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 Dominating Ken - Part II Bringing Out His Feminine Side

   Ken dressed in casual attire at work.  That morning he chose black
khakis' and a gray polo shirt to wear.  He figured the dark pants would
hide his excitement and any dampness that might seep through the panties.
During the drive to work, Ken's cock remained hard and throbbing.  He had
never worn panties out in public before and the danger of being discovered
thrilled him.

   A combination of tiredness and horniness made it hard for Ken to
concentrate at work.  He was a graphic designer and spent most of his day
behind a computer in his office.  However, on this day, he spent little
time doing graphic design and a lot of time daydreaming.  He had a constant
hard-on throughout the day from thinking about Miss Karena and what she
would make him do over the next few days.  By 10:00 am he noticed a wet
spot on his pants from precum.  He snuck into the men's room and did his
best to dry the spot.  Throughout the rest of the day Ken struggled with
controlling his erotic thoughts and daydreams.  It was an impossible task
and he was constantly trying to dry his pants.  Finally at the end of the
workday, with little accomplished, he slipped away and into his car.  He
could hardly wait to tell Miss Karena about his day.

   Karena logged on at 7:30 pm and an email from Ken was already waiting
for her.  She chuckled at his eagerness.  An hour and a half before the
deadline.  He must be really horny and desperate she thought.  He was very
detailed in his descriptions.  Karena's pussy quivered as she read about
how he was a horny dog all day and could not stop thinking about pleasing
and obeying her.  She was pleased at his obedience and she could tell that
he was becoming very submissive to her.  The last few lines of the e-mail
were nothing but him thanking her and begging to be allowed to cum.  She
also chuckled to herself at his desperateness.  She was amused at the wet
spot on his pants.  With that in mind, she typed up his assignment for the
next day and put it in her tickler file to send at 5:30 am.

   At 5:30 the next morning, while Karena was sound asleep, Ken received
her e-mail.  His cock was hard and throbbing and dripping from cum from his
morning masturbation routine that Miss Karena ordered him to do.  He was
praying that he would be allowed to cum.  Her e-mail read:

   "Poor little girl, did you wet your panties?  Does mommy need to spank
you for not controlling yourself?  <LOL>."

   Ken's cock twitched at how she spoke to him like a little girl.  He
continued to read.

   "You are quite a horny baby girl aren't you?  Is that all you can think
about is cumming?  After sitting in your cum all day aren't you sick of it?
You really are a dirty boy.  Only a pathetic man would do something so
disgusting.  You must really love cum.  Yes, you're my little cum boy.  I
will let you cum later today.  First I want you to get dressed for work. 
Since you are having a little problem with wetting your pants, I want you
to get some saran wrap and cut out a square - 2" on each side.  That should
be enough to cover your little cock head and cum hole.  You get the idea.
Use a pink ribbon to hold the saran wrap on.  Tie it in a pretty bow for
Mistress Karena.  This should keep that nasty precum from seeping out. . 
If you have to remove the saran wrap to pee, then I want you to lick it
clean.  Get all that cum off before you put it back on.

   After lunch today you may cum.  I want you to do it in your office cum
boy.  That's right slut.  I want you to stand in your office in your pretty
teenage panties and wank away.  When you are ready to cum, catch it in your
hand so that you can eat it all up.  We don't want your co-workers
discovering your dirty little secret so make sure you lick up any cum that
spills.  Let me know how it tastes cum boy...  and you better tell me that
you loved it!  Don't bother wasting my time by replying to this email now.
I'll await your e-mail tonight."

   Ken was frustrated that he could not cum right away.  He was certain
that Miss Karena was going to let him cum in the morning.  Now he had to
wait until the afternoon.  He wasn't even sure if he could go through with
the task of doing it in his office.  He just had to wait and see.

