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Slightly out of breath I stretch out, feeling the sensations take over my
body, groaning into the gag, squirming against my self bondage, revelling
in the stimulation from the suit.. oh yes... yes.. I'm a Slut! I keep
telling myself that in my head, the extra bit of humiliation
strengthening the arousal.. oh it's so good, and I.. I'm so close and...
The phone rings! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I curl up quickly and groaning move my
hands back in front of me.. shit that hurts when you do it in a rush! I
pull them up to my mouth and scrabble at the buckle.. then spit out the
gag.. ack! Next push up the blindfold and grab the phone.. deep breath...
"Hello?" I manage, trying not to moan from the device pulsing in my arse
and around my cock.
"Hi Angela!" It's Amy! "Soooo.. how's the weekend gone?"
"Oh..." I cover the phone for a second as I moan, "I.. it's gone really
well.. but..."
"No but's!" Amy says, and I can tell she's enjoying this, "C'mon this is
your first proper date since we met! And I want to know more, like what's
she like?"
"She's great." I reply, "Look Amy? Can I call you back in five minutes..
I..."
"What's that groaning about?" Amy presses, "Is she with you? Or are you
on the loo?"
"The loo!" I gasp, the perfect response. "Just give me five minutes and
I'll call you back I promise."
"Oh no way miss, I've heard that one before, which is why I've driven
over."
"What?" My heart drops, d.. did I ever give her a key?
"Yes, I'm on my way to the door now, key in hand..."
Shit I can hear her, and I did give her a fucking key! Oh no.. no.. no...
"Right, let me finish here and I'll be down to join you in a few
moments!" I squeal and hang up.
Right.. wrists, unbuckle the strap.. I fiddle with it, trying not to get
distracted by everything. Shit the buckle is hard to undo like this! But
it's done.. and I.. I can hear her at the door, and the key! I reach
under my pillow and drag out my nightie and panties, good job I keep them
there...
Then upright, two big hops to the toilet.. I hope the noise isn't too
obvious!
"Hey Angela? Everything okay?" She calls up the stair well.
Fuck I'm so close to cumming, moaning, I use all my self control to call
out, "Fine! J.. just take a seat and I'll join you.. b.. better yet, why
don't you make a drink for us?"
I don't even hear her reply, as leaning against the door, legs still
bound I cum, and cum and cum... whimpering, biting my lip so as not to
scream... When I can control my hands, one goes down to unbuckle the
crotch strap and pull it free, and tug it down to remove the plug from my
arse so it dangles behind me, still vibrating....
A few seconds to try and get my head together is all I have, and I.. oh
fuck... I just want to crash... Awkwardly I push myself so I'm sat on the
loo, and untie my legs, then unzip and pull off boots, gloves and body,
before finally carefully taking of the pantyhose. Next.. I clean up my
face a little and finally and most importantly wash my cock with cold
cold water. I.. I can't come down smelling of cum, and I really can't
come down with a semi... in fact I reach into the medicine cabinet and
pull out a strip of sticking plaster, and cut of a large piece, then use
it to tape my cock back between my legs... it's going to hurt like
buggery when it comes off, but for now it's essential.
I pull up my panties, dark purple, and put on the matching nightie...
fine, I look.. normal now. I get out, step into a pair of matching pumps
and slip on a robe, before taking a deep breath and opening the door. I
walk along the corridor, and there's Amy, waiting at the bottom of the
stairs with two mugs of hot chocolate and a big grin.
"You sure your new girlfriend isn't up their Angela? You were taking an
awfully long time?" She says and I blush.
"No.. just me, but.. two much rich food over the weekend, I.. I think I'm
paying the price."
"Eugh!" Amy pulls a face, "And you haven't even flushed!"
"Well I got an unexpected visitor didn't I?" I pull a face back, "And at
least I washed my hands"
She grins, "Well come on then, spill."
I take the chocolate from her and motion tipping it onto the carpet,
"Well it seems like such a waste..."
We both laugh and we go into the lounge, and sit down on the small
opposing couches. I take my time sorting out my nightie and robe,
partially to tease Amy and partially because I really don't want an
accidental reveal. Then I take a slow sip of the hot chocolate, and lean
back with a sigh of contentment, "That's nice Amy..."
"Quit stalling!" Amy says, pouting, "And tell me, what's she like? What
happened?"
