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Although i still went to work each day dressed in my male clothes,
Kelly's control of me began to affect my behaviour and attitude,
particularly towards the girls in the office. None of them noticed or at
least mentioned the subtle changes in my appearance but gradually I began
to be included more and more in their conversations as their attitude to
me changed. When a problem arose on one of their projects they would drop
into my cubicle to discuss it and work it out, rather than just passing
the problem up the line by email. I was quite flattered when after about
a month, they asked me to come to the local bar-restaurant where they
lunched each week, but more about that later.
This whole thing was affecting Kelly as well, more than I realised. She
revelled in the control she had over me - not in an unpleasant way but in
a caring loving form of attention that I could not resist. I no longer
had control over my erections or my orgasms and Kelly controlled all
aspects of our lovemaking. I soon found the thought of having penetrative
sex didn't come in to my mind. Kelly completely controlled the way I
dressed both at home and at work. She would lay out lingerie for me each
day and indicate what I was to wear to work and at home.
One day Kelly came home early in a foul mood and demanded I let her take
me. I obliged, but I didn't like to admit that I felt used and took
little pleasure from it. The chasitity belt caused me some agony if I
allowed my erection to grow but I soon learned to focus my mind to
prevent an erection taking off. I very quickly stopped having erections,
the discomfort was too embarassing - but it took a bit longer before I
automatically went to the stall to sit down to pee.
Kelly was still very unhappy if I came without her permission. In the
second week after I became her bitch, she took me with the strap on and I
got completely carried away and came before she did. She stopped at once,
and pulled out of me abruptly.
"Darling," she said, "I can see that we are not going to solve this by me
spanking you every time you get carried away. We are going to have to
take another approach." She threw a robe over her shoulders and
disappeared off to the bathroom. When she came back I was sitting on the
bed, worried at what was going to happen. She handed me a plastic vial
with screw top and I noticed she was wearing surgical gloves "When you
have done that I will explain your punishment, but for now please
masturbate into the vial. It took a while, but when I sheepishly handed
her the vial filled with creamy fluid, she smiled that worryingly cruel
smile again.
"OK darling, I am sorry to do this but it's for your own good." She then
inserted two fingers into my rectum and began to feel around to find my
prostate.
"This is called 'milking'" she said, "I have been reading about it and if
it works it will be the answer to our little problem. Sure enough my
penis started to twitch and spewed forth copious amounts of semen in
response to her probing.I took no pleasure from the event and eventually
she seemed satisfied that I had dried up. "I am now going to refit the
Chastity belt, but I am going to milk you again in a few days."Then she
hit me with the awful statement.
"But, you are not to come to my bed until you have yourself under
control, the milking will help but its still up to you. I have prepared
the spare room and for the next few days when you get home each day you
will remove the chastity belt and void your semen into a fresh vial and
then lock yourself back in to the belt. You will then prepare a meal for
me leave the key on the dresser and retire to your room until I call
you."
As she took the vial from me she said, "I love you, you know that, but I
must have obedience."
That night I spent a miserable time in the spare room and in the morning
I realised she had put out some different clothes for me. Instead the
usual attractive outfit, there was a drab skirt and a polyester blouse
and some flat shoes. Not quite a maid's outfit but it might as well have
been.
My work clothes were different too, when I put on the trousers I saw they
buttoned at the side and there was a false fly at the front, just a fold
of material.
The changes in our relationship were also having an effect on Kelly. She
seemed much more confident and outward going. Kelly had always been a bit
shy and I often chided her for underestimating or at least under-selling
her own abilities. He colleagues at work must seen a change because she
seemed now to talk much more about being included. We had not seen Rhoda
and Brad for a week because Brad had been away on business, but one
afternoon Kelly rang me to say she was going out with Rhodda that evening
and not to expect her back until late.
Just before midnight I was just going up to my room when I heard the cab
in the road, so I waited by the door.
"Oh, darling," she said, "how sweet of you to wait up for me," and she
leant over and kissed me on the cheek. As she did so, I caught the smell
of alcohol on her breath, but then something more, a different smell, a
smell that I recognized but couldn't place.
For the following few nights we would cuddle and I would pleasure her but
at bedtime would kiss me on the cheek before we went off to our separate
rooms. One lunchtime I got a text 'Will b late 2nite - 1830 - got
appointments after work.'
I got back that afternoon full of expectations. What new surprise could
it be? "Here I am," I thought, "behaving like a teenage kid."
