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Hostile Takeover 

     I should make one thing clear from the start: I didn't hold
being gay against James Parry.  Sure, a few people laughed and
snickered at the way he minced around the offices in his bizarre
black clothes, with his carefully styled dark hair, his silly
beard, earrings, and those ridiculous tinted glasses.. And I guess
from time to time I joined in the fun and made a crack or two at
his expense.  But I always figured that a man's personal life is
his own business, and James was a good employee, so it never
occurred to me to let him go.

     Until that scene in my office.

     And what a scene it was!

     James Parry stood before me, red-faced, head hung low,
positively quaking with embarrassment, unable even to meet my eyes.

     And no wonder!

     The tale he'd just told, of masochism, bondage, and betrayal
was shameful enough, but when he said some Dominatrix was
pressuring him to give away company secrets -- perhaps even lever
me out of my CEO position -- I could see that the matter would
require some careful thought.

     "Just who is this-this Dominatrix?" I asked, "And who's she
working for?  It must be somebody here in the Corporation if
they're trying to get my job."

     "Her name's Gwendolyn,"  He mumbled, almost on the verge of
tears. "And that's all I know about her ... I've never even seen
her without a mask on ... but this weekend she's arranged to have
two friends of hers give me the Works!"

     It took a lot of careful questioning to get all the details
out of James without breaking him down completely.  But I finally
managed it.

     Apparently, "Gwendolyn" had ordered James to spend his
upcoming vacation at the secluded house of two "friends" of hers,
sister dominas, who had a genuine love of humiliating men.  There,
he was told, they would pressure him to give them enough inside
information on my dealings to lever me out at the Stockholder's
Meeting .. Which was next week!

     James had never met these women before, so they had no
connection with the Corporation, but they would obviously be in on
the secret of Gwendolyn's true identity!

     And he knew, he told me, that once they got him, he'd be
unable to keep from betraying me!

     "Please," he begged contritely, "I-I know this is all well ...
but I want to work for you, Sir. I do, really! Please let me keep
my job here with you!"

     Well, it would have been a simple enough matter to just fire
James and change a few key bank numbers and access codes.  But I
needed more.  I needed to find out who was behind this and how much
she knew already ... who she was working with and why.

     And I thought I knew how!

     An hour later I had James's drivers license and he had a
reservation for a week in Vegas at my expense -- I figured it was
the least I could do as a parting gift for a guy who didn't know I
was going to fire him!

     I gave instructions to Lena, me sexy black secretary, that she
was to be prepared for some strange happenings in the next few
days, but to "just go along with it ... whatever!" and she meekly
agreed.  So I was all set!

                            *********

     "Let's just make sure we've got this straight, Mr. Parry,"
Evelyn Astin, dark-haired and voluptuous in a tight sweater and
short skirt, regarded me evenly through vivid green eyes as her
sister Sonia -- a petite blonde with a mischievous smile -- giggles
in the background.  "You agree to enter our service, totally and
unconditionally, for a period of two days.  During that time, we
shall attempt to extract certain information from you.  If at the
end of two days, you have not told us what we wish to know -- if
you have not given us enough information to lever your boss out of
his position at the next Stockholder's Meeting, then we shall free
you completely and return to you everything that `Gwendolyn' has
used to keep you in her power."

     "That's right," I nod, thinking carefully as I look around the
deceptively ordinary seeming room: two days!  That's still leave me
a couple of days before the Stockholder's Meeting!  This was going
to call for some tricky timing!

     But I could handle it.

     "Very well," Evelyn smiles sweetly and runs a soft hand down
my chest, toying with my shirt buttons.  "So now; let's concentrate
on you!"

     And suddenly I'm knocked sprawling to the floor!

     All at once. they're atop me, Sonia gripping my wrists and
pinning my head to the floor with her shapely bottom, while Evelyn
proceeds to remove my pants!

     "Might as well start your servitude here and now!" She says,
planting a silk-stockinged knee in my stomach, "And these would
just get in the way!"

     "Hold still!"  Sonia titters as struggle for air, "Oooo! That
feels naughty!"  She wiggles her pantied rear across my face for
emphasis and gives a little moan of pleasure.  "Stop that!
(wiggle!) Mmmmm.  Stop now!  (Bounce!) Stop!"

     Evelyn has my pants of by now and is admiring my legs.

     "Look how shapely!" She beams.

     "And so smooth!" Sonia agrees. She holds up one of my arms,
twisting the fingers to ensure cooperation, "And look, no hair here
either!"

     "Hmmm," Evelyn muses, "Do you suppose our slave shaves his
body all hairless and feminine?"

     Well I had shaved my body -- because I figured these two
bitches would have learned from "Gwendolyn" that James kept his
body shaved! But now they think ...

     "Well, Slave?" Sonia asks, "Do you keep yourself all smooth
and lady-like? Answer me! (Bounce!) Do you!

     "Mmmmphflggh!" I answer.

     Slowly, methodically, Sonia and Evelyn proceed to strip off my
clothing, teasing me about my body as they do.

     "Look how smooth and silky our slave's complexion is! And his
color! Why, it's a perfect Peach Pink!"

     "Watch his nipples stand up when I rub them!"

     "Hmmm, that's not all that stands up! (giggle!) Let me just
pitch away these rags ... he obviously won't need them!"

     Dreadfully embarrassed, I watch Sonia cart off my clothes as
Evelyn's hands roam over my nakedness.

     Keep calm, I tell myself, it's only for a few days ... and
then I'll be calling the shots! Why, I'll make these bitches...

     "Hey!" Evelyn titters, "What's the idea of poking me with that
thing?"

     Suddenly her face hardens. And her grip!

     With a firm grasp, Evelyn leads me nude into the bedroom and
flings me onto the bed!  Swiftly, she doffs her sweater and skirt
and climbs atop me. Somehow, despite my fear, I can't help being
excited by the cool satin sheets beneath me and the warm silken
body above!  She notices my arousal and rolls me onto my stomach.

     Go along with it, I repeat over and over in my mind, just for
a while ...

     "Show some modesty in the presence of a Lady!" She sneers,
pinning my arm with a smooth thigh.

     Then she entwines my neck with her warm arms.

     "Now talk!" she barks, "What are the computer access codes? 
The bank account numbers?"

     "Gowk-ulk!" I choke, "Kow-wuk!"

     I couldn't say anything if I'd wanted to!  Surely she must
know that!  But Evelyn just smiles.

     "Still want to be stubborn, eh?  Well by the time we get
through with you, you'll beg us to let you talk! Sonia, sweetie?
Would you be a dear and take of your stockings for us?"

     I moan and struggle, feeling Evelyn's panty-clad crotch slide
over my smooth legs and bottom as she jockeys for position.  Before
I know it, she has my ankles tied together with Sonia's hose and is
working on my arms, bending my fingers painfully back to force my
wrists together! Her speed ... her skill .. all at once I realize
these women are more dangerous than I'd thought!

     "Please," I gasp, close to panic, "C-Can't we work something
out?"

     "Sure!" Sonia sneers, watching me squirm in her lover's
knowing hands, "Just tell us what we need to know to set your boss
up! No? You must really love that guy to go through all we're going
to put you through! How about it?  Are you his Sweetie-Boy? Are
you?"

     "Ha!" Evelyn tightens the stocking around my wrists, "That's
probably it!  This little wimp has a crush on his big masculine,
boss!  How much is he paying you? Or are you (hee-hee!) holding out
for marriage?  Well, I'm going to shut your pretty mouth until you
decide to give us some answers!"

     All at once I'm on my back, shamefully trying to cover my
exposed male fixtures with my bound, shaven legs!

     "How shy!" Evelyn titters, "Here slave I'll let you have my
panties!"

     Sonia giggles at my embarrassment as Evelyn slides out of her
panties and straddles my head, forcing me to stare straight up as
she dangles the warm, scented garment over my face!

     "Is this what you like?"  She teases, "Don't you just go ga-ga
over nice lacy women's panties?"  She glances between my legs and
smiles at my hopelessly aroused state. "Sure looks that way,
doesn't it?  Well, this is your lucky day, because I'm going to
give you a mouthful!

     Evelyn's warm, damp pussy hairs tickle my head as she bends
forward and pinches my nose, forcing my lips open ... the heat from
her thighs as she traps my face .. and then I taste her panties as
she pushes them in my mouth!

     "Like it?" She taunts, tying the panties in place with yet
another stocking. "Well, how about these?"

     Slowly she removes her bra, and her perfect breasts dangle in
my face, flicking her hard nipples across my lips and nose even as
she rubs her moist pussy over my own nipples!

     "Hold it!"  A flash as Sonia moves around us with a camera,
capturing the scene from every angle that will reveal my
predicament without showing Evelyn's face.  "Turn your head Ev, and
raise your arms. That way I can get his stiff little dickie in the
picture so everyone where he works can see how much he loves this!"

     Everyone at work? ! ? !  Suddenly I'm filled with horror,
thinking that these sadists might show off the pictures at the
office while I'm away ... or even at the Stockholder's Meeting next
week.

     All this time I'd thought I was perfectly safe, since they'd
think I was James Parry. But now I realize that if they take
pictures and spread them around my office that everyone will
recognize me!  I'll be finished with that company or ant other! I
must stop them ... somehow!

     "Nggh!" I moan through the panties that fill my mouth,
"Nnnffrggh!"

     But they simply ignore me and go on taking pictures!

     "Let's get some shots of our slave moving around!"

     Sonia obligingly pulls a sheer stocking over my head while
Evelyn gets the camcorder. Then they order me to shimmy about the
floor on my knees!

     Naturally, with my wrists bound behind me, I have to swish my
bare bottom wildly .. to the vast delight of my captresses .. and
Sonia increases the effect by holding a riding crop to my lips and
making me follow it about!  If my lips lose contact with the whip
for more than a few seconds, she flicks it, painfully, against my
lips till I find it again!

     All this time of course, I'm frustratingly aware of Evelyn's
bare breasts and exposed womanhood as she moves about, just inches
away, recording all this. Not to mention Sonia, clad in the most
exciting lingerie and shiny high-heeled boots right in front of me! 
But I'm even more aware of my awful predicament... and my own
embarrassing nudity, which the girls call attention to at every
opportunity!

     "Swish that butt!" Evelyn snaps, "Sonia, make him jump and
jiggle! This is priceless!"

     Suddenly I remember what they'd said earlier, about me wanting
to talk before they were done with me! How true it was!

     "Nmmmmrfffh!" I try again, "Mmllemmmmeeee mlmlmlooooozzzh!"

     But Sonia decides she'd like some different situations, and
makes me pull my hands under my legs and get them in front of me as
both girls laugh at my squirming antics!

     Once my hands are in front, she teases.

     "Would you like to get untied, Pet?"

     "Nyyyygghehsh!" I falter through my gag, unsure of what to
expect.

     "Very well!" She smiles, "You have my permission to unite your
wrists! But first, play with that tiny thing of yours until it's
stiff again!"

