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Tour De Fances II By 4:00 I had finished with the washing and Ironing. Michelle inspected all my work for the day and was Quite dissapointed on several counts. "Just look at these creases in Miss Palermo's skirts and dresses! She will crack my ass for a week if I gave her these in this condition! "I'm sorry Michelle, I'm just not that good at this stuff." Well guess what, your ass is gonna be right back here after we eat and you'll be rewashing and reironing half this stuff. I could feel my eyes filling up with tears as she scolded me. A single tear rolled down my cheek and she saw it! "Awe, what's the matter sweetie, am I being to harsh on you? Maybe you need something to cry about, hmmm?" "Stop it Michelle, I just want to go home!" "Come on sweetie lets have a good cry." She pulled up my apron and lowered my pants. My sore ass got 5 good pantied smacks with her bare hand! I tried to pull away but for some reason I didn't have the strength to do it! "You're not going anywhere sweetie. I wonder what the cycling world would pay to see the great Frankie Fabulous getting spanked by a servant while he'e wearing womens underwear!" Tears rolled down my cheeks as I got 5 more sound smacks! "Please stop this Michelle this is so humiliating to me!" "Pull your pants up sweetie and come with me so I can show you your new living quarters." I wiped my eyes and followed Michelle down one flight of stairs and into the servants quarters." "Here you go dear, I hope you like it." My jaw dropped wide open as I looked into the female quarters full of Feminine decor. The bed and walls were all done in a lilac purple color. The carpet was done up in light pink pastel shade to compliment a womans femininity. My syringes and Pills were on the nightstand next to the bed. On the dresser were several bottles of perfume, deoderant, makeup and nail polish! "Where are my bags at?" "Bags, what bags?" "Don't play dumb Michelle, where are my clothes and shoes?" "Oh there around, I didn't think those masculine items would be appropriate for such a feminine room, don't you think sweetie?" I walked over to the dresser and opened up every drawer. The drawers were full of colorful womens undergarments all done up in shiny nylon and satin. "What's all this stuff!" Michelle walked over and put her arm around my trembling body. "Well sweetie, these are camisoles an slips, and in here we have bras and breastforms, and these drawers are full of panties and nylons." "But, But, where is my underwear?" "This is going to be your underwear until futher notice sweetie, and I can't wait to see you in some of this stuff!" "This is bullshit you can't make me wear this stuff!" I shut the drawers and walked over to the large closet next to the bed hoping to find my clothes and shoes. With a loud laugh Michelle invited me to take a look inside. "Go ahead dear take a peek." I opened the swinging doors and gasped! "Oh my god!" The closet was full of servant uniforms in several colors and styles. I nervously slid every dress to the side hoping to find my clothes hanging in between them! "Where are they Michelle? Stop fooling around!" On the floor were several shoe boxes. I got down on my knees and frantically opened each box one after another only to find open toed servant shoes with low and high heels! I put my hands to my face and began to crack under the pressure! "Get up Frankie, and stop crying like a girl you big sis!" She picked me up off the floor and sat me on the bed. I was amazed at the amount of strength she had and what little effort she needed to pull me from the floor. "Yes my dear I think you'll fit in well down here with us girls." "I don't want be down here, I want to go home!" "You're not going anywhere without a passport or a change of clothes." I looked up at her as she towered over me with her hands on her wasplike waist. "Now are you going to be good or do I need to discipline you?" "I sobbed away as she waited for my reply. "Well, my dear, I'm waiting!" She grabbed a fistfull of my hair and pulled sharply. "Yes, yes, I'll do what you say!" "Very good sweetie, now come with me and you can help me prepare some food for me and the girls. They will be down here shotly for dinner." She fixed my apron, grabbed my hand and I meakly followed her to the kitchen. For the next hour Michelle cooked up some pasta and I prepared a salad along with some fresh fruit. I set the table for the 4 of us and filled up the water glasses. Michelle inspected the table with hawk like vision looking for any imperfections. "Not bad dear, remember everything you just did because you'll be preparing our meals and doing all the dishes after our meals also. "That's not fair Michelle, why do I have to do everything?" "Because sweetie, you're the new girl down here and you will have to work your way to the top. Now get your ass in there and start loading up the serving trays for us!" "I'm not a girl!" Michele laughed, spun me around toward the kitchen and gave my ass a good crack. About 5 minutes later I heard the other servants taking their seats at the dining table and began to chat with each other. "So where's the sissy boy who likes to wash and iron?" "Yea, I can't wait to see how she looks in one of our dresses!" "Shhh, you girls keep your voices down, I don't want to get her worked up any more than she allready is. "Ok my dear, you can serve us." With tears filling up my eyes I took a deep breath and grabbed the shiny silvery tray full of pasta and sauce and backed my way out the swinging door to the table. The whole table erupted in laughter as I made terrified eye contact with each girl. "Well, what's your name sweetie?" Michelle stood up and introduced me to everyone. "Ladies meet out new trainee or should I say Tranny, Frances!" "Oh, that's a great name for her Michelle. Does Miss Palermo call her Frances?" "Not just yet Estelle, but I'm sure she will love the name." "Don't just stand there Frances, sit down and eat with us. I'm sure your hungry after doing loads of wash today." I took my place between two of the girls and they each gave me a hug. "Yes dear, we'll teach you everthing you need to know on being a proper female servant. Won't we girls?" "But I don't want to be a servant, Miss Palermo said I will be going home in a couple of weeks. I'm just down here to help out, thats all." "Oh really, then why are you wearing panties and a corset