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A Change of Lifestyle Part 10 By Sandy Paris Continuing story about the changes in lifestyle that Chris was experimenting with, helped and encouraged by his wife. Now comes some humiliation, some new shoes and a little chastity. Then he spends the night with Jess! Chapter 32 - Tattoo and a little humiliation We were expected at the tattoo shop and the girl doing my design explained the process and checked the design. I stripped off my trousers and pulled down my panties. I decided against tights but the panties were obvious to the tattooist. Just before we were to start Victoria whispered to the tattooist and they stepped away and spoke in hushed tones. "Chris, I have asked if the design could be modified a little. I am not going to tell you how but it will be just as elegant and almost the same as you selected. It's just that you have to consent and I would like you to trust me and consent without seeing it. Remember I will never do anything to harm you. Consider it an act of trust." I turned to the tattooist and said, "Okay, I agree do whatever my wife asks." It was sore even a little painful and took some time. I could not see what was happening but Victoria watched intently. It was in the same place I had agreed but what it would look like I had no idea. "All done," said the tattooist and helped me to sit up. "I suggest that you stand and check the mirror over there." I did as she suggested. The design was exactly as I had decided on the left side of my pubic area but rather than be as discreet as I had intended it was half the size again, about 1?" across." Not so discrete, in fact not discrete at all. "Wow," I said. Victoria looked apprehensive. "It's as I intended just larger. It's done now so no point in looking back. I like it." I did like it. It was what I wanted and what Victoria wanted rolled together. And it could not be undone. It was beautiful. The tattooist gave me care instructions and followed that by saying, "You are brave to have something so feminine and I suspect that you and your wife love each other very much. When you come back for your next one you will have to tell me about your lifestyle it sounds interesting." "I think that this one will be enough thank you." "I doubt that somehow. There will be more than one butterfly, as the butterfly in you comes out. Remember that we do tattooed eyeliner and piercing as well. Perhaps you would like a new ring for the septum piercing I noticed." "Maybe another day," said Victoria. I said nothing. As we were walking back to the car down Victoria stopped outside a shoe shop, something having caught her eye. "Look at those heels," She pointed and I spotted a pair of red patent court heels and the heels must have been five inches. "You could always use more heels and those are so sexy and I love the height. They would be amazing for your legs. They are also on sale at a bargain price. Come on let's go and try them on." "No please don't do this. I can't go in there and in any case I'm wearing socks," I whined. Victoria thought for a minute then pointed to a bench nearby. "Sit there, don't move and don't chat anyone up." I sat and kept my head down. Five minutes later she was back with a bag containing a pair of knee highs, a pair of tights and a pair of hold up stockings all in the same nude shade. "Okay. I said that I wanted to push and you agreed knowing that there might be some humiliation. You were great today and I know that nose ring is bothering you. But I have an idea. We are going into that shop and you are trying on those shoes. It will be easier without socks and with hosiery of some sort. So you have a choice. Put on the knee highs here and now or pick the stockings or tights and go change in the toilets. Which is it to be?" Putting on the knee highs would be easy but in public, wow. Going to the toilets to change was a difficult choice. I took the bag and walked off to the toilets. Five minutes later I was back and handed Victoria the bag. She checked the contents. "You went with the tights I see." "Yes. It made most sense. I was worried that the hold ups might slip so I chose the tights. I'm a bit nervous about anyone seeing them under my trouser legs." "Nonesense. Well done. Come on." With that she marched to the shoe shop. It was one of those with the shoes displayed up to waist height and the various sizes in boxes on the shelves below. Victoria found the shoe that she had seen in the window and checked the shelves for my size. She handed me the right shoe and looking around I nervously tied it on. It fitted and she handed me the other one. They were fine, but I was worried about the staff and other customers seeing me so whipped them off. Victoria put them in the box and tucked it under her arm but also kept hold of the shoes that I had been wearing and wandered off down the aisle. Here I was in stocking feet and no shoes. I scampered after her. A short way down the aisle she spotted a pair of black peep toe shoes with an ankle strap and heels of a similar height to the red ones that I had just tried. "Sit and try these on. You'll need to sit to do up the straps." Shaking I did as I was told. I did not see the shop assistant approach but I heard her asking if we needed help. Victoria responded that we were managing fine and I saw the girl look at me puzzled and walk away shaking her head. "I would get a move on if I were you. She might be back with the rest of the staff to check you out." Fastening the straps was