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Jimmy's Comeuppance
By Cheryl Lynn
This is a spin off from my Little Leroy story recommended by a fan. This
is a female domination/humiliation story and Not sweet or sentimental.
If such stories are not to your liking, Do Not Read. It may be
downloaded for personal use and any other use forbidden unless approved
by the author. All standard disclaimers apply. [email protected].
Jimmy's Comeuppance
Jimmy stood from behind the large ornate teak wood desk, stretched and
picked up his briefcase. He was dressed in a very expensive hand made
silk navy blue suit, crisp white long-sleeved shirt with French cuffs
and red silk power tie. On his left wrist was a diamond encrusted gold
watch. On his right ring finger was a gold signet ring with the family
crest. There was no gold ring on his left hand. There were too many
broads out there flaunting and throwing themselves at him for that.
"Got to go see the old bat and give her her meds. I just wish I had
someone on the inside to do this for me. I hate going into that smelly
old place," he thought as he turned out the lights.
Jimmy was five foot nine inches tall, had crystal blue eyes and black
hair styled in a pony tail tied low in the back. While his body had a
good coat of black hair, his face was smooth. He hated shaving and being
rich, had electrolysis treatments to remove his facial hair. He kept his
body in shape but not muscled by swimming five miles every day. Besides
enjoying the ladies, swimming in his Olympic sized pool was his next
best activity. Jimmy lived in the lap of luxury thanks to his decrepit
Step-mother.
His Father, James Senior, was well to do when he met Harriet but she
came from old money. Jimmy didn't particularly care for her but enjoyed
the benefits her wealth brought. His own Mother had been dead from
cancer five years before Senior remarried. His Father passed away seven
years later from a massive coronary while Jimmy was still at Harvard.
Jimmy was failing in school and used his Father's death as an excuse to
move back into the mansion with Harriet. It only took him a year living
with his Step-mother to get fed up with her meddling in his life. She
was constantly on his ass about one thing or another. He heard enough,
"get a job," "forget fast cars and women and learn responsibility," and
"I'm sick and tired of your laziness and wanton behavior." He decided
he would have to do something about her constant interference and began
planning. Killing her was out of the question but after a lot of
research discovered a way to get her put away.
One night after dinner he brought her a glass of her favorite sherry.
For the next several days he kept giving her more and more of the drug
before contacting a nursing home. It was neither the nicest nor most
expensive in the area. It was in a declining neighborhood and cheap. He
met the doctor that ran the home telling him his Step-mother had
suffered a stroke and needed nursing home care. He surprised the doctor
when he handed over sixty-five thousand dollars in cash.
"That should cover her costs for the year. That is, if you really want
her here as a patient," Jimmy said as he pushed the brief case across
the metal desk.
"Mr. Stevens, this....this is...more than three times our annual charge.
We'll need her medical records and...and..." the doctor started to reply
when Jimmy interrupted.
"Money is no object doctor and if you need more just ask. Doc, the only
question I have is, do you want my Step-mother staying here? You're a
doctor so you can write whatever is necessary to justify her staying.
This is strictly a cash deal, no insurance forms and no state aid,"
Jimmy said as he reached to take the money back.
"Yes, yes of course. I'll send and ambulance right over. Thank you Mr.
Stevens we here at Rest Haven will be more than happy to accommodate
you," the doctor replied.
Harriet Stevens was taken to the nursing home that very day. The doctor
gave her a cursory exam and from her appearance and slurred speech,
decided "stroke" was as good a diagnosis as any other. He left her lying
on a dingy bed in a dingy smelly old room in the care of one of the
LPN's. That happened three years ago.
Ooo
Jimmy wasn't feeling much pain when he pulled his Porsche into the
garage. He staggered through the door, stopped at the liquor cabinet to
get another single malt scotch before heading to bed. He was more than
satisfied how the night had gone. Alice had given him a wonderful blow
job and romp in the hay that evening and he was more than pleased. As he
raised the glass to his lips, he felt a sting on his butt. Turning
around, he saw a large black woman wearing a pink nurses' uniform
standing there with a syringe in a beefy hand.
"Wooo...who are you and wha.....what," he said before crumpling to the
ground unconscious.
"Okay Matti let's get him over to the couch. We need to keep him sedated
until Olga finishes with him tomorrow then I can give him the thorazine.
I don't want him making a fuss but I definitely want him aware of what's
going on," Harriet said grabbing Jimmy's feet.
That morning he was given a strong muscle relaxant that left him lucid
but barely able to move. He was half dragged half carried into the
bathroom where he was soon stripped, covered in hair remover and shoved
into the shower. He came out of the shower without a single hair on his
body and gurgling like a toddler. A desperate fear filled his eyes but
there was nothing physically he could do.
Harriet grabbed him under the chin and pulled his face up so she could
look him in the eyes. "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," she sneered.
