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Been Caught Cheating

By: rebeldoll



My story begins about a year ago. I had just moved in with my girl friend and we were completely in love. I was 22 and she was 23. Her name is Angela. She is 5'7'', 120 pounds, hour glass figure, C size breast, ghetto booty, light skin, long dark hair and green eyes that pierce your soul. She is and angel. I had moved out of my parents to live with her. We had been together for about 6 months when we decided we should get a place. My parents wanted me to get out and live on my own and experience life, and her roommates were stealing from her and not paying their bills. Everything was great. I was 5'11'', 150 pounds; white, with short spiky hair, a decent body. I drove an old firebird that everyone said was a "penis car." I started working at a law firm, just running around for lawyers and filling and shit work, but it paid great. Enough for me to live with Angela and have extra money to put in the bank so that I could buy a new car. As a hobby, I also swim. It keeps me in shape and I love the beach. I went to the gym to swim laps about every other day. I got so into it that I even shaved all my body hair off for speed, holding some dumb idea that I might one day be in the Olympics. Besides the job, everything was going great, until I fucked up............. 

We had been living together for about 3 months. Enough time that she was comfortable with my friends and I was comfortable with hers. Our friends seem to drop in all the time and some didn't even knock anymore, just came in. we liked it like that. One of Angela's friends in particular came over all the time. Her best friend, Jenny. Jenny was 5'2'', blond, white and had huge tits and a great ass. She was a huge flirt and I would often catch her staring at me. She would also find the weirdest opportunities to touch me. Just little settle things like rub my arm, hold my hand too long when if I lit her cigarette for her. Things I didn't take in account that she likes me. Girls also seem to battle for guys, and I was the prize. 

One day I was off from work because the lawyer I worked for was out on vacation, so I didn't have shit to do. As I'm lying on the couch in my boxers, Jenny comes in, pushes my legs off the couch, sits down and puts my legs on her lap. I was so into the movie that I didn't even really notice. I was watching The Professional, one of my favorites, and couldn't even care that Jenny was there. She was talking to me about her work, and how so and so did such and such to her and blah, blah, blah. About 3o minutes later, we were both watching the movie and she finally shut up. While lying there, she started rubbing my shaved legs. She commented on how smooth they are. This was exciting me and making me hard. Only wearing my boxers, she had to notice this. She kept rubbing and kept getting higher up my legs till she was rubbing form my thigh to my calves. I started biting my lip and moaning. I looked up and she was smiling. I should have stopped her. I should have said no. I coulda, shoulda, woulda. But I didn't. Then she leaned over and starting rubbing my crotch. This set me off into some hard moaning and heavy breathing. She took out my penis through the hole in my boxers and started stroking it. I also shaved my privates, so it felt so good to have her little soft hands rubbing my dick. I wasn't even watching the movie anymore. She got up and laid on top of me, and kissed me, while still stroking my dick. I should have stopped her. I should have said no. I should have said how much I loved Angela and told her to get out. But, I didn't. We kept making out, until she broke off the kiss and pushed her self down to my crotch and started going down on me. She sure could suck a good dick. I was moaning so hard that I grabbed the pillow from the couch and put it over my face to deaden the noise. Then, Angela walked in the door. She screamed, GET OUT!! Jenny shot up and just kept saying, "I'm sorry." Angela grabbed her by her hair from the back of her head, opened the door and shoved her out. She slammed the door and just stared at me. I thought she was going to kill me. I put the pillow over my crotch to hide my erection. 

"What the fuck was going on?!"

"It's not what you think baby!"

"Not what I think, she was sucking your fucking dick!! How long has this been going on?!'

"Nothing has been going on, that just kinda happened. She was rubbing my leg, and one thing led to another, and I'm sorry hunny."

"You're sorry, YOU'RE FUCKING SORRY?! That's all you can say?! 

She started crying. Then she was grabbing everything near her and throwing it at me. 

"You piece of shit, I should dumb your fucking ass right now and make you go live back with mommy and daddy! I should throw you out while wearing your bowers and throw all your shit in the street. I should FUCKING KILL YOU!!"

"NO BABY DON'T, PLEASE, I BEG YOU. I'M SORRY, I'M SOOOO SORRY. PLEASE!! It was a mistake. I fucked up! I can make it right, I can fix this. I love you! I'll do ANYTHING!!"

"Anything?"

"ANYTHING! I promise. I want to fix this. She means nothing to me. I love you. I want to be with you. Just tell me what to do, and I'll do it. Please let me make it up to you. I will do anything!", then I started crying. 

I fell to my knees, and cried at her feet, just repeating, "I'm sorry", "I love you", "I'll do anything."

"If you really want to fix this, then you will have to give me some time. I love you too, and I want this to work as well. But my trust will be harder to get back. Now, when you say anything, you mean ANYTHING, right?"

"Yes, yes, I swear. I promise."

"Good! For starters, you can clean up around here. I'll be in the bedroom just leave me alone until I come out. I need some time to think."

With that, she went in our room, and slammed the door. I could hear her bust into tears, and saying "why" over and over. I felt so bad. Why did I do that, why didn't I kick Jenny out. Since all my clothes were in the room, I just grabbed some sweat pants and a t-shirt from the laundry room and started cleaning up. I went so far as to do the dishes and mop AND vacuum. Things that I never do. About 2 hours later, Angela still hadn't come out, and I was done cleaning. I knocked on the door to see if I should start dinner or go get some food. She said she would go pick up some food, as she wanted to get out of the house. 

"I'll be back later. You can feed your self. I need some time to think, alone"

She left, and didn't even kiss me goodbye, like she always does. I could tell I really fucked up. I made myself a microwave meal. Feeling like I needed to get out as well, I went to the gym to swim some laps to clear my mind. I left a note saying where I was, grabbed my gym bag and left. I had to have been gone for about an hour and a half. When I got home, I could tell Angela still hadn't come home. About 10 minutes later, I got a call from her.

"I'm going to stay at my sister's house tonight. Don't worry; I'm not going to go fuck someone to get back at you. I just don't want to be at the "scene of the crime." I will be home tomorrow. Keep jenny away from there. I called her, and I don't think she will be going over there EVER again."

I tried to answer back before she hung up on me. That set me off. I started crying. I went to bed and even cried myself to sleep. I felt like such a little bitch. Since I didn't have to work for the next 2 weeks, I slept in. I woke up at about 3pm when I heard the front door slam. It was Angela. She came into the bedroom.

"Get up! We need to talk."

"Ok, I'm up. Are you ok?"

"No Tyler, I'm not ok. But! If you want to make things ok, if you really want fix things, I will give you another chance."

"Oh think you sweetie, thank you! You know will do anything for you!"

"Do you truly mean that, you will do ANYTHING?"

"Yes, yes, you know it. I promise, I swear on the moon!"

"Good. Then get out of this bed and go take a shower. And you need to shave; your legs look a little stubbly today. And use my shaving cream, it smells better than that nasty cheap shit you use."

I didn't blink an eye; I didn't even grab clothes to wear when I got out of the shower. I just jumped up and went to the bathroom. I turned the water on, waited till it was warm and jumped in. I sat under the water thinking. What was going on in her head? What did she have in store for me" what can I do to fix my mistake? I snapped out of and continued with my shower. I wondered why she would want me to use her flowery shaving shit. If I was going to smell like that anyways, why not use her shampoo and shower gel too. No point in smelling half manly, and half girly. I will just wash it off later with my Axe shit and get MY smell back. I will humor her this one day. I washed my hair with her Herbal Essence shampoo, shaved my body and face with her flowery shaving cream, and then washed up with her flowery body gel. Damn! I felt like a little bitch. Men do dumb shit when they're in love! I got out and dried my self and went on with my normal routine, comb my hair, and rubbed down with baby oil. I will also use baby oil before I swim to help with speed. I wrapped a towel around my waste and went into the bedroom. Angela was waiting for me, sitting on the bed. 

"Finally, you are out. Come sit down, we need to talk. I though a lot about what happened yesterday. My sister helped me out a lot and gave me some advice. If you want to stay with me, you need to prove that our love is more important and that you need to earn my trust back."

She had something in her hand, balled up. I worried about what advise her sister gave her. I thought her sister was fucking crazy. She reached out and handed me the mystery object in her hand.

"I want you to wear these."

"Those are your panties!"

"No. These are YOUR panties. I bought them today."

"I don't want to wear those. I'm not a fag!"

"I know that, BUT, you did say you would do anything for me, and I want you to wear these. You wouldn't let a girl go down on you if you were wearing girly panties."

"That's true, I would want her that think I was queer."

"Good, then if you are wearing these, I know you won't cheat on me again and you can earn my trust back!"

I sat there in shock. I was the ladies man in high school. I can go to the club and pick up and any bitch there. But I defiantly wouldn't hit on a girl if I were wearing panties. What if I did get lucky? She would laugh at me. But, I do want to stay with Angela. I love her. I love our home together. If something that small would make her happy and make her trust me again, then I would do it. I mean, how long would it really last? A week or two?

"Okay. If it's what you want, then I'll do it."

"Yay! I'm glad, this proves that you are a real man and will do anything for his girl, right?"

"Right!"

