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Chapter 7
Mark regained consciousness when Stephanie pressed her lips against his
and started pushing his load of cum in his mouth. He had only just
sucked a load off of Linda's toes and now he was swallowing yet another
one. Every time he came here he seemed to get stuck with a taste of cum
in his mouth. Only made worse by the way in which he was fed the load.
Well at least it was his own cum.
"So, I believe with this I have answered all your answers regarding your
chastity cage. Of course you are always welcome to ask more questions
and I will be glad to answer them for you. I guess I haven't quite
showed you how you can have sex yet, so I guess I can let Stephanie out,
so she can show you if necessary," Linda casually stated to Mark who was
still half groggy.
He quickly swallowed the load of cum in his mouth and replied. "N...no
that won't be needed, I understand perfectly, and I have no more
questions I swear. Everything is crystal clear I swear." With those
words he scrambled to his feet realising what kind of sex Linda was
hinting at and there was no way he was ever going to let that happen.
Linda just smirked, she would have never let out Stephanie to fuck Mark.
After all John probably wouldn't be happy if she had his virginity taken
away. It belonged to John and it wasn't like she was really planning on
letting her sissy stepson out in the first place. It was just a neat
trick to deter Mark from complaining more while at the same time keeping
the tension between the two sissies high. It was just so much more fun
if they tried to fuck each other over instead of making things as easy
as possible on themselves. It just made her job so much easier.
"Alright, since you are standing now you can move up on the platform.
Stephanie will you go looking for a set of lingerie for our sissy client
here? I am thinking something to go with her new cage. I believe you can
handle that, can't you? You should after all those sissy fashion
magazines you have been studying," Linda said directions both sissies at
once from the comfort of her recliner.
Embarrassed to his core Mark didn't even dare to object and just went to
stand on the platform like he had been ordered. Stephanie completely
submissive to her stepmom said a quick, "Yeth Mommy." And minced away
into the store.
It gave Linda a thrill, for a moment she thought back to her early
childhood, growing up in a conservative home with strict gender roles.
Her father was a firm believer that women where the weaker sex and that
a woman should always be subservient to her man. It made her smile. She
had intensely rebelled against that idea and in a way, it had shaped
her desires to dominate weak men. Every time she pushed one of these
wimps in the passed she had thought, take that dad.
These sissies weren't any different. If only her father could have seen
this. Who was the weaker sex now? She had two men prancing around for
her amusement without so much as the need to raise a finger, she didn't
even need to raise her voice. This wasn't like most of these situations
were women manipulated men through sex, no she just straight up took
control and demanded respect with her presence.
"Alright Mark, while your girlfriend is looking for some new lingerie
for you I want you to try and give me some nice poses. We will work
through a few so you can show off your lingerie a little better. The
first one I want you to try is with your hand in your waist, one leg
bend and turned inward while standing on your tiptoe all while you are
pushing your chest forward and your ass backwards," Linda said. Watching
as Mark tried to take that position.
"Don't put your bend leg that far, just place the knee in front of your
other knee. Smile for Gods sake and arch that back a little more," Linda
corrected Mark until his pose was perfect. "That's it, just like a
proper sissy. Now hold that pose for a couple of seconds and remember it
because we will be going back over it when you are dressed up in your
lingerie," Linda finally said.
Mark was mortified Linda was really making him feel like a big sissy and
honestly even without the lingerie completely naked he looked just the
part between his smooth body, feminine pubic hair and pink chastity
cage.
"Alright now stand up straight, ankles and knees together and bend
forward until you are at a nearly 90-degree angle with your legs
straight. Place one hand on your knees and blow me a Kiss with the
other. Yes, perfect, see you were born to be a sissy!" Linda laughed as
Mark executed the pose perfectly from the first time.
Hearing Stephanie's heels come closer Linda said, "For the last pose
today, I want you to turn your back on me, raise one leg to a tiptoe
position and cock your hips slightly. Then look back at me over your
shoulder and close one eye as if you are winking."