     Totally humiliated, I comply, feeling the eye of the video
camera on my like a physical thing as I stand there with a silk
stocking over my head, totally exposed to the laughter of my two
half-nude tormentors! I try to forget my awful embarrassment and
concentrate on the lush forms of the two women who watch and tease
as I jerk off like some horndog teenager!

     "Keep it up, Sweet Cheeks!" Evelyn laughs as the camera whirs,
"Get it real hard for everyone at work to see! Show how much you
love us! Hmmmph! Is that *ALL* the bigger it gets? A little thing
like that's not even worth taking my panties off for!"

     "Well," Sonia muses, "Since he's not much good as a stud,
maybe we should make him a saddle mount?"

     She has no sooner suggested it, than I am down on my hands and
knees, feeling the weight of both women atop me! Evelyn urges me on
with the riding crop while Sonia uses my silk stocking as a bridle,
twisting this way and that as they ride me about the house!

     "Faster Horsie!" Evelyn giggles, "Ooo! You make me feel so
naughty when you bounce like that!" She grinds her moistness into
my smooth, bare back for emphasis, "And what's this under my heel?"

     I feel smothered in feminine dainties!  Hosiery over my face,
panties in my mouth, the pressure of Sonia's stockinged thighs
around my cheeks, and her silk covered crotch rubbing the nape of
my neck as she steers me about until I finally collapse in
exhaustion.

     "Awww," Evelyn pouts. "Poor baby! Have we been too hard on out
little one?" 

     "Perhaps we have," Sonia looks dispassionately down at me as
she removes her bra and hair ribbon, shaking her blonde tresses
into a passionate tangle.

     "How about it, Baby? Are you ready to give us the information
we want?  Or shall we just mail those pictures of you to your
office?"

     "No-no please!" I gasp as she removes gag, "I'll pay you
anything you ask! But I can't tell yo ..."

     That was as far as I got before they dragged me back to the
bedroom and tied me spread-eagle to the bed!

     WHACK!!!

     SNAPPP!!!!

     CRACK!!!!!!

     SLAM!!!!!!!!!

     "Talk!"  Evelyn snarls, "Tell us what we want or I swear we'll
toast this sweet rear end of yours!"

     "No," Sonia cries, "Don't talk! I'm having way too much fun to
stop!"

     "Stop!" I scream, trying desperately to get out of this some
way, "I'll talk!  Whatever you want to know! Just don't send those
pictures! The account numbers are..."

     "It doesn't work like that!" Evelyn interrupts, "If you want
free of us, you'll have to call someone else where you work.
Someone who has access to all that information about your boss and
have them bring it to us right here!"

     "N-No please," I gasp, "Don't let anyone else see me like
this!"

     WHACK!

     "Yes! I'll do it! Whatever you say! Ouch! Pleeese! Anything!
Just STOP!"

     They immediately dismount and untie me.  But my limp arms are
helpless to resist as Sonia binds them behind my shoulder blades
while Evelyn lashes my ankles to my thighs with still more
stockings until I can only duck-walk!

     Sonia sits on my back, pushing my head down with her pantied
bottom as Evelyn dials the number I gave her, then holds the
receiver to my mouth.

     "Do it right, now," she cautions, "Remember, any tricks and
you'll be the laughing stock of your entire corporation!"

     "Yes!" Sonia rakes her sharp nails lightly over my sore rump
to emphasize her total control, "This secretary we're calling will
know what a sissy-slave you are, but you can buy her off or
otherwise persuade her not to talk. But if we send those pictures
in...along with some others we're thinking of taking...."

     I blush furiously at the prospect of this awful debasement.
But I shiver even more in fright just thinking about what might
happen if I refuse. And the next thing I know, I'm talking to my
meek black secretary Lena.

     "Lena? I ... It's me, James Parry." She indicates that she
recognizes my voice. "I-I need you to get into my-uh- the Boss'
safe and get those files marked W. Then use those files to access
the computer codes. Just p-print out the whole thing and-and then
bring it..." I gave her directions. "Yes... Yes I know you
shouldn't do it! It's bad of me to make you!" Sonia prompts me with
a painful slap. "When you g-get here, you sh-should punish me!"

     An hour later, Lena sits comfortably on the sofa, regarding me
with amusement as Sonia and Evelyn watch in the background.

     "So you really like this kind of treatment, eh, Mr. Parry?"

     She runs tickling fingers up my smooth thighs as I stand at
attention before her, completely naked and totally embarrassed at
having my own secretary see how my scheme has backfired.

     "Th-That's right, M-Miss Lena," I manage to stammer. Surely
she must know I'm being forced to say this! "I-I'd just love it
ever so much if you'd treat me like a bad little boy!"

     "Well I'd really love to," she giggles as her finger dance
higher, "but it's late, and I've a long ride back into town."

     "You could stay here!" Sonia interjects, "As James's guest!"

     "Well now, that might be interesting ..."

     "And play with him all night while we contact `Gwendolyn' and
double-check the information you brought us."  Evelyn insists.

     "Girls, you talked me into it," Lena smiles brightly at me,
"Just show me to the guest room ... and have James here bring me a
cup of coffee."

     She toys with my shamefully excited manhood until I squirm in
frustration, then spanks me playfully on the bottom as I scurry to
obey.

     Soon as I arrive in the guest room, dutifully carrying Lena's
coffee. My eyes widen as I see she's stripped to her lingerie.

     "Lena!" I start. "What are you ...?"

     With startling strength and swiftness, she bends me over a
chair and clamps my head between her thighs, grabbing my hair so I
can't escape.

     SMACK!

     My ass explodes in pain as she picks up a riding crop and
begins working me over with it! Again and again the instrument of
torture lands across my buttocks until I howl for mercy.

     "Quiet Slave!" Lena barks, "Don't move or speak until I give
you permission! Understand?

     Her words somehow penetrate the pain, and I make myself quiet
down and hold still while she fetches ropes, binds me to the chair
in ingenious fashion, and then seats herself comfortable atop me!

     "You like this, Baby?" She sneers. "You enjoy finding yourself
at the mercy of a black woman?"

     "N-No!" I manage to squeak.

     "No?" Her smile widens as she sits back, tickling my privates
with her afro. "Maybe you're just one of those pampered, privileged
white dudes that likes to hop in the sack with black chicks, eh?
You sure been pressuring me long enough! Did you figure this was
the only way you'd make it with me?"

     "Lena!" I gasp, "I was forced to do this! You've got to help
me!"

     "Do I?" She teases, "Let's think about that. What do you
suppose those two girlfriends of yours out there would do if they
thought I was trying to get you out of here? Why, my black ass
wouldn't be worth nothing. And how do you know they aren't watching
us now somehow?"

     I gulp, as best I can, realizing that the woman I'd hoped
would come to my rescue might be in as much trouble now as I am!"

     "You're the one that got me into this," she continues, "and
just how valuable do you think you are to my career, now that
you've given away all that information to be used against you? No,
Honey, I think the smart move for this child is to just go with the
flow! Maybe I'll even tell them that you're not James Parry! What
do you think they'd do if they found out it was you they had?"

     "N-No!" I beg, squirming under her panties, "Don't tell them!
Pleeese!"

     "Maybe I won't," she muses, "You reckon you could show this
poor little black girl a good time in bed tonight?"

     "Anything!  I'll do whatever you ask!"

     "Well, we'll just see about that!"  And she pours her coffee
in my face!

     Immediately she's on her feet again, bringing the riding crop
down on my sore, sore bottom!

     "Bad! (THWACK!) Bad Baby! (SMACK!) Look at the mess you just
made! <and hope they buy this act,>" she whispers, "<for both our
sakes>."

     As the blows rain down, I try desperately to think about the
fix I'm in... and how to get out of it. Let's see... the passwords
and access codes will only work (OUCH!) if James Parry gives the
countersign. And James is away in Vegas! So that should keep them
from getting too much to use against me. Now (OWWW!) all I have to
do is figure out how to keep Lena from getting caught here, and
tipping them off about my real name (OOOO!).

     "P-Please, Miss Lena," I beg, "Stop!  Please stop! I'll pay
you! Promote you! ANYTHING!"

     "You ain't going to be in a position to promote anybody Sweet
Cheeks!" She sneers,"and as for paying me... you don't look like
you have much on you to pay me with!"

     WHACK!

     "PLEEESE!  I'll do ANYTHING! ! !"

     "ANYTHING? That sure sounds tempting!  Tell you what: I'll
think about it as you crawl over to the bed!"

     Lena frees me from the chair, but leaves my wrists
humiliatingly bound to my crotch as she urges me across the bedroom
floor with flicks from that awful riding crop!

     "Scoot!" She chuckles, "and keep that cute little pink ass
high! Mmmmm, this is fun!"

     WHACK! SLAP!

     I shuffle as best I can towards the bed, terribly aware of
what a vulnerable, tempting target my ass makes as I hold it high
at Lena's command.

     SMACK!

     Ouch! I think. Acting is one thing, but why is she being so
cruel to me? Sure, maybe I teased Lena a little, but nothing you
could really call harassment.  Did I?  Oh dear, no time to think
about that now ...OWWW! Just gotta try to keep her happy... keep
her from telling the others who I really am!

     So, once reach the bed, I obey Lena's laughing instructions to
bind my own ankles to a mop handle and bend humbly forward,
pressing my face into the satin bed-cover ... to make a seat for
Lena!

     "I'm getting naked now, Sugar," she whispers, soft and
teasing. "Taking off all my clothes, so we can share a night of
love in this sexy bed!"

     "Did you hear me take off my high heels?  How about this
(Swish!) Can you just picture my silk stockings sliding down my
long dark legs?"

     "Don't you dare peek!  I'm taking off my bra, letting my big
lovely breasts free... my those nipples are hard!"

     "Ready now? I'm taking down my little black lace panties!
There I'm completely nude... and so hot for you! Only you can't
look, can you? Poor thing! All those years you've wanted me naked
in a bedroom, and now that it's happened, all you can do is bury
your cute little face in the bed and stick your hind end up for me
to laugh at!"

     "Too late now! I've put on a darling black silk lounging robe.
It doesn't cover much though!  Tell you what:if you ask me very
nicely for a spanking, maybe I'll let you look at me. Wouldn't that
be nice? Ask real sweet now..."

     "M-Mistress Lena," I sob into the silk coverlet, burning with
humiliation and horny frustration, "Please...please spank me
again!"

     "With pleasure, Lover!"

     She slides onto the bed and perches her naked rear on my head.
Somehow, after all that teasing, even this humiliating contact was
intensely erotic. I stiffen with need. Then ...

            WHAPP!SMACK! SLAPP! CRACK-CRACK-CRACK!!!

     It seems like an eternity later when I finally join Lena on
the bed. But I don't enjoy it.

     I'm bound painfully above the sheets, hanging from a stout
hook in the ceiling, inches above Lena's warm dusky body as she
smiles up at me, playing with herself and making me lick her
fingers...then her toes...then rolling over, so I can worship her
black bottom with my tongue and lips. Then she turns again and
props herself up on the headboard, offering the pungent center of
her womanhood to my lips... an offer I dare not refuse!

     For what seems like hours, I kiss, lick, and nuzzle, until at
last Lena sighs with pleasure and slides down once more, with her
breasts cuddling my face and her damp pubic hair just tickling my
aroused, frustrated cock.

