Message-ID: <5645eli$9711151456@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/5645.txt> From: marcblanch@aol.com (MarcBlanch) Subject: Nancy Gets Back Ch 4/8 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19971115125100.HAA28091@ladder01.news.aol.com> Disclaimer: This story contains adult material and themes, non- consensual sex and graphic language. It is intended for adults only. If you are under the age of 18, you should not be reading this story. ___________________________________________________________ Our "hero" is a professional man who has gotten himself in trouble with Nancy and her friend Tina. He angered Nancy, who works as a receptioninst for a stockbroker by ogling and generally acting typically male during a recent visit to his broker. Nancy and Tina got their revenge by tricking him into a compromising position and recording it on film. They intend to continue to humiliate him as a way of teaching him a lesson and altering his behavior towards women. ___________________________________________________________ I got everyone a glass of wine as Tina had ordered. I took a chance and got one for myself as well. I figured I couldn't be in much more trouble than I was already in, and after being fucked from both ends already and swallowing my first loads of another man's cum, I deserved it. Tina didn't say anything when she saw me, and no one else did either. Everybody was relaxing after the opening round of what figured to be a long weekend of more or less nonstop sex, with me as the main attraction. Scott, Nancy and Tina's friend from the gym looked smuggly satisfied with himself after plowing me from both ends already. Tina was looking at me speculatively, which made me nervous. "So," Tina said, "I don't know about you guys, but I could use some dinner." The others agreed, and started discussing where they should eat. I figured this discussion had nothing to do with me, since Tina had discarded my clothes and I was wearing only a garter belt, stockings and high heels. I wasn't really dressed to go out! Unfortunately, I didn't know that this had been planned in advance, and my private humiliation at the hands of my beautiful captors was about to go public. "How about that new bar on Third Street?" suggested Nancy. "They're supposed to have good food and a band. Maybe we can do a little dancing." I thought to myself that I might be able to escape if they left me alone. I could probably find something to wear of Nancy's, at least enough to get me home. "Well shit for brains over there can't go out like that," said Tina. "He needs some suitble dancing duds." She said this with such an evil grin it chilled me right to my naked balls. "Right, let's see what we can find," said Nancy. I put down my glass of wine as she led me back into her bedroom. Nancy opened her closet and I saw a bewildering array of dresses, blouses, skirts, and other feminine attire, none of it obviously suitable for me to wear in public. By this time I was learning to keep my mouth shut since it was clear no matter what I wanted or thought, my views were totally meaningless. "How about a nice slip dress?" Nancy mused to herself. "I think that would be just right for a Friday night out on the town." She extracted a very short blue dress with spagetti straps and a flared skirt. The material was thin and shimmering. I couldn't help thinking that such a dress would look like dynamite on Nancy or Tina. Unfortunately, it looked like this would be my attire for the evening, and I was looking forward to it with dread. "First we need to clean you up. You're a mess. Why don't you grab a shower while I get your things ready." I took off the few things I was wearing and went into Nancy's bathroom. I began to shower and as I was washing off the sweat and dried cum, I heard the door open. I looked out and saw Nancy and Tina come in carrying a razor, shaving cream, some towels and several bottles and tubes I didn't immediately recognize. "Okay, that's good for now, you can finish later," said Tina. "Turn off the water and step out here." I did as instructed and stood dripping on the bath mat in front of my two tormentors. "First we need to get rid of all that extra hair." Luckily, I have fair skin and blond hair with very little body hair. Still, Tina and Nancy set to work spreading shaving cream on my legs from my ankles to my crotch. As they stroked my legs and spread the cream, my dick inevitably began to rise. Nancy spread the soap over my balls and slowly teased my cock without saying anything. Both the women were concentrating on the task at hand and seemed quite serious. Tina began to shave my legs, starting at my right ankle. She swiftly removed the hair from my leg and thigh and continued up to shave my ass. She handed to razor to Nancy who did the same to my left leg. They then lathered up my chest and back and removed what little hair was there. My underarms were next and were quickly denuded. Tina then grabbed by cock and pulled it out straight from my body. I pulled back in fear, not knowing what she intended to do, but she wordlessly held me tight while Nancy quickly removed my pubic hair and the hair on my balls. They both then took towels and rubbed off any remaining soap. Nancy produced a bottle of lotion from among several she had brought in and the two splashed on some bracing astringent like aftershave except this smelled distinctly feminine. I howled at the stinging sensation swept over my entire freshly shaved body. "Shut up you sissy, or I'll give you something to whine about," said Tina. "Okay, you're ready for your clothes." I was led back out to the bedroom where Scott was looking over an assortment of very sexy lingerie arrayed on the bed. Tina began handing me articles which I put on under Nancy's direction. First came a garter belt in the same color as the dress she had selected earlier. This was followed by a matching bra and sheer flesh colored stockings. I attached the stockings to the garters. I was getting entirely too good at this. A pair of filmy French cut panties were next. I pulled up the panties over my garter belt and tucked my raging hard on into them. The stretchy fabric caressed my dick and the high rise wasteband barely cleared the tip which had begun leaking pre-cum. The three of them all grinned at my preparations for my public debut as a sissy whore. Tina filled my bra cups with some wadded up tissues, then Nancy told me to raise my arms and she slipped the dress over my head and down my body. The cool, clingy fabric seemed to tease and caress my newly shaved body. The hem of the skirt ended only scant inches below my crotch. I would have to be very careful or I would be giving everyone lots of peeks at my panty clad ass and crotch. My hard on swelled against the front of my dress. It was pretty obvious I was no girl! Nancy now led me over to a chair where she and Tina began applying makeup. They did my eyes with liner, mascera, and shadow in a shade which complimented the blue dress. Tina supplied some dangly earings and my hair was brushed back and fixed in place with mousse. The three then stepped back and pronounced me ready for prime time. I couldn't believe I was about to be seen in public like this. While clearly not a girl, I looked undeniably feminized. Feminized but not feminine. This was going to be a disaster! "Please don't make me do this," I begged. They all chuckled. "Cheer up, dick head," laughed Tina. "Maybe you'll get lucky and find a nice boyfriend. The last time Nancy wore this dress she had guys fighting over her, didn't you Nancy?" "You might not have to look very far, you look pretty good to me already," said Scott. My face was as red as the head of my prick which refused to soften. I was terrified that I would meet someone that I knew. I couldn't face this. Yet I was obviously excited by the prospect of being publicly displayed as the sexual servent of these three attractive young people. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what was happening to me. As we all headed for the door my knees were shaking, my stomach was churning. Was it fear? Or was it something else? And still, it was only Friday. Continued--- -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /