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Chapter 3
"You are probably wondering what is happening and why you are here"
"Please tell me what..."
"Be quiet! I will tell you when you can speak. Until then I require
silence or you will be punished!"
Her tone was such that I decided that perhaps I had better behave, at
least for the time being. After all, I was in no position to do anything
about it at the moment and although I didn't know what her punishment
would be, I wasn't keen to find out!
"Sally and I have been watching you for some weeks now and it is obvious
that you are capable of carrying out a job without the typical teen
sloping off at the first opportunity. We gave you what we thought would
be a rather tempting invitation this afternoon and you obviously were
interested although you stayed at your job. Additionally, you look right
for what we have in mind, a rather pretty face and long hair and you are
also nice and slim."
Sally spoke up.
"How long did it take for that erection to end? We could both see it
crossing the river and specially when we climbed out on the Hoo side. It
looked pretty fierce to me, worse than the one you had a few minutes
ago!"
"I, er..."
"Silence! I will not tell you again. You will only speak when you are
told to. Once more and you will regret it!"
I knew I wasn't going to like Mother one little bit.
"Anyway, that's the last erection you'll be having for a long time,
however hard your little thing tries. You will have to learn to control
yourself or he is going to be very upset in his little prison."
Mother spoke again.
"Anyway, we have decided that you are the right material to become our
personal maid. Your duties will also include serving guests when they
are here."
Maid? I'm the wrong sex for that! What on earth did they have in mind?
It didn't sound good at all and I found out just how bad it would be
immediately.
"I can see that you are a little confused. As of this moment your
function as a boy ends and you will, to all intents and purposes, be a
wholly and completely female in dress, deportment and action. You will
learn all the lessons we give you or you will be punished"
"I expect you are wondering what punishments are involved and if it will
be worth your while accepting them in order to annoy us."
There was a smile on Sally's face as she said this.
"Well, we will let you disobey the first time without telling you what
is involved and then you will be able to judge for yourself"
I didn't like the idea of that at all. Not knowing what would happen was
far worse, in my book, than knowing. Here I was, tied down on a bed,
stark naked and with little Henry aching in his prison.
Mother reached behind her and tossed a small pile of clothing onto the
bed.
"We are going to release you now. You will dress in these and knock on
the door when you have them all on correctly. You will not get any food
or drink or any bedclothes until you do so and I promise you this room
gets quite cool at night. If you attempt to release your little thing,
your first punishment will be waiting for you."
They quickly undid the scarves on wrists and ankles and walked out. The
click of the door lock was very clear. I was left lying there wondering
how to react.
It didn't take very long before the light started to fade and I realised
that it was getting quite late in the evening. It was bound to get
cooler fairly quickly. I had to do something or get very cold.
More immediately, what did I do about little Henry? Did I take the risk
of releasing him or was the thought of the undefined punishment more
than I cared to think about?
Discretion was the answer at this stage. Until I knew what was really
going on, it was probably better not to incur the wrath of the two
women. I left little Henry to ache in his prison.
I examined the pile of clothes Mother had left me.
To my horror I found a pair of what I would describe as a pair of girl's
gym knickers in a pale pink silky material, a matching pink bra with
very small cups and a short almost transparent pink gown which would
only close at the front with a tie and which would barely cover those
ghastly gym knickers. Last of all were a pair of mules with heels which
I guessed were about 3 inches high.
Was she really expecting me to wear these?
I sat on the edge of the bed, wondering what to do when it started to
dawn on me that I was indeed starting to get rather cold. If I wanted to
change this situation I was going to have to put them on.
I pulled the gym knickers on and found them quite loose and baggy
although the elastic around my waist and both legs had a very firm grip.
The feel of the silky material didn't do little Henry any good at all!
It took me several minutes to work out how to put the bra on. I ended up
turning it round so that the clips were at the front and then spinning
it round to the correct position. I put my arms through the straps and
settled everything into place. I found that the cups were so small that
they didn't leave any space at all. They cupped what little flesh I had
on my chest. The strap was extremely tight and it was already hurting
after just a few moments. It restricted my breathing a little and it
wasn't going to be something I wanted in place for very long.
I put on the gown and did the tie at the front. It really wasn't very
warm but hardly surprisingly so as there was very little material in it.
Finally I pushed my feet into the mules and stood up - and nearly fell
over! They were going to take some getting-used to. I had to point my
foot down to accommodate the heel and then curl my toes in order to get
some grip in the absence of a heel cup. When I started to walk, I
discovered that I had to take shorter strides that I was used to and
that it made my bum stick out!
I also found that the gym knickers made a lot of noise as I moved. They
rustled, for want of a better expression and the feel of the material
around my bum cheeks was really rather disturbing.
I realised at this late stage that the rubber band I had always used to
hold my hair in a ponytail was missing and there was nothing I could do
to prevent it from falling around my shoulders.
There was no mirror in the room, which was probably a good thing
considering what I was being forced to wear, but I knew full well that I
must present a rather feminine picture to anyone who saw me.
Oh well! There was nothing for it. Here goes!
I walked to the door and knocked.
Ofelia
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