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Little Leroy Brown II By Cheryl Lynn This sequel is not for the sweet/sentimental or delicate of nature. It is pure fiction describing the humiliating life and times of a forced sissy life style. Part I should be read first if this is to make any sense. Usual disclaimers apply and this story may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use must receive author's permission. The author may be contacted at [email protected]. Little Leroy Brown II Little Leroy was on his knees crying with his hands covering his face. Lying nearby was a pink gel dildo and tube of cherry flavored lubricant. His life destroyed by what two of his girlfriends saw him do only moments before. He was wearing a deep red nylon baby doll nightie with feathered trim, a lace thong and red with black lace frills wasp waist corset. Black seamed nylons covered his hairless legs. One clear plastic three inch spike heeled shoe was lying off to one side. "OMG! I knew he was a fag but this is too much," Joanne's parting words still echoed in his mind making him cry all the harder. "I'm glad Mrs. Brown told us to have our camera phones ready. Who would have believed us? Eeeewwwww, I can't believe I wanted to date that....that thing," Diane's words had stabbed him right in the heart. Leroy looked up as Madam Simms grabbed his shoulder and saw Lara putting away her video camera. Everything was a little bleary from his tears but what he had seen filled him with absolute terror. He was sure that the girls would have every horrid detail of his performance forwarded from their cell phones to everyone they knew. It would be only a matter of hours before it went viral. His life, as he knew it, was over. Even if he could escape there was no place he could go. He would be ostracized by everyone he knew at the very best and more than likely beaten to a pulp by some right wing skin heads. "Stop that sniveling and get up sissy. We still have things to do," Madam Simms' voice cut through his misery. He put his shoe back on and unsteadily got back up on his feet. His hands were shaking as he took up the required position. Arms pressed to his sides, elbow at a ninety degree angle, wrists limp he began swishing behind her as they went back up to his room. He could feel the soft tickling caress of his nightie moving across his thighs, the pull of the garters and the tightness of the corset with each mincing step. He was even aware of the weight of the makeup that covered his face. That awareness only drove the dagger deeper into what was left of his male ego. Leroy was sitting at his vanity dressed in the training corset, peach baby doll nightie, peach nylon rumba panties and nylon robe removing his makeup. Fresh tears of humiliation formed in his eyes as he looked at his reflection. His platinum pink highlighted hair done up in blue plastic rollers covered in a pink hairnet and his pink Cupid's bow lips drew his gaze. "How did all this happen? One moment I'm on top of the world and the next....." he thought but fresh tears racked his body interrupting his thoughts. "I thought I told you to stop those sissy tears. Come along, I have your evening douche ready for you," Madam Simms said. The next morning Lara let him see the video she had recorded that night. Even to his eyes, the recording made it look like he was enjoying himself immensely. He was doomed and the little bit of masculinity that remained fled to a far corner of his mind. Madam Simms put him through his paces repeating all the deportment, voice and makeup lessons. He received many stokes of her crop as she now demanded perfection. For his final hour of practice, she had him put on his ballerina styled lavender satin dress. He was use to wearing his four inch heels while wearing this dress but today she had him put on the black lace-up ballerina boots. Since he had performed so well the previous night, she had a reward for him. She left him tottering on the towering heels but quickly returned carrying a long rectangular box and a golden key on a chain. She stooped down and pulled his pantaloons down. Taking the key, she removed the CB3000. When he saw her put it on the floor, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally that damn thing is off. Maybe now I will be able to get some relief. It's been ages since I was able to do that. Oh please, I hope she let's me go to the bathroom by myself for just a while. Damn, what is she still doing down there?" he thought. Madam Simms smiled broadly knowing what her charge was probably thinking. "Well the little sissy is going to get his relief. Just not the relief he is planning on," she thought. She opened the box and removed a pink satin covered rubber condom with clear plastic tubing attached at one end and a pink ribbon tie at the other. The base of the sheath fanned out in four tiered layers of lace. The tube went from the tip of the condom to a red plastic Cupid's lip shaped mouth guard. A three inch long by one inch wide pink gel penis extended from the guard. An elastic band would secure the "pacifier" securely to his head. Giggling, she pulled the condom into place and tied the ribbon into a cute bow. Sliding the tubing and pacifier down the leg of the pantaloon after pulling them back into place, she stood. Little Leroy's eyes got as big as saucers when he saw what she held in her hand. He started to say "No" but was silenced as she quickly pushed it into his mouth and secured it with the elastic band. "I want you to suck on that until I tell you to stop. If I see a nice milky flow of sissy cream going up that tube, I may take it off. If not, I may wait until I see a nice yellow going up that tube. It's your choice but I think you will prefer swallowing your sissy cream to the alternative. Now you need to start walking. It's going to take a lot of practice to learn how to manage in ballet boots," she sneered. As Leroy minced around the room feeling like he was going to fall any second a strange thing happened. His dick and balls hadn't been freed since his senior prom. Now with each step he could feel the soft caress of the chiffon and nylon around his loins and it was a very nice feeling. Despite the horror of what would happen, his