     And that's how we spend the night!

     It was late the next morning before I'm finally freed and
ordered to kneel before her as she sits regally on the edge of the
bed.

     "All right," she says, "I'm gonna try to make it out of this
house of kink.  And you better hope I make it, `cause if anything
goes wrong, I'll just spill it all to your girlfriends --
understand, White Boy?"

     "Y-Yes, Mistress."

     "Say!  What's that between your legs?  Why, it's hard!  This
stuff must really excite you."

     "N-No Mistress!  It's just..." How can I explain that after
the bizarre teasing I've been through, that the nearness of this
powerfully feminine woman, even under these awful circumstances, is
terribly exciting?

     "Well, I just think I'll make sure you don't go playing with
yourself.  Get in that doorway over there... now spread `em!"

******

     And that's how Sonia and Evelyn find me, bound spread-eagle in
the doorway, when they call Lena for breakfast.

     Both girls are freshened up from their exertions and
excitingly clad in outfits that leave me groaning with desire.  And
I'm still in misery an hour later, after Lena leaves and they come
back for me.

     "Please."  I beg.  "I've told you what you wanted.  Please let
me go."

     WHACK!

     Sonia smacks my poor tender bottom with a bent up coat hanger
and snarls:

     "Yeah!  Real cute!  Only your boss' files are no good without
your personal counter-code.  Now, do you want to give us that, or
do I give you more of this?"

     WHACK!WHACK!

     I hadn't counted on this.  I knew all along that they wouldn't
get any of the really important stuff without James Parry's
counter-codes (which I had just changed), but I figured by the time
they caught on to that, I'd be long gone.  Only now they want the
rest of it, and I wonder what they'll do to get it.

     WHACK!WHACK!WHACK!!!!!

     Suddenly, Evelyn is close in front of me.  Excitingly close,
teasing and caressing as she whispers:

     "Tell you what:  just give us the codes and you can have us
both.  Mmmmmm, I can tell that excites you.  Well?  NO!  What's the
matter?  Don't you want us?"

     "I'll bet he prefers guys!"  Sonia giggles.

     "Is that it?"  Evelyn nuzzles my neck.  "Would you like us to
pretty you up and bring in a couple of men to party with you?"

     "No!  No please!  Just pleeese let me go!"

     "No way, Sweetie!"  Sonia says.  "You're just too sweet and
sexy for us to ever let loose!"

     Tell you what," Evelyn smiles, "how about if I give you some
nice clothes to wear?  Then will you tell us?"

     "Wh-What kind of C-Clothes?"

     "You'll see, Sweetie!"

     They release my arms and lace my hands tightly into a single
mitten, bent up behind me and tethered to a tight leather collar
around my neck.

     Sonia unties my ankles from the door frame and leads me over
to the same chair I was tied in last night.  Now, however, I must
kneel in front of it and put my face in the seat while Evelyn
busies herself above me, lacing a strong leather belt crushingly
tight around my waist.

     "Now let's see about putting you in a nice position," she
muses.

     A stout leather cord runs down from the front of the belt,
through my crotch, and up between my ass-cheeks, through a metal
ring at the back, then down to the fetters at my ankles.

     "See how cute!"  Evelyn teases.  "It keeps you kneeling
sweetly, showing off your breasts and butt for your future
boyfriends."

     "Please...not that...I couldn't face..."

     "You won't have to face it."  Sonia puts blinders over my
eyes.  Now, not another word until we give you permission to tell
us the counter-codes."

     And she clamps my tongue in a strong leather clip, forcing me
to hold open my mouth and stick out my tongue.

     Blind, immobilized, and totally vulnerable, I kneel on the
carpeted floor...hear the clicks of Sonia approaching me from
behind in her high heels...smell her perfume...hear the terrifying
"Swissh!" of the paddle...and then...

     SMACK!

     It's awful.  By now my poor ass is so sensitive that any
contact at all is sheer agony.  And Sonia is pounding me with all
her strength!

     "NNNLLRRGGHHH!"

     I want to beg for mercy, but the tongue clamp makes my speech
totally unintelligible.

     "What was that?"  Sonia asks sweetly.  "Did you say <SMACK!>
you want to give us those codes?"

     Yes, yes!  I thought. I'll tell you anything, everything!

     But all that came out was "Gggglleffffhhhgg!"

     "Sounds to me like he's asking for more of this treatment." 
Evelyn smirks from somewhere across the room.

     SMACK!

   "Gloobahgh!  Gloobagh!"

     "Hear that?  He said he wants to be all pretty for his
boyfriends!"

     "How sweet," Evelyn laughs, "let's get started."

     The maddening tongue clamp remains in place...but that's all,
as the gleeful tormentresses replace my ankle cuffs with silk
stockings, tied tightly around my ankles and thighs.  My leather
belt and mitten are exchanged for a strong red taffeta apron,
lashing my wrists behind me..and my head is bent painfully back by
an ingenious ribbon arrangement that laces in my hair and upper
arms, pulling my shoulders back and chest out as Sonia tugs
playfully on the free end.

     Evelyn leans back against a mirror, legs spread wide.

     "Know why we took off the blinders, pet?"  she teases.  "So
you can see how sweet you look.  Crawl up between my legs now, and
get a good look at yourself, you little Sissy!"

     It's horrid!  Smooth-skinned, hair-ribboned, and ass-nude
except for that humiliating apron, I crawl to the commands of these
cruel dominas..and worse yet, they make sure that beneath the apron
I'm still embarrassingly erect, teasing me with their lush bodies
and the smooth, rustling taffeta over my privates until I could
weep with shame.

     "Hmmm," Sonia muses brightly, "if just this apron gets him all
excited, I wonder what a little more feminization will do for him?"

     "One way to find out!"  Evelyn laughs.

     Laughing merrily, they deck me out in crushingly tight pink
silk panties... thigh length dark hose... see-through peach-colored
nightie.  Black satin garterbelt... black patent pumps with six
inch heels, painfully small... a strong black waist cinch laced
breathtakingly snug about my middle... Evelyn pulls this as tight
as she can, then ties my elbows to it with ribbons.

     Now they start in on me with makeup:  Eye shadow and long,
dark lashes... Eyebrows plucked into a high quizzical arch...
rouged cheeks... bright red lipstick in a cute pout... shimmering
curls in my hair... and earrings.

     Now they dress themselves in revealing swimsuits, with high-
cut bottoms and low-cut tops that spill out their abundant charms. 
Sonia is just fastening her tiny bra for maximum effect, when
Evelyn removes my tongue clamp -- at last! -- and leads me up to
her.

     "Look at you!"  Sonia sneers, "aren't you just sooo sweeet!"

     "Well?"  Evelyn prompts.  "Are you ready to give us what we
want?  Or do we call in every guy and gal in your office to see you
like this?"

     "Yeah!"  Sonia adds, "I hear there's going to be a big
Stockholder's Meeting in a few days.  Would you like us to parade
you around in front of them this way?"

     The Stockholder's Meeting! I think, Maybe there's a chance for
ma after all!  If I can just give these fiends what they asked for
and find out who the mysterious `Gwendolyn' is behind all this,
then maybe, just maybe, I can get back to my normal appearance and
show everyone at the meeting the lengths this person (whoever it
is) has gone to, to get control of the company.  It's my only hope!

     "Pease!" I say, "I-I know I'm in no position to make deals
with you... but if you'll just promise to let me go before that
meeting... and tell me who you're working for... I'll tell you
everything you want to know and I'll pay you twice whatever you're
getting now!"

     And, to my surprise, they accept!

     I spend the next few hours at the vanity table, writing out
the last access codes and account numbers I know. Then they make me
sign "my boss'" name (actually my own!) to various documents.

     "Of Course,"  Sonia explains, "Once these papers are taken to
Court, the handwriting analysis will show their forged -- and that
you did them!  But by that time, we'll have taken everything we
need from your boss' Stocks, Bank Accounts, even his apartment!

     I try to disguise my own handwriting, but they have me sign so
many, many things that... when I finally finish, I've given up
almost everything I own to these women... but I keep telling myself
I can get it all back if I just get to that meeting.  And this
looks like my only way of doing it!

     But the release I hoped for so desperately doesn't come! 
Instead, Sonia gathers up all the papers and takes them off "to
show Gwendolyn" while Evelyn changes into a form-fitting leather
cat-suit and proceeds to lace a curious pair of satin gloves up my
arms, nearly to my shoulders.

     "You'll like these," she smiles, "they have eyelets, laces,
and snaps all over, so I can put those soft, weak arms of yours in
dozens of positions -- see?'

     She laces them cruelly behind me, so that my elbows nearly
touch.  Then she changes my silken corset and stockings for leather
ones.

     "But-but I thought you were going to let me go!" I protest.

     "This is what you get for thinking!" She straps a leather gag
between my teeth!

     As she moves about me, changing my bondage, her soft leather
costume keeps brushing over my bare shoulders and chest, her gloved
fingers toy with my nipples and tickle my armpits teasingly ...

     "Whew!" She says at last. "This cat-suit is hot! I'm really
working up a sweat in here.  Hope you appreciate it, because I'm
doing it just to get it ready for you!"

     Does she really mean to put me into that?  I want to scream,
but all I can do is drool helplessly into the leather strap as
Evelyn undresses before my eyes.

     "Time for me to freshen up," she says, "and you can help."

     She lays me on the carpet .. none too gently! .. and
rearranges my bonds ("See how handy this is?") until my legs and
arms are braced beneath me, arching my chest upwards.  She stands
over me for a minute then, an incredible sight in heels, hose, and
garterbelt, proceeds to use me as her makeup bench!

     "Mmmm," she sighs, running a comb through her raven black
tresses.  "You sure are comfy with that smooth chest of yours."

     She wiggles her bare bottom across it for emphasis until I
think I'll faint with desire, either that or shame!

     "But just wait till Sonia and I make it even cushier!  Oh,
there she is now.  Back already. Nice as this is, I'd better get
dressed."

     "How'd it go darling?'

     Evelyn kisses her girlfriend passionately as they meet.  From
my position on the floor, the sight of them -- Evelyn in sensuous
lingerie and Sonia, her hair in a bun, wearing a clinging silk
dress, embracing like that -- is overpowering!

     "Perfect!"  Sonia smirks down at me when they finally break
for air.  "Gwendolyn says we have everything we need, and the
signatures James here put on those forms worked just fine at his
boss' bank.  There was no problem at his lawyer's office either. 
And I see you've started putting him  in the Transformation
Outfit!"

     They rearrange my bonds yet again, so that I stand helpless
before them.  Evelyn takes the gag from my mouth and plants a long,
deep kiss (just like she'd given Sonia) on my lips.

     "Not a word from you now," she cautions.  "Just stand there
and think about how your boss will know you've betrayed him, James! 
Only it'll be too late for either of you to do anything about it!"

     "He'll return from vegas to find himself locked out of his
computer files, his bank accounts drained, credit cards
cancelled... even his cars and apartment gone!  And he'll know that
you were responsible!"