"Oh we went out for a meal, kinda discussed our personal histories.. then
we went dancing, and then.. well we went back to her place!"
"You? You went dancing?" Amy looks surprised, "You've not been on a
proper date in two years, you've been a total wall flower at staff
parties, and now..."
"I.. well I don't usually dance, but.. she's very persuasive..." I
manage, with an outright truth...
"She? Does this mystery woman have a name?"
I giggle, "I don't know if your ready for that level of security
clearance...."
Amy pulls another face, "Not funny, and I presume she has another name
other than Angela's first date in years?"
Okay, that's an awkward question, and.. I have no idea of the answer.
What's worse is there is no way in a normal relationship this would be an
odd question.. so what do I say? I take a drink of cocoa to compose my
thoughts, "Seriously, she doesn't like her first name much, it's too
'girly' for her"
"Oh.. so you're dating a dike?" Amy says frowning, "Hmm I thought you
liked feminine girls.. or was all that time flirting with me against your
desires?"
"No!" I squeak, "I mean she wears trousers more often than I would, and
her hair is quite short, but she's not 'butch' in anyway."
"So what did you do today?" Amy asks, "Have a nice day at the beach?"
"Sadly no.. she got called into work." I say with a shrug, "I went with
her, and sorta did some PA duties for her..."
"Angela? Is she your boss?" Amy says with a worried big sister type look
on her face, "You know you should never date your boss..."
"No! She's not my boss, though she is senior to me in the company" And
always will be... "But I've only been there three weeks, give me a
chance."
"Okay, okay, no need to be defensive, so did you spend the whole day at
work?"
"Nah.. we went to a spa in the afternoon, then a ride out to the hills
over the bay in the evening... then I came home."
"Sounds nice." Amy says with a smile, "And you've got that look in your
eyes.. not just the 'Angel's got lucky' look either."
"I.. I don't know what you mean..." I manage, blushing, and feeling my
cock twitch against the sticking plaster.
"Yes you do, I know you do." Amy says with a big grin, "You've totally
fallen for this mystery woman, and don't try and deny it!"
"Well I don't know about..." I protest, flushing, feeling a tight pain as
my cock tries to straighten, and also.. realising she's probably right!
"Shush!" Amy laughs, "I told you not to deny it! You're in love!"
"I.. I am?" I manage, blushing harder, then swallow, "Y.. yeah..
probably..."
"But that's wonderful! I don't think I've seen you this happy, there's
something different about you."
Probably that I think the sticking plasters given way and I'm holding my
legs tight together... but, "Well yeah... but I'm not certain she feels
the same way Amy..."
"She's an idiot if she doesn't, you're far too cute to let get away. Paul
and Dale have both told me that." She gives a smug grin, "And off course
this is all thanks to me."
"You? How do you figure that?" I gasp, eyes wide.
"Well it's amazing that I introduce you to a nice boy, and suddenly you
take the plunge and start dating a girl. And it's not just to prove
you're really gay either!" Amy giggles, "So.. obviously you have me to
thank..."
"Yeah, obviously." I say rolling my eyes and grinning, "And she kept me
up most of last night too.. do you want to hear the details?"
"Eugh, no way!" Amy's eyes go wide, "Ah.. so that's why you were getting
ready for bed?"
"Yeah." That's much better than the real reason so I'll go with that,
"I'm absolutely shattered, and work's going to be hard..."
"Say no more, I know when I'm not welcome." Amy says, her smile and tone
showing that it's just a joke, "You need to make a good impression when
you see your lover tomorrow. Now be a good girl and no sneaking off to
the stationery cupboard..."
"As if I would!" I reply, thinking what's actually likely to happen would
be much worse...
She laughs, and stands, and I get up, walking a little carefully, and
give her a big hug, "Thank's for coming over Amy,"
"You're welcome, and it's great to see you happy," She pauses, "It's not
the same now I don't see you after work you know, we have to have a get
together, a proper one soon."
"Of course Amy, I've missed you too. I'll try and sort something out.. a
girly day just for the two of us?"
"Sure, as long as your mystery girlfriend won't get jealous?" Amy says
with a grin as we walk to the door.
"I'm sure she'll be fine." I say, though actually she's made me think..
Mistress Thorne wouldn't get jealous like that would she? "I'll speak to
her about it during the week anyway."
