The Transformation of Rachael

The Transformation of Rachael Anne As written by Rachael Anne

My training as a she-male servant began when I rang the doorbell of my lady's home. She greeted me wearing along, tight fitting red leather gown, which covered her from neck to foot except that it exposed her prominent and luscious breasts; her long auburn hair flowed over her shoulders. She was also wearing 6" spike heels and black stockings. The dress had a slit from her thigh to her ankles, which showed off her stocking clad legs when she walked. She demanded that I call her nothing but Mistress Dominique and that I would speak only when she allowed me to do so. She informed me that from now on my name would be "Rachael" and that she would transform me into a totally subservient she male handmaiden.

She invited me into her living room and ordered me to stand in the middle of the room where she seated herself in a plush chair. She instructed me to remove all my clothes so she could inspect my body and I did. After removing my clothes she gathered them up and gave them to her manservant who then left the room taking my clothes with him. She slowly looked me over and took my measurements so I could be properly fitted with clothing of her choosing; I had no say in the matter, as I was not allowed to speak. She lowered her hand to my crotch and squeezed by balls gently and then stroking my pens and squeezing it with her very long, sharp fingernails. Telling me not to move, she left the room. Watching her walk in that tight dress was arousing and it was clear she wore nothing underneath.

She returned in a few minutes and took me upstairs to her large marble finished bathroom where her manservant had prepared a hot bath for me. I realized why, when, after getting into the water, that I was to shave my legs, crotch and chest. Afterwards, he would shave the remaining hair from my body. After being completely shaved, I was powdered with a lovely smelling bath powder and was sprayed over with marvelous feminine cologne. I was then taken to a small bedroom. All that was there were a dressing table, mirror, and a large bed with brass headboard and footboard. This was to be my room. I was told to stand in the center of the room and wait. The cologne, which had been sprayed on me, was dizzying.

Mistress Dominique returned in about an hour accompanied by her manservant, who was wearing nothing but a g-string, which had quit a large bulge in it and was carrying a box, which contained clothing. He put the box on a table while Mistress picked out a black with red trim lace and satin bra and two breast prosthesis, size D and had me put them on. Next was a matching six-garter satin garter belt and black thigh length stockings and a beautiful pair of red 5" ankle strap high heels that fit perfectly making it fairly easy to walk them. These shoes had two ankle straps, which caused my feet to stay arched; the feeling was extraordinary. They both watched as I put on the lingerie. I was then told to stand. Mistress removed from the box a lovely red satin, brocade corset and told me to go to the foot of the bed and place my arms high on the bedposts. She then placed the corset around me and told her manservant to lace it up. When he completed his task, she took hold of the lacing and pulled them as hard as she could, cinching my waist smaller and smaller, almost taking my breath away.

The pretty corset was heavily boned and severely restricting so I was told to lie on the bed for a few minutes before continuing my waist reduction which was already about four inches smaller than normal, but the feeling of being in a corset is indescribable. In about 20 minutes she told me to stand again and hold on to the bedposts. This time her manservant pulled the corset's laces until I could take no more. My waist had been reduced to 26 inches and I was feeling lightheaded but wonderfully aroused. She then had me walk around the room; she wanted to see how I walked in high heels. They were wide and fit the balls of my feet just right and were very comfortable so I had no problem walking in them at all. The corset gave me a full feminine figure with my size 38C breasts and I was feeling very feminine. I had no idea what was to come next.

The next step in my training as a maid for my Mistress was unanticipated. Before taking me to the dressing table for makeup and hair, Mistress Dominique told me to bend all the way over, spread my legs and hold my ankles, and I did, although it was a little difficult at first in my lovely corset. She walked toward me from my rear and I could feel something cool and wet around my anus, and then pain as she inserted a 5-inch long, 1 1/2 inch diameter pens shaped butt plug into my ass. I had never felt such as this before. The plug, being small at the base then expanding outward kept it from being inserted completely while not allowing it to slip out of my hole, would remain in me until my Mistress removed it. She said it was to be part of my disciplinary instruction, as I would later see why. As I walked I could feel it moving inside me. I then slipped on a pair of black nylon, French cut panties. In order to hide my bulge I had to tuck my pens between my legs and then pull on my tight fitting panties thus keeping my penis hidden from view.

She told me to sit at the dressing table where she would apply my makeup, consisting of mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow and pink lipstick, etc. She then took an eyebrow pencil and shaped my eyebrows. I was given a manicure and long artificial fingernails were fitted to my fingers and a pink polish applied. Large, gold hoop earrings were attached to my ears and a gold choker necklace was placed around my neck. Then, Mistress placed a short blond wig on my head. Looking in the mirror, I had been transformed into a lovely young woman.

After the nail polish hardened, I slipped on a very short black satin maid's uniform with a scanty white satin apron. She zipped it up the back and it fit snugly around my waist. The little skirt barely covered my ass and it had white ruffles in the rear, it also had a white lace maid's cap trimmed in black, which was placed on my head.

To complete my transformation as her handmaiden, she attached two 2" leather wrist cuffs to my wrists and two 2" leather ankle cuffs to my stocking clad ankles and lastly she placed a 3-inch leather obedience collar around my neck and locked it with a small lock in the rear. The collar and cuffs were fitted with D rings in case Mistress wanted to attach them together or attach a leash to the collar in case she decided I needed to be restrained or punished for any infraction that may displease her. My metamorphosis into a she-male maidservant was almost complete.

Mistress Dominique then told me I would do whatever she desired or be punished, that I was Herr's to do with as she pleased since I was just a paltry little slut of a maid. She told me that as part of my disciplinary training she was going to affix a small chain to my wrist cuffs then to my collar and lock them there in order to limit my arm movement. I would be able to move them enough to carry out my chores but no more than that. She also required that I be disciplined in case I displease her, that she could be harsh mistress, if necessary, and that I should take care not to displease her.

She told me to go to her living room and wait there for orders as she had some friends coming over and she wanted to show off her new maid, that she wanted them to see what I could do. I did what she demanded. As I waited for her guests to arrive, I felt very excited in the tight fitting corset, high heels and my little maid's uniform and was anxious with anticipation and very nervous, almost weak. I could still feel the pens plug in my anus no matter how I moved and it was exhilarating.

The doorbell rang and I was told to answer the door. As I opened the door there was a man and a woman standing there, he in a suit and she in a short tight skirt and blouse. I politely curtseyed and invited them in. The man smiled and patted me on the ass as they walked through the doorway. I took them to my Mistress and she invited them in for drinks, which I was told to serve. I hurriedly walked to the kitchen, feeling my body move in my corset and the anal plug deliciously moving around in my ass. I returned with the drinks and carefully served each their drink, guests first then my lovely Mistress. I then stood near the table waiting for orders. The couple kept staring at me, they watched as my breasts moved up down with my breathing. I could feel them watching me although my collar did not allow me to move my head very much and when I did the little chain would rattle and Mistress would look at me sharply.

After about twenty minutes Mistress Dominique told me to retire to my room and wait. Some time passed, I don't know how long since I had no way of telling time. Then Mistresses' manservant came into my room and, without speaking a word, attached my wrist cuffs together with a heavy clasp device and then attached a chain leash to the D-ring on my collar and led me out of the room. I asked him where we were going and he told me to shut up, that I was not allowed to speak and that if I said anything else, Mistress Dominique would have me gagged so I could not speak. He led me down the stairs and into a large room in the basement.

The room was filled with bizarre looking devices, whips, and a large X shaped rack against the wall, a bed with tall brass posts at each corner. I could see a wardrobe of leather clothing of all types. Mistresses' manservant removed the chain from my collar but went to the rack on the wall an brought back a steel rod about 4 feet long and told me to spread my legs apart. He then attached the steel rod to the D rings on my ankle cuffs. My hands were still shackled and with the rod attached to my ankles, I was helpless, I could not move. I was scared, excited, and anxious as to what awaited me. My Mistress, appearing to be agitated, walked in followed be her two guests. Both had removed their clothes. Mistress ordered her manservant to remove my wrist cuffs and for me to put my hands behind my back, that I was to be disciplined. My arms were pulled behind my back and latched together then a leather belt, fitted with D rings, was pulled tightly around my waist and another leather strap was attached to my wrist cuffs through the D ring on the belt and then looped through the D ring on my collar back down to the buckle on my wrist cuffs and pulled tightly and secured. I felt as though my shoulders were going to be pulled out of their sockets. I was then told to bend over while her manservant held on to my shoulders keeping me from falling forward since the tight corset kept my back straight. I did not know what was to happen to me as my heart beat faster and faster.

Mistress Dominique ordered her manservant to remove his g-string, which he did exposing a very large, long, hard cock. I was frightened since he was just inches away from my face. Mistress told me to lick his cock and to suck it and that before it was over I would take his entire cock all the way in my mouth. I hesitatingly started to lick the big smooth, head of his pens and take it into my mouth as he began to groan with pleasure. With his hands on my shoulders he began to push his cock deeper into my mouth, I started to gag and he withdrew slightly and begin again, slowly.

While this was happening to me, Mistress told her male guest to "give the whore a try, little Rachael will not mind!" Oh, what were they going to do to me! He went behind me and lifted what little there was of my skirt exposing my little black panties. He slowly pulled them down to my thighs and pulled out the pens shaped butt plug. He then lubricated his big cock and walked up to my ass and began to ease his slippery cock inside me little by little. It hurt me, but I was also excited with sexual pleasure and pain. The manservant's cock was almost fully inserted in my throat and he was fucking my mouth as I sucked and Mistresses' male guest had fully inserted his big cock inside me and I was being fucked in my anus. I was totally helpless being bound as I was, but I had to do, as Mistress demanded. My knees were weak and I was a little shaky in my 5" heels. Finally both men came about the same time and I was forced to swallow the manservant's juices or be further punished. Both withdrew and Mistress quickly inserted my anal plug in me again and I was allowed to stand, however weak, while Mistress ordered her manservant to remove the steel rods and allow me to go to the bed for a few minutes and rest. Mistress Dominique was not finished, however, as her female guest had not yet participated in my disciplining. I was to lie on my back while Mistresses' manservant attached my ankle cuffs to heavy steel clips attached to the two bedposts at the corners of the foot of the bed. He then attached my wrist cuffs to the same type clips to the remaining bedposts and the head of the bed. Again I was completely helpless. Mistress's female companion walked to the bed and put her hand on the inside of my thigh. She was tall and slender with perfectly formed breasts and her pussy was covered by heart shaped mound of dark hair.

I wanted very much to touch her but could not move. My balls ached and my cock was hard and throbbing as it had been during the other ordeal I was forced to endure so as to please my Mistress. She climbed on top of me with her ass toward my face. She took my cock into her mouth and began to lick and suck it. She maneuvered her pussy over my face and sat, centering on my mouth. I had to lick her ass and pussy clean for her man friend, but I was not to cum, no matter what.

Mistress watched and enjoyed. Afterwards, Mistress released me from my bindings and attached a cock harness to my cock and balls. The harness stretched my balls apart making them rub against my stocking clad thighs and made my cock hard a rock. The harness also had a small D ring attached to it and a leash was attached to that so she could lead me around and give it a quick yank if necessary causing pain if I further displeased her. She then led me back to my room where I was told to undress, to remove my little uniform and shoes and nothing else and to get into bed. Mistress informed me that since this would be my first full night in her home she required that I remain in the bed. Again, she attached by legs and arms to the corners of the bed but did not stretch me as before. She said her manservant would check on me periodically to make sure I was in compliance and that tomorrow she needed to shop for some clothes and she required that I accompany her.

