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Young Stepmother Part 12
By Mark Dayette
Finding out about Pete's success sent me into a downward spiral. I
started drinking heavily, there was always plenty of beer and wine
sitting around inside the club and I was indulging in it both before and
after my waitressing duties. One night after work, me and the cat
Danielle ventured into Philadelphia's art district which had several
small shops that stayed open late. I know I was drunk by then. The rest
of the night was a blur to me.
I woke up the next morning downstairs on the sofa in Reginald's mansion,
he said a cab had dropped me off. He said I was really out of it. He was
going to play golf with his friends and he asked me if I'd be okay and I
said I would be fine as soon as I got over my hangover. After he left, I
looked at myself and noticed that I was still dressed in my cat outfit
from work. This came as a shock to me, I remembered that I had gone with
Danielle into the city's art district in the middle of the night, and I
now realized what a reckless action that had been considering the
revealing way I was dressed.
I suddenly felt a soreness in my ass and became scared. I hoped to God
that when I was drunk some man hadn't fucked me in the ass. I thought of
the popular expression that it didn't matter how slutty a woman was
dressed in public, a man still didn't have the right to rape her. I
wondered if this applied to me, I had walked around downtown displaying
my whole bare ass in the cat outfit. It wasn't my fault if a man fucked
me against my will.
Luckily I quickly discovered that the pain was located more on an ass
cheek rather than inside the anus. I then speculated that a man had
given me a brutal spanking. It was certainly possible, that was how the
wealthy male customers treated me at the club, why wouldn't a common man
in the real world treat me the same? Accepting that scenario as the most
logical conclusion, I swore to myself I would never get drunk again. I
determined that as a feminized waitress I was already in a lower social
position to men, so being drunk in public would just make it easier for
men to dominate me.
I was still hungover when I arrived for work that afternoon. Cat
Klarissa saw me and we had small talk, but as I was walking away from
her she asked me, "When did you get the tattoo? It is cute." I turned
around to face her again and said, "What tattoo?" Klarissa looked
puzzled and said, "What do you mean what tattoo? The one with the pink
writing on your left ass cheek that says 'Sissy'."
I hoped that she was playing a prank on me or that I misheard her
comments, but she led me over to a large mirror near the side of the
stage and she positioned my body turning me to the side and there it
was, on my left ass cheek in pink letters it said 'Sissy'. My pulse was
racing and my stomach filled up with butterflies of anxiety. I felt
light-headed and my legs were shaking, I had to sit down. I asked
Klarissa to bring Danielle to me, I wanted to talk to her.
Danielle walked over to me and I had to stand up and I turned my ass
toward her face and I asked her, "Do you know about this?" She said, "Of
course I know about it, we were at a tattoo parlor, remember? I
challenged you to get a tattoo and I said you were too scared to do it
and you said you weren't scared so we went in. I asked you what kind of
tattoo you wanted and your voice kind of trailed off into mumbling and
then you said 'whatever' and 'anything' so I picked one out for
you...'Sissy'."
I was getting frustrated with her, I lashed out, "Didn't you see that I
was too drunk to make a decision? And when I said 'whatever' and
'anything' I sure didn't think you'd pick 'Sissy' because that's the
exact tattoo I would NOT want."
Danielle said, "Don't be like this Natalie, the denying who you are
stuff is getting old, you are married to a man, you work as a feminized
waitress, you can be your real self around us girls."
I yelled at her, "You are an IDIOT! I'm going to visit my Stepmother in
her office and tell her what you did to me."
Danielle made a sour face and said, "Fine, see if I care."
I went into my Stepmother's office and I thought the best way to bring
up the issue was to just turn around and show her my bare ass and she
would see the tattoo. I was hoping she would think that Danielle had
harmed the business because the customers always saw my bare ass as I
waited their tables.