"Okay Angela, if you say so." Amy says as I open the door, "But be
careful, this is your first relationship in a while, don't let things get
out of hand.."
I roll my eyes at that comment, aware that things were out of hand from
the very start.. "Of course not!"
We both laugh and I give her a hug before watching her leave, and I feel
a little twinge of regret for leaving the normal vanilla life I had a few
weeks ago... I give a little wave as she drives off then shut and lock
the door. I'm gonna need a bolt for that... just in case.
Upstairs to tidy up my stuff... wash the plug and crotch of the suit out,
and carefully store it. Finally I slip into bed, and, spent for once,
fall quickly asleep...
I get up, feeling hollow.. empty... not plugged not bound... it feels
wrong to me now. Still time to get dressed for work, red satin panties
and bra, with black lace trim and a matching waist cincher with the
supender belt for my esssential stockings. I put my slutty skirt into a
bag, then select a rather more decent, knee length skirt for the drive to
work, and a red satin blouse. After preparing my hair and make up I slip
into the 6" stillettoes, ready for the drive to work. I even make sure I
have the little chit Mistress Thorne gave me in case I was late... but
with a quick glance at the clock, I'm early if anything and ready to go.
The road is clear and I'm still in good time when I drive up into the
special car-park, and pull up in my spot. I check my appearance in the
rear view mirrow and give an embarrassed smile. A pretty, proffesional
young woman looks back, ready to start a day at work... and now I have to
change her into a slut... I flush, deeply embarrased that the
transformation is what I desire.
I open the door, and carefully take out my bag, containing my slut skirt
and heavy make-up, and walk to the changing rooms. My heels sound loud on
the concrete floor, and I hear at least two other 'girls' footsteps as
well. I'm first to the mirror at least, and carefully place my handbag at
the side of the sink, ready to apply my make up. I'm looking down,
rummaging though it to find my mascara, when I feel a hand on my shoulder
and I almost scream.
"Hello teachers pet!" Vanessa's voice comes from behind me, "Ready to
suck me off this time?"
"No!" I squeak as I look up to see her towering behind me in the mirror,
grinning. "Please.. Vanessa..."
She squeezes my shoulder, which makes me flinch, "It's Mistress Vanessa
to you cunt! And I suppose you've spent the weekend servicing Mistress
Thorne?"
Ha! The truth should work here, "Well actually..."
"Don't want to hear it cunt!" She says, tugging at my shoulder to turn me
round, "My Master and Mistress wouldn't let me get off all weekend, so
I've got some serious blue balls going on... now kneel!"
"No.. I... ow!" I squeal as she squeezes harder pressing down, then kicks
at my right ankle so I collapse on my ass in front of her...
I can see the large bulge straining at her office skirt, and watch as she
pulls it up to expose her enhanced cock and free it from her panties.
"Fuck bitch, you don't even have to kiss it... just look at you like
that! I'm ready to pop..."
She moves her hand to her cock and pumps once.. twice, three times, and
then with a happy sigh ejaculates all over me.. and I do mean all over,
damn she has been enhanced in some way. And I.. I can feel my submissive
cock reacting to this treatment, stiffening rapidly, humiliating me even
though Vanessa can't see it...
I'm still trying to come to terms with what's just happened, when Vanessa
steps forward and wipes her cock on my face. I try to push her away, but
she slaps my hand and grabs a chunk of my hair to use as a towel to clean
the last of the cum of her cock,
"Look at you, a cum covered sissy cunt sprawled on the floor. Mistress
Thorne would be so proud!" Vanessa adds as a parting shot as she tucks
her monster cock back into her panties, and pulls down her skirt, "Better
not show up to work like that..."
Then she laughs, and turns away, strutting out to the carpark, leaving me
shuddering and wiping the cum off my face. A couple more sissies come in,
but they make a point of ignoring me, I guess they don't want to be
associated with me... damn it... this was supposed to be the easy bit,
the safe bit, entering the office. Now, I'm just trying to collect myself
enough to stand up...
Finally, I get enough of a grip to stand, and take a look in the mirror.
My face and hair are caked in cum, but I can wash them. What's worse is
that my blouse and skirt have big cum-stains on them as well... and I
can't wash them! Okay.. okay.. calm down. First of all, wash my face and
hair as best I can, then redo my make up. No matter what I do, I can't
make myself look sluttier than I feel right now. And then.. a change into
my work skirt, at least that's clean. I don't know what I'm going to do
for the journey home though...
