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I'm not a particularly nice person. This may explain why I'm sat in an
interview room at West End Central police station, one of the largest
police stations in London, with my lawyer to my left and two police
officer, both in plain clothes, opposite me.
I had been picked up that morning and when I say morning, I'm talking
about a dawn raid that had taken place at one of my 'establishments' at
about four o'clock. This isn't the first time I've been arrested and it
won't be the last, it's an occupational hazard so I take precautions. My
business is doing very well and I've made a lot of enemies who would like
nothing more than to see me taken down a peg or two, so to mitigate this
I've always kept a few members of the establishment on my side by way of
a few thousand pounds being paid in to their bank accounts.
With this in mind I wasn't as worried as maybe the officers sat opposite
me thought I should be and were becoming increasingly frustrated at my
relaxed state. I had learnt to be co-operative and polite, no point in
needlessly winding them up, just smile and nod and I'll soon be out of
here.
The two police officers were male and female. The female was obviously in
charge, I'd say in her early thirties and the male a bit younger in age
and a lot younger in maturity. The female officer spoke first.
"I'm detective sergeant Anderson, this is detective constable Rogers, can
you confirm your name please."
"Certainly, Sean Davies."
"Thank you, you were arrested earlier this morning when a raid was
carried out at an address in Holland Park,," for those of you unfamiliar
with London, Holland Park is a more upmarket part of town, "you have been
identified and confirmed to us as the owner of the property and also the
person responsible for activities taking place at the time of the raid.
Do you have anything to say about that?"
"Of course." I smiled my most disarming smile, which, I'm told, makes me
look a bit like the actor, Bradley Cooper. "Yes, I own the property and
at the time I was hosting a private party for some friends. We have
tastes that wouldn't be considered mainstream and so we choose to indulge
in them as a group behind closed doors, although I can assure you nothing
illegal was taking place. No drugs, underage sex and everyone there was a
fully consenting adult."
The male officer chipped in. "That may be the case but you some of your-"
And here he hesitated, his latent homophobia rising to the surface.
"...female guests weren't what they appeared to be, were they?"
"If you mean that what you thought were genetic females were actually
trans women, then you're correct, but that is no longer illegal and you
can see why we have these parties in private with members of the
establishment such as yourself holding views like you do."
He made to argue the point but the female officer stopped him. "Of course
there's no problem with your guest's gender of choice but the problem I
have is that one of them was declared missing just over a year ago. We
knew he, as he was then, was living on the streets and we have a
statement from then from a girl he was sleeping rough with that he was
forcibly abducted by two men and guess what? Their descriptions match one
of the men we picked up doing security at your little party."
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I looked round at what I liked to think of as my 'inner circle'. "Ok,
let's have a little summary of where we are with our stock, if I'm not
mistaken we're running a bit low and I think we need to be doing a
fishing trip."
We were seated around a very plain and boring conference table and to all
intents and purposes we could have been any group of business people
discussing sales or profit margins. This illusion would have been
thoroughly shattered by the person who stood up next.
The most visually striking woman I had ever met, Ashleigh (I never found
out her surname, I called her Ashleigh, everyone else called her
Mistress) was six foot four in heels and believe me when I say that she
never wore anything other than at least four inch heels. She commanded
respect and total obedience from everyone, including me, so she was
perfect for what I used her for which was training and conversion.
Ashleigh had been one of London's premier dominatrix's with her own porn
channel and a long list of M.P.'s, judges and even a minor royal (if the
rumours were to be believed) as her customers. Unfortunately, when one of
her customers had a heart attack during a particularly vigorous corporal
punishment session and had to be whisked off to Charing Cross hospital
the resulting publicity ruined her. That's where I came in. I explained
what I needed, she told me how much she would cost me and I didn't even
haggle. She was worth it as the famous ad goes.
"We currently have three girls fully trained and converted, two of whom
are due to be shipped off later this week, one to a senator in the United
States and one to our client in China. The third is to stay here as one
of our in-house girls. Then we have two girls at stage two, so they're
almost ready and one at the first stage, she's brand new only been here
two weeks, she's proving a hard nut to crack I'm afraid."
"Ok, we need at least another two by the end of the week, Paul." I looked
over at a sinewy hard looking man directly opposite me. Paul Fairclough
was my head of security and also in charge of, let's call it
'acquisitions.' "Any ideas?"
