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Young Stepmother Part 13
By Mark Dayette
After Klarissa told me about the conversation between my Stepmother and
Pete's fiancee I didn't have any worries. I was glad that Pete would get
humiliated by having a bunch of 'sissies' perform for his Bachelor Party.
However, I figured that I wouldn't have to be one of the cats who did it.
There was no way that I was going to participate in a dance routine in
front of Pete.
The next afternoon I saw the cats on stage practicing. I was busy moving
chairs in the audience because to me it was a club night ahead like any
other. My Stepmother walked in and had a surprise for us as a strange man
was standing next to her.
She said, "Girls, I'd like to introduce you to your new dance instructor,
Christopher St. Reynolds, of the Karen McMichaels school of dance in
Sydney, Australia."
Christopher said, "G'day mates, I'm your new dance instructor, Molly
tells me you are preparing for a dance performance at a Bachelor Party."
I looked at him and noticed that he was an odd mixture of masculine
Aussie and effeminate dancer, an alpha male in pink. He looked like a
species of animal that had resulted from two animals being been crossbred
with each other. He was tall with blue eyes and a fit physique. The other
cats were standing on the stage and they were farther away from him than
I was, but I could tell they were just as confused by his appearance.
Christopher looked at me and asked, "You're in a cat outfit, why aren't
you on stage?"
My Stepmother glared at me and signaled her agreement with him, "Yes
Natalie dear, why aren't you on stage?"
I said, "I don't want to take part in the dancing, Pete's my oldest
friend, I don't really feel like dancing for him."
Christopher said, "That's not my bowl of rice mate, all the girls have to
dance, no exceptions. So don't yabber and get up there with the others."
I remained defiant. "No!!! I'm sitting this one out."
Christopher said, "Buckley's chance you've got of disobeying me mate."
Christopher charged over to me and grabbed me, he was stronger than he
looked, and soon he had forced me to bend over one of the club's tables,
and he began to spank my bare ass.
He said, "You make me as mad as a cut snake. What gives you the right to
think you are better than the other girls? And it says 'Sissy' on your
arse and all sissies can dance mate, it is in their blood."
The worst aspects of him spanking me were first that it was in front of
my Stepmother, this was like repeating the embarrassment of when she had
seen Pete humiliate me in our home. There's nothing that makes a man feel
more like a helpless child than being spanked by another man while a
woman watches, for the woman it reveals the truth of who is the more
dominant man in the animal struggle. Second, I heard laughter from the
other cats when he pointed out my 'Sissy' tattoo.
He let me up only under the condition that I join the other cats on stage
to dance and I reluctantly did that like a defeated dog with my tail
between my legs. My Stepmother displayed a grin of satisfaction that my
resistance to dancing had been broken. On stage with the other girls the
dance instructor forced us to do different twirls and I hated having to
do the effeminate hand gestures such as putting my hands on my hips. We
were forced to gyrate our hips and asses and shimmy our shoulders, I felt
like such a queer. My Stepmother was smirking the entire time and at one
point the dance instructor Christopher approached me on stage and made me
move my body in an even faggier way. I grew to hate that pink alpha,
Aussie bastard.
After a few weeks of this daily training, which we had to do before our
nightly waitressing duties, I was still determined that I wasn't going to
dance for Pete. I decided to confront my Stepmother in her office and
tell her I wasn't going to do it. Much to my surprise I walked in and
caught my Stepmother making out with the dance instructor Christopher St.
Reynolds. I knew it had been a long time since my father had died, but I
didn't think she'd find this Aussie dance teacher as a suitable lover. He
had his tongue in her mouth and his right hand on her left breast. I
interrupted them and Christopher said, "Well, it looks like your fairy
caught us tryin' to have a naughty. We'll get on again later." And he
left me alone in the office with my Stepmother.
I was going to get into my point but first I asked her what she saw in
Christopher.
She said, "Christopher is a real man born in the outback who dazzled all
of Australia with his dancing talents before a tragic hamstring injury
forced him to retire from the professional dancing circuit and become an
instructor."
I said, "He doesn't seem like a real man to me, maybe half a man, he
wears a pink shirt and he teaches dance, he has to be at least bisexual."
She sneered and said, "That's still more straight than you sweetie."
