The New Neighbor - chapter 10 (Patreon)

New Neighbor - Chapter 10

Eight more days of chastity. Eight more days of frustration and desperation. But I knew I would endure fpr her. For Kristina. I had no idea where this relationship was going, but I was told I would have a better idea at the end of my sentence.

By day four I was feeling like I would lose the battle. I had seen people, clients probably, coming and going from her house but hadn’t had the chance to speak to her myself since leaving her house that night. The night I had spent locked in a cage beneath her bed.

By day six, I was so horny that I had to at least speak to her, I knew she wouldn't release me but it would sate some need in me, so I headed over to hers when I knew she was free.

I knocked, she smiled, she let me enter and we talked in her living room.

“So, Paul, what brings you here?” She asked with a coy smile.

“Umm, well, I’m not really sure. Mostly my cock, I suppose.” I replied, trying for a bit of forthright humor.

“Ah yes, you’re over halfway through your sentence now aren’t you. I suppose this is the part where you start wondering if it’s all worth it. Maybe you even considered coming over here to beg me for release?”

“The thought had crossed my mind….more than once. But mostly I just felt like I needed to see you. To ask what the plan was at the end of my sentence maybe?”

“Who says I have a plan?”

“I just assumed you were a woman who thought more than a few steps ahead.”

“You thought right, Paul. But I’m not going to divulge my plan just yet, I need to know you’re willing to endure for me. Consider this part of a test. A test that will get tougher as we go along. If you ask me, sincerely, for the keys to your cage then I’ll give it to you. But I know that’s not what you really want.”

“What makes you sure?” I asked.

“Because of how easy it is for me to control you, or make you do what I want. Ever since we met I’ve been convincing you to do more and more things that I’m guessing you’ve never done before. Why less than a week ago I had you tied to a bench while fucking you from behind with a strap on, and you loved every second of it.” My cock pulsed in the cage at her reminder of the previous week’s ‘fun’.

“I guess you’re right there. I’m just…I’m so horny all the time. You have more than a little something to do with that by the way.”

“Haha, I know, I tend to have that effect on most people. But if you’re interested in a relationship with me then you should get used to being frustrated and horny. I find a horny sub to be a compliant sub. It’s just two more days, Paul. Can you handle it?”

“Yes. I’ll handle it. I just needed to see you…like I said.”

“I know. But this is a part of being close to me. So, for the next two days, there is to be no contact with me whatsoever. On the final day of your chastity sentence, you are to come straight to my house. I’ll give you the orgasm you so desperately want, and I’ll make it a good one too. After that, we’ll talk. Now go. I have a phone appointment soon that I need to be ready for.”

“Right, sure I guess I’ll see you in a couple of days.” I replied, getting up to leave.

I was a little curious about how she could do what she does over the phone, so I turned to ask before I left. “A phone appointment?”

“Haha, yes. I do phone appointments. Is that really something that surprises you after all you’ve learned about me?”

“No, I guess not. I just figured, why pay for your time when they don’t even get to see you?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“Sometimes my voice it’s all that’s needed. For example, close your eyes.” I did as she said and closed my eyes, standing just inside her front door.

“There, now you can’t see me, or feel me. You can only hear me. Turned on yet?” She asked.

“Well….No more than I have been over the last week.” I answered as honestly as I could.

“Hmmm, what if I were to say….good luck with your chastity cage over the next two days you desperate little slut? Try not to imagine me fucking myself with a vibrator all night, moaning your name as I cum all over, knowing there is nothing you can do about it. Don’t think about how I’ll be moaning your name into my room as I make myself cum to thought of your poor, trapped little cock. All tight and desperate in its cage because of me.” I kept my eyes closed as I listened, but her point had been proven. My cock was trying its best to break out of the tight cage.

“Ooohhh, Paul.” She moaned my name as I stood in darkness. “Mmmm, yes. Fuck me, Paul. Fuck me harder, deeper. Cum all over my fucking face and my tits. Yes, yes. YES!” She paused to let out a little chuckle. “I’ll bet you’re picturing it right now aren’t you? I’ll bet you’re wishing you weren’t locked in that cage. I bet you’ll be falling asleep tonight, trying not to think about how how I bent you over, spanked you and then fucked your tight, virgin ass with my strap on. Trying not to picture how you took my cock in your ass and moaned like a whore as I-”

“Okay!” I interrupted her, “You’ve proved your point. Phone sessions are great. But please stop.” I said, like I wasn’t already desperate enough in this cage.