Even though I was exhausted from my ordeal I slept little that night. Whenever I moved my hips to try to get comfortable, I could feel the anal plug moving inside me and my body moving in the tight corset was thrilling. Mistress told me I would continue to wear a variety of corsets at all times as part of my training. I was to become a completely feminine and subordinate she male servant.

Next morning Mistresses' manservant came to my room and unlocked my feet and hands from their bindings. I was told to go to the dressing table and sit while Mistress Dominique came in and supervised my makeup and hair and polish on my new long fingernails. I put on a fresh pair of lacy panties and she brought out a red leather mini-skirt, which barely covered the tops of my stockings. She then picked out a frilly white sheer nylon blouse with long ruffled sleeves for me to wear along with a red 2" wide leather belt. I put on my gold hoop earrings, necklace and matching wide gold slave bracelets. Finally I put on my red 5" ankle strap high heels. I was ready for her to take me with her shopping.

I was excited and nervous about leaving the safety of her house and being in public where everyone could see me and think of me as a woman. I was so self-conscious about my size 38C breasts as they moved and bounced when I walked in my high heels, contrasting my slender waist and large hips. Seeing myself, though, in the mirror, I looked very sexy and felt aroused and very excited.

Mistress told me to go downstairs and wait for her outside that her manservant would drive us to town. I cannot describe the feeling of walking up or down stairs with the anal plug inside me, moving in me with every step.

Shortly, she met me and I opened the door for her and then we got in the car and drove to the mall where the specialty shop she frequented was located. We got out of the car and walked to the mall entrance. As we walked through the parking lot I noticed several people watching us. I felt self-conscious as my breasts bounced and my high heels gave me a little swing in my walk. I was embarrassed and delighted at the same time, that they really thought I was a tall, sexy looking woman. Mistress Dominique said to enjoy myself that this would not happen often as I had other duties to perform of at her home. She then reached down and put her hand on my ass and patted me in front of several people in the mall, I lowered my eyes in embarrassment, as I knew people were watching these two shapely, voluptuous women. Did they believe we were lesbian lovers? Did they think I was a whore or something?

The shop to which we were going was on the second level so we had to use the escalator to get there. As we went up, I knew there were a couple of men we had passed earlier were watching us and they were looking up my miniskirt at my panties and creamy white thighs and there was nothing I could do about it. Feelings inside me were being aroused and I could still feel the 5" butt plug inside me. I was almost in a constant state of ejaculation as my pens has remained hard between my legs held by my panties for a long time and walking made we want to cum in my panties. I dared not because soiling my new panties would displease Mistress and cause her to discipline me again.

We got to the specialty shop and I opened the door for Mistress Dominique and then walked in behind her, as a proper maid should. Everyone in the shop knew Mistress Dominique well and they also knew that I must certainly be her new maidservant. I waited as Mistress Dominique picked out several new pieces of very special clothes made of black latex and leather. One of the latex pieces was a complete body suit and one of the leather outfits was another ankle length gown, which would fully expose her breasts and her luscious ass. She also purchased a pair of 6" spike heel thigh length red patent leather boots. I hoped that these would be mine. I do know that she bought me a pair of pink latex panties but would not let me see them until we arrived home. She informed me they were very special and that I would enjoy wearing them. The items of clothing and boots were packaged and the boxes handed to me to carry for her.

We then left the shop but before we left the mall, Mistress Dominique wanted to get some coffee at one of the mall cafes. We went into one of the cafes that had tables near the big hallway and sat down. A male waiter approached our table and looked over these two tall, sexy, big-breasted women very closely. I was embarrassed at his looking me over, staring at my crossed black stocking clad legs in spike heels in a leather skirt and trying to look down my new blouse to see what he could see. Mistress Dominique quickly told him to bring some coffee and he did, right away. Mistress Dominique had given him a dirty look and I suppose he thought he'd better leave well enough alone, although I was aroused again and my balls were aching with desire for sex, any sex. Crossing my legs tightly didn't help much either but it was a sensuous feeling.

I knew better to say anything, so I kept my mouth shut but Mistress Dominique was well aware of my little moans of desire. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear that she could hear me and that I was embarrassing her and she would not have any of that. She told me to be prepared. She did not say for what, but I knew, I knew. While she was whispering in my ear she reached her hand up my skirt and tightly squeezed my balls and a sharp pain went through my groin. When she stood she told me to get her merchandise and follow her, I could see the waiter had seen what she had done. All I could do is get up and follow her, as she demanded.

We arrived at her home after a short ride and she angrily got out of the car telling me to quickly bring the boxes to the basement, which I did without pausing. I ran to the basement as best I could in my high heels and placed the boxes on the large table and waited for Mistress Dominique. She came into the room and ordered me to remove my skirt, blouse and panties. She them reached in the box and brought out my "surprise panties." They were pink latex panties but what I did not see until she told me to slip them on, was that a 6" long, 2" diameter pens butt plug was securely sewn into the rear. They were apparently made for a man to wear. She told me I would wear them from now on as part of my training even though the plug was much larger than my other one. She told me to bend over and she then removed my other butt plug by drawing it out quickly. It hurt when she pulled it out so fast. She then handed me a tube of K-Y jelly and told me to lubricate the plug in the panties.

She then ordered me to powder myself so as to ease putting on the rubber panties. Next, I pulled on the panties and slowly guided the plug to my anus. Oh, how it hurt. Once the anal opening was large enough to accept the 2" diameter tool, Mistress Dominique pushed it in quickly as I pulled the panties up to my waist. The 6" plug was completely inside me and it felt painful but smooth and cool. These were my "punishment panties" which I was to wear until allowed to remove them by Mistress Dominique and no one else.

Since I embarrassed her at the mall with my little moans, she told me she would not tolerate that in a maid and that she was going to teach me never to do that again. She told me to stand erect with my legs apart and my hands at my side. She placed the ankle cuffs on my ankles and my wrist cuffs on my wrists and she then slid a new pens gag into my mouth and buckled the strap behind my neck. This one was larger and longer than the first but I was able to take it with some discomfort, which she said was good, that I was going to suffer much more discomfort than that. She had only begun. She then took out the collar I had been forced to wear the night before and placed it around my neck severely restricting my head movement and she attached the chain leash to the D ring on the front of the collar.

She jerked on the chain and led me to the X shaped cross near the wall. It was suspended from the ceiling at both ends with chains and was resting at an angle to the floor. I did not know what this was and was getting frightened. She ordered me to get on the X shaped device and spread my legs and arms to each extension. By this time her manservant had joined us in the basement. He had changed his clothes and was back to wearing his gold g-string and high heel boots. She told him to attach my wrist cuffs to the heavy rings at the top and then my ankles to the rings at the bottom and to secure them well. He proceeded to lock the cuffs to the cross and handed the only key to Mistress Dominique who looked at me and smiled. He then secured a heavy leather belt around my waist through two large rings at the center of the X. I could not move I was completely secured to this strange device. I then realized she could raise or lower either end of the X placing me in any position she desired. She lowered the top end to about three feet above the floor and raised my feet a little higher than that.

She removed my gag and told me to say nothing. She then placed a rubber blindfold on me and I could see nothing but black and had no idea what was next. I was truly frightened. I was quivering with fright and desire at the same time. I could hear her call a man into the room and asked him to lie on the pad on the floor. She then had the X device flipped and I was hanging face down about 3 or 4 feet above the floor. I could hear the chains moving through the pulleys and felt myself being lowered, to what I did not know. A minute or so later I felt something I had felt the night before, the smooth slippery head of a very large cock trying to enter my mouth. I knew this one was different, as it was much larger than the night before. I could not move any part of my body and had no choice but to take as much of it as I could as I was being lowered onto it further and further. Mistress Dominique told me to lick and suck on it. I slowly worked my tongue around the smooth, hot head of this man's cock and sucked on the tip. Each click of the pulley lowered me a little further and the cock went deeper into my throat. She raised my feet allowing my head to be at an angle so I could take more and more of this large cock. Shortly, the entire length of this man's cock was deep in my throat and he was pumping it in and out fucking me until globs of cum shot into my throat.

Mistress Dominique then pulled on the chains again raising my head and told me to swallow all his cum. I was left hanging there for what seemed an eternity before being released and allowed to stand. Again, my legs were weak, especially in my high heels and my anal plug panties were hurting me. My blindfold was removed and what I saw next made me quiver. Mistress Dominique returned to the room accompanied by a tall black man with the longest cock I had ever seen; it must have been at least 10 inches long and it frightened me but there was nothing I could do. She ordered the man to take me to the brass railing at the foot of the bed and he did, leading me with the leash, which was still attached to my collar. She then told him to take one of the 4-foot steel rods and attach it to my ankle cuffs. Before he attached the steel rod I was told to remove my panties with the anal plug attached. I cried out in pain when they were removed but it quickly subsided. He then attached my ankle cuffs to the steel rod keeping my legs 4 feet apart exposing my anus. Two chains were attached to my wrist cuffs and I was pulled forward bending at the hips over the brass bed rail and then attached securely to the brass posts at the head of the bed. My anal hole was fully exposed and I new what was going to happen and pleaded with Mistress Dominique to stop that I could not take this, he was too large for me to take. My anus had not been trained long enough to take this large throbbing cock. Angrily, she slapped my ass with a leather belt and told me to shut up; she did not want to hear a thing out of me. She picked up the large gag and inserted in into my mouth and buckled the leather strap tightly at the back of my neck. All I could do was moan with anticipation of the pain that I knew was coming.

Being drawn tightly over the brass railing and with the collar still around my neck, I could not see what was coming up to my exposed rear, but I knew. I shuddered when I felt his large hand rest on my hip and I could feel him guiding his cock, which had been well lubricated, between my cheeks. It felt warm and slippery and when he found my hole he placed both hands on my hips and began to push his large black cock into my open hole slowly and I squealed with pain inside my gag so nothing was heard except a weak squeal and a shudder over my entire body. He pushed harder and harder and his cock went further and further into my ass. It wasn't long before he had entered me completely. Mistress Dominique then ordered him to fuck me, hard. He began pulling his cock out and then shoving it back into me, in and out. I felt as though he was going to push his cock all the way through me. I could feel this long, slippery, thick cock going in and out of me; I could feel it inside me as though he were trying to fill me with it. He kept pumping me harder and harder and I tried to scream but could not. I don't know how long this ordeal lasted but it seemed hours, although it could not have been that long. I heard him moan and he ejaculated inside me with what must have been huge amounts of his hot juices. He then withdrew from me and it seemed like an eternity before he finally removed his entire cock.

I was then released from my bonds but I was so very weak that Man had to assist me to my bedroom. He unlocked my wrist and ankle cuffs and loosened the laces on my corset allowing me to unhook the busks and remove it. After taking off all my clothes, I drew a hot scented bath. The feeling I had was luxurious; especially after all I had been through that day. My whole body ached but the hot perfumed bath was exactly what I needed to calm and sooth the pain.

After indulging in my bath for the longest time, I dried off, powdered myself with a heavenly scented powder and then put on a pretty black satin and lace bra and panties followed by my floor length sheer back nightgown and negligee and lastly, my 4" bedroom slippers. No one bothered me that evening so I was able to read a while and enjoy myself lounging on my bed and, after a while, I fell asleep.

