From our 2000 Archives,
ADAM, by Amy Lynn
I was listening to my Mom and my sister Kay. I was hidden behind the door and they were arguing again about Mom going away for the weekend. This had been going on for nearly a month. The argument was about "babysitting Adam." Simple problem, Mom insisted that Kay do it and she wanted to have the time free to pursue other entertainment, like boys. Older sisters are such a pain some times, but this time I agreed. I didn't want to be watched by her, I had plans of my own and they did not include being watched buy anyone.
With Mom gone, then I have a clear access to working on my rocket formula. Mom had put a stop to it when I set Miss Anderson's house on fire next door. Slight miss-calculation in the formula. Things happen when you're a scientist. Or as Kay liked to put it "a nut cast." She has a lot of room to talk; she's a computer geek. She never leaves that computer unless it's for boys.
I got up and went to my room. Unknown to me, the conversation downstairs changed. Ok, he's gone. Now did you and your friends get everything prepared? It's all together and in the sowing room. I have it set up like I'm making something for a friend's little sister. Tomorrow I'll get a phone call, the "try on" will be canceled and I'll go ballistic. You get around to suggesting we try it on Adam. You're going to need to insist when he sees what he's getting into. I know, are you sure this will keep control of him all week? If it don't then nothing will. After I have him secured then you can go for as long as you want. Don't worry, he wont be going anywhere or doing anything without my permission. Did you get your part done?
Yes the spare room is setup. Miss Anderson is coming over Sunday to see it and him. Oh he'll love that. I don't want you taking advantage of this. Your not to leave him alone, understand? I won't Mom. I'll be near him at all times, I promise. Nothing happened that day and Mom kept working on my sister to baby-sit me. On Thursday I told my sister, off to the side, to just agree and I would take care of myself. Sure, just like the last time. I had no idea where you were for three days. You got arrested and I had to use all my savings to bail you out. When Mom got home I got grounded through the Freshman Prom. You ruined my year. No way, I'm trying to talk her into letting Miss Anderson sit for you.
No way, not Miss Anderson. She has it in for me. That's not my fault. Look, you sit for me and just let me do my thing and I promise I'll be good. Like when has your promise been worth anything? Ok, Ok let's say I'll owe you one. She looked thoughtful. Spell out, "owe me one." I'll do one thing for you. Anything within reason. That's very generous, but I don't believe you. No deal. Sometimes it doesn't pay to be known for not keeping your word. Miss Anderson would be a bad mistake. She hates me and thinks I need to learn a major lesson. I overheard Mom talking one time and I found out that Miss Anderson was a prostitute most of her life. Mom was saying, "I don't think men or boys are her favorite subject anymore. She seems to think that they all need to be more like her." Well I have been fairly bad to her, but she deserves me telling the whole neighborhood. A boy can't keep that kind of thing in forever. Besides, she's mean, all the way through.
I let Mom know that I would be good and that she didn't need to get anyone else to sit me. Kay would do fine and I would be nice and obey her. Mom looked at me and said, we'll see. I could see she was skeptical. I needed to be on my best behavior until she leaves.
Part 2 The Set-Up
I woke up and went down for breakfast. This was Friday, Mom leaves today for her trip. I could hardly wait for her to leave. I had to play it cool thought, so after I ate, I helped clean up including doing the dishes. That was a big surprise for Mom and Kay. Mom said, perhaps he is willing to be good for a while. Kay said, not a chance, he's just suc-king up so you won't call Miss Anderson.
Kay is a butt most of the time, but I knew how to play Mom. I turned around and with a tear in my eye, (caused by soap), I said, I'll be good, I promise. After doing the dishes, I went into the front room and started watching TV. Cartoons. I never do this but I knew it was time for Kay's favorite show, "Fashion Fantastic," can you believe it. What a boring show. She came in, sat down and started to look for the remote. I had it, so without even asking for it she started to complain to Mom. I said I'm sorry, then I got up and sat down next to her on the couch. I hugged her and stayed leaning against her. I handed her the remote. She looked at me as if I had germs or something. I just stayed there and when she changed the channel I asked questions about some fashions like I was interested, yuck.
She whispered to me, "nice play Adam, Mom is suc-king this up real good." I smiled up to her and said, I know. Just after the extremely boring show was over the phone rang. I got to it first. On the line was someone crying. I could hardly recognize anything she said until she said Kay. Then I handed it to my sister and said, it's for you, and somebody is really upset. I can't understand anything she's saying. I hope no one died. That would be sad, and I got a sad look on my face.
Mom was still suc-king this all up. I was playing this good, just six or seven more hours and I could pay Kay back for making me go through all this. Kay was trying to calm her down and finally did. It was a long conversation and Kay was getting madder by the minute. She asked to talk to the girl's father and to the Mother and her sister. Each time she just got madder. I could tell that it was something about the outfit she had been slaving over for weeks. Something about "it will never fit unless I can have someone her size to try it on."
