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Hangover IV
In part three I found myself performing on stage during which time I was
raped by Lola.
As I stood there looking at myself in the changing room mirror dressed
as a cheerleader I thought about what had just happened to me over the
last 24 hours.
Secretly, and I would never admit it to Lola (who had now told me I was
to refer to her as "Mistress"), I had partly enjoyed what she had just
done to me, the humiliation of being dressed as a woman before being
raped as one by one.
I rubbed my new "vagina" under my skirt but over my panties.
"I like the way the way you do that."
I looked up at the mirror and saw Kate was standing behind me watching
me.
"That could be part of your act."
Did she see me as a man or a woman now? For that matter what did I see
myself as now?
It was hard to think of myself as a man any more. The manner in which I
had just been penetrated was not the sort of thing that happened to a
man was it? And since waking up this morning the costumes I had been
wearing were unmistakably feminine.
And, if I had felt foolish going into a strip bar I used to frequent,
dressed as a French Maid earlier this evening and reporting to the Madam
as her new cleaner, or if I felt foolish as I was compelled to perform
as a stripper as another stripper penetrated me with a vibrator, I felt
even more foolish as I went back out to the bar in front of my friends
dressed as a cheerleader carrying pompoms!
I know that this sounds stupid and it is hard to explain to someone who
has not been through what I had just been through but somehow it felt
even more feminine...
I guess I had seen pictures somewhere of men dressed as French maids,
but as cheerleaders?
Somehow being dressed as a cheerleader carrying pompoms seemed even more
feminine than being dressed as a French maid. This was despite the fact
that I was now wearing trainers instead of stilettoes.
At the end of the night Kate called out "Girls!" and I found myself
responding as if I was one of the girls.
"Tonight has been a good night. We have a new dancer. For those who
have yet to meet her, this is Mylene. I have taken Mylene on as a
cleaner, but she has shown that she is adaptable, as you saw when she
acted the role of a man for Lola's routine."
Lola winked at me.
"Mylene will still be our cleaner, but I would like you girls to each
help teach Mylene how to perform as she could be a stand-in for any one
of you if you are sick or need a day off."
Then Kate paid each of the girls except me. Then she called me over and
said "Mylene, you will make more as you learn but for now a third of
your pay will be used to pay for your costumes and a third will be used
to pay your Mistress for your training. If you are happy with my terms
and conditions please sign your contract of employment."
I did so without thinking about what I was really doing like I was in
some kind of dream as I had no intention of ever returning there but I
wanted the money I had earned tonight.
Kate called me a taxi. This was the first time I had ever got into a
taxi dressed as a woman and I watched nervously as the taxi driver
seemed to be constantly checking me out in his rear view mirror. I
looked down at myself and realised the reason he was looking was that I
had not got the hang of wearing a cheerleaders' uniform. The dirty sod
had been looking at my panties. I crossed my legs and pulled the skirt
down as much as I could.
I am sure I blushed as my cheeks felt quite warm.
"It's been a long night I said and I forgot myself," I said. I had
always been told that my voice was fairly androgynous and on a number of
occasions I had been mistaken for Marina when I had answered the phone.
I was delighted to get home and get off my cheerleader uniform. As I
stood there in my bra and panties I wondered why I was in such a hurry
to get out of my uniform. It wasn't like I had any male clothes to put
on I thought to myself as I slipped on my nightdress.
I poured myself a drink and before I knew it I was struggling to keep my
eyes open.
I woke to find a note from Marina explaining that she had "taxed" my
income from my job. She explained that whilst she was happy to see I
was really getting into the spirit of it I could not carry on wearing
her clothes in a bar like that and she would therefore get me my own
bras and panties but felt that it was only fair if I paid for them.
For the first time in my life I didn't want to go back to Hooters but
Marina had taken all of the money I had made to pay for my new wardrobe
and I needed to pay for food and the bills. I needed this job.
The phone rang.
"Mylene as you are getting into the spirit of this I know you are going
to love the outfit I bought you yesterday. Guess what it is? When you
think strippergram what do you think?"
Oh no! Was she telling me she was expecting me to walk to work dressed
as a female police officer? I looked in the cupboard. Yes it was a
Policewoman's uniform. The difference between the hat and a normal
policewoman's hat is it said "stripper" on the badge instead of the name
of a regional police force.
"You know Kate wanted to see you perform at Hooters too Marina?"
"She said as much to me too Mylene. Given that I am buying you your own
wardrobe because I don't want my underwear on display at the club what
do you think my answer would be Mylene? Do you think I want to get my
tits out for the lads?"
I slipped out of my nightdress and put on my first blouse. The buttons
were on the opposite side to a normal shirt and it was quite tight round
my breasts...
I used to enjoy the way in which a woman's blouse revealed her bra. But
now as I realised that my bra was showing through my blouse I was not
enjoying it so much. Every man who looked at me would see my bra
through it.
Then there was my skirt to put on. I zipped it up the way I would have
zipped up a pair of trousers before twisting it round so the zip ran
down the middle of my arse.
Then I selected a garter-belt and fishnet stockings and some stilettoes.
I put my hat on and a jacket. Apart from the fishnets I almost looked
like a real policewoman.
I put on some lipstick, some mascara and eyeshadow. I had watched
Marina doing it plenty of times.
I left for work.
As I walked past the building site again I got even more wolf whistles
than yesterday. "Officer I have been a bad boy you had better come and
arrest me," shouted one of the guys. "He'll make you come alright,"
shouted one of the others.
"Pleasure later," I shouted back "I have to go to work now boys."
When I got to Hooters Kate said "Nice costume Mylene! Lola I think your
routine will be first tonight."
As the tables filled Kate announced "We have some law enforcement
officers in tonight and the first act tonight is called "Copping off
with the robbers"."
Lola was wearing a black mask like a cartoon robber and a stripey jumper
but instead of the trousers she had a black miniskirt on, and knee
length leather boots.
Within a few moments my mistress had me handcuffed with my own
handcuffs! The blouse was then ripped off me as was my skirt and a
blindfold like the mask you ones you see cartoon robbers wear was placed
over my eyes.
"In this club the cops don't always get their woman. You have been a
bad lieutenant, WPC Mylene." Lola said. "Are you sure you are a cop and
not a robber? Not many officers perform in strip bars."
I was made to kneel as Lola approached me. There was swishing noise. I
couldn't see what was happening but I was told that she had lifted up
her skirt to reveal a strap on as I heard her say "And those that do,
don't suck dick." I knew then that I was to simulate oral sex as I felt
her hands at the back of my head and as I felt the strap on being forced
into my mouth.
There were cheers from the audience. A ball gag was then put in my
mouth and she penetrated me from behind for the second night running. I
heard a thud which I was told was a bag marked "swag" being dropped next
to me.
The next thing I knew was a skirt was being pulled up my legs and some
knee length boots were put on me. I guessed that Lola was dressing me
as a robber.
"Here even law enforcement officers are corrupted," my mistress said as
she curtseyed and told me also to do so.
Off stage Kate told me she had a new costume for me. "What's wrong with
the robber outfit?"
"I can't have robbers cleaning my tables she said."
I then noticed a pair of white pantyhose and ballet shoes at the desk I
was to change at and a white camisole tutu and a white feather
headdress.
Great I was to clean the tables as the White Swan!
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