5 comments/ 52179 views/ 9 favorites Balls On The Line In City Trading Ch. 02 By: gomorrah So with much apprehension, I turned the handle on the blue door. Stepping through, I struggled to adjust my eyes to the brilliantly white light streaming out of the other side. I raised my hand to try and filter the glare, and heard the door click shut behind me, and then double-click again. Instinctively, I tried for the handle on my side, but there was none. I suspected the double click was a lock clicking in place anyway. As my eyes began to adjust to the brightness of the light, a long, narrow corridor, tiled on all fours sides, opened out before me. from a few steps inside the door, it seemed to go on forever, with nothing but polished white greeting my view on all sides - I tried in vain to determine from where the light itself was coming, but could not see any obvious sources. Having stood still for a few moments, and feeling more than disoriented, an authoritative female voice suddenly jolted me out of confusion. "Proceed forward along the corridor!" I began walking, suddenly extremely conscious of the noisy clicking off my shoes upon the smooth, polished surface of the tiled floor. After what seemed like about twenty metres, another blue door slowly came into my view a similar distance further forward. Reaching the door, I apprehensively opened it. On the other side was the complete opposite. Such a darkness that cannot be described. "Continue forward!" The voice barked. I stepped through the door, and heard it click closed behind me, and then again the double-click followed. The darkness and silence then swallowed me. I lost track of how long I stood still - I dared not speak to ask if anyone was near to me. It was so dark I wasn't sure if I was in another corridor, and expansive space or a small closet with another wall directly in my face. I stood without moving - a creeping fear making my skin crawl. After what might have been ten minutes or two hours the dominant female voice returned, this time with a deep metallic bass distortion. "You have indicated to Mistress Raisha that you understand the situation you are volunteering for, and that you wish to proceed. Is this correct?" "Yes", was all I dared reply. I didn't feel my present situation entitled me to questions. "Before we continue, I will issue you with a final warning. The programme you are about to enter is permanently life-altering. In fact your former life will end literally and figuratively. All you possessions, assets and property will belong to the company, and any friends and loved ones will discover you were unfortunately killed in an accident whilst on a weekend abroad. You will never hear from or communicate to them again. Your body will become the property of the corporation and it will be used in anyway in which we see fit. You may know in advance that your nominator has already put you forward for the secretary pool, and your candidature it likely to be approved based upon our genetic and psychological profile of you. To this end you should understand your duties will be heavily oriented towards subservience in many areas - most commonly amongst the following - providing office and private assistance, maid duties, and sexual service to both genders. It is intended that to best fulfil the requirements of your role, a yet to be decided degree of feminisation of your body, voice, and behaviour will take place. You should be aware that our sexual realignment programme is the most advanced in the world, and many of the most successful transgender reassignments, and full feminisations have come out of our world-leading programme. We have predicted from our profiling this will appeal to your inner-most desires and genetic profile. But as this is a serious decision, you may have a few moments to now reconsider, despite your earlier agreement. If you wish to think about this for a minute, there is a small leather bench to the right of you where you may sit and ponder. I will warn you though, if you do change your mind at this late stage despite the earlier warning, you will be released without obligation, although the earlier warnings about future career still apply, and in order to protect our world leading programme, you will be compulsorily memory formatted, which may cause significant memory loss of an unknown amount, but will definitely remove all memories of the last two years since before you joined the corporation. When you decide upon your final choice, simple speak the words "Proceed" to continue", or "Withdraw" to miss the opportunity to fulfil your inner-most dreams." I had been mesmerised by the smooth flowing cadence from the beginning, and already knew the answer. She was right, they did know my inner-most fantasies and dreams, and here they were being offered to me. But to give up all that I had previously knew? It was small sacrifice for the sexual and personal happiness I knew I would receive. I wanted nothing more that to become the object of sexual gratification for others they offered me. "Proceed!" I quietly said without hesitation. A psychedelic fluorescent green, yellow, red and blue strobe began pulsing and flashing, and I quickly feel into a trance. A sensation of complete calmness washed over me, and all of a sudden I felt happy, compliant, and constantly, incredibly turned on... I