Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2006 21:51:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: A new Life for Timothy chapter 11.  transgender authoritarian

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on a great part of my life as a
submissive Sissy-boy. All names or places are of no living person
connected to my life. If you don't like male on male sexual activities
or under 18yr old. Please leave. But if choose to read on I hope you
enjoy it. Any comments to Matthew at Yes I would really love to hear from
you.
I am sorry for taking so long in getting this written. But earning a
living is something I have to do also, unfortunately. Matthew.
A new life for Timothy.
Chapter 11
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For the rest of the day I couldn't help myself. But I just had to return
to the Discipline Room to again, trying out the new cage. In a way I felt
like a kid with a new toy. At least now I would have a bit more room, if
I had to spend the night in it. When Master arrived home, he went
straight down to inspect the replacement while I made him his cup of tea.
Nothing more was said about it tell I'd served up his meal. Then I was
sent off to undress and return wearing just my collar, unpadded bra and
chastity belt. On my return, I had to stand facing the far wall, with
hands behind my neck bending forward. But was not to touch the wall, if I
knew what was good for me. I knew what he meant by that remark. So made
sure I was far enough back not to even let a hair touch it. Fortunately
it wasn't long before Master had finished his main meal, then summoned
me to crawl over and kneel before him. I knelt there on all fours,
looking towards the floor like the tamed puppy I was becoming. Not a word
was said, then without warning Masters foot just pushed me over onto my
side. I couldn't help but look up to him. His hand then went under my
collar pulling me up to face him. I could feel his breathing, as I was
just held inches from his face. I didn't know why or what was to happen
to me. But I'm only a slave, so it didn't matter.
Trying not to open his mouth, Master got across to me, to open my mouth
and wide, which I did. Then it came a mouthful of saliva was spat out
into my mouth, over my face. My face felt like it was completely covered
in it. Then to finish of one final thick wad was shot straight into my
still opened mouth. Before I was let fall back to the floor where I
belong. Master warned not to swallow, but just swill it around coating my
whole mouth with his tasty juices.
"Now start crawling you unless bit of shit," as I was directed by Masters
foot out down towards the discipline Room. All the time still washing the
saliva around and making sure I didn't swallow any. By the time we had
arrived my mouth was quite full, as some of my own had mixed with
Masters. It was now I had to open up showing I was still savouring
Masters delicacy.
"Good bitch, now swallow it all down, and what do you say to your
Master?"
After taking it all slowly down, I thanked Master for the great honour of
being given his tasty nectar to savour.
As I knelt with head still lowered, I was informed about not wanted to be
locked in the cage this morning. I tried to tell Master that I hadn't
done my chores by then. Of course that doesn't mean a thing, if I'm to
be locked up, I have no rights to question or even Speak! To a superior
being. "Don't you understand what you are?" Master asked in a very firm
tone.
"Yes I do Master, I'm only a worthless slave. I do know I have no
rights, but I was just thinking of doing my chores." I said without
lifting my head.
"Get up and bend over that stool," as he pointed towards it sitting under
the St Andrews cross.
I was then placed over it in the position Master wanted. Arms stretched
out so I was just holding the stool, head bent right down till it was
almost touching the stool, legs straight and about 2feet apart. As I
stayed like this waiting, my muscles began aching as I haven't been in
this position before. Also thinking of what I was about to get, made me a
little nervous.
All of a sudden in front of my bent down face came this long dark brown
leather covered thing with a tassel on the end.
"Do you know what this is," as it was wiggled in my face.
"No Master," I couldn't think what it could be, maybe, cause I was
thinking mainly of the strap.
"Well you'll know in future, it's a nice riding crop. Good for keeping
horses and slaves in line."
Without any further ado, I began to feel it's stinging effect on my tort
backside. Firm painful blows landed without mercy, tears were dropping
from my eyes. I kept biting on my lower lip, as I tried to suppress any
scream. But the burning agonizing blows got to much, as I succumb,
falling to the floor crying like a baby. Master just stood over me,
looking at me, without saying a word.
Once the tears subsided, I lay on my stomach while Master applied some
cooling cream over the whole area. But I think with the burning heat it
would of just run off again.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Yes, thank you Master for punishing me." I knew to say, as well as
kissing his feet.
"Now crawl over there and get yourself into that cage."