“Hahaha, see. I’m worth every penny. Goodnight, Paul.” She leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on my lips and I realised I still had my eyes closed.

“Goodnight.”

—

Two more days of frustrated, restless sleep and I was finally ready to be set free. Kristina’s promise of making me cum herself did nothing to squash my arousal, but I made it. I rushed home from work and saw Kristina in her customary position on her front porch area. She seemed to be waiting for me.

“Hi there.” I said, greeting her as I exited my car.

“Hell, Paul. I thought I’d wait out here to let you know that I cleared my schedule for the afternoon.”

“For me?” I asked.

“Of course. Worth it for my favorite subby boy.” I still wasn’t thrilled about becoming one of her ‘subs’ but my heart did surge a little at her calling me her favorite.

“Is that all I am? Just another one of your many ‘subs’.” I asked.

“For now, yes. But we’ll talk more about that after today. Feel free to take whatever time you need, I know you just got back from work. I’ll be ready when you are.” She turned and headed back inside, I remained standing where I was, enjoying the view of her ass as she walked away.

I didn’t need to take much time, I had been waiting for this for days. I quickly freshened myself and headed straight over to Kristina’s.

“That didn’t take long.” She said with an amused expression.

“Didn’t have much to take care of. Turns out I’m a pretty boring guy, remember?”

“Oh yeah, but that could be about to change. Come on in.”

Kristina led me into her house and straight into her bondage room. “Strip and lie down on the bench. Face up” She said, directly. “Don’t worry, you’ll love this. I promise.”

A few moments later I was naked and strapped to the bondage bench, arms above my head and held out of the way. Kristina approached slowly, key to the chastity cage in hand, my cock was already trying to grow at the sight of it.

“Now, I intend to make this release as pleasurable as possible for you because I need you level headed for the conversation that comes after. With that in mind, I’m going to give you the option of how you would like to cum. My pussy is still off limits to you, of course, but my hands and my mouth are fair game.” She was leaning over my bound form, dangling the key but not unlocking me straight away.

“That’s a hell of an offer….can I…” It felt weirdly formal for me to me about to ask for her to suck my cock so plainly, but Kristina seemed to be a fan of the direct approach.

“Go ahead.” She smiled, seemingly knowing what I was about to say.

“Could you, suck my cock?”

“Of course.” Kristina inserted the key into the cage and quickly removed it before my cock could grow to full hardness.

“You made a good choice, Paul.” Kristina began slowly stroking me.

I laid my head back and focused on enjoying the pleasure as much as possible. Eight days without so much as an erection and now I was finally allowed to-

“Ooohhh.” My thoughts were interrupted as Kristina lowered her mouth onto my shaft. She bobbed her head up and down a couple of times, slowly, teasingly.

“You know,” She said, lifting off my cock to speak. “Not many people can say they have had this treatment from me. Very few cocks have actually been in my mouth.”

“Ahh, so I’m in quite an exclusive club.”

“Very exclusive.” She lowered her head back and down and took me back into her mouth.

I would like to say I lasted longer, but Kristina knew just how to work me until I felt myself right on the edge of orgasm. I stayed on the edge for a few seconds, no doubt because Kristina wanted me there. A few seconds later she quickened her pace and I felt the orgasm crash over me.

Kristina lowered her head to the hilt of my cock and swallowed every drop of my eight days worth of cum. She pumped me a few more times, making sure to get every drop as I moaned in pleasure.

“How was that?” She asked when she was finished.

“Amazing.” I gasped, breathlessly. “Almost worth the eight days locked up.”

“Almost?” She replied, smiling. “Careful, Paul. You’re still strapped to my bench, remember.”

“Right, sorry. But eight days without, you know, is a long time.”

“Haha, so I’ve heard. Come on, let’s talk.” Kristina released me from the bench, allowed me to get dressed, and a few minutes later we were sitting on her couch in the living room, me with a beer and her with a glass of red wine.

“So, Paul. If you still wanted to talk, I wanted to make sure you were satisfied before we talked. Horny people often make bad decisions when they let their fantasies get out of control. A fact I will likely use to my advantage if we go any further.”

“I understand.” I replied, carefully measuring my response. “But I still think we could have something good together. And I think we both want to know what that looks like. So if you're trying to scare me off with the chastity cage and the teasing….it’s not going to work.”

