Date: Sun, 24 Jun 2007 00:21:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Matthew O'Shea <femboynz@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Life for Timothy 17

Date 24 June 2007
Matthew O'Shea femboynz@yahoo.com
A New Life for Timothy.
Chapter 17.

The Continuation of Chapter 16.
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Master returned with a lovely cooked meal, not a word said about these
papers or correspondence school. It was mainly about David's visit and
if he's coming on the weekend.
"You really like him don't you," Master asked.
"Yes I do, away from your friends, he's the only one to of had any time
for me. After all those years to know it was me in hospital, so visited."
Yes I did feel honoured because of it and the way he never wanted to
judge me or anything.


Later when it was time for bed, Master helped me undress, like taking of
the stocking, my panties, undoing one bra. Make up also removed, nighty
put on then helped into bed. A couple of pillows went under my head as he
said, I'm to show him that I haven't forgotten how to suck his cock.
Then he helped me to the side of the bed, standing there pointing to his
belt.
Oh God, after I'd undone Masters trousers, they fell to the floor, he
stepped out of them. His eyes were on me as he slowly, teasingly lowered
those little things inch by inch. I couldn't take my eyes away from him,
seeing something big is about to be shown, to stand proudly before me.
Given to me to worship the way I've wanted for so long. Those undies now
removed, Master picked them from the floor only to drop them over my
wantoned begging mouth. Without permission I just took a firm hold of
them, to begin licking, kissing all over his still warm underpants.
Smelling, tasting that strong stale urine mixed with his daylong body
sweat. Which in it's self was beginning to blow my mind, just thinking
of what's to come. Master suddenly pulled them away, knowing I would of
licked and eaten those undies for the rest of the night, if I had my way.
But he had something of greater importance standing rigged above me to be
taken care of.


Helping me lie comfortable back in the centra of the bed, resting my head
on the pillows again. I couldn't take my eyes away from him, watching as
he slowly knelt a leg either side of my chest. Lowering himself, holding
the headboard behind me. Leaning forward till his hot manhood hovered
tantalisingly over my mouth, at times touching the tip of my nose.
Putting out my tongue, raising my head the best I could eager to just
touch it. While he played with me, teasing me. All the time asking how
much I wanted it, well what would you say if a hot throbbing penis sat
right at your drooling mouth? Yes I begged Master to give it to me, to
suck all his lovely sperm juice from him. His eyes on me the whole time
watching my begging, my wet mouth open waiting. Then the tip touched my
lips, pulling quickly away again as he laughed at my keenness to be fed
from him. Down he went again, this time all the way in ready, wanting to
be suck dry of all the spunk he could give. Quickly my hands went behind
his butt, holding him in a tight grip. Not wanting any pullout as my
mouth worked hungrily, sucking, my tongue licking at the same time.
Raising my head as I wanted to take him as deep down my sissy throat as
possible.


I could feel the jerking, the throbbing, the swelling of that beautiful
penis, as Master now began fucking my mouth with steady deep strokes. I
was to keen to keep hold of Master that I didn't get a chance to go near
his heavy, tightening ball sac. Just holding his butt cheeks, the heat,
the sweat of them, the long soft moans I hear. I knew he wasn't far from
giving his load up to me. Pulling out, then the tip went just into my
mouth, right where I could suck frantically on one hot thick purple
gland-head. Letting go of his butt with one hand to play it on his balls.
I could feel movement between my lips, then to also hear him calling out.
"Suck it all you cock hungry pansy!!" UUUmmmmmm OHHH!!!! YEESSSSS!!!!!!
he went my mouth filling up quickly, trying to swallow as fast as I can,
not wanting to lose one small droplet of my Masters precious sperm.
Completely spent of his all, Master just collapsed over me, his cock
still sitting slowly deflating in my mouth. I tried to hold as much in my
mouth as possible, not wanting to lose any, while I still tried sucking
that last trickle of sperm from him.


Spent, deflated and exhausted Masters cock flopped out as he now fell to
my side. Looking at me, he asked me to open my mouth. I did, still
sitting in there was some of his tasty offering. As I swirled it around
coating my whole mouth, so delaying any chance of losing that delicious
taste over night.
"You sure haven't lost the art of sucking cock, have you Sissy," Master
said stroking the side of my face in a loving way. I just looked at him
with a smile saying, "That was so beautiful, thank you Master." Once
recuperated Master rolled of the bed, covered me up again, then picked
his trouser and undies from the floor. Noticing the way I looked at his
undies, they were waved teasingly over my face. I quickly put my hand out
to grab at them, just as quickly they swung away. "What do you want,"
Master asked. Sheepishly I asked if I could keep them warm with me
tonight. They were offered on two condition that I didn't cream myself
or they weren't eaten. That I promised sincerely I wouldn't do either.
With that he let them fall right over my face. Like a vulture I grasped
at them, under the covers they quickly went.


Next morning, with a big smile on my face. I was able to present one pair
of undies that hadn't been eaten, but were a little damp or should I
say, quite damp. Also that someone hadn't done any creaming of their
clit over night. "What if I wanted to wear them again today," Master
asked grinning at me.
"Well at least I can tell you they are nice `n' clean now," I informed
him still with a big smile.


The rest of that day went uneventful, the cleaning woman came. So I hid
myself away to study these catalogues Peter Fowler left. I never realized
there were so many different occupations that had courses to do. There
were a few that took my eye, but getting them past Master is to be
another thing, I bet. Like I would love to do a Dressmaking course, then
be able to make all my own dresses and things. Even go work with the
women that made mine. Then there is hairdressing, again I'd like to do
that, I think. Plus those courses weren't that long compared to others.
Another that took my eye was Interior Design, think that would be fun.
Going around to peoples homes, sorting out how to make there houses look
the most beautiful place on earth. A Palace ready for a Queen, Oh well, I
was getting a little carried away, I guess. There were so many computer
courses in there, like computer this, computer that, computer something
else. You know I don't even think there was the internet then, how did
free men cope? Well I hadn't even seen a computer working at that stage.
Here's me at that stage of my life didn't really know what they were
all about. I'd heard my Masters talking about them and how soon Master
will be able to have all his finance stuff on it.