dick stiffened. The soft cloth rubbing against his hairless balls combined with the slight contractions of the condom due to his sucking would eventually make him cum. The very thought sent shivers of disgust up his spine but the alternative was even more abhorrent. After forty-five minutes precariously teetering around the room in the impossible heels, he froze, shuddered and a milky white fluid began going up the tube. Madam Simms stood off to the side, a smug smile of anticipation on her face. "I can't wait to see the expressions on his face as he realizes what he has done, when he has his first taste of sperm and after he swallows. This is always one of my most favorite times in training sissies. It's even more pleasurable when they get their first taste of urine," she thought suppressing a giggle. Leroy was bent over the commode, his hands, bracing him, on the toilet tank. What little he had in his stomach floated beneath him. He was feeling dizzy and the ballet boots were not making it easy for him to remain upright. The horrible taste in his mouth made his stomach cramp again but nothing was coming out. The dry heaves hurt more than the actual vomiting. The remembrance of swallowing his own semen and then having to drink his own pee was nauseating. "Come, come sissy, I'm sure you would like to rinse that taste from your mouth. From now on you will be allowed to use the bathroom when you get up, after lunch and dinner and just before bed. You will always have your pacifier in your mouth, so unless you enjoy drinking your own piss, I recommend you get your business done then. However, I expect to see your little sissy cream flowing up that tube at least four times a day. If I don't, then you will miss the corresponding number of bathroom breaks. Sissies like you need to learn to enjoy their little cummies and this is the best way to teach you," she stated. Ooo After two months, Little Leroy was taken back to Olga's salon. He was wearing a lavender wool suit with a white chiffon long-sleeved billowy blouse dripping with lace frills. The mid-calf length straight skirt was lined with champagne colored satin as was the matching jacket. The long- sleeved jacket had wide satin lapels and a single gold button fastening low on the waist. At the top of his head, Madam Simms had pinned a small lavender satin box hat with a frill of pink netting. White cotton gloves and a string of pearls his only adornments. Fortunately, she didn't have him wear his satin sheath and suck his pacifier for the trip. Getting out of the car, Leroy carefully tucked his large white patent leather letter purse under his right arm and minced into the salon. A dainty lavender silk scarf fluttered between his thumb and forefinger. He was surprised to see other people in the salon but managed to grasp is skirt, raise it until the lacy hem of his slip showed and bent his knees in a curtsey as Miss Olga approached. "Ahhhh, Madam Simms and Little Leroy, it is so nice to see you again," she greeted in a loud voice which made him cringe. "We're a bit early Olga. I hope you don't mind but Little Leroy was so eager to get his hair done today," Madam Simms replied. "Oh, no problem darling, I'm just about finished with Jeremy. Please have a seat, it shouldn't be too long. Would you like a cup of tea? Yes, I'll have Petunia get it for you," Olga said. As they settled into their seats, Petunia arrived with a cup of tea for Madam Simms. Petunia was a short fat girl with a gigantic bosom. The big breasts poked sharply out from her pink floral nylon uniform top straining the buttons. Her lacy black bullet bra could easily be seen through the thin material and gaps between the buttons. The uniform reached to mid- thigh revealing pudgy legs covered in black nylon fish net stockings. Her lacy black half-slip could be seen through the material. She was wearing bright pink pointed toed four inch spike heeled pumps. Her raven black hair was cut in a Prince Valiant style with a pink satin ribbon tied at the part and framed her chubby round face. Her thick lips were painted a vibrant bright red but what caught his attention was the large gold ring piercing her nasal septum. "Would you like anything else Madam," Petunia said in a rich baritone. As Petunia turned to return to the receptionist desk, showing her large round posterior, Leroy stared in disbelief. "OMG! Petunia is a guy," he thought. Shocked, Leroy began looking at the other customers either sitting at a stylist chair or under one of the dryers. Jeremy, sitting at Olga's station, was the oddest of the lot. Olga was shaving the sides of his head. What hair he had was bunched in a wild tangle of tight curls in a very brassy blonde color running down the middle of his head. His ears had been pierced at least a dozen times with the holes filled with alternating studs and hoops. From the last hole at the bottom of the lobe hung large gold hoops with peacock feathers dangling from them. His nose had been pierced and contained small golden hoops from which draped four fine golden chains which attached to hoops implanted into his ears. Leroy trembled and turned his attention to the person seated under the dryer. He couldn't see the face but the bare arms were covered in tattoos. Colorful pictures of pink Cupid's with white wings and lots of pink and red hearts pierced with arrows covered one upper arm. Fat cherubs floated on white clouds with garlands of multi-colored flower halos over their heads on the other arm. Leroy couldn't make out the other tattoos covering the lower arms but they looked like colorful flowers. The seated figure was wearing a white satin chemise top and skin tight bright green short-shorts. There was no sign of breasts tenting out the top but he did notice what looked like rings pressing into the material. There was also a large unfeminine bulge showing in the tight shorts. Again, Leroy shuddered and turned his attention else where. The last customer sitting nearest them at a makeup station was just as strange looking as the rest, maybe even more so. This customer was tall and skinny with a smooth youthful face and hands from what he could see. He was surprised to see that the person had a ball gag and seemed to be struggling. The dull