Without a word I crawled over and straight in, waiting to hear Master
close and padlock the door. As I looked at him through watery eyes. All
he said was, "you look just like an animal at the Zoo. Now give me your
wrist."
I knelt putting my hands to the bars, were Master secured the end of a
chain around each and through the bars. "Now you won't be able to move
anywhere, will you, just stay there till I come back sometime."
With that I was left, but not scarred like the first time I got left in
the old cage. As I lay trying the best I could to get comfortable without
adding more agony to my backside. I noticed discomfort come from under
the chastity belt. Yes my clit was trying to force its way up against its
confines. I tried squatting up, squeezing my legs together hoping that
would force it down, it didn't. I lay the best I could on my stomach,
but not wanting to rub over it. Just with the hope the pressure would
send it down again.
I was saved, as Master returned carrying my two bowls. After releasing my
wrist and opening the door, I thought I was going to be let out. But No!
I was just pushed back in, told to stay. Then a bowl with all Masters
leftovers, plus some jelly-meat was put in for me. Followed by a bowl of
watered down milk. The door was again locked, but wrist restrains didn't
go on this time. "Now eat it all up, I'll leave the light on so you can
see all that lovely food." With that Master left, leaving only the small
dim light at the stairway on. I could just make out that there was
something in the bowls, as I got down to lick it out. Once I'd finished
and was just swatting the best I could. I began to feel the pressure
building up in my bladder, Oh No! That is all I need now. I couldn't
call for Master, he wouldn't of heard me anyway. It got so bad and I was
so cramped up, there was nothing else I could do but let it flow. I tried
putting my bowls under me, so not have it all over the tray I was sitting
on. Yes I did get most of it in the two bowls, which pleased me no end.
Sometime later Master returned to release me from my cage. I looked at
him in fear because of the mess I'd made. But all he said was, "you've
got more cleaning to do in the morning now." The cage was unlocked, once
I crawled out I had to wipe the piss from my feet before being sent up to
the bathroom. After having the chastity belt removed. I had to wash
myself all over while Master watched me doing it. Then it was getting
Master ready for bed before I got nappied up ready for bed. But before I
could go to bed, it was back to clean the dishes from Masters dinner. I
felt strangely a little vulnerable, being down in the kitchen by myself
cleaning up just wearing my bulky nappies, plastic panties and my collar.
With that all done, I reported back to Master then was taken to the room
I slept in. [I'm not allowed to call it my room anymore, as I have
nothing] I was told to kiss Prince goodnight, but wasn't allowed to have
him in bed with me. Once I'd been restrained in bed, I said to Master, I
didn't have my nighty on. Well
that just brought a few hard back handers to my face. As I was asked, who
gave me the rights to decide if I wear anything to bed or not. I knew to
say "No body Master," as he pulled my head right up to spit in my face.
Then letting go so I could fall back. Without another word Master just
walked out turning the hallway light of as he entered his room.
Even though a lot had been done in this week, it didn't seem long till
Friday night came and Sir arrived back. This time I was dressed only in
my pretty baby blue satin bra, covering my lovely new silicon breasts.
Matching panties, that were trimmed around each leg with a good inch wide
lace. Fortunately they hid that nasty chastity belt I still wore. Atop
these I wore my lovely white chiffon pinafore with ruffled edging all
around. Embroider boldly in red on the bib part were the words `I"M A
SISSYBOY' My hair was pulled back and tied with a red satin ribbon into
a large bow. I could feel the ends of the ribbon as they hung gently but
long, caressing softly over my bare back as I moved. My feet stayed bare
and shoeless, except for a wide red satin and lace garter I wore on the
left leg just above the knee.
Once Sir had arrived, Master and he greeted each other in the normal
passionate way. Before I was summoned to serve their meal. As they ate
their meal, I had to kneel beside Master like his little puppy dog. Every
so often he or Sir would offer me a little morsel off their fingers. Even
before taking it, I had to thank them for feeding me. I wasn't allowed
to kneel up, just stay as I was, open my mouth to let whatever the
offering is fall in. If the dropping missed the target falling to the
floor. I had to get down licking it up. Much to their amusement and my
embarrassment, listening to their laughing as I licked over the floor.
Remarks like, how good it is to have an animal to keep the floor clean.
Master told Sir how I like using my tongue on many dirty places. You can
give it your dirty undies to lick before it washes them in the morning.
On hearing that, I then realized why he had such a full bag this time.
I'm going to have his washing also to do.
