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MEETING KELSEY 1/ I obtained Stephanie's address from Anna and visited her the evening after her shopping trip. When Anna explained what was happening in work --- how successful the email had been, the staff meeting that was arranged so everybody could meet Stephanie, their new Office Girl --- I wanted to show my girl as much support as I could. What I didn't expect was for Stephanie to be in the middle of a homing crisis. When I arrived and knocked on the apartment door, a male voice called, "Who's there?" I could easily imagine Stephanie panicking that she might have to open her door at an unexpected arrival. I let her stew for a few seconds. "Relax," I assured her. "It's Brianna." After a moment the door eased open and she ushered me in. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "How did you find me?" I told her Anna had given me her address and that I was only here to help. Even though it was late in the day, dark, I'd actually found it easier to come out. The streets were less crowded; the city less closed in, not as claustrophobic. "Look at me. I'm a mess," Stephanie blurted. "I've got to go into the office tomorrow dressed like a real woman and I'm being introduced as the new Office Girl. I don't know if I was drunk but somehow an email landed in work about how I-" "Take a breath," I told her, gently taking her arm. "Sit." I moved some of the pretty clothes out of the way. She must have been working through the outfits, trying to decide which looked best, getting herself into a proper state. She was wearing a pencil skirt that fell just beyond her knees, hose and a blouse that had a delightful floral pattern. It almost worked. I encouraged her to sit with her legs crossed and she obliged me, trying not to appear awkward. "Don't worry. With practise such body language will become familiar to you. You've got some nice clothes. You've been very busy," I noted. "That's part of the problem. I have no idea what to wear-" I smiled. Not.... "I can't wear these clothes" ....She was just concerned about how she looked. "-what goes with what. And Kelsey saw me. She-" "Kelsey?" I asked. "My land-lady. She knows how I'm dressing and she's a friend but I'm being evicted because I'm behind on the rent and I don't know where-" "Okay," I told her softly, placing a hand on her leg. I made a mental note of the hairs for in a moment. "Listen, you're handling our game very well. To be honest, it's moving from a punishment to something I'm enjoying doing with you. I haven't been in-person with a girl for a long while and you're helping me as much as me you. That said, don't ever forget you are still my bitch for what you did. Understand? You stole one of my favorite sets." Stephanie nodded. "Yes, Mistress, but-" I held up my hand. It was like she was hypnotized by my false nails. "You're handling everything about your feminization very well. Better than many of the girls I used to work with. Your problem tonight is about your wardrobe, but it is being exacerbated by this stress about your home." Stephanie nodded. She was starting to calm down. But tears were slipping from her eyes. "Is Kelsey here in the building?" Stephanie nodded. "She lives in the first apartment. But she's really nice so please don't-" "Stephanie, I may be your Mistress, but I'm a woman first. And I may have made mistakes in life, but I like to think I'm kind and good natured." "But you're strict and-" "Even though this has been forced on you, remember how I've taught you to respect others and to be responsible. That's how I conduct myself in the world. I'm just going to chat." "Okay," she said, relaxing. "Do you have razors?" I asked her. "Shaving cream?" She nodded. "By the time I return I expect your legs, chest, arms and underarms to be smooth. Now go run a bath and relax." 2/ Stephanie soaked, trying not to worry about what might be happening downstairs between two of the women in her life. To distract herself from her concern, and the thoughts of what might happen at the staff meeting in the morning, she started to shave. She cut herself a few times and it was a long process, shaving hairy parts of her body that had never been touched in this way before. It was also very tricky, she thought, reaching between her thighs, around her legs, up to her butt. Why did women go through this? But then a leg emerged for a moment through the bubbles. She touched it for a second, her clit getting exciting. So smooth. She imagined her legs moisturized and trapped in pantyhose or stockings. God, they were going to feel great. For a moment, she teased herself....Stockings and a skirt; a short skirt showing off her newly shaved legs for all to see.....she played with herself, applying pressure but not working her small shaft....she was masturbating like never before, trying to simulate how a woman might touch herself......her smooth legs, the envy of women and the delight of men who- "No, no, no," she panicked. With a girlish cry she pulled her hand away from her clit, but it was too late. While not reaching orgasm, a surge of cum had leaked into the water. And now she was stuck with it, floating around the water as she continued to shave. Even though now, her pleasure satiated, she was a little unsure of what she was doing, doubts creeping in..... How could she possibly have agreed to be the new