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Philip Saunders and William Gooch had been childhood friends and known
each other since kindergarten. Now in their early 50's they were still
the closest of friends. They were actually a bit more than close friends,
they were in fact lovers and had been it seemed like forever.
They had gone to the same schools and then on to university where they
both excelled. Philip had gone on to become a very successful financial
advisor and William had gone into real estate. Both now were quite
comfortable with their respective businesses doing very well. Coming out
as gay early would have affected their reputations and definitely
destroyed their ability to do business in the conservative State in which
they lived.
The fear of how others would react to them being gay and how they would
be treated plus having no wish to hurt their parents, who would have felt
shamed. Neighbours and friends would have looked down their noses at
them as had been witnessed in cases where members of other families had
come out as gay. Such was how homosexuality was seen in the county where
they lived.
But all this did not stop them finding a wife for which neither of them
felt any guilt about despite being unfaithful to them. In their own way
they loved and respected their wives and how they felt about each other
somehow had no bearing on how they felt about their wives.
They and their wives, Pam and June, would get together every Sunday
afternoon, whenever they could, where they enjoyed family barbeques,
meals out, or in summer, family outings. In this way Philip and William
got to see each other regularly without any suspicion falling on them.
Pam was Philip's second wife, she was 34 years old and had been his
secretary/PA. His first wife Gale, who had initially been Philip's
partner until she bore him two girls and became a stay at home mum for a
while until she found another man and filed for divorce. Pam had
deliberately set out to ensnare Philip and he proved far easier then she
had first envisaged and in the end had also given up work since bearing
Philip their son five years earlier.
William and June had been married for almost 10 years and had a young son
who was the same age as Philip and Pam's. She had been introduced to
William by Pam. Both wives had been, so far, faithful to their husbands
but if anyone in their circle were asked they would have said that both
ladies liked the lifestyle and especially spending their husband's money.
Not that it bothered either husband as money was not an issue whereas
having a wife was the perfect deflection from any suspicion of
homosexuality. In fact Philip had encouraged William to marry June for
that very reason.
Sunday afternoons around the barbeque with a beer the conversation always
seemed to turn to politics and this Sunday was no different. The country
was now into its fourth term of the same President, people said it could
not happen, but it had, some said democracy had gone out the window, but
in their region people continued to vote him in. The country was now
divided so much that it almost felt like two separate countries. Laws
differed from State to State, what was OK in one was illegal in another.
The Saunders and the Gooch families lived in what was known as the Bible
belt. This was the President's country where the people loved him and
despite him now only appearing on TV, he had not been seen in public for
the past six years, the State had voted him in with an 80% majority. The
other 20% were convinced he was dead and the country was being run by his
family. If they voiced this openly they feared that by noon the next day
they could well be hanging from the old oak outside the courthouse in the
capital.
The country was in the grip of a huge religious revival and these zealots
had so much power now that a lot of their own odd interpretations of the
Word had become law. All schools had to put aside time for religious
teachings. They now held the majority on all council's State wide and
were influential in having a say in how the State was governed. Should
anyone disagree with their wishes all they had to do was click their
fingers and an army of vigilantes were at their beck and call. Between
counting their donations and collecting taxpayer salaries they felt it
was certainly better than working for a living.
The death penalty was back, abortion was once again illegal, and although
it was not the law segregation was also back with a vengeance, same sex
marriages were finished and two men being caught together in any way that
was deemed a sexual act meant a lengthy jail sentence for those who could
not afford the price of rehabilitation training or a time in a Sissy
Guidance Schools. The sentence received would be handed down by a
religious leader, who was always the preferred judge in these kinds of
cases. Most judges believed rehabilitation was impossible so all of the
accused were either sent to prison or were sent to the sissy guidance
schools.
It just was no longer safe to be part of a minority in the Bible belt.
In Philip and William's case that meant being caught was not something
they took lightly. They had never been unfaithful to each other with
other men. Theirs was an unusual relationship and oddly they had never
been attracted to other men. It now seemed such a long time ago since
they decided that they would come out as a couple when Gail divorced
Philip but that plan changed when the new laws against homosexuality came
in. It only drove them deeper into hiding.
Philip and William had their own special place, where they met once a
week. Meanwhile it was Sunday afternoon, they were in Philip's garden
and both men were by the barbeque with a beer in hand getting things
ready, the ladies were sunning themselves by the pool in skimpy bikinis,
which other than wishing they were wearing them, were wasted on both
Philip and William. The kids were playing in the pool.
