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 Dominating Ken - Part IV Ken's Shopping Trip Adventure

   Monday morning Ken was so horny and nervous about his new assignment
that he could not bring himself to go to work.  He was not going to be able
to calm his nerves until he went to the store and bought his big girl
items. He did not want to dress like a girl but the more he thought about
it the more excited he became.  He did not know why he was experiencing
these strange erotic feelings.  In his current state of mind he would not
be able to concentrate at work.  He woke up a 5:00 am and called in sick to
work.  Then he applied his clear nail polish and his pretty pink toenail
polish.  He put on a purple pair of little girl panties, size 14.  All of
this girlish preparation quickly shifted his mind from dogboy mode to
little princess mode.  He was feeling feminine and girlish.  He thought
about how this would probably be the last time he wore little girl panties
since Miss Kareena was allowing him to move into big girl panties.  This
made the day seem a little more special and exciting for Ken.

   Although Ken was not going to work, he still put on the glossy pink
lipstick.  He decided that he would wear it while he was at home.  Dressed
like a cute teenage girl, Ken started his masturbation routine.  He was
finding it increasingly difficult to stroke himself for a half hour in 5
minute intervals without cumming.  About half way through his masturbation
session he had to stroke his cock very slowly and lightly in order to
prevent himself from cumming.  He managed to control himself but not
without a lot of cum leaking out.  At one point he brought himself so close
to the edge that a stream of warn cum poured into his hands.  It was a
strange moment for Ken because he had no control over the cum that poured
out.  He had never experienced this loss of control before.  He did not
orgasm and it was not pleasurable.  It was just an overflow of cum building
up in his cock and balls.  Ken licked it up quickly before any could spill
on the floor.

   Next Ken logged on to check for messages from Miss Kareena.  He was
hoping she would allow him to cum today.  Ken was disappointed to find that
Miss Kareena had not sent him an e-mail.  He stayed on line for about 10
minutes hoping that a message would come into his inbox, but nothing came.
After that, Ken spent most of the morning online researching bras.  He was
very nervous about his assignment and he wanted to make sure he at least
knew what the different sizes meant.  In his aroused state he found himself
lingering on the websites which had beautiful women modeling their bras. 
Instead of having his pee-pee pushed between his legs like a pussy, he had
his cock pointing out of his purple panties and he was stroking it.

   Ken eventually found a website which explained bras and had instructions
for girls on how to determine their bra size.  Unfortunately he didn't have
a tape measure so he couldn't determine his size.  Ken decided that he
would just guess.

   In the early afternoon Ken headed out on his mission.  He figured the
store would be empty on a Monday afternoon, thereby eliminating some of his
public embarrassment.  Ken entered the store and it was empty. 
Unfortunately Miss Jen was not around so he could not complete his
assignment.

   One of the sales girls approached him.  "Hello may I help you sir."

   Ken nervously answered, "I...aahh....is Miss...  I mean is Jen working
today?"

   The young sales girl smirked back at him.  Emphasizing the salutation,
"MISS Jen is not here today.  She'll be into tonight.  Is there something I
can help you find?"

   Ken did not know if she was being sarcastic to him or if everyone
referred to her as Miss Jen.  From the amusing and somewhat superior tone
of her voice Ken sensed that his slip of the tongue clued the sales girl in
on his situation with Miss Jen.  He quietly mumbled.  "um...no thank you
ma'am.  I'll just stop by tonight."

   "Whom may I tell Miss Jen to expect tonight?"

   Ken was a little caught of guard at this request.  He was hoping to get
by without being noticed.  "Ken.  My name is Ken."

   The sales girl smiled and playfully looked into his eyes.  Her tone was
sensual and teasing.  "Well Ken, I'll let her know you stopped by.  If
there's anything you need in the meantime, let me know.  You may call me
Miss D." The sales girl turned and walked away.

   Although the situation felt a bit awkward for Ken, he was becoming
braver in the store.  Instead of blushing and rushing out of the store, he
decided to browse around.  He saw tables full of panties on sale.  He saw
racks and racks of bra's and lingerie.  Even with the research he had done
on bras, he was clueless.  The huge variety of styles and sizes were
overwhelming.  He was definitely going to need help, but he was embarrassed
to ask.  He was in deep thought when Miss D interrupted him.

   "Excuse me Ken.  As luck would have it, Miss Jen called and I mentioned
that you were here looking for her.  She would like to speak to you."

   Miss D led Ken to the front counter and handed him the phone.  Ken
picked it up unsure of what to expect.  "Hello."