Following the instructions Mark couldn't help but think he was acting
like some sort of model for a shoot. A playful female model to be exact.
He cringed at the thought, but it was better than resisting. After all
he was still scared that she might let Stephanie rape him if he did
resist.
Just at that moment Stephanie walked up to him holding a bundle of baby
blue and soft pink coloured lingerie. Handing the bundle to Mark,
Stephanie stepped back off the platform and went over to her stepmother
immediately assuming a kneeling position and moving her head under her
stepmother's skirt to start eating her pussy. She knew how hot her
stepmother got toying with sissies and the next step in her own training
was anticipating her Mistress's needs before she had to give a command.
It was another thing Linda had come up with. Since Stephanie was
perfectly obedient there was no longer any joy in training her. Sure
seeing the results she had achieved was still highly satisfying, but no
where near as fun of actually training. With Mark she had a new victim
to work on for aiding in the training from scratch, but most of the day
it was just her and Stephanie. She knew it was a little prestigious, but
she hoped that in time she would manage to get Stephanie in a spot where
she would never have to give a command anymore. A spot where Stephanie
had studied her wishes so thoroughly that she could anticipate what to
do at any given moment. She realised it would never be a 100% air tight
system, but it gave her something new to work on with Stephanie.
Out of everyone she was the hardest on her own stepson. Simply because
she enjoyed it, but also because she was a form of living advertisement.
An example of the work she could deliver with sissies when people came
to her store. Proof that she had experience to train sissies in the most
intense ways imaginable.
After all shopping at CC's was so much more than buying an outfit. It
was also buying advise and guidance to turn whatever guy into a complete
utter sissy. At least that was Linda's set up. She just loved helping
with the training of sissies. All that shame and humiliation was just
delicious to her and even if a client would come in with only moderate
wishes she would make sure to manipulate them into becoming a complete
and utter sissy.
"Well what are you waiting for sissy get dressed. Let's see if Stephanie
here picked a food set of lingerie for you. I believe you don't need any
help anymore. After all, after yesterday you should know how to put
everything on," Linda said with some soft moans managing to slip between
her words. Stephanie had learned fl please her better than she herself
ever could.
Picking the first item off the pile Mark instantly felt his heart sink.
The baby blue and soft pink combination looked more effeminate than
anything he had worn before. It is only when he slid them up his smooth
legs though that he saw just how bad they were. The body was chiffon
baby blue making his pink pubic hair shine through. It was trimmed with
soft pink lace around the leg holes and waistband, a big pink bow at
each hipbone. What made these so horrible though was the way the front
had a hole with soft pink parts of lace stacked to make them look like a
rose with the cock cage sticking out of the centre. The lace was made of
the exact same colour as his chastity cage making it look like it was
part of the panty.
Mark wanted to die of shame, but instead he just swallowed hard and
picked up the next item. A bra made in matching fashion but with similar
out-cuts for the nipples of his non-existing breasts to poke through.
The cups were also trimmed in pink lace and a bow sat at the end of each
shoulder strap.
He wanted to fasten the bra around front and turn it in place, but Linda
stopped him before he could. "A good sissy always fastens her bra behind
her back," she said sternly making Mark blush but obey never the less.
It took a few tries and quite a bit of fumbling before he managed to
match all the right hooks up with all the right eyelets. All things
considered it went easier than yesterday however.
The garter belt was similar to the one he had worn yesterday. It fit
from the tops of his hips all the away up to the bottom of his rib cage
and was made of a very sturdy material that felt a couple sizes too
small, cutting in his waist and making him appear to have a modest girly
figure. The appearance was baby blue with a soft pink lace panel up
front though, the straps themselves ending in a pink bow concealing the
metal tap that held the stockings. Which were filled fashioned with a
cuban heel and back seam. The main material was sheer baby blue, and the
heels, seams and tops were all soft pink.