I didn't attempt to argue my sexuality with her again, it felt like a
dead end.
I said, "I came here to talk about this dance performance at Pete's
Bachelor Party, I don't want to do it. Let the other cats do it."
She said, "Honey, I thought we settled this issue when Christopher
spanked you, you won't receive any special exemption from what the cats
are assigned to do. And anyway I think the sissy doth protest too much.
You are dying to dance for Pete and that scares you so you've been
stamping your little feet trying to flee from it because you are afraid
of how it will make you feel. Now that I see this clearly, I'm adding a
new element to the dance. You will give Pete his own personal lap dance!"
I was outraged, "What???? YOU CAN'T!!!! That's sick!!!!"
My Stepmother shook her head and said, "How long will you continue to run
away from your own desires? I'm giving you a wonderful opportunity to
live out your most girly fantasies. I will even keep it a secret from
Reginald, what happens at Pete's Bachelor Party stays at Pete's Bachelor
Party. Reginald would be so threatened by you getting physically intimate
with Pete. Many times over the phone I've told Reginald that Pete was
your first love, but it was so terribly unfortunate for you that Pete
isn't gay."
I yelled at her, "I will not give Pete a lap dance!!!!! NEVER!!!!"
Suddenly, Christopher came back into the room and he bent my arms behind
my back and he said, "You will not raise your voice to your Stepmum." I
tried to resist his hold but then he started spanking me again.
My Stepmother explained to Christopher, "Natalie didn't want to
participate in the splendid lap dance portion of the dance routine. She
is acting defiant."
Christopher said, "We'll see about that mate. You act like that again and
you'll be beaten with a whip. We Aussies don't take kindly to disrespect
for women and just because you are a sissy doesn't mean you shouldn't
show respect for women."
My Stepmother grinned and said, "Thank you Christopher, it is good to see
that a real man still treats women properly which is something Natalie
needs to learn. Now get out of my office Natalie and go practice your lap
dance. Always remember that I run this club, you are merely a waitress. I
make the orders and you will follow them."
My Stepmother stayed in her office and Christopher led me back to the
stage and he told the other cats they could take a break. He sat in the
front row of the audience and he forced me to perform the full dance
routine and then he told me to give him the lap dance I would give Pete.
I got close to him but damn I didn't want to touch him.
He got angry and said, "A lap dance means your body against mine mate."
I hated Christopher, I hated that he was an Aussie jerk who was making
out with my Stepmother and he was doing her bidding by bullying me and
forcing me to prepare to dance for Pete. I nearly died of embarrassment
when I had to grind my bare ass against Christopher's lap. I could feel
his full erection pressing against my ass cheeks and butt plug.
The day arrived when we had to dance for Pete's Bachelor Party, we were
at the hotel where the Bachelor Party was being held. A large event room
had been rented for the party and a stage and curtain were setup. Our
dance routine outfit for the day was exactly like our normal waitress
outfit only in this case it was pink instead of black. I took a glimpse
at Pete in the audience from behind the curtain, I was scared, I still
didn't want to do this. Our first performance was where we had to perform
the hit song "I don't care/I love it" from the Swedish girl band Icona
Pop.
When we went out on stage and I started dancing effeminately to the song
in front of Pete I felt so embarrassed. I had no reason to believe that
he knew we weren't real girls or that I was one of the dancers on stage,
but nevertheless I KNEW, I knew as I was dancing that I looked like a
sissy in front of my oldest male friend even if he hadn't identified me.
I glanced at Brad, the friend in the crowd who was in on the prank, and
he was visibly trying to hold back his laughter because he knew that
'sissies' were performing for his friend Pete. I tried to avoid looking
at Pete, but eventually I did so for a few seconds and saw that he was
smiling and he must have been drinking all day because his face was red.
Then the moment came when the other cats were set to leave the stage and
I would move forward and give Pete a lap dance in the crowd. I thought
about running away but the dance instructor Christopher had accompanied
us to the event to make sure we completed the routine. I knew if I tried
to flee, Christopher would probably just spank me again and I didn't want
to get spanked by a man like a child in front of Pete even if Pete didn't
know it was me.