After I'd done all my cleaning up, I went to return to the lounge. Only
to find the door closed, knowing it would be a punishable offence if I
were to just opened and walk in. So I knocked and waited, till I was
invited in. But no! There was no response, decided not to push my luck by
knocking again, so just waited, wondering what they were doing. I could
hear laughter, but unable to hear what they were saying before a bit more
laughing. Then I heard Master ask firmly, "What do you want out there
Pansy."
"Would it be alright if I came in to be next to you, Please Master."
"Yes, get your Sissy arse in here,"
Closing the door behind me, I went to walk with head lowed towards
Master. But was quickly asked, "Where do you think your going? Get back
and face the door till I say what you can do, you little sissy."
I stood facing the door with hands clinched behind my neck.
My Masters were sitting on the sofa, leaning lovingly against one
another, arms resting tenderly over each others shoulder. As they read
from a couple of the novels I used to have. After a while I was summoned
to them, I knelt as normal beside Masters feet, head still lowered. Next
thing I was being questioned about reading those novels. Did I wank
myself off while reading them. Did I want to be a woman's little sissy
whore, keeping her filthy fanny clean. Having her use a rubber cock up my
sissy pussy. The questions kept coming, as they browsed through the
pages. I answered them all truthfully. Yes I did wank off as I read them,
they would get me so aroused, that I couldn't stop doing it. I made a
point of saying No! I never wanted to be with a woman doing anything with
her. All I ever thought of, was to be with another man. That also made
them laugh, as I was asked who the other man was. I realized what they
were meaning and just hung my head again, softly saying I was thinking of
me, Masters. Just as quickly I got told, "get an idea of you being a man
right out of that girly head of your."
"Yes I know I'm not now Master," I said quietly.
"Good, now we have that clear." With that I was pushed towards Sir, told
to stand and take off my panties to show him my new chastity belt. I
stood before Sir removing my panties for his inspection. But first I had
to hold up my pinafore between my forefingers and thumbs. Just doing it
made me think of some drawings I'd seen, and think I must be looking
like them. A real Sissy holding up its dainty clothes, on show for its
Masters pleasure. His warm hands caressing all over my thighs, the front
of the leather and steel tube encasement. Surprisingly I could feel the
warmth of his firm hand as it stroked over my imprisoned clit. His
touching soon had be begging to have my clit released from its restraint.
The outburst only brought a few painfully stinging blows across the back
of my legs. Plus a tugging of the belt-strap adding to my discomfort. As
Sir pulled me around to inspected my new branding.
"Now Bitch, show us how a Pansy can use its tongue to make a man happy."
Sir said as he ran his hand along what looked like a full blown erection.
I didn't need a second telling, as I dropped to my knees. My face fell
right at the spot where his hand had just been caressing. I could feel
the heat of his throbbing penis as I began Kissing all around. Like a
hungry puppy looking for the food of life from its mother. In a sensual
voice I got told to undo his zipper and remove his trousers. In no time
my mouth was back licking, kissing, sucking all over his underpants. The
strong sweaty musky aroma that had built up down there over the days
wearing. Quickly brought an uncomfortable arousal to me, as I fought
against being enclosed in my chastity belt. I knew not to say anything,
so just tried the best I could to concentrate on the task before me.
Following orders I licked and sucked all over his undies. Quickly I was
able to taste his stale sweat and urine, plus feel his twitching erection
still encased.
Using only my mouth, I had to remove his underpants, which was a job in
its self. Now it was lick and suck over the inside of them. My mouth was
guided like a lazar beam to a brown streak I noticed on the underside. To
lick then suck at it, getting the full taste of Sirs sweat from his arse
was in itself intoxicating. Watching my performance gave great amazement
to my Masters. "Yes it has become a real turd lover." I heard Master say
and I couldn't disagree. Satisfied with my effort so far. I now had to
strip down my Masters trousers and undies, in the same manner.