sweetie?" I quickly looked over at Michelle and saw her big grin from ear to ear. "I,I, well, uhhh, it's a long story!" "Yea right, you're just a little panty perv and a famous one at that." "Come on Estelle lay off her, it's her first day with us." "Ok Michelle, I'm sure we'll be having lots of fun with her over the next two weeks. Isn't that right Frances?" Estelle's hand slid up and down my corseted waist and then patted my thigh before bringing her hand back above the table. I was so humiliated now that all the girls know I've been wearing panties and a corset! The girls picked on me the whole time we ate. They all had big plans for me, but I had no clue what they were. Somehow I had to get out of this mess before Hanna got back. The big problem was, I had no phone, money, or help to get me home. To make the situation worse, I was down to my last pair of jeans and shirt now that Michelle had my clothes hidded away. The meal was coming to an end and Michelle gestured for me to clear the table. "So, did you tell him yet?" "No he dosen't know yet." Michelle's and Estelle's giggle turned into laughs. "What's so funny!" "You tell him Estelle." "Well Frances, I have a small confession to make sweetie. I was the one who splattered the bleach on Miss Palermo's dress." "You did what! I took the blame for that you ass!" "I was also the one who put your bag of clothes in Hanna's trunk the other day just for a little fun." "You whore, now I'm stuck down here with you servants with no clothes to wear because of you!" "You're wrong Frances dear, we have lots of pretty things for you to try on don't we girls! Maybe we should get you in some of them after supper?" "Take it easy Estelle, why don't you and Claire freshen up while I help Frances with the dishes. You can meet us in her room in a half hour or so." "Come on Claire, lets shower up, and get out of these uniforms and heels." Michelle stood up, snapped her fingers and pointed me in the direction of the kitchen. I placed all the dishes back on the tray and she pushed the door open for me. "Get those dishes soaking in some soapy water for a couple of minutes before you wash them." "Don't you think you girls are going too far with this dressing me up fantasy? You're forcing me to get physical with you and I guarantee you'll lose!" MIchelle smiled at me and threw her dish towel on the shelf, then walked over to me and stared me sraight in the eye. "Oh yea, I'll bet you right now I can beat you in an arm wrestle match." I started to laugh at her challange. "Don't laugh sweetie, you're not that strong anymore." "Well I'm strong enough to beat a woman so lets go!" MIchelle began to roll the long sleeve of her uniform up past her elbow and took her place at the table across from me. "So, what shall we bet sweetie?" "I want my damn bag of clothes back!" "Fair enough, If I lose I will give you your clothes back. But if I win, I get to paint your fingernails Red so they match your pretty toenails." "You're on!" Michelle quickly called out to Estelle and Claire to witness the match. Both girls walked in still wearing their uniforms. "What's all the yelling for, what's going on?" Michelle and I had allready taken our positions and grabbed hands resting our elbows on the table. "Frances has challanged me to a test of strength and I wanted you girls to witness his demise so there is no cry of foul when it's over." Michelle's grip was quite strong and I was almost second guessing myself on what I just agreed to!" "Estelle why don't you give the one,two,three,GO commands." "Sure no problem, I can't wait to see this super tough macho cyclist lose to a female servant!" Estelle wrapped her hands around ours and then gave the commands. "Ok girls here we go! One, two, three, Go!" Estelles hands lifted off ours and in one quick snap of her wrist my hand was laying flat on the table with her palm on top of mine!" "Looks like your wearing nail polish for a while Frances!" "What a pathetic show of strength Frances, you didn't stand a chance." "Wait a minute I, I, wasn't ready." "Don't give me that! You lost fair and square so stop crying." "I can't wear nail polish on my fingernails, what will Miss Palermo say?" "I'll tell her that this is my way of punishing you for ruining her dress." Michelle started to roll down her sleeve and began to get up when I blurted out "Lets go Double or nothing!" Both Estelle and Claire egged Michelle on to accept my challenge. "Go ahed Michelle, give him another dose of female power and some more humiliation." "I accept sweetie, and I will even switch hands to show you I can beat you with either hand." We switched positions at the table and grabbed hands again. "Now if you lose Frances, you must wear some feminine body spray and perfume for the rest of the week as well as your nail polish." "But I get my clothes back if I win, ok?" "Sure sweetie, but you won't win." "Just look how nervous he is girls." The sweat was building on my forehead and I was getting very nervous! Esteile grabbed our hands together tightly and began the commands once more. "One, two, three, Go!" I pulled with everything I had but in a matter of seconds Michelle's hand was once again on top of mine! I sat there in total shock staring at the table. She stood up and rolled down her sleeve and high fived the girls. "Way to go Michelle! Now the little sissy has to wear nail polish and perfume this week!" A single tear rolled down my cheek in defeat. "Looks like you're not a big tough dominating cycling machine anymore dear. Who knows, with a couple more bets like that we'll have you wearing a dress and heels by the end of the week. Now get your ass back to the dishes missy!" Michelle and Estelle pulled me from the table and walked me over to the sink. For the next 30 minutes Michelle bossed and ordered me around as I cleaned up the dishes and kitchen. I was nearing a breakdown with all the things that were going on including the thought of wearing nail polish and prefume tomorrow. We finished up in the kitchen and I soon found myself in my new room with Michelle untying my corset. "Now get in there and shower while I get out of this uniform. I want to be comfortable when I do your nails sweetie." I picked up my pants and shirt and took them into the shower area. I didn't trust any of them and I couldn't afford to have them disappear. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed that my facial hair had not grown out enough to shave. In fact the stuble was barely noticeable. I could see the outline of the corset on my body and if you looked close enough you could see a small hourglass shape developing. I jumped in the shower and quickly washed up with a bar of feminine Pink soap and washed my hair with some shampooWhen I was done I smelled like one of the girls! I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out to the bed. "Well don't you smell nice Frances!" "Please Estelle, call me Frankie I'm not a girl!" "Keep you trap shut or I'll put you over my knee. You know, the sooner you start listening to us, the easier it will be for you down here." The girls were dressed in feminine Black lingerie complete with Black stockings attached to their garter belts. I also noticed the shiny flashing security device wrapped around each of their necks. Michelle began to shake the Red Nail polish bottle and invited me to sit at the table across from her. I sat down and begged her not to paint my nails. "Please Michelle, don't humiliate me like this!" Her wicked smile gave me no sense of confidence as she grabbed my hand and started filing down my nails. "What would you give for me not to paint your nails dear?" "I have hundreds of thousands of dollars and I'll give all three of you some if you stop making me wear feminine things." "Do you have the cash on you?" "No, I don't have any, but I can have Hanna bring some with her next week." "I'm sure you have the cash to spare, but it does the three of us no good becuase we will never be able to spend it. You see, we can never leave the castle unless we go with Miss Palermo on a trip. So you see money means nothing to us down here. Give me your other hand sweetie." "Well, how about I try and get you girls released from here when I get home. I know a lot of judges who might be able to get you out of here." "Yea like thats gonna happpen. No, I think your as stuck here as we are until Hanna come and rescues you. Now put your palms down dear and hold them still while I give you your first coat." Estelle and Claire each grabbed my arms and held them on the table. "Before I could make some other offer Michelle swiped my pinky with the polish! "No, please! I don't want to look like a sissy!" "Hold still Frances." Michelle continued coating my fingernails as the tears filled up into my eyes. "Oooooh, her hands are looking so pretty now!" Michelle quickly finished with my fingernails and then pulled my feet up to her lap. "Now lets get a second coat on those sexy toes of yours." Estelle and Claire held me in place as I nervously twitched. "Don't be scared dear, you won't look too out of place tomorrow. The girls all laughed at my humiliation. "Ok Frances on your feet, it's time for your corset." "May I Michelle?" "Sure Estelle, you may have the honors." Estelle quickly secured the corset around my waist and pulled the laces through the eyelets as tight as she could! "Her figure is looking very nice don't you think girls?" "Oh yes, just think how feminine she'll look in a month or two!" The girls all giggled and ran their hands up and down my corseted waist as Estelle tied the laces into a bow! "I bet she would look cute in a pair of stockings, those garters look so out of place just dangling there." "No, no, no, Frances is not ready for for stockings yet. Besides, I don't want to ruin her nail polish. "I will never wear stockings, you can't make me!" "You see Frances, that's where you're wrong dear. Us girls out number you and you have absolutely no way to leave this castle. You better think long and hard before you try anything, and be prepared to suffer a harsh punishment if you fail in trying. Having the once great Frankie Fabulous trapped down here with us is a dream come true and we shall enjoy it to the fullest! Too bad your little cock can't get hard anymore I sure would like to have a man make love to me again instead of these girls! "You're sick Michelle!" "You'll find out what it's like to be trapped down here like us girls for a while. "Hell, you cry like a little girl every day now. I can't wait to see you in a month or two." The girls all sneared at me as what Michelle was saying sunk in. Michelle took my pill bottle and rolled out 2 Pink pills. "Here, take your pills and get your ass to bed. We're gonna work you pretty good tomorrow Frances so get your rest!" I swallowed the pills and stared at my reflection in the mirror. The girls walked out and bolted the door shut from the outside locking me into my room for the night. I desperately searched for nail polish remover but cound find nothing. I laid back into bed and covered myself with the purple satin sheets with my hope on escaping all but lost. The next morning I woke to the sound of Michelle unlocking my door. "Get up Frances, you're setting up our breakfast table while us girls get finished getting dressed up and all pretty for Miss Palermo. Michelle walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of Black satin panties. "Here, you can wear these today." I disgustedly pulled the panties up over my shriveling manhood with my newly nail polished fingernailed fingers. "Very nice dear now close your eyes." "What are you gonna do?" "Stop fucking around Frances, now close em!" I heard her begin to shake up an aerosol can and then began to spray me with the feminine smelling spray! She covered every inch of my body and then dabbed some perfume on my neck in two spots! "There you go Frances darling, now you'll smell just like us girls. She sprayed her arms and her nylon covered legs before placing the can back on my dresser. "Get your ass dressed and meet me in the kitchen in five minutes!" She quickly clapped her hands together three times then threw me my shirt and jeans. Once inside the kitchen, Michelle showed me where all the cereals, bowls, and spoons were. "You can set the table, put out some juice and make a pot of coffee, I have to finish dressing." I was so nervous at the look of my red nails and what Miss Palermo was gonna say." I had the table completely set up for the 4 of us when Estelle's heels clicked into the kitchen. "Good morning Frances, don't you smell pretty this morning, I can't wait to see the expression on Miss Plaermo's face when she sees and smells you!" "Please Estelle, I'm not ready for this!" "Stop crying you big sis! Who knows, maybe Miss Palermo will keep you on permanently and not let you go home." She gave my ass a love tap