“I had a feeling you would say that. So here’s what I’m proposing.”

“Proposing already? I just got out of a long term relationship you know.” I interjected, earning a small chuckle from Kristina.

“What I’m proposing is a trial period. Two weeks with me. In my house, mostly, this will give you a taste of what to expect if you wanted to pursue a relationship with me. Like I said before, it won’t all be kink and bondage. But I will retain an element of control at all times. I like to be in control. I know that can seem fun when we're playing or when you’re getting your rocks off, so to speak, but can you handle it full time?”

“I’d like to find out.” I said.

“Do you have any leave you can take from work?”

“Yeah, lot’s of it, actually. I haven’t really had much time off since my break up. Work keeps me occupied, you know.”

“Good, try to book as much time off as you can. I’ll clear my schedule to coincide with your time off.”

“Okay, will do. Sooo….What do I move in here for two weeks?”

“Yes, mostly. It helps that you live right next door. Two weeks with me as your girlfriend and Mistress. After that, we’ll see if we’re as compatible as you think.”

—

So that was the offer, two weeks as her live-in submissive. Needless to say, I took the offer and spoke with the higher ups at work the next day. I had a few obligations to take care of but I was granted almost the full two weeks off work, with the provision that I worked remotely on a couple of the days, dialling in to a few online meetings that couldn’t be avoided. I told Kristina this and she seemed happy, she assured me that our dynamic wouldn't interfere with my work or my social life.

So after that we set a date, for the following Monday, when I would move in temporarily with Kristina and find out what else she had in store for me.

I was anxious to see where this relationship would go and I took her words to heart. I didn’t want to just rush into a kinky relationship with her, despite how horny the thought made me. I was grateful for this trial period, if it didn’t work, then I would be able to say I tried, had some fun, and moved on with a new neighbor and friend.

So on Monday morning, I woke up in my own bed with a bag packed with some clothes. Living next door meant that I didn’t need to pack all that much. I was told to take my laptop and anything I would need for work, so I did that and headed over to my neighbors house at the time she had suggested.

With a rapidly beating heart, I knocked on her door.

“Ah, there’s my new submissive. Right on time. That’s a good start.” Kristina led me into her house. “Now, there will be a lot to take in so I’ll start with a few ground rules that you’ll need to follow. Firstly, you will call me Mistress at all times when we are alone. If we have company, or we are out somewhere in public then you can call me Kristina. Understood?”

“Yes…Mistress.” I replied.

“Good, secondly, if I give you an order, I expect you to follow it unless you have a very good reason not to. Otherwise, you will be punished. Do you remember the safe word I gave you before?”

“I do. Krasnyy, the Russian for ‘red’, right?”

“Good. I expect you to use it if you’re not comfortable with anything. The next two weeks will be used to establish boundaries. But I think you’ll enjoy most of what I have planned.”

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but she didn’t lead me right to the bondage room. Instead, I followed her upstairs to her bedroom. “You will be sleeping in the cage under my bed for most of your time here. I’ve made some space in my wardrobe for your things. Go ahead and unpack and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I unpacked into the wardrobe and headed downstairs to meet Kristina. So far, so normal. Except for the cage under the bed, but of course I had already slept there once, and found it quite cosy.

“All done, Mistress.”

“Good. So, this is day one. Do you have any obligations you need to fulfill today?”

“Nope, not today.” I replied.

“Good, because I want to have a little fun with you, there’s something I’ve been curious about.” Kristina pulled out her phone and called someone. She put it on speaker so I could hear both ends of the conversation.

“Hey, Kris, what’s up?” I recognised the voice on the other end.

“Hey Sam. all good here. I’m calling for a favor.” It was Samantha, the friend I had embarrassed myself in front of a couple of weeks ago. A fellow dom of some sort.

“Oooh, that sounds interesting. You only ever call me for one specific type of favor. Let me guess, that cute new neighbor of yours?”

“Yep, that’s the one. Can you and your friends get over here today?”

“For you? Of course we can. I’ll call the girls and we’ll be over soon.”

“Great. See you later.”

“Bye.” Kristina ended the call and looked back over at me.

“Just so you know, Samantha and her friends specialise in feminization. I’ve seen you dolled up before at my hand and you looked good, but with a pro like Sam, I think you’d make an excellent sissy.”

“A sissy….right.” I had seen the term during some of my late night femdom searches.