   Her voice was sweet, "Hi Kenny.  So you're back again.  Did you like my
little present?  Are you wearing the cock ring now?"

   Ken was wearing the cock ring.  Miss D was standing nearby.  He lowered
his voice because he did not want her to hear.  "Yes I liked your present
and I am wearing it now."

   "I can barely hear.  Please speak louder.  How does it feel?"

   Ken raised his voice slightly.  "It feels great.  It makes my cock feel
extra hard and sensitive."

   "Mmmm.  That's what I like to hear.  Is your cock hard now?"

   Ken's cock was straining hard against his panties from talking to Miss
Jen.  Had it not been bent back through his legs like a pussy, it would
have been hard as a rock.  He wasn't sure how he was going to explain this
to Miss Jen.  "No..  not really."

   Miss Jen pressed him for more information, "Not really.  What's that
supposed to mean.  I would think a pervert like you would be hard as a rock
right now.  I know you came back into the store to buy something slutty.  I
bet you're somebody's sissy-boy.  You are a sissy-boy aren't you?  You're
wearing panties right now aren't you?"

   Ken suddenly felt nervous and embarrassed.  Miss Jen had figured him
out. He was embarrassed to admit to a younger girl that he was wearing
panties.  What made it worse was that Miss D was standing next to him
listening intently.  "Well....uh...yes I am wearing panties.  How did you
know?"

   Ken heard Miss D giggle and his face flushed a deeper shade of red. 
Miss Jen remained calm and in control.  "I may be young, but I've been
working at this store for a long time and I can recognize a sissy-boy in
training when I see one.  Let's see, your nails are coated in clear polish,
you always come to me to ring up your order, and you've been back into my
store 3 times in less than 2 weeks to buy or do something embarrassing. 
All that adds up to a sissy-boy who's following orders from his Mistress.
So sissy-boy, tell me why you are not hard right now?"

   Miss Jen's voice was commanding.  Ken found himself feeling very
submissive to her.  He could have hung up the phone and walked out, but he
was enjoying the submissive feeling.  "Ummm..my cock is not hard because my
cock is pushed back through my legs."

   "Poor boy.  You have a clitty just like a little girl.  Tell me little
girl, what are you shopping for today?"

   "I need to buy panties, a bra, and stockings."

   "And do you need my help?"

   "Yes.  My mistress has instructed me to have you ring up my order since
you have been the person who has always rang up my order."

   Ken knew that Miss D was listening to every word he was saying.  He felt
totally humiliated.  His humiliation intensified when a woman walked up to
the counter to purchase some lingerie.  Ken knew that the woman could hear
his conversation.

   Miss Jen continued, "Ask me nicely and I may help.  Tell me everything
that you want me to help you with."

   "Please Miss Jen will you help me buy panties and a bra for myself.  I
need to buy 5 pairs of pretty panties and a red bra.  I need at least 2
thong panties and I also need stockings.  Please will you help me pick out
these items?"

   "What sizes do you need dear?"

   "I'm not sure Miss Jen.  Will you help me pick out the right size?"

   "Tell me you'll be a good girl.  Tell me you want me to measure your
little girl titties."

   Ken's heart was pounding in his chest.  Everything was happening so
fast. He came into the store buy some lingerie and now suddenly he was
talking like a little girl to a college age salesgirl and in front of other
women.  He could see a devilish smirk on Miss D's face and he knew the
woman at the counter was glancing at him like he was a freak.  To top it
off another woman came into the store and stood in line.  Miss D purposely
rang the order up slow.  Ken felt very inferior and submissive with
everything that was going on.  He did not want to say these girlish words
infront of all these women but he needed Miss Jen's help.  He did not know
what to say.

   Miss Jen encouraged him, "Come on darling, be a good girl and tell me."

   Ken mumbled the words but Miss Jen would not go for it.  She ordered him
to say them nice and loud or she would hang up and be done with him. 
Humiliated, Ken clearly stated, "Will you please measure my little girl
titties and help me find the right bra size.  I'll be a good girl for you,
I promise."

   Miss D and the two customers laughed at his expense.  Ken cringed and
turned red.  Although he was humiliated he was aroused and his cock was
pushing against his panties trying to grow.  Ken could not believe at how
aroused he was from the situation.

   Miss Jen finally agreed to help Ken.  "Since you asked like a good
little girl I will help you.  I'll be there shortly.  In the meantime, have
Miss D take all your measurements, okay sweetie?"

