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The Shop part 2
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Peter now had a decision to make. He could return to his mundane life of working in the shop, going to the cinema and spending the rest of his time dreaming about being used and abused. Or did he want to continue on this journey with the three ladies fate had thrown in his path. He understood that there was little chance he would come across someone like them again if he walked away, let alone three of them. Yes they may have pushed him way out of his comfort zone but that was good for him and he had learnt a lot about himself, how he wanted to live his life and his deep desires. In the end it was not a difficult decision to make.
He got off the chair, took his normal position on his knees and addressed the three ladies. He agreed that it may have been fate that led to them crossing each others paths but either way he did not want to path ways with them. He understood that if he agreed the rules, the control and the humiliation would get worse but deep down he knew the ladies cared about him and wanted him to be the best sissy he could be. He crawled over and in turn kissed the feet of the three ladies and begged them to continue his training as their sissy.
The ladies smiled at his decision, hoping it would be what he would say but not taking anything for granted. Amy placed the collar around his neck and with the leash led him back to the cage. He was hooded and locked into the cage as the ladies planned something to mark the occasion. Once Peter settled in the cage he felt at peace and happy with his decision, no matter what it may bring.
After a couple of hours Amy retrieved Peter from the cage and led him straight to the bathroom. He was ordered to strip and the cock cage was even taken off. He had a long shower to clean himself totally and then Amy administered three enemas to make sure he was totally clean inside as well. After he had tried off, he came back to the bedroom and found an outfit waiting for him on the bed. It consisted of very fine white stockings and suspenders, matching bra and panties. Once they were on and his cage was securely locked back in place, he got on all fours and Amy led him out to the main room where the other two were waiting. Peter’s mouth dropped when he saw Jean and Laura waiting there dressed in black latex lingerie and boots. Though it was the strap-ons that they were wearing that was the biggest shock. They were larger than any of the plugs he had been using to train his ass. Amy disappeared for a few moments and came back dressed the same as the other two.
Peter was led over to a table that had been positioned in the middle of the room. He was bent over it and his arms and legs securely tied in place. A large ring gag was placed in his mouth that kept it wide open and accessible. Jean approached and said as a way of marking his decision to continue as their sissy, each lady was going to take both his holes with their strap ons. When they were finished there would be no doubt as to who was in charge and what his place was. Amy walked in front of him and positioning her strap on at the opening of the gag, she ordered him to suck it.
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Yay part two is here more please ?? |
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When the dildo first entered his mouth he started to gag as Amy pushed more and more. Soon she had pushed past his gag reflex and most of the huge cock was going in and out of his mouth as if it was on a motor. If the ring gag had not been on Peter thinks he would have got sick by now. After Peter got the dildo wet enough Amy went behind him, positioned herself and without warning entered his other hole with a huge push. Even with the ring gag Peter would have screamed if Laura had not taken Amy’s place in front of him and shoved her dildo in his mouth. The two ladies smiled at each other over Peter’s head as they built up a rhythm as they entered both his holes at the same time. Jean just looked on at the picture in front of her with a smile on her face as she waited her chance to claim his sissy ass for himself. After about fifteen minutes of continuous action, both Amy and Laura withdrew their dildos and gave him a little breather.
There was a lot of drool coming from the ring gag and his other hole felt somewhat empty without the dildos in it, but Peter was glad of the break. Soon enough though Jean approached with what looked like the biggest dildo yet and shoved it through the ring gag into the sissy’s mouth and ordered him to lick. Even though it was huge Peter soon got used to it and knew he needed to cover it with as much juice as possible to make the next part easier. After ten minutes of sucking Jean withdrew and moved around to the other end and immediately filled his ass with her cock. As she was doing this Amy approached and added a dildo to the ring gag so that Peter had something else to suck on. As Jean continued to ream his ass, Amy and Laura got two canes and started to cane the backs of Peter’s legs. Soon with the combination of the caning and the ass action Peter collapsed on the table, a totally broken sissy. After a short break, Laura threw some water over Peter to wake him back up.
The ladies went off for some refreshment as they left Peter tied to the table in the distressed state he was in. His ass had been totally reamed by the three of them and he was in no doubt as to who owned him and what he had signed up for. After a couple of hours he was released and dragged back to the cage and left there gagged and hooded over night. He was told the ladies would tell him his new schedule in the morning and not to expect much idle time.
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The next morning he was collected from the cage, taken to the bathroom to clean himself up and then led to the kitchen where he knelt as the new structure was explained to him. The ladies informed him that they would not affect his work or the small social life he had but that they were his priority and if they called he was to come immediately or face the consequences. The rules about only wearing female clothing while indoors was to be extended to his own home. Laura was going to pay a visit to his flat over the next couple of days and do an inspection and also suggest some changes that would fit in with his new life. They would also expect that he would keep his place as clean as a way of practice for when he cleaned their three places. At each of the ladies residences there would be a hanger by the door with whatever they wanted him to wear when there and that is where his male clothes would stay until he left. How much clothing was on the hanger would be determined by what chores the ladies had for him and what mood they were in. Eventually there would come a time when he would wear the full uniform that Amy had originally acquired for him, and there may be other ones made in different colours.
They then outlined the new schedule for him. After work each day, he would be spending a couple of hours in the evening at the homes of the ladies, doing whatever chores they may require. This may include cleaning, washing dishes, ironing etc or even simple things like being a toilet or an ashtray for a couple of hours. The agreement was that Amy would have Mondays. Laura would have Wednesdays and Jean would have Fridays. The other two week days would be given over to keeping his own place clean or his social life. One weekend out of every month would be spent at the homes doing longer chores or continuing his training in different ways. Each of the ladies was going to concentrate on a different area of his training and hence share the load and reduce the time taken to bring him up to the level they required. Amy would be looking after his oral and anal skills, Laura would be looking after his ironing and cleaning skills and Jean would primarily deal with his punishments, pain levels and toilet skills. Of course each of the ladies had the right to deal with any errors or misdemeanours but Jean would deal with the more severe ones. His under work clothing of lingerie and stockings and the chastity cage would of course continue indefinitely and they were not sure when they may allow him the pleasure of coming again.
Peter knelt there in silence as this was all outlined to him and was not sure what if anything to say. He had understood things would be ramped up but was still a bit taken aback by how much thought the ladies had put into this and how much time and effort they were giving over to the project of sissy. He was ordered to crawl over and in turn kiss their feet as a way of acknowledging the new structure and thanking them for their time, patience and training of him. This he did immediately and then knelt quietly in front of them while they went through some minor details. Shortly after the discussion he was dismissed to his own devices. He was told to get keys to his home cut for each of the ladies and to be ready to meet Laura after work on Tuesday for her inspection of his place. The new schedule would kick in the week after that inspection.
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Great story |
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As arranged Laura was waiting for him as he closed the shop on Tuesday. She was dressed in a lovely business suit and a very nice pair of boots – knowing exactly what this would be doing to Peter and his little cage, They chatted about this and that as he walked her to his flat. When they got there she held out her hand and he gave her the key he had got cut for her. As soon as the door was closed behind them, she ordered him to strip to his lingerie and get on all fours. When he was ready she took a collar and leash out of her bag and placed it around his neck. While he was used to wearing such things it felt different wearing them in his own flat where he normally felt in charge. This of course was all changing more and more. Walking ahead and pulling on the leash Peter followed on all fours as Laura walked around his flat and inspected it.
The flat consisted of a living room, small kitchen and bathroom, one main bedroom and another which was more used as a store room than anything else. It was quite tidy but Peter noticed it did not pass Laura’s inspection and reckoned he had some punishment coming and would be spending time cleaning his own flat. When Laura was finished the tour she led him back to the living room and sat on the couch while he knelt in front of her. She told him it was a cosy place but indeed the level of cleaning needed to be improved. She also pointed out that the spare room wardrobe and chest of drawers needed to be cleared out and made ready for all his sissy clothes. He had very little apart from underwear and a couple of cheap fancy dress outfits but that was going to change. She also suggested he place a small chest by the front door. This would be used to keep his day to day male clothes in, which were to be stripped off as soon as he came in to the flat. She would place a hanger there with a collar and leash and that is all he would wear in the flat apart from his lingerie. In time the ladies would choose some more clothing for him to wear at home and they would expect photographic proof that he was following direction.
When she was finished Laura told him to fetch the wooden chair from the bedroom and place it in the middle of the living room floor. She sat down on it and beckoned for him to go over her knee and balance himself. When he followed suit she pulled down his panties and started to administer a very severe spanking, admonishing him for the state of his flat and that the standard was nothing like what they expected. She told him that as she was responsible for his cleaning training she now knew how strict she needed to be. After his cheeks were extremely red she told him to get up and stand in the corner with hands on his head. While he was there she wrote down a list of cleaning things he needed to get and also a schedule for cleaning his place. She informed him that she would be back on Friday to inspect and there needed to be a vast improvement.
