Adventures of Kristof and Marci Marcis Story
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Be Careful What You Wish For - A Marci Tale free porn video
Be Careful What You Ask For
By LindaK
Mark had been pestering his wife for days to do some kink play. He was a
closeted cross-dresser who loved bondage, both giving and receiving. His
wife, Ann had reluctantly agreed over the years to accept his dressing
provided he kept it to the home. She even helped him improve 'Marci's'
image through makeup advice, clothing tips and even toning down his kink
clothing to outfits more suitable for a 'woman' of his age. If Ann was
honest with herself, she even enjoyed the sexual side of the play when she
would be tied down to the bed and he would tease her to the edge of an
orgasm for hours before finally bringing her to breathtaking conclusion.
Her bondage tended to be minor and usually Marci was able to escape it.
Over time, he learned to not attempt escaping because it would hurt Ann's
feelings.
As the two settled into a kink routine that met both of their levels of
acceptance, Ann one day carefully examined Marci as 'he' read a book in
the living room. Ann realized that with his recent weight loss and change
in diet, Marci was becoming a more passable looking woman. As Ann looked
from the kitchen, she turned and sighed at the stack of dishes left over
from the dinner party they held last night. She began to turn towards
them when an idea popped into her head.
"Marci, could you come here please?" Ann asked.
Mark, upon hearing his feminine name popped his head up and quizzically
said, "Yes dear."
When he entered the room he found Ann standing beside the sink. "Honey, I
know you want to watch the football game today but I want to check out the
sales at the mall. What would you say if I asked Marci to help me out
today and in exchange, I will let Marci watch the game?"
It wasn't often that Ann initiated kink so he eagerly agreed. As he left
to get dressed, Ann thought about how easy that had been. 'hmm, maybe I
have been missing an opportunity here.'
Later that evening as Marci sat rigidly in a straight back chair with her
hands and legs taped to it and wearing a large ball gag, Ann walked into
the den. She sat down and casually changed the channel from the football
game to a movie she liked. Marci attempted to engage her in a
conversation but she pretended to not understand what she was saying. As
Marci continued to attempt to speak, Ann theatrically stood up and sighed.
"I don't know what you are whining about, I let you watch the first game.
I guess my bondage wasn't strict enough for you." Saying that, she picked
up the duct tape and wrapped it several times around Marci's head. The
complaining got quiet very quickly as Marci realized she wasn't getting
her way and that she needed to save her breath for breathing. Satisfied
with the gag, Ann put some extra wraps on the arms and legs and returned
to her movie. Marci sat there quietly wondering what had just happened.
Ann smiled at the now quiet 'slave' and settled in to watch the movie.
Neither said anything that night after the movie and Marci's release.
Over breakfast the next day, Ann asked Mark, "Are you OK with what I did
last night in the den?" Mark thought carefully about it and realizing
that it was one of the first times he had ever been successfully bound by
Ann replied, "I think I did hon. It was a surprise but I liked being the
damsel in distress." They chatted a little more about what Marci had felt
and then moved on to more mundane topics.
Over the next few weeks, Ann developed her new found dominance. Mark
found himself spending more time as Marci and more time in bondage. The
tape turned into rope and to both of their surprise, Ann's bondage became
inescapable. Together they explored bondage supply sites and purchased
some leather restraints and kink clothing. With Marci's weight loss, they
purchased several corsets and these waist trainers became standard wear
whether it was Mark or Marci. Ann loved walking beside Mark and feeling
his corset beneath his sweater and one night at the theatre, she insisted
he wear a set of breast forms in the now always required bra. With a
large jacket he convinced himself that they weren't visible although Ann
caught the ticket girl taking a second glance as they walked past her.
One morning over breakfast, Ann said, "Marci, it is my turn this Friday
night to host the ladies card night..." before she could continue, Mark
replied "I'm sure I can find something to do downtown that night. There
is that new movie that I know you aren't interested in."
"No," said Ann. "I am thinking that I can use some help getting the house
ready and by the time that is done there won't be time to get you changed
from Marci to Mark. I will instead tie you up and you can spend the night
listening to a bunch of women play cards and talk about men." Curious
about what happens at these card nights and always agreeable to help out
while dressed as Marci, Mark quickly agreed.
Thursday night Ann told Mark to take a long soak and remove every hair
below his eyebrows. "I have a new cleaning outfit for you and I want you
looking your best." While he stripped, she ran the bath and used plenty
of fragrant bath oil. When Mark returned to get in bed, he smelled
wonderful and Ann sprung the next surprise.