Before I turned my nude ass toward her, the thought popped into my mind
of the power difference in the relationship between me and my
Stepmother. That it was now such a casual thing for me to simply show my
nude ass to my Stepmother indicated that long ago she had taken away
from me the privacy of my nude body. I remembered the morning when she
forced me to attend school fully feminized and how she made me undress
and get dressed in front of her and the two bodyguards who were there to
bully me into submission. On that morning my Stepmother had seen my nude
ass and my nude penis, she even had the audacity to comment on the small
size of my penis. In contrast, I had never seen my Stepmother's nude
ass, I had never seen her nude breasts, and certainly not her nude
pussy.
I turned my ass around and waited for her reaction. I hoped she would be
furious at Danielle when I explained that it was her fault.
My Stepmother said, "Oh my!! That's a bold step! I never thought you
would admit it."
I was disappointed in her response, I said, "I'm not admitting anything,
I didn't do it, I was hanging out with Danielle last night and she had
the tattoo artist put it on me. I was drunk. I hate it."
My Stepmother said, "Honey, it isn't a big deal, the customers will love
it!"
I tried to convince her otherwise using a business argument, I said, "I
think it is graffiti on the company's product, the waitresses are an
important piece of the club's marketing and appeal, we don't want to
alienate the customers. You should punish Danielle for doing this."
My Stepmother laughed and said, "I'm not punishing Danielle, she's an
experienced waitress, she's been working at clubs like this for almost
10 years. You forget that the place is called 'The Fag Cats Club' so for
a waitress to have the word 'Sissy' written in pink letters on her ass
doesn't damage the product, it improves it. The customers will adore it.
Now get ready for work."
I felt a sense of rejection at my Stepmother's unwillingness to punish
Danielle. I felt fear at the thought of working as a waitress with the
word 'Sissy' on my ass. Hours later when I started waitressing that
night, I noticed the immediate impact of my tattoo on the Japanese
billionaire, Somuro Yazukasi, he had already acted in love with me and
now it was worse. He grabbed me and sat me down on his lap and he
unbuttoned my black velvet top from my upper chest down to below my
stomach. He caressed my ribs on both sides and he rubbed the middle area
of my stomach between the chest and the belly button.
As he forced me to sit on his lap I could feel his hard cock trying to
press against my butt plug that I always wore at work to prevent
customers from trying to use or stimulate my anus. He whispered in my
right ear next to my dangling earrings, he said, "My pretty sissy, let
me take you back to my hotel room, I will cover your soft body in baby
oil and please your tight sissy hole again and again."
I managed to get away from his grip and escape from him just as he was
reaching down to touch my penis. The night's musical performance was
again the Irish beauty Patricia (formerly Patrick) singing the wonderous
songs of Ireland. At the end of the night when it came time for the
private entertainment show, I got nervous just as I always got nervous
over it. I knew that for the private entertainment show any of the cats
could be chosen and they'd have to perform a new, creative, sexual
degradation which pleased the egos of these twisted wealthy men.
However, this night's entertainment was the night's singer, the Irish
beauty Patricia. Apparently 10 wealthy customers paid $100,000 to cover
her face with their cum, she acted as their bukkake target. On this
night, Irish eyes were NOT smiling, they were glazed shut with cum. They
paid $50,000 to take photos of her cum covered face afterwards, and she
wasn't permitted to wash it off for the next hour. I was glad it wasn't
me, but I wondered when my luck would run out and I would have to endure
something like that. It was bad enough that I had the three-way with two
other 'sissies' and then the cum drinking in the wine glass. However, to
imagine my eyes closed shut with cum and cum dripping all over my face,
I don't see how I'd ever convince anyone I was straight after that.
The next day when I went to the club, the cat Klarissa said my
Stepmother Molly was in a meeting with a woman by the name of Heather
Donovan. The name sounded familiar so I asked Klarissa to go and stand
with her ear against my Stepmother's office door to hear what they were
talking about. It is only because of Klarissa that I found out what they
were discussing. Klarissa told me later that Heather Donovan did the
majority of the speaking.
Heather said, "As you know, my wedding with Pete is coming up soon. Pete
is a wonderful person and he's finally having some success in life
thanks to the fortunate break of that winning ticket in the Pennsylvania
Lottery."