Kay slammed the phone down then sat on the floor and started crying. Mom was instantly by her side. Man, someone had just devastated my sister. This was a school project and her grades and the grades of four other students depended on this fitting correctly. It would mean the difference between an "A" and failing as this was there entire yearly project.
Mom was sitting on the floor with her trying to calm her down. This was playing right into my hands, if I could help somehow then I would be a hero and Mom would have to believe I was being good. Mom, I don't see the problem. Just get someone real close to her size and try it on her. Mom looked at me and said that's a great idea. Then Kay and Mom started talking about who could do it. No Susan is to small. What about Linda's daughter? To tall and too fat. Well what about Mrs. Commings accost the street. Her daughter could try it on. She's to short and far to small.
Look Mom I need some that is exactly 4'9", weights about 70 lbs. Flat chest, very small waste, long legs, and small behind. We committed on her boyish figure and built some things in to give her a more girlish one. That's skinny, not very many people around to fit those measurements. Then Mom looked at me. She smiled and said except your brother. My eyes almost popped out of there sockets. I don't know what she made but it was definitely for a girl and there was no way I was going to try it on. Mom got up and came over to me. Adam. No way Mom. I have by pride. I can't dress like a girl, what if someone sees me? I'd die.
I could see the disappointment in Mom's eyes, I was loosing her. Darn! I had to try something desperate. Look Mom, I may not even fit into it. Kay, go get your measuring tape. Kay got up and nearly ran into the sowing room. She returned with hope in her eyes and a cloth measuring tape. She measured me and to my dismay I was exactly the same measurements as this girl. They even weighed me and I weighted exactly 71 lbs.
Mom sat me down and said, look, this is a big thing for your sister. It will only take a few minutes and then it's all over. On one will see you. We'll do everything in the sowing room and draw the curtains closed and not answer the door at all, not for anyone. I'll help so that you know Kay won't try anything, OK? I needed to get Mom to be on my side right now so I said OK.
Chapter Three: Costume
Kay said, we need him to feel and stand like a girl so lets get him prepped first. Mom asked, what did you have in mind? Don't worry, just a bubble bath while were laying out the cloths. When is the last time you took a bath Adam? I lied and said last Wednesday. It was really last Saturday. Mom, I don't want him ruining the cloths, he smells. I understand, come on Adam, a bath won't hurt you.
We went up to Mom's room which is cool, she has the big tub and I can almost swim in it. It's a real treat to get to take a bath in it. She had me take off my cloths while she got the bubble bath ready so I did not see her add lavender sent. I got into the tub when it was ready and played around for a while. Mom finally decided that I needed to finish saying that she was packed and needed to leave early to check in at the airport. She started washing me, something she had not done in a long time. I wasn't going to complain, in fact, I asked her why she stopped before.
You're getting a little big for Mommy to be washing you don't you think? But she had a tear in her eye when she said it, like she enjoyed it also.
We finished and Mom took me out. She dried me off and then blow-dried my hair. I had let it grow long during the winter and now that summer was here, I fully intended to ask Mom for a hair cut.
Mom then took me down to the sowing room. Kay was their waiting for us. I felt rather embarrassed standing there naked, but Kay said it was necessary. She placed a cloth around my eyes. Mom asked why the blindfold? I thinking that it will make it easier for him if he don't see. I took the blindfold off and said I want to know what your doing to me.
Kay said, OK, but this is a special costume. It's like nothing you ever hurd of. This is for a costume party? Yes. That's cool, I can look at it as if I was wearing a costume, even if it's a girls one. At least I'm not actually wearing girls cloths.
Chapter Four: The Costume Part 1.
Kay smiled and said great. Here is the first item. She held up a pair of panties. It was different in that it had metal eyeholes on the side and a metal chain that ran through it and around the waste. I pulled them up.
Then she handed me a "corset". I looked at Mom, I had no idea what to do with it. It had wires coming out if it and a chain and eyeholes. Kay said that the other cloths were made to fit over this. Mom took it and started wrapping it around me. She laced it up and pulled on the laces while Kay took my measurement. It was getting very tight. Mom asked, how much more? Just one more inch. Mom put her knee in my back and pulled hard. Kay said that's it. Mom tied off the strings.
I put my hands behind me and tried to untie it. I could not. Mom, I can't hardly breath. Get me out of this, please. Mom sat down and looked me in the eye. When I was young I had to ware these every day. Each day when you put them on it is hard to breathe, but the parts inside you move over shortly and you can breath again. Just relax and give it a minute or two. Ok, I'll try.
Next came a training bra. It had padding. Not a lot, but enough to ensure that it was highly noticeable that the girl has tits. Then Kay came over with several locks. She put one lock through the left side of the eyehole in the panties and into a matching eyehole on the corset. Then she did the same thing with the top of the corset and the bra. She went around to the other side and put two locks there. I was now locked into this part of the costume.