Next morning Mistress came into my room somewhat angry that I was not yet awake and had not prepared her morning meal. I bowed my head to her asking for her forgiveness and told her it would never happen again. That was all well and good but if I were to be her slave, I would have to be punished. She told me to put on my garter belt and black stockings first then my black patent 5" pumps, which I did hurriedly. She then placed the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and locked them. Chains were then attached to my wrist and ankle cuffs, while I held the chains until she finished. She told me to go to the foot of my bed with my back toward her. She took the ends of the chains and attached them high on the bedposts stretching my arms to either side. The other ends were attached to the lower bedposts spreading my legs apart. She then reached up and torn off my panties and with a leather belt she began to whip me over and over until large red whelps appeared on my buttocks and I was whimpering uncontrollably. At ten lashes, she released me and left the room without saying a word. When she returned she was carrying a rubber bra and a black rubber garter belt for me to wear along with black rubber, thigh length stockings. I slid the stockings on over my freshly shaved legs and attached them to my garter belt and was about to ask for my panties when she told me to put the freshly cleaned "punishment panties" back on, that as long as I was being trained as a slave maid, I would wear them. So I was made to lubricate the plug and slip them on again guiding the 7" plug into my anal hole and pulling the panties all the way up as far as they would go, driving the tool inside me. I felt both pain and pleasure. Then she handed me a pair of black shoulder length; rubber gloves and told me to put them on. The smell of the rubber garments was strange to me, as I was almost fully encased in rubber. I then slipped on a new pair of red leather 6" high heel double ankle strap shoes. Mistress Dominique told me to go to the bed because I to be laced into a new corset. She brought out a very heavily boned red coutil 14" corset and placed it around my body and proceeded to lace it up. When she was finished she pulled and pulled on the laces tightening the corset making my waist smaller and smaller. She allowed me to rest for a while before she continued with my waist reduction. When she was finished, my waist was smaller than before, it had been reduced by 8 to 10 inches. My waist now measured about 22 inches and it was a little difficult to breathe but she told me I would have to get used to it. We went to the dressing table where my makeup was applied along with my cute little wig and my gold earrings.

She then informed me that I was to still wear the wrist cuffs and neck collar which she locked in place with a small lock but that later in the evening I was to be a model for her fashion show for a few of her friends and that I would be wearing several new outfits designed for "female" slaves. She then told me to put on my maid's uniform and clean the house because guests were coming that evening. I finished my house cleaning about 5 PM when Mistress Dominique called me to my room. She told me to get ready for her fashion show, as I was to be her only model. So, I disrobed completely and bathed again. I dried myself and powdered myself again with the dreamy smelling powder. She then handed me a new white shiny nylon bra and garter belt and told me to put them on along with my nylon stockings. Next came pink 5" heel pumps, which matched my pink lipstick and pink fingernails, and my pretty corset, which she tightly laced onto me. She then told me she had something special for that evening for me to wear because some of the clothing I was to be modeling required it.

It was a leather covered plastic affair that fitted over my crotch and pubic mound and tapered smaller towards the back that went between my legs. At the very end was another anal plug that was large in the middle, small at the tip and small at the base. The largest part being about 2 inches in diameter. This was lubricated and inserted between my legs and the plug pushed into my anus. The small taper at the base kept it firmly implanted in my ass while keeping my pens and balls from sight. She called it a gaff.

The first outfit she brought out for me to model was a beautiful, white beaded satin gown that looked almost like a wedding gown. It was a tight, form fitting full-length gown, which flared at the knees all the way to the floor. It had long sleeves with ruffles at the wrists and the high collar attached at the back of my neck. The gown accented my tiny waist and large breasts. What was different about this lovely gown was that there was an opening in the rear of the dress that normally would cover my buttocks.

This left my buttocks exposed. The gown fit tightly all the way to the knees and it was a little difficult to walk in it, so I had to take small steps. I was excited about modeling this pretty gown and it felt sensational wearing it even though my butt was exposed, but that made it feel even more sexy and Mistress Ann's guests loved it, especially when I was told to turn with my back to the guests.

Mistress Dominique said "Rachael, serve everyone their drinks before returning to your room to change clothes, it will give our guests more of a chance to see the gown and see more of you." Everyone giggled and I blushed. I went to the kitchen to get the drinks Man had prepared and placed them on a tray for serving. The guests had all been seated in sort of a semicircle so everyone could see the show and as I would bend over to serve them, my buttocks really showed themselves to everyone in the room. This excited me, as I would wiggle a little bit whenever I would bend over, knowing that people were watching. This pleased Mistress Dominique, as she knew her guests were being entertained. She then told me to go to my room and put on the next outfit and return. I went to my room; Man undressed me and told me to remove everything but my corset. He handed me the rubber garments that I had tried on earlier, the bra, garter belt, rubber stockings, and gloves. He then brought out a full body suit made of heavy red rubber. It had a high buckle collar and it covered my body from neck to my feet with long sleeves, open at the wrists. It had a long, two-way zipper that began at my navel down through the crotch and all the way up the top at the neck and the collar had three heavy buckles in the back. There were D rings attached to the neck, waist and shoulders. After finally getting the body suit on, I slipped on the shoulder length rubber gloves. Then Man brought out the red patent leather; thigh length 6" heel boots and laced me into them. They felt luscious.

He then attached my wrist and ankle cuffs, telling me this was all part of the outfit. Next, and finally, he placed a heavy rubber hood over my head that zipped up the back once it was fitted to me. The hood had eye openings and two small openings for each nostril but the mouth was fitted with a removable thick round leather covered plug that went into my mouth. It had a D ring at the top and the mouthpiece had a hole in the center and a small hose was attached to that from the outside. I did not know what it was for. I was now fully encased in rubber and it was hot. He attached my leash to the D ring on the collar and led me downstairs to where I was supposed to model the outfit not suspecting what was to take place. Instead of returning to the living room he led me to the basement and I was beginning to get scared, I had done nothing that deserved punishment or discipline from my Mistress.

Mistress Dominique and her guests were awaiting us and everyone stared as I was paraded around the room in my 6" heel boots. Mistress Dominique came to me and removed the mouth plug from the hood, reminding me not to speak. She said "Rachael, there are some men here that think you are beautiful in your outfits and some have mentioned they would like to make love to you, so I think I will let them have you, they can do whatever they wish." "Oh please, not again," I thought, "not this soon, there was so many of them."

They removed my hood and told me to put on my hoop earrings and freshen my lipstick. After that they led me to what looked like a stainless steel tilt table with a long phallus shaped thing in the center of a recessed type seat. It appeared to me about 8" long and about 3" in diameter and it was covered with K-Y jelly. I hesitated but they jerked my leash forward. The phallus could be raised or lowered with a lever at the side of the table; it also appeared to have a small hole in the tip. The phallus was lowered and they unzipped my suit from my navel to my lower back and told me to get on the table and place my buttocks in the cradle seat directly over the hole. They then placed my feet in the stirrups at the end and my hands in the arm extension holders at each side of the table. I was breathing heavily, my breasts were heaving and I was sweating profusely. They locked my feet and hands in place with heavy leather straps and then buckled a heavy leather strap, which was attached to the center of the table around my waist. One of the men placed a small round pillow under my neck pulling my head back and down and attached two straps connected to the table to the D rings on my collar. They strapped a blindfold over my eyes and strapped the pens gag in my mouth. They then placed a leather strap attached to the end of the table through the D ring on my hood and tightened it securely holding my head back firmly at an angle.

I was totally and completely immobile. I could move nothing. My body was centered over the hole where the phallus would raise or lower and one of the men began to turn the handle and I could feel this steel cyclopean object easing in between my cheeks, it was cold and slippery. I tried to move but could not stop the inevitable from happening to me. He turned the handle again and the steel phallus found my hole, I could not cry out, it went further and further inside my hole. He could speed it up or slow it down or he could run it in and out of me as he wished. He turned the crank several times very quickly and the thing rammed inside me so fast I almost fainted. I could not resist in any way; I was so tightly bound to the steel table.

Finally it was completely inside of me, this huge, slippery steel implement. Another of the men walked to the table and said he was going to remove my gag but if made a sound he would turn on the water and fill my insides with hot water, if I knew what he meant, and I did. Once he removed my gag the table was tilted with my head down and feet up. One of the men stuck his cock in my mouth and told me to lick him and suck him.

I did as he commanded and he proceeded to push his thick cock deeper and deeper into my mouth and began to fuck me; he came quickly and withdrew spewing his cum over my face. One of the women climbed on the table and straddled my throbbing and aching cock and lowered herself onto me and began moving her hips faster and faster. Before I could ejaculate into her she pulled away and my cum spilled over me and I could feel it oozing down around my crotch. Afterwards, they tilted the table in a vertical position and left me there while they all left the room. The steel phallus was still inside me and I was still tightly secured to the table.

Upon returning they leveled the table and unstrapped me and I thought my ordeal was over but they placed the gag back in my mouth and led me to another part of the room where some heavy rings were secured to the floor, a few feet apart. They forced me to my hands and knees. Two men grabbed my feet and chained them to the rings while two more secured my wrists to the remaining two rings. Still blindfolded and gagged I could not imagine what was to happen to me next. Everything was quiet for a while when they all seemed to come back into the room laughing and joking with Mistress Dominique. As they came closer, I could hear tiny taps on the concrete floor. I did not know what this was but suddenly I felt a cool wet something sniffing my rear, it was a dog, a very large dog. They let him sniff me and lick my anus and let him walk around me, sniffing, trying to figure out what this rubber-encased thing was fastened to the floor.

Suddenly, and to my horror, the dog was trying to mount me and he was slipping on the rubber suit I was wearing but he finally was able to grab hold and work his big long, sharp thorny cock into my hole. He found me and began fucking me; the pain of this thorny cock was horrendous. I wanted to faint but could not. He pumped me and pumped me for the longest time until his cock swelled so big and knotty that he got hung in me and could not pull out. He stayed in me for what seemed an eternity before he was able to withdraw from my throbbing hole. While this was going on, one of the men decided he wanted to play too, so he took off my gag and slipped under me between my anchored arms and pulled my head down onto his cock and I had to suck him and take his whole cock into my throat. He finally came inside me and I had to swallow his salty juices.

At this I was overcome with pain and weakness and fainted. When I awoke, it was morning and I was in my bed. The rubber suit and hood and been removed but I had been chained to the bedposts again. Mistress Dominique came into the room and sat next to me on the bed and placed her hand on my thigh and massaged me softly. She said, "Rachael, you have done well in your training so far, and, as you can see, I can be quite harsh. If you still wish to remain with me you will continue to do as I say and endure whatever I wish to do with you. You will be treated like the whore that you are, but if you want to stay, that is your decision."

"Oh yes, Mistress," I said, "I want to be your handmaiden and slave and I will do as you wish."

"Very well," she replied, unlocking my bindings, "Now get up and get dressed, I have some new clothing for you."

I walked to my dressing table and applied my makeup, picked out a fresh red nylon bra and garter belt and slid on my stockings. My corset was still on and I love the feeling of having it tightly laced around me. She brought me a new pair of black 6" ankle strap pumps that had two additional straps across my arch. These new shoes would keep my feet well arched; they fit me perfectly. The 6" heels take a bit of getting used to but it didn't take me long to do well in them. Mistress Dominique told me to stand and bend over; she then inserted my anal plug. She said before long my ass would be well trained to accept most anything she wished to put into me. She then handed me a new pair of panties, which had no back to them but was still able to securely hold by cock and balls from sight. I put on my maids uniform and thought we were through but Mistress Dominique reminded me that I still had to wear the wrist and ankle cuffs and my collar but that my new collar was only 2" wide and not as restrictive as the heavy 3" collar I had been forced to wear.