With that, I took that panties and examined them a bit. They were bikini cut, pink and lacy. You couldn't get any girlier than that. I put one foot in, than the other and slid them up my smooth legs. I felt really weird. They felt really good, but they are for girls. I'm not a girl. I felt like such a little bitch. Standing there in front of my girl friend wearing panties that she had bought for me from Victoria's Secret. She smiled and just started at the panties and me. Then reached out and put her hands down the front and grabbed my dick and forced it between my legs. 

"You need to tuck it a bit. If you're going to wear panties, wear them right. Not with a big bulge in the front!"

Now I really felt like a bitch. She had flattened my front and my crotch to look like a girl's. I couldn't wait for this to be over. With that, she pushed me on the bed and jumped on top of. Rubbing me through my panties. It felt amazing. I never knew something could feel so good. With her other hand, she pinched my nipple and started to pull and twist it, while sucking on the other one. I was in heaven! I wanted to fuck her so bad. 

"Will you be good?"

"Yes"

"Will you cheat on me again?"

"No baby"

"Will you really do anything for me?"

"Oh yes!"

"Then eat me!"

With that, she jumped up, stripped off her pants and panties, and jumped on my face. I started licking her pussy up and down her lips. Burying my tongue into her, then pulling out and licking her clit. Sucking on it. And repeating. She was moaning and pulling my hair, hold my head in her crotch. She started rubbing her pussy harder on my mouth, fucking my face, riding my tongue. She moaned, and moaned, then screamed! Held my head deeper into her, and came. She cummed right into my mouth and I swallowed it all. 

"Lick up the mess bitch!"

Her forcefulness turned me on, and I licked up the rest of her cum from her pussy lips till it was clean. 

"What about me?" I said. "I want to get off too."

"What about you? You got off yesterday into Jenny's mouth!"

"No I didn't. I swear. And you have me so turned on right now."

"Oh, you want to cum too, do you little girl?"

"I'm not a little girl, and yes I want to get off too."

"Well you are wearing panties like a girl, so if you want to get off, you need to get off like a girl!"

Angela got up and went to our closet. She reached up to the top shelf and pulled down a little box. I wonder what she meant by getting off like a girl, and I found out real quick. She put the box down and went into the bathroom and came back with the bottle of baby oil. She opened the box to reveal a yellow, vibrating dildo. Then squirted some baby oil into her hand and staring rubbing the dildo up and down, lubing it up. 

"What are you doing? I hope that's not for me!"

"Oh yes it is for you and that sweet virgin ass."

"I'm not a fag, okay! I don't want to use that!"

"You said you would do ANYTHING, remember? Now, will you do this for me, or should I just throw you out RIGHT NOW while wearing your pretty little panties?"

Dear god, I did not want to go outside, while only wearing panties. I didn't want ANYONE to see me wearing the panties. I didn't even want to wear them. So, I better just suck it up, I try to fix my relationship, anyway that I can.

"Please don't throw me out. I will do it baby. I will do it for you!"

"That's a good girl! Now, bend over the bed, and drop your panties down past your ass!"

I slowly got up and kneeled on the floor, turned around and bent over the bed. I pulled my panties down below my ass and waited for my punishment. She grabbed the bottle of baby oil and squirted some on my ass crack. I leaked down. Angela stuck her finger into my crack and rubbed the oil around. Then stuck her finger into my ass. I let out a moan, she began fucking me with her finger, then added another finger. I felt like such a bitch. She then pulled out and then grabbed the dildo. She stuck at right at my entrance and started probing. She pushed it in, harder, and harder, till I though it was going to rip me in half. I was almost crying. I was in tears it hurt so bad. 

"It always hurts you first time. It does for every girl. I will feel good later. For now, you have to suck it up like a good girl and take this dick!"

With that. She turned on the vibrater and starting pumping me with it. I tried to take it. I tried to be a man about it. I gripped the sheets. Moaning, biting the bed. Trying not to scream. She just kept pumping it in and out of me. She reached down with her free hand and grabbed her panties from the floor that she was wearing earlier. She balled them up and shoved them into my mouth.

"There, that should shut you up!"

I couldn't believe it; she had never been like this before. What did her sister tell her? She just kept fucking me, harder and faster. It didn't take long. I was screaming into my panty gag when I came into the panties I was wearing. I clasped on the bed and just lay there, panting.

"You soiled your new panties I bought for you. Shame on you bitch! Take them off! Now, I want you to lick up your mess, then you will go wash tem in the sink and hang them to dry."

Without protest, I reached down, pulled the panties off, and licked my cum out of them. The salty taste was new to me and I hoped that it would be my last. I swallowed it up and continued into the bathroom where I washed them in the sink and hung them over the shower curtain rod to dry. 

"After you clean your self up, I want you to grab a pair of panties from my drawer, put them on and get dressed, and then lets go eat. That is, if you are still hungry from your cum feast."

She walked off laughing at me. What has gotten into her? I did as requested. I went to her top drawer to find some panties. I didn't know what to wear. There were so many. I decided on a natural color and grabbed a pair of black lacy panties and them went to the closet to find something to wear. Then Angela walked back in the room.

"Oh my! That's so cute. If you are going to wear those, panties, you have to wear the matching bra. It will just look so good on your light skin."

"Why a bra? I don't even have breast. Why should I wear a bra?"

"Well, you are wearing panties that are a set. And if you are going to do something, do it right. Wear the set. It's just a bra, it won't hurt, and it's not like anyone will notice, we are just going to pick up some food and come back here. Just humor me. You did say you would do anything."

"Yeah I know. Okay, I will wear it, just because I love you."

"Good! It's in the next drawer. It's the same material as the panties, you can't miss it. And as for your no breast comment, we will have to fix that!"

I tried to comment on that, but she stormed out of the room before I could utter a word. I just shrugged it off and continued getting dressed. I opened her second drawer to find the bra. I wasn't hard to find, as Angela had said. It was an exact match of the panties I was not wearing, except, it was padded. I would have to find a big shirt or something to hide the bra. Everyone will be able to see it if it's padded. I just put it on because I could hear Angela telling me to hurry because she was hungry. I threw on some jeans, an old t-shirt and a hooded sweatshirt to try to hide my new underwear and slipped on my flip-flops and following my lady out the door. 

It took me till I sat down in the car for the pain to register from my ass getting fucked earlier. Damn did it hurt! I couldn't find a comfortable spot to sit that it didn't hurt. Angela drove us to the next big street over where all the restaurants are. I thought we were getting some fast food. We just kept passing them all till the only places to eat were places where you go in and sit down. We finally pulled into Chili's, and it was a Friday night. It was packed. 

"Are we really going to eat here?"

"Yes. Is that ok, or are you still full from all that cum you slut?"

'No I'm not full, I am hungry too, it's just I don't want people to see my underwear."

"Your underwear? You are wearing MY panties and My bra! YOUR panties are hanging up to dry because you came in them and had to wash them!"

She said that so load that other people in the parking lot looked over at us, some started laughing. I was so humiliated, that I just looked down and shut up. The dinner was nerve racking. The whole time I was scared we would see someone we knew, or someone would see the bra. The waitress kept giving me a weird look. I just wanted to leave. Angela reached over and popped my bra a few time and would die laughing. I was beat red. I wanted to run away and hide. When we got our food, I shoveled my down.

"That's no way for a lady eat!"

"Shhhh! Keep your voice down. Don't say that shit here!"

"Don't say what? Do you want me to go to each table and tell everyone what you are wearing, AND that you got fucked by my dildo today??"

"NO, NO, please don't!"

"Then shut up and eat your food like a good girl, and take smaller bites!"


Been Caught Cheating Ch. 02



I awoke in the morning to voices. It was Angela and her sister Heather! I could here them in the next room talking, but couldn't make out the words. Everything was still dark though. And I was still bound to the bed, and gagged. I had stayed like that all nightlong. Trying to move, I also found that at some point, my ankles were also bounds together. And the reason I couldn't see was due to a blindfold. Why was I stuck like this? Angela was taking this pretty far. She must really not want me to try to leave and maybe cheat on her again. I knew that I needed to just finish through with this like I said I would and try to fix things with the woman I loved. It is a historical fact that men throughout time have done dumb shit for woman, and I was no different. I fucked up; I should serve my time and then be forgiven and earn my girl's trust back. I flinched out of my thoughts to hear Angela and her sister coming in the room, still talking.

"Oh my god, you made him wear all that Ang?"

"Oh yeah, he wants to fix things like a good girl and fix her big fuck up. She said she would do anything."

"Wow, you really ran with my advice. Is she still asleep?'

"I'm not sure, lets find out. She should be awake by now anyways to do her chores!"

"Hey bitch! Are you awake slut?!"

Whack!

She slapped me in the face. I just muttered out into my gag to notify that I was alive. I couldn't believe Heather was talking to me like that, and how much they kept calling me a girl. And that Heather just hit me!

"Good, you are awake. Now I can have a few minutes alone with you!"

I heard someone walk away, and the room door close. Oh shit! I was alone with Heather! All of the sudden, she jumped on top of me, straddling me. I could feel her breathe on my face.

"We are going to have a little chat cunt. Well, I'm going to do all the talking and you will respond yes and no by shaking your head, got it bitch?"

With that, she slapped me across the face again, harder this time, bringing tears to my eyes. I nodded my head yes and tried not to cry from the pain.

"Good. Now! About you and your little cock sucking bitch. You are going to pay long and hard for that. You have no idea what you did to my sister. I won't let anyone hurt my little sis. A lot of things are going to change, as I'm sure you have noticed already. You know your knew dress code now. Angela wears the pants in this house now, and YOU wear the panties. I'm just here to make sure you understand and that you don't get off light for what you did. Let's begin shall we? Now did you enjoy getting your little clit sucked by that bitch? And don't lie, because I'll know if you do!"

I nodded yes. Heather then proceeded to slap me about 5 to 6 times. I just starting bawling. 

"I'm sure you enjoyed that too then huh! If you enjoy other woman so much, you mind as well be one too bitch! Now, second question, do you intend on actually following thru with this and making it up to Angela?"

I just shook my head yes while mumbling yes into the panty gag.

"I'm sure you will little girl, or you will have to deal with me, and I KNOW you won't like it. She really loves you and came to me for help. I gave her some advice as to how to keep you away from other women. I'm sure a macho type like you won't try to get with a girl if you are wearing pretty panties and bras . The shame that you feel, and that pain that this causes your libido and pride should be about half the pain Angela feels for what you did slut. You will pay in full!"

She then began slapping me about a dozen times. Then, on the last slap, grabbed my neck and began choking all the air out of me. I tried so hard to breath. I was tapped in my bounds, AND she was on top of me. I felt one of her legs creep in-between my legs, and kicked me full force into my pantied, prisoned penis. I was in so much pain, I just wanted to die. All I could do was cry.

"Now, you can feel some of the pain you caused mother fucker! Cry it up you bitch! You should have heard Angela cry at my house in my arms because of your dumb fucking ass. You look like such a girl right now."

Heather was laughing hard. She jumped up. I heard her rummaging through some stuff, and she was quiet for a while. I wonder what she was doing. Then she came out with it, she was taking fucking pictures!

"Oh yeah, that's a good one. Yeah! That's sexy shit. You are so week and powerless right now and I will display it to the whole world!"

Oh fuck! What was she going to do with those pictures? I could hear her again become quit and make noises like she was digging around for something else. After about a minute, I felt her pull the front of my panties down and comment on how shaved I was. I felt her putting something onto my dick. It felt cold and plastic. She put something around my ball sack too, and after a minute or so I heard a CLICK and Heather pulled my panties back up. And patted my crotch, like the head of a good dog.

"There you go. Just some added security. I know that you won't be going off to get head from any girls again or fucking any for that matter, but we can't be too sure. We want to make sure that you also don't get off until Angela or I want you to. I could tell when I came in by your huge boner that you enjoy the pink satin panties and nightgown you are wearing. So we can't have you going off and rubbing one out and mess up YOUR pretty panties again. I'm done with you for now. Are you going to be a good girl for Angela and me?"

I nodded yes again.

"I'm glad. You fucking better do as you are told, of I'll fuck you up so bad, you will never be able to go back to a normal life again. Oh! And one last thing before I leave you, lift your ass up. I'm going to give you a reminder of our conversation so that you won't fuck up again!"

I shifted my body over to the right to expose my left butt cheek. I felt Heather pull my panties down. Then pain registered. It felt like fucking a needle!

"Just a little gift from me to you. Just something to help you sleep, don't worry. Now, behave and do what Angela tells you to, and you two might just have some fun. Enjoy anything she does for you and be thankful you still have a girl like her and a place to live. Now, don't move!"

And with that, she left the room laughing at her own dumb joke. I lay there trying to listen to what was going on in the other room. Angela and her sister talked for a little bit, then I heard the front door shut and all was quiet. I tried to think what Heather just shot me up with. I felt weird. It didn't put me to sleep, just made me feel really strange. I also wondered what she put on my cock. I could feel that whatever it was, wasn't much weight, but you could tell something was there, encased around my dick. The dick that was obviously getting punished for getting me in all this trouble in the first place. I snapped out of it when I heard the blender turn on. I knew Angela was making me my new breakfast. God bless her. She was kind enough to still do something nice like that for me after what I did. About a minute later. The blender shut off and I heard Angela enter the room.

"Time to get up sleepy head. I hope you had a good talk with Heather. She insisted that she speak with you alone. I hope all went well. Now, let's get you untied and out of this bed so you can go shower and shave and get dressed in one of your new pretty out-fits. We have some plans today after you do your morning chores."

She began with untying my feet, then un-cuffing my hands. Then she took off my blindfold, ripped my duck tape off my face and pulled the panties out of my mouth.

"Before you get up, I want to see your new contraption Heather told me she gave you."

I was trying to focus on everything from being in the dark so long. Angela pulled my panties down to expose my naked crotch. I looked down to see some type of chastity device, locked in place with a small pad lock. She tugged, and tugged on it. It wouldn't come off. And with every try, it hurt. 

"That's really on there huh!"

"What is that?"

"It's a chastity harness."

"Well, can you take it off so I can shower?"

"I don't have the key, Heather does. And I wouldn't take it off if I could. I think it's a good idea. It can be something to make us closer together with out sex. We can actually talk now, like we never did before. And, I want to make sure you don't cheat again."

"I thought that's why I was wearing all these woman's clothes."

"Well, this will just make double sure, I do have to work, and I know you wouldn't I rather tie you up all day while I'm not here, right?"

"Well yeah. I have things that I need to do too, and I will be going back to work in two weeks. If this will help you trust me more, then ok. And I'm sure I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

"No, you have no choice at all. Now get up and go do what I said. Your breakfast shake is in the kitchen. Drink it all down before you get into the shower."

I got up and began my morning that I will soon come to make into a ritual. I drank my shake, showered, shaved my body, and washed with the girly shower gel and shampoo. After the shower, dry off, rub down with baby oil, apply perfume, and get dressed in panties, bra and what ever else I'm told to wear, make-up, hair. Then top it off with shoes and jewelry. When I was finished, Angela inspected me. 

"You look like you are missing a few things."

"Like what? I'm wearing everything I was told to."

"Well, Heather brought some things that she said might help create the illusion a little better for you. Wait here!"

Angela ran into the living room, and came back with a paper shopping bag from some store I never heard of. 

"Here you go! These will help you out some."

"What are they?"

"They are padded panties and breast forms. They are normally for women that lose their breast or figure to cancer. Heather recommended them, since she's a nurse and all. Just put them on so we can go, I'll help with the breast."

I pulled the panties up over the panties I had on already. They were hard to get into, as they were really tight. Angela helps me tuck my dick between my legs. Once I had them up, I realized they made it look like I had a girl's ass AND hips, and they also held my crotch down flat to hide my junk: even with the chastity thing on. Angela put some double sided tape on the back of each breast form, then reached into my bra and stuck one breast, then the other inside and applied them to my chest. I felt the weight to my chest right away. Angela told me to look into the full-length mirror behind the closet door. I was shocked.! I now had the figure of a 50s pin up girl. There was no way I wouldn't get noticed when we went out now. My tits were so big, I couldn't see my feet. I felt like such a woman now. Besides the thing covering my dick, I was all feminine and sexy, and ready for god knows what. Angela threw a purse at me that we bought yesterday, already packed with shit. 

"Lets' go! I want us to have some fun today."

"Where were we going?"

What kind of shit was I going to get into today?

We jumped in her car. It still smelled like new clothes from yesterday. I asked Angela if I could have a cigarette. She said it was cool, but I had to roll the window down. Her windows were tinted. If I rolled the window down, other drivers could see me. Angela had to have sensed this. 

"Go ahead and have your cig. Are you afraid that someone might see you and recognize you?"

"Yeah, a little. We still haven't talked too far into this. What do I do when my friends come over? What about when I have to go see my parents. What about when I have to go back to work?"

"You will have to let your friends know what you did, and wear your shame. We will also be able to see who your real friends are from this IF they still accept you for being a transvestite?'

"I'm not a transvestite!"

"Oh! You are a male that likes to wear women's clothes. You are a fucking tranny!"

"I'm only wearing this shit for you, no other reason. If I didn't care so much, I would strip it all off and put my jeans back on."

"Well, if you didn't like it. You wouldn't get hard every time you wear lingerie!"

With that she giggled. I just stopped and finally rolled the window down, and lit my cigarette. First, we went to get something to eat. Actually, Angela ate. I was still full from my morning shake. It seemed to pep me up a little and make me not as hungry. After Angela had her chicken wrap and chips, we went to see a movie. She had to pick the most girly movie too. AND, she made me get the tickets and pay. She commented on how I tried to put on a female voice. I told her, if I'm dressed like one, mind as well act like one. The movie was actually good. But it didn't make me want to go home and watch the Lifetime Channel. We left the movies and went to a Bar and Grill place we liked. We sat at the bar and had a few drinks. She was ordering for me, things I called "bitch drinks." Surprisingly, they fucked me up more than beer. I was swaying back and forth and was feeling a little dizzy. It was hard to walk, so I had to hold onto Angela's arm when we left. People were watching us leave in aw. I don't remember much from there, except Ang saying something of how pail I was. I told her it was because I always swim in the inside pool and work indoors all day. The next thing I knew, we were at a tanning salon. They said you can't lay in the beds naked you had to have a bikini on or just the bottoms Angela bought two bikinis and we both went into separate rooms. I didn't even argue. I changed into the bikini. I took everything off I could but the chastity thing, and my breast forms, which I just put the bikini on over them. I don't know how long we were there. I think I fell asleep in the tanning bed, because of the booze and whatever I was shot up with I thought. I woke up to the clerk knocking on the door, telling me my time was up. The little knap I took sobered me up a little, cause I noticed I now had tan lines from wearing the two piece bikini. I quickly dressed, and stuffed the bikini into my purse. It felt so weird to call it MY purse. We paid and left.