“Don’t look so nervous, Paul. Sam’s a pro. I’m sure she’ll make you a very pretty girl.” My cock responded to that statement. Surely the thought of being made into a pretty sissy wouldn’t be such a turn on for me.

Kristina, in her usual way, seemed to read my mind. “Don’t worry about being turned on by the thought. Lots of men are. A day or two serving as my sissy will help get you in the right mindset. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Kristina and I hung out around her house for a while, I helped her clean up a little, not as a servant or slave, but an equal share of chores. She did tell me that there would be days when I would be expected to do them by myself when she was tired or had something she would rather be doing.

After an hour or so, there was a knock on her door. “Go and answer the door, Paul. And be polite.” Kristina told me.

I opened the door to see Samantha standing there with two other girls, all three of them looked incredibly hot.

“Hey there, sissy.” Samatha said, grinning like a kid at Christmas. “I’m here to transform you. This is Melanie.” She gestured to the girl on her right. “And this is Candy.” She gestured to the girl on her left and I couldn’t help but think that Candy wasn’t her real name.

“Come on in.” I said, leading them into the house. I couldn’t help but stare as the three girls walked past me into the house. Were all Krsitina’s friends this hot?

“So,” Sam said as she met Kristina in the living room. “Do you have somewhere we can work?”

“Follow me.” We all walked upstairs to a door I vaguely remembered. This was the room I had carried up the chest of drawers to when she had first moved in. The drawers that contained the panties she had given me to wear.

Kristina opened the door and led us inside. The room looked like some sort of makeshift salon. There was a large salon chair in the center, pointed at a full length mirror. The rest of the room contained shelves and boxes filled with god knows what, but everything looked feminine.

“Nice.” Sam said, looking around the room. “We can definitely work with this.”

“Okay, girls. Let’s get our new girl in the chair.” Sam said.

Kristina stepped forward to me, “Okay, Paul. Strip. Naked.” It was an order, definitely, but was I really about to strip naked in front of three total strangers?

“Well…something to say, Paul?” Kristina said as the others watched. I guessed she was waiting for me to use the safe word, but I wasn’t about to fall at the first hurdle.

I replied, shakily. “No, Mistress.” And then proceeded to strip off all my clothes. I stood in the middle of the room, naked and hiding my crotch with my hands.

I saw Candy look at me before speaking. “Awww, he’s shy.” Causing me to blush.

“Behave yourself Candy, I’m sure Kristina has lots of things we could use to spank you with in here.” Melanie said.

“Sorry Mistress.” Candy replied. So she was a submissive.

“I have a well stocked room downstairs if you need to punish her.” Kristina said, before adding something that shocked me. “Maybe we could take them both down there afterwards. Two sissies to play with.”

My eyes must have almost popped out of my head. Kristina and the others laughed. “I don’t think he even realised.” Sam said.

“Wait…is she…?”

“A sissy? Yes, of course.” Melanie answered my unfinished question.

“But she’s so….” Now I was blushing again, but for a different reason. My first impression of Candy was that she was another hot dominatrix.

“She’s so what, Paul?” Kristina said, smirking at my dumbfounded look.

“I think he was gonna say she was so beautiful.”

“Or sexy.”

“Pretty?”

“I think Paul has a little crush on our sissy.”

“No, no. I don't, it's just. She can’t be…” I was looking for any sign that this girl in the room in a pleated pink skirt was not actually a girl. She had boobs! Small boobs granted, but there was no doubt they were actual boobs.

“Candy, show him.” Sam said.

I looked over at Candy, who was now blushing herself, as she lifted up the skirt she was wearing, exposing a pair of frilly, pink panties. She pulled the panties down to expose a small, pink chastity cage locked around her cock. I saw it twitch beneath the cage, she was getting turned on by this.

“See, Paul.” Kristina said. “I told you Sam was a pro.”

“Yep.” Sam interjected, “Candy here used to have such an impressive cock. It was almost a shame to lock it away. But we’ve shrunk it pretty well over time. And now she has a cute little clitty that barely even gets hard anymore. Isn’t that right, Candy.”

“Yes Mistress.” The sissy replied, her head bowed low.

“But, she has-”

“Breasts? Yes, we’ve had her on hormones for a while now. Those plus the introduction of smaller and smaller cages have caused her boobs to grow and her clitty to shrink. Would you like to play with them? She has very sensitive nipples nowadays?” Melanie asked me as if it was perfectly normal.

“N-no, thanks.” I replied, staring at the small but real cleavage of the sissy in front of me.