This time Mark had remembered to put the garter straps underneath his
panty, blushing as he remembered why that was necessary. A sissy should
always keep her pussy accessible. The last thing he needed was to have
his butthole accessible, but he didn't dare complain, not in front of
Linda and not in front of the webcams at home. Just like before he
followed orders and just wished for this girlish hell to end soon.
"Alright sissy, I see that Stephanie picked a wonderful set for you. It
matches with your pretty cage perfectly just like I asked. Now why don't
you go over the poses I just taught you?" Linda asked her body suddenly
starting to shake as she reached an orgasm. Having a sissy preform for
her while having another between her legs had to be one of the ultimate
feelings of power. She certainly could get used to this. She already
looked forward to a time where her store would become popular. She could
already imagine the vast stream of sissies which would go through her
store.
Mark switched between the three poses he hand been taught continuously
for about 10 minutes. The time it took Linda to get yet another orgasm.
After enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm Linda spoke up again. "Well I
guess this set fits you pretty well. Unless you need anything else or
would like to try on another set instead I suggest we move to the
register."
With an embarrassed nod Mark started following Linda, looking at
Stephanie who's make up looked slightly smudged from eating her
stepmother out. Mark just wanted out of here as fast as he could. Buying
anything more than the bare necessary was out of question, as was trying
on another set that would probably look just as embarrassing.
Once again Mark awkwardly stood at the register watching another big
chunk of money disappear from his account for things he didn't want but
was forced to get. At this rate his savings would be drained rather
soon, and he was afraid of what that would mean for the blackmail.
This time Mark got back everything he had come in. His outerwear which
he quickly put on over the lingerie set hoping that it hid everything
well enough. He realised there would be ways to tell, but there was
nothing he could do about that but hope that they weren't too obvious.
The more colourful set certainly made whatever parts were exposed easier
to notice much to his dismay.
The panties he had worn here were in a new big pink paper bag with the
store's name on it. He could tell it wasn't the same bag as he had taken
with him last time since it didn't have any folding lines. Linda quickly
informed him why that was. "I have given you a new bag because the last
one was damaged. After all we only want the best for those pretty
panties you wore put here right. Next time you come visit I want to see
this bag and I want it completely undamaged understood? No folding lines
or any of that," she said sternly.
Mark felt his heart sink, there would be no more folding and hiding the
bag under his shirt. He would die of embarrassment carrying that thing
around in public. He wanted to protest, but he couldn't he didn't dare
to not to this amazonian woman and especially not with as far as he knew
the only key to his cock hanging so seductively between her ample
breasts, catching the light perfectly. He was pretty worn out by the
constant control and restraints on his life. So much that he didn't have
the courage left to fight relatively minor things like this bag.
"Come home safely sissy and remember feel free to come by at any time.
Even if you don't buy anything we are happy to have you," Linda mocked
while waving at the embarrassed youth who quickly picked up the huge
pink shopping bag and left in a hurry.
As soon as Mark was out of the store Linda gave John a quick phone call.
"Hey John, your sissy just popped by again and we have given him a
little customers loyalty gift. A little cock cage. There is place to put
your name on it but considering the situation I thought you would want
me to wait with that."
Like she had thought John wasn't really happy at first. He snapped at
her which made her want to punch that son of a bitch so bad. Sadly she
couldn't do that. After all the sissy was his, or at least mainly under
his control so doing that would probably mean losing her only client so
far. Besides she had to stay friendly to anyone with an interest in
keeping a sissy. A pervert like John might have connections to people
with similar tastes and if he was satisfied with her service he would
certainly pass the word on. After all there weren't many sissy
speciality stores. You could get some things at a sex shop, but as far
as sissies went her shop was the only place to go. The only problem was
gaining some recognition and a client base now.