"Did you like the tanning? You look so much better with some color on your body. Your bare legs look great in that skirt!"

"I got fucking tan lines from that damn bikini now! How am I going to go swim now? You know that's one of the few things I like to do."

"Well, I guess we will have to figure that out when the time comes. I forgot to tell you to put on some tanning lotion or sun block. You are a little burned. Not too bad, just a little red."

I lit up another cig, and rolled the window down. Some song that Angela liked came on and she turned the radio up loud and sang along. I just starred out he window and smoked. What have I got myself into? On the way home, Angela was rubbing my legs. It felt so good. Then she slowly put one hand up my skirt and rubbed my crotch through its prison. My dick was covered up so much I couldn't feel anything. I wanted to so bad. I hadn't had sex in a while and wanted to feel something. 

"Is your little clit not going to stand up for me? That's sad. I wanted to play when we got home."

"I want to play too. If you can just take this damn thing off my dick."

"Well, I'm afraid to take it off now. You just got it, we don't know what good will come with it being out of service."

"Please baby, I want to please you, I want to be pleased." 

"You got pleased the other day by that bitches mouth! You WILL on the other hand, please me when we get home. And if you do a good job, you will get something in return."

I couldn't wait to get home then. When we pulled into the garage, I jumped out and ran around to Angela's door and opened it for her. I helped her out and escorted her to the bedroom. She told me to go put on the new black lace baby doll nity, with matching panties and bra, and to leave my breast forms on. When I got back into the room, Angela was naked, and on the bed.

"Get on all fours and crawl to me bitch."

I slowly got on my knees then fell to my hands, standing like a dog. I crawled to her. She threw her legs over the bed and spread them wide. Her pussy was right in my face. I could feel the heat coming off of it. She never uttered a word; she just grabbed my earrings and pulled me to her crotch. I just ate her out like it was a pumpkin pie. She started riding my face, rubbing her pussy hard onto my mouth. I was getting face fucked. Her juices were all over my face, smearing my make-up. She held onto the back of my head, making it impossible to move. I just let my tounge do the work. I licked her clit a few times fast, and then I would lick up and down here pussy lips, and repeated this. I could feel her about to climax, so I dove my tongue deep into her and she came right into my mouth. I licked it all up and swallowed it all. She tasted so good, the way angels should taste. She let go of my head and ordered me onto the bed with her. She said to lie on my tummy and spread my legs, and that she was going to "return the favor." 

First, she grabbed my arms and placed them behind my back, hand-cuffing them together. Next, she reached up and blindfolded me with a handkerchief and tied it tight behind my head. I felt her undo my bra. I lay there with one side of my face in the pillows, wondering what was next. She then slowly took off my panties, exposing my bare ass. She proceeded to spank me a little. Just love taps, nothing hard. She began kissing my back all over, every time getting lower and lower till she was kissing my ass cheeks. I feared what was next. She spread my ass cheeks apart and started licking my ass hole. I freaked at first, then pure pleasure came over me. It felt so good. Is this how good it felt for a woman to be ate out? She proceeded to lick my ass hole, until she stuck two figures inside of me. Finger fucking me. I was moaning, breathing heavy, swearing and I couldn't keep still. It felt so good.

"Fuck me Angela! Please fuck me hard!"

"Oh! I see that you are enjoying this. The second time around is better than the first, don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes! More, more!"

"You want more? I'll give you more!"

She got up and went to the closet, pulling down the vibrator again. She ran and jumped on the bed, not wasting any time. I heard her spit into her hand and rub the dildo up and down. Then, with no warning, she quickly shoved it in my ass. I screamed, the way eagles scream. She turned it on, and then pumped it in and out of me. I thought I would black out from it being too much to handle. She told me to turn over onto my back. She left the vibrator in me. Angela took off my breast forms and put them on the bed side table. She started playing with my nipples. They seemed to be a little tinder. She would pinch, and pull and suck, and I loved every minute of it. I never got much pleasure from my nipples before, and now it felt great. I told her I was going to cum. She just kept sucking my nipples, and then began rubbing my balls. I exploded. And every bit that I came, she caught it in her hand. I clasped, loosing all feeling in my body, then Ang shoved her hand full of my cum into my mouth. Holding my mouth while pinching my nose shut, I couldn't breath. I tried to swallow for air, but just drank my jizz instead. She released my mouth and I gasped for air.

"How was that?"

"Mmm, wonderful."

"It seems that you are fitting into your new role quite nicely."

"Well I want to play along for your sake, no sense in being negative about this."

"Good girl! Now, I want you to get up, and clean this mess up and yourself, and then get ready for bed."

As I cleaned up, and washed myself up, Angela made some phone calls. When I was done cleaning, I went back into the bedroom to see what Angela laid out for me to wear to bed. All that was there was a pair of white lacy panties, with lacy ruffles all on the butt. I put them on and got into bed. Angela came in moments later, and was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt. She was holding a jar.




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"Ok, let's get you into bed."

"Am I to be bound to the bed again tonight?"

"Yes you are, and every night after until I feel like I can trust you again."

"But isn't this all going a bit too..............."

Before I could finish speaking, she shoved a ball gag into my mouth and buckled it behind my head, then hand cuffed my hands to the bedpost again. This time the handcuffs had a padding around them, which made them more comfortable. She then got on top of me, grabbed for the jar, opened it, and began rubbing the contents onto my chest. She rubbed in a circular motion around my nipples and my pecks. It felt so good, but the stuff smelled so weird. She repeated this for about 5 minutes, then got up and put the jar away. Where? I don't know. She came back in and grabbed my ankles. She had a second pair of padded cuffs and cuffed them to one ankle, then through the bottom bed frame then cuffed the other ankle. Once again, I was completely bound to the bed. Angela reached under her pillow and pulled out the blindfold, placing it around my eyes and the back of my head. Blinding me. 

"Now that I have your complete attention again, and you can't interrupt me, I can talk. I am going to take the day off tomorrow so we can go take care of something's . I have made some arrangements with Heather that she will be able to look after you while I am at work during the week. Don't worry, it's nothing bad. But if we are to work this out between us, I need to know where you are at all times. So that I don't worry, and that I can build my trust for you back again. Now, you are to be on your best behavior with my sister, and do anything she tells you to. I will untie you while you are asleep so that when I wake you up, you will get right up, and shower and get ready to leave again. I will also leave your clothes out for you while you're in the shower and make your breakfast shake. So don't waste anytime in the morning. We need to beat traffic. So for now, good night my love and get ready for your new job tomorrow!"



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I awoke in pain. I had slept bound all night. And it also seemed that I had been hit with something to wake me up. Angela was standing over me with one hand on her hip and the other holding my bounds that I slept in. She was already dressed and ready to go. I looked around to make sure we were alone this morning, only to find we were but I was still in panties and my dick was in its trap. I also found it weird that I didn't have morning wood. I've only been getting it everyday sense I was 8 years old. 

"Get your ass up and in the shower. We don't have all damn day. Go get ready and come back and get dressed, and then let's go!"

I got up and went right to the shower. The water was already hot. I could tell that Angela had already been in there before me. How long had she been up for? And why? I did my usual. Showered, shaved, and completed my new task that women do every day as well. When I got out. I found my clothes sitting on the bed. A red lace thong with a matching padded bra, black garter belt with black stockings, padded panties, the breast forms, a red business dress suit with matching heels, white silk blouse, and a matching purse. I dressed quickly, trying not to ruin the stockings. Angela did my hair and make-up, as she is faster at it then I am. She also glued my breast forms on my chest, saying that the glue would hold better than the tape. I found my nipples to be a little tender, sore, and puffy. I threw on some jewelry and perfume, grabbed my shake and purse and we left. Angela only urged me to hurry more, but never saying where we were going. In the car, I drank my shake in a hurry, as I hadn't eaten the night before and I was hungry. 

And we were off. About this time, Heather pulled up and told us to wait for her. I of course had to sit in the back seat. We drove for a while. Ang and her sister talked and talked. At times, they would talk about me, as if I wasn't in the car with them. We finally ended up in a shitty part of town. It wasn't a bad place, but it did have liqueur stores next to pawnshops all over the place. We parked and got out of the car, only to find that we were at a sex shop. The inside smelled like in-scents and baby oil. There were sex toys, tapes, DVDs, magazines, and shit everywhere. We looked around till a clerk came over to us.

"Can I help you ladies find anything?"

"Well, Tina here has an 11 o'clock appointment for a corset fitting."

"Oh, ok. The mistress will see her now. Just go down the hallway, up the stairs and to the left. She is waiting for you," and smiled at me. 

"Thank you!" Heather said. "I will stay and look for some stuff, you and Angela go ahead."

When we arrived at the door, I was so nervous, I was tearing up. Angela knocked on the door, and a kind of short chubby woman, wearing a black corset, velvet skirt, and black boots opened it.

"We are here for the corset fitting."

"Yes, yes! Come on in. so which one of you is Tina?"

I spoke up, "I am."

"Good. I am Mistress Shelly. I was told that you are a sub bitch and you need a corset to start corset training. Now, only speak when spoken to, don't make eye contact, and do what I say and everything will be fine. Now if you will just come over her to the circle, and stand in the middle and strip down to your panties."

