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Reader - this story follows my first series 'A Tale of Submission for
Linda' and its sequel, "The Evolution of Sub Linda." It is the fourth
book in my writings about the development of a part-time crossdresser
(Linda) into a full-time yet not transitioned presenting woman who is the
partner and slave of her wife.
This story continues some common themes from all my books (hint - the
music) and has elements that were suggested by my good friend and
sometimes submissive, Marci. I thank her for her enthusiasm and
encouragement. I'd also like to thank my supportive spouse for her
humour and advice as I put these stories together.
While this story will include some character and story background I would
encourage you to read them in order to better understand it.
I hope you enjoy The Ski Trip....
Chapter One - The Postponed Anniversary Surprise
Linda sighed softly into her gag as she continued to press her nose to
the now-worn spot on the kitchen wall. Behind her, dinner was in the
oven. The smell of fresh bread wafted through to the den where Lady
Patricia was knitting comfortably in the recliner. From her comfortable
position she was able to observe her well trained submissive standing
quietly in her 'resting' place. That spot on the wall was Linda's
default location and activity when in between tasks assigned in the
kitchen. She was in her serving uniform of fetish French maid with
ballet heels. Her months of training in those torturous shoes had
resulted in a graceful gait and amazing balance that allowed her to wear
them for longer and longer periods. She had put them on mid-afternoon
after finishing the silverware polishing and she would keep them on until
bedtime. If Mistress was satisfied with her performance today, they
would be removed for bed. The sigh was quiet not only because of the
lifelike dildo protruding deep in her mouth but also as a result of the
tightly cinched corset that crushed her waist. The corset training had
brought her pre-slave training waist from a reasonable mannish dimension
of 34" down to 24." Her punishment corset could further reduce her waist
to 21" and there had been hints that perhaps a 20" waist was possible.
For now, Lady Patricia seemed satisfied with the 24" daily waist and her
working corsets were all based on maintaining that standard.
Linda's musings were interrupted with the 'ding' of the timer on the
countertop.
"Does that mean dinner will be ready in ten minutes Linda?" asked Lady P
from her chair as she glanced in Linda's direction.
Linda paused in her path to the oven, turned and performed a graceful
curtsey which in lieu of a "yes ma'am" provided the answer to her
Mistress.
Soon after Linda delivered the first course of dinner and poured her
owner's Merlot. With a nod, Linda lowered herself to the cushion beside
Lady P. Despite the confinement of the corset which induced an erect
posture, Linda found the position comfortable and it was good to get off
her feet for a while. She waited patiently to see if she would be dining
with her Mistress or eating later. The answer came shortly as Lady P
leaned over and carefully removed the gag.
Once dinner was complete, Pattie asked Linda to bring the tea to the den
and to bring a cup for herself.
For the next couple of hours, they conversed and watched the news. Aside
from the garb of Linda the scene was one that was repeated throughout
their neighbourhood although their home was likely the only one with such
a clear understanding of roles.
As their newscast ended, Patricia muted the TV and turned to Linda.
"I know you feel the same as I do about the self-isolation we have had to
endure for the past four months." Linda nodded as Pattie continued
without waiting for a reply, "I am ready for another adventure." The
reference to 'another' was related to their abbreviated kink cruise with
their good friends Mistress Jane and Master Rick.
Lady Patricia continued, "I have been conversing with Jane and Rick as
well as Mistresses Beth and Eve. I feel like we didn't get to really
celebrate our one-year kink anniversary. With the continued threat of
COVID, I don't feel like going on a cruise at this time." Again, Linda
nodded. There was no need for her to provide input as she knew that
whatever Lady Patricia had planned would be her fate.
"We've decided that we will not only celebrate our kink anniversary but
will combine it with a reaffirmation of our marriage vows." At this
announcement, Linda gave a puzzled look at her mistress. "Linda dear,
come next month we have been married 36 years and since I have come to
understand your crossdressing history I know that the day we got married
you were not only excited to say our vows but you were secretly picturing
yourself in my gown. Am I right?"
