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"Morning Kitty," comes Lucille's voice as I blink myself awake to the bright light of my room, "Mistress told me to come help you dress for your job... and it's going to be super cute today!" "Oh.. thanks Lucille," I reply a little groggy, praying that one night that I'm here I'll actually get enough sleep. "C'mon, c'mon." Lucille urges, kneeling down and holding a pair of black bikini panties ready for me to step into, "Mistress won't like it if her kitty is late." "N.. no.." I say, pushing back the covers, and standing before her, carefully slipping my feet into the panties and feeling her pull them up tight. Very tight! I suppose that's good, no way is my cock going to leave a bulge in these!Although... I.. I'm sure I can feel a gap in the back... "Right then, let's get that nightie off you," Lucille says stranding up, "But really pink is so your colour sweetheart." She helps me pull it up over my head, leaning in to kiss my nipples as it's half way off, something that makes me squirm. Next she's fitting a strapless bra on me, black as well, and heavily padded, making my C-cup breasts look like DD's. "Err.. wow.." I say flushing looking down at the cleavage the bra has produced, "Gosh..." Lucille grins, "Oh you like? I'll tell Mistress." "No.. d.. don't do that!" I squeak, "I don't want them that big!" "Sure you do Kitty. All the boys like a sissy with big titties," Lucille smiles "Now come along and step into your dress." "Right.." I say and she holds out a dress for me. It's in baby pink, the top is in pink denim, and just about covers my bra, and the skirt is short, pleated and very floaty.. any sudden movements will show off my panties. "Doesn't it show off your legs?" Lucille comments. "Yes..." "And your panties!" Lucille adds with a wicked little giggle. "Now sit on the bed, it's time to roll up your stockings." I sit down, glad that the skirt seems decent enough when seated and lift up first one leg than the other for Lucille to ease white hold up stockings up my legs. I shiver and try not to moan... that still feels and looks so hot... Lucille knows it arouses me, grinning as she slips a pink ankle boot on, zipping it up and fastening it with a little heart- shaped padlock. The shoe is a little too tight, especially on the toes, but I know better than to complain. When the other is on Lucille stands and looks at me still grinning. "Aww.. you're a hot little sissy Kitty, c'mon let me finish the job." So bright pink lipstick and eye-shadow, extra long eyelashes, and pink nails glued on, much longer than I'm used to. Finally my hair is done in in two pony-tails that fall forwards over my shoulders and a pink alice band with a butterfly shaped bow on it to settle over my fringe. "Perfect..." Lucille says leaning in to plant her soft sweet lips on mine, "Go see your Mistress Kitty." My Mistress? Divine? She's not my mistress, not yet.. and I hope not ever, but... I guess she is Kitty's Mistress. Time to run.. or at least scamper out of the room and down the stairs, aware that my black panties are flashing at every incautious step. I hurry through the office and knock on Mistress Divine's door, and wait, head bowed respectfully. Lenore opens it with a snarl and waves me through, and so I stand before Mistress Divine, who looks up and smiles, "Ah there you are kitty darling. And on time.. why that deserves a reward. Have a drink." She waves at a glass, filled with... pink champagne I guess, she seems to like me drinking it. "Thank you Mistress Divine," I say reaching out and taking the glass. I want to avoid drinking it, but she's staring at me, waiting for me to obey, and so... I tip up the glass and drink the fizzy liquid... gosh it's strong. "Good girl kitty. I took the precaution of fortifying it a little," Mistress Divine says smiling sweetly. "I hope you don't mind?" "No Mistress Divine," I say, blushing, feeling the drink going to my head. "Just a little vodka and a bit of an aphrodisiac... nothing too strong, although it might make your panties feel extra tight," She smiles, "But as Kitty's a real girl that's not a problem is it?" "No Mistress Divine, not a problem at all," I say, feeling my heart sink, readying myself for another uncomfortable morning. Mistress Divine nods. "Now dear here is your pager, please stick it... well I'm sure you know where by now princess." "Yes Mistress Divine," I say taking the.. lets face it, butt plug, and gently easing it through the gap in my panties. "Now dear, it will give you a shock if the door opens, vibrate if the phone rings, and if I want you.." She smiles. "You'll know cutie. Now off to your desk." "Yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine," I say curtsying, slightly distracted by her soft pink lips.. I.. I wonder what a kiss from her would taste like?" Through the door and I sit behind the reception desk, feeling the ridge in the centre of the desk push the plug a little further into my arse. Shortly