soon found myself feeling as though I was floating, and had an overwhelming urge to find someone to be subservient to. It was like all I wanted was to please others. Slowing I came slightly more aware of my surroundings, and found I was in another fully white tiled area - although now instead of the sharpness of before, I felt all fluffy and fuzzy, and the room seemed softer and somehow more feminine.. a bubbly voice in my head instructed me to undress fully. I removed my male clothing without hesitation, and found myself naked in the centre of the small square room. " Place all your belongings on the metal trolley to your right." I did so without feeling any need to question anything. "You will notice a metallic clipboard with blank paper upon it. You will now write down all your former passwords, pin numbers, secrets and any other relevant details to complete the handover of the company's property." I did so without hesitation. "Walk through door A," the voice instructed. I hadn't previously noticed any doors in this room, but a panel of the tiles opened, and I walked through into a second white-tiled room. On the other side of the room was a magnificently attractive, tall muscular black woman, clad in a figure hugging clinical sleeveless green latex dress, that barely contained her 36DD breasts, bulging out of the cleavage opening. Despite her huge tits, her arms and legs bulged with strong muscles. Her legs were covered in thigh-high white latex boots that clipped onto suspender belts hidden under her dress. Her arms were similarly covered with elbow-length white latex gloves. The front of the dress featured a white latex panel with a large red cross upon it. Her head was covered in an open faced medical green latex hood, from which her hair poked out of the back in a high ponytail. She was one of the most sexually attractive, powerful women I had ever seen, and tiny cock attempted to rise in appreciation. She let out a deep and powerful laugh in response. In a thick Jamaican-Londoner accent, she stated: "Oh. My. God! Is that the best you can produce for an Amazon goddess like me? That is truly one of the most pathetic little dicklets I have EVER seen! She stopped laughing and suddenly snapped: "Do not insult me by getting hard-ons in my presence again! If & when I want to get fucked by a man, I have an endless supply of 10 inch studs begging to service my chiselled body, so put any thoughts of your dicklet ever getting near me out of your mind!" She quickly produced a leather riding crop from behind her back and thwacked me hard on my small ballsack! It had the desired effect - I lost any excuse for a hard-on instantly, and doubled over in pain. "Quit whinging! I have seen men with real balls take harder whacks than that and not cry so much! With your fem-balls, you should thank me for crotch-croppings - most of the girl secretaries do..." "Right. With the pleasantries out of the way, let me introduce myself. I am Nurse Cadesha, and I am your mentor. I will guide you through your training and transition, and teach you to become the best secretary in your class. You may think you want to be friends with those other girls in your intake, but trust me, you will need to be the best at everything, to get the most out of your service. You have a huge advantage as a former male, sissy-slut. There are plenty of stud men who like the extra pounding sissies like you can take over a genetic woman. After we are done here I will take you through your induction, following that you will undergo several training sessions - alpha male expectations, secretarial skills, office entertainment, personal assistant training and errand running, hostess and entertaining skills, cookery & cocktail making, beauty therapy, fem-dressing, sexual seduction training, perfect oral service, skills, sissy-slut skills, fem sexual skills, anal play, fetish play and stripping, pole and table dancing. First we need to start the induction - if you step into the small shower cubicle behind me, we can begin. Another opening in the white tiles slide open. Inside was a dark black tiled area. I stepped inside. Nurse Cadeesha put a clear latex masked over my head. It was completely faceless, and although light passed through, it's translucent texture made it impossible to make out more than shapes and colours, and I could only breath through a small hose connected to the face. I heard a door close, but couldn't see anything. I felt a soft, viscous and gelatinous substance begin to ooze over my head, and then flow down my shoulders, back and chest. Then over my arms, crotch and legs. Soon I felt like I was completely covered. Before long it felt like it was setting, trapping me inside a hard encasement. I stood completely still, unable to even wriggle, for several long minutes. Over most of my body the form felt warm and tingly, but for my nipples and genitals, it felts a cool, almost minty chill... This cocooning was soon followed by a warm shower of greasy liquid, which seemed to wash off the cocoon. Cadeesha then returned to remove the hood. Blinking to adjust to the light, I looked down to discover every single hair on my body, other than my head-hair had been removed. Even my crotch was smooth and hairless - highlighting the below average size of my genitals, which seemed even more shrivelled than usual. My