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The Club
By Christine Silk
As the Mercedes drew to a halt outside the large, elegant house, the
door opened and Julia stepped out. Her beautiful face was lightly made
up whilst the light smile on her glossy lips contrasted with the
arrogance and power in her eyes. Her long black hair fell over the high
neck of her blue silk blouse, whilst her slim, nylon clad legs appeared
from beneath her knee-length black satin pencil skirt. Her feet were
hidden in black leather boots with a 4 inch heel. Julia made a stunning
sight as she strode elegantly round to the passenger door.
"Come on David, we're here darling," she said as she opened the door.
As David stepped daintily out of the door it was only his name that
suggested he was an 18 year old boy. His delicate face was made up with
powder and rouge, his lips were very full and painted red, whilst his
blonde curls fell around his ears. Julia had chosen his outfit with
special care today and as she cast her eyes over him she felt a
moistness in her own panties as she remember dressing him that
morning....
After bathing him and removing any vestiges of hair from his slim body,
she had him stand before him whilst she chose a pink satin corset from
his wardrobe. The corset was long and heavily boned, with eight wide
dangling suspenders.
"Would my darling like to be corseted today?" she had asked, whilst
David had hung his head in shame as she had wrapped the corset around
his girlish waist. As she stood behind him and drew the laces tight she
smiled as David gave little gasps of pleasure. Julia then knelt before
the corseted boy and instructed him to raise his legs whilst she drew
white silk stockings up his hairless legs. David moaned gently as the
silky material caressed his legs, Julia then fastened each of the eight
suspenders into the wide lace bands at the top of his stockings. She
tightened each strap till the stocking strained against them, wanting
David to feel them tugging as he moved. Julia stood and stepped back,
watching David blush as she studied his lingerie clad body. He began to
move his hands to cover his privates, but a sharp look from Julia
stilled them.
"Don't you try to hide yourself from Mistress Julia, David. Let me see
how much you are enjoying your lingerie," she said.
David stood there, cheeks burning in shame, as she stared at his penis,
which stood rigidly to attention amongst his suspender straps. Julia
laughed and reached into a drawer, eliciting a gasp from David as she
withdrew his panties for the day. The panties were in pink silk to match
his corset and were in a loose, full cut style, with a high waist and
elasticised legs. A row of delicate white lace circled the waist and the
leg openings, whilst five rows of lace adorned the behind. Down the
front was a row of six little satin covered buttons which Julia fingered
as she approached the trembling boy.
"Would you like your panties now, my little princess?" she asked.
David nodded mutely, his eyes on the glistening silk she held before
him. When David had begun to lodge with Julia six months before it had
been his fascination with her dainty knickers that had alerted her to
his potential.
"Oh you poor helpless darling, you just HAVE to be in silky panties
don't you precious," she cooed as she knelt and held open the panties
below him.
David rested a delicate hand on her silk covered shoulder and gently
placed one stockinged foot then the other through the leg openings. As
Julia drew the boy's panties up his legs she could feel him quivering in
excitement. As she reached his penis she pulled the waist band out and
over the protrusion without touching it, before settling it round
David's waist. As she did this his penis tented out the pink silk and
she heard a little gasp from the pantied sissy as he felt the first
caress of his panties. A little wet spot slowly appeared in the silk and
David hung his head in shame.
"Oh sweetie, are you getting all excited by your pretty panties? Are you
desperate to make spurties for mistress?" Julia asked with a smile.
She controlled David through his addiction to wanking in his frillies
and lately had taken to tying his hands at bedtime to prevent him
playing with himself in his silk rompers. She had slowly begun to limit
the wanks she allowed the poor lad until he was lucky to spurt twice a
week. She knew the frustration was almost too much for him to bear.
"Well if you are a good boy today who knows what might happen!" Julia
said, slipping a matching pink silk camisole over the blushing sissy's
head and laughing as she walked over to David's wardrobe to fetch his
dress.
Firstly, Julia chose a petticoat. Her favourite was of layers of white
satin, chiffon and taffeta. It was short and stood out almost
horizontally it was so thick. It hung from a white satin bodice, so
Julia ordered David to raise his arms before slipping it over his head.
She arranged the bodice over his camisole, playfully tickling David's
nipples through the silk and satin layers, eliciting another little moan
from her sissy. The petticoat stood out beautifully, fully displaying
his pretty panties and stocking tops. She then fetched his dress and
dangled it before his eyes.