Why lock her into it? What kind of costume party is it anyway? She smiled at me and said a very special party. She went behind me and placed something small in my panties. It went right down by my balls and she moved it around. I could feel her locking this around my privets. The item had tiny wires that went up and plugged into the wires coming out of the corset. Then she pulled the chain attached to the panties and locked it to the back of the corset. I tried to get my hands down and into the panties but the chain was tight around the legs and waste now and I could no. I could feel it behind the steal mesh that made up the crotch of the panties.
Now she pulled out a pair of socks. They were little girl socks and she put them on my feet while Mom held me up. She turned the top of the socks over so that the ruffles would show. They were white with light yellow ruffles and little pink flowers. Yuck! Next came a pair of weird shoes. They were mirror shinny and black and had three inch heals. They went on my feet and fit real well. They were cushioned and felt nice. Kay pulled a buckle accost the top of my foot and another around my ankle, then a strap ran up the side covering both buckles and she used a little lock to secure it. She did the same with the other foot. Now I had little girl shoes locked on my feet. Wonderful! I could hardly stand.
Chapter Five: The Costume Part 2.
Next came a slip. I could not believe this slip. It was way to thin for me. She had me put my hands up and then she pulled it over my head. Mom and Kay took several minutes pulling it down. When she got it all the way down I noticed that the top was not made of little straps like Mom and Kay's slips. This slip was made of a stretchable cloth that was very silky and the slip had short arms and a neck. Kay went around to the back and I heard the click of another lock. The slip came al the way to just above my ankles. I tried to take a step, but the slip made it impossible to walk more that a couple if inches at a time. How is she going to go to a costume party when she can't walk? You guys are nuts!
Next came another slip. Mom said it was a petticoat. The top looked a lot like the top on the other slip but this one went all the way to the floor and had bright pink letters around the skirt. I couldn't make out what they said as things were going to fast. I did as told and put my hands up. Too late to back out now, especially with all these locks. This was some strange girl that would ware this. Mom pulled the petticoat over my head and it flowed down my body until it almost hit the floor. My shoulders sagged. This thing weighted a ton. Do all petticoats weight this much. Kay answered, no, of course not. This one is special. It has over one hundred yards of cloth all cotton. Try lifting it up.
I tried and could hardly find all the layers. How's she supposed to go to the restroom in this? She isn't, not without some help. We sewed over fifty pounds of steal weight into one of the center layers at the bottom of the slip. Bend at the knees. I did, which was not easy with the tight slip underneath. When the petticoat hit the floor the weight was gone. It was sitting on the floor. Kay said, that took a lot of design and redesign to get it so that the whole outfit sits on the floor and not on the shoulders of the person wearing it. Unless of course you need to move around. Then you have to pick up the entire weight and take it with you.
I can't see her moving much unless she is a lot stronger than I am. I can hardly move now. Mom and Kay both smiled and said, only one more item. Kay brought out a dress. It wasn't really fancy but it was very purity. The dress was a light yellow with little pink flowers, it had some white lace around the high collar, and around the short selves. There was also a wide pale pink sash that tied into a big bow in the back and pockets. Mom said, it's almost over. Put your arms up. She looked at her watch, it was time for her to leave.
I said I hope so as it's getting warm in here. I had to keel down due to the weight of the petticoat just to put my hands up. They both saw this and again smiled. Mom went over and turned up the air conditioning. The dress went over my head and as it did I noticed several pieces of steal and chain in side. It settled around my waste perfectly. Kay went around the back and zipped it up. The zipper locked in place with a heavy click. I expected it this time and didn't panic as much.
Kay said, one more thing and were done putting it on. Put your hands in the pockets. I did and she said futher. I had to make a fist to get them in farther. I could feel the chain and knew that these pockets were made with a steal mesh. Mom took one side and Kay took the other. Mom said shove your hands in as far as you can dear. I may rip the dress Mom. Kay said, don't worry, you can't rip this dress, it's made of a nylon weave used for airplanes. I could hardly cut it. I shoved both my hands in as far as I could and CLICK, CLICK. Mom and Kay both clicked something inside the pockets. Try to get your hands out.
I tried, but there was no way. I couldn't even straighten them out, so my fingers were useless. I said, nope, you did a good job on that. I can't use my hands or fingers.
Chapter Six: Trapped
Kay stood back and looked at her accomplishment. Something's wrong. She said that my head just don't look right. They started moving stuff out of the way and placed a chair in the middle of the room. They helped me walk over to it and sit down. Sitting was actually convertible. They started doing something with my hair. Mom actually took some makeup from somewhere and applied some to my face. She put a little necklace around my head and closed the clasp.
Stand up Adam. I did but it was hard. Now move over to that three-way mirror. Mom, I can't get that far on my own. I need help. Try. We need to see how the outfit moves. I stood straight to pick up the weight and moved about a foot. I had to rest. I tried again and moved another foot. Then I had to rest for a longer time. Kay asked, hard to move? Sis, I'm giving it everything I got and my feet are starting to hurt and my shoulders hurt and I can't pick up the weight. When I do get the weight up, I can only move my feet a few short inches due to the under slip. If I hold the petticoat up to long it almost pulls me down. I can't make it to the mirror. I can hardly make it two feet.