salt and pepper colored hair fashioned into a large tight bun conflicted with the fair complexion. A blue and white gingham skirt could be seen below the smock and a hint of ruffled petticoat. The thin legs were covered in what was obviously opaque tan support hose. A pair of pink fuzzy house slippers covered the feet. An older well dressed woman, perhaps in her late sixties, stood beside the chair with a wicked grin on her face. As Leroy watched, a technician stepped in front and his view was blocked. As Jimmy's chair was lowered, he caught sight of leather cuffs restraining the wrists. He was broken out of his observations as Olga walked over and told him to follow her to her station. As he stood he saw Jeremy standing beside a rough looking biker who was paying Petunia. Jeremy's legs like his arms were covered in colorful tattoos. Instead of cherubs and Cupids, hummingbirds and flamingos surrounded with intertwining flowering vines predominated. Walking past the makeup station, Leroy heard the older woman say, "So Jimmy, you think old women should be put away and kept in a nursing home like you tried to do to me, did you. Well let's see how you feel after I get finished with you." As Olga worked on his hair, he could see the makeup station out of the corner of his eye. He didn't see all that much but what he did see sent cold shivers running up and down his spine. He watched in horror as a technician injected something into the skin on Jimmy's face and hands. Over the next hour he could see the facial skin sag, age spots and wrinkles forming where none had been before. The smooth even skin on the hands seemed to become papery with uneven splotches and wrinkled. "OMG! What are they doing to Jimmy? I can't believe what I'm seeing," he thought. He didn't see what happened next as Olga marched him over to one of the dryers. When he got back to Olga's station, Jimmy wasn't there. This time Olga didn't part his hair down the middle. She had teased and fluffed it up into a big bubble with the ends tucked down and under. It was still platinum but the pink highlights had been replaced with bright lavender. She had even dyed every other spit curl forming his bangs lavender. From there he was led over to the nail station where his nails were varnished in florescent lavender with small bright red lip imprint decals. As the manicurist worked, a very old woman slowly hobbled past. She was accompanied by the elderly woman he had seen earlier. Leroy let out a gasp when he realized that the old woman was Jimmy. The changes were dramatic. It was the same salt and pepper hair, the same gingham dress but the face was old and wrinkled and wearing thick turtle shell horn rimmed glasses secured by a drooping golden chain. The bodice of the dress sagged and swayed as she walked indicating pendulous breasts. "I hope you enjoy those thorazine tables I gave you dear. You had me on those round orange pills long enough. Oh yes, I was fully aware of everything going on. The twitching uncontrollable movements of my eyes, tongue, lips, face, arms and legs were all side effects. Don't worry you'll get use to the tremors and drooling in time. Remember that sweet gay orderly, Jerome? Well, he's gong to make sure you get your meds and all the TLC you can handle. Now come along, we have an appointment to see about getting you dentures then it's off to that nursing home you stuck me in. Thank goodness Matti, my LPN, discovered what you were doing. Now the two of us will be enjoying my money while you enjoy the old folk's home," she said. Leroy's hands were shaking so much; the manicurists had to stop what she was doing. "Did you hear what that woman just said?" he asked in a whisper. "Nothing surprises me around here any more but I think that kid is getting what he deserves. That poor woman went through hell for over three years. I hear she is going to keep him there for three years, like, you know, an eye for an eye thing. It's really none of our business, so I suggest you forget you ever heard that. Mistress Olga is quite strict about such things and can make life very unpleasant if we talk about our customers," she softly replied. Leroy left the salon with a bag full of hairspray and a list of how to care for his new bubble cut. What he really took away from that visit was an intense fear of what could happen. It was obvious that Madam Simms could have anything she wanted done to him taken care of in that horrid place. Ooo The evening after returning from the salon Madam Simms added a new ordeal to Leroy's routine. After he had set his hair in large blue plastic rollers and applied his nighttime mud pack, she had him sit in front of his computer. She put a leather collar with a small black box attached around his penis and ball sack. She then slipped a thick rubber tube with wires coming out of it onto his flaccid penis. His hands and ankles were secured to the chair with padded leather cuffs. "Little Leroy tonight we begin your training in earnest. You are going to watch your monitor very closely. If you react correctly, you will feel a very pleasant sensation. If not, well, let's just say you will not like it. Everything is automatic and controlled by the computer. This session is set for two hours. Enjoy the show," she said pushing the enter button. The program started off well enough by showing some soft porn. Pornography with the actors dressed only in their underclothing. Whenever the camera focused on the crotch or face of a male actor Leroy felt a warm soft vibration coming from the rubber sheath. If the camera focused on a female actress, her face, bra or panties, he felt a mild shock in his groin. The shock wasn't painful but annoying. At the hour mark, the scene shifted to a bit harder porn where the actors were nude. Again, as the focus went to the male, a pleasant warm vibration was sent to his groin. As a woman came into view, a stronger more irritating shock was felt, still not unbearable. Leroy endured the nightly sessions for the next month. Since he was forced to drink his own emissions four times a day, he wasn't sexually frustrated so the programming was very boring. It was just another shitty thing in his life that he now had to endure. "Little Leroy, since you have