SISSY DANI PART3

SISSY DANI PART3CHAPTER THREEMistress Jennifer and Mistress Susan’s plans to create an entire”harem” of transformed men and boys continued apace. The lure ofTeasing Tammy (the transformation name of Susan’s teen-agedbrother Tommy) proved quite effective. Each of the young men (theyoungest just 14, the oldest 22) the little tease brought back tothe home we all now shared was turned into a different kind offeminized sex-toy, all designed to please the Mistresses andtheir dominant friends.The little 14-year-old–apparently too sexually precocious forhis own good–was introduced to Tammy by his mother, who wantedto prevent him from becoming a threat to the girls in his schooland neighborhood. Tammy was a revelation to Martin–hisexperience with girls was limited to the still-flat-chested,teddy-bear shaped girls in his school. She was dressed in herusual “tease” outfit: frilly pink panties, a generously paddedbra (making her at least a 35C), matching garter belt, sheerhose, a tight pink sweater, pink mini-skirt (falling about sixinches aboves her knees), pink ankle sox with lace at the cuffs,and pink patent-leather pumps with four-inch heels.Well, when Martin saw Teasing Tammy in her frilly but skimpy pinkoutfit, her ample charms begging him to come home with her, hewas lost. Once at the transformation house, in Tammy’s bedroom,the little tease managed to trick Martin into putting on somelingerie–a lacy beige bra and matching panties–with the promiseof sucking his cock if he did so. Once the unsuspecting lad wasso dressed, Mistress Susan appeared in the door of Tammy’s room.Feigning shock at the scene before her (a scene she had actuallyinstructed Tammy to play out), Susan ordered Tammy out of theroom. Dressed in a black leather mini-skirted business suit andlavender satin blouse, with her long legs perched on five-inchblack patent leather heels, the dominant was as attractive toMartin’s eyes as her “sister” had been–possibly more so. Susansat beside him–still dressed in his lingerie and nothingelse–and talked to Martin about how he was dressed and how hefelt in the girl’s underclothes.”I know you’re embarrassed, Martin,` she explained. “But youreally artemisbet yeni giriş do look cute in that outfit. I can see why Tammy wantedyou to wear it: you’re so soft and pink, you almost look likeagirl.` The lad blushed–all over–at Susan’s words. Now thedominant got stern. “Don’t blush! You obviously enjoy wearingthose clothes–and you obviously wanted Tammy to suck your cock!Maybe we should let you see what it’s like to be a girl–or maybea very girlish boy!` Now Martin was scared. What did this verybeautiful, but frightening, young woman have in mind? Susansmiled inwardly–very soon Martin would be the submissive girlishsissy his mother wanted. She produced a pill and some water,giving both to Martin. “Take this, Martin,” she advised. “Itwill calm you.”It certainly would. The d**g–a combination sedative and mind-control potion–had been developed by one of Jennifer and Susan’sdominant friends. Only moments after he downed the pill, Martinwas quiet, breathing deeply and staring straight ahead withunseeing eyes. At that moment, Mistress Jennifer and Martin’smother, Mistress Carla, entered. “He’s all yours, Carla,” Susansaid. Carla ordered the boy to stand and put on the clothes shelaid out for him. First came a satin camisole over the bra andpanties, then white hose attached to a matching garter belt. Nextwas a white satin blouse with a high collar and bouffant sleeves.On Martin’s legs went a pair of tight black velvet shorts,followed by a matching vest that laced tightly around him. Thefinishing touches were black patent leather Mary Jane shoes withtwo-inch heels and a black satin bow at his neck.Now the women went to work on his face–light touches of blush,blue eyeshadow, and pale pink lipstick, topped off with a blondepage-boy wig with a black satin bow in the back. Commanding thelad to stand before the full-length mirror, Carla brought him outof his trance, but still under her control. “Look at yourself!You are no longer the roughneck boy you once were, but a sweetsubmissive sissy, who would not think of disobeying. Your name isnow Little Miss Mandy. Of course, you will need to undergo agreat deal of training artemisbet giriş for your new role…” “That’s really notnecessary,” Jennifer interrupted. “You can give him commands