"Isn't it beautiful my darling?" she asked as she fingered the row of
buttons up the back. The dress was in white satin with long sleeves
which ended in cuffs that closed with 4 buttons and ended in a 3 inch
wide band of ruffles. Julia slipped the dress over David's head, guiding
his arms into the tight fitting sleeves, before fastening the cuffs. She
then began to fasten him into his dress; the buttons continued up a high
satin neck which was topped with a more ruffles which caressed the back
of David's head and surrounded his dimpled chin.
Julia stepped back and admired her handiwork as David stood in his
pretty dress, his hands peeking from its ruffled cuffs and his face
framed by the frills around its neck. He wriggled and squirmed in its
silkiness whilst the short skirt bounced on his frilly petticoat.
David's appreciation of the dress was clear from the huge tent that was
clearly visible in his pink silk panties.
"Oh look at your panties David, the little buttons might fly open at any
minute," she laughed.....
Julia laughed again now as she led David towards the house. He minced on
the six inch heeled white satin shoes she had slipped onto his feet,
barely able to step more than a few inches each time. Julia approached
the imposing front door and rang the bell. It was not long before the
door was opened. David couldn't help staring at the maid who answered.
She wore a black satin dress with puffed sleeves and a white satin peter
pan collar; like David, her skirts rested on a fluffy petticoat that
nicely displayed her black satin knickers and black stockinged legs. Her
pretty face was framed by short dark hair, however also like David the
prominent bulge in her silky panties betrayed the fact that this was
another sissified boy.
The male curtsied as Julia glided past, followed by the mincing David
who averted his eyes from the maid, both males blushing furiously at the
shame of being seen dressed in girlish frillies.
The maid directed the pair into the main room of the house. As they
entered, David was amazed to see there were several sissies in the room,
each with their mistress. David almost swooned out of embarrassment and
fear when he saw so many beaufiful, satin clad women. Each lady sat in a
circle with their sissy sitting at their feet, all of the little panty
boys blushing furiously and stealing glances at each other.
Julia greeted the other ladies who clearly knew her well.
"And this is David. Say hello to the nice ladies, David." David
whispered a hello and made a little curtsey as mistress had taught him,
leading to laughter from the watching ladies.
"Oh how adorable!" one cried. "How long have you had him in panties?"
"Almost four months, dear" answered Julia. "Once I realised what a
little panty boy he was it didn't take long to get him into frillies."
After the laughter had subsided and David thought he might die of shame,
one of the ladies stood. She was a stunning woman and was dressed in a
white satin blouse with a dark green silk skirt around her shapely legs.
She absent mindedly played with a short leather riding crop in her hand.
"Well it's lovely to see so many familiar faces darlings, and welcome to
our new members. And I would especially like to welcome our newest
sissy, David. We are very much looking forward to him joining our little
club! Firstly though, let's have updates of progress from one of you.
Mistress Sarah?"
Another of the ladies stood, a very pretty young woman dressed in a
tight red satin shirt dress that was unbuttoned to reveal large soft
breasts in a black lacy bra.
"Thank you Eleanor. Hello everyone, I'm Sarah and this is Chrissy, he
has been a member of the club for almost a year now since his Auntie
helped him join. Stand up now Chrissy and show the ladies."
The sissy next to her stood and David gasped at her gorgeous outfit. He
was dressed in a shiny blue satin blouse that fitted tightly to his
body, revealing a small swell of breasts and the outline of a bra. The
blouse was open at the neck with a large starched shirt style satin
collar that almost brushed his ears before falling back to his
shoulders. He wore a short pleated black satin miniskirt with a darling
little blue petticoat which fluffed the skirt out and swished as he
stood and fidgeted. Black stocking covered his legs and he wore black
satin pumps with a small heel.
"Raise your skirt now Chrissy, don't dawdle." ordered the young
mistress. Chrissy grasped the hem of his skirt and lifted it, revealing
a gorgeous pair of blue satin panties. A matching satin garterbelt was
visible above them with six little straps that disappeared under his
panties before attaching to his silky stockings. The poor boy's mistress
stepped forward and gently drew the panties down the sissy's legs. David
almost squealed in shock at what he saw. Chrissy had a hard little penis
and circling its base were two stainless steel rings.
"For those who are new to the Chastity Club, this device means Chrissy
here is completely unable to make spurties like a real man." David saw a
tear roll down Chrissy's powdered cheek as she said this.
"And when did the pathetic little darling last have a release?" asked
Mistress Eleanor.
"It's been 3 weeks now, though I promised the dear that if he is good
then maybe one of the ladies here might allow him a release today?" said
Sarah with a smile, causing a few titters round the room and another
blush from Chrissy.