and took a seat at the table. Michelle joined me in the kitchen all decked out in her drab Black uniform and heels. Her long legs were encased in a pair of shiny opaque tights and a frilly white apron. The girls makeup and nails were exquisite and glamourous! "Come on Frances you'll need a good breakfast with all the work we have for you today." I took my place at the table and the girls continued to make a fuss over me. "You know Frances, you should be wearing one of our cute uniforms and a pair of heels. "Shut up Estelle, you'll never see me in a servants uniform, and guys don't wear high heels!" "Yea, but this guy we have down here is special and sweet. He likes to wear panties and nail polish, plus he likes to smell like a girl, not to mention he wears a corset 24/7!" The girls all giggled at me as they crunched down their cereal and I could not argue any of the facts. "Come on girls hurry up, I'm dying to see Miss Palermo's face when she sees Frances here!" The girls finished eating and actually helped me clean up the dishes and table. Michelle grabbed my arm and marched me up the stairs to the second floor. My heart was beating a mile a minute when we walked through the door. I could se Miss Palermo in the distance sitting at the table reading the newspaper as she waited for her breakfast to be served. "This is gonna be great!" The girls were giggling and laughing as I was about to be humiliated in front of one of the most powerful women in France! Miss Palermo's voice echoed down to us. "What the hell is so funny girls, get me my breakfast!" "Yes, Miss Palermo!" The four of us walked into the main kitchen and prepared her brekfast. Michelle held the tray in front of me and grinned! "You're on sweetie, and don't spill anything!" "Please don't make me serve her, I can't do this girls!" "You get your ass out there right now or I'll expose your corset and panties in front of her! Do I make myself clear?" Estelle and Claire pushed my arms to the tray. I grabbed the tray with trembling hands and tear filled eyes. "Very good dear, now try and be graceful! Michelle cracked my ass firmly and all three girls followed me in single file to the table. There was no turning back now, Miss Palermo had just put down her paper and was laying her napkin across her lap. "Well, good morning Frankie, how did you like your first night down with the girls?" I got to the table and began to place her plate in front of her. She quickly grabbed my hand and stood up. "What the hell is this Frankie!" Her eyes met mine as she waited for my reply. "Uh, well, I,I." "Miss Palermo, if I may?" "Yes Michelle, what is it?" "I felt the nail polish would be a suitable punishment for Frances here after he ruined your dress yesterday." 'What, was that you called him?" "Frances mam, he needed a girls name and we decided on Frances." I stood there speachless as Miss Palermo sat back down and tried to regain her composure. "I can't believe you painted his nails as a punishment, I would've never thought of that!" "I also did his toenails so they would match." "Please show me your toenails Frances." I sat the tray down on the table and untied my shoes. Miss Palermo pulled my socks off exposing my red toenails. "I'm impressed Frances, I had no idea you had such a strong feminine side to you. Did he put up any resistance?" "No not much at all." The girls began to giggle and laugh as Miss Palermo stood up and walked around me several times. "Yes, I can even see some kind of feminine figure in you right here." "No Miss Palermo, don't touch me!" Her hands firmly wrapped around my corseted waist! "Yes my dear, all those years of training have given you a fantastic body!" Miss Palermo sat back down and crossed her suntan nylon covered legs as she looked me over. "So Michelle, how long must she wear the nail polish?" "I was thinking all week Miss Palermo, if that's ok with you?" "Why don't we make it two weeks, this way he can enjoy it a little longer before Hanna comes to his rescue." "Please Miss Palermo, let me take this nail polish off! I can't have anyone see my like this, my career will be over if this gets out, Please!" "You better be a good servant trainee over the next two weeks Frances or I will expose your feminine side to your fans, do you understand me!" "This isn't fair!" "Get use to it my dear, life can be very cruel at times. You girls are excused, and please keep Frances out of site from all my guests!" Miss Palermo went back to eat her breakfast and Estelle pulled me a long like a whipped puppy." "Lets go Frances, we've got a lot of toilets for you to scrub!" The whole day and week was spent cleaning and dusting several of the castles 50 rooms. The girls worked me to death and never let me have a break. Every time I was caught taking a break, my pants were pulled down and my pantied bottom got 5 good smacks. The nights were filled with more work, cooking meals and cleaning up the kitchen and dining table. Many nights I spent soaking my tired muscles in a long hot floral scented bath. I was an emotional wreck. I cried every day, sometimes for no reason at all! Each day my nail polish was removed and I was taught to paint my own nails with severe punishments for sloppy applications! I coudn't wait for the end of the following week for Hanna's arrival and my long awaited trip back home! The pain in my side was improving thanks to the corset and I was hoping to stop wearing it for the plane ride home. The morning before Hanna was to arrive I noticed that my hair had really grown out. In fact, is was down to my shoulders. My facial hair was almost non existent and I hadn't shaved in a week. My nipples were very tender with my chest looking more like two budding breasts rather than my sculpted muscles I was use to seeing. But the real problem was my jeans. Every day they kept getting tougher and tougher to pull over my hips. Michelle had seen me struggle to pull my pants up for the last couple days and she always had a big smile on her face. But today I couldn't get them past my hips. Michelle came into my room when she noticed breakfast wasn't on the table. "Frances what the hell is going on in here we have to be upstairs in 20 minutes, come on lets go!" She saw the tears running down my cheeks and the look of despair on my depressed face as my pants were only pulled up to my knees. "I can't Michelle, I can't get my jeans on, they're too tight!" "Let me see." I stood up and she