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"Sweet Marissa" Chapter 1: "The Beginning" Madge dragged me forcibly from the bathroom and continued hauling me by the arm towards the bedroom. I was already starting to whimper. Linda was busy in the bedroom sorting through piles of frilly clothes as Madge shoved me down on the bed. I struggled to get up and run, the floral perfume still stinging my eyes but she beat me to the door and locked it securely with a key she kept on a chain around her neck. She gave me another shove towards the bed and before I could get up Linda grabbed a pair of frilly panties and a small bottle of liquid then came over. Madge forced me onto my stomach then tied my arms back at the elbows with a nylon stocking as I struggled and flailed my legs trying to get away, but it was no use. I grimaced and whimpered as Linda poured a bit of the liquid over the panties. As I struggled she carefully mounded them in her hand, pulled my hair to tilt my head back, then placed the panties tightly over my nose and mouth. I noticed the fabric was moist on my face as I struggled and issued a muffled gasp. The strong liquid was sickly sweet and had a chemical, hospital odor as she held the panties tightly over my face. Soon my cries turned to muffled babble, my kicking legs quieted and I became weak. Madge began to notice then became somewhat alarmed. "Don't let him pass out! I want the little sissy wide awake for this!" she said in a determined and authoritative tone. As my eyes began to flutter I felt Madge climb off me, then Linda took the panties away. I laid there for a moment on the verge of blacking out, too weak to move as the ladies continued about the room getting clothes and things ready. A little fresh air soon had me feeling more awake but as soon as I began to move, swishing on the satin bedspread, Linda took notice then quickly returned with the panties. They weren't as wet now as most of the alcohol based drug had evaporated, but this time she pulled the waist band wide and swished the frilly pink nylon fabric over my head and tightly onto my face. "That should keep you quiet and still" she said as she went back to work. Then the faint, remaining smell of the chloroform returned again keeping me quiet and weak. I silently fell back face first onto the large pink satin comforter. As I looked through one of the lace trimmed leg openings of the silky panties I felt terrified and sickened as I watched them continue their plan and felt worse when I heard Madge begin the conversation with Linda that was pointed directly at me. "I told you what would happen, didn't I? You sick little sissy! Sneaking in here to try on my lingerie and my dresses!" "What if he tells his mother? We'll get in trouble!" Linda cautioned, but Madge had everything under control. "His 'foster' mother is gone for the rest of the week. We've got little Timmy here to ourselves all weekend! And, I doubt if he will ever tell anyone what we're up to." She then looked back at me. "You like playing dress-up in my clothes Timmy? Well sissy boy, that's just what we're going to do all weekend with you. Play dress-up!" Madge continued with vengeful delight. "The little sissies have been sneaking in here for months! Well, tonight we're going to find out just how much cross dressing little Timmy here can stand!" Both ladies giggled as Linda continued at the closet with pink perfumed dress and lingerie boxes and Madge continued collecting several lengths of close line rope and a pair of fleece lined leather wrist cuffs. I remembered what brought me to this humiliating situation then began to pass out. It was earlier on this Friday morning when my foster mom Ruth took a taxi to the airport to catch a plane to visit relatives. It was the last weekend of spring break recess from my eighth grade year of school. I wasn't quite fourteen yet but Ruth had decided just the same to leave me home alone while she was gone. Madge wasn't sure what to do with me at first after catching me in her next door apartment the month before. She was a beautiful, single woman in her early thirties, and being a partner in one of the larger local law firms she always dressed in expensive and soft, feminine clothing. I loved how her breasts jiggled under her satiny blouses and how her clothes sounded when she moved, and how her perfume smelled. Whenever she would come over and talk with Ruth and sit down at the kitchen table, I always got excited looking at her beautiful legs, and hearing the swishy zipping sound her nylons made as she crossed them and pulled her skirt down tight! I started having strange thoughts. I began to wonder what all those silky, perfumed clothes would feel like if I tried them on! Then one day I finally worked up the nerve to find out by sneaking into Madge's apartment when nobody was around. Soon, I became hooked on all the frilly lingerie, and Madge's' skirts, blouses and dresses, even her high heels. I really loved trying on her nylons too as they were sleek, smooth and cool to the touch. Even though I had a bit of sparse hair on my legs the nylons still shined in the room light and zipped on my legs just like they did on Madge! I would always get breathless and excited, my crotch would throb as I dressed myself in the layers of nylon and satin! I started sneaking in about once every other week to try on her things when she was gone. And since I knew when she and Ruth would be away at work, I found I always had a couple of hours after school in the afternoon when ever I got the urge to take another chance. I grew especially fond of one of her white polyester blouses and a tight black satin lined skirt. I often added a pair of her black stiletto pumps to finish the look. Then one day everything changed. Madge came home unexpectedly one afternoon and caught me in the act! There I was! In full view, all decked out wearing the white silky polyester blouse with the large feminine bow in the front that tied at the high collar. She saw the satin lined black wool skirt I was wearing, then noticed the nylons and the black high heeled pumps! After recovering from her speechless shock, she stormed at me in a fit of rage tearing and pulling at the blouse then yanked it off of me. Then she unbuttoned, unzipped, then quickly yanked the skirt off me as well. It fell with a loud swish to the floor. She became sickened to see that I now stood before completely dressed in her lingerie as well! "You sick, disgusting sissy!! That's my best slip!" she said as she pulled the long frilly nylon garment up and over my head with a zipping swish. She then saw I was also wearing her panties, one of her bras, and a pair of her pantyhose! "My God! What's wrong with you??!!" she said with an angry, almost hysterical yell. "Are you some kind of sick little sissy fag??!!" She was so flustered she could barely think. But she was angry! She grabbed my ear painfully, then pulled me back to her bedroom as I teetered and stumbled on her high heels. Once in the bedroom, she made me take off the rest of her clothes. She then noticed my T-shirt, pants, and shorts, socks and tennis shoes on the floor. She was mortified but wasn't nearly as embarrassed as I was. After threatening to call the police she picked up the phone but then, she decided that she didn't want the publicity that was sure to come about. Changing her mind she slammed the phone down angrily then told me she was going to tell Ruth she caught me in her clothes, and added that she "wondered what I would do once she told all of my friends that I liked to wear girl's frilly panties and dresses!" She fumed for another ten minutes, then too angered to think clearly she told me she would see to it that I was punished! She then threw me out of her apartment and onto the landing that separated our two duplex units naked, with my clothes and shoes bundled in my arms. After thinking the predicament over for a few days and then learning that Ruth would be leaving me home alone during the last weekend of the upcoming break she decided on what she considered a suitable punishment. She could get even with me without anyone knowing it! She said she was going to help me get over my sissy activity of cross dressing once and for all. Then I knew that I was going to pay for my mistake. Chapter 2: "Forcibly Feminized" It seemed like days ago now, but it had only been a little over an hour and a half on this Friday morning since Madge and Linda came to my back door and told me it was time for my "punishment." I didn't think she'd go through with it! Because after she took her key away from under her welcome mat, I couldn't sneak in anymore! They must have been watching and waiting for Ruth to leave. Because as soon as she left the apartment and drove off in the cab, it wasn't two minutes before they were knocking quietly on my back door. I became sick to my stomach and nervous as I opened the door and saw Madge and Linda standing there. I didn't want to go but was told that if I didn't, she'd really blow the whistle on me to Ruth and then, to all my friends! I couldn't stand the thought of all that humiliation so I had to agree to her demands. She told me that after my punishment, I would be free to go. I thought she might make me do house work or something, maybe even spank me! I had no idea what was going to happen. We crossed the landing into Madge's duplex apartment. I noticed all the window sheers were pulled as she had me strip off all my clothes then took them and went back to my apartment and tossed everything on my bed. She returned then securely locked the back door. Linda went to the bedroom as Madge grabbed me by the arm and led me naked into the bathroom. "Come on sissy boy! Time to get started" she said as she marched me to the bathroom on my stumbling, hesitant feet pulling me along. She inspected my long, brown shoulder length hair then quickly cut it into a slightly feminine shape. She then put me into a very hot perfumed bubble bath to soak. I watched her sweep up all of the clippings and get the little bathroom vanity ready with perfumes, a large tray of makeup, curlers, curling irons and other hair styling equipment! I began to feel sick in the pit of my stomach but thought for the moment that I'd better just keep quiet. Within minutes she had me stand, drained the tub, then trimmed my pubic hair into a short and tiny little heart shape. She then took a large bottle of Nair and began slathering the pink goo all over my legs, arms, underarms, face and then my front and back. The strong smelling pink lotion burned, and she made me stand there for 15 minutes as it did its work. She then showered me off completely and went over me with a wash cloth. The burning, tingling sensation began to subside, but to my shocked surprise I noticed that all of my scant body hair was now going down the drain! I was now totally smooth, pink skinned and hairless! Madge closed the curtain then ordered me to shower off and wash my hair using still more of her fragrant women's soap and shampoo. When I stepped out of the tub she quickly dried me off with a large fluffy pastel colored towel, applied a floral scented body splash then dusted me down with a scented powder puff. She then had me take a seat at the bathroom counter and quickly began combing my hair out. In minutes she was rolling curler after curler into my hair, affixing each one with large plastic clips. Soon, over fifteen of the blue and pink curlers were rolled tight to my scalp. She then put a plastic drying bonnet over my head and plugged in a dryer. As it whirred and blew hot air over my head, I could feel the hair begin to dry and the curlers begin to tighten. Satisfied with her progress, she quickly gave me a manicure and pedicure then took a bottle of nail polish and began shaking it to mix it up. "What are you doing Madge?" I said as I gasped the words through a dry and trembly throat. "She put my pedicured left foot on the front edge of the chair she was sitting on then added blue foam rubber toe spreaders. She then took the bottle of red nail polish and unscrewed the top of the bottle. "What do you think I'm doing?" she said as she looked right at me. "We're going to doll you up Tim!" She then returned to work as she held my foot tight and started putting heavy wide strokes of the bright red lacquer on my first toe! Soon, all of my toe nails were painted the same glossy and rich, red color. She then added long glamour length nails to my fingers, glued them firmly in place, then painted them the same way! I began to whimper and gasp and began to pull away as she took a pair of tweezers and began to pluck my eyebrows into a more feminine arch. "Be still! Or I'll pluck them all the way!" she said. As I quieted, she then continued giving my brows a good shaping rather than the high arch plucking. She then took a bottle of liquid foundation makeup, put a large dab on her fingers and began smoothing it over my face. With my face now a smooth, uniform and feminine shade she added powder to set the foundation and make my skin appear even softer! She took a pair of false eyelashes from a little case then quickly and expertly glued them into place. Eyeliner was next, and she applied it in thick black strokes making my eyes appear large and doe-like. After applying two shades of a smoky blue, and light blue eyeliner that ran most of the way over my eyelids she then lined my lips with a lip pencil, then took a tube of lipstick and rolled it up exposing a color the same red as my manicure. She seemed to enjoy my silent, nervous squirms on the little padded chair as I sat wrapped in the fluffy bath towel. "Settle down you little sissy. I know you're just loving all this!" Madge said as she continued. She then cupped my chin to hold me in place and smiled with satisfaction as she applied the lipstick to my lips in broad heavy strokes and finished with a clear lip gloss. Mascara was applied to add more color and to merge my eyelashes with the false ones. She then added rouge to redden my cheeks into a feminine blush. She then added a pair of clip-on dangly earrings giggling at how "pretty" I had become! They brushed against my neck with every movement. She seemed to enjoy my plight as she finished by clasping a three strand pearl necklace around my smooth, powdered neck. "But what will my mom say?!" I said as I saw myself in the mirror noticing the glued on glamour length nails painted a bright red and the false eyelashes glued on. "You should have thought about that before you decided to sneak in here and play dress-up like a little girl!" Madge said. I began to whine, then she added "I could have dyed your hair blonde and really plucked your eyebrows you know, would you like that Tim?! Hummm? You can consider yourself lucky. I could have make it a lot worse for you." I shook my head that I understood and decided to just keep quiet as she continued working on me. "I told you, once your punishment is done, you can leave. We won't have to tell anyone about this. That is of course, unless you want to!" She said with a giggle as she unplugged the hair dryer, took off the hair bonnet than began removing the curlers. Within minutes she had my hair combed out, styled and hair sprayed into long, soft shoulder length curls. She added a powder blue satin ribbon to my hair to increase the humiliating effect then led me forcibly into the bedroom! Linda watched her pull me into the room and giggled at how I looked. "Plea...Please Madge, I've learned my lesson! I'm sorry!" I sobbed. But she didn't listen. "We're just getting started sweetie! Just getting started." And that's how my ordeal had begun. Now looking through the lace trimmed leg opening of the panties I began to wake up a bit as I watched the ladies finished collecting their things. Madge came over then untied my arms. She sat me up on the edge of the bed and whisked the nylon panties off my head. She straightened my hair and checked my makeup as Linda came over with a pair of shiny white