   "Yes.  Miss Jen.  Thank you."

   Miss D was just finishing up with the last customer when Ken hung up the
phone.  After the customer walked away, Ken politely asked, "Miss D, could
you please do my measurements."

   Miss D's devilish smiled returned.  "Of course sweetie.  I told you I'd
be glad to help you with anything.  Take your shirt off dear and we'll get
started.

   Ken was waiting for her to usher him to a backroom but she just stood
there and waited.  He knew it was going to be a long day.  Ken removed his
shirt and Miss D came over to him with a long cloth tape measure.

   Miss D began to instruct Ken on what to do.  She purposely spoke to him
like a little girl.  "Okay sweetie stand up straight and point those
titties outward...  Good girl.  First we have to measure below your
titties. Hold our arms out to the side."

   Ken raised his arms and Miss D wrapped the tape measure around him, just
below his chest.  Ken's attention was focused on Miss D.  He figured she
was only 18 or 19 years old.  Her body was slim and athletic.  Her perky
tits pressed firmly against her tight white t-shirt.  She was about 5ft
7and her hair was dark brown.  He could not believe he was being measured
for a bra and being talked to like a little girl from a teenager almost
half his age.  The moment was surreal and exciting.  Ken's bent cock
pressed hard against the crotch of his panties.  He wished he could pull it
out and enjoy its fullness.

   Miss D moved the tape measure up to his chest.  The tape measure was
cool.  Miss D purposely rubbed it over his nipples a few times causing them
to grow hard.  "Now we must measure your titties...My, my, they are small
little titties.  Hold them out nice proud darling so I can get the right
measurements.  Ken tried to push his chest out far.  He was actually
ashamed of his small titties.  Miss D wrote the measurements on a pad of
paper.  "Okay honey, I need a few other measurements.  Take off your
pants."

   Ken panicked.  "Miss D, don't you think we should do this in the back
room."

   Miss D's voice was gentle.  "Don't worry baby doll, it's just us girls
here.  We never get men in here during the day.  Nothing to be ashamed of.
Let me help you."

   Ken stood there in disbelief as Miss D unbuttoned his pants and pulled
them down revealing his purple pre-teen panties.  Miss D commented, "Oh how
cute.  Little girlie panties.  Miss D pressed her hand against his crotch
to feel his boypussy.  "You really are a baby doll.  Is this your first
time buying big girl panties?"

   "Yes."

   "Well let's pull these off and get the right measurements." Miss D
pulled his panties down and Ken's cock popped out from between his legs. 
It instantly grew hard.  Miss D stared at the pink bow and saran wrap on
his cock head and giggled.  "How cute.  What's the plastic for?"

   "It's so I don't wet my panties."

   Miss D giggled again.  She reached down and stroked his cock a few
times, causing pre-cum to press against the saran wrap.  Miss D jumped
right into the role playing.  "Poor little baby girl wets her panties.  Are
you sure your ready for big girl panties?  Can you hold that cum cum in for
mommy?"

   Ken was so aroused from being denied an orgasm so long.  His mind was
fragile and easy to manipulate in his current state.  He shifted into baby
girl mode.  "Yes.  Please let me wear big girl panties."

   Ken's attention darted to the front of the store when he heard the door
open.  His body tensed with fright from being in such a vulnerable and
exposed position in the middle of the store.  Miss D remained calm and
unconcerned.  Ken relaxed slightly when he realized it was Miss Jen.

   Although Miss Jen and Ken had only briefly met before, Miss Jen walked
in with complete control and dominance.  Miss Jen approached the two of
them.  "Well, well, well.  I see Miss D is taking care of our sissy-boy."

   Miss D replied, "Yes.  Look at those cute girlie panties.  The poor boy
had his little pee-pee pushed between his legs like a pussy."

   The two teenage mistresses laughed at Ken's predicament.  Miss D
continued, "and look at those cute girlie panties and that cute pink bow
around his little cock.  He really is a baby-girl."

   Miss Jen giggled and took the measurements from Miss D.  "Hmm let's see
if we can find some sexy items for our sissy boy." She made Ken follow her
around the store as she browsed through the various racks.  Occasionally
she would hold a bra or nightgown against Ken and comment on how sexy it
would look on him.  After about 10 minutes she had a handful of bra's,
panties, and night gowns.  First she sent Ken back to a dressing room with
a matching white bra, garter belt, thong, and stocking set.  "Try these on
sweetie.  Come on out when you're done.  I want to see how they look on
you.