pulled at my jeans to try and get them up but it was no use. "Well, you haven't been out cycling every day for the last month so you're gaining weight." "But I don't understand this, I'm not getting fat, my hips are just getting bigger!" She looked me over and went to my dresser. "I think I have the solution for you Frances" From the dresser she handed me a small envelope like package. "What's this?" "It's a pair of support tights. Women have been wearing them for the last 30 years to help shrink their hips and give them a more feminine figure. She opened the package and handed me the tights. "I can't wear these, this is just way over the top! People will think I'm gay or something." "Look Frances you have two options here. One is, you slide on your tights like a good girl so your jeans will fit, or I can get you one of our cute servant uniforms to wear for the rest of the week." "What's going on Michelle, how come breakfast isn't ready!" "Take it easy Estelle, Frances is deciding on wearing a pair of tights or a cute uniform for the rest of the week." Estelle came over and sat right aside of me on the bed. "Ohhh, this I got to see. Come on dear slide those tights on for us." After thinking about my options for a couple of minutes I reluctantly began to bunch up the tights with my feminized fingers. "Now be careful sweetie, I don't want to see you put a run in them!" I placed my feet into the stiff nylon material and sadly pulled the tights up to my knees. "Now stand up dear and pull very firmly." I pulled the tights up past my widening hips with one leg and then the other. Estelle helped adjust the satiny control top panty perfectly to my waist. My hips look like they shrunk a full 2 inches! "There you go Frances, your first pair of tights." I stared at my Jet Black nylon covered legs with my pretty red toenails shining through the balck nylon material. "I can't believe I'm wearing tights, what the hell is wrong with me!" The girls inspected my crotch and slid their hands over it. "Wow, look how her little cock just disapeared inside that control top panty." I looked down to see no bump in my crotch at all. I now looked just like so many other girls I banged over the years. I sprayed myself with the feminine body spray and Estelle dabbed the perfume on my neck. Michelle threw me my jeans and I slid them easily up and over my nylon covered hips up to my waist. I buttoned them shut around my corseted waistline and Estelle tied on my apron. "Looks like you lucked out Frances, I know you were just dying to try on one of our uniforms today! "Now get you're ass out there and get us our breakfast!" Everyone could here the sound of my tights rubbing underneath my jeans with every step I took. My fear level had risen one more notch as I took one more step into femininty! My whole morning was spent in the washroom doing the usual washing and ironing. All I had to do was make it through to tomorrow afternoon when Hanna arrived and I would be on my way home! All day my nylon covered legs rubbed against my jeans reminding me that I was very close to the feminine tipping point. After lunch I helped the girls with several other duties around the castle including cleaning some very expensive pieces of art and sculptures. Michelle seen me pull back the hair from my eyes several times, it really was getting annoying. "Frances we must do something with that hair of yours." "All it needs is a trim, don't worry about it. When Hanna picks me up tomorrow I'll get it trimmed at the airport." "Well for the rest of the day I have a solution for you." From a pocket in her uniform she produced a small 1inch Bright Red ribbon. "What are you doing?" "Be Quiet sweetie, I'm just trying to help you." Michelle pulled my hair behind my neck and began to tie the Red ribbon around my hair and into a little bow. "There you go Frances, you look so cute with your little ponytail. Now you can be more graceful." By the end of the day I was extermely tired and looking forward to a long hot bath and a chance to relax. On our way back to our rooms Miss Palermo caught up with us. "Well Frances, I love your pretty ponytail and ribbon." Miss Palermo ran her fingers through my hair and playfully tugged on my ponytail. "I may have the girls here give you a more feminine hair style to compliment your nails. I think a nice perm job will be in order." Everyone giggled and snickered as I looked at her in disbelief. "That's quite allright Miss Palermo, but I'm leaving tomorrow. Can I take off this nail polish now? Please!" Miss Palermo then waved an american newspaper in front of me. "What's that for?" She opened up the paper to the sports section and handed it to me. There was Hanna's picture with a bold heading titled 'Trainer Busted For Illeagal Performance Enhancing Drugs.' "Oh no, this is terrible!" "Let me see Frances!" The girls huddled around me to read the article. The article reported that she was arrested and jailed before posting bail and was then placed under house arrest until her preliminary hearing next month! I looked up at Misss Palermo with a devestated look on my face. "Don't look so sad Frances, this just means you get to spend some more time with me and the girls!" Miss Palermo took the paper from my hands and gave me a hug. The thought of not going home was a crushing blow to my crumbling mental state. My eyes quickly filled up with tears and ran down my cheeks. "I want to go home, I cried out!" "There, there, Frances, we'll take good care of you until Hanna can come and pick you up. We just got you a refill on your pills and you only have 3 more weeks of injections to finish up with, so try and think positive. You girls get her something to eat and try and calm her down. Perhaps we'll work on her hair another day when she's in better spirits. The girls escorted me down to my room where I fell face flat on my bed and sobbed for over an hour. All my hopes of going home were completely gone and I had no idea when I would have a chance to leave the castle. I was out of clothes to wear and my spirits were as depressed as I was. I took off my jeans and shirt and stared at myself in the mirror. My bustline was begining to buldge out over the top of my corset and my hips were getting wider and wider. My waistline continued to be permanently shaped into an hourglass figure giving me a more feminine appearance. I placed my face into my hands and cried once more at what had become of my once great masculine body. I heard my door open and in walked Michelle. "What's with all this crying for Frances, you missed dinner tonight sweetie." Michelle grabbed my hand and sat me on the bed. "I know its been tough for you dear but I think you look better now with all you feminine accents we've given you. Why don't you get your bath and then we'll have a little fun hmmm? I pulled off my tights and panties and she untied my corset. I took my daily Pink pills and Michelle gave my ass cheeks each one shot of medicine. "Go soak for a while sweetie and then I'll give you your surprise." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and patted my ass. I drew my floral scented bath and laid in the tub for over an hour. After the suds had faded away I could see the outline of my feminine shape in the water with my red toenails sticking out perfectly. I toweled myself off and went back to my bed. I was still quite depressed when Michelle walked back in. "How are we doing sweetie?" 'I'm just so sad right now I wanted to see Hanna and go home tomorrow." "I promised you a little fun tonight sweetie so lets get you dressed first ok." She tied me into my corset and then handed me a pair of ultra feminine Red panties to wear. "Now that you're dressed properly we can get started." From the top of her gartered stocking she produced a very small box and opened it. Inside were about 50 very small purple pills. She broke one pill in half and then in half again. "Open up sweetie." She pushed the pill down my throat and handed me a small glass of water to wash it down. "Now we'll wait for that to kick in. But while we're waiting I thought it would be nice for you to get on your knees and have your dinner for tonight!" Michelle stood up, spread her legs, then lowered her panties down to her stocking tops. "Come on sweetie lets get that tounge working." The sight of her mound was quite inviting! I dropped down to my knees and grabbed her nylon covered legs. Her body intensely twitched with the first lick of my tounge. "Ohhh yes, Frances stick it all the way in!" I slid my tounge in and out of her love canal several times as her long fingernails dug deeply into my shoulders. I could feel her body twitch with excitement with every long seductive lick. After several minutes her breathing picked up and before long she was panting. "God your so good at this my dear!" She pulled me up from the floor and rolled me onto the bed. I laid beneath her and she straddled her crotch over my pantied cock and began to ride me holding my arms down. "Then for the first time in almost five months I felt my cock begin to stiffen up. "Ohhh Michelle, I, I, think I'm getting hard!" "Of course you are sweetie I can't wait to see how stiff I can get you! Her hips contiued to grind away at my growing pantied hard on. This was so wrong but felt so right. I tried to pull my arms away but she was just too strong and I was just too weak! My hard on buldged inside my panties and precum began to soil them. "Looks like you're ready to cum sweetie!" Her hips rocked my stiff nylon covered cock with a fast seductive motion and I moaned out with pleasure with every move of her hips! I could feel myself about to explode and cried out. "Michelle,I can't hold it anymore!" "Come on sissy Frances shoot your load for me, my pet!" My body began to quiver and my cock fired a shot and then another but barely any cum shot out! All I could manage was a couple little squirts of milky cream. Michelle fell off of me and onto the bed panting heavily! I laid there in total shock at what she just did to me! As quick as it started it was over. My cock shriveled back up in my cum stained panties and I regained my composure. Michelle got off the bed, and adjusted her stockings with her garters. She pulled off my panties and wiped what little cum I had off of my cock with them. She pulled another pair of fresh panties and Black tights from my dresser and handed them to me. "Here, you can wear these to bed tonight, I'll pitch these cum filled ones in the garbage rather than try and clean them. I put on the panties and tights without protest and Michelle gave me another kiss on the cheek. "You see Frances, us girls can do some nice things for you if you play by our rules. Perhaps one of these days I will give you a whole pill and let you ride me for an hour or two." Her hand gently squeezed my pantied cock and I moaned out with pleasure! "Good night sweetie." The door was closed and bolted shut. I laid on the bed for several minutes quivering and twitching. After a half hour or so I sat down and removed my nail polish and reapplied a coat of Red nail polish to my nails. I looked at my jeans and shirt with dissapointment because of how they looked and smelled. I'm surprised Miss Palermo had not complained about them yet. When my polish was dried I slipped my nylon covered legs between the purple satin sheets of my bed and fell fast asleep. I woke up several times throughout the night with thoughts of Hanna's arrest and Michelle's manufactured hard on running through my mind. The morning began like all others. I dressed myself and sprayed myself with my feminine spray and perfume. Michelle and the girls ate their breakfast and I stayed behind to clean up before heading to the washroom. I reread the article in the newspaper about Hanna's arrest and all the acusations that were surrounding me and where I was hiding out at. How was I ever going to go back to racing again! I carried 3 baskets of laundry into the washroom along with several of Miss Palermo's dresses and the girls uniforms. By 10:00 I had managed to hand wash all the delicates and was hanging the dresses on the line to dry. Since I was so far ahead of schedule I decided to wash my jeans and shirt to freshen them up. They were full of perspiration, feminine body spray and plenty of dried on cleaning liquids that we used to clean the castle. I shut the door as tight as I could and quickly threw my jeans and shirt in the washer with a good amount of detergent. After A good 40 minute double wash and rinse I threw them in the dryer and sat down for a couple minutes before returning to finish the ironing. I picked up one of the magazines sitting on the table and began to page through it. I marveled at all the beautiful French fashion models in the glossy color pictures for several minutes and quickly got lost in the pages of the magazine. The washer and dryer