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The Chance Encounter
Chapter 1 - 1 in a million
I worked in London and usually travelled home exhausted ready for
another day. That was except when I went out for a drink with work
colleagues, which was fairly often.
I worked in Camden and one evening we went to a different pub. After
the usual few beers we were laughing and having fun, just talking
nonsense really.
A man with a medium build who I had never seen before came up to me and
to my surprise asked if I wanted him to tie me up. Not a question
anyone had asked before, and I was taken aback.
I was taken aback because I was in a pub with work colleagues and that
particular question was, let's say, a very unusual one in the context of
everyday life. The question was perhaps not as far wide of the mark as
one might have imagined. Not only did I secretly enjoy being tied up, I
also enjoyed dressing en femme and longed to have more chance to explore
this erotic and forbidden side of my nature which was so taboo in normal
life.
Given the context, I could only really blank this individual, otherwise
work colleagues could have been rather surprised and I would never have
heard the last of it. Although it was a noisy pub, I was pretty sure
that judging by the expression of those nearest to me they had heard the
question, as they looked as perplexed as I was surprised.
The evening resumed and I made sure the unusual question was ignored in
a way as to not arouse suspicion.
Later in the toilet I saw the same individual and as no one was there I
simply said "OK". That was all it took. I arranged to meet him some
distance from the pub 30 minutes later.
I kept my promise and found myself meeting a stranger at 11.30pm in
London in Camden. We walked to his place he said his name was John.
We reached his house and we entered. It was a Victorian property. Very
nicely decorated, with fine furniture and paintings and deep red
carpets. He ushered me to the living room and we sat and talked for a
while. I revealed the things that turned me on and realised by his
reaction they also turned him on. He invited me to undress, which to my
surprise I did.
He handed me some garments and told me to get ready in the bathroom and
pointed in that direction. The bathroom was large and plush and once in
there I looked more closely at the garments. They included a panty
girdle which I pulled up and having pushed my penis back, in a way I was
quite practiced at I pulled the garment up to hold it there. I pushed
my balls up into their cavities and looped my arms through the straps.
The girdle was tight and pulled my waist in from its natural 32 to about
29". I found two silicon breast forms and inserted those in the waiting
cups. Next I pulled up the tights and then stepped into the black shiny
spandex leotard. This slipped easily past the tights and the girdle to
fit me like a glove. I stepped into the peephole stiletto platforms and
was not surprised to find they fit quite well. I looked at my
reflection and noticed that my body shape was generally feminine
although my face was not. Looking by the sink I found a razor and
removed my light hair growth. There was makeup and I applied some
foundation, followed by eyeshadow, mascare and eye pencil and finally
some red lipstick and some rouge.
I looked reasonably feminine and decided that with what had been
provided I had done my best.
I was somewhat short of breath at the excitement of my predicament and
at the thought I was about to be bound in a scene I had dreamt of but
never lived.
I entered the room and John looked pleased at my efforts. He was
holding some long coils of 6mm rope and beckoned me over. My breathing
intensified.
Chapter 2 - The embrace of the rope.
With my back to him he first wound the rope around my waist and then
over my shoulders and under my breasts effectively gripping my body in
the tightness of the ropes. Next he wove the rope around my fingers and
pulled that so as to cause my hand to be forced against my shoulder. He
then bound my wrist and forearm to my upper arm so that I could not use
the arm other than to point my elbow. He repeated this on my left arm.
He then linked the elbows together and pulled on the ropes. This hurt
and he pulled them as close together as he felt I could stand. My
breasts thrust out.
He then bound my ankles and knees and got me to kneel and then drop onto
my front. He then started to pull my ankles towards my elbows. I
started to grunt slightly. He produced a large ball gag and inserted
that. It only just went passed my teeth and held my mouth uncomfortably
wide open. He pulled the strap tight behind my head, no more grunting
then.
At this point I realised that I had effectively lost control of myself
but more was to come. He took the rope between my ankles and elbows and
began to tighten it. This drew my elbows together as well as drawing my
ankles back and also caused my body to arch.
As the rope was pulled tighter I felt all control over my arms and legs
was lost and I felt my joints straining to hold their position. At a
point of some significant strain, he finally relented and tied the rope
off, so I thought anyway.
He left me for a while and during this time my body ached some more. He
returned and I started to feel my ankles raise and my body arch some
more. I heard clicking and realised I was being winched upwards in an
already very severe and still tightening hogtie.
He turned the television on, and we spent the evening watching a
recording of miss world. As the beautiful women paraded he asked if I
would like to look like them and wear that dress or the other and
despite my pain I was enjoying the experience and had to admit I wanted
to look more feminine and wear beautiful garments despite the fact I was
now in significant pain and I was concerned at the loss of feeling in my
limbs.
He left me dangling and after the 2 hour programme asked if I would like
to stay tied the rest of the night or alternatively he would lower me
down on the proviso I agreed to be feminised and become his live in
mistress and maid.
Secretly this is what I wanted and so after some feigned reluctance I
gratefully nodded and felt myself lowered.
He undid the cord between my ankles and elbows and lifted me into a
large bed. There he resecured my elbows to each side and also tied my
ankles to the footboard "to make me comfortable".