   The Saran Wrap was a great idea.  Ken went to the kitchen and cut out a
small square just as he was instructed.  Luckily he had some pink ribbon
left over from gifts that he had wrapped earlier in the year.  With a
swollen cock, the square of saran wrap covered just the head of his cock.
Ken tied the pink ribbon below his cock head, securing the saran wrap in
place.  He tied it in a cute bow as instructed.  Ken looked down at his
cock and thought it looked silly.  The pink bow made him feel a little more
feminine and added to his aroused state.

   At work it became increasingly harder for Ken to concentrate on his
duties.  All he could think about was his mistress and the perverted things
she was making him do.  Ken couldn't believe how far he was letting this
game go.  He was a normal guy with a successful career and a normal life. A
few months ago he would never have guessed that he would have a pink bow
tied around his cock and would be wearing panties, especially little girl
panties.  The thought of eating cum would have never even crossed his mind.
Yet, here he was in panties and a bow and his cock was hard all morning. 
At least the Saran Wrap had stopped the precum from seeping through to his
pants, or "wetting his panties" as Miss Karena called it.

   About mid morning Ken had to pee.  He spent five minutes behind his
desk, willing his hard-on to go away.  Finally when it shrunk to an
acceptable size, Ken made his way to the bathroom.  Thankfully no one was
using the restroom.  He went into s stall so that no one would see him. 
Ken unzipped his pants and his cock popped out and instantly grew hard. 
The panties were so small they barely covered his balls and the base of his
hard cock.  The Saran Wrap was drenched in precum and easily slid off the
tip of his cock.  Ken held the moist plastic to his mouth and licked away
like a kid licking the chocolate off a candy wrapper.  He felt a little
ashamed thinking about what he was doing, but he could not stop himself
from obeying Mistress Karena's orders.

   Peeing with a hard-on is no easy task.  Ken spent the next 5 minutes
trying to get his cock to shrink.  He thought about sports and some of his
favorite songs.  A stream of gooey liquid escaped the tip of his cock and
dripped into the toilet as it shrunk.  Finally he was able to pee.  He
replaced the plastic wrap over his cock head and retied the pink bow. 
Tying the pink bow reminded him of his mistress and how she referred to him
as her little girl.  By the time Ken pulled his panties up, his cock was
hard again.  Ken didn't realize the sexual teasing he would endure just
from going to the bathroom.  He wished he could make himself cum right
there and end the torture.  Instead he tried to get his mind off all sexual
thoughts in order to alleviate his hard-on.  Eventually he calmed down and
made his way back to his office.  Ken could not believe that it had been a
half hour since he first left to go pee.  He couldn't wait to jerk off and
cum in his office in the afternoon.

   To prevent an embarrassing situation from "popping" up, Ken avoided
people as much as possible.  He ate his lunch in his office with the door
shut, so as not to be disturbed.  Ken's balls were swollen and ready to
burst.  He could not wait much longer to cum so he wolfed down his food. 
When the last crumb was in his mouth he checked the door to ensure it was
locked and lowered the shades in his office.  His chest was thumping hard
at the excitement and fear of being caught.  He quickly lowered his pants,
slid his panties down to his thighs, and removed the plastic from his cock
head.  The Saran Wrap had sealed in his precum, leaving his cock head
lubricated.  Ken used his fingers to massage the wetness into his cock. 
Each stroke of his hand caused more precum to leak out.  I no time at all
Ken's cock was well oiled.  Heavy breathing and sticky squishing sounds
filled his office.  When Ken felt the surge of orgasm rising from his
balls, he cupped his hand in front of his cock.  The moment of triumph
finally came.  The first squirt was powerful and shot over Ken's hand and
formed a long white streak across the table in his office.  Ken reacted
quickly and caught the rest of the warm spurts in his hand.  The cum was
very liquid and it dripped through his fingers, coating his hand and
falling onto the carpet.  He quickly brought his hand up to his mouth and
slurped down the cum as fast as he could.  Like a good slut he licked his
fingers clean of his creamy goo.  He was glad the he finally had release.