were humming along and I was just about to turn the last few pages when I heard someone clear their throat! I slowly looked up to see Miss Palermo staring at me with her arms across her chest. "Well Frances, what's going on down here?" I was frozen and terrified as she looked me over sitting there in my tights and corset. "Mmm, Mmm, Miss Palermo! What are you doing down here?" "I came down here to complain to who ever washed these panties of mine!" She slowly walked over to me, took the magazine and placed a pair of Red cum stained panties in my hands! She firmly grabbed a hold of my ponytail and lashed out at me! "How dare you jerk off in a pair of womens panties in this castle, and then you had the nerve to use my panties! No wonder I couldn't get you to make love to me when you first got here." "No, Miss Palermo, you have it all wrong it's not like this at all!" "So, it looks like you like to wear nail polish along with feminine underwear as well hmmmm?" She pulled at my ponytail several times as her temper got the best of her! "I can explain all this Miss Palermo!" "Sure you can sweetie, it's very easy, you were jerking off while wearing my panties yesterday and you were very careless in placing them in the trash can where I stumbled upon them this morning!" She towered over me as I squirmed in the chair trying to come up with an answer. "Now I come down here and find you wearing a corset & tights while paging through my copy of Vogue when you're supposed to be working!" She circled my chair like a shark in the ocean before moving in for the kill. "Well Frances, I'm sorry to say this, but you must be severly punished for jerking off in my panties." "'I'm sorry Miss Palermo, I didn't know they were your panties, I mean, it didn't happen like that, I swear!" I sat there holding her panties as she gave my pony tail a couple of more sharp pulls bringing tears to my eyes. She pulled me from the chair by my ponytail and took her panties from my hands. "Open up sweetie!" She stuffed the cum soaked panties into my mouth and then wrapped a stocking tightly around my mouth and head several times before tying it in a knot. Her Panties were now lodged in my mouth and I could not spit them out! She pulled me back over to the chair and sat down. With one swift motion I found myself across her lap with my hands touching the floor! "Now lets see how long it takes to make you cry sweetie!" Her hand began smacking my pantied bottom and it wasn't long before the tears were falling from my eyes! "What's the matter Frances, haven't you ever had a spanking before?" I tried to speak out but the panties and gag were imposible to talk through. "So how are those panties tasting my dear?" She angrily spanked away as I sucked on her panties filled with my own cum! I tried to spit out my cum stained saliva but the gag kept everything in my mouth and I eventually swallowed every cum filled drop! "Such a sissy you are letting a grown woman spank you, I wonder what the tabloids would pay for this scene!" She pushed me to the floor before standing up and fixing her dress. I quickly jumped up and began rubbing my sore pantied ass! "Now Frances, where are your pants and shirt!" I pointed in the direction of the dryer. She walked over to the dryer and pulled out my jeans and shirt and threw them on the ironing board. With one quick flip of the hot iron she sat it on top of my shirt buring a hole clear through it! I tried to mumble through the gag for her to stop but it was too late! She lifted up the iron, ripped the shirt apart and threw it to me. As I held the remains of my shirt I noticed she was repeating the same fate for my last pair of jeans! Tears ran down my cheeks as the smell of burnt fabric filled the washroom. She flipped the iron back up and threw me the burnt pair of jeans. "There you go Frances, now you can show off those pretty legs of yours in one of my servant uniforms! My jeans and shirt were destroyed and beyond any kind of repair thanks to Miss Palermo. I stood there in my tights, panties and corset with no more male clothes to wear! Miss Palermo pulled one of the Black servants uniforms from a padded hanger and unzipped the back of it. "Ok Frances, get you ass over here!" I walked over to her and she removed the gag and panties from my mouth! "Please Miss Palermo don't make me wear a dress!" I dropped to my knees sobbing hystercally begging her for forgiveness. "On your feet you missy, there's no more pants to wear in the castle so you better get use to wearing a dress. She pulled me up by my ponytail and pulled the dress over my head. "Put your arms in the sleeves and I'll zip you up!" I hesitated for a couple seconds wich pissed her off even more. My ass got 5 more sound smacks before I unwillingly pushed my arms through the sleeves. "That's a good girl!" She pulled the zipper up past my corseted waist to my neck for a perfect fit! "Just look how feminine and pretty you look now my dear with your dress!" My frilly white apron was tied tightly around my waist enhancing my feminine figure even more. She took my shoes and socks from the floor and handed me a pair of 1 inch open toed heels to wear. I was almost on the verge of a breakdown as I stepped into the shiny balck servant shoes. "Very nice Frances now walk around for me sweetie!" I walked around in the low heeled shoes several times for her. My trembling body shook with fear now that I was wearing the servants uniform! Miss Palermo nodded with approval and then clicked a tiny lock to the zipper of my dress. "You will wear a dress as punishment for jerking off in my panties until further notice my dear. Do you understand me!" I nodded to her and hung my head low defeated and embarrassed! I will instruct Michelle to lock you into your dress on a daily basis and only let you out of it after your daily duties have been completed. She handed me the remains of my clothes and walked me over to the stained glass window. She opened the window and then looked at me. "Ok my dear you can throw them out! With tears running down my cheeks I nudged up to the edge and threw my clothes out of the opening. A couple of seconds later I heard them splash in the 10 foot wide moat at the base of the castle! "Very good Frances!" She threw out my socks and shoes before closing the window. Her hand picked up the skirt of my dress and smacked my pantied bottom several times with her other hand! "Don't ever let me catch you