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I don't want to think about that, and so I turn to the pile of clothing,
a very different uniform to last time. There's a laminated note card on
top of the pile and I read through carefully.
"Dear Schoolgirl,
Congratulations, you have made it to the second class. Please be aware
that from now on instructions will only get harder and punishments
stricter. Today's class is all about your ability to follow
instructions.
Make up must be applied as follows: Lip gloss applied heavily to the
lips, eye-liner must ring the entire eye, and false lashes should be
applied correctly. For those of you without freckles a pen has been
provided to draw them on. The eye-shadow provided must be applied
heavily.
You must wear your hair in two ponytails on either side of your head,
extensions have been provided for those girls who require them. Also for
those that require them, false nails have been provided. After all these
have been applied put on your uniform and present yourself outside the
class room, you will then be lead on a tour around the offices, any
uniform failures during this trip will be noted and marked as demerits.
When you return to the class room, you will enter one by one, curtsey at
the front of the class, and go to your desk ready for the lesson. There
will be a treat at your desk ready for you. DO NOT touch it until the
teacher instructs otherwise."
Okay.. so another school test. I look at the uniform pile... which looks
smaller than last time.. and pink and white. I reach out then check the
note... the make up section is first, I wonder...
I decide to do the make-up first, starting with the candy pink lip
gloss. I can feel the heavy coat on my lips, and taste it's sweet cherry
flavour. Next the eye-liner with the thick black pencil.. I extend it a
little at the corners of my eye, I.. I'm guessing we're going for the
schoolgirl slut this time, and that look seems to work. The false
eyelashes aren't too long, but do appear to have glitter in them which
is kinda distracting, but at least I don't have to apply any false
freckles...
The eye shadow is also candy pink, but in a range of shades. I apply it
heavily to my upper lids, fading it out a little at the sides to stop it
being completely ridiculous, and put some of the paler shadow under my
eyes... making them stand out even more... I think that works. Now my
hair, big bunchies? I don't need extensions again, but I guess they
could do with being a little longer for this look. Fastening them up
with pink ribbons, tied into bows, does make them look like the work of
a schoolgirl though. Next on the list are the false nails, something I'd
really rather not wear, and would certainly rather put on after
dressing, but I go with my hunch and carefully glue on the nails, candy
pink as well...
Next I dig out the panties, tiny white thong panties which give me a
tight wedgie, and bulge around my balls. Next a suspender belt.. in
black. I shudder, I hate non matching lingerie.. but.. given everything
else that's not the thing to get upset about... also it's far too large,
remembering me of early furtive purchases before my transformation, when
I had no clue as to my size. Blushing I decide to do what I did then and
pull it really tight and knot it. It's going to be uncomfortable, but
it's not going to fall down. Perhaps warned by this I check out the
suspender tabs themselves.. they seen poorly made, in fact the hoop on
one is already broken...
Ah.. but I have glue! I carefully dab a bit of the nail glue on the hoop
and hold it together, praying it doesn't dissolve the plastic or
something.. no it seems to be alright. With the inch long nails I'm ever
so, ever so careful as I roll up the cheap black stockings and hook them
to the tabs. Even the seam is straight... Next the black push up bra,
this is clearly too small.. I wonder if they took our cup size last
lesson to make sure this was the wrong size? I manage to squeeze into
it, but it's embarrassing.. my breasts look at least 2 cup sizes bigger,
and as if they're about to pop out... And the tiny, short sleeved white
blouse does not help, with the black bra clearly visible through the
thin material.
Nearly done.. next are some white knee socks, that feel like they'll
have a hard time staying up on the smooth nylon of the stockings and
some Mary-janes with a heavy 3' platform and 5" heel. I wrap the pink
plaid skirt around my waist and fasten it before straightening out the
lil pleats, and registering it doesn't begin to cover the stocking tops,
and will flip up at any opportunity. Finally I slip my arms into the
straps of an old fashioned leather satchel so it sits high on my
shoulders. There's a stuffed toy poking out, a white teddy, with a ball
gag, and its' limbs chained to the corners of the satchel with mini-
cuffs. Okay.. so.. I guess they are using my answers from the sheet...
I look in the mirror and blush, even as my cock stiffens in it's little
panty-prison, I look hot and slutty, a totally over the top slutty
schoolgirl sissy... and I guess it's time to go.
I walk out of the room into Mistress Divine's office and curtsey. "Thank
you for letting me dress, Mistress Divine."
She looks at me and grins. "That's no problem princess, and I think you
should hurry.. I think your class is getting ready for its field
trip..."
"Yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine!" I squeak with another
curtsey, and hurry out of the office.
There's a clutch of other girls dressed almost identically to me,
milling around outside the door to the room we used as a class room. All
of the bra's seem to be too tight, and several of the girls suspenders
have failed. I also notice each of their satchels contains one or two
stuffed toys showing their sexual fantasies... it's like we're carrying
a sign! Mind you, most of them don't seem to mind...
I spot Dianne glaring at me, big fake freckles on her cheeks, and her
keeping her back pack facing away from me.. I wonder what she's got on
there?
No time to really wonder as Mistress Thorne arrives, in the same school
teacher outfit as yesterday and holds up a clip board. "Good afternoon
sissy schoolgirls"
"Good Afternoon Mistress Thorne," we chorus.
She nods and smiles, "Now today we are going to tour the premises.. well
most of them. We will see reception, the gym, the harem, the salon,
security, and finally the fashion house. You already know the office,
and the medical section I'm sure.. and we'll leave out the perfumery for
today, Divine is cooking something up in there. Now as I call out your
names, I want you to respond, so I know which of you sluts is still with
us..."
"Alison?" she calls out, to be met with silence. "Alison? No.. not
here.. oh dear what a shame. Well, next... Angel?"
"Here Mistress Thorne," I reply holding up my hand to the amusement of
the others.
All Mistress Thorne does is check her list and nod, before proceeding to
the next name... I was hoping for something more, but... I guess I
shouldn't get any special treatment. I.. I do hope she still wants that
real world date tonight... Not that I look like the sort of person who
would have a proper date right now.
With the roll-call finished she leads us across the office, most of the
other 'schoolgirls' giggling as they go along, and occasionally teasing
the 'girls' still at their desks. I can't help feeling if they flunk
this class, that action is going to come back to haunt them...
We reach the big double doors into reception, and Mistress orders two of
the girls to hold the doors open and then leads the rest of us through.
When we're all stood inside she gestures to the woman behind the desk,
the same one who has greeted me, and all the other girls every Monday.
"Thank you Mistress Thorne, and hello girls, my name is Miss Melody,"
she says in a sweet voice.
Of course we all chorus back, "Good Afternoon Miss Melody." though this
does cause a fit of giggles in some of the girls... a glance at Mistress
Thorne shows she's marking that off on the clipboard.
"I can see you've been well trained girls," Miss Melody says smiling,
she's pretty, slim, with long black hair, pale skin, and a smart
professional skirt suit. "And after only one class... well done."
"Thank you Miss Melody," we chorus, and this time there's no giggling. I
guess even the dumb girls have registered Mistress Thorne and her
clipboard.
"Now.. you've all come here, before haven't you?" Miss Melody says, it's
a rhetorical question, but a couple of the girls start to answer, then
trail off. "We also maintain other receptions for different areas of the
business, it's my girls you'll see in the salon, for example, and at the
gym. Only girls who can put on a professional demeanour can work in
reception."
Miss Melody smiles again as she scans us, picking out a couple of us
with her gaze, including me... and giving me a smile. "Also our very
best receptionists get hired out by other companies as eye-candy
receptionists. Most of them really enjoy such postings, and a couple of
girls have even left us permanently for them."
Okay... so this is one area for advancement, but leaving the company?
And greeting normal people? Not something that appeals to me, and Miss
Melody seems familiar somehow...
"My job is to train these girls, to ensure you are all properly greeted
each week, except for those of you who don't leave." She gives another
smile directed at a couple of the older 'girls' "And I monitor some of
the security cameras, and have a direct hotline to security.. so don't
you go misbehaving girls."
Mistress Thorne scans the class. "Well then girls, say thank you to Miss
Melody, and we'll be on our way."
"Thank you Miss Melody," we chorus and she smiles back.
"You're quite welcome girls, now run along..."
Mistress Thorne heads off along the corridor and we tramp after her. A
quick glimpse back wards shows Miss Melody watching our retreating forms
intently... I think she's enjoying the sight of us. She also notices me
turning and winks! I turn back immediately and follow the rest of the
crowd.
Next is the gym, vacant for now, but bringing back uncomfortable
memories... Diane looks at me and grins, as we halt.
"Now class, this is the client's gym, mostly for rich young men who
fancy themselves. Put up your hands if you've been here before..." Diane
and I raise our hands as well as a couple of the other girls. Mistress
Thorne nods then with a nasty little grin adds, "And keep your hand up
if you came here as a client yourself?"