"Come with me, Rachael, we have something important to do since you have decided to stay, something that will make you permanently mine." I followed her downstairs and into the basement and was to stand between the rings mounted in the floor; I thought of the beast that had entered me the previous night and how painful it was and I suddenly became a little weak. She told me to remove my uniform and my bra. She attached my ankle cuffs to two of the rings and then lowered a chain from the ceiling and attached my wrists to it and pulled my arms high above my head, stretching me. The muscles in my legs were pulled tight. She inserted the pens gag into my mouth and secured the strap at the back of my neck. She told me she was going to have to pierce me so I could accept earring type hoops in my ears, and nipples. She first pierced my ears with a device designed for that and inserted two small earrings in the holes the device had made.

She then took out a bottle with a small nozzle on it and sprayed one of my nipples with a freezing solution to deaden the pain. She then inserted on sterile needle through my nipple and withdrew it. She took a small cotton ball dipped in alcohol and cleaned the blood from the tiny wound. She repeated the process on my other nipple. My piercing was complete.

She inserted two small gold hoops in my nipples and told me that I would wear them for a few days until the tiny wounds healed allowing them to be put on and removed easily. The only other clothing I would wear during that time was my corset, garter belt, panties, stockings and heels.

Several days passed without any infection and the rings actually felt good in me and I was able to put on the large gold hoop pierced earrings in my ears and enjoyed wearing them. Although my nipples were a little sore, I was able to put my bra and prostheses back on. It felt good to have my breasts again and I felt marvelous in my uniform and other garments that I would normally wear each day as I did my housework.

A few months passed and I was enjoying my life as a handmaiden to my lovely Mistress. One day Mistress Dominique told me that I had been doing a very good job for her and she wanted to take me out for drinks at a local bar. I was delighted and a little scared about going back out in public since it had been months since I had been allowed out of the house.

However, I bathed, shaved by body, powdered myself and put on my sweetest smelling cologne, teased my hair and put on my makeup. I put on my prettiest black nylon and lace bra and matching garter belt and slipped on my stockings and 5" blue pumps and buckled the ankle straps. Man tightly laced me into my Victorian style corset and then inserted my 5" pens anal plug after which I put on a pair of black nylon thong panties. Next came my blue leather mini-skirt, white satin blouse and blue 3" wide belt which looked superb around my small waist. I then put on my large gold hoop earrings, slave bracelets and my wide gold choker necklace. We arrived at the bar and there were quite a few people there, drinking and doing whatever else one does at a bar. Several of the men turned and stared as we walked in the door into the darkened bar. We went to the bar and Mistress Dominique ordered our drinks. As we sat and talked, I was aware of some of the men still staring at me, they could not keep their eyes off my large breasts and small waist and I was very self-conscious about it but Mistress Dominique told me not to worry about it because if something happened it would only be because she allowed it to happen. A tall, well built man walked up and sat beside me and spoke and I guess, figuring the way I was dressed, thought I was looking for a man for the evening. Mistress Dominique told me not to resist him or speak to him but he put his hand on my knee and began to rub me, gently moving his hand further up my leg under my short skirt and my flesh above my stocking tops. I closed my eyes and moaned slightly, he knew he was turning me on. But what would he do when he found out what I really was, I was scared but I was excited. He moved his hand around my inner thigh and finally worked his way to my panties and was surprised by what he found; a rock hard cock, but he smiled and kept up his massage.

I opened my legs further apart and slowly licked my lips and moaned. I looked at Mistress Dominique and she looked me straight in the eye and gave me a wicked little smile, as though this had been planned. She asked the man if he liked what he saw and he replied he did. She then asked him to join us for a small party at her home. Mistress Dominique allowed him to take me in his car back home. During the trip he had me sit close to him. He told me I must do as he said or he would tell Mistress Dominique. I did not want to be punished again so I complied. He told me to unzip his pants and pull out his cock and suck him off. I leaned over between his flat stomach and the steering wheel and took his cock into my mouth and began to lick and suck it. He put his right hand behind my head and slowly pushed me downward causing me to take more and more of his cock in my throat and made me work my head up and down. He finally came with a loud moan and shot his juices deep into my throat, I swallowed all of it. He was pleased with my performance and he told me to sit up as he worked his right hand under my skirt and was massaging my cock through my panties, which had become wet with my own juices. When we got to Mistress's home, he took my hand and led me inside where Mistress Dominique was waiting. They took me to the living room where we had more drinks, this time served by Man. I was getting high on the 4 drinks I had. He sat next to me on the couch while Mistress Dominique watched seated in her large plush high back chair. He put one arm over my shoulder and rested his hand on my breast while he worked the other hand under my skirt and began to massage me again. I started to move my hips back and forth wanting more. He then turned to me and kissed me hard and wet on the lips, working his tongue in and out of my mouth.

I was getting so excited and working my hips harder and harder and forcing my tongue into his mouth. I reached over and with one hand unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock and gripped it hard and worked my hand up and down. He stopped suddenly then stood up pulling off his pants and underwear. He took me by the hand, pulled me up and took me behind the couch and had me bend over the back of it. He pulled my skirt up over my ass and ripped off my panties and pulled out my butt plug. He put his pens between my cheeks trying to find my hole. He tried to penetrate me but he was too big and I could not take him so Mistress Dominique gave him a tube of K-Y jelly and he lubricated my hole and his large cock and tried again. This time he was able to penetrate me slowly. He was hurting me but I wanted him in me all the way. I undulated my hips in sort of a screwing motion and he pushed more and more of himself into my hole. Then he put his hands on my hips and started fucking me hard. This time I truly wanted to be fucked, as a woman, not as a man. Being a man was the last thing I wanted, I wanted to be a woman. The man came in me and withdrew and I was spent. He thanked Mistress Dominique, kissed me lightly on the lips and drove away. Mistress Dominique helped me upstairs to my room and sat me on the bed. She told me I had pleased her since I had been there and had endured much and she was proud of her comely handmaiden. She said there was one more thing to be done in order to complete my transformation into a she-male. While she wanted me to remain a man, she wanted me to have breast implants, which would give me large breasts. I had been taking large amounts of female hormones and I could see that my breasts were enlarging and my skin was smoother and curves more round and feminine. I also had undergone many long sessions of electrolysis to remove my body hair. She said if I did this, I could stay with her and I would not have to worry about a place to live, money, or anything, that this would be my home but that I would forevermore be her slave. I said I would do as she asked, so she set up an appointment for me with her surgeon.

We entered the clinic and a nurse escorted me to a small operating room. Mistress Dominique had taken care of all the consultations with the surgeon and I agreed to take the largest available implants, which would give me about a size 38C bust.

I woke up in my room in the clinic a few hours after the surgery and had bandages around my chest but I could see even though I was bandaged, that I had ample breasts. Mistress Dominique told me that this doctor was the best and for me to take it easy for a while. I stayed in the clinic for a few days and was able to return home. About a week later the doctor came to Mistress's home to remove my bandages and what he found was astonishing. My new breasts were perfectly formed, firm and bouncy and stood out beautifully. I reached up with my hands and cradled them. How marvelous they felt. I got up from my bed and walked across the room watching them as they swayed and bounced with every step. I could not have been more elated and deliriously happy. Mistress Dominique was very pleased as she walked up to me and placed her hands on my breasts and squeezed my nipples sending luscious pain through my body. I cannot describe my feelings. Doctor said that the tiny scars at the base of each breast would soon go away and that they could not be seen anyway. I thanked him for his magnificent work, I told him if every I could do something "special" for him to let Mistress Dominique know.

I asked Mistress Dominique for permission to put on my lingerie, especially a bra so I could get used to the size and weight of my gorgeous new breasts. She told me to go ahead and dress. I picked out a very pretty red nylon and lace front closure 38C bra with satin straps. The cups fit perfectly and I felt so good seeing my new firm breasts in my bra. Mistress Dominique said that she had a large collection of bras with many in my size and that I was welcome to model them for her. I was so excited I wanted to start now and she agreed with a giggle.

But first, I had to put on my garter belt, stockings, panties and be firmly laced into my red satin brocade Victorian corset which I adore.

I then slipped on my red 6" ankle strap pumps and buckled the straps around my ankles. I also asked to have my long anal plug inserted into my anus. What an incredible feeling I was experiencing having these feminine garments on my body and the feeling of my beautiful new breasts swaying slightly with my every movement. My nipples had gotten hard and sensitive; I could not keep my eyes away from my breasts. I was like a child with new toys, only these toys were of my flesh. The first bra she picked out for me was a black half-cup demi-bra with red satin half cups that would support my breasts from beneath. I slipped it on and held each breast and let them fall naturally into each cup. My pretty breasts looked even larger and the sensation was marvelous when I paraded around the room for Mistress. How beautiful they would look in a low cut dress as they stood out so proudly! They bounced with each step and I could feel my cock getting hard. I knew this would be my favorite bra since it matched my corset and other undergarments.

The next bra was a red full bra of stretch satin with black lace trim on the edges of each cup. This bra was open at the nipples. When I slipped it on and let my breasts fill the cups, my nipples protruded proudly through the holes. It was a very sexy bra and I felt even sexier modeling it. Mistress Dominique said that we should stop for right now, that she would have some friends over for a brassiere fashion show featuring her handmaiden as the model. I was elated and hoped I would do well as a brassiere model and not be embarrassed in front of people who had only seen me previously as a man dressed as a woman. Now I was male and female, a she-male, but felt more female than male.

That evening I bathed and put on my full makeup. I put on my prettiest red garter belt and black stockings and my red, thigh length 6" heel lace-up boots, and was then tightly laced into a red wasp-waist corset and slipped on a pair of sheer nylon red thong panties. I had not worn this type of corset before and it reduced my waist size to a spectacular 22 inches. It took me a little while to get used to this very tight corset because at first it was a little difficult to breathe.

I looked at myself in the mirror and was elated at the sight of my tiny waist and beautiful breasts. I truly consider myself to be a very desirable woman.

Later, when the guests arrived, about six couples, I was ready to show off my new figure, especially my beautiful new breasts. Mistress Dominique wanted me to reveal them in all their glory first before modeling my bras. She placed two small hoops in my nipples and then she attached a short gold chain to them. Still in my wasp-waist corset and boots, I walked to the den where the couples were seated. The corset and heels gave me a girlish swing to my walk. Mistress Dominique had spent some time with me teaching me how to walk properly in high heels helping me to develop a girlish gate, which I did, with much pleasure. As I walked my breasts would bounce and sway slightly and I was eager to show them off to the guests.

Mistress Dominique told me she had acquired a new apparatus, which she wanted me to try on. It was like a bit that one would place in a horse's mouth but smaller, it was a harness type thing. She slipped it over my head and placed the metal bit into my mouth and then fitted the leather straps behind my neck and another over my face. It had two small straps attached to either side of the bit that fit on each side of my nose and joined at the top then over the top of my head and attached to the larger strap and the back of my neck. Also attached to either side of the bit were two leather reins about five feet long. This, indeed, was something new. Lastly, she placed the wrist cuffs on my wrists and attached the two together behind my back.