wearing my clothes again! Now get back to work. I will inform the other girls of your new wardrobe starting right now!" Her high heels clicked out of the wash room along with my last ounce of hope. I now had no choice but to dress like one of the servant girls! I cried the rest of the morning as I finished up my washroom duties. I returned to the servant's quarters to prepare lunch. It was so different wearing a dress and having my legs exposed to everyone. Even the shoes fit me perfectly. I could see my painted toenails peeking out of the little front opening of shoes. When the girls showed up for lunch and saw me in my dress they busted out in laughter. "Just look at Frances in her dress!" "Shut up Michelle, this is all your fault! Miss Palermo found those cum stained panties and forced me into this dress after she ruined my jeans and shirt!" "Don't blame me sweetie, I can't help it if she found them. I wish I would've been down there when she put you in that dress." "I'll never trust any of you again!" "Oh yes you will dear, your ass is here for a long time, now that your trainer got busted. We may never see her again." That statement set me back a little as I watched Michelle twirl a key attached to a chain around her finger. "You're all but finished trying to look like man around here so you better get use to looking and feeling all feminine! Now where's our lunch at missy! I quickly went back to the kitchen and the girls took there place at the table. All through lunch they teased me about my dress and how I was going to fit in as the new female servant to Miss Palermo. The days turned into weeks and my mind set began to change. I accepted wearing a dress and tights everyday as well as dressing and looking like a girl. Then one day it hit me as I looked at myself in the full length mirror before getting dressed. "My muscles were all gone and were replaced with buttery soft feminine skin. The hair on my legs and body was now very fine and silky and I hadn't shaved my face in weeks. My waistline was femininely shaped with my hips and chest resembling those of a young woman. My hair had grown down below my shoulders and my cock had shriveled up like a dried out prune. My fingernails were at least a half inch long and femininely shaped and polished every day. I looked like a woman even without my clothes on! I ran down the hall to Michelle's room in a panic! "Michelle, I don't know what's going on here, I look like a woman just look at me!" "Calm down Frances, take it easy sweetie." "I can't, I can't! Just look at my waist and hips! My chest muscles are gone, and I have these two small bumps that look like breasts! The other girls heard the commotion and joined us. "What's all the drama for girls?" "Oh, Frances thinks she's turning into a woman!" Estelle and Claire began to giggle and laugh. "Well she does look a lot different than she did a couple of months ago, but I don't think it's anything serious." "Not serious! Just look at me Estelle!" She reached over and pinched both of my tender nipples firmly! "Ouch! stop it you whore!" "You know, maybe she's right. Her skin is so soft and she's getting some nice curves from wearing that corset. It does look like she's got some breast action going on here as well. I know how to cover this problem up sweetie." From Michelle's top drawer she threw a Black satin bra onto my lap. "Put that on and you can cover up your little problems. Michelle wrapped the bra around my chest placing my little bumps in the oversized cups and adjusted the straps for a snug fit. "Get a couple pairs of nylons girls, she isn't filling out these cups properly." Estelle and Claire both stuffed a pair of nylons in my cups and looked me over. "That's much better Frances, now you have some cleavage to enhance that figure of yours. Tears ran down my cheeks and my body shook with fear. "I think there's something in those pills I take every day." "What do you mean Frances? There just what Hanna prescribed for you months ago dear this must be some weird side effect of the medication." "Yes, but I'm turning into a woman from it! I'm even thinking like a woman now on a daily basis!" "Just hang in there for a little longer. I think you'll do more harm if you stop taking the medicine. "Lets see if things improve for you over the next month before we tell Miss Palermo, ok?" Michelle wiped away my tears and I gave in to their suggestion "Ok, I'll wait a little longer, I just can't bleieve how feminine I look." "Go on dear and get dressed. After our work is done today Miss Palermo has given us the weekend off and we're gonna have a lot of fun!" The girls each gave me a hug and I went back to my room to dress. After zipping me into my servant uniform Michelle snapped on the tiny lock to the zipper and we headed upstairs to complete our duties. The day of duties was uneventful and at the end of the day Miss Palermo lined us up for inspection before she left for a weekend trip. "You girls did a fantastic job these past few weeks, the castle has never looked better." "Thank you Miss Palermo, thank you!" "I'm especially impressed on how you girls are bringing Frances along in her training and improving her feminine appearance. I want you girls to treat Frances to something special while Claire and I are gone for a few days. Perhaps help take her to a higher level of femininity. The castle is yours til I return on Sunday. I have set the drawbridge to lock until Sunday so no one will be allowed in or out! I have also set the electric wire to shock any of you if you try leave that includes you to Frances! Now, if you girls will carry my bags to the car I'll be on my way." We each carried one of her bags and placed it in the trunk. Claire jumped into the front seat and slowly drove across the wooden bridge. 20 minutes later the bridge was automatically drawn back up and locked into an upright position. Michelle let out a feminine cry that echoed through the castle. "It's party time girls!" Estelle firmly grabbed my arms! "Lets go Frances, its time to let loosen up for a change!" "March her back to her room and I'll grab some wine from the cellar." "You got it Michelle honey, see you in a couple of minutes! Lets go sweetie I can't wait to play with you this weekend!" Estelle put both her hands up under the skirt my uniform and guided me back to my room. I could only imagine what they have planned for me! To Be continued Email me at [email protected]