I waited in the kitchen when I heard the car, but I must admit I was a
little disappointed when she appeared carrying some bags saying "Look
Honey, I went to the hairdresser's, do you like it."
"Yes darling, it's very nice, a bit shorter but the colour is more
subtle.
"There's more," she said, "but not until we are ready to eat. I am going
to go and shower and change. Call me when the food is ready."
Kelly came down wearing a robe and, most unusually, her glasses. These
she very rarely used as although quite nearsighted she much preferred
contacts. We embraced, as ever, before sitting down to eat and my head
caught the edge of her glasses. "Ow," she said and seemed to mutter under
her breath.
"OK, first surprise."
I looked up from pouring the wine to see her pull a new pair of glasses
from the pocket of her gown. As she put them to her face, I was amazed,
they were very dark, almost black frames but with very thick lenses and a
severe shape.
"Wow," I said, but there was more.
As I handed her the wine she reached up and revealed her new hairstyle.
What I had seen so far was really a wig styled to look like own hair. But
now her real hair was cut short at the back and above her ear at one
side, she reached up and folded the loose hair to from a single bang
across the side of her face.
"Oh Darling - don't you just love it - now just as you become more
feminine I will be able to change my appearance too."
It was true - even with just a robe around her shoulders she looked much
more butch.
"I have some new clothes too, to go with the haircut when we go out as a
couple, but I will keep the wig for work."
As we ate our meal, Kelly explained that her night out a week ago had
been arranged by a colleague of Rhonda's who had invited the two of them
out to the local nightspot.
"Oh my god," I thought, "she's going to say she has been unfaithful to
me."
Kelly continued, "Of course darling, all I did was just dance and
exchange kisses with Jan' Rhodda's friend, you are the only one for me."
I smiled and blushed, but the memory of the perfume came back to me.
As we drank more wine Kelly said we were going to spend the night in her
bed, the first time for more than a week. All that evening I was her
devoted playmate. While I was getting comfortable on the bed she came
back from the bathroom and opened her robe to reveal a new strap-on. This
one looked much more realistic although I was pleased to see it was no
larger. It had two 'balls' that hung down below the phallus. When we were
undressed she straddled me on the bed and I took to understand that we
would adopt a different mode of foreplay. Carefully she ran the phallus
down my forehead and then under my chin. I was just halfway through the
thought, "She wants to take me in her mou....." when she said, "Come on
baby, my pretty little cocksucker, let's see how much of mamma you can
take."
I let the point slip between my lips and onto my tongue. I had only twice
got Kelly to give me head, and on each occasions we were both a little
drunk. I summoned my saliva and rolled the rubber phallus round my mouth.
Kelly probed further into my mouth and groaned as the other end of the
dildo moved as she hit the back of my throat. I started to gag but she
pushed on past my gag reflex and we continued. The taste was not
unpleasant, not as I had expected. I was pleased Kelly was enjoying it
and wanted to do my best for her. The material of the thing was starting
to reach her body temperature and it started to seem less foreign. We
were starting to get a rhythm now and she was able to thrust beyond my
gag reflex in sympathy with my breathing. I wondered if she would orgasm
as my and I tried to move the phallus in response to her thrusts.
"Here it comes baby - do this for me." I didn't know what she meant but I
felt her move her arm to her groin and then I could feel something
pulsing into my throat. As she pulled back it filled my mouth and she
cried "swallow for me" and I did but it was not clear to me what I was
swallowing as I could not identify the taste.
She pulled out and said, "Oh darling you were wonderful. Does it taste
awful? With the taste and consistency now on my lips I realised Kelly had
caused the dildo to squirt sperm into my mouth. What, or who's is it,
where did it come from?
"It's your's darling, I have been collecting it." I looked up into her
face and was about to speak when she jumped up and went to the bathroom
to fetch a cloth to clean me up. "There's more," she said, "it seems a
shame to waste it."
Unthinkingly I rolled of the bed onto my knees and took the strapon in my
mouth. This time she timed the ejaculation with her own orgasm and when
she pulled out we embraced and exchanged the dregs of my semen on our
tongues. As we went to sleep in each other's arms I savoured the taste in
my mouth.