It took them quite some time to get him dressed. It's not easy dressing
someone as limp as a dish rag but they managed. First they pulled a pair
of full cut white nylon panties up his legs then a white cotton "D" cup
bra was fastened around his chest. The cups stuffed with partially
filled water balloons which left the cups full but sagging. Next they
worked a pair of tan support hose up his legs before putting an open
bottomed white girdle on. It was a fourteen inch girdle made of a smooth
power elastic fabric. A lace panel in the front shrank his stomach and
had six garters. Matti fastened the metal garter clasps while Harriet
stuffed his manhood down and back between his legs. With the girdle on
there was only about four inches of flesh showing on his torso.
Next they pulled a white full slip with four inches of floral lace trim
at the hem and covering the bodice. Finally, a blue and white gingham
long sleeved dress was pulled down over his head that buttoned up the
back. Harriet made sure the buttons didn't line up perfectly. It had
white cuffs, a small white rounded collar with eyelet lace and fell just
below the knees revealing the lace hemming of the slip showing.
They didn't bother to fix his hair or put any makeup on him. He was
sprayed with a very floral smelling perfume before putting a pair of
pink fuzzy slippers on his feet. Dressed he was taken out to Matti's car
and put into the back seat.
They were the first customers of the day at the salon. Madam Olga met
them with a big smile and ushered them over to her station. There she
shampooed and conditioned his hair. Instead of the lustrous look of hair
freshly washed and conditioned, his came out dull and lifeless.
"The conditioner I used was very harsh and took the shine right out of
the hair. This way it will look like that of an older woman who doesn't
take proper care of her hair. Now I'm going to put in the grey leaving a
bit of the black, aging it even more," she explained.
With his hair more grey than black, Olga began styling it. She didn't
trim or cut the split ends rather piled it on top and fashioned it into
a large bun at the back of his head. The bun pinned tightly into place,
she covered it with a small hairnet.
"Alright, let's get him into the back room where we can fix him up
properly," Olga said stepping back from the style chair.
In the back room he was stripped naked and placed on a padded table. "I
can't begin to tell you just how hard it was to find these," Olga said
as she opened a box. Inside was a pair of very realistic artificial
breasts but unlike any others. They were "D" cup but were thin at the
base growing larger as they sagged. When attached with surgical glue
they would hang almost down to the navel.
"I had to get a special effects guy to hand make these for me. I think
he did a wonderful job. Notice the areolas. They are quite large, dark
brown with all those little pink bumps and wrinkles. He even put some
hairs on them like you would expect on a post menopausal old woman. The
nipples plump and large but rubbery looking and the skin splotched and
wrinkled so realistically. They even feel real and have the right
weight. I hope you really meant it when you said to spare no expense
cause these were very expensive," she said.
"Don't worry Olga I meant what I said. After spending three years in
that..that horrible home, this will go a long way in helping me get my
revenge. Now did you get what else I asked for?" Harriet replied.
"Yes, of course I did. It wasn't quite as expensive as these but close
enough. I think you will be very pleased with it," Olga grinned.
From another box she withdrew an artificial vagina. It had large fat
wrinkled lips and covered in a thick mat of untrimmed, matted grey and
black pubic hair. Olga pushed his testicles back up inside his body,
forcing the ball sack skin up as well. Using a brush she coated his
groin with the glue and pressed the vagina against his groin after
pulling his limp penis out between the sagging lips.
"You did say you wanted access to his penis, so it's designed to let it
stick out. Of course, it can be tucked back up inside the prosthesis
when you don't want it noticed. I don't understand why you would want
that after going to all the trouble to cover it up," Olga stated as she
stepped back.
"When he gets to the home, there is a certain orderly there that, let's
just say, asked for it," Harriet smilingly replied.
With the attachments firmly adhered, Jimmy was redressed and taken out
to the makeup artist's station. "Holly you know what to do. I want to
see you work your best magic on this one. If anyone deserved it more,
it's my Jimmy," Harriet said to the woman standing there.
"Don't worry Mrs. Stevens, I've heard what he did to you and it will be
my pleasure. I did my research and found all that will be needed," Holly
replied.
As they settled Jimmy into the chair, he began to stir and a few
intelligent words came out. "He's coming out of it. Do you want me to
give him another injection?" Milli asked.
"Oh no dear, I want him to be fully aware of what's going to happen
next. Can you strap him in and maybe do something to stop him from
yelling?" Harriet asked Holly.
Before Jimmy could do anything, he was strapped into the chair at
wrists, waist and around the ankles. A red ball gag was inserted into
his mouth and secured around his head with an elastic band. He was
completely helpless to resist what they had planned for him. His clear
blue eyes were looking all around, seeking some way to save himself. All
he saw was some other customers and staff.
"All I see are a bunch of weird-os. They won't or can't help me from the
looks of things. I'm so utterly fucked and no matter how much I struggle
can't get loose from these damn bindings," he thought as fear engulfed
him.
Holly took her time as she began injecting him with the special
chemicals that would destroy his youthful complexion and skin. It took
her over an hour but the results were beginning to show. Slowly the skin
began to thin and take on a papery appearance then wrinkle. Age spots
began showing up on his face and hands as his skin aged years in a
matter of minutes. Jimmy eyes went wide in absolute horror as he watched
his hands change before his eyes. He struggled harder to break free of
his restraints but without success.
