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I look down, look at my hands, my elegant gloved hands. "I was the only
boy in my family, with a couple of older sisters... who, because they
were older were better than me at everything we did. I.. I think at some
point I decided that girls were better and.. I wanted to be one so I
could be better. I guess no one picked up on this.. but as a kid I was
cute, the other kids parents would comment on how lovely my hair was,
how it was wasted on a boy... that it would be lovely hair on a girl."
I shudder slightly. "This confused me even more, a.. and gave all the
other boys a reason to pick on me... I was the little bullied kid at
school. But.. when I got home, sometimes... I'd sneak into my sisters
rooms and wear their clothes their uniforms... pretend I was a girl."
I flush even more, glad my face is covered by my hair. "I kept doing
this secretly until p.. puberty.. I wasn't short, but I was.. skinny..
delicate... I guess a little feminine. My eldest sister had gone away to
college so... I had free reign to use her room as.. a giant dressing up
box.. so I did..."
I glance up to see Mistress Thorne looking at me, her chin resting on
her hands as she leans forwards. "Please.. go on.."
"Well.. one time, I knew everyone else would be out of the house for
hours.. various work or after school activities... a.. and I took my
chance. I snuck into my older sisters room, determined to do the best
dress up I could. I... I didn't have much body hair, so that was okay..
and I put on her slinkiest pair of panties, t.. they felt so good on my
cock... I went rock hard... I.. I nearly came at that... But then I
controlled myself.. I knew the.. the cross-dressing was a.. a sexual
thing for me as well.. but I didn't want to spoil it..."
"Fumbling fingers as I put on the bra and stuffed it with some balled up
socks, then I eased some barely black tights up my legs... I.. I've
always found that colour so sexy... Next her pleated gym s.. skirt, I..
I was trembling so much, it all felt so good, s.. so naughty and so
right.. I realised that the risk of doing it was adding to my thrill.
I.. I put on her school blouse as well, leaving it open at the neck, and
forced my feet into a pair of her heels," I shiver, getting aroused at
the memory, feeling my trapped little friend trying to harden between my
legs. "T.. that was as far as I normally went.. but I had time... I'd
been letting my hair grow a bit, so I styled it as best I could, t..
then the brightest lipstick I could find, blusher, blue eye-shadow,
mascara.. I.. I was so horny."
"That doesn't sound so unusual honey," Mistress Thorne says softly. "And
I'm sure you looked lovely..."
"I.. I think I looked like a cheap tart.. but I didn't think so then. I
also r.. remembered my mum had some clip on earrings and a chocker that
would go, so.. I walked to her room to get them," I tremble now
squirming at the memory. "I.. I was just clipping the earrings on when I
heard a voice from downstairs calling 'Is anyone home?"
"Oh my." Mistress Thorne sounds slightly sympathetic, but also amused.
"I hadn't locked my front door.. and it was o.. one of my few school
friends come to call." I look Mistress Thorne in the eye. "I didn't
fancy him or anything.. I don't, well usually don't feel attracted to
boys, but I was so scared but almost mindless with arousal..."
I whimper softly, as the waiter places our entr?es before us with a bow,
before walking off... relieved I reach for my fork, but Mistress Thorne
lightly grasps my wrist. "Oh no Angela, you can't stop there.. what
happened?"
"I bolted across the landing and into the bath room and locked the
door... praying he would go away, but of course he'd heard me running in
the heels. He called out my name and I could hear he was at the bottom
of the stairs... and that he'd know it was me. I called out saying I was
on the loo.. and he said that was okay, he'd wait for me in my room,
like we'd normally do," I squirm. "I.. I started to wipe off the make
up, and strip, but realised.. I had none of my clothes in there.. and..
I was so hard... The fear of discovery and humiliation was s.. so
arousing to me.. I started to stroke my cock through the tights and
panties imagining what might happen, and I came... in my sisters
panties..."
I swallow, and Mistress Thorne releases my wrist as I take a needed
drink of my wine. "Then I calmed down, enough to think.. stripped,
washed my face as much as I could, leaving the borrowed clothes in the
washing basket, then walked out with a towel around my waist and very
nervously into my room and my friend."
"Did he suspect?" Mistress Thorne asks, softly.
"Sort of.. he thought I'd been masturbating.. we were teenage boys after
all, and he thought I might have used my sisters panties.. he'd
suggested something similar, but I don't think he suspected the cross
dressing. I... it was a while before I got found out."
"Really?" she says. "Do tell... after the starter."
"Yes M.. Miss," I say, feeling flushed, nervous, embarrassed and
horny... knowing she knows that I am just adds to it. I can barely taste
the food which is a shame as it looks exquisite.