nipples by contrast were suddenly puffy and enlarged. Cadeesha looked down at my crotch and tried to stifle a giggle, but in the end laughed out loud. "You definitely made the right decision!" She taunted. "Right, as we are going to be spending a lot of time together over the next few weeks, we may as well get to know each other a bit better. Are you any good at and eating pussy?" She asked. "Well I..." I started, but was quickly cut-off. "No, I didn't think so. Right - kneel. You are about to learn!" I dropped down on my knees. She stepped towards me, easily towering over my kneeling frame with her long black legs and latex boots. She positioned her latex dress above my head, and looking up her dress, I saw two obscenely large, puffy black labia lips protruding out of a skin-tight pair of crotchless black latex panties. Her bulging lips already glistened with viscous and strong-smelling girl-cum. "Lick!" She barked. I ran my tongue from her anus forwards towards her clit, collecting the clinging bubbles of her cum that dangled from her lips as I went. "Ah, yes!" She cooed. "You do have a half-decent technique! No doubt with that ridiculous pecker you have had to resort to oral pleasure to make up for your dicklet shortcomings... Keep licking sissyboy! Maybe you are going to need less instruction than I thought..." I swirled my tongue on her clit, returning to her lips and then gently parting them. My tongue press up inside, opening her up and receiving more pre-cum from her slick pussy. I ran my tongue up and down the length of her bulging lips, and flicked across her clit, swirling around it and working it back and forth on my tongue. I then ran the flat of tongue along the entire length of her lips and continued to alternate between techniques. She was soon cooing and moaning, and began to buck her hips against my mouth. "Ah, yes that's it pussy-boy!" She said, as she wrapped a powerful hand around the back of my head, pressing my face harder against her mound, and making it harder to breath. "Get that tongue up inside and really taste me, you little sissy!" I responded by plunging my longer than average tongue up inside her, which elicited a deep moan from her. "Ah god, yes! Well your tongue makes up for your ridiculous pecker! Looks like you were made for a life of oral servitude you little bitch! That's it. Get it deep up inside my black pussy!" I continued to service her pussy for what seemed like about fifteen or twenty minutes, and soon started to worry my jaw would cramp, but sure enough, she increased her tempo of rocking her hips against my face, and shouted: "Right, open your mouth wide cum slut!" I did as commanded as was greeted with a gushing torrent of fem-cum as she bucked her hips forward one last time, and letting out an almighty groan, she squirted several sprays of liquid both straight down my throat, and all over my face and chest. Trying to please her, I attempted to drink down as much of her delightful tasting gush as I could swallow. However, I had never experienced such powerful and full flowing quantities of female ejaculation before, and it was impossible to keep it all in my mouth. She soon subsided, and luxuriated in slowly working her pussy against my mouth, which by now I had reduced to much lighter contact with my lips and tongue, as I knew a woman was much more sensitive after cumming. I maintained my tongue fully extended for her to rub against as she pleased, all the while keeping eye contact with a longing thankful upward gaze which made her smile. "MMM... she slowly groaned. Well it looks like you don't need as much instruction as I thought you would. That is definitely not bad for an inductee, and might even earn you merit points on your first oral exam. I think I have got lucky with my new inductee - I can't wait to fully explore what other surprise talents you might have." "Which brings me now to lesson two." She continued. "I am pleased to tell you that after I have a good hard cum, such as you just provided for me, I also get an overwhelming urge to piss. And I drank a two litre bottle of water just before I came to see you, just to make sure I could properly test out your human urinal skills. Have you drunk piss before?" "No, I..." "Well it is definitely a skill you will need to learn, as all our secretaries and home service maids are also required to serve as human urinals at all times, and for both genders. does the idea sit well for you?" "Yes, I suppose it does..." I began. "Good. Not that your opinion matters as you would be doing it one way or another, but a human urinal who gets turns on and gulps it down with a smile is more pleasurable than one who pulls horrible faces. Anyway, enough talk - slip this over your head." She passed me a different latex mask. This one was all black with two small circular glass eye wholes and a D-shaped cup protrusion in front of the mouth opening. On the inside of the mouth opening was a small latex circular tube, with hard tongue depressor - presumably to stop you from being able to close your mouth. She slipped it over my head, carefully working the tube into my throat, and zipping up the hood behind my head. She resumed her leg spread standing position above my face, and reaching between her own legs, parted her lips and pushing her urethra forward. Her pink insides seemed to press