hard with shaking hands but I managed and stood up. These too were a good fit and I noticed the assistant looking in my direction. She mouthed, "Okay," and I nodded. "Do you want to wear them home or change?" asked Victoria. I took them off without replying and handed them to Victoria. She picked up a black leather knee length boot with a 3 inch heel. She just looked at me and handed one over. By this point I was nearly in tears. I was ashamed and worried about what might happen next but I took the boot and pulled it on. It fitted really well and so did the matching one of the pair. I stood and pulled down my trousers over the boots. I realised that despite my shame and humiliation I had an erection. It wasn't that I did not care or want to get away, I was in overload. Victoria knew that I was keen to get away and said, "Do you want to wear them home?" My response was about to be, "Don't be stupid." But something in me had snapped and I have no idea what or why I decided what I did. But I said, "Actually, yes I will wear them home and turned to walk away." Victoria saw the assistant who had spoken to us and headed for her. She explained that we would be taking three pairs and wearing the boots. I did not hear the rest of the conversation, but followed and stayed nearby trying to be inconspicuous. The sales assistant rang up the sales and Victoria prompted me to hand over my credit card. The assistant looked at my name and dealt with the sale. She leaned over towards me and whispered, "You are very brave and I bet that you have another name. Anytime that you want more shoes come back and ask for Natalie. I would be delighted to help you again." I nodded but said nothing and headed for the door only to hear Victoria say, "It's Missy, his other name. Thank you Natalie." I could not get back to the car quickly enough although the heels did slow me up a little. I'm not sure that anyone actually noticed that a guy had high heeled boots on. We did not speak on the way home. When we got home Victoria starting pulling our clothes off as soon as we had closed the door and she fucked me senseless. She lay back satisfied. I thought back over what had happened. It had not been as bad as I expected but even so it was humiliating and what is worse it turned me on a little. About 30 minutes later she said, "I'm sorry that I was so forceful but I knew that I had to do that and it turned me on so much. I have no idea what comes next but I know this is great and from your reaction it turned you in as well." "I have no idea where this is going but I do like it. It's just a lot to take on as it comes at me." "Don't worry I won't hurt you, but we are going further. You have a friendly shoe sales woman now and I'm sure that the tattooist was right, before long you will want another one. Maybe even your own tits." "Don't be stupid I could never hide them. Do you want me to have tits?" "I know that you like playing with mine so don't be selfish. The day you ask for them I suspect hiding them will not matter." "I could maybe hide small ones." "If you get them you will not be hiding them, trust me. Now get dressed in something sexy and girly." I did dress. I put on the yellow 50's style dress, did my makeup and put on the red heels. When Victoria saw me said, "I like the look and I love what those heels do for you. Clearly your legs were made for high heels darling. She was correct I did like the heels. I have no idea why but then again I was a man wearing a wig, make-up, earrings, lingerie a dress, nail polish and 5 inch heels. Somehow I had got used to them. They did not bother me too much, I could wear them for long periods, albeit only in the house, and they felt good. "I love them. I see that you are not wearing a corset." "I know I just decided to go without. I like these heels and I do like a higher ones now that I have got more used to them. Especially after my week being dressed and wearing them almost all day." We sat chatting with a glass of wine. "We don't have any plans for tomorrow so we can play. Remember though that I am away next Friday and back the following Tuesday." "I thought that you were going to see your friend Gina on Saturday." "I am and I have the days off but they wanted me to see someone in Manchester that same week so I suggested that I go and see them on Friday and I can go straight to Gina's from there. You should be okay on your own. I'll go to work Tuesday morning straight from Gina's and be home that evening." "Of course I will, although I will miss you." "I suggest that you have dinner with Jess one evening." "That is a good idea. I'll do that." "Can I trust you though? "That's not fair and you know it. It was you that she had a crush on not me." "Yes I know I was just joking but given how bloody attractive and sexy she is when she is away from work you might change your mind." "I hope that you are joking." I looked forlorn. "Although I don't know about sex, we have never been apart that long." "That is true I will be as randy as hell by the time that I get home. I suspect that you will be as well. Mind you, you can always dress up sexy watch some porn and play by yourself." "Well I may deal with such matters but not porn." "Perhaps I should get you one of those make chastity cages to make sure you don't play with yourself, or anyone else. I read about them in some of those stories on line. You would certainly be ready by the time that I got home." "Now you are kidding. Preventing me from getting an erection for almost a week? That