been behaving well, your deportment, voice and mannerisms becoming more natural, I have decided to give you a reward. As of today you will no longer have to use your pacifier all the time. Now when you watch your movies, I want you dressed in a pretty negligee with your hair and makeup done perfectly. " she said. Leroy was of two minds when he heard her pronouncement. He was more than happy to get rid of that pacifier and all it meant. Yet, he was worried about having to have his hair done and makeup on at such a late hour. It was such a pain to fix his hair and apply makeup and took hours. "Why did she want me to do that just before bedtime?" he questioned. He got his answer that same night. Instead of putting his hair in rollers, he fussed with it and made sure it was as good as when he left the salon. He spent almost an hour putting on his makeup, paying particular attention to his eyes making them look sultry. He could only use his most lustrous lipsticks in scarlet, plum or lavender. Of course, he had to paint his nails in a color that matched whatever nightie he would be wearing. For clothing he wore only nylon and chiffon double layered baby dolls with matching thong over his corset, thigh high hosiery and four inch stiletto Malibu slippers. His baby dolls were mid-thigh length had very full skirts and frilled with lace and ribbons. The matching thongs were all made of double layered chiffon with lace edging. He had three sets with matching lace or feather frilled robes. The scarlet red he had worn that humiliating night, a reddish-purple hued one that seemed to change colors as it moved about his hips and a lavender baby doll. Dressed, he would then spray himself liberally with his floral-spice perfume. When he had finished his routine, Madam Simms would secure the collar around his balls and put on the rubber sheath. Then she surprised him by lubricating his rosebud and inserting a butt plug. It was his first experience of having something shoved up there and he didn't like it at all. It wasn't painful but felt very uncomfortable. "You will learn to love the feeling in due time sissy. All sissies want their boi- pussies filled. It comes with being a sissy. So it doesn't matter whether or not you like it. This one is not that big but we will move on to bigger ones as time goes by. Now get over to your computer, the show is about to start," she snarled. The new two hour program was filled with hard core porn. The first ten minutes were scenes of heterosexual sex. Those ten minutes were filled with almost constant electrical shocks, painful shocks to Leroy's groin and now his ass. The next fifteen minutes were gay sex scenes in which one of the partners was wearing varying stages of feminine dress and makeup. During those fifteen minutes, the rubber sheath sent very pleasing stimulation to his cock. His eyes popped open as the butt plug pulsated for the first time. It wasn't painful but surprisingly different. The sheath would create suction, become warm and constricted in waves up and down his dick. It felt like he was getting a blow job. The program replayed these scenes over and over. He was so exhausted that he barely remembered being put to bed with his pacifier in his mouth. The sessions were repeated every night. One night, it would be soft porn the next, hard core. The only variation was the movie he was watching but they all conveyed the same message. Heterosexual behavior was painful, gay man-on-sissy sex was pleasurable. By the end of his sixth month of watching, Leroy wasn't sure what his sexual orientation was. At the start of his seventh month of watching pornography, Madam Simms didn't hook him up to her devilish devices. She insisted that he wear a condom and inserted a six inch by one inch butt plug with attached remote that would make it hum and vibrate. She gave the controller to Leroy and his pink gel dildo. Without restraints, he sat before his computer screen and watched the hard core scenes. This series of films had very little heterosexual elements. It was mostly gay men indulging their lust in sissy sex. Leroy didn't consciously realize that he removed his finger from the remote or pulled the dildo from his mouth during the heterosexual scenes. Often by the end of the film, he was surprised that he had filled his condom. Ooo It was Little Leroy's first anniversary of being a sissy. During the past year he had tried to escape twice. Each time he was caught and severely punished. The first time, just after his release from the CB3000, he had been dressed in one of his more masculine outfits. Tight bright baby blue short-shorts with the baby blue lace frills of his white pantaloons exposed, a white satin cami-top with a large Peter Pan lace frilled collar, blue knee highs and white Mary Jane styled three inch block heeled shoes when he made his break. He actually made it to the back door when the leather sole of his shoe slipped on the hard wood floor. Before he could get up, Madam Simms had him by the ear lobe and marched him into the basement. It was the first time he had been down there in ages and it was completely different. There was a black leather pommel horse sitting in the middle of the otherwise vacant room. Various whips, chains and restraints were hanging from hooks on the wall. Madam Simms had him naked except for his nylons and over a pommel horse before he could say anything. His hands were tied behind his back with a white satin ribbon but what held him in place were the alligator clips fastened to his nipples connected by a chain to clips fastened to his dick and balls. A penis gag kept him quite as she slashed his round ass with her cane. Twenty strokes later, he was released. His punishment was not over as she quickly tied the laces to his ballet boot securely and forced him to stand in a corner saying over and over, "I'm a bad sissy. I should never disobey Madam Simms. I'm a bad little sissy." The second time occurred when Madam Simms removed his restraints while he watched his movie. It was also the first time she had made him dress up as if he were on a date instead of one of his nighties. He was wearing a flamingo pink chiffon party dress with four white net petticoats and three inch pink satin open toed pumps