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A Visit to the North - Part 7 by MadQuill This is a mystery story of Annabelle's life and the changes she encounters. The characters are all fictional. Please read the earlier parts as Annabelle and Pia's lives continue to evolve. Please leave your comments. Part Seven The weekend continued for Pia and Michel. The new relationship with her Mistress was all Barbara, or Pia could see. She had shared part of our history focusing on our marriage and her work situation but held back my disappearance two months before. Saturday they eaten a simple lunch, cleaned and dressed each other. While doing so Mistress suggested they try on several outfits, Pia acquiesced, allowing her domme to assemble their dress and accessories. When each was made-up Michel called for her car. They were going out. Her Mistress placed a thin collar about Pia's neck and attached a simple chain. "Don't you fret dear, I'll take care and protect you," and Pia nodded her assent. They arrived at a large house somewhere across the river in Virginia. Walking to the door with Pia just behind her Mistress they were met by a maid and escorted to a large sunlit room. A moment later a woman entered and Michel stood to greet her warmly. "Marley! So good to see you so soon." They kissed with evident affection, and then Michel indicated with a slight nod her leash. "Well look at what you have, on a leash no less." This woman was clearly in charge. Stepping nearer she said, "She is quite beautiful Michel, but we need to get her diet controlled. She looks to be a bit too heavy for your needs correct? But nice hair, maybe a little too dark don't you think?" Pia listen to them speak about other matters but was struck by her situation. She actually felt comfortable. She stood simply watching and took a moment to study Marley. A slightly younger woman of medium height, though in heels she was at least 170cm, a bit shorter than Pia. She could be in her mid-thirties or a bit over forty, slim and able to wear a size four. Her hair was up and looked dirty blonde in color. Marley spoke with a soft French accent but her English didn't reveal this, more the manner and sound of her speech. "Let's proceed to the upper suite shall we? Pia please lead the way." With her leash in Michel's hand Pia started toward the stair. "No, no no, Pia, you're never to be ahead of your Mistress. I simply meant for you to stand and await the tug of the leash. We do need some lessons Michel, she so uncouth. But don't you worry Pia we've all afternoon." Upon reaching the suite Michel handed the chain to Marley who tugged lightly leading Pia with Michel close to the wall of glass overlooking the garden. "Now dear Pia I'd like you to undress Michel," Marley said as she dropped the leash. Pia moved to her Mistress and released the clasp at the dress back, unzipping the garment. "I want you to slowly remove her garments." She sensed what was expected. She then slid the lightweight wool dress off Mistress' shoulders allowing it to reach the floor. Michel slightly stepped out of the soft fabric and Pia turned and placed it on a hanging rack. Turning back to Mistress she noticed Marley seated near with her knees crossed and stocking covered legs extend. Her heels were indeed tall, but her feet small for a woman of her height. Mistress' chemise was next and when removed revealed to Marley the beautiful brassiere and suspender. Marley giggled lightly when she saw Michel's mound wasn't covered by a panty and without even a slight tuft of hair. "Pia you have a beautiful Mistress, please escort her to me." Realizing the scene fully now Pia stepped to her Mistress' side and touching her elbow moved with Mistress to Marley's seat. Marley immediately extended her fingers to Michel's moist pussy. "Now please remove your outfit my dear. I hope you're as naked as Michel." Pia was wearing a button blouse and A-line skirt so was able to remove both without aid. She stepped out of the skirt on the floor, bent at the knee to fold and set it aside. She hadn't yet removed her chemise, which was soft beige satin. As she stood she slid the straps from her shoulders and the chemise fell to the carpet. She worn no thong and Marley took note. "Good Michel, you're both shaved. I like my girls cleaned of hair. Pia, please stand here," she pointed next to Michel. The training afternoon proceeded, Michel instructed as well as Pia. Marley was a true domme' and Michel in need of supervision. They discuss plans to trim Pia of the 5kg she didn't need and made an appointment to visit a salon the following Monday afternoon with Marley. Marley had some white wine served while they moved to the bed. Marley asked Pia to help her remove her dress. Presenting her nakedness for she worn no lingerie. Marley reached for Pia, her new friend, rotating her hips and had Pia lay on her back. She motioned for Michel to love Pia's breasts as Marley kissed Pia softly on her mound sliding her fingers into Pia's moist opening. After a moment Marley turned her hand and therefore her fingers upward to massage the upper wall. Pia responded immediately as though unaware of this stimulus. "I hope you realize Pia we're here without a cock so we need to find each others sweet spot. Humm?" Pia was moaning as Marley continued to rub her G-spot. Mistress was attending to her soft full breasts, licking and nibbling the nipples repeatedly. Pia felt the rush beginning, while Marley moved her other hand near Pia's rosebud and slightly inserted the tip of her long middle finger. "That's my girl, cum on my hand. Yes, Pia cum now!" Pia entire body exploded and her pussy oozed. She could feel the moisture she released, running down to her bottom. She was certain she'd never experienced an orgasm like it. She quivered for some minutes while held by Mistress and softly licked by Marley. Later the three parted and Pia rode back with her Mistress. Marley insisted that the sub have her pussy settled atop a large fat dildo with a flared tab to prevent it from being expelled. Marley had also bound Pia's hands with a leather strap further assuring the dildo remained in place. Mistress had to help her sub into the house. In the late evening Pia received only a protein drink before retiring to Michel's cozy bed. Marley had been exacting and Pia understood