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Even bound like this I still sleep... sort of, constantly wakened by the
restriction in my movements, and the aches on my body... and the
dampness of the bed where my drooling gagged mouth rests... but I still
doze, to be woken by a stinging pain against my arse, again and again...
I scream into my gag, and eventually the blows stop, and Officer
Morton's laugh reminds me of my position. "Right then you stupid little
fuck-toy. You need to be outside ready for your pick-up in one hour.
I've been requested to release you, but honestly, I couldn't give a fuck
about that, so... instead."
I feel her messing about with my left wrist releasing it from my ankle.
It's hard to move it, as the stiffness has set in but I wince in pain.
"There you go, there are no locks on your bondage... you can get
yourself free from there. I'll just watch..."
I hear her move to sit back down. Part of me wants to just stay here,
despite everything, and not give her the pleasure of watching me
struggle.. but it's a small part of me. I do not want to get into
trouble with Mistress Divine!
I fumble with my hand at the ankle cuff, since it's nearest. It's
buckled tight and it's hard to unfasten one handed, especially when I
can't see what I'm doing... slowly dragging out the strap and fumbling
with the pin of the buckle is really frustrating, but... finally it's
done. Not that it gets me very far but it's a start. Next I reach up to
the belt around my waist, but the buckle must be at the top, and I can't
find it... Next part is to bring my hand up to pull off the blindfold,
which I manage to do, though I pull my hair as I do so which makes me
wince.
My next target is the gag, but the buckle on that is tiny and really
fiddly... reluctantly I have to leave it. Next is the squirming to get
to my right wrist, so hard with my knees bound and my arse up in the
air... and the feel of my stockinged legs squirming against each other
is beginning to get to me, as is the feel of the satin chemise being
rubbed against the sensitive skin of my cock.
I give a little grunt of satisfaction as I finally twist myself enough
to reach my right wrist, even though this means I'm twisted over. I
fumble with the buckle, and have to jerk it, making my body rock like
I'm trying to hump the bed, I can hear Officer Morton giggling in the
background.. it's the most feminine I've ever heard her sound. Not that
it's much help and I think I'm going to sprain my shoulder when finally
the wrist is freed.
Now everything is relatively simple, I can push my face up away from the
soiled pillow, and use both hands to remove the gag... and groan as my
mouth is allowed to slowly close. I reach back around to release my
knees, still an awkward task, then spread them to allow me to kneel up
and finally unbuckle the strap around my waist.
I try and get off the bed, and fall on my face, sprawling on the floor,
to Officer Morton's peals of laughter, I've forgotten to release my
remaining ankle. I unfasten that and sit uncomfortably on the edge of
the bed, taking the opportunity to slip out of the murderously high
heels.. though... I guess my ankles don't feel as sore as I think they
should... I really am getting used to high heels all the time.
Rubbing my wrists I glance into the corner and gasp. Lying slumped at
the bast of the mirrored wardrobe is the bound maid, ankles, knees,
mouth and eyes wrapped with multiple layers of thick black tape. I can
also see her arms, bound behind her, wrist to elbow, taped in the same
manner.
"That'll be you in time." Officer Morton whispers walking up,
"Perhaps..."
She flips up the maids skirt to show a large damp stain, "Or perhaps
this is a warning to little toys that try and be clever... hmm... it
will be punished so hard for that."
Officer Morton stoops down and without much apparent effort picks up
the bound maid and slings her over her shoulder. "Get ready for your
Mistress toy, or you will end up like this..."
I nod, eyes wide seeing the maid wriggle a little bit over Officer
Morton's shoulder, and receive a slap in response... and then she walks
out with measured steps. Aww shit.. that's another dark fate that I want
to avoid.... why the hell did I decide to work at the company?
No time to think though, especially with my tired eyes already drooping,
time to get dressed and off... all the straps removed I peel of the
sweaty nightie, and strip myself completely, glad to remove the
ridiculous panties, and head to the shower. A hot shower is about the
only thing that will make me feel human again...
Of course the water is freezing, no hot at all! And I still have to wash
my hair... I.. I guess it does wake me up though, and my nipples are
really perky as I leave the shower, to dry myself. Hair dried and combed
I look around for clothes for 'Kitty' to wear.. with nothing laid out, I
guess I'm going to have to choose for myself... and hope Mistress Divine
is happy with my choice.
Rifling through the drawers is like going through someone else's
clothes, taking me back to furtive teenage cross-dressing. I pull on a
pair of tight high cut pink panties, and the matching bra... I reckon
Kitty is the kind of girl who likes her lingerie to match...