She took hold of the reins and led me like a pony into the room where her guests were seated; several gasps were heard as she led me around the room. She stopped in front of one of the women who had not been able to keep her eyes off me. She stood and softly fondled my breasts until my nipples hardened. She removed the hoops from my nipples and bent down and began to lick and suck them; I moaned with pleasure. As she would bite me pain would shoot through my quivering breasts. As Mistress Dominique pulled me away, the woman said she would have me later. She led me to the center of the room where she took the reins behind me and pulled them down thru the link on the wrist cuffs pulling my head back, but not so far back that it hurt but enough that I could not bend my head forward. She then instructed me to spread my legs about 3 feet apart and told everyone that wished, to inspect her pretty maid. As they gathered around feeling me, touching me, fondling and sucking my breasts, and fondling my rock hard cock, I was delirious with pleasure. They would slide their hands down the side of my corset feeling my small waist and the small of my back.

One of the men came to me from behind and put his arms around me and cradled my breasts, squeezing my nipples hard sending a wonderful pain thru my body. I could feel his hard cock between the cheeks of my ass as he kissed the back of my neck and shoulders. I wanted his cock inside me in the worst way. He placed one hand on my pubic mound while holding one of my breasts in the other and pulled me back to him. I arched my back and slowly undulated with his cock between my cheeks, it was driving me crazy. Slowly I turned and pressed tightly against him; he removed my bit and kissed me hard as he pushed his tongue in my mouth and I did the same. I kneeled down, took the large head of his pens with my tongue as he slowly pushed it further and further into my throat. He started to fuck me in the mouth further and further until he released all his juices and I swallowed all of it. He then had me stand and bend over. He attached my wrist cuffs to each of my ankle cuffs so I could not straighten up. He then walked behind me and guided his cock into my hole while he held on to my hips he fucked me in my ass until he came again and again inside me. I, too, ejaculated and my juices ran down my legs. What a delightful feeling! When he finished I was allowed to stand, clean up a bit and rest for a few minutes.

Mistress Dominique wanted the "show" to begin, so I was taken to my room where several outfits had been laid out for me to model, mostly lingerie. She helped to remove all my clothing and tightly laced me into a beautiful white satin corset. I then put on a white lace garter belt with long white stockings and a pair of 5" white satin heels. Next came a white half-cup nylon and lace bra, which pushed my breasts upward perfectly. Lastly, Mistress Dominique placed a studded, white patent leather 3" obedience collar around my neck and matching wrist cuffs on my wrists. She had me put my arms behind me and attached the wrist cuffs together. She then attached her chain to my collar and led me back to where the guests were waiting. She wanted everyone to feast his or her eyes on me and I enjoyed it although I was not allowed to show it. She hurried the pace somewhat so I was having to sort of trot to keep up. Everyone was delighted to watch my breasts bouncing up and down and swaying side to side as I was being quickly pulled along with the leash. Everyone was completely dressed except for me but I was not too embarrassed. Mistress Dominique took me back to my room and I took off my bra and put on a pair of sheer white thong panties and a beautiful, long flowing, very sheer white negligee with lace ruffled long sleeves and a white satin yoke that tied at the neck with a tiny satin ribbon. It left nothing to the imagination as you could see thru it quite easily. She told me I could go and mingle among the guests, serve them if asked, but do nothing to embarrass her. Nothing!

As I walked among the guests and engaged in small talk, I could see eyes wandering and staring at me, particularly at my breasts thru the negligee. My nipples were hard and very sensitive and I felt wonderful. If someone wished to touch me there, there was nothing I could do but let them and several did. Both men and women would reach inside the open front negligee and fondle my breasts and squeeze my nipples. One of the women walked up to me and put her arms tightly around my waist and drew me to her. She began to lick my nipples and take them in her mouth and suck them while squeezing them with her hands. She was driving me crazy and I wanted her so much. She was tall and extremely well built with long black hair and dark brown eyes. She looked very sexy in her tight; silver sequined low cut gown, which displayed her ample breasts. She spoke with Mistress Dominique for a short while and returned. She held my leash and pulled me along with her into the hallway and into one of the guest bedrooms. "Undress me, slowly, Rachael," she said. She turned with her back toward me and lifted her long hair and I slowly unzipped her gown. She was wearing no bra but she too was wearing a tightly laced satin corset and garter belt with black stockings, but no panties. She turned and faced me; her breasts were beautiful and firm. Reaching up, she untied the small ribbon at my neck and opened the negligee and pushed it off my shoulders letting it fall to the floor. She told me her name was Jennifer and that she wanted to make love to me as she reached down and gently kissed my breast. I told her I was a little nervous about this, that I was scared my Mistress would not like it, but she said she had Mistress Dominique's approval and that she was staying the night.

She unlaced my corset and went to her dressing table and took out a new corset I had not seen before. It was a 13" black with red lace trim brocade but had a heavy satin strap that went from the front thru the crotch and laced in the back. She laced me into the new corset and then she took the strap and placed it over my cock, which she slipped thru a hole in the strap, and then she laced the strap onto the back of the corset. My cock was hard and standing straight out being kept hard by the tight hole in the strap. She then told me to go lie on the bed, on my back. She lay down beside me kissing my lips and breasts and lower where she licked and sucked my cock until it was rock hard. Jennifer then slowly mounted me, guiding my cock into her wet pussy. She began to undulate her hips and rocking herself backward and forward with her hands on my breasts and mine holding her hips. We both came about the same time with tumultuous orgasms. After we lay there for a few minutes she told me to get up and bend over the side of the bed. She then strapped on a long firm plastic pens shaped dildo and lubricated it with KY jelly and began trying to work it into my hole. It must have been about 8 inches long and about 2 1/2 inches in diameter and it hurt me as she slowly and gently worked it into my hole. Once the head was in me she held onto my hips and pushed it further into me and began to fuck me harder and harder. I felt like it was going to come out the other side she was fucking me so hard. I straightened up slightly and arched my back so I could take more of it as she drove it further and further into me.

After about five minutes she stopped and withdrew the phallus from me and it felt good coming out and I felt relieved. Jennifer then told me she, too, was a hard mistress and that she was going to borrow me from Mistress Dominique, who had already agreed to let Mistress Jennifer do with me as she pleased. I had no choice in the matter so I reluctantly agreed to do whatever she desired.

Mistress Jennifer removed my corset and I was left with nothing but my stockings. She replaced my harness and bit so I could not speak and placed a very wide, about eight inches, black patent leather belt around my waist, drew it tightly and buckled it in back. The belt was studded and had D rings on each side and in the front. She handed me a black leather garter belt and told me to attach my stockings to it. Next, came shoulder length shiny black leather gloves and two 3" wide leather cuffs, which she placed around each arm just above my elbows. She then attached the cuffs to the D rings on my belt allowing my arms to move only from the elbow.

She also attached a 4" wide studded black leather collar around my neck, locked it and attached a leather strap to the back of the collar to a D ring on the back of my belt and pulled it snugly, keeping my head erect. For the final touch she pulled out a 6" pens shaped butt plug to which was attached to a furry tale about three feet long and pushed it into my hole. Before being taken from her bedroom she placed a pair of silver, ankle strap 8" heel pumps with 2" platforms on my feet and buckled the straps since I could not sit down with my adorable new tail. These remarkable shoes were a little strenuous to walk in at first but I quickly got used to them. The ankle straps were about one inch wide and had four smaller straps across the arch, they also were equipped with small D rings and locks on the wide straps. Mistress Jennifer took hold of my reins and prodded me along walking in front of her. She could control my movement just by pulling on the reins, a pull on the left rein and I was to turn left a pull on the right rein and I was to turn right. If she pulled both, I was to stop, just as I was a pony. She also had a riding crop, which she could use if she deemed necessary to make me do anything she wished.

She took me, her new pony girl, to the den where everyone seemed to be enjoying Mistress's party. All eyes were on me and my new outfit which none had seen before.

They were all delighted and giggled over my long tail. Mistress Jennifer had me hold a serving tray and serve drinks to the guests while she guided me with the reins. Bending over to serve each seated guest, I began to feel sheepish with my naked breasts moving as I walked in my hi-heels being led like a pony. When I was finished, instead of letting me relax or rest, she detached my cuffs from the waist belt and attached my wrists together and attached them to a chain she had suspended from the ceiling. Mistress Jennifer then took one of the three foot metal rods and attached it to the small D rings on my shoe's ankle straps keeping my legs spread apart and left me standing in the middle of the room with my hands over my head being held by a chain. She did that so I could not move about and so that anyone who wished could touch or feel me in whatever manner they wished.

Several delighted in tugging on my tail, while one woman put whipped cream on my breasts and enjoyed herself licking them clean and sucking my erect nipples. In about an hour I was detached from my bonds and told to go to my room, that they were through with me for the evening.

Before retiring, Mistress Jennifer helped me to remove her "toys" she had put in and on me, kissed me hard on the lips and told me to go. Once in my room, I slipped on a pair of pink lace panties and a short, pink, see-thru nightie and went to bed for some much needed sleep.

Next morning, I bathed, powdered, put on my makeup and did my hair, teasing it a little. I put on my red satin half-cup bra, red garter belt and black stockings and was again tightly laced into my red satin corset. I pulled on my red satin thong panties and lastly my cute little black satin maid's uniform and black 5" pumps. I went down stairs to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for Mistresses Dominique and Jennifer and stood by as they ate and had their coffee. They told me that afterwards they were going shopping and I was to go with them and that I should go get ready.

I returned to my room and removed my uniform, bra and panties. I lubricated and inserted my plastic gaff. I then pulled on a pink cire and spandex top, which fit very snugly and showed my feminine figure quit well, particularly my breasts as they strained against the fabric. I then slipped into a short, pink full skirt and a white petticoat followed by a baby blue 3" wide leather belt. The skirt and petticoat fit about 4 inches above my knees, only slightly below the tops of my stockings. I was anxious to wear this little outfit, it looked very sexy. The pullover top was low cut and had long sleeves with ruffles at the wrists. I then put on my gold slave bracelets, large gold hoop earrings and my wide gold choker necklace, which Mistress Dominique requires me to wear in public. Finally, I put on my light blue leather 5" spike heeled knee-hi lace up boots. Having to wear nothing but hi-heels over the months, I had become quite an expert at walking in these marvelous shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was very pleased.

The pink with baby blue accents looked pretty and innocently seductive. I felt sexy, especially since I wore no bra or panties, only my gaff, under my skirt and it would not take much for someone to look up my skirt and the thought of that was exciting. Even if I were to bend over a wee too much someone in front could get an eyeful of my breasts and someone behind me would certainly get an eyeful of my rear-end. Before leaving my room, I put on some hot pink lipstick and gloss and applied pink pearl polish to my now long fingernails. I felt wonderful. Mistress Dominique looked marvelous in her tight brown leather dress and 5" boots while Mistress Jennifer was wearing a white satin blouse and a knee length, red leather skirt with matching belt and red 5" pumps.

We arrived at the mall and went to the specialty shop where Mistress Dominique had taken me before. Going up the escalator, I was too aware that people watching us from below and I knew they were looking up my short skirt since I was behind Mistresses Dominique and Jennifer. I would step up to the next step on the escalator and could feel the butt plug move inside me and I was excited and loved every minute of it. I knew I had something they wanted but could not have, that is, unless my Mistress agreed to let them have me.