My hand drops like a stone, as do the other's until there's one girl,
asian in appearance, with her hand in the air and looking incredibly
embarrassed... Oh, she must have come here like 'Master' James... I sort
of feel sorry for her, until I notice the bulge that is tenting the
front of her skirt.. she's loving this attention.
Mistress Thorne also finds it amusing, "Sometimes girls get requested to
come and observe the young men here, and sometimes to use the equipment.
Apparently it amuses and arouses some men to see a scantily clad sissy
struggling vainly to lift a weight he can easily handle... Very
occasionally we get female clients in here, but it's not their main area
of interest. Now.. I doubt you need to see the pool and I don't want to
risk you pushing each other in..."
Oh shit... Diane giggles and I blush crimson, I wonder who knows...
probably everyone... that was so embarrassing. I move my hands to the
front of my skirt, feeling it start to tent itself... Mistress Thorne
must know about that.. which means that little comment was directed at
me... Is it right that being targeted for humiliation arouses me?
"So lets go to the harem. and I know some of you work here in your
evenings off. But for the rest.. this will be an education. Well unless
you used to frequent bordellos before you came here..."
The very thought of the Harem makes me nervous, as we scurry to it, but
it's not as bad as I feared. Okay there's rooms with a sissy posing in
the window, like I've heard they do in Amsterdam, and a large room with
scantily clad sissy's posing seductively over various pieces of
expensive furniture. Some of them look at us disdainfully, others slack
jawed, and a number with outright lust... the way one dark skinned
whore licks her lips as she looks at me, makes me blush..
"Well there you go, the Harem, a great place to pick up extra pennies of
you don't mind spreading your legs or opening your mouth to whoever pays
for you. And they are not all hot studs sissies... and you do not want
to know what happens to our whores who say no to a client..." Mistress
scans the crowd of nervous sissies. "But Mistress Raven is involved..."
There's some nervous gasps, and one girl looks like she's going to pee
herself. Mistress Thorne gives a satisfied smile. "Well then... I think
we can call this area done, lets go to the salon. I know several of you
have been there..."
She leads off and again we file along behind her, round the corridors to
the large pink area that denotes the salon. There's a bored receptionist
chewing bubble gum looking away from us as we enter. She glances round,
and sneers at us, then gasps as she sees mistress Thorne and the bubble
bursts over her face.
"H.. hello Mistress Thorne.." she stammers wiping the gum off her face.
"You were expecting us?" Mistress Thorne asks, but it's not really a
question.
"Of course Mistress, the public doors have been locked. Which rooms do
you wish to inspect?"
Mistress Thorne looks at us, and grins, "I think you all know what a
beauty salon is like right,Hands up sissies who's already been here for
a makeover?"
I raise my hand, as do most of the class, and Mistress Thorne scans over
us. "You can all wait here, like good little cock-teases, we won't be
long."
She leads the handful of girls off into one of the rooms, not 'my' room
though. The others start to gossip and I feel a little left out then see
Diane looking at me and grinning, 'Monday bitch' she mouths and I
shiver, I did not want to be reminded of my impending 'date' with her...
Then I feel someone pinch my pantied arse! I squeal and turn to see
Kendra who smiles and leans in and kisses my open mouth. "Nice to see
you honey."
I blush, and whisper, "Thanks..." which makes her giggle.
"See you Monday honey, your fourth hot date! You are one popular sissy
sweetheart!" Kendra smiles, probably forgetting those hot dates weren't
really my idea...
But she's nice and I smile. "Thank you Kendra."
"Don't thank me, it's a joy to work on you, and that gorgeous cock of
yours." She blushes and leans in and with a clearly audible whisper
asks, "Is it back working properly again?"
I blush crimson and feel my cock stiffen, making me bring my hands down
to cover it. "Yes!" I squeak.
Mistress Thorne is back, and I hear a stage cough. "If you've finished
embarrassing my pupil?"
Kendra blushes and giggles, curtsying to Mistress Thorne, her tiny pink
uniform dress riding up to show her panties, "Yes Mistress Thorne, sorry
Mistress Thorne.. but she's just so delightful..."
I blush even more, and my cock springs almost fully erect. I glance at
Mistress Thorne who gives me a knowing look. "Isn't she just? But now
she has to go, maybe you can play with her another day..."
"Oh that would be fun!" Kendra says smiling, and clapping her hands
together. "Thank you Mistress Thorne, see you soon Angel!"
She leans in and gives me a peck on the cheek before hurrying off. I
bring one hand up to where she kissed me and blush some more...