forward out of her massive cunt lips, and the opening to her piss hole began to widen. Before I had fully computed the scene, her piss hole erupted into a perfectly formed single stream of golden fluid. But rather than try and overwhelm me with a full flow, she utilised her incredible abdominal strength to control the flow, just keeping the D-shaped mouth urinal nearly full as I gulped down the liquid filling my mouth against my control. She savoured my inability to reject her waste water, and seemingly revelled in making me swallow every drop, not wanting my mouth-urinal to overflow. I seemingly gulped, and gulped the warm, salty, but surprisingly tasty fluid for what seemed like several minutes without interruption. Eventually her flow began to subside, and I began to gasp for air, having been unable to breath during the whole ordeal of toilet training introduction. "You are now officially a piss-slut!" she grinned. Removing my hood, she asked, "So, what do you think of the taste of Jamaican piss, you little dickless sissy?" "Thank you Nurse Cadeesha, that was amazing! I can't believe how incredibly tasty your golden flow is..." I was surprised at the words which were coming from my own mouth. Although I had found her urine to be strangely tasty, I felt as though my mouth was being more grateful than I intended! "Good. as you will be drinking it several times a day during the next few weeks. Apart from anything else, drinking female urine boosts your female hormones and will help the other products work to their best effect. So I am instructing you look keep an eye out for any opportunities to drink female piss, whether offered or not - you will be marked on how well you perform this task, so be vigilant for toilet service opportunities. Remember, the more oestrogen you consume the more attractive a sissy slut you will become, and the more likely you will make you, and more importantly me, this inductions best candidate and trainer, which will result in rewards for both of us." "Next I am going to take you through to Kelly. She is our Korean beautician, and will get you going on your preliminary preparations for the public induction. This isn't part of your beauty training, just making you publically presentable. Follow me." Nurse Cadeesha walked towards another section of tiled wall, and with a soft press of her palm, it slide open, revealing a long corridor with pink walls, and black polished floor and ceiling. At the far end, a pink door opened as we approached. Inside the room was almost all polished black, except for a bright pink latex sofa, small metallic sink, and ultra-modernist beauty and hair salon. Standing in the centre of the room was a surprisingly curvy Korean woman, about 5'6", also quite muscular, wearing a figure hugging see-through latex dress and pink latex knee boots. Her see through dress revealed large brown areolas on her 36DD breasts, pressed uncomfortably against the inside of the latex dress. She also wore similar crotchless black latex panties with her smaller neat shaven pussy lips also bulging out the front. She had a short, bobbed hot pink hair cut, and matching lipstick, and also wore elbow length pink nitrile gloves. "Hi sissy!" She greeted me in a high-pitched and accented voice. "I'm Kelly, and I am the trainee's beautician and hair-dresser. Wow! I LOVE working with sissies... And you are the first this year, so you will get special treatment from me, whenever you want!" "You had better take a seat, as we only have four hours before induction introduction, and as a new sissy you will obviously need some work. I see Nurse Cadeesha already removed all your icky body hair. Although you have a bit of length, we are going to need to give you temporary extensions until your hair grows a bit. We will also need to give you temporary prosthetic breasts until your natural ones start to grow out a bit. I will also give you false nails and eyelashes until we can grow and style those as well. Plus I will need to shape your eyebrows. Gosh, we have a lot of work to do in the next few hours. Thankfully despite you unfortunately been allowed to go on as a man for much too long, longer than a sissy like you should ever really have to, you have still retained your natural sissy-fem narrow waist, curvy hips and girly shaped arse. I bet you have always had plenty of gay alpha males hitting on that arse?" Balls On The Line In City Trading Ch. 02 She walked around me, taking in my curvy butt, which I had to admit was quite female looking, and yes, did always get groped or commented on by gay men. Without warning she spanked my right arse cheek really hard! "Ow!" I squealed! "Sorry! I couldn't help myself, it just begs to be spanked and fucked... You lucky so and so... Trust me, you are about to find the life you have always wanted, even if you never knew it before! Arghh, getting distracted as always, right. Let's get to work!" We spent the next three hours doing my hair extensions, dying my hair Scandinavian blonde, gluing on false nails and painting them and my toenails hot pink, doing my eyebrows and eyelashes, gluing on false 36DD prosthetic breasts and then doing my make-up. "Right. Finally, let's take care of your overgrown clit, shall we!" She grinned and bounced her eyebrows in an alarming way. Reaching into a closet, she produced a pair of thick rubber