Linda smiled and replied, "You are absolutely right my Lady. I think
most crossdressers fantasize about wearing a wedding dress. I would love
to be allowed the opportunity to wear your dress if you wouldn't object
and if it would fit and suit me. That gown was gorgeous!"
"Oh sweetheart, you misunderstand what I am giving you. Not only are you
getting re-married in a wedding dress but you are getting the whole
experience. I have decided your matron will be Slave Marci and Slave
Heather will be your bridesmaid. Master Rick will give you away. The
wedding service will be a small but exclusively kink affair. I will not
reveal all the details at this time but here are some highlights."
As Lady Patricia spoke Linda was listening with one ear as she began to
fantasize about wearing a beautiful gown. Although she knew where Lady
Patricia's gown was, she had never dared take it out of the garment bag
never mind try it on. She instinctively knew that a wedding dress is a
very personal item and represented not only the clothing but the wedding
experience. She remembered watching Pattie walk down the aisle in that
gown, there was an aura of happiness around her. Linda remembered the
veil being lifted and she remembered when during the first dance he could
feel the corset beneath the dress. That night in the hotel room, the
slow removal of the gown was like opening a precious gift.
A sharp sting of a crop on Linda's exposed thigh snapped Linda out of her
daydream.
"You silly girl!" exclaimed Lady P. "I don't think you heard a word I
said, did you?"
"No ma'am," admitted Linda. She didn't bother with an excuse as she knew
it was pointless.
"Go to the corner now," ordered Pattie. "Maybe you will listen better
from there." Linda scurried over to the punishment corner where a large
dildo was installed at the perfect height. As Linda licked her lips to
moisten them and settled the cock into her mouth, Lady Patricia began her
explanation again. This time Linda paid sharp attention.
"After talking with my fellow dominant friends, we have decided that we
will have the wedding at Whistler. The Canadian government has loosened
the COVID restrictions and allowed some recreational facilities to re-
open. The eight of us will live in two chalets that have a common room
between them. The wedding will take place in that room. We leave in two
weeks. Beth's salon and Eve's store are not yet ready to open so they
will be able to get away. You have two weeks to find a gown and have a
bachelorette party. The relaxed rules on gathering sizes will allow you,
Slave Marci and Slave Heather to get together at our place. I will allow
you to cater the event so that you don't have to cook. Finally, rather
than fly, Master Rick will drive us to Whistler. The rest of the wedding
party and guests will make their own way there."
With a gentle slap on Linda's ass as she strolled past to refill her wine
glass, Pattie asked, "Any questions?" Knowing the question was
rhetorical and impossible to answer due to the size of the gag, Linda
remained quiet. "Excellent," said Patricia as she poured the wine. "I
think I will enjoy one of my movies tonight since you are indisposed. If
you disturb me, I will strap one of your legs to your thigh so I highly
suggest you keep quiet." With that, she picked up a set of handcuffs and
competently secured Linda's arms behind her back.
As Lady P watched her movie, Linda reflexively sucked on the penis to
keep the drool from escaping and she fell into a dream like space as she
pictured herself in a long white gown. She made herself a promise to
lose some more weight between now and their departure. She wanted the
dress waist to fit the 20" waist her mistress had once said might be
possible.
Chapter Two - Wedding Plans
The next morning after providing her mistress with a VERY pleasant wakeup
call and serving breakfast, Linda donned the casual clothes laid out by
her wife.
As she stepped into her 5" (now the minimum standard) heels and checked
her purse, Pattie joined her beside the hallway mirror where they checked
their faces. Satisfied with what they saw, Lady P led them into the
garage and around to the passenger side where Linda paused. Knowing the
drill, she set her purse inside the SUV, turned around and presented her
arms behind her back where Pattie quickly secured them with an armbinder.
In no time the elbows were touching and a gag was installed along with
the blacked out sunglasses. Pattie then guided Linda into the customized
seat that was patterned after the one in Jane's vehicle. After buckling
Linda and then preparing herself, Pattie casually hit the garage door
opener and drove away.