Holly then began putting on his makeup. First, she dusted his face with
powder before turning to work on his eyes. Using dark browns she created
a baggy eyed look. Working on his lips, she made them look thin and
drawn then dyed them a bright red. She removed his eye brows by plucking
every hair out then drew thin black arches where they use to be. As a
finishing touch, Holly painted his cheeks with a red blusher.
Holly stepped back and turned to face Harriet. "What do you think? I
used mostly dyes and it should stay this way for quite some time. I
would like to add my own little addition if you don't mind. My old
granny wore these and I thought they would be a nice touch," she said
holding out a pair of thick turtle shell horned framed glasses with a
golden chain dropping from the ear pieces.
"That is the perfect look Holly. I can't believe that I didn't think of
it. You did wonderfully dear. Matti I think it would be wise if we
injected the Thorazine now. He seems almost back in control now and we
still have much to do today," Harriet replied.
After the Thorazine had time to immobilize Jimmy, he was taken to a full
length mirror. The face looking back at him was old and wrinkled as were
the shaking hands that reached up to touch it. The bodice of the dress
sagged and swayed as he stood indicating pendulous breasts. He was fully
aware of what his Step-mother had done to him but helpless. When she put
the thick turtle shell horn rimmed glasses over his eyes, everything
became a blur.
"Don't worry about your sight dear. I understand that over time you will
actually be able to see out of them," she said.
"Na....na...pease....na...na dis," he tried to say but his tongue wouldn't
cooperate.
"Oh goodie, it looks like your medication is kicking in. You remember
what you gave me, now don't you?" Harriet replied.
"Na.....na...nod...dat....Har....Herr...Herrette....doan do dist a me," he plead.
"I hope you enjoy these Thorazine tables 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. With the dose you are getting,
those side effects will really kick in. 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 gleefully said as he stood frozen in pure horror.
From the salon he was taken to a dentist who removed his teeth. "I don't
know why you wanted me to remove all her teeth Mrs. Stevens. They were
perfectly healthy. She will need to rinse out her mouth every hour with
warm salt water once the bleeding stops. Only liquids for the next week
then bring her back for her fitting. I should have the dentures ready by
then. You know I could make them look just like her old ones," he said.
"No doctor, I want them just like I told you. Crooked and yellowed,
missing one or two near the front where they can be seen. If I had
wanted them looking nice, I wouldn't be paying you twenty thousand
dollars," Harriet snapped back.
As they were leaving the dentist's office, Harriet had Milli give Jimmy
two more of the orange pills. "When we get there I want him spasming and
drooling like the fool he is," she stated then turned and said to Jimmy,
"I know you can understand everything that's going on, remember I was on
those damnable drugs. Now, you look and act like an old woman who had a
stroke. Since you are too feeble to take care of yourself, I have no
choice but to put you into a nursing home. Since that doctor who owns
that home didn't want to go to jail, he has happily agreed to see to
your needs without payment. I hope you enjoy your stay as much as I
did," she spat.
Ooo
They were in Jimmy's new room. It wasn't the large bedroom with its
fancy mahogany furnishings, the silk sheets or large closets. It was
dingy and small. It contained one hospital bed with a rubber bed cover,
dim looking cotton sheets and a grey wool blanket folded at the foot.
There was a hospital side table, a single well used cloth covered
recliner facing a small black and white television mounted on the
opposite wall. His room also had a small closet and bathroom. As they
were undressing Jimmy, Jerome walked in. He was a large man with a round
head and short neck. Through his blurred vision Jimmy thought he saw a
living snowman.
"Ahhhh, Jerome you're here. Shut the door please. I want you to meet
your new patient, Jimmy. You should call him Ellie Mae. Now Ellie Mae
here will need your close observation. As you can see she just had some
major dental work done. The doctor said she would need hourly warm salt
water rinses every hour for the next week before she can have any
solids. When she gets her dentures, then she can have all the tube stake
you want to give her. Is that clearly understood?" Harriet said.
"Ye'um I's understands Miss. Harriet. I'll takes personal care of her
jest like ya asked me ta do," he responded.
"You make damn sure you do Jerome, otherwise you can forget that money I
promised you each month. Now help us get him...err...I mean Ellie Mae here
into her nightgown," she stated.
Stripped down to his panties and bra, Harriet pulled a long sleeved pink
cotton with small white flower imprints, white lace frilled collar and
cuffs over his head. Before she let the hem drop below his groin, she
pulled aside the panties and showed Jerome how to reach his prize.
With him dressed and put into the bed, Harriet and Milli stood off to
the side. Jerome was running his tongue up the side of Jimmy's face as
his beefy hand was moving under the nightgown. The drugs kept the women
from seeing the look of disgust and anguish in his eyes but knew what he
was thinking.
"Yes Jimmy dear I know what you are feeling and thinking. Remember I've
been there. Now you will know all the humiliation and mortification that
I went through. Maybe if I get good reports on your behavior, I just
might be back to see you in three years.
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