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During his lunch break the following day Peter went shopping for everything that was on the list. He also had to cancel a social meet that had been arranged for that evening as he was worried about disappointing Laura when she returned on Friday. When he got home he realised that someone had been in his place and made some changes. First there was a hanger by the door with a collar and leash and apron on it and the chest Laura had suggested was already by the door, He got changed and carried the cleaning stuff into his kitchen. That was the first room he started to clean, doing the dishes, washing down all the surfaces and even cleaning out the fridge and the little used oven. Finally the last thing to be done for now was to wash the floor. While he waited for it to dry he walked around the flat to see if there were other changes. There were some black bags in his bedroom which turned out to be filled with a lot of his male clothes. Obviously items he was no longer permitted to wear. His bedding had also been changed to a more sissy pink colour. However the biggest change in the room was the positioning of a dog cage in the corner. There was a note beside it saying that for now this is where he was to sleep.
Even though it was late Peter decided to tackle the bathroom next. He cleaned the bath and the sink and then got down on his knees to give the toilet a good scrubbing. When he was finished he thought it looked good but knew that it would be Laura’s decision if it passed muster. He finally took off the apron and dragged himself to the cage and was soon fast asleep. The following night he tackled the living room and bedroom, giving them a good dusting and a good hovering. When he was finished he collapsed in front of the television for a while before retiring to his cage. On the Friday he could not really settle at work as he was nervous about the visit that evening and whether his efforts were worth it. As he lived alone and rarely had visitors he knew he had let the flat cleaning go by the wayside a bit but that was no longer an option.
When he closed up Laura was waiting for him, dressed as she had been on Tuesday. They quickly got to his flat and he stripped off his male clothes. On the hanger this time was the collar and leash but also a hood and bondage mitts. Laura hung up her coat and then helped put the items on Peter, locking them as normal. He was then put on all fours as she led him round while she carried out her inspection. He heard a couple of tut tuts now and then but she was letting little slip. Eventually she led him to the living room and had him on his knees while she sat down. She placed an ashtray gag in his mouth and lit a cigarette and relaxed. She commended him on the effort he had made and apart from a couple of minor things, she was pleased with the outcome. She told him that her training which would start on Wednesday would iron out the minor deficiencies in his cleaning. When she had finished the cigarette she undid the ashtray gag and led Peter to his bedroom. She positioned him face down on the bed and tied his legs spread-eagled to the bed posts. She walked over to a cupboard and took out a cane and approached him. She explained that this was not a punishment as such but more because she could and needed him to remember they could abuse him in any way they wanted when they wanted. She then administered 25 hard strokes to his ass and the back of his legs. By the time she was finished he had tears down his face under the hood. He was grateful for the fact it was Friday so he would not be working tomorrow as he expected still to be rather sore.
After giving him a few minutes to recover he was placed in the cage for the night. Before locking him in Laura explained that she was spending the night at his as they had some new training for him in the morning. So much for his day of rest he thought but of course said nothing. Laura then threw a large blanket over the cage so he was completely in darkness and left him for the night.
In the morning he was let out and told to strip and go clean himself inside and out. On his return to the bedroom there was a maids uniform on the bed for him to put on. Not as detailed as the one Amy had provided (he had not earned that right yet). This one was a lot more skimpy and would not cover his panties or his cage. When he put it on Laura approached with a pair of eight inch black heels, Once they were in place she locked them on and then added a connecting chain. Another chain was added between his knees and finally his hands were chained to his waist. This left him with very little movement and he was not sure how he was going to manage to walk in the heels. Laura attached his leash and started to pull on it so he had no choice to follow. He tethered very slowly behind her, too slowly in fact. If he did not move fast enough for her she hit the backs of his legs with a crop and told him to pick up the pace. He was informed that he would be wearing those heels for the rest of the day and by the end of it he should be able to walk properly in them.
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Brilliant |
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By the end of the day his ass was red with welts and his legs were killing him. After eight hours he was finally released from the heels and allowed to rest his feet. Laura told him that he had done well but the shoes would be soon a permanent part of his wardrobe when he was their sissy so the quicker he managed to walk in them the better. He was given the Sunday off for himself but reminded that Amy was collecting him on Monday after work for his first day of oral training. He was told to ensure he cleaned himself out before work on Monday and to wear his biggest plug in preparation.
When he closed up on Monday Amy was waiting for him with a little glint in her eyes. She was dressed in a leather mini and tight top and her favourite pair of doc marten boots. She looked very fetching indeed as his cock cage soon told him. When they arrived at her place, he stripped down to his lingerie but was surprised when Amy told him to remove this as well. Soon he was standing naked in her hallway apart from the ever present cock cage and the butt plug. She reached behind her and handed him a bag and told him to get dressed. Inside was red lingerie including bra, panties and suspenders. Over this he had a boob tube and a very tiny mini latex dress. The outfit left very little to the imagination and almost made him feel like he was going to be sent walking the streets. Pointing to the floor he took his normal position and Amy attached the collar and leash. Leading him into her living room, he saw she had been busy preparing for this evening’s training. Lined up against one wall were various sizes of dildo. They were stuck to the wall at just the right height for someone who would be on their knees and ranged in size from small to massive.
Amy led Peter over to the wall of dildos and picked up a large ring gag which was soon positioned in his mouth. She also cuffed his hands behind his back and then led him to the first dildo. She pointed for him to start sucking it and explained that she expected him to take the full length in his mouth. He moved the hole in the ring gag over the dildo and started to suck it. With his hands cuffed it was not easy to manoeuvre himself and often he fell to the floor. After a few attempts he finally got into a rhythm and the dildo was sliding in and out of his mouth. When he reached the end it almost felt like he was kissing the wall each time as that is where the base was. Amy told him to make some slurping noises as he sucked as men liked to know sluts were enjoying sucking their cocks (even if they were not). She pointed to the other dildos and explained as the training went on Peter would become expert at sucking all of them and would soon lose his gag reflex. She also admitted that she had another wall ready for his anal training and that thought brought a smile to her face while a shiver went through Peter. He was kept sucking the dildos for three solid hours and by the end had moved onto the third dildo, which was the biggest one yet. He had no idea how he would manage the others. When the three hours was up the ring gag was removed and he was told to kiss and lick Amy’s boots in appreciation for all her efforts and her time. Finally a very tired sissy was dismissed home for the evening.
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Soon it was Wednesday and it was Peter’s evening to visit Laura for maid training. He had a couple of busy days in the shop and was not really feeling it but knew he had little choice. Laura rang the shop and told him to go straight to hers after work and she would meet him there. When he arrived she let him in and after he stripped he was handed a very flimsy maid uniform that would be used for fancy dress. It did not cover much and came with matching apron. Laura also added wrist and ankle cuffs with chains linking and a gag – good maids are seen but not heard she reminded him.
Using a leash attached to the cock cage she led him into her kitchen, which was a total mess. Laura had obviously decided she did not need to clean for a few days if she was going to have a sissy come round and do it. The counters were full of dirty dishes and the floor looked like it had not been swept in a while. Peter sighed and knew he had a long night ahead of him.
Laura led him over to the sink and linked a long chain from the sink to the cock cage. This gave Peter enough room to move between the sink and the cupboards to put away the dishes. Laura explained that she wanted everything spotless and she would be checking. Also if any dishes or glasses were broken Peter would pay the price with his ass. She disappeared and soon he heard the sound of a television coming from the living room. Nice for some to be able to relax he thought as he started running the tap for hot water. Soon he was stuck into cleaning the dishes and doing his best not to drop any. Washing up with chains on was not easy but he guessed this was all part of the amusement for the ladies and it made him focus on the job and take care with it.
After a couple of hours the dishes were almost done and he was feeling tired. So tired in fact that a couple of glasses fell out of his hands and smashed on the floor. The sound could be heard in the living room and all of a sudden he heard a shout from there. Laura appeared at the door and looked at the broken glass and at him and she did not look best pleased. He tried to apologise but was hard to say anything with the gag in. She marched over and bent him over the counter and taking a cane (why were these instruments always so near at hand) and started to cane his ass and the back of his legs. Soon she had administered fifty strokes and his ass and legs felt like they were on fire. She also took out the gag and replaced it with a pair of her used panties and some gaffer tape.
She then undid the cock cage chain and handed Peter a brush and told him to sweep the floor clean. She wanted to be able to eat off it though of course if anyone it would be sissy doing it and not her.
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Even though he respected and admired all the ladies, Jean is the one that scared him the most. Especially as this whole adventure and new life would not have started if it was not down to her coming to his shop. So he was very nervous about meeting her for the first day of the new training regime on Friday. He had a message from her saying she would collect him from work and he did not need to bring anything with him. She also hoped he had no plans for Saturday as he may not be in any fit shape when she was finished with him. This made him more nervous and wonder what she had planned. When she arrived at the shop on Friday she was dressed in what he would consider full domme mode, black boots, black leather mini and white crisp blouse. She looked stunning and he told her so. They then walked back to her house. On arrival he was told to strip to the cage and then she handed him the puppy knee pads and bondage mitts. This meant he would be spending a lot of time on all fours.
Using the collar and leash she led him into her fun room, which had made him shiver when he first saw it on the earlier tour. She led him over to a spanking bench and bent him over and strapped him down. Even if he wanted to he was not going anywhere. Jean walked away and came back with a ball gag which was used to silence him. She then walked back to the wall and took a flogger and a paddle. Slowly walking back to the bound sissy, building up the atmosphere, she gently laid her hands on his bare ass and pinched it. She informed Peter that she was going to build up his pain levels and it would hurt, hence the gag as she expected screams. She laid the flogger on his back, took a step back and raised the paddle. She let it down with such force that he could not help but scream through the gag as it impacted on his ass. Without stopping she carried on paddling his ass with very severe hits. This carried on for about thirty minutes and was the hardest paddling he had taken to date. His ass felt very red and bruised. Finally she laid down the paddle but immediately took up the flogger and started to flog his legs and his back. She was not any less lenient with the flogger and he let out noises when it hit the legs and back. After another thirty minutes of this, he was almost gone and had never felt pain like it. Jean walked away and replaced the toys after cleaning them. She announced that she was going to take a break and left Peter strapped to the bench with his red and aching body.