Mom said, here let us help you. She looked at her watch again. Mom and Kay picked me up and carried me to the three-way mirror. They put me down. I was shocked. There was a very pretty girl in a really pretty dress. Her hands were in the pockets but you could not see any locks or anything. Kay asked, what do you think? Mom said I think you did a wonderful job Kay. Kay asked, what do you think Adam? I think that the girl that wears this costume is not going to be going anywhere. Mom said. And that's exactly the point.
I said, what? But my question was cut off as Kay pushed something in my mouth and tied it in the back. I tried to fight but there was absolute no noticeable struggle. They could see the effort on my face and Mom said, I think this will work.
Chapter Seven: Left In Kay's Hands.
Mom looked at Kay and said ready? Kay and Mom picked me up, it was hard for even them. They carried me upstairs. Mom reached and opened the door to the spare bedroom and they carried me inside. The put me down right in front of a three-way mirror set that was next to a window. This room use to be blank. Now it had wall mirrors all over, and a canopy bed with pink sheets and bedspread, pink lacy curtains that, thank God, were pulled shut. A big lounge chair facing a TV. There was a stereo radio and tape player next to the bed. The speakers were on each side of the head of the bed and facing inward a little so that the sound from the radio would be easy to hear.
I looked at myself and as Mom and Kay straightened me out. Heard a honk and Mom looked out the window. She waived and then closed the curtain. Just in time, the taxi's here. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and said, see you in a week dear.
She left. Kay turned me around so that I faced the window, then she opened the curtains. She watched as Mom had the taxi driver put her bags into the car and she waived as Mom left. Wave by to Mom Adam. She took one of my pigtails and waved it. My eyes were not on Mom, they were on all the kids out side playing. Any minute they would look up and see me. Mom drove off and Kay closed the curtains.
She turned me around to the mirror. She said, having fun. I was crying and wanted to kill her. Mom was going to be gone for a week. She can't leave me like this. Kay starred at me then began to explain. Mom and I knew about her being gone for sometime now. You're so much boy that we had to find a way to keep you out of trouble. I had the kids at school help me build and make this outfit just for you. Like it? I tried to shake my head no, but I realized that the collars of the slips and dress prevented it.
She smiled, we put a lot of thought into this. Look closely at the necklace. I did. It said in big words, "SISSY". I was mortified. I pulled my hands up as much as possible trying to reach it and tear it off. She smiled and said, a nice girl doesn't show her petticoat to the entire world. Look at the words on your petticoat. Embroider on the petticoat in bright pink were words "SISSY" over and over, big enough for all to see, even across the street. I quickly put my hands down, covering up the petticoat. She went over to the window and opened the curtain. I panicked and tried to move away. She went over to the chair and sat down.
Chapter Eight: Step One, Punishment Setup.
She watched me try to get away from the window. When I had made it about four feet, which took a great effort, she came over to me and turned me toward the next mirror. I could clearly see outside. The mirror was positioned so that it reflected my image out the window. She said, the mirrors all show everything in this room except the chair and the bed. Make it to the chair and sit down and no one can see you. Make it to the bed and lay down and know one can see you. The dress is made so that everyone will think your doing this on your own. They can't see the locks or the weights. If you stay in front of them for long they will think your letting them see you on purpose. She went back over to the window and opened it. Then she went to the other window and opened the curtains and window.
She came back and sat down in the chair. I want to hear when they finally do realize it's you up here dressing like a girl. She saw the fear in my face. Don't worry, they can't see me, I'm in the chair. They will think your doing this on your own. Tell you what, you make it this far, to the chair, and I'll get up. You can sit down, and I'll even put something on the TV for you. The chair was over six feet away. I tried but it took an hour of her calling me Sissy and egging me on. While I was trying she would stand up once and a while and let me know who was outside. Sometimes it was one of the guys I hang out with and sometimes it was some girls that I hated and they hated me. What got me to put in the most effort was when she said Miss Anderson was outside walking her dog. I moved two whole feet in one try. Finally I made it to the chair. She moved and I sat down. Sweat was pouring off my forehead. She wiped my face then she tied a wide belt around my chest, further trapping my arms.
She tilted the lounge chair way back and started pushing up the dress and slips. When she got then up around my waste, she undid the locks to my panties. She pulled them down and I felt something cool on my butt hole. Then I felt something shove against it. It hurt and it just kept getting bigger. I could hear her grunting, trying to push a mountain up my backend. Finally I felt the pain and pressure go mostly away. She took a tube with a bulb on it and pumped. After just a couple of pumps I started to cry out. The thing in me was getting bigger. She continued, until I was screaming. She said, I'm not taking you to the bathroom every hour. This will hold you for a couple of days. Miss Anderson gave it to me. She also gave me this. She held up a tube and said, you're not going to like this. I felt her grab my manhood. She started pushing something inside me. It hurt but not badly. When she was finished she did something to the thing she had put around my balls earlier and then tightened it. She pulled my panties back up and locked them in place, then she made me stand up as she straightened my slip, petticoat and dress. She said I put a catheter in you so that you can't pee. I'm going to let you go to the bathroom once a day. That's it, only once a day. So suffer brat.