Office Girl? 3/ The apartment building wasn't a maze and it was easy enough to find Kelsey's place. She seemed extremely pleasant, a tomboy through and through and perhaps not somebody I would normally hit it off with......But who knew what type of person that was after I had lived a year as a recluse, so I accepted that we got along fine. "Would you like a drink?" Kelsey asked. "That would be great," I asked. "Wine?" Kelsey laughed. "Brianna, I'm not sure who you are except that we have a mutual friend upstairs, but do I look like a wine kind-of-gal?" "I was being hopeful," I told her, smiling. I was warming to Kelsey with each sentence. "Beer?" I nodded. "Bottle. No glass." "Yes, Ma'am," she grinned and returned a moment later with two chilled bottles. We each took a sip, getting a sense of each other. "I want to apologize," I began. "For what?" Kelsey asked. "Until you knocked on my door and explained you knew Steve.....Sorry, what did you call him?" "Her," I corrected. "I called her Stephanie." Poor Stephanie. Her worlds were colliding again. "That's so funny. I know he likes dressing up, but I didn't know he had appropriated our gender. And taken a name." "A lot of girls do," I told her. "What are you sorry about?" "I didn't realize our game was causing you --- or her --- a financial burden. Had I known, I would have-" "Wait a second," Kelsey said, draining her bottle. "Another?" I had barely started and shook my head. Kelsey left and then returned with her second. "You said game?" "She hasn't told you?" "Only that he-shit-she likes to dress up in girl clothes," Kelsey said, taking a swig of her drink. "Nothing wrong with that." I considered Kelsey. She was a straight shooter and I decided to let her in on some of the events that had happened in Stephanie's life. She didn't need to know about all my history, and, even though I had shared that unfairly with Deborah.....sweet Deborah....and I was more comfortable with my past now, it didn't need advertising. I explained how I met the man she used to know as Steve Mayfield when I was in the market for a swimming pool. Kelsey laughed. Quite suddenly and delightfully. "I have a shower and it has a little bath-tub underneath it. If I crouch and pull my knees up I can sit in it and-" "If you want to see the pool when it's complete, you can visit." I considered her image, and when the following words came out of mouth I knew I was genuinely finding my way back, "But only if you wear a cute bikini." Kelsey considered me, still not fully aware of who I was. But I think she was getting an idea. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I sipped from the bottle, the cold chilling my lips. "Yes, I would." For a moment Kelsey was lost, and then, "Okay. You're on. You get that pool and send me an invite and I'm there. Bikini and all." "The pool's already ordered," I grinned. Kelsey was a little flustered. Not a feeling she was used to. She bounced back. "What about Steve-Stephanie? You said about the pool?" I wasn't sure how to describe what had happened. I had to keep Kelsey sympathetic to Stephanie. I didn't want to alienate her. "Do you know much about cross-dressing?" I asked. She glanced down at her own clothes, gave me a Homer Simpson, "Doh?" "It's much easier for a woman to dress like a man," I explained. "We already wear most of the clothes men do, so it's not a big stretch for us. But for a man to put on lingerie, a bra, or a skirt, a dress..... for a man to wear make-up.... They're fighting generations of embedded denial. In themselves. In society. It's a very brave and curageous thing to see. Whether they pass and pull off a particular look, or not." Kelsey nodded, thinking about the first time Stephanie had opened the door to her; the way she had let her in. The risk of potential humiliation and damage to their friendship. "Yes," she nodded. "I see." "For some men," I continued, "it's a compulsion. They just can't help themselves. A lot of cross-dressers deny themselves, deny who they are, spend a life-time fighting guilt and shame and never resolve their feelings. It's most unhealthy. Once a girl has accepted who she is, whether she just enjoys dressing or has desires to be feminized, even forced feminized...... Whatever her proclivities are...... She might even transition one day.....Once she has accepted herself, happiness and confidence will follow. Do you understand?" Kelsey nodded again. "I'm keeping up. Is that what Stephanie is? One of these guys-girls who wants to be made to dress. Is that the game?" I had to be careful here. I didn't want to lose Kelsey for Stephanie's sake. Stephanie had faced an irresistable temptation that had ambushed her; she had been at the mercy of her own nature, one she had denied for years. Kelsey had to understand that Stephanie had no doubt built barriers up to prevent this kind of thing from happening, to stop herself from dressing.... "I think she does," I said. "For some men that idea comes easily. With Stephanie I think it is more because she had denied herself for so long. She had an opportunity that, for her, was impossible to resist. She stole some of my lingerie." I let the words sink in, could see different emotions flickering over Kelsey's face until finally, and this is when I knew we were good, she laughed. "That bitch!" The insult was good humored. "Tell me about it," I said. Now for the next big