   Ken's cock was pulsing hard from the pure perverseness of what was
happening.  It seemed surreal to him.  He was actually going to try on
women's lingerie.  He took the items from Miss Jen and headed back to the
dressing room.  He heard Miss Jen and Miss D whisper to each other and
giggle as he walked away

   As soon as Ken undressed, his cock popped out and swelled to its full
size.  He stared at the items on the hangers infront of him.  They were
soft, pretty, and delicate.  The bra was decorated in fancy white lace. 
The garter belt was silky and accented with lace that matched the bra.  He
was starting to get excited to wear them.  First he pulled on the white
thong.  The silk triangle in the front was soft and smooth and it sent
shivers up and down his spine.  He barely noticed the thin silk string that
snuggled between his ass cheeks.  Ken wondered how women could wear them
without being aroused all day.  The thong was just the right size for him.
It felt very comfortable compared to the little girl panties that Miss
Kareena had made him wear.  He enjoyed the soft comfortable feeling and was
glad that Miss Kareena had allowed him to buy big girl panties.  Although
the thong fit him appropriately, his balls hung out the bottom a little bit
and his hard cock bulged out of the top.  There was not much Ken could do
about it so he just moved on with feminizing himself.

   Ken pulled on the white stockings.  As he pulled the soft feminine
material over his legs it sent shivers through his body.  He was surprised
at how the stockings stretched and conformed to his legs.  He admired his
legs in the mirror and was amazed at how well they accentuated his muscular
legs.  Had it not been for the hair on his legs, he would have passed for a
sexy leg model.  The lacy stocking tops made him feel very girlish and
feminine.  He was becoming more aroused by the minute.

   The garter belt proved to be a little tricky for Ken.  It was a little
tight around his waist and he had trouble getting the back clips attached
to the stockings, but eventually he got everything into place.  Finally he
made an attempt at the bra.  Ken found it very awkward to reach around and
try and buckle the strap.  He struggled with it for a few minutes and then
was interrupted by a knock.

   Miss Jen called through the door, "You o.k.  in there sissy?"

   Ken replied, "ahhh....yeah...I'm almost done.  I'm having a little
problem with the bra."

   Miss Jen did not hesitate.  She opened the door and walked in.  She
laughed at the sight of a 30 year old man dressed like a whore, trying to
put on a bra, with his cock sticking out of his panties.  Ken suddenly felt
exposed and embarrassed but Miss Jen quickly wiped away those thoughts. 
She placed her hand on the front of the silk panties and began rubbing
Ken's cock.  "I see you're enjoying being a sissy-boy.  You like wearing
these pretty girl clothes don't you?"

   The soft friction of the silk rubbing over his sensitive shaft weakened
Ken.  He could not think straight.  The young Miss Jen instantly had him
wrapped around her finger.  All he could do was mutter.  "Yes."

   Jen stopped rubbing his cock and moved behind him.  She made Ken face
the full length mirror in the dressing room.  She took the bra straps and
snapped them in place.  "There you go darling.  It just takes a little
practice.  Look how pretty and sexy you are."

   Miss Jen's fingers slowly and lightly slid down Ken's sides and across
his stomach.  Her feathery massage was causing Ken's body to tingle and his
cock to twitch.  He stared at himself in the mirror and felt a little
strange to see his body clothed in such delicate and soft undergarments. 
They hid his masculinity and brought out a gentle girlish feeling within.
He did not know what was happening to his emotions.  Part of his mind was
telling him this was wrong and crazy and that he should stop what he was
doing.  However, it excited him to know that he was doing something so
perverted for Miss Kareena.  He knew she would be pleased at his obedience
and her pleasure is what mattered to him.  He was also enjoying the
attention he was getting from Miss Jen and Miss D.  They were both
beautiful young girls and he could not resist their sex appeal.  In the
back of his mind Ken was hoping that the situation would lead to an
exciting sexual experience with Miss Jen and maybe even Miss D.  That
fantasy and his desire to please Miss Kareena was enough justification for
Ken to humiliate himself by wearing women's lingerie.

   Miss Jen's hand moved down to his cock and she began rubbing it through
the panties.  "Such a pretty whore.  You're Mistress is going to be pleased
with this outfit.  Tell me what's your Mistress's name?"

   Ken's cock was dripping precum.  He was struggling to keep himself for
cumming.  He replied to Miss Jen in deep breaths.  "Her name is Mistress
Kareena." Then he pleaded to Miss Jen, "Please stop rubbing my cock. 
You're going to make me cum."