I sat back down as quickly as possible. As soon as I sat back down I herd a note. Kind of like a bell. Mommy did not want you sitting all day. So I promised her that I would ensure you got exercise. The bell you herd is a simple thing that I thought up with Miss Anderson. When you sat down you started a timer. The batteries are in the corset. Each hour the timer will chime. If you don't get up and push that button, she pointed to a button on the bedpost nearest me, only a couple of feet away, then you get a shock. You continue to get a shock every minute until you push the button. The shocks increase with each minute, both in intensity and length. After you push the button the shock will go away. The button trigger's a small amount of air into your butt plug every minute. Only by sitting down in the chair will the air stop flowing and the plug return to the size it is now. You must sit back down, It can get really big and split you into. I set the first shock for five minutes after you sit down the first time and then ever hour on the hour. That way, it's during commercials that you get to get up. Don't want you missing the show.
She sat on the bed, smiling and waited. Incidentally, you will be in full view of everyone the moment you stand up until you sit back in the chair.
Chapter Nine: Step One, Let the Punishment Start.
Oh no. She had a way to force me to get up in full view of everyone while she was invisible. There is no way I could say she was making me do it then.
Shortly I felt a tiny shock in my balls. I got up and headed for the button. Before I got a foot I felt another and this one got my attention. I tried real hard to get to the button. I was almost there when I received another shock that really hurt. I made it to the button then and pressed it. Instantly the air came in. It did not fill the inside, it was opening the rim so that I was being painfully stretched. I turned around and headed back I felt like I was split in two when I finally sat down. I was in tears, crying my eyes out. My feet hurt, my back and shoulders hurt, my balls hurt and my butt was killing me.
Works well don't it? I moved my eyes her way, I still could not move my head. She got up came over to me. She whispered in my ear, buy the way, don't get up before the bell or the air starts early, and the shocks start at number five. You stay right there until the chime sounds and you feel the first shock. She moved the TV in front of me. It was a big TV, 32". I always wanted a TV in my bedroom. She turned it on, then she placed a tape in the VCR. She hit play and repeat. Then she left laughing. I could not turn my eyes away enough to get around the TV and so I would have to watch. The show started and I almost screamed. It was her fashion show.
I sat there for an hour watching her show and then I felt the shock. I got up and forced myself to get to the button. I pushed it after four shocks and I sat back down after four pumps. If that was four, I knew that starting off at five would kill me. I sat there watching her show. There was a clock on the TV and the time went real slow. I watched six hours of her show. Before it started to rewind. Every hour on the hour I had to get up and press the button. I was still watching her show at 8PM when Kay came back in.
Chapter Ten: Step One, Next Punishment, Bed Time.
That was fun, Jim's down stairs and were having a blast. Are you having a good time Sissy? I started tearing up again. Well I suppose not. Time to get you ready for bed. She took a remote control and pressed a button. The shock almost sent me out of the chair. I just turned the system off automatic. I have control of your shocks and air now. She pressed a button while saying stand up. A shock of at least four and air of at least four went into me. I was in total fear. Are you going to give me any trouble Sissy. I had to move my whole body side to side to answer no.
She reached around me and untied the gag and pulled it out. My jaw was so sore, It was hard to close my mouth. I started to say something, I was going to pled with her. But she pushed the button again and this time it was a five. If I could have doubled over I would have. Her command was simply, don't talk.
She turned me around, I stood there as she closed the windows and curtains. Then she came back over to me. She said, bed time, and pointed to the bed. I obeyed. She was in a hurry to get back to her boyfriend so she helped me. I laid down as she commanded, there were mirrors above me. She placed a belt around my mid section and upper section. She placed a rope around my feet. I was secured. Then she got something from the dresser.
She came over and said open your mouth. Close your eyes. I did as told. Wider! I opened wider, I was afraid not to. I could feel something push between my lips and deep into my mouth. Then she said you can open your eyes now. I looked up and sticking out of my mouth was a large pacifier handle. It was tied around my head so that I could not remove it. She pressed a button on the remote control and the pacifier got longer. I started choking on it but it stayed long and just out of cutting my air off. I could breath. If you want that DD in your mouth to stop choking you then suc-k a little. DO it!
