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On Becoming Gretchen - 8 (tg)
by Amelia Allbyte

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Chapter Eight

In any event, after starting on the second drink, I asked Miss
Irene about the Sisters of Circe.

"The Sisters of Circe," she replied, "is an organization of
free-thinking women, aware of their superiority and dedicated to
the humiliation and abasement of men as payment for the years
they have suffered under masculine domination. They do this
symbolically by capturing a male slave and humiliating him. This
humiliation may be by feminizing them, by infantilizing them, or
by training them to be pets animals. Of course, the women are not
limited to these classifications. They can train their males any
way they wish as long as the subject is constantly aware of his
subjugation to the whims and desires of his mistress."

"In fact," she continued, deviating from the subject a moment, "I
know of a woman who made a bed pot out of her male slave.
However, this is an extreme example and is not generally
practiced."

"The main purpose is not the method. It is the desire, the whim,
and even the fetish of the mistress. It is to continually make
the subject male aware that he is under the control of his
mistress and has no free will of his own, forever!"

"Yeah," I replied, "but this Sisters of Circe sounds like a
pretty big organization to me. How come I've never even heard of
it?"

"That's not surprising. Despite everything that you may have
heard, women can be very close-mouthed when necessary. There are
no living ex-slaves, sane ones anyway, that may talk about our
organization."

"I guess it's all right now to tell you a little about us, since
you won't be able to repeat it to anyone, except possibly other
slaves."

Here is the story she told me. She did put words in the mouths of
some of the women, which may or may not be quite precise, but it
did clear up several points.

* * * * * * * * *

THE SISTERS OF CIRCE

The Sisters of Circe was started about a hundred years ago. It
seems that there was a group of rather wealthy and
independent-minded women who would meet regularly. They would
discuss many topics of the day, but generally the main and
central object of discussion always came back to the subject of
male domination, the treatment of women as property, and most of
all, how to overcome this domination and give women at least
equal rights.

"You must remember that this was in the late eighteen-seventies
and women's rights were not even thought about then. Women were
considered to be the property of their husbands or fathers,"
Irene interrupted herself.

During one of these meetings, one of the younger women burst out,
"I'd like to take one of those men and make him wear a bustle and
girdle and all the other uncomfortable clothing and perform the
menial housework that we women have to put up with."

"Oh, you say that, but you couldn't handle my pet dog, let alone
a big adult independent male," another woman answered
sarcastically.

"I could too! I'm quite athletic. I'm an excellent horsewoman and
tennis player. Besides, my brother has a book on the manly art of
self-defense and I've been sneaking it off and practicing. I
don't want any big, hulking, clumsy oaf. I'd pick one who is
small and delicate, one who would look attractive in women's
clothes."

"And where do you think you would find such a man?" another woman
asked.

"Males of that sort are all about and quite easy to find, if one
wants to look. Why, my father's tailor has an eighteen-year-old
apprentice who would make a lovely-looking girl. He's small and
delicate. I'll bet that master tailor would sell him for little
or nothing, and he's an orphan. No one would ever miss him. I
imagine there must be thousands like him."

The meeting degenerated from "I wish I could--" to "How's the
best way to--" and finally to "If you had one, where would you
keep him?"

Finally, one of the older women spoke up. "Except for me, my
family is all dead. We have a large estate in the country that no
one uses anymore. It's quite isolated. We don't talk about it
much, but father used to catch runaway slaves and hold them there
until their masters would come to get them. It has several rooms
that were used as jail cells. It also has a punishment area,
another way to say torture chamber. Now, if any of you women are
serious about the idea of overpowering, capturing, and training a
male to wear feminine clothing, then you're welcome to use of the
estate."

"All right," one woman jibed at the first speaker, "you now know
where to obtain your 'man'. You are offered a place to train him.
Now, what are you going to do about it?"

Stung by the dare, the woman replied, "I'll do it if someone else
will do it with me."

That created another uproar, and when the dust had settled, no
less than five women had each volunteered to domesticate and
feminize a man of their own choosing.

The women agreed to a few basic rules. No male under eighteen
would be taken. Otherwise, a woman could get a lad of ten or
twelve and train him with little difficulty.

It should be noted that putting boys in dresses for discipline
measures was an accepted procedure in those days. If a woman
could find a male over eighteen who had been through this
discipline, it was her good luck.

The second rule was that the selected make should not have any
close kin or friends who would raise a big stink if he should
suddenly turn up missing.

The third was that a male, once selected, would be trained and
kept for life, or killed, no exceptions. There would be no
opportunity for ex-slaves to disclose any information about the
group.

There was a bit of argument over this rule, but its importance
was accepted. It just meant that the women would be extremely
selective in choosing their subjects.

It should be noted that through the years, only a handful of
males suffered this fate, and these in every case demonstrated
violent criminal tendencies.

Basically, that was it. Find a male over eighteen that suits you,
one with no close family ties and have at it. With only a few
minor exceptions, these rules still apply today.