flesh coloured panties. "This should be your colour.." She said to herself. "have you ever worn gaff panties before?" She asked. I returned a blank look. "Right, well these will not only hide your unsightly bulge, albeit quite tiny as it is!" She giggled to herself. She held them before me and they were quite strange - I had never seen anything like them before. At the front was the most realistic looking fake pussy I had ever seen. I could resist reaching out and gently touching it, and was surprised to discover it was incredibly flesh like, soft and supple. Giving it a gentle squeeze it moved and flexed just like a real pussy. The only discernible difference was the absence of an opening where a pussy should have been. There was however, a small opening where the pee-hole should be. Growing seemingly impatient with my exploration of the gaff panties, Kelly decided she needed to demonstrate them. "These are Corporation proprietary world leading false pussy gaff panties. Most people will be completely unable to discern your former male genitals, and in fact depending on your panties or costume, may believe you to be a genetic female with a camel toe!" She grinned to herself, doing the eyebrow raise thing again. "I am quite proud, I helped design these, and for this model, the 8.3 version, you will be the first sissy slut to wear these. right, you place your little clit in this small tube at the front," She said, as she bent double, lowering the panties and clearly expecting me to step into the legs. I did so without even thinking. She pulled them up to mid thigh, and then reached between my legs. She pulled my balls and cock forward with one hand, and then gave them a sharp thwack with the other! "Ow!", I cried out! "Shut up Sissy!" Her humorous nature suddenly clouding over. "Had Nurse Cadeesha not yet instructed you about the correct response to CBT? No I suspect the dirty tramp went straight to her piss fetish, didn't she?" "Never mind. If an instructor or staff member give a sissy CBT, the correct response is to say 'thank you for disciplining my ugly clitty', got it?" "Thank you for disciplining my ugly clitty," I replied. "Good. Now, we're running out of time. Let's hurry up." She reached in between my legs, and slipped her pre-lubed finger up inside my arse, causing me to gasp. She began gently massaging an area inside my rectum, whilst taking my balls in her other hand. Anytime my clitty-cock began to grow at this treatment, she gave it a heavy slap with her surprisingly strong hands, and I of course, lesson learned, issued the correct response. as this treatment continued, she suddenly grinned. "Ah, ready!" Without warning, she pressed hard on my balls, pushing them upward into my abdominal cavity. She reached to her workbench and rubbed a hot-feeling red cream into my ball sack and clitty-cock, which felt like it was instantly tightening. she pulled my now limp and very shrivelled clitty-cock sharply downwards between my legs and towards my anus, and fitted it into the incredibly tight rubber tube at the front. Before anything could move she sharply pulled the panties up over my hips and they snapped into place. I hadn't noticed the rear before, but it was crotchless at the back, leaving an opening for access. Worse, the inside lining was made of a much tighter and more elastic rubber, and as Kelly ran her fingers along the length of both openings smoothing them and making sure they fell into place, I realised the tighter sections worked to pull my arse-cheeks apart, trying to keep my anus constantly exposed. After fighting for a few moments to try and pull my butt-cheeks closed, I realised the elastication was too powerful, and relaxed, letting my butt cheeks spread open. This soon also had the effect of stretching open my anus slightly, as my sphincter struggled against the tight pulling of the rubber. Kelly began spraying me with a spray bottle, paying particular attention to the edges of my prosthetic breasts and panties. Within a few moments, the edges seemed to melt into my skin and became indiscernible. For all the world it began to look as though I had real breasts, and with the exception of no pussy opening, a real pussy as well. Kelly had me do a twirl in front of the mirror. I couldn't believe it. For all the world I looked like a beautiful curvy and leggy, blonde woman. Without thinking I kissed her full on the lips. "Thank you!" I said, nearly crying. She suddenly slapped my cheek with her open palm hard! It stunned me, and left me senseless for a moment, so powerful was her blow. "Listen sissy - I know you are emotional as you are finally discovering the inner woman you have always been. But you need to learn that submissive sluts like you, DO NOT EVER, take liberties like that. Certainly not kissing superiors without permission! If you want to thank me, you will do it with the appropriate respect of someone of your VERY LOWLY station! So if you really want to show me how much my work means to you. You will polish the soles of both of my boots with your no doubt urine flavoured tongue, you little cum dump!" I didn't need to be told. I dropped to my knees, and then lowered myself onto my back, as she lifted one boot and then the other above my face. I carefully and slowly licked the soles of both, making sure I covered their entire surfaces and