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After an hour Jean came back and released him, and he fell to the floor, still feeling the effects of her paddling and flogging. Without any thought for him she grabbed the leash and dragged him over to special toilet in the fun room. She placed him on his knees against the wall and chained his arms and legs so he could not move. She disappeared for a moment and came back with the funnel gag which was soon placed in position. She then stripped and placed herself in position over him so that her hole was just over the gag and she let go. If the gag had not been in place Peter would have been spluttering and spilling her golden nectar as she let out a very powerful stream. She almost screamed as she emptied herself into his mouth, saying she had been saving this all day as a treat for him. Finally she stopped and his stomach was full of her piss and his mouth still had the taste in it. He thought she would be done with him for the night but he was not so fortunate. In case she needed to go again she decided he was going to spend the night chained to the toilet, ready for her whenever she needed him. She added a blindfold and then left the human toilet in place for the night and went off for a good night’s sleep. A couple of times during the night she came back down and used the toilet again, both times saying nothing as she pissed in his mouth.
When he was finally released in the morning he was cold, tired and sore. Jean led him by the leash to her back garden and told him to do his business out there. When done she got the garden hose and washed him down with cold water before allowing him back into the house. It was just as well her garden was well hidden as her neighbours may have been shocked at the sight of a sissy on all fours like a dog. She led him to the kitchen where some cold food was waiting for him in a dog bowl, with another bowl of water. The rest of the day was spent relaxing but with him always on all fours like a little house pet, but he did get the odd bit of rest. Before she dismissed him back to his own flat for the day Jean administered a heavy over the knee spanking just so he would remember the visit and his place.
Over the next few weeks the training by each of the ladies continued to be taken to the next level. Every Monday at Amy’s he was put through his oral practice on the wall dildos, eventually moving up to the biggest one there. At certain intervals she pulled him over to the other wall so she could continue to stretch his ass hole and make it ready for the big strap ons they had every intention of using. As for Wednesday’s Laura loved having a sissy maid and made sure there was plenty of things for him to do while he was there. Every chore was completed while he was gagged and chained and she spoke very little to him. Often she was off relaxing in other rooms while he got on with the chores and only came back to check on him now and then, administering a quick punishment or incentive if needed. At the moment Fridays were the worst day as he knew he would be very sore after them. Even if his performances had been good and not warranted any discipline, Jean seemed to be enjoying inflicting pain purely for her amusement. Every Friday evening found him in some sort of bondage in her fun room. He was getting very used to how the various floggers, paddles and brushes felt. She hinted that soon she would be bringing out the big canes which he definitely was not looking forward to. Also throughout all this training his little cock was kept locked in its cage and he could not remember the last time he was allowed a release. He wondered if he would ever manage to cum again.
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A few weeks after all this training and Peter had difficulty remembering what his life was like before he left that note in the book. He was contacted in the shop on the Friday and told that he was required for the full weekend and that Jean would meet him when he closed up. He did not need to bring anything with him as all would be provided. Curious as to what was going to happen he could do nothing but wait till Friday. When Jean met him she led him to a nearby car park and up to the top floor. No one else was around which was just as well as he was ordered to strip down to his lingerie and place his hands behind his back. They were quickly zip tied in place and a hood was placed on his head. He was then positioned in the boot of the car and his ankles were also zip tied. The boot closed and he soon heard the car starting up and heading out. It was easy to lose track of time but when the car finally stopped it felt like at least three hours had passed and Peter had no idea where he was. The boot was opened and his ankles undone and he was helped out of the boot. A leash was added to the cock ring and he was led to the final destination which was a nearby cottage. When the hood was finally removed he found all three ladies present, all of them dressed in stunning PVC and boots and each wearing a strap on.
His hands were released and he was ordered to strip and to go take a shower and make sure he completely cleaned himself out. This entailed giving himself at least three enemas. When he returned there was an outfit laid out on the couch for him to wear. It consisted of white stockings, a red suspender belt with matching bra and panties. Over this went a short black PVC dress which just about covered his ass, but did little to hide the cage on his cock. A large posture collar and a large ring gag were also added to finish the look. When he was dressed he was led over to a table and bent over it so that his legs could be chained to the legs of the table. His hands were chained at the side and a chain was added to the collar which pulled his head near the other edge of the table. This made his two holes easily accessible for the ladies and their strap ons. Well he thought there was not much different to what he had before and the training would help. How little did he know and how little had he underestimated the three ladies if he thought all this training was just for their strap ons. Without saying a word Amy and Laura approached each end and forcefully filled his available holes with their strap ons. These were definitely the biggest either hole had taken and he was soon gagging on the one in his mouth and his ass had never felt fuller.
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As he was been taken at both ends Jean had left the room and she soon returned but was not alone. Two young lads were with her, both of them naked and sporting very big hard cocks. Peter heard Jean say to them that the sissy she wanted breaking in would soon be ready for them and she wanted them to use both holes hard and good. Peter was in shock as even though it was on the list of things he wanted to try he never thought that the ladies would actually go through with it, but it looks like he was wrong again. Soon Laura removed her strap on from Peter’s mouth and it was soon replaced with the cock of one of the young guys. This was the first time Peter felt a real life throbbing cock in his mouth but all the training kicked in and he soon started to suck it to the best of his ability. When Amy was finished with his ass, her strap on was soon replaced by the other guy’s hard cock and soon Peter was being spit roasted by the two guys. They both started pumping his holes hard and built up a steady rhythm between them. It felt so different to the strap ons but at least his holes were somewhat prepared for it. Soon both guys erupted and his mouth and ass were filled with hot cum. As they withdrew a butt plug and dildo gag were inserted to keep the cum in his holes.
The group then retired to another room to chill out and recover while the sissy was left strapped to the table to get over his first proper male use. Peter could feel the cum oozing around in his ass and working its way down his throat. All he could wonder was what else would the ladies do to him now that this barrier had been broken. All of a sudden the dildo gag was removed and replaced with a cock which started pissing down his throat. The piss was harsher and stronger than any he had tasted from the ladies but of course there was nothing he could do but drink it. That set the schedule for the rest of the evening. At various intervals one or either of his holes was used and refilled with cum or in the case of his mouth sometimes with piss. No one spoke to him all night, he was just used over and over as a cum and piss receptacle. From the way his head was kept he never even saw the faces of the men who used him with such abandon and without any thought or care for his feelings. He was just two holes for their amusement and the amusement of the ladies to see him abused in this way.
It turned out to be a very long hard night for the chained up sissy.
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By *hil911Man
over a year ago
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Great story. Just read it all. Now dripping. |
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By *oe0157Man
over a year ago
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Just read both the stories . My cock is now throbbing and leaking precum |
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The first three parts were all that existed of this story before posting it on here
The rest has been made up since due to positive feedback so thank you
Question is of course how much would I do in real life if had the chance |
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By *ehtaelMan
over a year ago
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Just read the whole story. Fanastic more please |
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As they had so much fun the guys were invited to stay over and Peter was left chained to the table for the night and the next day. His holes were there for anyone to use at any time they wanted. He was fed piss as a drink and cum for food and nothing else. By the time 9pm on Saturday rolled round he had never been used so hard in his life and was not sure how much more he could take. Finally he was let up from the table and led to the dog cage to try and get some rest. The two guys left after thanking the ladies for a very enjoyable couple of days and saying that they had a very well behaved sissy. In the morning he was let out of the cage and told he could walk and relax for a while. Firstly he headed to the showers and had a long refreshing shower and felt a bit better. He then helped himself to some breakfast and badly needed coffee and then sat out in the back garden for a while. He hoped he would be given a bit longer to recuperate before he was needed again.
The ladies came out to join him, all dressed casually and smiling. They said that they knew he was pushed very hard last night but they were very impressed as to how he reacted and how much he took. The training had been building up to this and more but he surpassed their expectations last night. Even though parts of his body was still sore their kind words and pleasure brought a smile to his face and in some ways made some of the suffering worthwhile. He knew his life was about pleasing them even if it meant pain or suffering for him. He knew deep down he had never felt so alive in any time of his life before their meeting and he would do what he could to continue to be of use. Before they dismissed him for the evening the ladies said they wanted to talk soon about some possible piercings and tattoos, to enhance his place as their sissy.