     Of course, they don't know they're actually talking to the guy
they've done this to... they still think I'm just James Parry! 
But, as they outline all they've done to me, I can't help a shiver
of dread!

     But, as they talk, they are encasing me in, bit by bit, in
Evelyn's leather cat-suit!

     "That's right James, you're the fall guy in this whole
takeover bid.  You could go to jail for years for what you've done. 
Wouldn't that be fun?  A nice sweet femmish thing like you, locked
up in prison with all those bad boys."

     "I think the idea excites him."  Sonia strokes my chest and
giggles at the straining bulge in the terribly tight leather
panties they laced on me.

     "Well, were going to keep you out of jail, James."  Evelyn
begins lacing a multi-layered punishment hood over my head.  "We'll
keep the authorities from finding you... in fact, when we're
through, no one will even recognize you...."

     Her last words are muffled by flaps over my ears.

     Sightless, deaf, hampered, and totally helpless, I feel them
urge me this way and that with cruel slaps to my bottom as they
cover me in layer after layer of tight leather...

     Gradually, inexorably, I feel myself growing more and more
encased in leather.  Cut off from sight and sound, able to feel
only muted physical contact through my strong, supple covering, it
seems my sense of touch grows more and more intense... or maybe
it's my imagination!

     Whatever the case, I seem to feel silken lingerie brush
against my hidebound form as someone (Sonia?) laces me into what
feels like a leather dress!  It keeps my legs straight, arms
extended, bent forward with my chest out and bottom protruding...
and I even feel something odd against my hampered arms -- almost
like breasts!

     Time slowly loses meaning for me as I feel myself suspended in
some bizarre arrangement -- for how long?  I have no way of
knowing.  All I know is the touch of female hands on my helpless
form as Sonia and Evelyn remove bits and pieces of my leather
cocoon now and again to attend to my needs.

     Creams and lotions rubbed on my skin, some bland, medicinal
tasting goo they feed me with, smarting injections in my chest and
ass, and humiliating enemas.

     With my heightened sense of touch, it almost seems I can tell
what they're wearing... is that a low-cut leather dress with tight
skirt and bodice?... a bare breast on my face as Evelyn administers
another shot?

     One thing I know I can feel: the mocking eyes and cruel smiles
of my sexy captresses as they ply and mould my body to their whims
and wishes!  I can't hear, yet my ears ring with taunting remarks
and giggles of amusement at my plight.

     And the feeling of being watched -- constantly watched -- like
some animal in a laboratory!

     But the day of my release comes at last!  I feel myself being
lowered from my suspension, and, bit by bit, the layers of leather
unlaced and peeled from my body until I can stand up and remove the
rest myself.

     "Okay," Sonia said. "You're ready to meet Gwendolyn!"

     Meet Gwendolyn!  But-But I never planned on... Quickly I
remove the blindfold from my eyes.

     And gasp -- through my gag! -- at the sight that meets me in
the mirrored walls!  It's a female!  A woman!  With big rounded
breasts and buttocks bubbling out of her leather casing.  But, this
can't be me!

     Sonia is talking to someone, off in a corner, someone whose
dark suit seems vaguely familiar.  But they have their backs to me,
and I'm too busy peeling off the layers of leather clothing, hoping
against hope that what I see is just an illusion!

     Whew!  There, inside the silk panties, I at least find
evidence of my manhood -- much smaller than I remembered, but at
least it's there!

     But that's scant consolation as my disbelieving eyes take in
the rest of me!  Massive breasts, firm and well-shaped... soft
round bottom, all pink and swollen, now covered by the wispiest of
silk panties... long, gorgeous legs... beneath the tight rubber
bathing cap, a cute face, long-lashed eyes wide with wonder at the
sight...
          I'm still paralyzed with shock at my transformation when
Evelyn steps up behind me and ties my wrists and elbows together.

     "There now," she smiles, running her eyes over my displayed
figure, "you're all set to meet Gewndolyn."

     Suddenly the dark-clad man in the corner turns to me, smiling. 
And my tummy flutters in amazement -- it's James Parry!

     "Surprised to see me, Sweet?"  He walks over, staring lewdly
at me until I blush several shades of red, totally humiliated at
being seen -- like this! -- by a mere subordinate... and a swishing
fairy to boot!

     "You though I was in vegas, eh?"  He steers me over to a
vanity table and seats me down on an odd stool, securing my ankles
to it before loosening my gag.  "Actually, I've been here the whole
time... stage managing all this."

     "James!" Lips free at last, I sputter in indignation.  "So
you're GWENDOLYN!"

     "Wrong, Darling," he removes my bathing cap and sets little
hooks in my short blonde hair as he explains.  "I'm Kibo, YOU'RE
Gwendolyn! A cute, little, oh-so-feminine serving girl!  You'll
look so sweet when we get you decked out in the blonde wig and the
short black silk Maid's Outfit; I even have a little cap and apron
for you!"

     "B-But why?"  I shiver helplessly as his soft hands bust
themselves all over me. "I always tried to be nice to you!  Why do
you hate me so?"

     "Actually, I kind of like you,"  he says, matter-of-factly. 
"Even though I knew right from the start that I could do a much
better job running the Company than you could.  So I arranged this
little Take-Over as a sort of Retirement Plan for you;  You'll lose
your job, of course, just as you've lost everything else you own,
soon as the Stockholder's Meeting gets underway.  But you'll have
whole new career lined up -- as My Serving Girl!"

     It just gets worse every minute!

     James pins a soft blonde wig in my hair... puts me in a black
net foundation that emphasizes my breast and butt shamelessly...
then proceeds to lace me into a crushingly tight corset!

     Evelyn, dressed bizarrely in a low-cut black silk blouse and
tan leather jodhpurs, holds me still as James continues my
transformation.

     "Don't you look darling?"  she teases.  "I've heard of top
executives having a golden parachute, but Honey, yours is going to
be black satin!"

     "B-But you promised," I fight back tears of humiliation.  "You
said you'd see to it that I made it to the Stockholder's Meeting!"

     "And so you shall," she smiles wickedly.

     And so I do.

     Dressed as a docile little Maid, in a tight skirt of black
satin, with matching blouse, and a cute little apron and cap!

     Perched on painfully uncomfortable high heels, I must stand
dutifully by and watch James sell himself into my old position...
with the help of just about everyone I ever trusted! I just watch,
praying that I won't be recognized as he picks up all the marbles. 
I'm afraid to even speak!

     Then, afterwards, I have to circulate among the big-wigs,
serving drinks while Evelyn keeps a close eye discreetly on me,
just hoping for any signs of rebellion.

     But I work quietly and dutifully, like a good little Maid,
serving and smiling, and enduring lewd little pats and sly pinches
as I make my way among the successful men and women who fill the
room.

     At last it's over, and James, Sonia, and Evelyn gather around
me.

     "Well, Little One," James leers, "what now?  Are you ready to
become my obedient Maid?  Do you want to go back to Sonia and
Evelyn?  Or shall we find something else for you?"

     "P-Please," I stammer, "I don't want to go back with them! 
And I just couldn't be your Maid!  Isn't there something else? 
Some other way?"

     "Well,"  James rubs his chin thoughtfully, "there might...
say," He turns to Sonia and Evelyn. "Do you girls still have that,
uh, thing on for tomorrow?"

     "Sure do," Sonia beams, "remember you-know-who?  She'll be
there."

     "Perfect!" James exclaims, turns back to me. "How's this; in
exchange for a certain small consideration, I'll fix it so that you
don't have to serve me or Sonia or Evelyn here!"

     "Uh," heart pounding underneath my satin blouse, I squirm
uncertainly, "uh-what's the consideration?"

     "I merely want you to sign over all of your remaining assets
to us, to dispose of in any manner we wish."

     I consider this quickly; let's see, they've already taken my
job and everything I own!  What more could they want from me? 
Well, whatever it is...

     "That can't be much,"  I say at last, "all right, I'll sign
whatever you wish."

                         The next day...

     "Step right up!"  Evelyn, wearing a kinky leather ensemble,
calls out to the bizarrely-dressed crowd, "Lot Number Three:
Gwendolyn!"

     She gooses me, and I jump and blush furiously, feeling the
eyes of this outre crowd devour my scantily-clad form.  All I have
on is hose, heels, a waist cinching garterbelt, and a cute little
hair ribbon!  My breasts, butt, and everything else is uncovered,
and I try desperately to shield my tiny male genitals --
embarrassingly erect -- from the laughing crowd.  Fortunately, my
hands are bound in front of me in a single mitten, so I have at
least this shred of modesty!

     So this is what harold meant when he spoke of "disposing of my
remaining assets!"  I'd already lost my role in life, my house,
clothes and cars, my stocks and savings accounts.. even my former
masculine shape!  So the only thing left was...

     "This curvy feminine body," Evelyn extols my assets to the
crowd. "Used to belong to a wealthy and powerful Male! Look at her
now! Helpless, feminine, and butt-naked!  Imagine the fun you'll
have, bending and molding him even further to your will!"

     "But there's more!" Sonia, dressed in a skimpy bikini, pipes
up from the crowd and grins wickedly at me.

     "Oh yes!"  Evelyn adds.  "This slave on my left: LENA! She's
a former employee of gwendolyn here, betrayed by him, back when he
used to look more manly, and now trapped into slavery... thanks to
him!  Think what fun you could have if you buy them both, watching
her make her ex-male, ex-boss pay for this fix she's in!"

     Standing stoically next to me, Lena shoots me a dead-pan look
that send shivers all over my bare body!

     "Sounds interesting," James calls out, "but I only want the
blonde!"

     "I want them both!" another man now. "It would be a kick to
watch this former man turned into the female slave of a female
slave!"

     "Now, now," Evelyn replies. "They're sold individually, not as
a set!  What am I offered for Gwendolyn here?"

     "Five Thousand!" the man calls out.

     I wait for James to bid, but he says nothing!

     "Please," I beg him. "Don't let that man buy me and put me
with Lena.  She'll kill me!"

     "What's that, Sweetie?" he teases, "I can't hear you!"

     So I have to squat down there one the stage, barely able to
balance in the heels, feeling my tits and ass jiggle and sway
wildly as I plead.

     "Hmmm," he grins even wider, "you certainly do beg prettily! 
But I thought you said you `just couldn't' serve me!"

     "Oh, but I can!  I will!"  I realize that I'm begging for my
very life here.  

     "I'll serve you oh-so-sweetly Master, and let you show me off
to your friends and u-use my breasts and b-bottom and lips and just
be devoted to you!  Please let me work for you! Please, Sir!"

     "You know," he says, "that sounds kind of familiar!  And you
were going to let me work for you -- weren't you?  Tell you what:
get up and dance for everyone, so I can get a good look at how
silly and feminine you are now.  Dance real pretty, and I'll see
about bidding for you."

     Terrified, desperate, I stand up and start dancing about,
kicking up my long, shapely legs, shaking my wide feminine hips
wildly, puckering up my pouty, red lips into a ribald kiss, and
trying to forget how much of myself I'm showing off to everyone...
trying to ignore the howls and laughter every time they get a
glimpse of my tiny man-parts... trying as hard as I can to make
this little faggot want to *OWN* me!

