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The Unsuspecting Candidate Ch. 01

By: missvicky53



I had been told what to expect and there he was, my next candidate! Even if I hadn't been told about this one, I would have recognized the potential he exhibited. How did I know this? I can't really explain it in mere words. All I can tell you is I knew this one would be susceptible to what I had in mind. I had been watching him watch me for more than ten minutes now and I just knew. Perhaps it was the uncertain manner he would look at me with, never blatantly staring but never completely turning away either. I was already imagining the fun I could have transforming his slight form into a feminized slave, craving the privilege of wearing satin and lace.

I had been sitting at the bar while putting on quite a show for him. At first, I just allowed my skirt to ride up to expose the lacy white straps of my garter belt. When I was sure I had his full attention, I contrived to turn away from the bar with my legs slightly splayed, giving him a brief glimpse of my white panties. He was so intent on my panties that he didn't see my challenging stare until he looked up. He blushed furiously and turned away immediately. I knew if I didn't act promptly, I'd lose him to his own timidity.

To assure that didn't happen, I asked the bartender to get me whatever he was drinking. It turned out to be a gin and tonic, perfect for my purposes. I waited until the bartender was serving another customer and dropped a small amount of my special powder in the drink. This powder is a combination of mild tranquilizer and auto hypnotic drugs. The first would help my prey relax, the second make him more amenable to whatever I would suggest. I picked up his drink and my ginger ale and walked to his table.

In my best Domme voice I said, "I couldn't help but notice you staring at me. What do you find so fascinating?"

"I'm sorry," he stammered. "I didn't mean to offend you."

"That's quite all right. I find it flattering. My name is Helen, what's yours?"

"Mike," he replied. "I must admit that I'm not accustomed to a beautiful woman approaching me. When I saw you at the bar, the first thought that went through my mind was that you were way out of my league."

"My goodness, what a nice thing to say! That deserves a drink. I'm afraid I have that effect on a lot of men, much to my detriment. If I were to wait for a man to approach me, I'd spend far too much time without company, so I have learned it's best if I take the initiative. I'm sure you're not that shy with your wife or girlfriend, now are you?"

"Well no, I'm not. But I was introduced to my ex-girlfriend at a party by a mutual acquaintance. Otherwise, I would never have had the courage to approach her. Even with an introduction, if Jessica hadn't taken the initiative, we never would have gotten together. She was the one to suggest that we leave the party and go somewhere a little more private. I would never have had the brass to suggest such a thing to a woman I'd just met. I guess I'm just naturally shy. I haven't dated a lot during my life, even in college I was the one back at the dorm studying instead of partying. Jessica seemed to sense that and I guess there's no other way to put it but to say she took charge."

He went on to tell me all about himself, everything from where he worked to his childhood. His parents had divorced when he was only five, leaving him to be raised by his mother and aunt. It became clear that there had not been a male influence in his formative years. He was already predisposed to the acceptance of female authority. The more he talked, the more sure I was that this was the one. His telling of how he had met his girlfriend revealed his basic submissive nature. As I sat and listened, I wondered if the drugs had even been necessary. It was time to find out. "I see," I said with a smile. "Where is she now? I can't imagine she'd be too happy if she knew you were out picking up women at a bar."

His face took on a look of consternation as he stammered, "I had no intention of trying to meet you! I already told you that if you hadn't come over to my table, I'd never have approached you. Besides, Jessica and I are no longer seeing each other, she said she wanted a man that was more assertive.

I decided it was time to add to his discomfort. "So, now you're out cruising the bars looking for a new woman, is that the case?"

I could see in his eyes that the drug was taking full effect. He began to slightly slur his words as he protested my innuendo. "No, please, you still don't understand. I would never have the courage to approach any woman in a bar, let alone one as beautiful as you."

It was time to spring the trap. I went on in my most soothing voice, one designed to take full advantage of his suggestible state. "My, but aren't you the little flatterer! I think this all just an act. I think you really intended to meet me. It's my opinion that your shyness is just an act to make a woman relax and let her guard down. You really got off on the sight of my panties, didn't you?" He attempted to protest, but I put a finger to his lips. "Shush. I won't listen to any of your lame excuses. I can tell you're excited by a woman in pretty lingerie. Would you like to feel how soft and silky my stockings are?" I took his hand under the table and placed it on my leg, just above the knee. The tablecloth gave us sufficient privacy for what I had in mind. Leaving my hand on his, I moved it up to the tops of my stockings and back down. "Feel that Mike, feel how soft it is. Can you imagine how good it feels when I first slip these up my legs?"

I could feel the moistness of his palm as he became more nervous and agitated. "No, I can't," he floundered.

Keeping my eyes locked on his, I spoke slowly and soothingly as I continued to weave my web. "Well, let me tell you, it feels wonderful. I can't begin to describe what it's like as every inch of my legs are caressed as I slide them up my to the tops of my thighs. Once they're on, I fasten a garter belt around my waist and attach the stockings to them. Next, come the white panties with lots of lace and little bows at each hip. It feels so good when I slip them on. I revel in the knowledge that my most secret place is covered with something pretty. Of course you already know that, don't you. You've already seen my garter straps. If fact, you already know that my panties match the garter belt. I love wearing matching lingerie. It makes me feel so sexy. Of course my bra is also white. You can't see them yet, but my nipples are hard, poking against the lacy cups holding them."

I moved the candle closer to him and took his hand and this time moved it even further up my leg until it was at the juncture of my legs. "Watch the dancing flame Mike. That flame represents the heat inside me. Can you feel the heat of my womanhood Mike? Allow your body to relax and be drawn into the flame. You're going deeper and deeper into it. The heat is surrounding you, but you feel only warm and secure. Wouldn't you like to see what I look like in nothing but my lingerie? Would you like to come back to my home so you can see everything? I want you to come with me Mike. You know you want to. You know you want to see me in nothing but my pretty bra and panties." I took my hand from his and moved it to his crotch. His organ was erect, straining against the front of his pants. I massaged it gently through the fabric of his slacks. "See, you can't hide from me. Your body is telling me how badly you want to do this. Give in Mike. Give in to the flame. You are really quite helpless to stop it. You have to obey me now. I am in complete control."

I stood up and took his hand. He offered no resistance as I led him out of the bar to my car. I unlocked the passengers' door and he meekly got in. I quickly went to the driver's side and in just a few seconds we were on our way to my house. I continued his indoctrination as I drove. After unbuttoning the top two buttons of my blouse, I pulled my skirt up, exposing my garter straps and stockings. "Keep your eyes focused on me. You must look at nothing but my frilly lingerie. You must think only of how good I must feel dressed in my frilly things." He said nothing during the ride, as his eyes focused alternately on my legs and breasts as I drove. This was what I had been waiting for. He was now completely under. His subconscious had taken over would compel his obedience to my every word.

We arrived at my home and I pressed the garage door opener while still half a block away. The door was already open when I swung into the driveway and I drove directly into the garage. Once the garage door was completely closed, I turned to Mike, "Come with me. The night is young and you have much to learn before the sun comes up." I got out of the car and turned to see him meekly following, oblivious to everything but me.
I led him to my spare room, the one I used for my playmates. He looked around the room at how feminine it was, decorated in frills and lace. I watched him for a moment, wondering what was going through his mind.

He seemed particularly intrigued with my special bed. It was a four poster, with sturdy uprights. Attached to each post at 12 inch intervals were heavy eye bolts. There was a canopy over the top, supported by sturdy metal rods. These too had eyebolts in them. This arrangement meant that I had a myriad of different ways to secure my victim to the bed.

Now was the time to begin, while he was still in his suggestive state. "You may begin by coming here," I commanded. He came to me and stood with his arms at his sides. "First, we need to get these nasty clothes off you," I cooed. "Tell me how much you want to be naked before me."