   Ken had slurped the cum down so fast that he did not pay much attention
to the taste.  Miss Karena's e-mail was specific about ordering him to
describe the taste.  Ken suddenly realized how clever Miss Karena was.  It
was humiliating enough to eat his own cum, but to have to describe its
taste added so much more to the humiliation.  Cum was not part of his
normal diet, so he was not sure how to describe it.  He noticed the glob of
cum that splattered on his table.  He bent down and licked it up with his
tongue.  He swished the goo around in his mouth like a wine connoisseur,
savoring the taste.  Ken wrote down on a piece of paper, "Creamy and a bit
salty.  Not too bad."

   Karena logged on at 9:30 and read Ken's recap of the day.  It was very
long and detailed.  She could tell that Ken was following her orders
perfectly because of the detailed descriptions of his actions and his
emotions.  It gave her a sexual rush to know the power she had over Ken. 
She played with her nipples and rubbed her pussy as she read about his
sexual frustration.

   Karena had started toying with Ken just for fun.  She was an avid reader
and writer of bondage and domination stories, but she never practiced it in
real life.  However, she was discovering that the more she toyed and teased
Ken, the more it turned her on.  His humiliation and submissiveness were
stirring up dark desires within her.  She could tell that he was struggling
with the whole feminization idea.  He was obedient but she sensed that he
was confused at his emotions.  Karena had read a lot about female
superiority and the dominance of men.  She knew that his emotions were
typical for a man.  She knew that ultimately men desired to serve women and
be like women.  It was these thoughts and emotions that fueled dominant and
perverse desires in Karena.  She wanted more from Ken.  She had to take
full control of his mind and body.  Karena typed up the next assignment

   "Did you stroke your cock today?  Are you wearing your collar and
panties in the morning?  You have been such a good little cum slut. 
Cumming in your office and eating it....how naughty and nasty!  What would
your co-workers think if they knew about this?  I can tell you love the
taste.  If you're good, I let you have more.

   It pleases me to know that you follow my orders and think about me all
day.  Sounds like you have a little problem keeping that cockypoo down. 
Don't worry slut, since you've been such a good girl, I'm going to help
you. Today I want you to put your panties on and tuck that little cock down
between your legs.  Stuff a sock or handkerchief down there to keep it in
place.  Make it so there is no bulge in your pants.  No standing when you
pee.  I want you sitting down like a little girl, got it!  Don't forget to
put on your saran wrap and pretty ribbon so that you don't wet your
panties.

   Your assignment for today is to go buy a dildo in the shape of a cock.
It better look and feel real.  Describe it to me and e-mail me a copy of
the receipt as proof.  No cumming today.  You need to control those nasty
urges."

   It was 5:30 am and Ken had just finished his masturbation routine.  He
was now stroking his cock and reading Miss Karena's e-mail.  He was happy
that Miss Karena was pleased with his obedience.  His cock twitched knowing
that he was being her good little girl.  When he read her orders about
putting his cock between his legs and sitting down when he peed, his cock
seemed to throb harder.  He couldn't believe that she really wanted him to
act more like a girl.  His masculinity screamed 'No!' but his mind was
already beyond normalcy.  She had an influence over him that was hard to
understand.  Her assignments were so perverse and humiliating, yet so
exciting to Ken.

   Ken's excitement was hard to contain as he got ready for work.  He took
an extra cold shower in order to make his cock shrink so that he could push
it between his legs.  Ken imagined that it was quite a humorous sight to
see him with a bow tied around his shrunken cock, struggling to pull up
tiny pink cotton panties over his thick muscular thighs.  When he finally
pulled them up, he pushed his cock down between his legs.  The gusset of
the panties was so narrow and tiny that his cock poked out the bottom.  Ken
struggled with the panties for a few minutes until he finally managed to
get his cock folded back and balanced perfectly on the narrow cotton strip.
Then he pushed a balled up handkerchief down the front of his panties so
that his cock would stay in place.  He pulled up his pants and stared at
his crotch.  There was no bulge to be seen.

   Ken was impressed at the cleverness of Mistress Karena's idea.  Not only
did it hide his bulge, but also it prevented him from getting an erection.
It was actually quite a torture for Ken.  When he started to walk the sides
of his thighs brushed against his cock, creating a warm stimulating
feeling. Ken's cock started to swell and grow.  His bent cock was like a
kinked hose.  It strained against the tight panties but could not grow.  It
was painful and prevented Ken from getting a hard-on.

   Although it was uncomfortable for Ken, he was able to be more productive
at work.  Whenever erotic thoughts would enter his mind his cock would
start to swell and push against the tight panties.  With no room to grow,
it would become painful for Ken and he would instantly forget about his
erotic thoughts and his cock would shrink again.  Without an erection he
was able to concentrate more on his work.

   Trips to the bathroom were still a major event.  He would enter a stall
and pull down his pants.  The instant he pulled his panties down his cock
would pop out grow into a full erection.  It was as if he had no control
over his cock.  He would remove the pink ribbon and plastic wrap from the
tip of his cock and then spend a few minutes trying to calm himself down so
he could sit down a pee.  Ken was surprised that even without obtaining
full erection, precum found its way onto the saran wrap.  As if Miss Karena
were standing over him and watching him, he would obediently sit there a
lick the plastic wrap clean while he sat and peed.  The thought of him
peeing like a girl in front of his Mistress would excite him and his cock
would start to grow again.  By the time his was done peeing his cock would
be hard and pressing against the cold porcelain on the front of the toilet.
It would take Ken another 10 minutes of concentration and struggling to get
his cock pushed between his legs, complete with the Saran Warp and pink
ribbon.

   On one of his pee trips, Ken's boss sat in the stall next to him. 
Although it was a not out of the ordinary for this to happen, Ken became
very nervous and paranoid about being discovered.  He sat there as quiet as
could be for about 15 minutes until his boss finished his business and
left. Events like this resulted in Ken spending 2 - 3 hours of his workday
in the bathroom.  He hoped nobody at work would notice and question him
about it.

   The workday finally passed without any embarrassing incidents.  Ken
couldn't wait to get home and set his cock free.  On his way home he
stopped at a risqué lingerie & novelty shop to complete his assignment. 
The lingerie store was on his route home and he knew that it carried a
selection of adult toys.  He found the shopping experience to be a bit
embarrassing and humiliating.  He described it in his e-mail to Mistress
Karena that night.

   "Hello Mistress Karena.  As instructed I purchased a dildo that looks
and feels like a real cock.  I could feel my face blush with embarrassment
as I looked over the assortment of dildos.  I was very paranoid that the
workers and customers were staring at me and laughing at a guy shopping for
a dildo.  I did find one that I am sure you will be pleased with.  I can't
believe how realistic it looks.  It is flesh colored and has a realistic
head, shaft, and balls.  It is flexible and feels soft but firm.  It even
vibrates.

   I almost purchased some other items to try and lessen the embarrassment
of walking up to the counter with a rubber penis in my hand, but then I
thought you might be upset if I did that.  I purchased just the dildo.  I'm
sure the cashier got a good laugh from me.  I know I was red with
embarrassment.  I could feel perspiration on my forehead from being so
nervous.  The funny thing is that <blushing> my cock was trying to swell
and grow during the whole shopping experience.  I do not understand this
Miss Karena.  I am not gay but I became so aroused from picking out a
realistic penis.  I guess doing something so humiliating for you is what
excited me.  Thankfully my cock could not grow hard because of the way it
was held between my legs.  I've attached a copy of my receipt to this
e-mail as proof of my purchase."

