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The Drone Chapter 1 - Discovery David and Celeste sat in the comfortable settee while Amanda sat on the edge of the large and comfortable wing chair near a glass coffee table. Paul lifted the dark carbon fibre oddly shaped carrier case onto the coffee table and set it down on its flat side. Paul's surprises were always fun, so they all waited expectantly while he fiddled with the case. "What have you got there Paul?" David asked taking a sip from his whisky and ice. "Now you know that if you tell anyone about this, I will just have to get the secret police to come and shoot you or worse lock you up for ever," Paul replied. "This is our very latest toy which we have been developing over the last two years and I have managed to sneak it out of the labs for the weekend of play. Just one of the perks of being the owner." Paul was the prodigal son of the owner of a large electronics company. From an early age he had shown a gift for physics and electronics and had rapidly risen through the ranks of the company that his father had founded. His father had given him no easy ride though, but it was his inventions and subsequent patents that had transformed the company from a telecommunications base to military hardware provider. Early on he had recognised the potential for drones and convinced his father and the other board members that this was the direction that the company should take. That was some ten years ago now and the company had risen from relative obscurity to a billion-dollar company well on the way to a multi-billion company. Paul pressed his thumb onto the sensor and waited for the unlock sequence to initiate. "What happens if the wrong thumb does that?" David said. "Well, it would get very messy in here as it has a small but effective explosive charge that destroys the contents and possibly most of this penthouse with it" Paul replied. The room suddenly became noticeably quiet as they waited. There was a small click, and the lid sprang open slightly open. "There nothing to worry about, were all still here," Paul said. David sipped his whisky and Celeste sat with a slight frown on her face. "Paul, I wish you wouldn't joke like that," said Celeste Her words faded though as Paul opened the case and revealed a black circular looking fan resting snuggly within protective grey foam. A bright red danger sticker caught her eye displayed on the open lid, that read, "Danger - High explosive contained within, un-authorised opening will initiate the charge HANDLE WITH CARE." Paul ignored the warning and took from one corner of the container a small rectangular object with buttons and a touch screen. It looked like the latest iPad although slightly thicker with an additional row of buttons along the long edge. He then took from the case a small devise much like a memory stick and placed it on side table near the large high-definition TV. Paul then lifted the circular fan from the carry case and set it down on the carpet beside the coffee table. He retrieved a small bottle of fluid from the case and then shut the lid placing the case by the side wall. He removed the small cap from the bottle and connected it to the flat shape that was hung from the lower part of the fan. He used his thumb to gently push on a small plunger on the bottle and the fluid drained from the bottle into the device. "There," he said, "all ready to fly." The device sat motionless on four small carbon fibre legs that extended from the box below the counter rotating fans. "Well, what is it Paul?" Amanda asked. "This dear is what will make us all richer beyond our wildest dreams. The technology in this little drone will change the way of the world and how the world operates long into the future" replied Paul. "Drones aren't new," said David. "No, they are not but the power source is the real innovation here. I have just loaded 48 hours' worth of continuous operating energy at full power ther," stated Paul. With that he pressed the power button on the control device and pressed his thumb on the screen. After a short wait, the screen lit up and a single beep emanated from the drone. "What we have here is a miniaturised fuel cell that can deliver the power required to run a small house. The fuel is ethanol, very green credentials although I doubt that Greenpeace will get to know about if for at least the next twenty years. The motor is based upon a miniature ambient room temperature super magnet, extremely high power, sealed, brushless and more than capable of running for several years at full power without servicing." With that he pushed the orbit tab on the screen and the fans spun up almost noiselessly. "The counter rotating fans are the very latest in aerodynamic design, powerful, quiet and efficient. It will assess all of its surroundings and in a second or two it will take off and take station" Paul said Almost as soon as Paul had finished speaking the drone lifted from the carpet and started to fly about the room slowly cruising up to the walls and ceiling coming close but never touching or stopping. They watched as it almost noiselessly cruised through the doorway and into the kitchen area. "It's ok," Paul said, "it's real time mapping all of the areas and will return here soon" After a short period, it reappeared gently glided to directly above where it had taken off and began to hover. Paul walked over to it and as he approached the suspended control box pivoted towards him and remained fixed on him. When he was within one metre the drone began to raise itself higher until it was just centre metres from the ceiling and then began to back away. "Will it attack?" asked Celeste. "No, it won't, it is only for stealth surveillance and it is programmed to hide, escape and loiter. It is only because we initiated it inside that it is doing this. Outside it would immediately raise to some 300 metres above the threat, hover and loiter until sensed the danger has passed or it was recalled," Paul said. Paul picked up the small memory stick device on the sideboard on inserted it into the USB port on the TV. Instantly the TV sprang to life and Paul once again held his thumb against the touch screen in his hands. Almost immediately the HD TV displayed the contents of the room and a small list of vitals in red text in the right-hand lower portion of the screen. The definition and stability of the image was startling in its clarity and the view encompassed almost all the room with little distortion. As Paul moved to stand by Amanda a yellow box materialised on the image about him and statistics were displayed connected to the yellow box giving direction acceleration and velocity plus what looked like GPS co-ordinates. "Live time relay over an ultra-encrypted link back to the TV or tactical computers, centre metre perfect via tight wavelength carrier wave, satellite bounced, good for up to 50 km," Paul stated. "Ok let's see what this baby can do." Paul walked over to the balcony doors slid them open and then stepped back leaving a clear path to the balcony. With that the drone almost silently moved to the door and glided through it over the Balcony railing and disappeared into dark of the night. All four looked at the TV and saw the crystal-clear image of the exterior of the building as if it was broad daylight. "Latest and top-secret visual technology used here, patented Synthetic Background Light Colour Enhanced Vision, (SBLCEV), and it makes night into day," Paul stated. The drone circled the building and then stopped. Paul tapped the screen and the vision swung towards the building and locked on the balcony and windows on either side of the balcony. It took the others a second to realise that what they were watching was not their balcony but that of the middle penthouse owned by the shy and reclusive neighbour that they had only meet occasionally in the lift. "Paul that's snooping," said Celeste as she watched glued to the view. "Live a little," Paul replied, "a little voyeurism never hurt anyone." A slender figure walked across the view obscured by the thin drapes. "Enhance," said Paul and if by magic the drapes seemed to disappear leaving a high-definition image of the figure. "Lock and follow," said Paul and instantly a thin orange rectangle appeared on the figure and matched her movements. "She's lovely, have any of you seen her before?" No wonder he is so reclusive, with company like that who needs to go out?" David stated. The female figure moved from the main room into a bedroom and walked to the dressing table and sat down on a rectangular stool facing the mirror. Paul tapped the screen again and the imaged moved so that her back was visible along with her frontal reflection in the large mirror. They watched as she quietly picked up her lipstick and applied ever so sensuously a coat of luscious red gloss to her lips. She gently moved a stray hair from her forehead and turned her head side to side displaying the diamond earrings and the matching necklace. She wore a stylish fitted little black dress that was off the shoulder that accentuated her shoulders and neck. Her long legs were encased in black stockings and were neatly tucked together under the stylish cushioned backless stool that she sat on facing the mirror. Her legs ended in black high heels finished with a fine strap around her ankles with small but beautifully styled gold clasps. Her figure was hourglass, trim, and sensuous and wrapped around her waist was a wide shiny black patent belt that gave her waist definition. Her hands were slender and beautifully manicured with red nails that matched the lip gloss. A fine diamond bracelet adorned the right wrist while a white gold Omega diamond studded watch was on the left wrist. "Wow she's a dish," said David. As they all watched her touching up her makeup. "Oh my god, look at her eyes," said Celeste. "What about her eyes, what's wrong with them?" asked Paul. "No, there is nothing wrong with them they are just so unusual. You have all seen them before; I'd know them anywhere they are so distinctive, piercing light sky blue?" replied Celeste. David, who was always never observant, mainly from his high intelligence and slight Asperger's syndrome that both made him unbelievably smart and worldly dumb at the same instance sighed and spoke, "Alright I give up what's with the eyes?" They all turned to Celeste and waited. "Paul can you give me a tight shot of the face please?" purred Celeste. "Enlarge left image, freeze and centralise," said Paul. Immediately the mirror image snapped to almost full size in the centre of the TV, one long fingered hand frozen adjusting another out of place stray hair while the strikingly blue eyes looked back at them. "Oh my God, it's him," said Amanda as she started to giggle. "Him, what are you talking about, it's she" Paul said with a note of frustration in his voice. "Look again, boys, harder this time," said Celeste. "It can't be, she's, is he?" said Paul after a moment. "Oh yes, it is," said the girls as one. "Live feed," said Paul and the image instantly unfroze and showed her standing in front of the mirror turning left and then right looking at her profile. She then walked slowly to the bed and opened the bed side table. Reaching inside she lifted a small silver object from the open draw along with a tube of clear fluid. "This is going to get interesting," thought Celeste. "Paul turn that off now it's an invasion of privacy, what people do in their own home is their business," said Amanda but she could not take her own eyes of the image on the screen and she was just like the others. "Oh, lets live little guys, what harm can it do. Are we recording this?" said Celeste. "Yes, live from the moment it was turned on and will record and securely store for up to 48 hours in high definition" said Paul. He sauntered over and flopped down next to Celeste in the sofa. "Can we get sound too?" asked Amanda. "Sound, target, enhance and stabilise" said Paul. They watched as she took another object, this one curved and pink, out of the draw and laid it on the bed next to the silver object and the tube of lubricant. She lifted one knee onto the bed and then climbed onto the bed and then kneeled stabilising herself on the covers with her outstretched arms. Slowly she parted her legs while grasping the hem of her dress and slid it up her thighs and scrunched it up about her waist. Her back was to them and they could clearly see the stockings, garters, and fine French thong that she wore. She reached behind and pulled the thong out of the crevasse of her buttocks leaving her naked butt open. Slowly she uncapped the lubricant and used two fingers to apply the fluid firstly to her rear and then to the shiny object. They watch in silent rapture as she brought the object to her rear between her cheeks and then slowly began to push its pointed and tapered large head into her. Her breathing became faster almost a pant and low ecstatic moans were clearly heard as the tip seemed to magically be consumed by her body. All at once the head disappeared and they heard a girlish squeal. Her hand flattened and massaged the object harder obviously pushing it deeper into her. Then her hand tantalisingly moved out of view and there in the centre of her butt was a large round diamond glinting in the light pulsating as she clenched and unclenched her buttocks. Her breathing came in gasps and pants and then began to stabilise. Slowly she replaced the thong, but it was evident that she was highly aroused. "Holly shit that is so god dam sexy," said David. "What an ass." As they watched she shuffled on the covers and turned towards the mirror once more to watch herself in the reflection. "What a cock?" said Amanda. Her cock stood proud, standing straight out circumcised and oozing clear fluid that hung from its tip. It pulsed up and down from her heartbeat. Her eyes were hooded, and half closed, and her face had the lightest of sweat sheens. Her breathing although steady was more of a pant. To reach the lubricant and vibrator she arched her back and leant back and from there her white, hairless, and naked lower abdomen could be clearly seen. "She's clean shaven and what is that she is wearing on her cock and balls?" asked Celeste. Two thin bright silver rings were around her genitals. One ring was high on her balls and the other joining it going around the base of her penis, while the thong was pushed lower below her balls. "Oh, this is so kinky, I can't wait to see what's next," breathed Celeste. Celeste casually placed her hands on either thigh of David and Paul and gently began to rub her finger tips up each leg. She smiled knowingly as both men moved awkwardly adjusting their position while trying not to show their interest. Her juices were beginning to flow, and she felt the slow throb of excitement in her clit. Amanda who was still seated in the wing chair had slowly parted her thighs and her right hand now lay as if casually placed palm down over her sex. Celeste smiled again remembering those hands and what divine pleasures they were capable off. Her eyes