As they sat there almost as one, arms around each other, kissing, talking
softly to one another. I had to work my tongue, my warm moist mouth from
one to the other. Hoping to show how I love being their sissy-slave, by
giving each the best blow job I could. Licking my way down each shaft,
suck over their ball sacks, before slowly working back up. In hunger I'd
open my mouth as wide as I could. Taking the whole throbbing rod deep
into my mouth, down till I could feel it pushing in my throat. At the
same time fonder their balls gently, lovingly in my hand. Then working my
way under to caress their arse slit, to feel the movement of their cheeks
as I played my fingers under there. Hearing their soft moans of pleasure
at the same time gave me pleasure also. Noticing them kissing and fondle
each other made me want to work harder for their pleasure. My Masters
pleasure. Slowly letting the shaft out till just the swollen gland head
remained. Letting me then work my eager tongue under each foreskin, to
savour the hidden juices they still held. Again my mouth would swallow
that ridged pulsating rod of steel deep into my waiting throat. Hearing
each of them moaning, jerking their bodies together as I sucked. The
moaning and the words that also came from them. I knew they weren't far
from giving me my reward, as I went from one to the other. My mouth had
just engulfed Sir's throbbing penis, when he pulled me by my hair.
Holding me down, over his penis, he shot his man juice straight down my
open and waiting throat. I sucked as hard as I could wanting to get all I
could from him. At the same time Master took his cum fulled penis.
Stroking it a few times only, before he jettisoned his load of hot cum
juice at my face, landing also over Sir's stomach. Waiting for me to
lick off, which I was only to pleased to do. I then felt completely
satisfied, being filled with both my Masters tasty cum juice at the same
time.
After they had rested a little and I had licked them both clean. Master
put his hand out to me, inviting me to sit up between them. I really felt
this to be a great honour as I sat there. They told me what a good job
I'd done with my mouth. Tears of happiness came to my eyes as they both
kissed me on the cheek. I could only say, "Thank you Masters, but it also
gave me a lot of pleasure having you both in my mouth. Then feeding me
your tasty cum juice." With that Sir just ruffled my hair before starting
to play with my new breast. Squeezing them through my bra, then putting
his hand inside. Feeling them and remarked how they stayed put. Before
coming out with the remark of. Everyone will know you're a real Pansy
now when you go out. I just hung my head, saying "Yes Sir." Well I guess
thinking of what Sir had just said, took my mind away from another
erection trying to fight its way against its enclosure.
A short time later Sir took me up to get ready for bed. Once he'd
removed the belt I had to wipe myself clean with these baby wipers he'd
brought down. Then to my greater surprise, as I lay over the nappy. Sir
took a large can of `Baby Powder' and sprinkled it all over my genital
area. I just looked at him not knowing what to say or even think. As he
looked at me, he said with a big smile on his face. "You wear nappies to
bed like a baby. So now you'll be treated like a baby." I knew not to
answer back as to why I have to wear them. He knows and I didn't want a
whipping right now for saying anything. Once I'd been pinned up and I'd
put my nighty on Master arrived in carrying a `Babies Bottle' full of
warm milk. Again I just looked, at the same time felt tears running down
my cheeks.
"Please Master I'm not a baby, Please No!" I said in a begging voice.
"Get up on that bed Now!!" Master said in a no nonsense tone.
I lay there and had the rubber teat of the bottle pushed between my lips.
"Now hold it yourself and drink it all, do you understand?" Master said
looking straight into my eyes. I nodded as I took hold of the bottle.
"Look at yourself, you still have a teddy bear, you wanted to have a doll
to play with. Didn't you and only baby girls want to play with dolls. So
that's what our slave must be."
I just lay there looking at Master as he spoke. Drinking as fast as I
could, to get rid of this bottle and be tied in for the night. I noticed
Sir standing with a smile over his face, holding Prince at the side of
the bed. Getting to the end of the milk was becoming more of a chore in
its self. After doing all that sucking and licking, all the muscles
seemed to tier, my tongue also felt sore now. Finally the bottle empted
and Master took it saying what a good baby I am. Then he removed my
collar and tied my wrists back in there chains for the night.
As I lay there waiting to drift of into a peaceful sleep. I suddenly
realized, after drinking all that milk and hadn't been to the toilet for
some time. What is going to happen, Oh no, I just hope I can hold on till
I'm released. Well as you can imagine it didn't happen that way.
Sometime in the night I woke, in desperate need to urinate, I had no
option but to just let it all flow out. It was a good feeling as it
trickled out filling the nappy with warm urine. Completely soaking the
whole nappy to its max and more. Thankfully the plastics kept my nighty
and bed dry. I wished I could only touch it, to feel that wet warmth in
my hands. The thrill of that quickly disappeared, once that warm liquid
cooled off and became cold smelly piss I was left to lie in for the
duration of the night. Hence it seemed to take forever before I once
again drifted of to sleep.
