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(Note from Author - This final more polished version would not have been possible without the very kind help I received from Vickie Tern. Thanks again Vickie) Maid to Measure or Sissy Slave By Design, Part One [by Mistress Kathrine] Nick It was early on Monday morning when the CEO himself knocked on Nick's office door and asked if he was busy? Nick had never said anything more than hello a few times to the man. What was this all about? Had he been fired? Was the company being restructured? Nick just mumbled a "No, come in," trying hard to smile. Meanwhile he mentally stuck on hold the list of things he had spent the entire weekend carefully organizing in his mind. Things he was just about to tell his secretary, and the order they should be done in today. In an attempt to get his department back on schedule. "Nick I realize you're busy working on sorting out that raid 5 glitch in the latest Upgrade for the Thunderbolt series. But I have a very unusual special favor to ask. You don't have to do it of course" (Yeah as If!!! Nick thought) "and you're going to think I need to be checked into the nearest funny farm for even asking," (Most Likely) "However it is something that is a request from my best and brightest. They believe you're the one with the level of knowledge that can talk them through, and answer a lot of technical questions they have. They seem to be convinced the techies under you can't tie their shoe laces without your guidance." "Well that's very flattering Sir, what is it they need?" "Call me Rob, please" said the CEO with a warm smile that greatly lightened the level of stress that his arrival had given Nick. "Do you know my VP for Global Marketing Kathrine Gilbert?" "I don't believe there is a person working here Sir, sorry Rob, that doesn't at least know of the supermodel working upstairs," Nick said with a big smile. Rob began to chuckle at this statement before continuing. "Yes I've often wondered why she worked so hard through Uni and the high stress world of corporate life, given her looks. But we are all different, and I guess she wants to be appreciated for what she has on the inside. Instead of what she has on the outside," Rob moved slowly to the chair opposite Nick's desk as he spoke and took a seat. "What does Miss Gilbert need from me, Rob?" "Well she is Upgrading to our Flag Ship PC at her home office. It's obviously well out of most people's ability to set up, and she seems to have it firmly set in her mind that no one but you, is going to be able to set the system up properly," Rob was looking Nick squarely in the eye as he said this. "Well Rob it might be out of most people's ability to set the system up properly, that's true. However it's a walk in the park for even a first year Computer technician. I will do it of course, but I just hope you realize that will slow down my department with our investigation on the Thunderbolt issue," said Nick. "I realize that Nick and I really appreciate your understanding, helping me out with this. One of the harder parts of my job is keeping my key personnel happy so they can stay on the top of their game. I certainly will remember this sacrifice Nick, and you can rest assured I will take extra special care to help you anyway I can in the future. I like to reward my staff who go the extra mile for me," Rob added, as he slowly began to stand up and lean forward, with his arm outstretched to shake hands. Nick stood up smiling and shook Rob's hand as they said their goodbyes. Then Nick wondered what he had done to get the attention of the supermodel? Nick had known from as early as grade school that he wasn't a boy that would attract any girl's attention. He'd always been small, skinny and more interested in reading than playing sports like the other boys. He was certain that the reason for this attention from such a desirable coworker was of a purely business nature. However, it's nice to dream, he thought. Nick did a lot of dreaming in his own time. That's because when Nick was alone and in the privacy of his home, he had a special secret. When Nick got home from work each day, he'd usually follow a regime that removed the business man Nick, the Computer Geek, and put on Nikki the good time girl. Nikki had been born while Nick was at home in his teens and left alone to do the family laundry, one weekend while the rest of the family were all out for the day. His older sister had started buying grown up ladies underwear. But it was not like his mum's. These articles were so very silky and soft. So pretty and small, they fascinated Nick. Idle little hands do the devil's work, and before little Nick knew what he was doing he was in his room dressed in the satin pretty little nothings and furiously beating the small appendage between his legs as if everything was its fault and Nick needed to punish it. It would give him such a wonderful feeling at the end, when it spewed forth its token dribble, after having been wrestled between his clenched fist and the silky panties. That deposit of future possible little Nicks was simply the price he knew had to be paid. As he matured so did his relationship