Finally, apart from the cum-stains on my satin blouse, I'm done and
looking as good as I can. I hurry to put my stuff back in the car, and
grab my coat. I wasn't going to wear it, but at least it will cover the
blouse for my short trip 'outside'. I scurry down to the stairs, cock
still hard and hurry to the doors of the office, feeling the cold air on
my legs.
There's no queue, but I'm let in to stand at the back of the crowd as
Miss Melody gives them their weekly briefing... It's good to know her
name, and to find I'm not the first person to be singled out for
humiliation today. However...
?And now to our late arrival. Angel come to the front of the group.?
?Yes Miss.? I say, walking forwards, trying not to clutch my coat around
me.
?Now now Angel, I thought we were friends now, it's Miss Melody to you.?
?Yes Miss Melody. Sorry Miss Melody.?
?That's better, now do you have a valid reason for being later perhaps??
She asks with a gentle smile
Right.. do I use the chit from Mistress Thorne? In front of everyone? I'd
definitely be 'teachers pet' then but that's sort of where I want to be,
isn't it? But... but.. oh I just don't know...
?N.. no Miss Melody.? I whisper in the end.
?Oh dear,? She says shaking her head. ?Well then coat off Angel, tardy
girls must take their punishment I'm afraid.?
Ever so reluctantly I open my coat and shrug it off my shoulders, and
flush at the round of sniggers that erupt around me.
?Oh my Angel, I can see why you've been delayed sweety.? Miss Melody says
with a musical little laugh, ?How many of them were they? Or did you just
get one guy very excited??
?J.. just one...? I manage, blushing so brightly I feel faint, ?I.. it
wasn't excatly m.. my idea Miss...?
?I'm sure it wasn't Angel, just one shy look from those big green eyes..
and well I'm sure most men couldn't contain themselves.? Miss Melody says
still laughing slightly, ?And please remember it's Miss Melody to you.?
?Sorry Miss Melody.? I reply, wishing the ground would swallow me up.
?Well then Angel, please hand me your skirt. I think spending the morning
in just your panties will be punishment enough. After all it looks like
you've made someone very happy already this morning.?
?Yes Miss Melody.? I reply, easing down the zipper on my skirt already,
and shimmying my hips to let the skirt slide down to the floor.
Of course my cock is making a large tent in my purple satin panties,
straining against the material, a tiny damp patch of pre-cum forming at
the tip. Fuck... I step out of the skirt and bend over to pick it up,
getting a round of wolf whistles from the rest of the pool, then I walk
over to hand it to Miss Melody, who accepts it with a smile.
?Thank you Angel. Now do be careful, next time it will be your panties as
well. Now girls, do let Angel go in first, I don't want her to be tardy
getting to her desk... but do feel free to comment on that pert little
sissy ass.? She gives another one of her musical laughs, ?Oh and Angel??
?Y.. yes Miss Melody?? I say, wishing she'd get this over with, or that
the ground would swallow me up.
?Oh don't be so nervous Angel.? She says grinning, ?But for you, and all
your sissy school classmates, there's a special anal plug for you to wear
today. Since you already have... easy access to your pretty little
rosebud, I thought you should demonstrate how to put one on for the
class.? There's another tinkling laugh, ?Or should I say put one in??
I squirm some more, then look as she produces one... it's red, and looks
larger than normal... well fatter at least. She passes it to me by the
base, so I take it from her likewise. I start to bend over, and tug at my
panties, when she speaks again.
?Oh no Angel, when demonstrating there must be a commentary, do try
again...?
?Y.. yes Miss Melody.? I gasp, even more embarrassed, then try and
compose myself.
?F.. first you... b.. bend over, then p.. pull your panties aside...? I
say bending over once again, only to be corrected again.
?No Angel, that will not do. Please start again, and remember that the
other sissies who didn't have cum for breakfast are still wearing
skirts.?
Oh fuck... I stumble as I go upright again, I feel so embarassed, and..
I'm almost fainting... ?F.. first you p.. pull up your s..skirt to expose
y.. your ass, a.. and then p.. pull your p.. panties to one side. Th..
the b... butt plug is s.. self lubricating so.. so n.. no additional l..
lube is r.. required.?