"I want to be naked before you," he dutifully responded in a somewhat monotone voice.

"Good, take off your clothes then."

He stripped off his clothes, and I kicked them into a corner. I reached down and stroked his penis, causing it to grow. "You see my lovely boy, when you do as I say, I will reward you with pleasure. Rest assured however, if you disobey or are slow in carrying out my orders, you will be punished severely. Do you understand what I've just told you?" He nodded his assent. "Good, my precious, now turn around and place your hands behind your back. Amanda has a surprise for you." Once again, he meekly complied, not even flinching when I snapped the handcuffs on his wrists. "This is merely a precaution," I said, continuing to stroke his now fully erect penis. "I always use these on my new candidates. It assures that they can't interfere with me while I'm playing with them. Now, get on your knees facing me."

He once again obeyed at once, dropping to his knees and staring up at my face.

"Very good. As a reward, I'm going to show you a sight most men would give anything for." I reached behind my back and began to slowly pull down the zipper to my dress. I shrugged it from my shoulders and let it drop, pooling around my ankles. I stepped out of it and stood, my panties barely an inch from his face. I took his head in my hands and pulled him toward me, pressing his nose firmly into the white satin covering my mound. "Take a deep breath my precious, smell my essence," I commanded. He inhaled deeply, drawing the aroma of my scented panties and my feminine musk deep into his lungs. I could feel myself beginning to get wet as he continued to inhale the unmistakable bouquet of my secretions.
"Mmm," I purred as his warm breath penetrated my panties. "That feels very nice. I love having a man at my feet worshiping me. As a special treat I will allow you to take my panties down. Oh, I forgot, your hands are cuffed behind you aren't they? Well then, you will just have to find another way won't you? I imagine you'll just have to use your talented little mouth to remove them. Aren't you glad I had the foresight to put my panties on over my garters. If I hadn't, you'd never get them off. Come on, get to work, we don't have all night you know."

He raised himself until his mouth was level with the waistband of my panties and ever so gently, took the elastic in his teeth and began to tug in a downward motion. He soon realized that he would have to alternate sides until they were over my hips. Before long, my mound was exposed and in order to get my panties all the way off, he had to press his nose into my folds. All this attention was having the predictable effect and I was getting wetter by the minute. At last, he was able to give one final tug and they slid down my legs leaving me exposed to his gaze. He licked his lips, obviously wanting to take greater privileges with me.

I stepped back, bending down to pick up my discarded dainties. "You did such a good job with that task, I will reward you. Stand up slave, its time for you to experience just how good a pair of panties can feel against your most secret parts." He struggled to his feet, his hands still cuffed helplessly behind his back. I took the panties and dangled them just above his erection. "Hmm", I mused. I think I've found the ideal place to hang my panties. I dropped them over his cock, draping it in the folds of the silky white panties. The effect was instantaneous. His cock began to twitch and jump, almost as though it had a mind of it's own. I stepped closer and whispered in his ear while I gently stroked him through the panties. "Doesn't this feel divine? Don't you wish you could have these sweet panties caressing you all the time?"

To my irritation, he just stood there with his eyes tightly closed, totally engrossed with the pleasure I was providing. "Answer me, slave," I commanded. "Don't you wish you could experience these sensations all the time?"

"Yes Amanda, this feels wonderful. I've fantasized about a moment like this, but never thought I'd be allowed to experience it firsthand."
"Good, that's the attitude I'm looking for. I have a treat for you in that event. I'm going to put you in your very first pair of panties." I place my hands on either side of his head and tilted it up until his eyes made contact with mine. In a stern, but soft voice I asked, "This will be your first time, won't it? You haven't played naughty panty games when your girlfriend has been out of the house have you, perhaps sneaking into her lingerie drawer, exploring all the dainty things inside?" 

"Oh, No!", he exclaimed. "I've never done anything like that."

I knew from preceding knowledge and the way he couldn't meet my probing gaze that he was lying, but that was something to be dealt with later, so I let the matter drop and continued. "Good, then since this is your first excursion into satin and lace, I think something in black would be fitting. I suspect you have the soul of a slut and I have just the thing for you."

I turned and went to the dresser and opened the top drawer. I pulled out a pair of black lacy panties. At first glance, they would appear to be quite ordinary full cut panties, although very lavishly trimmed in black lace. Closer examination would reveal the zipper hidden in the lace trim. The zipper ran from front to back. Once opened, whoever was wearing them would be completely exposed and vulnerable, yet still wearing their pretty panties.
As I turned back to him, I noticed his eyes were riveted on the panties. "Look at these, my pet," I cooed. "Can you imagine how wonderful they will feel once I slip them up your legs?" Using just my fingertips, I made a sling of the panties and placed them under his balls, sliding the slippery fabric back and forth. His cock began to twitch again, jerking up and down with each stroke.

"Hmm," I mused as I continued his torment, "You certainly seem to enjoy the feeling of satin and lace against your secret parts. You know of course that I want to put these on you, don't you? I won't do it without your assent however. You are going to have to ask me to put you in panties. Remember though, this is a big step for you. Once you have these on, you are mine to do with as I please, my panty slave. Your body becomes my toy, something to be used for my amusement. This then is the moment of truth. Do you want to wear these panties for me?"

It took a few seconds before he stammered out his answer. "Yes, please put me in panties."

I continued the stroking as I queried him further. "Before I do that, I want there to be no misunderstanding later. Do you fully accept the terms and understand what they signify? You must tell me in your own words what these panties symbolize."

Again he hesitated as his mind took in the import of what I wanted. I knew from the reaction of his cock however which way he would go. Finally, he spoke. "I will become your panty slave. My body will be your property and used in any way you deem appropriate."

I reached up and stroked his cheek. "You have made the right decision, my pet. In just a few seconds, you will be mine." I knelt down and as he raised first one foot then the other, I watched his expression as I slid the panties up his legs. As I reached his thighs, he took a deep breath, knowing that the moment was near. With a slow and deliberate movement, I pulled them over his cock and balls. I took just a moment to adjust the waistband and then stood to confront my newest slave. I ran a fingernail over his panty covered cock, and leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Now you are mine. You no longer have a cock. Everyone knows that cocks don't reside in panties. For that reason, we will now refer to this as your clit. Actually to be more precise, this is now my clit, a toy for me to play with as I see fit. Before we go much further however, we must finish dressing you. A real woman doesn't feel complete unless she is wearing a bra and stockings. They add so much to her feeling of sensual femininity. Of course, you'll also need a lacy garter belt to hold your stockings up. I much prefer a garter belt and stockings to pantyhose, they are much more feminine and present such a wonderfully erotic picture. Don't go away" I teased, "I'll be right back."

Once again I went to the dresser, returning with a lacy black bra, waist cincher and stockings. The bra had cunning little slits for his nipples to protrude and the cincher laced up in back to compress his waist. "Stand still," I commanded, "While I fasten this around your waist. This will give you a more pronounced waist, more like the person you have always dreamt of being." I fastened the hook and eye closures in the front and then turned him around so I could pull the laces in back nice and tight. When I had finished, he indeed did have a more feminine figure, his waist now two inches smaller than when I had started. I reached into my bra and retrieved the key to the handcuffs. "I'm going to release you for a moment. Dressed the way you are, I don't think there is any risk of your running off," I joked. I unlocked the handcuffs and before he could comment or protest, dictated, "Hold arms out in front for a moment while I slip on your bra."

