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Wendae....The Beginning
"Your panties are showing!" said the voice behind me. I jumped up like
I'd been stung tugging down my t-shirt to cover myself. My face must
have been flaming red with embarrassment as I turned to face the voice.
A vision stood before me. She had long black hair, startlingly grey
eyes and ruby red lips. Her make up reminded me of Elvira as did her
attire. A low cut black satin blouse, black mini dress and thigh high
boots. She wore a little half smile and her eyes were twinkling. "Well
panty boy, cat got your tongue? What's your name?"
"Nnnneal, maam!" I stuttered. "Well, Neal I didn't mean to startle you.
Tell ya what, it's warm out here, why don't you come up to the house
and have some ice tea? Would you like that?" I was so taken with her
that all I could do is nod my head and follow her up to the house.
I was attending college and during the summer I worked at odd jobs.
Today I was doing yard clean up for an estate out in the country. When
she had come up behind me I was bending over scooping leaves into a
bag. I'm usually very careful when bending over so my panties or
pantyhose doesn't show. I been under dressing since I was 9 years old
and had never slipped up.
In the house she led me into a small sitting room. On the way she had
fetched a pitcher of tea and some glasses. I sank into one of the
chairs as she poured me a glass and settled herself across from me. As
she sat I was looking up her skirt at her black panty clad crotch. She
gave me a lazy smile and slid down in her chair a little more allowing
her legs to spread a bit more.
"So tell be about your self Neal," she said. We spent awhile talking
and I couldn't keep my eyes off her crotch and starting to squirm in my
chair with discomfort. "See something you like?"
"Maam?"
"Don't call me maam. Mistress will do. Would you like a sniff? If so
come over her and kneel between my legs." So saying she spread her legs
farther apart as I dropped to me knees and pressed my nose against her
nylon clad cunt. Her smooth thighs caressed my cheeks and ears as I
inhaled her warm muskiness. My head was spinning and the blood was
thundering in my ears as she stroked the top of my head. Noticing that
her panties were getting damp I licked off the dew. She drew a
shuddering breath and pushed me away. "Today that is all you may have
Neal. Tell me panty boy, would you like to come and work for me full
time? There could be some side benefits if you are interested."
"Oh, yes mistress! I'd love too."
"Great you'll start tomorrow. Be here at 8:00 a.m. and shave closely. I
don't want whisker burn on my thighs."
I was 9 years old when my friend Michael was spending the night on
asleep over. When I woke up in the morning I looked over and noticed
his little weenie was exposed. For some unknown reason I had a strong
urge to suck on it. I eased out of bed and knelt down beside his bed a
leaned forward to take it in my mouth. It was all silky soft and mushy.
As I sucked on it, it started to grow filling my mouth. I was in a
trance nursing on his cock when he suddenly woke up and pushed me off.
He asked me what I was doing and I stuttered that I didn't know what
came over me and hoped he wouldn't be mad. We never mentioned it again
but I never forgot the wonderful feeling of taking him in my mouth.
I had taken to wearing panties about this time. They were my mother's
that I would lift from the clothes hamper. I would don 3 or 4 pairs to
sleep in. I loved the feeling of nylon over nylon and loved to sniff
them as well. The aroma of her in the panties was like perfume to me.
Sometimes I would wear them to school as they felt so good.
When we were 12 and playing in my room I asked Michel if he remember
what I had done when we were 9? He said yes so? I told him I couldn't
get it out of my head and would he mind if we did it again. He looked
at me kind of funny and said if that was what I really wanted he was
willing to try. He sat down on the bed and unzipped his jeans and
pulled them down along with his briefs. I got down on my knees and took
him in my mouth. It seemed so right as I happily bobbed up and down on
his cock. The silkiness of it sliding in out of my mouth was
intoxicating. It wasn't long before he grabbed my head, gasped and came
in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around the base and sucked for all I was
worth. This was my first real blowjob and one I would never forget. We
met every day after school at one house or the other where he let me
suck him off. One day was I was on my knees giving him his daily
blowjob his Mom walked in and screamed, "What the hell are you doing?"