In the morning it gave my Masters great pleasure to see me in such a wet
state. That they made me stay in the nappy till I again emptied my
bladder. Fortunately that wasn't to long in happening. But to have to
lift my nighty so they could watch me filling it even more, was another
embarrassing thing. Seeing how full the nappy was and the trouble I was
having keeping it up. The plastic panties also could hold no more, as
urine started seeping out to run down my legs. I was sent of to the
bathroom to just sit in the bath and wait till they came to bath. It
seemed forever before they arrived up. As I sat there in a cold wet nappy
and in a hard cold uncomfortable bath. But I believe it was only half an
hour I sat there. Lord know what an hour would of felt like, I dread to
think.
My washing load for today was more than doubled. As Sir had brought all
his washing down for me to do also. What fun I had washing all his undies
by hand. Able to smell all that stale male sweat that had developed down
there. Looking for telltale signs of any cum, which I didn't find. Oh
well. I was very lucky at one stage. I'd just had one of Sir's shirts
over my face kissing and smelling under the armpits. Savouring the
mixture of deodorant and body odour that had build up. No sooner had I
put it in the tub to start washing when Master entered to check up on me.
I must of had a guilty look about me. As he said, "If I catch you doing
anything you shouldn't. You'll finish up sitting in that tub for the
rest of the day. Do I make myself clear?" I was very careful from then
on. At least I had the pleasure of washing everything with my hands.
After dinner that night my Masters got dressed up to go out. There was no
such outing for me. As I was lead of to the `Training Room' where I had
to strip completely. Even had that dreaded chastity belt removed, am I to
be punished before I'm taken out, I thought. But no! Folded and waiting
on that padded table, was one Nappy, with its pins, plus the can of baby
powder. Naked and waiting, I was just ordered to get up on the table.
Realizing the nappy wasn't there just so I didn't feel the cold of the
table. I lay over it as though I'm to have it pinned on. That brought
great amusement and laughter. Oh! look it knows what to do, just like any
little baby would. They made cooing and other baby talk over me, as I lay
there. My face I could tell had gone deep red with the embarrassment of
it all. I tried looking away from them or close my eyes. Only to have
them direct my face back or slapped over the leg and told to open my
eyes. There was no escape from there baby humiliation of me. To add
insult to injury, Master started sprinkling my groin area with the
powder. No sooner had it touched my nakedness, than I began to feel a
stirring between my legs. The cool gentle touch, along with its
distinctive baby smell of the powder. Had me now displaying a full blown
erection, standing proud for all to see. And that they did, both
touching, playing with it, giving it light strokes. Just the feel of
their hands gently stroking over my powdered clit was getting me on edge.
My clit started twisting, I didn't know where to look, I could feel an
increase in my heart beat and breathing became deeper. Just the hearing
of them saying how baby is loving being powdered and nappied now. Sir
asked "Would baby like its bottle." I closed my eyes and shook my head
No! All of a sudden he said to Master, "Oh Look! little sissy's
dripping." yes pre cum was starting to seep from its slit. Causing Master
to show signs of disgust at seeing the seepage.
"You dirty little Bitch." followed my another few firm slaps right
between the thighs.
Satisfied with getting me so aroused and still displaying a full standing
erection. The nappy was pulled between my legs, the sides wrapped around
and pinned tightly in place. Leaving a disappointed hot clit stranded and
rather uncomfortable. Not even able to tuck it between my legs. Now
secured to Masters liking, I got pushed from the table. Made stand with
hands behind my neck, feet parted about a foot. Then a warning not to
move a muscle or the cane would go across the back of my legs. I watched
as they took a roll of cling film. Then start wrapping it firmly around
my stomach. Working their way down over the nappy, between my legs, down
each leg to just above the knee. Back up then down the other leg till I
was, I thought totally enclosed. But no! Not for my Masters, as around
each leg went some tape. Making sure it didn't move, that same procedure
was followed above the stomach. Even in this short space of time I would
feel the heat and perspiration build in my encasement. But they weren't
finished with me yet. As another roll of film came out, over the first it
went, in a cris crossing fashion. Making sure the first didn't separate,
I was told. Their handy work now complete, I could hardly move. As I was
helped out from the table, I felt like one of those robots where the
whole body moves as one piece. I could even feel the sweat building up
under there, even more. I told Master how it was feeling, only to be told
"You'll get used to it soon." After a final inspection I had to have
help to kneel, then make my way crawling and into the cage. I could
hardly bend my body, so the crawling became more of a dragging over to
the cage. At the cage door I stopped looking up to Master. Thinking
that's where I'm to go, but hoping it wasn't. But yes it was, after
removing the collar from around my neck. There was only one order given,
"Get in there." Slowly I pulled myself in, then heard the door being
locked behind me. At least there was a bowl with some mushed up food in
it, plus some milk in the other. Seeing them both full I was wondering
then, how long will I be in here.