but he didn't care. He waited until he knew she had left and then snuck out the door. His foot just touched the front stoop when she caught up with him. This time she filled him with a quart of warm soapy water before tethering him across the pommel horse. Alligator clamps were fastened to his nipples with one ounce lead weights attached as was the head of his dick and balls. After a sound thrashing, the ballet boots were put on and he was made to stand in the corner but the weights were not removed nor the fluids drained. He spent a very miserable half hour saying over and over, "I'm a very bad sissy. I will never disobey Madam Simms ever again. I'm a very bad sissy." That was now all in the past and he was going to Olga's for a make over before his party. There were a couple of other customers in the shop when they arrived but he didn't have time to study them. He was rushed to Olga's station where his hair was washed, conditioned and dyed a very brassy blonde. Then he was taken in the back, stripped and given a complete body wax. What little pubic hair had grown back in was dyed pink and shaped into a small butterfly resting on the base of his dick. Redressed, he was sent back to Olga. After what seemed like ages, he was allowed to see what she had done. His brassy hair was in a high domed shape but the hair had been shellacked into a multitude of tight pin curls. A stiff vivid pink satin bow separated his curled bangs. Finally, he was taken to the manicurist station where new one inch long porcelain nails were formed and painted a vivid pink with small white heart decals. A small pearl was glued to the middle of his left forefinger's nail. After his perfumed bath and evening toilet, she had him dress all in white. A white satin wasp waist corset with delicate pink lace and bow detailing, matching pantaloons, four white crinolines with pink lace hemming interspaced with small pink satin bows and white sheer knee highs with bright pink ribbon bows at the welts completed his lingerie. The shiny white bridal satin dress had a square neckline with balloon sheer short sleeves with four inches of white lace at the cuffs. The skirt was full with wide pleats reaching to mid-thigh revealing the pale pink lace frills of his pantaloons. A wide band of pink floral embroidery hemmed the skirt. Pink satin four inch stiletto heeled slippers were put on his feet. For accessories, a white and pink ruffled lacy choker was fastened around his neck. A puff ball of pink and white chiffon with long pink satin streamers was pinned at the top of his head. Pink lace elbow length fingerless gloves were held in place with bright pink satin ribbon. A white chiffon scarf was given to him to hold. It had a loop of string that fitted over his right index finger to insure that it never left his hand. Leroy stood before the full length mirror hating everything that was reflected back to his eyes. The ridiculous beehive of tight brassy blond hair, the purple blended into lavender blended into pink eye shadows with the glitter appliqu?, the bright fuchsia plump Cupid's bow lips, not to mention the little girl dress were all abhorrent to his view. "I can't believe it has only been a year since all this shit started. Seems more like an eternity since all this began and I hate it. How much longer is this going to go on? Just look at me, standing with my feet together, arms at my side, elbows bent straight out wrists limp holding that stupid scarf. Madam Simms said my measurements were now thirty two, twenty two, thirty but she wants my waist down another two inches. I'm starving as it is and these corsets are pure hell to wear. I don't know if I could even be me anymore if I got away. I just have to hold on another two years then I'll be twenty-one and get my inheritance. Oh, I can't wait for that then these bitches will be in for some serious payback," he thought. "Little Leroy," Madam Simms' voice broke into his thoughts. "Tonight we have a little party planned for you to celebrate your anniversary. We believe it's time to have you come out and have invited a few people over to help you celebrate. So I expect you to be on your very best sissy behavior. If you disappoint me in any way that last session over my pommel horse will seem like a cake walk. You do remember that episode don't you? I see that you do, good. Here, I want you to memorize this and when you are presented to your guests, you will recite it verbatim with a big smile or face my wrath." Leroy scanned the piece of paper she handed to him. It read, "Thank you for coming to my coming out party. I'm Little Leroy Brown and I dearly love being a sissy as you can plainly see. I use to be a regular boy but I so very much hated being that. While my daddy was alive, I had no choice but to be and act like the boy he wanted. I miss my daddy but now that I'm nineteen, I am free to be exactly who I want to be. I love wearing the frilliest clothes and undies so much that I simply cannot stop. So tonight, I had to come out and introduce my true sissy self to everyone. I feel so complete and happy now. Thank you." "She wants me to say this! In front of people! OMG! I can't do it! Everyone will think I'm really enjoying this. I can't do it. Oh no, I can't but....but no..I can't....the pommel horse....Shit....I don't think I could stand another punishment like that. She said if I don't do this then its back over the pommel horse but even worse," he thought trembling in fear. Ooo Leroy stood under the spot lights as he had once before trembling in fear as he finished reciting his "coming out" speech. He performed a curtsey making sure to expose the lacy frills of his petticoats with a smile. Now he waited trembling for something to happen, trying to see who was in the audience. He could hear the movement of chairs and some muddled comments like, "Unbelievable," "Turn over in his grave," but not much else. When the lights dimmed, he saw four well dressed men carrying briefcases scurrying from the room. Louise was packing away her video camera and Lara was grinning from ear to ear. Olga was there along with two of her staff and another person that caught his eye. He didn't remember seeing that person before and definitely would have if he had. That