With these few pages marked ready for Masters approval tonight. I sat and
read again the report about my educational qualities, unfortunately they
haven't improved over night. Still made for sad reading, at least the
World isn't going to know. So discarded that into the, not to look at
again file. Putting a blanket over the kitchen table and had ago at doing
some of Masters Ironing while sitting in my chair. Was a little awkward
doing shirts, but it was fun sitting to do it, well I enjoyed it and by
now that woman had gone. After dinner that night, I offered Master the
catalogues to view my picking for a good occupation for me. Before he
could even open them, I decided to make myself scarce, by saying I want
to use the toilet, then I'll do the dishes. Which was stupid thing to
say, because he wouldn't let me stand at the bloody sink. Master would
wash, I would sit in my chair and dry. So even the toilet was a no, no
now. Good job I didn't really want to go. I just had to sit and wait his
blessing and approval of my choses. Somehow I didn't think it was going
to workout that way. As again I kept getting a sly look from him, then he
closed them both sat back and just looked at me. Silence prevailed, I now
didn't know where to look, to the floor, at my hands, to the ceiling,
back to my hands, no they stilled the same as before, anywhere but at
Master. Then in a steady, quite voice he informed me, "You are going to
do correspondence school, for A level exams. You are going to pass it.
Then `We will' discuss a profession for you. Do you understand that?"
Then there was silence on my part, till I was told I have permission to
speak. Looking back at my hands, that hadn't chanced since the last time
I looked at them, I softly said, "Yes I do Master."
"So why on earth did you mark these," as he waved the catalogues at me.
"Come on tell me?"
"I can see you'll go mad at me again Master. But I'd like to be a
dressmaker and think I could make my own clothes." Well I didn't get a
chance to explain the others, as Master just jumped straight down my
throat. Telling me I'm not thick as I seem to think I am. With his and
`Tony's' help, yes that's the first time Sir's first name has been
used in front of me, to me. Suddenly Master also realized what he'd just
called Sir, as he stopped for a second before carrying on. I'm sure it
just slipped out in the mood he was in. "Plus Dan and Justin will help
you, they like you. You like them don't you? And I know they'll be
pleased to help. So that is all settled, Right!"
What else could I say but, "Yes thank you Master, but I don't want to be
a failure for you."
All he said to that was, stand up and get that girly butt over here. I
did and sat beside him putting my arms around him to cuddle into his warm
chest listening to a firm heart beat from a caring, loving Master.


After awhile, when not a word had been said. Still resting on his chest,
I told Master, "I know you're doing what is best for me, but it's just
that I am so scared. Then reading that report I'm frightened of being a
failure again. Like when I was at school, I was the sissy that no one
talked to."
Pushing my head out from his body, turning it to look at him, He informed
me "You're not a god damn failure, all I need and will be getting is
strict tuition from those who care about you. You're not going back to a
school to be tormented like before. Once you get into your study, you
will enjoy it, believe me. You know I still have to study, Sir still has
to study, same with Justin and Dan. We all do if we want to get anywhere
in life, and you are going to be one of them." I just nodded my head,
lent back against him, saying "I love you so much Master."


Come Friday night, I then had Sir to contend with, as he also read that
damming report. Yes you could tell he's a teacher. They all seem to have
that knack of saying "mmmm, mmmm" as they are reading your work or
listening to you making a dick of yourself in class. Anyway, looking at
me he came out saying "WE have some work to do don't we." Truer words
had never been spoken, I thought after hearing it so many times now. I
won't bore you, but I then had his plan of action spelled out to me.
Even to him drawing up a timetable for what I do when, without any
playtime in the mix. Oh well, I'm a big boy now, plus I've got no one
to play with anyway. But really, I felt so proud and honoured that they
were prepared to go throw all this trouble for me. Plus what they'd done
in the last few months, I'm feel more determent than ever now to study
hard. Even if it's just to repay their faith and trust in me.


David rang on Saturday morning to see if Sunday would be OK. To come
visit, as he's been asked to play cricket this afternoon. Master told
him that'll be fine and we're looking forward to seeing him. I was
telling Sir about his visit on Wednesday. He was quite Intrigued that
I'd told him so much about my living as a slave. I told him I didn't
care what anyone thought because I am so proud to be serving him and
Master as their slave. After lunch while Master washed my hair, then put
the shaving cream and razor to work on one leg. Plus giving me a nice
hairless genitals and crotch once again. Sir went to do some shopping,
arriving home with some stationary stuff for Pansy's coming school days.
The contents of the bag included a couple of ballpoint pens, a thick A4
pad to do my working out on, plus a pocket Oxford Dictionary. Looking at
that, then to Sir, I couldn't help myself from saying "Don't you think
I know what words mean." with a smile knowing for well why he thinks I
need it.
"Yes you may know what they mean, But can you spell them?" he replied,
smiling widely.
OK. he won, as I blushed noticeably. I felt like a little child again
about to start school with all these new goodies for me. Only things
missing were a school bag and that lunch-box that alway had the same sort
of sandwiches in it and the inevitable apple.