He jerked back and came at the same time all over my face. "Get the
hell out of my house you little cocksucker!" They moved out of town and
I never saw Michel again
One day at school I heard some girls talking about a guy they knew that
could suck his own cock. I remember thinking what a great idea that was
and as soon as I got home gave it a try. Sadly I couldn't reach it no
matter how hard I strained. This became a daily routine with a single
goal in mind, to blow myself. Days, followed weeks and months and all I
got was a face full of cum. Sometimes in my mouth. One day I was able
to lick the head and lick off the precum. Soon I had the whole head in
my mouth and was able to suck myself off. The whole trick became
stretching exercises and breath control. I was soon able to master it
all and by my 14th birthday I was blowing myself at least 3 times a
day. I was able to take it flaccid an nurse on it until the head was
poking the back of my throat. There is nothing so satisfying as being
able to bend over and take your own cock in your mouth. You still get
the thrill of the silky feel as it slides in and out over your lips and
the precum strings out to add flavor. The best part is as when you can
go all the way down and wrap your lips around the base, jamming the
head down your own throat and cumming. It's great because you have
complete control. The best part is sucking out the pearls. Each is a
mini orgasm in itself . Sometimes the orgasms are so intense that I
would almost pass out. Over the years I continued this routine up to
the present. I added nylons/pantyhose, camisoles and girdles to my
underdressing. Up to the time I met Mistress I had never had sex with a
girl or even a girl friend. Of course with my talent I really didn't
feel the need.
At 8:00 a.m. I rang the door bell to Mistress's home. The door opened
and I stood opened mouth at the vision that had appeared. She was
dressed in a black shiny latex cat suit, black leather skirt, knee
high, high heeled boots, black latex gloves that reached up above her
elbows. Hair done up in a pony tail and of course the Elvira makeup.
I'm not a good judge of age. I'd guess she was in her 30's. I just
wanted to worship her as she was so beautiful and I was already her
slave.
"Come in Neal and let's have some coffee." We went into the kitchen and
sat at the table where the coffee was waiting. "How would you like to
come and live here for the summer while you perform chores for me?" I
was mesmerized and all I could do was gaze at her in adoration. "Panty
boy! Wake up!"
"Oh, sorry I was thinking of something else. That would be room and
board? What would my duties be?"
"Your duties," she said, "would to serve my personal needs for which I
will provide room and board. I have some questions for you. Have you
ever had sex with a woman? A man?"
"No to the first, some with a friend when I was 12. He would let me
blow him."
"Did you enjoy sucking cock?" she asked. "Oh yes, it was great but he
moved away so I had to learn how to do it myself."
"You can blow your self?" she asked with disbelief in her voice. "Oh
yes mistress 2 or 3 times a day."
"This I have to see," she exclaimed. "Can you give me a demonstration?"
"Well, I've never done it with someone watching but I'll give it a
try." I stood up and dropped my jeans, pulled down my girdle,
pantyhose, panties and bent over. My dick was already hard and the head
purple with precum oozing out. I took it all the way down to the root
and went to town. With an audience it didn't take long before I blew my
wad and drained all the cum. When I finally straightened up I saw she
had unzipped her cat suit and was fingering herself. "Come here and
earn your room and board. Eat me now. Hurry!" I just fell to my knees
between her thighs without pulling up my clothes. I didn't know what to
do so I just started licking and kissing her cunt. She grabbed my hair
and started gasping instructions.
It wasn't long before her thighs slammed shut on my head and she
started frantically humping my face. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through
her body and seemed to go on forever. I was having difficulty breathing
and was close to passing out when she sighed and opened her legs. After
a short period she stood up and reached behind her to get a belt with 2
large dildos attached to it. After she had applied some K-Y jelly to
the dildos she inserted them in herself, snugged them up and bucked the
belt. Picking up a remote she clicked on the built in vibrators and sat
down gingerly.
