be seen streaming down his face from under his blindfold. At fifty
he was completely numb from the pain in his arms, feet, toes, and ass.
Finally at 75, Jim screamed MMMMPPPPHHH!!!! He immediately slumped over
being held firmly by the bonds. That's a good bitch; you will learn to
obey me. Jackie removed the ballet shoes and replaced them with his
original heels, which were five inches high. To Jim they felt like
flats. Jackie told Jim that she was going to release him from his bonds
and if he even thought about running she would beat him senseless.
Jackie first removed the blindfold and huge ball gag. It took a couple
of minutes for Jim's eyes to adjust to the light. After a couple of
minutes he could see her, a large black woman in a black spandex pantsuit
stood in front of him. Jim looked at the size of the ball gag Jackie
pulled from his mouth and fully understood why his jaw ached so much.
Bitch you are a mess!!! Your lipstick is smeared all over the place and
forget about your mascara and eyeliner. It also has run. Jim inspected
his outfit. He wore a black mini-skirt, white blouse, black fishnets,
and black pumps. His nails extended at least an inch and were painted
candy apple red. Jackie released Jim's feet from the spreader bar and
lowered his hands. She then unlocked the padded cuffs. Jim fell over in
a heap. That's ok girl, you go ahead and rest because tomorrow is going
to be more fun.
Jackie left the room and Jim heard the lock click. He lay on the
carpeted floor softly rubbing his ass which stung. Jim was disgusted
with himself for letting this happen. He began to remove his clothes.
First, he pulled off the skirt then the blouse and then the heels. When
these items were removed Jim realized the following: (1)His toenails were
also painted candy red matching his fingernails, (2)He was hairless,
(3)He was laced into an old fashioned Victorian corset, which reduced his
waist by at least four inches, (4)He had breasts, (5)His ears were
pierced with three piercings in each ear, (6)He had no eyebrows, just a
thin line, and (7)He could not remove his wig. Jim lay on the floor
crying and wondering what had happened and how could he change it? Jim
was living his ultimate fantasy, but it did not seem to be as exciting
when you are not in control. What happens next? Stayed tune for part
two.
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