satin panties with tiny blue ribbons and lace around the leg openings. She put me into them then took out a new pair of nude support pantyhose, gathered them and began working them up my now hairless and perfumed legs until they were smooth and tight. I was groggy but awake as they got me to my feet. As I wobbled Madge bent me over then reached into the back under the pantyhose and panties and fumbled for my genitals. "We can't have any little 'boy' bulges down there now can we?" she said as she began gathering everything up and began to tug. It was painful as she pushed my testicles up inside of me, then she continued working and tugging at my penis until it was stretched very tightly and tucked up between my buttocks. As Madge tugged my panties and pantyhose back into place I could feel everything pull and continue to cinch until my crotch was forced into a tight "V" shape with no trace of a bulge! Linda then pulled the waistband of the pantyhose up as high and tight as she could. Madge continued her work silently, as if she was playing dress up with a doll! She brought over a pile of lingerie and fluffed it out on a chair, then selected a white body briefer and came over. As Linda steadied me she had me step into it then pulled the tight and shiny nylon Lycra material up and over my waist then worked the briefer up over my chest until she could put my arms through the straps then pulled them up tightly over my shoulders. A white padded panty girdle came next. It was tight as both ladies pulled and wiggled it up my legs, the nylon of the shiny pantyhose made the girdle swish and zip. Madge then opened a thin little box and took out a brand new pair of old fashioned filmy gossamer seamed full fashioned nylon stockings. She sat me down then gathered them and began putting them on me. They were even silkier and shinier than the pantyhose and zipped up my legs effortlessly. She ran her hands over my legs checking to make sure the seams were straight and that the filmy nylon was tight and wrinkle free. For a moment I became flushed at the feeling of the near frictionless nylons because I had never worn stockings before. But looking in the mirror at my feminized face I became sickened and scared at what was now happening to me as they continued. Madge and Linda then began tightly gartering each taupe colored stocking to the four garters of each leg of the panty girdle. They stood me up again and Madge marveled at how the nylons began to tighten and really shine as Linda then finished tugging and pulling the girdle up high on my waist. The white nylon Lycra fabric was tight and smooth, the crotch pulled in even more showing no visible trace of a male bulge. One more pull sank the girdle crotch even tighter. Madge giggled as the fabric began to give me the appearance of vaginal lips. The wide padded hips continued the feminine illusion giving me womanly curves. The stockings were now high and tight! I could feel the garters pulling on each thigh. My hairless and perfumed legs shined and gleamed in the room light as I wiggled nervously. Linda then put me into a lace trimmed satin brassiere by guiding my arms through the satin straps then pulling it into place. I could feel her quickly hook the three hooks at the back. She then added large weighted silicone falsies to the bra cups then pulled and smoothed the bra into place. The breast forms were heavy, and jiggled as she adjusted and tightened the straps until finally, my bust stood straight out! I began to feel week and faint wondering how far they were going to take this! They sat me down on the bed once again, and as Madge put the fleece, padded, black leather wrist cuffs on each arm then securely buckled them into place Linda arrived with a box. She set it on the bed then opened it and took out what looked like a small corset! By now, Madge was busy putting my feet into white patent leather ankle boots. They hurt my feet as she forced me into them. These boots had seven inch stiletto heels and forced my feet into an arch like that of a ballerina causing me to stand on tip-toes making it impossible for me to run away, or to even walk! I would soon find that I could only stand with help! She quickly and tightly laced them up then added another pair of lined leather cuffs at the ankles and buckled them into place. She then hooked them together with a metal ring to keep my feet together. Then, taking a white clothes line that ran down from a small pulley hooked to a heavy eyelet in the ceiling she tied it tightly to the steel rings in the wrist cuffs keeping them together as well. She then went to the side of the room and unhooked a rope from a tie on the wall. Linda helped me to my feet and steadied me as Madge began pulling on the rope. My arms began to rise and continued with each pull as the white close line whirred through the pulley in the ceiling. Soon my arms were pulled high over my head. Another pull sent me higher! Now, in no danger of falling because of the impossible stiletto boots Linda stood back. Madge pulled once more until my feet only brushed the floor. Linda then brought more rope and tied a length through the metal ring fasteners of my ankle cuffs then tied them off through a heavy flip up "D" ring that was fixed to the flooring hidden under a patch of the pale pink carpeting. When she finished and stepped back, Madge gave another pull and my feet left the floor completely! As Linda brushed me I began to swing helplessly from my wrists. One more pull tightened the floor ropes and caused the pulley to creak in the ceiling. Tied tight, Madge hooked the rope to the metal catch on the far wall then cinched it down. She came back over then took the corset from the bed and wrapped it around me. "Having fun yet sweetie?" she said as she hooked the six front busks then centered it on my waist. The stiff and heavy corset material swished against the nylon spandex of the body briefer as she made sure it fit from my hips to up just under my new bust. She then began to gather the laces of the corset. "This is going to be fun!" she squealed to Linda as she began pulling and gathering the long white silk laces in her hands. The laces zipped as they moved through the steel eyelets at the back of the corset. Soon the material became snug, and then started getting tight. Linda wheeled over a large full length dressing mirror so I could watch the full effect of my "punishment" as Madge continued to work the laces, tightening them evenly. The corset in the reflection was very feminine. I had seen pictures of them in books and old magazines at the library, and when nobody was looking, I would study them as well as most ladies lingerie and clothing fashions. This one was made of a heavy, shimmering white satin and had delicate white lace trim with blue satin ribbon running down each of the stays. Little pink satin bows were at the bottom of each stay encircling my padded, girdled hips. As she pulled, the wrinkles began to come out of the fabric and it really started glistening in the room light. I had never worn so much at one time, and the thought even crossed my mind that I was getting some kind of enjoyment out of this. But, looking at my now feminized form, the makeup and the feminine silken and satin clothing made me feel sickened! The swishing sound of nylon I used to love was now mocking me. Madge was pulling harder now and the corset continued to shrink my waist. My breasts began to look bigger and my hips larger and rounder as the size of my waist continued to diminish. Suddenly, I couldn't take it any more. I began to panic then struggle and cry out as I pulled and thrashed against the ropes. Madge stopped for a moment. "Getting a little too feminine for you sweetie? Poor baby, that's too bad," she said, then called to Linda. "Get the gag. Someone might hear him if he keeps this up." With that Linda went to a drawer and quickly returned with a device in her hand. Madge tied off the corset laces momentarily, then got out of the way as