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THE HIGH AND MIGHTY WIFE Vicki Waltham left the building as it was evacuated. A small fire had broken out in the sports centre caf? and as a result the whole building had been emptied. She had only just got as far as the dressing room to meet her friend, Tracey Freeman, for their Saturday morning game of tennis, when it all kicked off. As it seemed that reopening of the centre would be some way off, they decided to forget it and without the facility for even grabbing a coffee, she invited Tracey back home to get one there. They both worked as nurses, but Vicki had worked out her notice the day before. She had recently inherited a substantial sum from her parents, who had been killed some three months before in a car crash. They were very well off and were also highly insured, so Vicki was in a position that she didn't need to work again. She did think that after a couple of really good holidays she might go part time, just to keep occupied, but that was by no means certain. They arrived home only a few minutes later and entered the house which seemed unusually quiet. She normally found her husband of five years, Simon, in front of the TV watching whatever sport happened to be playing on a Saturday, but it wasn't turned on and there was sound of a soccer match on the bedroom radio. Simon had already worked out his notice, he only had to give a week, so he was home and free. Tracey went to the kitchen while Vicki climbed the stairs to tell him she was home. The sight that met her eyes horrified her. A strange woman's dress was on the bed. A noise from the en suite bathroom made her push open the door, fully expecting to see her husband in the arms of a half naked woman. Instead she saw him in front of the mirror, wiping a crimson lipstick across his lips and wearing a matching bra, panty and suspender set, sheer black stockings with four inch high heels. His long hair was styled in a feminine way, rather than just pulled back in the low pony tail he usually wore it. "What the hell are you playing at?" He looked at her like a rabbit caught in the headlights. He couldn't move anything, he couldn't speak, he couldn't even lay down the lipstick. "Get that dress on." She strode to the bed, picked up the garment and threw it at him. He was finally able to stir but only as far as struggling into it and zipping up the back. She grabbed his arm and pulled him down the stairs, then pushed him into the kitchen. "Look Trace, I found a strange woman in the bedroom." Tracey looked at him with a puzzled expression, then recognition dawned. She burst out laughing as he turned red in the face. He tried to turn and run but Vicki was much stronger than him and held him in place. "What a nice girl Vic, we should welcome her to the neighbourhood, don't you think?" "You're right Trace, what's your name dear?" He looked down at the floor, hoping it was going to open up and swallow him. He just knew that his life was going to change for ever after that day. "She's very shy," Tracey added. "Do you think she has a name?" "Please Vicki, can I talk to you in private?" He finally was able to speak. "Not until you tell me your name dear, I don't talk to people I don't know." "My name's still Simon, Vicki please let me explain." "Simone? Oh no that's too much like a man's name and you're obviously not a man, are you?" Vicki was speaking with a nasty edge to her voice. "I think you're more of a Susanne, that's much more suitable for a girly girl like you, don't you think?" "Please Vicki, let me explain." He was nearly in tears. "Susanne seems quite upset Vic," Tracey was still giggling, "do you think it would cheer her up if we went shopping together? It always cheers us up." "That's a marvellous idea Trace, have you got a coat and handbag Susanne?" "No I haven't." Tears were starting to roll down his cheeks. "What have you got?" Vicki asked him. "One more bra, three pairs of panties and one more dress. Oh and two or three pairs of stockings." "What do you stuff your bra with Susanne?" Tracey asked. "Just some socks." The only tiny consolation Susanne could take was at least they were speaking to him. "I think that our first stop ought to be the Health Centre," Tracey suggested and Vicki agreed. Both of them had worked as nurses in the local medical centre, Tracey still did, assisting in small operations and doing a hundred and one other specialities that were required in a busy practice. His wife guided him out to her car, seating him in the back while she drove and Tracey rode shotgun. In a few minutes they were where the two women worked. They got him out, unlocked the door and before he knew it they were in one of the consulting rooms. Tracey had him sit down while Vicki went off to get something. "This is going to sting a bit," she told him as she had him take down the front of his dress and gave him an injection in each side of his chest. "Now dress up there and then lift your skirt." She gave him a third injection into his scrotum which wasn't as painful as it sounds. "What have you given me?" He asked, on the verge of panic. "Nothing much, just something to stop you tenting your dress at an embarrassing moment, you wouldn't want that, would you?" She didn't tell him that they were highly concentrated oestrogen, two injections designed to release over a two week period designed to kick start girls who were late with their