We arrived at the shop and I was allowed to look around while Mistresses Dominique and Jennifer talked with the proprietor, about what, I did not know. There were all sorts of lingerie and clothing on display in the front part of the store but the very special items were in a back room away from public view. These were the items I wanted to see. There were specially designed bras from satin to leather and latex along with specialty panties, garter belts shoes and boots with spike heels. They also had many beautiful skirts, blouses and dresses made of satin, leather, rubber, many with breast and or butt cutouts. Many were sequined or were gold or silver lame'. I found many I wanted to try on. There were also several corset designs and colors. These especially excited me, as I adore wearing my corsets.

Shortly Mistresses Dominique and Jennifer came out of the proprietor's office with the woman who runs the shop. Mistress Dominique informed me that I was to be fitted for a complete bridal trousseau from lingerie to wedding gown. I was surprised since she did not tell me why.

I was taken to a fitting room and told to remove my clothing, everything, except my gaff, which I did. I stood there naked and waited while the three women discussed what was to be done. They first handed me a white satin and lace garter belt and a pair of sheer white stocking and told me to put them on. Next came matching thong panties. I felt better having at least some clothing on even though it was just lingerie. I was bare breasted since they said my dress did not require a bra. Then the woman, her name was Deirdre, brought out a beautiful pair of white patent, thigh high lace up boots with 5" spike heels and I was laced into them. The boots were very sexy but would be hidden under my gown. Next came a gorgeous full length white wedding gown.

It had a lace covered satin bodice and was backless to just below my waist, enough to cover my garter belt. The top of the bodice had underwire cutouts, which fit under each breast, and the top was a very sheer see thru with a hint of thin lace. The sheer top began just under my breasts covering them and it fastened behind my neck with a two-inch satin collar with tiny pearls sewn on. Although it covered my bare breasts, it left nothing to the imagination; it was almost like wearing nothing at all over my breasts. The satin outer skirt covered yards and yards of taffeta and organza making a very full flowing skirt. Then came white nylon and spandex shoulder length gloves followed by a thin lace veil, which covered my face and flowed over my shoulders and down my bare back. My jewelry was nothing more than pretty cascading pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. They had me stand in front of a full-length mirror for a final fitting check. They were very pleased at what they saw and so were I. It was probably the most feminine and sexy gown I had ever seen and I was wearing it. Mistress Dominique then told me I was to be wed in this gown as she had planned a private wedding for her slave-girl in her home but did not tell me to whom I was to wed.

The gown was removed along with my garter belt, boots and stockings. Again, I was naked. I was told to wait as the rest of my trousseau was being brought to the fitting room. Deirdre brought in several pieces of lingerie all of which I had to try on, as all had to be approved by my Mistress. The first piece was a black heavily boned satin 13" corset fitted with six garters. I slipped on my black stockings and a pair of 4" satin bedroom slippers and was then tightly laced into this marvelous new corset pulling my waist to 24" and they attached my stockings to my garters.

My panties were a black see thru string bikini with a very sheer back and my bra was a black satin and lace half-cup bra which gave much uplift to my ample breasts. Both bra and panties were breakaway design, which would come off easily if pulled. Nice if someone is in a playful mood or a punishing mood since the garments would not be torn or damaged if ripped off. The last piece of this outfit was an extremely sheer full length black negligee with long sleeves and was fastened only at the neck by a satin ribbon. The feeling of the negligee falling over my breasts was luxurious.

My next outfit for the boudoir was a red nylon and lace baby doll with a short lace jacket and thong bikini panty. The final outfit I was to try on was a red satin with black trim bustier with attached garters and little red string bikini panties. I adored this sexy little bustier.

Mistress Dominique said she would take them all but there was one more piece of street attire she wanted me to try on. It was a shiny blue vinyl, short sleeve, tight fitting sheath mini-dress that had a front zipper from neck to below the waistline. Accessories were shoulder length satin gloves and black nylon stockings held up by the six garters on my new corset. The dress was cut to about three inches above my knees and it matched my blue boots perfectly. It felt incredible wearing this shiny vinyl attire; I felt terribly sexy and quit horny.

I wanted to wear it out of the store but Mistress said I would have to wait. I put my own clothes back on as Mistress Dominique completed her business with Deirdre and we left the shop. All the clothing was to be delivered the next day. As we walked away from the shop, Mistress Jennifer said I would make a lovely bride. She looked at me with a mischievous grin, put her hand on my lower back and patted me on my bare ass after she slipped her hand underneath my short skirt. I don't know if we were seen but I'm sure someone must have seen her but it excited me. I still had no idea what exactly was going to happen other than I was to be a bride; to whom or what I did not know!

We arrived home and I was told to take the parcels into the house, while Mistresses Dominique and Jennifer went into the den telling me to prepare coffee for them after I put away the parcels we brought with us. My two mistresses chatted quietly, I was not privy to what they were saying but they would glance at me occasionally. I began to get a little apprehensive. Mistress Dominique told me to go to my room and remove my pullover, skirt and boots but leave everything else on, which I did at once. I sat at my dressing table and freshened my makeup and waited there with only my corset, stockings and bra with my gaff still inside me.

Shortly, they came into my room and told me to stand. Mistress Jennifer placed a chain around my waist and fastened it in back. They then put my wrist and ankle cuffs on me and gave me the 8" platform heels and told me to strap them on.

I do love these shoes but they are a little strenuous to walk in at first but I had worn them before and was a little familiar with them. Afterwards, they attached a three-foot chain to my ankle cuffs and attached a longer chain to the middle of it and brought it up behind my back and looped it over my waist chain then between my legs and latched it to the front of my waist chain. She took another small chain and attached it to the middle of the chain binding my wrists then latched it also to the front of my waist chain where she locked them with a small padlock.

I could walk but I had to take small steps and I had limited arm movement. They then placed my 3" leather collar around my neck and locked it in place. Mistress Dominique said I needed additional training since I was to become not only a bride but also a subservient slave bride. She then put my little satin maid's apron around my waist and told me to start my housework and if she needed me she would call me. I went about my cleaning and dusting although with difficulty being so severely bound and wearing 8" heel platform shoes; I suppose that is why they forced me wear them. Finishing that, I had to prepare their dinner, which I served to them promptly at 7 PM.

Mistress Dominique and Jennifer had been in the basement most of the afternoon working on something. I had a feeling that I was to find out what after dinner. When they finished their meal they did, in fact, take me to the basement playroom and showed me the new "rocking horse" they had completed. This was no child's rocking horse but built for an adult with one thing different about it. It had a moveable 6" leather pens shaped dildo in the middle of the leather saddle which could be easily moved from front to back to accommodate a man or a woman. It was clear why they wanted me to see it. I was going to be the one to test it and I must admit it looked quite fascinating. They removed my leg and waist chains and my gaff, which had been in me all day. They then smeared the dildo with K-Y jelly and I was told to mount the saddle and stand in the stirrups. I was then told to sit down slowly and as I did I could feel the cool dildo slip between my cheeks. I maneuvered myself around a little until it found my hole and I slowly lowered myself all the way onto the saddle with entire device inside me. They then placed a wide leather belt around my waist to which was attached four leather straps which they attached to rings on the saddle, two in front of me and two in back and pulled them tightly, holding me securely in place on the saddle. It felt exquisite, the smooth leather saddle between my legs and the phallus inside me. Suddenly, Mistress Dominique flipped a switch and the horse started moving in an up-down, back and forth movement, although not violently. I could feel the phallus moving around inside me as my whole body jerked frontward and backwards and from side to side.

It was quite a ride and one I won't forget. When they finally let me get off, they had me clean the phallus and re-lubricate it and move it slightly forward, as they wanted to try it also. It was delightfully fun. Both rode the "horse" until they climaxed. I was pleased they let me enjoy the experience with them. My Mistress is not a "cruel" mistress but she is firm and very dominating and she does not beat me and she enjoys watching me endure the sexual punishments she frequently inflicts on me and I do love her. She did permit me to have a drink with her and Mistress Jennifer later that evening and I was allowed to retire to my bedroom afterwards.

I slipped into my long pink nightgown and went to bed, I was so tired and I did not know what the next day would bring. I slept little that night.

I was awakened early the next morning and was told that today was to be my wedding day and that I should bathe, shave my legs and the rest would be done for me. When I finished my luxurious bath I entered my bedroom and there were Mistresses Dominique, Jennifer and Deirdre waiting for me. I stood in the center of the room while they powdered me and sprayed my chest, breasts, stomach, public mound, wrists, and behind my knees with the most provocative fragrance one could imagine, it was marvelous!

They sat me down at my dressing table and expertly applied my makeup and nail polish and fixed my hair into the cutest little shag cut style. Deirdre then placed a garter belt around my waist and fastened it in back, after which I pulled on my sheer white stockings and attached them to the garter belt. I was then laced into my new, white patent thigh high 5" heel lace-up boots. Boots seemed strange under a wedding dress, but then this was a bizarre wedding, about which I knew nothing.

With my legs spread apart, they inserted my gaff to conceal my cock. As they leisurely inserted my gaff I reached up and cradled my precious breasts with each hand, massaged them and watched my nipples grow hard and could not help undulating my hips slightly. Mistress Dominique slapped me hard on the ass and told me to be still which I did, but with a giggle. She got two small gold hoop earrings and inserted them into my pierced nipples. She said they would look very enticing under the see-thru top of my wedding gown. They assisted me into my elegant gown and pulled it up to just underneath my breasts, pulling the sheer top over my breasts and buttoned the collar behind my neck. Pulling the bodice tight, Deirdre buttoned the three small buttons in the back just above my rear end. They placed my dangle pearl earrings on my ears and fitted my bridal veil over my head. I slid on my long white gloves and was handed a small bridal bouquet and was taken downstairs to await the ceremony. I still had not been told whom I was to wed, but I had to do whatever Mistress wanted me to do; I was, after all, her slave.

I was put in the den alone to wait for what was to come. Mistress Jennifer came to me when the music started and adjusted my veil over my face. "Rachael, my darling little handmaiden, your are absolutely beautiful, you make a very lovely bride," she said. She then escorted me from the den, down the hall to just outside the living room. I was anxious and my knees were wobbly. The wedding march began and I entered the living room to have Mistress Dominique, dressed in a black satin tuxedo, take my arm and escort me down the isle between the rows of chairs which had been set up for the ceremony. I held my bridal bouquet in front of me at waist level as we walked slowly down the isle. There must have been 20 or 30 people in attendance, some of whom I had seen before, but many were strangers to me. I could hear comments as to "how beautiful she looks." I smiled and began to feel much better. My breasts were covered not only by the sheer top of my dress but also my veil and not easily seen but they felt magnificent moving under the very sheer nylon.

As we approached the altar where a man stood dressed as a minister, I looked slightly to the right and saw a most handsome young man. He was slender, about 22 years old and about six feet tall. He had a dark tan with brownish blond hair and deep blue eyes. Was he to be my master, even for a short time? The minister asked who was giving this woman in matrimony, Mistress Dominique answered, "I do", and stood away from me. Then, to my delight, the young man stepped forward and stood next to me, looked at me and smiled and I smiled blushing as he took my hand.

The minister began, "Do you, Jonathan, take this lowly she-male, Rachael, to do with as you please, to debase and humiliate her, to command and dominate, to enslave her with whatever devices you require to preserve her strict obedience and subservience to you, her lord and master?"