He obeyed at once, his mind now conditioned to follow my orders without hesitation, no matter how humiliating the circumstance. I fastened the clasp and again turned him so he was facing me. I positioned the cups over his chest, pushing his muscles up and in until the under wires of the bra gave him the illusion of small breasts rising from the lace. I tweaked his nipples through the slits, making them erect and then quickly bent and gave each one in turn a quick kiss. His body jumped a little at that, the surprise of first a little pain, then the heat of my wet mouth startling him. "Did that surprise you my pet?" I asked slyly. "Well you have a great many more surprises coming before you leave this room."

Pointing to the bondage bed, I put a little edge in my voice, "Get on the bed and lie back for me." He obeyed and when I was satisfied that he was properly positioned and reasonably comfortable, I reached into the night stand next to the bed, and pulled out four leather cuffs. I attached them to his wrists and ankles, then used four lengths of rope to fasten each of his limbs to one of the bedposts. As I did this, I continued teasing him, "I have lot in store for you and don't want you to be able to resist. For that reason you will have to be restrained." Once I was finished, he was bound the bed, arms and legs spread wide apart and completely helpless.


The Unsuspecting Candidate Ch. 01



I took a step back to review my handiwork. He was now completely defenseless, bound to my bondage bed, his entire body open and vulnerable. I felt myself beginning to get wet at the sight. I knew I could do whatever I wanted to him. Just the thought of the delicious torments I had in mind was getting me more and more aroused. He looked at me somewhat plaintively, finally realizing how precarious his situation was. I stepped closer and began to stroke his inner thighs, teasing him by not approaching his clit. "Yes, my pet you are about to begin a journey from which there will be no return." I traced my fingertips higher until they were beneath his balls. I used two hands to tease and stroke his balls and clit until he was writhing and struggling against the ropes holding him in place. "Hmm, you certainly seem to like that!' I exclaimed. "You obviously enjoy having your clit and balls trapped in a prison of satin and lace. I wonder what would happen if you were to wear two pairs of panties?" I retrieved the white panties I had been wearing and dangled them over his face. "I think I'll find out. Raise your head for me." He did as he was told and I slipped my panties over his head, arranging the leg holes around his eyes and the crotch over his nose and mouth.

As soon as I finished, I whispered seductively, "The moment I laid eyes on you in that bar, I was visualizing you on this bed. I could see you in my minds eye just as you are now, in frilly lingerie and bondage. Just those thoughts were enough to get my panties wet. Now you have a constant reminder of how excited I became as I lured you into my web."

While I had been teasing him with my voice and fingers, he was taking deep breaths, inhaling my musk. I could tell from the state of his clit what sort of effect this was having. It strained against the satin holding it prisoner, and as his excitement increased, began to ooze fluids. "Just look what you're doing to your new panties!" I said with mock anger. "Your naughty clit is getting them all wet. I suppose I should have known this would happen. I will just have to find a way to help you control yourself."

I walked to the dresser and came back with an ornately carved box. I opened it to reveal a number of rubber o_rings. They varied in size from under an inch to over two inches in diameter. I grasped the tang of the zipper in his panties and pulled it down until his clit and balls were exposed. Using one of the larger o_rings, I placed it at the base of his clit and balls. Next, using increasingly smaller rings, I put his balls and finally his clit in bondage. When I was finished, in addition to the first ring, he had rings around the base of his balls, each ball individually and three on his clit, one at the base, one half way up the shaft and the last just below the head. This form of bondage is devilishly effective. His balls are now incredibly sensitive to even the slightest touch. The effect on his clit is even more pronounced. Because the blood has no way to escape, it ensures that his clit will remain fully erect. Also, if the rings are the right size it will also deny him the ability to achieve climax.

"There my pet, that's much better. I now control your ability to climax. Your body will get more and more aroused, but be unable to achieve release unless I allow it. I told you at the outset that your body would be mine and this is just one small example of how I intend to enslave it. You are now going to begin your service to me," I said as I got onto the bed next to his bound form. I straddled him, one knee on either side of his head positioning my sex over his face. I pulled the panties covering his mouth aside and instructed him. "I want to use your mouth for my first orgasm. You will have exactly two minute to bring me to completion. You may begin now."

I lowered myself to his waiting tongue and luxuriated in the wonderful feeling of power as he did my bidding, licking and sucking his way slowly up the length of my slit until he found the prize of my clit. Aware that he had a time limit, he sucked it between his lips and began to lash it with the tip of his tongue. What a treasure this one was! His talent was incredible. Even though I tried to delay it, my climax began in under a minute, building higher and higher until I went completely over the edge. At the peak of my pleasure, my legs gave out, pinning my clit against his mouth. His tongue continued to lap and lick, impelling my body to higher and higher heights of ecstasy. No sooner did one wave subside, than another would begin. My juices flowed in a constant stream, coating his face with my sweet oils. He drank it all, like a kitten at a bowl of cream. Finally, when it seemed I would pass out if I didn't do something, I forced myself to raise from his face. It took all the strength I had to remove myself from his probing tongue.
I stood still for a moment, while my body recovered from the multiple climaxes. It took a moment or two for the rubbery feeling in my thighs to dissipate.

Once I had fully recovered, I set about preparing my slave for his next ordeal. I removed the o_rings and replaced them with a locking cock cage. After the metal cage was over his clit, I pulled the straps tight around the base of his balls and snapped a small brass padlock in place I released him from his bondage and ordered, " take all your lingerie off my pretty, its time to change into something a little more frilly."

Once he had complied, I pulled a pair of red ruffled panties from the drawer. I stood next to him and began to once again stroke his bound clit with the panties. Each time they came in contact with it, his clit grew a little more, until it was straining against the metal cage holding it prisoner. "I'm glad I took the precaution of restraining your naughty little clit my pet," I teased. "Who knows what sorts of naughtiness you'd get into if you were able to reach it." I continued to tease him with the panties, using just two fingers to massage the head of his clit with them. By now he was beginning to moan and pant with desire, so intense was his need to climax. "Does my sissy want to cum? Well, lets see what I can do about that for you. I think we need to dress you in something really slutty this time", I said as I walked to the closet. As I examined the nighties hanging there, I mused, " Let me see, what would be appropriate for a slut like you?" Pulling a sheer red babydoll nightie with matching panties from their hanger, I said, "This will be perfect, a red hot nightie for my red hot slut. Take this and put it on for me. You may wear that pair of black stay up stockings with it.

Of course, he complied at once, wishing for nothing more than my approval. I am sure he now understood that the road to the climax he so desperately craved. After slipping the babydoll gown over his head, he reached for the panties and pulled them up over his caged clit. I saw at once that this would not be satisfactory, the cage kept his clit sticking straight out, ruining the lines of the lacy panties. "Come here, slave," I commanded. As he stepped over to me, I pulled his panties down far enough to release his clit from the cage. "I will have to find another way to stimulate and tease you," I informed him.

I went to the dresser and pulled open the toy drawer, removing a hard plastic vibrating egg. About 4 inches in length, it had a battery pack with an adjusted power setting. Once this little gem was inserted, I would be able to produce sensations varying from a mild tingle to mind shattering vibrations. "Spread you legs and bend over with your palms on the floor," I ordered. Once he had complied, I lubed the egg and ever so slowly inserted it inside his ass. As his sphincter closed around it, he gave a little gasp of pleasure. I took great delight in what happened next. I turned the thumbwheel, giving him a quick burst of intense vibration. His whole body jumped and his legs began to quiver from the wonderful stimulation inside him. I pulled his panties back up and ordered him lie on his back on the bed. Once there, I fastened his wrists and ankles to the four corners using cuffs and lengths of sturdy chain. I stood back from the bed and once again surveyed my handiwork. His legs were spread wide apart and his arms over his head. There would be no chance of his interfering with what was to come. His torment had just begun. Before I was finished with him, he would be a quivering bowl of jelly, his body unable to do so much as stand.