Linda quickly swung a chair around back then climbed up. I fought the gag but Linda managed to pull my hair back causing me to grimace and then to cry out again. This time she wedged a large red rubber ball between my red lipsticked lips. "If you want it rough, we can do it that way too sweetie! It makes no difference to me," Madge said angrily as she watched, waiting for Linda to finish her work before she could return to lacing me into the corset. Before I could spit out the gag Linda took the black leather straps and pulled them tightly around my head. The gag became tight, the ball then cinched into my mouth and the straps bit into my cheeks as she tightened and buckled them into place. With that finished, she got down, put the chair away and went back to the closet to continue going through the clothes. Madge undid the temporary knot holding the corset laces tight then continued. The corset began to creak with each pull now. I tried to scream but only heard a blubbering "glub" sound. "Glub... glub... glub." I screamed silently and wide eyed at my predicament. Madge and Linda only giggled as I continued to twitch and struggle. "Isn't this fun Timmy? Little sissy boy looks just like a pretty little girl now doesn't he Linda!" Madge said as she continued. Just about when I thought I would pass out from the tightness of the corset she tied off the bottom of the garment in a tight double bow so it wouldn't come loose. But, to my horror, I saw that she wasn't done! She had threaded the laces so there was a gap in the middle of the lacing eyelets. Just enough room to finish by tying the laces at the back of the waist and to make the corset shape to its greatest hour- glass effect. I felt her dig at the back of the corset with her fingertips and then pull out enough of the already tight laces to get a tight hand grip around each side. She then began to pull even more. Soon she had a firm hand full of laces once again! I began to feel strange. It felt like Madge was trying to kill me! I felt warm and a strange floating sensation as my waist continued to shrink. But Madge kept on! Linda brought a large white satin gown from the closet and set it over a large high backed chair. I became terrified! The white satin dress was full length and appeared heavy and formal. The satin sleeves were "poofy" at the shoulders and ran down to four little white satin buttons at the lace trimmed cuffs. The neck had a high collar and had similar lace trim, and decorative white lace ran down over the front above the bust area in a "V" shape to near the waist. But the Waist! It was tiny! The dress looked like it belonged to a "Barbie doll!" Madge stopped lacing then took a dress makers tape measure and wrapped it around my waist. "22 inches," she said as she put the tape measure on the bed. "That simply won't do. We have to get him down to 18!" I spent a lot of money on that dress and it is going to fit little sissy boy here, one way or another!!" She finished, then with intent, she moved back behind me and continued once again. I began to 'glub' and blubber even more now as she jerked and yanked on the laces forcing the corset smaller and smaller. Linda came over and began wiping the beads of perspiration that had begun to form on my brow as I tried to whimper. She patted a lacy, perfumed handkerchief over my face until I was dry once again, then finished with another dusting of powder and perfume. I hung weak and silent now as Madge continued with her knee at my lower back. Her pulls were coming in little jerks now and my breath only came in short breathy little gasps! Finally, in one quick motion she took the remainder of the laces and gave a groaning pull but it still wasn't enough! She had Linda come over and take one side of the laces while she held the other side. Then both women continued pulling, paying no attention to my now crying and whimpering gasps at the tightness and the total humiliation of what was happening to me. But then, as they gave their final exasperated gasps and gave the braided silk laces one more wrenching, yanking pull, I felt my head spin and my ears ring as I began to see stars! Then the momentary spell subsided as I felt the back of the corset finally cinch tight! The halves had now met and were tight together. Madge quickly took the remainder of the laces, tied them around my waist then cinched a double bow knot at the back. Tired and slightly out of breath, she stood back to admire her handy work. She then took her tape measure once again then put it around my waist with a surprised giggle. "Just under 22 inches! The dress will fit him perfectly now!" she said with giddy delight. As Madge released the rope from the wall hook Linda undid the ties holding me to the floor. Then she undid my wrist cuffs and helped me to the vanity chair as I wobbled groggily on the stiletto heels. Madge came over with a bundle of frothy garments. The petticoats, I thought. That's what Linda had tossed on the bed in such a high pile. The first one was a plain white satin full slip that was floor length. I noticed the fluffy satin ruffles at the hem and the delicate blue satin bows that were tied just above all the frills. It didn't feel tight on my body as Linda put it over my head but it was very silky and slippery. Once the straps were adjusted and the lace trimmed cups hugged my new bosom Madge put the wrist cuffs back on me and hooked the rope backup. Soon I was being hoisted back into the air, hanging by my wrists. Linda then tugged and pulled the long side zipper of the slip until it was done up nice and tight. She then inspected it and was thrilled to see it came down perfectly to floor length. Madge handed her another white satin garment of the same length but this one had more body and was only a half slip. I could see several layers of ruffles as the white satin swished and gleamed in the room light. Lace edging and even more delicate blue satin bows danced around the bottom flounce as they put it into place and fluffed it out. She then took another petticoat from the frothy pile! Since I was hanging by my wrists they couldn't get me into the petticoats by putting them over my head. As they began to add the layers, Madge had to hold the bottom of the mounting fabric as Linda continued working more petticoats up my legs to finally tie the ties at my now feminized hour-glass waist. The next petticoat was white as well and was of layered nylon chiffon with lots of ruffles to make it fill out. They added three more like this and then continued silently! As Linda would reach for each successive petticoat Madge would hold the bottom layers tight against me until Linda could work the next one up. They got it down to a science. I could smell the perfume of the delicate lingerie and hear the satin swish. The fabric felt cool and frictionless as it brushed against my nyloned and hairless legs. The last petticoat had lots and lots of flounces and lace along with still more little satin ribbons and bows that were a pale pink and lined all the frills and ruffles. Linda tied it off and then fluffed out all of the voluminous skirts with a perfumed and feminine swish. "More!" Madge said, standing back with her hands on her hips, her right leg out, skirt stretching slightly. She tilted her foot back on her high heel, wiggling it from side to side looking like a frustrated dressmaker. "I want him to look like a queen!" As I hung there floating in and out of consciousness I could feel Linda and Madge go back to work as they put me into three more petticoats! They now swept out wildly in a great arc in loads and loads of frothy whispering nylon and satin! I lost count, but when they finished I figured they had put me into nearly a dozen of the powdered and perfumed feminine slips! My arms ached and I tried yanking at the ropes but it was no use. Linda and Madge stood back and watched as I bucked wildly. They had not retied my legs so I tried my best to get loose by flailing my them wildly. But they only laughed