My Stepmother said, "Yes, that was certainly a lucky break, and it was
good for Pete that he was able to quit working at his father's Hardware
store, and he moved out, and purchased his own home."
Heather said, "Yes, that was a fabulous step for Pete and for me too
because it allows us to start a family together. We want to have 5
children. There remains only a few problems to clear up."
My Stepmother asked, "Like what?"
Heather said, "Well, there's Pete's extreme political views, he's too
right wing, it makes me uncomfortable. I mean I know that deep down he's
a good person and everything, but he needs to develop tolerance toward
gender variance and homosexuality."
My Stepmother said, "Yes, I see what you mean, perhaps it is good then
that I put pressure on my Stepson Nathan to maintain his friendship with
Pete. As I'm sure you know, Nathan is a sissy homosexual."
Heather said, "Yes, and I give you credit for that, but you probably
don't know that it was Pete's father who also pressured Pete to stay
friends with your Stepson. Pete likes to claim that he went to Nathan's
wedding to 'make fun of the little fairy' but that's not the full truth.
Pete's father found out that Nathan was marrying into the wealthy
Lancaster family, and although Pete's father also hates homosexuals, he
told Pete to 'attend that faggot wedding anyway' hoping that the
Lancaster family would put money into his struggling Hardware store.
That goal was in fact achieved, Bart Lancaster put $10 million into the
Hardware store and the store is currently being enlarged to carry more
products and bring in more customers. In addition, they were able to
hire new employees which made it easy for Pete to quit working there."
My Stepmother said, "I didn't know that Pete's father played a role in
Pete attending Nathan's wedding, but that's very interesting. I do know
that Reginald told his father Bart that it was important for Pete to
remain friends with Nathan. Reginald said that Pete was Nathan's oldest
friend and was therefore a source of stability in his life."
Heather said, "That's very true, Nathan is important to Pete and Pete is
important to Nathan, they should accept it. I'm not going to sit back
and do nothing and let Pete become a rotten person by ending a great
friendship because of homophobia. This is why I've come here today. I
have an idea."
My Stepmother asked, "What is your idea?"
Heather said, "It is a business opportunity for your club. Pete doesn't
know this yet, but another good friend of his named Brad has a father
who works as a drag queen in New York City. Brad's father says that
while he was married to Brad's mom he was feeling bored one day and
decided to try on a pair of his wife's black stockings. Within six
months he divorced Brad's mother and had thrown away all of his male
clothing, and he moved to New York City to work there in a drag queen
club. To help him understand his father, I gave Brad the new book by Dr.
Lindsay Korman called 'The Latent Crossdresser' where she describes the
cases of men who had never previously crossdressed who suddenly plunged
themselves into passionate and extensive crossdressing as if their very
lives depended on it."
My Stepmother said, "Dr. Lindsay Korman? The world's foremost authority
on crossdressing? She's the BEST! I was a student of hers at the
university. I didn't even know she had a new book out."
Heather said, "She does and it is indeed groundbreaking, but anyway,
after Brad read Dr. Korman's book, he had a long conversation with his
father, and now Brad forgives his father for divorcing his mother and
moving to New York City. This is where we arrive at my business offer to
you: Brad is Pete's friend and he's attending Pete's upcoming Bachelor
Party, Brad and I both agree that Pete will only learn tolerance if he's
confronted in a dramatic way with how ignorant he has been. Brad
suggested that Pete should have 'sissies' perform at his Bachelor Party,
it is the lesson he needs. I have come here today to hire your cats to
perform at Pete's Bachelor Party. Brad's idea is that they could put on
a hot dance routine for Pete."
My Stepmother exclaimed, "The plan is simply divine!!! My answer is
definitely YES!!"
Heather said, "I'm so happy you like it, and I told Brad that one of the
dancers could.............."
Klarissa says this is where she lost track of their conversation as a
massive noise, some kind of construction work had begun in the streets
outside of the club. I thanked Klarissa for getting that much of what my
Stepmother and Pete's fiancee Heather Donovan had discussed.
To Be Continued...
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