It was time to give my sissy a little pleasure, time to take pity on the poor thing and let her climax. I knew what I would do to her. There was one toy left to use and I knew it would drive the poor thing wild, stimulating her clit until she had no choice but to climax. From the nightstand, I took a vibrator, one with a flexible cup on the business end. I pulled my sissy's panties down and placed it on the head of her clit. As I switched the power on, his whole body jumped, straining against the cuffs holding him prisoner on my bed. I delighted in his reaction, and continued to use the vibrator on his balls and clit until he was bucking and writhing, begging me with his eyes to let him cum. I watched as his climax neared and then stopped, leaving the poor thing high and dry. I waited until he had calmed down and then began the whole process over again teasing her clit and balls until she was almost at that magic moment, the stopping again. I repeated this process several times, until I saw it was not possible to get my captive sissy any more excited. It was time to milk him dry now. I released his right hand an gave him a pair of my laciest red panties with the instructions, "Make yourself cum for me sissy, I want to see you fill these panties for me. Wrap them around your clit and stroke it until you fill my panties for me." Of course by this time, he was more than happy to comply. He wrapped the panties around his clit, leaving the excess to stroke his balls as he moved his fist up and down the length of his shaft.

I could tell he was getting close to the edge and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Cum for me sissy, fill my sexy panties with your juices, make me happy! I want to watch you cum! CUM FOR ME NOW!!!!" His body began to tremble and shake as his climax approached. His back arched in ecstasy as spurt after spurt of his hot oils erupted from the head of his clit, soaking the panties with proof of his obedience. I stroked his forehead cooing to him to reassure him. "You are such a good sissy, I want to keep you all to myself for the moment. I am sure the time will come that I will want to share you with my friends, making you serve them as you will serve and service me, but for now I think I'll keep you all to myself.



The Unsuspecting Candidate Ch. 02



Part 2 Helen continues Mike's training, this time in a French Maid's uniform

The aftershocks of his climax were still coursing through his body as I teased him. "Did you have a nice cum, sissy?" I cooed at his still bound form. "Do you want me to release you now?"

"Yes, please," he replied. "I'd like to get dressed now."

"And get dressed you shall," I teased, "But not in those nasty boy's clothes. I have something far more appropriate for your new status. Since this is Friday night, I think it proper that you spend your weekend in satin and lace. I sense real possibilities in you and together, we're going to explore them." 

As I released him from the bonds restraining him to the bed, I commanded him, "Take off all your pretty lingerie and go into the bathroom. You will run a tub of hot water and take a bubble bath for me. I want you nice and clean for your next costume. You will also find a razor and shave gel there. I want all your nasty hair removed from the neck down. I will be in to inspect the job you do, so be sure and shave closely."

I watched with amusement as he stood and removed his lingerie. He was actually trying to be modest, turning his back to me as he did so! How sweet that was! What did he think he was doing? There was not a part of his body I hadn't seen, not to mention played with. "Hurry up and take your bath sissy," I ordered. "The sooner you do, the sooner you can be dressed and have something to cover your naughty parts."

I watched with a bemused smile as he hurried out of the room to follow my directions. While he was gone, I set about selecting the wardrobe for his evenings activities. First, matching hot pink satin lingerie with white lace trim, the kind a woman wears when she wants to attract attention. The panties were full cut, almost a bubble style. They would have more than adequate room for his sissy clit to move around. Every time he moved, his clit would be stroked by the slippery satin, reminding him of his predicament. The bra was padded and underwired, sure to give the illusion of small breasts once his chest muscles were pulled up and tucked in the satin cups. 

Instead of a standard garter belt, I chose a pink satin waist cincher. Heavily boned, with laces up the back, it would reduce my new pantyslave 's waist by four inches. It would be difficult for him to take a deep breath, but he had to learn there was a price to be paid for a truly feminine form. At the hem it had six lacy garter straps dangling down. I could hardly wait to see what those straps looked like as they formed the perfect frame for his sissy clit. 

I added a pair of white seamed stockings to the lingerie and turned to the closet. Hanging there was a hot pink French Maid's dress. Made of satin like material, it was scandalously short. Also in the closet was a very full short petticoat. Constructed of yards and yards of ruffled nylon, once it was on, it would ensure my sissy's dress flared nicely from his hips. 

I found myself getting excited as I imagined him dressed in his new finery. I added a pair of pink mules trimmed with fluffy marabou feathers and then set about picking my own wardrobe for the evening.

Because I had plans to use my pantyslave 's tongue and clit, I chose my lingerie accordingly. I picked out some of my naughtiest items. The panties were black with red lace trim and crotchless, the matching bra had openings for my nipples to protrude. The garter belt was blood red with black lacy trim. I slipped a pair of black diamond patterned stockings to the ensemble and stood back to admire myself in the mirror. 

Just the vision of myself got me wet. I was prepared for an evening of lust and passion with my latest conquest. I knew myself well enough to know that when the time came to get some pleasure, I wouldn't want to be bothered with removing my lacies. These garments would assure that while I was still technically dressed, all my good parts would be available to his probing tongue and sissy clit. I was just covering myself in a filmy red peignoir robe when Mike re-entered the room.

Still in his modest mode, he had wrapped a towel around his waist, covering himself. This was just not acceptable! I went to the bed and untied the cuffs from the bed frame. I looped the ropes through a hook hanging from the ceiling. "Come here pantyslave," I commanded as I stood next to the dangling cuffs.

I could see the trepidation in his eyes as he approached. I also found it interesting that he gave no thought to disobeying me. "You know what I want sissy, put your arms above your head." He extended his arms and I fastened the cuffs around his wrists. When I was sure they were not too tight, I pulled on the ropes until there was just enough slack to allow him to stand on his tiptoes. 

"Such a good pet you are," I said as I ran my fingernails over his chest, trailing them down until I reached the towel covering him. "Did you really think I'd let you cover yourself in front of me?" I teased. Oh no, sissy boy, you are not allowed that privilege." 

With a flick of my wrist, I pulled the towel from his waist, leaving him completely naked and exposed to my gaze. I continued to tease his as I ran my fingers up and down his now hairless body. 

"What a good job you did sissy. You are now as bare as a baby." I fondled his sissy clit and cupped his balls, stroking and teasing them. His body had the obvious reaction, his clit growing in my hand. "See, pantyslave, when you follow my instructions, there will always be pleasure involved. But enough of this, it's time to get you dressed."

I took the waist cincher from the bed and began to fasten it around his waist. There were two sets of laces, one starting at the top, the other from the bottom. As I tightened them each in turn, my sissy's waist began to shrink. Only when the edges of the fabric were touching did I stop. 

My sissy now had a well defined waist, just like a girl! "I know you're suffering a little, but that is the price a girl has to pay for a truly feminine form," I teased. I wouldn't put you through this unless I thought it necessary. You know what comes next, don't you? That's right, it's time to put your sexy stockings on. I'm going to get them now and when I touch each of your ankles, you will lift your foot and point it down so your Mistress can slip them up your legs."

I retrieved the stockings and knelt down, my face just inches from his clit. I made sure my breath played over it as I rolled the stockings up his legs. It was almost comical as his clit danced and jumped in front of me. I fastened each of the six garters in turn, making sure to brush the back of my hand over his clit, as though it were in inadvertent touch. 

Each time this happened his poor sissy clit jumped and quivered as though it had a mind and life of it's own. When I was satisfied that his seams were straight and the garter straps were firmly fastened, I picked up my digital camera and took several shots of his hairless sissy clit and balls framed by the lacy garter straps. 