I was so in shock of what was happening and where I was. I knew this chick was a professional, and I wasn't about to fuck with her. I just did what she said the entire time. Angela and the Mistress talked a lot while I was being fitted for the corset. I didn't pay much attention to what they were saying until they would speak to me, because I couldn't breathe. Mistress Shelly just kept pulling the laces tighter on the black corset. There was a mirror in front of me. I could tell she was trying to give me an hourglass figure, and she was doing a good job. I wanted to pass out; I was taking little short breaths. She assured me this was normal, and that it will pass. After what seemed like 2 hours, she was done. I heard a "click" sound and Mistress Shelly spun me around to show me off to Angela. I was wearing a black satin and lace cup and lace edged corset, with metal boning and also with a couple small locks on the back, confining me inside until my release.

"All done! As you can see, she is wearing the corset to give her a feminine figure. It also is pad locked and should only be taking off to shower. She must wear it as much as possible for the training to take effect in the time that you asked. Once she is comfortable with this corset in about 2 months, come back and she will receive her new smaller corset for an even smaller waist."

Angela paid her and we left. We went back to the main part of the store to find Heather with 2 big bags of stuff she had bought. I also found that with the corset on, the clothes that I was wearing were now a bit loose in the waist then before. Both ladies agreed that we should go shopping for some new clothes for me. As we were leaving, Heather stopped me and put my hands behind my back. I heard the clicking of handcuffs. Then she put a small collar around my neck connected to a chain. Next, she pulled out a belt looking thing with a small dildo on it. She said it was a cock gag. She shoved it in my mouth before I could say anything. And buckled it behind my head. I thought I would throw up from gagging. She then pulled the leash and dragged me to a back room of the porn shop.

"I've got you a bunch of new toys, and one of them I want you to wear before we leave."

She opened the door for me then Heather and Angela followed, shutting and locking the door. They put me over a sawhorse looking thing that was padded and fixed my collar to the bottom of it, forcing me to lean over it, with my ass stuck in the air. I felt hands at the waist of my panties, then pulling them down to the floor, both pairs. 

"Now, look at that ass. All nice and white, getting a little fat though. Looks like it needs some color, what do you say sis?"

"Oh I Agree!"

"Then let's put some color on it!"

They both reached into a bag and pulled out a riding crop, and a paddle. They counted to three then starting spanking and beating my ass raw. I counted about 50 licks, before they stopped and put their weapons away. 

"Your ass looks so much better now. And speaking of your ass, let's bring out your new toy that I don't want you to leave with out."

She dug in her bag a bit.

"Tada! It's a butt plug. You are to wear this until told to take it out. It will also be changed to your chastity device, making you HAVE to sit to pee like a real woman. Ready? Cause here it comes!"

And with that, I felt her stick a slippery finger into my butt, finger banging me and lubing me up, then pulled out. I felt the tip of the butt plug at my asshole. I screamed and screamed into my new gag, but it was more deafening then a regular gag. They just laughed at me. Heather twisted it as she pushed it inside of me. Tears filled my eyes from the pain. I felt as though I was being ripped apart. With one final hard push, I felt the plug go all the way in to the base. It was so excruciating that I just kept crying, upon deaf ears no doubt. Then, Heather fiddled with my chastity device, hearing a chain being attached, then my cock and balls being tugged a little and it be attached to the butt plug. Finally, she finished it off by slapping my ass and laughing and walking out. Angela had to pull up my panties and padded panties and smooth out my shirt, then un-cuffed me and detached the leash from the sawhorse. She hugged me and held me while I cried, still with the gag in my mouth.

"I'm sorry that had to happen. I'm sorry it hurt so badly. But, after this is all over and we go back to how things use to be, but better, you will see that it was all worth it. And if we can live through this, nothing can keep us apart, okay baby?"

I just nodded my head yes

We walked back to the car and I got back n the back seat again, still with the gag locked to my head. I mumbled and pointed to it to signify to take it off. Heather spoke up.

"Oh! She wants us to take out the cock in her mouth. I rather like it in there; it means I can talk to my sister in peace while you are around. You need to learn to shut your mouth when we are speaking and you are not part of the conversation. An you need to learn how to suck that dick anyways. Plus, I have something else for you too."

With that, she poked her body in between the front seats, coming into the back where I was. She grabbed my hands and cuffed them together, then cuffed my ankles as well while both pair of cuffs were linked together, making my hands stuck down by my feet. This made it more comfortable to lie in the seat. Then, Heather put I blindfold on me. I heard her go back to the front seat, and we shortly drove away. I just lied there, bound in the dark unable to speak. Only left with sounds and the pain in my ass, privates, from the cuffs on my hands and ankles, and around my chest; making hard to breath now only available through my nose. I remember hoping no one saw me while we were driving, or someone would see me like a cop. Then pulling us over and freeing me so that I could leave that hellhole. My only thoughts after that were of how I got my self into the situation and how Angela's sister seemed to be at the heart of it all. I wished I were out in a huge pool, floating on the water, free, and clear minded, alone and in the water without a care in the world. With such a fantasy in my mind, I fell asleep. 

When we arrived home, I was awakening to find that I was being let loose of my bounds and told to take in the groceries and shopping bags. They had gone shopping while I was bound in the back seat. They later told me that they threw an old blanket from in the trunk over me, Making it seem like I was just a girl asleep in the back of a car. After my freedom was restored, I carried all the bags into the house. I cleaned up while the girls started cooking. They poured some wine and even offered me some. It was the first time that Heather was being nice to me. We began chatting, drinking, and cooking dinner. It felt as though they were accepting me as an equal, as a woman. It felt kind of nice, that after my days of torture that things were finally looking up. Then I heard the front door open. Oh shit! I forgot our friends don't knock anymore. It was my friend Eddy. He came in with a twelve pack of beer and calling out my name. He seemed in a good mood. Angela went over and welcomed him in and she and Heather started in with small talk

"Hey! Where is Tyler, and who's that chick in the kitchen?"

Heather points to me. "That "chick" in the kitchen IS Tyler!"

I felt as though that was my cue to walk in. I walked towards Eddy, his jaw just hung open. 

"Doesn't he look pretty? Said Heather.

"Tyler? Is that really you?"

I felt a need to be funny here. "No dumb ass, it's your mom!"

"I'll leave you boys, er, you two to talk. I bet you are curious to know why Tyler is now a beautiful Amazon Goddess!"

Heather and Angela walked back into the kitchen, giggling as they walked away. Eddy finally spoke up, undoubtedly asking why I was dressed as I was. I told him the whole story. About how Angela caught me getting head from Jenny and now she wants me to wear SOME female clothing hypothesizing that I wouldn't cheat on her while dressed in such a way. Angela would come in during parts of the story to add her two cents and say that she went a little over board the past couples days and that she also just wanted to play dress up with me, saying that she never had a "girlfriend" like me before. Of course I didn't tell him what was on my dick and up my ass, AND my new sleeping arrangements. Eddy was blown away, but not freaked out as I had thought he would get. He began asking me a hundred questions, some of which Angela or Heather answered, cutting me off before I could reply to embarrass me more than I already was. He wanted to know what I was wearing underneath, if I liked it, why my hair, nails and ears were done as well. He also went as far as to grab one of my false breasts, asking what I was using for "tits." When he pulled on it, it hurt. It also didn't come off my skin. I looked at Angela, and she just smiled at me. She remarked, "Those are REALLY are there, right honey?" I got scared a little. I pulled her into the next room to be alone.

"Are these things really glued to me?"

"Yes, it was Heather's idea. She said you wouldn't cheat if a woman saw that you had bigger tits than she did." She laughed after that.

"Well how long am I suppose to have these things on?"

"Until I find a store that carries the solvent to removed them, or the glue wears off and they fall off."

"And how long does that glue last?

"At least a few months. It's surgical glue from the hospital. You could always ripped them off, but I think some skin would come off with them. Relax though baby (I could tell she was drunk), I'll found out where to buy the remover and we'll get them off surly before your vacation is over. Until then, just enjoy your breast baby and learn what it feels like for a woman on a day to day basis." 

Without waiting for a response, she walked away. I quickly ran into the bathroom to see if what she said was true. I couldn't even pull the cups of my corset down enough to get to the breast, so I tried to just pull them out. It felt as though I was ripping my nipple off and all the skin around it. Oh yeah, they were on there good. With that, I began to get angry. I looked into the mirror at what my girlfriend had done to me. I wanted to get back at her, I wanted to end this. I began looking around for something I could do. I saw a plastic bag in the trash. Hoping to find a receipt or something I could use, I went in the trash. Luckily, I found one. I grabbed an eyeliner pencil and simply wrote on an old receipt "Help Me Please, Tell No ONE!" I calmed myself down. I went into the kitchen and refilled my glass of wine, hoping to calm my nerves a bit. I then walked back into the living room to Eddy. I sat next to him and began to catch up with him, as I had not seen him in a week or so. When I thought the coast was clear, I signaled to Eddy to not say anything, and to take the note I had written. I then pointed to them then the note. I continued small talk to hide my deception while Eddy read the note. He looked at me for confirmation. I nodded my head and then pointed to all I was wearing then pointed to the note again while mouthing the word "please." He shook his head yes and put his hand on my shoulder to confirm that he meant it. I let out a sigh of relief while a tear escaped my eye. 