after it starts to vibrate, and I pick up the phone. "Hello Miss Divine's office, Kitty speaking, how may I help you?" I say in my best Kitty voice. "Err.. hello.. m.. my names James. Look.. I.. I think I've signed up to something with you people, and I.. I don't want to do it any more. Can I book an appointment with to see your Mistress?" Oh shit.. that's Master James, and.. "Please bear with me one moment whilst I check," I reply then put him on hold whilst I call Mistress Divine. Upon explaining the call she chuckles, "Sure Kitty, book him in for ten this morning, and warn him not to be late." "Mister James?" I say talking to the worried young man again. "Miss Divine says she can see you at ten, would that be acceptable?" "Ten? Yes.. yes.. that's good. I'll be there shit..." And the phone goes dead. I wonder.. has he been caught? No time to dwell on that and I get a shock in my arse, and look up to see a middle aged businessman walk in. "Hello Sir, welcome to the Corporation, my name is Kitty how can I help you?" He chuckles looking me up and down. "Oh I could think of a few things. Tell me are you as much of a slut as her previous girl?" I blink. "I.. I have no idea... err.. probably not sir?" He sighs, picking up a magazine and taking a seat. "Shame, I fancied a quick blow job. Tell your Mistress that Mr Young is here, and make me a coffee." Another message to Mistress Divine, and I'm told to send him in in half an hour, then I scurry and make coffee, aware that I have to bend over the coffee machine, displaying my panties to my appreciative audience. Next call, and again I pick it up without it ringing. "Miss Divine's office, Kitty speaking how can I help you?" "This is Mistress Namira, please put me through to Divine, she's expecting my call." I gasp, the door's opened and my arse is shocked. I hear Mistress Namira and Mister Young chuckle in amusement at my discomfort. The new guest is Master James who I wave to seat, before calling Mistress Divine. "Oh yes, darling Namira, do put her through," Mistress Divine says "I wonder if she's broken another toy..." With that done, I mince over to offer Master James a drink, he looks at me, and I can see the fear in his eyes, and the lust and the acknowledgement that he knows exactly what I am. "Coffee Sir?" "S.. sure," He stammers. "With cream..." "Ha.. she won't even give me a blow job," Mister Young snorts. "I doubt you're going to get any of her special cream in your coffee." That makes both James and I blush, but I brew his coffee, then squeal almost spilling it as the plug vibrates. Hurrying back I pick up the phone. "Mistress Divine's office, Kitty speaking?" "That was late," Comes the terse reply, a female voice I think but it's hard to tell. "Does she only employ dozy slut's?" "N.. no Miss," I guess. "No SIR!" the androgynous voice snaps. "Put me through to her now you useless little slut!" "Err.. I'm sorry Sir, but Miss Divine is already on a call..." I stammer blushing. "M.. may I put you on hold?" "Very well.. but I am reporting you, you little bitch!" "Yes Sir.. I.. understand that Sir. I am so sorry Sir." "Sorry? I don't want to hear sorry from a dumb little slut like you." "Yes Sir.. s... I'll put you on hold sir." With the call on hold I get back to deliver James' coffee, when I squeal again as the door opens. I splash a bit of coffee on James, frantically apologising I look up at the latest entry... He's a big guy, looks like a construction worker probably sneaked in off site. In fact he's holding a his hard hat in one hand. "Hello Sir my name is Kitty, how may I help you?" He snorts. "Well not by covering me in coffee. I'm here for the 10:30 appointment..." "Yes Sir, it's still a little early sir," I look at the clock, it's not even half eight yet." "I know that girl, but I always come early," He gives me a nasty little leer. "For the perks." "You're out of luck," Mister young says. "No blow jobs from this one." "Really? What a shame, look at those lips," The guy shrugs. "It's a fucking waste... well I guess I'll settle for a hand job." "What?" I squeak, he can't seriously... then squeal, it's the phone again, and I scurry over. "Miss Divine's office, Kitty here, how may I help you?" "You fucking cut me off you little cunt!" It's the androgynous voice again. "Put me through to Mistress Divine immediately!" "I.. I didn't!" I almost sob into the phone. "Don't lie, and put me through right now!" I look at the phone, Mistress Divine is still busy. "I.. I'm sorry sir, she's still busy." "Don't lie bitch!" "I.. I'm not lying Sir, honest I'm not," I plead. "Shut up and put me through..." I call Mistress Divine, aware she's busy on a call, and am surprised to get and answer. "What is it Kitty? I'm still on a call." "Yes Mistress Divine, I'm so sorry, but there's a man on the line demanding to be put through to you. He's very aggressive." She sniffs. "Well then I will not deal with him. I do not deal with intemperate people. Tell him to call back when he's