thathe’ll be unable to disobey right now.” “I know that,” Carlareplied. “But then I’d miss all the fun of training him andwatching his embarrassment and humiliation as he finds himselfbeing drawn into my net of feminized obediance.” And the threedominant women laughed at the truth of the statement.Of course, while all this had been going on, Mistress Jenniferhad not been idle in my continuing enslavement and feminizationas Sissy Dani. The next step in my “training” came during dinnerat an elegant restaurant. I had arrived, as ordered, as Daniel.Shown to the table at which Jennifer sat, I blanched when I sawher. She was dressed all in leather, a sure sign that I was infor a humiliating time. As I sat beside her, she let her handbrush over my chest.”You’re not wearing a bra, are you?” she demanded. “Of coursenot. I’m Daniel, not Sissy Dani,” I whispered. “You told me tocome as my normal self.” “That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t alwaysbe reminded of your true position,” she answered. She reachedinto her bag and pulled out a package, smiling the sinister smileI recognized so well. The package was from the local boutiquethat specialized in TV fashions. “Go to the men’s room and put onthe things you’ll find in this package,` she ordered. I peekedinside. The package contained a black bra and panties, garterbelt and sheer stockings. “I can’t do that!` I protested. “Youcan and you will,` she replied. “Unless you’d rather spend theevening as Sissy Dani, down on the floor, eating my pussy insteadof dinner?”I shuddered–I knew she could do it if she wished.Sheepi shly Ipicked up the package and headed for the men’s room.”AndDaniel,` she called after me, “no socks over the stockings.”Moments later, certain the entire restaurant knew what I waswearing beneath my business suit (a real possibility, sincemyshirt was light enough for the black bra to show through, andmy pants short enough for the sheer hose to show at my ankles), Ireturned to our table. As I sat again, artemisbet güvenilirmi Mistress Jennifer reachedfor my crotch, deftly pulled open my fly and pulled out a tuft ofthe black satin panties. She let her leather-covered hand brushover my straining cock. Yes, I WAS turned on, dammit!We ordered dinner, with Jennifer, as usual, ordering for me.Though she had a full meal, I had to be content with a salad.”Have to watch your girlish figure,” she laughed. After dinner,as we relaxed, Jennifer pulled her makeup out of her purse andbegan to freshen up. She turned to me as she finished, asking,”Wouldn’t you like to freshen your makeup, too, Pretty SissyDani?” That was it–the code words that surrendered mypersonality to that of Sissy Dani, Mistress Jennifer’s lesbianslave. Though I could not refuse her commands, I remained awareof what she was doing to me. “Dani, I think it’s silly of you togo about without makeup on, don’t you?” she asked. “Yes,Mistress,” Dani replied. “Very well, then. I want you to put ona light coat of pink lipstick, pale blue eyeshadow, eyeliner,mascara, and just a hint of blush–though you hardly need it. Youblush so naturally when you’re embarrassed. “Unable to refuse, Idid as she asked. When I had finished, she produced a pair ofdangling earrings with little bells, and my familiar slave anklebracelets. “Put these on,` she commanded. I obeyed again. “Verygood. Now Dani,` she continued, “at all times, whether dressed asDani or Daniel you will wear the makeup, earrings and anklebracelets you are now wearing. This is an irrevocable post-hypnotic command. Each morning when you dress as Daniel or Danithese things will be a part of your routine. As Dani, of course,you WANT to be pretty. As Daniel, they will add to theembarrassment you feel from your feminization. The soft ringingof the bells in your ears will remind you constantly that MYvoice rings in your ears, always ready to command you to do asI wish.” She snapped her fingers.Instantly, I regained control of myself as Daniel. I looked intothe mirror next to our table. The sight of my now permanentlyfeminized face brought on moist eyes. “Why?” I asked Jennifer.”You didn’t think I’d be happy with you as just a part-timeslave, did you?` she responded. “Now I can hold power over youconstantly. You’re mine 24 hours a day from now on, even withoutSissy Dani. Soon I may impose that simpering personality on youconstantly, with no way for you to be released.