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After she had left to go back to work I sat quietly and painfully and
sobbed, my emotions were in tatters and my frustration was driving me
crazy. Deep down I wanted to run away, I couldn't take any more of this
treatment, I couldn't debase and humiliate myself anymore, how could I
have allowed myself to get into this situation, how could I have allowed
that bitch to reduce me to this?
Then, however I began to think of my wife, I loved her, I still loved
her, I was so stupid to have let my foolish closet dressing up desire
lead us to this. I knew that Donna didn't love her, I knew by the way
she talked about her that it was all lies, but Hazel seemed to see no
wrong in that vindictive bitch.
It was then that I knew I just had to go on, keep taking this
humiliation, this physical abuse until I saw the crack that would let me
save her from the evil hold Donna had over her. At least tomorrow would
see my visit to the horrible Sandra again, I had to get that over and
done with. I feared her even more than Donna if the truth be known, but
I needed to face up to her. I also just couldn't wait for her to remove
this hateful chastity which she said she would do, then at least it
would be a step towards getting my life back to normality. With that I
resolved to quietly do all their bidding, watching and listening to wait
my chance.
Friday dawned, my poor bottom was still a sore reminder of the whipping
that Donna had given me, but it wasn't that that I felt tying my stomach
in knots. I did all the chores quickly without speaking, the painful
throbbing in my imprisoned testicles leaving me no doubt that I had to
go to Sandra, I just couldn't wait any longer for her to release me.
Finally Donna came home to get me.
"Are you ready Maid," she said arrogantly as I did my best to curtsey to
her, showing the panties I was wearing that day as she had told me.
"Yes Mistress," I said.
Her every word was making me feel more submissive to her again.
"Come along then."
She slapped my bottom as I walked past her making me jump at the twinge
of pain in my over sensitised cheeks to which she chuckled loudly.
Sandra was waiting for us, I'd almost forgotten how nasty she looked,
and they spoke quietly together for a few minutes.
"Get undressed and get on the couch ready."
Sandra barked as they continued their conversation. I hurried into the
clinical treatment room and swiftly stripped, anxious, painfully anxious
to get that damnable contraption off me.
I sat quietly on the couch naked and waiting, my heart in my throat.
Sandra somehow looked bigger and more butch than I remembered as she
came in.
"Lie on the couch, I said," she spat and I jumped in obedience and lay
down.
"First we must make sure you don't jump and damage yourself." Her voice
was guttural and hard.
"Keep your head perfectly still."
I hardly dared move as she swiftly secured a strap around my neck.
"Understand any movements and you will strangle yourself," she whispered
up close to my face.
My heart was pounding now, my eyes wide in fear of her, She was working
quickly, fixing further straps from the couch to my arms legs and
ankles. Then undoing some sort of mechanism she split the bottom half of
the couch spreading my legs which were secured to it. Working
methodically I felt rather than saw that she was removing that terrible
chastity that had driven me mad for the last two weeks, eventually she
appeared beside me, looking down at me, she had a hypodermic in her
hands.
"This won't hurt a bit sissy." She smiled that wicked smile of hers.
My heart was in my throat, I couldn't talk my mouth felt so dry. I felt
the needle, the injection seemed to take ages, but when she had finished
and she had put the syringe away, I felt her hand stray to my penis. Her
fingers slid about me, then begin to grip me.
I couldn't stop myself from groaning, my penis growing to her touch.
"So does sissy want to cum," she whispered, her face so sadistically
glowing as she stroked me harder.
"Yy y yess oh yess," I whimpered.
"How much do you want to cum sissy," she whispered again.
"Lots lots ooo lots," I babbled.
"You remember what I said about taking something from you if you came
back sissy?," her voice was a warm drone now as my penis throbbed in her
hand begging to climax.
"Yss yss," I whimpered again.
"And do you want that sissy? Do you?," she continued. I was so
frustrated, she had me so close, yet I was suddenly feeling tired,
awfully tired.
"Do you sissy? Do you?" she murmured over and over her stroking a gentle
tease in my tired buzzing head.
"Yss, yss please ohh please ysss let me cum," I moaned softly my eyes
closed an abyss of blackness opening up before me. I felt like I would
cum, I am sure I was going to cum, cumming even, but the blackness
closed around me as I finally succumbed to the injection and went to
sleep.