prepared to be civil." "Y.. yes Mistress Divine," I sob, switching lines again. "Sir? I'm sorry, Mistress Divine is unable to take your call." "You fucking lying little whore! Put me through this instant!" "I'm sorry sir, she said.. t.. to tell you to call back w.. when you're prepared to be civil..." There's a click and he's off the line, leaving me trembling, ready to cry... the builder looks over at me. "Well then Kitty, where's my offer of a coffee?" "Sorry Sir, please, would you like a coffee?" I say, almost whimpering. "Yes, long strong and black," He chuckles. "Just like my cock." Mr Young laughs at that, and James cringes. I.. it's almost nice to have James there, at least someone is showing me a little sympathy, if only with understanding expressions. The coffee is delivered to the man who eyes me up appreciatively... and gestures to his crotch. "There's a drink for you there if you want one bitch?" Mr Young laughs. "That one's a pussy surely, with a name like kitty?" They both laugh at the feeble joke, then he turns to me. "Why don't you speak to your Mistress about those hand jobs we wanted?" "Y.. yes Sir," I stammer, and hurry back to the desk, then groan as wave after wave of intense sensation flows through me from the plug... I pick up the phone. "Mistress Divine? You called?" "Oh yes I did honey... now can you be a darling and accept the gentlemens requests?" "B.. but..." I whimper. "Is there a problem princess?" she says, an edge to her sweet voice. "I.. I thought... that..." I stammer, aware I could be digging myself deeper into trouble. "That you were working as a normal girl? Yes?" Mistress Divine's voice is a little colder. "And you are dear, and in this office normal girls give hand jobs or blow jobs to the clients if I tell them to." "Y.. yes Mistress Divine." "And it's Miss Divine, Kitty, this is just a normal office remember." "Y.. yes Miss Divine," I say, then put down the phone, and walk over to Mister Young, after all he was here first. "Please sir, may I g.. give you a hand job to m.. make your wait easier?" "Sure thing sweety," he says spreading his legs. "Dive in..." I kneel down before him, and my trembling hands reach up to his belt buckle, aware that all three of them are watching me intently. I struggle with the buckle, the long pink extensions on my nails making it harder. But, finally it's unfastened and I can undo the button, and gripping the tag of his zipper between my talons, I slowly drag it down, flinching at the sound. Gods.. do I want to hurry this and get it over with, or delay as long as possible? But the zip is down now, and I slowly tug his trousers down a little and then his pants, bringing his stiffening cock out on display. He doesn't seem embarrassed to have it out in front of these men, but James, and I are blushing furiously, I tentatively stroke it with my nail, gaining and appreciative groan from Mister Young, and feel it start to stiffen. I stroke it more, until it's upright and I can wrap my delicate hand around it. It's not massive, but.. it's big enough, and I start to pump my hand in long slow strokes, feeling it stiffen even more. Then I squeal, the phone! "S.. sorry Mister Young," I stammer, hurrying to pick up the receiver. "K.. kitty here, Miss Divine's office.. err how may I help you?" I stammer, glancing back to look at Mister Young's turgid cock... and he grins taking it as eagerness on my part, maybe? "Ah yes, I need an appointment with Divine tomorrow at 9 am," Comes a confident feminine voice. "Yes Ma'am," I say looking at her diary. "Yes.. there does seem to be a space. Who shall I say is attending?" "Mistress Kano," says the voice. "Tell her it's about a delivery." "Yes Miss," I reply writing her name down. "Thank you Miss." "Goodbye Kitty..." she says still sounding amused, and I put the phone down and hurry back to Mister Young and his cock. I start to pump again, looking away, not wanting to share this moment, but... "Look at me Kitty, service with a smile," Mister Young grins. "And it'll speed it up..." "Yes Sir," I say looking up into his beaming, slightly wrinkled face, trying to force my face into a smile. "That's better Kitty," he says, reaching out to pat my on the head. "Though it would be even faster if you used those candy lips on it." I gasp, looking and feeling horrified which makes him laugh, and his cock twitch.. I know I've been forced to do that same before but now? In the office, where anyone could walk in? Shit.. even.. Dale... But, my fear, my embarrassment excites him more.. maybe... maybe I can exploit that? "P.. please Sir, please don't mention that..." I stammer keeping my eyes wide. "Please d.. don't make me do that.. I.. I've never..." He laughs and I can see from his eyes this excites him. "Never sucked a cock?" "N.. no.. Sir.." I lie, trying to look innocent. "Not like this.. not being watched.. please.." "Please what? Should I shove it in your pussy instead?" he chuckles. "Shove it in the Kitty," comments the construction