meet Amanda's gaze that quickly darted away with knowing shyness. However, her hand stayed put and ever so slightly began to twitch and rub at her pleasure centre. Slowly Celeste moved both hands upwards along their respective thighs and was rewarded in each case by the feel of a ridged member straining to get out, hardening and sensitive to the touch. David's own hand slid along her thigh under the hem of her dress and was rewarded by the wetness of her panties and the opening of her thighs to his fingers. She sighed, pushed her hips further forward to meet the fingers as she slowly began to sensuously rub and massage to two captive and dominated cocks in her grasp. So, they collectively watched the TV while the woman on the screen gently applied lubricant to her member. She reached back and took a small silver package from the bed stand grasped it in her teeth and tore it open. Slowly and with care she placed open condom over the tip of her cock and worked it down over her pulsating member mewing and panting as it extended down to the base. She applied some more lubricant to her engorged cock and then began to slowly milk it with her bright red nailed fingers. Kneeling on the bed she was transfixed by her reflection in the mirror her right hand wrapped about her member slowly teasing and rubbing along the length of her hard cock. Then with the other hand she picked up the vibrator, pushed a concealed button and was satisfied with the two chirps that came from it. Only then did she bring it into contact with her other hand and the condom encased cock. She stiffed and quivered on the bed as the tip vibrated along her length, but she did not move fast. They all watched the show glued to the vision of male and femaleness stroking and rubbing in unison with the image. Slowly she began to pick up the rhythm, mouth open breathing in pants through bright red glossy lips, eyes hooded and squinted shut body trembling. Feminine moans came from her open mouth and her hands began to fly back and forth along the length. The four voyeurs joined in her inhibitions lost to the vision, fingers stroking and rubbing, moans and squeals rising with the forthcoming tension release. Suddenly on the screen, she threw back her head, arched her back and thrust her hips forward squealing and screaming in wild abandon. She flung her arms back to the bed to support herself as her cock pulsed and her hips thrust high trying to fuck the air. The condoms tip expanded and went white with her seed as she panted and pulsated finally flopping backward on the bed landing between her kneeling legs cock pulsating against her stomach. Arms thrown to the side with a devil may care abandon; her cock slowly pulsed and reduced in size but was still trapped by the rings and the condom. In the viewing room the four voyeurs came down as cocks and clits relaxed under gently massaging fingers, patches of wetness growing on male and female alike. Hair slick to foreheads and eyes on fire from lust and release. "Oh my God, what a show, can we have that every weekend please," said Amanda at last still breathing deeply, sitting up and trying to look innocent. "I'll see what Paul and I can arrange," said Celeste with that twisted all knowing smile that just meant trouble with a capital tee. "Anyone for a nightcap, and Paul if you delete that you can kiss goodbye to any kinky fun for the next month or two. I have some very definite plans for that footage?" said David. The girl on the screen straitened herself up, recovered from the uncomfortable position and sat on the edge of the large bed. Slowly and carefully so not to spill the contents of the condom on the bed or her dress she eased the condom from her shrunken cock squeezing the liquid to the tip where it hung encapsulated and creamy white. Once the condom was free from her cock, she gathered some tissues from the box on her bed stand and first wiped the excess from her cock and then wrapped the condom in the tissue and placed it in the small wastepaper basket next to the bed. Slowly she stood and reaching down she gathered the thong and skilfully arranged her cock and balls in the confines of the thong. She expertly adjusted her garters and stockings and then slid her hand around to the back gently rubbing the jewel at the back, luxuriating in the sensuous tingle in her rear. She almost forgot herself as her cock began to swell again and she wondered about starting again but then she stopped repositioned the thong over it. She half wanted to go again but she knew it was far better and more exquisite a torture to wait and let the sensations slowly begin to build once more. She reached into the bed side table and brought out another silver object. "What the heck is that she's got?" asked David. "Oh, I think I know, just wait a second and you will see," replied Amanda, "and if you don't behave, I think one would come in useful for you." Reaching down she opened the device and slid it over her now flaccid cock. At this stage she paused as if considering the consequences of her next move. The key to her chastity lay in the house vault which was time delayed for four more days. Four days of exquisite pleasure, pain, and frustration. With a sharp intake of breath and in one deft movement she snapped the lock into place rigidly attaching it to the other rings. With a satisfying click the lock snapped shut and her cock was locked along with any possibility of her sexual relief for the next four days. Inwardly she shivered with her self-imposed predicament and felt the liquid lust emotions begin their swirl once more within her. Finally, and with resignation of her circumstances, she grasped the hem of her little black dress pulling it down above the knees and adjusting it, so it was smooth. She examined her look in the mirror and was satisfied that it was the proper length, smooth over her sex without the slightest hint of a bump that might give away her true nature. Thus chastised, inwardly excited and very horny she seated herself at the dressing table and spent several minutes re-adjusting her look and makeup before getting up and moving into the lavish marble kitchen where she opened a bottle of white and poured herself a drink in a delicate long stemmed wine glass. She shifted uncomfortably nervously aware of the chastity constraint and the plug with every movement and breath. Casually she walked to the balcony with practiced ease, the sound of her high heels clicking on the polished marble floors. The plug and the cock restraint made her sway her hips to lessen the pressure causing her walk to appear even more alluring and sexy. She stood at the balcony glass and stainless-steel railing, one hand occupied with the glass of wonderful white, the other resting on the cool stainless railing. The gentle breeze off the river ruffled her shoulder length auburn hair cooling her and caressing her stocking encased long legs. One foot rested on the ground while the other was balanced on the stiletto toe, all in all a vision of female loveliness. She stared out into the night and wondered if anyone could see her or even more scarily know her secret. Unbeknown to her four pairs of eyes stared back at the image devouring her, wanting her, craving her, needing to own her, imagining her as their possession and plotting the next move that will make her theirs to have and to hold and use as they saw fit. Chapter 2 - The Invitation Peter sat at his large modern work desk that faced the river. The enormous computer screen, wireless keyboard and mouse were the only other adornments on the desk apart from a silver framed family photo of a small boy with what appeared to be his parents. They all looked so happy in the photo, but the most striking feature was the bright clear blue eyes of the mother and son who looked so similar. The screen was angled to the side return to not impede the startling view of the river and mountains. He was casually dressed in a white tee shirt, faded blue jeans and converse sneakers. Slim and tall he had the habit of lounging in the camel leather executive chair that he loved for its soft comfort. His longish Aubin hair was tied back neatly, almost too feminine with a plain leather thong at the rear. A small diamond stud adorned each ear. His face was clean shaven devoid of any hair and the eyebrows were neatly trimmed and shaped. What was so striking about Peter were his eyes, a piercing dark sky blue, a remnant from his mother who was of Nordic decent. He started his daily ritual. First check the stocks then the emails which there were quite a few. As per usual his interests were doing fine. He had invested wisely the money that had come from his now deceased parents. He had been the only son of a couple of research chemists. Born late into their lives, an accidental pregnancy that they each thought was never to be. His parents had been at the forefront of gene research and more importantly gene manipulation in bacteria strains. They had produced a process to break the ever-growing trend in Antibiotics to become non effective due to resistance. They pioneered the process of making the antibiotics so that they had the ability to self-mutate so that their target could not in turn become resistant. They had patented the process but instead of restricting the sale of the technology they had allowed the technology through their competitors to be widely disbursed for just a small percentage of that company's gross sales. Millions became billions but unfortunately their life ended tragically as they both were killed in an airplane accident which was their third passion after their son and business. Peter casually looked over the day's stocks, bonds, and investments. He was a very astute investor and did not hold too much of any one investment or investment portfolio type. Consequently, losses were few and managed and he retuned year after year margins more than the base returns. Not that it mattered much, as he annually received one to two billion revenue from the licencing his parents had put in place before their untimely death. He was not soft or complacent though as he had shown by tracking down the cause of his parent's death. A small part had failed in their plane causing a catastrophic failure in the tail and a subsequent crash. Peter had bought the aircraft company and rather than shutting down the company he had recalled all that aircraft type, redesigned and replaced the fault at his own cost and then set about rebuilding the company into the best small private commuter aircraft manufacturer that there is today. He was immensely proud of the new models being manufactured and that they represented the pinnacle of non- military aviation combining cutting edge aerodynamics, lowest maintenance cost, speed, ease of flying, economy, and lowest possible purchase value. Few if anyone new of this because he always acted through the remnants of his parent's trust empire. Peter shifted uncomfortably on the chair and silently cursed himself for locking himself into the chastity device for so long this time. He had always been drawn to what his mother had called his feminine side. She had found him at home one day looking through her draws when she had come home un-expectantly early while feeling unwell. Rather than being upset she had assisted him with this side of his personality but had taken special care to keep it a secret between only themselves. When she was able, and Peter's dad was away on business which was quite frequent she took time out of her schedule to help him with his unique hobby. Colour selection, style and makeup were always high on the list, but she never encouraged his sexual self-gratification. When his father was away on business, they would spend time together as mother and pseudo daughter and as time progressed, he transitioned outwardly from a nervous cross dresser to a competent young woman capable of going out with his mother on their day excursions. Once they were in a small restaurant together and one of her friends spotted them. His mother had quietly stated that she was a friend's daughter from out of town and then they all had lunch together. The experience was excruciating, stimulating, and exhilarating. His mother spared no expense on her buying the absolute best of breast forms, under wear and lingerie, clothes and make up so that she looked just right for any occasion. Tight form contouring corsets and shapeware were also employed to massage his thin boyish shape into womanly curves. High heels were always expected. When he complained that they hurt she scolded him saying, "It's the price women have to pay to look pretty and sexy." Once when she was helping him dress, he started to get excited and try as he might, he could not stop. "Peter turn around and let me help," she had said. Then he had and his predicament was obvious. "Peter I'm not helping you with that," she said with a knowing smile. "Off you go to the bathroom and take care of that and when you're back to your normal-self come back and we will continue your lessons." He blushed beet red but went away and "took care of it." Next time they were together his mother said, "Peter you know you're not so little problem? Well I have a solution and a surprise for you," she said with a smile. "Come here and lift up your dress." He came over and very reluctantly lifted his dress. Before he could get aroused, she slid a ring over his genitals and then slipped a pink pliable cover over his now hairless manhood. His cock started to engorge but before it could he heard the snick of a lock and felt the device tighten about him. His cock was trapped and as it swelled it became painful and he had to muster all his will so it would not grow further. "There she said, all locked up safe and sound, no more getting in the way while that's in place. Here is the keys Peter for you to keep but I expect you to wear this whenever we are together like this in the future. Do not lose them as there are no spares and cutting the chastity device off may be tricky. "Also, it is no longer appropriate that I call you Peter when you are obviously a girl. I always wanted a girl, not to be I am afraid, but if I had one, I was going to call her Libby, so I am going to call you Libby from now on whenever we are together as girls," she stated. So, Libby was born and at the same moment as the beginnings of a lifelong fascination with chastity devices and other sex toys. He secretly explored other such devices and it was not long before he ordered and began inserting a butt plug as well as wearing the chastity device. His mother must have known about the plugs as she often helped her dress but if she did, she never let on. Libby just saw the occasional knowing smile or giggle when her mother looked at her ass. Peter was extraordinarily bright, and both his parents took a keen interest in his studies assisting him after normal school hours to learn the basics of their research and the running of the company. College life had been difficult being away from them but every break he was back with them furthering his studies