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Chapter 3
The newly Christened Pansy lifted himself from the fateful sitting room
armchair, from where all of his troubles had begun, and teetered out to
the kitchen, heels click-clicking, lashes fluttering, nails flashing and
petticoats swishing. The other occupants of the room watched him leave,
grinning broadly.
Ten minutes later Pansy returned tottering on his stiletto heels, with a
tray loaded with three bottles of wine and five glasses. Debbie looked at
him reproachfully and said "Why have you brought five glasses, Pansy?" To
which Pansy stammered. "But I thought we were all going to have a drink,
Mistress Debbie."
Debbie then bellowed, "We, are having a drink but maids do not drink with
their superiors, so pour the wine for us and take the tray around
curtseying to your betters. Wine is for Masters and Mistresses and not for
perverted little slutty maids like you. Drink Water if you are thirsty and
be thankful that I don't beat you as punishment for your insubordination."
Pansy uncorked the wine with a screw type corkscrew, easy to use for
someone with nails as long as his, and poured four glasses of wine. He
took the tray around and gave a little bob to each person in the room,
lowering his lashes submissively, as they took their wine. They were all
standing around talking and ignored him as he brought the wine around,
obviously slipping with ease, into their new roles as Masters and
Mistresses.
"Now, Pansy!" Shouted Debbie, "Stand over there in the corner and
replenish our glasses as soon as they need it. And keep them topped up, if
I see any of our company with an empty glass you will be severely
punished, do you understand me!?"
"Yes, Mistress Debbie, I understand," replied Pansy curtseying as she
spoke.
Pansy had to return to the kitchen three times for more wine, and two
hours later, ten bottles of wine had been consumed. He could see from his
place in the corner of the sitting room that the party was starting to get
out of hand and between the laughter he could hear slurred voices. His
high heels were beginning to hurt his feet now as he had been standing for
three hours in them, and he would give anything to sit down, but he knew
that if he asked he would probably find himself standing there until
morning.
He had fixed his makeup more times than was probably necessary, out of
boredom, and had to re-glue one of his top lashes as it was starting to
come away. This was a difficult task with his extremely long nails and
only the hand mirror from his powder compact to see with, but he managed
it and refreshed his powder and lipstick again. He knew he had got himself
into a spot but he really felt, in a masochistic kind of way, quite good
about it. He was a submissive individual whether in male or female mode
and he was getting a kick out of being ordered around and even being
treated as a maid was to his liking. Humiliation by his sisters and
strangers was tolerable as it made him feel curiously enough, more
feminine. He had never been able to extend the cross-dressing experience
to interaction with other individuals, and he was going to get what he
could from it. This reaction was, of course, the opposite of that which
his sisters and their boyfriends would expect, but what they didn't see
was that all of the time they humiliated him he was able to continue
wearing his makeup and feminine clothes.
Suddenly, he was awakened from his daydreaming as he realised that all
eyes were upon him. The party had turned to face him and they looked as if
they had been hatching a plot.
Debbie shouted out, "Get over here, Pansy! And stand in front of me. Keep
your eyes cast down to the floor in respectful fashion when you come to
me, your Mistress, and your hands clasped in front of you!"
Pansy teetered over to his Mistress and did as he had been instructed,
although he would have preferred to have been able to mince with his hands
free, arms bent at the elbows, hands swishing and nails flashing.
"Now listen to me Pansy, Gerry here has been saying that if you want to be
a real girl then you should do things that real girls do, so we want you
to be a proper Pansy and prove to us that you can be girly. What you are
to do is to get down on your knees and crawl over to Gerry there in the
armchair."
Pansy knelt down and with his petticoats dragging across the carpet
crawled over to Gerry. Gerry looked at Pansy and said "Have you figured
out what I want you to do, Pansy?"
"Would Master Gerry like sissy Pansy to suck his cock," replied Pansy and,
without waiting for a reply, began stroking Gerry's inner thigh with his
deliciously long fingernails. Pansy coyly looked up at Gerry whilst
fluttering and flashing his immensely long false eyelashes. His hands
moved up Gerry's legs and he saw a stirring in Gerry's trousers. He
stroked the tip of Gerry's shaft through his trousers with his right hand
and slid his left hand under Gerry's legs and stroked his balls with his
three inch long talons. Gerry's eyes by this time had glazed over and
Pansy knew he had him in his control. Whilst still stroking his balls with
his left hand he moved his head up so that his glossy blue lips were
nearly touching the tip of Gerry's cock through his trousers, and slid his
right hand softly along the length of his shaft and up to his zipper.