onset of puberty and breast development, the third to block testosterone and increase the natural production of oestrogen. He wouldn't just not be tenting dresses that day, unless they were counteracted quickly, he would never have another erection. She went out of the room, returning again, this time with a pair of very realistic silicon breasts. She took down his top again and glued them to his chest. "I asked you why you kept your body free of hair, and you said it was from the days you used to do competitive swimming. That wasn't the real reason, was it?" "I told you when we were first going out seriously that I dressed in women's clothes Vicki." He had given up trying to have a confidential word with her. "I didn't know you were still doing it." Vicki sounded furious. "I only said that I hoped it would stop after we married. What harm does it do you?" "Harm! I thought I married a man not a sissy that wants to flaunt himself and get himself laid as a woman." She made no attempt to speak as quietly as he had. "I don't, can't you let me explain?" "No! You want to be the woman in this relationship, now you can be. You can look after me, do all the cooking and cleaning and laundry for your man, and that's going to be my role from now on." "That's not fair, I warned you about this plus I've always done more than half of all the housework, often all of it." For the first time he raised his voice loud enough for Tracey to hear. Vicki's friend was shocked when she didn't deny what Susanne had claimed. "God Vic, did he really help you like that?" It was the first she'd heard of it. "So what, it was only because he was usually home earlier than me, why shouldn't he?" Tracey said nothing. Her husband had run off with another woman after only being married three years and he'd never lifted a finger in the home and he knew Vicky's sex life had been good, she often complained at being tired because Simon had been more than satisfactory in bed. The thought crossed her mind that perhaps her best friend and work colleague wasn't being entirely fair. Still, she thought, it was none of her business. For the first time Susanne started to dig his heals in. "I am not going to be your wife, I'm your husband." "In that case, if you're not going to be the wife, I know the perfect place to get you some more suitable clothes." Vicki had finished adhering his new breasts and while he was redressing she took Tracey to one side. "Trace, take this key and stop off at my place. Your car's still there, I want you to scour the house for all of his old clothes, every stitch. Stick them in your car and get rid of them, take them to the charity shop or something. He won't be needing them." She gave Tracey the key then they all got back in the car and she dropped her friend off at their house, then continued on to the shops. "I'm sorry, Vicki, I can't help what I do and it doesn't do any harm, does it?" He tried saying this to her in several different ways as they drove but all to no avail. The first stop they made was at a jewellers. She had his ears pierced in four places, each fitted with a bright imitation diamond except the lowest ones on each which had a small bell dangling from them. Then she had his tongue fitted with a stud and the effect of that, together with the anaesthetic was to make him speak with a lisp. Next stop was a hairdressers where she had his hair permed into soft curls in a very feminine style. He was also given a manicure with false nails nearly an inch longer than his natural ones and all toes and fingers coloured bright red. The next shop was a sex supermarket. He didn't want to go in, but she grabbed hold of him and he hadn't a choice. The range of items for sale were worse than he ever imagined. Vicki took him to the counter and asked the woman to help her. She explained that she wanted him fitted with a good strong corset and then a selection of maid's uniforms complete with accessories. While he was taken to a changing room at the back of the shop, she went round with a trolley collecting various interesting toys and some story books to give her ideas. She had just placed the basket on the floor beside the till, she didn't want him to see what she'd bought, when he came back out with the woman. He was a boy's dream of sexiness. His waist was down to something approaching twenty inches and he was taking quick, shallow breaths which were his only option and tottering along in the black, six inch high heels that matched his dress. The skirt of the uniform would have barely covered his groin but anyway was held out almost horizontally by a great froth of white crinolines. The top was cut low enough to show a definite cleavage, pressure on the false breasts causing his flesh to bunch up that way. The top of the blouse section also had adjustment by means of a ribbon, if more bust on show was desired it only had to be slackened off and the elastic in the side lowered the top, potentially to an indecent level. Vicki reflected that after the injections she had given him, it wouldn't be long before the cleavage was real and the blouse could be lowered to show more of it. The uniform was finished with a small, white, heart shaped apron tied round his waist and a flat black cap trimmed with white lace and with two streamers of black ribbons hanging down his back. She could see that he was crying again from the tears brimming in his eyes. "He's not very well endowed