I pull on a pink cami top over the bra, and a thin white blouse over
that, held closed by just the bottom couple of buttons and tucked into a
high waisted pleated black mini-skirt. It's a sexy look but not too out
there, and unsurprisingly there isn't anything conservative in the
wardrobe.
I pull on a pair of white over the knee hold ups, and slip into a pair
of pink ankle boots with a 5" heel, and white laces, a short pink
jacket.. and I think Mistress Divine wants Kitty to like hats, so a
black brimmed hat is grabbed and placed over my hair. I hurry with my
make-up aware time is passing, and I don't want to get into trouble for
being late. Pale pink lipstick.. foundation to hide the bags under my
eyes, and pale eye shadow. A pair of gold dangly earrings and a matching
choker are the final touches... a quick check in the mirror, and... yeah
I look cute, tired but cute.
I grab a little purse, and after a quick look around to survey the
damage to the room, including all the bondage equipment still on the
bed, I really hope no one else uses this room, I head out. The lift is
working, which is a relief, and I call it and step in, pressing the
button for the ground floor... then will it to go faster.
But of course it stops 3 floors down, and my heart drops as Dale steps
in... aww shit! He doesn't see me at first, too busy in his thoughts
then starts slightly.
"Err.. Hi Dale." I say blushing, watching him check me out in a slightly
disapproving manner.
"Hi Angela, err.. nice outfit..."
I flush brighter, "Yes I know.. far too pink, but my boss says sex
sells, and they want me to look sexy..."
"Yeah.. I thought you were a manager in your old job? This doesn't seem
appropriate."
I shake my head, "I never wanted to be a manager, too much stress, a..
and I hate telling people what to do. I.. I'm a P.A. now."
"Ah I see... so that's why you've been so secretive with Amy about your
new job? You were embarrassed." He says realisation flitting across his
face, and hey.. it's even partly right! "And so last night you were...
entertaining a client?"
"What? No it was a fancy dress party!" I gasp shocked at the hinted, and
scarily accurate guess.
"No it wasn't you had a meal with him in the restaurant, I'm not stupid
Angela, and you look shattered, what did he have you doing?"
We're at the lobby now, and I should be running to the car, but I can't
leave things like this, "No! No! That's not it at all! Captain Reynolds
was a perfect gentleman.. but.. look.."
I take a deep breath, "For my fancy dress outfit, he let me borrow his
wife's clothes, his late wife's clothes. Apparently I look a lot like
her, so alike we might be related. Anyway when he saw me and we chatted,
he was a little overcome, and wanted to just spend some time with me, it
was like being with his wife for a little, And NO I did not perform any
wifely duties on him, I just kissed him!"
"Okay okay!" Dale says with a grin stepping back from me with his hands
raised, "I didn't mean to wake a sleeping tiger..."
I smile, "Sorry I.. I didn't get much sleep last night."
"Really? Is something wrong?" He asks concern on his face, and for a
second I want to tell everything, "Something is wrong, is it William?
Did he threaten you?"
I go pale, then try and hide it, too late, Dale has already jumped to a
conclusion, "He did didn't you? Did he.. you know?"
"No!" I squeak, "Look Dale, I'll explain everything.. just not now I'm
going to be late, and my boss is a real stickler for punctuality,"
"Well will you explain tomorrow? After tennis with Paul and Amy?" He
asks as I start to leave.
"Probably not.. I.. I need a little time okay Dale? But.. I promise I'll
tell you everything soon." I lean in and give him a peck on the cheek
then scurry along past reception and out the revolving door.
I'm lucky I guess, Chanteuse is parked just back from the Hotel so Dale
won't see me getting into the limo, and as I slip in Chanteuse pulls
smoothly away, taking me back to the comparative safety of Mistress
Divine's office.
I get out, certain I'm going to be late, and enter through the front
door of her office. I notice I'm getting some admiring glances from men
on their way to work.. and a wolf whistle. That's good right?
I hurry into the office, and get to the desk, to find a note already
there, "Please remain at your desk until 8:30 and then come in to see me
Kitty dear," The note is signed Mistress Divine, and she's done an
imprint of her lips as a kiss mark.. at least I guess they're her lips,
knowing Mistress Divine though she could have just got some sissy to
kiss it for her.
Anyway, I sit at the desk, finding there's a ridge up the centre of the
seat, forcing it's way between my buttocks and rubbing slightly at my
trapped cock, I squirm a little trying to get comfortable, which feels a
little nicer than it should do. With nothing else to do, I shuffle the
few bits of paper at the desk and realise it's getting warm in here,
warm and stuffy... oh dear.. my tiredness is starting to show. I slump
slightly, resting my head on my hand, then return to the correct seating
position, guessing Mistress Divine would be most upset to find me
slouching.