worker, who at a glance I can see is enjoying this immensely. "Oh please no sir!" I say pumping harder, looking at Mister Young again, moaning breathily. "Please.. d.. don't.. I.. don't m.. make me have y.. your hard cock f.. filling my.. my tight little pussy... please... I.. I'm just not that kind of girl..." Oh gods, I can't believe I'm saying all that, but.. oh shit it's working, I can tell he's about to cum.. and I've got nothing to catch it in.. except.. oh no... I open my mouth again bringing it close to his cock and point it, feeling it tremble, I close my eyes, hearing his moan of satisfaction, and then his grunts as he cums squirting cum into my mouth... fuck... not again... I fight back tears, as he laughs. "Not that kind of girl? You little liar! You little semen swallower!" "Y.. yes Sir.." I say, trying not to close my mouth, then.. accepting the inevitable, close and swallow the salty cum, shit... "You see, that's why we come here, for the personal touch." He grins patting my head, and handing me.. a fifty. "Good little slut, go buy yourself some thing sluttier to wear." "Y. yes Sir. Thank you Sir," I say, standing up, and feeling waves of pleasure from my arse again... I hurry back to the phone. "Yes Mistress Divine?" "It's Miss princess, but I'll forgive you for that excellent service, now do send Mister Young in..." "Yes Miss Divine," I say, flushing, and look up. "Miss Divine will see you now sir." "Why thank you Kitty, it's been a pleasure," he says, pulling up his pants and fastening his flies. "I'll look forward to seeing you again." "C'mon bitch," says the other man, ignoring the shivering James. "My turn." "Yes Sir, one moment Sir," I say, grabbing some tissues this time, and kneeling before him as he loosens his work clothes. His cock is just like he said it would be, big and black, and.. I masturbate him too, interrupted by two phone calls, and one visitor, a prim looking woman who sit's looking down her nose at me as I bring the man to climax, catching his cum in the tissues. I get the woman a cup of tea and finally return to my seat, I don't think she wants me to service her.. though I'd rather do that than what I have been doing. The calls keep coming, the visitors keep arriving. And Mistress Divine keeps reminding me to offer the guests a drink.. and a hand job. Soon.. I'm horny, and busy and humiliated, just as she likes me, and her guests like me. The prim woman's expression gets more and more disapproving especially when a female visitor makes me pull down her panties and reach up under her skirt to finger her pussy, till she cums, loudly. When the blushing James goes in, I settle down for a quiet period, wishing I could have a drink, and wash my hands. When he comes out, he's sobbing, and.. gods he's wearing make up.. It's not going to take much to make him look like a girl! And he runs out of the office... I really don't give much for his chances. The prim looking woman goes in next, then comes out and smiles at me. "Stand up Kitty, I have spoken to Miss Divine and she agrees you need some punishment for your shameless behaviour. Bend over your desk." I gasp, then obey and in front of three people, including the large construction worker, accept thirty spanks on my panty clad ass, feeling the plug go deeper into my arse on every occasion, s.. stimulating me more... oh gods, I.. I want to cum... why? I shouldn't but.. ohh... She stops before I can embarrass myself further and leaves, satisfied, and.. the last few visitors go through without any further ado, then I'm called through to see Mistress Divine. "You've been a busy girl this morning haven't you Kitty?" "Yes Mistress Divine," I simper, blushing staring at the floor. "No need to be embarrassed my sweet princess, you've done an excellent job," she says. "The happiest batch of clients I've had in a while. You do play the innocent slut so very well darling boi." "T.. thank you Mistress Divine," I stammer. "Now sweety, go get yourself some lunch," she says. "Lucille with be over to unlock your boots so you can change for the afternoon. And don't forget to come here to get ready for your night in your penthouse later." "Yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine," I say with another curtsy, trying not to tremble.. yes, Thursday night, another 'date' for Mistress Divine, another night in that suite.. and no Maddy to keep me company... without Mistress Thorne's attentions to look forward to I feel very alone and lost right now... Lunch in the canteen is okay, though there are even more eyes on me than usual, due to 'Kitty's' outfit. But no one wants to talk to me... probably because the word has gone round that I'm out of favour. So I'm little listless when Lucille comes over to unlock my boots... which seems to satisfy her, though she doesn't say anything. A quick trip upstairs and I'm in my standard office uniform, ready to sit at my desk and get to work. What I soon realise is that with no Mistress Thorne, no torment