what to expect as well as what was expected of her. Due to their sexual exertions both fell naked into a calm sleep quickly after removing their lingerie. Saturday afternoon Michel had helped Pia prepare a note to her friends that would allow Pia to focus on Mistress' needs uninterrupted for forty-eight hours. Michel had trained half a dozen younger women during the past few years to try and meet her needs. Pia's intense focus was on a different level altogether, possibly due to her maturity? She seems to be just ahead of Michel's libido, knowing when to present her breasts for the paddle, or her pussy for a phallus. Michel penetrated Pia many times with her long steel toy and other phallus. All day and Saturday evening the sub wanted all the variations Michel could muster. They awoke Sunday well past noon with Michel's strap-on still within Pia's pussy. Their lingerie was strewn about and Pia's hose were laddered. She immediately turned to kiss Mistress saying, "I don't know where this place in my mind was hiding these past years. You've stirred me deeply Mistress. Please continue to use me, loving me as you see fit. I'll do anything you want to remain here by your side and in your care." Michel looked at Pia for some moments before she spoke. She was assessing her prerogatives that Pia had just laid bare. This was a beautiful woman yet could she maintain an affair without cock near? Was Pia capable of executing what she'd just offered, complete submission to Michel's sex? "I said we'd take it slow Pia. I now wonder if you can seriously work to meet my every whim? Could I push you to share this body, alter your body? I have many needs and the resources to accomplish them. You haven't told me enough about your circumstances to allow me full and unfettered control. Can you share some of your past with me, to help me understand from where your commitment arises from?" "Oh Mistress isn't my being here just enough? I need go nowhere nor consult anyone." "I can't believe your statement Pia. Your hand shows evidence of a recent band on the left fourth digit. You were married, or somehow committed." Pia, looked down and touched her Mistress' pussy saying, "But that was the past and is well outside my control, so it doesn't matter now. Please allow me to stay with you." Michel considered another moment as Pia slipped her tongue into her Mistress' pussy. It was possible she'd unlocked a character that was concealed. She was truly enjoying Pia but she needed more information to feel comfortable altering this woman's life path. "I can't expend the energy to advance our relationship without understanding your history Pia. I won't commit to then watch you find sometime new to turn your attention elsewhere." Pia realized Michel was correct. She had to be forthcoming to this new lover or how could Mistress trust her. She considered telling an alternative tale, one not focused on her present marital situation, maybe just revised to protect her previous goal in seeking out a domme'? "Yes I understand we must be frank and trust each other to allow us to take our relationship beyond, what I mean to say, allow me to become yours." Michel considered this an important statement; she would speak of her past to allow Pia to become more comfortable. "I was married to splendid man for twenty years. He was very wealthy due to a family company he'd sold. We spent all of our time with each other, but it was a different type of marriage. He was significantly a submissive both in public life and as a lover. After about four years of trying to deny his character he revealed to me how he truly felt. The story is long but to the point he had a transgender interest that when he completed the sale of the company he'd allowed to bloom. As many of these beautiful creatures do he'd purged his collection of feminine garments many times and held himself in check during those first four years. I'd selected him, he knew this. Without awareness of this general character but I knew he was submissive. Had I known of his cross-gender behavior I might still have loved and married him." Pia was surprised by the nature of her Mistress' marriage. She considered whether she may speak but was silent. Marley continued, "So his femme' self came slowly out, first to me and in bed, than to our mutual friends. Five years afterward we'd even attend major social affairs as a lesbian couple, though only the initiated knew his true sex. He or I should say she, would on occasion invite males to the house for the sole purpose of fucking us both. I really enjoyed some of these overnight events. Having a willing cock to attend to as well as her mouth to keep me clean and stimulated. Many males just don't know how to bring a woman off as I'm certain you've discovered." Pia thought to ask how Mistress had adjusted to dressing with her husband, whether for sex or daily. Did she just one day decide to accept him or her? This thought was withheld as Michel continued. "I should have mentioned the now obvious, he was a beautiful man and even a beautiful woman. With care she was able to pass without note. She visited a salon twice a month, I'd go along just once a month, and we'd have a full treatment. We lived well and traveled as a couple. She was an amazing friend as well as sexually exciting." Pia noted the pause but her questions had been settled. Michel looked away a moment then reaching for Pia, "I'd like to hope we could share our life's but we need time to understand how and what we can be to each other my Pia." Again she paused. "You're so good to submit, even stilling your questions Pia. She died just two over years ago, a heart defect caused her sudden passing. I was at least near and saw her before. It's been very difficult to move beyond simply coping and begin anew to live Pia." Michel was teary eyed as she finished. Pia had a quiet Sunday afternoon with her Mistress and the two spent most of the following Monday with Marley at the salon. Pia was excited to allow these two beauties to take her on this adventure. They changed the style and her hair color but the length remained at the shoulders. The techs addressed her nails and used some time to illustrate a new group of cosmetics that would help her in the new role of Mistress' sub. She hadn't thought about returning to Liz and Julie's until