person sitting next to Olga would have stuck out in any crowd. Raven blue black hair piled high on the head interwoven with pink cherry blossoms. A pink silk veil attached to a large pearl hair comb at the back crown of her head floated behind her. The face was porcelain white, the eyes were large and almond shaped with pink eye shadow. The full lips brilliant glistening claret. Large carved ivory chandelier earrings hung from her lobes while three pearl studs rose above them. She was wearing a flared long sleeved ankle length red silk dress with a mandarin collar. The dress was elaborately embroidered with multi-colored chrysanthemums at the bust and hem. The white hose were clad with the weirdest shoes he had ever seen. They were a glistening black sandal affair except instead of having a heel, had two rectangular blocks, a smaller one at the front and one twice a large in the back. The large hands were the same porcelain white as the face, with long claret varnished nails and holding an elaborately decorated fan. Once the men had left, the audience rose to applaud his performance. The oriental dressed person appeared to be six feet tall. Leroy focused on the feet, hands and throat of the Asian looking girl. "OMG! That's a guy," he mind screamed in shock. They adjoined to the dinning room where refreshments were laid out. Everyone except Leroy was given a glass of champagne and they toasted his glorious coming out presentation. While the group enjoyed canap?s covered with Russian caviar or rich French cheeses he was given a small cupcake with pink icing and a single white candle with a cup of tea. He blew out the candle and ate the cupcake with relish. It was the first sweet he had to eat in over a year. Though small he enjoyed every single bite. After he finished, he was introduced to Mae Ling. Mae Ling was in his early thirties though it was hard to tell from his face or complexion. Later, Leroy would discover that he had been Olga's pet sissy for over thirteen years. He soon discovered that Mae Ling could be as mean and nasty as Madam Simms when need be. Over the next year Little Leroy got to know Mae Ling very well, very well indeed. It was Mae Ling's job to teach him how to properly make love as a sissy. Due to Madam Simms' training, Leroy never saw Mae Ling wearing his feminine finery during their biweekly lessons. Mae always showed up dressed in his "man" clothing. His "man" clothing shouted gay but Madam Simms demanded that Leroy always assume the submissive role. All his training movies depicted gay men being serviced by their sissies. She didn't want anything to disturb that illusion or change the mental responses caused by her pornography lessons. Mae Ling was very good at his job and even more demanding. He had an impressive eight inch dick but it was thin with a flaring mushroom head. It took Leroy three months to be able to swallow its full length without gagging. By the fourth month, he had his lips pressed tightly against Mae Ling's pubic bone, his cheeks hollow from sucking as hard as he could while his tongue worked its way up and down that thin shaft. His oral technique approved, Mae Ling moved on to other lessons. Anal adoration was the next step in his lesson plan. It took him three months before he could insert his tongue into Mae Ling's brown ring and swirl it around for an hour at a time without turning green or getting sick. With that threshold achieved, he was taught how to lick, caress and kiss every sensitive inch of Mae Ling's flesh. It took Leroy two more months to earn approval for his efforts. The last three months of his sexual training were the hardest at least physically. During those months when he showed bad technique or not enough enthusiasm he would be punished. He was bound in silken ropes or scarves, beaten with thin bamboo canes, paddles or other items. One of Mae Ling's favorite punishments was to tie his wrists and elbow together with silk ropes behind his back. With his ankles and knees similarly tied, he would connect them, pulling the legs high up and over Leroy's round ass. Using another rope tied to the one connecting his extremities, raise him in the air. As he dangled helplessly in the air turning in lazy circles, Mae Ling would whip every exposed inch of flesh with a thin bamboo cane. He paid particular attention to the soles of Leroy's feet. It was the most painful punishment he endured and dreaded every time it was administered. It was no wonder that Little Leroy became very attentive during his intercourse lessons. It took more than a day before the red stripes, the itching pain and swelling of his feet disappeared after one of those punishments. During this entire period of training, Leroy's penis, balls or anal opening were never touched. The CB3000 had been locked back on the morning after his first anniversary. Once a month his rubber sheath was put back on and he was allowed to drain himself by sucking on his penis pacifier. By the end of his second year of sissy hood, he looked forward to those monthly milkings. Ooo When he wasn't attending his intercourse lessons, Madam Simms taught him how to keep house, do the laundry, iron, cook and sew. At night she introduced him to another humiliating task. Each night, he would coat his breasts with a cream containing strong concentrations of lavender and green tea tree oils. Once his breasts were amply coated, he used a breast pump for thirty minutes on each. Madam Simms had told Lara and Louise that she wanted him to have his own modest breasts without damaging his ability to maintain an erection. "Hormone pills can have bad side effects while those oils have been proven to develop breast growth in males. I think with the use of a breast pump, he should develop at least a modest full "A" cup by years end. Not too big, yet enough to humiliate him. Yes, I know, most gay men don't like to have their lovers with feminine features but sissy lovers do. No more than a mouthful and they will be more than happy with our Little Leroy," she assured them. For his second anniversary Leroy was dressed all in red. The scarlet corset with floral black lace and ribbon detailing fitted tightly to his twenty inch waist. The nightly use of the breast pump had given him