"Well then, do go on," Mistress Thorne says, placing her knife and fork
neatly at the side of her plate.
"Well.. I continued to dress, a bit more cautiously, kinda developing an
understanding of why I cross dressed. That I did it because I wanted to
be a girl, that I did it because I loved the feel of the clothes, that
it was sexual too, it made me horny and the thrill of doing something
forbidden... every time I tried to stop, well..," My blush returns. "It
only made it worse... then one time my parents came home unexpectedly
and.. I hid in the loo, but.. they figured it out. They didn't see me
dressed, and let me undress before I came out.. they handed me my jeans,
but then there was a long talk... it was embarrassing and not sexy at
all, and I tried to deny everything.. but.. well they took me to the
family doctor.. and I sort of told the truth..."
"What advice did he give? Did it lead to your transition?"
"No.. not exactly... or not directly," I shake my head. "He asked if I
was gay, and I said no, so he prescribed aversion therapy... if I got my
own clothes and dressed up and showed it to my parents, I'd be so
humiliated that I'd never do it again... you can see the flaw in that
plan, right?"
She gives a little laugh. "I can indeed, I'm sorry Angela, that must
have been horrid."
I shrug. "Not exactly, they gave me a catalogue and a budget and told me
to order something to wear and you know... it was like being a kid in a
candy store. Y.. you know what sissies are like?" she nods smiling, and
I blush again. "I settled on a basque and stockings, the highest heels I
could fine, a tight little black dress and a make-up kit. I had such
mixed feelings after, I so wanted them to arrive, but.. I didn't want to
wear them in front of my parents... and I.. I made the wrong choices."
"Why were they wrong?"
"The end outfit was too slutty.. the dress was too short to cover the
stocking tops, and.. I forgot to order panties... and I overdid the
make-up. I dressed up ready to show my parents and.. had to borrow my
sisters panties to hide my cock... Then I went on display. I had to
spend an hour with them like that.. it was so tense, so.. horrid, I felt
like a freak... afterwards we agreed that I'd never dress up again."
"And how long did that promise last?"
"About a month, maybe two.. and then I was back at it, and I think they
knew, but as long as I was discreet, they never mentioned it... after
that, and a few other close escapes... I sought out proper counselling..
decided w.. what I really wanted and.. well eventually emigrated and
came here.. and well you know.."
She nods. "Do your parents and sisters know?"
I nod looking out to sea, and I can feel a tear rolling down my cheek
"Yeah they know.. they don't approve really but.. they don't hate me,
they still talk to me on occasion, mostly they send letters as my... my
new voice upsets my mother. Of course.. they just think I'm living as a
girl... not as a... well you know.."
Mistress Thorne grins, then takes my hand and slowly strokes it. "I
know.. and thank you Angela, thank you for sharing."
I smile back and use the napkin to wipe my tears away. "I.. it's Angel,
Miss."
She nods. "I understand.. now, are you ready for my deep dark secret?"
"Is.. is there actually one?" I reply, nervously.
"Not like yours... but.. there is something," she says, with a slight
hint of nerves, which is reassuring in a way, it shows she's human...
"Go on..," I say intrigued.
"Well... I have two brothers, one older, one younger," she grins. "When
I was about seven I started to dress my little brother up in my clothes.
He became my living doll..."
"Oh," I gasp, then wonder why this should surprise me.
She shrugs. "My parents didn't mind we were only little kids, and
besides it stopped when I was ten... though it wasn't exactly, err.. a
pleasant ending..."
She pauses. "He decided he didn't want to do it any more.. I wanted to
keep dressing him up. We fought, like siblings do, no holds barred. I
was a year older, but.. well he really wanted me to stop. I.. I got on
top and started choking him, I was only a kid, didn't know what I was
doing... in desperation he grabbed something and..."
She pauses. "Stabbed me."
I gasp ready to speak but she holds up one hand slightly turning away.
"No.. no sympathy, I really deserved it, I nearly killed him.. as it
was..."
She moves her hand and lifts her hair away from the eye it covers and
opens it... there's a white orb with no pupil, and I shudder slightly.
"Oh Miss..."
She lets the hair drop, and her tone hardens "Do not tell anyone."
"Of course not," I reply. "And Miss.. I.."
"If you say you're sorry, I will take you over my knee and spank you
right now!" she says. "And anyway.. I screamed my parents came in and it
was all over via trip to hospital. He had massive bruising on his
throat, I had an eye patch... and we made up. We became very close after
that, and he never dressed again.. just as well he's really not the
femme type any more"
I look at her trying to find a way to break the tension, then raise my
hand, she raised her eyebrow in return. "What is it Angel?"