   Miss Jen moved her hand to the top of his cock and she used her fingers
to rub the pre-cum all over Ken's sensitive cock head.  She could tell that
he was struggling to hold back and that he was close to the edge.  His
excitement fueled a passionate erotic fire in Jen's pussy.  She loved the
control she had over Ken.  Jen was experienced at teasing men and she knew
that he could last a little longer.  She also knew that his mind was
focused on the pleasure that she was giving him and that she had him under
her complete control.  Her pussy quivered at this control and his
desperateness.  "Don't you want to cum sweetie?"

   "Yes...very badly...but Miss Kareena has ordered me not to cum without
her permission.  Please stop.  I can't last much longer.  Please stop
rubbing my cock."

   Miss Jen gently licked and sucked Ken's ear lobe.  She moaned into his
ear, while continuing to rub the precum around his cock head.  "Mmmmm I
just love to tease sissy boy's and rub their boy pussies.  Ask me to stop
rubbing your pussy and maybe I'll be nice."

   "Please Miss Jen, stop rubbing my pussy." Referring to his cock as a
pussy almost sent him over the edge.  Fortunately for Ken, Miss Jen stopped
rubbing his boy pussy.  He took a few deep breaths and was able to recover.

   Miss Jen stepped back and giggled at Ken.  "This is soo much fun.  My
pussy is all wet from seeing your little clitty swollen and full of cum. 
Your cock's so small it might as well be a pussy." Jen giggled again.  "So
tell me about your Mistress.  What does she look like?"

   " I don't know.  I uh...I met her online."

   Miss Jen laughed out loud.  "You're kidding right?"

   "No, I have never seen her."

   "I've got to tell Dee this one.  Follow me."

   Ken had no choice but to follow Jen.  She took his hand and led him out
of the dressing room and into the store.  This was the first time Ken
walked in his new outfit and he was aware of every sensation.  He could
feel the tightness of the bra around his chest.  He could feel the garter
straps stretching and rubbing along his thighs as he walked.  The stockings
felt comfortably tight around his legs.  He was aware of the thong pressing
between his ass cheeks and rubbing his asshole.  The combination of these
sensations heightened his arousal and made him feel girlish and horny.

   Jen found Dee and excitedly announced, "Miss D, do you believe that all
the perverted things this sissy has done is from obeying an online
Mistress? Isn't that pathetic?  He hasn't even met her and he's humiliated
himself for her and dressed up like a cheap whore."

   Miss D laughed.  "How pathetic.  You must really want to be girl."

   Ken tried to defend himself, "No, I don't.  I..I don't know how this
happened.  I just wanted to please her."

   Jen started massaging his cock again.  "This must be a real treat to
have two pretty girls paying attention to you."

   Miss D moved infront of Ken and gently pulled his balls while Jen rubbed
his cock.  Once again Ken was on the edge.  Ken moaned, "Yes, this is
amazing."

   Miss Jen pressed him, "So you like having us tease you like this while
you're dressed as a whore."

   Ken didn't want the pleasure to stop so he just agreed, "Yes."

   Miss D added, "We like teasing sissy-boy's."

   Jen commented, "I bet you'd like to put that little cock of yours in my
tight young pussy wouldn't you?"

   Ken nodded his head yes.

   "It's a shame you can't cum.  You want to obey your Mistress don't you?
Do you think you could put your cock into my teenage pussy without
cumming?"

   The teasing from Miss D and Miss Jen and the dirty talk was bringing Ken
closer to the edge.  The thought of fucking Miss Jen excited him.  The fact
that she was only 18 was even more enticing.  He knew that he would explode
inside her immediately, but now his thoughts were short-term and all he
cared about was release.  He lied just to make it happen.  "Yes.  I could
put my cock in you without cumming.  Please let me put my cock in your
pussy."

   Suddenly Ken felt a sharp pain in his groin.  Miss Jen squeezed his
balls hard causing him to double over in pain.  She pushed him down onto
his back and pressed her foot on his balls.  Miss D stood over Ken with a
look of dominance and seriousness.

   Miss Jen scolded Ken.  "You're such a slut.  You wouldn't last more than
3 seconds in my pussy with that pathetic thing.  You have a pussy not a
cock.  My pussy is for real men, not sissy's like you.  Ken's cock was soft
from the pain and for fear of what she was going to do next.  Miss Jen
smiled at his fear.  She began to gently massage hi cock with her foot. 
Ken could not control himself.  His cock instantly grew hard again.