between his appendage and those pretty panties. He began to introduce close family members of the panties. Bras, camisoles, slips, skirts, short dresses, high heels, stockings, garter belts and sexy form fitting gowns were the immediate family. However,. As with all other families, it wasn't too long before distant relatives started showing up in Nick's secret life with those panties, in the form of jewelry, make up, and wigs. While Nick dearly loved to spend time with his secret extended family, while he was at university he kept them all in a hideout. It was only after Nick started working and could afford to move out on his own that he could freely invite them all to come and stay with him. This was when his Nikki came out and asserted herself as the lady of the house. During Nicks working career he found the internet a wonderful playground for Nikki and the family. Nikki found lots of kindred spirits all eager to share experiences and recipes. She had her own Blog and organized little outings for a very select group of kindred spirits. At work Nick got along with everyone he worked with. They all thought Nick was a bit of a loner and felt a bit sorry for him. His small stature and slightly effeminate looks were why his secretary Betty, who was older than Nick, thought it was her social duty to comb the office and an extended pool of friends to try and find a date for her boss. She looked on him as a surrogate son. He was certainly small enough and cute enough in her eyes. Nick secretly got a warm feeling from Betty's mothering attitude, and he basically let her run the office however she felt it should be run. This, Nick told himself, gave him more time to focus on getting the work done. He felt this was how a man showed his ability to delegate. After Ron had left, Nick buzzed Betty and asked her if she could contact Miss Gilbert's office and arrange a suitable time for the installation of the company's equipment. Also to get him the address and a contact phone number. Betty instantly had one hundred and one questions about this lady her sweet boss was going to visit. Betty of course knew the lady in question and was thrilled for Nick, that he was going to be spending some time with the most beautiful woman at the company, a woman who was still single, just like her boss. Later that day Nick was given the address and instructions to head over to Miss Gilbert's house as soon as he was able, as she was apparently already waiting for him. All of the equipment had been delivered the previous week. Nick told Betty he would probably be gone for at least a couple of days. Although the work wasn't technically difficult, it was time consuming due to its bulk, the enormous amount of adjustments that needed to be made during setup. As Nick drove over to Miss Gilbert's home he wondered why she was having such a large state-of-the-art computer with huge multiple screens set up in her home. This computer was really a geek's wet dream computer, and the last thing Miss Gilbert looked like was a geek. As Nick turned into the street he was amazed by the size of each front fence surrounding the house blocks. At a rough guess he surmised they must be half-acre house blocks. Well, Miss Gilbert sure had privacy, that was certain. When he turned into her driveway he was again surprised, he couldn't see the house at all. The drive snaked its way between tall pine trees on either side. He proceeded up the drive for what he guessed to be four or five hundred yards before it turned sharply into a courtyard with a fountain in the middle. On his right he saw that the drive continued on to a large garage that looked like it could accommodate at least ten cars. To his left there were very wide white marble steps that went up to a wall of glass. The house was completely finished with floor to roof glass. There was also water rippling down the walls from the roof. Not very much, just enough to obscure a view of whatever was on the other side of the glass. A small area in the middle of the wall did not have water flowing down it and he noticed a shiny very large chrome handle. Must be the front door, he surmised. Kathrine It had been a difficult week for the beautiful and intelligent young lady. She had been to another counseling session, which she considered a complete waste of her time. She could never and would never open up to anyone like that about the true nature of her relationship with her recently deceased parents. She was so indignant at the do gooders for creating such a fuss, that she ended up going to a counselor just to get them off her back. They had been unlucky enough to board an ill-fated flight earlier in the year and Kathrine was missing them both deeply. She needed all of her self-control to stay focused and continue the life plan that she and her mother had planned together years ago. Kathrine's mother was a dominant woman and had brought up her only child to follow in her footsteps. For Kathrine the example her mother had given her was one of pure female empowerment. Her mother was in fact a dominatrix and her Daddy was the most beautiful and kind Sissy that Kathrine had ever known. She adored them both