I suc-ked and the DD got smaller. What was filling it was water. It started growing again but slowly. When it got to big I was forced to suc-k or choke. She then put a pair of high quality headphones on me. She taped them in place. She said, comfy? I looked at her. She was smiling. She started to put a tape into the player. She got close to me, I could hardly hear her and I had to suc-k again. She said, Miss Anderson and I made this tape just for you. She turned it on. It was not loud but definitely set so I could hear every detail. Kay sat next to me and looked into my eyes as the tape started playing. It was another one of her fashion shows, My eyes got big and I started to cry. She smiled but did not leave, and then I heard it. Just a little in the background. It was hard to make out. Kay could see that I was trying to figure out what it was. She reached over and turned a knob on the tape player and I could here it fine. In a low sexy voice the player was saying over and over: "to ware dresses and suc-k men off. You love to ware dresses and suc-k men off. You love to ware dresses and suc-k men off. You She saw the panic on my face and knew I understood what was going on. I had done the same thing to her a year ago. I made her lick her lips every time she saw a girl's leg. The kids at school thought she was gay.
She reached over and turned up the show. I knew this was on repeat. She went to the end of the bed and said, night night. Then she left me there suc-king the DD pacifier in my mouth and listening to a tape of her shows with a subliminal message that I loved to ware dresses and suc-k men off.
I tried not to fall asleep but after a day like this I was dead tried. I woke up in the middle of the night. I was automatically suc-king the DD in my mouth. The message was still playing and my blater was very full. It was causing me pain. I tried to ignore it and went back to sleep. The next time I woke up I was suc-king hard on the DD and trying to get more out of it. My blather hurt. I couldn't figure out why I would suc-k so hard. Then it hit me. The tape had changed. Now it was playing more of her shows but between shows you could here the message:
You love dressing up in girl's cloths, you love to suc-k men off, and will beg for it. I cried myself back to sleep. When I awoke in the morning another tape was playing. This time it was a tape of some little girl playing dolls. I waited in cramps from an over full blather until the change in shows and heard the next message.:
You love dressing in little girl's cloths and talking just like the little girl on the tape, you love to suc-k men off. You love Then the show started again.
Chapter Eleven: Day Two, Step One, Proof the tapes worked. Saturday Morning I lay there crying when my sister came in with her was her boyfriend. She had her arm around him. I know they spent the night together. She was wearing panties and the crotch was socking wet.
She came over to me and said I have something for you. I could not take my eyes off her panties. She smiled and said to her boy friend, I think it worked. She took my headphones off and removed the gag. I forgot about everything and asked her very politely if I could suc-k her panties. My voice was high and sounded like a girl. I knew this was wrong, but I could not help it.
Jim said, I think your right. That drug in the water must have helped. His voice is higher. I would have never believed it, he sounds just like a girl.. Watch this. Sissy, which is your name isn't it? My eyes were stuck to her crouch. I said, yes I'm Sissy. Anything please let me have them. It came out sounding like a little girl begging her Mommy. She smiled and said not yet, if you want them then Jim has to go pee first and you have to suc-k his DD while he does it. You must drink all his pee and then I'll think about it.
Jim came over to me and my mind started screaming. He climbed up on my chest and put his DD to my lips. I opened and started suc-king. He started to pee and would squeeze his DD so only a little bit came out at a time. I drank it all down and suc-ked for more. When he pulled away I looked at her panties and said please.
She said, what a Sissy. Ok you can have my panties. She climbed on top of me and sat on my face. I suc-ked her panty crouch until it was completely clean. She got off and said that was actually nice. I liked that. We'll be doing that some more.
Jim and her got me up and she took me to the bathroom. They put a harness around my waste and Jim pulled on a rope. I was lifted up off the floor and tilted upside down. This made it very easy to get to my panties and unlock them. They attached the tube going into my privets saying does Sissy want to pee. I said yes please.
They took the other end of the tube and put it in the toilet and opened the little clasp. I peed for a long time. Then she tilted me sideways and moved all the cloths out of the way. She deflated the butt plug and told me to poo. I did and she wiped me off. Then she cleaned the plug and with a little lubricant stuck it back in. She pumped it back up to the same amount as last time then went two more. I started crying, I'll be good, I'll be good. She stopped and said you had better. Then she locked the catheter and locked my panties up again.
Chapter Twelve: Day Two Step One, Maid Service Part 1 Costume and Rules.
They took me back into the bedroom and took the dress, petticoat, and slip off of me. Then she pulled out another outfit. It was a Black, French Maids dress with petticoat built in. She placed it over my head and zipped it up. It had built in frilly panties, so when the lock closed I was stuck. The dress had a hoop at the bottom so if I leaned any direction then the whole dress came up on the other side. Bending over would be bad in this very short dress. She had me sit down and then she changed my shoes. She put what had to be five-inch heals on me. They were very pointed and my feet were stuffed into them, as they were a little too small. She buckled then up and locked them in place. Then she put a chain between my feet so that I could not take steps over about one foot. She put a collar around my head and attached cuffs to my wrists. These were chained to the collar. I could use my hands. She said. Hit me. I looked at her in fear. She said hit me now or I put you back into the chair. I took a swing at her. When my hands got about halfway extended they pulled on the collar. It was a choker collar on the in side and I fell to the floor trying to breathe.
She bent down and said, get the point. You can't run, you can't use your hands and arms fully. She pulled out the remote and pressed a button and I nearly died right there. My balls felt like they were going to be shocked right off my body and my butt was torn, I had to be bleeding. She took her finger off the remote. I got up as ordered. Now if I need you, you will feel level one. If you're to long in coming then it starts going up. If I don't think your doing a good job at what I tell you to do, then I think we'll just have to punish you someway. She took my chin and made me look at her. I'm in charge until Mom comes home. You're my slave. These are the rules. You'd better remember them as the punishment will not be little for infractions of the rules.
First, you will give a deep curtsy every time you enter or leave a room with me or Jim in it. Understand? I said yes. She shocked me. Good, but you broke rule two. You will address me by calling me Princess Kay and Jim by calling him Prince Jim. Got that? Yes Princess Kay. She shocked me again. Very good, but you broke rule three. When you address Jim or I you will give a deep curtsy. I tried to curtsy and almost fell down. I tried again and said yes Princess Kay.
As my slave you do all the work, including the laundry, cooking, cleaning, dusting, sweeping, or whatever else I think of. You will answer the phone saying "hello, this is Adam, may I help you." She smiled and said it should be interesting to see if you can talk with a male voice instead of that little girl voice when you do. Last, you will not hide at all, if someone comes over or someone looks through a window, you will wave hi and smile. I want you smiling all the time. Got that? I curtseyed and said yes Princess Kay. Good, I want you to go to the sowing room and practice curtsying in front of the mirror. Jim and I will be right here and I will check on you.
Chapter Thirteen: Day Two, Step One, Maid Service, Service.
She walked with me to the sowing room. When we got there I stood in front of the mirror and curtsied. It was pathetic. Kay told me how to do it. I tried again, it was better but this put me down on one toe. In these shoes, that was going to hurt soon. She told me to continue and go deeper. I did . Again and deeper.
I tried again. I kept it up for about ten minutes. Then she added, when you curtsy you are to take hold of your dress and lift it up like so. I did and was in shock again. By lifting the hoop on the dress when I curtsied the petticoat lifted and my panties showed all the way to the waste. The crouch showed in front and the words SISSY, was plane to see. Kay laughed. Look at the back Sissy. I turned around and bent over, I did not have to bend far. The seat had the words, "I like dresses" with an arrow pointing down to the center. Please Kay. I was on my knees before I could complete the sentence. The pain stopped and I stood up. I curtseyed and said I'm sorry Princess Kay. I hung my head. This was going to be a long day. She said, practice and don't stop until Jim or I say. I curtseyed and said yes Princess Kay.
I practiced for about an hour. I could here Jim go upstairs and get dressed. When he came back down then Kay went up stairs and got dressed. Kay also did something else up stairs. When she came back down she sent me up stairs to make the beds and change the sheets. She said, don't close the curtains or windows, I want it aired out up there. I curtsied and said yes Princess Kay. I headed up stairs.
Great, all the windows are open and I have to do the beds. I tried to stay away from the windows, but this in near impossible in Mom's room and in Kay's room. My room was locked, but you know about the spare room. I was in view all the time in there. When I finished I came back down stairs and Curtsied then entered the room. My feet were starting to really hurt. I went up to Kay and Curtsied. I made the beds as commanded Princess Kay. I looked around and all the windows and curtains down stairs were open. I looked back about to say something but I saw her hand on the remote. I thought that it needs airing down here also. I started to cry, but she said cry in the kitchen as you do the dishes. Also clean the counter tops and table. I curtsied and said humbly, yes Princess Kay.
I went to the door and turned and curtsied again and went into the Kitchen. Kay came in a few minutes later. She saw me cleaning and said, a few more things, She pressed the button and sent me to the floor. When a Princess enters the room you stop what you're doing and curtsy. You say, what can your Sissy slave do for her Princess? Got that. I repeated it several times and curtsied and said Yes Princess Kay. I saw she was about to press the button so I curtsied and said, what can your Sissy slave do for her Princess? Princess Kay.
She smiled, Prince Jim has left the castle and he won't be back until lunch. I expect a good lunch prepared for exactly noon. I want it served out on the back porch formally. That means tablecloth and candles and everything. I want Prince Jim and his two friends to be happy. Two friends Princess Kay. Yes, set the table for four. She turned to leave and I curtsied and said yes Princess Kay.
Chapter Fourteen: Day Two, Step One, Lunch.
I cleaned the entire kitchen, top to bottom, including scrubbing the floor on my knees. That was a blessing as it got me off my feet. I completed just in time to start a good lunch. Princess Kay had called me into the living room many times and told me what she wanted for lunch. I knew how to do all of it as she knew.
I got everything out and started lunch. I had to go outside to set the table and I was shaking in my shoes. Any of the neighbors could see me, and the way I was dressed would draw attention quickly. Kay had told me that I was not allowed to bend at the knees unless I was curtsying. This made sure that I would bend at the waste and show off my panties to all. If the neighbors saw, I'm sure they got an eye full.