"That spanking thing? Is it a promise Miss?" I say with a blushing grin
and she laughs, the tension broken.
"Perhaps..." she says, as the main course arrives, she looks at it and
smiles. "And this looks almost as tasty as you do my Angel."
I blush, and blush even more as I see the waiters response to that
comment, but I can't leave it at that. "Thank you Mistress."
The waiter is blushing more than me now, Mistress Thorne is amused, and
I think a little aroused, especially when the waiter stammers out "D..
do you wish for any additional condiments?"
"No.. I think I already have enough sauce at the table," she replies and
waves the young man away.. as he leaves she leans in. "Don't you think
he'd make a sweet girl?"
I blush. "I.. err.. maybe?"
She laughs again, then looks at me. "So... my next question, do you
still want to be mine?"
I can sense there's a nervous tension behind that question.. and she's
opened her self up to me, made herself vulnerable in a way, but... "Yes
Mistress, I.. I do..."
She smiles and the tension in her body slips out. "Excellent, and a free
answer for you Angel, I'm most definitely still interested in you, so
next question?"
"When did you start, or restart I guess, dominating and dressing boys..
and when did it become, you know a.. a sexual thing?"
"Well... it all re-started when I was about 15," she says this time
smiling, I guess it's a happy reminiscence. "And.. well I was close with
my younger brother, but my older brother who was.. what, 17, was a
dick.. he called his girlfriend a 'a bitch' and a 'sexy piece of meat'
to her face, and worse when she wasn't around... and made comments about
the other girls in his class, and my friends when they came round.. he
letched at them terribly."
"So you dressed him up?" I ask, intrigued.
"Not... exactly," she grins. "See.. he was a jock, you know? Key player
in the football team, very popular, and the whole crowd were like that?
Well one of them.. not a member of the team, a scrawny little bigot was
worse that the rest of them."
She gives a languid shrug. "Looking back on it, he was trying to be
tough, be one of the jocks, trying to over compensate. At the time I
just thought he was the biggest ass hole on the planet..."
"Most importantly he came over to spend time with my big brother.. and
perved at me if he could when he did so, and he was perfect for a little
transformation. I got a lot of things set up for him.. with a little
help from my friends... he really was unpopular with the girls."
She grins even more now. "So.. I got two packs of beer in, you know, the
type where there's a normal and a lo alcohol version... and when he came
over to wait for my brother, I offered him a beer. We started drinking
together and as expected he put the moves on me, and instead of telling
him to fuck off like normal, I kept giving him little come ons..
pretending to be shy but interested."
I giggle and she frowns. "Sorry Mistress, but the idea of you being shy
and.. it..."
She smiles. "Well I was only 15 remember, I've developed my style since
then. Anyway... after a few more beers he was getting tipsy, so I
started the next part of my plan. I took him up to my room, after
getting him an extra drink from my parents liquor cabinet.. he followed
me like a drooling puppy.. I was in my school uniform at the time. In my
room I asked him to strip... which he did worryingly quickly.. and then
went over all shy and scared again."
"Then.. and this was where it could all have gone wrong, I said.. if he
put on an item of my clothing, I'd take off one. I did in such a
nervous, sexy scared tone he was practically drooling.. then I slowly
reached up under my school skirt and pulled down my panties, saying "Y..
you can start with these if you want," she laughs. "I knew he wanted to
get into my panties but... he pulled them on, blushing a bit, his cock
so hard... I remember saying that he must like the feel. He blushed and
asked what was next.. I pulled out my sports bra and handed it to him,
then helped him put it on.. then undid my tie and took it off... oh and
yeah.. I made that sexy."
"Then I stuffed with some 'chicken fillets' so it looked like he had a
small cleavage... then I gave him a pair of over the knee cheerleaders
socks, for some reason god knows why, I'd been on the team for a couple
of months, whilst I took off my shiny mary-janes. I remember wiggling my
feet at him and asking him if he wanted a sniff..."
"You are were a tease then as well Mistress?" I ask and she laughs.
"Oh yes.. I was.. learning my skills shall we say. Next I passed him my
cheer leading pumps, whilst I slowly rolled down my knee high socks,"
she smiles. "Then it started to really swing my way.. see I got him to
wear my cheer top, whilst I took of my blouse, and my cheer skirt whilst
I took of my school one. However I was wearing a pair of bike shorts and
a gym top underneath so I was dressed like I was going to the gym, and
he was in full cheerleader uniform."