could be painful." "But I would know that your honour was intact. "Are you serious? "No, just kidding. The thought popped into my head. It might be interesting. They are not expensive and you could try it out and in any case it would only be five days not a week. "If you had one I would try it out but I would keep the key and would not be wearing it for more than a few minutes." "Okay it's a deal. It might be fun, it might not but we will never know unless we try it." "You are serious." "Yes, but given all of the things that we have been doing it is nothing that odd surely. I'll leave it up to you. Order one if you have the courage, and we will use it your rules. Okay." I went to my laptop and started a small job that I had to do and checked bank stuff. I did go onto the internet and looked at the cock cages. It might be fun and I would be in control, Victoria would not be cruel to me. In some ways in would show her that I was into trying new things and to extend our fun. I placed an order for a clear plastic one. I also did not tell her about it. We had a long lie in on Sunday morning. Victoria went for the papers and asked me to start breakfast. "Don't put on a dress today. What about your black nightdress and negligee. But perhaps the corset and stockings and of course the makeup and wig." She was away longer than I expected but I had coffee made and was dressed as she had suggested with the black peep toe ankle strap heels. "That is some outfit. It is a shame that the nightdress is so long that you don't get to see the effect of those wonderful heels on your legs." After breakfast I started clearing up and was sitting reading the papers when Victoria came into the room. "Would you do me a favour and try this on please." She handed me a very short night dress perhaps it could be called a baby doll. It was cream with black lace trim. It fitted around the bust and was elasticated under the bust and was only just long enough to cover my panties. It came with a sheer black short robe. "I haven't seen that in many years." "It was at the bottom of my drawer and I had forgotten about it. I should have given it to you a long time ago." Now my stockings and suspenders were on display and the effect of the heels was apparent. "Back to your papers darling." She wandered off. In the mid afternoon the door bell rang and I started to panic but Victoria went and I heard her say, "Thank you," to whoever was there before shutting the door. It's a parcel for you darling as she came into the room. I was only expecting one thing and blushed red from head to toe. She saw the look on my face and gasped. "You ordered one didn't you? Can I open it, please?" What could I say? She split the tape and pulled out the cage. "Oh darling this is beautiful and thank you. Please let's try it on." I just nodded and she sat back on the couch. I stood and she pulled my pants down. There was a problem, I had a huge erection. "That won't really do, please go and get some ice." "But surely you could make it go away." "Yes I could but the point of this is control surely. Now get the ice," I came back with some ice cubes wrapped in a cloth. My erection soon went away. Victoria inspected the rings and found one the correct size and snapped it in place. "Oh my I am so hot right now that I could come with the lightest touch. Are you ready?" "I suppose so but promise that it will only be for a short time."! "Okay. Now quiet whilst I get this on." She placed my penis into the tube and attached the top to the ring around my testicles. Then snapped the lock in place and let go. It was weightier than I had expected and there was no mistaking that it was there and I quickly started to get hard but was prevented from doing so. "Victoria it's on, now you've had fun please let's take it off." "Yes it's on and I think it looks amazing. You need to leave it on for a little while at least or there is no point in it. Please come and lick me I am soaking wet. I spent about half an hour between her legs I've lost count of the number of times she came. By the time she had been satisfied I was aching for release and pleaded with her. "Thank you for that it was great but I think that we should leave this on for a while, image how much you will be able to enjoy when it comes off." I knew that this would happen why did I put myself in this position? I went to my home office but could not concentrate on work. I opened a browser and started look at cross-dress stuff. Then I found some images of Tgirls. They had breasts of all sizes, some looked like guys but others it would be hard to tell if it wasn't for their penis. They came in all sizes too and there were one or two wearing cages, just like mine. And it was at that point that Victoria walked in and saw what I was looking at. "I don't know what to say. Do you like them?" "I was just checking out some cross-dressing stuff and ended up here." "Some of them are beautiful. Some I see are in the same boat as you at the moment. I was about to release you but now I think that I should wait a little while longer." Two hours later I was invited to join her in the bedroom and after another twenty minutes of oral service she freed me. My cock sprang to attention and was soon put to good work. During our recovery we discussed what had happened and agreed that my being locked up and then released made me very effective in bed. "You have no idea. I could not think about anything else all of that time. At some point it was like I was in a trance it was somewhere that I