     The bidding increases and I dance even harder, the noise of
the laughing crowd ringing in my ears as my long blonde hair
swishes about my bare shoulders...

     "SOLD!"


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Hostile Takeover -- Part 1=0A=
by She-Devil=0A=
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     I should make one thing clear from the start: I didn't hold=0A=
being gay against James Parry.  Sure, a few people laughed and=0A=
snickered at the way he minced around the offices in his bizarre=0A=
black clothes, with his carefully styled dark hair, his silly=0A=
beard, earrings, and those ridiculous tinted glasses.. And I guess=0A=
from time to time I joined in the fun and made a crack or two at=0A=
his expense.  But I always figured that a man's personal life is=0A=
his own business, and James was a good employee, so it never=0A=
occurred to me to let him go.=0A=
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     Until that scene in my office.=0A=
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     And what a scene it was!=0A=
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     James Parry stood before me, red-faced, head hung low,=0A=
positively quaking with embarrassment, unable even to meet my eyes.=0A=
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     And no wonder!=0A=
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     The tale he'd just told, of masochism, bondage, and betrayal=0A=
was shameful enough, but when he said some Dominatrix was=0A=
pressuring him to give away company secrets -- perhaps even lever=0A=
me out of my CEO position -- I could see that the matter would=0A=
require some careful thought.=0A=
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     "Just who is this-this Dominatrix?" I asked, "And who's she=0A=
working for?  It must be somebody here in the Corporation if=0A=
they're trying to get my job."=0A=
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     "Her name's Gwendolyn,"  He mumbled, almost on the verge of=0A=
tears. "And that's all I know about her ... I've never even seen=0A=
her without a mask on ... but this weekend she's arranged to have=0A=
two friends of hers give me the Works!"=0A=
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     It took a lot of careful questioning to get all the details=0A=
out of James without breaking him down completely.  But I finally=0A=
managed it.=0A=
=0A=
     Apparently, "Gwendolyn" had ordered James to spend his=0A=
upcoming vacation at the secluded house of two "friends" of hers,=0A=
sister dominas, who had a genuine love of humiliating men.  There,=0A=
he was told, they would pressure him to give them enough inside=0A=
information on my dealings to lever me out at the Stockholder's=0A=
Meeting .. Which was next week!=0A=
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     James had never met these women before, so they had no=0A=
connection with the Corporation, but they would obviously be in on=0A=
the secret of Gwendolyn's true identity!=0A=
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     And he knew, he told me, that once they got him, he'd be=0A=
unable to keep from betraying me!=0A=
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     "Please," he begged contritely, "I-I know this is all well ...=0A=
but I want to work for you, Sir. I do, really! Please let me keep=0A=
my job here with you!"=0A=
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     Well, it would have been a simple enough matter to just fire=0A=
James and change a few key bank numbers and access codes.  But I=0A=
needed more.  I needed to find out who was behind this and how much=0A=
she knew already ... who she was working with and why.=0A=
=0A=
     And I thought I knew how!=0A=
=0A=
     An hour later I had James's drivers license and he had a=0A=
reservation for a week in Vegas at my expense -- I figured it was=0A=
the least I could do as a parting gift for a guy who didn't know I=0A=
was going to fire him!=0A=
=0A=
     I gave instructions to Lena, me sexy black secretary, that she=0A=
was to be prepared for some strange happenings in the next few=0A=
days, but to "just go along with it ... whatever!" and she meekly=0A=
agreed.  So I was all set!=0A=
=0A=
                            *********=0A=
=0A=
     "Let's just make sure we've got this straight, Mr. Parry,"=0A=
Evelyn Astin, dark-haired and voluptuous in a tight sweater and=0A=
short skirt, regarded me evenly through vivid green eyes as her=0A=
sister Sonia -- a petite blonde with a mischievous smile -- giggles=0A=
in the background.  "You agree to enter our service, totally and=0A=
unconditionally, for a period of two days.  During that time, we=0A=
shall attempt to extract certain information from you.  If at the=0A=
end of two days, you have not told us what we wish to know -- if=0A=
you have not given us enough information to lever your boss out of=0A=
his position at the next Stockholder's Meeting, then we shall free=0A=
you completely and return to you everything that `Gwendolyn' has=0A=
used to keep you in her power."=0A=
=0A=
     "That's right," I nod, thinking carefully as I look around the=0A=
deceptively ordinary seeming room: two days!  That's still leave me=0A=
a couple of days before the Stockholder's Meeting!  This was going=0A=
to call for some tricky timing!=0A=
=0A=
     But I could handle it.=0A=
=0A=
     "Very well," Evelyn smiles sweetly and runs a soft hand down=0A=
my chest, toying with my shirt buttons.  "So now; let's concentrate=0A=
on you!"=0A=
=0A=
     And suddenly I'm knocked sprawling to the floor!=0A=
=0A=
     All at once. they're atop me, Sonia gripping my wrists and=0A=
pinning my head to the floor with her shapely bottom, while Evelyn=0A=
proceeds to remove my pants!=0A=
=0A=
     "Might as well start your servitude here and now!" She says,=0A=
planting a silk-stockinged knee in my stomach, "And these would=0A=
just get in the way!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Hold still!"  Sonia titters as struggle for air, "Oooo! That=0A=
feels naughty!"  She wiggles her pantied rear across my face for=0A=
emphasis and gives a little moan of pleasure.  "Stop that!=0A=
(wiggle!) Mmmmm.  Stop now!  (Bounce!) Stop!"=0A=
=0A=
     Evelyn has my pants of by now and is admiring my legs.=0A=
=0A=
     "Look how shapely!" She beams.=0A=
=0A=
     "And so smooth!" Sonia agrees. She holds up one of my arms,=0A=
twisting the fingers to ensure cooperation, "And look, no hair here=0A=
either!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Hmmm," Evelyn muses, "Do you suppose our slave shaves his=0A=
body all hairless and feminine?"=0A=
=0A=
     Well I had shaved my body -- because I figured these two=0A=
bitches would have learned from "Gwendolyn" that James kept his=0A=
body shaved! But now they think ...=0A=
=0A=
     "Well, Slave?" Sonia asks, "Do you keep yourself all smooth=0A=
and lady-like? Answer me! (Bounce!) Do you!=0A=
=0A=
     "Mmmmphflggh!" I answer.=0A=
=0A=
     Slowly, methodically, Sonia and Evelyn proceed to strip off my=0A=
clothing, teasing me about my body as they do.=0A=
=0A=
     "Look how smooth and silky our slave's complexion is! And his=0A=
color! Why, it's a perfect Peach Pink!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Watch his nipples stand up when I rub them!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Hmmm, that's not all that stands up! (giggle!) Let me just=0A=
pitch away these rags ... he obviously won't need them!"=0A=
=0A=
     Dreadfully embarrassed, I watch Sonia cart off my clothes as=0A=
Evelyn's hands roam over my nakedness.=0A=
=0A=
     Keep calm, I tell myself, it's only for a few days ... and=0A=
then I'll be calling the shots! Why, I'll make these bitches...=0A=
=0A=
     "Hey!" Evelyn titters, "What's the idea of poking me with that=0A=
thing?"=0A=
=0A=
     Suddenly her face hardens. And her grip!=0A=
=0A=
     With a firm grasp, Evelyn leads me nude into the bedroom and=0A=
flings me onto the bed!  Swiftly, she doffs her sweater and skirt=0A=
and climbs atop me. Somehow, despite my fear, I can't help being=0A=
excited by the cool satin sheets beneath me and the warm silken=0A=
body above!  She notices my arousal and rolls me onto my stomach.=0A=
=0A=
     Go along with it, I repeat over and over in my mind, just for=0A=
a while ...=0A=
=0A=
     "Show some modesty in the presence of a Lady!" She sneers,=0A=
pinning my arm with a smooth thigh.=0A=
=0A=
     Then she entwines my neck with her warm arms.=0A=
=0A=
     "Now talk!" she barks, "What are the computer access codes? =0A=
The bank account numbers?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Gowk-ulk!" I choke, "Kow-wuk!"=0A=
=0A=
     I couldn't say anything if I'd wanted to!  Surely she must=0A=
know that!  But Evelyn just smiles.=0A=
=0A=
     "Still want to be stubborn, eh?  Well by the time we get=0A=
through with you, you'll beg us to let you talk! Sonia, sweetie?=0A=
Would you be a dear and take of your stockings for us?"=0A=
=0A=
     I moan and struggle, feeling Evelyn's panty-clad crotch slide=0A=
over my smooth legs and bottom as she jockeys for position.  Before=0A=
I know it, she has my ankles tied together with Sonia's hose and is=0A=
working on my arms, bending my fingers painfully back to force my=0A=
wrists together! Her speed ... her skill .. all at once I realize=0A=
these women are more dangerous than I'd thought!=0A=
=0A=
     "Please," I gasp, close to panic, "C-Can't we work something=0A=
out?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Sure!" Sonia sneers, watching me squirm in her lover's=0A=
knowing hands, "Just tell us what we need to know to set your boss=0A=
up! No? You must really love that guy to go through all we're going=0A=
to put you through! How about it?  Are you his Sweetie-Boy? Are=0A=
you?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Ha!" Evelyn tightens the stocking around my wrists, "That's=0A=
probably it!  This little wimp has a crush on his big masculine,=0A=
boss!  How much is he paying you? Or are you (hee-hee!) holding out=0A=
for marriage?  Well, I'm going to shut your pretty mouth until you=0A=
decide to give us some answers!"=0A=
=0A=
     All at once I'm on my back, shamefully trying to cover my=0A=
exposed male fixtures with my bound, shaven legs!=0A=
=0A=
     "How shy!" Evelyn titters, "Here slave I'll let you have my=0A=
panties!"=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia giggles at my embarrassment as Evelyn slides out of her=0A=
panties and straddles my head, forcing me to stare straight up as=0A=
she dangles the warm, scented garment over my face!=0A=
=0A=
     "Is this what you like?"  She teases, "Don't you just go ga-ga=0A=
over nice lacy women's panties?"  She glances between my legs and=0A=
smiles at my hopelessly aroused state. "Sure looks that way,=0A=
doesn't it?  Well, this is your lucky day, because I'm going to=0A=
give you a mouthful!=0A=
=0A=
     Evelyn's warm, damp pussy hairs tickle my head as she bends=0A=
forward and pinches my nose, forcing my lips open ... the heat from=0A=
her thighs as she traps my face .. and then I taste her panties as=0A=