"Ok, that was fun. I have many ongoing sexual needs. If you take my
offer, you will attend to them. You will not masturbate or blow your
self without my permission. What do you say"? While I was thinking
about my answer she started to squirm a bit and clicked her vibs on
high. Her breathing was quickening as her hand went between her legs
and started rubbing up and down. Suddenly her legs slammed shut, she
threw back her head and her body went stiff with a massive orgasm which
was followed by one after an other as she made little cries of
pleasure. She clicked the vib back to a lower speed and the shudders
gradually subsided to a point where she could speak. "What do you say?
I need a companion to attend my physical needs but that does not
include screwing me. No man has or ever will! I can promise you all the
pussy you can eat and several blow jobs every day."
I'd be an idiot to pass up an offer like that. I agreed and she said I
could move in the next day. We then went on a tour of her mansion. My
room adjoined hers and was quite extensive as well as plush. A bit
girly but nice. In the basement was a large playroom with padded tables
with attached straps, chains and manacles hanging from the walls and
ceiling, a rubber lined casket and a small rubber padded room. She said
she hoped that we would be able come down and play sometimes. I wasn't
all too sure about that.
"Have you ever considered dressing up as a woman?" Mistress asked. "You
have a great build for it."
At 21 years old, I was 6 foot tall, 165 pounds with a 28 inch waist,
brown eyes and long brown hair, body hair is very fine and I didn't
have to shave every day. I was intrigued by the thought. It seemed to
be a natural progression. "No, I hadn't given it a lot of thought. What
do you have in mind?"
"Tell ya what panty boy," she said." Tomorrow I take you in town for a
full make over and we'll see how you look and what you think. Tonight I
want you use the hair remover that is in your bathroom on the shelf.
Use it on your whole body as directed."
I went up stairs shortly thereafter and used the remover as directed.
After drying myself off I ran my hands over my hairless body. What an
erotic sensation! When I slipped on my panties and nylon jammies I
almost had an orgasm from the sensation of the fabric sliding over my
body. It was so cool and slippery. I just couldn't stop rubbing my
hands all over myself. Of course a boner was demanding attention. I was
just getting ready to suck myself off when Mistress came into the
room." So how's it feel? Oh, I see that you like it!" By this time the
front of my jammies were soaked with precum and all I could do was nod.
"Well I can fix that. Pull your jammies down and sit on the bed." After
I had sat she got down on her knees and wrapped her lips around my
throbbing knob. It was only a manner of seconds before I had a
wonderful orgasm. She proceeded to suck me dry, wiped her lips, and
smiled. "That was good Honey. I do love to suck cock with the right
person." Saying that she stood and leaned forward to place a kiss on my
lips. "See ya in the morning, Hon!"
After breakfast we went out to the garage where she handed me the keys
and told me to drive. Mistress gave me directions to our destination
and adjusted her car seat to the prone position. Once she was in
position I heard the vibrators kick in on high. I don't know how many
orgasms she had before we arrived but once there we had to sit in the
car for awhile until she could compose herself.
Once inside she turned me over to a tall, beautiful brunette. "Angel I
want a full make over on Neal. Let's see you do your magic girl!"
"What is the look you are going for Mistress? Sissy? Slave?"
"I'm looking for a companion. Not too fem or butch." said Mistress.
After hours of fixing my hair, nails, triple piercing my ears and
making up my face I looked in the mirror and knew I had been fooling
myself all these years. I knew now what my answer would be.
"Great job, Angel. So what do you think Neal? Do you like what you
see?" Still stunned at the face in the mirror all I could do is nod.
"Ok, so look, there is a boutique that I know a few doors down. Lets
get you some clothes to match."
We arrived at the boutique and went inside. "Hey Marge," said Mistress
"Lets fix this girl up with some proper clothes from the skin out. Keep
a record of all the sizes so we can get on line and fill out a
wardrobe"
Several sale assistant's descended on me giggling and laughing as they
measured me. They weren't making fun of me rather they were fussing
over me and I loved the feeling of being waited on. Once they finished
I was led to a mirror. Looking again in a mirror I saw a very pretty
young lady dressed in black skirt, white blouse, black hose and black
pumps with 1 ? inch heels. I felt as if the world was suddenly right!