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The next few days Peter was left alone to recover from the ordeals apart from the weekend and he was given a break from the training. Of course he still wore lingerie all the time and his little cock was still locked up. This meant he had to sit to use the toilet and made him a bit glad that he did not work in an office and hence run the risk of being caught out. As Saturday approached he wondered when he would hear from the ladies and which one he would hear from. Just as he was thinking this Amy called him and asked to meet for a drink after work on Friday, which of course he agreed to. When she arrived at the shop she was dressed in a very smart business suit with five inch black heels. She looked very much like a lady in control and used to getting her way. Peter on the other hand was dressed in jeans and rugby shirt over his white red lingerie. They went to a local bar and found a secluded place near the back. Peter went and to get some drinks, a wine for Amy and a for him. When he returned Amy asked if he had recovered from the weekend and if he had any regrets about what they put him through. He immediately replied there were none whatsoever and that even though it was an ordeal he had recovered and would do it again if it pleased the ladies. This made Amy smile. She then reminded him that they had mentioned the possibility of tattoos and piercings and how did he feel about them. He had considered them in the past but never had the nerve to do it and of course he had to be somewhat discrete as he could not afford the whole world to know he was a sissy. Whether he wanted to or not he still had to work and survive in the real world.
Amy nodded and said she understood all this and hoped that he would agree that the ladies had been discrete so far and only revealed his secret to people they believed they could trust and could help in his journey. This he was happy to agree to and said if it was not the case he would have stopped serving the ladies, no matter how much he was enjoying it. Amy then went on to say that the ladies had discussed the idea about discrete tattoos and had agreed it is something they would like if he was willing. If he said yes there would of course be a little twist and the experience would be humiliating for him. He thought for a few minutes and said as long as they were discrete and would be in places that could be hidden he was up for it. Amy grinned at his response and immediately agreed that any tattoo would not be too visible. She went on to explain that she knew a very good female friend who worked at a local tattoo shop and would be willing to do the work after hours to give Peter some discretion. However there would be certain rules as to how it would be done and what he would be allowed to wear. Peter just nodded and Amy set she would set up the appointment for as soon as she could and Peter would be sent directions and instructions.
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Five days later Peter received a letter in the shop from Amy with the promised directions and instructions. He waited until he got home to read it. It stated that an appointment had been set up for 7pm the following day at New Ink Tattoos. The shop would be closed to give him some privacy and the tattooist. Lucy was doing it as a favour for the ladies. He had to obey her as if she was one of them and she would be giving a full report. At lunchtime tomorrow he had to go back to the salon to get a full waxing so there was no hair on his body. He was told to wear a pink bra and panties under his clothes for the trip but he could forgo the stockings. The letter did not say what was ordered so Peter could only assume Lucy knew. He did not sleep that well not knowing what was planned for him but that he would soon find out. At lunch time the next day he went to the salon where the ladies were used to seeing him by now, He was led to a private room and ordered to strip and lay on the bed. Soon the technician had removed the few small hairs on his body. It did not take long as the regular sessions he had been having had kept him fairly hair free.
At 7pm that night he knocked on the door of the tattoo shop and a young lady opened the door and let him in. She looked him up and down and asked if he was the little sissy she was expecting. He blushed as he nodded and waited to see what she next said. She told him to strip everything off, giving the usual giggle when she saw the pink undies and the pink chastity cage. Soon the cage was the only thing left on him as he was told to lay down on a bed. Lucy used some straps to bind his wrists and ankles to the bed so not to disturb her work. Knowing this was his first time being pierced or tattooed she also decided to add a gag. For this she took off her panties and put them in his mouth and added some gaffer tape. Then she started to prepare the necessary tools and inks for what lay ahead. Soon Peter felt a sharp sting on his chest as first his right and then left nipples were pierced and small rings were added. He hoped that this would be the only piercing but he was sadly mistaken. Amy had provided Lucy with a key to the chastity device which she removed. Peter started to shake as he realised what was about to happen but there was nothing he could do. It was just as well he was gagged as he let out a scream when the top of his cock was pierced and another ring added there. He almost passed out.
Giving him a few minutes to relax, Lucy turned around and prepared the inks she needed for what the ladies had ordered. Obviously Peter could not see what she was doing but as she worked Lucy kindly described what was being adorned on his body. Above his little clit she was tattooing the words “owned sissy” and the word “slut” was soon tattooed above his right nipple. Lucy undid the straps and told Peter to turn around so she could finish off. Across the base of his back she added JLA;s bitch as a tramp stamp. As the ladies had promised these could all be covered by clothing but anyone who saw them would be left with little doubt as to what he was.
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Peter was unstrapped and told to stand up and place his hands on his head. Lucy took a couple of pictures front and back to send to the ladies of his new adornments. She then ordered Peter to his knees and locked his hands behind his back. She explained that she had been given use of him for a while in return for opening the shop after hours. She had been working hard all day and was in need of the toilet so that was the first port of call. She straddled his face and lifted up her skirt so her bare cunt was positioned directly over his mouth and then let rip with a torrent of piss straight down his throat. It came out so fast he had difficulty drinking it all up but soon she was done. Next on the agenda was a foot massage so his hands were undone and he followed her to a nearby couch. She sat down and he removed her shoes and stockings and started to massage her feet. It was a talent he had almost forgotten he had until he started serving the ladies and found it was useful as it helped them to relax.
Lucy almost fell asleep during the foot massage but was woken by a beep on her phone. Jean had replied to the pictures and was delighted with the results and could not wait to see them in the flesh, She thanked Lucy for her work and hoped that Peter had been well behaved. Lucy then spread her legs and told Peter to lick her to orgasm which he did with abandon. When she was sated, she sent Peter to fetch the chastity cage and it was locked back on his little cock. She then wrapped the tattoos and gave him instructions on how to keep them clean and how to treat the piercings. Finally he was ordered to dress and leave.
As the next day was Monday he headed round to Amy’s after work to continue the training. When he got there nothing was laid out for him to wear so he assumed it would just be the lingerie he was wearing. However he was told to also take this off as Amy wanted to see the piercings and the tattoos (though they were still covered they could be seen through it). She was delighted with them and attached a leash to his cock cage and led him on all floors into the room where his sucking and anal training had been taking place. This time he noticed a big difference – there were no dildos attached to the walls for him to suck but there were five men lined up, all of different cock size and girth. Amy explained that he had reached the next level of training so in future all O and A training would be on real cocks and not plastic ones. She led him over to the first cock and told him to start sucking, which he did. It was a medium sized cock with a decent set of balls, which seemed very full as if the owner had not come for some time. Amy giggled and explained that she had asked all the men to refrain from cumming for at least five days before they showed up here today.
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As she was talking Peter had kept sucking the cock in front of him and he felt it grow in his mouth until it almost gagged him. Suddenly with a groan the guy came and deposited a large amount of creamy cum down the sissy’s mouth. Peter quickly cleaned off the cock and was immediately moved onto the next one, which was longer and thicker. It was just as well Peter had all the training he had or his gag reflex would be kicking in and he would be struggling to breathe. He started to pull away from the cock but this was not allowed and the guy placed his hands on the top of Peter’s head. He used them to rock Peter’s head up and down on his cock, forcing it deeper and deeper down the sissy’s throat. Though he was getting sore Peter was given no respite and had to continue sucking until a second load was deposited down his throat. After cleaning him up Peter was moved in front of the third cock but this time he was turned around and placed on all fours in front of it. He felt his butt plug being removed and soon his ass was completely filled by the cock. The third guy placed his hands on Peter’s back and used them to rock him forwards and backwards, enabling him to go very deep into Peter’s ass. After about twenty minutes of hard fucking Peter felt his ass filling with hot cum as the guy almost collapsed on his back, completely spent.
Peter had been at Amy’s for about two hours at this stage and the only thing he had to eat or drink was cum direct from the source. Amy decided that he needed a break so she led him from the room on all fours and into the kitchen where she had laid down a dog bowl with some water. Peter very quickly and thankfully lapped up the water and tried to clear the taste from his mouth. After a few minutes of rest he was led back to the living room where there were still two cocks waiting. Amy led him to a bench and strapped him down in such a way to leave both holes available. The two remaining men approached and took positions. Very quickly Peter’s mouth and ass were soon filled with big thick cocks as he was spit roasted. The two men got into a rhythm and were soon rocking in and out of his holes. To encourage him to do better Amy approached and started to crop his ass. Fortunately for him his recently pierced cock was not in her target range as he was not sure if he could take that being hit just yet.
After about half an hour and with grunts from both of them the two men came and Peter’s holes were yet again filled with cum. This was the first time that five different men had used Peter in one night and he felt totally spent and used.
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Just found this, what a fantastic story, parts of which I wish was me |
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Great story. Wish I was Peter. |
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After been given a few days to recover and think Peter had time to reflect on how life had changed. He went from a quiet businessman who kept himself to himself and kept his hidden desires well hidden. After meeting Jean and slipping that note in, he was now a pierced and tattooed sissy bitch to at least three women, and others that they decided to let into the secret. He was dressed in lingerie and plugged every day and had been kept chaste from very near the first meeting. He had more experience with men in the last few months than ever before and had a feeling there was a lot more to come. Life had definitely got interesting.
On Thursday he was informed that Jean would be meeting him after work on Friday and she had a very specific task for him. He was to make sure he was hairless and clean inside and out. When Friday came Jean was waiting outside, dressed in a very professional looking business suit and the boots she knew Peter liked so much. Without saying a word she turned and Peter followed to a nearby hotel. When they got to the room he was ordered to strip down to his lingerie, which was red today. Jean handed him a very tight PVC spanking skirt, black PVC boots and a tight tube top. When he was dressed she added a collar that said slut on it and that was exactly what he looked like. He was given a coat to wear out of the hotel and then they took a taxi to a different part of town. This was a lot more run down than the areas both Jean and Peter were used to visiting. When the taxi left Peter was told to remove the coat and hand it to Jean. Jean then pointed to an alley way and told Peter to walk up and down it. He was to offer his mouth or ass to anyone who wanted it, no matter what state they were in. If they could afford to pay it was £5 for his mouth and £10 for his ass. If they could not he was still to please them. Jean would be back to collect him in five hours time and then she left. Peter shivered at the thought but could do little else but head down the alley way. Even though dressed he felt so exposed which he guesses is what Jean wanted.