Jonathan replied, "I do."

The minister continued, "Do you, Rachael, she male slave and maidservant, vow to subjugate yourself, your entire body and being to your slave-master, Jonathan, to perform, without question, all that is demanded of you as an insignificant slave girl?"

With my head lowered and somewhat embarrassed, I replied, "I do." I had not anticipated vows such as that.

After the "I do's" the minister said, "you may kiss your slave-bride." The young man, whose name I only learned during the wedding ritual, Jonathan, lifted my veil and revealed my stunning breasts with the little gold hoops in my nipples and the smile on his face was like nothing I had ever seen. He was in absolute awe at what he saw, my big; beautiful breasts, there for all to see. My nipples with their little golden hoops could now be easily seen thru my gown. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me toward him holding me tightly and kissing me on the lips pushing his tongue deep into my mouth. I could feel his cock getting hard under his trousers. He whispered to me that I was very beautiful and that my perfume was making him very eager!

Did he know about me, had he been told?

We hurriedly walked down the isle back to the den when Mistress Dominique told me that we would definitely be going on a short honeymoon but that there was a reception first. We all enjoyed the reception, meeting several new people, most of which, male and female alike could not keep their eyes off me as I mingled through the crowd. I was still in my wedding gown. I asked Mistress Dominique if it would be all right for me to change clothes before we departed, I wanted to wear my corset. She agreed. We went to my room and removed my gown. Mistress Dominique had Man firmly lace me into my 13" red satin corset and I put on my red satin with black lace trim half cup bra. She gave me a cute little white mini skirt and matching sheer silk blouse. This little outfit was perfect with my gorgeous white patent boots, I loved it!

I put on my large gold hoop earrings, a gold bracelet and my choker necklace. I was allowed to remove my gaff and put on a pair of white stretch satin and lace thong panties. I quickly brushed my hair, freshened my makeup and joined my new husband downstairs. We then left on our short trip to our hotel and the honeymoon suite.

We arrived at our hotel and immediately went to our room. Once inside, Jonathan slipped his arms around my waist and kissed me hard and long, pushing his tongue into my mouth and mine into his. He dropped his hands down to my rear-end and pulled me upwards, pressing my breasts against his powerful chest, holding me tightly.

I was trembling with excitement and desire; I needed his cock inside me.

I gently pushed him away and began undulating my hips and massaging my breasts with both hands, slowly and deliberately moistening my lips, my eyes never leaving his. I slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse and let my hands fall to my side. Jonathan reached up and unbuttoned the remaining buttons and eased my blouse over my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. I seductively caressed my breasts, watching his eyes. Seeing the bulge under his pants growing larger, I reached around my back, unbuttoned and unzipped my skirt letting it fall to the floor.

I stepped out of my skirt and stood there with legs apart moving my hips and my hands from my breasts deliberately down my tummy to my crotch. With my left hand I began rubbing my crotch while pinching my right nipple with my right.

He was obviously pleased at the sight of this lovely young woman in her spiked heel boots, satin corset and very seductive bra and panties. Jonathan quickly stripped off his clothes; his cock was big, about eight inches and thick. He stepped behind me, slipped his hand under the elastic band of my panties and slowly pulled then down to the floor and I stepped out of them. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me backward to him. He unsnapped my bra and it too fell to the floor. He began to fondle my tender breasts, pinching my nipples sending a delightfully arousing pain thru me. I could feel his long, hot cock between my cheeks. Wanting him so much I began to undulate my hips feeling his throbbing cock. I reached down with one hand behind me and held his cock, squeezing it and stroking it with my fingernails. He began to moan with ecstasy. I turned and kneeled in front of him holding his cock and began to lick and kiss it, taking the head in my mouth. I sucked it and slowly inched it further and further into my throat until I was able to take the entire length of his gorgeous cock. I gurgled and moaned and he started to pump me harder and harder until, with a loud groan he came in me and I swallowed all his hot, spicy juices. As he withdrew, I licked and sucked the pulsing head clean, looking up at him with a smile. Breathing heavily, he said no one had ever done anything like that to him before. I knew then I had someone I might train to indulge my own sexual desires but that was not to be as I remembered my wedding vows.

I stood, holding his still hard cock in my hand, I led him to the king size bed which was fitted with satin sheets and pillows. Sitting on the edge of the bed I reached into my tote bag and pulled out my wrist and ankle cuffs and four small chains. I told him to affix the cuffs to my wrists and ankles and attach the chains to them. As I lay face down on the bed, I slipped one of the pillows under my hips and told him to affix the chains to each of the brass bedposts and pull them tightly putting me into a wide spread eagle position. After securing me to the bed, he knew what to do. He lubricated his cock with K-Y jelly and climbed onto the bed between my legs. His hands stroked my legs and he licked my boots from bottom to top until he reached my thighs, which he kissed and licked slowly, sending shivers throughout my body. My breasts were aching. He kissed me on my rear and slowly licked and kissed from the small of my back working his way to my neck and shoulders. I wanted him in me terribly. I could move nothing but my hips and I cried to him, "Oh please, Jonathan, take me now, fuck me, Jonathan, please." But, he sat astride the small of my back and massaged me with oil. I was aching so bad my cock felt like it was going to explode. When he finished, he pulled the pillow under my hips further back raising them more and giving his slippery manhood access to my eagerly awaiting hole. He lay atop me and with one hand found my hole and slowly worked the head of his pens into me. The initial entry into me was painful but he took his time getting it into my cavity.

Once I was open wide enough he pushed his cock into me deeper and deeper until I took it all and he began to fuck me, slowly at first, then faster and faster until I could not stand the pain. He exploded and I could feel his hot cum shooting inside me. He withdrew and went into the bathroom to clean himself, leaving me spread eagle on the bed. I wanted to cum but I could not, my whole body was throbbing. He returned and unlocked the chains from the bedposts and then buckled a ball gag in my mouth. He rolled me over on my back with the pillow still under my hips. He secured my arms to the bedposts and then pulled my legs up to where my knees were nearly at my shoulders and secured them to the same bedpost as my arms. My legs were spread far apart allowing full access to my throbbing hole. This is a most torturous position but there was nothing I could do but accept what was to come. Jonathan was ready to have me again as he climbed onto the bed. He took the tube of K-Y jelly and inserted the tip of it in my hole and squirted a large dose of it in me, it felt cold as it slid in. Then he lubricated himself again and mounted me, his weight causing even more pain to my already stretched buttocks and thighs.

I felt as though I would split in two. With one hand he guided his big, slippery cock into my hole and, with a surge, he rammed his cock into me with all his might. I screamed with pain but my screams went no further than the gag he had strapped on me. He kept fucking me with long, hard strokes; the pain was almost unendurable. My eyes pleaded with him to stop. He finally stopped after emptying himself into me a second time. He withdrew from me and unshackled my legs but instead of letting me rest, he pulled the chains taut and attached them high on the bedposts at the foot of the bed.

He went to his suitcase and pulled out an electric pens shaped dildo about 8 inches long and about 2" in diameter, lubricated it and inserted it deep into my hole and with a strap attached to the base slipped a belt around my waist and secured the strap to it, holding the dildo securely in me.

He plugged it into the wall and saying, "you'll love this my darling Rachael, tonight you will truly learn what it means to be a tortured slave girl." He turned it on sending powerful vibrations thru my body and there was nothing I could do or say about it. To my horror and disbelief, he dressed and left the room saying he would be back, but did not say when or where he was going. He was not the inexperienced young man I thought I had "married" that morning.

I tried moving as much as the chains would allow but could only move my hips, there was no way I could free myself from this device. With a loud moan I came all over myself and onto the bed and I could feel my juices flowing down between my thighs. I would strain against my bonds but the thing kept up its merciless vibrations and I would ejaculate again and again. My juices were on my stomach and thighs and the odor of my own cum was sensual. Finally, I was utterly drained but still being mercilessly driven the vibrator.

It must have been at least an hour before Jonathan came back to our room. He turned off the vibrator, unbuckled the belt and removed it from me. My body was spent. My arm and leg restraints were removed along with the ball gag and he told me to take a shower and freshen up with new makeup and perfume, which I did. When I finished, he made me put on my new red brocade corset which he laced to its smallest. Then my black stretch satin thong panties, garter belt with black stockings along with my red 6" ankle strap strappy sandals. Then, he placed my ankle and wrists cuffs back on me. He said we were going to have company and I told him I would like to put on a skirt and blouse.

"Never mind, Rachael" he said "what you have on plus your black negligee will be quite sufficient. Also, it will be necessary for you to wear your two inch leather collar," which he placed around my neck, buckled and locked it. He then took the four small chains and attached each to my wrists and ankles and the remaining ends to the D rings on my collar. "My god," I thought, "after what I have been through tonight, what else does he have in store for me, what more will my poor body endure?" At first we made love as newlyweds, but then he raped and hurt me, I did not know what was coming, I was trembling and very frightened. I became ashamed at the way I was attired; knowing people whom I did not know or that Mistress Dominique had approved was coming to our suite possibly to do bizarre things to me. I had no choice but to obey Jonathan. I was so afraid of him now.

There was a knock on the door and Jonathan opened it and four young college age men entered the room. I was standing in the middle of the room with my head slightly bowed and my hands clasped in front of me. Jonathan brought the four young men to me, put his hand under my chin and lifted my face.

"This is my bitch she-male slave wife, boys, what do you think of her?" he said.

They all looked at me grinning and began to reach out for me, stroking and fondling me. One put his hands inside my negligee kneading my breasts, pinching my nipples while another, at my back, was feeling my small waist and squeezing me. Jonathan told them all to disrobe and they did and they were all slim and muscular and their cocks were enormous. I was trembling with fear and tears came to my eyes. Why was Jonathan doing this to me?

Jonathan walked over to me and said, "Kneel, bitch," slapping me, knocking me to my knees. "Now you will suck off all my friends or you will regret it." The first boy walked up to my face, his cock throbbing. The others were behind me, holding my shoulders and my hair. "Take him, damn you, bitch," yelled Jonathan. I reached up and grasped the boy's cock and pulled him to my mouth and ringed his head with my tongue, he moaned. I then took the head into my mouth, sucking it as it went deeper into my throat until I had taken all of it. The boy behind me, holding my head, held it firmly and told the other boy to "give it to her now." The boy began to work his long cock in and out of my mouth, fucking me. All I could do was gurgle and gag and take it. He came in my throat and I had to swallow his cum. He withdrew from me and the next boy did the same thing as the first. I was very weak, but the other boys held me and kept me from falling, exhausted, to the floor.

Jonathan and one of the others lifted me by my arms and carried me to the bed. I was too weak to walk, especially in 6" heels; I was very shaky and too exhausted to protest.

They took me to the foot of the bed and stood me in front of the brass railing. Jonathan took the chains binding my hands to my collar and jerked them forward over the bed and pulling them tightly, bending me over the railing, secured them to the bedposts at the head of the bed. He then secured the chains on my ankles to the bedposts at the foot of the bed, pulling my legs apart giving all of them access to my hole.

He told one of the boys to go ahead and do it to me as he flipped the tube of K-Y jelly to him. The boy lubricated himself and pushed his slippery cock between my cheeks pushing it, trying to get it into me. Another of the boys jumped on the bed and lay under my hanging breasts. He reached up and pulled on them, pinching my nipples, sending sharp pain through me. The first boy finally was able to enter me and was fucking me hard while the other was biting and sucking my nipples. Oh, how I wished they would stop. Mistress Dominique never let activities go this long.