At that point, the girls came in the room and told us that the food was ready and we could eat. It was one of the first real meals that I had had since this whole thing started. It felt that they could even take food away from me. Making me feel even more helpless. We ate and drank, and drank and talked. In only a couple short hours, it was as though we were all a little tipsy. It was getting late and everyone was also tired. Eddy excused himself saying that he had to work in the morning. I thought he was "huggy" drunk. He gave me a hug good bye, only to whisper in my ear, "I'm going to get you out of this buddy, I swear." he let go, nodded at me and left. As soon as the door shut, Heather walked behind me and attached my collar, cock gag, and cuffed my hands behind me. 

"Time for bed bitch, let's go!" Dragging me to the bedroom. 

Angela began stripping me. Then un-cuffed me to remove the rest of my clothes. Leaving only my corset, panties and bondage gear on me, she put a black satin baby doll nighty on me. After which, pushing me down on the bed, covers already drawn. Then cuffed my hands to the top of the bed and my feet to the bottom, as I had slept the night before. Feeling a little drunk, I wasn't aware of what was really going on. Heather took off by cock gag, only to replace it with a double-sided one that was long on both sides and locked it in place. It was in my throat it was so longer than the previous one. Leaving it there, she walked out of the room and I finally heard her leave. Angela went into the bathroom only to return into the bedroom naked. She walked in and said nothing, but crawled on top of me and fixed her self just over the cock hanging from my mouth. Slowly she pushed it into herself until her pussy rested on my face. She slowly rid the enormous cock in and out of her, while the other end face fucked my throat and me. She would only make remarks like "oh yeah", "fuck yes" and "suck it you whore." Amongst a lot of other different renditions of the word "fuck." She picked up her pace after I finally stopped gagging on my end and began to fuck the hell out herself and my throat. When she came, she actually ejaculated on my face a little and all of her wetness leaked all over me. All I could do was smell her pussy, the thing I wanted the most at that moment. I was so turned on. 

"That was amazing Tina. I hoped you like sucking that big dick while the other side fucked me. Get use to it."

And she rolled over and fell fast asleep. I tried my mumble to her, but she was not alive at that moment. I just lied there with the dick hanging in and out of my mouth, my face soaked, and my dick aching to get hard in it's prison. After a while, I finally fell asleep too. 

When I awoke in the morning, I saw that it was about 2pm, and I was alone. Angela had gone to work and left me bound to the bed. I could see a note hanging from the cock that was protruding from my mouth. It read:

"Dear Tina,

Sorry I left you as you are but I was late for work and did not know what to do. Heather said that she would poke her head in to check on you. I have the keys, so she can't free you even if she wanted to. I'll be home after 5pm to release you, and then we will go out to eat after you clean up. 

Love, Angela"

On the bottom of the same note in different had writing was another note from Heather. It read:

"Hey slut, when you wake up you'll find that I came by while you slept and added a few things to you. The first is a catheter, which you pee into since you can't get up to do that. Also, I gave you couple more shots to help you sleep. Two little ones in your chest and one in your ass. These are to help with your hangover that you would have had. We have to keep our girl in good health. See you later, and don't wonder off. Heather"

I wanted to kill her. I could feel the catheter inside my dick, and it hurt worse than the butt plug that was still in me. I could also feel where I had gotten the shots she spoke of. I wondered what she was pumping me up with. I also felt a pain in my arm. I looked up to find that I was hooked up to an IV drip. How long was I to be bound? 

When Angela came home, I tried to scream for her as loud as I could. She came into the room to find me as I was. She remarked that the IV was to keep me hydrated and the catheter was to help with urination so that I wouldn't get an UTI. She asked me how I felt and said that those vitamins I had been shot up with helped me not be sick after a night of drinking. She also said that she wished she had had the same shots and that she didn't feel to great from all the drinking. She pulled out the catheter, IV, and cock gag. She then released my bounds and helped me out of bed. She then unlocked the corset, un-laced it, and took it off of me. Then telling me to take a shower while she changed the bed sheets. As soon as I got into the bathroom, I stripped off my panties, and pulled out the butt plug. It hurt to pull it out as I did, but I needed to use the toilet so bad. The weight of the butt plug attached to my chastity device hurt a little as well. After I relieved my self. Angela came into the bathroom.

"Good, you took out your plug; I was coming in here to tell you to do that. So now that you're done, and before you put it back in, I need you to do something. You need to use an enema about 4 times to really clean yourself out. I didn't even argue. I just took the enema from her hand and went into the shower. After reading the directions I inserted the enema in me and then rinsed, and repeated, only to find Angela watching me the entire time. She then told me not to shave and that after my shower; I could put on some comfortable clothes and relax. That night, no one came over, and Angela kind of pampered me. It seemed that she felt bad for leaving me as I was. I only dressed back into the corset, panties, and a woman's tracksuit to lounge in. It was not very girly like that clothes had been wearing, but with my body in the shape it was in, it was definitely female. We cooked a little meal and ate. Then went out to see a movie. It was nice to feel loved again and that she was finally forgiving me. I didn't even have to get dolled up to leave, although Angela said I should put on a little make-up to make it look like I wasn't so tired from sleeping all day. Still, with the wig, nails, make-up and everything else, no one gave me a look that would suggest I wasn't a woman. When we got home, we were both tired and went to bed. She didn't even lock me up, but she did leave the corset on me saying that I need to get use to it and that it will make me slimmer and sure beats exercise and eating less. As long as I took vitamins and kept the corset on and kept up with my swimming, I would loose weight in no time. Not that I was fat, but she wanted me slimmer. I wore a full red nightgown to sleep in, and Angela wore a similar one. We lied down for bed then began making out like we use to when we first got together. It was amazing. I could tell she was getting turned on, as was I. We were rubbing each other's bodies. It was all nice and hot till she reached for my dick and felt its prison and said, 




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"Oh yeah, almost forgot. Sorry baby. Maybe next time. Let's just go to sleep for now."

And with that, we held each other till we fell asleep in our satin bed. Things were looking up from there. 

The next morning, I awoke to find my self still free and still in my clothes from the night before. I was alone and it was only 11am. I knew Ang was at work. On the end table next to the bed was another note.

"Hey baby, I hope you slept well and wake up before noon. I booked you an appointment at the salon for 1pm; just go in something causal like last night. I already paid them with my credit card, so you don't need to take any money. Also, I made a shake for you; it's in the fridge. They will take care of you. I will see you when I get home. Be good, and have fun.

Love, Angela

P.S. I left you some panties to wear today. I would love to see you wear them for me."

I found the panties she referred to on the dresser. They were pink, satin, lace, and Lycra with lace ruffles on the butt. I thought "whatever" and continued to do my normal routine. I found the shake and drank it down after I dressed. It tasted stronger that before, like Angela put too much of the vitamins in it or something. 

It was weird to drive my car. I hadn't even sat in it since everything went down, also showing something else that can be taking away from me if I fuck up. It felt strange to open the door with the long nails and try to change the radio. I adjusted the mirrors. With the corset on, I sat straight up, so I sat differently in my car. I sat higher up with my chest sticking out. It was also strange to have to pull the seat belt over my new breast forms to drive. I drove quickly to my appointment, dodging traffic to try to make it on time. When I arrived, I was yet again given the full treatment. But this time was different. All my body hair was waxed, and my eyebrows shaped. Then the wig was removed. I was given a facial while another girl did my nails. She removed the long nails and only did my existing nails and painted them, along with my toes, a color I picked out. They were painted a pinkish skin tone color, that didn't stand out so much but had a bit of a sparkle to it; that I didn't notice till I held them up in the light. The wig was not re-attached, but a new one was placed on my head and styled. I could take this one off! My make-up was redone to be casual but still feminine style and to not look so sluttish. I looked more like a professional girl and not so "done up." After which, I drove home to find Eddy waiting for me at my house. As soon as I pulled up and got out, he walked to my car. 

"Hey, I tried to call your cell."

"I don't even know where my cell phone is anymore. What's up?"

"Well don't you just look precious?"

"Please don't add to the humiliation dude. Let's go inside."

Once inside the house, I asked Eddy, "So can you help me or not?"

"I've been thinking of what I could do. You will have to give me some proof of what's going on here. Like pictures, recorded conversations, any evidence you know."

"I will have to record a conversation, but you are free to take pictures. I'll show you of what."

I showed him my dresser and closet where my clothes had been removed and replaced with female ones. He began taking pictures with his digital camera. I then had him take pictures of me and all the things that had been changed to my appearance. I even bit my lip and pulled down my pants and panties and showed him that chastity device and butt plug, panties, waxed skin, corset with locks, and glued on fake breast. He took many pictures, commenting on things. Asking me how some things felt on me. He then began to try and cheer me up and told me to pose pretty for a couple shots. I humored him and he took several shots of me in different poses of me pretending to be sexy. Showing him my panties and the straps to my corset, rubbing my nipples to my false breast. We joked and laughed at this till I was in horror when I heard the toilet flush. Who was in my house? 

Heather came walking out of the bathroom, grinning from ear to ear. 

"So, did your boyfriend come over to take photos of your pretty lingerie? Sounds kind of slutty to me."

"We were just having some fun at my expense."

"Sounds like fun. That's a nice camera Eddy, may I see it?"

"Sure thing!" said Eddy.

Heather looked at the photos on the camera, replying how naughty they were. After a few minutes of flipping through the pictures on the camera, she handed it back and ask Eddy how long he was staying, as we were about to leave.