   "One thing is certain.  You are a weak pathetic sissy-boy and I control
your cock.  I can make it hard and I can make it soft.  You like this don't
you slut?"

   Ken nodded his head in agreement.  Miss Jen ordered him to stand up and
go back to the dressing rooms.  For the next 1/2 hour the teenage
mistresses made Ken model various lingerie.  He wore bras, teddies, night
gowns, and even a beautiful corset.  Ken was their little Barbie doll to
play dress up with.  At first it was a bit humiliating, but Ken was
enjoying the attention he was getting.  The slight glimmer of hope that he
would get to see these beautiful girls naked kept him obedient and willing
to put up with their game.  The chance of him scoring with such young and
beautiful girls was slim and so he did not want to upset them.  His sexual
lust and taboo desires pushed him to a deeper level of perverseness and
submissiveness.  Both Miss D and Miss Jen continually commented on how
pretty he looked and they frequently would touch and squeeze his cock and
ass through the silk lingerie.  The whole experience was keeping Ken at a
heightened level of arousal and turning his mind into a childlike state. 
He was their princess to play with.  He wanted to be one of the girls so
that the fun could continue and he just did as he was told.

   The last outfit he tried on was the one that Miss Kareena had instructed
him to purchase.  It was a red lace bra, garter belt, thong panties, and
white stockings.  Miss Jen laughed at him.  "You look like such a whore. 
You just need a little perfume and you'll be the perfect slut."

   Miss Jen pulled out a small perfume spray bottle from behind the cash
register.  She sprayed a generous amount on Ken's neck.  The sweet aroma
engulfed Ken and the smell seemed to make his cock twitch.

   Miss Jen lightly kissed his neck sending chills through his body.  Ken's
body was trembling from the intimate gesture.  "Such a pretty slut.  I know
you're just dying to be fucked aren't you?  Would you like me to put my
girl cock in your little pussy hole."

   Ken thought about what she just asked.  He did feel like a slutty whore.
He guessed she was talking about fucking him up the ass.  The mere thought
of this made his asshole tingle with anticipation.  Ken didn't know what
was happening to him.  A few weeks ago he would have cringed at the thought
of being fucked up the ass.  A few weeks ago his common sense would have
told him to not mess with teenage girls in a sexual way.  Now he could not
control his thoughts.  A sensual and seductive tigress was manipulating his
mind and body.  His cocked ached for release and that's all he could think
about.  He became excited at the though of Miss Jen fucking him up the ass
and so he begged like a little school girl.  "Yes.  Miss Jen, please fuck
me.  Please fuck my pussy."

   Miss Jen was amused at his pleading and she decided to toy with him a
bit.  "Pull your panties down sweetie and show Miss D and myself that
pussy."

   Ken's heart pounded with excitement and his cock twitched in
anticipation.  He pulled the red silk panties down to his thighs and turned
around to show them his ass.  Miss Jen said, "Bend over and pull that pussy
open for me darling.  Let me see what you got."

   Ken could not believe how far this was going.  His online relationship
with Miss Kareena seemed like a big step to Ken when he first met her.  Now
he was actually being controlled and humiliated in person by a teenage
goddess with her friend watching.  He felt ashamed at what he was doing but
he could not deny the extreme excitement he was experiencing.  His
willpower was gone and he submitted to his dark desires.  Ken bent forward
and spread his ass cheeks wide, exposing his pussy hole for Miss Jen and
Miss D.  The stretching brought more pleasure to Ken.

   Miss Jen lightly slid her fingertip around his pussy causing Ken's cock
to twitch and causing Ken to moan quietly.  The sensations were new and
strange and very erotic.  "Your pussy is so tight darling?  Are you a
virgin here?"

   "Yes.  Mistress.  I've never had anything in my pussyhole."

   "oohhh.  Naughty slut.  I don't think your pussy is ready for me yet. 
Besides, you need to obey you're mistress.  Isn't this the outfit she
wanted you to buy?"

   Ken was extremely aroused and sexually frustrated.  He wanted release
very bad and the idea of Miss Jen fucking him up the ass was driving him
crazy.  His was mad at Miss Jen for reminding him of his commitment to Miss
Kareena because he didn't want the fun to stop.  However he obediently
replied, "Yes.  Mistress.  This is the outfit."

   "Well then I guess were done here.  Pull up your panties slut, get
dressed, and meet me at the cash register," ordered Miss Jen.  She picked
up the pile of lingerie that Ken had tried on and headed to the front of
the store.