and from very early on had eagerly spent as much time with them as she could. Her mother would often let Kathrine see to her Daddy's punishment in order to help her build confidence for when she would have her own Husband. Her mother had on many occasions sat down with Kathrine and carefully explained the reasons she should punish her Daddy. Daddy would also sit down with Kathrine and explain the reasons why he loved her mother so dearly and was pleased to see her enjoy the company of other men. There was one part of her parents' relationship that always stuck out in Kathrine's mind, the one she felt placed their love for each other above every other couple's Kathrine had ever known. That was dinner time, when her Mother would sit down at the dinner table with her, and her Daddy would take his place lying flat on the floor, with his face under her Mother's specially made chair. Her mother would then remove the diaphragm she had inserted in her pussy, and allow her daddy to receive the dinner that his Mistress had so considerately collected on his behalf from her daily bulls. She explained to Kathrine that one of the reasons they were so happily married was that they each gave the other what they most deeply and intimately needed. For Kathrine's mother it was a male who would assume the feminine role and give her a way of expressing her strong dominant nature. While for her daddy it was having a woman he could hold up on a pedestal and worship while expressing his submissive feminine nature. So she explained to Kathrine that they were both outcasts from main stream society but had found in each other a perfect complementing partner for life. Having been brought up this way, Kathrine did not look at men the same way her friends did. She loved having sex with both sexes just as her mother did. She also fully enjoyed big strong virile men plowing their hard man meat deep within her, just like her mummy did. But she too was of a strong dominant nature and found that those big strong virile men were really only good for one thing. When it came to spending time with someone for company, these men left her cold. She adored the sweet sissy ways of her daddy. How quickly he would jump to serve her and her mother, chatting about everything from hair styles and women's fashions to sexual techniques for sustained orgasms. Her daddy was like the closest of girlfriends. She fondly remembered his reassuring winks when she was a little concerned she might be hurting him while placing him in restraints, or paddling his bottom at the direction of her mother. She marveled at the discomfort he would welcome to please her and her mother. She realized early on in her upbringing that she needed to find a very special partner. Someone just like her dear daddy. She also realized that just like her mother, she was going to need to train her little princess when she found Him. Then while attending university she was sitting in the main cafeteria reading and pondering while just watching the other students coming and going, when she noticed something out of the ordinary. It was a boy, he was around her own slender build with blonde hair like hers, and he kind of reminded her of her dear daddy. She decided right away she would find out everything she could about this boy. She would tell her mother about him and ask her what she thought. Fortunately for Kathrine, while her daddy wasn't practicing his first love, worshiping her mother, he was a very successful international banker. The question of money never reared its head in their home life. So when Kathrine mentioned this promising boy she had seen at university to her mother, her mother's first reaction was to pick up the phone and call her personal private investigator. He was mostly used for checking out business associates and clients, but now and then she found it useful to use his services for more personal matters. Later that month Kathrine was given a folder by her mother containing every little detail about her mystery boy, right down to his dress size. She read every word the file contained. Twice. Her mother was in agreement with her, that he was indeed very promising and worth her time to pursue. The tricky part was going to be getting this little princess around to her way of thinking. She noticed in the file that he frequently went online to a favorite chat room that was linked to a cross dressing blog he would go to. She then decided she would try chatting with him, first under different nics, playing different characters, to see if she could draw him out. This ended up taking a few months. But well before her parents' fatal day, she had managed to share some wonderful times in the chat room with her mother and her little princess. She and her mother playing tag team on him, both using femme dom nics. He was naturally oblivious to the scheming that was already in full swing around him. During this early time her mother helped her form a strategy to execute. This was the plan Kathrine was still working on, her main focus since her parent's untimely death. In a way Kathrine now saw her molding of her little princess as a way of keeping her parents and their life style