   Ken re-read his email and then added a few paragraphs describing his
workday.  He thanked Karena for her idea of putting his cock between his
legs.  Ken described how he initially had a hard time getting his cock to
stay between his legs and that it popped out a few times during the day. 
He told her that despite the uncomfort, he was more productive with his
cock between his legs.  He even admitted feeling very feminine without a
bulge in his pants and from having to sit down and pee.  Finally he ended
the e-mail by describing how horny he was and begging for release. 
Satisfied with his e-mail, Ken scanned in a copy of his receipt, attached
it to the message, and hit 'send.'

   Karena was online when Ken sent the message.  It was Wednesday night and
she felt like having a little fun with her slut boy.  She opened the e-mail
and saw that it was a very long detailed accounting of his day.  Karena
wanted to make sure Ken stayed online so she typed a short message.

   "Hello princess.  Quite a long message there.  I'll need a few minutes
to read it.  I want to play so don't go away.  Start stroking that cock
until you hear back from me.  No cumming."

   Ken was elated to get such a quick response and he was even more excited
to know that she wanted to play.  He replied to let her know that he was
there.  "Okay Mistress.  I'm already stroking my cock and will continue to
stroke it until I hear from you.  I am wearing blue cotton panties, size
15. They are sparkly and covered with Teddy's Bears."

   Karena chuckled at his response.  She couldn't believe that a grown man
was so aroused by wearing sparkly pre-teen panties for her.  Before Karena
read the e-mail she opened the attachment to view the receipt.  She knew he
would follow her orders.  The real reason to she wanted the receipt was to
identify the store location and the clerk# that rung up the order.  Karena
thought it would be fun to humiliate Ken by making him repeatedly go back
to the store and buy perverted things from the same clerk.  She made note
of the clerk# to compare against future receipts.  Next she checked the
store location.  Karena felt like she hit the lottery when she discovered
the address of the store was in Atlanta, Georgia.  She only lived an hour
away.  The wheels in her mind started spinning wildly at the opportunities
this presented.  This was only supposed to be an online relationship but
she was becoming addicted to the domination game and she wanted more.  With
Ken living so close there was no doubt in her mind that she had to take it
to the next level and physically dominate and control Ken.  She knew that
Ken was testing the waters online and would be reluctant to a face-to-face
meeting.  She had to carefully build his trust and pull him into her world.
A plan was already forming in her mind.  Within the next week or two, Ken
would be her little toy to play with and do as she pleased.

   Ken had been stroking his cock for at least 5 minutes with no response
from Karena.  It had been almost 2 full days since he had an orgasm. 
Normally this was not a big deal.  However, with all the masturbating and
perverse things that he was doing, he was extremely horny.  All he could
think about was cumming.  His swollen cock was pulsing and twitching in his
hands.  He felt an orgasm building and so he stopped stroking in order to
calm down.  Then a message came through.

   "Still stroking that cock slut?"

   "Yes mistress.  I did have to stop for a minute to calm down but I am
stroking it now."

   Karena was impressed with his honesty but she remained firm.  "Did I
give you permission to stop?"

   Ken thought he did the right thing.  He was confused.  "No.  but if I
didn't stop then I would have started to cum.  I couldn't help it."

   "Naughty boy.  You need to control that cock if you want to be my little
princess.  Did you like your cock between your legs?  Having that little
girl pussy made you think clearer didn't it?"

   "Yes mistress.  Without a hard-on I was able to get more work done. 
Thank you."

   "Oh princess, that little cock of yours does get in the way of your
thinking doesn't it?  You would be so much more intelligent without a cock.
That's why women are superior to men.  That's why I need to control your
cock.  You are learning little boy.  Isn't it better when it's not hard?"

   Ken's arousal was extremely high from the combination of stroking his
cock and from Karena's increasing dominance over him.  His prolonged
arousal was affecting his thought process and turning his mind into mush.
Ken found himself feeling more inferior to Karena.  He couldn't help but
agree with her.  "Yes I can concentrate better when it is not hard."

   "Then maybe you should keep your girl pussy.  Would you like that
princess?"