"Well at that moment.. as planned I heard the door open, and my younger
brother call out. He knew all about this and was part of the plan. The
guy, of course flipped, and started to strip.. I shushed him, pretending
to be scared as well... saying he'd freak if he found him in my room and
the only option was to continue and make him look like a cheerleader."
She looks me in the eye. "It took about 5 minutes to fit the wig, apply
make-up and perfume, almost like I'd been practising. When my little
brother came in it looked like there were too girls there... my new
friend was quite convincing. 'oh wow sis.. you back in the cheer-leading
team? Is this one of your friends? Hi.. can I have a date?"
"Well he blushed and whispered a response, and nothing would satisfy my
little brother but that we came down and played a video game with him..
or he'd tell mum we'd been drinking. So my new friend Chrissie and I
joined him downstairs, and played video games until, a few minutes
before my older brother was due, my little brother left. I took the
opportunity to fill Chrissie glass a few more times, and get one ready
for my brother.. and then made out with her a little, getting 'her' all
excited. In fact we were still making out when my big brother walked
in... and paused. 'What the fuck is this siss?' He shouted and I
blushed, 'This is Chrissie. she came here to see you.' 'Hmm... and you
thought you'd have a pop you little lesbo?' were his charming words to
me, and I could tell he'd been drinking too, 'fuck that would have been
so hot if you weren't my sister.. now fuck off and let me talk to
Chrissie' Well what could I do? I left with a re-assuring look at
Chrissie and ran out to get the video camera... I could hear 'Chrissie'
trying to fend off my brothers big hands in her breathy whisper.. and I
started filming through a crack in the door."
"It seemed Chrissie and my brother had made an informal truce.. as long
as he kept away from her crotch and breasts, his hands could roam.. and
they started kissing. Now Chrissie was reluctant at first, really
uncomfortable, and I was about to walk in and.. well do the big reveal
when," Mistress Thorne gives me a big grin. "She gave this sigh and
began to really respond to my brother, kissing him hard, moaning like a
slut. It was obscene... but hot too... and I figured out a couple of
very important things. The reason 'Chrissie' always followed my brother
about was because he had a crush on him.. all those things he said were
trying to impress him. Oh I guess he liked girls as well, but.. well
when I dressed him, I think I was.. pushing at an open door. And it
confirmed that I found guys dressed as girls sexy... especially
submissive ones... and Chrissie was submissive. It wasn't long before he
was between my brothers legs, pulling down the zipper and sucking his
cock.. I was.. well the hand not holding the camcorder was down the
front of my shorts and my fingers were sticky... and I wanted that sissy
boy between my legs..."
"S.. so what happened?" I asked, barely noticing that our main has been
taken away and dessert served. "Did your brother find out?"
"Oh yes. After the blow job, cum still on his lips, Chrissie broke down
in tears... my brother, a little dopey from cumming asked what was
wrong. Chrissie said, and this still amazes me, that 'she' had a secret,
and that 'she' really had the hots for my brother and if he could accept
her secret, he could fuck her in the ass..."
"Wow.." I gasp
"Yeah.. so obviously my brother nodded, and 'Chrissie' confessed. He
told my brother who he was, that he'd never dressed before, but loved
being a girl for my him, and that he'd be his bitch... Shit that boy was
repressed. My brother's face went from angry to confused to angry again,
and then lustful.. 'So if I keep your dirty little secret, you'll come
over, dress as my bitch and suck me off whenever I want?' 'Oh yes'
Chrissie replied, 'and let you fuck my ass...'" My brother grinned,
'Right then slut.. I want you in my bed, ass up right now.. I have an
ass to fuck.' Then he turned to the door, 'and my sister can get us some
lube.. as she's been watching the whole thing'"
"Really?" I gasp amazed. "Really?"
"Oh yeah.. I still have the tape, I might even show it to you sometime.
Apart from my little brother we're all kinky fuck-ups in my family," she
sighs. "It all worked out in the end as well.. my big brother liked
Chrissie so much he broke up with his girlfriend, and when he moved out
he shared a house with Chrissie Chrissie found out about the company..
and began her proper transformation. She even got me my first job.. I
worked in the bar at the 'hotel' which Divine has had you staying at."
"Really?" I say.
"Angel do try and get a grip, yes really. It's common starting place
for would be supervisors there.. gives them a taste of the life-style.
I think it was pretty clear where my skills lay, because I got moved to
the supervisors role very shortly afterwards. And Chrissie? Well she and
my brother have decided to keep her cock.. and after a long engagement,
they're going to get married."
"Re.." I stop and blush. "Married?"
"Yeah.. and they're trying to get their revenge on me," Mistress Thorne
pulls a face. "They want me to be a bridesmaid."