Sarah took a silver key from around her neck, reached down and with a
click released Chrissy's little penis from its restraint. Chrissy gasped
as his peenie seemed to instantly grow even larger and he involuntarily
reached down. Sarah slapped his wrist quickly.
"Now now Chrissy, you know you have to let one of the nice ladies help
you make spurties, helpless sissy boys like you can't spurt by
themselves can they? Or perhaps you would prefer it if another little
sissy helped make you spurt?"
At this there was laughter round the room. One lady stood and dragged
her sissy from the floor.
"Simon here would love to lend a hand, wouldn't you Simon!"
Tears began to run down poor Simon's pretty face as his mistress led him
over to where the pantyless Chrissy stood. Simon was dressed in an
adorable pink satin smocked dress that flowed down from his chest over a
mass of petticoats and did nothing to hide his matching pink satin
bloomers.
"Those panties are adorable Simon," said Sarah. "I'm sure Chrissy would
love to make spurties into those. Isn't that right Chrissy?" she asked.
Chrissy nodded meekly, knowing any other answer would not be clever.
"Well ask Simon to help you do spurties into his pretty panties then
silly boy," she ordered, whilst the other ladies laughed and clapped at
the delightful scene.
"Please help me make spurties into your pretty panties Simon," whispered
Chrissy as Simon stood before him in his frillies, his head hanging. The
ladies laughed and clapped louder as Simon slowly drew his pink satin
knickers down and stepped out of them, his tiny imprisoned penis
standing hard and vertical over his lacy pink suspender belt.
"Ok Simon, help Chrissy to make your panties all sticky!" ordered Sarah.
Simon meekly approached Chrissy, his silky frillies rustling, and knelt
before the satin clad sissy boy. As he wrapped his panties around
Chrissy's penis Chrissy gasped. He then began to moan and thrust his
hips as the silky satin caressed his frustrated peenie. After only a few
seconds Chrissy squealed and began to pump his cream into Simon's satin
panties. It soon overflowed onto Simon's hands as he finished wanking
Chrissy off into the squelchy silky mess until his penis was soft.
"Good boy Chrissy," cooed Sarah as she reached down and quickly re-
imprisoned Chrissys rapidly re-hardening member.
"Simon, you may put your panties back on now".
Sobbing with the shame of having just been forced to play with Chrissy's
peenie, Simon stepped into the sticky cum- covered panties and settled
them into place. He followed his mistress back to her seat, his panties
squelching around his hard little dolly. The other ladies all applauded
this excellent show of sissy humiliation.
David had watched all of this with a mixture of horror, fear and strange
sexual urges brought on by all the frilly lingere clad boys and the
beautiful dominating women. He watched as Mistress Eleanor stood.
"Well ladies, I think after that little excitement it might be time to
give one more sissy a treat. Shall I fetch my baby?"
The ladies around the room began to applaud again and David could see
looks of excitement on their faces.
"Oh yes," one mistress cried, "do bring Peter in!"
Eleanor left the room and returned a few minutes later to yet more claps
from the excited women. She held the end of a satin rope in one hand,
whilst on the other end was perhaps the most sissified boy David had
ever seen.
This sissy was tall and slim, with a mass of blonde curls and a cute
babyish face. His mouth was gagged with what looked like a pair of red
satin panties. He was wearing a divine pink satin blouse, the sleeves of
which billowed around his arms and ended in a mass of ruffles. The silky
blouse was buttoned tightly up the back and continued up the sissy's
neck. The collar was boned and very high, flowing up below the sissy's
ears and under his chin. The collar then spread out in a 4 inch wide
band, above which layer upon layer of satin and chiffon frills were
piled. Whenever the sissy moved his head he was smothered in silky
layers which framed his pretty face. David was intrigued to see that the
sissy's hands had been placed into pockets below his titties and laced
securely inside. As he watched the frilly boy seemed to be desperately
tugging at the pockets and trying to get free. He could hear little
moans from behind Peter's silky panty gag.
On his legs the sissy wore white silk stockings which were attached to
twelve frilly pink suspender straps. These straps disappeared into the
leg openings of the shiniest, tightest pink satin shorts David had ever
seen. The shorts were high waisted with leg openings barely below his
privates. Through these openings the lacy white ruffles of his panties
had been pulled. The shorts had tiny satin buttons running up the front,
and the hard outline of a bulging peenie ran vertically behind them,
straining to burst free. Around his knees his mistress had tied a broad
pink satin ribbon.