The following evening I was home well before Kelly and I busied myself
around the house I began to worry that this latest thing was going beyond
submission and into subjegation. When I listened to Brad's CD, and
started on the journey of submissiveness with Kelly, the possibility that
I might become a cocksucker had never occurred to me. I shuddered. Was
Kelly subjugating this whole thing to some bizzare experiment? While
these thoughts were going through my head I was busy around the house I
had just left what had now become 'Kelly's bedroom. I looked back in and
surprised myself. The room was immaculately tidy and the sheets were
turned back on the bed. A Teddy was laid out at the foot of the bed ready
to be worn and the room smelled of a light perfume. I stood there as the
realisation came that this had been my doing. I suddenly realised how
much I enjoyed preparing the house for Kelly's return - how much an
expression of love for her and our relationship it was and I hadn't
really understood what I had been doing. From this point on I knew I was
OK.
That evening we did our makeup together and I massaged Kelly's back - we
then shaved each other's bodies. Since I was becoming a bit more
proficient Kelly just sat with her makeup kit open and allowed me to
experiment. There was also a practical side to this, when she took off
her glasses, putting on makeup was a bit difficult.
We agreed that neither of us would look in the mirror until we were both
fully made up. When Kelly put on her glasses and looked in the mirror she
gave a sharp intake of breath. "Oh Honey. I never realised I could look
like that, it's fantastic. I am going to copy this look next time we go
out with Brad and Rhoda, it's such a come on."
I was glad she was pleased but didn't know who was meant to come on to
her.
"OK Honey, this is so great, now I have a surprise for you." She went to
the wardrobe and pulled out a box from the side draw. "I have been saving
these for a special occasion but tonight you have made me feel so good,
this is a special occasion. Pull up your top and lay back on the bed.
First, she pulled down my panties and removed the chastity cage. Then she
reached behind her to retrieve something from the box with one hand while
she massaged my chest with the other hand. I looked up and saw what I
immediatly recognised as a breast form laying in her hand. It was not
huge but still very realistic. I lay on the bed and Kelly massaged an
adhesive onto my hairless chest and pressed the breastforms home. I
wanted to say 'Stop' will they come off in the morning and raise all
sorts of sensible objections, but I was mesmerised under her control.
Kelly said, "Ok honey now stand." I followed her instructions and swung
my legs off the bed. The small breasts hung down my chest and wobbled
slightly. Kelly massaged me and the breasts and I started to get an
erection, the first for ages. We both fell back on the bed and as my
erection grew we had 'normal' sex, perhaps normal in a strange sort of
way for two girls. The breasts of course would not come off in the
morning but after we had wrapped ace bandage once around my chest you
could not see them underneath my loose shirt. Kelly also added a new
chastity cage that had an attachment at the back to lock in a butt plug.
Brad was back from his business trip and it was agreed that we would all
go out to a club to celebrate. I assumed it would be the four of us and I
was looking forward to showing Brad my new breasts. (wait a minute, what
am I thinking of) Kelly reminded me that on our last outing she and Rhoda
had said they would pair me up with Brad but as we had been out as a
foursome before I thought nothing of it.
Kelly said Brad would be coming to collect me directly, but that she
needed to meet the girls separately. "What about Rhonda?" I asked.
Kelly replied, "Oh she's going to meet the girls with me."
Brad arrived in a taxi to pick me up, but came to the house himself. As I
watched him come up the steps to our house there was something odd about
the way he walked.
At the door, Brad came to meet me and stepped in side. Just as we stood
inside the door out of sight of the road he looked me over. "Tobi, I
would almost not have recognised you, you look so hot."
I was not expecting this as the last time we met we had both been very
embarrassed about our new submissive, feminised roles. I looked into his
face and saw he was wearing light makeup. I lifted up my hand to his chin
and turned his head to one side and saw he had small studs in his ears.
For an instant he moved his face towards mine and I momentarily responded
by closing my eyes as if he were about to kiss me. Then the taxi driver
tooted and the moment was lost. As we went out of the house Brad's hand
brushed my bum.We settled into the back of the cab for the journey to the
club. I noticed that Brad moved his bum on the seat - I realised he was
wearing a butt plug.
"Are you plugged?" I asked.
Brad nodded and said, "Mmm, yes. You too?"
At that point, I don't know why, I reached over and kissed him on the
lips. Brad returned my embrace and for a few seconds we were in each
other's arms in the back of the cab. The driver, of course, thought
nothing of it.
This incident had broken the tension between us and when we left the cab
Brad took my arm as we walked into the club. Although I had known we were
going to a gay club, psychologically I had pictured it as might a
tourist, observing but not participating. Passing by the cloakroom it
suddenly struck me that I was not a tourist, I was a participant. Kelly
and Rhonda had already found a table and I caught sight of Kelly's face
through the melee, her glasses catching the light as she moved her head.