Come Sunday, I don't know who was more nervous about David's intended
visit Sir or myself. Yes I realized Sir must of been thinking, want would
David think when he sees one of his past teachers is Gay. Also into S&M
and is part owner of a slave. But somehow I don't think it'll bother
David. If anything you would of thought, hearing all about me being a
crossdressing sissy, living as a slave. Would of put him off a lot
sooner, than to now find out an ex teacher is Gay etc. Then my
nervousness was just because I wanted to see David again, and hopefully
again, and again. Yes I was beginning to get excided, aroused, horny all
those things just thinking about being with him. Master helped me dress,
well like fastening my bra, putting on that one and only stay-up stocking
and my yellow satin with white lace around the leg openings knickers. As
I can't wear panties now because of this PLASTER!!!! After putting on my
pale blue petticoat doing my makeup. I wore a white satin blouse and
burgundy taffeta skirt. Looking at myself this time, I looked and felt so
much more feminine than I did on Wednesday. I wanted to wear my collar,
but then decided the choker would be a lot more feminine. So that won the
toss, if there was one. I took the bold step in asking Master if he'd
brush out my hair. He did, along with the comments about being a pretty
girl for David. Yes that was top priority in my mind.


We'd hardly finished lunch when the bell rang from the front door.
Announcing the arrival of David, it was left to me to go inviting our
visitor in. Feeling and looking very feminine, the only thing is trying
to walk the same way on aluminum sticks, deflates even the most sassiest
of sissy egos. On opening the door, there stood David looking just as
divine and handsome as last Wednesday. Only this time dressed much more
casual in light tan trouser, a nice white Tee shirt under a short sleeve
patterned blue shirt hanging open and free to blow in the warm breeze.
Another lovely big hug, after closing the door this time. He whispered in
my ear, `You look beautiful' I could only return the complements
telling him how stunning he looked, but didn't like to say and smell so
sexy also. Unfortunately I couldn't hold his hand as we walked towards
the lounge to meet my Masters. But his right hand kept caressing over my
left arm till we reached the lounge doorway. I could tell David was a
little nervous about it, just by the way he looked up the hallway as he
came in. Then hung back a bit before entering the lounge.


I don't know who was the nerviest or shyest as Sir and David came face
to face. David's mouth fell almost to the floor as he looked to Sir. But
straight away Master said, I think you know each other from a different
stage in your life. Sir put his hand out to David saying the normal
things, like Good to see you again and all that stuff. David in turn
said, It's good to see you again to Sir. Well being his teacher and all,
that's what you said. Quickly Sir told him, "Oh no not that, Tony is my
name. School days are well gone haven't they." then he couldn't stop
himself from saying, "Well for some of us anyway." Looking in my
direction with a big grin. That coursed them all to laugh at my expense
and made my face go a little red. Guess it broke the ice as it gave them
something to talk about. While I had to get them drinks, only couldn't
do the delivery of them. Master also introduced himself as `Chris' to
David, as before it was only Mr Johnson, mind you it was only once I
think. Well all seemed to go great as Sir and David did a lot of talking
about those days in College and what he's doing now. You know the kind
of stuff, Ah. To my great embarrassment David got shown the results of
that test. Guess they wanted to humiliate me somehow in front of `my
friend' after reading it David also agreed, Correspondence school would
be a great help. He also got told their plans for me, about getting a job
etc. To everyone's delight the day went off wonderfully well. David
stayed for dinner then delivered Sir to the station for his trip back to
Luton. After promising Master he'd love to come again. He also asked
Master if it would be alright to call me during the week. That pleased me
no end, to think I've got a phone call coming. I was also happy to see
there were kisses all round, I got a beautiful long wet tongue one from
David. To which Sir couldn't resist saying "Don't get sissy to
excited,"


Come Tuesday it was another trip to the hospital. Damn that meant
cleaning off nail polish, which I was pleased to be wearing again. All
morning sitting around up there really wears one out, why do they have
these places so hot and stuffy, I'll never know. Now delivered home
again back to my comfort zone, on went my makeup, repainted my nails. Off
came my shirt to be replaced my a pretty pale yellow silk blouse and
collar back around my neck. Only if I could take these trouser things
off, for a skirt. Yes the trousers had been altered so the left leg could
be covered, modesty you know. Well that's want Master said, so I won't
disagree.


It was a couple of days later I heard something being dropped at the
front door. Sitting there was a large green canvas envelope, I knew
exactly what it was. Seen as I couldn't bent to pick it up, should I
leave it for Master. Decided no, I pushed it in via my stick, then into
the wheelchair easier to bend and pick it up now. Then to my horror, saw
it addressed to Mr. T. Duffy, I knew it wasn't the wrong address, no
that was me. What are they trying to do to me, I'm not a MR, also I'm
sissy, pansy or even nancy-boy I like, not Timothy. Why can't I be
Johnson instead of Duffy, I am Masters property after all. I dropped it
on the table waiting till Master got home. But each time I looked at it,
wondering what it contained. Curiosity quickly got the better of me. So
made my first phone call to Master at his office, after asking for Mr
Johnson, then to hear his voice. I felt a little nervous doing it, so
apologised for call him at work. But said this large envelope thing has
arrived for Mr. T. Duffy what should I do with it. Straight out, without
the blink of an eyelid he said, "I think you better open it, read it,
then start working on it. Is that all?"
"Yes thank you Sir," I hung up looked again at this envelope again,
thinking will it bite me, well this is it I guess! On opening it and
reading the introduction booklet, my mind went into a turmoil, so much to
take in or even follow. Well that is how I filled up my day, apart from
about 20 minutes when David rang to see how I was. God, I loved talking
to him he sounds so sweet, caring, sexy, yes all those things and more if
you want to get bored hearing them. No I guess not!! He's offering to
help me also, this will be like college, a different teacher for each
subject. He was telling me about taking Sir to the station and how he is
looking forward to coming again this Saturday. That caused my heart to go
into one almighty spin of delight. Knowing Sir must of invited him and
he's keen to come. I love him!!!!!