is he?" the woman commented. "My customers usually get a big hard on when I'm fitting them with these sort of clothes." She had noticed that when she showed Susanne how to push his testicles up into his body, she suggested he tried it, but they didn't drop back for him to do it himself. In her many years experience, she had always noted that the testicles dropped again if they weren't supported, but with him they had simply gone. "I'm a medic, I gave him something to make sure he looked suitably equipped before we came here." "That's interesting, can you tell me about what you used? I'm sure some of my other customers would be interested in trying it." Vicki wrote down on a piece of paper the combination of hormones and drugs she had given him. The woman looked at it and took Vicki away from his ears. "That's a bit drastic, isn't it? I thought you had something that just worked temporarily, not so long term," she commented quietly. "It's what he obviously craved." The woman shrugged her shoulders. "It's none of my business," she told Vicki, but did wonder if it was really what her customer's husband wanted. While Susanne was changing back into the dress he arrived in, still keeping the corset on, Vicki paid for four uniforms, two black and one each pink and emerald green, all with matching accessories including caps and shoes. Her other purchases were all packed away in a large bag so Susanne wasn't aware of them when they returned to the car. The next stage of the journey in the car was much the same as earlier, with Susanne alternately apologising for his cross-dressing, pointing out that he hadn't harmed her and begging for things to return to normal. He was a little heartened when at one stage she told him she would think about it, but that it would take a long time. At least he could believe that there was some hope. It was when he noticed that they had driven into a seedier part of town that those hopes were once more dashed. They pulled up outside a tattoo parlour called 'The Inking Spot'. She went in by herself but a few minutes later Vicki returned to fetch him. He was shown into a seat by a woman covered in tattoos while a large man, he later found out he was her husband, stood by. The establishment had been recommended to Vicki by the woman in the sex shop, the husband here was the other brother that also owned that shop. "Drink this," the woman told him. "What is it?" he asked. "You weren't asked to take part in a discussion," the man told him, "you were told to drink it." He did as he was told and within a few minutes he was asleep. When he woke his face stung all over but no one would tell him why and Vicki soon had him back out to her car and on the way home at last. Once everything had been unloaded from the car, Vicki told him to take it up to their smallest spare bedroom and she told him to lie on the bed when he'd put everything away. There she gave him a tablet to take and once more he fell asleep and didn't wake up until late on Sunday morning. He felt as if he had a hangover. A ringing in his ears didn't help until he discovered that he still had the little bell earring in. He could hear Vicki downstairs so he struggled into his dress then to the bathroom where he saw his face for the first time. It was perfect, if a little on the tarty side, his bright red lips matching his finger nails. He wondered how long it would take for his eyebrows to grow back, not realising that was the least of his problems. "Ah, good, you're awake," she commented, "why aren't you in uniform?" "I'm sorry," he said and returned upstairs to change into the black one as he had been instructed. His heels seemed even worse than the day before, he realised that they were going to hamper anything he did while on his feet. He returned to his wife in their living room where she had him undo his dress so that she could tighten his corset. "That's better Susanne, now I want to lay down some ground rules. If you ever want to be my husband again, you're going to have to obey them to the letter. I've typed them on the computer and printed them off, take a look" He took what turned out to be two copies of the paper as she told him that one was to be kept in his new bedroom, the other pinned on their notice board in the kitchen. HOUSEMAID'S RULES 1. The Mistress is to be addressed as 'Mistress' at all times, or if referring to her as 'Ms Truscott'. 2. The maid will curtsey to the Mistress every time entering or leaving her presence or to acknowledge an instruction. 3. Guests of the Mistress will be treated in the same way as the Mistress. 4. The maid will never speak without permission, and to get the said permission, the maid will stand, arms straight with the left thumb clasped in the right hand, head bowed, until the maid is given permission. 5. The maid will eat meals only after the Mistress has finished hers and everything cleared away. 6. Meals are to be prepared and served at the following times: Breakfast (served in the bedroom) at eight thirty. Lunch (in dining room) at one p.m. Dinner (in dining room) at seven p.m. All times may be varied at the Mistress's discretion and Mistress will say if guests are expected. 7. The maid will carry out all household duties which include but are not limited to: Cooking, cleaning, laundry, ironing and grocery shopping. The maid may also be asked to provide personal services to the Mistress and/or her guests. 