she and Mistress returned to Georgetown. Pia had discussed with Mistress her recent trip to Montreal, her employment leave, and her friends Julie and Liz. She'd still withheld that I'd been taken, implying I was traveling overseas. She realized she had to bring the subject up since her spirit needed to be completely forthright with Mistress. She wanted to return to Michel's Tuesday but Michel had told her earlier Monday morning that she needed to be further informed about her personal situation if Pia wanted to continue to see her, and she might not be allowed even this coming weekend. She had spent a few moments redressing in the clothing borrowed from Julie. Late Monday afternoon she asked Mistress to sit with her. "I need your guidance Mistress with a personal problem." Pia was near the large window looking out. She spoke without turning and walked to sit on the sofa. "You may ask me anything Pia. I would loved to be of help." Michel had been standing brushing her hair and sorting some garments in the dressing room, but set this aside and came into the room to sit beside Pia. "I can't explain how you've taken my mind Mistress. I'd never considered myself a true submissive. Many women are towards their husband, and now I see I can be so with you. But something has happen recently that may have caused me to look for a different, maybe a more stable relationship, where I was cared for." Pia was near tears, "You see, when I was in Montreal recently my husband of almost ten years just disappeared." She continued the recent history leaving only her reason for connecting with Michel last week concealed. Michel listened intently and realized the scale of this unusual event. "So you're not certain he'll ever return, and you're digging only opened up more uncertainty. Your leap regarding his abduction by an abusive someone seems a little crazy though. Most of us who enjoy alternative lifestyles do so with complete awareness. Nothing sinister typically would occur without assent. That said running off without money and shoes seems strange. I suggest you return to your friends and contact the tech doing the special processing of the digital files." Pia agreed and they embraced Michel saying, "Let's meet for lunch on Wednesday here in Georgetown OK dear? I so enjoyed your attention these past few days. You are becoming special in my life." She kissed Pia deeply and hugged the submissive Pia had become. - - - - Liz and Julie were glad to see Barb when she arrived at the apartment after 6pm. They had worked Monday but had wondered all day what might have become of her. They were surprised by her new look, the strong blonde and the fullness was becoming but still a surprise. Julie noted the makeup "You look a bit younger with this treatment, and you seem to glow too." The girls withheld their ribald weekend story for Barb clearly needed to talk. She began with the information she discovered on my Mac, than told them of her weekend with Michel. They moved beside her and hugged as she reviewed her development of her submissive persona. Liz remarked, "I've always seen a bit of it within you Barb, or are we to call you Pia as well?" Barbara hadn't considered the name after she left Michel's. "I don't think so, if I'm truly a sub she should decide that detail I guess." Immediately they all laughed. "Yeah Honey, you're her sub alright" said Julie. "And you should contact the digital tech right away, shoot, why not now? Didn't he say 'call anytime'? You have the cell. Let's call Barbara." She realized Julie was right and stood to gather her bag and get the phone. He did have news, and would send the file via e-mail immediately. Liz spoke "Let's get a glass of wine OK?" Barb had the tech send the file to Julie's account and she had already started the download. She clicked on the file and the media player started. "Wow girls come look at this. Oh Barbara!" She and Julie scurried over to the monitor where Liz had restarted the video file. It was very grainy but showed a group of people, maybe three, dressed in dark clothes and hoodies, closing up a large van and leaving the street. A second later there was a fuzzy image, a zoomed view of the truck, but it was so fuzzy they could barely recognize the bodies and the truck make was inconclusive. The file was just too pixelated. The time imprint indicated 10:24pm, but then Liz realized this image wasn't of the block where the event had occurred. "This film is of the rear of the building not where the shoes were found. All this will provide the Police is the direction they traveled and possibly a license number." Barb disagreed, "This shows that an abduction did occurred, they're moving about with purpose and rapidly leaving the scene. The van even slides about when it starts off. I have to go to Montreal tomorrow." Liz offered to go along but suggested they forward the file to the attorney right away and call her before proceeding. Barb agreed and Julie did so. Five minutes later Barb's cellphone rang, it was Cynthia Parsons. "Yes Barbara this is a good development but I have to caution you, the Police will watch the film but it may proved useless because the tech had to re-work it aggressively to extract the images. They'll be suspicious of work done in the States. But I'll get our local guys to re-process their copy focusing on this portion and see what it produces. They'll at least be looking for this scene and can re-create the DC produced version. The camera was not focused on the block hence the really poor quality of the image. Can you give me few days to push this both with the local tech and the Police?" "I'm still coming north. I'll plan to arrive Friday morning OK?" "That's a good plan Barbara. I'll see you at 10:30am OK?" Liz was already booking the flight for two and was on the Hotel website. "Julie did you want to come along, we could . . " "No way Liz, we both would get misdirected and therefore be less helpful." Barbara said, "I need to contact Michel. Or maybe I'll just wait until our planned lunch Wednesday." "Could one of us accompany you Wednesday? I'd like to meet this special lady with 'Pia'!" Julie said. "I'm unsure that's the correct etiquette Julie. She may be harsh when surprised, or worst," said Barb. Liz jump in, "You're really into this new role baby. We can be supportive and will be