Disclaimer: this is a work of erotic fiction and contains forced feminisation and violence of a sexual nature. If this is offensive to you, please do not read further
i plan another two parts to this story, this sitting in the middle.
She kicked him in the balls,
'Now get dressed quick slut, stop wasting my time'
Devastated and broken he looked down at the neat pile of feminine apparel he now knelt beside.
With the pain still growing in his balls, he pick up the white cotton briefs, he had no time to think about the delicate things he was forced to wear. He stepped carefully into her panties and delicately pulled them up the legs she'd forcefully waxed earlier. As the briefs reached his balls and the little bow on their front touched the tip of his penis, he stopped and reached down for the towel, he picked it up and removed the packet, he removed the strip from the pads underside, exposing its adhesive strip. Neatly he placed the pad into his panties, pushing it in place securely.
The next step she had planned was the tucking of his cock.
He folded his penis between his legs, and pushed his swollen balls inside himself.
He pulled his panties and pad around the cock.
'Wow! Even better than I expected. I think my plan will really work! You look just like a woman down there! Now hurry scumbag, you don't want to be late for your reward.'
Next he took the pantyhose and unrolled them, he had to be careful not to snag the delicate nylon with the long false nails she had glued to his fingers. He rolled up one leg of the pantyhose as he had been taught, and placed his daintily painted toes inside. He worked the nylon up his leg before inserting his bare leg into the underwear. He then worked the hosiery up both legs pulling over his ass and crotch, the top finishing above his belly button.
'Ohhh! Looks as those legs! Your going to look so sexy after I've forced you into the secretary outfit. Do you feel the part yet? You will perhaps after you've got tits!'
He picked up the black bra and put his arms through the straps, he struggled with his long nails. Finally he fastens the clasp before carfully adjusting the bras position. He then inserted the silicon forms into the cups giving the appearance of d cup breasts.
She towered over him as he knelt before the remaining items, a white silk blouse, a samon pink suit, with a waistcoat with big feminine buttons and a short samon pink skirt.
He took the blouse, surprised by how light and delicate it was, and began to button it over his breast.
Next he stood up to step into the skirt, pulling it over his hips and zipped it at the back. He donned the waste coat, and fastened the big padded buttons.
'Good now kneel down.'
She took her rope and bound his hands behind his back. She took the same length of rope and tied it round his waste. Then she fed the rope up to the base of his breasts and tied a knot in the two half's of rope allowing her to bind his arms at that level. She fed the rope over his shoulders and down his front under his crotch binding it at the back, now the top half of his body was completely immobile.
She separated the remaining two sides of rope binding his ankles. The rope was too short for him to stand, so he was forced to knell the reception of the office where he worked as janitor.
The secretary now had him bound and feminised. She took the blond wig and sat it on his head.
She pulled a chair and sat on it with her legs around his neck. She spoke as she applied his makeup.
'You planned for me to be here, tied up in this outfit, didn't you? You planned to leave me to your friends so they could use my mouth and ass. How much did they pay you? It doesn't matter now. Do you think they'll notice you're a man when they rush in charged with adrenalin? Even your mother wouldn't recognise you now. I've put so much makeup on you, you just look like a slut. A bimbo. Now I'm going to be watching on the monitors and if you thank me now I'll come back at the end and release you.'
'Thank me for feminising you, thank me for tying you up and leaving you to get gang raped by 5 guys. Thank me for kicking you in the balls. After all I gave you everything you deserve.'
He opened his mouth, but she just pushed the ball gag in, strapping it tight around his blond head.
With that she turned on her heels and left him to his fate. The struggled to free himself, but he was held firm in the draughty office. As he struggled his skirt rose up around his ass, revealing his pantied crotch, the rope dug into his cock. Heavily tucked away.
He could hear footsteps coming from down the hall...
Any comments? Want to hear the rest? Please mail me with any thought or tips, this is my first go at this sort of thing, I'm sure it shows. Daisy_daze2000@yahoo.com
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