from supervisors, not even a Candi to tease me, and the looming threat of my night, the afternoon lasts for ever... Of course the plug in my arse sort of eases the discomfort but... I'm okay with that. And my mind gets to wander a little, realising just what 'being Kitty' will entail. Working as a normal girl my arse... or maybe Mistress Divine thinks that how normal office girls behave? In which case I've either lead a very sheltered life, or she's been with the company too long. More likely it's just another way to control me, make me want to become her chastised sissy. And right now.. that's almost feeling like my best option... But I have to hold out for Friday afternoon, and the possibility of forgiveness from Mistress Thorne. And so when closing time comes around, and Lucille comes to release me, I follow her meekly to Mistress Divine's office. "Quiet afternoon princess?" Mistress Divine asks, looking at me with a secret smile. I think she knows what I've been thinking. "Yes Mistress Divine," I reply with a curtsy. "Well this evening should make up for it sweety," She gestures to the changing room. "Please get changed like a good little boi, and we'll send you out to meet a very interesting man." "Yes Mistress Divine." I curtsy again. "Thank you Mistress Divine." I hurry into the changing room, wondering just what outfit she has in mind for me tonight. To be honest... I'm surprised. A pair of lacy red panties with a matching bra, barely black pantihose, a tight black leather skirt that reaches mid thigh, and an oversized white cable nit, roll neck sweater. The only thing that's even vaguely fetishy are the black, over the knee boots but.. for here, they're pretty tame, the heels are only what 5"? and no platform. The only troubling thought is I'll probably walk easier in these than in bare feet. Dressed, I walk back in to Mistress Divine and curtsy. "Ready Mistress Divine." "Oh no dear, not yet. Please Lucille to the honours." "Yes Mistress," Lucille says, prancing up to me in her sissy dress, and moves behind me, pulling my hair back leaving only my bangs, pulling it into a high pony tail then wrapping it into a bun. Then a quick wipe over my face, to replace my office make-up. From a glance in a mirror, I realise I'm being made to look less slutty, though whatever she's done to my eyes, they look huge. "Oh good, good, now.. just one little detail princess, and don't worry it's only temporary," Mistress Divine says, and Lucille grips my head, keeping it still. "I've been wanting to... field trial these for a while." My eyes follow Mistress Divine as she picks up a small bottle, and walks back towards me. I flinch, despite my best efforts not to... I'm nervous! She pulls out the top and it's an eye dropper? I blink involuntarily and Lucille tightens her grip on my head. Lowering herself to do menial tasks, Mistress Divine peels open my eye, and then I feel three drops hit the surface, making me want to flinch again. The other is treated the same way, and released I start blinking furiously... then realise that everything is a little blurred. "How does it look princess?" Mistress Divine asks. "E.. everything is b.. blurry Mistress Divine," I whimper. "Hmm.. good. Now try these," I'm handed a pair of glasses.. I've never worn glasses, well only sunglasses, and I put them on... "Still blurry Mistress Divine," I reply a catch in my voice. I'm not liking this... "And these sweety?" She passes me another pair, and another until my vision with glasses returns pretty much to normal. "Yes Mistress.. these are good," I manage, feeling nervous, but.. a little bit aroused at the thought of a new level of helplessness. "Good. They'll make your pretty little eyes tired, so you'll need to take them off from time to time. I suggest you play with them when you do boi, sucking on the arms is an absolute must," Mistress Divine smiles and reaches out to pat me on the cheek. "Now hurry outside pretty boi, Chanteuse is waiting." "Yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine," I say curtsying as I turn to go. As I'm halfway through the door Mistress Divine calls out to you. "Oh and princess? Tonight your name is Slut.. just Slut. Your date insisted on it honey." "Y.. yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine," I say blushing. "Don't let your date think it's anything else sweety, or you'll be in big trouble. What's your name princess?" "My name is.. S.. slut, Mistress Divine," I reply blushing, fiddling with my new glasses "My dear sweet sissy boi, that's just perfect. Keep saying it like that," she says with a broad smile. "Now get going." "Yes Mistress Divine, thank you Mistress Divine," I say with yet another curtsy then hurry out to the car, where and amused looking Chanteuse is standing with the door open. For once I don't feel the cold outside but I still hurry over and slip into the limo, letting her shut the door behind me. Inside I find a book and a drink, waiting and a little note with Slut written