have never been before." We chatted some more and agreed that I would use it again but that I would control the keys. I now know that Victoria agreed but she knew that for it to be effective I could not control my own release and it gave her a huge sense of power and control. Chapter 32 - Chastity and absence On Friday morning Victoria was up very early and getting ready to leave for the weekend although she had packed the night before. She called to me to remind me that I was going to take her to the station and that we would have to leave in an hour. I showered and was starting to dress in a pair of black opaque tights, black panties with a matching camisole top beneath a dark dress shirt and slacks. Victoria came into the room. "How are you? Recovered from our games last night?" she asked. "Yes darling I'm fine and I'm going to miss you." "I know you will but you have things to do, you can relax a little and take Jess out to dinner tomorrow." "I will still miss you. I cannot remember when we were apart for 24 hours never mind five days. Five days without sex!" "You could always watch some porn, get dressed and take yourself in hand." I was shocked. "That is not fair. I rarely watch porn even if you are around. I will just wait for you." "You masturbating is a matter for you, its natural it's just that we screw so often neither of us does it. I could always fit your cage." "No way, that would be unfair. There is no way that I could wear it for five days." "Yes you could. Think how much you would be ready for me when I got home. I could always hide a key so that if you got desperate I would tell you where it is and you could release yourself. That would turn me on. In fact I am wet just thinking about it I have no idea what i would be like if we did it." "The difference is that you could take matters into your own hands." "I could. It's unfair of me I know but it does turn me on." She walked away at that point. I sat on the end of the bed. I was sad. I would miss Victoria and I also felt that I was letting her down. I had ordered the thing after all. But five days? I followed Victoria back to the kitchen. "Remember when you dressed me as a Goth and we got carried away with the piercings. That turned us both on. Then you forced me to try on the shoes and I flipped and walked to the car wearing those boots?" "Yes of course I remember. We were both turned on and we both loved the sex. You quite liked the humiliation too once you accepted that you liked it. Where is this going?" "Do you really want me to wear the cage whilst you are away?" "Would you really?" "For you because I love you I will." With that we went back to the bed room and pulled down my clothes and fitted the chastity cage in place. "I will conceal a key somewhere. Thank you. I love you." Soon after that we set off for the station. After dropping Victoria off I headed to make a couple of calls on clients and reached the office about lunch time. Just in time for coffee and a sandwich with Jess. I had not forgotten that I was wearing the cage that would have been impossible and at times it was uncomfortable. I found myself fidgeting to get comfy. By the time that I reached home that evening I was going nuts. The cage was the only thing that I could think about. I went to the bedroom and stripped off. I checked the cage closely and then stood looking at myself in the mirror. There is no doubt that it aroused me but the result was painful. I decided to dress. I put on the nude corset with the breast forms, a pair of nude stockings with the nude heels and then tightened the corset as tight as I could. I did my makeup very dramatic and thickly applied. I added the black wig. I pulled on a silky knee length robe and again stood in front of the mirror. I knew that the sight would be arousing and so it proved even if I was constrained. I pulled on a pair of French panties and discovered that they were much more comfortable over the cage than tights and tight pants. I painted my nails. I went get myself some food and a glass of wine. Then went to my study and called up some pornography. I tried various types, heterosexual, lesbian, bondage but nothing really caught my attention until I ended up watching some Tgirl stuff and that did hold me, and turn me on and humiliate me. After about an hour I found myself wondering about living as they did. My penis was driving me nuts. The phone rang and broke the trance that I was in. It was Victoria, "Hi darling just to let you know that I have arrived safely. I had a good meeting and am at Gina's. How are you?" I told her that I was fine and we spent a few minutes chatting about our days. "I assume that you are still okay with 'it'?" she asked. "By 'it' I assume that you mean the chastity cage that I am wearing and that is causing me discomfort? Well it is still on." "Okay thank you for that it has been driving me mad thinking about it. What are you wearing?" "It has been driving me mad too." I described my outfit. "So you have dressed purely for yourself and done the whole thing knowing that I will not be there. You have come a long way. Do you want the key yet?" "No I don't want the key. Actually I do want the key but I am not going to ask for it yet. I want to try and prove myself both to myself and to you." We ended the conversation soon after that. I watched some more Tgirl porn. When I went to the loo I tightened the corset a little more. About 10pm I decided to go to bed. I kicked off my heels got into bed dressed as I was without taking off