"I have been wanting to do something for a while hon and with the weekend
almost here we have no reason to be going anywhere. Will you let me try
something new?"
Mark's mind was exploding with possibilities and he quickly agreed. "Do
whatever you wish to my Mistress" (where did that come from, he wondered).
"Mistress hmm? I like that," Ann stated. "OK, set yourself in the middle
of the bed with your arms and legs spread." In short order she had him
stretched tautly. "Now I don't want you to see the surprise or distract
me so lift your head so I can put this on you." 'This' was one of their
most expensive purchases, a leather bondage hood. The hood had extra
padding around the ears, a blindfold and an optional gag strap. The hood
also included a boned posture collar that ensured the victim had almost no
head movement. Mark helped as best he could as Ann wiggled the hood on
and then tightened things down. 'Next time I need to put this on before I
have him lay down' she thought but nevertheless, when she was done he was
well secured.
"One more device before the surprise honey," Ann said as she removed the
gag strap. "Open wide." As Mark opened his mouth, Ann fed a soft rubber
bag into his mouth and then fed the hose through the gag strap before
tightening it down. Mark explored this new item with his tongue and as he
began to question Ann about what it was, she quickly squeezed the pump
three times. Mark's questions were cut off in mid-sentence. When he
tried again to speak she gave the bulb another squeeze and Mark went
silent.
Satisfied with her bondage, Ann proceeded with the surprise. She removed
a box from the closet that she had hidden with a blanket. Stepping over
to Mark she took two large breast forms from the box and settled them on
his chest. They were cold and made Mark jump and squeal but his bondage
and gag ensured the movement and noise were minimal. Ann smiled at his
helplessness and after carefully positioning the forms, made several marks
along the edges with an eyeliner. Removing the forms, she liberally
sprayed a medical adhesive on the forms and then placed them again on
Mark's chest. Using some mild pressure, she ensured the glue was evenly
spread and then removed the forms. Keeping an eye on the clock and
casually tracing a fingernail along Mark's smooth body, she enjoyed her
authority. After five minutes, Ann picked up the forms and using the
marks quickly had them positioned. She pressed firmly for a few minutes
and then testing the adhesion nodded her head. Ann picked up the adhesive
and using a brush, touched up the edges of the forms.
Mark lay there and carefully took shallow breaths. The gag was a surprise
and his tongue quickly determined that the loose bag she had slipped in to
his mouth had taken on the shape of a penis as it expanded. Fortunately,
she had stopped before tripping his gag reflex but laying on his back, he
had to be careful in how he breathed and how he swallowed the inevitable
saliva. He quickly understood that she had attached some breast forms to
his chest. They felt larger than his normal forms and he was looking
forward to seeing them. Expecting a release once the forms had been
attached, he was shocked when all of a sudden a cold compress surrounded
his groin!
Ann giggled as she saw Mark's reaction to her application of the bag of
frozen peas. As he attempted to leap off the bed, her bondage skills were
tested successfully. She leaned up and gave another pump of the gag as
his yelp had been louder than she expected. Returning to his groin she
was pleased to see his earlier erection was now just a nub. In short
order and using the instructions she had studied at length, she had his
cock (or should I say my cock, she thought) locked up in a metal chastity
cage. Not trusting herself, she took the key out to the mailbox and put
it in their emergency house key lockup.
Mark felt Ann doing something at his groin and then felt the bed spring up
as she got off it. After a moment, he realized that she wasn't on the bed
and wondered if she was even still in the room. The last pump of the gag
had stretched the artificial penis closer to the back of his mouth and he
decided to lay very still and take shallow breaths.
Ann returned to find Mark submissively laying on the bed. She snuggled in
beside him for a while and then slowly removed the ropes holding him
spreadeagle. As he recovered mobility in his extremities he reached up to
help her with the hood and discovered her last surprise, a lock. Ann
released the pressure of the gag and leaned close to his ear.
"The hood stays on for the night...slave. Be thankful I am releasing your
bondage but I warn you that any nagging will see me inflate the gag and
remove the bulb. It's late and time for sleep. Goodnight."
As she finished, Mark felt her roll over and put the sheets over them. He
smiled beneath the gag and thought "Well, this is something I didn't see
coming." As he rolled over himself, he felt a pinch at his groin and an
unusual weight. Reaching down quickly, his fingers discovered a metal
cage over his penis and he felt a lock." As he turned towards Ann to
question what she had done he felt her give the gag two quick pumps. Mark
quickly recognized that she was serious and he settled back down. Ann
released the air and smiled to herself. 'That was easier than I
expected'. The couple settled in for the night although one slept much
better than the other.