Now it was time to put his panties on. Once again he lifted each foot in turn and I slipped the satin panties on. I pulled the ever so slowly up his legs watching with considerable delight as they slid over his clit, covering it from view. That is not to say it was no longer evident, there was a large bulge in his pretty panties as his clit grew even larger, fondled by the slippery satin.

"Oh my," I cooed. "You certainly seem to be enjoying this. At least your clit seems to relish being trapped in slippery satin." Once again, I took some pictures as I continued to document his transformation into a swishy sissy maid. 

"Now for your petticoats," I teased. "A proper sissy maid has to have very full petticoats under her uniform." I pulled the petticoats up over the panties and turned again to the closet. "Are your legs getting tired my pretty? Perhaps some pretty mules will help you." 

I slipped the feathered mules on his feet, admiring the way the four inch heels gave his calves definition. I traced my fingertips up the insides of his legs, under his petticoats all the way to his panties and watched as he squirmed. Continuing, I traced the outline of his clit through the panties. I stopped that only when I was sure he would stain his panties if I were to continue.

"All right pantyslave, I'm going to release you now. It's time to put your bra and uniform on and I can't do that with your arms bound like this.

He complied meekly, to the point he stood there submissively holding his arms out so I could slip the lacy bra straps on. Without my bidding, he turned so I could fasten the hooks in back, turning once I was done so I could arrange his chest muscles to give the illusion of breasts. 

Before I put his dress on, I stood back to admire my handiwork. "Hmm, sissy you have almost a B cup there. That will have to do until we can purchase something to fill your bra a little more. I really like my maids to have perkier tits. Of course, there is that advantage of using what you have, they're much more sensitive than the silicone ones. Put your hands behind your back and I'll show you."

Once again, he complied at once, all thoughts of resistance were gone now. I pulled down his bra cups to expose his nipples and quickly licked and sucked each in turn. As I did, he gasped with pleasure, especially when I sucked them. "That will give you a preview of coming attractions," I teased as I tucked him back into the bra. "Now for the finale, I'm going to put you in your frilly dress."

I unzipped the back of the dress and pulled it over his head. He held each arm out in turn so I could get his arms into the full length sleeves. Fortunately, the wrists were elasticized, so pulling the sleeves down his arms was quite easy. 

Once it was on, I pulled the zipper closed and arranged the hem over his petticoats. What a vision he made! The once macho male was now a frilly French Maid! The dress was so short, his stocking tops and garters were exposed. In fact if he wasn't careful, his lacy panties would be on display. 

I have to tell you gentle reader, this was not a mistake on my part. It had been my intention all along that my latest conquest suffer the humiliation of wearing this costume. This was the sort of thing men liked to fantasize about, dressing the ladies in their lives in something whorish so they could indulge their fantasy. Now the shoe was on the other foot, so to speak. Now a male was the object of lust and humiliation, nothing but a sex object and being used for a woman's sexual pleasure. 

"Walk for my pantyslave, show me what a slut you can be," I directed. He began to walk across the room, teetering on his heels. "Come on sissy, you can do better than that. Swing your hips for me. Show me what a tramp you are in your pretty uniform. I want to see those petticoats sway." 

He continued to sashay around the room, gaining confidence as he became used to walking in heels. Soon, he wasn't wobbling at all, in fact he'd become quite adept at strutting his stuff for me. 

You should know gentle reader, that while I am a strong woman, I'm not made of steel. All this had a the predictable effect on me. I could feel myself getting quite wet. Yes, there was a distinct tingle in my pussy as I watched my latest pantyslave perform for me. 

The time had come for me to put him to good use. "Now you're going to serve me like a ladies maid," I said as I sat on the edge of the bed. "Come over here and kneel between my legs."

He did as instructed and I held his head with both hands and pulled it down to my right nipple protruding from the lacy cups of my bra. Without being told, he quickly sucked it into his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around it. 

I could feel it getting harder and harder as his hot mouth worked it's magic. "Now the other one sissy, I don't want it to feel left out." Once again, he complied instantly, and soon my left nipple was as hard as the right. I reflected on how fortunate it was that I had the presence of mind to wear this particular lingerie set. I would not have wanted to wait while I remove my lingerie before using my new pantyslave to amuse myself. He continued to use his tongue to incite my body to higher and higher levels of excitement until I could take no more. I wanted satisfaction now! I guided his face into my mound. "You know what to do pantyslave, lick me until I cum. If you do an adequate job, I'll reward you. If you don't, I'll keep you here until you learn how to truly pleasure a woman with your sissy tongue." 

Because I'd had the foresight to wear the crotchless panties, there was nothing to impede him from carrying out my orders. He licked and nibbled at my labia before turning his attentions to my already hard clit. Each time his tongue danced across it, a wave of pleasure surged through my body. As he continued, I knew my moment was getting closer and closer. 

"Use your fingers too," I gasped. He immediately obeyed slipping a finger inside me probing for my G spot. All at once he found it and I began to buck and writhe, forcing my sopping wet mound against his face. He knew then that he was in the right spot and continued to stroke in and out with his finger....harder and faster, keeping the same tempo with his tongue on my clit. 

This was the moment! I was going to cum soon and I wrapped my legs around his head trapping it there against my drenched pussy. He responded by trapping my clit between his lips, lips with a gentle pressure while he lashed it with his tongue. This was more than I could stand, my climax overtook me. Wave after wave of pulsing pleasure shot through me as my sissy continued to minister to my clit and pussy. 

As I came all over his mouth, his hot tongue lapped and slurped at the juices pouring from my slit. It was incredible, not content with providing just one orgasm, he continued to lap away and my body responded with one climax after another. 

I began to wonder, who was dominating whom at this point. I did know my body was a slave to his dancing tongue and unless I stopped him, he would continue until I passed out. For this reason, I used all my willpower to push his head away and close my legs. 

It was with trembling legs that I walked to my dresser to get a pair of lacy panties and one of my old stockings, not to wear, I had another use for them. I used the panties to wipe all the pussy juice from my legs and groin. "Come here pantyslave and open your mouth, Mistress has a special treat for you." I pushed the panties firmly into his mouth and tied the stocking around his head trapping my pungent undies in his mouth. 

"The taste of your Mistress should remain in your mouth for several hours now. This will serve as a reminder of who you belong to and who controls your sissy life. I must admit your training is progressing much faster than I thought it would. Because you have been so diligent in your obedience, I'm going to accelerate it a little. Get on the bed and extend your arms to the four corners. I want to make you helpless for the next phase of your training." 

In just a few moments, had him secured to the bed, his arms and legs spread wide. I reached under his petticoats and stroked him through his panties. 

"You have been such a good sissy for your Mistress. It's time your were rewarded," I cooed as his sissy clit grew inside the satin panties. I'm going to let you get a good nights sleep and the in the morning I'll have a nice surprise for you, one that every sissy would adore having. Just to make sure you can't see your surprise, I'm going to have to put a hood on you. You don't mind, do you sissy? You don't want to spoil Mistress's surprise by peeking too soon do you?"

Because the panties were in his mouth, he could do nothing but shake his head from side to side to indicate his acquiescence. The hood I was using laced up the back and had both a removable blindfold and provision for a leather gag to snap in place. I removed the stocking holding the panties and slipped the hood over his head. As I laced it tightly, the gag drove the panties even deeper into his mouth, eliciting a soft moan from my captive pantyslave. 

Once I was finished, I stepped back to admire the fruits of my labor. What a sight he made! What had begun the evening as a male was now a sissy maid in tight bondage, helpless to avoid whatever I chose to inflict on him. I bent over next to his head and murmured softly, "Sleep tight sissy, you'll want to be well rested in the morning. You'll need all your energy to enjoy your surprise."