makeup and laid back. It took me a long time to get to sleep. My mind was a whirl of sex, feminine clothes, heels, breasts, Tgirls, piercings, and tattoos and of course the cage. Looking back I think that something else gave way that night. I don't know what it was but there was a change and a greater acceptance to what I had been doing with Victoria. Sure she had pushed but I had done quite a lot of my own accord. I fell asleep wondering what was next. I slept later than normal for which I was grateful as there was a real pain as my erection was striving to establish itself and I was being squashed inside the cage. I stripped off everything that I was wearing, except the cage, removed the now messy makeup that I had slept in and jumped into the shower. It was cold to start with and I normally wait for it to heat up but this time the cold stopped the erection. After showering I went to get dressed. I gave it little thought and did it on autopilot. I dressed in a corset, stockings, French panties, a short skirt and a sweater. I had added the breast forms of course. I stepped into the pair of black heels that were going to be impractical and sat to do my make-up and hair. I decided against a wig but brushed my own hair back and put it into a high pony tail. It was not that long for a girl but my hair was far longer than most men wear it. It looked okay. I had not given any thought to the fact that I was going out to dinner with Jess that evening. I made some breakfast and then got on with housework. I changed the beds, did laundry, dusted and cleaned including scrubbing the bathroom and kitchen. By the time I had finished it was about 3.30pm so I made a cup of tea and sat on the couch. I had been so busy that the cage had remained largely forgotten. I did not like it but was determined to see it out. The next thing I knew was waking up because the phone was ringing and I assumed that it would be Victoria but it was Jess. She sounded upset. "Chris, I'm sorry to ring you this early but I've had a row with my Dad who is drunk. He tried to hit me but I ducked then went and grabbed my stuff for this evening and left. I know that we were not going to meet until later but I don't have anywhere to change and hoped that you might let me come to your place." "What now?" I replied a little shocked. I was still dressed. "Yes, is that okay?" I looked down at what I was wearing, "Actually I'm not ready yet so it's..," I did not get to finish as Jess interrupted me. "Chris, I mean Melissa, I'm sorry. I guess that you are 'dressed'. It's okay I'll phone Julie and see if I can go there." Now I felt bad. Clearly Jess had contacted me because we had arranged to meet anyway and that made sense, now she had a problem and was turning to her 'older brother' for help and I was going to let her down. She knew that I dressed and had seen my sop what difference was it going to make. "Jess, I am 'dressed' but that does not matter. You have a problem and I want to help. Where are you?" "I'm at the cafe near your house." "Okay. Come on round I'll put the kettle on." She must have ran as the doorbell rang five minutes later. She was dressed in jeans, a sweatshirt, a coat and no make-up. She had a holdall and it was obvious that she had been crying. "Are you okay? Chuck your bag and coat over there and I'll get the tea and you can tell me what happened." She made no comment about how I was dressed. Over the next hour she explained that her father had been out all night and had come home drunk at lunchtime. He had confessed to playing cards and losing money. He demanded that she get him some more booze, that he was going to have a nap and then she was to make him dinner. When she told him that she was going out that evening he called her a slut, told her that it was her job to take care of him and do whatever he needed. When she told him that was not her job he tried to slap her but because he was unsteady she managed to duck. She had locked herself in her room, packed a bag whilst he was banging on the door calling her names. When he went quiet she slipped out and had gone to the cafe and been sitting there trying to decide what to do. We spent a long time talking about what she could do and reached the conclusion that she should try to go and find digs possibly with one of the other hairdressers. By the time that we got to that point it was after 6pm. "We should get ready if we are going out," I said. She looked thoughtful for a minute. "Missy, Chris, I know that Victoria is away and you asked me out because you were on your own. You dressed today and I know that you would not go out as you are. We don't have to go out. We could stay here, get a take-away, chat and maybe watch a movie." I thought for a minute or so. "Okay if you are happy with that, but remember, I'm a married man!" "I did not mean to suggest anything inappropriate." She looked slightly offended. "I was joking" "Okay. I'm like a scruff compared to you. Would you mind if I got changed into something smarter? And I could do your hair if you like." With that she went away to get her bag and went to the spare room. Twenty minutes later she reappeared and my mouth fell open. She was wearing a purple dress that flared and stopped mid thigh. It showed a good deal of cleavage and her legs which were encased in sheer hose and looked very long helped by a pair of purple heels with an ankle strap and very tall heels. Her hair was swept bag in a French braid and her makeup was light but stunning. "Wow, you look fantastic." "Thank