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Finished with Aunt Emma
Chiseled Chad, as far as I was concerned, went to the back burner. Aunt
Emma, however, kept referring to him from time to time with a sad face,
telling me how much she'd like to see me play with him.
Things just kept happening quickly. I went up to the spa and the took a
'before' picture then gave me the full treatment, body wax, makeup,
manicure, pedicure, highlights in my hair, and all sorts of makeup and
tools to maintain my 'look'. In one day they didn't totally transform
me, but they made me attractive. Aunt Emma loved it.
Saturdays at the Spa were hectic and, even though the ladies were on
commission, they had to take time to schedule appointments, answer the
phones and do all the little administrative tasks necessary for the
business to run. One of the ladies suggested I come in every Saturday and
do it, to free them up. I was very skeptical, but they were all sure I'd
do a great job and be a great advertisement. Aunt Emma, as soon as she
heard it loved the idea and accepted for me. I couldn't believe it. When
we got in the car to go home, I said something about it, she just waved
off my objections with a, "Nonsense, you'll love the job, you can help
everybody working there, you can get free treatments, and you can a great
walking advertisement. I think it is win-win."
She gave me that grin. "I've decided what you need is leadership, you
know in your heart what you want, but you need leadership to accomplish
what you're completely capable of on your own. So, I'll lead, you follow,
just like we've been doing and are so happy, only we'll acknowledge it.
Sound good?"
"But what if they make fun if me?"
"If you're happy, and I'm happy and the ladies are happy what do we care
what 'they' think? We can get you a cute little Plexiglass table to work
on. You can wear miniskirts and high heels with open toes and everyone
can see your cute legs and pedicures. You know we can put rhinestones on
your toes, right? You'll love it, being my sissy for everyone to see."
"You make it sound so fun."
"Good, then we're agreed? You're the Spa receptionist on Saturdays now?
Great!"
And that was that, without anything else from me, at all. I still wasn't
sure, but I was going to try in for a while.
I finally noticed the car wasn't headed home. "Where are we going
anyway?"
"I am further exercising that leadership, and going to drive you to get
you that Chiseled Chad you want so bad, you did bring your credit card
didn't you?"
I looked out the window and nodded.
She said, "It's going to be a great evening, Butch and I are really
looking forward to it."
She leered and pulled into the lot and stopped the car and asked sweetly,
"Do you want me to come in with you?"
"Yes."
We got out of the car and walked into the store. We were a couple of the
few women customers. One of us, of course, only appeared to be a woman.
"Hmmm...now where was that Chiseled Chad? Do you want to ask the clerk?"
I shook my head and said, "This way."
She walked with me and whispered in my ear, "I knew you'd remember right
where they were."
I reddened and she laughed. We got to the display and it was locked. We
had to go to the front, wait in line, and ask the clerk to get it. I was
so embarrassed I could hardly talk. Somebody fondled my ass and I
squealed, "Oh," and reached back to swat the hand. The clerk came to my
rescue. "What the fuck us wrong with you, creep? Keep your fuckin' paws
to yourself and off the lady, or would you rather I call George?"
"Sorry, Al."
"You are, creep, sorry that is."
He addressed us, "Do you wanna step over here and tell me how I can help
you? George, front, customers."
He stepped to the end of the counter and motioned for us to follow out of
line.
One of the guys yelled out, "Why do they get to cut in line?"
The clerk just looked at him and asked, "What are you stupid or something?
He turned to us and asked, "Now, how can I help you ladies?"
I looked at Aunt Emma but she just motioned at me. I swallowed hard and
tried to get some moisture in my throat, and finally got out, "Chiseled
Chad, please."
"Certainly. Wait here."
He came back carrying the box. "Anything else?"
Aunt Emma piped up, "An 8 ounce bottle of water based lube."
He went away and came back and asked, "Will that be cash or charge?"
He slipped the lube in a small sack and Aunt Emma put it in her purse.
I pushed my credit card to him and he didn't even blink, just swiped it
through the machine.
"This is kind of heavy. I'll get George to help you. George! Would you
help the ladies with their package to their car? Thank you ma'am. Come
again."
George was a foot taller than me and 150-200 pounds heavier. He put the
package in the trunk and went back in the store without saying a thing.
The ride home was something. I was pretty silent, and Aunt Emma chattered
away, about how pretty I was in my makeup, how great my nails looked, what
a big hit I was in the adult store, how George was looking me up and down.
By the time we got home, my mood was a little better. I took the box in
and put it on the kitchen table. We ordered a pizza for dinner and Aunt
Emma opened a bottle of wine. I had drunk a couple of glasses before, so
it was no real big deal. I liked Coke with my pizza anyway. "Get Butch
and he can eat with us and listen as we talk about our day."
While I was getting Butch, the pizza came and Aunt Emma got it. She
carried it back to the kitchen table and we were ready to eat. We talked
some more about the day and, instead of cutting me off after one glass of
wine, she refilled mine when she refilled hers. She kept chatting, mostly
about my new receptionist job, when she casually turned the Chiseled Chad
box up, so the picture was staring at us. I covered Butch's eyes,
laughing. Aunt Emma laughed too. She finally said, pouring me yet
another glass of wine, "Aren't you going to open your package? Of course
maybe this isn't the right place. How about on your bed? Bring Butch I'm
sure he wants to see too."