8. The maid will only ever appear fully dressed, made up and coiffured when on duty, i.e. between the hours of seven thirty a.m. and the time the Mistress retires to bed every day. Time off will be allowed only for beauty parlour appointments. A black uniform is for daytime wear and after six p.m. a green uniform, or pink if guests are present. 9. The Mistress's word is law. It will never be questioned or disputed but see rule 4 above if anything isn't clear. 10. Any infringements of the above will carry a penalty of corporal punishment. The Mistress will spank the maid the number of times decided by the Mistress for each infringement. The maid will thank the Mistress for teaching the error of the Maid's behaviour. Signed by the Mistress Susanne noticed that his wife was going back to using her maiden name and that, in spite of the harsh rules, was the thing that upset him most. "I got my own breakfast this morning, Susanne, but that will be the last time. For now I would like a coffee, go and fetch it and remember, if you ever want things to go back as they were, you'll obey these rules to the letter." He felt he had no option, so curtseyed and went off to make it for her, his pace slowed by his heels but he was also hampered by the corset which she had tightened just as he felt was getting used to it. His face no longer hurt, but the stupid bell earrings were no less annoying. In the kitchen he used one of several large aprons to cover his uniform but took it off before he served her coffee on a tray. He added a plate of biscuits, hoping it would earn him a point. Vicki didn't say anything, but he did notice she smiled as he placed them in front of her. If it wasn't for the high heels, corset and Vicki's attitude, he wouldn't have been too unhappy. He was doing things in the house that he often did, he didn't find them difficult or irksome, in fact he even found many of the jobs rewarding. He loved to look back with pride on a room he'd cleaned, and the prospect of cooking dishes that either his wife or guests effused with their praise over, was a great pleasure for him. At lunch, which saw him serve her for the first time without the accompanying conversation, she told him that there would be one guest for dinner and to plan accordingly. She didn't tell him who it was going to be but he didn't feel he could ask. He prepared a three course meal plus cheese and biscuits, for them, laid the table and once everything was in hand, then went up to change into the pink uniform for the guest. He was horrified to find that the heels on the pink shoes were nearly another inch taller than the ones he had taken off. His feet were already hurting and now he felt that he would soon be crippled. At six thirty the front door bell rang and he was sent to open it. It was with considerable relief he found that the guest was Tracey. "Good evening Ms Freeman, Ms Truscott is in the lounge." Tracey giggled when he curtseyed to her and showed her in to where his wife was waiting. Vicki told him to open a bottle of white wine straight away, which he did and poured some into two glasses. He went off to the kitchen and returned with two selections of canap?s. At a couple of minutes before seven he returned and stood looking down as he had been told. "Yes, you may serve dinner now Susanne." He curtseyed to them and took their glasses and the remains of the bottle to the dining room then went off to get the first course. By the time they had got to the dining room, he placed the starters in front of them, poured water into their tumblers and opened another bottle of wine ready for when they needed it, which it certainly seemed that they would. He stood against the wall waiting in case they needed anything, his feet killing him, listening to them talking as if he wasn't there. "How is the new maid working out Vic?" Tracey asked. "A bit rough round the edges, but I'll soon knock it into shape." "I love the uniform, where did you get it?" "I bought a selections, black for daytime and green for evenings when I'm not entertaining. Anyway, how's your love life?" Tracey asked. "You know I dated that guy Tommy? Well he was a big disappointment, I'd noticed that he took at least a size eleven shoe, and you know what they say about big feet? He was another exception to the rule. His pecker was so small I thought he'd lost it." "I'm going to have to start looking around myself, now my husband has gone." "Well don't judge by the feet is all I can advise." They were both laughing as he cleared the plates away and plated up the main course. He couldn't absolutely certain that Vicki was joking, but if she wasn't, that was a step he decided, without any hesitation, he wouldn't stand for. The main course was a success. "This salmon is cooked to perfection Vic," Tracey commented. "Thank you Trace, you know I like the food on my table to be appreciated." 