as they watched me blubber into the gag and twitch as the petticoats swished and danced wildly as I kicked to get loose. I could smell the perfume from the breeze the skirts kicked up and hear the satin rustle. My nyloned legs felt frictionless under all the silky fabric. Finally exhausted, I calmed down and hung quiet and weak. Next came the floor length gown! They had to take me down from the ceiling and sit me on the bed. Madge brought the dress over and unbuttoned it, fluffed it open then gathered it and put it over my head! They both worked the slippery, white dress down to my waist then slid my arms into the long, white satin sleeves I was groggy and weak as they buttoned the four buttons at the lacy cuffs of each wrist. Then, they put the wrist cuffs back on. I wobbled and teetered on my tip-toed ballerina boots but soon, Madge had me high in the air once again and Linda was back tying my ankles back to the ring in the floor. One more pull pulled me free of the floor again then Linda finished pulling the heavy white satin dress down into place over all the nylon and satin petticoats then began to fluff everything out. Larger and wider they became as she whipped them into a frenzy! I could smell the powder and perfume and listened as the material swished and rustled yet again as she worked and fluffed them wider and wider to their maximum fullness. Both ladies then made quick work of me. I was quickly zipped up the back and then making sure my pretty pearl necklace was on the outside of the dress, Madge then buttoned the twenty five buttons all the way up to the back of my high collared neck! Linda then fluffed up the front of the dress and all the petticoats. As Madge held the fabric out of the way Linda took more close line and tied me securely in rows of the white rope high on my thighs, then both above and below my knees for good measure. She finished securing my ankles in the same fashion then Madge took a chair and a length of rope and began tying my elbows together. She tied above first then tied several coils below the elbows causing me to whimper as she cinched them down tight! Linda watched with satisfaction as my heaving bust stood out with even more prominence now due to my elbows being forced so tightly together! She then ran her hands over the gleaming satin sleeves and my jutting satin bust then continued down to my waist then exclaimed with a giggle "I can nearly get my hands around his whole waist!" Madge, now very pleasantly satisfied, went back to the rope on the wall. Linda fussed with the dress and petticoats once more then took a double layered chiffon veil and attached the cap securely to my head with several bobby pins then fluffed my feminized and curled hair out over my shoulders and down the front in a most lady-like fashion. She then sprayed my face with several more spritzes of perfume that caused me to cough into the tight gag before pulling the veil down and fluffing it out. She set the perfume on the vanity then joined Madge. Madge began to pull the rope, even harder than before. The pulley creaked as did the ring in the floor as my body was then stretched tight. Finally, she tied the rope off at the wall and returned to inspect her work. Linda stood by the door as Madge came over, both ladies giggling in laughter at my predicament. Madge then realized she had forgotten the waist sash that belonged with the dress. She pulled the white three inch wide white satin sash from the clear plastic garment bag on the bed and brought it over. She ran the sash through the four little loops that sat attached around the tiny waist of the dress then centered it with a satin swish and began tying it into a large bow in back. She got it tight, then fussed and pouffed it in back to get it fluffy and feminine looking and the tails to hang straight and just right. She then gave me a slight push and found I barely moved against my bindings at all. Stretched tight, I began to black out. I gasped as Madge snapped an ammonia "wake-up" capsule under my nose and soon found myself back to total reality. She tossed the capsule in the waste basket then continued moving around so she could see me from every angle. "Yesss... Verrrry nice! How do you like it now Tim, hummm sweetie? Feel like a lady yet? You make such a lovely little satin doll!" Linda giggled "he looks just like a little princess!" Then Madge continued. She smoothed the gleaming white satin dress then reached under my fake silicon breasts and ran her hands over the slippery, shimmery fabric they were encased in cupping each breast and feeling their weight. "Do you feel pretty now Tim? Do you like all the satin and lace? Are you getting excited? Are you getting your sick little sissy thrill out of all these silky, satiny ladies things? Hummm...?" she said in a low flirting tone with a satisfied, smoldering smile as I blubbered and whimpered into the gag and tried to wiggle away as she slid her hands down the sides of the satin dress to my painfully tiny waist. "I don't like little sissy's...understand Timmy?" I glubbed and nodded my head in total understanding now, humiliated beyond belief. "You like to dress like a girl? Do you feel good now? Hummm? Still like it?" She giggled. "You can just 'hang-around' here and think about it while we go out for a late lunch and coffee. And if I ever catch you in my apartment again? I'm going to get with your foster mom, who by the way I know doesn't like you all that much anyway. And I'm going to get custody of you permanently. Then I will have your little nuts removed and start you on female hormones! Do you understand that?! If you won't stop dressing like a girl Tim, I'm going to turn you into one, understand! I will turn you into a 'real' woman!!" Her words burned my ears. As I gulped nervously and stared into her face wide eyed with horror she smiled back at me knowing I understood. "I think little sissy boy Timmy here, is starting to understand his predicament now Linda." she said as she turned on her heel then quickly joined Linda at the dresser and fixed her hair and makeup for their lunch date. They then left the room. I heard the door close and heard the key in the lock amidst giggles then listened as they moved off down the hall. Soon all was quiet as I hung silent and alone. Sunlight was streaming in through the sheer chiffon curtains, the ceiling light had been left on as well as two night stand lamps and a dresser lamp. I guess they wanted me to be able to see myself perfectly. I began to panic and struggle pulling, twisting and jerking trying to get the ropes to loosen but it was no use. Every time I tried, I would only get weaker, then as my body swayed slightly I would hear the rustle and zip of all the satin petticoats and the dress as it swished, gleaming in the room light. There I was, in the middle of Madge's feminine bedroom complete with pale pastel pink carpeting and white French provincial furnishings complete with a four poster bed. The drapes and wall paper were feminine and flowered as well and the bed had a frilly trimmed pink satin comforter that also gleamed in the light. Perfume hung in the air. Then I noticed myself in the large double mirrors and was stunned at what I saw! They had done their job all too well. I blubbered into the rubber ball gag, the leather straps biting into my red rouged cheeks as I stared into the mirror at the feminized little girl they had turned me into. My wrists were held tight and high in the air, the pouffy white satin sleeve shoulders seemed to frame my made up face. The earrings dangled as I tried to move my head. The red rubber ball gag tight in my mouth still encircled by my pouting red glossy lips. The eyeshadow made my eyes look large and I could see the eyelashes sweep every time I blinked. My hair fell past my shoulders in soft, perfumed curls complete with blue satin ribbon. The necklace hung across my chest and my heaving bust of the gown. The sweeping dress went out from my tiny waist in a huge circular