Master sat me down when he got home and we went through all this school
stuff. This plan Sir made up was brought out and that is what I'm to
work to. Of a weekend Sir will be checking my work, so make sure it's
all neatly written. I can see I'm going to have my work cutout trying to
keep up and doing it all neatly, as I'm not really the neatest of
writers. At least I can read it. So school days have again arrived. When
I asked about this Mr Duffy thing, well that's what it has to be.
Because when I pass the exams everything will have to be in my proper
name. There is nothing he or anyone can do about it. I asked, what if he
adopted me as his son. I'd love to have him as my Daddy, that wouldn't
work either. Seems I'm to old for that sort of thing to go through
court, I'd have to be a child. He said we can look at changing your name
be deed-pole later if I want. Yes I said I did want to be just his, no
one else. This is just like when I was in hospital, why does the law have
to take what I want to be, away from me in this way. Just for there
satisfaction. At least I don't think of myself as a Duffy anymore, or a
Mr for that matter, but suppose I can live with some people calling me
Timothy.


Well for the rest of the year, it was head down bum up, so to speak doing
all this work. Apart from Master and Sir's timetable, the correspondence
school also had me working flat out on all these subjects. Every week the
envelope was collected only to be replaced with another one. With remarks
about my work and progress so far, you're not going to hear about that.
There seemed to be no end insight, even when the schools had holidays, I
was still at it. Yes studying something else "To help me in a
professional career," I was told. Thankfully I got a lot of help from
David, Dan and Justin along with my Masters in doing everything.
Justin's big job was trying to teach me to write neatly, legibly, that
others can read, Yes and not printing. Without there help I'm sure I'd
properly still be prodding along. More to the point, given up. I must
tell you, that Saturday David came. He had the cheek to bring me a we
gift wrapped up really nicely in a narrow box, even a lovely pink bow on
it, thinking it could be something pretty for a sissy, I got all excited.
But No!! It was a black and white diagonal stripped college tie, the one
we used to wear with the college crest and all on it. It was so funny to
open and see this, yes I did enjoy getting it. Those earlier tears about
being a schoolboy again, have long gone now. Even wore it for them, and I
still have it, often it's around Princes neck.


Seven and a half months after the accident the plaster was removed for
the final time. Only to be wrapped fully in this wide surgical
elastoplast bandage, that seems to pull on every hair as they pull it
off, even though there's gauze stuff under it. To celebrate the removal
of the ton of plaster Master at long last took me to bed with him and did
what I've been craving for all those months. Lying on my stomach at
last, a cold greased finger slides its way gently into my sissy pussy.
After coating the inside its removed, only to have a second greased
finger make its way in with the first. Circling around, pushing in
deeply, till my whole anal passage is once again loosened, ready to
receive its Master. Sitting up over my back I could sense the thin rubber
skin being rolled over one hot piece of manhood. Lying patently waiting,
my butt raised up by three pillows. Then his hot breath tickled the back
of my neck, soft kind hands taking hold of my hips. Then I felt Masters
penis again slowly start to penetrate into what is rightfully his. But
hasn't been able to get at for those months. At least I guess it wasn't
as long to wait, as what I had to wait for the first, for the loss of my
Virginity. This time it was only Master and myself present. God! Was it
enjoyable, I wanted him to stay in there all night. Pounding at me giving
his sissy all that I've missed out on over that time. The thrill of
hearing Master as he fired his load into me, into that thin skin. Knowing
how much he appreciates and wants to protect even his sissy slave by
using a joey.


Over these months I'd also been allowed to spend more time in my room
with David. The first time I don't know who was the most excited, as we
explored each others body to a greater extent than our first time as
school boys. Once free of hard restricting plaster Master even let me
sleep with him. Oh! did he know how to treat me as his girl in bed, Yes!
he did. All the time talking to me as a girl, saying how he wished we
could of done this a long time ago. I was so happy hearing him calling me
sissy, nancy, pansy, all the names he's picked up from hearing my
Masters calling me. I was also delighted hearing him tell me, how sexy I
look and how he loves stroking my body over my satin nighty. I noticed
how he also loved touching it, even stroking over his adorable penis with
it.


To be in bed able to turn this way and that, no lead weight on the left
leg holding you back. To be able to again cover ones body with the duvet
and not feel one leg ack with over heating. One of the first things after
being freed of this solid plaster, was to ask Master if he'd put me back
into my nappies at night. I was beginning to feel I'm at last getting
back to what I am. The next thing is to be taken back to the training
room. But it'll have to wait awhile longer, as I'm kept busy studying,
going to hospital [still] or phyiso doing all these excises only in
little shorts, not even a vest on. So guess to see whipping marks
wouldn't go down to well, even though no one has said anything about the
wording on my left thigh. Must of seen many things like that before no
doubt. What used to upset me a lot, was when I knew someone was in the
dungeon, having the equipment used on them. Especially if it was Justin
or Dan, seeing them after the visit down there. Their watery red eyes,
their well marked bodies, even to smell them seeing they had been used as
urinals. God how I would wish I could change places with them. Or more to
the point be down there taking it with them, as I know they wouldn't
want to forgo their whippings.