It's so hard to remain alert though, and the room is making me so
sleepy... I start to drift again, and squirm on the seat, which wakes me
a little, and then makes me more... relaxed. I try and perk up again,
looking at the coffee machine, could I? But no.. that would mean leaving
the desk, and that would be directly disobeying orders... I glance at
the time, 7:43... shit, I'm never going to keep awake for another 45
minutes.
But then the door opens and sends a little jolt through my seat, and I
look up, to see Miss Black smiling down at me.
"G... good m..morning Miss, my name is Kitty, may I h... help you this
morning?" I stammer from my seat, trembling at seeing her in the flesh.
She grins widely at my nerves, and walks up to the desk. As usual her
black dress is too tight for her ample frame and I swear I can hear it
groaning as she moves. She rests her hands on the desk and leans over,
making the dress protest more.... and I'll say this for her, she has one
hell of a cleavage...
"Well hello Missy, don't you look well? Or is oo a ickle bitty tired?"
She gloats, staring me down, as I nod vigorously, unable to form a
response in words. "Cat got your tongue?" She adds laughing.
"M.. may I help you Miss?" I repeat myself trembling as she leans in a
little closer, overwhelming me with her scent... oh my... it smells like
she's received pleasure very recently.
"Perhaps you could massage my right shoulder?" She says still smirking,
"I gave my maid away last night and I've been so busy this morning
breaking in her replacement... oh she did scream..."
"I.. if that is what you wish Miss.. I..." I begin but she slams her
fist down on the table making me jump.
"Don't be stupid you scheming little bitch, I don't want your hands on
me... not until you're good and broken in too." She laughs, "Just like
your little friend will be... very soon. Poor widdle maid Maddy cried so
hard last night after all her spankies..."
I swallow, flushing, angry at her, but still helpless.. how dare she
take this out on Maddy? She's my friend... and she's done nothing wrong!
But all I do is sit there in a mix of fear and anger whilst Miss Black
watches my expression with amusement.
"What you can do, you little bitch, is sit there until 8:00 and then
tell Divine that her first appointment is here... not that I really wish
to see her.. I just want to watch you squirm you little slut... what do
you say to that?"
"Y.. yes Miss, thank you Miss..." I stammer as it seems to be the safest
response, and watch her strut back and slowly lower herself on to the
couch... the dress is too short and tight for her to do it with any
elegance and she sits there, legs apart watching me...
I stay as alert as I can, ready to answer the phone, to answer the door,
to basically to do anything other than just sit there with her looking
at me... especially as I can feel my eyelids starting to droop...
dammit.. just.. ten more minutes.. I can do this...
In fact I think I must have dozed, because when the phone rings I move
with a start to pick it up, glancing at the clock, it's 8:01.. and Miss
Black is looking at me grinning.
"Hello, Miss Divines office, Kitty speaking, how may I help you?" I say
as brightly as I can manage as I watch Miss Black slowly draw her finger
across her throat, "Oh yes Miss Divine, I am so glad you have arrived. I
will send your first appointment in."
I look up to see the unedifying sight of Miss Black prising herself off
the seat... she's not that fat and if she dressed somewhat sensibly
she'd look pretty... but maybe that's the point. Besides I really doubt
that my, or any other sissy's, opinion matters to her in the slightest.
"Miss Divine will see you now." I say brightly, as she scowls at me as
she tugs the skirt of her dress down to cover her heavy thighs.
"Oh good, and I can tell her her precious little receptionist was
sleeping on the job." She says stalking out.
I glance at her as she walks past.. her dress is still rucked up and the
back, but I am not going to warn her of that...
I start to doze again, despite my best efforts, during her appointment,
and get startled again when she walks out, and leans into to me.
"Well you're in for it Missy, sleeping on the job again... Divine's
going to be very cross with you.." She chuckles, "But I'm going to go
home, to practice my whipping on my new maid, just ready for when you
are mine you little bitch, and then... I'm going to sleep in my nice
warm bed, thinking of the pain you'll be in..."
"Yes Miss.. t.. thank you Miss." I reply a fake smile plastered on my
face, and watch as she stalks out... she still hasn't fixed that skirt,
and Mistress Divine hasn't bothered to point that out to her... maybe...
But I don't dare think positive thoughts right now, glancing at the
clock, I still have ten minutes to sit here and stew. I must keep awake,
I don't dare be late.. unless Mistress Divine has already called for me
and I've not noticed? Or will she call me at 8:30? Or am I supposed to
just walk in? Will that be seen as presumptuous? Oh.. I don't know what
to do!