I have no idea how long it was, I seemed to wake and sleep in fits and
starts, seeing her masked face and those evil eyes as if they were in a
nightmare as I slid back into deeper sleep once again. Until eventually
I did wake up from that never ending nightmare dream, or was it?
My head was throbbing and I felt strange and sore all over, I was so
disorientated I didn't know where I was. I was blinking my eyes fighting
that sleep, trying to get myself awake as my head slowly began to clear.
It was then that I began to realise that I was in a cot, like a hospital
bed with the sides up. She appeared through the door as if on cue and I
cringed at the light shining through the window behind her.
"So sleeping beauty is awake at last." Her voice was matter of fact.
"Sit up sissy, we have to get you up and about today."
She unlocked one side of the bed and slid it down before helping me to
sit up, I felt so weak and small, I was having trouble to find the
strength to move and my head felt as if it was full of wool.
"I expect you want to know what I have done to you sissy."
I was trying hard to concentrate on her words, to understand what she
was saying. Done to me? What did she mean? It was so difficult, I can
hardly describe the numbness in my head.
"I have done some minor cosmetic surgery to your face and your body."
My eyes must have widened in horror as her words finally sank into my
befuddled mind and the implications of what she was saying began to dawn
upon me.
"Oh yes sissy, you are a much better looking maid now, you see I have
reshaped your nose and your chin, I have removed all your excess body
fat and remodelled your body."
She smiled triumphantly pausing before delivering her piece de
resistance.
"And I have given you a fine pert bouncing pair of breasts."
She laughed a long hideous hyenic laugh.
I sat up quicker now ignoring the pain in my body and shaking my head to
try to clear it from the effects of the anaesthetic. My hands flew to my
chest in a reaction to her words feeling an unnatural weight pulling me
down. Sure enough a pair of firm soft breasts were protruding through
the nightie that I seemed to be dressed in. I screamed a convulsion of
horror gripping me and my head felt as if it would explode with a
migrainous attack on my brain. I must have fainted then, but when I woke
up again it was to the strangest tickling sensation coursing through me.
I opened my eyes to find that her hands were inside my now open nightie,
her fingers teasing my unwanted, ludicrously enlarged nipples which were
already crazily erect. I felt like I have never felt before her touch
was making me want to push my chest out against her hands, the sensation
reaching down deep into my tummy. It was an arousal like no other as if
her touch was a conduit through my body right down to my sex. However as
I slid my hand down to touch myself to bring myself some relief, I came
to the sudden realisation that I was still in that cursed evil chastity
device which she had so promised to remove it now appeared back in place
at my groin.
Sandra's administrations to my nipples were making me gasp and pant in
deep breaths from the base of my stomach. I was feeling lost, I couldn't
fight her or resist her, she was making me feel so aroused, her smiling
evil smile, the ugly moles on her face and her hairy chin closer to me
now. I found myself looking into those deep black eyes, drowning in
their evil depth.
"Kiss me," she whispered.
I just couldn't help myself, a wanton arousal stopping me from thinking
straight any more my mind numbed by the drugs she must have given me. I
opened my lips and mindlessly kissed her, her thick tongue snaking into
my mouth as she French kissed me deep and hard, her hands holding my
breasts, my stiff erect nipples against her palms.
It felt unreal, as I whimpered submissively into her gagging mouth, she
was making me feel so hot, so aroused and yet I hated her so very much.
She broke free from her kiss then and stood up by my bed and with a
quick movement she pulled the sheets back off me, revealing my body to
her. I stiffened in jerked reaction but I couldn't move, I felt so weak
and vulnerable yet stupidly unbelievably, so aroused too and I just lay
there looking at her as she unbuttoned her white coat.
She finally pulled it open with a flourish revealing her butch body
wrapped in cream corsetry. I glanced down and to my complete horror
protruding from between her legs was her own wagging erect dildo
protruding from her groin.
I gasped totally horrified, the sight shaking me from my pathetic
arousal.
"Oh my god noo, no not again, not with her, dear god no."
"I'm going to fuck you so hard little sissy."
She whispered as she crawled on to the cot, her voice an evil guttural
grunt her eyes glittering.
I tried to wriggle away from her whimpering softly, struggling to battle
the weakness caused by her drugs. She pulled me back cackling at my
pathetic attempt to escape against the remaining cot side.