into their business as well as obtaining the doctorate in Molecular Science. He never indulged his alternate side passion away from his home, but he missed it almost every day while he was away. Later in the unit that his parents had bought for him he transformed a room for herself that he kept secret from the outside world except for his mother. Because of the close relationship with his mother, his studies both at College and at the business along with his outside interests were very time consuming and he quickly became tagged as an aloof loaner, which he was not. He was just totally focused on his path to eventually take over from his parents. He did learn to fly though through his father. Just like his mother had encouraged him along a feminine path his father was an excellent teacher in all things aeronautical and he absorbed this like a sponge. He quickly soloed and moved up the aircraft types from high wing to low wing, multiple engines, and finally corporate jets. He had flowed the family' favourite jet just the week before the fatal accident and often wondered if he should have noticed or felt the fault before it became catastrophic. He graduated with honours late in the year prior to the fatal crash. He took some time off after graduating flying and travelling over the country enjoying the freedom before having to settle down into the family business. Girls came and went but they were never in his life for long. They found him alluring but distant. He rarely sought out male companions as they were mostly all too manly in a way for him and he preferred his quite times and flying in solitude more. He was devastated by the loss of his parents who had taken a different role with him coaching him in the ways of business, scientific research, aviation and of course his feminine interests. If Peter's father new his secret, he never let on. The months after their death were filled with the legalities of the transition of the family interests to him. When finally, it was done, and the grief began to subside he sat down and on a legal pad set about working out his wealth so that he could manage it. The number at the end of the page was staggering. He knew that they were well off but the ten- figure number at the end made up of shares, cash, manufacturing facilities and stocks was mind numbing. On top of that the compound growth rate over the past five years had been ten plus percent and the slope was increasing. He sold the drug manufacturing facilities to his associates but as part of the sale contract kept a small fraction of the profit from all future sales. The aviation company he still owned and controlled was always a pleasure, outside stimulation and mental relief for him. He then consolidated the other more liquid assets into a single easily managed portfolio. He bought several high-rise buildings in town and other major cities that he always liked mixture of commercial and apartments, always in the very best areas and of the very best construction. He kept and maintained apartments in all the cities that he liked to visit but it was rare that he used them. He tried to purchase the building where he now lived but had to settle for only one of three top penthouses. It was the best penthouse in the best area with the best views. Some high-tech manufacturing company with strong links to the military had bought the tower and his overtures to buy them out were politely but firmly rejected. The apartment was expensive, huge, and lavish. He had his office set up in one large room connected to his interests by the very latest in high- speed communications. The remainder of the apartment was restyled in simple but very beautifully styled furniture, drapes, and wall coverings. The three-car garage held a good SUV, nothing to stand out in the crowd, a Porsche, and a Bentley. He had his own private hanger at the field that contained the family's corporate jet and a P51 Mustang that he just loved. Life was good by lonely. He kept to himself and knew by sight his neighbours but politely fended off any attempts for social interaction. He lived simply except for a maid and a cook that looked after his unit and provided his meals. His study and adjoining special room were strictly off limits to them and him in fact enjoyed cleaning and tiding them while dressed appropriately. Recently he had become more obsessed with being feminine and he often went weeks as female making sure that the maid and cook were never in contact with him when he indulged in his inner feminine side. He became more and more obsessed and excited by wearing the clothes especially when being sexually constricted in them via the chastity and anal devices. I was on the computer checking on my interests and attended to the many emails about work and then there appeared out of the clutter of my emails which were almost all business, suddenly appeared one simply titled "Invitation." It was not a spam or junk email and I wondered who had obtained my private email address. Maybe it was from my family's long-time lawyer? I clicked on it and a large wonderful, styled card appeared. Dear Miss, You are cordially invited to attend a dinner party To be held on Saturday, the 21st May Commencing with pre-dinner drinks at 6.00 pm sharp. Unit one, the Penthouse Suites, Preston Towers Your attendance to this function is not mandatory But it would make the evening more enjoyable for all Dress requirements - Cocktail Dress for Ladies, Dinner Suit for Men Love: Amanda & Paul, Celeste & David RSVP within 48 hours of opening this email please Countdown 47 hours: 52 Minutes Warning: Should there be no reply, or a negative reply be received within 48 hours of the opening of this email, its contents, any attachments, and source data will be irrevocably deleted from all systems and no further action of any form will be taken thereafter. A positive reply on the other hand will open the door to all sorts of possibilities! I frowned at the "Miss" part. A file was attached to the email and I recognised it as a large movie file that he clicked on and watched it open. When it began my stomach began to tighten and churn and weak all over, I slumped back in the chair to catch my breath. There Libby was sitting at the dresser touching up her makeup and I just knew what was about to transpire next. I was transfixed by the high-definition image unable to move, trying my best to breathe. I watched with growing trepidation the scene unfolds and remained glued to my seat until the end of the video. I closed the email and was surprised to see a small countdown clock appear on the right-hand lower corner of his desktop reading. "47 Hours: 42 Minutes Accept or Decline, click here?" "Fuck Peter," I thought, "what can I do?" I spent the next two hours trying to find out how my system had been compromised but even with my considerable skills I was still left with no clues other than the email, and the relentless countdown clock and the video. When I tried to delete them, they initially disappeared then magically popped back up some minutes later. When I copied them, they suddenly evaporated from my files and popped back up just like magic a little while later. Try as I might I was unable to get clear of them and the question sat quietly in the right-hand corner of the screen asking: "46 Hours: 15 Minutes Accept or Decline, click here?" "I spent the next night tossing and turning wondering what to do." "Should I confront them? Talk to the authorities. Answer the question yes or no or just let it slide?" I avoided going out not wanting to meet them in the common foyer or worse still the lift. Where would it lead if I answered yes? Should I let them into my closeted life? Would they use this to control or blackmail me? These and a million other questions swirled about in my head and kept me from operating and sleeping. All the while my caged member reminded me of this situation and kept me on edge. In the end I sat down at my computer with my favourite scotch in my hand and watched as the numbers ticked by. At 4 Hours: 27 Minutes Accept or Declined, click here?" He clicked here and read, Accept or Decline, decide! I pushed the enter key and accepted and the screen went magically black and then a short message appeared mid screen, Thank you miss for accepting our invitation, we look forward to meeting you on the 21st of May! We realise that this may be a big occasion for you so we would like to take the liberty of assisting you with your preparations for the evening's festivities. At 0830 on the 21st a very discrete stylist and her assistants will attend to you in your apartment and assist you in the day's preparations. We are sure that you will be greatly pleased with the results to make you look your feminine best. Should you have any special requests our stylist's name is Devine and can be reached at 0414 222 467 We are all so much looking forward to your company and the future thereafter, whatever that may bring. Love Amanda & Paul, Celeste & David "Oh shit," I thought as I wondered just how deep this rabbit hole would go. Chapter 3 - The List The next few days flew by. I did not see any of them in the lift or foyer although I did try to go about my business as normally as possible and thought if I were to encounter any of them I would polity make small talk and move on. Thankfully, nothing happened until the Morning of the 20th another email appears titled "The list." When I opened it simply read a list of words in no apparent order. The List Bondage Sharing and openness BDSM Servitude and subs Cunnilingus Vibrator, cock ring, butt plug Pecking order Breast augmentation and enlargement Hormones Stockings and garters Gags Blow jobs Anal sex Corsets and lingerie Shapewear Living together Chastity devices Tattoos Body jewellery Body piercing Threesomes Foursomes Lesbian Homosexuality Full time womanhood Safe word Non negotiables Contract Time frame Living together "Wow, what do they want?" I wondered. It was just a list of things but the implicit meaning behind the words was direct and to the point. I printed a copy out and placed it on the desk not really knowing what to do with it. Finally, I decided that I would put it in his handbag and bring it along with me to see what happened from there. Chapter 4 - Getting ready I was up early on the 21st, attended to my ablutions and then had a long and hot bath in which time I saved himself down. I had removed my chastity device and cleaned it, but I decided to leave the two rings in place. I washed my hair and made sure everywhere was spotless and scrubbed clean before putting on my normal casual work clothes except for a nice black thong that I wore under them. Then I waited. At 0830 precisely, the reception intercom rang, and I jumped. Realising who it was I walked over and hit the intercom button and the picture of the foyer opened with three women and a lot of stuff filled the screen. "Peter, I'm Devine with Alice and Tina, can we come up?" Devine said. They were not what I expected at all. Devine was dressed in a form fitting summer dress while Alice and Tina had almost the same attire as he had on, white tee shirt, faded blue jeans and sneakers. Without a word of acknowledgement, I hit the button and let them into the lift with all their stuff that was on small hand carts. I greeted them awkwardly at the door and let them into the penthouse. Devine handled me a card looked me up and down apprising me, but she and the other girls were all business totally devoid of any condescending glances or outward judgements. Devine spoke again. "Do you have a favourite room that you would like us to help you prepare in?" I pointed to Libby's room and they all proceeded into it. "Just perfect," said Devine and Tina and Alice set about setting up their stuff. Although quite nervous I wanted to be a good host, so I said, "The kitchen and bathrooms are through there and please feel free to help yourselves to whatever you require." The three women looked at each other exchanged glances but only acknowledged my offer with a slight nod of their heads. After the women had setup, they stood roughly in a semi-circle about me, Devine said, "Peter can you please take off all of you clothes down to you briefs and let us have a good look at you." I had only done this for my mother, so I felt more than a little self- conscious, but I did as she asked and soon stood before them in just the French thong. The two assistants set about measuring me everywhere from head to foot. "Can we see and appraise your wardrobe please Peter," said Devine. I pointed to the very spacious walk-in wardrobe and Devine headed into it to examine the clothes. "You are quite a clothes horse," she managed to say. She looked at the racks of fine dresses and shoes along with the many draws of the corsetry and undergarments all the highest quality and designer labels. She appraised his makeup and perfumes and was impressed with her style. This was no half assed drag queen that looked like some over hyped woman of the late night she noted. She had style, elegance and above all the best of taste. In the walk-in vast robe area, there was a small fortune in clothing, shoes and accessories and it was clear that no effort had been spared on obtaining the absolute best of what money had to offer. Judging on the arrangement of clothes she saw before her she would easily pass muster. This would be a job that she would enjoy and the results looking at his fine face would be stunning. And those eyes they were just unbelievable. She shook herself out of her reverie and stepped back into the moment all business. Devine stood before me and I was acutely aware of my self-consciousness and vulnerability. "Peter, we can't call you that, it's just not in character, what do you call yourself when you are her?" Devine asked. I glanced down and quietly said, "Libby, I like to be known as Libby, please." "Libby, that's lovely, well Libby it is," said Alice. "Now come with us Libby and we will get you started." Libby, Alice, and Tina moved into the dressing area and Tina said, "Please take of the thong and shower with this and use these two hair products." Seeing they were not about to leave and meant business I put my thumbs in the thong and dropped it to the floor. I was semi erect but managed to keep it under control. If the women were interested none of them showed the slightest indication or comment about my predicament. When I stepped out, they were waiting with soft towels that they dried me with and wrapped my hair in womanly fashion. Next Alice set about shaving me again top to tail avoiding no area. She manipulated me with skill and kindness and if not satisfied repeated the process until done to her obviously high standards. Next the two women massaged in fine oils and fragrances into my skin top to toe. Devine appeared with a pair of exquisite briefs and assisted me into them before seating me at the dressing table on the soft stool. Alice and Tina methodically started at the feet with first a pedicure and nail varnish then the hands for a complete manicure giving her medium