she pushes them in my mouth!=0A=
=0A=
     "Like it?" She taunts, tying the panties in place with yet=0A=
another stocking. "Well, how about these?"=0A=
=0A=
     Slowly she removes her bra, and her perfect breasts dangle in=0A=
my face, flicking her hard nipples across my lips and nose even as=0A=
she rubs her moist pussy over my own nipples!=0A=
=0A=
     "Hold it!"  A flash as Sonia moves around us with a camera,=0A=
capturing the scene from every angle that will reveal my=0A=
predicament without showing Evelyn's face.  "Turn your head Ev, and=0A=
raise your arms. That way I can get his stiff little dickie in the=0A=
picture so everyone where he works can see how much he loves this!"=0A=
=0A=
     Everyone at work? ! ? !  Suddenly I'm filled with horror,=0A=
thinking that these sadists might show off the pictures at the=0A=
office while I'm away ... or even at the Stockholder's Meeting next=0A=
week.=0A=
=0A=
     All this time I'd thought I was perfectly safe, since they'd=0A=
think I was James Parry. But now I realize that if they take=0A=
pictures and spread them around my office that everyone will=0A=
recognize me!  I'll be finished with that company or ant other! I=0A=
must stop them ... somehow!=0A=
=0A=
     "Nggh!" I moan through the panties that fill my mouth,=0A=
"Nnnffrggh!"=0A=
=0A=
     But they simply ignore me and go on taking pictures!=0A=
=0A=
     "Let's get some shots of our slave moving around!"=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia obligingly pulls a sheer stocking over my head while=0A=
Evelyn gets the camcorder. Then they order me to shimmy about the=0A=
floor on my knees!=0A=
=0A=
     Naturally, with my wrists bound behind me, I have to swish my=0A=
bare bottom wildly .. to the vast delight of my captresses .. and=0A=
Sonia increases the effect by holding a riding crop to my lips and=0A=
making me follow it about!  If my lips lose contact with the whip=0A=
for more than a few seconds, she flicks it, painfully, against my=0A=
lips till I find it again!=0A=
=0A=
     All this time of course, I'm frustratingly aware of Evelyn's=0A=
bare breasts and exposed womanhood as she moves about, just inches=0A=
away, recording all this. Not to mention Sonia, clad in the most=0A=
exciting lingerie and shiny high-heeled boots right in front of me! =0A=
But I'm even more aware of my awful predicament... and my own=0A=
embarrassing nudity, which the girls call attention to at every=0A=
opportunity!=0A=
=0A=
     "Swish that butt!" Evelyn snaps, "Sonia, make him jump and=0A=
jiggle! This is priceless!"=0A=
=0A=
     Suddenly I remember what they'd said earlier, about me wanting=0A=
to talk before they were done with me! How true it was!=0A=
=0A=
     "Nmmmmrfffh!" I try again, "Mmllemmmmeeee mlmlmlooooozzzh!"=0A=
=0A=
     But Sonia decides she'd like some different situations, and=0A=
makes me pull my hands under my legs and get them in front of me as=0A=
both girls laugh at my squirming antics!=0A=
=0A=
     Once my hands are in front, she teases.=0A=
=0A=
     "Would you like to get untied, Pet?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Nyyyygghehsh!" I falter through my gag, unsure of what to=0A=
expect.=0A=
=0A=
     "Very well!" She smiles, "You have my permission to unite your=0A=
wrists! But first, play with that tiny thing of yours until it's=0A=
stiff again!"=0A=
=0A=
     Totally humiliated, I comply, feeling the eye of the video=0A=
camera on my like a physical thing as I stand there with a silk=0A=
stocking over my head, totally exposed to the laughter of my two=0A=
half-nude tormentors! I try to forget my awful embarrassment and=0A=
concentrate on the lush forms of the two women who watch and tease=0A=
as I jerk off like some horndog teenager!=0A=
=0A=
     "Keep it up, Sweet Cheeks!" Evelyn laughs as the camera whirs,=0A=
"Get it real hard for everyone at work to see! Show how much you=0A=
love us! Hmmmph! Is that *ALL* the bigger it gets? A little thing=0A=
like that's not even worth taking my panties off for!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well," Sonia muses, "Since he's not much good as a stud,=0A=
maybe we should make him a saddle mount?"=0A=
=0A=
     She has no sooner suggested it, than I am down on my hands and=0A=
knees, feeling the weight of both women atop me! Evelyn urges me on=0A=
with the riding crop while Sonia uses my silk stocking as a bridle,=0A=
twisting this way and that as they ride me about the house!=0A=
=0A=
     "Faster Horsie!" Evelyn giggles, "Ooo! You make me feel so=0A=
naughty when you bounce like that!" She grinds her moistness into=0A=
my smooth, bare back for emphasis, "And what's this under my heel?"=0A=
=0A=
     I feel smothered in feminine dainties!  Hosiery over my face,=0A=
panties in my mouth, the pressure of Sonia's stockinged thighs=0A=
around my cheeks, and her silk covered crotch rubbing the nape of=0A=
my neck as she steers me about until I finally collapse in=0A=
exhaustion.=0A=
=0A=
     "Awww," Evelyn pouts. "Poor baby! Have we been too hard on out=0A=
little one?" =0A=
=0A=
     "Perhaps we have," Sonia looks dispassionately down at me as=0A=
she removes her bra and hair ribbon, shaking her blonde tresses=0A=
into a passionate tangle.=0A=
=0A=
     "How about it, Baby? Are you ready to give us the information=0A=
we want?  Or shall we just mail those pictures of you to your=0A=
office?"=0A=
=0A=
     "No-no please!" I gasp as she removes gag, "I'll pay you=0A=
anything you ask! But I can't tell yo ..."=0A=
=0A=
     That was as far as I got before they dragged me back to the=0A=
bedroom and tied me spread-eagle to the bed!=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!!!=0A=
=0A=
     SNAPPP!!!!=0A=
=0A=
     CRACK!!!!!!=0A=
=0A=
     SLAM!!!!!!!!!=0A=
=0A=
     "Talk!"  Evelyn snarls, "Tell us what we want or I swear we'll=0A=
toast this sweet rear end of yours!"=0A=
=0A=
     "No," Sonia cries, "Don't talk! I'm having way too much fun to=0A=
stop!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Stop!" I scream, trying desperately to get out of this some=0A=
way, "I'll talk!  Whatever you want to know! Just don't send those=0A=
pictures! The account numbers are..."=0A=
=0A=
     "It doesn't work like that!" Evelyn interrupts, "If you want=0A=
free of us, you'll have to call someone else where you work.=0A=
Someone who has access to all that information about your boss and=0A=
have them bring it to us right here!"=0A=
=0A=
     "N-No please," I gasp, "Don't let anyone else see me like=0A=
this!"=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!=0A=
=0A=
     "Yes! I'll do it! Whatever you say! Ouch! Pleeese! Anything!=0A=
Just STOP!"=0A=
=0A=
     They immediately dismount and untie me.  But my limp arms are=0A=
helpless to resist as Sonia binds them behind my shoulder blades=0A=
while Evelyn lashes my ankles to my thighs with still more=0A=
stockings until I can only duck-walk!=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia sits on my back, pushing my head down with her pantied=0A=
bottom as Evelyn dials the number I gave her, then holds the=0A=
receiver to my mouth.=0A=
=0A=
     "Do it right, now," she cautions, "Remember, any tricks and=0A=
you'll be the laughing stock of your entire corporation!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Yes!" Sonia rakes her sharp nails lightly over my sore rump=0A=
to emphasize her total control, "This secretary we're calling will=0A=
know what a sissy-slave you are, but you can buy her off or=0A=
otherwise persuade her not to talk. But if we send those pictures=0A=
in...along with some others we're thinking of taking...."=0A=
=0A=
     I blush furiously at the prospect of this awful debasement.=0A=
But I shiver even more in fright just thinking about what might=0A=
happen if I refuse. And the next thing I know, I'm talking to my=0A=
meek black secretary Lena.=0A=
=0A=
     "Lena? I ... It's me, James Parry." She indicates that she=0A=
recognizes my voice. "I-I need you to get into my-uh- the Boss'=0A=
safe and get those files marked W. Then use those files to access=0A=
the computer codes. Just p-print out the whole thing and-and then=0A=
bring it..." I gave her directions. "Yes... Yes I know you=0A=
shouldn't do it! It's bad of me to make you!" Sonia prompts me with=0A=
a painful slap. "When you g-get here, you sh-should punish me!"=0A=
=0A=
     An hour later, Lena sits comfortably on the sofa, regarding me=0A=
with amusement as Sonia and Evelyn watch in the background.=0A=
=0A=
     "So you really like this kind of treatment, eh, Mr. Parry?"=0A=
=0A=
     She runs tickling fingers up my smooth thighs as I stand at=0A=
attention before her, completely naked and totally embarrassed at=0A=
having my own secretary see how my scheme has backfired.=0A=
=0A=
     "Th-That's right, M-Miss Lena," I manage to stammer. Surely=0A=
she must know I'm being forced to say this! "I-I'd just love it=0A=
ever so much if you'd treat me like a bad little boy!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well I'd really love to," she giggles as her finger dance=0A=
higher, "but it's late, and I've a long ride back into town."=0A=
=0A=
     "You could stay here!" Sonia interjects, "As James's guest!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well now, that might be interesting ..."=0A=
=0A=
     "And play with him all night while we contact `Gwendolyn' and=0A=
double-check the information you brought us."  Evelyn insists.=0A=
=0A=
     "Girls, you talked me into it," Lena smiles brightly at me,=0A=
"Just show me to the guest room ... and have James here bring me a=0A=
cup of coffee."=0A=
=0A=
     She toys with my shamefully excited manhood until I squirm in=0A=
frustration, then spanks me playfully on the bottom as I scurry to=0A=
obey.=0A=
=0A=
     Soon as I arrive in the guest room, dutifully carrying Lena's=0A=
coffee. My eyes widen as I see she's stripped to her lingerie.=0A=
=0A=
     "Lena!" I start. "What are you ...?"=0A=
=0A=
     With startling strength and swiftness, she bends me over a=0A=
chair and clamps my head between her thighs, grabbing my hair so I=0A=
can't escape.=0A=
=0A=
     SMACK!=0A=
=0A=
     My ass explodes in pain as she picks up a riding crop and=0A=
begins working me over with it! Again and again the instrument of=0A=
torture lands across my buttocks until I howl for mercy.=0A=
=0A=
     "Quiet Slave!" Lena barks, "Don't move or speak until I give=0A=
you permission! Understand?=0A=
=0A=
     Her words somehow penetrate the pain, and I make myself quiet=0A=
down and hold still while she fetches ropes, binds me to the chair=0A=
in ingenious fashion, and then seats herself comfortable atop me!=0A=
=0A=
     "You like this, Baby?" She sneers. "You enjoy finding yourself=0A=
at the mercy of a black woman?"=0A=
=0A=
     "N-No!" I manage to squeak.=0A=
=0A=
     "No?" Her smile widens as she sits back, tickling my privates=0A=
with her afro. "Maybe you're just one of those pampered, privileged=0A=
white dudes that likes to hop in the sack with black chicks, eh?=0A=
You sure been pressuring me long enough! Did you figure this was=0A=