It was hard for Linda to stay calm, but she managed, explaining that
there was a courier on its way with the other key. She also explained
some other things to John and gave him some new ideas. It was hard sweet
talking to such a bastard, but it was for the greater good. By the end
of their conversation John was laughing loudly and thanking Linda
profusely for the cage and the ideas. Seeing now how it had indeed been
a wonderful gift on her part, one he couldn't wait to exploit.
Linda was happy she was pretty certain that John would only have good
things to say about her store. That and she had managed to convince him
to try out the chastity for at least a few days. With the tips she had
given him she was pretty sure he would see only benefits and never
actually bother using that key which was just perfect. Sissies should
not have access to their cocks.
Chapter 8
Today Mark was luckier than last time. The bus pulled over right as he
walked out of the store, so he could instantly get off the street. He
quickly stepped inside avoiding the disgusted gaze of the bus driver and
walked on with his head held low towards the first available seats
avoiding all glances and hoping no one would notice him.
He was only a couple steps in the bus when he suddenly heard someone
call out, "Hey sissy." Beside him. Instantly he turned his head towards
the side realising that he was starting to react to that name as if it
was his own. He had been called sissy so much lately and honestly, he
did feel like one. He just didn't expect some random strangers to know.
Well the bag did make it pretty obvious he guessed, but was it really
that clear? Did his clothes hide so little?
Looking at where the sound had come from, he instantly recognised the
two girls from yesterday who burst out giggling as soon as he looked at
them. "Oh my god Jenny, you are right. His name might actually be
sissy," the black girl with her tightly braided hair said to her blonde
friend with a short curly and rather cute pixie cut.
"Of course I am, I always am Shayla. You should know that by now. I mean
it is pretty obvious," the blonde joked back at her friend.
"Well I guess you are right on that one, it isn't that surprising but
still, who names their son sissy? That's just so weird. They must have
seen it coming big time," Shayla laughed playfully punching her friend
for stating how she was always right.
"Why don't we just ask him? I mean you wouldn't mind answering a few
questions would you sissy? So why don't you come sit right here in
between us and we can have a nice chat. You could go sit elsewhere, but
then we would just have to ask loud enough for the whole bus to hear,"
Jenny said as the two girls moved slightly apart giving Mark a narrow
space to sit in.
Mark nervously looked around the bus before finally deciding to go sit
in between the girls. He felt vulnerable squeezed between these two
girls. Only a few weeks back he would have love it but now it was just
embarrassing. Less embarrassing than having them shout for the whole bus
to hear though. This wasn't ideal by any means, but what could he really
do about it? Lately his life had just become picking between the lesser
of two evils and this wasn't any different.
"So sissy, have you really been born this way?" Jenny asked with a
giggle. "Also, you better answer our questions, or we are just going to
assume you didn't hear them and ask them way louder," She casually
added, realising that Mark was very embarrassed and it was a perfect way
to control him.
"Nooo! I wasn't, not at all and I am no sissy," Mark replied just a
little to defensive allowing the girls to deduce just how ashamed he was
about all this.
"Well you certainly look like one hell of a big sissy to me, I can't
imagine any guy I know wearing a bra and stockings or walking around
with a bag like that. Hell, I can't even imagine any guys I know would
go near that ridiculous store. So what's your excuse sissy?" Shayla
laughed.
"I...it's not like I want to, I am being forced. I don't have a choice,
now can you please stop asking all these questions?" Mark stammered
embarrassed.
"Hmmm no, and I don't believe you. There is no one forcing you we have
seen you on the bus here all alone two days in a row so quite lying to
yourself. Now let's have a look in that bag and see what you are coming
all this way for," Jenny said and pulled the bag out of his hands before
Mark could object.
She fished out the panties and held them up for the three of them to
see. "Really? That's it? You came all the way out here to buy a pair of
panties? I mean I have to give it to you. They look ridiculously sissy,
but come-on," Shayla instantly reacted.
"I don't believe it either sissy, so tell us, what have you actually
bought there. So tell us what have you bought and you better tell the
truth cause I will know if you lie and if you do I swear to you know
that you will be sorry," Jenny threatened.