'Cheek' he thought, Vicki didn't even know what they were having until she asked shortly before Tracey's arrival, let alone take credit for it. Of course Tracey was well aware who cooked the meal, they'd all eaten together enough in the past to recognise Simon's style, she just wondered if Vic appreciated what she'd got. They declined the cheese after they'd finished seconds of his pudding and retired to the lounge to drink coffee liqueurs. They were both fairly giggly by that time, if not actually drunk. Vicki kept having his come in for spurious reasons, such as to put her magazine up in her bedroom to read later, or hand her the plate of petit fours he had laid out for after their meal. just so that he had to curtsey three times to her. His feet were obviously suffering in heels that Tracey didn't think she would have been able to stand up in. While Susanne was out of earshot she determined that she had to say something to her friend. "You know what you gave him at the Centre has to be counteracted pretty quickly, or you won't get you husband back?" "There's at least a couple of weeks or so before I have to finally make up my mind Trace, but at the moment I don't care if the little shit loses his balls." "I shouldn't reckon on that length of time if I were you, you might have permanently damaged him already. I thought you were happy with him?" "Yes, but things change. I've got all that money now, I can go off, see the world and really live, I don't want a sissy husband to hold me back. Anyway, I've decided that I need a maid now and I don't need to pay this one or give him days off, so I've no intention of giving him up." Vicki laughed at her thoughts. "What about the sex you had with him? Won't you miss it? I know you used to tell me he was good." "Yes, but having him as a maid means that he'll continue to do all the other things, his cooking and cleaning are the best I know and he doesn't need telling what to do. As for the sex, he was good but now I can play the field. Once he finds he can't get it up, he'll be all understanding for me and insist I look for it elsewhere, so long as I say that I'll keep loving him. I can do what I like with him you know, he's like a little puppy dog." "I hope you're right Vic, I know if I was in your shoes I wouldn't want to lose a treasure like him. I've never known a man so near perfect." "The other thing is Trace, I'm finding I get a hell of a kick out of telling him what to do and having him frightened of me. You ought to try it, it's as good as any aphrodisiac, it's like a female Viagra. I'm going to see how far I can push it before I even think about the long term." A little after eleven, Susanne knocked on the door and entered, he waited to be given permission to speak. Vicki deliberately kept him waiting, demonstrating to Tracey her power over him. "Yes girl, what is it?" She sounded irritated. "Mistress, I wondered if you needed me any more tonight?" Tracey suddenly noticed the time and she had to work in the morning, so they bid each other a fairly rapid farewell and Vicki told him to follow her up to her bedroom. "You can help undress me, get my nightdress out from under the pillow." He did as he was told and either hung her discarded clothes or put them in the hamper to wash. Instead of getting into the bed though, she lay on top and pulled the hem of her nightdress up to her stomach. "I need the attention of your magic tongue Susanne." He knelt on the bed then leaned forward to place his head between her thighs. He hoped that this was a prelude, as it had in the past, to full sex between them. He worked her skilfully to two orgasms, then she told him to slip out of his dress. He did that and slid his panties down passed his knees then suddenly noticed that he not only didn't have an erection, his penis was smaller than he'd ever seen it. He thought back to the injections he'd had. "I'm sorry Mistress, but I think those injections haven't worn off, I can't get hard." "In that case, girl, you'd better use your mouth again." She hid the amusement she felt at his dilemma. He went to bed thoroughly depressed. He couldn't work out why he couldn't get hard. He thought back to Vicki wanting him to perform so he couldn't believe that she had given him anything that would last this long on him. Unfortunately he was so naive that he couldn't believe that someone who he thought loved him would do anything to really hurt him, especially on the flimsiest of excuses. The next morning, Monday, Vicki enjoyed her first day as a lady of leisure. She was served breakfast in bed, went out to do some shopping then lunched at the local golf club. While she was there she filled out an application to join as a non-playing member, so she could enjoy the private facilities such as the swimming pool, saunas, gym room and not least the bar. The club secretary was delighted to second her application and she became a member on the spot. She couldn't wait to invite Tracey along as a guest to show off her new social standing. That night in bed she strapped a penis gag into Susanne's mouth which caused his swallow reflex to gag until he learned to control it. It had a long exterior dildo as well which his wife intended to use. She had her maid lie on his back and bounced up and down on his face, climaxing in a new and exciting way. While she was sat on his face, and so that he couldn't see what was happening, she exchanged his breast forms for smaller ones. She had noticed that his own breasts were starting to grow quite rapidly but she didn't want him to particularly notice them until it was unavoidable. She saw that Susanne didn't seem very happy about this turn of events, but she smiled to herself when she thought how much he was going to change in the not too distant future. She tightened his corset, promising him that the next night she would release him long enough for a shower. He expressed his gratitude for that as he mentioned that hid chest was very itchy. In fact she allowed