The end of the school year was fast approaching. One weekend Sir had set
me some exam papers to do. Telling me, he expected nothing less than a
90% pass. That Friday night I hardly slept thinking about being a
failure, what would they do with me if I did bum out. Saturday had to
arrive as all Saturdays do, for me the big test time came with it. After
breakfast I was sent to dress in whatever I felt most comfortable in, but
don't take long in do it. I looked at my Masters hoping for some
direction, like can I wear a dress? But no response to that, just sent
away to get dressed. So took it on myself to wear my prettiest of
underwear, white silk blouse with lovely puff sleeves. A lovely full
silver-gray skirt finished of what I decided to be something comfortable,
yes it was. Back down stairs I found Master's study had been setup as my
exam room. An exercise book, ballpoint pen, ruler were sitting waiting
for me. Just a dumpy run and yet I was nervous as hell. God knows how
I'll be for the real thing. Sir came in, handed me the test paper,
telling me I have one and a half hours to answer as many questions as
possible. A cloak had been placed on the deck, as I don't have a watch.
Looking at it, Sir told me, 5 minute to read the paper. Then it was all
go, Sir left the room closing the door behind him. There I sat all alone
nervously sweating 90 minutes later the alarm rang out. This was to be my
whole weekend, not even a visitor did I have, Yes David I mean. Saturday
night I was given a full bottle of milk, then nappied and put to bed
early. Sure there was something in the milk, as I slept so well and woke
quite wet. Sunday was much the same but only one test after lunch.
Fortunately I didn't have to wait for the results, as Sir had then all
worked out. Checking my answers, I didn't meet his 90% mark, the closest
I got was around 70% on some. But all in all I would of had a pass as all
were over the 50% mark. I didn't get told off or anything, Sir said that
was just to make me work hard, so when I'm doing them next week I'll
know to put my all into them. After hearing that, I knew I'm determent
to put my all into it, knowing how they have worked so damn hard with me.


In bed that night I had a we tear came to my eyes, thinking how my
Masters, Justin, Dan and David have given so much to helped me. Showing
me they care about me a lot. Something I've never had from those that
should of shown it. They must hate gay people so much, then to see their
son was one also, a real effeminate one at that. Must of been to much to
bear. I know I'm better off without them now anyway.


The next week arrived very quickly, I had to go to a college not far from
home to sit the exams. Fortunately not my old college, I was surprised to
see some even older than myself sitting the exams. Again Sir told me to
dress casual and comfortable, but in male clothes, I did so, as far as
shirt, trousers and shoes anyway. You couldn't expect a sissy not to
wear girly underwear, now could you? Over that and the next week there I
sat for a few hours most days doing exams, thankfully for my helpers,
they weren't so bad. The long agonising wait now for results to come. In
the meantime Master found me a part time office job, as he said to get my
hand into working again. The rest of my days were, going to hospital for
check ups or for phyiso or going for job interviews and some of them were
rather embarrassing. Wanting to know about my past employment, well what
do I say about the three and a half years living my life as a slave. So
after the first time, I asked Master if I could say I was training to be
a Butler. Well they have to do everything for there masters, don't they?
Only difference is they don't get taken to a dungeon to be punished. Yes
Master agreed that would be a good idea, also wrote out a reference
sealing it in an envelope, not for me to read.


Everything seemed to happen at once. After twelve months one week my leg
was freed of all wrappings, which was wonderful for me. But for a while
it did feel strange not haven't anything on it. Able to get into a bath
or a shower like normal, even putting stockings on it gave such a
beautiful feel to both my legs again. The only thing is I still had to
use my aluminum sticks for a little while longer. Then Master came home a
couple of days later with great news. Yes he'd been talking to one of
his clients who would be keen to take me on as a management trainee. I
was happy in one way, but sad in another. That being I couldn't find a
job by myself, it had to be Master to find it. I was also a bit
apprehensive to whether I could do that sort of thing. Me a slave
learning to manage people, giving orders not being the one taking them.
Again my opnion didn't go down well with Master, as I got told in no
uncurtain terms, that I'll be able to do it. Like some of the study
I've been doing is about management, but never gave it a thought it to
be me. The following day I was to meet Master at lunch time. Then off we
went to meet and be interviewed by my soon to be new Boss. That went
really fantastic, he seemed to like me and the opportunities to work your
way up seemed endless. When we left I was so excited about it all. Master
said I'm just like a little child, guess I was in a way. Even more so
after I got taken to buy a few new shirts, black sox and shoes. Master
said it'll be best if I also got a couple of vests, as he didn't want
me wearing camisoles or teddies under my shirt to the office.


When we got home, I straight away asked if I could ring Sir, David,
Justin and Dan to tell them the good news. Yes that was fine, but don't
ring Dan, I just looked at Master wondering what must of happened. I
wasn't told and new it's not for me to ask questions. Sir, David and
Justin were very pleased for me. After dinner `which I'm now cooking
again.' we had visitors. Yes it was Dan on a leash to his Master,
that's why I didn't have to call him. They came to use the dungeon,
wonderful!! As I got taken down there also to watch while Dan got hung to
the pulley, ankles fastened to the floor, weights tied to swing from his
ball sac. Ready now for a good unmerciful flogging. Hearing him crying
out, watching his cock become more ridged with each lashing, it started
to have the same effect on my sissy clit. Noticing me touching myself,
quickly I found my wrists tied behind my back. Shortly after made get
down and start licking on Dan's cock, but not to put it in my mouth. My
wrists were untied so I could hold him by the upper legs, so I wouldn't
lose him as he swung. I was told to just lick it like an all day sucker,
I did and enjoyed it. But it was becoming to much for poor Dan. Being
restrained, flogged, now having his cock licked, torturing him this way.
He could hold back no longer, as he just squired hot cum juice out over
my face. I tried the best I could to lick as much up as possible. As they
now finished with Dan, I was hoping it'll be my turn, but no I was just
told to get down and lick up all I've missed. I'll have to wait a
little longer, Master told me.


Back in the lounge room with Dan kneeling in front of me, I could now
tell him the good news about getting this job. He was also very pleased
for me, asked his and my Masters if he could kiss me, "Yes but just over
its enclosed genitals," his master said. I didn't care and I know Dan
wouldn't of cared where he could kiss as long as he could do it. Plus I
won't be far from his work. Then he asked Master if we could have our
lunch together sometimes, Master told him "I'll let you know later."
Being back in the dungeon this way, even though I wasn't punished, then
hearing Dan ask Master about meeting me. Made me feel happy, I'm being
treated like a slave again.