direction down to the hem of the mountain of frilly multilayered petticoats. Even though the dress started at my now 18 inch waist, it flared out at past ankles a good four feet in every direction! I could just make out the tips of my ballerina boots with the 8 inch heels in the mirror as my feet struggled to reach the floor. I shook my head but could not dispel the perfume Linda had sprayed on me. The double layered white chiffon veil with the shiny white satin edging was holding it in! And with it bobby-pinned into my hair I couldn't shake it loose! I twitched some more than finally collapsed exhausted hanging there silently in my satin prison, only being able to stare straight ahead into the full length mirrors at the pretty little girl that mocked me. It was late in the afternoon by the time I heard the lock in the door. Madge and Linda had returned. I had faded in and out of consciousness as I hung feminized in the dress for the afternoon. I was little more than a mannequin now, helpless and unmoving. Madge came over to inspect her work. "He's so pretty, I hate to take him down." She giggled as she continued. "Well Timmy, time for round two!" she said. What was next?! How could they possibly do any more?!!! Another ammonia capsule brought me back to reality once again. A painful reality. My arms burned from bearing the weight and my legs were numb from being trussed. My waist also throbbed from the corseting. I was hoping my "punishment" would soon be over but Madge only continued. Linda took a seat nearby and watched as Madge went to the dresser and took out a pair of white satin opera gloves. I watched as she carefully pulled the gleaming glove up her right hand and smoothed the material tight over her blouse all the way to her upper arm. She then buttoned the six wrist buttons and finished smoothing the fingers of the glove making sure they were tight. Linda came over and began lifting up the front of the dress and all the frothy petticoats, then helped hold everything in place as Madge untied the satin bow sash and used it to tie the dress and petticoats up and out of the way. She then fluffed and spread the material out in a frothy wave on each side of me. Madge then untied my thighs and the bonds above and below my knees but left my ankles tied tightly in place. I watched as she put the remainder of the ropes aside. Linda then began to strap my thighs with fleece lined cuffs similar to the ones they had on my wrists but there was a metal bar connected to them! I watched Madge reach into the top drawer of her dresser and after rummaging through the piles of nylon lingerie she pulled out a silky, lace trimmed, pink nylon half slip then returned to watch Linda. "Get his thighs spread nice and wide Linda," she said looking on at me with a smile as she began to pace back and forth in front of me. She began running her satin gloved hand over my gleaming nyloned legs. The nylon swished under her hand as I trembled and tried to pull away. Madge only giggled as she began wrapping and folding the pink slip loosely around her gloved hand. I realized why she had untied my thighs and my knees as soon as I saw what Linda was doing. She extended the chrome metal bar until my legs were stretched painfully into a diamond shape, my girdled crotch now held wide and exposed! She finished then laughed out loud as Madge came near and carefully placed her slip covered hand up between my thighs! She then slid the swishy fabric up until she was cupping my tightly girdled crotch. I struggled and blubbered into the gag but Madge only laughed "you like to get off wearing women's things sweetie? Like the swishy feel of all that nylon and satin?" she said as she began to lightly rub me. "Well, you just relax darling. I'll show you how a girl gets off..." Then she took a gentle but firm grip and slowly began rubbing me! I tried to get away, to move as Madge began rubbing me with smooth, even thrusts. I then figured out exactly what she was doing to me and began writhing trying to get loose! I began to feel a warmth and tightness reach the girdle. Being tucked in so tight I wasn't hard, but I was getting stimulated just the same. I tried to fight it but it was no use. Madge could feel me struggle and it only excited her even more. She was enjoying this! She then reached around my tiny feminized waist and held me tight as she continued rubbing. I looked into the mirror and watched the pink slip glide frictionlessly in and out of my crotch in smooth constant thrusts. The edges of the lacy pink nylon garment flittering and dancing in the light as the perfumed material swished and zipped. Each thrust was greeted by the silken whisper as she continued. I began to whimper more loudly now! This began to anger Madge. She stopped working me and turned to Linda "How can I work listening to all his whimpering and blubbering?!" Linda got up from her chair and went to the closet as Madge leaned back against the white dresser. "You're making too much noise sweetie" she said to me. "We'll have to find a better gag for you. One shall we say that's a bit...more severe?" Madge moved the chair in behind me. She climbed up, unpinned the veil and removed it. I then felt the buckle on the ball gag loosen as she removed it as well. I worked my jaws and pleaded breathlessly, "Plea...please Madge, I won't ever come over here again. I...I've learned my lesson. Let me go!" I cried begging as she removed my earrings and pearl necklace then unbuttoned the frilly lace collar of the dress. "You might be right sweetie, You might just be learning your little lesson after all!" she said as I started to sob. "I'm beginning to believe that you really won't ever come over here again Timmy! But, we might as well make sure, don't you think?" My pleas and tearful sobs were of no use. She wanted to have her fun with me and that's exactly what she was going to do! After tossing the jewelry, the veil and the gag on the bed, she quickly combed my hair back and took a rubber band and put it in a tight pony tail. Linda then handed Madge the new gag. It was a bag-like contraption, a black thing with straps and buckles on it. I watched as she held it and pulled it inside out to display a rubber stub of sorts. "Open up dear," she said as she tried to push the tube into my mouth but, I fought, tossing my head from side to side crying loudly. Linda seemed anxious and began looking out the windows to make sure nobody was around to hear me. After seeing no one she began pulling the feminine drapes closed as Madge continued trying to work the gag into my mouth. She had finally had enough of me. She grabbed my tight pony tail of hair and pulled back hard. I grimaced and struggled but Madge continued to pull my hair as she continued forcing the dildo-like tube against my red lips! Finally, she gave another yank and I dropped my jaw open and screamed out in pain! With that, she forcibly worked the stub deep into my mouth! I tried to shake my head but before I could get the gag out of my mouth she pulled the bag forcefully and tightly with both hands over my head. The hood squeaked a bit as she fitted it on me. I could then smell the heavy scent of the black latex rubber, then suddenly, I couldn't see! Everything went dark as the heavy black latex bag was fitted over my head! Then I found I was struggling to breathe! I could hear Linda laughing as I twitched and Madge fought with the mask. Then, just as I felt I would pass out I felt her work a round rubber tube into one of my nostrils that held it open wide. Then Madge worked the other tube in. I was concentrating on breathing as I felt her push the rubber nose tight to my face and check to see the rubber tubes were in fact in place. She paused long enough to listen to my breathing before returning to finish pulling and smoothing the black latex hood over my head. Then I heard a zipper pull down. I tried to shake the bag off but felt the hood tighten as it formed to my face. Madge then continued by lacing up the