Linda settled quietly in the seat, comfortable that her plight was not
visible to others through the tinted windows. She listened to the radio
as her owner navigated the streets. Traffic in this post-COVID world
remained light as many businesses were in the process of restocking or
amending processes to comply with new regulations.
Lady P's SUV pulled up smoothly in a laneway behind a strip mall where
three other vehicles were already parked. After opening the passenger
door, she snapped a leash on Linda's permanent collar and led her to a
solid metal door with a camera mounted above it. Their arrival must have
been noticed as before she could press the door buzzer, an electronic
lock clicked and the door popped open. Leading Linda through the
entrance their stilettos echoed on a tiled hallway. At the end of the
hall Pattie strode into a large mirrored room that had a low dais in the
center and comfortable chairs along the sides. Several gowns were
displayed on mannequins.
While the wedding dresses displayed were on mannequins, the two live
models were equally immobile. Located on either side of the doorway that
Lady P and Linda had entered were Slaves Marci and Heather. Both were
wearing identical long gowns and gloves. What made them different from
the usual wedding attendants was the reason for their stiff presentation.
Both were bound tightly with multiple 1" white straps from ankle to
foreheads. Much of their lower faces were covered with leather panels.
Their bulging cheeks and watery eyes attested to the severity of the gags
inside their mouths. The extreme posture collars and bondage ensured
their focus was on the dais.
Seated comfortably and sipping on mimosas were Mistresses Eve (from
Hidden Pleasures) and Beth. Both dominants stood as Pattie arrived and
after casually draping the leash over a convenient hook, Lady P gave each
a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Welcome Pattie," said Eve and she turned towards the two bound slaves.
"We have been waiting patiently for the guest of honour to arrive,
haven't we...slaves?" Marci and Heather turned their eyes towards Lady P
and made some noises behind their massive gags.
"Trudy is just rounding up another sample for the bride to be" said Beth.
She strode up to Linda and with a look back at Pattie for permission,
removed Linda's sunglasses. As her eyes adjusted to the light, Linda was
able now to see where she was and despite the unusual circumstances of
bound slaves she was elated to be there. She glanced over at Marci and
Heather who despite their bondage attempted to say hello and smile.
Just as Pattie was being handed her own refreshment, a vivacious redhead
strode into the room. She was mostly hidden by a wedding dress which she
quickly and competently hung on an empty mannequin. When done she walked
gracefully in her high heels to Lady P and give her a warm welcome.
"So good to see you Patricia," she said. "It's good to see you again
Trudy," replied Pattie.
Trudy continued, "Sit down and take a rest, I'll join you and we will
catch up and rest our feet. I don't know about you but the older I get
the more heels seem to bite." With that, the four dominants sat down and
chatted. The three slaves stood in their towering heels and silently
laughed about the pain of wearing heels, none of them would trade places
with their dominants.
The conversation turned to details of the wedding but before too much was
said, Pattie paused Trudy. Standing up, she removed something from her
purse and stepped over to Linda. Stroking her hair aside, Pattie
competently inserted efficient ear plugs.
Returning to the sofa, Pattie outlined her requirements for the dress.
"This wedding is a crossdresser's ultimate fantasy and I am not concerned
about expense." This comment brought a smile to Trudy's face as COVID
had effectively shut down her salon. This sitting was the first business
she had seen in months. As wedding couples decided on when to begin
planning again, business would continue to be slight. She hadn't
officially opened and this sitting was being done behind the scenes as a
favour to her fellow dominant and the transactions would not be on the
books nor would the photos or video now being filmed for Lady P's later
viewing be in the store's annual catalogue.
Pattie continued, "I am more than willing to have Linda try on as many
dresses as required. I do have some requirements. The waist must fit
her punishment size of 21 inches." Before she could continue, Marci let
out an audible gasp. Both Eve and Beth immediately leaned forward and
picking up devices on the table, pressed the buttons. Both slaves let
out a squeal as Eve snarled, "One more peep out of either of you and both
of you will feel what this feels like when it goes from 4 to 10!" She
turned to look at Beth and nodding, both pressed it once again. This
time the slaves jumped as much as they could in their bondage but did not
make a noise. Linda observed this with a puzzled look as she could not
hear the conversation.