revelation, the one some women balk at. My nature. Who I am. What I am. "She just didn't realize who she was stealing from." Kelsey went for her third bottle and when she asked me about a second, I nodded. "You're like a spy. Janet Bourne? Jane Bond?" Kelsey asked when she returned, a little tipsy, which I'm sure was making this conversation easier. "Nothing as exotic. I'm a Mistress." She took a second. "Like a dominant.....You boss men around and make them....." I nodded while she took it in. "For my own reasons I haven't sessioned in-person for a while. I've been conducting fun stories online that girls seem to love playing. But Stephanie......" "Go on," Kelsey encouraged. "Stephanie's helped bring me back into the world a little," I confessed, tears springing into my eyes. It was my turn to be comforted, Kelsey's hand landing instinctively on my thigh. "Are you okay?" I nodded. Even though the wounds, both physical and psychological, were old, my new found freedom was raw and emotional. "I'm good now," I told her, a tear or two slipping out. "Listen, I didn't know the game was putting a burden on your business." From my handbag I pulled out my check book. "What are you doing?" Kelsey asked. "I'm covering you for the trouble you've had. This short notice eviction." "You can't do that," she exclaimed. "It's his-her......Look, she's been out buying all those-" "It's fine. In the back of my mind I figured this would happen eventually. I have an empty guest house and a girl who needs a place to stay. I need to continue developing this trust so that I can heal. This is for me as much as her. I'm going to let her stay with me." I scribbled a figure on a check and signed it. "I'm far from rich, but will that cover it?" Kelsey's eyes went wide at the figure. "That's too much. She's only overdue one-" "And the rest will cover the next month or so while you look for a new tenant. I just need a little help." "Thank you. What do you need?" Kelsey asked. "I believe Stephanie is accepting more and more what is happening to her, even though I'm sure she has limits. But at some point her male instincts will buck against her and try to fight back. Tomorrow, she's starting her new job as an Office Girl." "You're kidding?" Kelsey laughed. "She's a wreck about what to wear, so I'm going to return and choose an outfit for her," I explained. "You're not kidding?" Kelsey whispered. "She's going to need help with her make-up and hair. Is there anybody who can help out with that in the building?" "This is really happening?" Kelsey asked. I nodded. "She'll tell me when to stop." "I....wow.....Sure, Eve's the complete opposite to me. Real girly girl. And she knows that Stephanie has been playing dress up." "Both of you call on Stephanie in the morning. Help her get ready. She'll be scared. It's a big day for her." "We will. Steve was a friend before....I mean, she's still a friend. We'll be there for her. Can I tell Eve why she's dressing like this?" I nodded. "So long as you're discrete. Maybe I'll meet you both at my pool. So long as-" "I know. Bikinis only. You enjoy your games, don't you?" I smiled. For a long time I had been scared, but now I was getting back into my groove. 4/ When I returned from my chat with Kelsey, Stephanie was just getting out of the bath. And what a difference. Except for a small patch of pubic hair above her little clit, her body --- all her body --- was quite, quite smooth. "Dry off," I told her. "Moisturize, if you have any lotion. If not, don't worry, we'll fix all that kind of stuff soon. And then, naked, come and see me." I could see fear in her eyes and smiled before leaving. She was truly becoming mine. Now it was just a question of what I would do with her, how far I would go. Not to the extremes of my former peeers and colleagues with my rapist, of course, but as long as Stephanie was not complaining I was determined to keep pushing her. 5/ It took ages for Stephanie to towel dry. Her hands were trembling and she had absolutely no idea what was about to happen. So far, a lot of Mistress Brianna's game had been conducted at a distance, using Anna as a kind of surrogate. The fact that she had manipulated that......the fact that Anna was running with the fake email that had been sent into work......God, she was good, but when would she stop? She felt a couple of tears in her eyes and she quickly wiped them away. Stupid, she thought, not even sure why she was crying. You can stop this anytime......Just tell her no. Enough. Game's over. This was a punishment, she remembered, so Mistress Brianna might push him a little further, but....then it would be over and he could get back to his job and never play dress up again. He....It was the first time he'd used that pronoun in a while.... Only.... At the back of his mind...... A soft whisper...... "Don't stop." She looked in the mirror, wiping condensation away, and realized she had said the words outloud. I just need to reassert my authority a little, she thought. Let my Mistress know she could play the game but it had to be more on my terms. Stephanie rummaged in the laundry hamper. Damn it, she thought. There was no male underwear. There had to be something...... All she needed was a pair of boxer shorts...... But all she could see were soft, sexy panties and bras. This wasn't happening.... The one time she needed.... "Go on. Put them on for your Mistress," she whispered to her reflection. That was still rebelling, she thought. Mistress Brianna had said naked. Well, this would show her.... Stephanie took out a pair of red, lace panties and the matching bra which she hooked behind her back, just like a real woman......Cursing how natural it felt to do that. She balled her fists like an infant, frustrated, and then stepped out of the bathroom. 