collecting ever single speck of dust and dirt until the soles were polished clean. "Right. Enough snivelling. I need to deliver you back to Nurse Cadeesha so she can get you to presentation on time." We walked together back along the pink and black corridor, returning to the white tiled room. Kelly opened the door and I stepped through. The door then closed before me. Nurse Cadeesha stood in the middle of the room, dressed as before, but with a wicked grin on her face. "My, my. What a hot little tranny slut we have made! You look so much sexier with that oversized clit tucked inside it's hood properly! And my, what lovely tits you have developed since I last saw you. If I didn't recognise those green eyes and gay-slut arse I wouldn't believe it was the same sissy as before. But you are the same fuckable sissy, aren't you?" "Yes Nurse Cadeesha," I replied without really knowing why. "Good! Which brings me to the next thing. As we have gotten rid of your former identity, we need to give you a new name! Exciting huh? and as your mentor, I get to decide. I have been thinking about it, and I think from now on, you will be known as sissy-slut Vanessa." "Now Vanessa, I know you are a half-decent pussy-licker, but what are you like at sucking cock? Don't be shy, I have read your profile and know about all of your past experience, so I want to you to show me what you can do with that slutty throat of yours..." With that, she walked over to the metal trolley, and picked up an eight inch black rubber dildo with a suction cup base. She spat on the base of the suction cup, and then slapped it against the wall about four feet above the floor. "Okay, kneel in front of it, and WORSHIP this cock. Remember, all cocks are your master and deserve to be worshipped and treated with total reverence - and that means whether a natural cock or a dildo or strapon. Got it?" "Yes, Nurse Cadeesha." I dropped to my knees before the dildo and began to work my tongue around the head, gently licking the opening, and then underneath along the glans. I rubbed my lips in a semi-circular motion around the end of the head before sliding my mouth forwards and enveloping the bulbous dick-end. I sucked on it hard before allowing it to bob out of my mouth with a plop. Before it had a change to drop I had moved my open mouth forward, with my lips covering my teeth, allowing the thick shaft to drive back down my throat. I heard Nurse Cadeesha moaning and tried to catch her in my gaze, but she was standing too far behind me. I could only imagine she was rubbing her beautiful black pussy whilst she watched me fellate the large life-like rubber cock before me. I began to bob forwards and backwards allowing the massive cock to fully fill the back of my throat, and forcing myself to gag on the fullness of the large shaft. I lost track of time as I continued to suck, lick and swallow the large cock down my slutty sissy throat. Eventually Nurse Cadeesha straddled across the big dick with her back to the wall, allowing the cock to protrude through her legs and appear as if it were her own. Whilst this reduced the amount of the length I could fit in my throat, it made it look a bit like it was her own cock and turned me on even more. As I plunged forward, she grabbed the back of my hair, and held my head forward, my throat filled with cock and my nose buried under her moist snatch. She held me firmly in position for several moments, revelling in my inability to breath. "Good bitch! You obviously love sucking cock and pussy! I think you are going to be one of my best mentees ever. And if you are, you are going to make both of us advance in this company. Understand?" I tried to nod and submit a muffled 'ah-huh' as best I could whilst suffocating on rubber cock and Jamaican pussy. "Good. You obey me, and do your tasks well, and we will both be well rewarded. Now, you are due in a few minutes in the induction presentation. We need to finish your preparations." She stood, and pulled me to my feet as well. Taking me over to the steel trolly, she lifted a bright pink latex corset and ordered me to lift my arms. Fitting it around my waist she lifted my new heavy breasts into the half cups, and closed the corset around my back, tightly closing the buckled straps behind my back. She then presented me with matching pink thigh high latex stocking-boots into which she ordered me. "Right, you are good to go! Head down this corridor, and wait for the little light above the far door to come on, then cross the stage and sit on the very last seat. I will be there with you at first, and then watching from the audience, so I will see everything, and I expect you to do me proud! If you don't, I will make you pay later!" she warned, with her strictest voice. I stepped through the door and proceeded along the corridor to the far end. As my light turned green, I walked forward, stepping out into a darkened chamber with an incredibly bright white spotlight blinding me in the eyes. I followed the low glow of the green arrowed path on the floor, conscious to walk upon the high stiletto heels as femininely as possible. the line of green lights took me out onto what I soon realised was an auditorium stage. The seating area was darkened, but I could hear murmuring, and got the impression there was at least dozens of people in the auditorium. Within visible