presented to Mistress, humm that sounds like fun. But we need to keep focused." They decided all would attend the lunch but only Pia would be present. The girls would watch from across the dining room until Michel understood the recent developments in the disappearance. Barbara was worried about this new plan but the girls convinced her it was the only intelligent move. They needed Michel to completely understand where 'Pia' stood. Barb couldn't live without this new dimension in her life. Maybe her sexuality was leading her yet she couldn't leave me lost. The film had shown enough to continue the search. She'd arranged to meet Michel at a restaurant in Georgetown. The girls would be there but would observe from a nearby table. Mistress had given Pia explicit instructions during their conversation Tuesday. Pia had completed the errands and on Wednesday morning dressed in the new outfit. The skirt and heels were just adorable yet the lingerie aroused Pia just holding the thin garments. She felt the sheer blouse was too immodest but couldn't resist her Mistress so she dressed quietly then walked into the apartment living room to the surprise of Liz and Julie. "Oh girl that's a bit revealing for a twelve-thirty lunch in Georgetown!" Liz moved to Barb's side. "Maybe a sweater Barb?" "Mistress was clear, and I need her help so I, I mean we, need to maintain the respect she requires." "But Barb we can see your areolas quite clearly, though the bra is extraordinary the lace does nothing to conceal your breasts Honey." She simply went to the foyer and collected her coat. The others were dressed for their later business, but still a bit sexy, as they felt their introduction was essential. Michel needed to feel in command not on the defense when she met the three of them. Barb had explained the basic protocol she wished for the meeting and they had agreed to act appropriately. "Mistress has my attention. Liz, and Julie, you need to be aware of her requirements. If she chooses to humiliate me so be it. If she demands that I get on my knees under the table I will do as she desires. You both agreed to cooperate, so if she commands you in any way I need you to listen and conform, agreed?" Liz looked to Julie, they had discussed this last evening, "Yes, Barb we'll follow as necessary." Liz had ordered a black car to drive them to the restaurant on M street. It was mild and overcast, so they wore their coats loosely. The driver opened the door to allow the three to exit the Lincoln. Liz was first and nearly exposed her panty as she shifted and stood. The man enjoyed the next two ladies legs and heels but was so distracted he failed to have the receipt signed and just watched them enter the building. The maitre d' at the desk asked if they needed a table for three but Barb had moved quickly to the cloakroom then turned and left them. She had seen her Mistress from the door. "No we're just two," said Liz. As she moved through the crowded dining room, heads and whispers followed Pia. She seemed aloof, held her countenance and move to Michel's table. She kissed Mistress and took the seat at her side. "You look magnificent my pet. You've caused everyone to stop and observe your beauty, ah, and your breasts. They move nicely with that simple brassiere. I hope you are feeling well." "Mistress I'm very fine, it's so good to be at your side again. I'm barely able to hold myself in control. My thong is a damp mess already." She smiled and stirred lightly when she felt Mistress' move her knee to touch hers. Meanwhile Liz & Julie were seated across the room with a view toward Michel's table. "Well she is beautiful but younger then I'd imagined, huh?" Liz said. Julie just watched the pair almost not hearing her lover. "They're touching beneath the table Liz! Barb's parting her knees, wow! The risqu? outfit and now this behavior. They don't seem to notice the eyes on them. What did you say?" Mistress asked Pia about the Montreal issue and the file processing. "How can I help dear Pia? Is money an issue? Could I accompany you to Quebec?" "Actually I think you could, or rather Marley may be the best to aid my search." She explained the intent she developed with Liz and Julie's help. "But I need you to be the lead with Marley Mistress." "This is a reasonable plan but I'm uncertain we can accomplish your goal." At that moment Barb interrupted. "Mistress, please pardon me, but my friends are essential to the scheme. Though their lesbian's and not subs I ask that you allow me to introduce you. They're here to meet you and I hope you'll allow them to join us if only for a few minutes. Then I'll conform to your afternoon plans." She wanted Mistress to love her and bring her to release. She actually was shaking slightly when Mistress extended her hand. "Pia, you haven't been off my mind since Monday evening. Surely you know how the past week has changed you, well and me as well. Where are the girls?" Liz noticed Barb's subtle turn and glance. "Waiter, we'll be joining another table for lunch. Please move our wine please?" She stood and helped Julie rise. The two in their dresses and heels crossed the space to a flutter. Standing Michel reviewed the procession and greeted the two. "Julie, Liz, so good to meet you." She helped each settle at the table, touching them softly. "You two are so lovely, and lovers as well. I can't believe Pia hasn't found her way to your bed. Please sit and discuss Pia's need for our help. I will do anything necessary. Oh here is your wine, ah a nice Cotes du Rhone, very good year." They spoke for nearly an hour setting the weekend plan, but all hinged on Michel's speaking with Marley. She used her cellphone to arrange a meeting for this evening with Marley in DC. Liz stood and said, "I have an important meeting at 3pm. So nice to meet Barb's, I mean Pia's new friend." Liz and Julie left leaving Pia to finalize the weekend plan. The newness of new relationship with Michel caused her to by just a bit off, her eyes downward as she accompanied Mistress back to her home on N Street. - - - - - Alone in the vaulted space I sat wondering why there was so many changes recently. Rachel's earlier information following Sofia statements, and now Suzanne dressing me. I was clearly dressed and make-up as a woman might for an afternoon affair. I stopped the thought just