Pansy slowly slid Gerry's zipper down, while at the same time dragging his
nails over the top of his shaft, which was rock hard by this time.
Looking up at him with his heavily made-up eyes wide open, Pansy said,
"Master Gerry, would you please take your trousers down so that Pansy can
fully pleasure you."
Gerry didn't need asking twice and had soon whipped them off and thrown
them across the room. Pansy lifted the now exposed cock with the back of
the talons on his left hand whilst placing the back of the talons on his
right hand on the top of Gerry's cock. He then placed his beautiful blue
glossy painted lips around the head of Gerry's penis, whilst masturbating
him with the glossy shiny painted surface of his beautiful long nails. He
then moved his hands so that the points of his nails were stroking Gerry's
belly, and at the same time slid his lips down over Gerry's shaft and took
the full length of his cock in his mouth. The tips of his lashes were
beating on Gerry's belly, his talons were stroking Gerry's belly, his huge
cold chandelier earrings were rested on Gerry's belly and he had the full
length of his member in his mouth. He slid his lips back up Gerry's shaft
to the tip holding the head in his mouth and stroking it with his tongue.
Pansy looked up at Gerry again, then looked down at his shaft with his
nails wrapped around it. Gerry could hold back no longer and erupted into
Pansy's mouth with a massive gush of white creamy cum. Pansy continued to
wank him with the nails of his right hand and at the same time squeezing
and caressing his balls with the nails on his left. Whilst holding the
head of Gerry's cock between his lips, he let the cum ooze out of the
corners of his mouth and run down his chin dripping onto his pretty check
dress and his large D cup breasts.
Pansy released Gerry's cock from his lips when he was sure that he was
fully spent, and sat up on his knees with his head tilted backwards and
his mouth still open. He did not swallow any of the cum but kept his lips
apart, tilted his head forwards again and allowed the remainder to dribble
and ooze down his chin and onto his dress. His lower jaw was covered with
a shiny, white, glossy coating of Gerry's cum. When his mouth was empty he
batted his eyelashes submissively, formed his lips into a coy, innocent
wet pout and, looking Gerry in the eyes said. "Was Pansy girly enough for
Master Gerry?"
Gerry looked at Pansy but gave no reply, he just sat back in the armchair
not having moved since the moment when he had cum his load. Debbie was
looking at Gerry and Pansy from her armchair with an open mouthed look of
disbelief on her face. At last she said, "I don't fucking believe it. My
fucking brother gives better head to my boyfriend than I ever have. How
long did that take him? Three fucking minutes, that's how long. When I
give you head Gerry, it takes you at least twenty minutes to squirt out a
little dribble of cum. Look at the mess on Pansy's face and down her
dress, it looks like gallons of the fucking stuff."
"And Pansy! You can go and get yourself cleaned up, you dirty little
bitch, get your makeup fixed, get that fucking mess cleaned off your dress
and get some dinner on the go for us."
Pansy lifted himself to his feet and, when fully balanced on his stiletto
heels, minced out of the room and upstairs to the bathroom.
Tracy and Jim had observed all that had gone on with the same open mouthed
disbelief as Debbie, and Tracy couldn't believe how expertly Pansy had
blown Gerry. She said to Debbie. "Do you think Peter has done that sort of
thing before, I mean... well... he seemed so expert at it."
Debbie was obviously rattled at the performance of her younger brother on
her boyfriend, but said, "I don't see how he could have, I know he doesn't
have girlfriends very often but, then again, I've never known of him to
have a male friend, sort of... like that... if you know what I mean," and
looking at Gerry she said, "And as for you, Gerry, I can't believe that
happened, I didn't even think you would get hard, that's why I let it go
on, just to see the little pansy with a cock in his mouth. I did get a few
photos of him though for our collection. The thing is, he seems to be
coping with the situation very well, not at all embarrassed or upset, but
I've got an idea that might change all that."
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