length extensions and an exquisite nail varnish job. I noted that the shades were not the bright red that "Libby" liked to use but were opalescence multi coloured. "The shades we have chosen are far more suited to your skin and eye colour, enhancing and complementing rather than clashing," stated Devine rather as a matter of fact. Tina took from one of her boxes a pair of breast forms. "We know that you may have your own, Libby but these are the very finest, latest technology and are weighted to suit your body size," said Devine. I wondered how they had his sizing and colouration then thought it was best not to know and settled back to enjoy. The breast forms were positioned on my chest and then adhered with fine scented glue that set quickly and felt amazingly comfortable. When Tina released the pressure, they sagged slightly just like a real set of breasts would do, their skin colour and texture exactly matching mine. Tina applied some make up to the near invisible join and within seconds they were like they had always been there. They asked me to stand and wrapped a black boned corset about my middle with under breast supports that left the nipples exposed. Once they fastened the two sides together down the line of my backbone, they began the process of lacing me into the corset. Slowly and surely, they tightened the laces top to bottom and bottom to top over and over again. When I complained they stopped for a moment then began the process again. Finally, when I thought I could take no more and could hardly breath except in short pants, Devine announced, "That is, Libby the sides meet, and you are good to go, 36, 28, 36 and with a bit a practice that 28 will get to 24 in no time. Diet exercise and corsetry, what better combination could a girl ask for." They made me stand and put me in a fine silk dressing gown that when I sat opened right up to my thong line in the most alluring way. Devine went off and after a while came back with a glass of champagne for all and a light lunch. Then they started on my hair and face. Alice cut and styled my hair with obvious skill. She added highlights to my hair so that the finished cut framed my face beautifully. Tina prepared my makeup starting with the foundations, demonstrating, and answering any questions that I asked. She added shape and feature to my face accenting the facial bones and toning down other areas. She added false eyelashes that accented the eyes rather than overpower them. Then she framed the eyes in the lightest of pale blue hues, almost non-existent tones that at once drew the focus of the face to my brilliant blue eyes. Finally, she coloured in the lips in a shade that matched the nail varnish, cool but powerful. I excused herself and went to the bathroom. Turning to the mirror my breath caught in my throat, in anyone's language I was stunning. Looking back, I saw the three women smiling and exchanging all-knowing glances. Toilet was difficult as I was semi erect, and it took all my willpower to relax. Again, they made me stand and attached the six garters to my corset. Next, I sat on the stool and they rolled the sheer and seamed black stockings up my legs and attached them to the garters. The feel of the sheer stockings was electric and so sexual, and I could not help letting the sensuous feel get to me and my cock began to swell straining in the French thong and threatening to push out. Devine smiled and said to Alice, "You're turn and quickly please as we are running short of time." Before I had time to react, Alice kneeled between my feet, placed her slender hands on my upper thighs and spread them. She expertly slipped her fingers under the waist band of the thong and then teased it out of the way. Without pausing she lowered her head opened her full lips and slid my now engorged member effortlessly down her throat. Her warm wet soft mouth enveloped me from tip to base as her tongue gently massaged the underside of my cock and her throat pulsated. The other two looked on while Alice's head bobbed up and down my shaft making sensuous sucking noises. I put my hands down on Alice's head to try and stop her but at that moment Alice intensified her sucking and all I managed to do was to entwine My fingers in Alice's hair and assist her with the oral administrations. Tina and Devine looked on as I first looked embarrassed, then my expression slowly turned to a dreamy faraway look, then one of lust and finally ecstasy. I started to piston Alice's head in concert with her sucking and to thrust my hips to meet Alice's face. The soft wet warm strokes from tip to base continued gaining speed as my climax started to come. I tightened my hands-on Alice's head and fixed her eyes with my stare as my cock pounded her mouth and throat with unadulterated lust. Finally, I gripped Alice's head firmly and drove my cock to the hilt into her warm wet mouth and throat. Alice made no move to pull back but instead started to suck and swallow in a steady and slow action. It was too much, I tried to pull back, but Alice's hands gripped my buns and her mouth devoured me. I could take no more, I stiffened and squealed and released my seed deep into her throat thrusting with each pulse of my cock forcing it as hard as I could down her throat. Alice took it all without gagging and the sound of her swallowing filled the room and my ears. Gradually we came down and it was then that I glanced down and saw that the relief was mutual as while Alice had been giving wonderful head, she had been vigorously masturbating herself to orgasm. "All right girls enough is enough," said Devine. Alice slowly lifted her head, and my soft cock came free of that sensuous mouth with an audible pop. It was then that Devine leant down and before I could do anything Devine slipped the chastity device over my soft cock, located it securely and clicked it shut. "You can get the key back later tonight" she said with an evil grin. "There are two sets, one with your hosts and one that I will leave on the dresser for when you return, if you do that is." The implied inference hung in the air. "Libby, stand and turn around please," asked Devine. I did as she was asked and watching my form in the mirror, I saw Devine remove a silver stubby object from her bag. I started to shake my head by Devine silenced me with a commanding stare. Devine lubricated the plug and made me bend at the waist and hold the front edge of the dresser while she gently moved the thong out of the way. I gasped as the cool wet tip met my bud and proceeded to open me. It was larger than my plug, but Devine kept the pressure constant and it gradually slid it forward all the time opening me. Suddenly I let out a squeal as the widest part of the plug slipped through my opening and my bud closed tightly about the thinner stem. I turned around and looked at my rear which now had a bright shiny diamond located right at her centre. "Are the cage and the plug totally necessary?" I asked. "Totally," replied Devine, "they specifically requested those finishing touches." Devine bent and replaced the thong while I tried her best not to become excited again as I knew with the chastity device in place it would be extremely uncomfortable. I wiggled my hips and tensed my muscles settling the butt plug into as comfortable a position as possible. "Right then let's finish up and get the show on the road," said Devine with a knowing smile. Now came the shoes. They were tall, taller, thinner, and tighter than I had ever worn in the past although they were not unlike my preferred shoes, just a bit taller. They slipped them on my feet, adjusted the straps and then secured them about the ankles through the gold buckles. They had me stand and then they dressed me is a fine silk black slip that fitted my body like a second skin. Finally, Devine open the dress bag that she had and removed from one of the large cases. It was stunning, black to match the shoes, thin straps with a low-cut front with sequined patterns over the shoulders and neckline. They helped me into it and then with a little cajoling closed the side zip up to just under my right arm. Next the applied the Jewellery, single drop pearl earrings, a three-drop natural pearl necklace, large diamond ring and matching bracelet. A light spray of perfume completed and added the final touch and the three women stood back and admired their handy work. I was star struck with my reflection. I stammered, "This is just so beautiful, how much do I owe you all?" Devine answered, "It's all taken care off but if you ever need any help in the future, I'll leave our card with the key." "Now it is almost time to get next door, so settle your nerves and get yourself in the right frame of mind for the dinner. Here is your purse with all you will need and watch out for those heels as they are higher than what you are used too." I slipped the long slim chain from the purse over my shoulder and clutched my purse, picked up the folded list and slipped it inside and turned once more to the three women. "Thanks for all your special help," I said, and blushed deep red when she looked Alice in the eye. "It's our pleasure, now run along and enjoy yourself, but be careful about what you wish for because occasionally it all dreams do come true," said Devine with a wink. Chapter 5 - Dinner and Dessert for five I closed door, took a deep breath, and walked somewhat unsteadily to the door of penthouse unit number one. Hesitating for a moment I pushed the doorbell and waited. My tummy was roiling with nervous tension and excited by the restriction of the cage and the fullness of the plug. A moment passed and then the door opened, and Celeste stood there. She was beautifully dressed and had a beaming smile. "Libby, you just look gorgeous, and spot-on time, I'm Celeste. It is so good that you could come and dine with us," she said with a smile in her voice. Celeste swung the door wide open and beckoned me inside. Once through the door Celeste held out her arms to me and gave me a hug and then kissed me on each cheek. I responded stiffly by holding her a little awkwardly and reciprocated by giving her a soft kiss on each cheek. Celeste lifted her hand and gently rubbed my cheek wiping away a smudge of lipstick. Her touch was gentle, but the effect was electrifying. "Sorry about smudging your makeup," Celeste said, "you look absolutely fabulous and I don't want to spoil a thing before the others meet you." She took me by the arm, handing me a long-stemmed flute filled with ice cold bubbling champagne and then lead me from the reception area into a large beautifully furnished sitting room the three seated people rose as one from the sofas and came over to me and Celeste. "Let me introduce you to the others, first of all this is Amanda and her husband David and this is my husband Paul," Celeste said. Amanda wore a finely brocaded black dress and both men wore impeccably tailored dinner suits. Amanda, David, and Paul all took turns at kissing me on the cheeks to which I reciprocated. "You look absolutely beautiful, and we are so glad that you accepted our invitation to come, meet and dine with us," said Paul. David and Amanda nodded in agreement and I felt my cheeks redden and flush with embarrassment and excitement. I took a small sip of the Champagne to steady my nerves and softly said, "Thank you for the invitation and the assistance," I said as she looked at the two women, "I was in two minds whether to come but in the end, I decided that nothing venture is nothing gained." I was not able to maintain eye contact any longer and glanced down focusing on the beautiful shoes that the women were wearing. "We are so glad you made the decision and the effort to come," said David. "We were all so hoping that you would come and join in with us" said Paul, leaving the statement hanging for further interpretation. "It's quite warm in here, come on out onto the balcony," said Amanda, and with that she slid her arm around my waist and guided her towards the balcony. Amanda's arm felt so comfortable and familiar about my waist and our bodies were close enough that our hips bumped as we walked. We walked to the balcony and I admired the view from a new perspective. The river below us shimmered with the reflection of the dusk's orange glow and minute by minute the sky to the west became darker as the sun disappeared below the distant snow-capped mountains. A light cooling breeze caressed my stocking covered legs flowing up them legs to my confined sex. I shivered slightly but was elated by the view and my newfound vulnerability. "You're not cold, are you?" enquired Amanda. "No not at all, just a little nervous tension I think," I replied. "How did you get the video?" I suddenly blurted out and then wished I had saved the question for later. "Well David's business interests are in the business of spying, not literally, they provide drones for the military and other agencies and they do the spying using David's toys. Well, that night he bought home one of the company's newest toys and we were having a demonstration and there you were. Extremely fortunate for us we think. Oh, we didn't mean to pry by lust got the better of us and we just had to enjoy the sights that night" said Celeste from behind Libby. I blushed a little at this but stayed silent. I chattered with the others about my business interests and what I did for a living and they filled me in on theirs. Suddenly I felt two pulses from the plug. They were quite sharp and strong and so unexpected that I let out a small womanly squeal and almost dropped my champagne flute but gracefully managed to spill not a drop. When I managed to regain my composure, I glanced about and noticed that they were all gazing at me with large smiles on their faces. I grew redder at being the centre of an unknown joke and glanced down. Celeste said, "Well that's the call for dinner so let's all retire to the dining room for the meal." I so wanted to ask what that was about but held my tongue and accompanied the others into the penthouse. The table was round and beautifully set with a low floral centre piece. David walked to a chair and slid it back. "Here Libby please take your seat here at the place of honour," he said and beckoned for me to take my place. I unslung my purse and placed it to the right of my seating position. I sat gracefully bringing my knees together and then tucked my dress under me as I sat. The chair was unusual in that it supported the buttocks but did not press where the pug was located. David sat to my right then Amanda, Paul and finally Celeste to my left. A smartly dressed maid appeared and quietly went about opening the napkins and placing then on their laps. Then she retreated to the kitchen and returned with the appetizes. There was no sign of a menu. Celeste asked, "I trust that you have no food allergies but just to be sure the first course is shellfish, duck or quail to follow, then red meat or fish, salads and hot vegetables and finally a desert fit for the gods. James our chef is just a wonder. Oh, red and white wine to accompany or if you desire