as the clock struck the tenth bell. I'd delayed about a minute. Would this be noticed? Standing I moved along the hall at a brisk rate, as fast as feasible given the 130mm heels. The noise clearly telling anyone in range that I was quickly walking, clicking the length of the stone floored hall. There was a large oak door slightly ajar on the left opposite a closed one. I stopped, smoothed my dress and even flounced my long hair then pushed slightly on the doorknob. It was heavy barely moving under my meager effort. I pushed with my weight, difficult in these heels and the door swung clear. The space was large with a timbered ceiling and a window wall hung with drapery, overlooking a metropolitan view. Some sunlight entered the space but it was also lightly snowing, created a late morning winter scene. In the middle of the space there was a large sort of sofa, covered in a linen and wool blend fabric. It was more of a day bed, at least three meters long, but with an unusual contoured back. Adjacent were seven chairs, all identical, arranged in two groups. Along the wall were various furnishings including a cabinet and two tables but I was alone. I stopped and was reviewing the City view. This was Montreal but I was in a private compound on sloping ground. The Estate must be in the Parc Royal. I looked toward the icy river about a mile away. I'd shifted my focus toward the east when I heard distance movement. The sound of many heels moving along the hall caused me to move back to the middle of the large room. Given Suzanne's direction I decided to stand near the sofa and await those moving in the hall. The four beauties entered, followed by two large men. They came about me as I stood still trying to remain graceful and appropriate. But what did that mean and why did I feel this posture towards my capturers was necessary? Their pause allowed me to study the six, the women dressed beautiful, similar to myself, in elegant outfits with jewelry and though they wore full finished makeup the women looked radiant yet natural in the sharp winter light. "Rachel will be here in a few moments Annabelle," said Catherine. "You know all the girls, but Lee and Seth haven't been introduced as of yet. After today that will be different we all hope." I continued to stand still, admiring Catherine's dress, a red simple mid-length A-line dress with partial sleeves, her legs in beige sheer hose, with simple black pumps. She looked sexy with her blonde hair partially up. Their boss Rachel, who I'd seen only a couple of moments including the scolding this morning, entered now wearing a gracious strapless black knee length A-line dress. Her heels were a bit more unique with the cap and low open sides, yet no strap. She towered over of all us women, maybe her shoes were just a bit over 130mm? Why was this important standing as I was in front of this group? Rachel spoke, "Lee please move beside Annabelle, and Suzanne you on the other side." Turning to me, "We're here to offer you a choice my Lady. You need to either adjust to the requirements of the Estate or we need to prepare your exit." She turned to Suzanne, "Suzanne did you plug our dear while arranging her this morning?" "Yes Rachel, I used the one with the ruby stone. Her passage quite easily handles the larger ones now." Rachel paused a moment, then to Lee, "Would you please help Suzanne remove the device?" She waited while he bent slightly to gather the hem of my dress and lifted it to expose my thong and suspender with the six straps framing my bum, he used his large hand to push my thighs apart a small amount. Suzanne dropped her knee and reached up to slip the device out. The hollowness in my body was apparent, and I moaned slightly as the steel escape my cunny. Without being directed Suzanne stood and walked to Rachel placing the warm plug in her outstretched hand. Rachel brought it to her face and seemed happy with my scent. "And she seems to enjoy this subtle stimulus?" No one answered. Rachel licked the steel plug, "and she is sweet and clean boys." Lee remained standing by my side, and I noted his mass, his poise and his relative calm. He was at least 90kg and stood over 190cm. He wore a light grey suit with black shoes and a cream tie. His light brown hair wasn't too short and highlighted his soft blue eyes. When he'd moved my legs I felt myself become a bit moist, from his contact, though his hand was soft. This was another crazy response from my new female self. I'd been comfortable playing the sexually active girl with the four girls during the past weeks but this first clear contact with a male. So slight yet though tucked I knew I was aroused. I could smell his warm scent, so different from mine now. Rachel was speaking, "As I said, you need to clarify your position. You haven't been restrained in over five weeks and the conditioning we've prepared for you has been accomplished without comment nor opposition by you. We have clearly taken liberties with your daily affairs and dress but again you haven't tried to prevent any of these lifestyle and character alterations. Because of your mis-adventure with Sofia we've prepare your bags and dressed you so you may call a car and leave for the airport. You may leave and fly to either New York or to Washington. What will you do my Annabelle?" I was surprised by her statements and though surrounded and next to a seriously built man she was suggesting that I leave. What had brought this change? They somehow captured me, drugged me, surgically changed me to a near female, and exposed me to a different sexuality, only to send me back? I looked at Rachel with shock. To what life? I couldn't exist as I did previously. I wasn't even sure of my name let alone my place of residence. Florence moved to stand in front of me. "Your identity and life will be surprising as you now exist but believe us you'll be set up as necessary. I, well all of us, will miss you, the beauty you've become. But this must be only your decision." She hugged me closely, her breasts touching mine through the fabric of her short wrap dress. I bent slightly due to her slight height, and she kissed my cheek and moved a step away. Catherine walked to me with a package in her outstretched hand. "Anna, these are your papers and some bank data, a credit card, and travel Visa. They are of course