I'm bent over now, crushing my stiff cock, my panties to one side, the
entire pool staring at my ass. There's a low key of embarrassed giggling
as the girls try and remain silent, but fail.
?Then.. you gently b.. but firmly p.. press the plug against y.. your
rosebud and p.. push it in slowly...? I do, then gasp as it goes fully
inside. It's been coated in something... like deep heat or chilli poweder
and it feels like it burns! I squeal, trying to pull it out, but I'm too
flustered to get a grip, ?Ow! Ow! Oh no...?
?Continue with the briefing Angel, and try not to keep getting
distracted.? Miss Melody says politely but firmly.
?Ooh.. y.. yes Miss M.. Melody.? I manage, as the initial sensation
subsides, ?Then when, oh, it's f... fully in, you can attach it to the
U.. USB lead, o.. o.. on your computer then.. straighten up y.. your
lingerie and sk.. skirt...?
?Well done Angel.? Miss Melody says, ?Give her a round of applause.?
I stand there, panties back in place, rubbing my arse and squirming,
rubbing my stockinged legs against each other, as the sissies, lead by
Miss Melody give me an extended round of applause.
?Right then girls, off to work, Angel first.?
?Yes Miss Melody.? I chorus with the other girls, and then still
squirming lead the way out, my heels beating a slightly irregular pattern
on the hard floor.
I try and walk normally, rolling my hips l.. like a good slut, but it's
hard with the discomfort in my arse. I concentrate and reach my desk,
shifting my panties enough to plug my tormentor in and feel it squirming
to life like the normal plugs. A.. at least that pleasurable sensation
helps counteract the fading burning feeling, and my cock once more rises
to attention as I cuff my ankle to the chair.
I'm ashamed to say I take a little pleasuse from the squeals and gasps of
the other school sissies as they push their own red plugs in, suffering
just like me. Was it better to be taken by surprise? I don't know... but
I squeal as the thing gives me an electric shock. Is it malfunctioning?
No.. I doubt that very much... right, time to focus on work...
I do my work, squealing on occasion as a random shock comes from my
arse.. again, at least I'm not alone in this. I can hear squeals at
irregular intervals across the room, just like mine... I can't help
feeling how pathetic we sound, but I keep that to myself.
About halfway through a morning of gasping and squealing, a message pops
up on my screen, with Mistress Divine's name on it. Of course I click it
promptly.
?Why hello princess, I do hope you behaved yourself this weekend.? She
says in a video clip, ?I do hope you've been a good little boi for me.
Sadly I'm out of the office this morning, but I just had to get Lucille
film this little video to show you how well our darling winter robin is
progressing.?
With that, the screen fills with an image of a treadmill and a slightly
muscular but still feminine figure walking on it in painfully high heels.
Those together with stockings, bandages and a device over their crotch,
which is wired up to the treadmill controls, make up their entire outfit.
The face is still partially bandaged, and bruised, but looks clearly
feminine and quite pretty. The big blue eyes look slightly glazed focused
ahead... I wonder what he- she is looking at now?
The figure tenses and shudders, eyes glazing over even more, moaning
around the black gag in its mouth, I can tell they've just cum.. it
doesn't help that I get a shock up my arse when I see it and squeal as
well. The figure, Robin, stumbles then forces itself to get up and
continue, staring once more at the screen... the camera pans around to
show a giant video screen and a constant stream of images of... me... I'd
been afraid of that. And.. dammitt.. there's a lot of sexy pictures of me
out there.
The video ends, with a little replay icon in the corner. I close it
instead, it's rather disturbing... why would I want to see that? Or.. I
guess, why does Mistress Divine want me to see that? It's confusing...
but I turn back to my desk to concentrate on work and try and put it out
of my mind.
The rest of the morning goes like any other morning in the office. I get
pulled out of my chair and spanked a couple of times for improper dress,
and Miss Cleo decides I'd look better wearing a ball gag, suggesting I
should wear latex more often as it is wipe clean, but all in all it's a
quiet morning.
I even get released from the gag and the chair first so I get to stand at
the front of the line in the dinner queue. It's only as I stand there,
tray in hand, my semi-hard cock bulging in my panties, that I remember I
should have got changed first. Humiliated at the realisation, I sit
quietly and eat quickly, aware of the other sissies giggling and
pointing at me, before I push away the half eaten food and hurry to my
room.
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