As we moved through the throng of people I looked back to check Brad was
following and I subconsciously reach out my arm to him and for a split
second and our fingers intertwined. For a split second a small electric
shock seemed to travel up my arm. Brad may have felt it too because we
both pulled our hands away.I had expected to see only Kelly and Rhonda at
the table but Rhonda was sitting with a dark haired girl and Kelly was
talking animatedly to a tall thin blonde girl at her side.
Seeing us approaching Kelly stood up and called. "Tobi Honey, Brad
darling, here we are, come and meet Suzie and Beth." As Kelly stood up, I
saw what she was wearing for the first time. With her dark hair combed
straight across her forehead and a tight waisted jacket with an upturned
collar, she looked so strong. I longed to be wrapped in her arms.
Suzie and Beth were both regulars at the club, Suzie worked at Kelly's
office and had invited Rhonda and Kelly to the club a couple of weeks ago
when Brad was away. I presumed from this that both Suzie and Beth were
gay and possibly partners. We sat and Kelly tried to catch the eye of the
waiter. Brad sat opposite me and I got a good look at his outfit for the
first time. Looking round the room, then at Brad, then at Kelly I
realised that they were indistinguishable from many other people in the
club, this made me wonder if my outfit was a bit over-dressy. When the
waiter brought the wine, Brad made a point of pouring for me. Kelly then
said "Oh, look. To Brad and Tobi" and made a toast. The other girls
joined in with a resounding 'skal'.
"Kelly," I said, "you look ravishing tonight, I love your hair and that
new jacket."
"You look pretty hot yourself, honey," she said, "Brad is a lucky boy to
be escorting such a pretty T.Girl," and gave a huge smile as she pushed
her glasses up her face and threw her head back.
Suzie, who also wore glasses, pushed them up her nose, mimicing Kelly,
stared at me closely and then spontaneously put her arm round Kelly's
shoulders, and said, "Oh my god, this IS your husband." I would never
have guessed, he passes so well. Kelly responded, the two of them
embraced and they both raised their drinks in another toast to me. I now
understood Kelly was Suzie's date for the evening, this was clear.
"Well, a girl has to try her best," I said, "but I think I am a bit
overdressed."
The five of them all chorused, "Nohhh," and I felt a bit happier. I was
busting for a pee and asked Suzie where the toilets were located.
"The ladies powder room is over there to the right," she said. As I made
my way past the bar, I came face to face with a short plump girl in a
black dress. "Wow, man, you pass really well. Out in the street, few
people would have read you as a T Girl.
I smiled, and said, "Thank you, it's nice to be appreciated."
"That's OK," she said, "there are a few of us T.Girls here tonight. If
you wish, I will introduce you to the group."
Not sure about this, I said hesitantly, "Yes... that would be nice. I am
sat over there with," pausing as I suddenly realised I was not sure what
to say my boyfriend, my wife, my wife's lesbian girlfriend???
I don't mind admitting I sat with my head in my hands for a few minutes
in the stall. All this was too much to take in.
When I got back to the table, Kelly and Suzie were kissing and Rhonda and
Beth were dancing. Brad was talking to a guy I did not recognise. When I
sat down Brad said.
"Tobi, I would like you to meet Peter, he's from my company's office in
Boston."
At about 11pm I could feel my eyelids becoming heavier and heavier as I
tried to stay awake. I wanted to stay awake, but...
The others must have noticed that I was falling asleep because it was
agreed that Brad would take me home but the four girls would move on to
another Club on the edge of town. We all crammed into the back of a large
taxi. Brad was in the front and I sat next to Kelly, the first time I had
been close to her that evening. We cuddled and she kissed me on the cheek
but when the taxi got to our house, Brad and I got out and I was sad to
leave Kelly although I didn't want to spoil her evening. Brad and I
walked up the steps to the house and I let us in. We were both a little
drunk and there was no way Brad could drive home. I made coffee and Brad
stretched out on the sofa. When I came back with two steaming cups his
eyes were closed and I looked at his stretched out form, a sort of trance
came over me and as I recalled the electricity in our touch earlier in
the evening my whole body seemed to sing. As I put the cups on the low
table, Brad woke, saw me standing there and said, "What have these girls
done to us old buddy? Here we are, a bit drunk, I am dressed, I don't
know how, you are the cutest bit of ass I have seen all night and I am
getting a hard on."
