From gloria6@super.zippo.com Tue Mar 11 01:39:12 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!europa.clark.net!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!su-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!super.zippo.com!zdc!szdc!szdc-e!news From: gloria6@super.zippo.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Bondage Sweater Girl Story/March Fantasy Story Contest Date: Tue, 11 Mar 1997 06:39:12 GMT Organization: Oooh....... Lines: 292 Message-ID: <3324fdf9.84536211@snews2.zippo.com> Reply-To: gloria6@super.zippo.com X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.1/32.230 ===================================================================== BONDAGE SLAVE The affect that wool had I was kidnapped, and, to my astonishment, put up for sale in a slave market in rural England. Naked, except for a short skirt, my hands were cuffed to a slave collar round my neck. I had to suffer the humiliation of being examined by a succession of prospective purchasers, many of them well built, powerful women, all keen to buy a handsome young slave. Each of the women stroked different materials down and around my body. One woman took an interest in the effect that wool had on me. It was quite clear from their close examination of my body that they were after a play slave. By the time of the auction I was terrified. In the event I was purchased by a tall and beautiful lady. With her she had a tall assistant in her late twenties. The assistant had long dark hair fastened into a bun on her head and wearing a tight fitting basque with black nylon tights. From her waist hung a large rubber dildo and a small aerosol can. After the auction the assistant attached a dog-leash to my collar and, ordering me not to say a word, lead me out to the car park, where there stood a huge Mercedes attached to a small horse box. She dragged me into the horse box, without saying a word, and tethered me to a ring in the roof. I did not realize what was happening to me. The girl went out and bolted the door. Soon after, we set off, and I found it difficult to keep my balance on the long journey. After what seemed like two hours we stopped, the horse box was opened and the young lady lead me out into what is clearly the yard of some riding stables. The lady disappeared into the large flour grain fodder mill without looking at me, and the assistant lead me on the rein to follow. While leading me into the house she stated "From this moment on you are absolutely forbidden to speak - ever, unless you are spoken to. You are now a slave, and slaves in this house are mercilessly punished if they ever speak out of place. You may only answer politely and precisely. Do you understand, slave?" I nodded my head vigorously, hardly believing my ears. "Secondly, I am Mistress Gloria, and I am head assistant to Miss Tina, the supreme Mistress, who owns this flour grain fodder mill and all the slaves in it. I will also be in charge of your training. You will obey my every order and that of any other mistress without hesitation." Forced me to kneel After entering the house, Mistress Gloria lead me into a large study. Seated was my new owner, wearing lace patterned nylon tights and a bold jaquard three-quarter sleeved knitted dress in bright colours. Beside her is another assistant, also wearing a black basque and tights. My hands were released from the collar. The two assistants took hold of my hair and arms and forced me to kneel on the floor with my arms held behind my back in a double arm-lock. Miss Tina then asked me a series of questions about why I thought I had been chosen, following which she told me what she was going to do with me. She explained that from this moment on I would no longer be referred to as male and would be deprived of my masculinity. She would have me trained as a shemale maid and be taught how to please and satisfy a master or mistress and look after their every need. Miss Tina then explained that the aerosol on the assistants belt was for tranquilizing me if I caused trouble. The dildo would be strapped in my mouth and my hands tied up behind my back to this. After demonstrating this on me, Mistress Gloria was instructed to start my re-training as a shemale. Mistress Gloria escorted me to the first instruction room and on entering the room I notice it to be fully carpeted and had one wall completely covered in mirrors. To one side is a dressing table with a large mirror behind it. Opposite this, beside the door is a range of wardrobes and cupboards. A high backed chair in front of the dressing table is firmly bolted to the floor. This had various rings attached to it. Suspended from the ceiling was a trapeze bar with loops at each end. My Mistress then unfastened me and took away the mini-skirt I had on. I was taken to a bathroom where I was given a very hot bath, being scrubbed hard to sensitize my skin. The bath water was scented to let my skin absorb the fragrance. Mistress Gloria took every opportunity to excite me by touching my sensitive areas. During the operation I was covered in shaving cream and all traces of body hair was removed. When I was dried, a depilatory lotion was smoothed all over my arms, body and legs to remove any final traces of hair. Once this had been washed off I was powdered with a highly scented talc. My hair was dried and then pinned firmly up onto my head and sealed into a net. Gave me a bust Mistress then took me back to the training room. From one of the cupboards she produced a tight fitting pantie- corsellette. She compelled me to put it on, and by doing so I found it to be so padded to give me a bust and a large bottom. The pantie-corsellette had the crotch locked to prevent me from interfering with myself and padding in the front prevented me from fondling myself through it. Stitched into this padding was a small flat package. I was then given a pair of thick lacy patterned, knitted, woolly tights for me to put on. The seams of which had to be straight up the back of my legs. After donning the woolly tights I was asked to sit in the chair in front of the dressing table. Straps were fastened tightly onto me to hold my ankles, knees and arms in place, while a deep collar held my neck and head still. The collar was fastened to the chair back and prevented any head movement. The wrist straps were broader than expected and held my fingers apart and flat on the chair arm. Mistress Gloria then draped a large soft cape over my head and tied it snugly round my neck. This prevented her from spilling anything onto my newfound underwear. I was now completely helpless and at her mercy. Mistress took a large tray out of the dressing table which contained many cosmetics and said, "As you are severely restrained, you cannot prevent me from doing anything I wish with you. However you are very lucky and I am going to make you into a beautiful shemale." She