I almost had lunch on the table when the doorbell rang. It rang again. I felt the shock and came running. I stopped and curtsied and then entered the room. I went in front of Kay and curtsied and said How may this sissies help her princess Miss. Answer the door you clod. She shocked me again. I, trembling went to the door. I opened it and said as I had been taught. Please come in, the Princess is awaiting for you. Jim came in followed by two big guys. I kept my head down while they laughed and came in. Kay got up and said lunch should be ready. She looked at me and said, it is isn't it. I curtsied and said almost, Princess Kay. She looked mad, you will be punished later for every minute you make us wait. Get to it. I curtsied and left, not forgetting to curtsy leaving the room. Man my feet hurt.
I finished setting the table and went out front to get them. They all went in the back yard and I waited on then hand and foot. I must have curtsied and been pinched and felt-up a thousand times. At one time the guy named Robert grabbed me and sat me on his lap. He held me there as I tried to get away. Princess Kay laughed.
Chapter Fifteen: Day Two, Step One, This suc-ks.
When they were finished, they went to the front room to relax. I had to clean up, and do the dishes. As I did this I also had to get drinks and stuff for the guys and Kay.
When I was done I went back out front as ordered. The windows were shut and the curtains drawn. I reported to Kay and she said. Time for your punishment. You were eight minutes late. So Jeff is going to spank you bottom ten strokes for every minute you were late. On your knees. I quickly got on my knees. Jeff had a paddle out and was getting ready to use it. Kay was playing with Jim and she said. How would you like a chance to cut the amount of spanking your going to get? I said I would Princess Kay. She notion for Robert to get in front of me. He did and dropped his pants. He was hard already. Kay said as soon as he comes then Jeff stops, and you better not bite him. Now open up.
I was sick but there was no way out. I opened and he shoved it in. Jeff started spanking me and I was soon suc-king as hard as I could. Jeff got up to sixty three when Robert said I'm going to shoot. Kay got down next to me and said don't swallow! I want to see it in you mouth. Don't loose any. He came and I held it as best as I could. I choked a little and some came out my nose.
When he pulled out I had a mouth full. She said, I hope you enjoy it as your going to get a lot of it from now on. Now swallow. I did and almost threw up, but I held it back. Robert said lick me clean. I suc-ked his DD clean and then licked his balls and Kay made me lick the sweat from his butt. Then Jeff came in front, He pulled his pants down and put his DD on my lips. Kay said Jeff's turn in front and Roberts turn with the paddle. My butt was so sore. The first stroke made me deep throat Jeff and he held it in and then took my Pig tails and started pumping into my face. Robert got to eighty before Jeff came. When Jeff was ready, Kay got down and said don't swallow. I didn't and man he had a lot. It was dripping out my nose. Karen said, remember the taste. You are not allowed to swallow until Jim finishes with you. Jim said you guys can go. See you tomorrow for lunch.
Jeff and Robert said there looking forward to it. Kay took them both back into the kitchen before they left. I was still on the floor afraid to move. Jim came over to me and said I came in Kay's panties again, after I let you drink my pee then I want you suc-king Kay's panties while I finish your spanking. Now I know how much you butt hurts so I'm going to be nice. I will only spank you if I think your not doing a good job.
Swallow that stuff. I did gladly, the stuff gets worse the longer it sits in you mouth. Jim came down to me and I opened my mouth. Jim put his prick into my mouth and started peeing. I drank it all down, it was horrible, but I did it. Then when I was done I went over to Kay as she lay back fingering herself. suc-k my panties Sissy salve. I did. Jim's liquid was all over in the crotch. I suc-ked and suc-ked until I felt Kay arch her back and pull me into her.
I thought she was peeing, but it tasted different. She was having an orgasim in my mouth. I drank it all down and kept suc-king until she calmed down and said stop. I never got a single hit with the paddle. Seeing me do this to Kay got Jim all horny and He turned me around and on my knees I had to suc-k him off. Kay took the paddle and she laid into me. She was not as kind as Jim. When Jim came again Kay said don't swallow. Jim filled my mouth again and I held it in my mouth.
Jim said, that was great but we need to go soon Kay. She smiled and said to me, get up and don't you dare swallow. She took my hand and I had to follow or be choked. We went up the stairs and into the spare bedroom. She sat me in the chair and tied me down. She put a piece of tape accost my mouth. Then another and another. She put my head in a brace and tied it down. Then she put the headphones on me and started the TV. She said, don't swallow and don't fall asleep or this is waiting for you. I was exhausted already, this was going to be hard. The chair was very comfortable and the TV was turned down low. She reached over and turned a knob. In the background I heard: You love to ware little girl dresses, and you love to take DD in the butt. You love to ware
She turned the sound back up. I tried to get the headphones off but I could not move my head. She smiled down at me and said. If that stuff is still in your mouth when I return then I'll give you a break. If not then you get punished. She opened the curtains and windows, then she left, holding Jim, laughing and said, "I would not try to get up if I were you. All your friends are right outside."
Betty Pearl's Sissy Stories 20.1
Topic: ADAM, by Amy Lynn (Read 9734 times)