almost any fresh fruit juice, water or maybe something a lot stronger?" "Wine will be wonderful," I replied as I nervously adjusted my napkin on my lap. "That will be all, Betty, you and James can take the rest of the evening off and we will take care of it from here," Amanda said. Betty nodded and picked up my purse. "I'll put this on the hall dresser for you mam just near the entry, so it won't be in your way during the meal," she stated. "Thank you, Betty that would be nice," I replied. Betty left the room and slid shut the frosted glass doors behind her leaving then in the dining room that looked out onto the now startling night view. David got up and went to the two stands that held the wines. He held a white in his left and a red in his right. "Libby, red or white?" he asked. "Red thank you, I know that white is tradition with fish but I'm a red girl," I said. Without asking the others he worked his way around the table filling the glasses with either red or white, he then replaced in the bottles in their respective buckets and seated himself. "Before we start, I suggest we have a toast to celebrate and mark the occasion," David said. "Celeste would you mind doing the honours?" David asked. Celeste looked around the table and then focused on me. "I know that I speak for all of us in welcoming Libby into our lives and hopefully our family in time. We are so pleased that you took the chance and the gamble to join us and may this be the beginning of a long and loving friendship and possibly more for us all. "To Libby and us," Celeste said. "To Libby and us," they all said together then we each touched glasses and sipped our wine. They all looked expectantly at me and somewhat unsteadily I placed my glass back on the table. "As you can see, I am overwhelmed and just a little nervous, quite frankly I did not know what to do when your invitation arrived. But here I am, and I am glad I came, and I am willing to see what will happen and where this new and interesting phase in my life may lead. Thank you for having me and being such understanding and welcoming neighbours," I managed to get out, then, "If I can please ask, what were the vibrations for?" I asked. Celeste said, "I'll handle that question," she said with a sparkle in her voice. "On occasions such as these, we each have a stimulation device fitted or inserted as the case may be. At seven pm the programming kicked in and it came to life. Normally we have the option of removing the device before seven pm if we do not feel like playing but after seven pm the participation in the game is mandatory. The devices will randomly activate through the evening and stimulate you sometimes mildly and sometimes intensely and you have no control over it. You can however deactivate the device during the evening only by asking any one of the others to deactivate the device, but this then obligates you to the person who releases you. The person who releases you may ask you for a favour, instruct you to undertake a task or simply release you without any obligation. However, you are obligated and must undertake the requested activity. Should you not wish to undertake the obligation you must then forfeit and be punished by the others as a group as they see fit at a time of their choosing?" "That about covers it, does it not?" Celeste said to the others and they all nodded in agreement. "However, as you were not aware of this game when you came tonight, we will release you from any obligations tonight. You may if you wish would ask for the device to be deactivated without any obligation or penalty. However, the next time we meet the game will include you. What do you wish to do?" Celeste continued. They all looked expectantly at me and I looked back into their faces and smiled. "You are all wearing these devices?" I asked. "Yes, the men are wearing vibrating cock rings and the girls in honour of you are wearing plugs" Paul stated and raised an eyebrow. "Well, I wouldn't want to spoil the party, so I guess that I am in," I replied. They all smiled, and Celeste said, "You won't regret it, we're all looking forward to what comes next." We ate the wonderful appetisers and undertook the usual small talk that happens at dinner parties. Each course was breathtaking, and the women served for all. The wine and champagne flowed freely, and I found myself relaxing and settling into the group. Occasionally the conversation would pause and one of the groups would go quiet or squirm uncomfortably as the vibrations kicked in. I had to stop talking mid-sentence at one point and grip the table as the plug first started to vibrate again ever so gently and then strongly sending wave after wave of tingling vibrations through me. The others looked at me and smiled knowingly as I tensed and gripped the table, my mouth slightly ajar; eyes hooded and felt the waves of intense pleasure surge through me. Try as I might I did not want to respond to the stimulation but as it went on, I began to rock my hips in concert with the waves of stimulation. Just as I thought I could stand no more and needed to ask, no beg one of the others, anyone would do, for release under the strain of the pleasure it stopped, and I involuntarily let out a squeal and pleasured pain and I let my head slump forward. When I settled my ragged breathing and raised my head the others looked at me with a mixture of knowing and uninhibited lust. David placed his hand on my knee and spoke. "That was very exciting and sensual Libby, you're going to fit in beautifully," he said as his hand gently stroked my inner stocking thigh near the garter. His fingers lingered for a second longer on the bare skin and then was gone. I felt stimulated and alive and oh so horny. We spoke about business, lifestyle, family, and open sexual desires that all came into the conversation. I was straight forward and held nothing back especially when I was asked about my dressing and sexual needs. At one point I excused myself from the table and made my way to the bathroom where I relieved myself. I stood at the bathroom wash basin and noticing the wonderful array of makeup selected my shades and readjusted my look. Making my way back I noticed that the table had been cleared except for the wine glasses and coffee cups. A cup of streaming coffee had been set before my place with a small selection of chocolates. I wondered about how they know all my preferences and then decided it was best not wise to know. Chapter 6 - Amanda's release and the explanation of the list All attention at the table was focused upon Amanda who was writhing in her seat. Sweat had formed on her upper lip and she grimaced again as the intensity of the vibrations from the plug rose to a peak. I slid into my seat and watched with mixed emotions at her predicament. It looked a lot worse than I had experienced. "Oh shit, oh fuck it, I give up," she gasped and looked about the table. "Who will release me, quick, quick please I don't think I can stand much more of this torture?" she managed to gasp before letting out a further squeal of sexual tension and frustration. "As we have a new player in the game, I suggest that we should give the honour to Libby," said David and then all eyes turned to me, Amanda's full of pleading. "Libby, Amanda has to say the right words to you, and you have to reply in the right manner," continued David. "She must say, Libby please release me, and I will be in your debt, and you must say Amanda I accept your debt and release you," continued David. Amanda looked me straight in the eye and said, "Libby please release me, and I will be in your debt." "Libby your turn and remember that you can with some reservations ask almost anything of her and she must obey or be punished by all, do you accept," David said. "Yes," I whispered. "I accept," I said. "Then say the words and be fast as I think Amanda will very soon reach the point of no return," David said quickly. "Amanda, I accept your debt and release you," I stated. With that David rose and sauntered slowly over to a small touch screen on the wall. "Shall I enter the code Amanda, what's the code again it seems to have slipped my mind?" he asked with a wicked grin. "Just get on with it you sadist bastard, stop torturing me," hissed Amanda. David hesitated for as long as he thought he could get away with, and then typed in a four-digit code and pressed enter. Almost immediately Amanda visibly relaxed and sat panting in her chair. "Thank god for that, I thought that I was going to wet myself there for a second. David have you played with the settings again. She breathed. "I may have just tweaked them a little," he said with a wide grin. Amanda glared at him with a look that could kill, settled, and recomposed herself and the asked, "Now or latter for the task Libby?" "Later I think, but soon," I replied. David explained that, "Each of us has a code to control the devices and as you can see it acts almost immediately. These codes are known to all. Celeste failed to tell you that as member of the group may self-de- activate their device using the code, but this means that they then owe a mandatory debt to all the other members. Very much frowned upon I am afraid and the consequences of this are somewhat harsh. By the way you code is 6969, and you can blame, Amanda for that one." We all sat drinking the excellent coffee in almost total silence and then I quietly asked, "What does the list represent?" The others eyes focused upon Celeste who turned and looked directly into my eyes and spoke. "It is a list of things that we like to engage in from time to time in no apparent order. We live and play together, and we like to engage in these things as we see fit. If you join our exclusive little group, then you would be expected to undertake all things on this list if required. It is by no means complete but we feel it sums up our games and lifestyle quite eloquently, what do you think?" she asked. I looked down into my lap for a second then looked into each one of their eyes for a long moment in return. "I'm comfortable with the list," I said, "but I have some concerns and questions?" Celeste said, "Fire away, we are all intrigued?" "I don't want to engage in water or other bodily output sports. If tattoos or piercings are involved, they are to be discussed with me and only upon my final agreement will they be undertaken. Brandings of any type will not be acceptable. I do not wish to have a full SRS, but I may consider taking hormones and having breast enlargement. When I meet with you, I will always be in feminine persona. When I wish to be alone or do things like sports or take vacations separately, I trust that you will respect my right to do so and my privacy. If I should find a suitable and eligible partner, I would require them to become part of the group, although I should say I have no such person in my life at this time. My business interests are my own concern and shall not be interfered with or medalled in by the group. I reserve the right to leave at any time of my choosing without having to justify my reasons." "Other than that, I think I am comfortable with the items on the list and I am willing to at least discuss other arrangements from time to time," I stated. They all sat quietly for a moment then Celeste sated rather than said. "All of that is very reasonable and accommodating. Entry into the group is a total commitment, with full time involvement once we accept you as a full member. However, you are free to leave at any time but, should you wish to leave permanently or be asked to leave by majority vote of the group then we will require you to vacate the building and sell the adjoining penthouse at a time and conditions of your choosing," she said. I looked at her, took as deep a breath as my corset would allow and said, "Ok, do we need to finalise this or is this gentlemen's / female's agreement?" "We will prepare an agreement but on behalf of us all it is safe to say that we are very pleased with your acceptance and its accompanying conditions," Celeste said. "Here let me seal the deal with a kiss." With that she leaned over and put her arms around me and gave me a squeeze. Then she turned her head to kiss me on my cheek but just as I offered it to her, she clasped my chin and turned my head to hers. Before I realised it, her lips were on mine in with a fierce passion I had not felt before. Her mouth worked feverously upon my lips and being caught off guard I relaxed and opened my lips and her tongue darted in playing with mine. She held nothing back savouring my situation and vulnerability before slowly parting and looking me straight in the eye. "There, sealed with a kiss, welcome to our little group," she breathed with fire and lust in her eyes. We finished our coffee and then retired to the lounge area. The boys fussed about us and I selected a twenty-one-year-old single malt with just a touch of ice. I know the purists out there will choke about putting ice into a good scotch but it my choice and that is how I like it. David sat to my right and Celeste to my left the three of us on a large high backed soft black leather couch. Amanda was sitting on the piano stool while Paul lounged in a large single well upholstered chair. My dress had ridden up on my thighs and the tops of my stockings were just showing along with just a hint of the slip. From time to time the vibrations came but nowhere near as strong, just enough to be pleasant and stimulating. "Well Libby, pray tell what have you in mind for Amanda's debt?" Celeste said with a mischievous smile. "You said almost anything is acceptable, does that mean in private or in company?" I asked. "Oh, it is so much better in company when shared by all," said David. "Besides, we have no secrets or things to hide here," he continued. "So, what's it to be?" I thought for a moment while they watched me and then said, "Amanda, I want you to get on your knees and come over here to Celeste and eat her until she comes." "Oh, with pleasure," Amanda said. Amanda rose slowly from the piano stool and then settled on to her knees. She looked up and me and then at Celeste and walked forward on her knees making sure that her dress did not get trapped under her knees by taking the hem in her hands and scrunched it up about her waist. This showed off her hips and mound barely covered in a white thong and legs encased in fine stockings held up by a matching white suspender belt. When she was close to Celeste I watched as Celeste spread her legs to receive her as she shuffled between her opening thighs. Amanda slid her hands up Celeste's legs and they disappeared below her dress. Her hands soon found the thong underneath and Celeste lifted herself off the couch and allowed Amanda to slide the thong down her legs and put it on the floor. Amanda lifted Celeste's dress and folded it back about her waist. I glanced down and saw Celeste's pussy slick and hairless glistening with excitement. Celeste squiggled down so her sex was at the edge of the chair and opened her legs wider so Amanda would have open access to her mound and its sensual centre. Amanda gazed into the eyes of Celeste and slowly lowered her head. Just before her lips touched her tongue slid out of her moist lips and slowly licked upwards across Celeste's clit. "Eat me, eat me slow and long, you cunny loving bitch," Celeste hissed. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my cock straining against its bounds. I was so horny at that moment I could have and would have done anything for some sexual gratification and relief. I looked up and saw David watching me with eyes full of lust. What did he want to do with me, whatever it was I was sure I would let him and enjoy doing it? I half wished it were me paying back the favour acting like Amanda servicing and being serviced. Blushing from the constant stare from David I moved my gaze back to the scene before me and watched raptly as Celeste stiffened and slid her right hand down and into Amanda's hair pulling her into that ever so intimate and sexual embrace. Celeste let out a moan of ecstasy as Amanda first kissed her clit and then began to suckle on it with ever increasing enthusiasm. We all looked on as Amanda played Celeste like a violin, sucking, kissing, and licking her. Celeste turned to me and slid her arm about my neck and drew my lips to hers. I slid my hand to her breast and found the nipple ridged with lust while her mouth and tongue fought for control of my mouth. She was ravenous and alive her hips thrusting forward while her other hand tightened on Amanda's head and crushed her mouth and tongue forcefully against her sex. We all watched in silence this play enjoying the sights and sensuous sounds as they rose and fell. Suddenly Celeste threw back her head and grunted in the guttural language of the female orgasm, her body tense, her hips thrusting, her legs quivering tight and tense. Then as if by magic her whole body went limp as she collapsed back into the sofa. Amanda continued to tease her with her tongue and with each lick of her tongue upon her throbbing clit Celeste responded as if struck by electric current, jiggling and twitching. Amanda slowly withdrew her mouth from Celeste's clit and looked at me with smile in her eyes and a slick wetness on her lips. "Have I completed my task to your satisfaction Libby?" she asked. "Yes," I whispered. "You have completed your task fully," I said as I shifted uncomfortably on the sofa. Amanda rose and pressed her lips to mine in a sensual deep kiss. I tasted and smelled Celeste's sex as she pressed her mouth hard onto mine forcing our fluids to mix and mingle. Her hand slid down my body and massaged my caged cock. "What a pity it's locked away," she breathed, my mouth would devour it in an instant and then I would ride you like a horse otherwise. Maybe later, I'll find the key to your heart through your cock and let you run free." Then her fingers were gone leaving me wanting and even more horny. Chapter 7 - Happy ending, well almost It was getting late and the stress of the day and the sexual tension had taken its toll on me. I rose and said that I was tired, thanked them for the invitation and added I would like to return to the privacy of my penthouse to sleep and digest what I had gotten myself into. Amanda asked, "Why don't you stay I'm sure we could find you a couch or warm bed here." I blushed and said, "Maybe not on a first date," and added, "That it's had been just a wonderful and unforgettable experience." They all rose and followed me to the front door and one by one gave me a hug and a kiss goodnight. When it came to David, he held me close and tilted my head up and gave me a deep, long passionate kiss. The others looked on but did not say anything. It was the first time I had ever kissed a man and it took me by surprise, but I was not shocked or repulsed, instead I was quite flattered. I responded in kind and then the kiss was broken, and the moment moved on. It was only then I realised that I was standing on one foot with my other leg bent at the knee and lifted from the floor in that classic of female poses when held in a kiss. Somewhat flushed I turned to leave. "Here you will need theses Libby," said Celeste as she handed me my door card and a small gold key. I took them, bid them goodnight again and walked the short stroll to my door, opened it and stepped inside. Closing the door, I leaned upon it letting out a sigh of mixed contentment and tension, my legs quivering with stress of the high heels and pent-up excitement. I was startled by a knock on the door and upon viewing the door monitor saw that it was Amanda. "Hi there, you forgot this," she said as she stepped through the open door with my purse. When I reached out my hand to take it, she took my wrist firmly and wrenched me forward and off balance I fell into her arms. She was upon me all hands, fingers and lips pressing me to the door her hands all over me and her mouth exploring mine. She tasted like sex. She broke the kiss and grabbed me by the hand half dragged me and half pulled me into the bedroom. She positioned me with my back to the bed and kissed me even harder crushing me against her. "God the thought of you makes me hot and very, very wet, I just could not wait a minute longer," she said as she pushed me onto the bed causing me to fall backwards onto the covers, legs spread. "Ah there's a look I know and want." she said looking at my splayed legs and visible thong. Before I could close my legs, she forced herself between my thighs, so I was left wide open, inviting, and vulnerable. Her hand rose and between her fingers the gold key glinted. It was the gold key of my chastity device. "Can't have too many of these can we?" she said with a wicked grin. Before I could protest, she pushed me further back onto the bed and straddled me hiking up my dress to my waist with one easy movement. She grabbed my thong and pulled it hard and I felt the thin material tear and snap. Holding it up to her face she took a deep breath and said, "You have excellent taste in Lingerie, and I will enjoy sharing mine with you, but you do have just a little too much on for my needs the present moment." Her fingers were onto the chastity device in an instant; she deftly inserted the key and unlocked it, smoothly removing it, and tossing it onto the dresser. Her fingers were like tentacles sliding around me and expertly teasing me, manipulating me. She was no stranger to wrangling snakes. Uninhibited by the cage my cock became engorged and swelled under her expert administrations. "I'm so wet and horny," she breathed and with that she rose on her knees, reached down, and pulled her thong out of the way, placed the tip of me at her entrance and with her green eyes boring into mine she impaled herself on me in one ravenous thrust. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, Oh My God that's so good," she sighed and began to rock her hips back and forward. Her arms reached out and pushed straight against my shoulders pinning me to the bed. She dug her nails into the skin of my shoulders not caring when I winced. "Get used to it Girl," she hissed and pushed down harder still. Her cunny was warm and tight clamping down on me and massaging me with in its slippery grip. She looked down and said, "You know when David saw you that first night, he demanded that we invite you into the group," she said as she continued to fuck me hard. "He's an ass man you know, he knows a fine ass when he sees one and yours is one of the finest, he has seen in a long time. Anyway, that is what he told me later that night when he was fucking me in the ass. He did not even ask me what I wanted; he just flipped me over, ripped off my panties and shoved it up my ass as hard as he could. I promise you, you will pay for that, one day." As Amanda rode me, she continued, "He was so excited that night talking about you as he pounded into me so hard and big that I thought he was literally going to split me in two. He is very possessive of you, so much so that he has forbidden any of us taking your release as he wants you all to himself first. He said that he is going to make you blow him and then fuck your ass until you scream for mercy. Even then I doubt that he would grant you any release, not until he has filled your ass to the brim with his cum at least." As she stated this her rhythm increased along with the pressure from her arms thrusting me deeper into the bed. "Sometimes when we girls go away together on holiday leaving the boys at home we come back, and they are just so horny. But you will be here now to fill in the holes, all the holes, so to speak. Celeste and I are going to bring you quickly up to speed in a women's wryly ways. "Oh, that will be just so much fun," she spoke. "Oh God when I think about him fucking you hard in the ass and us watching it happen, I can't help it, it's just too exciting, oh I'm coming" she squealed as she nearly crushed me to pulp. She tensed and her cunny squeezed it harder and pulsed around my cock and then I arched my back and sunk my cock as deep as I could into that warm, wet vice, coming in her. My cock pulsed and pulsed again and again as we squealed and groaned together in a mutual release of tension that only sex can bring. Her arms lost their strength and she fell forward her warm breasts crushing onto my soft silicon ones. Her breath was warm and wet in my ear. "God that was so good, now it time to thank me and pay homage," she hissed in my ear. "Thank you, how, I thought we both enjoyed the moment?" I said breathing heavily. "Oh, we did but you know what us girls must endure, wet spots in the bed, periods, being fucked in the ass, deep throat and swallowing cum just to mention a few," she said with a smile in her voice. "What do you mean," I said wondering wat was going on. "Oh, you'll see and better still you'll learn very quickly from a pro," she giggled. She raised her hips and my cock slid out of her with a slurping sound. She quickly reached down and covered her sex. "Don't want to waste a drop of the good stuff do we now?" she said with a very wicked wink. Before I could do anything, she quickly squiggled up my chest, pulled my arms down beside my body and pinned them with her thighs. Then, looking me straight in the eyes she slowly lowered her hairless and very slippery cunny to my lips. I tried to move my head out the way, but she was amazingly strong for her size holding me fixed to the bed. Ever so slowly she lowered her cunny to my lips and said, "Good girls always, always swallow, so here's your first lesson. Get used to the taste of cum because it is always on our menu. If you wish to be the third girl in the group David and Paul insist upon all of us good girls swallowing every drop. It is just one of a womanly skill set that you must be an expert at. Also, the art of the deep throat must be mastered, and thus from small beginning big girls grow." And with that she sealed her cunny over my mouth and let out a contented moan. I tried to move but she so strong and, in the end, I gave in and started to lap her cunny with my tongue. "There you go, you're a natural, slow and long, just let it flow," she mewed. Then she started to slowly rock her hips back and forward never letting me break the seal. "You know I go horse riding, a lot," she said. "I had an incredibly special custom saddle made especially for me that moulds to every contour, and it can be fitted with optional extras. Often it makes me come several times on a ride. This is so much like that, but oh so much better, more alive and proactive, stimulating," she said with both hands clamped about my head pulling me tight to her cunny. Her juices or more exactly, my juices started to flow and I my mouth began to fill. She kept up the pressure and, in the end, I relented and had to take my first swallow. "Ah there it is," she said, "welcome to the art of eating come, soon you'll be dining on it just like a pro." At the sound of me swallowing, she went wild and started humping my face harder, her hands entwining into my hair pulling me deeper, almost painfully into her cunny. "Make me eat Celeste will you, well eat me now, you cock sucking slave, swallow that cum and get ready for some serious ass fucking, cunny licking, sixty-nine work outs. Oh god this is just going to get better and better," she screamed as I swallowed the contents of her cunny. "Bet you didn?t think you would be doing this yesterday?" she said her eyes boring into mine as she shuddered with another orgasm. Slowly she came back down her hips gently bucking against my face. She dismounted me and laid down beside me, her breaths coming in gasps. Then she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard our tongues entwining, the taste of saliva, my cum and her juices mingling. "That was so good," she said. "Let?s do it again soon?" And with that she got up and headed for the door. She looked back at me and spoke. "There is a pecking order you know. David and I are the dominants, Celeste and Paul are the kinky ones and you my girl are now the subservient, so get used to it. Maybe in time you can move up the ladder a wrung or two, but I do not think so. I think you will enjoy and crave being under the thumb. I even think you will beg to be pussy whipped; oh, it makes my clit tingle down there when I think about it." I went red and she knew that she had nailed the target. "Oh well only time will tell girly boy," she stated and slid towards the door with a smooth cat like moves. "And I can tell just by looking at you it?s what you really crave, your body betrays you," she giggled as she looked me up and down. "Don?t get up, I know the way, I?ll let myself out thanks," she called back giggling over her shoulder. "You?ll be the star in the back seat of my car," she sang with a beautiful voice as she walked out of the bedroom. I watched her sexy ass wiggle out the door and was surprised to see I had re-gained and enormous and painful erection. It scared me to think how much I had enjoyed the evening and the events that had just unfolded. When I closed my eyes and imagined the scene of me being used by David in front of all of them, I nearly came again, but I steadied my breathing and my erection slowly subsided to a dull ache. "I think I had better go to the gym, increase my stamina and tone up for this group," I thought. I lay there reliving the night for the longest time then with a resigned sigh got up and went to the bathroom. Slowly I disrobed, getting out of the dress, corset and removing the breast forms turned out to be more difficult than I thought and quite a chore. I reached back and gently removed the plug, this on its own was exciting as it was larger than the one, I had. When it popped out, I washed and dried it and laid it on the bathroom table. I was then I noticed the pale ivory case on the bench connected to the wall power outlet. Fascinated I opened it to see cock ring nestled into one end of the box and any empty space sized for the plug. Between them was a dull grey screen. I picked up the plug and slotted it into its holder. Immediately the small screen came to life and showed two lines. "Cock