alive in her memories, and this helped to console her in this time of healing. The plan allowed some time before they would meet face to face for the first time. She needed to appear in his life as a figure to be worshipped from afar. Someone out of reach of someone such as himself. This would make any interest she might bestow on him later all the more powerful in its effect on his psyche. Her mother was the one who explained to Kathrine that the best way to accomplish this would be to work in the same company he works in, when he finds employment, but from the start to seriously outrank him. Then from his first focus on her, he would be looking at her the right way, up! Her dominance over him would be among his very first thoughts about her. He must only ever see her as unobtainable. Then with the use of the internet and the chat room, she could coax his mind in the right direction, patiently, day by day, manipulating his mind into not just accepting female superiority, but worshipping it. He must come to revere her first, before they met face to face, without realizing that that's what he was in fact doing. Then as she took him into her life as her life partner, he would always keep her on that high pedestal, even while watching other men's cocks sliding in and out of her body. Kathrine well-remembered her 17th birthday party. Her mother had spent a week making the preparations. It was an incredible day of pleasure and learning that culminated in her being laid comfortably on her big bed. Her mother was seated in a chair next to her in the role of director. Then one after another bodybuilders with cocks no less than eight inches but some as large as twelve would enter the room, mount Kathrine, pump until she climaxed, then release their load and leave. All-in-all there were ten men. After five however, she needed to empty herself, and this was where her daddy played his part, lying on the floor next to the bed at his wife's feet. Kathrine's mummy explained what to do. "Now baby just watch you slip your hand over your pussy before you swing your legs out of bed. Cup your hand firmly against your pussy. Then watch you don't step directly on your Sissy as you get out. Place one foot on either side of his head and with your hand still firmly in place, gently lower your pussy to his mouth. It's up to you how you feed your Sissy , you can just quickly remove your hand and let your sissy handle the flow with his mouth but I've found my Sissy is very eager, and I enjoy making him fight a bit for it. First by letting him only get what slips between my fingers, It lasts longer that way and its more fun watching him get all excited when some thicker more creamy bits slip out. Then after a while I like to tease him by taking my hand away and giving him a mouth full then digging my fingers between his lips and mine and stopping him." Her mommy laughed at that point. "But sweetie it's your birthday and he's your sissy to use today so just do whatever you find most enjoyable" she finished with. Kathrine squatted down over his face, facing her mummy for further coaching on how best to feed the Sissy his meal. She looked in her mother's eyes and gave a big smile as she felt her daddy's tongue flicking between her fingers and cleaning her as he went. Kathrine, felt wonderful that she could enjoy such intimate moments with her parents. She understood this sort of behavior was frowned on by the majority of society but she didn't care what other people thought, as long as her Mummy encouraged her. Her daddy did very well that day, and brought Kathrine off to a number of climaxes with that first load. She then had the next five men service her before trying a different way of feeding her Sissy that mummy borrowed her. Instead of holding it in with her hand, she wanted to watch her daddy Sissy climb on to the bed and get behind her. She kept her head on the bed in the doggie position as she lifted her pelvis high into the air and told him he was going to need to suck it out of her this time. She could feel his warm breath and his nose in her crotch diligently working away, flicking up and down the crack of her bottom. Every now and then she told him he needed to get his tongue deeper into her rosebud to massage her insides with its tip. Then if he did well she would reward him by letting him resume sucking at her pussy, as one climax after another washed over her. At one point she looked to see where mommy was, and saw she was fingering her pussy with her legs resting on the bed, watching all the action from her excellent vantage point. Ahhh yes Kathrine would always remember that birthday. Her mother made a point of insisting that Kathrine exercise her abdominal and pelvic muscles daily, by doing things like lifting pens sitting in a glass on the floor, grabbing hold of the pen with her pussy lips, using her vaginal muscles as she then stood up, pen still tight in her pussy. It was by doing things like this that Kathrine, could control all of the pleasure she and her lovers received during intercourse. Once a man had experienced sex with Kathrine, they were ruined for life with other women. Her power over men was