It was true, the front of his jeans were beginning to bulge. I thought of
Kelly, out with Suzie, I thought of Kelly's strap on and what she did the
other day. There was no question about what I wanted to do, but was I
being unfaithful to Kelly?
"Brad would you," I heard myself say, "unzip your fly."
He followed my instruction and his growing penis emerged from his
panties. Before I changed my mind I took him in my mouth and rolled the
end of the penis around my tongue, just as I had with Kelly's strapon.
"Man, I mean Tobi, that's wonderful," said Brad, "but...."
"Dont worry," I said under my breath, "I am new to this but I have
practised with Kelly's dildo."
The girls came home to find Brad and I fast asleep on the sofa, but with
some distance between us. Kelly woke me gently and kissed me on the lips.
The next thing I remember it was early in the morning, and just before my
alarm the discomfort of what would have been a raging erection woke me. I
was dreaming that I had just deep throated a guy who was my best friend.
I could almost taste a salty residue in my mouth.
I stood up and threw on the house robe that Kelly had brought for me.
There was a note on the bedside. "Instructions for maid Tobi. Eggs and
smoked salmon in the fridge. Fresh coffee and orange juice for everybody
at 09.00 - just call when ready."
It was only 07.30 so I went to the laundry room to fetch some clothes - I
ironed a light linen top and some white slacks and went to prepare
breakfast. Just before 08.00 Kelly came down to the kitchen and kissed me
and grabbed my ass. I smelt an unfamiliar perfume again. Kelly then took
my hand and pulled me towards the window where it was just getting light.
"Tobi," she said, "I have something to explain to you."
Before I could say anything she continued, "Last night, I had my first
lesbian experience, a real one that is. Tobi I still love you, but you
may have to become a women because I think I may be more than bisexual."
"Kelly, I adore you," I said, "I don't want to lose you."
"Honey, I love you too, but I can't make you change gender just because I
am bisexual or maybe even maybe," she swallowed and paused, "homosexual.
It's not just the sex, and dressing up it's the whole thing - I am
beginning to think I want to be in that world, and I guess commit to the
lifestyle."
"Oh Kelly, I should never have let you hear Brad and Rhonda's tape,
things have got so complicated - is Rhoda one too?"
I immediately I wished I hadn't used the word 'one' because it
immediately seemed to set us apart.
"Toby, it's more complicated than that and may take some time to explain.
Brad and Rhonda are both bisexual, they always have been, but it was a
private matter, their secret - but when we progressed so quickly with
your feminisation, Brad could not maintain his exclusively hetero
lifestyle any more, he wanted to screw you every time they came over for
drinks. What we didn't realise was that our exploration of your
submissiveness and femininity would change Brad and Rhonda's lives too."
"Kelly," I said, "I have just realised something, last night I think I
gave Brad a blow job." Kelly didn't seem to hear that because she said,
"Toby, do you remember meeting Peter last night?"
"Yes," I said, he seemed a nice guy.
"Peter is Brad's gay lover, or has been for the last couple of weeks."
Rhonda told me that before she and Brad met and fell in love, they had
both had gay lovers.
Before we could continue our conversation I heard a voice from the lobby
and found that Suzie had joined us. I realised I should prepare more eggs
and salmon as we were going to be a crowd.
Brad came down to breakfast with a huge smile on his face. He kissed me
on the cheek to full applause from the others. I responded by putting my
arm around his neck in a gentle embrace. Kelly left Suzie's side and came
over and gave both of us a hug.
Kelly spoke up, toasting Brad with orange juice, saying, "Here's to Brad
and maid Tobi."
Adopting my maid's persona I then ushered everyone to the table. They
drank orange juice and coffee while I prepared creamy scrambled egg on
thin brown toast, served with strips of smoked salmon, doused with lemon
juice and black pepper.
As I sat down to eat my portion, Rhonda, who had finished her food,
suddenly pointed to Kelly and said, "Kel, look, the key, round your neck,
you still have it. Tobi is still locked, they are not consuma...?" her
voice trailed off.
I realised immediately what she was talking about. I was still locked in
the new chastity belt, with its butt plug.
I looked at Brad, and he smiled, but didn't look at me. Kelly got out of
her chair and pulled the chain over her head, but instead of handing it
to me, she leaned across the table, for a moment I thought she was going
to pull the key back but she hesitated and moved the key to me.
"Here honey," she said. I took up the key, and said, "Oh Kelly, my love,
thank you."
I put the key to my lips and left the room to go upstairs. Everyone held
their breath as Brad followed. To be continued.
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