6/ "I thought I said naked," Mistress Brianna noted as Stephanie emerged. "I can't," she said. "I won't. I-Look, I-I'm ashamed. I'm enjoying what we are doing. But a part of me wants it to stop. I can't go to work as Stephanie...... As the Office Girl...." "Do you really want it to stop?" Mistress Brianna asked, a little surprised, but knowing this day would come eventually. She conducted herself responsibly, within limits set by clients, whether online or - -- back in the day --- in person. If Stephanie wanted this to end, she would respect that? Stephanie, wearing lingerie before her tormentor, her Mistress...... God, it felt so good just thinking that....felt her penis shifting.... Not a clit, she thought, not caring what anybody said, her thought process breaking for a minute. "I'm a man," he said, as strong as he could, the words barely a whimper. "Are you?" Mistress Brianna asked. She watched as Stephanie started to leak pre-cum juices into her panties, her tiny clit barely stiffening, the panties not even tenting. "But this can't be me......" "Lower your panties," Mistress Brianna instructed. "I will not," Steve said.... Steve.... That's who I am, he thought, climbing up out of the game, breaking whatever feminine spells had been keeping him under. It had all been so wicked and delightful, but now..... He was so ashamed and ridden by guilt in this embarrassing moment. "Lower them," Mistress Brianna whispered, making her step forward to hear. "Lower them and prove to me you are a man. Show me that big cock of yours. The one that surely impresses all the girls." "I've not had many-Listen, it's pretty big okay-but-I-" he protested, sensing he was getting weaker. Come on, he thought. This was it. A chance to end the game...... Body shame, Mistress Brianna thought. So many girls had body shame. If they could only let go and accept who they are, they could truly start to shine. Confidence would enable them to blossom. Sometimes, they just needed a little help. "Lower your panties," she whispered, her voice seducing Stephanie. "I-it-" Steve, still Steve and fighting, lowered his panties and stood before Mistress Brianna, beaming proudly at his size as his cock hardened. Mistress Brianna laughed. "What?" Steve said. "That little clit?" she giggled. "It's my-look at it-" Steve protested, feeling pre-cum dribbling off. Mistress Brianna knelt before it. "Let me show you something," she said, and held her pinkie finger up to Stephanie's clit. "That's a clit." "But the water was getting cold," Steve cried defensively. "It can get bigger." Mistress Brianna watched her concentrate. The clit barely moved. "Thinking about fucking a hot chick?" she asked. And then added, "Or wearing that sexy outfit you're imagining her in?" "The outfit...." he whispered, knowing he was losing this small battle. "Look, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Lots of girls have beautiful, little clits. And you're one of them," Mistress Brianna said softly. A little cum started to leak out. Mistress Brianna caught it on her finger and stood before her. "Open wide," she whispered, holding her finger up. Steve clamped his mouth shut. There was no way he was eating that. "Just a little taste for my favorite girl," Mistress Brianna continued. "I bet you've thought about it." "Yes, but-" Mistress Brianna slipped her finger into Stephanie's mouth. She felt her resist at first, but then, just for a second, she sucked on the wet pinkie finger. Licked every drop off. "That's right," Mistress Brianna said, smiling as more cum leaked out of the little clit. Poor Stephanie didn't even realize it was happening. She was so engrossed in the taste. A slight moan from her and then- Steve jerked his mouth away. "That was horrible," he complained. "Don't ever make me do that again." Mistress Brianna smiled. He wasn't complaining about stopping anymore. Just that he didn't want to eat his cum again. Maybe somebody else's, she mused. One day.... "Let me show you something else," she said, and then asked Stephanie to remove her bra. "I don't want to," Steve said. "Take it off," Mistress Brianna instructed, her tone sterner. Steve, ever so professionally, unhooked the bra from behind his back and Mistress Brianna smiled at the brief, habitual action. He then let the bra fall from his arms to the floor. His hands instinctively raised to cover his- "What cute tits you have," Mistress Brianna noted. "I do not have tits," he argued. "Lower your hands." Steve did as he was told. Remember, he thought. Steve....Even though I have a little clit and not a cock, after all. Even though that cum was..... Say it..... was quite delicious.... I. Am. A. Man, he thought. "Look how perky they are," Mistress Brianna said. "Small, but wonderful." She held them for a second, jiggled them slightly in her hands. "But how?" Stepha-Steve moaned, his arguments about being a man falling away. It's not fair, she-he thought. "Why have I got these little breasts?" Mistress Brianna smiled