With that, I walked from the room, locking the door behind me. Next, I picked up the phone by the entryway and dialed a number. When the party answered, I spoke, "Hello Jessica, Mike has made incredible progress, much faster than I thought possible. You were quite right in your suspicions that he would make an acceptable slave. 

Because he's adapted to the training so effortlessly, he's ready for you. I suggest we let him sleep and ponder his fate until tomorrow morning. Then you can come over about 9:00. Be sure and bring your special toys with you. I think you'll find he's more than ready."

"I'll be there," she replied. "To think I almost gave up on him. I can't wait to see what you've done with him, not to mention the fun I'm planning on having as I take his virginity."

To be continued...



The Unsuspecting Candidate Ch. 03



I awoke at 6:00 A.M. and set about preparing for my sissy's surprise. I opened the door to see him there on the bed, his ankles and wrists still cuffed to the four corners of the bed. His head was still encased in the bondage hood and he lifted it as I shut the door and approached the bed. 

"I trust my sissy slept well," I cooed as I began to release him from the cuffs holding him prisoner.

"You have a big day ahead of you, so I want you to quickly get out of your maid's dress and use the bathroom. When you finish with that, you may come back and join me in a light breakfast. Then it will be time to begin preparing you for your surprise." 

As soon as the last cuff was undone, I unsnapped the blindfold from the bondage hood, leaving the gag holding my panties in place where it was. You will leave the hood where it is, you can see well enough for what you have to do. Obviously, he couldn't say a word, but he nodded and moved quickly to the bathroom. I'm sure the poor dear needed the facilities there, since he'd been tied up for more than eight hours. 

"I will be selecting your attire for today," I told him through the closed bathroom door. "I want you to get completely undressed. I don't think a shower is possible with the hood in place, so I want you to use a washcloth to quickly clean up a little, then present yourself to me in the bedroom. 

I quickly dialed Jessica's number and when she answered, I said, "You can come over in about 15 minutes, don't bother knocking, the front door will be unlocked. When you get here, don't make a sound, just take your shoes off and come as quietly as you can up to the bedroom. I'll be there and so will your new sissy slave."

"I can't wait," was her response. "I'll be on my way presently."

"Good," I replied. "Be sure and bring the toys you purchased for today's little party."

"Don't worry, they're already in my overnight case, bye for now, I'll be there soon."

I heard the water running as he followed my instructions while I set about laying his lingerie for the day. I chose a filmy white babydoll style peignoir set with sheer ruffled panties. To this I added a lacy garterbelt and seamed lace top stockings, also in virginal white. 

I heard the bathroom door opening and as he came back into the bedroom I chided him, "Hurry up sissy, we have a lot to do." I handed him the frilly garterbelt and without being told, he fastened it around his waist. "Now sit on the bed sissy, I will put your new stockings on," I commanded. "I don't want you to get a run in them." 

He sat there and extended each leg in turn as I slowly rolled the stockings up and into place. I noticed that as my hands brushed his inner thighs while I attached the garter clips, his sissy parts began to get hard. This was not unexpected, the poor thing had not had any chance for relief since last night's milking. 

"Now for your panties," I teased. Holding them up in front of his eyes, I continued to tease him. "Would you look at all the ruffles on these panties?! They're called sissy panties, the perfect name for them I think. After all, that is what you are, a sissy, my pantyslave. Now, lift your feet so Mistress can slip these on you. "He did as he was told and I began to pull them up his legs. As I got them to his knees, he stood to allow me to pull them the rest of the way up until his sissy clit and balls were snugly held by the filmy ruffled panties. 

I took his clit through the sheer fabric and stoked it several times, making it grow and make a tent out of his panties. "Mmm," I cooed. "My sissy is certainly excited this morning! Soon you will be even more excited and aching to cum for your Mistress. But for now, we need to get you into your lacy nightie and restrained again. I don't want you to have any chance to resist the sweet torments I have in mind for you. I think it's time for the blindfold again, hold still while I put it on." 

He stood meekly as I reattached the blindfold, sending him back into darkness. I picked up the babydoll top and slipped it over his head. Without being told, he slipped his arms through the armholes, a shiver going through him as it cascaded softly down his body. 

"Now, the peignoir coat," I said as I slipped it on over the nightie. I stepped back to survey the results. "Oh my," I exclaimed. "Don't you look pretty in your lacy lingerie, just like a bride on her wedding night." Now it's time for the rest of your preparations.

"Turn for me sissy and face the headboard please" I said as I guided him into place. Once he was positioned properly, I attached a cuff to each ankle. "Now spread your legs for me sissy." When his legs were about three feet apart, I tied a rope to each cuff, leaving him unable to put his legs together. I then fastened a cuff to each wrist and positioned him face down on the bed. I took all the slack from the attached ropes, leaving him with his arms extended fully to the corners of the headboard. 

I reached from behind and stroked his panty trapped clitty, teasing him until he began to writhe and wriggle as the pleasure my fingers provided him drove him wild with lust, aching to cum. "Not yet, little sissy, you will cum but only when I allow it," I teased as I stopped my ministrations. "I have to get dressed for our fun today, so don't go anywhere." All he could do was moan his frustration into the panties still gagging him.

I went to the dresser and selected my attire for the day, a black lace garterbelt and stockings. To this I added a black lacy bra with openings for my nipples. I didn't bother with panties, they would just get in the way of what I had in mind for my activities. Once I had my lingerie on, I moved to the bed, positioning myself with my legs under his outstretched arms my pussy inches away from his gagged mouth.

"Would my sissy like Mistress to remove that nasty gag from his mouth?" I teased. All he could do was nod. "All right then, but you will have to repay my kindness," I said as I removed the articles from his mouth. I pressed my pussy against his face and without further instructions, he began to lap at my lips, probing with his tongue into their silky folds. 

My body began to tremble as all the pent up passion overtook me. At this point, I heard a car door slam. I knew Jessica was here now. To muffle the sounds of her coming into the house, I grabbed his head with my hands over his ears and pulled him even more tightly against my now sopping pussy. In a loud voice I let him know he was pleasing me. "Yes that's it sissy, lick my pussy, make me cum all over you sissy mouth. Mmm, yes that's it run your sissy tongue over my clit, feel it grow as you pleasure your Mistress." 

At this point Jessica came silently into the room, a look of shocked amusement on her face. I'm sure we made quite a sight, her boyfriend helplessly bound in lacy lingerie, eagerly lapping at my pussy. I held a finger to my lips to indicate she should remain silent while I continued to let my sissy know he was pleasuring me. 

Jessica was wearing a knee length coat. She undid the buttons and shrugged it from her shoulders, leaving her in nothing but a fire engine red set of lingerie. The bra was a half cup style, leaving her nipples exposed and the panties were crotchless, giving me a good view of her honey blonde muff. I looked at her overnight case and nodded at her to indicate she should get the special toy we had purchased in place.

Silently, she opened the case and removed a latex panty from within. Attached to the panty was a six-inch latex dildo! That was not the only extra feature though. Inside the panty was another dildo, one meant to be inside her pussy. In addition to that, there were controls for the vibrators buried in each of the dildos! 

I continued to exhort Mike to greater efforts as Jessica came to within my reach. She carried the toy to the bed where I licked a finger and slipped into her, getting her nice and wet for the dildo. Without making a sound, she pulled the panty-dildo into place, a look of pleasure coming over her as the toy inside the latex panties slipped inside her. 

All the while my sissy had been lapping at my clit like a kitten at a bowl of cream and I knew what would only be the first of many climaxes shook me. "YES, sissy make me cum! Lick me! Suck my clit! " I exhorted as wave after wave shook me. As the tremors subsided, I teased him further. "You've been such a talented little lesbian sissy. I have a treat for you. You're going to have a special experience, one most sissys dream about but never realize in anything but their nasty fantasies." 