As sunlight streamed into the bedroom, Ann awoke and smiled at the sight
beside her. Reaching down, she felt the cage and the heat emanating from
it. Her ministrations woke Mark's base instincts and nature's instinctive
morning erection. As the cage quickly filled, Mark was wakened from his
slumber by a sharp pain from his crotch. Ann quickly gave the gag a pump
and snuggled him closer. "Relax my sweet, you are ok. Your Mistress is
right here and won't let anything happen to you." Slowly, Mark's erection
settled and the pain disappeared.
Eventually, Ann got out of bed and assisted Mark to sit up and then stand
in a corner of the bedroom. He meekly allowed her to attached leather
suspension cuffs to his wrists and then felt his arms pulled up until he
was on his toes. 'Where did that hook come from?' he wondered.
Stepping off the chair, Ann smiled at her cleverness. 'He never noticed
me install that hook in the ceiling all by myself!'
With Mark stretched out, Ann was able to attach another new purchase, a
very strict and long corset. Using her considerable strength she was able
to take four inches off his waist and actually give him some curves and
hips. Mark found himself unable to take a full breath but did appreciate
the support the corset gave to his breasts. 'She must have glued them on
me. I never realized how much they would pull on my chest muscles and
shoulders!'
Finished with the corset and using the attached locking strap, Ann
released Mark from the ceiling. She laughed as he felt the additional
effect of the corset when he settled to the floor from his tiptoes.
Gently guiding him to the bed she laughed again when he sat and discovered
how the corset dug into his pelvis and diaphragm. Ann carefully undid the
straps of his hood and cautioning him to keep his eyes closed, eased the
hood off his head.
Ann told Mark to take his time getting up from the bed and to then go wash
up. His housecleaning outfit would be on the bed and she expected Marci
to be wearing EVERYTHING and to report for duty in the kitchen in two
hours.
Mark thought to himself that two hours was generous but he was five
minutes late. He did not anticipate the challenge of moving with a severe
corset nor did he expect the three petticoat maid's outfit which took a
while to puzzle out. Finally, stepping into and then managing to walk in
the five-inch heels pushed his high heel experience. Ann turned as she
heard the tip tap of Marci's high heels in the hallway.
Marci had time for a short breakfast which she took standing at the
kitchen island. She stood because of the corset and because of the sound
spanking from a wooden spoon that she received for her tardiness.
After breakfast the two women began tackling the party preparations. In
acknowledgement of Marci's attire challenges Ann gave her tasks that she
could manage without too much bending. The day flew by and in no time,
Ann announced that it was time to get ready for the party. Worried that
she might expect her to serve the ladies, Marci did not say anything about
missing dinner as she was led upstairs. She sat still as Ann redid her
makeup using more products than usual and adding a set of false eyelashes.
The corset was tightened, her arms bound behind her and a blindfold added.
Expecting to be left on the bed or somewhere upstairs, Marci was surprised
to find herself back downstairs and as her heels echoed across the tiles,
she was backed into the front hallway closet. As she began to question
Ann, the now familiar pump gag was installed and inflated. The closet was
high enough to attach Marci's collar to the clothes rod and allow her head
to not be bent over. "Be good now hon, I need to get ready. I'll come
move you before the guests arrive" and with that, the closet door closed
and Ann's footsteps disappeared.
Marci sighed and focused on her breathing and swallowing.
About the time that Marci anticipated Ann's return she heard the doorbell!
Immediately after, the door opened and she heard Leigh (Ann's best friend)
yell out "Hello! I thought I'd come over and help you with any last
minute items Ann. I'll just pop my coat in the closet and get a glass of
...." As she was speaking she was opening the closet door and cut off her
sentence as she spied Marci. "Holy shit! She actually did it?" Leigh
exclaimed. Stepping close so she could be heard, she said to Marci "We've
talked about doing this to our husbands but I never expected she would
actually do it. This is amazing! I love it." As she spoke she stripped
a raincoat of its belt and knelt down. She quickly tied Marci's ankles
together and as she heard Ann's steps on the stairs, removed her coat and
closed the door.
Ann came rushing down the stairs thinking, 'I forgot to lock the door! I
knew that Leigh would come over early. I hope she didn't discover
Marci...' As she came around the hallway corner she saw Leigh reaching
for the closet door. Ann rushed over and said, "I'll take that hon, why
don't you go pour us some wine?" Nodding her head, Leigh stepped away as
she asked, "Where's that gorgeous husband of yours Ann?." Ann stuttered
"He's gone out to watch a movie." As Leigh disappeared into the kitchen,
Ann opened the door.