Mistress could see the decision on my face and she thanked Marge and
the girls for a job well done. "Well let's go home foxy girl!" I
thrilled at the compliment and didn't even feel self conscious as we
walked past folks on our way to the car. "Well we can't call you Neal
any more, let's pick a fem name for you." For some reason Wendae came
to mind and she liked it!
"Mistress, I really loved the attention the girls gave me."
"I'll be sure to tell them you said so. And, by the way they weren't
girls," said Mistress.
The next day we got online and ordered a complete wardrobe, including
makeup and some jewelry. Mistress had me go to online sites on applying
makeup. When I wasn't servicing her, which wasn't very often, I was to
practice until I could pass her inspection.
While Mistress was taking a shower one evening I was inspecting her
belt of dildoes. The one in the front was about 7 inches long and the
rear about 5 inches. When I turned it on they came alive, rotating,
vibrating and elongating in and out at least by 2 inches. The remote
had 3 speeds and random setting that would turn it off and on at
various times at different speeds. There was even a place to plug in a
charger. She wore the belt almost 24/7 and lived in a world of constant
arousal and frequent orgasms.
Since Mistress required long periods of oral service she had a "couch
of oral pleasure" designed for her. It allowed her to lay/sit back with
her legs spread. It had a table for her computer so she could carry out
her business. At the right height the was a padded board for my chest
and a padded rail to kneel on. It was a comfortable arrangement and
easy on the neck. She had another that was a recliner where I could lay
on my back and poke my head up between her thighs. This was great for
long oral sessions. Over the months I spent many wonderful hours
between my mistress's thighs.
One evening after I had been her companion for some time and we were
relaxing with an after dinner drink she said, "Wendae I now feel that I
can trust you with my life. I have a request for you. When we were down
in the playroom do you remember the rubber lined coffin?" That got my
interest and I nodded assent. "I want you to watch out for me as I
indulge in a fantasy of mine. Come with me down to the play room." We
went down stairs and walked over to the coffin. "I want to spend the
night in total enclosure and I need someone handy to release me in the
morning or if there is an emergency. Have a seat over there as I
prepare myself." She proceeded to climb into a full latex bondage sack
which was inside the coffin and buckled up the straps around her legs
and thighs, She was already incased in a full latex cat suit and
wearing her vibrator belt.
"I going to pull this hood over my head and insert the penis gag. It
has and air hose attached so I can breath. In my hand will be a button
I can press in an emergency that will alert you to get me out. You can
go to bed and let me out in the morning. Once I'm snugged up in the
sack finish buckling me up. Close and secure the lid and turn the vibs
on random. Don't forget to hook up the charger. She then plugged up her
ears with soft foam rubber, pulled the blind hood over her head, zipped
up the back and buckled it at the neck. She then strapped on the penis
gag and laid back inserting her arms into the inner sheaths of the
sack. I finished zipping her up and buckled the remaining straps around
her upper body. After that I closed the lid and secured the locks,
clicked the remote on random and went up stairs for another drink and
to bed. In the morning I had a leisurely breakfast, took my coffee into
the living room and watched the morning news.
"Well if she's not dead I guess I'll go let her out." I went down
stairs and undid the clamps and the smell of hot latex enveloped me as
I raised the lid. Mewling sounds were coming out of her as I undid the
straps and unzipped the sack. Spasms were ripping through her body as I
removed the gag and removed the hood. I lifted her out of the coffin
and laid her on a nearby padded table where I proceeded to remove the
vibrator belt and the rubber cat suit. Heat and the smell of sex was
overpowering as I finished. She still had rapid breathing, the mewling
had lessened as had the spasms. I got a wash rag and proceeded to wipe
her down. She finally opened her eyes as her body continued to twitch.
"Oh, my God! What a fantastic trip! It just went on and on! Please eat
me now!!!"
I spent a wonderful summer with Mistress living as Wendae, being a
companion and tending to her needs. It all came to an end when I
returned to college to finish my education. In my final year I fell in
love with a wonderful woman and we were married several years later. I
never told her about Wendae which I would regret in the future.
Madison
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