In the morning he got me up but left my arms and ankles tied and secured
me by a cord running from each elbow to the ceiling. Strangely he cut
my clothes off and said he had a guarantee to attach in case I forgot my
promise. He produced a cream satin corset and started to lace it. He
pulled it fairly tight, down to 28" and declared it tight enough for
now. Whilst doing this he described how he had a fascination for
tightly laced women and Victorian gowns and said that I needed to get
use to the corset as I would not be removing it. I felt him fiddle with
my behind and he inserted a butt plug. He also manipulated my penis and
I realised later he was attaching it to a chastity device that held it
back and also attached around my waist with a wide metal band with sold
looking padlocks. He explained that there was a wire around the belt
and that if I broke it the butt plug would give me a severe electric
shock that could stun or even kill me.
He sent me on my way giving me 7 days to return, after putting my
affairs in order. Oh, he said during this time you will not be able to
go to the toilet other than to pee and so he strongly recommended I
stick to fluids only. He also warned that he had photos of me which he
would use to blackmail me if I did not come back.
Chapter 3 Maid training
I went back after 5 days mainly because I wanted the toilet and the
corset was chaffing and I wanted to remove it. John was pleased to see
me and looked slightly relieved.
He asked me to remove my male clothes which were discarded. I went for
a bath and he removed my corset and butt plug. A great relief in every
sense.
Whilst bathing he helped me remove my body hair by shaving. Once washed
and scented and toileted he helped me out and after drying he asked me
to bend over and he inserted another butt plug. This felt tighter but
somehow pleasant. I was talked and perfumed and smelt better than ever
before if rather feminine.
He handed me a panty girdle and this held the plug in and my penis back
and I added the silicon breast forms.
He then looped ropes around each wrist and led me to my bedroom. This
was pink and feminine. I noticed a bar hanging above head height and he
asked me to grip it. He then secured my wrists to it and raised it
somewhat until I was on tip toe. He then went and fetched another cream
satin corset and wrapped that around me and began to tighten. This time
he was down to 26" and I felt the pressure gripping my sides. He left
me to dangle.
He returned and tied ropes around my ankles and secured these to bolt
eyes in the floor. He winched me higher until I was stretched tight. I
imagined the corset would be tightened further. Instead he seemed to
spread my toes and he carefully painted my toe nails with three costs of
bright purple nail varnish. He then pulled the corset some more. 24"
he said. I was gasping.
There was a mirror positioned to suit and I could see my body now looked
like very feminine with sculpted waist and relatively flared hips and
breasts.
He lowered me down and sat me on the bed. He produced some stockings
and rolled these up my legs and clipped them to suspenders from the
bottom of the corset. He handed me some platform sling back shoes which
fitted well and showed my painted nails in the peep holes.
He asked me to do my makeup and I obliged. He appeared with a stud gun
and pierced my ears leaving a gold stud in place.
He produced a stunning velvet gown in purple. I stepped into this and
pulled it up. He zipped me in and I was thrilled at how the gown pulled
at my thighs and bottom, tightly into my waist with a choker top leaving
my bear arms. I looked very feminine and practiced walking. He
produced some jewellery comprising a watch, bracelet, necklace and
rings. One was an engagement ring he said. I wondered about this but
really I was happy with the plan and although the whole thing was not
normal, it was what I had always wanted.
He produced a wide chrome belt and this padlocked at the front and
allowed my wrists to be secured to my waist. He lifted my long dress
and secured both my knees and then my ankles with chains. These allowed
me to walk but only by taking small dainty, ladylike steps. He took
some rope and joined my elbows together behind me. We enjoyed a
pleasant evening and at the end he allowed me to re-dress in a leotard.
He produced some ballet boots to help train me into high heels before
securing me to the bed as on our first encounter.
The next day I dressed more modestly in a knitted dress with large polo
neck top and some knee length 4" boots. We went out and he took me to a
beauty salon where I was to receive various treatments. These comprised
having my eyebrows plucked, lazer treatment on any body hair. The
addition of acrylic nails. A foot pedicure. Hormone tablets and hair
extensions and hair do. I loved being pampered. I repeated these trips
every 3 days.
Most days I would be suitably dressed and secured and then I would clean
and cook ready for Johns return. In the evening I would be tied up in
various cruel ways and then bathed, dressed and secured.
I loved my life and as a year passed I realised how I had changed. I
now saw womens clothes and shoes as normal, but delighted in my wardrobe
which had grown and become extensive. My only problem had been that as
my waist had shrunk, my hips enlarged and my breasts grown my clothes
had had to be replaced to suit. I was now 5'9" but had my own shoulder
length hair. I had three pierced earrings in each ear. I had "B" cup
breasts, 20" waist and sported a 36"/20"/36" figure. I could easily
walk in 5" heels and in fact struggled in flats. I always wore a butt
plug which made my butt wiggle.
Chapter 4 The extra steps
The operations took 3 months including healing time. They were worth it
though. I had my eyebrows lifted, my adams apple removed, my chin
pointed, my nose reduced, two ribs removed and size "D" breast implants.
I was now obviously female even without make up and I must admit I did
enjoy my visits out more as no one thought I was anything except a
rather attractive women.
The engagement was over and the wedding planned. It was to be a small
affair with only John's family attending. They had no reason to doubt I
was female.
I chose a very beautiful dress and looked quite stunning.
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