   Ken started to take off the bra, but Miss D stopped him.  "No, no,
sweetie.  You're a big girl now and big girls wear bras don't they?  You
dressed like such a pretty whore and you should stay that way.  Let me help
you get dressed."

   Ken was surprised at her order.  He did not want to wear a bra in public
because he knew his shirt did little to hide the shapely bra.  He did not
want to go out in public looking like a sissy boy but he did not want to
disobey Miss D and Miss Jen.  Their dominance and seductiveness were
incredible and Ken found himself willing to embarrass himself so that he
could please them and continue his relationship with them.  Miss D did not
give him a choice in the matter.  She picked up his shirt and helped him
pull it over his head and the bra.  The t-shirt was tight and the form of
the bra was obvious underneath the shirt.  Miss D handed him his pants to
wear overtop the garter, panties, and stockings.  Ken pleaded with Miss D,
"Please don't make me wear the bra.  I can't go out in public like this."

   Miss D smiled at his defiance.  Her pussy quivered knowing that he was
trembling inside in fear of public humiliation.  "Oh yes you can and yes
you will," she said firmly.  Miss D took Ken's hand and forcefully led him
to the front counter where Miss Jen was ringing up his order

   Miss Jen rang up the last few items as Ken approached.  She read the
total off to him.  "That will be $475.32."

   The total shocked him.  "Uhh...  Miss Jen.  I wasn't going to get all
the stuff.  I just need the items I'm wearing and a few pairs of panties."

   "Ohh, but Kenny darling, you looked so cute and pretty in all theses
things.  You must buy them and wear them every night."

   "Yes, but I can't afford all that.  Maybe just a few items."

   Miss Jen listened but she dismissed his comments and started bagging his
items.  "Nonsense Kenny.  You can afford it.  You just need to prioritize
how you spend your money and right now this is your priority, right?"

   Ken didn't like where this was going.  He had no intentions on spending
that much money.  "Well...uh...  I don't know..."

   Miss Jen interrupted, "..You do want to obey Miss Kareena don't you?"

   "Yes."

   "And you need my help right?"

   Ken thought for a second and realized she was right.  Without her help
he would not be able to complete the tasks from Miss Kareena.  "Yes."

   "And you are enjoying all of this aren't you?" While Miss Jen asked the
question, Miss D came over and hugged Ken from behind.  Her hand reached
around and started rubbing Ken's crotch.  His cock was hard and swelling.
Miss D lightly kissed his neck and nibbled his earlobe.

   Ken closed his eyes and savored the wonderful feeling.  She was young
and pretty.  Her perfume invaded his thoughts and easily broke down his
already shattered willpower.  Ken moaned, "Yes, but..."

   Miss Jen was quick with her interrogation "...and you'd like to continue
to see Miss D and myself, right?"

   Ken wasn't sure if he liked where this line of questioning was going,
but he found himself immersed in the pleasure from Miss D.  He did not want
it to stop.  He continued to agree with everything.  "Yes."

   "Well then, you owe it to us to buy all these things.  I need to hit my
sales quota you know.  Besides, I can't sell these items after you've had
your nasty cock all over them."

   In the course of fondling Ken, Miss D managed to get a hold of Ken's
wallet and pull out his credit card.  She flicked it out in front Ken and
it landed on the counter.  Miss Jen picked it up with a devious smile and
ran it through the credit card machine.  Miss D continued to stroke Ken's
cock.  With one hand she squeezed his left bra cup and whispered into his
ear.  "Good girl.  Now you'll have something sexy to wear everyday."

   The gesture of squeezing his tit was silly, but to Ken's frazzled mind
it was symbolic of his girlish state and his submissiveness.  For a moment
he felt like a girl being fondled and ravished.  He closed his eyes and
forgot about the credit card and the large bill.  The pleasure coursing
through his body outweighed the need to protest.  He stood there and let
the girls financially and physically take advantage of him and control him.


   Miss Jen left one outfit on the counter.  She picked it up and held it
up to her body.  It was a leather corset.  "By the way.  This one is for
me. I've been wanting to buy this for a long time.  Thanks for the gift
honey.  Maybe I'll wear it for you one day.  You would like that, wouldn't
you sissy?"

