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He awoke to the alarm with a thick head and feeling quite exhausted, he
just wanted to go back to sleep, but he knew that she would be calling
soon. He got out of bed and glanced in the mirror; the nightie was
clinging to his hips just revealing the White panties which he had
actually worn all night. He was confused why had he done that? It felt
weird yet as he looked at himself his stupid locked up penis was eager
to start to pulse again, until hearing her movements in her bedroom next
door broke his foolish reverie and he hurriedly headed down to the
kitchen.
She smirked her odd smirk again as he gave her, her tea.
"Did you sleep well, Mummy's little sleepy head?"
William blushed immediately. "Yes, Mum." He mumbled his reply as he
quickly left the bedroom.
His shower was hurried and then to get dressed, he hated it, but he
didn't want to suffer her wrath, perhaps he'd just quietly go along with
it until she got fed up. He put on a pair of the bikini pants, they were
lilac and cotton and surprisingly comfortable. He chose the long, capped
sleeved top as the least effeminate and the loose shorts to go with it.
Then listening carefully, he could hear her in the shower, he picked up
the old shorts he'd found and the panties he'd taken from her drawer the
previous afternoon and scurried downstairs. He swiftly headed out of the
back door, down to the garden shed, which was by the back-garden gate.
There he concealed the clothes, ready for him to change into later,
before his nerve-wracking walk.
The breakfast process went as normal, the only difference being that she
produced some different vitamin tablets for him. They both started
taking an assortment of vitamins a few months before and it had become a
morning norm. Today she produced these new ones for him explaining that
she and her friend had bought them the day before, they were much
stronger and better for him and that they would keep him fit and
healthy. He didn't think anything of it, he had almost run out of the
previous ones anyway and his mind was too full of other things to waste
time thinking anything about them.
All too soon it was time to go for his walk, she was reading her paper
as usual when he headed down the garden path, diverting, this time into
the garden shed. Hurrying and listening all the time he took off the
diaphanous shorts and the cotton panties. Picking up the ones he'd
taken, he slipped them over his feet and began pulling them up. It was
only then that he realised that they had a satin coolness over the bum
and a translucent Lacey front. Pulling them up over his chastity was
both very revealing and teasingly sexy. What was he thinking, these were
his mother's panties not his, they could only be sexy on her. He
couldn't wear these for that man, could he? But then he remembered what
the man had said, he expected something pretty or he wouldn't take the
evil chastity off him. With a quivering sigh he picked up his old shorts
and began to put them on over them. They were tight, almost too tight a
wriggle to pull them up over his bum, he remembered now why he hadn't
worn them in years, they were ones he had had as only a boy. He breathed
in, fastened the button and pulled up the zip, yes they were tight, very
tight especially around the bottom and around his upper thighs, they
were a young boys shorts and looked it, but at least they were male
shorts. He peeped out of the shed to see if the coast was clear, then
quickly slipped out and through the garden gate.
The walk through the woods was quiet as usual, he seldom saw anyone on
the little path that took him that way. He tried to relax as he walked,
calm his mind, but the closer he got to the car park the more nervous he
was becoming. Eventually he got there, no one was about, it seemed to be
deserted, then he thought, that probably as soon as he went to the loo,
the man would turn up. Inside the toilet block it seemed that everything
was repaired with no warning tapes about, but of course now he couldn't
just pee standing up with that thing on now he had to use a cubicle. The
door was on this time and he gratefully locked it before he sat and
peed. There was no sign of the man. He tidied himself and washed his
hands, slightly worried, yet relieved in a way. Outside the toilet
block, he looked about himself and was on the verge of continuing his
walk into the dunes, when a voice stopped him.
"Did you miss me?" The man appeared close beside him, he came straight
up to him, put his arm around his waist and publicly kissed him right on
the lips.
William gasped, trying to push him away looking about himself in
embarrassment, but the man only laughed before kissing him again.
"Come on let's go for a nice walk baby." Before William knew it, the man
was holding his hand tightly, as if he was a child, almost leading him
on one of the inner pathways through the dunes.
William tottered along beside him in silence, listening in growing
nervousness as the man pointed out various flowers, badger sets and bird
songs. They walked for what seemed like ages, on this path, which
William realised he had never taken before, until suddenly they came to
a clearing. It was a flat area hidden in the middle of the dunes and
there they stopped, the man turning to him.