formidable. Her mother's instructions and training combined with her natural beauty, made Kathrine a force to be reckoned with. As Kathrine looked at the monitor that showed the driveway camera, she was thinking about how long it had taken from the first time she saw Nickolas, her sweet soon to be Sissy slave. She thoughtfully pondered the steps she had planned out with her mother's help to get to this point. All of the training her mother and daddy had given her was now about to be put to the final test. Would she be able to convince Nicky to give himself completely to her as her Sissy sex slave and Cuckold life partner. Technically, she realized, the world would see him as her sissy husband. But in her mind she was really going to be the husband when they were married. At this point she suddenly burst into laughter as she realized she was thinking about marrying a man who at this point in time didn't know she already knew everything about him. In fact he would be thinking they were almost complete strangers. This was going to be so much fun, she giggled to herself, still eyeing the monitor. When the car finally did appear Kathrine's first thought she said out loud to herself, "Show time Folks". She began the walk from the security room to the front door, and reached the front door just as she saw Nick looking left and right of the door for a button to press. Of course there was none. Kathrine opened the door and welcomed Nick with a big warm smile. "Hello you must be Nick from work, don't worry looking for a door bell, my parents had this house custom built and deliberately didn't have a door bell fitted. They just hated interruptions and would always wait to welcome people they invited." "Oh hello Miss Gilbert, yes I am from the company, I hope you haven't been waiting too long?" Nick said trying not to stare at her beauty. "Come in, and please, just call me Kathrine," She said this while thinking at the same time, the title she would soon have him trained to address her with, would make the formality of Miss Gilbert pale by comparison. That thought made her welcoming smile even broader. Kathrine was wearing a long rose colored satin dress robe that was closed at the top tight up against her neck and all the way down to her knees, where it opened and allowed just a glimpse of her stocking-covered legs as she walked. "You're probably curious to know why I pulled some strings to have you come and fit this system". She said this as she turned to walk away from Nick and back deeper into the house, expecting Nick to come in and follow her. Which Nick did, with a quick hurried step, turning as he walked through the front doorway to close the door behind him. When he turned back to follow her she had quickly opened up a distance between them. Nick just couldn't help but stare at the interior of the house as she walked off. This place was out of this world, Nick thought. The ceilings were high and everything was white. It was difficult to see where the floor met the walls and where the walls met the ceiling. Nick couldn't make out any lines or fixtures. Not even lights in the ceiling. He wondered if there were any. Nick wanted to look closer but had to hurry to catch up with Kathrine. "Well, Rob explained that you have great confidence in my technical ability but none in my coworkers. I don't know why, Kathrine, as I don't believe I have done any work in front of you to date," Nick said still looking around in all directions with a look of bewilderment. "Come this way" Kathrine said as she led Nick into a room that he thought must be the lounge. Well at least it had a couch and coffee table in front of it, so that was enough to make that assumption. "Please have a seat while I get us something to drink. You must be thirsty after your drive here," she said. She didn't wait for him to reply and left the room. Nick walked over to the couch and sat down. He started studying everything in this room. It also had one wall that was completely made of glass and had water flowing slowly down its full length. He listened and noticed how quiet it was. There was not a sound, he could hear only his own breathing. There were some paintings on two of the walls, postmodernist impressionist was Nicks guess. He didn't recognize them. The couch was made of soft black leather and was very low and close to the floor for sitting. The rest of the furniture in the room was a little sparse. The coffee table was also very low and painted piano black. There was what looked like a wall unit of some kind, again black like the coffee table, but it had no handles or doors that Nick could see. It was relatively large, taking up half of one wall, and it was opposite the couch. Perhaps it held the entertainment system? Nick made up his mind not to be nosey and just wait for Kathrine to show him if it came up. Kathrine returned with two glasses in her hands and handed Nick one. He thanked her as she informed him it was pineapple juice. "Mmm my favorite" Nick said. "Really?" said Kathrine with a sly smile. "Wasn't that lucky?" She sat down next to Nick, so close she was actually, literally rubbing shoulders with Nick. "You know Rob never said how cute