The constant threats had basically trained Mark to panic whenever he was
threatened again. Even now here with Jenny although she had nothing to
actually threaten him with. The pressure and short flair of panic where
enough to make Mark confess to what his true purchase had been. "Okay, I
bought a full set of lingerie which I am wearing now. The panties are
just what I wore to get here," he said hoping the questions would end.
Instead things just got worse as Shayla Exclaimed. "In that case we just
have to see." Without a warning she pulled up the hem of his T-shirt
till over his head. Not giving Mark a choice to do anything at all. He
tried his best to claw his T-shirt back down, but Shayla's grip was to
strong, besides what use would it be? There was no way they had missed
what he was wearing.
The loud giggles coming from both girls pretty much confirmed that
thought. "Oh my fucking god, unbelievable, I have never seen anything
like this before. I couldn't even imagine something more sissy if I
tried. Did you know they even made stuff like this Jenny?" Shayla
laughed.
"I certainly didn't, I mean that store was obviously not meant for any
girl in her right mind, but this? Well I guess it takes a real sissy to
even consider putting on something like this. Look it even has holes for
the nipples," Jenny replied pinching one of Marks nipples, making him
winch, just to prove her point.
"And that belt, just look at how tight it is. I bet it makes his waist
smaller than mine even," Shayla laughed before dropping Marks T-shirt
again.
Jenny was quick to open up his pants however. "If the top part of the
set looks like that it really makes you wonder what the bottom part
looks like, don't you agree?" she asked.
"Most definitely, I bet it's even worse," Shayla replied grabbing a hold
of Mark's wrists, preventing him from trying to keep his pants shut
while Jenny was working on them.
A minute later Marks pants were open, and Jenny's eyes instantly went
wide. She had a direct view of the pink chastity cage sticking through
the rose shaped hole at the front of Mark's panties. With a morbid
curiosity she tapped the hard metal cage with her finger nail.
"Oh my fucking god. Is that what I think it is? I have read about such
devices in a history book. Something to prevent guys from having sex
before marriage or something. Why the hell do they even still make such
things? Well If it even is something like that. Sissy explain what the
hell that metal thing is and why you are wearing it," Jenny asked with a
shocked curiosity.
Mark just wanted to cry. He didn't know what to tell them, he didn't
want to tell them anything. He just wanted to cry and crawl in a hole
somewhere. He wasn't close to home yet though, so it didn't look like he
would have a chance to escape these girls any time soon.
"I...it's a chastity device. It is locked on, so I can't touch my cock
and I hate it. That awful lady at the store forced it on me and she has
the key. She said it was titanium or something so there is no chance I
am getting out of it. It's way too small and it hurts even when I am
soft," Mark whined spilling his guts to these two girls who were
tormenting him.
They both went quiet for a moment before Shayla spoke up again. "So let
me get this straight. You have no way of getting out of this thing
before the store lady opens it with the key. You can't touch your cock
at all and it is uncomfortable to wear. That sounds cruel and somewhat
awesome at the same time. Jenny just imagine getting that scumbag of a
brother of yours into one of these. I bet he won't be spying on us
making out if he can't even touch his cock."
"You might be onto something there Shayla, but there is no way he would
let us lock him into one of those things. Not in a million years. I can
see how it could be nice though. If he had to rely on us for an orgasm I
bet he would be willing to do a lot, all my chores for instance. He
would probably be nicer to me as well, like stop calling me bro because
I chose a short hairstyle," Jenny replied imagining what it could be
like.
"Maybe we could even get him so far as to wear a pair of panties if he
is locked up long enough. Then you can call him sis, or rather sissy,"
Shayla said, and both girls burst into a fit of laughter. Mark didn't
see the joke though. That just sounded horrible, he was too consumed in
his own misery however to really think about it. His pants were still
held open and his caged cock remained on full display.