“Enough teasing, girls. Paul is still new. A makeover will be fine for now. Besides, I don’t want to shrink his cock yet. I might have use for it later.” That was a relief.

With that shocking revelation over with, I was led over to a door leading to an en suite shower room. “Hop in the shower, sweetie. We need to get rid of all this hair.” They were going to shave me?

It was only hair, hair grows back. I did as I was told and stepped into the shower room. Melanie and Sam lathered up my whole body with a strong smelling foam, hair remover. After waiting for a few minutes, they turned on the shower and I watched as all my manly body hair was washed away. I was pulled from the shower and dried off by the three girls, or two girls and one sissy…I was still a little confused. After the shower and hair removal, a flowery smelling moisturizer was rubbed over my whole body. I kept trying to protect my modesty, but with three pairs of hands all over me, my cock kept trying to get hard.

“Awww, he likes it. Told you he would make a good sissy. Hey if we do a good enough job, maybe Kristina will keep you like this forever. You could be a playmate for Candy.” I didn’t want that idea to turn me on. But dammit it did.

“Okay, now it’s time to find you some clothes.” Melanie led me back into the main room where Kristina was waiting for me with a bundle of frilly, soft looking fabric in her hand.

“I thought these would be perfect for her first time.” Did Kristina just refer to me as a ‘her’?

“Great choice. Step in here, sissy.” Melanie took the panties from Kristina and held them open for me to step into. They were pink and had ruffled lace along the seat and waistbands, way more girlish and garish than any normal girl would wear outside of a special occasion.

The panties were followed by stockings and a garter belt so that my lower half with my smooth legs was fully feminized. “Looking good so far. Shame you don’t have any tits of your own to play with.” Melanie said.

“Yeah, shame she keeps trying to get hard in her panties. Don’t you have a cage for her?” Sam asked as I blushed at my erection.

“She’s no stranger to a chastity cage, but I’d like to leave her cock free for now. It’s very telling, I like seeing what it reacts to.” Kristina said, much to my relief.

“Fair enough. Bra?” Kristina handed over the bra that matched the panties and it was quickly clipped onto my chest, I offered no resistance.

“Well, that’s the underwear sorted out. Now, what about the rest of her outfit?”

“I think this will do.” Kristina pulled out a top and a skirt from the wardrobe. Both of them pink. “I think we’ll stick with the pink theme for her first time, really immerse her in femininity.”

“Good thinking.” Was I really just a girl to them now? And why was my cock still rock hard?

The skirt and top were pulled into place and I was left in a fully feminine outfit. This time I was conscious and fully aware of the transformation. Not only that, I had let it happen with no objection at all.

“Okay, now we need to get you into the chair, sweetie.” Melanie and Sam led me over to the chair and my hands were strapped in place. They spun the chair around so I wasn’t facing the mirror anymore. “Now we can start on your makeup. Don’t worry, you’re gonna look so hot when we’re through with you.”

Makeup! I don’t know why that idea had me more worried than the clothes. I guess as a man, I have been conditioned to never need to put makeup on my face.

The girls proceeded to attack my face with brushes and pads, powders and creams until my own skin felt alien to me. “Hey, Kris, do you want his nails done?” Sam asked.

I answered before Kristina could. “My nails!”

I should have probably stayed quiet. “Hmm, I wasn’t going to bother with the nails right away because they’re tough to remove. But judging by Paul’s reaction, I think we’ll go ahead and give them a nice coat of shiny pink.” Kristina said, clearly set on testing me. “Don’t you think that would be a good idea, Paul?”

She wanted to see if I would object, testing my limits again. “Yes, Mistress. Sounds like a great idea.” I said.

“Great, Mel. Could you fix her nails? Candy, deal with the eyebrows.”

Candy approached my face with tweezers while Mel started on my nails. I tried my best to avoid Candy’s gaze as she worked so close to my face, but her smirk made me believe she knew something I didn’t. Could I really end up like her? Would I let it get that far?

Eventually, the girls were finished with my transformation and I was released from the chair, still facing away from the mirrored wall behind me.

“There she is.” Kristina said, standing in front of me. “Ready to see the new you?”

I was distracted by my nails, they were still short but had been filed to a smooth, rounded tip and painted a glossy pink color that I knew would be tough to remove.

“Oh, how cute. I think she loves her new nails.” Sam said, snapping out of it.