"So, have you been good for me baby? Are you wearing pretty panties as I
told you?"
William blushed a deep red, then nodded without a word.
"Show me baby, show Daddy?"
William hesitated, then reluctantly undid the button and pulled down the
zip on his shorts a little, revealing the top of his mother's panties,
"Take your shorts right off, let me see them properly." William
nervously did as he was told and slid them down to his feet, taking them
off and looking around for somewhere safe to put them.
"Here, give those shorts to me, I'll look after them for you."
William nervously handed them over to him.
He looked over William then, inspecting him, "Mmm, very pretty, are they
Mummy's panties?"
William gave a little embarrassed nod.
"Does she know you have them?"
William gave a pained expression, blushing deeply. "Noo," he whispered.
"No matter, it's a good choice, they look very pretty on you, don't
they?" The man smiled broadly.
William didn't answer.
"Now are you going to be good for me baby?" He noticeably fiddled with
the key dangling round his neck as he spoke.
"Yss," William mumbled softly, his eyes on the key.
"I have a nice present for you, my friend and I chose it yesterday."
William saw the plastic bag in his hand, he hadn't noticed it before.
The man put his hand in it and drew out a red garment with white spots
"Here, put it on." He handed it to William. It was a flared, pleated
miniskirt.
"God n, No, I, I can't, it it's a skirt?" William gave a whispered hiss,
recoiling from it in horror.
"It wasn't a question baby, you said you were going to be good and do as
you were told, it seems to me that so far you haven't been good." He was
stroking the key as he spoke, he could tell that William was already
desperate to be free of his chastity.
William gasped, blushing a bright red, then he, albeit reluctantly,
stepped into the skirt. He pulled it up to his waist, where he fastened
the button, before pulling up the short zip. It was indeed a miniskirt
it came to mid-thigh, but the flare made it appear shorter.
"That's better baby, now help me lay out this picnic rug."
He pulled the rolled picnic blanket from the same bag and shook it out.
William bent cautiously, terribly aware of the short skirt, as he
nervously helped the man lay out the rug so that it covered a flat
square in the little clearing.
"Kneel in the middle baby." He pointed to the centre of the rug and
William trembling furiously, did as he was told and knelt there.
Smiling crudely, the man approached William, unzipping his trousers as
he did so. Before William knew it, he was standing in front of him, his
trousers and boxers around his ankles, his half erect cock inches from
Williams face.
"Now Kiss it baby."
William recoiled in abject disgust and horror.
The man dangled the key in front of him. "Are you going to be good
baby?"
William half nodded, quivering, he just wanted to get it over with, get
freed so that he'd never see the man again. Glancing down at the man's
cock he took a deep breath. Swallowing the bile that was bubbling in his
throat before he tentatively leaned forward until his tightly pursed
lips touched the half hooded top of it.
"No, now you're not being a good baby are you? Come on, kiss it
properly, suck it like a lollipop baby."
William gasped, trembling in repugnance, then taking a deep breath he
leaned forward again, this time opening his mouth slightly. His lips
slid around the hooded end, in reality he couldn't taste much at all, he
kept thinking, lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, his tongue involuntarily
touching it as he nervously sucked. There was a slightly salty
smoothness that confused him and he sucked a little more.
Slowly it seemed to grow in his mouth, then a sudden series of things
happened. The man's cock grew and stiffened noticeably, his smooth shiny
mushroom head unhooded itself fully and the man's hands slid round
behind Williams head all seemingly at the same time.
Before he realised it the shiny wet mushroom was moving back and fore
over William's tongue and in total reaction William really did begin to
suck it like a lollipop.
"That's it, good girl, suck Daddy nicely, keep sucking baby."
William couldn't pull away from the man even if he wanted to, the hands
behind his head were controlling his movements totally. He continued
sucking, sometimes in an involuntary reaction, sometimes in a weird
submissive desire, it all confused him terribly.
Gradually the man's cock stiffened fully, William whimpering as the
smooth hot mushroom began to hit the back of his throat. The man's
climax was sudden and surprising to William, his cock pushed deep, cum
spurting directly down William's throat. There was no time to gag, pull
away or anything, there was no taste, it was all too quick, his swallow
an immediate reaction that left him burping softly and gasping.