him his shower in the morning, she rushed him so that hopefully he wouldn't dwell on the growths on his chest. As it happened he so enjoyed the temporary freedom, he didn't realise their significance, thinking that the extra flesh there was probably the result of wearing the flesh crushing corset. Besides, he was too concerned about the state of his penis, which seemed smaller than ever and his balls still hadn't reappeared. On top of that, when he washed his face instead of his make up coming off, it seemed even brighter. As he mentioned these worries to Vicki without asking permission to speak she ignored him, feeling justified in her own mind. She quickly replaced his corset with a clean one and tightened it so severely he was thinking of that and not the fact that she didn't replace the breast forms. After she'd had breakfast and got up she revisited the sex shop to replace his corsets with ones that had only a half cup bra section. She had a chat with the woman, Mary Bean, who had served them before. She explained that her and her two brothers jointly owned the shop but just the two of them normally worked there. "How's your maid getting on?" she wanted to know. "Happy as can be." She hesitated, a sudden thought resurfaced from a while ago. "I am a bit concerned though, I know he really wants to experience as near as he can get to being a woman. I would love to find someone to take his cherry, so to speak, but I wouldn't know where to look." "You're sure he wants to?" Mary asked. "Oh yes, in public he always tells everyone that he's heterosexual but privately three or four times he's confided his greatest wish to me." Mary called to someone in the back of the shop. "Jim! Come out here a minute." The big man that had been there previously came lumbering out. "Jim, this lady is Vicki and her husband's just recently come out, she wants to fit him up with a boyfriend, it's the sissy that came in here Saturday to get the maid's uniforms, you remember. Would you be interested?" It turned out that Jim was a bit on the slow side and didn't have a boyfriend at the time, so was very willing. She arranged for him to come to dinner the following evening. After paying for the new purchases she headed home. She had to work out how to make Susanne so obedient that he would allow Jim to have his way. She passed a sign saying 'Guard dogs for hire' and had an inspiration, she turned round and pulled up outside. She quickly thought of a cover story and went inside to find it was the residential house on the inside that it looked from the car. She wondered if they would carry what she wanted. A woman asked if she could be of help. "I wonder if you can?" She made her voice have a desperate edge hesitating to show her apparent distress. "My husband has been getting a wondering eye lately. That wouldn't be terrible, I know it happens, but he's been, what looks like, lusting after very young girls. A friend of mine suggested aversion therapy. He won't go to see anyone, so she suggested I try it myself with a shock collar. Would you know where I could get such a thing?" "That's terrible dear," she sympathised. "I happen to know I can get the very thing, it will take a twenty four hours if I have it expressed." "That's so good of you, I haven't known where to turn, could you have it sent direct to me?" The woman agreed and made a phone call. Vicki paid what she thought was a very high price after the woman explained that it was the high tech batteries that made it costly but she was sure it would do the trick. That evening she watched her maid and couldn't help but imagine him cowering under her control. She had an extra long session of him between her legs that evening, while she worked out what she was going to do. The shock collar arrived the following morning. She saw that it had extension pieces that could be locked into place so it could be used on very large animals. The blurb with it claimed it could control an elephant by fixing the setting on maximum and as it was quite simple to do before it was fitted, that was what she did. She wasted no time fitting it snugly round Susanne's neck and locked it in place. "What's this Mistress?" he asked. She pressed the button on the remote that she'd strung round her neck and watched as he collapsed writhing on the floor. He'd never felt such pain and he couldn't stop convulsing. "That was to teach you not to speak without permission." She told him. "You did that this morning and a couple of times you've forgotten to curtsey, so now you know what will happen if you disobey me in any way. Also, when you cook tonight there will be an extra guest for dinner." He thought it was probably Tracey again so went to some extra trouble to do a tasty meal for her. At six he hurried to change into his pink uniform and had just arrived downstairs when the door bell rang. He opened the door and was horrified to see the man that he recognised from the sex shop. His automatic reflexes took over as he curtseyed and showed the man into Vicki's presence. "How nice to see you Jim," she greeted him, "don't you think my little sissy is coming along nicely?" He looked Susanne up and down with an obvious lust in his eyes. "He's lovely," was Jim's only comment but he leered at him, making Susanne shudder. The maid didn't know the reason that Vicki had invited the man over, but he didn't really think it was because she fancied him. He came to the