They were discussing the upcoming November elections and William was
questioning how was it possible for the same president who despite the
marvellous advances in medical science should have been in his grave at
the very least ten years ago was still a candidate. They both laughed as
they said they had now seen the same footage over and over of him on TV
for the last three elections but mumbling different words. They both
agreed it was ridicules, but in truth cared less right now as they were
just content to be in the moment and in each other's company.
The ladies had promised a fashion show after all had eaten and Philip and
William had to pretend that they could not wait. So as they all sat
around the outdoor table with drinks both ladies appeared on the veranda
wearing their newly just arrived Summer Volunteer Sissy Strike Force
uniforms. This was not what the men had been expecting, but both of
Philip's daughters who had never shown much affection for their
stepmother were now, it seemed, in love with her.
Philip thought to himself as he looked at William and raised his
eyebrows, the cap is the same, the shirt is the same except for having
short sleeves, the trousers are gone to be replaced with knee length
shorts that still appeared to have the same ridicules amount of pockets,
same lace up boots with workman like socks, everything in the same kaki
green and of course the belt. No difference here, all the usual
equipment hanging from it, handcuffs, flashlight, extendable baton, a can
of mace and last but not least a Taser.
The Sissy Strike Force came into being by church groups and although it
was not fully recognised in law it was hugely supported by the populace.
Their role was to seek out homosexuals and put an end to what they termed
unnatural behaviour. June, whose father was a church minister, ran the
local unit and through him June had enlisted Pam. Philip had always
encouraged Pam to join a club or find an interest but he never had the
Sissy Strike Force in mind, he was thinking more of maybe a walking group
or even the bridge club.
The evening wore on and as the alcohol began to take effect on the adults
and with the children now inside watching TV or playing in their rooms
the conversation began to get a bit heated. William was always quite but
not so Philip and as the two ladies had not changed back to their casual
clothes but were still in their uniforms he began to get annoyed watching
them strut about.
June loved the power she believed the uniform gave her and she and Philip
often got into arguments about the "Force," he saying that people should
be free to love who they loved no matter, she saying that it was
disgusting that men behave like that, him arguing back that it has been
happening since the beginning of time and she telling him that has been
far too long and it did not matter in what period it was stopped as long
as it was stopped.
Pam did her best to change the subject but June was having none of it.
She was determined to tell the Philip of her last capture. She conceded
it was not like the old days when the Force were finding gays on a
regular basis, now it seemed they had become more secretive and gone
further into hiding but that only made it more satisfying in finding
them. It was now almost three months since she had found her last
culprits.
"He was an older man, a bank manager," she said, "actually the same age
as you Philip, when, after hearing rumours the Force put him under
surveillance. We finally caught him whilst he was having sex with a
young male teller in his office where we had installed a hidden camera.
Faced with the evidence he did not have a leg to stand on and he was
sentenced to the standard ten week Sissy Guidance School course, which of
course his wife could pay for. Only wealthy wives could afford to send
their deviant husbands to sissy school," she confirmed.
"I just love ferreting out gay married men who have spent decades
deceiving their wives," June said, "the poor teller got a five year jail
sentence."
"Surely it's illegal to plant a camera in someone's office?" Philip
queried.
"Oh, it's easy enough, there are plenty of judges who are pastors that
will supply a licence to trap a sissy," June answered, "besides, does it
really matter as long as the filthy deviants are caught."
Philip replied, "I cannot believe that just because a woman in a silly
uniform catches a man in what you believe an unnatural act he is just
going to roll over and let himself be arrested."
"Actually, Philip," she replied, "when caught in an unnatural act with
another man they behave just like rabbits caught in a spotlight, the
fight goes completely out of them and they really will do as they are
told. You would have to ask a physiatrist why this occurs. It is only
later when they get put into a holding cell that they realise the
predicament they are in that they start to protest and by that time it's
too late."
"To be honest June," he said, "I really do not want to hear any more
about your bank manager."
But June was right into her story now and Philip, whether he wanted to or
not, was going to have to listen to what happened to the bank manager.
So she continued, "Of course once found guilty he became a registered
sissy and as such would immediately sign everything over to his wife.
Once convicted sissies are not allowed to own property, have a bank
account and even their passport became invalid, they also lose the right
to vote. It is like they never existed. He and everything he possessed
became the property of his wife who usually now becomes suddenly very
wealthy."
"His first week at the School was all about changing his appearance.