"Thank you ladies," said Lady P and, "if I may continue," as she looked
at the two now contrite slaves, "I want the back to dip low enough to
display the tattoo that Linda has here." She touched a spot between the
shoulder blades. "The hem will need to accommodate the bridal ballet
shoes I had delivered to you" Trudy nodded that she had received them,
"and I want a veil that will hide the gag she will be wearing down the
aisle. It should not be visible until I lift the veil at the altar.
Will that be a problem?"
"Not at all," said Trudy. I have some samples in the store room and I
know I have one that was used for the same purpose by a local Master for
his bondage bride last year. I also have a couple of corsets here that
will suffice for the fitting today. I understand you need the
alterations done no later than ten days from now, is that correct?"
Lady P nodded and then remembered, "One more thing, I have another
requirement. Linda will be wearing an armbinder so a train won't be
required as she won't be able to manage it. Oh, I also want the inner
crinoline to be sewn so that her stride is limited to 10." Her walk down
the aisle will take some time to navigate." As the dominants laughed,
Pattie continued, "I am sure that there will be plenty of strong arms
should we need to get our bride up or down any stairs."
As Pattie finished stating her requirements Eve spoke up. "Pattie dear,
I have that special order armbinder here today. My friend Leigh was able
to have it shipped here from Island Pleasures."
As Trudy stepped out to seek the veils and corsets, the dominants
gathered close to examine the armbinder. The two bound slaves stared
straight ahead as drool began to appear below their gags. Linda tiptoed
in a circle as she looked at each of the gowns on display. All were
beautiful and she couldn't wait to begin trying them on.
Chapter Three - The Fitting
Trudy returned to the fitting room. In her hand was a leash and at the
other end was a fit looking man in a well cut suit. His arms were
carrying a stack of veils. His face was hidden behind a leather mask and
his mouth covered by a muzzle gag.
"Here we go ladies" said Trudy as she pointed first at a table where the
male slave carefully set the garments down and then at a corner where he
strode, turned and stood silently with his arms at his side.
"Don't mind Jakobm" said Trudy, "he will keep quiet and he is VERY well
trained. I will use him to install the corset on lovely Linda when it is
time."
As the dominants examined the armbinder and the veils, Trudy plucked
Linda's leash off the hook and led her away to a change room to begin the
fashion show. As she passed her husband she curled her finger and he
mutely followed.
Trudy led Linda to a spacious changeroom where she removed the ear plugs
and then the gag and handed it to Jakob. She told him to go clean it and
told Linda to strip down to her bra and panties. Receiving a nod from
Jakob and a "yes ma'am" from Linda she left to collect a corset, the
ballet shoes and the first dress.
In short order she returned to find Jakob standing outside the room with
his back turned to Linda to protect her modesty and Linda was standing as
ordered.
As she admired the beautiful Phoenix tattoo on Linda's shoulder, Trudy
said "Welcome to your bridal fitting Linda. You are about to experience
that special moment that brides will remember for the rest of their
lives. Lady Patricia has given me some guidelines but I will expect you
to provide feedback on each dress you try. This won't be a speedy
activity and I want you to try on every dress I give you even if you
think we found the right one already. Have a sip of water and we will
begin."
Trudy first put a corset liner on Linda and then wrapped the corset
around her, snugging it enough to keep in place while she helped Linda
slide some hose up her legs and then step into the boots. Tapping Jakob
on his shoulder, she beckoned him into the room and pointed first at the
boots and after they were done up, to the corset. Taking the laces in a
gentle but firm grasp, Jakob began drawing in Linda's waist. She soon
realized that this corset was a serious item and her breath rapidly
became labored. Jakob stopped and lightly tied off the lace. Trudy
stepped up and using a tape measure tutted. "No no no, this won't do.