in large cursive script on the outside. Opening the note I read. "This book is for Slut to read in the car and at the bar whilst she waits for her date. Be a good sissy and drink your drink." I wonder what's in the drink? And also if I could get away with tipping it out? I want to, but... I know this car is monitored, so instead I take a deep breath and swig it. No sense in prolonging the torment. There's a warm alcoholic taste as it goes down and I feel a little flushed. As we near the hotel I feel another affect in my panties as my cock stiffens out from it's carefully tucked position to press hard against my little leather skirt. I'm suddenly so glad of the oversized sweater which should at least cover this latest embarrassment, as long as I'm careful. Chanteuse pulls up, and I wait whilst she opens the door, and accept her hand to help me out. "Thank you." She just smiles and closes the door behind me, but I know she's watching as I walk into the hotel. In through the lobby, there are a few casual glances as I walk to the bar. Okay.. I still look cute, but not gorgeous, or really slutty like I normally do. The only part of me that is drawing real attention is my legs...and.. well I don't mind that. And the boots are hot... as is my crotch! I feel so embarrassed, like people can look through my skirt and see the throbbingly erect cock inside, but.. oh that god for the sweater. I walk to the bar, and perch on a stool. Without me saying a word a drink, pink champagne again, is placed beside me. I take a sip, carefully cross my legs and pull out the book I've been given. I know I was supposed to read it in the car, but the journey is so short I never had chance. I look at the cover... it's plain, and in French, it looks very intellectual. Inside.. it's porn. Not just porn... illustrated porn, with most of the pictures being me. And there are a lot of them... I flush, my cock goes hard, and I hear someone speak to me... I look up, and it's a familiar but unwanted face. "Master William?" I say quietly, embarrassed. "Good girl," he says, smiling at me in his predatory way. "You remembered our appointment?" "Yes Sir," I reply, flushing wondering if he is my 'date' for the night, or.. "Hmm.. but you aren't let out on your own without permission, so why else are you here?" "D.. date night," I stammer. "Really?" He laughs. "Probably some jaded old sot who can't get it up any more without a shemale whore to help him. Isn't that right Angela?" "Yes Sir," I reply blushing. "So.. Angela, what are you reading?" he says grinning widely. "It looks interesting." Before I can react or protest he's pulled the book out of my hands, proving just how much stronger than me he is, and starts to flick through it. "Oh my... you have been a naughty girl haven't you Angela?" I look at him silently, and his gaze narrows. "Be good cunt or I'll share this book with the whole hotel, and your friend Dale." Oh shit, the look in his eyes as he says that! I nearly pee myself, that's.. that's just nasty... he's not just your ordinary bully. There's something truly nasty underneath "Yes Sir! Sorry sir! I have been a naughty girl sir." "Excellent, and so good of you to admit it," He goes back to being the genial bully once again. "Oh I must have one of these written about Jeanie, when they finally catch her." "Jeanie?" I whisper, squirming, guessing that it's who James will become. "Oh yes.. you knew her as James. She's going to be joining you soon... when my dear friends at your company actually catch her. She's very good at hiding apparently." "Hiding?" I say, playing the scared innocent card again. "Oh yes.. he's booked in for a surprise transformation," Master William grins, then looks around. "Hmm... I'm guessing your date will arrive soon. Come see me in the men's toilets in an hour for your cock sucking session... and more blackmail pictures. Won't that be fun?" "Yes Sir," I reply, shifting uncomfortably on my stool. He leans in and kisses me, on the lips, I daredn't refuse, and I taste him.. he smells of cigarettes and expensive cologne. As he pulls back he grins. "Good, I do like a good kiss, and I'm obviously not going to do that after you've sucked my cock am I?" "No Sir!" I squeak, humiliated and... aroused, and embarrassed... confused. I hate him! I hate this treatment! But it... it makes me excited.... I know he can tell my emotions as he looks at my face and smiles, a nasty victorious smile. But he's walking off now... and a few moments later a replacement walks over. This is no handsome older gentleman, like Captain Reynolds, but a thin, nervous man in his forties I guess, his hair cut too short, but his plain black clothes very well tailored. "Who are you?" he says.. well hisses as he stands next to me.. tense. "Slut," I whisper, as per Mistress Divines order, blushing as I do so... he looks nervous, which is good perhaps? "Yes," he says, still tense. "You are. I saw you with that man just now. Is he your husband?" "N.. no..." I gasp, my