I giggle, and Mistress Thorne looks at me sternly which makes me giggle
more. "I.. I'm sorry Mistress.. I really am, but that's a great
story..."
"Hmm.. well I am very good at what I do," she says sliding around the
booth until she's next to me. "And I get what I want..."
She grips my chin with one hand, turning and tilting my head so I'm
looking directly into her eye. "And I want a little sissy Angel."
"Y.. you've got her... Mistress," I whimper, feeling her free had slide
up and down my stockinged thigh.
Her hand pushed up my skirt so her fingers press against my restrained
cock. "I know my bitch, I know... so tell me... did you have any proper
girl friends as a man?"
I moan softly, feeling fingers softly exploring my crotch. "A.. a
couple..."
"Really? And were you a manly man?" she says, her fingers toying with my
suspenders.
"I.. I tried to be," I say softly. "B.. but..."
"You always ended up dressing in their lingerie?" she says and I blush
stronger, and groan in pain. My trapped cock is starting to hurt as it
futilely tries to get erect. "Did any of them find out?"
I whimper, and nod...
"Do tell," she says moving her lips over to kiss my ear, then
whispering. "I know you want to, you squirmy little bitch."
"O... okay..." I manage as she kisses at me neck. "There was one girl, I
was really serious about, she used to be cute, wear cute little outfits.
I..I figured I.. I could live out my cross-dressing fantasies through
her. W.. we even got engaged and we moved in together.. and.. and
then..."
She's gently biting my neck, one hand still up my skirt, caressing my
thighs. "You tried on one of her cute little outfits?"
"N.. no.. she stopped wearing them, just wore jeans or sweatpants. all
the time. I asked her to wear something nicer sometimes a.. and she near
bit my head off. Said why should she wear things to please me all the
time? I.. I got her some nice expensive lingerie a couple of times.. and
if I was lucky she'd wear it once, but more often it remained in the
drawer unopened."
"Oh you poor little sissy... no pretty clothes, no pretty girl?"
"N.. no.. and I'd not dressed at all when I'd been with her, t.. that
was for a couple of years.. and.. I.. I gave in. I got a lovely cami set
with stockings in my size rather than hers.. and one day when she was at
work I came home early and put it on... oh it felt so good," I moan
again as Mistress Thorne continues to tease me. "I hadn't meant to.. but
I ended up putting on make up, doing my hair, squeezing into the highest
heels my fianc?e had."
"Generally being a prancing preening sissy?" Mistress Thorne says with
an earthy chuckle. "Lost in the moment?"
"Y.. yes..," I groan, my arousal and embarrassment making it hard to
keep going. "And she w.. walked in on me, and freaked. She... she threw
me out of the house, dressed as I was, m.. my hard on clearly visible in
the cami. F.. fortunately I managed to grab my keys and a jacket on the
way out a.. and got to my car. I tried calling her afterwards, but I
only ever got a text message telling me when to pick up my stuff... I..
I came over here to get t.. transformed soon after."
"Hmm... she was such a silly girl," Mistress Thorne says, slowly pulling
away from me. "She could have had an obedient little sissy slave, but
she rejected you instead. I bet the whole thing made you horny though? I
bet you still masturbate at the thought of being thrown out in your
lingerie?"
I look down, embarrassed and nod. "Yes Mistress."
She laughs and takes my hand. "Well my Angel.. it's 10 o'clock and we're
going dancing. Two hours until Cinderella time's over, so come on."
She gets up and out of the booth and offers me her hand, which I gladly
accept, even though my face is flushed and I'm sure everyone is looking
at me and my arousal. Mistress Thorne is, of course, as cool as a
cucumber, which is both slightly disappointing and arousing. I sort of
wish I had her self control.. just a bit...
I stand lost in thought as she pays by credit card and tips the ma?tre
de, and then let her slip her arm around me and lead me out to a waiting
cab.
"I bet you're so glad you've got that chastity on?" she asks "Otherwise
I suspect there'd be some tenting going on..."
"Sort of glad, but.." I blush. "It's so frustrating..."
"I know," she replies, grinning. "And that's what makes it so delightful
isn't it?"
"Y.. yes Mistress," I whimper letting her help me into the cab.
She slides in next to me, and gives instructions to the driver. I've
even heard of the club, there aren't many in this seaside town, but I've
never been. It has a reputation for a good atmosphere, and isn't
anything too extreme.
"If this goes well... there's lot's more clubs I'll take you to,"
Mistress Thorne whispers in my ear. "Much more, interesting, clubs."
I blush and giggle nervously, then, at her request kiss her neck all
journey, my hands caressing her body as I do so. I think she likes it,
but sometimes it's so hard to tell with her...
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