range was a long table lower than the stage level but on the floor level in front of the stage. Sitting at it was about two dozen people, both men and women, all dressed in very expensive looking clothing. Despite being able to make out a few details such as their attire, the glare of the lighting was such that it made it difficult to make out the details of their faces. I could however, tell that they were all gazing directly at me. I turned to my left, and looked along the length of the stage. There was about twenty other girls stood similarly dressed in a slow curve across the length of the stage. I recognised my former colleagues, Alice, Abby and Clancy, but there were several others I didn't know. Each stood before a raised metallic stool, and there was one stool left, closest to my side of the stage, presumably where Cadeesha had instructed me to stand. I did a double take at the stools. Each one, about slightly above waist height with a foot step and looking roughly like a breakfast bench stool, also featured butt-shaped curved seats. But the real surprise was that each was fitted with a large upright phallus, and behind, smaller but wider wedge-shaped buttplugs. Each also had widely splayed arm rests from which open straps fell undone. More interestingly was that the seats of each had what appeared to be padded leather leg stirrups of the sort you would see in a gynaecologist's chair, but in a folded back position. It suddenly occurred to me, that despite my beautiful new prosthetic pussy, I had no front opening to accommodate a second phallus. I looked closer at the last and closest stool, and indeed there was only one phallus on my stool - but mine was a much larger wedge-shaped buttplug that the ones fitted to the natural women's stools. I took my place at the end of the line, and almost as soon as I stood still, the stage darkened and the bright spotlight fell onto the girl at the far end of the line, whilst an announcer's voice began to speak. "Welcome members of the board, shareholders and other guests. Most of you are familiar with the introduction process, but for those of you who are knew. Before you is the new induction for our Secretary, Maid, & Personal Attendant Scheme. Many of you will have returned having enjoyed successful former candidates in your service in the past, and if so we are glad for your return service, and hope you will find the new 'talent' to your liking. I am also pleased to inform you that one of the girls before you is already undergoing the preliminary stages of our transformation programme, but as you will by now be no doubt aware, it is so successful, that I challenge any of you to pick which one without closer inspection! If you can pick her, you will be permitted to decide upon her first assignment - be it with yourself, or another task of your choosing. Regrettably she has already been identified for an internal position, so it is unlikely she will be available for long time use, although as with all staff, they can be hired for special events. As usual, we have identified talent through our false positions programme in other branches of the company, and all have been vetted for psychological and genetic potential. As such it gives me great pleasure to announce one of the most submissive and highly deviant induction groups of all time!" Huge applause rang out across the auditorium, and I realised our public introduction was in front of a much larger audience than I had realised. "Inductee One is a girl from Rotterdam, Netherlands, and is now called 'Slut Anya'. As you can see, she is a natural red head with very white skin, five foot, six inches tall. She is 32c-26-34, with a very toned physique. Although of course, as with all girls any desired modifications can be requested upon completion of the induction stage if you indeed to use her for long term assignments. She has overly large labia which are highly responsive, and small but extremely hard bullet style nipples which are naturally light pink in colour. She is a natural rating nine submissive with no switching or dominance tendencies. She particularly enjoys dressing in slut or fetish styles and enjoys verbal abuse and humiliation, all of which elicit heavy natural lubrication. She is experienced in anal penetration, group sex, male and female oral service, bondage, including nipple and labia torture, and is extremely positively responsive to being used for urinal service. She hasn't had a stretch test yet, but her sexual history reveals she has been taken by a black American sailor with a ten inch cock, and was extremely orgasmic in response to the heavy stretching she underwent. She is being short-listed for the house maid programme, but of course no final decisions are made until after induction. Unless there are any questions, We will proceed with her first public penetration presentation?" "No? Okay, let's proceed, Nurse Sarah." Another latex nurse, dressed identically to Nurse Cadeesha, but white skinned with straw colour hair, stepped out from behind the far stool and walked towards Slut Anya. Guiding her back towards the stool, the stopped just in front. Nurse Sarah reached behind the stool, and pumped a pump bottle several times above her cupped latex-gloved hand. Slut Anya parted her legs until they were spread almost in a perfect triangle. It was then that