nice "A" cup pear shaped breasts that now filled the stiff cups. Red nylon bloomers with six rows of ruffled black lace across the back were fitted about his groin. A slinky red satin full hobble slip with rich black lace and embroidered bodice and hem clung to his torso. Black thigh high nylons with red satin bows on the lacy welts and red patent leather five inch spiked heeled pumps adorned his legs and feet. A red velvet dress with round collar, immense translucent chiffon puffed short sleeves and falling to just below the knee before flaring out into a wide pleated skirt was zipped up his back. His hair was dyed a bright pink, fashioned into a big bubble style and a large red satin bow with flowing streamers was fastened at the back. His makeup featured bright blue eye shadow with glitter sparkles and his lips painted a very vivid wet looking red. His nails had been varnished in the same vivid red with small white penis decals. He reeked of the floral spicy perfume he always wore. When he first saw what Olga had created, the first thought he had was of a big bubble gum bubble. Seeing what the manicurist was applying to his painted nails both horrified and entranced. It horrified him for the obvious reasons but he couldn't explain the strange attraction. Madam Simms' sex training was having it's subconscious effect after so many months of watching gay porn. He looked down at the piece of paper Madam Simms had given him to memorize. "Thank you all for coming to my second anniversary as a sissy. I can't begin to tell you how much I have loved these past two years. How can I express the joy I feel when I hold a delicate piece of lingerie between my fingers or what happiness I get from just looking at my sissy self? I just hope my appearance tonight shows that happiness. 'Pause, raise your hand to your face then bring it slowly down to your side.' I only wish I had someone to share all this with. Thank you so much for coming." "This is horrible. How can I repeat any of this without sounding like a fairy? Everyone is going to think I really enjoy this shit an...and what's this bit about wanting to share with someone? I don't like it but again, like last time, do I really have a choice. It's either do it or face that pommel horse. I've tried running away twice and each time I've suffered horribly. I couldn't stand something worse, I just have to do this," he thought. Again as he finished his curtsey and the lights dimmed, he could see four well dressed men rushing from the room. He wondered briefly who they were but knowing wouldn't make any difference. Inwardly he sighed in resignation and tried to prepare himself for the coming humiliation. After two years, he still hated what he was forced to become. It was the same as last year. Everybody was drinking and having fun but him. This time Mae Ling wasn't present but Olga was there basking in the compliments of what a wonderful job she did on Little Leroy's hair and especially his nails. The new person celebrating was a fat bald headed man with hairy arms with a bristle mustache and goatee. He was dressed like he had just stepped out of a sixties disco. He was wearing grey bell bottom jeans, colorful floral polyester opened shirt and a grey long sleeved jacket. He looked to be in his early thirties. His open shirt revealed a thick mat of black hair and a heavy gold chain hung from his neck. There was a ring on most of his thick fingers. What frightened Leroy about this man was that his eyes followed him wherever he went and were like coal. The man surprised him when they were introduced by bending over while lifting Leroy's lace covered hand and kissing it. His name was Dominic Diablo but was told to call him "Dirk." They didn't talk long but before he left, he said that he would like to see Little Leroy again. Ooo Lara was brought out of her reminiscing as Louise squeezed her hand. "Errr what was that Mother? I'm sorry but I was just thinking back over the past three years," she said. "Honey, I was just saying that next month will be Little Leroy's third anniversary and his turning twenty-one the month after that. It's time. We have a lot of planning and arrangements to be made. I think it would be wonderful to combine them both into one big celebration and two months will allow for all the planning," Louise replied. "Oh of course Mother, that is a wonderful idea. I'll call the salon right now and set up an appointment," Lara happily answered. Leroy was standing nervously as Lara walked around examining him. He was wearing a yellow satin corset with chocolate lace and bow frills. Yellow nylon bloomers with six rows of chocolate floral ruffled lace across the back and chocolate hose for lingerie. A white balloon sleeved chiffon ruffled blouse with a high ruffled collar was buttoned up his back. He wore bright yellow velvet short shorts with wide satin cuffs barely covering the welts of his stockings. A matching Eaton styled jacket with satin lapels and padded shoulders was waiting for him to put on. Yellow patent leather Mary Jane shoes with a large gold buckle on the vamp were on his feet. His hair was now a golden yellow with white frosted highlights styled into a big bubble with straight fluffed out bangs. A yellow satin hair band separated his bangs. It was crowned with a small white wicker brimmed hat. His eyelids were blended in mauve into gold and then pale yellow shadow. His lips glistened in a rich pink lipstick. He reeked of the ever present floral spicy perfume. Madam Simms helped him slide his white lace gloved hands into the sleeves of the jacket. "I think our sissy is ready for his outing Miss Lara," she said as she gave him a pat on his tightly covered round ass. Leroy was still nervous as they stepped over the threshold. During the past year he had been taken out at least once a week into the public eye. He positively hated each and every trip but didn't have the willpower to object. It never failed, no matter where they went, the zoo, the public parks, it didn't matter he was always the center of attention. He was a magnet for derision, hate, contempt and worse from everyone around. He would never get use to that and when they got home, all he wanted to do was crawl into a hole and disappear. Those