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When he first walked down the alleyway the first person he came across was a tramp, who was sitting against the wall having a smoke. Peter tried to carry in past but was noticed and as per Jean’s instructions had to go over and offer his services. The tramp had little money but for £1 Peter got down on his knees and gave the tramp oral. It was difficult to concentrate on it due to the smell but he had to keep going and finally the tramp blew in his mouth. Peter walked further down the alleyway and came across a young woman who was standing there having a smoke. She saw Peter and giggled and then asked him what he was doing. The woman was dressed in trainers and a tight denim skirt and tight tank top. In his previous life this would be the type of woman Peter would go nowhere near as they scared him, but this was his new life. He explained to the woman that he was offering to sexually please men for money as he was a little sissy bitch.
This made the woman laugh even more and she took out her phone and took a picture of Peter. She then told him to get down on all fours and kiss her trainers. Peter was not sure what to do as Jean had not said anything about serving other women as she probably did not expect him to bump into any in the alleyway. When he hesitated the woman reached out and slapped him hard across the face and again told him to kiss her trainers. When the slap connected his sissy side kicked in and he got down on all fours in the street and kissed the top of the trainers. The woman told him to carry on and lick the trainers clean for her. For some reason he felt powerless to disobey so he carried on licking the trainers as the woman took some more photographs. Fortunately she soon got bored and told him to be on his way. That was the last he would see of her he hoped but something in the back of his mind was worried about the pictures. He carried on down the alley way and by the time the five hours was up he had been used by over ten men, mostly orally and a couple used him anally as well. Thankfully he never saw the chav woman again that night and did not mention her when Jean came to collect him. He handed over the small amount he had collected from his services and Jean dropped him home. |
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Nothing much happened over the next couple of weeks apart from the usual visits to each of the ladies on their respective evenings. At the weekends he was left to his own devices as the three ladies were busy with various things and normal life. One day he had a visit at the shop from a gentleman who said he was from the local council. As a respected business owner in the neighbourhood he was asked if he would consider taking on a young lady in the shop for a month. It was part of a scheme to give less fortunate people the chance of some work experience and increase their confidence. At first it was not something he wanted to do but realised it could be good for business and also good for his standing in the local community, so he agreed. He was told that a young lady by the name of Chantelle would be at his shop on Monday at 9am.
When Monday arrived precisely at 9 a young lady dressed in ankle boots, plaid skirt and white blouse arrived at the shop and introduced herself as Chantelle. She explained that she loved reading and helping people find books to read and was very appreciative of the chance Peter was giving her. At first Peter was taken back as the lady in front of him was not what he had expected. When he was told that this was for people who were less fortunate he expected some school dropout and someone who would dress more casually. He was pleasantly surprised and thought that this could actually work out well. He showed Chantelle around the shop and explained the different sections to her and then gave her a quick demonstration on how the till worked. She seemed to pick it up very quickly and was looking forward to getting started. Shortly a few customers arrived and Chantelle was left to deal with them, which she did professionally and politely. To be fair Pete was quite impressed and hoped she worked this well the rest of the time she was there. Over the next couple of days all was fine and Chantelle turned up on time, worked hard and did not cause any trouble.
On the Friday of her first week she was about an hour late coming into work and gave some poor excuse of missing her bus. As it was the first time it had happened Peter let it go but asked her to try and be on time in future and reminded her of the opportunity he was giving her. However that very same day she went off on her lunch break and came back an hour later than she should have. At the end of the day Peter closed the shop and called her into the office and asked what was going on. She had started so well but now she was treating the place like a hobby, coming and going when she felt like it. If she carried on like this he would have to let her go and try and find someone else. Chantelle just laughed at him and said that he would need to think hard about that or else she would tell everyone that he was a panty wearing sissy. Peter looked shocked at him and wondered what on earth she was talking about. Chantelle took out her phone and opened up the photo gallery and passed it over to Peter. There on her phone was a picture of him on all fours dressed like a whore kissing her trainers. Peter is shocked and trying to remember what had happened. All of a sudden it hit him, the chav girl from the alleyway from a few weekends ago. How had she tracked him down and how had he not recognised her when she first came into the shop. Obviously she knew how to clean herself up and present herself very well. Peter just looked at her and asked what she wanted. She explained that she did need the job and did like books etc but she wanted to specifically work for him. She had never met a sissy before that night in the alley and then purely by chance she walked past the bookshop one day and recognised him immediately.
She did some investigation about the business and when she heard about the council scheme the idea came to her. She applied for the scheme and specifically mentioned her love of books and here she was. The first few days were to prove she was good at her job and could do it and to see if Peter had recognised her at all. It soon became obvious that he had no idea who she was and she realised she had him just where she wanted him. Today was the day she decided to put her plan into action and hence the late arrival and the long lunch. Peter was totally gobsmacked and did not know what to say. Up to now his secret life had not impacted on his business at all and he could not afford to let that happen. He asked Chantelle what she wanted and what he could do to stop her revealing his secret. She smiled at him and told him to take off his clothes and show her what he was wearing underneath, She was quite sure he was sissified under his male clothes, no matter what facade he tried to give out. He tried to talk her out of it but she was quite insistent. Either he stripped to his underwear right now in front of her or she would email the picture and the shop address out.
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Realising he had little option, Peter took off his tie, shirt and trousers and soon stood in front of Chantelle in nothing but his matching red bra, panties and suspenders. Through the bra she could see that his nipples were pierced and his cock cage poking out of his panties. This made her giggle and of course she took some more photos. She had Peter turn around and immediately noticed the tramp stamp just above the top of his panties. He was ordered to pull them down so she could get a proper look at it. When she saw the three initials she immediately asked what they stood for. When Peter did not reply she picked up a ruler from the desk and whacked him across the ass. He jumped and then explained that they stood for the three ladies who owned his sissy ass and were training him to be a proper little sissy bitch. Chantelle grinned and said that she would have to meet these women and get in on this training, especially if Peter did not want his secret out there.
Peter was told to go stand in the corner with his hands on his head as Chantelle reached for a bag she had brought with her. When he was told to turn around she had changed into an outfit similar to the one he had seen her wear in the alleyway. She was now wearing trainers, a small denim skirt and a white tank top. She pointed to the floor and ordered him down on all fours and crawl over to kiss her trainers. Knowing once he did this again he was lost and she would be the boss in the shop, but knowing he could not resist, he did as she directed and was soon kissing her trainers in defeat.
Chantelle smiled down at him and told him there would be a few changes in the shop. She would not interfere with life outside the shop or with his business but she would be in charge. She also said that within a couple of days she wanted him to arrange a meeting with Jean, Laura and Amy. It was only polite that she introduced herself to them and complimented them on their work so far and offered to help. Seeing the way Peter had reacted to the first time he saw her, she realised that she scared him a bit and thus having to serve her may be more humiliating for him. From what he had told her about the other three ladies they were people he could expect to meet in his normal social circles where of course she was not. She was someone he would have crossed the street to avoid in case she realised how weak he was. Peter could not disagree with any of this but was worried about introducing him to the others, especially as he had not mentioned the first meeting to Jean in his report of the alleyway adventures. He knew he would be punished for this. Chantelle told him she had to go for now but would be back at normal time in the morning and they would continue this chat. She also said that whenever they were alone in the shop he was to address her as Princess Chantelle so she knew he understood his new place. Peter just shivered at this news and stayed on all fours as Chantelle left. For one of the first times since this adventure started he was really scared about what may happen.
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Normally Peter did not open on Saturday as fortunately the shop did well enough to keep him covered without having to work weekends, but Chantelle had said she would be there so he had to show up. When he got to the shop she was waiting at the door, dressed casually in trainers, denim skirt and teeshirt and she was having a cigarette. She looked impatiently at him as if she did not like to be kept waiting and he quickly opened the door and let her in. He was afraid she would carry on smoking but she put it out before she entered the shop. As soon as the door was closed she told him to take off his outer clothes and get on all fours. He stripped down to his ever present lingerie which was pink today and got on all fours. Chantelle took a old dog collar from her bag and locked it around his neck and attached a leash. He noticed that she had added a new tag to the collar but could not read what it said. She turned it around and told him that it said “Chantelle’s bitch” on it. He shivered and was not sure how that would go down with the other ladies but that was a battle for another day.
Chantelle led him around the shop and back into his office where she sat at his desk. She pointed to her trainers and immediately he crawled over and started to lick them. While he was doing this she explained that she had spent the night doing some research on sissies and how best to treat them. She had read that some liked to be treated very roughly as if they were not much better than trash. She did not know if this was his desires but could not really care less as the idea had excited her. She went on to say that whenever they were in the shop he would be her bitch and do whatever she wanted or she would punish him. He was to invite Jean over to the shop on Monday evening to explain what was going on but was not the mention Chantelle in the invite.