back! I found I could see through the two clear rubber eye holes in the mask and watch in horror as she quickly worked. The mask gleamed shiny black in the room light as she continued lacing it up. Finally, with the mask laced tight she then moved the collar of the dress out of the way and buckled the two buckles at the cuff of the mask tightly around my neck! I could still issue a blubbering protest but Madge soon put an end to that. I felt her pull the neck of the gown back up and rebutton it into place. She then put a long blonde wig on me and bobby pinned the veil back into place. I saw her take hold of a black rubber ball that hung from a tube. She attached the tube to a valve at my mouth, she then began to pump it! I felt air pulsing into the gag as she quickly squeezed the ball! I began to panic as the gag in my mouth began to fill with air. It got larger and larger and became tight as it inflated to completely fill my mouth. Madge watched as I became silent, my jaws now ballooned out, my distended, gleaming black cheeks tight and rounded. She squeezed my taut cheeks with satisfaction and was pleased that I now, couldn't issue any sound at all. I was totally silent! With that, she gave the little ball a final squeeze then reached under the veil and removed the tube from the inflating nozzle and put it in the dresser drawer. Linda took her seat and crossed her nyloned legs then smoothed her skirt and continued to watch, smiling as Madge screwed the black tire-type nozzle cover over the silver metal valve covering my mouth. She got down from the chair, put it aside once again, then picked up the pink slip and began fluffing it around her hand once again looking at me with a contented giggle. She started in again the same as before. She soon had her left arm around my waist again and was holding me tight as she worked me through my girdle in a thrusting rhythm. I began to tremble, and then twitch to escape as I once again felt my crotch being stimulated. Even through the mask I could hear the faint swish and zip of the nylon as she rubbed it in and out of my girdled crotch. As she continued I began to twitch and writhe even more. "Come on baaaby... Just relax and let Madge do allll the work." she said in a seductive and feminine tone. She then turned to Linda. "Watch this! Watch this! He's almost there! He's tensing up! I think he's ready to come!!" Madge giggled excitedly as she continued. I tried to think of something else but the smell of perfume and the sound of all the swishing nylon became too much. It started as a mild twitch then became more violent. Madge was loving every minute of it as she continued zipping that pink slip in and out between my legs faster and faster! I strained my body rigid and arched my back trying to scream into the gag but the latex mask held me totally silent! Madge continued and really got excited as she brought me to the point of orgasm. They giggled as I twitched. "Feeeeels, soooo goooood, doesn't it sweetie," Madge said as she rubbed me holding me tight feeling me twitch deeply in the girdle! And then, she kept going! "Like the sensation Timmy, hhummm sweetie? They call it "MILKING!!" she said as she then continued swishing the pretty little lace trimmed pink slip back and forth in my crotch. She talked as she continued. Swish, zip, swish, zip. "It works this way dear." Swish, zip, swish, zip. "The more I work you the more intense it will get, until-" giggle swish, zip, swish, zip, "you simply can't take anymore sweetie!" She giggled as I was forced to listen-- Swish, zip, swish, zip, swish... What was once pleasurable now became uncomfortable. Then, as the swishing of the pink fluffy slip continued as she rubbed it into me the over stimulation became too intense and was now wringing every last sensation out of me! I began to get dizzy and started to spasm uncontrollably and violently! My tender crotch and tightly tucked genitals tingled and began to throb, my body trembled and shook as she worked me until finally, my latex encased face fell forward and I collapsed, trembling and limp! Both women laughed hysterically as Madge finally released me to swing unconscious from my wrists! She put the pink slip, now warm from the rubbing on top of the dresser, then took off the white satin opera gloves and set them along side. Noticing I had loosened a bit during the ordeal, Madge went to the wall, unhooked the rope and cinched me back down good and tight! She came back and untied the white satin sash causing all the petticoats and dress to fall around my feet once again. She fluffed everything back out, retied the satin sash then left the room with Linda; both laughing hysterically at my performance and predicament. I could see through the eye holes of the mask as I came too but couldn't make a sound. Nothing. All I could do was twitch weakly. Madge came back and placed a clock on the dresser then plugged it in. After setting the correct time she said she was going to do the same thing to me, and work me up every 20 minutes for the rest of the night! With that she then left the room with a satisfied smile and with a wiggle in her step. The clock said 7:20 p.m. when they returned. I began to writhe trying to get loose as Linda raised my dress and petticoats and tied them up and out of the way once again. I saw Madge start in again by slipping back into the white satin gloves. She only giggled at me as she buttoned them into place then gathered up the pink frilly nylon half slip once again! I screamed silently into the black latex mask, my face contorted as I watched her approach me. I felt my eyes nearly touch the clear latex covers of the eye holes as she hugged me close and put her hand deep into my crotch once again! Swish, zip. Swish, zip. She soon had me worked up and shortly after she forced me to another orgasm I blacked out. It was just after 7:40 p.m. when Madge popped the ammonia capsule under my nose. She saw me twitch back to life trying to get away from the sharp smell. After making sure I was once again awake she tossed the capsule in the waste basket then tied my dress back up then moved to a chair to watch. This time Linda put on the satin gloves and took the pink slip in hand. It was just the same. Soon I was twitching and trying to "glub" as both ladies laughed. Then I came again and after another savage round of "milking" They'd leave me hanging, spent and twitching! Then as the clock ticked, another 20 minute interval arrived! I squirmed weakly as they reentered the room! Madge took the last run with me. I heard the swish and zip of the nylon and satin and tried to fight it as she once again tied the dress and petticoats up out of the way. She did this each and every time. Maybe it was for the effect, maybe it was because they wanted to draw the process out. It didn't really matter anymore. But soon after she started with the frilly slip in her satin gloved hand she soon had me twitching once again. I even began to involuntarily hump her hand which delighted both ladies no end. "See!" Madge said. "The little "girl" is starting to like it... She's coming and humping my hand just like a little sissy girl!" I strained against my bonds and tried to scream into the gag as the laughter continued but Madge only continued swishing the nylon in and out of my crotch rubbing. In and out. In and out. Ssshhhiiikkkk, zzziiippp, ssshhiiikkk, zzziiippp! I then faltered and passed out, totally spent. It was around ten that evening when I awoke and felt the ropes being untied. Madge let me down from the ceiling and I fell with a satin swish to the bed. Being so worked over and drained of strength I could only lay there as Linda rolled me onto my stomach then removed the veil and the long blonde wig. After letting the air out of the gag, she unbuttoned the collar of my dress then unbuckled and removed the heavy black latex hood. Madge came over and pulled me up onto the bed then put my still cuffed wrists behind me this time and tied them tightly together. Linda