you were Nikki" Kathrine said as she faced Nick with her lips only inches from Nick's. Nick felt his face begin to burn and he knew he was seriously blushing. This just fuelled Kathrine's resolve. "Is everything alright Nikki?" Kathrine said sweetly pretending she didn't realize which name she was using. "Umm I think I should probably get started", said Nick as he made a move to get up. But Kathrine just placed her left hand on Nick's shoulder, firmly pushing him back down to the couch. "My, my Nikki, are you going to ignore my hospitality? I think I might be offended" she said with mock indignation. "Oh I'm sorry Miss Gilbert I I I mean Kathrine I didn't mean to offend you," Stuttered Nick. "Well Nicky I don't know...Hmmm are you really sorry?" It took great self- control on Kathrine's part not to burst out laughing at the very obvious discomfort she was inflicting on Nick now. Nick was in serious inner turmoil. This beautiful woman was seeming to throw herself at him and it frightened him so much he just wanted to run. Why he was reacting this way he had no idea, except that a little voice told him it might have something to do with the way she was addressing him. "Yes I am truly sorry Kathrine, you are a wonderful hostess, I don't know what got into me. I'm just a little nervous that's all," said Nick while looking into Kathrine's deep blue eyes. Kathrine let just a hint of a smile cross her lips as she lifted her left hand up and slowly inserted three fingers into Nick's hair, then began to run them ever so slowly back while she said " You know Nikki, I would love to believe you. But I seem to be having a difficult time doing that. I get the impression you don't like me," She was still focused on her fingers in his hair and spoke slowly in a soft voice almost absent mindedly. Nick's little appendage was fighting his slacks to get free, and he began squirming around in a vain attempt to relieve how awkward he felt. Desperate to convince this goddess she was wrong, he blurted out, "No Kathrine, it's not true, I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Kathrine did smile now and quipped, still speaking softly, "Well I'm glad we established that, but how are you going to make it up to me? What are you going to do after hurting my feelings by your terrible behavior?" she teased. "I would do anything for you Kathrine, anything at all," Nick said without so much as a second thought. Ahhhh yes that's what Kathrine needed to hear. Giving poor naive Nick her puppy dog eyes, she said, "Well Nikki, why don't you finish your drink while I think about that," She said it with a very sly smile, her face still only inches from Nicks. As Nick brought the glass to his lips again he began to wonder why he felt so light-headed. Could it be the arousal of being so intimately close to this sexy beautiful woman? Or, could he be coming down with something? Kathrine casually glanced at her watch and wondered how much longer the tranquilizer in Nicks drink would need to take effect. She thought she could save a little time and effort now by leading him to where she physically wanted him before he lost consciousness. "Nikki Sweet Puffs, why don't I show you where you will be working while I consider what you can do to prove to me I am wrong about your not liking me," She said this with a soft smile as she stood up slowly and took his hand. Nick really wasn't feeling the best and then it hit him - the endearment Kathrine just used. "Oh my God," he thought, "that's the way Mistress in the chat room addresses me," The Mistress he had been secretly submitting to online for over two years. He had never seen her and would often wonder - when doubt clouded his mind - if she were even a real woman. Looking back down at Nick, Kathrine could see in his eyes that the wheels were turning after she'd used their online private room endearment. She felt a rush of power over him so strong in that moment, as their eyes bore deeply into each other's, that it made her pussy wet. She just smiled at him, holding his hand still without moving, savoring this very moment. She knew now his mind would be reeling. However, this feeling of power over him was so intoxicating she had to prolong it for all it was worth. "Come on, follow me, Nikki Sweet Puffs," She now firmly pulled him to his feet and began leading him to a doorway he had not been through yet. He followed her mutely, unable to string coherent thoughts together. Then as they passed through the doorway he noticed that this hallway was just like the foyer. His head was really starting to feel fuzzy now. "Kathrine, I'm not feeling all that well I think I need to sit back down," he said. SHE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING BUT HELD HIS HAND FIRMLY AND PULLED HIM AS QUICKLY AS SHE DARED THROUGH TO THE ROOM SHE HAD PREPARED. NICK SAW A STRANGE LOOKING COUCH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM THEY ENTERED THAT HAD NO BACK ON IT. IT REMINDED HIM OF A MASSAGE BENCH. HE USED ALL THE EFFORT HE HAD LEFT TO REACH IT BEFORE EVERYTHING STARTED TO GO DARK.THE LAST THING HE HEARD WAS "THAT'S MISTRESS KATHRINE TO YOU FROM NOW ON SWEET PUFFS" End part one