ring charged and ready." And the other line read. "Anal plug connecting," then, "Anal plug synchronising and updating," then, "Anal plug updated," and finally, "Anal plug charging, 45%, approximate time remaining 2 hours to 100% charge." "Wow these guys are really serious," I thought. I closed the case. I removed the makeup, used some cleansers as Devine had instructed me and then had a long hot shower. I brushed out my hair and fell into bed naked and tired. I was wildly satisfied, a little scared of my reactions and agreement to join the group but still horny I as I drifted off into a broken sleep, wondering just what the fuck I had gotten myself into. Chapter 8 ? Inducted as a full member The next few days went slowly. I kept a low profile and went about my business that is until Thursday afternoon when there came a ring on the doorbell. I popped open the window viewer on the screen and immediately saw that it was Celeste at the door. "Come on in," I said. "The door's open." She came in and I meet her at the foyer. "High there, how are you going?" she said as she eyed my up and down. "Amanda and I were wondering if you would like a bit of retail therapy tomorrow, of course it is a strictly girls? day out, but you don?t have to come if you don?t want too?" She was in that tight Lycra form fitting gym outfit and by the look of it had just run a marathon. "I?ve just come back from the gym, anything poisonous to drink?" she asked, "I?m dying for some alcohol." "Come with me to the bar," I said and lead the way. "What?s you poison?" "Long G&T with mint or lime if you have any, Bombay Sapphire if you have it!" she stated. I had all those and set about mixing one for her and a scotch for me. It was a little early in the day for drinks, but my email had been sorted and the stocks put to bed, so all was well in the world. "Come out onto the patio and let?s watch the world go by," she said and headed off without waiting for me. We sat on the patio and new that no one could see us, well not without a drone at least. That was the best part of these penthouses they offered spectacular vista but were designed in such a way that you could be the only one in the world on this level. "Well?" she said. I looked at her confused then realised she wanted the answer the earlier question. "Oh, ok, yes I would love to come, are you sure I wouldn?t get in the way?" "Oh no," she said, "you?re the reason we are going, we want to take you out and get to know you more." "Where are we going?" I asked. "Well, it?s time to get you pierced so you can wear some proper jewellery and then you need to see our favourite practitioner, then lunch then the stores and then home for dinner and quiet time," was her reply. "What?s with the practitioner," I enquired. "It?s Dr Janice and she is our family practitioner; we want her to look you over and make sure you?re in good working order and maybe look under the hood and adjust the timing so to speak," she added with a sly smile. "Ok but remember that I have the final say," I said with some foreboding. "Great we will be here at 10 make sure you are dressed for action she added." And with that she finished her G&T stood up and headed for the door. "It?s going to be a hoot." I rose early the next morning, showered and shaved as close as I dare then set about getting myself ready. First was the chastity device, then some lingerie, corset with breast forms, slip, dress, stockings, and mildly high heels. I thought about the corset they had me dressed in before but chose one I could put on myself. The hardest part was the makeup and hair, but I managed and at 9:50 I was ready but with butterflies fluttering in my tummy. The girls rolled in at 10:00, looked me up and down and Amanda said, "Perfect, the outfits just right for today?s festivities." We climbed in the limousine and headed downtown chatting and gossiping. "I?m still sore from the night before last," said Amanda. "He just can?t get enough of my ass and it?s entirely your fault Libby, he just gets so excited thinking about you and I end up being the butt of his lust. God I can?t wait until he gets into your panties and gives my ass a rest." I turned beet red and Celeste said, "Leave the poor girl alone will you, we don?t want her to get stage fright, and here we are just in time." Amanda was not to be stopped however and continued. "A couple of months ago we were playing the game and I lost. David and I entered a contract and he said triple or nothing to which I agreed, as it turn out very foolishly. Well, I lost, and he then asked what the other three thought an appropriate debt would be. Celeste said she was tired of being fucked in the ass by David and said that I should take her punishment for three months, so here I am sore ass and all," said Amanda. When we entered the saloon, the owner came up to us. "Celeste, Amanda and you must be Libby, god don?t you all look drop dead gorgeous? I am Dianna by the way. This way we are all ready for you, Champagne?" "No thanks I stammered," as we were led into a room that was more like a spacious sitting room than beauty consultation room. "Now Libby strip down to your unmentionable and get up here in the examination chair while we prepare," said Dianna. It was obvious that no one was about to leave so I did as she asked and reclined in the large and comfortable examination chair. She examined me from head to foot and then said, "The girls have asked for two piercing?s in each ear, a belly button piercing, nipple rings and finally a tongue piercing so shall we get on with it," said Dianna. I put up my hand and said, "I?m not sure about the tongue piercing," I said. Amanda and Celeste came over and each took a hand. Celeste said, "We both have one, and once you have it done it?s so sexy, the boys just go wild when you go down on them, not to mention what effect it has on a clit." I looked at each of them and then said to Dianna, "Are they reversible if I don?t like them?" "Oh yes nothing in these procedures is permanent but maybe a little down the track we can do something more interesting, so what?s it to be?" she asked. They all looked expectantly at me and then I said, "Ok but only if they can be removed if I don?t like them." They all smiled, congratulated me, and sat around to watch the fun. Dianna was all business. The two additional earnings were not all that bad as I have had my ears pierce for years and knew what to expect. The belly button and nipple piercings went well although with a little more pain. I had two captured ball rings, fitted to my nipples and one very feminine gold with a string of diamonds soon fitted to my belly button. It lay sparkling below my belly button and despite the pain tickled when I moved it. The tongue piercing was something different though. Dianne asked me to stick out my tongue and then clamped it top and bottom with a pair of forceps, but which has an open area top and bottom. After sterilising the area of the tongue on both side she produced a small sealed sterile package and removed from it a long sharp needle. My eyes nearly went cross eyed looking at this instrument of torture and I involuntarily tried to get off the chair and release my tongue. The girls would have none of this and held me firmly as Dianne crooned. "Hold still Libby, it will only sting for a second." And with that she pushed the needle through my tongue and the two eyes in the forceps. There was a searing stabbing pain in my tongue and I when I opened my eyes the needle bisected my face protruding bottom to top from my tongue. Quickly Dianna inserted a bar through the hole and withdrew the needle that stung again as it slid out. She deftly screwed the other ball onto the bar and when suitably satisfied released the forceps and allowed me to retract my tongue in and close my mouth. The was the faint taste of antiseptic, metal and blood in my mouth and it gave me a funny feeling when I swallowed. "I don?t know whether to thank you or curse you?" I lisped. "How long should the pain last and will the lisp go away? I asked. "It will hurt for a day or two, sort of a dull ache, may sting like a mouth ulcer and the lisp will subside as you get used to it," Dianne said. "Leave it in for at least a week, use the antiseptic and bacterial wash twice a day, morning and night and don?t put anything foreign in you mouth or lick things that maybe not sterile, if you know what I mean for at least two weeks. If it becomes infected, red ore sore in any way come back and I will check it for you, OK?" I swirled by tongue around feeling the foreign object clinking against my teeth. Amanda and Celest beamed at me and stuck their tongues out showing off their own piercings. "Don?t worry girl," Celest said, "it gets better and more fun from here on in." I dressed, we said our goodbyes and then we headed off for retail therapy and lunch. Chapter 9 ? Doctor Janice "It?s time for you to meet Janice," Celeste announced after a light lunch. We collected our bags and headed across town to the mysterious Dr Janice?s Offices. Dr Janice turned out to be a slim and proper woman of middle age with salt and pepper neatly pulled back black hair. She stood there in her gold rimmed glasses and immaculate white doctors lab coat appraising me with her cool green eyes. In short time she had me stripped and on the examination table. The girls took up their spectators positions near by watching intently. "I look after the general health and wellbeing of the group," she stated as a matter of fact. She tested my blood pressure, took some blood samples. Slowly she checked me all over giving me a thorough going over. Dr Janice made me roll over and get on all fours on the examination table and while the girls watched she gave me a prostrate examination but did not stop there slowly and gently massaging me. I tried to ignore the intense sexual feeling as she gently but forcefully stroked and manipulated me with the gloved fingers but then before I could control myself, I was fully erect and let out a low moan. I blush deep red and put my head down on the table. "Now there is a pose the boys would love to see, go girl," said Amanda and let out a laugh. "Get it on, get down," chimed in Celest as she giggled. Dr Janice embarrassingly for me, quietly, skilfully stroked and teased my cock with gloved hands and try as I might I could do nothing but enjoy it, my head buried in the pillow. I felt her raise the stakes by again inserting a finger or two of her free hand into my but and gently massage me there. I tensed and arched my back. "Quickly girls the sample jar, she?s about to come and I want that specimen," Janice ordered. Amanda grabbed the sample jar off the desk, deftly unscrewed the top and none too soon placed it under the tip of my cock. I squealed, head now thrown back not caring who was there watching, just focused on my cock, and thrust into Dr Janice?s hand abandoning myself to the moment. Then my cock throbbed, the thick essence forcefully spurting forward into the jar. "Good girl," said Dr Janice as she watched my cock pulse and pulse again depositing that thick pale pearl, silky cream into the jar. "Wow that is just so hot, I think I just creamed my panties," said Celeste. "I wish that was buried deep in my throat or even better my cunt," chimed in Amanda. "Quiet girls, let her relax for a moment or two," said Dr Janice. I relaxed as the organism died away and slumped onto the table panting and flushed with the excitement of the milking. "Well done Libby, a great sample," Dr Janice said as she shed her gloves. "You can get dressed now we have all the samples and measurements we need, when you are ready come to the desk and I will prescribe some medicines and outline some of the procedures that may be of benefit to you," she said matter of fact as if this was just a normal day at the office for her. Once dressed I sat with the girls and Dr Janice explained that I was in perfect health, there was a small mole on my back that I should keep an eye on and that she was going to prescribe a list of medications for me that would help me. "What medicines?" I asked. " Well first a low-level antibiotic for the piercings, 3 per day for two weeks, and a course of female hormones, low level of course, that I would take two per day for how ever long I wish" she said with a doctor?s smile. "What will they do?" I enquired. "Slowly and over time, they will soften the face, smooth the hips, re- distribute the body fats to the right womanly areas, reduce the facial hair and all in all make you more feminine. You will develop breasts, B maybe C based upon your frame size," she said. "Did you know that the hormone treatments that we will be giving you are a direct result of your parents research," she said. I looked up startled hat she had recognised me and my association with the medical applications generated by my parents? research. Without bothering to wait for a reply she went on saying, "The hormones are strong, safe and quick, you should be immensely proud of your parent?s gifts to the world and their ground-breaking research," she said. "I am," I said with a stiff smile and looked away. "Are they reversable?" "Yes, but it will take time for the body to readjust and recalibrate, say three months after you stop taking them for the hormones to be flushed out of the system and then another twelve to eighteen months for the body to get back to the male normal. No lasting effects although you may need some Liposuction in the breast and hip area to remove some of the new tissue," she stated. Dr Janice drew two vials from her medicine refrigerator and filled two syringes with the clear liquid. Before I could protest, she had me bend over the examination table, lifted my dress, and deftly injected each globe with the fluid. "There that will give the system a jump start," she said. With that we left the doctors rooms and headed off to a discrete drug store where the prescriptions were filled. Everybody seemed to know everybody, and kisses and hugs were given and received by the owners and us girls. They all examined me with a knowing eye, but nothing was said other than the pleasantries. The girls fussed about me and Insisted that we visit their favourite lingerie store where I was measured, fitted, and purchased at some outrageous cost some of the most alluring lingerie I had ever seen, let alone worn. Finally, at the end of the day we returned home, and they left me, Celest kissing me on the cheek while Amanda took full advantage of my emotional state and kissed me hard before exploring me with her sensuous hands. "Can?t wait to have you again, but this time with David fucking your ass while you use that slippery tongue on my clit, we just can?t wait," she whispered. "Come along Amanda, let the poor girl get over the day?s activities and relax, you two can have your day in the sun later," said Celest as she dragged Amanda away. "See you soon, sleep well and enjoy the ride," Celest said with her wicked wink. Chapter 10 ? While the cats away Things went along almost normally, and we meet socially but nothing much happened