Drugged to the eyeballs he was given treatment to remove bodily hair,
then had laser treatment to remove facial hair, this included eyebrows
which were then tattooed in nice thin arches, then lip treatment to give
him that pouting look so popular with gay men. Botox was administered to
smooth out wrinkles and the bank manager needed lots," she laughed. "So
stage one was to give him a feminised face. His ears were pierced and
sleepers inserted."
"Anyone who knew him could still recognise him as the bank manager," June
continued, "and with the daily dose of drugs and sessions with a
hypnotist repeatedly telling him that he was now a sissy and from now on
he would be belong to his wife to do with him whatever she wanted to do."
"It seems sissies were very susceptible to hypnosis and are easily
brainwashed," she said, as she smirked at Philip. "Of course hanging
over his head is always the threat that he could be removed from the
Sissy Guidance School and send to prison at any time if he does not
conform. But he would spend one week in prison anyway as part of the ten
week course, every sissy does. This further underlines their submissive
status where servicing inmates became a daily routine for them."
"After his week away in prison he came back completely subdued and fell
into his routine of learning how to keep house for his wife and
everything that entailed. No one would have thought it possible," she
said, "but it is amazing how a man can be changed so completely in just
ten short weeks."
But June felt the speech therapy classes were just the best thing,
whatever they did to them every sissy on release spoke with a lisp.
"We dropped him off at the school still believing he was a man dressed in
the suit that he had worn to court and when we picked him up ten weeks
later he wore a standard release issue clothing of a white tank top a few
inches short of meeting the top of a pair very tight pink hot pants,
white trainers and ankle socks. His hair was permed and he had a blue
rinse through it. Large orbed earrings hung either side of his made up
face. One hand was holding a small white handbag and the other held in
front of him bent at the elbow and his limp wrist displaying to the world
he was no longer the man we had dropped off."
"It was always fun," she continued, "to ask them their name and listen to
them reply with their new lisp. Michael Stone was now Melissa Stone or
as he said Meli-ssss-a S-sss-tone. Another peculiar thing about their
ten week stint at the school was that all the sissies put on weight.
This was picked up immediately by his wife when we presented him back to
her."
"Oh my," she said, "I do believe my sissy is going to need a bra," as she
grabbed a handful of breast, "and just look at that fat bottom," as she
gave it a resounding smack, "just about to bust out of his pink hot
pants. I do believe that all the pretty clothes that I purchased for my
Melissa are going to be too small. Well never mind, it will just mean a
trip to the sissy store in the mall."
"Melissa could not look his wife in the eye as she inspected her now
sissied husband. We laughed as she told us what she had in store for her
husband and it was something he was not going to enjoy. As well as doing
all of the housework she had purchased a lead and collar which she
intended to have him to wear when she took him out for a daily stroll.
She said it was justice as she could never fully forgive him for going
around putting his little thingy up men's bums and then coming home and
putting it into her."
"The wife asked if he still fully aware of whom he used to be and we
assured her that he most certainly did but he now also knew that he would
never be capable of going back to who he was. In fact there has never
been a sissy who completed the ten week course at a Sissy Guidance School
who reverted back."
"As she was leading Melissa into the house," June continued, "we heard
her telling him how she was looking forward to Sissy Sundays in the park.
She told him that it was going to be so much fun playing skipping and hop
scotch with the other sissies and she was sure when they saw his new
dolly, which she had purchased specially for him, he would make him lots
of new sissy friends."
Philip piped up saying that that was a horrible story and she had nothing
to be so proud about doing that to any human. June countered that the
wife was correct in her treatment of her sick husband. He replied that
this State was sick with their archaic laws that put people through such
treatment. She went back to her usual argument about it being against
God's laws. Desperate he then began to criticize their uniforms and said
something along the lines that you could put a monkey in a uniform and
somehow they would be convinced they had some authority bestowed on them
to behave so brutally. June, now angry, told him that nothing would
please her more than to put him on a leash and collar.
Philip just shook his head and said that it was the holier than thou
brigade who should be put away, he said he just could not understand what
drives them. But June always wanting the last word continued by saying
that if these despicable degenerate men who go about corrupting others
with their wicket ways were not sissies to begin with they would not be
so easily changed by ten short weeks in the schools, in fact, she
continued, the very well qualified staff employed by the schools tell me
they come out being exactly what they have all their lives dreamed of
being and that is little submissive mincing sissies, end of story.
That put an end to their arguing and after glaring at each other for a
moment Philip finished the beer and went inside. William, who had not
drunk much, called to his son that it was time to get going and all three
were soon away in their car. As Pam and Philips began to clear up he
apologised to her for arguing but he said he was glad he was married to
her and not June.