I noticed for the first time at the back of the stage was a giant cinema-sized screen, which was showing a gigantic close up of Slut Anya's crotch, just as Nurse Sarah raised her cupped hand, filled with what I could now see was clear lubricant. pressing it upwards against Slut Anya's pussy, she began to massage it in. This heavily lubed rubbing caused Slut Anya's legs to wobble slightly, her eyes to roll back and her little bullet nipples to harden and poke out almost obscenely. Nurse Sarah worked all of the lube up into Slut Anya's hungry hole, and then also began rubbing the glove hand backwards through her legs, ensuring her tight anal bud was also well coated. Next she worked tow lubed fingers into Slut Anya's stretchy hole, and then did the same to her anus, ensuring both orifice's were heavily coated in the extremely slippery lubricant. Nurse Sarah then helped Slut Anya to step up onto the step of the stool, and turn around to be facing forwards to the audience. Carefully holding her by the arms, she helped Slut Anya to lower herself backwards to a sitting position. The super-sized screen behind them still had Slut Anya's now dripping holes zoomed in super-close. Resting her hands on the wide arm rests she hovered above the two protrusions jutting upwards from her stool. Nurse Sarah lined the front phallus, about eight inches long and three around, with flesh like texture and bulging veins, up with Slut Anya's now open pussy. The cock-head slipped easily inside, causing Slut Anya to open her mouth in a wide 'O' and let out a soft purring moan. Nurse Sarah helped her slide down the next three inches until the rounded conical point of the large rubber buttplug wedge began to probe against her much tighter anal opening. Nurse Sarah took Slut Anya by the hips and gently, but firmly pressed her hips downwards with surprising strength. Slut Anya seemingly had little resistance and the ever widening wedge slipped upwards into Slut Anya's anus. Eventually her sphincter passed over the widest point, and swallowed it, closing again around the narrower base. By now the full eight inches of the front phallus was buried in her pussy, and she was squirming slightly, presumably try to both adjust to the invasion of two foreign objects in her orifices, and also position herself in the most pleasurable way. Nurse Sarah quickly strapped Slut Anya's arms into the straps on the arm rests, and the swung the two gyno-style leg rests forward, which lifted and spread her legs wide open. two more straps were applied around her ankles and two more around mid thigh. In this position, the camera angle focused on hoer stretched and filled pussy, which Slut Anya was clearly trying to wriggle upon and better impale herself with little success. She let out continuous soft pants at the frustration. In response to this, Nurse Sarah slipped a Y harness with a large pink ball gag over Slut Anya's head, and pressed it into her mouth, tightening the strap heavily behind her head. Balls On The Line In City Trading Ch. 02 "Okay," the narrator continued. "A great impaling for Slut Anya - she is clearly desperate for a hard fucking, I would say. Anyone who wishes to stay focused on Slut Anya's tight little ginger snatch, may do so by switching their personal panels to Channel 1. The big screen will now move to candidate two. Anyone who wishes to control the inflatable function on Slut Anya's buttplug, and the vibration on her dildo can do so for £100 per five minutes. We continued along the line introducing all of the girls in the same fashion. I began to drift off into a trace like state as all the introductions were made. I didn't even switch back on as my own introduction began, but suddenly became aware of Nurse Cadeesha pressing her cupped hand full of viscous lubricant against my anus, she circled around and pressed her fingers up, ensuring my ring was as slippery and opened as possible. The voice-over continued in the distance, but all I could focus on was the huge wedge that was about to be the largest object ever to invade my fuckhole. Cadeesha guided me backwards towards the stool, whispering words in my ear, but they all just became a melodious string of sounds. My eyes were transfixed as I turned around, and stepped up onto the stool. I felt the hard rubber pressing against my opening, and with less resistance than usual, begin to slide up inside my orifice. I allowed myself to slide down with my weight, all the while being stretched over more open, and supported from behind my Cadeesha. The huge wedge felt like the best invasion I had ever had, and slid against my prostate turning me on, and eliciting droplets of precum from my little clitty. I began to feel like my ring would be torn open so wide it was being stretched, and my eyes rolled back as I began to shudder with the pleasure of being opened so far. Before I knew what had happened, my sphincter passed over the widest point, and quickly clamped around the narrower base, swallowing the massive bulk of the wedged buttplug deep inside my sissy-arse. Finally I was fully-filled, and sat comfortably on the stool. Cadeesha lifted my legs into the stirrups and strapped me in place. A ball-gag was placed into my accepting mouth and the announcers voice droned on. I didn't care. I had finally found myself and fell backwards into my own pleasure.