She then led him to the small room that housed the break area for the shop, which just consisted of a toilet area and small kitchen. She attached the end of the leash to the toilet and told him to open wide. With a shocked look on his face he could do little but comply. She stood over him and released a torrent of hot piss into his mouth. She sighed as she emptied her bladder, explaining she had been holding that in all morning just to use him. She told him that this would be one of his new roles in the shop, as long as there were no customers to deal with. When she was finished she unleashed him and led him out to the back of the shop, where there was a small paved area leading out to the back street. She leashed him to a drain pipe there and told him to open up again, As he did so she took out another cigarette and lit it and used his mouth as an ashtray. Soon hot ash was being put on his tongue as she smiled and carried on explaining how much fun she was going to have teasing and tormenting him. She never thought she would ever have someone twice her age to boss around and she was going to make the most of the opportunity. She did not think the other ladies would have an issue as mostly it would be during the shop time when they could not use him. She would sort it all out with Jean on Monday. When she was finished with the cigarette he was told to eat it. The taste was awful but he had to prove to her it was completely gone. Only when she was satisfied did she unleash him and lead him back into the privacy of the shop. She led him back to the office and told him to position himself over the desk. She got the ruler and went behind him and started to administer some hard whacks to his ass cheeks. She explained that this was for keeping her waiting this morning and for not properly addressing her as she had told him to. When she was finished she had given him 50 whacks on each cheek and they were red and sore. If he did not before now he realised that she was not messing around and would cause him serious issues if he ever disobeyed her. She then undid the leash and collar and told him to put it in a desk drawer so it was always on hand. She then left while telling him to be there promptly at 8.30 on Monday and not to forget to ask Jean to call into the shop around 6pm Monday evening. He dreaded that meeting and did not have the nerve to tell Chantelle that normally he had to visit Amy on Monday’s. Something else no doubt he will end up being punished for.
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On the Sunday Peter bit the bullet and messaged Jean and asked if she could call round to the shop at six on Monday. Something had come up that he needed to talk to her about and he also apologised that he would not be able to make his normal date with Amy. As expected Jean was not impressed at all, he was his role to chase after them and not the other way around but she agreed to be there, promising that this behaviour would be dealt with severely. Knowing he was going to be in for a hard time Peter did not sleep much on Sunday night. On the Monday he got up, dressed in black lingerie under his clothes and headed off, making sure he was at the shop way ahead of Chantelle. At 8.30 promptly she knocked on the door and he went to answer it. Thankfully she was dressed as respectfully as she was the first time she came to the shop and he briefly hoped that she may have changed her mind. That idea was soon lost when as soon as the door was closed she pointed to the floor and her ankle boots. He got down on all fours and kissed them and then crawled after her as she went into the office. As they were not open yet she got out the collar and leash and led him out the back to use him as an ashtray for her morning smoke. She was delighted when he told her that Jean would be around later and that she was not very happy. After he had eaten Princess Chantelle’s cigarette butt he was led back into the office and the collar and leash put away. The rest of the morning went by without any instance of trouble as they were quite busy in the shop. Peter was taken back yet again by the change of personality in Chantelle while she dealt with the customers. No sign of the bullying chav side she liked to show him came out at all.
When the shop was closed for lunch Princess Chantelle told Peter to get undressed down to his undies and to put on the collar. She led him to the toilet and leashed him there and used his mouth as her personal toilet again. She then left him leashed to the toilet as she briefly popped out to get some lunch. He was shaking by the time she came back, having spent the time believing that the shop door was open and anyone could have walked in. He was also hungry as she had not left him time to have lunch. There was just time for a quick cigarette break and then for him to get properly dressed again. The rest of the afternoon passed without issue.
At six promptly Jean arrived at the shop door, dressed in knee high boots and a leather dress. She also carried a small leather bag with her and did not look one bit happy to be there. After she was let in Peter led her to the back office where Princess Chantelle was sitting in his chair, taking Jean by surprise. She looked at Peter and then at the strange lady and back to Peter, wondering what on earth was going on. Peter introduced Chantelle and explained about the council scheme to help people get some work experience. This initially seemed fine to Jean but was not sure why she needed to hear this and why she had been summoned to the shop. Chantelle looked at Peter and indicated that he should explain to Jean or she would. Peter looked more scared than Jean had ever seen him before as he started to explain. He mentioned that meeting Chantelle in the shop was not the first time they had met, even though he did not remember the first meeting. He went on to explain the meeting in the alleyway. As she heard this Jean was getting more angry as any meeting should have been included in the full report he was supposed to give after any task. When told that Chantelle had specifically asked to work here after recognising him and that she had started to use him, Jean almost blew her top. She marched over to Peter and gave him five very hard slaps across the face. She then told him to go out to the back of the shop so Chantelle and her could talk in private. He did as directed but was terrified of the result of such a chat.
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WoW ..... such suspense who will win the sissy, will he more to serve or another to serve with him .... loving the cruel dominant women in this |
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Just keeps getting better. Thanks so much for sharing this |
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Peter was out in the back alley for about an hour and could not help but wonder what was going on in the office. He could hear some loud voices and a bit of banging but could not make out much. He hoped the two ladies would come to some arrangement as he did not want this journey to end. He realised it did not really matter what happened as he was just a sissy so was on the lowest rung of the ladder anyway. Whatever ever the outcome he would still be serving Jean and Chantelle, he only wondered if they would be equal or if one of them would come out on top. Eventually he was summoned back into the office. Whatever he was thinking the sight that he saw on his return was not what he expected at all. He walked back in to see Chantelle completely naked resting on the desk with her ass facing out towards him. Jean was on her knees with her hands tied behind her back and her face was pushed into Chantelle’s ass. Chantelle had a huge smile on her face as she ordered Jean to lick her ass deeper and deeper and to learn her new place. Chantelle ordered Peter to come nearer and kneel down beside Jean and watch as she rimmed Chantelle’s ass. After a few moments Jean was told to stop and then told to crawl to the corner and stand there against the wall. When she was in position Peter could see that her ass was red and sore and covered in bruises and he saw a wooden paddle laying on the desk. What on earth had happened in here he wondered.
Possibly reading his mind Chantelle smiled at started to explain. They were having a civil chat about the situation which got out of hand when Jean tried to exert her authority over Chantelle, thinking she was better than her and therefore higher up the pecking order. There was no way Chantelle was standing for this, having put up with behaviour all her life from women who looked down on her. They had a fight and soon Jean had been overcome. It turned out that sissy was not the only one who secretly feared chav girls and Jean was no match for her. The banging noises Peter had heard was Jean receiving 50 hard whacks from the wooden paddle she had brought with her. It was supposed to be used to punish sissy for not telling her about the meeting with Chantelle earlier and for the situation he had got them into. Instead it had been used to show Jean her place. She was summoned back from the corner and ordered to lick Chantelle;s feet as Chantelle carried on explaining what was going to now happen. As he expected little changed for Peter, he was still beneath Jean, it just meant they were now both beneath Chantelle. She had not decided what was going to happen with Amy and Laura yet. She would need to meet them and talk to them but they may like the idea of being able to order Jean around as well. Either way Chantelle was happy with the evenings work. There was the matter of Peter’s punishment first though before the evening completely ended.
Peter was ordered to strip down completely to just his cock cage. He was then positioned over the desk with his hands and feet tied to it. Jean was untied and given the paddle. She looked over at Peter with such an angry look on her face he knew this was going to hurt. Without warning the paddle came down on Peter’s ass with an almighty crack. This was very quickly followed by more in rapid succession, each one harder than the one before. It was just as well he was tied to the desk or he would have been jumping out of the way of the paddle but as it was he could not move. Jean must have hit him about 100 times and his ass felt very sore and bruised and there were tears running down his face. With previous punishments they had hurt but there was still some care left in Jean. He was not sure if this was the case this time and she really wanted to hurt him. Finally she stopped and she was spent, as was Peter. Chantelle picked up her dirty panties and shoved them in Peter’s mouth and used some tape to keep them there. She then took a collar out of Jean’s bag and locked it around Jean’s neck and added a leash. She told Jean to get dressed but without any undies. When she was ready she led her out of the office and the shop. Peter was left tied to the desk for the night wondering on how far Chantelle would now go.
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Thanks for commenting and feedback
Next installment later where things get worse for Jean |
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As they left Peter to his fate Jean was wondering what had just happened. She had arrived at the shop as a professional woman, armed and ready to punish her sissy and show this upstart chav who was in charge. Yet as they left she was the one wearing a collar. She gave very little thought to Peter tied to the desk for the night as she was more worried what was going to happen to her and what would the others say. As she had knelt kissing Chantelle's feet she had heard what had been said to Peter. No matter how much she hated to admit it a lot of it was true. She had always looked down on women like Chantelle who she believed were dirty layabouts but they also scared her. And now here she was under the control of such a layabout and she was scared.