"I'm sorry hon but I forgot to lock the front door. I'll try to distract
her and sneak you upstairs. Are you OK?" She didn't wait for answer and
didn't notice the additional bondage on Marci's ankles. For her part,
Marci was too afraid to make any noise and stood quietly on her heels.
She was tied too tightly to the rod to think of stepping out of her shoes
so she accepted the pinching and hoped for an early release.
Leigh had snuck to the kitchen door and watched as Ann spoke with Marci.
'This should be fun' she thought. As Ann came to the kitchen looking
flustered, Leigh asked her if everything was OK. Ann nodded it was and
took a big gulp of her wine. Ann told Leigh that she had put her coat in
the laundry room instead of the hallway closet. Leigh purposely kept Ann
distracted and before long, the ladies began arriving. Ann quickly took
their coats and put them in the laundry room saying the closet was full
and she hadn't got around to cleaning out the winter stuff. Marci stood
on ever pinching toes as still as she could as the ladies hugged and
kissed each other inches away on the other side of the thin mirror door.
As the ladies settled into their chairs, Leigh slipped away 'to freshen
her lips'. She tiptoed to the closet and quietly slid open the door.
Glancing to make sure she was by herself, she popped the blindfold off the
hood and let Marci see her. With a wink, she picked up the gag pump and
gave it two shallow squeezes. She leaned in and whispered, "I love your
eye makeup hon. You must be using waterproof stuff because it hasn't
run." Hearing the sound of heels approaching, she quickly snapped the
blindfold on, slid the door closed and was looking at her reflection with
her uncapped lipstick in hand as Ann stepped into view and asked if she
was ready. "Coming," she said as she smacked her lips and thought, 'Maybe
in more ways than one!'
By the time the games had ended, Ann was frazzled and becoming tipsy from
the worried drinking she had done. Marci was in agony from standing still
so long in the heels and the ladies all seemed to be in no hurry to leave
as they checked their image in the closet door mirror. Several times
Marci expected to hear the door open, especially once when her heel
scraped and one of the older ladies said, "I wonder if you have a mouse in
your closet?" Ann scampered and got between the inquisitive woman and the
door handle.
Eventually the house was empty except for Leigh. Ann attempted to
encourage her to leave but Leigh told her that there was no rush as her
husband was away fishing and she didn't feel like going back right away.
Leigh encouraged Ann to have some more wine. As she drank, Ann was trying
to think of ways to get Leigh out so she could rescue Marci.
"Leigh, you should go home. I've got some cleanup to do here and I expect
Mark home shortly. I'd rather not have him come home to a mess."
"You should hire a maid," replied Leigh and chuckled as Ann choked on the
drink she was taking. Leigh had said it loud enough for Marci to hear and
Leigh thought she heard a shoe click from the closet.
"OK, I think I should be going home Ann. Why don't you put the wine in
the fridge and I'll grab my purse?" Ann nodded and unsteadily stood up
with the bottle. As she disappeared, Leigh stepped over to the closet and
slid the door open. Removing the blindfold she said to Marci, "I really
enjoyed the evening hon. I am looking forward to borrowing Ann's maid
someday to help at my house." With that, she undid the raincoat belt and
popped the blindfold back on.
When Ann returned with Leigh's coat she found her looking at her
reflection and touching up her foundation.
The two ladies hugged and said their goodbyes.
Once Ann saw Leigh's headlights go up the street she closed and locked the
front door and opened the closet. She quickly untied Marci from the rod
and knelt to remove her heels. With a sigh and a slight squeal, Marci
settled onto the floor with her feet flat for the first time in hours.
With Ann's assistance they moved carefully to the bedroom where the gag
and hood removed. They next worked on the clothing and then tumbled onto
the bed in exhaustion. Marci was too tired to even notice the cage was
still secured.
As they cuddled and settled, Mark whispered to Ann, "Mistress, Mistress
Leigh is expecting Maid Marci to help her with some cleanup."
Ann laughed and said, "That little vixen! She DID open the closet! Well
then, I guess Marci will be busy this weekend. You better get some sleep
as I suspect Mistress Leigh will be a lot tougher on you than me."
Finished, she rolled over and was soon breathing deeply.
Marci lay on her back and as she felt her glued-on forms and her cage she
thought, "I really must be more careful about what I wish for."
The End
LindaK
Dear Reader:
I realize this scenario is just about every crossdresser's desire and
touches on many clich?s. I wrote it for a dear friend of mine who has
been hinted at in other stories of mine but never had a leading role.
Marci - I hope you enjoyed the story.
Jerri
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