Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2000 05:03:39 EST From: Merkino1@aol.com Subject: Sean to Susan chapter 2 TG Authoritarian Sean to Susan chapter 2 TG Authoritarian .............. Looking back at me she said "Nice teats.......bitch." Slamming the door behind her, she was gone .............................................................................. ........................................... To say that I was stunned is an understatement. In a humiliated daze I went back to the guest room to shed my feminine persona. All thoughts of a fun filled weekend shattered. Gazing into the full length mirror I could still discern the crimson flush on my made-up face. Dawns words came back to me "Nice teats ...bitch." Although still embarrassed over the incident, I felt strangely excited. My imprisoned cock began to harden and I reached down and rubbed myself through my panties. Looking out of the mirror at me was a sexy lady rubbing her cunt. Kneading my breasts with my free hand I slowly sank to my knees and began to rub my "cunt" in earnest. In a matter of minutes I lost all control and started to cum. The feel of the hot jissim squirting between my ass cheeks drove me insane and I knew that I would have to taste it. Tearing the panties aside I reached past my still pulsating cock and scooped up the still warm cum. In my rush to savor my seed quite a bit of it ended up around my mouth and on my chin. The slut in the mirror looked as if she had just sucked a cock and her man had cum on her face. The taste was exquisite and I removed my panties and licked the residue from the crotch. Feeling guilty and satiated I lost all desire to continue the charade. I removed my make-up, nails and the rest of my undies. After washing out my panties I returned everything to my suitcase, locked it and returned it to the hiding place in the garage. However I still wore my breast forms and heels and would continue to do so for the rest of the weekend. Donning a pair of baby doll pj's I fixed a drink and retired to the den to watch one of the films I had purchased. My mind in turmoil I was unable to concentrate on the movie and finally gave up. Over the next days I was constantly trying to dream up an explanation for my behavior and decided that nothing short of the truth would suffice. I would simply tell Dawn that it was a harmless fetish and promise never to do it again. On Tuesday night I made sure that all the femme stuff and films were safely tucked away in the suitcase and resigned myself to the coming day. I arrived home from work on Wednesday and saw my car parked in the garage and knew that the moment of reckoning had arrived. Dawn was in the den perched on a bar stool, sipping wine and reading the mail. I bent to peck her cheek but she thrust me back and gave me a withering look. "Dawn.. I..." I stammered, She cut me of "I don't want to discuss it now." "Your clothes have been moved into the guest room and you will use it until this is sorted out." "My bedroom is off limits to you, I don't want you pawing through my panties when I'm not around so you can dress like a sissy slut." Mortified I said that I was going into shower and change. "It better be into your own clothes" she retorted. I froze upon entering the guest room, lying open on the bed was my suitcase. From right behind me I heard, "That's quite a stash you have there slut." "It took me ten minutes to find it and less than two to tear the lock off with a claw hammer." "I want you dressed just as you were last Friday and in the den in one hour." With trepidation I began the metamorphous. I just came out of the shower when click, click. Dawn was back taking pictures with our digital camera. "I'm going to film this so you can see and realize how ridiculous you are as a woman" she said. Continuing my transformation in blazing embarrassment, Dawn observed my preparations and even offered some helpful hints on make-up application, She even smiled as I tucked my flaccid cock between my legs so there would be no tell tail bulge. Dawn clicked away with the camera filling four diskettes [approximately sixty photos]. As I drew on my nylons she asked why I wore two pair. I replied "It was to conceal my unsightly leg hair." "That wont be a problem after tonight." "You will remove all, and I do me all of your body hair from your eyebrows down before going to bed to night" she replied. "When you finish here join me in the office and hopefully we can come to terms about this sordid business" I joined her in the office a few minutes later dressed or better yet undressed as I was the previous Friday. Heels, nylons, garter belt, brassiere, wig and some costume jewelry. Sitting in front of the PC she softly whistled and said "Some lucky guy is really going to enjoy fucking you." Totally shamed I hung my head and said nothing but my cock was becoming hard as I began to get aroused from the abuse she was heaping upon me. "I've copied the photos to the C drive, logged into AOL and as you can see I'm about to send an E-mail to myself at work." "As you probably guessed the photos are attached to that E-mail and if you don't do every thing I say, obey me completely the enfemme pictures of you will be spread all over the net." With a single key strike the photos were on the way to her mail box at work. Hugs.......Susan (_!_)