eyes wide at the thought. Master William as my Husband? Oh fuck that's horrid... "You seem shocked?" he says coldly. "Have you perhaps realised the immorality of your actions?" "The what?" I gasp, feeling increasingly uncomfortable at the unblinking look he gives me. "Kissing a man in public, and he's not even your husband?" His eyes seem even more prominent. "What does that make you? Hmm?" I shrink back a little on my stool, it should be impossible to make 'hmm' sound threatening, but he does. "A.. slut?" "Exactly!" he says face brightening as if he's just revealed an important truth to me. "And what is your name?" "S.. slut?" I stammer, aware this is all part of Mistress Divine's plan. "But it's worse than that isn't it?" he says leaning in closer. "Much worse.. because you're not even a girl..." "No sir..." I shrink back, in danger of toppling off the stool. "A man? Kissing another man... it's obscene!" He hisses and I feel a fleck of his spit hit my face. "Y.. yes?" I whimper, afraid to bring my hand up to wipe my face. "And what does that deserve slut?" he says his face less than an inch from mine. A crazy thought that I should kiss him, enters my mind, swiftly discarded. "I.. a slut needs to be p.. punished sir." "Exactly," he hisses. "Come with me." I put down my drink and take the book with me, I don't want that falling into just anybody's hands, and follow him out of the room, aware all eyes are on us... no one does anything of course, though I imagine Master William is smirking in a corner somewhere. The man signals one of the staff who hands him a key, and he leads me into a small room on the ground floor. I'm half imagining some sort of dungeon but.. it's just a room, with shuttered windows and a card table and chairs. "Bend over and grasp the seat of a chair slut!" He hisses. "Yes Sir," I reply walking over, then bending at the hips, thrusting my ass towards him, presenting a target, with my sweater pulling up to reveal my tight leather skirt. I hear a hiss of indrawn breath and footsteps, then his hands feverishly stroke the tight leather over my arse. From the sounds it excites him.. it.. certainly excites me, and my hands grip the chair tightly as I try and keep in control. Then one hand slides between my thighs, rubbing up and down the inside of them, feeling my leg through the pantihose. From the groans this really excites him.. I mean it makes me hot but... he pauses then forces my skirt up over my hips to fully expose my arse.. then one hand comes round and touches my penis... and he gives another little sigh. "Filth! Perverted sissy whore!" He groans, like it's sex talk. "You're a disgusting affront to all that's decent.. you creature..." I blush, and feel his hands return to their rough, almost desperate fondling of my arse. "Tell me what you are creature!" "I.. I'm a slut.. a.. a filthy perverted slut. A.. transsexual sissy shemale, a disgusting, slutty whore.." I stammer out these and a hundred other words like them, then gasp, as I feel him kiss my arse through the pantihose. "Oh fuck.. I'm such a slut.. this turns me on... gods I'm a pervert!" "Yes! Yes you are," He moans, and I can feel his hot breath on my arse, then his lips kissing my arsehole through the pantihose and panties... oh my.. that's actually kinda.. .oooh.... "Filth!" He screams and I hear him stand up and step away. "Temptress! Tempter! Slut!" And then I feel a flurry of blows on my arse, feverish, strong, but poorly aimed, then shove me forwards and my new glasses fly off my face leaving me virtually blind, as I squeal... then he gives a loud half sigh half groan... and.. there's a pause. I sniff.. I'm pretty sure he's cum, and then I feel something thrown at the ground near me, and hurried feet rush off... was that it? What was that? I carefully stand and pull down my skirt, rubbing my arse. It's wasn't a good or accurate spanking, but.. on top of all the other punishment I keep receiving, my arse is still sore. Then a desperate fumble on the floor to find the glasses, and restore my sight then see the crumpled pile of notes he's thrown on the floor next to me... I look at them total $13, shit, I really am a cheap whore now... I keep them, I'll give them to Mistress Divine I suppose. I'll get into trouble if I leave them... now to leave, although the worst thing right now is the rampaging hard-on pushing against my skirt. That's embarrassing! I pull down my sweater and wait for a while, but it doesn't go down.. and.. shit, it must be time to meet Master William... fuck... So, clutching the book in one hand and keeping the sweater down over my front with the other, I hurry towards the toilets. Please, please may Dale not be here tonight, I say to myself, I.. I'll confess everything soon.. but not now, not like this... I'm so busy thinking and wishing this that I'm startled by a hand on my shoulder and nearly scream... "Well well.. you're an eager little cunt aren't you?" Master William says, guiding me forwards towards the