the only way you'd make it with me?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Lena!" I gasp, "I was forced to do this! You've got to help=0A=
me!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Do I?" She teases, "Let's think about that. What do you=0A=
suppose those two girlfriends of yours out there would do if they=0A=
thought I was trying to get you out of here? Why, my black ass=0A=
wouldn't be worth nothing. And how do you know they aren't watching=0A=
us now somehow?"=0A=
=0A=
     I gulp, as best I can, realizing that the woman I'd hoped=0A=
would come to my rescue might be in as much trouble now as I am!"=0A=
=0A=
     "You're the one that got me into this," she continues, "and=0A=
just how valuable do you think you are to my career, now that=0A=
you've given away all that information to be used against you? No,=0A=
Honey, I think the smart move for this child is to just go with the=0A=
flow! Maybe I'll even tell them that you're not James Parry! What=0A=
do you think they'd do if they found out it was you they had?"=0A=
=0A=
     "N-No!" I beg, squirming under her panties, "Don't tell them!=0A=
Pleeese!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Maybe I won't," she muses, "You reckon you could show this=0A=
poor little black girl a good time in bed tonight?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Anything!  I'll do whatever you ask!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well, we'll just see about that!"  And she pours her coffee=0A=
in my face!=0A=
=0A=
     Immediately she's on her feet again, bringing the riding crop=0A=
down on my sore, sore bottom!=0A=
=0A=
     "Bad! (THWACK!) Bad Baby! (SMACK!) Look at the mess you just=0A=
made! <and hope they buy this act,>" she whispers, "<for both our=0A=
sakes>."=0A=
=0A=
     As the blows rain down, I try desperately to think about the=0A=
fix I'm in... and how to get out of it. Let's see... the passwords=0A=
and access codes will only work (OUCH!) if James Parry gives the=0A=
countersign. And James is away in Vegas! So that should keep them=0A=
from getting too much to use against me. Now (OWWW!) all I have to=0A=
do is figure out how to keep Lena from getting caught here, and=0A=
tipping them off about my real name (OOOO!).=0A=
=0A=
     "P-Please, Miss Lena," I beg, "Stop!  Please stop! I'll pay=0A=
you! Promote you! ANYTHING!"=0A=
=0A=
     "You ain't going to be in a position to promote anybody Sweet=0A=
Cheeks!" She sneers,"and as for paying me... you don't look like=0A=
you have much on you to pay me with!"=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!=0A=
=0A=
     "PLEEESE!  I'll do ANYTHING! ! !"=0A=
=0A=
     "ANYTHING? That sure sounds tempting!  Tell you what: I'll=0A=
think about it as you crawl over to the bed!"=0A=
=0A=
     Lena frees me from the chair, but leaves my wrists=0A=
humiliatingly bound to my crotch as she urges me across the bedroom=0A=
floor with flicks from that awful riding crop!=0A=
=0A=
     "Scoot!" She chuckles, "and keep that cute little pink ass=0A=
high! Mmmmm, this is fun!"=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK! SLAP!=0A=
=0A=
     I shuffle as best I can towards the bed, terribly aware of=0A=
what a vulnerable, tempting target my ass makes as I hold it high=0A=
at Lena's command.=0A=
=0A=
     SMACK!=0A=
=0A=
     Ouch! I think. Acting is one thing, but why is she being so=0A=
cruel to me? Sure, maybe I teased Lena a little, but nothing you=0A=
could really call harassment.  Did I?  Oh dear, no time to think=0A=
about that now ...OWWW! Just gotta try to keep her happy... keep=0A=
her from telling the others who I really am!=0A=
=0A=
     So, once reach the bed, I obey Lena's laughing instructions to=0A=
bind my own ankles to a mop handle and bend humbly forward,=0A=
pressing my face into the satin bed-cover ... to make a seat for=0A=
Lena!=0A=
=0A=
     "I'm getting naked now, Sugar," she whispers, soft and=0A=
teasing. "Taking off all my clothes, so we can share a night of=0A=
love in this sexy bed!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Did you hear me take off my high heels?  How about this=0A=
(Swish!) Can you just picture my silk stockings sliding down my=0A=
long dark legs?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Don't you dare peek!  I'm taking off my bra, letting my big=0A=
lovely breasts free... my those nipples are hard!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Ready now? I'm taking down my little black lace panties!=0A=
There I'm completely nude... and so hot for you! Only you can't=0A=
look, can you? Poor thing! All those years you've wanted me naked=0A=
in a bedroom, and now that it's happened, all you can do is bury=0A=
your cute little face in the bed and stick your hind end up for me=0A=
to laugh at!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Too late now! I've put on a darling black silk lounging robe.=0A=
It doesn't cover much though!  Tell you what:if you ask me very=0A=
nicely for a spanking, maybe I'll let you look at me. Wouldn't that=0A=
be nice? Ask real sweet now..."=0A=
=0A=
     "M-Mistress Lena," I sob into the silk coverlet, burning with=0A=
humiliation and horny frustration, "Please...please spank me=0A=
again!"=0A=
=0A=
     "With pleasure, Lover!"=0A=
=0A=
     She slides onto the bed and perches her naked rear on my head.=0A=
Somehow, after all that teasing, even this humiliating contact was=0A=
intensely erotic. I stiffen with need. Then ...=0A=
=0A=
            WHAPP!SMACK! SLAPP! CRACK-CRACK-CRACK!!!=0A=
=0A=
     It seems like an eternity later when I finally join Lena on=0A=
the bed. But I don't enjoy it.=0A=
=0A=
     I'm bound painfully above the sheets, hanging from a stout=0A=
hook in the ceiling, inches above Lena's warm dusky body as she=0A=
smiles up at me, playing with herself and making me lick her=0A=
fingers...then her toes...then rolling over, so I can worship her=0A=
black bottom with my tongue and lips. Then she turns again and=0A=
props herself up on the headboard, offering the pungent center of=0A=
her womanhood to my lips... an offer I dare not refuse!=0A=
=0A=
     For what seems like hours, I kiss, lick, and nuzzle, until at=0A=
last Lena sighs with pleasure and slides down once more, with her=0A=
breasts cuddling my face and her damp pubic hair just tickling my=0A=
aroused, frustrated cock.=0A=
=0A=
     And that's how we spend the night!=0A=
=0A=
     It was late the next morning before I'm finally freed and=0A=
ordered to kneel before her as she sits regally on the edge of the=0A=
bed.=0A=
=0A=
     "All right," she says, "I'm gonna try to make it out of this=0A=
house of kink.  And you better hope I make it, `cause if anything=0A=
goes wrong, I'll just spill it all to your girlfriends --=0A=
understand, White Boy?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Y-Yes, Mistress."=0A=
=0A=
     "Say!  What's that between your legs?  Why, it's hard!  This=0A=
stuff must really excite you."=0A=
=0A=
     "N-No Mistress!  It's just..." How can I explain that after=0A=
the bizarre teasing I've been through, that the nearness of this=0A=
powerfully feminine woman, even under these awful circumstances, is=0A=
terribly exciting?=0A=
=0A=
     "Well, I just think I'll make sure you don't go playing with=0A=
yourself.  Get in that doorway over there... now spread `em!"=0A=
=0A=
******=0A=
=0A=
     And that's how Sonia and Evelyn find me, bound spread-eagle in=0A=
the doorway, when they call Lena for breakfast.=0A=
=0A=
     Both girls are freshened up from their exertions and=0A=
excitingly clad in outfits that leave me groaning with desire.  And=0A=
I'm still in misery an hour later, after Lena leaves and they come=0A=
back for me.=0A=
=0A=
     "Please."  I beg.  "I've told you what you wanted.  Please let=0A=
me go."=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia smacks my poor tender bottom with a bent up coat hanger=0A=
and snarls:=0A=
=0A=
     "Yeah!  Real cute!  Only your boss' files are no good without=0A=
your personal counter-code.  Now, do you want to give us that, or=0A=
do I give you more of this?"=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!WHACK!=0A=
=0A=
     I hadn't counted on this.  I knew all along that they wouldn't=0A=
get any of the really important stuff without James Parry's=0A=
counter-codes (which I had just changed), but I figured by the time=0A=
they caught on to that, I'd be long gone.  Only now they want the=0A=
rest of it, and I wonder what they'll do to get it.=0A=
=0A=
     WHACK!WHACK!WHACK!!!!!=0A=
=0A=
     Suddenly, Evelyn is close in front of me.  Excitingly close,=0A=
teasing and caressing as she whispers:=0A=
=0A=
     "Tell you what:  just give us the codes and you can have us=0A=
both.  Mmmmmm, I can tell that excites you.  Well?  NO!  What's the=0A=
matter?  Don't you want us?"=0A=
=0A=
     "I'll bet he prefers guys!"  Sonia giggles.=0A=
=0A=
     "Is that it?"  Evelyn nuzzles my neck.  "Would you like us to=0A=
pretty you up and bring in a couple of men to party with you?"=0A=
=0A=
     "No!  No please!  Just pleeese let me go!"=0A=
=0A=
     "No way, Sweetie!"  Sonia says.  "You're just too sweet and=0A=
sexy for us to ever let loose!"=0A=
=0A=
     Tell you what," Evelyn smiles, "how about if I give you some=0A=
nice clothes to wear?  Then will you tell us?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Wh-What kind of C-Clothes?"=0A=
=0A=
     "You'll see, Sweetie!"=0A=
=0A=
     They release my arms and lace my hands tightly into a single=0A=
mitten, bent up behind me and tethered to a tight leather collar=0A=
around my neck.=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia unties my ankles from the door frame and leads me over=0A=
to the same chair I was tied in last night.  Now, however, I must=0A=
kneel in front of it and put my face in the seat while Evelyn=0A=
busies herself above me, lacing a strong leather belt crushingly=0A=
tight around my waist.=0A=
=0A=
     "Now let's see about putting you in a nice position," she=0A=
muses.=0A=
=0A=
     A stout leather cord runs down from the front of the belt,=0A=
through my crotch, and up between my ass-cheeks, through a metal=0A=
ring at the back, then down to the fetters at my ankles.=0A=
=0A=
     "See how cute!"  Evelyn teases.  "It keeps you kneeling=0A=
sweetly, showing off your breasts and butt for your future=0A=
boyfriends."=0A=
=0A=
     "Please...not that...I couldn't face..."=0A=
=0A=
     "You won't have to face it."  Sonia puts blinders over my=0A=
eyes.  Now, not another word until we give you permission to tell=0A=
us the counter-codes."=0A=
=0A=
     And she clamps my tongue in a strong leather clip, forcing me=0A=
to hold open my mouth and stick out my tongue.=0A=
=0A=
     Blind, immobilized, and totally vulnerable, I kneel on the=0A=
carpeted floor...hear the clicks of Sonia approaching me from=0A=
behind in her high heels...smell her perfume...hear the terrifying=0A=
"Swissh!" of the paddle...and then...=0A=
=0A=
     SMACK!=0A=
=0A=
     It's awful.  By now my poor ass is so sensitive that any=0A=
contact at all is sheer agony.  And Sonia is pounding me with all=0A=
her strength!=0A=
=0A=
     "NNNLLRRGGHHH!"=0A=