new but will easily allow your assimilation into the U.S. as a thirty-five year old woman." I looked for a brief moment; the image was clearly me, but a woman. I just as quickly returned to look into her eyes. Why was this happening? I felt their suggestion of release somehow inappropriate given how they had simply taken me and my mind. To trouble me with this after the fact seemed wrong. I spoke, "If you keep me what becomes of my past?" They looked to Rachel, she moved to speak, than approached me. "Your past may fall into place. It's simply gone at this point. You start anew, as Annabelle or Anna, on your own, or you choose to remain here. We must have your full will behind your new world though Annabelle. Nothing to return to nor to question. If you're to be all you can be." I was upset but did not cry, "I can be here and you'll complete the programming, but with my assent, and then the placement?" I trembled and turned slightly to look to the City beyond. Was my future awaiting me out there? What or how would Barbara settle these changes with her 'husband'? Was this as I had dreamed so long ago, to be a woman? Could I function in my previous work and neighborhood? As I looked about at the women who had cared for me the past months I realized I had settled the issue weeks ago. I was now someone else and wanted it to consume the old, to be born from the past and move and live as a woman, either with women or with a man. The transition was made nearly painless for me. I was a tall 177cm beautiful woman with soft blue-gray eyes, a nice figure and medium breasts, my body completely denude of hair, and I had blonde locks that fell to my back. I looked to Rachel and she knew. Rachel smiled as she realized I'd found my mind and was in agreement, she stepped closer and pulled me into a kiss. - - - - "Pia dear, you need to prove yourself worthy of this special aid I plan to provide. A Mistress commits totally to the relationship. I need you to do as well. I've a challenge to ascertain your complete transition to my Pia. In the bathe I have arranged a devise to allow you to cleanse your bottom. Please address the need and return to the front window." Pia stood to go and address the request but noticed that the glass low table was cleared except that affixed to the near edge was a significant fleshy phallus, which seemed attached to the glass surface. "Don't be distracted my girl, move along and return please. I'm very interested in your exam." Barbara hadn't ever used a water rinse such as this but didn't hesitate. She understood Mistress intent and complied. The liquid quickly filling her caused her to shiver, the escape surprise her other senses. Three passes and she felt ready for Mistress. Pia dressed in the beautiful hose and gown Mistress had left for her on the side table. She reviewed her makeup and touched up her lips. Coming into the front room she noted the clock at 4pm. "Good Pia, come sit by my side." Pia was dressed in the garments, but Mistress simply pulled away them away. "Please settle right here dear," pointing at the sofa, yet Pia was surprised to see a second phallus in Mistress' left hand. "Stop a moment Pia, let me insert this plug." The moisture or lube on the surface allowed the 110mm phallus to easily enter Pia's back passage. Mistress moved the girl to the seat beside her. "Oohh dear Mistress, " "Be still young lady, there is much you need to learn, and you must keep me focused on your training. Marley says I'm a little soft, but we'll see, humm? Nice little toy isn't it darling?" Michel pointed at the large phallus attached to the corner of the glazed table. "I know you can reach the proper level of discipline my dear, but my control must be complete if you and I are to see the next year together. I demand your total commitment to my needs and desires. I've shared you with Marley but others will follow, including several men. Your tight opening is mine as well, to have my fun, and for me to allow others entry." Pia sat quietly listening as Mistress described her intended dominance of the girl. She wouldn't accept anything other Pia's utter devotion. "Now let's get you prepared, oh don't worry, this will fit, with a bit of lube and your focus. You will ride that cock until I'm content you can easily satisfy. Please stand dear, just turn this way. Yes, very good, slide your thong aside dear." Pia stood with her bum to the window near the edge of the table as Mistress applied a special lubricant to the shaft and head of the rude looking narrow but long stiff phallus. "You'll control the penetration Pia. Spread your legs a bit." Pia moved slightly to stand directly over the cock attached to the low table. Michel continued, "Good, now you can settle it inside your backdoor as you feel comfortable." Pia lowered herself and the helmet of the phallus entered her prepared opening. In surprise Michel exclaimed, "Oh, the head of the cock was surely easier than I anticipated." Pia spent some moments allowing the long phallus to enter her bottom. Mistress sat quietly awaiting. Michel smiled when Pia looked to her. She moaned several times but she was happy when the toy was full inside her. She could see her Mistress was pleased. Mistress directed her to roll her hips to feel the width then told Pia, "Now fuck yourself dear, that's right it will remain attached to the table." Pia used her legs to move upward allowing the shaft to slowly exit her bottom. "No dear do not stand so as to allow my toy to exit your bottom. I said to fuck it, so proceed please." Mistress watched the girl re-insert the cock and start to fuck herself. Mistress came closer and started to rub Pia's pussy with her thumbs. Pia quivered and sighed now as the cock moved into her then out, moaning louder as Mistress' hands found her deep spot. "Pia you will be with me if even after we abandon the strange search we're starting together. We may or may not find your past lover but you will be mine. I will continue to control you, to love you, to share you. Do you agree dear Pia? My will is now your life. Now come with me dear." Pia then saw that a concealed device had stimulated Mistress within her pussy. The soft hum she now could hear. "Yes Mistress, Yes Mistress, I need your love Mistress, Fuck me please Mistress, ooohh, ooohh," She was thrashing about, the phallus