you kindly. Now are you staying like that?" "No I need to catch up. I'll go and change." "Give me a call and I'll do your hair and make-up." I changed into the yellow 1950's dress with a corset and matching underwear. I put on the nude heels to match the stockings. Jess appeared at the door and without looking in shouted, "Knock, knock. Ready for me?" I sat at the vanity unit. Jess found a set of heated hair tongs, produced some hair gel and her combs and set about styling my own hair. She did my make-up. It was light and colourful, the hair was tightly curled and framed my face and I looked incredible. "Wow thank you, it looks great." "Yes it does. You have great features, dare I say quite feminine. You look gorgeous. Can I snap a picture?" "No" was my speedy and terse response. "Actually I was going to say that I would use your phone so that you could show Victoria." I blushed. "I'm sorry Jess of course you can. That was rude of me and I should know to trust you by now," She took a couple of pictures. Then we went and ordered food and opened some wine. After eating we continued to chat and demolished a second bottle of wine. By 10 o'clock there was very little that I didn't know about Jess - her relatives, very few of them, school, college, boyfriends, her feelings about girls and her ambitions. They were simple. Work in hairdressing and as a beautician, possibly go to work in the media, TV or films and if that did not work out have her own salon. Kids did not feature in her plans. She also knew a great deal about Victoria and me. I was comfortable with her. I felt sorry for her situation with her father but there was little that she could do except to try to find an alternative place to live. We decided to watch a film and sat side by side on the couch. We ended up with our arms around each other, almost cuddling. When the movie finished I noticed that she had tears in her eyes and I was puzzled as it was not a particularly sad story. "I'm sorry. It's not the film. It's being here like this with you and knowing that you are someone that I can confide in and trust and who likes me. That is new for me. Thank you. But I suppose that I had better go home." "No I don't think that is a good idea. It's late, you have been drinking and who knows what sort of reception you will get. There is a spare bed here and you should stay." She smiled at me. "Thanks big, brother, sister. Oh you know what I mean." I slept well because I had been distracted and not really thought about the cage. I was in the bathroom when the phone rang. It was Victoria. "Hi darling. I tried to call last night and missed you. I guess that you were in the restaurant. We went to a club last night and it was too noisy to call. How are you?" "I miss you and I'm fine thank you." "Did you enjoy your evening with Jess? Did you behave? Where did you go?" "Yes I enjoyed my evening and of course I behaved, I'm almost offended that you have to ask." "I was joking. Where did you go?" "We did not go anywhere we stayed here. There was a crisis with her father so we had a girl's night in talking." "A girl's night in?" "Yes. I will explain all when you come home. You know that I was locked up so even if I had wanted to do something that would have been difficult." "I was joking." "Well she spent the night and is still in bed, I guess. Going home is going to be difficult for her but we will sort it. I've just heard her moving so I'd better go." "Okay. I'll call you tonight and you can fill me in on the details." I went and made breakfast. We talked about her going home and I agreed that I would take her and assure her father about where she was and see how things went. I dressed in my guy's clothes. It felt odd and the tights that I wore held the cage close and that made things uncomfortable. We went to see her father and he was okay. He apologised and I assured him that Jess had been with Victoria and I. I know that was not true but thought that it was better for him to believe that and would cause less of an issue for Jess. When I got home I changed into stockings, much more comfortable with the cage. I spent the rest of the day working at my desk and knew that would give me lots of free time during the week and it kept me somewhat distracted. Victoria called that evening and I explained what had happened. I even sent here the pictures that Jess had taken. She was shocked that I had been so open and willingly to share my being dressed with her. I was amused by that. She had seen me several times and been to the club with us. On reflection the cage had had an effect upon me. Well other than the one that kept me from getting hard! Chapter 32 - Victoria returns home Monday and Tuesday were normal days in the office. Of course I was dressed as Chris with normal guy's clothes but underneath I wore panties, a camisole and a suspender belt to hold up my stockings. This made the cage slightly less uncomfortable. I kept busy to keep my mind away from thinking about anything that might start me to become erect but in truth that thought was never that far away and I was constantly distracted. On Tuesday I left the office mid afternoon to go home and change and to get some food ready for Victoria arriving. I decided to wear the white and purple dress, nude stockings, supported by the beige corset and nude heels. That dress was a little too tight for the breast forms so I was only padding the corset out with the fillets. I did my make-up and nails and then tried to repeat what Jess had done with