So.. when the clock ticks round to 8:30 I'm in a right state, but have
decided to follow the letter of my instructions, and so get up and walk
to Mistress Divines door and knock gently.
"Come in Kitty." Mistress Divine's voice comes out, and she doesn't
sound angry...
I open the door and walk in to stand before her desk, hands together
looking downwards.
"Well then Kitty, Miss Black tells me you've been a bad girl and were
sleeping at your desk, is that right?"
I blush and nod, "Yes Miss Divine..."
She gets up and walks around the desk to stand before me, "Oh what a bad
little Kitty you must be, why you need a spanking... bend over and spank
yourself three times."
"Wh... yes Miss Divine." I gasp, then turn to bend over and slap myself
on the arse... making a smacking sound and making me wince.
"Oh dear kitty, not so hard, you've not been that bad." Mistress Divine
says moving a little closer so her floral scent strengthens. "Let me do
it instead..."
She gives two gentle taps.. more like strokes, to my arse then rubs it.
"You are too hard on yourself my little kitty, and a little Officer
tells me you didn't sleep much last night, is that right kitty?"
I nod again, "Yes Miss Divine."
"Oh dear... but you must have been having fun right kitty? I mean
Officer Morton is so inventive with her games isn't she?"
"Yes Miss Divine." I say, blushing feeling her still gently rubbing my
arse.
"But my little kitty needs her sleep doesn't she? So.. maybe she should
turn back to a sissy for the morning hmm? Be my little sissy kitty and
get to curl up in his nice warm basket?" Her touch is more gentle now,
"I mean.. a sleepy Miss Kitty receptionist would get into real trouble,
but Mr Kitty the sissy kitten would be allowed to sleep... which will it
be sweetheart?"
"I.. I want to be your sissy kitten, Mistress Divine." I say.. it's an
embarrassing choice, but the only one that makes sense
"Oh goody pet, now remember pussy's don't talk and they certainly don't
wear clothes, now crawl into the changing room and change into pussy cat
for me darling."
I almost reply, but instead lower myself onto all fours and crawl past
her legs, rubbing against them slightly as I do so, which makes her
chuckle. I flush and head determinedly over to the room where I was
dressed last time, fumbling a little with the door... what have I let
myself in for today?
In the room I scramble to my feet and swiftly begin to disrobe. Boots,
stockings, skirt, blouse panties, all are carelessly dropped onto the
floor, until I'm completely naked, and looking at the kitty clothes
ready for me...
This time it's a cat suit, in both meanings of the word, with paws at
the feet and hands... oh... how will I fasten it up? Firstly I step into
it, fitting my feet into the large paws at the bottom. They're solid and
force me up onto my toes, making it hard to stand, but I have to... I
work the tight suit up over my body, noticing it is almost transparent,
apart from the ginger stripes on it, and a white tint on the stomach.
What I notice next is the large tail plug which I have to force into my
arse, making me squeal.. and the hole in the front for my cock and balls
to hang out of... dammit, this is more embarrassing than before...
I zip it up as much as I can, then reach for the rest of the outfit,
before I fit my hands into the paws. Kitty ears on a headband is
expected.. and I guess the make up is for ginger stripes on my face to
match the ones on the catsuit. Then.. long cat whiskers to stick onto my
cheeks, and a kitty collar with a bell on it. There's a name tag on it,
but I can't bring myself to look at it, as I buckle the collar on.
Finally I put my hands into the arms and work my way down to the paws.
There's a little flexibility in them, which enables me to pull the suit
up over my shoulders, and the little claws, just fit the tag of the
zipper and allow me to bring it up to the collar...
I breath a sigh of relief and drop down to all fours... just like the
outfit is designed for, and get a rewarding little buzz in my arse. Oh
goody... I sigh a little then crawl back out into the room...
"What a good little kitty he is, come here kitty boi!" Mistress Divine
calls, like she's calling for a pet.. it makes me blush, but I crawl
over to her, and kneel at her feet, "Oh what an obedient little pussy
cat you are, oh yes you are!"
She continues speaking in the same tone, ruffling my hair, and I rub
against her leg in response, and make a purring noise in my throat, from
her response it's obviously the right action.
"Oh my sweet princess boi, you are a good kitty... hmm.. maybe this is
your future dear, as my pussy cat, would you like that kitty? Better
than being my sissy girl?" I stop moving confused, not wanting to
respond positively to either option, and she laughs, "Oh I'm sure you'll
decide soon enough kitty boi... now go to the corner and drink your milk
and have a nice kitty sleep in your basket..."