"Well I have to head out too, but I will talk to you later Tyler and I hope to see you later as well Heather."

Heather smiled and said, "I'm sure you will."

After Eddy left, Heather went and locked the door. We had two dead bolts, a regular one and one that requires a key on both sides that we normally never locked. She locked them all, and then stuck the key down her bra. She then threw something at me, something small, hitting me in the face. It was the memory card to Eddy's camera that held all the pictures we just took. The only proof to the outside world to get my life back. 

"Thought you were pretty smart huh? Thought that you could get out of your punishment that easy did you?"

"Look. I asked him for help before my new found freedom today, before when things were bad."

"Well if you thought things were bad before, you will wish for those days after what I do to you now!"

She took the card from my hand and ran to the sink in the kitchen and stuck it down the garbage disposal. The whole time I was yelling at her, pleating to forgive me and that I didn't mean anything by it. But she didn't listen; she went to her purse and got something out, keeping it behind her back. She then walked up to me and grabbed my chastity device, and pulled me to my room by my dick. I screamed out in pain. She then picked up the speed, enough for me to get a little run, while she stopped and got behind me and pushed me to the bed, then jumped on my back holding me down. I felt a sharp pain in my ass, and I went to yell in pain, before everything went black and I passed out. 

I awoke to find my self bound in a hog-tied position and in darkness but I could hear loud rock music playing, covering up all sound. Only this time, I could feel a vibrater up my ass and on full blast. My chest and ass hurt again where I felt as if I was given shots again. My corset and chastity device were still on me. I could feel the long cock gag in my mouth again. I also felt something holding the dildo in my ass, like a harness, and I could also feel a collar on my neck that made my neck stay in one place. 

I felt a deep pain in my head as if someone just punched me. I then heard a few voices, but couldn't make out the words through the music. Then, the gag was detached and pulled out of my mouth, and as soon as it was out of my mouth it felt like it was pushed right back in. But it was different. It was warm and felt like real skin, the cock was buried deep down my throat till I felt hair on my face. It was pubic hair, and this was a real cock! Where was I? Who's cock was in my mouth? Who ever it was began face fucking me for real. I couldn't keep up. As he was going to town on my mouth, I felt someone mess with the harness on the dildo in my ass, and pull it out, only to replace it with another. This on was real too. Dear God no, I thought. I had a dick in my ass too. And this guy had to be huge; it was if he was splitting me in two like a log. The two guys finally got a rhythm going and fucked my face and ass while I just laid there and cried. Suddenly, the burst of hot cum filled my mouth. They continued to fuck me as my mouth filled with cum. The guy then plugged my nose, making me swallow all his cum so that I could breath from my mouth, which was hard to do due to the throbbing cock in my mouth. Moments later, the guy in my ass shot his load deep into me. Ass soon as I thought it was over, both dick were replaced with two more and the cycle continued again. It seemed as though this went on for hours and with several different men. All other either shooting their load in my ass, or in my mouth and making me swallow it. Due to the constant prostate stimulation, I came without orgasm on what ever I was laying on, stomach down. I felt someone cleaning me up down there, only to shove my own cum in my mouth after the cock which resided in it was removed. I then felt the cock gag shoved back into my mouth and locked into place, and the dildo shoved back in my ass and locked in with the harness, which was placed around my waist. The dildo was then turned on to vibrate, I felt someone slap my face, and a heard a door close. Leaving me there bound, and in the mess of many men, nothing but a shell of the man I use to be. I felt broken and weak. I had just been rapped by God knows who and left here, where ever, for God knows what next. I cried till I fell asleep. 

I awoke at home, bound, with Heather sitting my chest. She told me how I had been out for a few days and how I had been reattached to the catheter and IV. I had pains that felt as though I was shot up again; the butt plug was back in place, only now feeling a bit bigger than before. 

"I hope you learned your lesson. There are things worse than having to wear some girl's clothes and be like us. I can make you get fucked like us. And if you keep being a little bitch, I'll make sure you get fucked like that till you die or you kill yourself. YOU GOT THAT WHORE?"

I shook my head yes as I cried. Realizing that it was all real and not a dream, that it all had really happened to me, and because Heather had wished it so. She then stuck something else into my IV and said "goodnight bitch." Afterwards the room went black and I was only left to dream of freedom. 

When I wake up, I found that I was soundly in bed, in pink flannel pajamas wearing pink panties. I wasn't hooked up to anything but I still had the corset, chastity device and butt plug. Without being told to do so, I got up, peed, showered, lotioned up, dressed in an a nice blue panties, blue skirt, white blouse, strappy heels, and my gold jewelry. Then did my make-up, fixed my wig, and after a few squirts of perfume, strutted my ass into the kitchen. In the fridge was another shake. After enjoying my breakfast, I went on to my chores. This life that I feared was a lot better then the faint dream like state of rape I had. To let me know it was real, I later found a few pictures of dicks in my mouth while I had a blindfold on. The dates on the pictures were only a few days sold. This scared me straight or more so into servitude, as I would do anything for my girlfriend, and ANYTHING to not be mouth and ass rapped again. I only wondered how long this would continue. I had to return to work soon, and I couldn't go dressed as I was. At least I hoped not.



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By this time, other people next to us had to have heard that. I could see them looking at me and whispering, some were giggling. I wanted to die. We finally finished. As we were leaving, Angela headed to the restroom.

"I have to do to the little girl's room, do you need to go too?"

"No, no, I'll wait here."

My god, I was so embarrassed. Lots of people heard that and turned around. I just looked at the floor till Angela came back and we left. When we got home, she just had this smug look on her face. I didn't say a word, I was so pissed. I knew I shouldn't say anything, because I was already in trouble with her. Plus, there was no telling what she would do. We got inside and we both sat down on the couch. She asked me how the whole thing happened with Jenny. I told her the whole story, and even what I was thinking while it was happening. I told her how sorry I was and that I loved her and want to make the relationship work. I told her that I think we have a good thing going for us and that I could our relationship going further. 

"Well, if we were to get married, you have to earn my trust back first."

"I know that. And I want to earn it back, anyway that I can. I mean, I'm wearing your bra and panties for you. That should be proof that I'm man enough to do what it takes to keep my girl."

"That's true, and I want you to keep wearing them until I say not to. You will wear bra and panties everyday until I feel that I can trust you again."

"Why a bra too?"

"Because I know you won't be taking off your shirt for any other girls."

"What about when I go swimming? I can't wear a bra to the gym!"

"I will go with you to the gym from now on. You don't have to wear a bra, but you do have to wear a thong under you swimming bottoms. Fair enough?"

"Yeah, that's fair."

"But as soon as you change back into your clothes at the gym, the bra and panties go back on!"

"That will be tricky to not be seem wearing that in that men's dressing room."

"Then we will have to think of a way to fix that. Until then, I also want you to do the chores around the house. Since you are not working until your boss gets back in town, you need to do something instead of getting head from my EX best friend, and sleeping till 3pm."

"Yes hunny, you got it."

"Say yes ma'am!"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good girl, now go do the laundry and make the bed. You messed it up earlier too. And it needs clean sheets."

"Yes ma'am"

I did everything she said. She just sat there watching TV and called her sister on the phone. I could hear her laughing and say shit like "he's wearing blah, blah, blah," and I made him do such, and such." this seem to be a plot conjured up by her sister. And what ever it was, I think it was working. I was doing chores that I don't normally do, and wearing her underwear. I just keep thinking to myself, that this won't last forever, and everything will go back to normal. Wrong. Wrong. 

When we went to bed, she had told me to wear one of her teddies to sleep. I recognize it because I bought it for her on Valentine's Day. She only wore it that once. It even had matching red panties. I put it on and jumped in bed so fast, in hopes that no one would see me through the window. That night, she slept with her arms around me so tight that; I never got out of bed. When I awoke in the morning, it was 8am, and Angela was already up. She was off on Saturdays, and I wondered why she was up so early. I got out of bed and grabbed the robe that had been laid out for me. It also matched the teddy. I walked into the kitchen, following the noise of the blender. Angela was making some kind of drink.

"Good morning babe, wucha making?"

"Just a protein shake. I found the recipe on TV and thought you should have one. It's a breakfast shake. It's fast and easy to make and we have a lot of shit to do today so you need a quick breakfast."

"What about your breakfast?"

"I already ate and made some phone calls while you slept. We have a busy day, so go put on clean panties and matching bra and get dressed. By the time you are done, your shake will be ready, and you can drink it in the car."

I didn't even skip a beat; I just did as I was told. I picked out a pair of green satin panties and a bra that matched that just so happed to be a little padded too. I continued with jeans, shirt and a sweatshirt to hide my shamed underwear. I went into the living room, Angela handed me the shake, and grabbed her purse and we headed out. I wondered what was so important. What phone calls she made.

"Where are we going?"

"To the beauty shop."

"May I ask why?"

"I need to get some things done and I don't want to leave you alone. Plus, I want you to get some stuff done too."

"Like what?"

"Well, you really need a manicure and pedicure. AND, your eye-brows look like caterpillars."

" I hope it's nothing I can't take off, I don't want people to think I'm a faggot."

"Oh sweetie, they won't think you're a fag for having nice nails and nice eyebrows, they will think you are a fag for wearing woman's underwear!"

"I'm wearing them for you babe!"

"I sure hope that's the reason. I don't want a guy boyfriend."