still inside, with Mistress's fingers in her pussy Pia climaxed. Later after having something to eat Mistress called Marley and arranged to meet her domme' in a nearby Bar. "I'm a little uncertain how to bring this subject up Marley. I need your help with an unusual search. Our Pia has lost someone. Well she's unsure whether he's lost but anyway, could you possibly help?" "Michel what are you asking?" They were in a DC bar at a quiet table. "You are aware of other domme's interests and there is a sort of network correct?" "Well yes, there are ways we find one another and our subs. It's not really mysterious as all that though. Why? What are you and Pia into that needs further investigation?" Michel considered the response and decided a different tactic would provide Pia some protection. She was in a way Marley's sub. "Have you heard of domme's that handle transgender subs? Specifically altered boys or men?" "Wow Michel, so your new pet wants a transfemme for you two to share? That's a bit kinky even for me. Though to consider the sexual benefits is rather interesting," she chuckled. "No Marley. We're not searching exactly but, have you ever heard of abductions or forced transition for men or boys?" Now Michel had the whole can wide open. Marley said, "Firstly I have seen at least two transfemme that were in training with domme's, though both these 'girls' were on the West Coast. I met them at a party, both remarkable beauties but their penis' were caged." "You've actual seen a man, I mean a girl changed like that Marley?" "There are several Websites that allow members to make various connections. But the 'forced' word is difficult in the community. It's just not a true description. I'm not saying that there aren't those who may apply pressure leaning toward forced but it's pretty uncommon. So what you're asking is, have I heard of a domme' who would collect boys and transition them to a female life but as a sub?" This wasn't as easy as it seemed, "Yes Marley, I guess that's what I'm asking." Marley was surprised, "Then I'd say no but also yes, since I'm not aware personally of someone meeting that description, but yes too, because I'm certain there's a demand for subs with those characteristics. Why or how did this come up with Pia?" After the history was run through Marley felt what Pia sought was possible. The Quebec connection seemed plausible as well. Marley suggested Michel keep their conversation private even from Pia until Marley could scout about a bit. "I'll call you later tonight Michel, OK?" - - - - Meanwhile in the Hall Rachel was still holding me. She caressed my left breast while directing the others. "Lee, please move Annabelle to the sofa edge. Catherine, please bind her hands and aid her accepting Lee." I stood still as Lee reached out and Rachel whispered in my ear. "You must be taken now Annabelle. We both know how and why. Open your mouth." Settled atop the sofa with Rine holding my arms my resistance was no longer of concern. I was in their hands and they had a plan. Lee moved beside us and Rine guided his cock into my willing mouth. I couldn't believe the softness, but this quickly passed as my ministrations began to stiffen his member. Soft Lee might have appeared only to have a modest cock, but erect his had grown to 220mm, very thick and hard. I quietly suckled him while the others watch though they shifted to the portion of the sofa available or were seated in the chairs. I initially felt I'd not notice the difference from the phallus' the girls used with me but Lee was alive and each moment I found I enjoyed the feel of him sliding in my mouth. My tongue kissing his length, his dew hitting my taste buds. I enjoyed his cock for several minutes until Rachel step to his side and withdrew the hardness from my throat. "Whoa Annabelle. He has another opening to attend to. Catherine keep Lee warm while Margrette helps Anna remove her lovely dress and Florence moistens her cunny please." Margrette had me sit slightly up to allow the zip and clasp of my dress to be undone, then she lifted my dress off exposing my beautiful lingerie which due to my hurry earlier I failed to notice. The lace and banding on the brassiere, the suspender and thong were exquisite. The stockings held taut making my legs in the heels look so wonderful. I felt so gorgeous and yet still wanted to get back to Lee's cock. On my back Florence noted my arousal as her mouth and tongue where close to my clitty, she licked my rim and then slid her two long fingers into my bum distracting my attention to Catherine's hand on Lee's nice cock. Rachel approached and whispered to me, "Lee is about to fuck you Annabelle. Please allow him your complete attention. A girl only gets fucked the first time the once." Lee had move between my legs, and the two girls slowly pulled my legs wide as Florence again moistened my hole. Outstretched as I was, Lee could stand close to my crotch. He ran his penis across my rosebud. I licked my lips as Rine placed her finger to my mouth allowing me to suckle something. Lee grabbed my breasts while we looked into each others eyes. He slowly inserted the thick cock I so desired into my cunny. The size caused me to place my hand on his chest, halting his penetration for a moment. I adjusted the angle of his thrust toward my back, and he slipped slowly and fully inside me. He awaited my breath then began to fuck me, slowly for at least a minute but increasing his tempo as well. I had enjoyed the girl's fucking during the last month but Lee was fatter and yet softer. He was massaging my breasts as well. I had become what Mastress had ordered, a nubile slut. Truly a mature woman ready to be fucked whenever. He fucked me smoothly for what seemed like an eternity. He stopped only briefly to pull my legs up to rest on the sofa edge. Then he fucked me very aggressively, rolling me onto my tummy and lifting me to settled on my knees, my face on the sofa. My posterior was presented to Lee and he fucked me deeply for several minutes, his balls slapping my upturned bum. This position was too much. His cock clearly was banging my cunny in such a way I was going to cum. I felt my orgasm building. I needed a complete real release. I was being fuck, for the first time I felt a warm cock within me. I could sense his ejaculation was near as well