"We are going out for a while to meet some friends, should be back in a
couple of hours, or so. So don't you go anywhere now." Master said, as
they both laughed at that. Yes, where could I go being locked in like
this. With that they left me and thankfully leaving a dull light glowing,
once my eyes got used to it I could see things around me. It also came
useful as I tried moving my body hoping to loosen the film wrap. I guess
working at that, kept my mind away from being bound and all alone. It
didn't take long, with the help of sweat that had built up under the
wrapping. I could now move with greater ease. Even in the confines of the
cage, I could crawl a little on all fours. Bend right down to eat from my
bowl, lick up milk from the other. Thankfully Master had got this larger
cage, or I would of been unable to move a muscle. With nothing else to do
or think about. I began to wonder how Cats, Dogs and other animals for
that matter, can lick up anything with such ease. Using only there
tongue. [OK! I know now. But remember at that stage of my young life,
there were many things I didn't know. But I learnt fast. At least I was
very happy.] With my eyes accustomed to the little light I had. I found
myself looking around at all the equipment hanging on the walls, from the
ceiling, thinking of what is in the draws and cupboards. Wondering if or
when its all going to be used on me. Just thinking of what some of the
equipment could do, sent shivers of excitement through my body.
God No!!! looking at all this equipment was beginning to have an effect
between my legs. Fortunately I could now manoeuver my sissy clit into a
more comfortable position. It did feel great to be able to rest my hand
over it, even let it slid up n down a few times. Before going to far I
knew to stop, as I didn't want Master to lose trust in me. That he could
leave me free and know I wouldn't just cream myself. So made myself as
comfortable as possible, then tried to sleep. I must of drifted off to
sleep. As the next thing I woke with that urge to have a piss. I tried to
just let it flow, somehow it wouldn't come. Getting settled into a
swatting, kneeling position, then it began to flow. In no time my nappy
was saturated. The whole area of my body sealed this wrap was now a
vessel to contain and hold my urine. The feeling was quite strange, as I
moved the liquid around me would flop to the lowest point. That kept me
amused for some time, having my piss concealed like this. Fortunately the
smell was also kept enclosed, not like just a nappy and plastics.
As I went back to sleep, it didn't seem long before I got woken again
with the arrival home of my Masters. The main light came on brightly,
taking me awhile to become accustom to it. My wet predicament was soon
noticed, much to there amusement. I knelt listening to their sarcastic
remarks about their sissy baby. Not knowing whether to look at them or
keep looking at the floor. I took the latter, till Master kicked the cage
ordering me to look at him. In doing so I noticed his limp cock hanging
free. I soon realized what that meant, Yes! I was right. Being told to
open my mouth for a drink. Putting my face close to the bars opening my
mouth not wanting to lose a drop of Masters fluid. It then came at me in
a rush, god he must of been holding on for awhile to give me all this. I
also noticed how much stronger it tasted than other times. Guess what
he'd been drinking did that. With the force of his flow, it became
impossible to swallow it all. Hence a lot ran down my body to mix with
Sir's in the tray of the cage. Yes, while Master was filling my inside,
Sir released his hot load of piss over my body. Enforcing upon me that
I'm nothing but their urinal. Adding to this humiliation, I now had to
get down and lie in it. With my body even my hair now completely awash in
their strong smelling urine. I heard the cage door being unlocked, then
with a prod of a cane, I was told to get out. At least it was now easier
to turn to get out, than it was getting in there a few hours earlier. A
rag was chucked at me to wipe my feet dry, then an old sheet came the
same way. "Wrap that around yourself, then get up to the bathroom." I did
and was so pleased to be in the bathroom waiting for Master to arrive and
cut me out of this wrapping.