opened one of the drawers to reveal an electrical control unit and touched one of the switches. A few seconds later the package sewn into the crotch of my corsellette started vibrating. Even though I was severely restrained, this became a pleasurable sensation and I started to gain an erection in the confines of my pantie- corsellette. She massaged a conditioning cream into my face. The action of her gentle but firm fingers further exited me. While the cream soaked into my skin she forced a very large rubber penis into my mouth and attached it to the chair back. Mistress Gloria then used on me the first of many gadgets that would help her in my training that would teach me to be an obedient and skilled shemale. A wire from the root of the gag was plugged into the control unit, and at the flick of a switch the head of the penis started gently thrusting in and out of my mouth. You will look pretty The conditioner took about half an hour, and over this time the thrusting of the gag grew longer and faster until it hesitated and squirted a sweet sticky liquid into the back of my mouth. My mistress was pleased by the way I sucked and swallowed so I managed to escape severe punishment this time. Mistress told me that this would help me to service a male master. The penis was removed from my mouth and Mistress started making-up my face by smoothing on foundation, followed by a good covering of translucent powder. The excess of which was gently brushed off. Blusher was applied to each cheek and paying particular attention to my eyes, she applied eye-liner, shadow an finally building up my lashes with mascara. A deep red lipstick was then skillfully painted on and sealed with lip-gloss to finish. The make-up complete, she fastened a shoulder length dark brown wig on my head. After brushing this out she selected and firmly fastened on a pair of ear-rings. While I was contemplating my new image in the mirror, any objections were stifled by the penis gag again thrusting away in my mouth, my Mistress applied a deep red varnish to my nails. While the varnish dried, she tormented me by talking about my helpless restrained state and my ability to satisfy a large penis. After switching off the vibrator and removing the gag and protective cape, Mistress unstrapped me from the chair and stated, "As it was found at the auction that you like wool next to your skin, hence making you wear the woollen tights, we are going to select a woolly dress or sweater and skirt for you to wear." My Mistress first commanded me to try on a long clinging chunky knitted skirt which reached down to my calves. To go with this she gave me a matching deep polo neck sweater that had long sleeves with puffed up shoulders. I then had to parade up and down in front of the wall of mirrors to "see if the outfit suits you and to get you used to seeing yourself dressed as a woman," she said. Mistress was not quite happy with this and ordered me to remove them while she sorted out a more suitable alternative. Finally she selected an appropriate garment and helped me put it on. It was a fully fashioned, long sleeved, cowl neck, mini sweater dress, knitted in a very heavy wool. "As you have very feminine legs, the mini will show them off to all and sundry," she commented. This combination of woolen sweater dress and tights on a sensitive skin was pleasurable but frustrated me as I couldn't relieve myself. Further spells of having the crotch vibrator activated added to this intense feeling. A pair of very high heeled ankle boots were then laced onto my feet. After the application of more jewelry, beads and bangles, a belt, well tightened was locked around my waist. This prevented me from removing the garments if I had escaped during my training. For the next hour or two I was taught how to walk in a feminine way, with one foot placed in front of the other to make the hips twist, and how to sit properly after brushing the back of my dress underneath me. Finally I was shown how to keep my wig in style and to repair my make-up during the day. Once my Mistress was satisfied that I would pass as a woman, she escorted me to Miss Tina for approval. She was so pleased that she allowed the rest of the day off from training. The only drawback was that I was to stay dressed as I was and be sent into the local town for some exposure. I retired with my Mistress to get ready. Mistress Gloria put on a trench coat over a blouse and skirt. She then gave me a short black bat-wing sleeved coat and helped me into it, fastening the studs on each shoulder. She placed a cream wool beret on my head and gave me a matching pair of wool gloves, telling me to put them on. Going Walking The long drive from the centre gave me a chance to practice my walking. Mistress Gloria constantly correcting my walking posture and attitude. When we reached the centre of the town I was unsure of people looking at me but Mistress prevented me from embarrassing myself. When in clothing shops she selected various garments and held them up against me to see if they suited. In the shoe shops I was required to try on various shoes. I think back to what Miss Tina said. "Generally you will be required to co-operate with your Mistress to get you used to wearing women's clothing and appearing feminine. This is to help you when you advance to more serious training on being a shemale maid. Any disobedience will be severely paid for at a subsequent punishment session." On returning to the fodder mill I was taken to a prettily decorated room with a bed in the centre. My belt was unlocked and I was told to strip down to my pantie- corsellette. From a drawer Mistress gave me a brightly coloured leotard which I was to wear. For the next half hour she instructed me to carry out may exercises to firm the bust, thighs, hips and other exercises to trim the female figure. On completion I was completely stripped and fitted with a restrainer that pulled my penis back between my legs. This also has a suspicious bulge sewn into it. I was then zipped into an extremely fluffy, heavily knitted all-in-one which had both the hands and feet formed in it, together with a complete hood which had no holes in it. Thus I was completely covered from head to toe with wool. I felt straps being fastened around my wrists, ankles and thighs. After being made to lie on the bed face down, a small strap was locked to each thigh strap, taken through loops on each ankle and then locked to my wrist cuffs. I was now bonded in the 'hog-tie' position. With my hands and feet tied in this way it was impossible to un-zip myself from this woolly prison. Mistress switched off the light and left me for the night to contemplate what I had got myself into. ===================================================================== The above story was entered into the March Fantasy Story Contest. 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