The lead in Mistress Eleanor's hand was tied round the sissy's neck
which she tugged on to drag the sissy forward into the centre of the
women. The poor boy could only mince on the six inch heels of his pink
satin shoes, limited as he was by the ribbon around his legs. David had
never seen such a squirming, wriggling image of sissy beauty and he felt
his own peenie stiffening even further inside his the silky confines of
his panties.
"Ladies, I'm sure most of you have met my son Peter before. For those
who don't know, Peter was the first member of our little club. I am
pleased to announce that as of today the poor darling has been in
permanent chastity for a full year."
As she announced this, Mistress Eleanor turned and stroked the poor
lad's face with one satin gloved hand, a smile playing on her lips. "The
little sissy has become so frustrated that I have to keep his hands
secured to prevent him from playing with himself, he is just so
desperate to make spurties, aren't you darling?" The ladies laughed at
the tears pouring down Peter's face as he wriggled and squirmed in front
of them.
David gasped in horror and arousal as he realised that the mincing
little pantywaist in front of him had not had a release for a full year.
He couldn't imagine how desperately the sissy must need to squirt! David
looked up at his mistress who was watching Peter with unconcealed desire
and arousal.
"Please Mistress Julia, don't put me in chastity, I couldn't bear not
being able to make spurties," he whispered.
Julia looked down and smiled indulgently. "You know that Mistress knows
what's best for you sweetie, now shush!"
David looked back over to the poor frustrated Peter.
"Now," said Eleanor, "I promised Peter here that after a year of
excellent behaviour I may allow him to spurt. I am pleased to say he has
behaved very well. Would you like to spurt now my dear?"
Peter nodded violently, thrusting his slender hips towards his mistress
and raising more laughs from the watching ladies.
Mistress Eleanor reached down and slowly undid the little buttons down
the front of Peter's satin shorts. As soon as they were undone his huge
hard dolly sprung out, covered in the white satin of his delicate little
panties. Eleanor then lowered the waistband of his panties, revealing
the largest, hardest peenie David had ever seen. Finally, Eleanor took
her key from around her neck and undid the shiny metal bands at the base
of Peter's penis. His moaning and groaning grew louder at her touch and
he struggled to release his hands, to no avail.
"For this special occasion, I shall wank this little sissy with my own
panties, washed by Peter himself this morning. Aren't you a lucky boy my
darling, getting to wash my lovely frillies?" asked Eleanor as she
reached into her bag and withdrew a delicate pair of lilac satin
panties. The other ladies nodded in approval.
David found himself trembling in anticipation as Eleanor reached towards
Peter's straining member with her silky panties. Suddenly, she stopped
and raised the panties in front of her face.
"What's this?" she snapped. "Peter, there is a mark on my panties! How
dare you be so careless in your washing!" David strained to see the tiny
mark on the panties that Eleanor was pointing to. He could have sworn he
saw her scratch the delicate satin with one of her long painted nails
just moments before.
"You careless, careless sissy! Right, that's no spurties for you for
another 3 months!"
At this a look of sheer horror passed over Peter's face and he squealed
with frustration as tears poured down his cheeks. The onlooking ladies
tutted with disapproval with smiles on their lips as the poor sissy
wriggled and jerked most amusingly, his hard peenie glistening with
precum. Suddenly, the restrained sissy, his hands secured in his silky
blouse, threw himself to the ground and started thrusting against the
thick carpet, causing a roar of laughter from the watching ladies.
Mistress Eleanor, a smile on her face, raised her little riding crop and
began to thrash the squirming panty boy on his satin covered little
bottom.
"Stop this instant Peter, how dare you try to make spurties without my
permission!"
Mistress Eleanor grabbed Peter by his elbow and dragged him off the
floor. "For that, young man, it will be another year without spurties
for you!"
David heard the poor sissy scream behind his panty gag as his mistress
leant down and expertly secured his chastity ring before trapping his
tortured peenie back within the confines of his silky panties. She
quickly buttoned his satin shorts and left the sissy standing sobbing
with shame and frustration.
"Well ladies, I must apologise for this naughty boy's behaviour, he will
pay for it I assure you. Now, on a happier note, I think it is time our
new member joined our club."
Mistress Eleanor took a gleaming penis ring from her bag and turned to
David, who began sobbing uncontrollably as Mistress Julia gently raised
him from the floor and began unbuttoning his silk panties. As he felt
the cold metal fasten around his penis, David almost swooned at the
thought of maybe even a whole week without spurting.
"You know Eleanor, you've inspired me," said Mistress Julia. "I think a
year without wanking would be perfect for David here, don't you agree my
darling little panty boy?"
The End
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