conclusion that it was probably just another way to get at him. This idea was reinforced through the meal when he realised that Vicki was having trouble engaging him in conversation. The man was slow on the uptake. After they had eaten the main course Vicki stopped him clearing the plates away and told Jim that she had trouble tightening the sissy's corset laces, would he please help her. Of course he couldn't say anything about this indignity, he was too afraid of the shock collar, so he obeyed when she ordered him to remove his uniform. As he stood there in his corset, stockings, shoes and silly little cap, he could hardly have felt more humiliated but that was replaced with the sheer agony of the corset reduced as far as it would go. Jim made up for his lack of wit with phenomenal strength and made short work of the job he was given. Susanne had to gasp for breath and walk slowly so that he didn't exert himself. He was being cut in two. After the desert Vicki told him to wait five minutes before he returned to see if they wanted coffees or anything else. Of course this was the real start of her plan swinging into action. As soon as he was in the kitchen, she led Jim up the stairs to her bedroom. There she stripped off and lay on the bed, a little way down it, absolutely naked. It was then that she called Susanne to come upstairs. When he arrived he was shocked to see her state of undress. Still in just his underwear, she smiled at Jim. "Of course my sissy hasn't got equipment that anyone would find desirable, show Jim your pecker Susanne." He was terrified. He didn't know what was going on but he knew he didn't have a choice of whether to obey. He slipped his panties down his legs and turned towards the big man. "Show Jim how you satisfy me Susanne." Vicki smiled and spread her legs. Now at the stage where nothing could humiliate him any more than he was suffering, he bent over the end of the bed and started to lick his wife's most intimate part. The sight of the maid's bare behind bent over the end of the bed was all the invitation Jim wanted. He took out his tool and advanced on Susanne. "Keep looking at me Susanne and don't stop licking me whatever happens." She ordered. Susanne didn't know what she was talking about until he felt something wet and warm at his back passage. He yelped in surprise and then he felt as if he was being split in two. For a moment he stopped doing what Vicki wanted, lifting his head, contemplating trying to escape but Jim's big hand grabbed his hair. "Your Mistress told you to keep licking." He told him and pushed his head so far against his wife's pussy that he was only just able to grab the odd breath to scream in pain. Vicki was just watching his eyes looking up at her with his nose in her pubic hairs and his behind almost lifting in the air as Jim powerfully pumped into him, setting up a rhythm of pressure on her clitoris. His agony continued for what seemed a lifetime but was really only about ten or fifteen minutes. It was a relief when he heard the man grunt and speed up his pumping, culminating in what was an obvious climax, coincidentally shared noisily by his wife. Hers was the result of not only his tongue but the, to her, erotic sight of her husband being raped at the same time as serving her. As he was released he collapsed on the floor, sobbing and in so much pain he didn't know what to do with himself. The end of the bed and now his legs and the floor where he lay, had blood and other fluids over them. "I was going to ask you to stay the night with your sissy Jim, but I think you'd probably better go now. You can come back another night." She smiled at the big man. "Goodnight and thank you." She let him see himself out. Susanne was only able to crawl out of the bedroom and into his own while Vicki threw the cover off her duvet and onto the floor., getting back into the bed it wasn't long before she fell asleep. In spite of the shock to his system and his exhaustion, Susanne wasn't able to sleep, the pain was too great. He realised that come what may, he had to escape and quickly. There was no telling what other tortures he was being set up to endure and he thought another jolt from the collar might easily kill him. If he could have been certain of that he would have returned to his wife and provoked it, but the pain without dying was too much to risk. With great difficulty he made his way downstairs, collected his keys, then continued out to the garage where he opened the door. He was as quiet as possible as he couldn't contemplate the trouble he would be in if he woke his wife. Regardless that he was still only dressed in his underwear, now without panties, he started the car and drove. It was only once he was clear of the house that he realised that he had no idea where he was going. After a few minutes he saw that he was near Tracey's house. He couldn't be absolutely sure, but he thought it unlikely that she would call Vicki without tending to his injuries, after all, she was a nurse. He knocked as hard on her door as he could, a light came on upstairs but there was no sign of movement. He knocked again with all the strength he had left and passed out. Tracey was still only half awake when she looked out of her window and saw Simon's car outside. She put on a dressing gown and went to the room next to the front door and looked out. She couldn't see well, but could just make out a body by the door and once