"If you've quite finished stroking yourself bitch, we have to move on?"
Mistress Thorne says, and I snatch away the hand that has been resting
in my cock. "Excellent, at least you can follow simple orders. And now
onto the part I know some of you are really looking forward to..
security"
There's more giggling and blushing from our slutty little group as we
traipse back through the office to the large security department at the
back of the building. Two large male security guards hold open the doors
for us and leer as we go through. Mistress Thorne barely acknowledges
them as she struts through, but we all curtsy and say thank you.. some
of the girls suspenders snapping as they do so...
"Wait here class, I'm going to speak to the captain and see if he has
time to speak to you all." Mistress Thorne says, "Be good little sissies
whilst I'm gone or there will be trouble."
"Yes Mistress Thorne," comes the chorus, and I take the opportunity to
look around.
Inside there are a few desks, a couple of offices, a large breakout
room, a small gym.. a room with an open door and a number of camp beds
on it.. and about thirty male security guards. They seem to split into a
few types, some almost completely ignore us, some look at us furtively,
embarrassed or ashamed to be interested, more look at us appreciatively,
but the last group, six of them come up and start chatting to the girls.
I lean back against the wall, squishing my bondage teddy, watching
quietly as the others flirt and tease the men... although a couple look
ready to drop to their knees right now... I suppose, from an impartial
point of view, all the guards are pretty fit and look pretty strong. I
don't think most of them are attractive, not like Dale, but then what do
I know about men being attractive?
But I just thought of Dale as attractive? What gives? I'm not into
boys... I'm really not!
I'm so trapped in thought that I don't realise what's going on until a
shadow falls across me, and I look up to see a security guard looming
over me.
"Hi!" I squeak looking up at him.
He rests one arm on the wall next to my head and smiles down at me, "Hi
yourself cutie."
I blush furiously, looking away, then glancing back up to see him still
there.. shit that looks like I'm flirting.
"So what's a real girl doing with all these sissies?" he asks, a blatant
pick up line as I'm sure my cock is still making a little tent...
"'m not a real girl..." I whisper, cheeks ruby red, wondering why this
is getting to me so much
The guard grins. "Are you sure? I don't believe you... I think I need to
check."
I gasp, but before I can do anything sensible his hand is between my
legs, under my skirt and softly squeezing my balls.
"Sir!" I gasp, humiliated, praying for Mistress Thorne's return. "Please
stop that!"
He chuckles, "Of course cutie, just as soon as I've proved it's real..."
I gasp as he runs his hand up and down my shaft, and reach down to try
and push his hand away.. which does nothing! He continues to pet me,
until one of the girls calls to him in a sulky voice, "Stop playing with
her Officer, she's just a dirty lezzie tramp, she only does other
sissies..."
"Really?" The guard says with a raised eyebrow, glancing back to me. I
nod and he gives an exaggerated sigh, and turns back to the other sissy.
"Well come over here and give her a snog then..."
"Certainly officer," she says blowing him a kiss, then walking up to me.
Trapped against the wall there's nothing I can do as she leans forward
and kisses me on the lips, one hand comes up and she pinches my nipple,
making me squeal, and allowing her to slip her tongue in... I groan at
the fruit taste of her lipstick and then gasp as she pulls away.
"See officer? Just a lezzie tramp, she's just horny 'cause we look so
hot." The girl licks her lips. "But I'm just horny because I'm
surrounded by studs like you..."
She leans into him, thrusting her breasts out, pouting.. and there's a
little tearing sound and her bra gives way, letting her large breasts
pop out... she squeals in surprise and the guard laughs.
"D.. don't be mean officer..." she whimpers and he laughs some more,
making her burst into tears and run off.
"Stupid sissy." He grins watching her go, then looks back at me, "And
you? Let me know when you realise you can't be satisfied with your silly
sissy friends, and I'll show you what your body was meant to do..."
He's moving away, as the doors open and Mistress Thorne and a very
muscular middle aged man in uniform steps out of the main office. The
man scans the crowd smiling and frowning in turns at the behaviour
before him. I can hear the unmistakeable sound of flies being done up...
and sissies scrambling to their feet.
"Well then, I suppose I should introduce myself. I am the Captain of
Security, Captain Mackay, and it's my job to see all you pretty things
are safe and secure in our little world." He says with a strong irish
accent, "And I also have to make an apology to one of you, who was sadly
molested by a rogue guard last week. Tell me which one of you is Angel?"
Oh fuck....
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