Master arrived home, walking in to have his slave once again on its knees
ready to kiss and lick his feet showing its love and devotion. With the
push of his foot I knew to kneel back up. In doing so I got shown an
envelope with this bold crest on the left side. By heart sunk, I knew as
did Master where it came from, The Ministry of Education. This is it
Master let me hold it, but not open it, as we walked towards the lounge.
Taking off his suit coat telling me to take it to his room and bring his
waistcoat down. Arriving back, putting the waistcoat on him, now pour me
a red wine. God, what is he doing to me, talk about torture, this is the
worst kind. Keeping me holding on like this, as I handed the drink over.
"Oh, you should of brought my slippers down also." I knew to turn to go
get them, just as I was about to exit the lounge. Master called me back
showing a big wide smile, "No come here I was only teasing you, I can see
how nervous you are about this, aren't you?"
"Yes I am Master." about to kneel at his feet, only to be told to sit
next to him. I did so happily, and waited while he took a couple of
mouthfuls of his wine. Looking at me, taking my hand. Telling me not to
be so uptight, it isn't the end of the world you know. not knowing where
to look or what to do, I could only think of saying. "It could be for me
Master if I fail after all the help I've had." Master rubbed his hand
over my hair, then proceeded to open one long narrow envelope address to
Mr. T. Duffy. Taking the contents, but handing me the envelope. The time
it took him I think he must of read it letter by letter. Finishing by
doing a Sir or teacher thing "mmmmm, mmmmmm" folding it up again, asking
for the envelope, still without a word. I was about to cry because I've
again failed. Quickly and suddenly Master just pulled me into his arms,
telling me "My dear little sissy you have Passed!! And passed well." I
could only look at him, then it hit me and like the bloody crybaby I am,
I buried my head on his chest and cried. Yes it got to me, I was so
happy, not just for what I've achieved, but for knowing all the hard
work five others have put into making me do it, not letting me at any
stage give up. Masters arms when around me holding me, cuddling me. I
could hear him saying how proud he is of me etc.


Once I was all settled down, tears wiped away. The envelope was again
given to me, this time with its contents. Must say it made happier
reading than that other letter I received from Peter Fowler. I read it
then looked up to Master again saying Thank you so much for pushing me.
Master just said I should ring the others, let them know your good news.
I did starting with a call up to Luton and telling Sir. He was also very
pleased and happy for me, saying "We'll have to have a drink on it
tomorrow night." Yes tomorrow's Friday, goody. Then it was on to Dan,
Justin and David, they were all just as pleased as I was and I thanked
each one for all their strong willed help. Even telling Justin how with
his help they could read what I wrote. I had read the letter and results
again, but didn't really take it all in till after about the third or
forth read, when Master said if I read it much longer the ink might fade
away. I asked if I could take it into my bedroom tonight. Sitting it on
the stand next to me after reading it to Prince, I think he must of been
pleased also. Waking in the morning only to read it all again, just to
make sure it was still for real you know.


After Master left for work I got changed and went for my wake, which I
have to do, to build up strength in my legs, or is it just to wear me
out. That's what it feels like anyway, but guess it is doing me good.
When I got home again I washed out the new shirts as I didn't want to
look so much like a new boy on Monday my first day working in my new
office job. Sir arrived about 6pm. I was in the kitchen getting the
dinner, he came straight out took me in his arms. Giving me a big hug and
kiss on the LIPS!!! telling me how proud he is of me. Tears again arrived
in the eyes, but I did hold back from letting them fall out this time. At
dinner we had a bottle of champagne, that is also the first time I've
ever had it. I was to excited with everything and so much happening, that
I still didn't know whether I liked champagne or not. Oh well, guess I
won't be having it anymore, so what the heck.


So much has happened since I was enslaved, that the rest of the weekend
was spent teaching me things. Like we now have `eftpos' cards we use
for all our shopping, no not just credit cards. These are different. But
for now I won't have any money of my own, Master will give me so much
each day, which I'll have to account for at night. My wages will be
going into an account that Master will control. Then I was given my watch
back as I'll have to have one. Only the battery was flat, we'll get a
new one for it in the morning, Sir said. Also Master gave me my signet
ring and a couple of other documents, as I might want them. No!! I said
and refused to take them, even touch them, telling them "I'm still your
property, remember I own nothing, I'll wear your watch as you say I'll
need it. But to be given other things, is like you're setting me free
and I don't want that. I only want to be your slave, nothing else."
Looking at both of them, then asked "When am I going to be punished
again. I was hoping the other night with Dan, but you wouldn't."
Master promised it will be soon, but I have a few more visits to the
Doctor and Phyiso to go.


Saturday morning I had to go have a haircut, mind you it had got rather
long over this time. So it was cut to collar length which I quite liked,
as I thought Master was going to have it cut like a real boys haircut,
short back and side thing. A new battery also went into the watch.
When Master took Sir back to catch his train back North, I started
getting my clothes ready for work in the morning. Suit, shirt, tie,
pretty blue satin panties, [yes I wasn't going to wear my pretty boxers
today] vest, shoes and sox all sitting there clean and waiting. The only
thing is all my hankies have sissy things written on them or lace around
the border. I wasn't to keen to use one of my sissy hankies in front of
my new work mates on my first day. So when Master arrived home I told him
of my predicament. Lucky me was given one of Masters to use, now that sat
with all the other things for the morning dressing.