Paul addressed the room "Kings Cross has always been a goldmine for
homeless kids but with the ongoing gentrification it's proving to be
harder and harder. I'll probably go south of the river, have a look round
Kennington and Brixton, any particular type?"
"Our friends in Russia have expressed interest in a girl of colour, so if
that could be arranged that would be great, I'll let you decide on the
second. Ashleigh, send the new girl to me, I'll see if I can't get her to
see things our way. That'll do for now, let's get to it. Oh and don't
forget, Paul's birthday drinks tonight, bar's on me."
As everyone filed out I got up, walked over to the small bar in the
corner of the room and made myself a gin and tonic and looked out over
London. I was bought out of my musings by a knock at the door. Ashleigh
was stood there with what appeared to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old,
flat chested girl who was in need of a couple of good meals. She was
dressed in a short flared pink skirt, a white T shirt with the words
'Daddy's girl' emblazoned across the front and a pair of three inch heels
that she was trying desperately to stand upright in. Her make-up was what
you'd expect any teenage girls to look like with pick lip gloss and false
eye lashes that were heavily mascaraed. Her shoulder length blond hair
was in a neat pony tail and I assumed this was a wig.
I smiled gently at her. "Jennifer, mistress Ashleigh tells me you're not
co-operating."
She snarled at me, "My name's not Jennifer you fucking freak, it's James
and I'll never do what you want me to do."
I tried very hard to not burst out laughing at the sight of this
simpering little sissy trying so hard to act tough. I thought I'd try the
nice approach first. "Listen, when we found you, you were sleeping in a
box that smelt of piss and puke, you hadn't eaten properly for nearly two
weeks and you were severely dehydrated. Ok, so you could argue we took
you against your will but are you seriously going to tell me you were
better off where you were just because we've made you wear a fucking
skirt?"
I could see I was getting through so I didn't stop. "Here's the deal.
Yes, you will be made to dress, act and have sex, with men, as a girl.
You will be given hormones and breast augmentation surgery and maybe,
just maybe, some other minor surgery like some facial stuff. You will
work for my organisation for a minimum of five years during which time
you will be paying off the cost of your surgery, clothing etc. this takes
about a year and after that, for the remaining four years you will be
earning a wage that we will look after for you. When we know we can trust
you, you will be moved in to a beautiful apartment that you will share
with one of my other girls. At the end of the five years we'll give you
your final wage balance which should be about ?160,000 and you can either
carry on working for us as a highly paid trans escort or you can go off
and do your own thing."
I stopped to let it sink in. She'd calmed down and I could see she was
weighing up her options. I didn't want to give too long to dwell on
things. "Ashleigh, you can leave us now, Jennifer and I are going to get
to know each other a bit better, aren't we, Jenny."
Ashleigh nodded and walked out. I slowly walked over to Jennifer
maintaining eye contact the whole time and when I was close enough I
tenderly caressed her cheek. "You know it makes sense, let go of all that
macho bullshit and accept who you are."
A few tears fell down her face. "I never thought this is how I'd end up
when I ran away."
"You got away lucky, believe me, how many young runaways end up face down
in the Thames do you reckon? We'll always look after you, we'll never let
anyone hurt you, if nothing else, you are now a valuable commodity. We do
however need to get over that first little hurdle, don't we?"
Jennifer nodded timidly looking at the floor this whole time. I carried
on, this time with a bit more force in my voice "get on your knees, you
know where this is going, don't you?"
She slowly sank to her knees and looked up at me, oh Jesus, I nearly came
there and then when she looked up at me with those big blue, innocent
eyes. "Undo my trousers and take out my cock, slowly."
She did just as I asked, stopping to gently rub my growing bulge, I knew
then we'd broken her. When my cock was free of my pants she rubbed it and
stared at it, as if transfixed, which she probably was. I put my hand on
the back of her head to remind her of the task in hand and she stuck out
her tongue and for the first time in her life she touched another man's
cock with her mouth. When her tongue made contact with the end of my cock
it felt electric, I put more pressure on the back of her head and she
slowly swallowed my entire length in to her mouth.
I helped her with the rhythm and occasionally pulled out my cock so she
could lick the length or play with my balls. I knew I wasn't going to
last long and when I was ready to cum I pulled my cock out so the tip was
just in front of her face.