As Chantelle locked up the shop, she asked Jean how she had travelled to the shop. When Jean replied by car, she was told to take Chantelle to it so she could drive her home. When they reached the car Chantelle waited until Jean opened the door for her, as if she was nothing but a chauffeur. When Jean got in the front she was told to lift her skirt so her sore ass was resting on the seat. This had the desired effect and made Jean feel very humilated. Once settled Chantelle directed her to her flat. When they got there Jean realised it was in a very rundown area, somewhere she normally would never go. She was ordered out of the car and to open the door for Chantelle. When she did the leash was attached to her collar and the once proud business woman was led like a bitch into Chantelle's flat. Fortunately they did not meet anyone on the way up. Once inside the flat Jean was ordered to strip and get on all fours. She hesitated at first but a couple of slaps across the face soon had following orders. When on all fours she was shown around the small flat, which consisted of a small bathroom, small kitchen and a combined bedroom/living room. The place stank of beer and smoke and had not been cleaned for a while.
Chantelle headed over to the couch dragging the bitch behind her. Once seated she took off her shoes and used Jean as a footstool and started to ask her more questions about how she came to meet sissy and the other two ladies. Jean did not want to say anything but a few spanks to her still sore ass soon opened her mouth. She explained about visiting the book store, the note left in the book and meeting Laura at the lingerie shop and Amy at the adult store. Mention of the adult store got Chantelle's interest and she asked more questions about what toys they had bought for sissy there. Jean went on to outline the routines they had set up for Peter like always being in lingerie, wearing only what they left out when he visited and the different aspects of his training.
Chantelle found all this fascinating and it was giving her some ideas of her own. She felt fortunate she had been in that alley that night as she now had a posh bitch to abuse. However she knew that Jean was strong and not completely broken yet and would fight back if given the chance. A chance Chantelle was not going to give her. She got off the sofa and literally dragged Jean into the bathroom and ordered her to get into the bath. Having an idea as to what was intended Jean refused but a few punches to her stomach and she gave in. As she lay in the bath feeling battered and sore, Chantelle got undressed and stood over her. Soon a torrent of hot piss was pouring down all over Jean, getting into her hair and her body. She was ordered to open her mouth and drink some. Jean was not sure if she had ever been so humilated but feared there was a lot worse to come. |
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Once she had finished pissing all over her bitch Chantelle went back to the kitchen and came back with some duct tape which she proceeded to wrap around Jean’s wrists and ankles. She then picked up a pair of dirty panties from her laundry basket and taped them into Jean’s mouth and finished off by wrapping tape around her eyes. She giggled as she left, telling the bitch to sleep well. She then went off to bed and had some wonderful dreams about the torment she would put both the bitch and the sissy through. She also wondered if she could get Amy and Laura on side but that would have to wait. After a fitful night’s sleep, better she assumed than either Jean or Peter had, she woke refreshed and headed straight to the bathroom. She proceeded to piss all over Jean again and then went to have breakfast. She got ready for work, dressing professionally and nothing like the casual clothes she liked to wear. She wished Jean a nice day in the bath as she left the flat and headed off to work. Once she arrived at the shop and walked into the back office she found Peter slumped over the desk. As she had imagined he had not got much sleep and spent a very uncomfortable night. This did not worry Chantelle at all as she started to untie him. Without letting him get dressed she placed her collar around his neck and led him out the back for her morning cigarette. She did not mention what had happened to Jean and Peter was too afraid to ask.
The morning’s work in the shop went ahead without any issues though Peter noticed a change in Chantelle’s attitude. She was still very civil and polite to the customers but there was an added air of confidence around her. You would almost think she owned the shop and that Peter was the assistant. When they closed for lunch he was led into the toilet area so she could relieve herself. She left him leashed there while she popped out for some food but this time she was kind and brought something back for him. She had picked up a burger and fries, not something he would normally eat but he knew better not to argue, especially since he had not eaten much over the last couple of days. Before she handed over the food she spat on both the burger and fries to add a little extra relish to it. She then placed it on the floor and ordered him to eat it without using his hands. Though it was humiliating he was starving and soon all the food was gone. He was then released and told to clean up for the afternoon work in the shop. He was still afraid to ask about Jean or what was going to happen.
When they closed for the day Chantelle told Peter to go home and not try and contact any of the ladies. She would expect him at the shop by 8am the following morning and on top of his lingerie and cage she wanted him to be wearing his biggest plug.
When Chantelle arrived back at her flat she found Jean exactly where she had left her, wet and bedraggled in her bath. She got undressed and relieved herself all over her new bitch and then went to make some food for herself. She then realised she needed something from the shop so got dressed casually and headed off for half an hour or so.
On her return she released Jean from the bath and ordered her on all fours. Using the leash she led Jean into the kitchen and towards a bowl on the floor. As Jean approached she realised it was a dog bowl full of dog food and she was almost sick. Chantelle led her straight to the bowl and told her to start eating. No matter what she had already been through this was a new low for Jean and she resisted at first. A few hard wallops across her rear soon changed her mind and she was scoffing down the food as if it was the finest cuisine she had ever eaten. She was then given a bowl of water to wash it down, grateful it was not piss. Once she was finished she looked up at Chantelle wondering what other horrors she had in mind.
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absolutely loving this its got me so im straining under my desk at work |
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Once she was finished eating Chantelle handed Jean her phone and ordered her to message both Laura and Amy to tell them she would be out of contact for a few days. She was also told to tell them to leave Peter alone until she was back in touch as she was worried they had been a bit rough on him and felt he had earned some alone time. Jean was very worried when she sent the message as she knew it meant no one would expect to hear from her for a while and she had no idea what Chantelle had in mind.
Once the messages were sent Jean was led back to the bathroom where she was soon retaped for another night in the cold. Chantelle relieved herself and then went to chill out with the tv for a while. Before she went to bed she came back to the bathroom and relieved herself over Jean again and left her there for another night in the bath. The following morning was the same as Tuesday. Chantelle got up, pissed all over Jean, had breakfast and left for work, leaving Jean taped in the bath.
There was nothing much to report on the day at the shop apart from Peter being surprised at getting a text from Laura saying tonight’s training had been postponed and he was being left to his own devices. He did not know what was going on but knew better than to ask and was grateful for some relaxing time. As was now normal he was used as Chantelle’s ashtray and toilet during the day but otherwise it was a busy day in the shop. When they were finished and had locked up Chantelle told Peter to show her where he lived, which he did with some reluctance. After she had toured the place and ensured she had taken his spare keys, she decided that he needed a night in the cage to reflect on the change in circumstances. So he was ordered to strip to his cock cage and placed in bondage mittens and a leather hood. He then had to crawl on all fours into the cage which Chantelle locked behind him. She put a blanket over the top to keep out any sign of light and left the flat.
On her return to her own flat she looked in on Jean who was lying drenched in piss in the bath and shivering with the cold. Chantelle felt that a bit more of this treatment and she would have knocked any fight out of Jean and could move on with her ideas. After she relieved herself and had eaten, she prepared more dog food for Jean and went to release her from the tape. Remembering the night before Jean did not need much encouragement this time and soon devoured the food. Her days spent alone taped in the bath had given her time to think and consider her change in circumstances and at the moment she could not see a way out. Even if she could have contacted Laura or Amy she was not sure if they would help her or take advantage of the situation. After she had finished eating she was told to crawl into the living room and act as Chantelle’s footstool while they talked. Jean was asked if she was learning where her new place was and who now called the shots. She reluctantly nodded her head and admitted she was beaten, To confirm this she was ordered to kiss Chantelle’s feet and to thank Miss Chantelle for the privilege. The words almost got caught in her throat but she finally managed to stammer them out. After that was done she was informed that she would be left unbound tomorrow while Chantelle was at the shop but she would be left some chores to do. As she had noticed when first arriving the flat had not been cleaned in a while so Jean would spend tomorrow cleaning it from top to bottom. Chantelle was kind enough to provide a skimpy maids uniform for her to wear while doing it, which of course just added to the humiliation.
When she was finished outlining the tasks for tomorrow, Chantelle led her back to the bath and retaped her up. After being covered yet again in Chantelle’s piss she was left yet again in the cold for the night.
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Ummm .... a lovely twist, think all the girls will have a toilet soon |
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The next morning Chantelle was up early as she had to go let Peter out of his cage to go to work. After her now usual morning routine she released Jean and told her to go stand in the bedroom. After Chantelle had got dressed she went over to the wardrobe and took out a skimpy Ann Summers maid uniform with apron and handed it to Jean, telling her to put it on. Once it was on Chantelle locked a collar around Jean’s neck. She reminded her of the list of chores she had given her last night and told her she expected them all to be done by the time she came back from work. Jean was warned there would be hell to pay if she did not comply. She set about cleaning the kitchen as Chantelle left to release Peter. Very soon after arriving at his flat, Peter was let out of the cage and told to get ready for work. He was given only a few minutes to gulp down some breakfast and get dressed, with Chantelle choosing purple underwear for him today. Once they arrived and opened up there was the usual trip to the alleyway for a cigarette break and then the normal day at the shop. After lunch Chantelle informed Peter that he was coming home with her today as she wanted him to see how she lived. She did not say anything about having Jean locked in her flat.
When they arrived at the flat and he was let in, Peter was told to strip to his underwear and the old dog collar was placed on his neck. As he was led on all fours into the living/bedroom he was totally shocked to see Jean there in a maid’s uniform cleaning up. When Jean turned around she was horrified that sissy would see her in this state and wanted to run out of the room but Chantelle ordered her to stay where she was. Chantelle walked over to the couch and told both bitch and sissy to kneel in front of her. Neither one of them could look at the other or knew what to say. When they were kneeling Chantelle explained to Peter what had happened over the last couple of days and how Jean was now her bitch. This did not change much for Peter as he was still beneath Jean and in fact Jean may enjoy punishing him more depending on what Chantelle made her endure. This brought one of the few smiles to Jean’s face as she realised she still got to abuse sissy. Sissy was told not to say anything to Laura or Amy about what had happened, they would find out in due time.