then removed the cuffs and bar spreading my thighs then untied my ankles and removed the ankle cuffs as well. I noticed both women were now dressed for bed! They wore long, flowing, floor length nylon chiffon nightgowns with matching robes. I became scared when I saw Linda take some items from the dresser. She pulled her night gown up and stepped into a tight white panty girdle of her own. It zipped up her already tightly gartered, nyloned legs then was pulled up tight over her garter belt. She then took a contraption with buckles and straps and stepped into it. I looked at Madge and saw her giggle then watch as Linda pulled the object into place. It was a strap on dildo! Too tired to speak I could only watch as she began tightening the leg straps. As she cinched them down the large flesh colored dildo seemed to throb to erection. She then cinched the white leather waist strap tight making the venous shaft with the bulbous, pink head stand out even more. After she was satisfied it was tight by pulling on it, Madge said "oh baby" as Linda, still holding her night gown up pranced on her high heels causing the dildo to bounce and thrust! I thought that Madge and Linda were going to give me a kind of lesbian show, but soon things changed for the worse. Madge took her garment, then approached the bed with a smile. She pulled the white, nylon spandex bag over my head! I wondered what was going on as she held my head then began to hook the six hooks at the back of the tight lace trimmed neck opening. I looked up and noticed that the top of the bag was wide open and that they weren't gagging me! What was going on?! Then I heard Madge say "me first Linda darling, If there's any strength left in poor little Timmy you can have the rest," she said with a giggle. Then she gathered her night gown and climbed onto the center of the large king sized bed then slithered onto the pink satin sheets in front of me. Linda, with the dildo now poking her nightgown out like a tent pole joined Madge on the bed. She climbed up onto my back then pulled my mask-like garment down. I couldn't fathom what was going on. Madge moved up towards the head of the bed and sat directly in front of me. She then put her legs on either side of me and began gathering her nightgown up with both hands. I tried to struggle but Linda was still on my back. Madge pulled her nightgown up exposing her long, perfumed and shiny legs with sheer garter hose that were held tightly with an eight gartered garter belt. Then she grabbed the top of my mask, put her legs up and then worked them into the garment through what I now realized were leg holes!! I began to struggle and whimper as Linda held me down. "Now, that's not fair Timmy," Linda said. "Since we went to all the trouble of getting you off all day, I think it's only fair if you return the favor....don't you sweetie?" she said with an anxious giggle. Madge then began wiggling, working her legs past my face! They slid and zipped past the girdle material. And then I realized what they were doing. I was wearing a girdle on my head! I began to squirm and cry out as Madge continued pulling and tugging at the top. "He's making a lot of noise," Linda cautioned, but Madge only giggled as she continued pulling on her girdle. "He'll quiet down soon enough," she said. As she wiggled further into the girdle, Linda pulled me up by my arms. In the satin dress, and lying on the satin sheets she was able to slide me easily, and with a silken swish I edged even closer to Madge's vagina! Madge was already getting excited. I could tell that she was fresh from the shower and smelled the perfume but as I neared her pouting engorged lips I could smell a faint sexual musk! Linda was helping as Madge continued to pull at the tight girdle. My lips were nearly on her vagina now as I turned my head away. She tried to steer me into her, zipping her nyloned thighs against my face and steering me with her hands but I fought it, successfully. "The...little sissy son-of a-bitch won't do his job!" Madge complained as she tried to pull the girdle and steer me into her once again. The tops of her tight and shiny nylons high on her thighs continued rubbing my cheeks as she pulled. But finally she stopped exhausted. "Linda... Help me out," she said. As I struggled laying on my stomach high up between Madge's perfumed, nyloned thighs I felt my dress and petticoats being lifted up and soon Linda had me on my knees and was pulling my nyloned legs apart and climbing between them! She then reached for my crotch with the flat of her hand and gave me a slap. "Get moving little lady!" Linda ordered as she swatted me again. But this had no real effect. Then Madge realized she had tucked me! "You'll have to let his little balls down first" she said. "You should have done it the easy way sissy boy." Linda said as she pulled at my panty girdle and after a short struggle got the tight garment down. Then she unhooked the crotch of the body briefer and got it out of the way. She then reached up and pulled my pantyhose and panties down freeing my penis from the tucking between my cheeks. She then pushed just below my tummy causing both of my little testicles to drop back into their sack. "There they are!" she said with cheerful glee. "Give me something to tie him with" Linda said. Madge reached into the girdle found the blue satin hair ribbon she had put in my hair then took it out and handed it over. "Will this do?" "Yes, just perfect!" Linda said as she used her knees to push my legs even farther apart and keep them there. My balls felt cool being out of their satin and nylon prison. They dangled pendulously in their sack but soon stopped as Linda began wrapping the satin ribbon around the top of my scrotum! She wrapped the ribbon several times pulling my sack down tightly, I then felt her tie the ribbon off with a tug, and then a sharp pull. Soon she was giggling as she tied the knot into a pretty bow! "Looks like a present." Linda giggled with laughter. Madge started pulling the girdle up once again. I thought I could hold out but then felt Linda take hold! Her hand wrapped around my bag as she clutched my purplish balls. She then gave a tight wrenching squeeze that caused me to gasp and then scream out. I momentarily felt a searing bolt of pain and saw stars as I yelled out loudly. As I craned my neck from the pain Madge pulled the girdle the rest of the way up! With a zip and a swish, the girdle fabric became smooth and tight, I slid up even farther on the satin sheets. My face was now pressed against her moist vagina, another tug pulled my lips deep inside! I could hear Madge quickly buckle the leather belt of the special girdle tightly then felt her pull on two straps that were beside my head. She cinched and pulled both straps tight forcing my head firmly and tightly into her crotch, my face buried into her vagina with only my nose above her lips! Linda let go of my balls and then helped Madge finish cinching and buckling the sturdy straps of her "magic girdle" making sure I would be held quite tightly. Madge lightly kicked my girdled behind with a stiletto heeled shoe prodding me along "get busy Timmy! You're not getting loose until you give me a good going over." I had no choice but to comply. I started tonguing her and within moments she began to wiggle her hips and moan slightly. She tossed her perfumed long gown down over me with a swish and it went dark. I could feel her wide spread nyloned legs zip as she rubbed them over my satin covered back. Linda pulled the night gown down tight as Madge started to gasp. I found her clitoris and began to lick and gently bite the little nub sending her, as I was instructed, into a frenzy. Her nyloned thighs were strong as she held my head then started to twitch and moan tossing her head from side to side on the satin pillow as she began to orgasm. I heard Linda giggle as she watched Madge lose control then pull my head even more tightly into her! She then collapsed with a satisfied m