Thankfully, Sunday night I was allowed to sleep with Master. As I kept
waking up looking at the watch, Making sure I didn't sleep in. Thinking
also about the days ahead of me. Until Master wrapped me in his arms
reassuring me all will be fine. Just the feeling of his heart beat, his
soft breathing next to me made me feel wanted, that he cares about me. As
I drifted into a nice sleep, waking with the sound of the alarm. In no
time I was up kneeling beside Master, my head under the duvet kissing,
licking his feet. Till I got the little push away, off I went then to do
all the normal things. Except for one, Yes! I had a shower with Master
and he even washed me all over. Just as I've alway done to him, I really
felt honoured for getting that. I helped Master dress, then went to dress
myself. After which I just stood in front of the mirror looking, thinking
how nice I looked dress in a suit and tie again ready for work. My navy
suit still fitted nicely due to the weight loss, underneath I wore a pair
of pretty blue satin panties, a new vest, a new white shirt, a yellow
silk tie an a almost matching satin handkerchief sitting neatly in my top
pocket and Masters hanky in my trouser pocket. Satisfied after one final
look, I went to get Masters approval of what stood before him. Yes with a
big hug and kiss on the forehead, Master approved giving me four five
pound notes, with the warning of accounting for it all tonight. Ready
waiting for the time to leave when the phone went. Master handed it to
me, it was Justin wanting to wish me the best for my first day out
working. Just that we call made me so happy to think someone is thinking
of me. I don't know what you people may think. But I did feel very much
like a child on its first day going off to school. Master and I left home
together, even that walk to the station, I began to get butterflies in my
stomach. All the way Master kept trying to talk about other things, my
mind wasn't with him for most of it.


Well that first day over, it all went of great. I met a lot of the staff
they seemed a happy friendly lot. At lunchtime a couple even took me to
where they have lunch, only it was a bit above my allowance. So had to
leave then and found a cheap sandwich bar. After work I felt so pleased
with myself as I went to wait outside Master office building, to go home
with him.
We were hardly home when the phone started to ring. God, I wished I had
friends like this at college, as David, Sir, Dan and Justin rang to see
how I got on. By the time I got of the phone from Justin, who was the
last to call. I had tears in my eyes, as I asked Master why have I had to
wait so long to find people who like me? I know he couldn't answer the
question anymore than I could. He just gave me another warm loving hug,
which makes me feel so good and wanted inside. I ran off then to chance,
putting on my SISSYBOY pinafore to get a meal underway. From now on
Master and I will be doing this together.


The following Saturday night my Master put on a small party to celebrate
my passing the A levels, getting a job and to thank those that have
worked so bloody hard on getting me to this point. But I was affrayed if
Dan, Justin and their masters came in their master/slave gear. They might
scare of David who isn't into this. So asked Master if he could have it
just as a normal little gathering, which he agreed saying he knows how
much I like David. I looked at him with a big smile, as he told me I'm
an over sexed slut. Well I can't help that, can I? The party went off
wonderfully well, just the eight of us. As I stood to thank them all for
what they have done and the time spent on me. As I said I had something
I'd like to say, Dan's master said, we don't want any tears tonight. I
promised saying I think I've cried myself dry lately. Once things were
dying down, I asked Master if I could have David stay with me tonight. He
just looked at me with a grin saying, YES!!! after thanking him. I
quickly went to tell David the good news. I'm not going to explain about
that night, think you can work it out yourselves. Like, two gay guys that
like each other, in bed together, yes. But he is so beautiful and loving.


From now on the next year or so went along with no dramas. Visits to the
doctor and phyiso finished after another month. At last I was back in the
dungeon getting my body punished again, plus all the other things master
did to me. It was never done if I would be seeing David within the next
couple of days. David never came to terms with how I or Justin and Dan
had this need to have a Master punish us the way we did or the pleasure
we got from it. At times he would ask if I'd like to do something with
him or for him. I kept trying to get him, to tell me just to do what he
wants. That I need to be dominated, but no he couldn't do it, saying he
loved me to much to try controlling me. I did go out with him dressed as
his girl, we went to the theatre. David dressed up in his beautiful
silver/gray suit, white shirt with his blue/ silver mottled satin tie and
a deep blue satin handkerchief in his top pocket. As alway he looked and
smelled stunningly gorgeous, and we had a wonderful night. I was on cloud
nine just being with this handsome man, that I never noticed if anyone
realized what I was, anyway I didn't care.


Sir finished up moving back to the big city, he got a job as Deputy Head
Master at the college I went to for my A level exams. So that was great
for us all especially Master who I knew missed him greatly if he
couldn't get down on the odd weekend. Also it gave me someone else to
ask questions of, in regards my job. Which by the way was coming along
great. Must tell you by now I also had my own eftpos card, but Master
still held a tight reign over what I bought. Always had to say what I
wanted, then would be asked, "Do you really need it?"
If I couldn't prove that I needed it, I wasn't allowed to buy it. But
it did teach me the value of money again. Even though I had to leave some
beautiful ties and things in the shops.


Now jumping forward almost a year, it was for a few weeks, I was
beginning to notice Master was inserting less control over me, my visits
to the dungeon became fewer. I was beginning to get quite concerned. So
asked to speak with him one night about how I felt. Only to be told I'll
find out everything in a week or so. That's as far as he would enlighten
me. I tried again, pleading with him, only to get a couple of hard slaps
over the face. "How often have I told you not to question your Master?" I
left his study feeling quite dejected, up until now feeling on top of the
World, wanted, loved, is it all about to fall flat on me now. I asked to
be excused, then went to my room to the only one I ever had to turn to,
my Prince. Lying on the bed cuddling Prince, with tears in my eyes
telling him. I think I'm going to be given away to another Master. When
both Masters came in to talk with me, sitting on the bed beside me and
Prince. Reaffirming there is nothing more they can say to me, but for me
to trust them as I've alway done. That they still love me very much and
it's going to be as hard on them as it is on me. I asked them then, "Are
you going to give me away to another Master." I was assured they would
never ever do that to me. They love me to much. Then Master asked if I'd
like to give them a hug. I sat up with prince still in my arms for a nice
hug from them, I was asked if I'd like to go to bed with them. I said
"No thank you I want to keep Prince company tonight."