   Ken was on the verge of cumming from Miss D's erotic assault.  He could
feel the wetness on his panties from all the precum leaking out.  A small
wet spot was forming on his pants.  Ken just nodded his head in agreement.
When the charge receipt printed out, Miss Jen put it on the counter to
sign. Miss D firmly gripped his cock through his pants and pulled him over
to the counter using his cock as a leash.  Ken was powerless and at her
mercy.  He had no choice but to follow.  As soon as he signed the receipt
Miss D stopped touching his cock and said, "that's a good girl.  I knew a
little cock teasing would change your mind.  It's pathetic how easy it is
to manipulate sissy boys."

   Ken knew that she was right.  Her teasing was driving him crazy and all
he cared about right now was being pleasured and wanting to cum.  He was
disappointed and sexually frustrated that Miss D stopped her teasing when
he was about to cum.

   Miss Jen pushed the shopping bags towards Ken and said, "thanks for
shopping with us.  I know you'll be back soon.  Maybe next time you'll be
allowed to cum sissy."

   Both girls giggled at his frustrated and needy look.  Ken didn't want to
leave.  He was enjoying the teasing and attention.  However, it was obvious
that the girls were done with him for the day.  He picked up his bags and
headed out of the store.  Ken's heart pounded fiercely as he rushed to his
car.  He prayed the no one would be outside a notice that he was wearing a
bra.

   Fortunately he made it to his car without an embarrassing incident.  His
pulse was quick with excitement on the ride home.  His cock remained hard
and the wet spot on his pants grew larger.  Ken could not believe how
excited he was from the whole experience.  This was his first real brush
with domination and feminization.  Part of his mind was telling him that
what happened was crazy and silly.  It was embarrassing and he wanted it
all to stop.  On the other hand the attention and teasing he was getting
was incredible.  A much larger part of his mind was thrilled and energized
from the experience.  The pleasure and arousal that both girls brought him
was far better than anything he had experienced before.  Their control and
manipulation over him was exciting to Ken.  His recent experiences with
Miss Jen, Miss D, and Miss Kareena were reinforcing the idea that other
women become excited at dominating him and dressing him in pretty feminine
clothes.  Ken did not realize it yet, but he was slowly accepting the
feminine lifestyle.

   At home Ken took off his clothes, but left on the lingerie.  He couldn't
help but stop and look at himself in a full length mirror.  He had to admit
to himself that the red lace bra was very sexy and the stockings nicely
accented his muscular legs.  He was feeling extremely horny and randy.  Ken
pulled out his glossy pink lipstick and applied it to his lips.  Next he
got a bottle of pink nail polish and painted his nails.  He had never worn
a color on his nails before and he admired how girlish it made his fingers
look.  Ken's left hand slid around his hard cock and he began to slowly
stroke it.  Precum instantly dribbled out.  Ken used his forefinger to rub
it around the tip of his cock.  He imagined it was Miss Kareena's hand that
was doing this.  Ken took his other hand and gently squeezed and pulled his
balls through the soft silk panties.  He felt so kinky and slutty at what
we was doing.  In a matter of minutes Ken was on edge and ready to explode.
He slowed his stroking down so that he barely touched his cock.  It
twitched in his hand.  His balls were swollen and full of cum.  Ken knew
that one firm stroke of his cock would ignite a powerful explosion deep in
his loins.  He was teetering on the edge and he wanted to cum very bad. 
For a moment he considered doing it.  His strong desires almost caused him
to disobey Miss Kareena and self indulge in an orgasm.  Somehow he managed
to refrain from proceeding.  He let go of his cock and took several deep
breaths.  He had never been so close to the edge before.  His pulse was
racing, his heart was pounding, and perspiration was beading on his
forehead.  It was a wonderful feeling.

   Ken finally calmed himself down and decided to e-mail Miss Kareena.  He
wrote a lengthy e-mail describing Miss Jen and his shopping experience.  He
told her that he was wearing the bra, garter, stockings, and panties and
the he almost had an orgasm as he admired himself in them.  He admitted
that he skipped work because he was too excited and nervous about his
assignment.  Ken purposely left out the details about him trying on several
outfits and being dominated by Miss Jen and Miss D.  He did not even
mention Miss D in his e-mail and he referred to Miss Jen as just Jen.  He
left out the details because he was embarrassed at how these young girls
were able to easily manipulate and control him.  He was also unsure of how
Miss Kareena would react to the situation.  He didn't know if she would be
jealous, mad, or excited at what happened.  Ken did mention that Jen had
figured out that he was buying the panties and lingerie for himself and
that she referred to him as a sissy boy and was glad to help him pick out
the right sizes.