"That would be just too good. Imagine my brother as a pathetic sissy. If
he couldn't get off I might even like making out in front of him just to
get him all frustrated. Like sissy here said this thing is uncomfortable
when he is soft, just imagine what it would be like when he tried to
grow hard. It would serve him right though for perving on us. An
automatic punishment every time he gets worked up. Still it's all just
wishful thinking," Jenny said sounding just a little disappointed.
"Hmmm well not necessarily, I imagine the lady from sissy's shop might
have some tips of how to get your brother into one of those. I mean we
can always try and pop by that store sometime to ask her. We could
promise that if it worked and we got him so far as to wear panties that
we would make him buy all his stuff there. I mean it's not guaranteed
but it might be enough to convince her," Shayla said giving it some
serious thought.
"Actually, that's quite a good idea, besides she obviously knows where
to get those devices, cause I for one don't have a clue. After all there
is no way we could succeed if we don't even have a device like that in
the first place," Jenny said actually giving the idea some serious
consideration. Especially now that a plan was starting to form.
"True, you know the idea of having our own sissy to boss around is
actually quite hot. Especially if that sissy is your brother. God I
would love to take some revenge on that bastard for always giving us
shit for being lesbians and of course because he is racist as fuck. I
wonder if he still has such a big mouth when I am fucking his ass with a
black strap on. We'll see how that bastard likes a piece of chocolate,"
Shayla said blushing instantly as soon as she noticed she was getting
carried away.
"Oops sorry, I kind of forgot we were still talking about your brother,"
Shayla apologised awkwardly.
"No big deal, besides I have to admit I kind of like the thought of you
giving it to him. The bastard deserves it anyways. Besides you know how
much I love when you take charge babe," Jenny replied with a hint of
admiration in her voice.
"Hmmm, I would fuck his brains out until he couldn't make an
intelligible sound anymore for you baby," Shayla replied obviously
flattered.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves though. We don't even know where to
get one of those things, or if it will even work. It sure is nice
thinking about it though," Jenny said popping the fantasy bubble they
both got carried away in.
"It sure is baby, so since tomorrow is a Sunday and most stores close on
Sundays I suggest we stop by on Monday and see if that store lady can
help us. I mean it is worth a try at least," Shayla said.
All of a sudden Mark interrupted their conversation. He had been glad
they were leaving him alone while talking about a brother or something.
It sure felt awkward sitting between the two of them heavily discussing
something while being completely ignored. Even more awkward since they
had kept his pants pulled open, but it was preferable to all their
intrusive questions.
They were nearing his bus stop however and despite not really daring to
interrupt he had to do something and so he spoke up. "Uhm excuse me
ladies, but I need to get off in just a minute," he stammered awkwardly.
Shayla and Jenny both looked at each other, then at Mark and started
laughing. "That's a good one sissy, I bet with that cage locked around
your little dick you won't get off anytime soon, certainly not in just a
minute," Jenny said which only extended the laughter, especially after
the saw Marks face turn beet red. This was exactly the reason he hadn't
wanted to interrupt.
"Well, what are you waiting for, close your pants and get moving sissy.
We wouldn't want you to have to walk an extra stop, now would we?"
Shayla Laughed as Mark awkwardly closed his pants in the tight space in
between the two girls.
The bus pulled over and he got up, relieved to get out. He was just
about to start walking when Jenny grabbed his wrist. "Hey, don't forget
your bag with your other pretty panties sissy. It would be a shame to
lose those now wouldn't it? I bet a pair like that is quite expensive
since it almost has to be nearly custom made," she said handing him the
bag.
Mark just took it and started rushing off, completely embarrassed, but
not as much as when the two girls suddenly shouted in union. "Good bye
sissy, see you next time and good luck getting off!" Before starting to
laugh loudly.
To his huge shame Mark heard some shocked gasps coming from other
passengers as they suddenly realised what he was. His fast walking pace
turned into a run as he literally fled the bus, but at least he had made
it out. Away from those cruel girls.
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