   Karena's reference to his cock as girl pussy and her continued reference
to Ken as a princess stirred strange erotic emotions within Ken.  Mentally
he was breaking down into a submissive little girl.  He really liked it,
but it scared him.  His ego didn't want to be pushed over that easily.  He
had to offer a little resistance.  "It is a little uncomfortable.  I'm not
sure if I can do it all the time."

   Karena was not about to let her slave get away.  "What makes it
uncomfortable?"

   "Whenever my cock swells it becomes painful.  Also, my cock doesn't
always stay in place so I have to keep readjusting myself."

   "You just need to control those perverted thoughts?  You'll get used to
it.  Would you like big girl panties to make it more comfortable?  Ask
mommy nicely."

   Ken was surprised and excited at how Karena did not back down.  She
seemed to attack at his ego even more by making him feel like a little girl
that had to ask mommy for permission.  He fell into a deeper submissive and
erotic state.  All he wanted to do was please mommy.  This role-playing
seemed taboo and perverse.  Ken's cock was ready to explode.  "Big girl
panties would be nice.  Please mommy may I have big girl panties.  I'll be
a good girl."

   "Will you keep that little girl pussy for mommy?"

   "Yes mommy I will."

   "Maybe this weekend we'll get you into big girl panties.  For now I want
you to keep wearing those little girl panties for Mommy.  Maybe you should
get some lipstick and nail polish?  That might make you feel like a big
girl don't you think?"

   Ken was being feminized by the minute.  In a normal state of mind this
would seem silly to him, but he was in a strange erotic zone.  He wanted to
please his mistress.  He wanted to please mommy.  So far everything he did
was private between him and his mistress.  He was getting nervous about
having to wear lipstick and nail polish.  "I will wear them for you mommy
but please don't make me wear them in public.  I don't think I can do
that." Ken couldn't believe he was pleading like a little girl.

   "I understand sweetie.  Mommy knows what's best for you.  Put the
lipstick on in the morning.  A bright pink and glossy color should make
your lips look real pretty, don't you think sweetie?  When you arrive at
work you can wipe your lips clean.  Not until you get into the parking lot,
understand?"

   "I understand mommy.  Thank you.  I'm still a little nervous but I will
do it.  Pink and glossy should look very pretty."

   "I'm sure you will be fine princess.  As for the nail polish, you must
wear it all day.  You can buy clear polish so it won't be as obvious.  This
should make you nice and pretty without giving away your secret.  Buy it
tonight so you can wear it tomorrow, got it?  Is your little pee-pee hard?"
Karena had purposely referred to his cock as a pee-pee to further reduce is
ego and bring out his submissiveness.

   "I will buy it tonight mommy.  My pee-pee is very hard.  I am still
stroking it.  I really want to cum.  Please may I cum?"

   Karena was pleased at how Ken naturally conformed to her vocabulary.  It
was more confirmation of her superior image to him.  "Not yet sweetie.  You
better stop touching it so you can calm down a bit.  I see from your e-mail
to me, that you spend a lot of time in the bathroom at work.  Not very
productive is it?"

   "I can't help it.  I am so horny.  It takes a long time for me to calm
down so I can sit and pee.  It also takes me awhile to get my pee-pee back
in position.  I wish there was a better way."

   Karena knew what he was talking about, but she wanted him to elaborate.
She had a devious plan in the back of her mind.  She just had to set the
trap.  "A better way for what?"

   "ummmm...  I guess a way that I could control my cock from growing hard.
It takes so long for me to calm down when I pee.  Also, sometimes it pops
out of my panties during the day and it takes awhile for me to get it back
in."

   "Hmmm.  So you are saying that you need something to better control your
pee-pee, is that right?"

   "Yes."

   "And you want this because you can be more productive at work without
erections?"

   "Yes.  "

   Ken was falling right into her trap.  "I'm glad you see what a nuisance
your pee-pee is.  Mommy knows best.  Would you like a special gift from
mommy to help you?"