I swallowed my pride and as my heart was racing out of my chest and I
approached Pete in my pink cat outfit I was terrified to look directly in
his face from a close range, the fear of him recognizing me was simply
awful. I turned my bare ass toward him and started to grind against his
thighs as I had been told to do. I felt so shameful and I reflected on my
Stepmother's long standing twisted nonsense about me being in love with
Pete, and that she obviously thought she was doing me a big favor by
'letting' me give Pete a lap dance.
And then just as I thought the worst was over, I remembered that I had to
put my ass in Pete's lap, and as I sat down to grind against him I
thought I would faint from embarrassment, Pete's cock was rock hard and
he was pressing his cock between my bare ass cheeks and then against my
exposed asshole. What made this situation all the more dreadful was that
I had forgotten to wear my butt plug that afternoon which I usually had
in for my waitressing duties. If not for his khaki dress slacks and his
underwear my oldest male friend would be penetrating my asshole.
And as I attempted to move away from him to quickly end the lap dance I
heard him whisper "Sissy?" And I thought OH GOD NO, had he read the
tattoo on my ass? I had almost forgotten about that detail which revealed
I wasn't actually a woman. And again he asked "Sissy?" in a louder and
angrier tone of voice, and to my complete horror his friend Brad busted
out laughing and shouted, "Pete! Your crossdressing friend Nate just gave
you a lap dance! Gotcha!"
Pete jumped up from his seat and grabbed my arm and looked me in the face
and he asked, "Nate?" I was frozen in fear and my look of fear and
failure to respond must have been all that he needed to know it was me
and quickly I saw his right arm wind up and he punched me directly in the
face and I collapsed onto the floor. I was knocked unconscious.
I woke up in the hospital and Reginald was there and he informed me that
my nose was badly broken and my lip was split. Two of my front teeth were
gone. I asked for morphine immediately when I discovered the extent of my
injuries, I also just couldn't cope with it emotionally, I wanted to numb
my mind and body. Maybe I blacked out again because it seemed like a long
time had passed and now both Reginald and my Stepmother were there.
My Stepmother said she hadn't realized that Pete would hit me and that
she hadn't known Brad would expose my real identity during the dance. To
me this didn't make sense because how would Brad ever humiliate Pete if
Brad never exposed that the Bachelor Party's dancers weren't truly
girls??? The only way to pull off a prank is to ultimately expose it as a
prank, I mean that's how it always happens on TV anyway. I didn't know of
any prank that was kept quiet long after it had ended.
My Stepmother said I would need a nosejob and my lips worked on and that
Reginald was willing to pay for my dental care, he had always wanted me
to have veneers anyway. During the hospitalization Reginald used his
financial power to manipulate the nurses into keeping me on high doses of
morphine. I became very passive during this period. As time progressed I
leaned more and more on the authority of Reginald and my Stepmother.
While my Stepmother stayed with me in the hospital, the dance instructor
Christopher ran the club for her.
I had the nosejob and my lips were repaired but in a way I had not
expected. My Stepmother said my lips were being healed from the punch and
that they would be back to normal after some surgical work, but they
hardly looked normal. Reginald later admitted to me that she had them
give me lip injections as my Stepmother said it was good for the business
of the club. My upper and lower lip had become so full. My teeth were
fixed and I was given veneers but they were too big for my mouth. When I
went back to work at the club, the waitress Danielle said I looked like a
'cocksucking rabbit'. I was so dazed from the recent trauma and facial
transformations that I could offer no real comeback to answer her insult.
I found out from my Stepmother that Pete's fiancee Heather was furious
about him hurting me. Heather said she had never dreamed he would act
that way, she thought that when he discovered crossdressers had danced
for him and he had enjoyed it, he would see the light and learn the life
lesson that it was stupid to hate crossdressers and homosexuals. She
threatened to call off their wedding unless Pete apologized and promised
to change his ways. He reacted to this by going into a panic and he told
her he would do anything to keep her.
Apparently Pete had to pay a heavy price, Heather forced him to read all
of Dr. Korman's books on crossdressing and he also had to read 100
feminization stories on some Fictionmania website. As he was reading
those stories, Heather would sometimes hear Pete mutter under his breath,
"Why can't these guys just like chicks who dress sexy? Why do THEY need
to wear it?"
To Be Continued....
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