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After having a look round and being pleasantly surprised at how good a job Jean had done cleaning her flat, Chantelle decided that they needed to punish sissy but as she did not have much equipment there, she suggested they go to Jean’s place. This worried Jean as she was not sure she wanted her neighbours to see her in this state or for them to see Chantelle but knew she had little choice. For the journey Jean was allowed to get dressed in the nice clothes she arrived at the shop in, without any underwear of course. The collar was taken off but placed in Chantelle’s bag. When they headed out to the car it was decided that sissy would ride in the boot so he had to crawl in there. Jean knew to wait and open the door for Chantelle and to lift her skirt so her bare ass was on the seat. This showed she was learning and had very little fight in her. When they arrived at her place, Chantelle was back by how big and posh it was, especially compared to her place. After they were in the hall, both sissy and bitch were told to strip to nothing and their individual collars were placed around their necks. Having them on all fours and taking hold of both leashes Chantelle walked around Jean’s spacious place and seemed more amazed every room she entered. She asked Jean to direct her to the punishment room and could not get over the amount of equipment and toys that were there.
She led sissy over to the cross and soon had him strapped in place so he could not move a muscle. She let Jean up off all fours and removed her leash. Jean was instructed to gather a paddle, a flogger and a cane and approach the cross. For once Jean had a huge smile on her face as she followed the chav’s orders and picked the hardest one of each instrument that she had. When she was at the cross, Chantelle told her to start with the flogger and to administer a hard flogging to sissy’s back. Jean went all for leather and soon there were red marks all over Peter’s back and he was slumped against the cross. Next up was the paddle and over fifty hard strokes were administered to his back side which had him in tears. Finally it was the time of the cane which Peter hated most of all. Chantelle told him to count each one and to thank Jean for it. If he missed one she would start again and he gasped when Jean was told to administer 50 strokes of the cane. The first one hit suddenly and viciously against his already sore backside and he almost forgot to count and thank. The next few strokes followed in rapid succession to various parts of his body until he finally forgot the count. This brought a grin to Jean as she could start again. There was still a bit of feeling for the sissy but he had ensured she had endured the worst few days of her life so he was going to pay. Eventually over seventy strokes were administered as sissy forgot to count a couple more times. When she finally put down the cane she was shaking and almost fit to drop and sissy was hanging off the cross. While this had been going on Chantelle had been touring the room to more closely inspect the toys and equipment. She had also sat on the throne frigging herself as she watched Jean finish the punishment. As the cane was laid down she ordered Jean on all fours and to crawl over and lick her out. This was yet another new experience for Jean but she attacked the job with relish and soon her face was covered in Chantelle’s juice.
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This story seems to be growing and growing considering it started off as two small instalments and now at almost 30000 words.
For those who may be new to it:
Quick summary of main characters
Peter aka sissy who is single guy in his late 40s who runs a book store and always dreamt of being a sissy bitch. Now living that dream or maybe nightmare as a sissy, first to Jean, Laura and Amy but now Chantelle, Laura and Amy.
Jean aka bitch, professional business woman in her 40s who was a bookstore customer and started sissy on his journey. Now being demoted to bitch by the other ladies.
Laura a female clothes shop assistant in her early 30s. First introduced to the story when ean took sissy shopping for female underwear and clothing. Invited to train him with Jean and Amy. Now training both bitch and sissy with Amy and Chantelle.
Amy, an adult shop worker in her late 20s. First introduced into the story when Jean wanted to buy some toys and equipment for sissy and invited to train him with Jean and Laura. Now training both bitch and sissy with Laura and Chantelle.
Chantelle a 21 yr old council estate female or chav, First introduced when sissy met her on his alleyway whore task and soon found out who sissy was and took over and then broke Jean down to bitch. Now in charge alongside Laura and Amy.
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Obviously enjoying the new chapter and glad it grew and continues to grow !! |
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It will carry on as long as my imagination does and the demand does
Appreciate it may not have much sex for some to be interested |
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Once she had recovered she leashed Jean and told her to take her to the main bedroom so she could inspect Jean’s clothes. Based on the differences in their standard of living she expected them to be a lot nicer than hers and she was not mistaken. The wardrobe was full of stunning clothes of many different materials including a lot of leather and PVC and there was a huge collection of boots as well. Chantelle just wished that her and Jean were the same size so she could wear some of these clothes. The one thing it did do was reinforce the humiliation Jean must be feeling, having these lovely clothes and lovely place but now under the control of a chav. Knowing she was going to set Jean a rather humiliating task tomorrow she looked through the clothes and laid out a very nice short leather skirt and a silk blouse for her to wear, along with a pair of knee high boots. Jean was shocked at what was selected for her to wear but knew deep down there would be a twist to it. Then Chantelle led her back to the pain room and told her to release sissy. Peter collapsed to the floor as soon as he was let down from the cross, with his back, ass and legs on fire. He was told to crawl over to the dog cage and crawl in. Jean was told to crawl over to the bed cage in the other corner and crawl in. Chantelle locked the two of them in for the night and went back to the main bedroom and relaxed in the luxurious room, her mind full of ideas.
Early next morning she released the two of them from their cages and she sent them off to get clean and dressed. Jean arrived back out first, dressed in the clothes that Chantelle had laid out the night before. It felt strange looking so professional but knowing that she was not in control. After Peter arrived they were let eat breakfast as normal and then Chantelle set out the plans for the day. For her and Peter it would be a normal day at the shop but she had something very special planned for Jean. Chantelle had noticed how much the ladies liked to keep Peter chaste and in fact had not let him cum since they had taken over his life. She felt if it was good enough for sissy it was good enough for the bitch. She told Jean she had to go to the adult sex shop and buy herself a female chastity belt. Thinking that was bad enough Jean was shocked when Chantelle said that she had to be served by Amy and she had to leave the shop with the belt locked on. How she explained this to Amy was her business but she would be severely punished if she did not arrive back at Chantelle’s this evening with the belt on.
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Nice way of bringing the girls in !!!  |
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One hell of a story, the adventure continues!! |
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After that bombshell Chantelle and Peter left and Jean was left to herself wondering how she had got herself in this situation and how she was going to deal with the task. No matter how humiliating it was she knew it had to be completed and deep down she felt that Amy would take some pleasure in helping her complete it. When it had gone ten she decided to head off and do it, hoping the shop would be a bit quieter that hour of the morning. In this she was in luck as there was no one else in the shop at the time and there were only two people on duty, including Amy. Amy was quite surprised to see her in the store and when asked if she could have a quiet word, she took a quick break and took Jean back to the staffroom. Amy asked what was going on and Jean was not sure how to start and almost started crying. Eventually she blurted out how Peter had met this chav on his last task and she was now working for him and using his sissy ass. Jean went on to explain how she had gone to try and sort out the situation but it had completely backfired. Without going into full details as to what had been done to her she explained to a shocked Amy that this chav Chantelle now owned Jean and had sent her here on a task. Amy could not believe what was being told to her but wanted to hear more and what the task was. Knowing that Amy would never look at her the same way again, she got up off her seat and knelt down, this being some additional instructions Chantelle had given her. In a low voice she asked Miss Amy to help her find a female chastity belt and to lock it on her here and now. When she was finished saying this she was in tears but she finished her task by kissing Miss Amy’s shoes. Amy witnessed this whole thing in utter silence not sure if she could believe what had just happened. She looked down at Jean kneeling in front of her and wondered if this was the same person who she had taken control of the sissy and let Amy into his life. Without hesitation she told Jean to take off her skirt so she could measure her. Once the necessary measurements were taken Jean was ordered back down to her knees and told to wait. After a while Amy returned with a full covering steel belt in her hands. She ordered Jean to stand and fitted the belt around her waist. Before she locked it she looked at Jean and asked her if she was sure this was what she wanted. Jean cried that it was not but it was what Miss Chantelle wanted and that was all that counted. Amy laughed as she locked the belt tightly shut. The belt came with three keys and Amy handed all three to Jean. To her surprise two were handed back. Jean explained that Amy and Laura were asked to call around to her place this coming Friday to meet Chantelle. If they accepted the new situation they were to be wearing the keys around their necks. This would signify that they accepted Chantelle was now in charge and they would join her in controlling both Jean and the sissy. If they wished to just carry on using sissy they could give the keys back and Jean would be Chantelle’s private bitch. Once this was done Jean left the shop before she completely broke down and Amy went off to inform Laura about the new developments and the decisions they had to make. |
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Brilliantly written...... and an excellent story |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Just a heads up
There is more of this written and not yet published
There may be repeat activities as Jean is put through some of the training and use sissy was
Appreciate may not suit all who read |
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"Just a heads up
There is more of this written and not yet published
There may be repeat activities as Jean is put through some of the training and use sissy was
Appreciate may not suit all who read"
I certainly appreciate your writing and thinking ..... keep em coming
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By *ngman70Man
over a year ago
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Look forward to hearing more. It's kinky and sexy so don't hold back |
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