Well it was the Thursday afternoon a week later, when I got called into
the Big Bosses office at work. Sitting there feeling nervous wondering
what I've done, as the only other time I'd been in there was my first
day. Well talk about a bombshell. I am about to be transferred to run a
branch in a city on the South Coast. I just sat opened mouth, nothing
could come out of if for awhile, then all I could say was Me? Looking at
me he said "Yes you." I got so excited I didn't know what to do or say
as I sat there. Then he told me, "It is going to be a lot of hard work,
but after talking to people they all know you can do it." Then I was told
to clear all my things up tomorrow and to have next week off to sort
everything out up here. Looking at his watch he said "I thing it close
enough to time and anyway I don't think you could do anything now the
way you look. So off home you go." I couldn't go home the way I was. So
rang Master to see if I could see him, that there is something very
important I have to tell him. That was fine I could go see him. Somehow I
seemed to fly to his office, as I asked his secretory to tell Mr Johnson
........... his door opened there he stood, also ready for home. Instead
we went to a small pub not far away. As Master said by the looks of you I
don't think you'll get home in one piece. Master bought a large beer
for him and a smaller one for me, guess who didn't drink there anyway.
OK I had a we sip of it. So then I spat it all out about this transfer
south. Once I got it all out and relaxed again, Master finished his beer.
Then we went and got a Taxi home. This is when I was to find out that he
knew about it for the last few weeks. "Is that why you've given me more
freedom," I asked, yes it was. He told me that it's been just as hard on
them, not being able to say anything and knowing how I was getting
uptight about it all. Guess what the first thing I said to Sir when he
got home? Then I had to ring David, Dan and Justin. Fuck that was hard
telling them I'm going away, leaving the only ones in the World that
ever cared about me.


The next week Master took a couple of days off also. We went into town to
buy a few things I'll need. Also he transferred money into a investment
account for me, but I'm to still contact him if I want to buy anything,
because he wants me to get into the way of saving, not wasting. We also
had some good talks the three of us. I told them I don't want to be
anything other than their property and they'll alway be my Masters.
Asked again about my ring and other things I gave over to Master. No I
don't want them, it's going to be hard enough not being with you but if
I took everything. It'll be like being completely free and I don't ever
want that. We didn't have a party or anything before I went, it would of
been far to sad a night. Plus I will be going back often for visits and
hopefully some time in the dungeon. I was allowed to go spend a night
with David though, yes I was still going to ask permission to do things.


The big move south came on the Tuesday, there was a flat for me to move
into which wasn't much. But would do till I found something nice. Master
drove me down, the closer we got to my destination the quieter we both
became. Knowing after six years five months living as Master and slave is
about to end by the time tonight arrives. I know going back of a weekend
to be with them won't be quite the same.


Once we found the Street and block of flats, we just sat in the car in
silence for a good minute. Till Master said, I think we better go inside
before people start to wonder what we are up to. After unpacking, we just
stood inside embracing each other. I couldn't help it please believe me,
but I just started crying my eyes out. Telling Master how I loved him so
much and please never forget me. That those first three and a half years
as his complete slave were the happiest and best years of my entire life.
In time I settled down again, with that Master handed me a bank book in
my name. To my great surprise on opening it, to see all my wages over
that time in there, how it adds up. On questioning Master about it all
and the big term investment. Yes there was Accident Compensation money
[which is a thing we get if injured in an accident Etc. we can't sue
like other countries] To that I just got told slaves don't question
their Masters haven't you learnt that yet.


That night was a very lonely one, thankfully I had Prince with me. I
still dress up as often as possible at home. Only as the years have gone
by I'm not prepared to go out that way now. One could say I couldn't
pass as a female like I could at 19 to 25, but I do wear my pretty undies
most of the time. Yes even to work it's stockings, panties and if the
shirt allows, a camisole or teddy is underneath. It is always a lovely
satin nighty for bedtime, often with disposable nappies underneath. It
took awhile, but I found a pharmacy were I can buy large size ones. Would
love to wear my favourite cloth nappies, only I still seem to have
problems putting them on myself. So I can't wait to be back with Masters
of a weekend and put to bed wearing my proper cloth nappies and plastic
panties and smelling of baby powder.


This is were I'm going to bring "A New Life for Timothy" to its
conclusion. It has taken a lot longer than I had anticipated to write it.
Then this last chapter 16 I thought maybe 5 - 6 pages and here I am
splitting it in two at 25 pages. And haven't brushed on much of what
happened in those last years since the Accident. Now before I sign this
off, I'd like to thank all who have taken the time to write with their
Kind comments. Yes, even those who didn't like chapter 15, I'm sorry.
Now to those I've mentioned in this story, they know who they are in
real life. I'd like to say a Big, big thank you for the great help and
Love you all gave me. To David you remembered me, you excepted me for
what I am without question, that meant so much to me. Master, who will
always be my Master. I love you more than anything in this World, I will
alway be your property.
Now to Paul a devoted reader, thank you for writing often, you have also
kept me at it, when I could of given up on it.

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Foot note: At the start of chapter 16 I said "going to the beach about a
10 minutes walk down the hill from home. As I was writing it I was
thinking of where it actually happened, where we lived. Not where I have
the story placed in Wimbledon. If you know that part of London. There is
no beach that close or Hills for that matter. I'm sorry about that slip
up. Matthew.
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For the Final time, I hope you have read and enjoyed this story and I
would really love to hear from you. Love to you all, Matthew.
femboynz@yahoo.com