cruelly. "Would you like them to be bigger?" "No. Please don't...." Begging now, Mistress Brianna thought, satisfied. This little revolt was ending. "Bigger for all the men to-" "No, please don't make me have big tits." Mistress Brianna laughed a little at Stephanie's predicament. She had gone from making a stand to accepting who she was and begging in minutes. "But wouldn't all that attention be nice. You could wear some tight fitting tops and-" "Please, Mistress Brianna. I'll do other things, anything, but don't make my tits too big." "I'll think about it," she told Stephanie, and then tried to calm her down a little. "It's your bras. You've been wearing them consistently for a while now. To get cute, little breasts you don't need to take hormones or anything. The cups mould whatever fat you have there into a natural shape, especially if you use inserts which you will be soon. They won't get much bigger, but you should be proud. They're quite delightful." "Are they really?" "Yes, they are. You are a very special girl. Now, then. Do you have a little clit?" "Yes, Mistress Brianna." "Do you have the cutest, perky breasts?" "Yes, Mistress Brianna." All the time Mistress Brianna could see Stephanie's little clit twitching crazily. The girl didn't even realize cum was leaking everywhere in these seconds. "Do you enjoy wearing soft, sexy clothes?" "Yes, Mistress Brianna." "What's your name?" Only a moment's hesitation. "Stephanie. My name is Stephanie." Mistress Brianna caught some of the cum on her palm and held her hand up. Stephanie closed her eyes, but licked the hand clean. "Do you like the taste of cum?" She didn't want to say it, but..... "Yes. Please can I.....?" Mistress Brianna caught some more. "Open your eyes," she told Stephanie. Stephanie did as she was told and tried not to look as she licked the sticky mess from Mistress Brianna's palm. "Do you want to taste another man's cum?" "Please don't make me....." "Maybe another day. Maybe my sweet Stephanie has a sexy, slutty side? Maybe sweet Stephanie wants to play sexy dress up for a night on the town? Or in a hotel bar with her own room?" Mistress Brianna whispered seductively, watching Stephanie's clit make a final effort and burst back to life. "God, please..... Yes, please.... Please...." "We'll see. Where do you work?" "At the pool company in the city. I'm the new Office Girl...." She suddenly moaned, breathless, realizing she was climaxing and that her chance of escape was over. "I'm going to be a secretary." "Do you want our game to end?" "No, no....Please don't stop....please...... I'm sorry..... I'm your girl...." she panted. "Please don't stop." 7/ I put Stephanie to bed. Told her I would leave an outfit ready for the morning, and that she should expect a surprise visitor or two early to help her get ready for her big, first day. "Get some sleep," I told her. When I left the apartment building, it felt like I breathed for the first time in hours. That had been so hot. I hadn't played like that in over a year. Writing assignments for girls, writing stories for them.....That was fun. Seeing their evidenciary photos, listening to their ideas and implementing them. Reading their reports. So much fun.....But nothing compared to this thrill. Having a girl face who she truly is and accept it. Poor Stephanie, I thought. She had come so close to escaping, but now she was mine again. I wandered the streets --- free to do that now, especially as nearby church bells tolled the midnight hour. It was so peaceful and quiet here in the city. A few sleeping vagrants......I dropped money into their tattered paper cups. One of them looked up. "Thanks, Love." "That's okay. You'll get through this," I told him. Anything was possible. I was living proof of that. After a few minutes I looked up, realizing where I was. My feet had taken me to the store where I met Deborah. I touched the dark glass. She was obviously not there. I was still disappointed. I wanted to share this moment with her. Not just my heat...... God, I'd love to be in her young arms..... But the freedom. I screamed happily, not caring who might hear. The clubs were on the far side of the city and I was pretty much alone. I screamed again, my body trembling, so happy to be outside. To be here, thinking about Deborah...... I wondered if she was at home sleeping. Or if she was awake, thinking of me..... I didn't question why she had this power over me.... Only that I loved this sensation of being alive again.

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The Dildo Board Game

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The Initiation Game

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The Game

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BABY GAME

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The Exchange Game

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The Dating Game Part 1 The Inner Game

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Caught in the Storm Chapter 5 Prelude to a New Game

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Junior Year Part IIIChapter 26 Gold Medal Game

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END GAME

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The Penal Game

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The Numbers Game

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