toilets. "Ready to get my cock in your arse?" "No! No Master William.. you agreed, just a blow job.. not my arse!" I squeal, loudly... too loudly, I see a couple of people turn to look at me with disgust. He merely chuckles. "Very well you little whore, just your mouth this time. Arse next time perhaps..." And with that, and with at least one person still watching he steers me into the men's room. As he pushes me to my knees, I'm grateful that it's clean and carpeted at least... ... and after a humiliating half hour were he drags it out, makes me beg to be allowed to make him cum, and finally coats my face with his stick ejaculation, I'm shoved out the door. I immediately run into the ladies room and wash my face, trying to cleaning the cum from the lenses of my glasses, but left with smears.. oh I wish I could see properly, I wish I didn't get treated like that.. I wish I could stop getting turned on by this... That's the worst thing right now, I hate myself for it, but I'm so horny right now... maybe that weird guy was right about me? Maybe I should be punished properly. Looking into the mirror through the smeared lenses of my glasses, I try and make myself presentable, before leaving the room and hurrying to the lift. The one thing I have still got is my book... tucked tightly under my arm, I want to get rid of it, but.. I think Mistress divine would take a dim view of that. As I ride up in the lift, I wonder, just what part of the company is this hotel? How many 'normal' people are here? And how many perverts? Does Dale know? He can't... can he? I walk into Kitty's room, my room, and this time there's no maid present. I suppose that's understandable now, after everything that's happened. And it's nice to be able to unzip my boots and curl up on the couch and read my book... god it's a dirty book. All about a version of me who's owned by Mistress Divine, kept as a lacy sissy who minces around in chastity serving her Mistresses every whim... a look into my possible future. I'm so glad I'm not in chastity thought, and I slide out of the tight skirt, and masturbate through my panties, hidden under the sweater until I cum... it feels so good.. and it's only afterwards I remember the number of little camera's around the room. Oh well... it's only another show, and a lot more decent than most things I've done in here, or had done to me in here... I go to the bedroom to change, looking at the spot on the floor where that poor maid peed herself last time. I wonder... is she still trapped as Circe's pony girl? Or with Black's downfall will she be released? I.. I some how doubt it's the latter. Some silky lingerie has been laid out for me ready, I wonder who by? After a hot shower, where I was my hair and rinse all traces of Master William down the drain, I step out squinting. My vision is getting better, thank god, but still not right... and I can't find the glasses, which is odd, I'm sure I left them on the shelf over the sink, but I can't find them anywhere. At least I don't need them to dry myself and my hair, or see where the large four-poster bed is. It's a little odd walking around half blind, but not too hard in the confines of the penthouse. I slip on the satin thong and nightie, all in white, and revel in the feel of the matching stockings, that I pull onto my legs... What's that noise? I heard something in the main room! "H.. hello?" I ask, taking a nervous step forwards. There's no response, and it stays silent just long enough for me to think I was mistaken before I hear it again, a footstep followed by a discreet cough. "Hello? I know you're there? Who is it?" Fuck! I feel so helpless, looking around for some kind of weapon to hold to try and scare of an intruder. Funnily enough there's no obvious weapons in this sissies apartment, and as I step to fumble through the drawers, my foggy vision focused on the door to the main room. My hand closes around something, almost like a truncheon, and I pull it out.. it's a dildo, of course it's a fucking dildo! "Hello sissy." The voice comes from behind me! I spin around, the hand holding the dildo raised like it's a club, but there's no one there... except a small black box... a speaker? I spin around as I hear something else out in the main room, then silence. Is this just a trick? "Hello?" I ask again, still scared.. Something falls onto the floor into the other room, that sounds too real to be a speaker. I edge my way to the door and look around.. nothing? Just blurred shapes of furniture... then a nasty little giggle, and I turn to face a female form, I can't make out who it is, just she's wearing black and her hair is black and she's at the light switch.. "What?" I start, then the lights go out... and I scream! The woman takes two steps towards me in the dark, and I feel one hand wrap around my waist the other clamp something over my mouth.. oh no! I kick and struggle as I smell the fumes from the cloth, until I feel my limbs start to go limp and my consciousness fades...