Well, to get back to the story, those five women found their
subjects. Taking them to this isolated estate, they trained them
with surprisingly little difficulty. Contrary to popular belief,
the women quickly discovered that the difference in physical
strength between the sexes was negligible. The individual with
the most rigorous training and the practicing of what we know
call the martial arts made the difference. All of the women who
first accepted this challenge were quite physical and aggressive.
They had no real difficulty in subjugating and training their
males.

They also found an unexpected bonus in this 'experiment'. Once
the male had been thoroughly dominated and forced to wear women's
clothing, they actually embraced their femininity and adored
their mistresses. They would endure any punishment and discipline
just for the honor of serving them.

Those old-time women had one problem with their feminized males,
though - facial hair. There were no depilatories or even safety
razors then - only straight razors. These razors would shave as
close or even closer than safety razors today - in the hands of
an expert. There were probably many who had light beards or were
able to shave closely every day who had no trouble passing as
women.

However, there were a number of feminized males who could not
shave closely every day. These made full use of veils which were
very common at that time to hide their stubble. This may have
been a significant reason why veils were so popular then.

All in all, these first five women were quite successful in
establishing their dominance over their feminized male slaves.

Like most endeavors, success breeds success, and over the years,
the number of women wanting male slaves burgeoned. No one knows
how many there are today. There may be hundreds, thousands,
perhaps even millions.

The original estate where the first males were taken is no longer
in existence. The women spread out and formed individual groups
in their own town or locality. Each group maintains its own
membership. There is a loose confederation, but by common
consent, each woman keeps her affiliation secret. There are signs
and passwords so that members from different chapters can
recognize each other.

Another gradual change has been the growth in the diversification
of training. At first, the women were only interested in
feminizing their males. However, some of the women became
interested in variations. Now, in addition to our feminized
males, we also have males who have been infantilized, trained to
be pets of one sort or another in all kinds of variations,
limited only by the imagination of the dominant woman.

Although the organization still operates basically the same,
there have been some changes over the years. In the late
nineteen-forties, one of the members, a neurosurgeon, attempted
to develop a procedure whereby males failing to be acceptable
could have their memories of their captivity excised. However,
the procedure resulted only in insanity for the poor subjects.

Despite this one unfortunate failure, we women have developed
several improvements in our procedures. We now have improved
depilatories, female hormones, and breast implants, and even the
birth control pill was developed from original studies done by
members of the Sisters of Circe.

Needless to say, we women adopted all the new techniques in our
training methods and disciplinary measures. However, over the
years we have found that nothing has been quite as effective as
the good old fashioned lap spanking. It combines a measured
infliction of pain and obvious humiliation to the males lucky
enough to be selected by a dominant woman.

We have also developed other procedures affecting the physical
qualities and mental attitudes of the subject males. Most of
these are not yet available to the general public. For instance,
the depilatory with a hair growth inhibitor that you received is
one of our newer developments.

Irene smiled, "There is also a potion that I put in your food the
first night that can cause the mistress to gain control of the
sexual behavior of the subject. It is not fully perfected yet and
only sets up the mind of the subject to be receptive. The
mistress must use commands, discipline, and punishment to fully
imprint it in the mind of the subject. Once established, it
should be permanent. They hope to eventually develop it so that
control will be immediate without the need to use physical
feedback. That is why I can control your genital arousal and
erections."

She also indicated that there were many other developments, some
perfected, others they were still working on. One they almost
have completed is a hormone that will stimulate breast
development and the growth of feminine curves on the male body
without inhibiting the male potency. Retention of male potency is
necessary so that male will always be a male, albeit a dominated,
feminized one. Another is the ability of a developed male breast
to lactate so that they can breast-feed babies for their
mistresses. "Another development is the ability to increase the
physical strength and agility of we women. I believe you may have
noticed its effectiveness when you tried to attack me," she added
unnecessarily, with a sort of gloating smile.

"These are only a few examples of the advances we have made or
are working on. I am sure that if you are accepted as a permanent
slave to me, you will be exposed to many more of our developments
to make the superior woman's life easier. If certain of these
techniques cause the male to be more aware of his subjugation and
dependence on the superior woman, so much the better."

I listened with amazement. A whole secret feminist organization
that was dedicated to subjugating and training male slaves had
been going on, under our very noses, so to speak, for over a
hundred years without anyone ever knowing about it.

After digesting this story, my mind was whirling with questions.
"If you can do all that, why don't you just give the selected
male a complete sex change?"

Irene was amused at the question. "No - we will make our males
look feminine, act feminine, and even think feminine. But they
must be constantly aware that they are dominated and debased
males, subject to the orders, desires, and whims of their
superior mistresses. In no way will we allow our slaves to feel
that they are anywhere near our equal by giving them a sex
change."

"Who is this Mistress Circe you keep talking about? If each
chapter is independent, how do they know about her?"

"The president of each chapter is known as 'Mistress Circe'. It
is more or less an honorary title given to the woman who has
trained the most males."

END