She emptied the bottle into our glasses and balanced them on top of the
box and set it on my bed, carefully and disappeared down the hall to her
room and came back after a couple of seconds. I took my heels off and sat
on the edge of the bed. She smiled. "No, no, take everything off but
your heels."
I was aware that I was a little tipsy, for the first time in my life. I
felt good, so I put my heels back on and took off my dress and carefully
hung it up with Aunt Emma watching. Then my panties came off which
released my erection and Aunt Emma had that smile and said, "Come here and
I'll help you with your brassiere."
She stood up and unhooked it from the back and let it hang from my
shoulders. I started to walk away and she said, "Stop."
I stopped and she put the nipple clamps with the teeth on my nipples and
gave them a little turn. They were painful, but it was a good pain, I
felt it in my penis. "Now just throw you bra on the floor and walk up to
Chiseled Chad and put him on the edge of the bed with his 8" dick pointing
at you and show Butch and I what a great blowjob you intend to give George
at the glory hole, OK?"
I caught my breath as she turned the clamps. "OK."
"Of course if you brought George here, Butch could see too. Would you
like that?"
She kept twisting the nipples. "Yes, yes!"
"OK, we'll think about it, David, now show Chiseled Chad how a sissy can
suck a dick! On your knees and let's go!"
She kept her hands on the clamps as I got on my knees and started giving
the blowjob. The nipple clamps were driving me crazy, and the wine was
letting me loose. The dildo was so big I liked the feel in my mouth.
Aunt Emma continued playing with the clamps and I was feeling good. She
said softly into my ear, "Butch would really like to you to fuck Chiseled
Chad, so he could watch you take that dick in your cute ass. Or, if you
want, I could take off the nipple clamps and we could stop. Do you want
to stop?"
I shook my head, keeping the dick in my mouth. "OK sweetie, I won't if
you mount Chad with the tip of his dick right on your asshole and wait
here while I get some lube. You look so cute."
She went and got the bottle of lube she had bought. "Now this is going to
hurt at first, you'll have to keep moving your butt around until you find
the right spot, then you'll really like it."
I felt the lube running down my crack and caught my breath. Aunt Emma
moved my butt away from the tip and I felt her finger entering me.
"Relax, sweetie, relax."
I did and leaned forward on my elbows. I felt lots of lube in my hole and
tried to relax. I felt her move my butt back to the tip of the dildo and
she reached around behind me and started playing with the clamps again. I
felt her breasts on my back and her soft voice in my ear. "That's it,
just put it in a little. I could buy a strapon you know, and just fuck
you and fuck you myself."
I gasped as the pain from the clamps and the dildo and her words mixed
around in my head. The dildo definitely hurt, but I kept at it, just
squealing a little as she pushed my ass off it and the back on, a little
further. Her hands went back to the clamps and she said, "Now, honey, you
start pushing yourself, out and in, out and in, further and further, and
wiggle that rear."
I squealed, "It hurts!"
She giggled and violently grabbed my nipples and pushed me further on the
dildo, "Come on, wiggle that rear, wiggle that rear for Butch!"
I snuck a look at Butch sitting there watching and she pulled the clamps
toward her and let them go, in a slightly faster rhythm, Aunt Emma kept
time with, "Ooh hoo, wiggle, wiggle!"
I almost was crying, and then, all of a sudden the dildo hit a spot and I
let out an "Ooooh" and moved my butt to try and find the spot again. We
were moving faster, and I felt the dildo in far, far, and I found the spot
again!
I let out another moan and we picked up the pace further, but I started
finding the spot more and more often and my nipples were on fire and all
of a sudden I was squealing with every thrust onto the dildo and I just
lost it. The orgasm was different, but better, better than anything.
Aunt Emma let me off the dildo and I laid on the bed on my stomach and she
laid on top of me. "Butch really liked that show, but your asshole is
going to hurt in the morning."
She got up on her knees and gave me a very hard slap on my ass with her
open hand. I just grunted, "I love you Aunt Emma."
"I love you too, David. Now clean all this up and clean yourself up and
come and get me and I'll tuck you and Butch in."
I grunted assent and she got up and left. It took me an hour to clean the
mess in the house and shower before I came and got her. Her handprint was
still on my butt when I took my shower. It made me smile. She kissed
Butch and me on the lips and told me, "Now don't you two stay up talking
all night."
So that was the last step in my education, I guess. Nowadays, I work on
Saturdays at the Spa, keep the house, give a blowjob at the glory hole
every once in a while on Wednesday, when it isn't crowded, get fucked so
good by Aunt Emma and her strapon and dress like the girliest girl in the
world all the time, and I always sleep with my BFF, Butch. Could life be
any better?
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Thank you all for reading the three parts to this story, if you enjoyed
reading this close to as much as I enjoyed writing it, you had a damned
good time. I appreciate your comments and suggestions, and read them all
and take them to heart. Butch says thank you too.
The End
Mhairi
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