my own hair. It was not too bad. I prepared a salad to go with the steaks and had everything ready when I heard the door. Victoria had dropped her bags and ran to the kitchen and squeezed me. "Darling I have missed you so much." With that she stepped back to look at me. "Well I see that you look lovely, a corset, gives you a great figure but a modest bust." "Yes the forms were just too big for this dress." "You look great and the hair is good too. How did that come about?" "That was Jess's idea on Saturday. I'll tell you all about it. Do you want a glass of wine or to eat?" "No. I have been going crazy thinking about sex. I've not touched myself and have missed the sex but the thought of you locked up has made me slightly mad." "How do you think I have felt? I suggest you go to the couch, remove the panties and let me help you out." With that we moved to the lounge and Victoria stepped out of her panties and handed them to me. They were soaking as was she. I spent about twenty minutes between her legs and at one point she passed out for a few seconds. I cannot tell you how much pain I was in with the erection trying to burst out of the cage. "Thank you darling I can't tell you how good that was. Get the key." "Where is it?" "In the little pot on the coffee table." "It is a miracle that I was never in there. Although even if I had found it I would not have used it. You asked me to do it and I gave you my word. But please take it off." She fetched a warm wash cloth and removed the cage and wiped me down. It was slow to react and then became painful as it got hard. She slipped her lips over it and my knees buckled at the warmth and I came. It took us both by surprise. It left me shattered. After about an hour and a glass of wine I felt better. We ate and dashed to bed for the rest of the night. I have no idea how many times we made love but it seemed like a continuous process and it was great. Late in the evening Victoria went quiet for a while and was clearly thinking. "I don't think that we should play with the cage again. Tonight was fun but I know that you suffered and I don't want to do that again." "I think that it made me very compliant and light headed. It never left my mind and when Jess rang me I just accepted her seeing me dressed. But I think that you are right." "Okay, so now spill the beans about your evening with Jess." We spoke for ages about what we had done and what she had told me. "I like her," said Victoria and then she told me about her weekend with Gina. They had been to dinner, a club, gone for long walks but mostly just chatted. "I enjoyed the weekend, apart from missing you, it was fun. Actually there is a three day conference in a couple of weeks, I have some business in the city so it might be a good idea for me to go up there for a week. Would you mind?" "No I suppose not. If you need to go for work you could kill two birds with one stone. I will be fine, without the cage." Then we cuddled and fell asleep. The rest of the week was quiet. We both worked hard but took it easy during the evenings. I didn't dress, apart from underwear and hosiery, but we had lots of early nights and sex, catching up on what we had missed. Victoria asked if I had plans for the weekend and as I didn't she suggested that I dress up. "Do you have any suggestions?" I asked. "Go all out Friday and everyday wear during the day and we will see where it goes." So late Friday afternoon I put on the black 1950's dress with appropriate underwear and my highest heels. I used the black wig, long false nails and did a very dramatic evening make-up. Then I went to start prepping for dinner and chilled plenty of wine. Victoria clattered through the door laden with bags her handbag and laptop case. "Sorry. I should have made two trips to the car." "What do you have in those?" pointing to the bags. "We'll check them after a glass of wine and dinner. I'm off to change." With that she disappeared and returned soon after wearing stockings a very elegant nightdress, robe and heels. She had sorted her hair and freshened here make-up. She was truly a beautiful and sexy woman. We ate dinner and chatted about work. Once we had cleared away we took our wine into the lounge. "I was at a meeting until lunchtime and decided to walk back to the office. I passed a very fancy charity shop and saw a suit in the window so I went in. It turns out it was your size and not mine. I spent ages browsing and ended up spending a small fortune, but only a fraction of what the stuff would have cost new. Want to look?" She came back with a beautiful evening gown. It was floor length, with a halter neck, deep cleavage and shimmered with blue sequins. "This is for me for the next dinner that we have. The rest are for you." She showed me a two piece grey wool business suit. It had a knee length skirt and was neatly cut around the knees. The jacket was double breasted with a shawl collar and could have been worn with or without a blouse. It was very smart. Next was a one piece red jump suit. It was tailored so it would fit neatly, had a deep V front and slightly flared trousers. I was slightly surprised that Victoria would buy me anything with pants but no one would ever confuse this with being masculine. It was beautiful and could be worn for an evening out of for a smart occasion during the day. The next item was inside a garment bag and when I drew down the zip I saw an evening gown. It was a blue grey, mainly chiffon. It had a full skirt attached to a neat fitting strapless bodice but