That shower felt so good, even though it was just lukewarm. Soaping up
getting rid of all that urine smell. I now felt like a new person [for
want of a better word for even a slave] clean and fresh again smelling of
soap not stale urine. Even having baby powder sprinkled on, then back
into nappies and plastics felt wonderful. I didn't mind having them
stand over me even as I had to have another bottle. As Sir said "All
babies must have there milk at bedtime."
After spending Sunday morning doing the cleaning, ironing Sirs now clean
clothes. While wearing just that chastity belt, collar, bra and a white
satin bow in my hair. I was sent to get dressed. Lying on the bed for me
was, a pretty silver satin bra, matching petticoat, stay up tan
stockings. I noticed there were no panties to wear. Only two lovely light
blue satin n lace garters to be worn over my stockings. Once I'd
finished doing my make up. I let this beautiful fine nylon teal dress,
with long puff sleeves and a low neckline cascade gently down over my
petticoated body. My soft hands caressing tenderly over this now
feminized body. You could see the lace trim of my padded bra, just
showing out from the neckline, which I liked. The feeling was so sensual
as I stood in front of the full size mirror. Turning this way and that,
looking, touching and thinking how happy I am with what I see before me.
Once I had finished admiring this `Girl' in the mirror. I new to
returned to my Masters before great discomfort took control under my
belt.
On entering the sitting room, Master straight away sent me off to fetch
the boxes containing the clothes I used to own. I now had to stand in
front of them as they looked every item over. Deciding what should be
done with each, then put in little piles. At least they were keeping the
ties between them. Hearing Sir say, all the boxer shorts, vests and socks
could be given to the Street kids. That made me quite sad, as I really
liked my satin boxers. Now to think some Street kid could be out there
selling himself, wearing what I bought, upset me some. With a few of the
shirts going to an OP shop wasn't quite so bad. Unfortunately for me,
the look on my face was noticed. In turn brought a time face down over
the arm of the sofa. As I lay waiting Masters return with whatever he was
going to use on me. Sir kept telling me what a selfish sissy bitch I was,
for not waiting some other kid to wear what I had worn. That I deserve
all that I'm about to get. I should realize by now that a slave has
nothing. I should be thankful that my body isn't offered to the kids to
use. I knew not to say a word, just listen or the punishment could be
more painful.
Master returned carrying the riding crop I had felt earlier in the week,
plus some rope. Oh God! I knew what that meant without being told. The
skirt of the dress and petticoat were pulled way up to the bra strap,
exposing my bear arse. One arm got pulled behind my back, then the other
around to meet it. Using the rope they were then tied together right up
that I could feel the skirt and petticoat just under them at the bra. I
was then manhandled up so my arse was at it's highest point. Don't know
if it was just good luck or what, but the chastity belt stayed just under
the arm. So I wasn't going to be lying on that thing. Next my ankles
were tied firmly together before being secured to the legs of the sofa.
Now unable to move and feeling quite uncomfortable, I now lay at my
Masters mercy. I tried looking to the side, only to be asked "What are
you looking at you ungrateful bit of shit!" As Sir just pushed my face
straight down into the cushion of the sofa. I waited, then started to
whimper in nervous anticipation of what was going to happen. I could feel
perspiration trickling under my arms, between my legs as I lay helpless,
waiting. It seemed forever before I felt Masters fingers parting the
cheeks of my arse.
"This is what a virgin pussy looks like," showing my hole to Sir, before
they both spat over it. I could feel the wetness sitting there as the
cheeks were let close again.

With my mind on what had just been done. I didn't notice or more to the
point, sense Master take up the riding crop. Till the first painful,
stinging, burning blow landed. Make it's first of many assaults on my
arse, my upper legs. My moans, screams, brought no letup. I fought back
the tears, that I didn't cry, even though my eyes were watery. I tried
to beg forgiveness, only to finish up having Master push his hanky firmly
into my grasping mouth. A couple more strokes across my legs brought an
end, as master untied my legs, then wrists were released, I could only
lie there unable to move myself. But with a little help from my Masters,
I finished up lying on the floor, recovering. Only to be told, one night
I'll be taken out, so I can give the undies away. Plus explain to them
that I only wear girls underwear now. Just hearing what I have to do,
made me think how humiliating it is going to be. Telling a Street kid
prostitute, that I'm a Sissy who wears only girls pretty underwear.
Knowing Master, I'll also be wearing make up.
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Chapter 12 hopefully will be SOOONNNNN!!!!!!