and started to constrict my muscles, milking this grand cock, and Lee started to erupt. His hot seed was so unfamiliar, yet I wanted it all. I felt the jet of seed deep in my ass. "Annabelle is about to pass out, take care of her. I must leave," said Rachel as she quickly left the hall. Still Lee was fucking me. Rine was holding my body while Margrette below us suckling my breasts. I came, or at least I felt a massive orgasm deep within my tummy, running down my legs and up from my chest to my mouth. I screamed his name over and over again. "Lee fuck, Lee fu, Lee fuuuuckkk me . . please . . fuck me." - - - - Marley's husband's office was Downtown near the bar and after leaving Michel she went there to use a secured server his firm employed for delicate business research. The access was easy since she'd been with the firm as an adjunct analyst for several years. She had also called her decidedly weird friend on the coast for her view of the transfemme idea. Both research lines immediately showed results. The domme' friend assured Marley that there was a market and Marley's net search exposed a possible though weak connection from a Quebec city. She was surprised at the number of outlets and secondary links for the lead. It overwhelmed Marley. How could she sort through the numerous links to find what Michel was asking for? She simply didn't know enough so she called her friend on a hardline. Michel was happily surprised at the quick follow up questions, though she was in bed. She provided Marley with more details that would allow for an advanced search. But something else happened as well. Rachel's buried kernel announced that something was banging against one of the Sisterhood's firewalls, specifically from Washington and targeting Quebec Province. - - - - Rachel hadn't wanted to leave the initiation but she knew the importance of the alert. She reviewed the details with Mastress immediately. They determined that due to the team's inactivity over the past seventy days there was nothing to be done, just lye low for now and monitor the connections. The five girls were around my prone body when I awoke a moment later. Lee's dick was still deep within me. My eyes opened and I considered what had just occurred. The moment of my climax was a totally new experience. Florence and Catherine held me as my cunny spasms hadn't stopped and I was still shaking. - - - - Marley hadn't really found anything but her work had verified the possibility of abduction. She cautioned Michel as she ran through the information. Michel decided to conceal the research pending a call to Liz. She felt Liz was even-tempered and a logical supporter of Pia who could help determine how best to proceed. Liz responded, "This is very curious Michel. It's a very different avenue to run down, but it may be worthwhile. I suggest we all meet early tomorrow to run it by Pia, OK? We need to understand the next step prior to running off to Montreal." Marley had Michel and the girls to her home for a breakfast meeting. There was a chill in the air when the driver opened the doors for the four. The wind was gusting and blew up Liz's skirt. "That's like a cold hand of a big man trying to get at my panties." They laughed and entered the large foyer. Marley was excited to meet Pia's friends but offered a stern warning about what she discovered. Through a connection with a domme' from Philadelphia she'd heard of a French woman who worked from Montreal. The domme' had first hand information regarding a Swarthmore couple that they had 'acquired'; a beautiful thirty-year old transfemme maid several years back. Marley had spoken with the woman named Janis just before the meeting this morning. This Janis was being cagey until Marley had suggested a simple leak to the "Inquirer" about her husband's interests. Janis elected to speak about their 'adopted daughter' who was raised in Quebec. The value of the exchange wasn't provided but the contact information was and Janis assured her that this group was to be treated seriously. They would be violent if pushed. Marley suggested that the information be carefully controlled, and in fact withheld the actual name of the group from the girls until they had a plan. She stressed the potential that Janis had stated several times. There was a possibility that these people had been involved with my disappearance, but what if they hadn't? It could become a larger issue having a violent group feeling compromised. After discussing the possible difficulties Liz suggested asking Donna to be an intermediary. Pia was surprised to hear of the weekend sex trip her friends detailed for Marley and Michel. They clearly were just as involved with the Alternative Life as she had recently become. In addition Pia noted that more than twelve weeks had passed. What and who would they find? She spoke her fears aloud. Marley offered, "Dear girl if your hubby has become something you're uncomfortable with you have the resources and the support to address the changes you may need to make. If on the other hand you still love him you have to proceed and offer him the ability to freely decide his life course. Most people who've gone missing for three month have chosen to remain 'lost'. Shoot, if what you've implied actual did occur you may have new reasons to enjoy the 'her' he's become." The plan started to settle; four of them would fly north Friday morning. Marley didn't feel it was wise for her to be present and she hadn't given Janis's identity to any of the others. Using Donna's local residence seemed to be intelligent. Liz left the room to make the call. Pia was clearly uncomfortable and Michel took her aside. "We're going to help this get resolved, together. You're lucky to have such friends. Liz and Julie want the best for you." "But while he's been missing, I've become a new person, how is that going to seem to the person I loved? And I now know I can't go back to the Barbara I was just a few weeks ago. You and I are now heading toward a different life Mistress. I don't want Barb's simple existence. I love just thinking of how you care for me, please understand." "And I will and do dear Pia. Let's take this Montreal trip see what becomes of the information, and realize that changes may be required, but we'll address them together, OK Pia?" End of Part Seven to be continued,