until about four months later I got a text. "Come on over at 7, were having a small get together and meal, should be fun, signed A xxx!" the SMS read. I though for a little while, it was still early in the day and I had nothing much to do so I replied, "See you then sounds interesting, C xxx" I finished what I was doing, which was not much and thought about what to wear for the date. Should I call it a date? I took a long luxurious bath and shaved down, not that there was a lot there these days, and my skin had become softer and smoother. I had noticed that my hips were fuller and that the jeans I had always worn weer now tighter about the hips and difficult to pull on, so much so that I had on a whim purchased a couple of pairs of women?s jeans that were tight all over but fitted a lot better. My ass looked fuller and my chest now had what I would say were A cup breasts with ever so sensitive nipples. I dressed in a sleek knee length dress, sexy Lingerie with garters, black thong and long black seamed stockings, black high heels. I adorned all this with tasteful jewellery and put-on light makeup with a hint of perfume. I pondered for a second and then through what the heck and slipped the plug into me revealing at the taboo feeling of having it snug in my rear, wondering where it would lead, my cock was free to roam so to speak. At seven I was at the door and Just as It opened, I felt the plug chirp and vibrate in my ass and I squealed girlishly as the door opened and David stood there with a grin. He lent forward and kissed me on the lips before I could react. "Lovely as usual and dressed to thrill," he purred, taking my hand, and guiding me in. Amanda stood in the Foyer with two glasses of champagne in her hands and a grin on her face. We walked through to the sitting area and I was surprised not to see Paul and Celeste there. "Are Celeste and Paul joining us?" I asked. "Oh no, it?s just us three, Paul and Celeste are over east on a business trip, we though it would be good to get to know you more intimately just us three" said Amanda and gave me a wink. David?s eyes blazed as he ran them up and down me with lust. We retired to the dining room and shared small talk over a luscious meal of oysters, crab, beautifully cooked Wagyu beef and salad greens. Just before desert was due to be served, I felt the plug begin to vibrate. Slowly it hummed surging and ebbed, faster, slower but always more intense. I rested my hands on the table and as one strong surge caught me unprepared gripped the table and gave out a little groan. Looking up I saw Amanda and David staring at me with intense fascination both alive with the show with open wanting. I held on trying to relax but wave after wave of pleasure and torment came in ever increasing strength. Finally, after holding out for as long as I could I turned to Amanda and spoke, "Amanda, please release me, and I will be in your debt." Amanda smiled and said," not me Libby, your all David?s tonight he is the only one who will release you, and I don?t want to be the butt of his rage should I transgress that right tonight." I turned to David who was smiling a wicked smile and watching me. "When you?re ready, Libby I can wait all night if I have too, can you?" he said quietly. "Bastard," I hissed and rocked as a particularly strong vibration surged up through me from my rear. "David, please release me, and I will be in your debt," I hissed. "Libby, I accept your debt and release you," he said with a wide smirk. With that David rose and sauntered slowly over to a small touch screen on the wall, entered the 6969 code and the vibrations immediately subsided but remained as just a low reminder. "Time for desert," David said, "let?s have it on the couch in the front area." We retired to the front area drinking liquors me seated between David and Amanda. Amanda was gently running her fingers up and down the inside of David?s slacks while we sat, talked small talk, and relaxed. David reached out and clasped my hand and placed it on his knee. I turned my face to him and slowly began to run my hand up his leg while Amanda did the same on the other. "What do you want me to do to clear the debt," I whispered knowing that this was a tipping point in my life. "Everything," he said leaning over and kissing me with deep intensity. My hand slid up and I touched for the first time someone?s else?s cock. It felt, electric, wrong, sexy and scarry all at once. His hand snaked around my head and we were locked in the kiss, his tongue opening my lips and slipping into my mouth. My fingers sought and found the zip and with little effort I eased it down and slipped my manicured hand in feeling his cock free from the inhibitions of jocks. He sucked in a breath as my fingers slipped around its girth and eased up to the head where it was slippery to the tough under my forefinger and thumb. Our kiss parted as his eyes glared at me with unbridled lust. "On you knees," he commanded, and I obeyed. Amanda helped him shed his clothes as I watched on my knees waiting. His cock gently pulsed with the beat of his heart and I was transfixed by the sight, wondering if I can or should take it. He sat again and without hesitation lounged back and spoke. "I want you to make me come with your mouth and take every drop, then I am going to fuck your brains out every way that I can think off," he growled. I looked up at them, Amanda legs wide, bare cunt glistening, David with a raging hard on and new it was going to be a long satisfying night. Slowly I edged forward on my knees between his legs and let my hands slide up his legs and encased his manhood. "Anything you want, I am just here to use and serve," I whispered. Amanda let out a slow sigh and slid here fingers over her clit while David groaned with anticipation. Slowly I lowered my head and my tongue slipped forward and licked the warm slippery tip. I felt him tense and sigh and with a slow movement opened my lips and enveloped him. My tongue slipped down the ridge of his under cock and my lips sealed about that soft yet hard maleness sucking softly and moving, moving ever deeper down the shaft. I thought I would gag, and I had often wondered if that would happen when I fantasized about this act, but I did not. I only slipped deeper smelling the male musk and luxuriating in this ever so intimate act of subrogation. My nose touched his pubic bone and I gently applied suction to the now impaled member down my throat. "Oh, my what a mouth, you bitch suck me, suck me," he growled, and I began to do just that. His hands slid about my head and we began to work together. I slid up and then sucked down slowly at first and then with unbridled haste. He was putty in my hands or in this case my mouth and the power bestowed to me of the act gave me a strength and warmth inside even though he was clearly fucking me, and I was just a vessel to be fucked, I loved it and the power of doing it. Slowly the pace of the act quickly and suddenly he was mashing me down on his cock without a care for my comfort, not that I cared as I was enjoying the moment, the submission, and the pleasure just as much as him. My own cock was hard and suddenly I felt my dress being lifted and a slippery hand slide about my cock and begin to milk me. Amanda laughed and said, "God you?re a natural and a cock sucking demon." David was lost to the world and all that existed for him was his cock and the mouth he had wanted to fuck since the day he had seen me via the drone, god what a mouth what an insatiable bitch. With that he lost it and thrust hard and deep down my throat and arched his back crushing my head in his hands. I did not care; I felt the surge along his cock and knew what was coming. It surged out of his cock and into my mouth and I loved it. I allowed my mouth to rise up the shaft so that the head filled my mouth, and I began to swallow, each pulse was followed by a swallow, each swallow by a grunt of ecstasy from David and a whimper from me. Suddenly it was too much for me and I began to come under the expert administrations of Amanda. I bucked and fucked her hand all the while sucking and slipping my mouth over the now subsiding cock enjoying the feel of him shuddering under the supple movements of my lips. We collapsed together and his cock came free of my mouth with a slow sucking sound. "God that was good," Amanda said to David, "what a show, what a mouth, what a fucking machine." David look down at me, my face flushed, makeup smudged, hair mussed and my lips puffy from being fucked while a small trail of cum hung on my lips a gift from him as he withdrew. My own cum was running down my stocking legs and pooling on the floor. Amanda also kneeling, legs spayed cunt glistening fingers of one hand moist from her own juices and dripping with come from me on the other. She smiled and laughed. "Think we need a break before round two," she sighed and got up unsteadily. She held out a hand to me and pulled me to my feel. The hand with her juices raised to my lips and pressed in. "Suck," she hissed, and I did clean up her juices. David got up and said he was going to get a robe and a drink while Amanda pulled me into the bathroom where she helped me straighten up my make up and hair. Before I could stop her, she dropped to her knees and sucked me in. She expertly sucked on me and when I was hard and beginning to fuck that ever so skilled mouth, she abruptly stopped, patted my pulsing cock, and said with a wild grin one word, "Later" She left me with my frustration and bounced out into the main area her heels clicking on the floor. "David. Libby will be with us in a minute get us both a drink will you dear?" she crooned. Slowly I pulled my self together and then I sauntered out to see them both on the balcony, her and I still dressed to the nines, David in a silk bath robe, big again as she was mischievously running her hand up and down his length and whispering god knows what into his ear. They turned, she with a butter would not melt in her mouth grin and he with a raging hard on and a devilish look in his eyes. He handed me a glass of champagne with out a sign of being self- conscious about his hard cock that Amanda was lovingly stroking and teasing. Shall we retire to bed she said with a twinkle in her eye. And so, we did. He stripped off the robe and lay on the bed while Amanda and I undressed. She helped me remove the dress, slip, thong and bra but David Insisted that I keep on the heels, garter, and stockings. Get on all fours he commanded, and I slowly obliged and got on the bed. Amanda similarly attired as me reached into the side table and came back with some lubricant. She slowly placed some on her hands and then began to milk David with those trained slippery fingers edging him onwards. Then she came to me and whispered in my ear, "He is as hard as steel my girl and you are in for one hell of a fucking let me tell you." With that her hands snaked down behind me and I felt them tug at the base of the plug, ever so slowly she moved it back stretching me and playing with it. On more than one occasion just as I thought it was out, she rammed it home again and I whimpered with frustration and lust. Then the plug was out, and I felt empty and longing. Her fingers were back, lubing me with the jelly. Before I knew what was happening, I felt David between my legs and his warmth on my thighs. He reached out and grabbed me by the hips and snuggled into me. I felt his hardness brush me sliding up the divide of the buns, but it was unhurried, a slow but measure longing. " I have been wanting to do this for so long," he hissed, and I then felt the tip of his manhood touch the centre of me. Slowly the pressure of his body through his cock pushed forward and I held still waiting, tense but willing as well as scared. "Will it hurt? I thought. Then the head was in, no pain just a fullness like the plug but softer and warmer. Slowly it eased in inch by inch and we three held our collective breath. "Are you there?" Amanda asked. "Oh yes, all the way, what an ass," David replied and then he began to fuck me. Amanda slid around the front of me and opened her legs exposing her glistening cunt. "Wait for me," she said and drew my head and mouth down to her lips. "Oh, yeh baby, suck on that. David you let me know when you come, I want to see the whites of her eyes when you cum," she sighed. And so, it began, Amanda lay back and trust her hips onto my lips pushing against David?s thrusts. The pace was slow and measured at the start then like a storm began to quicken and grow until we were surging as one, Cock plunging, head being mashed into clit, sights, grunts, and groans ringing out in the still air. Suddenly a hand snaked under me and clasped my cock. Celeste had my cock in her hands and was milking me with great care. "When the Cats away, the mice do play," said Paul. "Good thing we got back early, or we would have missed the fun." I was lost though the feeling of being fucked, my mouth smothered on Amanda?s pussy and Celeste hands working on me were just too much and I could not take any more. I tensed exploded and squealed, Amanda writhed and bucked, and David pulled with all his might on my hips impaling me on his cock that pulsed and surged in me pushing his seed ever deeper. "Yes, oh god yes, I?m coming Amanda," he growled and emptied himself as deep as he could into me. We all collapsed in a heap on the be bed and lay panting. "Our turn" said Celeste as David?s withdrew from me and Amanda shuffled out of the way. Before I could protest, I felt another weight between my legs and a new hard tip push at my rear. Pauls cock slid into me easily and he let out a satisfied sigh as his pubic bone pressed up hard on my ass. Celeste replaced Amanda and we began again. Paul was hard and rough fucking me without abandon, Celeste was equally ravenous mashing my face against her sex making me lick and suck on her without mercy. I looked up and Amanda was kissing her while Celeste used me as her personal dildo. Paul drove into me hard and suddenly he grunted, and I felt his seed cascade into me mixing with David?s juices. Celeste howled and bucked as she orgasimed and I felt the passion raise again in me and my seed spewed on to the sheets. We lay together quivering, sweating, and panting as the sexual high drained away to a quiet heat and drowsiness that comes after sexual gratification. David and Amanda climbed onto the bed and we lay together a tangle of lust, satisfied bodies and simmering sex. I dozed along with the other but early in the morning just before dawn I rose needing to go to the bathroom. I collected my cloths and as I stood up looked directly into the eyes of Amanda. She smiled and winked, a wink on knowing power and lust, raised a hand and gave me a soft wave. "See you next time Libby, that was a hoot, what a night," she mouthed. I blew her a kiss and slipped out of the apartment. A shower, some TLC and a long contemplating sleep would be in order here. "What the heck next," I wondered, and I settled into my bed and dozed off. To be continued, well maybe....