her eyes got used to the light, realised that it was Susanne. She rushed to open the door and in the light could see caked and fresh blood down his legs. She picked up her phone as she ran back into the house, calling an ambulance at the same time as getting a blanket to cover him. She rolled him onto the thick material and then used it to drag his unconscious for into the hallway and under the light. It was then she could see where the blood and semen was coming from, so she covered him and picked up the phone again, this time calling the police. The first paramedic on the scene recognised the collar round his neck. A couple of years before he had been to a farm where very unusually a bull had gored a farm worker. He had fitted one of them round the bull's neck and had been tormenting it until it couldn't stand any more and attacked him. What the medic couldn't understand was how the collar had come to be placed round this casualty's neck. Tracey filled them in with everything she knew, then did the same when asked by the police. She travelled with him in the ambulance while the police followed them to the hospital and a locksmith also met them there to remove his collar. He recovered enough after a few hours, to be able to tell them what happened and a consultant agreed with Tracey to give him something that would hopefully stop the further effects of the cocktail of drugs that Vicki had dosed him with. It was only then that they discovered that his make up was tattooed on. A succession of people had a rude awakening very early. The first was Vicki who just thought the whole thing was a big mistake, but she was followed by Jim from the sex shop and the tattoo artist, Irene, from the 'Inking Spot'. It was only after they had all seen each other at the police station that they began to seriously worry. After a few days, during which time Susanne was kept in hospital under observation, Vicki was charged with conspiracy to rape, grievous bodily harm, administering a noxious substance, unlawful imprisonment and theft (of his male clothes). Jim was charged with rape and the tattooist with assault. Her solicitor warned Vicki that she would probably be excluded from her home once her husband was released from hospital as he had already taken out a restraining order against her. She arranged to go to stay with a cousin and it was late one evening when she left the house with the remains of her belongings. There was a movement behind her and someone placed a cloth with a liquid on it over her mouth and nose. She became dizzy then passed out. What she didn't know was that the other brother of Mary and Jim, Robbi, was the husband of the tattooist, all of whom had been told by Vicki that what they did was what Susanne really wanted. They had taken her word for it and now they were feeling the full force of the law through trusting her. Robbi realised that Vicki was going to be punished by the courts but didn't think that was going to be enough. When, hours later, she recovered consciousness back outside the house, she felt pain on her face and her stomach. She went back inside and felt that she had probably been undressed and then her clothes put back on, They just felt wrong. She took off her clothes and saw she had been tattooed. Her face was made up like a brassy whore and across her stomach were the words: 'Big cocks only in this cunt, small pricks should use tradesman's entrance at rear'. Of course she reported it all to the police, but the tattooist and her family all had alibi's, as did Susanne. The police officers all made sympathetic noises, but secretly thought it was poetic justice. Of course no one mentioned that Robbi was a skilled tattooist but then, of course, he had an airtight alibi. At the criminal trials all the defendants pleaded guilty but barristers for the defence of both Jim and Irene from the Inking Spot business asked for extenuating circumstances to be taken into account. Each got twelve months then probation for five years on the understanding that Jim's family and the tattoo parlour's insurers were paying substantial damages to Susanne. Vicki was given six years. Through the divorce and civil damages proceedings against his wife, Susanne won their house and most of Vicki's inheritance and she was left with very little by the time she'd paid her and Susanne's legal fees. Of course Susanne was still left with the tattoos and his breasts. While all the investigations and settlements were being worked out, Susanne stayed with Tracy and a close friendship soon developed between them. He poured his heart out to her, that he didn't mind living as a woman, especially a rich one, but he wanted to recover his male parts. He was given extensive treatments and slowly he began to recover. On the day Vicki and he were declared finally divorced, he was finally able to have full, satisfying sex with Tracey as a man. "Are you sure you don't mind a husband with breasts and in make up and a dress?" He asked her when she suggested perhaps she would accept a proposal from him. By the time Vicki was released, with reduction for good behaviour, he and Tracey had started a family. They did receive a letter from her, saying how sorry she was, but they binned it. A while later they noticed that because of her notoriety, the newspapers reported that she had been further jailed for six months for soliciting. 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