Climbing on top of me she straightened my body in the bed spreading my
legs. I wanted to run, to scream, to kick her off me yet I just lay
there an incapacitated, weak, submissive, trembling, sobbing wreck.
"Nooo please noo."
I whimpered and her smile widened.
"Yess oh yess," she laughed evily.
She spread my legs wider as she nudged between them. I felt the soft
rubber of the stiff, heavy dildo, slimy with lubrication, against my
stomach. She lay on me crushing me with all her weight, her face up
close to mine.
"You can make this less painful if you lift your knees up as high as you
can sissy, otherwise I'll just rip you in two with my cock."
She laughed right into my face then, the evil madness uncannily as Donna
had shown.
"And don't think that I won't."
She was actually giggling, her face speaking volumes of sheer evil and
sadistic glee at the power she held over me.
Whimpering and sobbing in the fear and frustration of my weakness I
slowly lifted my knees either side of her body. Rivulets of perspiration
were pouring down between my unwanted breasts as I looked into her
widening evil eyes. Her hands slid up and around my trembling knees,
pushing them higher bending my body in two so that they almost touched
my shoulders.
As she did so her rigid weapon slid down over my plastic covered groin
until I could feel its cold head slide down to my poor puckered and
abused bottom.
My mind was in a torment of hatred for her yet to my own disgust I
couldn't stop myself from wriggling against her, hating myself for my
arousal that didn't seem to want to diminish, even though I was
screaming inside, desperate to prevent her act of rape.
She could see my confusion, tell that I was aroused and she was grinning
gleefully as I wriggled beneath her. Her touch was teasing me there as
she watched the battle that was going on in my head fuelling her intent
to destroy me.
Her eyes were staring deep into mine as she began to push forwards
against me, the pressure increasing, my body opening against my will to
its slippery stiffness. She was watching intently as the arousal she
knew I was trying to suppress, grew. She was taking me into a debased
non male place and I began to pant, my breath becoming short and loud as
she dragged me through the barriers of my own sexuality.
Unbeknown to me she had been preparing me for just this act, during my
drugged sleep she had pumped a sensitising lubricating gel into me and
now as my tightness opened to her, the head of her weapon slipped into
me with surprising ease. The pain of her entrance not as severe as I had
dreaded, though I felt every inch of its' wrinkled stiffness as she
pushed it deeper and deeper into my body.
Suddenly the feelings inside me, possessing me, grew greater and as she
thrust the last inch into me I felt as if I was being driven over a
precipice and I felt myself begin to near my climax. I was lost, a high
pitched moan escaping my lips and shuddering through my hips, I came to
her in the strangest of climaxes I had ever felt.
She paused, a triumphant grin on her ugly face.
"Sissy loves Nanny to fuck her doesn't she?"
Then as I relaxed and came down from this first shuddering orgasm she
slowly began to thrust into me again, her lips descending to my
completely erect and throbbing nipples, sucking them between nibbling
teeth, sending my senses wild, peeling away the layers of my defences,
one by one, making passions build within me that I had no control of.
I don't know how long she took me, or how many times she drove my body
over that edge, only that each time I grew weaker and weaker and more
and more defenceless until I finally fainted through sheer exhaustion.
When I awoke again she was sitting at a desk by the window writing, she
glanced up at me and saw that my eyes were open.
"Huh, awake at last."
Her voice was hard and scornful.
"I can't have you sleeping here all day, you've got to get back to your
work, now get up and get dressed and quick about it."
In a daze I struggled weakly out of the cot. She came over to me
unceremoniously stripping the remains of the nightie off me as she
pushed me roughly through into an adjoining shower cubical. Turning the
water on she disappeared momentarily, the water cascaded over me and for
the first time I could really see what she had done to my body. The
sight brought tears of horror and frustration to my eyes, how could I
possibly persuade my wife I was the man who loved and cherished her when
I looked like this? How could I get rid of this all, change myself back
to the man I am, I would never be able to survive like this.
Those breasts, my breasts, were a constant reminder of her evil deeds as
they bobbed about heavy on my chest. I touched them, but it aroused me
almost immediately, my nipples hardening swiftly and as if connected by
elastic to the base of my tummy teasing me there too.