   "Yes, mommy!  What is it?"

   "It's a surprise darling.  Send me your address and I will mail it to
you."

   Ken became concerned when her read her email.  Corresponding online was
easy because it was anonymous.  He was starting to trust Karena, but the
truth was that he did not know her that well and so he was paranoid about
giving out his address.  Ken contemplated what could happen if he gave her
his address.  It could end up as a fatal attraction, he thought.  He really
wanted to please her and he was so horny that he almost gave.  He managed
to muster up a little self-control and not give out his address.  He tried
to be as honest as possible.  "I want to please you soo bad.  And I'm dying
to see your surprise for me but I'm not sure that I can give out my
address. I would prefer to remain somewhat anonymous.  Is that O.K. 
mistress?"

   Karena was a quick thinker and very creative.  She was ready for this
response.  She continued to spin her web of dominance and manipulation. 
"Don't you trust me sweetie?  Haven't I taken care of you so far?"

   "Yes, I trust you and you have been so great to me so far.  I'm just a
little nervous about giving that information.  I'm not ready."

   "That's okay princess.  I respect that.  In time you will be ready. 
Mommy knows best so here is what I want you to do.  Go to any post office
and register for a P.O.  Box.  This will keep your address confidential to
me.  E-mail me the address as soon as you have it.  Can you handle that
honey?"

   Ken was again impressed at her creativeness and thoughtfulness.  He
decided that he could get a PO Box at the post office near his work, which
was in a different town from which he lived.  With that roadblock out of
the way, suddenly the idea of receiving something from his mistress seemed
so exciting.  The possibilities of what could happen were endless.  Ken
really wanted to cum now.  "Great idea mommy.  I can handle that.  I can't
wait to get my surprise.  Can I please cum now?  My balls are aching from
all the excitement?"

   "Not yet honey.  Hold on just a little longer.  Let's talk about your
shopping experience today.  It was very naughty buying a dildo wasn't it?"

   "Yes.  It was more humiliating than buying the panties."

   "I would think that a slut like you would be used to shopping in those
types of places.  You are a slut aren't you?"

   "Mistress, I am a slut, but I've never shopped at those places before. I
guess I never got up the nerve to do it."

   "Well it's a good thing you met me.  Sluts like you really need those
types of stores.  Don't worry; you'll get to know that store very well. 
You said your pee-pee was trying to get hard when you were buying the
dildo. Why do you think that happened?"

   "I don't know.  I'm not gay but I'm so horny.  It's a little confusing
for me to understand why I was aroused."

   "Your not gay but your are my little girl aren't you?"

   "Yes I am your princess."

   "...and girls like cocks don't they?"

   "Uh...<gulp> I guess....yes girls like cock."

   "Then that explains it princess.  Now you know why your girl pussy was
getting excited."

   Karena's words were confusing Ken.  She was manipulating his thought
process.  By referring to his cock as a girl pussy it didn't seem so wrong
to Ken that he got excited.  He justified in his mind that he was playing
the part of a little girl, and the he had a girl pussy and that made it
alright for him to get excited.  "Yes.  I guess your right.  My girl pussy
was excited about buying a cock."

   "Well there's nothing wrong with that.  You've been a good girl today.
We'll play with that toy cock another time.  Are you ready to cum for
mommy?"

   "Yes mommy!  Please, my balls are aching!"

   "Poor baby girl...  your little balls and pee pee are sore.  I bet
rubbing them will make it all better.  You can cum BUT only after you put
on your lipstick and nail polish, got it?"

   Ken was sexually frustrated.  That meant he had to get dressed and go to
the store.  He wasn't sure if he could wait that long.  "Please let me cum
now mommy!  I don't think I can wait that long."

   "Do as your told or you will be punished.  When you cum, make sure you
eat it and lick it all up.  Bye princess."