“Oh…right. Yeah, sorry. I mean….Yes, Mistress.” I replied.

“Good, then take a look, sissy.” Kristina took my hand and slowly spun me around. I could feel the hem of the short skirt brushing against my legs and the stockings as I turned, a new but fascinating feeling.

What I saw shocked me, it took me a second to realize that the girl Kristina was standing next to wasn’t a girl at all. It was me.

The makeup on my face had done a hell of a job in transforming me, my eyebrows were shaped into a more feminine arch and whatever foundation or contouring kits they had used had softened my face to the point that I was almost unrecognisable. The biggest thing giving me away of course, was the erection that was tenting out the front of my skirt

That erection didn’t go unnoticed. “Are we sure we don’t want to lock her up? That clitty is ruining the look.” Sam said, causing me to blush.

“I know, but like I said, it’s very telling. Clearly Paul is enjoying this. Maybe more than he expected.” I had nothing to say to that.

“So I guess that means no prosthetics today?” Mel asked, leaving me confused.

“Presthetics?” I gasped.

“Not today, but leave them here. I’ll be sure to try them out another time.”

“Sure thing, Kris. How big were you thinking?”

“Well, let’s ask our new sissy. Paul, would you say you’re an ass man or a boob guy?” Kristina asked me. That was something I could answer.

“I guess I’m an ass man, Mistress.”

“Great, then we’ll go with a simple C cup for the chest, but something more substantial for the hips and ass.” Kristina said, which still answer my question.

“No problem. Candy, you heard her.”

“Yes Mistress.” Candy squeaked out and minced out of the room, her excited steps causing her small boobs to jiggle a little.

—

“So, I guess that’s everything for today?” Mel said once we were back downstairs.

“Afraid so, girls. But don’t worry, there’ll be plenty of opportunities to play another time. Thanks for your help.”

“No problem, see you next time.”

The three girls made to leave, but I was hesitant to follow, I didn’t want to get too close to the front door in my current state. Kristina had other plans, of course.

“Paul, don’t just stand there. Come say goodbye to our guests. And make sure you thank them for their help today…..All of them.” It was an order, no doubt.

I swallowed before answering. “Yes, Mistress.” I walked carefully towards the front door, first to Mel, who held her hands out for a hug.

“Thanks…for….helping me.” I said as I returned her hug, trying to avoid to letting me cock press into her.

“No problem, sissy.” Mel said, before releasing me.

Sam was next to hug me, squeezing me a little tighter and giving me a peck on the cheek. “See you next time, Paulette.” She said, feminizing my name.

“Thank you.” I said as my cock twitched.

Finally, it was Candy’s turn. I didn’t get the chance to move to her, she threw her arms around me and squeezed me in a tight hug. Before I could say anything, her lips were on mine for a quick kiss and then she immediately pulled away.

“Candy! Control yourself!” Mel snapped. “You’ll ruin her makeup.”

“Sorry, Mistress.” Candy said, a wide grin on her face that said she wasn’t sorry at all.

“See you next time, ladies.” With that, they were gone, leaving me standing there, equal parts horny and confused.

“Come along, sissy. We should talk.” Kristina said, leading me back into the living room. “What did Sam call you? Paulette? I think I’ll stick with that for a while.”

We each took a seat in the living room. “So, Paulette. How do you feel? How does it feel that within a couple of hours of being here, you've completely transformed into a pretty little sissy?”

“Ummm, I’m not sure. Confused, but turned on. It’s all very new to me….Looking like this.” I answered.

“That’s the idea. A lot of things will be new to you, but judging by that,” She pointed to my crotch. “You’re enjoying it on some level.”

“I wanted to ask about…Candy..”

“Ah, don’t worry. She is an extreme case. She’s been Sam's partner for years now. She got so into the feminization fantasy that she’s much more girl than boy now. But she is a good example of what can happen if you let your fantasies get away from you. So you should be careful, Paul. I intend to push you during these next two weeks, to really test your boundaries. You need to speak up if things go too far.”

“Will do, Mistress.”

“Good. Now, I want you to remember the name Paulette. There will be times when I want a sweet little sissy to cater to my needs, when that happens. I will tell you to bring Paulette out to play. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. Now, seeing as the girls worked so hard on transforming you. I think a day or two as a girl will be good for you. To start with, you can crawl over to me and pleasure me with that hot little mouth of yours.”

“Yes, Mistress!” That was the most enthusiastic answer I had given all day.

End part 10