"Keep looking up at me baby, you'll love this part." Then I came,
initially covering her cheeks, nose and mouth, I then put my deflating
cock back in her mouth so she got to swallow the last few spurts.
When she was finished I told her to stand up and I looked at her cum
covered face, my semen merging with the make-up that was now running down
her cheeks. "Good girl, that wasn't so bad, now, was it"?
She shook her head meekly. "Good, that was quite excellent you know,
you're going to make all of us, including yourself, a lot of money."
I walked back to the table while zipping up my flies and pressed an
intercom. "Ashleigh, send up Madison will you? I think young Jenny here
could do with a mentor."
I turned back to Jennifer. "I'm going to pair you up with a girl, just
like you called Madison, she's been with us for quite a while now, her
two colleagues have taken positions overseas but we've decided to Madison
here, you'll see why when you meet her."
Not five minutes later a beautiful young woman knocked on the door to the
conference room waiting for permission to enter, I beckoned her in and
invited her to sit down. "Madison, this is Jenny your newest friend and
colleague. I'd like you to take her under your wing so to speak, why
don't you tell Jenny how you came to be with us?"
Madison smiled demurely and looked over at Jenny. "Hi, I'm Madison as you
know. I was originally from Manchester and ran away from home about a
year ago. I spent about six months living on the streets when I was found
by Sean's people," she blushed a bit when she described her abduction as
she did, "at first I was like you, nervous, scared and screaming at
whoever would listen that I wasn't a fag and that I'd bite the balls off
the first bloke who tried to stick his dick in my mouth. I guess they
knew better than me though and over time as Mistress Ashleigh kept
working away on me, I came to realise that this wasn't so bad and being a
special girl like we are definitely has its advantages. At first I hated
dressing up in girl's clothes but now I love it, they're so much better
than the boring old boys stuff I wore, the colours, the fabrics and the
styles but they're also so much sexier, you know? I can wear some sexy
Victoria's Secret lingerie with some killer heels and a LBD and I just
know I can twist any of the guys here, even Sean, round my little
finger."
I walked over to her and kissed her sensuously on the mouth, all the time
keeping one eye on Jennifer. "Madison, darling, Jenny just gave me a
great blow job but she could do with a bit of expert tuition, why don't
you go over to her and show her, first-hand how it's done?"
Madison smiled innocently got up and glided over to where Jennifer was
still standing and pulled her in close and the beautiful young girls
kissed gently and with real tenderness. All this time Madison was
caressing Jennifer's backside and sliding her hands up and down the backs
of her thighs. After a little while Madison guided Jennifer over to one
of chairs and had her sit in it, Madison then kneeled down in front of
her and slid both her hands gently up Jennifer's thighs and slowly pulled
her panties down to her ankles.
Madison then leaned in and started licking Jennifer's cock all along its
length. She did this for several minutes without breaking eye contact
with Jennifer until she eventually took her cock into her mouth and I
could see the look of ecstasy on Jennifer's face. Watching all this had
made me hard again and while it hadn't been my original intention I
walked up behind Madison and flipped her skirt up on to her back. Her
beautiful heart shaped bum with the rear of her thong panties made me
even harder and I unzipped myself and pulled out my cock. I leaned over
to Madison's ear and asked her, "Do you want it? I know you do, tell me."
"Oh, fuck, yes, Sean, please fuck me." I stared long and hard at Jennifer
as I pulled Madison's thong aside and slowly entered her. As I did so I
leaned forward and kissed Jennifer passionately. It didn't take long for
Jennifer and I to get into our rhythm and before long we had Madison
crying out in ecstasy as we fucked her from both ends.
Jennifer was first to cum as she grabbed Madison's head and held her in
place as she unloaded in to her mouth, some leaking out down on to
Madison's chin. I came soon after and filled Madison's bowels with my
seed. I pulled out and some of my cum leaked out, I beckoned Jennifer
over "get down and clean my cum out of her arse." She baulked a bit as
the prospect of what I was asking, no telling her what to do sunk in. "Do
it," I said with more force. She dutifully got down behind Madison and
went to work lapping up all of the cum that was leaking out of Madison's
bum. She soon finished.
"Good girl, now go with Madison. I don't want any trouble, Mistress
Ashleigh has been extremely gentle with you so far and so have I. You've
had the carrot this afternoon, you don't want the stick, believe me."
Next Chapter
Jenny carries on her training with Mistress Ashleigh and we meet the two
newest recruits.
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