   Ken wanted to obey his princess so he quickly got dressed and headed to
the store.  It was late so he drove to a drug store that was open 24 hours
a day.  He found the cosmetic aisle and quickly picked out a pink glossy
lipstick and clear nail polish.  He thought it would seem strange to the
cashier that a guy would be buying just cosmetics so late at night, so he
added a few other items to his order to make is non conspicuous.

   At home Ken stripped down to his panties and let his hard cock stick
out. First he applied the clear polish to his nails using the small
nailbrush.  He couldn't help but feel very girlish from applying the polish
and this excited Ken.  When he was finished he held up his hands to admire
the clean shiny look of his nails.  He was impressed at how nice his nails
look.  Next he moved infront of his bedroom mirror and carefully applied
the glossy pink lipstick to his lips.  His cock swelled and throbbed in his
panties as he stared back at his image and saw wet glossy lips.  He could
not wait to cum.  Ken stood and masturbated with his girl panties, pretty
nails, and pink glossy lips.  He was horny and felt so perverse and kinky.
His cock swelled and exploded.  Ken was quick to catch the cum with his
hands and slurp it up.  He was glad to finally get release, but ashamed at
what he had done.  A few months ago, the thought of dressing like a girl
never crossed his mind.  Now he was becoming obsessed with it.  He loved
being Karena's princess and cum slut.  All he cared about was pleasing her.
He felt shame for what he had just done, but he knew he would do it again
and enjoy it more and more.  He knew that his life was starting to change.

   In the morning, Ken woke up and repeated his masturbation routine.  As
usual he was ready to cum by 5:30 am, but he calmed himself down instead.
He reapplied his lipstick and logged on to his computer.  Ken checked his
e-mail and found a brief note from Karena.

   "Good morning princess.  I bet you look so feminine and pretty in your
lipstick and nail polish.  Don't forget to leave the lipstick on until you
arrive at work.  Have a great day."

   Ken was glad it was a short message.  He logged off and started dressing
for work.  He covered he tip of his cock with the saran wrap and pink bow.
Then he pulled on a pair size 12 purple panties and pushed his cock back
between his legs.  Ken noted that with all the new things he had to do it
was taking longer to get ready for work.  He was starting to understand why
it takes a while for women to get dressed.  This sudden insight chipped
away at Ken's boyhood and made him feel a step closer to women.  He
couldn't help but feel a little more girlish in his mind.

   On the way to work, Ken was very paranoid about wearing the lipstick. 
He only had to wear it for the car ride but he wondered whether other
drivers would notice the lipstick.  He was very conscious about this and he
felt as if his lips were glowing in bright neon pink.  His heart was
beating fast when he pulled into his company's parking lot.  He prayed
nobody would see into his car and notice his lips.  When he parked he
quickly wiped the lipstick off his lips.  Carefully he inspected his lips
in the rearview mirror to ensure there was no trace of pink left behind. 
When he was satisfied he headed into work.

   Once again Ken spent the day avoiding people so that he would not be
caught in an embarrassing situation.  He kept his hands out of sight as
much as possible in hopes that nobody would notice his nail polish.  At
noon time he went to the local post office and opened up a P.O.  Box.  To
the post office clerk, it was probably a routine transaction.  However, to
Ken's surprise his cock started swelling when he was at the counter.  The
thought of receiving a special gift from his mistress was exciting. 
Receiving a tangible item from his mistress would bring a new dimension of
reality to his situation.  These thoughts invaded his mind and he had no
control over his cock.  It just swelled and pressed against his pre-teen
panties.  Ken couldn't believe how a normal everyday activity of going into
a post office could turn into a sexually arousing event.  Karena really did
have control over his cock.

   Ken made it through the day without incident.  He returned to his car,
reapplied his lipstick and drove home.  At home he immediately logged on
and e-mailed the PO Box address to Karena.  It was Friday night and Ken was
exhausted.  He spent a quiet evening at home and went to bed early.