Linda dear, you are only at 23, and I need you at 21. I guess we will
need to get serious about this waist!"
With that statement, she led Linda over to a trapeze bar hanging from the
ceiling. Anchored to each end was a suspension cuff that she expertly
attached to Linda's wrists. When done, Jakob began cranking the bar
upwards until Linda's heels were beginning to lift off the floor.
Signalling Jakob to stop, she had him undo the temporary knot and take up
the slack now visible in the corset. She admonished him to go slowly and
gradually the corset began to close. Linda's vision was going blurry
when she heard Trudy order Jakob to stop and tie off the laces. Another
measurement revealed that the corset still needed a half inch to meet the
goal. Linda groaned as Trudy said, "We'll let you settle into the corset
before we give it another go." Through her discomfort, Linda managed to
wheeze out, "Mistress Trudy...please...." Trudy quickly stepped closer
and signaled Jakob to be ready on the crank. Anticipating a request to
loosen the corset she was surprised when Linda managed to complete her
sentence... "Please take me down to 20. I want to surprise my
mistress.." Trudy chuckled and said, "You brides are all alike. All
right, we'll try and if we are able to get there I will keep it a
surprise."
With that Jakob fastened Linda's ankles to a single leather cuff and
anchored it to a ring in the floor. He then cranked the bar higher until
Linda was drawn tight. Trudy pointed to a corner and Jakob silently
moved to it. She slipped around to Linda's front and gave her a small
sip of water. "Beauty doesn't come without a price dear bondage bride.
Relax and let gravity and the corset do their work. I'll be back in a
few minutes.." She left to join the other dominants. The room became
silent except for the slight pants as Linda attempted to breathe and the
creaking of the corset as her lungs attempted to expand. Jakob looked on
silently.
Thirty minutes later Trudy returned and ordered Jakob to tackle the
corset again. Slowly and with great care, he was finally able to get
Linda's waist down to the 20" she had asked. Somehow Linda was able to
manage to get oxygen into her severely compressed body and she was
lowered and released from the trapeze. With a stiff gait caused by the
corset, boots and recent bondage she moved to the center of the room
where with assistance of Jakob the first dress was raised up her body and
loosely secured. Trudy confirmed the waist would close if all buttons
were done up and they proceeded to the viewing room. With Jakob's
assistance again, she was lifted onto the dais which was slowly spun to
provide her audience with an all-round view. Despite positive reviews,
Linda was uncertain and she returned to the change room for the next
gown.
As predicted, Linda found her perfect dress with the third choice but was
a trooper and tried on all eight offered gowns. Each had their merits
but the third one was the one that made her gasp. Trudy assisted her
back into it for the final viewing and this time with all buttons and
zippers done, returned to receive Lady Patricia's blessing.
The dress was an A-line with a sultry V-neckline and a perfectly designed
lace bodice. The stunning horizontal lace pattern in the middle, defined
Linda's nipped waist and topped a tulle skirt that fell gracefully to the
floor. The long lace sleeves ended with single finger loops.
The dominants were effusive in their praise of the dress and Lady
Patricia confirmed that it met all her requirements. She did not feel
the need to inform Linda of the crinoline requirements that would
restrict her stride. While Linda had been dressed for the final reveal
Lady P had selected one of the veils to accent the dress. Linda would
not see the veil until her wedding day. As Linda was about to alight
from the dais for the final time she glanced over at the two slaves still
bound at the doorway. Marci had tears of joy streaming down her face and
as fast as she was able, Linda stepped over to give her a hug. Her
actions evoked a chorus of ohhs and ahhs from the crowd.
Once dressed in the clothes she had arrived in, Trudy whispered to Linda
that her waist size was a secret but she offered advice that Linda work
diligently to reduce her intake over the next two weeks. Returning to
the viewing room, an appointment was made for the final fitting.
It was an excited group of dominants and a tired group of submissives who
left the salon.
Linda was excited to wear the dress at HER wedding and she was looking
forward to seeing Master Rick's expression when he saw her for the first
time.
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