She points over to the corner and I crawl over there, constantly feeling
a vibration from the tail in my arse. I reach the bowl and place my face
into it and lip and sip as much of the milk as I can.. I'm feeling
really thirsty! Then crawl a little further into the basket and curl up
on the soft lining...
I... I fall asleep ridiculously easily... wondering if maybe there was
something in the milk. My dreams are sensual, Mistress Thorne is behind
me, pressing my naked body against the window, her hand reaching round
to play with my cock... to pump it, to toy with it, to make me cum...
And I wake to feel myself shuddering and spurting with climax, a
delicate gloved hand pumping on my cock. "Y.. your Kitty has cum
Mistress."
"Well done Lenore sweety, did you catch it all?"
"I.. I'm just milking the last drops now Mistress." Lenore says firmly
pumping my penis a few more times. "He's very... productive."
"I know dear... but don't worry, I'm sure one day soon he'll agree to
having that little toy locked up." Mistress Divine is speaking, raising
her voice, I guess she's at her desk. "Now let kitty have his kibble and
milk, then he can go join Thorne's class, why she's having another so
soon I don't know."
Lenore attaches a pink leash to my collar and tugs, and I slowly uncurl,
returning to all fours. Lenore is still in a frilly sissy dress, and
stripey stockings. Of course crawling does not give me the best view,
and I don't want to antagonise her or break role by looking up.
In the corner there is a fresh bowl of milk and another with what look
worryingly like cat treats, little brown cubes of dried food.... that
smell of fish. I guess she senses my reluctance as there's a jerk on the
leash. "Come on kitty, nice treats... no leaving until you've eaten..."
I rock back onto my knees, kneeling up and looking around, wondering
what to do...
"Mistress he's not eating his food!" Lenore whines, her attitude
completely different to the commanding supervisor she was a few days
ago.
"Then pour Kitty's special sauce over it sweety, and if kitty still
won't eat it, we'll have to give him a little jolt from his collar.
You'd like that wouldn't you Lenore?"
"Oh yes..." Lenore says sounding satisfied, then kneels down beside me
and starts to pour my fresh cum over the treats, "Eat up kitty or Miss
Lenore gets to train you..."
It's disgusting, but.. I return to all fours and carefully take one of
the kitty treats, one that's barely touched by my cum, and take it into
my mouth... it's not exactly pleasant, but I think it's actually human
food rather than cat food... flushing I start to tuck in, squirming and
moaning, hating the experience, but fearing the consequences if I don't
obey. At least the milk taste's like normal milk.. rich creamy milk but
perfectly drinkable... and before too long I've finished.
I sense Lenore's disappointment that I didn't need to be punished, and
wonder if that counts as a victory? I doubt any option really does in
this outfit...
"What a good boi Lenore darling, and what a good kitty." Mistress Divine
says walking up and looking down at me, "Such a pretty kitty boi aren't
you?"
I.. fell even more embarrassed, then mew, oh shit what am I doing? All
for the chance to catch up on some sleep....
"Happy kitty boi's purr sweetly and they rub against their owners
legs..." Mistress Divine suggests, and I lower my head and mew again
before crawling over and rubbing my body against her legs, trying to
purr in my throat...
I can feel she smoothness of her hose through my catsuit, and it does
feel kind of good... and I start to get aroused again... do I really
enjoy being treated like this that much?
"Oh my, we have a happy kitty boi again," Mistress Divine's voice
continues, "But sadly, it's time to say goodbye to kitty for now... the
uniform for today's class is in the changing room together with
instructions. Take my Kitty in there and strip him Lenore, then come
back.. I have work for you..."
"Yes my Mistress." Lenore says with a curtsy, then leads me to the
changing room again.
Once inside her manner changes, and she turns to face me, "Listen you
little bitch, don't go telling any of your friends about this, I am
still a supervisor!"
I look up and blink, like I would tell anyone about the way I've spent
this morning? "No Miss Lenore." I reply, it seems safest.
"Good." She reaches down and unfastens the collar, and lowers the zip on
the suit. "Now stand up, I do not want to be late for Mistress."
I force myself upright, no easy task in this suit and allow her to pull
it away from my shoulders and down to my legs. She even kneels to pull
out the tail plug and help me step out of the heavy awkward paws. "Thank
you Miss Lenore."
"Hmm... at least you don't have an attitude problem like your little
friend, she is so going to get it when her Mistress tires of her.."
There's a chuckle in that sentence, which makes me go cold inside.
I want to ask more, but Lenore is already leaving, and I take the
opportunity to remove the cat ears, whiskers and wash my face... I also
rinse my mouth out several times to remove the taste of cum... is it
better that it's my own rather than someone else's?
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