"There's a good girl, Daddy's seed is in your tummy now isn't it baby?
You're digesting it already. Daddy is slowly becoming a part of you
isn't he?"
William just knelt there panting, he felt faint, hardly able to grasp
what had just happened, what he'd just done.
"Up you get baby, help Daddy fold our blanket." The man held out his
hand and William took it in a daze and he was pulled to his feet.
The blanket was folded and put back in the bag in seconds.
William nervously glanced up at him, feeling a horrible mixture of
disgust and confusion at his madly tingling little imprisoned penis. The
man had his mobile phone in his hand and he was texting rapidly.
"I'll have to go now baby; will you behave yourself properly for Daddy
tomorrow?"
He paused as he saw William's painfully confused expression.
"You know Daddy had to continually tell you today, so you'd better
behave, tomorrow hadn't you? You do want Daddy's lovely sexy toy removed
don't you baby?"
William's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, the man's broken
promise. "Pleease, pleeease, oh please," he whimpered.
"Well then. You know what you must do, you have to be a very good baby
tomorrow, haven't you?"
He paused again looking at William.
"Tomorrow I want you to wear your pretty panties again, but you must
also wear the lovely present Daddy's just given you too." He paused. "I
will be expecting you to wear your pretty skirt tomorrow baby and you
know that Daddy will be cross if you're naughty and don't do what Daddy
says." He paused again, as if he was waiting for William to take it in.
"Now I have to go. Bye baby."
With that he pulled William to him and kissed him again before leaving
in a flourish and leaving William standing there feeling dirty,
frustrated and distraught.
It took William several minutes to quell his self-disgust and pull
himself together, he just wanted to get home now, get away from this
awful place. He looked around for his shorts in increasing anxiety and
building horror, only to slowly realise that the man must have taken
them with him, leaving him to his immense humiliation, wearing the
short, flared skirt.
William was terrified, what if someone saw him dressed like this? he
could just about get away with the effeminate top but now with the
skirt, he was effectively fully dressed like a girl. He quivered in the
total embarrassment of it all and began to run back the way they had
come, his footsteps fuelled by the humiliation building within him.
His journey home was one of nerve-wracking fear, hiding behind every
tree and corner, acutely listening for and avoiding meeting anyone. He
was more than glad when he finally arrived in the security and shelter
of the garden shed. His adrenalin fuelled, fast beating heart, slowly,
painfully slowly, returning to normal after such a humiliating
adventure. He changed out of the skirt and his mother's panties then,
quickly putting on his own and the maddening diaphanous shorts again
before taking a deep breath to steady himself as he headed back into the
house.
His mother was in the kitchen again when he arrived, she looked him up
and down suspiciously.
"Where've you been?"
She had a way of speaking that unnerved him immediately and he found
himself nervously stuttering his reply.
"On, on, my walk Mum."
"Hmmm, I heard the garden gate open five minutes ago, where were you?"
He blushed a deep red, "Only checking in the garden shed Mum." He had a
sudden brainwave. "I, I was looking for the window cleaning brush."
Her eyes narrowed. "Why?"
He knew he was digging himself in deeper. "I, I, thought the kitchen
Windows needed cleaning, that's all Mum." He tried smiling, but it
didn't really come off.
"And did you?"
He looked at her confused. "Did I what Mum?"
"Hmmm, well did you find it?" He could see that she didn't really
believe him.
"Umm, no, umm, it must be in the utility room Mum." He tried his very
best to smile this time.
"Hmm." She looked annoyed. "Well you'd better make coffee first." And
she turned on her heel returning to her paper in the conservatory.
The day was full of chores, more so than usual even, he did have time to
swill out her panties that he'd worn and he'd managed to get them dry
amongst the other washing. The rest of his time was full of housework
and with the addition of cleaning the kitchen Windows too, yet his time
in the dunes and the continual nagging chastity continually filled his
mind, distracting him from his duties.
By bedtime he was exhausted, both mentally and physically, he didn't
even think when he put on the dreaded nightie and still wearing his
bikini panties he went to sleep immediately.
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