the upper half was covered with what looked like a lace blouse and sleeves that stopped at the elbow. It was stunning. "Wow that is beautiful." "Yes it is. Let me drop your zipper and you can try it on." I turned round and Victoria pulled down the zipper and I stepped out of the dress. Victoria had taken the evening gown from the garment bag and hanger. I stepped into it very carefully. It was obvious that it was well made and that it was going to fit very well. Victoria pulled up the zipper and fastened the little button behind the neck. The length was perfect and I felt a million dollars in it. We both admired it and agreed that it would be a great outfit for a dinner event. "There is one more thing for you but it won't really go with that dress." She produced a pair of purple suede court heels. They looked incredible mainly because the heels with very slender and at least five inches tall. I could not resist trying them on and held onto Victoria's shoulder as I stepped into them. She was right, they were the wrong colour for the dress and the hosiery was the wrong colour. They would need nude or a matching purple. "They are so high but very comfy. I'd love to wear these." We fooled around a little more and had an early night and lots of dirty sex. The following morning Victoria and I got up at the same time. I dressed casually in a skirt and blouse. Naturally I put on a wig and light make-up. I added a pair of heels and went to make breakfast. Victoria had to go out and I had a couple of hours to myself. It gave me the chance to do some house work, some laundry, some office work and check our finances. I decided to do some advance dinner preparation but before doing so decided to slip on the new purple shoes. The black tights that I was wearing would never do so I switched them for a pair of nude gloss hold-up stockings. The extra height of the heels made my legs look good although they stretched my calves and I knew that it would take a little time for my walking to adjust. I went to the kitchen and made a start and chilled a little wine. About half an hour later Victoria arrived home. She had several bags of groceries which I stated to unpack whilst shed went to change. I handed her a glass of wine when she returned and she sat on one of the stools. It was then that she noticed the new heels. "Aah, I see that you have the new heels. They make your legs look terrific, very sexy. Can you walk in them?" "Yes but I will need a little practice." We chatted about lots of things before having dinner and heading to watch some TV. I wore the new heels for most of Saturday with various outfits, but it only actually went with black clothing that I had. The heels were surprisingly easy to master ad they did make my legs look good. On Sunday I wore the red jump suit. Naturally I wore appropriate underwear and tights and my red heels. I wore the blonde wig and did my make-up fairly light. When I checked the mirror I looked great and oh so feminine. I was amazed that I could be wearing trousers but there was nothing masculine about the look whatsoever. I liked it. As I was checking myself out I realised that I was spending more of my time in a skirt than trousers and this outfit might tip that back. Victoria was astonished at the look. "You are actually beautiful in that despite the fact that I cannot see your legs. No one would know that you weren't a girl looking like that." "Well that is not something that we are going to test," was my response. We had a fairly quiet day. We both did some work and we had several sessions of love making. After that last one I slipped on a robe over my underwear but kept the heels on and went to make dinner. We sat watching TV and I noticed Victoria checking out my legs. I could also see her deep in thought and after a few moments she said: "You once mentioned buying me some ballet boots. Perhaps we should get you a pair if you like heels that much." I did not say anything. About half an hour later Victoria looked at me and asked, "I really need you, I really need your tongue. Please get me off again." I was happy to sit on the floor at the edge of the bed in front of her and run my tongue up her thigh. As I was doing my work she had her hands on top of my head, stroking and touching me. What she sad next made me gasp. "I would like to buy you a pair of ballet boots, if you would like. They are not cheap and would take some getting used to, but it might be sexy. As long as you promise to make every effort to walk in them, although I know it will take time. I suggest that you think about it because the deal will be that you make every effort to walk in them, in fact, to wear them for a whole weekend. If you don't succeed I will burn every item of feminine clothing that you have and lock your cock away for months." It did not really take any time for me to think about it. I had turned a corner. I would like to try the heels and if I did not succeed it would not be because of lack of effort on my part. Either that or a broken limb. "Okay I agree." "Wow. That was quick are you sure?" I paused with what I was doing to answer, "Yes," before getting back to work. "What you are doing and the thought of that is really making me horny. If you succeed and let me take you out somewhere wearing them I will get my nipples pierced." That blew me away. Pierced nipples would be so erotic but the thought of me having to wear the boots outside made me shudder. And with that Victoria shuddered for the first, but not last time that evening.