As I was speaking, Jessica had moved behind him. I held his head as she reached out to stroke him through his panties. As soon as she did this, he stiffened, realizing there was another person in the room with us. "Relax sissy," I said softly. "I invited a long time girlfriend of mine to enjoy your submission. As much as I wanted to keep you all to myself, you are just too precious and talented not to share." 

By this time, Jessica had her hand in his panties, gently massaging his balls and clit with her soft hand. "It's time for my sissy to get a special treat," I continued. "You're about to feel what it's like for a girl on her first time."

"Pull his panties down and put an examining glove on dear," I instructed Jessica. Once that was done, I continued my lesson. "Now lube your index finger and put it inside his pussy, finger fuck him just like a boy does when he's trying to get a woman hot and wet, trying to get her to spread her legs for him." 

Jessica complied with a vengeance, and as she slipped a finger in his ass, he began to writhe and buck as his pussy was invaded by her probing finger. Before long, I could tell he was enjoying it, moving his hips back and forth to facilitate deeper penetration. 

Without being coaxed, she lubed the dildo protruding from the front of her panties and using both hands to spread his cheeks she began to press into him. As the head of her latex cock slipped past his sphincter muscle, he gasped aloud. Giving him no chance to adjust, Jessica thrust forward, burying her cock inside his sissy pussy. A look of intense pleasure came over her face as she began to stroke it in and out. I knew she was being pleasured from two directions at once, the base of one dildo pressing against her clit while the other one moved inside her as she fucked him. 

She began to increase the tempo, faster and faster, burying her plastic cock in Mike's sissy pussy. His body had adjusted to the invading cock now and his hips moved back and forth, meeting her thrusts. I knew it would soon be time for her to have the first climax of her life with a cock in her sissy.

"It's time dear," I said. "Turn on the vibes now and let our sissy slut feel his pussy being fucked by a woman in complete control." As soon as the words escaped my mouth, Jessica turned both vibes on. 

As Mike began to buck and writhe from the sensations filling his body, Jessica's expression was one of complete bliss. I could see her legs starting to tremble as her climax neared. "That's it dear, let yourself go, give in to the pleasure, knowing this will only be the first of many orgasms you'll have today. Don't worry about the sissy, he is here solely for your pleasure and we will use him for quite a while before he's allowed to cum. 

As I was saying this, her body began to shake and tremble as her climax overtook her. A look of complete rapture came over her face and she actually began to drool as her climax shook her. Her hips continued to thrust for a few seconds more, almost as though her body had taken control, until finally she stopped and withdrew from inside our sissy.

She sat heavily on the bed then, as though her legs could no longer support her. As she did, I got off the bed and said, "Once you've had a chance to recover, we're going to reposition our sissy for further play. I got so horny watching the two of you. I want to use him some more."

Jessica had recovered sufficiently from her climax to pull the dildo out. After releasing the ropes on his arms, I moved to the foot of the bed warning him, "Don't even think of using this as a chance to resist. The two of us could easily overpower you and then you'd really regret it." 

He just laid there as I untied his ankles. "Now lie on the bed, face up," I commanded. He immediately complied, and without being told extended his legs and arms to the four corners of the bed. 

"Be a dear and restrain his wrists, while I get his ankles," I instructed Jessica. Be sure he is spread wide and completely helpless." She soon had his wrists in the cuffs and attached to the headboard with a short length of rope. I had been busy with his ankles, attaching them in a similar manner to the foot of the bed. We both stood back for a moment to admire our handiwork. Our sissy was once again completely helpless and vulnerable. His body formed a perfect "X" his hard clitty aching for release.

"That looks good, now why don't you remove his hood and let our sissy pet see who just took his cherry? I'm sure he's dying to know which of my girlfriends was just buried in his hot tight sissy pussy."

"It will be my pleasure." She cooed, speaking for the first time since entering the room. Mike's body actually jumped as he recognized her voice. She reached behind his head, loosening the laces of the hood. 

As she pulled it from his head, she continued her teasing. "Look at my macho boyfriend now! All dressed in slutty lingerie and tied down! I was the one to call Helen and tell her my suspicions about you. I wondered how my lingerie kept getting disturbed when you were left alone. The only answer had to be my boyfriend was fondling my lacy things. Helen and I worked together for a short period of time and we had lots of nice chats. It was then that she told me of her "hobby" transforming males into sissy pantypets. Her number was the first that popped into my head when I decided to test you and see if you really were a suitable candidate for panty training and feminization."

"He or should I say she looks so good," Jessica continued. "But the name is wrong! No one named Mike would be found in slutty lingerie after meekly allowing herself to be tied down. 

We need to come up with a more appropriate name for her. I have it, Missy......yes Missy the Sissy! That is perfect!" She strode around the bed, repeating the name in a lilting voice. "Missy is my Sissy, Missy is my Sissy, oh my!" She bent over his bound form, her face just inches from his. "Now, what is your name? Come on you naughty girl, tell Mistress Jessica what you are called."

He mumbled the answer in such a low voice, only Jessica could hear him. 

"That will not do! You must speak loudly and clearly, telling us your new name and your acceptance of it," she exclaimed. "Now one more time, what is your name slut?"

"My name is Missy," he replied.

"Not good enough," she said. "I want your full name."

"I am Missy the Sissy," he said choking the words out, but in a clear and discernible voice.

Jessica bent further and gave her a peck on the cheek. "You are learning my pet. Now that you've been taught to be a sissy for me, I'm going to take full advantage of the situation."

Turning to me, she said, "I really enjoyed those dildo panties while I fucked my slut, but I think I'm going to avail myself of the real thing this time."

I thought for a moment and replied, "Before you do, let me make a little addition to her clitty. I think it would be nice if she was not able to climax until we allow it. I have just the things to take care of that problem," I said heading once again to my toy box. 

I came back with the rubber O-rings and set about once again binding our slave's naughty parts. As you may recall from the first time I employed these rings, there are six used. One around the base of her balls, one around each ball individually, and three on her sissy clitty. 

Turning to Jessica, I showed her the advantages of using them. "Once they are in place, the poor thing can't lose her erection or climax. Her clitty however, remains available for a woman's pleasure. I think you will find them to be quite an improvement, as her clitty now has distinct ridges on it"

Jessica looked at her sissy's bound clitty and gave a Cheshire cat grin. "It looks like a French tickler on steroids," she joked. "I can't wait to straddle her and take that deep inside me. But first, I want to make sure she's properly aroused." With that, she bent over and while fondling her sissy's balls took just the head of his clit into her mouth. I could see her cheeks pursing as she sucked gently. Her fingers were dancing ever so softly over her sissy's balls. In very little time the sissy was writhing and bucking, straining against her bonds.

"Hand me a pair of your silkiest panties," she asked. "I have a feeling I know just how to drive my sissy wild."

I rummaged in my panty drawer, finally finding a pair of satin panties, the most slippery ones I owned. 

"Watch this!" she said, as she began to pull the panties up and down the length of his clit and down over his swollen balls. With each stroke, his body bucked and his hips thrust upwards, tying to intensify the contact with the panties. Jessica stopped and wrapped them around his shaft and began to lightly stroke him. 

"Does this feel good sissy girl?" she teased. "I bet you'd love it if I were to tighten my grip and milk you into these slippery satiny panties, wouldn't you?"

He didn't utter a word, but his hips began to move up and down, trying in vain to get the release he was being denied. Jessica stopped all motion and cooed softly. "Well, that's not about to happen. You are going to be kept right at the edge for hours. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be aching to cum. And who knows? Perhaps I'll allow it, but no time soon sissy."

She straddled his waist, and looked at me. "Helen, would you enjoy using her slutty mouth while I use her clitty?", she asked ever so politely. It was so funny, her tone was one used by ladies at their teas, ever so prim and proper.