I just clammed up as to avoid a fight. I was already in enough bullshit. We drove for about 15 minutes. We didn't really talk much, so Angela just turns up the radio, She was playing Tori Amos. Very girly. Damn, I felt like such a little bitch. When we got to the beauty shop, Angela took my hand and pulled me inside. We walked up to the desk.

"I'm Angela Rose here for my 9am appointment, along with Tyler Corvin for his appointment as well."

The clerk said, "Okay Angela, you come with me, and Tyler, you can go right over to Beth on the right side, she is waiting for you."

I walk over to Beth, who looked like a 25-year-old upscale girl that went to the mall all the time. She was short, with dyed red hair lots of make-up. I sat down and put my hands on the table.

"Are you Tyler, my 9 o'clock?"

"Yes I am."

"Good, you requested a lot done, so let's not waste anytime."

And like a marathon runner, we were off. She did my hands first. She filled my nails done and smoothed them out, then proceeded to put fake tips on my nails. I looked over at Angela and just pointed at her chest, then mine. Basically saying I will tell you are wearing a bra if you don't do it. She smiled and continued getting her hair done. I just turned around, and let the girl finish my nails. The tips were not too long, but enough to look like girl's nails. After the tips were dry, she painted my nails with a deep red. I just sat there and bit my lip. I wanted to get up and leave. I wanted to run home and pack my shit and move out. But I was in too deep as it was. I really wanted to fix things with Angela. I just kept thinking to myself, I love her, and the pussy is good and is really worth all this shit. I was just glad that I was off work for 2 more weeks, and hopefully after that point, that Angela would stop this shit, and I could go back to being me. After my fingernails were done, Beth went one to my toes. She filled them down and smoothed them and painted them the same color as my fingernails. I looked like such a bitch. My body hair was already gone, so I really looked like a fag. The girl just kept work, smiling and would compliment my legs, and nails and how smooth of skin I had. She probly thought I was a drag queen or something. After my nails, she waxed and plucked my eyebrows into very girly arches. There was no way to hide that at work. And I just hoped my eyebrows grew back before I went back to work. She then went on to give me a facial. While some cream shit was on my face and I had to keep my eyes closed, she pierced my ears. I could hear Angela next to me tell her to do both ears twice. It hurt like hell. And since I couldn't see what was going on, I couldn't stop them or protest. I could always take them out right? Beth told me leave them in for 6 weeks, and keep them clean and don't mess with them or they will get infected. She finished up with my face, washing off the cream stuff and even dried me off. I had been really relaxed till the ear-piercing thing. Beth said, "Almost done, just have to do your make-up and you can go home." Make-up? I though. What the hell did Angela tell her about me? What's next after this? Oh well, I love her and I can always wash the shit off. She went on to put foundation, powder, rouge, eyeliner, eye shadow, and pencil in some color on my eyebrows, mascara, and even some ruby red lipstick. I heard Angela call the girl over to her. They were whispering something and then Beth walked off into the back of the store. She came back with two fake heads with wigs on them and showed them to Angela. I heard her say "that one!" and Beth cam e back and starting combing my hair back. She used some kind of tape on my head, and then placed the wig on my head. It was a brown with blonde streaks, about shoulder length. She brushed it out and even styled it for me and said "Tada!!"

"What do you think?"

"I think I look hot!"

"Yes you do, if I was a lesbian, I would be all over you. You must have some big balls to put all this girly get up on, huh."

"Yeah, you could say that. I'm doing it for a special someone."

"Oh so do you have a date tonight?"

"Yes, with my lady over there."

"Oh I see, are you two going out on a double date with two other guys?"

"No, no! It's not like that."

Angela butted in, "She is shy about her date tonight. He's a big business type and she wants to impress him by being feminine as he can be. Can you recommend any clothing and shoe shops for her?"

That girl though I was gay, and was getting dolled up for a guy. I was so mad, I could have slapped her. I just bit my tongue and paid the girl. When I turn around, Angela snapped a picture of me with her camera phone. I must have turned 10 shades of red, but you never would have know from all the make-up I had on. When we left, I almost ran to the as to not be seen. Angela took her time, asking me what I thought of her hair and nails. From there, we drove to the mall. Needless to say, we walked out with multiple bags from Victoria's Secret, some dress shops, and some shoe shops. She had to have maxed out my bank account. Every store, she would make me try the stuff on, and every store, I looked like some knew I was a guy and was laughing at me. Angela made me even wear a red sleeveless knee high dress out of the store, along with a pair of red 3" high heels. She even took me to a jewelry store and bought me a necklace, bracelets, ear rings, and rings for my fingers. We had to ask some teenage boys to help with all the bags, there were so many. We got back to the car and the boys helped us load everything back in, as Angela was thanking them for helping us, one of them slapped me hard on my ass and they all ran away. Angela was snorting from laughing so hard. We got into the car.

"Oh Tina, look like you have some admires!"

"Fuck those stupid punks, and did you just call me Tina?"

"Yes I did! I can't call you by a stupid boy's name while you are dressed like that."

"Speaking of that, why am I dressed like this?"

"Because you won't cheat on me if other girls think you are a girl."

"That's not funny!"

"I know, it was a dumb joke. I just wanted to do something we have never gotten to do before as a couple. I wanted to do something today that I thought might bring us closer together. If you want to be with me, then you should be able to be with through everything in my life, and I for you. I want to do things you want to do too. I just want us to stay together. I just got carried away with the bra and panties thing, and I guess I was thinking of you like a girl friend, and girl friends have girl's day out like this. I just wished you had enjoyed it. I know I did."

"If that's what this was about, then it's cool. As long as I can take all this shit off. I did say I would do anything for you, and you ran with it. It this makes you happy, them I'm happy. I want to make you happy any way I can. If that means dressing up in woman's clothes for you, then so be it. My love for you is more important. If it will make you trust me more, then I will do it as long as it takes. I love you Angela!"

"I love you too........................Tina!"

Those words echoed in my head the whole ride home. "As long as it takes." I don't know why, but I couldn't get that out of my head, I hope I didn't dig my self another hole. We just held hands the whole ride home. Once inside, I had to pee. So I ran to the bathroom, I shut the door and I heard Angela say, "You better sit when you pee like a good girl." damn, she was taking this far. I hiked up the dress and dropped my panties and sat down to pee. I felt like suck a bitch, while sitting there, I looked at my finger and toenails. Everything about me was now girly. I even used a tissue to wipe my dick when I was done peeing. I pulled my panties back up, making sure to tuck my package back, and smoothed my new dress back down. I went to the sink to wash my hands. In the process, I look at my self in the mirror. I was the first chance I really got to look at myself. And I didn't see me. I saw a hot girl with a flat chest. I couldn't see anything that you would be able to tell I was male. This shocked me and I finished up and went into the living room where Angela was waiting. She was tying up some big black hefty back full of something, I though it was trash.

"What do you got there?"

"This? This is all of you boxers and wife beater shirts. I'm putting them along with about half you boy clothes in these bags until you are trustworthy. I left your work clothes and some things to wear when you leave the house."

"What? Why my clothes? I thought this was only the underwear thing?"

"Well you did say you would do anything for me, and I want you to get in touch with your feminine side. Maybe then you won't get your little clit suck by another woman. You are to wear these things, as long as it takes!"

"And how long is that?"

"That all depends on you. How long it takes you to regain my trust enough that I can send you out into the world in your boy clothes and you won't cheat on me!"

"I promise I won't, I promise I will be good!"

" I know you will, I have gone to great lengths to make sure of that."

"And what will you do with my clothes until then?"

"I will take them over to my sister's house where I know you won't go and you can't get to them. I also know you have no more money to buy more clothes incase you leave and try to sneak away and buy some boy clothes. For now, go put away your new clothes. I know you will have room for them now!"

I did as I was told. That night, she made me make dinner and to the dishes afterwards while she took a bath. When she was done, she ran a bath for me as well. It was filled with perfumes, oils, and bubbles. There were candles lit and some classical music playing. It was very relaxing. I had a shower cap over my wig to not get it wet. I even had a glass of wine. I washed up, shaved and soaked in the water till Angela came and got me out. I was almost asleep when she came in the holding up a towel. I patted myself dry. Angela instructed me to rap the towel around my chest, and rub baby oil all over as I normally did, except this time when I was done, she squirted me with some new perfume we bought. I put on some pink satin panties. Angela came into the room with some type of cream. She put it on her hands and rubbed it on my chest. She said she wanted me nice and smooth, it felt so good. I didn't want her to stop. She then ran into the bathroom to wash the stuff off her hands. While doing so, she yelled to me to put on the nightgown she had laid out for me on the bed. It was pink to match the panties. It also had white lace and a bow on it.

"Are you going to keep a death grip on me like you did last night?"

"Funny that you mention that. I did that so that you wouldn't run away and change out of your pretty undies and cheat on me again. But tonight I have some better than bear hugging you all night. Lay down!"

I laid down and she grabbed my arms and put them over my head. I felt her hand cuff my hands to the bars on the headboard. As soon, as I was about to ask her what she was doing, she shoved another pair of balled up panties into my mouth. She then grabbed a roll of duck tape from under the bed and tape my mouth shut. I laid there, muttering nothingness through my gag. She leaned over me and turned the light out.

"That should keep you where I want you. Now that I now you aren't going to leave me, especially dressed like that. I can get some sleep. Good night Tina. Hope you are ready for more fun tomorrow!"