excursions were nothing compared to his Friday night dates. Beginning with the first Friday after his party, Dirk would take him out on a date. Leroy was usually dressed in his finest sissy party dresses. Occasionally, they would add to his humiliation by dressing him in one of his little sissy boy costumes. The one he hated the most was a bright pink satin. The outfit consisted of a pale pink short puff sleeved satin blouse with a high rounded collar. Small dark pink flowers were embroidered around the collar and sleeve cuffs. A bright hot pink satin bibbed overall with mid-thigh cuffed legs tailored to be skin tight with a sailor button front and back. The design was such that when the brass buttons were undone; his entire groin area would be on display. White knee high hose with large pink satin bows attached to the welts and pink patent leather three inch block heeled Mary Jane shoes completed the outfit. The accessories that went with it included a small pink satin baseball cap pinned slightly off center at the top of his head and white lace fingerless gloves. He usually wore large five inch white plastic hoop earrings and a pink glow-in-the-dark plastic ring on his left hand. For the first three months, Dirk only took him to the local gay bars. There Leroy was forced to sit in Dirk's lap and given sweet girlish drinks. Dirk always wore colorful polyester shirts unbuttoned to show off his hairy chest. Leroy would sit sideways on his broad lap with one arm around his thick neck. Dirk took advantage of this seating arrangement to lick or kiss Leroy's ear, neck or lips which he did quite frequently. Much to Leroy's dismay and thanks to the months of training while watching gay movies, he found his body responding to Dirk's attentions. Occasionally they would get up to dance but only to the slow songs. Leroy found himself in a precarious position as they danced. Dirk's substantial stomach made him arc his back while pressing his cheek into the hairy chest which forced his body to press into Dirk's. As they danced, Dirk's hands would constantly be rubbing Leroy's butt. Often Dirk's meaty tongue would plunge deeply into Leroy's mouth as they kissed. More times than not when the kiss finished, Leroy would have a mouthful of Dirk's saliva to swallow. Again, Leroy was humiliated as his body responded to each and every kiss. By the time Dirk took him home, his penis was throbbing inside its cage and his balls begged for release. After the third month, Dirk began taking him to his modest apartment after a shortened bar visit. There mood music would be put on and they would sit on a dilapidated overstuffed sofa. Dirk would then begin his version of seduction. His version consisted of licking and kissing Leroy's ears, neck and lips. Often he left a ring of hickies around Leroy's neck. Once the preliminaries were finished, Dirk would expose Leroy's budding breasts, suck and fondle them until they throbbed. Once he was satisfied sucking the breasts until they were red, he would undo his pants and push Leroy's head down between his fat thighs. Again with disgust, Leroy found his body automatically reacting to his training and began sucking. Dirk's dick was in proportion to his body, big and fat. It took all of Leroy's ability to swallow it down to where his nose was pressed against the wire like pubic hairs. Dirk's crotch smelled heavily of piss, sweat and musk but Leroy performed like the champion he was trained to be. During that entire year of dating Leroy never refused Dirk's advances. Fortunately, they never went beyond a blow job. He had thought about committing suicide but was too much of a coward to actually carry it out. His life sucked but he was getting use to it. His only pleasure came, if you could call it that was when Madam Simms allowed him to use his pacifier. Leroy left the salon completely stunned. He was surprised that instead of going to the hair salon, he was driven to a bridal salon. There he was fitted with a white satin elaborate floral crystal beaded corset. A matching thong with beaded floral fern design, white hosiery with rose lace welts and baby blue ribbon accent for lingerie. A white strapless bridal dress with satin bodice embroidered with crystal beads in a floral pattern. The skirts were an intricate layered complex of stiff white netting that reached to the knees. White satin four inch stiletto heels and opera length white satin gloves completed his wedding attire. The veil was mounted on a tall white lacquered comb from which layered white chiffon draped to cover the face. An elaborate white lace and pink satin ribbon chocker with cameo completed the wedding ensemble. He was even more stunned when he heard Lara tell him that he was being fitted for his wedding. "Little Leroy, the state now recognizes same sex marriages. Dirk has asked us for your hand in marriage and we whole heartily agree. So we decided to spare no expense in giving you the best most elaborate wedding we could think of. Isn't that wonderful news?" Lara gushed. Leroy fainted dead away as Lara's words sank in. The marriage was a simple affair taking place in a civil ceremony. To settle his nerves Leroy was given sedatives. As a result, he didn't object during the ceremony and obediently said "I do." It was witnessed by the same four men dressed in business suits and carrying brief cases that had been to his anniversary parties. Leroy was given several documents to sign. One was the marriage certificate and the others some kind of legal documents he wasn't allowed to read. After all the paperwork had been signed, notarized and filed, Leroy was officially Mrs. Dominic Diablo and bereft of any inheritance. As a wedding gift his step-mother had Dirk's spare bedroom redecorated in a copy of Leroy's old one. The modest apartment was too small to house all of Leroy's sissy clothing and accessories in the master bedroom. The big difference between the rooms was that there was no bed in the second bedroom. However there was a brand new king sized bed in the master bedroom. Whenever Little Leroy changed the sheets, he saw the stain from when his cherry was so roughly broken. His life was filled with drudgery and taking care of his husband's needs but he was getting use to it.