"Thank you for asking Jessica. I would love to." I replied, equally primly. I took only a moment to straddle his head, my pussy just inches from his waiting mouth. 

Jessica moved down his body and grasping his bound clitty, began to rub just the head up and down the length of her slit. "Mmmm," she exclaimed. "This sissy clit is getting my pussy all wet and creamy, I do believe I'll avail myself of it." She began to lower herself onto the sissy clit. As the lips closed around the rings, she gave a gasp as first one, then two, then the final ring rubbed her clit as she took the full length inside her. 

"Mmmm, sissy, your clit feels so good inside me! Are you enjoying the sensations to be had from my pussy devouring your sissy clit? Of course you are. But that is actually of little consequence. Your sole purpose tonight and for the foreseeable future is to provide pleasure to me and whomever else I may designate."

All this time, I had remained just inches from that lovely sissy mouth. Jessica saw that and spoke. "Go ahead Helen, let the sissy pleasure you with his hot wet tongue. He really is quite talented in that area, but I suppose most sissy girls are."

I lowered myself to his sissy lips and she immediately began to lap at my inner lips. It felt incredible. Seated as we were, Jessica and I were facing each other. I looked and her and smiled. "I hope you don't think me forward, but I'd love to play with your breasts while your sissy licks me to climax."

"You read my mind!" she replied. "But only if I can reciprocate. I've been looking at your nipples poking out of that naughty black lace bra the whole time I've been here."

"Mmmm," I replied, "let's not wait then." Using both hands, I began to caress and tease her nipples. Tracing around them with just a fingertip, I watched as they began to swell and distend. Jessica had not been idle either as I felt my nipples being similarly teased. Each of us was being serviced by our sissy girl while we played and teased each other in our naughty bras. 




The Unsuspecting Candidate Ch. 03



Jessica was posting up and down, riding her sissy clit, while his sissy tongue was busy lapping at my clit. I was getting so hot, I knew I was dripping tablespoons of my juices into her greedy sissy mouth. You have to know, I could care less if that was a problem for him. After all, that is what a sissy mouth is for, to lap and lick at a woman's pussy, pleasing and pleasuring her.

I could wait no longer and leaned toward Jessica, taking one nipple into my wet warm mouth. I reveled in the texture of it as my tongue swirled and licked at it. 

I began to suck gently, drawing it deeper into my mouth. Jessica's breathing took a distinct turn, changing to short gasps of pleasure as she rode her sissy and my mouth continued to work on her nipple. 

By now, the whole room had a scent of overheated woman, that musky aroma that can be mistaken for nothing else. I doubled my efforts on her nipple as she began to increase the pace of her posting on the sissy clit. 

A low moan began to emanate from her mouth, growing in pitch and volume as her first climax approached. Her sissy must have sensed this too, because her hips began to buck and writhe, driving his clitty deep into his lady. This went on for only a few more seconds before Jessica threw her head back and began to wail her pleasure. The cords on her neck were taut and distended as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her body. Her whole body shuddered and trembled, and with one last orgasmic crescendo, she screamed her pleasure. 

I watched as small "aftershocks" went through, until they too finally subsided. She maintained her position, not moving, keeping that throbbing sissy clit buried deep in her now sopping wet love tunnel. 

All this activity was also having its effect on me. My pussy was now leaking juices at a steady pace into the sissy's mouth. The feeling as his tongue lapped and licked at my nether lips was incredible. I don't know how he knew I was ready, but he trapped my clit between his lips and began to lash the head with his tongue. I responded by grabbing his head with both hands and pulling it tightly into my sopping wet mound. 

It was like nothing I'd felt before. I ground my pussy hard into her greedy sissy mouth, rubbing my clit on his face. From out of nowhere, with no warning a gigantic climax overtook me. 

I screamed my pleasure, my legs no longer able to support me, forcing my mound down on his face until my whole weight was on her sissy mouth, grinding hard against it. Still she continued to lap and lick at me, impelling me to climax after climax, until I could take no more and rolled off her face to lie on my side.

This placed me next to Missy's waist. As I recovered, I watched as Jessica again began to move back and forth. Missy's bound balls were too big a temptation for me. I found the satin panties Jessica had used earlier and began stroking and rubbing the taut skin of his sissy sac. 

Jessica noticed this and looked down at me with a Cheshire cat grin and said, "you keep doing that, I know how much Missy likes it. I'm going to use my vaginal muscles to try and milk her clitty."

Missy began to writhe and squirm, a low moan escaping her sissy lips, so I knew Jessica was working on his clit with her pussy muscles. All this teasing was having a wonderful effect on our sissy pet. She was so excited, I knew if we took the rings off she would climax in just seconds. 

Every time I so much as touched her sac with the satiny panties, her hips would buck, driving her clitty deeper into Jessica's greedy pussy. The effects of these thrusts were not lost on Jessica as her breathing once again began to change. As her climax grew closer, she began to breathe in quick, short gasps. 

It took only a moment and once again she climaxed. From my vantage point, I could see her juices running out and down over Missy's balls. I used the satin panties to catch those sweet oils, knowing just what I was going to do with them.

Satiated for the moment, Jessica lifted herself from Missy's still rock hard clitty. Looking at me she said, "do you think our sissy has earned a climax?"

"I suppose we should," I replied. "I've heard you can damage your sissy unless you allow a climax after a prolonged period of teasing. I think if we take the rings off and give her a nice relaxing panty handjob, that would be a fitting reward for her performance today."

"I agree," she replied. "Let's let his clitty and balls free from the o-rings and then see if she has any interest in cumming." I giggled at her sarcasm as I began removing the rings from Missy's sissy clit and balls. We also used this time to release Missy from the cuffs holding him to the bed.

"Would you like the honor, or may I be the one to make her cum?", she asked.

"By all means, she is your sissy, so you should have the pleasure if that is what you'd like," I replied.

"Hand me those satin panties again," she asked.

I handed them over and watched as she began to drag them back and forth over Missy's clitty and balls. Missy was now moaning and gasping as the panties and Jessica worked their magic on him. Jessica moved between his spread thighs and wrapped the panties around his shaft, leaving the excess fabric draped over his sissy balls. She then dipped her mouth to his clit and began licking around the head, while stroking his shaft with the panties. 

Using her free hand, she cradled his cum heavy balls as she took the head of his clit into her mouth. It took only a few seconds and he was moaning, his hips bucking, legs trembling as cum began to leak from Jessica's lips down his shaft and into the panties. 

His hips were thrusting up as she removed her lips from his clit and began to jack him off with the panties. Spurt after spurt of sissy cum erupted from his clit, with Jessica catching it all in the panties. 

When he finally stopped, she moved to his face and grasping his head with both hands said, "I have a treat for you sissy!" She then kissed him, thrusting her cum coated tongue deep into his mouth. 

The look on Missy's face was just precious, one of complete surprise as she took her first taste of cum. Jessica held her mouth on his until he had swallowed a couple of times, ensuring all the cum was cleaned from her mouth.

Sitting up once again, she commanded, "Open your mouth sissy, I have more for you." He hesitated for just a moment. Jessica reached down and pinched his nose shut, forcing him to breathe through his mouth. The instant he did so, she stuffed the cum soaked satin panties into his mouth. "There sissy, you may clean my panties," she giggled. 

Missy made no effort to expel the panties from her mouth, even though her hands were now free. I took this as a good sign, one that indicated she was well on her way to becoming a submissive and obedient sissy slave.

"She really makes a wonderful maid," I said. "I think we should invite a few of our closest lady friends over for a small party. Now that we have a full time maid, we can entertain properly."

...to be continued