"Please, Jonathan, please stop doing this to me; please let me rest," I groaned.

"Shut your sleazy mouth, whore," he screamed, "I will shut you up now."

He jumped on the bed and took leather, pens shaped gag about 4 inches long and shoved it into my mouth pulling the leather straps behind my neck and buckling it tightly.

The final boy came to the side of the bed and snickered,

"Have you ever seen anything like this, whore?" His cock was the longest and biggest I had ever seen it must have been at least 10 inches long and very thick and it was still limp. I wanted to faint, I could not take this monster inside me, and it would tear me apart. Trembling, I shook my head back and forth looking at him with dread and screaming "No" under my gag, but it would do me no good. These bastards had no mercy. He held his cock in front of me stroking it. His blood rushed into his gigantic cock and it got harder and longer; it must have grown to at least 14 inches and over 4 inches in diameter. The others laughed loudly as he picked up the tube of K-Y jelly and proceeding to coat his gigantic cock with it. I was quivering with absolute horror and tears were streaming down my face. He walked behind me and held his cock to my ass pushing it slowly between my cheeks moving it up and down, teasing me. He found me and pressed the head of his cock slightly into my orifice. Pain shot through me as he slowly pushed it further and further inside me; it was unbearable. I felt as he was going to tear me apart. I could not cry out and I could not move as he pushed his enormous cock further and further into my ass until he had forced the entire length of it in me. He began to fuck me. He would pull it almost out and shove it back in me, faster and harder until with a loud cry, he shot his load into me and I felt as though he was going to fill me with his cum.

Finally, they freed me from my bonds and took me to the bed where they said I could sleep but they attached my hands to the railings at the head of the bed and feet to the railings at the foot of the bed. The chains were not tight and I could lie on my side if I desired but I could not leave the bed. They all left with Jonathan, probably going to the hotel bar for drinks and laugh about what they had done to Jonathan's she-male bride. I was able to sleep but early the next morning Jonathan returned to the room. He unlocked my chains and told me to bathe and get ready to go out. I took a long hot bath, how refreshing it was. Afterwards, I brushed my hair, put on my makeup and went into the bedroom. Jonathan had laid out the clothing I was to wear. It was my baby blue stretch vinyl sheath and matching blue leather 5" heel boots. He had even put out the lingerie I was to wear. My 13" satin corset, which he tightly laced me into, black satin garter belt, black nylon stockings and my gaff, which he quickly inserted into me. "You will not wear bra or panties today, Rachael," he said, laughing, "you won't need them." I got dressed and zipped the front zipper almost to my neck but Jonathan reached up and pulled the zipper down midway between my breasts. With my corset pushing my breasts upward and the tight fitting dress pushing them in from the side there was ample cleavage. "I want people to see you, Rachael, do not touch your zipper," he said. I finished putting on my hoop earrings and slave bracelets, but before we left the room, "One more thing," he said, "you have to wear this, and placed the 2" white patent leather collar around my neck and locked it.

"Oh Please, Jonathan, why must I wear my collar in public, it's humiliating and embarrassing," I complained.

"That's the idea, bitch, you are mine to humiliate and do with as I please," he laughed, "and you will do as I say. If I want you to go out wearing only your collar, you will do so or you will be severely punished."

He took me by the hand and led me to the elevator and down into the lobby. As we walked into the restaurant, everyone turned to stare at me and wondering why this extraordinarily dressed young woman was wearing such exotic and bizarre attire. My breasts were straining against the tight fitting vinyl dress and everyone could easily see them. I could hear people whispering about me. I kept my head slightly bowed as much as my collar would allow and kept my eyes lowered and did not look at anyone, I was so humiliated. My face felt flush and I know it was red with embarrassment. Jonathan ordered coffee for both of us telling me we must hurry. He even asked the waiter if he liked what he saw, telling him to help himself as he eyed my bulging breasts as they swelled with my every breath. I wanted so much to go home, to see my Mistress again. The waiter reached over and whispered something to Jonathan and Jonathan looked at me, nodded and smiled.

"You are right, my friend, she should do very well," he said.

"We'll see. I must tell you, however, that 'she' is a 'she-male' not a woman, at least a one hundred percent woman."

The waiter's eyes opened wide with astonishment, that this voluptuous woman was part man, part woman, "That should be even better, sir," he quipped. Jonathan laughed and told him we would return later in the evening and meet him in the lounge.

Jonathan took me back to our room, which had been cleaned by the hotel maid. "Very good, "he said, "you will remain here the rest of the day." He took a long chain, about 15 feet long, and locked it to one of the bedposts and locked the other end to the back of my collar, insurance against my leaving the room. The long chain allowed me access to anywhere in the room, but I could not leave.

I removed my dress and shoes, got into bed and slept most of the day, I was so exhausted. It was about 7 PM when Jonathan returned and awakened me. He told me to put my vinyl dress back on and to also put on my blue boots and gloves. He took me downstairs where we met the waiter who was waiting for us. He said he was going to take us to a bar downtown. It turned out to be a nude dancing bar. We entered the place and we were taken to some dressing rooms in the rear.

"Now, Rachael, you will be outfitted for your dance, you are going to perform on stage for the crowd in the bar, the girls here will help you get ready'" said Jonathan as he and his friend left. The girls were strippers who worked there and they helped me get undressed and applied my makeup. They brought out a tiny gold lame bra and thong panties, then a gold lame corselet, which closed in the back with snaps not laces. Before I put on the bra, they placed gold pasties on my nipples. They then gave me a black satin blouse and a black satin breakaway mini skirt and a 3" wide stretch belt that snapped in back. My shoes were black 5" heel pumps.

They escorted me to the stage entrance when the music began and sort of pushed me out onto the stage. I did not know what to do but the loud, driving beat of the music made me want to dance. I clumsily moved to the runway, slowly undulating my hips and with my hands on my hips moved them upward to my breasts, pausing there and then moving them behind my neck. I then lowered my hands and unsnapped my belt, then began to unbutton my blouse. As I finished I let it fall to the floor, displaying my proud breasts straining against my tiny gold bra, then cradling them with my hands and pushing them upward. Reaching behind my back, I unsnapped my mini skirt and it too fell to the stage floor. The men in the bar were whistling and yelling, "more, more."

I began dancing a little faster, now in my bra, thongs and golden corselet, stockings and heels. The men were going wild. I went into a bump and grind and more pronounced undulations, unsnapping my corset. As I strolled near the edge of the runway, men held out money, so I squatted down and they would stuff money in my thongs and try to touch my legs or breasts. I went on with my dance running my hands from breasts to crotch, slipping my hands inside the top of my gold thong panties pushing them down every so slightly. When I did that, the yelling and whistles got louder. Smiling and looking at some of them in the eye, I reached behind my back once more and released my bra, exposing my magnificent breasts to the audience. Finally, near the end of my dance, I turned my back to the crowd and slowly eased my thongs over my ass and let them fall to the floor, undulating while pushing my rear toward them and they went wild. As I turned to face them with my hands covering my crotch, still undulating my hips, I moved my hands and my cock came into plain view. Suddenly the crowd went absolutely berserk with cheers, laughter and wild applause.

I was so delighted and happily, I just could not believe it...they liked me!

When I returned to the dressing room, the girls were all pleased and happy for me. They said they had never seen a she-male before and were very pleasantly surprised. I was so happy, I was just ecstatic. Before Jonathan came to the dressing room, I was able to call Mistress Dominique and tell her what happened. I told her that I loved only her and I missed her very much and that I wanted to come home. I also asked her permission to perform occasionally at the bar. She was pleased with what I had told her about my performance, but none too happy with the way Jonathan had treated me. He came into the room and Mistress Dominique wanted to speak with him. When he gave the phone back to me, he left without saying a word. Mistress then told me Jonathan's treatment of me was not what she had expected and that he would no longer bother me and I could perform at the bar if I wanted to only it could not interfere with my work and duties at home. I would still live with my Mistress but she would arrange a schedule for me with the bar's manager and he was to guarantee no harm would come to me as I belonged to her and no one else.

Mistress sent a cab for me and I was taken home. She met me at the door, put her arms around me and held me tightly, kissing me tenderly. She then led me upstairs to her bedroom where we took turns undressing each other and playfully fell onto her luxurious bed. We made warm, affectionate love and fell asleep in each other arms.

Next morning after I had bathed, I was tightly laced into my red satin corset after which I slid on my black stockings and panties, but no bra, and then put on my little maid's uniform and 5" ankle strap pumps. Lastly I placed my wrist and ankle cuffs on and secured them. I proceeded with Mistress's breakfast preparation. Mistress came into the dining room dressed in only bra, panties, garter belt, stockings and 5" heel leather knee-hi boots.

I stood by as she ate her meal and slowly drank her coffee without saying a word but looking at me slyly and smiling. "Rachael, I want you to go to the basement and await me. I will be there shortly," she commanded.

"Yes, Mistress," I said, curtseying, and quickly went down into the basement "dungeon."

Mistress Jennifer entered about fifteen minutes later and took me by the hand and led me back to the stainless steel table with the cradle seat which I was subjected to some months ago. Me knees became weak and I was very anxious to know what was going to be done to me. Mistress handed me a tube of K-Y jelly and told me to lubricate the large steel phallus in the center of the cradle, which I did, slowly. She then completely lowered the steel phallus and told me to remove my uniform and panties. Then she told me to mount the table and center myself in the fanny shaped cradle. The steel table was cold but it didn't take long for it to warm up somewhat from my body heat.

Mistress took my hands, one at a time and attached them to the upper table extensions and then secured my feet to the stirrups at the other end. She then placed the wide leather strap in the center around my waist and tightened it making me completely immobile. She reached over and caressed my breasts while she kissed and suckled my nipples as though she was trying to draw milk from me. My cock was rock hard and I wanted her so much.

She reached for the handle on the side of the table and began to turn it slowly. I could feel the stainless steel cock easing between my cheeks while I maneuvered as best I could to center myself in order to accept this steel brute in my hole. The phallus found me and as Mistress turned the handle it entered me further.

"Oh, Mistress, please go slowly," I moaned painfully, "it hurts me so much," as I strained at my bonds but could not move.

Finally, I was filled by this thing; it was completely inside my hole. Mistress walked around the table as she fondled my breasts and my inner thigh and held my cock with her long fingernails. She then leaned over and kissed the head of my hard cock. Mistress mounted the table on her knees and straddled my hips. She held my cock and moved it back and forth between the lips of her wet pussy and then lowered herself taking the full length of my cock into her hot, wet cunt.

Mistress, with a throaty moan, leaned forward with one hand on each of my breasts, caressed and kissed my extremely sensitive nipples which were now as hard as my cock sending luscious shivers throughout my straining body. She leaned back and began to vigorously work her hips, faster and faster, until we both exploded with orgasm and sexual moans. Mistress Jennifer pulled away, inching my cock out of her hot vagina slowly and moved forward toward my head. She turned and spread her cheeks with her hands and lowered her cunt onto my face and said, "Clean me, my darling Rachael, and clean me well." With my tongue, I licked and sucked her honeyed pussy clean of her delicious juices. She climaxed again and again and she smothered my face with her cunt as my tongue flirted voraciously with her clitoris, her precious juices flowed and filled my mouth.

We then bathed together then went to bed. Holding and snuggling, we slept like babies.