"Poor William," he sighed, "no wonder he is so quite. That woman drives
me crazy."
Pam replied, "June had a point, what those men were doing was
despicable." He just sighed and thought, not you as well.
The next day Philip left his office at 2.45 and headed for the Grafton
Hotel. Ten minutes later he was getting out of his car in the carpark
when William pulled up beside him. Both men pulled briefcases out of the
back of their cars and headed for the lift that would take them to the
reception. The hotel was one of the smaller ones that made up William's
real estate empire and as they walked to the counter William noticed that
Carl, the usual receptionist was not there but a much younger man.
Carl had been in Mr Gooch's employment for more than 20 years and did not
bat an eye to the fact that Mr Gooch and his friend had been meeting here
every Monday. William was not worried as he felt that Carl would have
someone trustworthy in his place if for some reason he could not be there
himself as had always happened before. Approaching the counter he asked
for the swipe card for the penthouse. The young man replied that he was
not authorised to hand that out. As a security precaution the swipe
cards were changed weekly.
William explained who he was and when the young man still refused to hand
out the card he was told by William in no uncertain terms that he had
better get on the phone right now to Carl, who the young receptionist
informed him, was at home with a very ill wife. While on the phone
William explained the situation and discovered that the young man was
Carl's nephew and was filling in for him. William passed on the phone to
the nephew and after a few quick words with Carl handed over the swipe
card. William took back the phone and had a word with Carl telling him
that he was to find a new replacement by tomorrow as he did not wish to
see the nephew here again. He then hung up and both men headed for the
lifts.
The nephew had heard every word that William had said and as soon they
had entered the lift he looked behind him at the emergency numbers pinned
to the notice board and thought we will see who is here tomorrow.
Underneath the numbers for the police and fire brigade was the number he
was looking for. He dialled the number and listened as a female voice
answered "You had reached the Sissy Strike Force, how can we be of
service?"
The Sissy Alert was put out and the reaction was fast. Most of the Force
had not had a capture for some time so were eager to respond. Although
they were not supposed to put on sirens, they did, and there were now
three units making for the Grafton Hotel.
Both men exited the lift and headed up the short stairway to the door of
the penthouse. Neither had said a word or done anything that could be
thought of as not proper knowing the cameras and mikes were catching
everything. That all changed as soon as the door was closed behind them.
Both briefcases dropped to the floor and then they immediately embraced.
Moving slightly apart the same old familiar ritual began as the proceeded
to undress each other, occasionally leaning in again for another kiss.
Naked, they picked up the cases and walked to the coffee table, placed
them down and opened them. Inside the bra and panty sets took up so
little room. One pink set in William's and a blue set in Philip's.
William reached down and switched the cases about.
Philip said, "I thought you always preferred to be the sub, that how it's
always been."
"That's just about to change, I think June caught you out last night, she
has you for a sissy, a submissive sissy. She quizzed me all the way home
asking if in all the years I had known you had you ever come over as
effeminate. She said you were blushing as she was telling you about the
bank manager and is convinced that was a giveaway. And by the way you
were blushing."
"And what did you say?"
"I told her I would let her know tonight."
"Very funny." Philip smiled.
"So sissy, let me help you into your pretty pink bra," William held it so
Philip could put his arms through the straps and then turned him around
and did the back up. "Now the panties," he told him.
"OK loverman," Philip said as he pulled up the pink panties, "what next?"
"To the bedroom sissy." William stood close behind Philip and began
marching him towards the bedroom.
Since university when they first began to sleep together William had
always been the sub and now for the first time ever he was going to fuck
Philip. He could not restrain his excitement and for Philip this was all
so new as William walked him towards the bedroom he was also experiencing
something completely different having Williams penis almost poking a hole
in his panties.
"Take me loverman, I'm all yours," he said turning around and throwing
his arms around William's neck and kissing him hard. To Philip's
surprise William picked him up and deposited him on the bed.
Just then the phone started to ring. They both looked at each other and
Philip said, "you had better pick it up, we have never been disturbed
before, it has to be important."
Philip watched as William's face turned pale, he replaced the receiver
and said, "That was Carl, we have to get out of here, his nephew called
the Sissy Strike Force, the then apparently felt remorse, rang him and he
is now telling us to get out. But it seems they are already in the hotel
and are on their way up."
They both looked towards the open bedroom door as they heard the main
door to the penthouse open and a voice they both recognised saying,
"Sissy Strike Force here, nobody move."
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