I couldn't imagine how I could survive with them, each day driving me
insane in this way. My waist was narrower too, now that I looked down at
myself it just seemed to over accentuate those damn breasts. To my eyes
it all seemed to make me look just like one of those soft porn pictures
in top shelf men's magazines. I started to scrub myself angrily but I
had hardly time to soap myself before she was back her voice awakening
me from my despairing thoughts.
"Come on, stop playing with yourself, we haven't got all day, you've got
to get going sissy, so shift your ass now."
I stumbled out of the shower, feeling nervous, her words invoking fear
in me making me hurry and jump to her commands, it never occurred to me
not to do what she said. Of course it was no surprise to her the way I
was behaving I had no idea that she had been using conditioning hypnosis
on me since she had first taken me into the clinic, so she just grinned
that evil grin of hers as I foolishly jumped to her commands.
I dried quickly under her instruction, then she pointed out the clothes
laid out on the bed.
"Get dressed and quick about it, you haven't much time."
I didn't query her words I didn't ask why or anything, my mushy brain
just went along with it all and I did as she directed.
I pulled the panties over my round bum, round oh god it seemed bigger in
some way, the panties were a fine black mesh, a wisp of clothing that
hid nothing. The bra was next, the oddest creation to my mind, it was a
half bra, a balcony which lifted my trembling boobs, I hated them
already. The bra seemed wrong as if it was only half there, it didn't
cover my nipples, leaving them bare pointing out, stiffening over its
edge.
The stockings were hold ups, sheer and black, the lacy elastic tops
clinging to my legs. Next was a white stiff netted thing, she told me to
step into it and pull it up. It was then as I pulled it over my scantily
covered bottom that I realised it was a sort of stiff petticoat that
fastened round my waist.
She stepped forward and I felt her fingers as she fastened it pulling it
tightly, before helping me pull the black dress down over my head,
smoothing it down before zipping it up at the back. The small capped
sleeves settling on my shoulders, the square neckline plunging,
revealing my unwanted cleavage as the gathered elastic edge only just
covered my straining nipples.
I looked down at myself realizing that the stiff petticoat was holding
the dress out so that each move I made showed my lacy stocking tops and
any further movement would show my barely covered bum.
"Shoes," she spat.
I grabbed the bed a weak faint coming over me, the pain of my
humiliating appearance making my head spin.
"I'll get you an energy drink to help you on your way, now get your
shoes on."
I sat on the bed and buckled on the black, stupidly high heels, their
straps wrapping twice around my ankles.
She appeared suddenly by my side a tall beaker was in her hand.
"Drink this," she passed it to me, it tasted of lucosade quite sweet and
not unpleasant, a warmth spreading through me as I drank it.
She was smiling now, standing in front of me.
"Good sissy," as I finished it.
"It contains an energy drink to pick you up, but also it is laced with a
powerful drug which will heighten your body's sexual cravings, it will
arouse you totally and will last for around six hours. Now here is five
pounds, your bus goes in fifteen minutes, the bus stop is five hundred
yards down the road from the entrance to the driveway, ask for your
area. It will take you ten to fifteen minutes to get to the bus stop and
it will take ten minutes for the drug to start to work so you had better
hurry."
My eyes opened wide.
"Noooo, please, I I can't go by bus I I just can't, not not dressed like
this, not now , pleeease, please, where is umm where is mistresss?"
I heard my own voice out loud for the first time since I had awoken, it
was little and high pitched like a girls. She grinned.
"It's caused by the stitches I put into your larynx."
"Oh my God," I gasped, It was made worse by the slight lisp induced by
the bottox that she had injected into my lips and above my cheekbones.
She giggled at me an evil sarcastic sound.
"The bus goes in fifteen minutes, or you will have to walk all the way
back sissy, so shift."
She pulled me up by the arm, marching me to the front door on tottering
weak, shaky legs, then thrust the five pounds into my hand. The door was
suddenly open, I was trying to pull back inside begging her not to send
me out, the cool wind already tickling my legs and a teasing cool breath
was blowing against my almost naked bum. I struggled with her, but then
I caught my reflection in the mirror inside the door beside her, there
was a short curly haired blond piece dressed to kill she was being
shoved out through the door and she looked ready for sex then the door
closed behind me. I screamed in my head, it was me, oh my god it was me,
what had they done to me what had she done to me, I wanted to die and
now here I was out here all alone.
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