=0A=
     I want to beg for mercy, but the tongue clamp makes my speech=0A=
totally unintelligible.=0A=
=0A=
     "What was that?"  Sonia asks sweetly.  "Did you say <SMACK!>=0A=
you want to give us those codes?"=0A=
=0A=
     Yes, yes!  I thought. I'll tell you anything, everything!=0A=
=0A=
     But all that came out was "Gggglleffffhhhgg!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Sounds to me like he's asking for more of this treatment." =0A=
Evelyn smirks from somewhere across the room.=0A=
=0A=
     SMACK!=0A=
=0A=
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Hostile Takeover -- Part 2=0A=
by She-Devil=0A=
=0A=
*****=0A=
=0A=
     "Gloobahgh!  Gloobagh!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Hear that?  He said he wants to be all pretty for his=0A=
boyfriends!"=0A=
=0A=
     "How sweet," Evelyn laughs, "let's get started."=0A=
=0A=
     The maddening tongue clamp remains in place...but that's all,=0A=
as the gleeful tormentresses replace my ankle cuffs with silk=0A=
stockings, tied tightly around my ankles and thighs.  My leather=0A=
belt and mitten are exchanged for a strong red taffeta apron,=0A=
lashing my wrists behind me..and my head is bent painfully back by=0A=
an ingenious ribbon arrangement that laces in my hair and upper=0A=
arms, pulling my shoulders back and chest out as Sonia tugs=0A=
playfully on the free end.=0A=
=0A=
     Evelyn leans back against a mirror, legs spread wide.=0A=
=0A=
     "Know why we took off the blinders, pet?"  she teases.  "So=0A=
you can see how sweet you look.  Crawl up between my legs now, and=0A=
get a good look at yourself, you little Sissy!"=0A=
=0A=
     It's horrid!  Smooth-skinned, hair-ribboned, and ass-nude=0A=
except for that humiliating apron, I crawl to the commands of these=0A=
cruel dominas..and worse yet, they make sure that beneath the apron=0A=
I'm still embarrassingly erect, teasing me with their lush bodies=0A=
and the smooth, rustling taffeta over my privates until I could=0A=
weep with shame.=0A=
=0A=
     "Hmmm," Sonia muses brightly, "if just this apron gets him all=0A=
excited, I wonder what a little more feminization will do for him?"=0A=
=0A=
     "One way to find out!"  Evelyn laughs.=0A=
=0A=
     Laughing merrily, they deck me out in crushingly tight pink=0A=
silk panties... thigh length dark hose... see-through peach-colored=0A=
nightie.  Black satin garterbelt... black patent pumps with six=0A=
inch heels, painfully small... a strong black waist cinch laced=0A=
breathtakingly snug about my middle... Evelyn pulls this as tight=0A=
as she can, then ties my elbows to it with ribbons.=0A=
=0A=
     Now they start in on me with makeup:  Eye shadow and long,=0A=
dark lashes... Eyebrows plucked into a high quizzical arch...=0A=
rouged cheeks... bright red lipstick in a cute pout... shimmering=0A=
curls in my hair... and earrings.=0A=
=0A=
     Now they dress themselves in revealing swimsuits, with high-=0A=
cut bottoms and low-cut tops that spill out their abundant charms. =0A=
Sonia is just fastening her tiny bra for maximum effect, when=0A=
Evelyn removes my tongue clamp -- at last! -- and leads me up to=0A=
her.=0A=
=0A=
     "Look at you!"  Sonia sneers, "aren't you just sooo sweeet!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well?"  Evelyn prompts.  "Are you ready to give us what we=0A=
want?  Or do we call in every guy and gal in your office to see you=0A=
like this?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Yeah!"  Sonia adds, "I hear there's going to be a big=0A=
Stockholder's Meeting in a few days.  Would you like us to parade=0A=
you around in front of them this way?"=0A=
=0A=
     The Stockholder's Meeting! I think, Maybe there's a chance for=0A=
ma after all!  If I can just give these fiends what they asked for=0A=
and find out who the mysterious `Gwendolyn' is behind all this,=0A=
then maybe, just maybe, I can get back to my normal appearance and=0A=
show everyone at the meeting the lengths this person (whoever it=0A=
is) has gone to, to get control of the company.  It's my only hope!=0A=
=0A=
     "Pease!" I say, "I-I know I'm in no position to make deals=0A=
with you... but if you'll just promise to let me go before that=0A=
meeting... and tell me who you're working for... I'll tell you=0A=
everything you want to know and I'll pay you twice whatever you're=0A=
getting now!"=0A=
=0A=
     And, to my surprise, they accept!=0A=
=0A=
     I spend the next few hours at the vanity table, writing out=0A=
the last access codes and account numbers I know. Then they make me=0A=
sign "my boss'" name (actually my own!) to various documents.=0A=
=0A=
     "Of Course,"  Sonia explains, "Once these papers are taken to=0A=
Court, the handwriting analysis will show their forged -- and that=0A=
you did them!  But by that time, we'll have taken everything we=0A=
need from your boss' Stocks, Bank Accounts, even his apartment!=0A=
=0A=
     I try to disguise my own handwriting, but they have me sign so=0A=
many, many things that... when I finally finish, I've given up=0A=
almost everything I own to these women... but I keep telling myself=0A=
I can get it all back if I just get to that meeting.  And this=0A=
looks like my only way of doing it!=0A=
=0A=
     But the release I hoped for so desperately doesn't come! =0A=
Instead, Sonia gathers up all the papers and takes them off "to=0A=
show Gwendolyn" while Evelyn changes into a form-fitting leather=0A=
cat-suit and proceeds to lace a curious pair of satin gloves up my=0A=
arms, nearly to my shoulders.=0A=
=0A=
     "You'll like these," she smiles, "they have eyelets, laces,=0A=
and snaps all over, so I can put those soft, weak arms of yours in=0A=
dozens of positions -- see?'=0A=
=0A=
     She laces them cruelly behind me, so that my elbows nearly=0A=
touch.  Then she changes my silken corset and stockings for leather=0A=
ones.=0A=
=0A=
     "But-but I thought you were going to let me go!" I protest.=0A=
=0A=
     "This is what you get for thinking!" She straps a leather gag=0A=
between my teeth!=0A=
=0A=
     As she moves about me, changing my bondage, her soft leather=0A=
costume keeps brushing over my bare shoulders and chest, her gloved=0A=
fingers toy with my nipples and tickle my armpits teasingly ...=0A=
=0A=
     "Whew!" She says at last. "This cat-suit is hot! I'm really=0A=
working up a sweat in here.  Hope you appreciate it, because I'm=0A=
doing it just to get it ready for you!"=0A=
=0A=
     Does she really mean to put me into that?  I want to scream,=0A=
but all I can do is drool helplessly into the leather strap as=0A=
Evelyn undresses before my eyes.=0A=
=0A=
     "Time for me to freshen up," she says, "and you can help."=0A=
=0A=
     She lays me on the carpet .. none too gently! .. and=0A=
rearranges my bonds ("See how handy this is?") until my legs and=0A=
arms are braced beneath me, arching my chest upwards.  She stands=0A=
over me for a minute then, an incredible sight in heels, hose, and=0A=
garterbelt, proceeds to use me as her makeup bench!=0A=
=0A=
     "Mmmm," she sighs, running a comb through her raven black=0A=
tresses.  "You sure are comfy with that smooth chest of yours."=0A=
=0A=
     She wiggles her bare bottom across it for emphasis until I=0A=
think I'll faint with desire, either that or shame!=0A=
=0A=
     "But just wait till Sonia and I make it even cushier!  Oh,=0A=
there she is now.  Back already. Nice as this is, I'd better get=0A=
dressed."=0A=
=0A=
     "How'd it go darling?'=0A=
=0A=
     Evelyn kisses her girlfriend passionately as they meet.  From=0A=
my position on the floor, the sight of them -- Evelyn in sensuous=0A=
lingerie and Sonia, her hair in a bun, wearing a clinging silk=0A=
dress, embracing like that -- is overpowering!=0A=
=0A=
     "Perfect!"  Sonia smirks down at me when they finally break=0A=
for air.  "Gwendolyn says we have everything we need, and the=0A=
signatures James here put on those forms worked just fine at his=0A=
boss' bank.  There was no problem at his lawyer's office either. =0A=
And I see you've started putting him  in the Transformation=0A=
Outfit!"=0A=
=0A=
     They rearrange my bonds yet again, so that I stand helpless=0A=
before them.  Evelyn takes the gag from my mouth and plants a long,=0A=
deep kiss (just like she'd given Sonia) on my lips.=0A=
=0A=
     "Not a word from you now," she cautions.  "Just stand there=0A=
and think about how your boss will know you've betrayed him, James! =0A=
Only it'll be too late for either of you to do anything about it!"=0A=
=0A=
     "He'll return from vegas to find himself locked out of his=0A=
computer files, his bank accounts drained, credit cards=0A=
cancelled... even his cars and apartment gone!  And he'll know that=0A=
you were responsible!"=0A=
=0A=
     Of course, they don't know they're actually talking to the guy=0A=
they've done this to... they still think I'm just James Parry! =0A=
But, as they outline all they've done to me, I can't help a shiver=0A=
of dread!=0A=
=0A=
     But, as they talk, they are encasing me in, bit by bit, in=0A=
Evelyn's leather cat-suit!=0A=
=0A=
     "That's right James, you're the fall guy in this whole=0A=
takeover bid.  You could go to jail for years for what you've done. =0A=
Wouldn't that be fun?  A nice sweet femmish thing like you, locked=0A=
up in prison with all those bad boys."=0A=
=0A=
     "I think the idea excites him."  Sonia strokes my chest and=0A=
giggles at the straining bulge in the terribly tight leather=0A=
panties they laced on me.=0A=
=0A=
     "Well, were going to keep you out of jail, James."  Evelyn=0A=
begins lacing a multi-layered punishment hood over my head.  "We'll=0A=
keep the authorities from finding you... in fact, when we're=0A=
through, no one will even recognize you...."=0A=
=0A=
     Her last words are muffled by flaps over my ears.=0A=
=0A=
     Sightless, deaf, hampered, and totally helpless, I feel them=0A=
urge me this way and that with cruel slaps to my bottom as they=0A=
cover me in layer after layer of tight leather...=0A=
=0A=
     Gradually, inexorably, I feel myself growing more and more=0A=
encased in leather.  Cut off from sight and sound, able to feel=0A=
only muted physical contact through my strong, supple covering, it=0A=
seems my sense of touch grows more and more intense... or maybe=0A=
it's my imagination!=0A=
=0A=
     Whatever the case, I seem to feel silken lingerie brush=0A=
against my hidebound form as someone (Sonia?) laces me into what=0A=
feels like a leather dress!  It keeps my legs straight, arms=0A=
extended, bent forward with my chest out and bottom protruding...=0A=
and I even feel something odd against my hampered arms -- almost=0A=
like breasts!=0A=
=0A=
     Time slowly loses meaning for me as I feel myself suspended in=0A=
some bizarre arrangement -- for how long?  I have no way of=0A=
knowing.  All I know is the touch of female hands on my helpless=0A=
form as Sonia and Evelyn remove bits and pieces of my leather=0A=
cocoon now and again to attend to my needs.=0A=
=0A=
     Creams and lotions rubbed on my skin, some bland, medicinal=0A=
tasting goo they feed me with, smarting injections in my chest and=0A=
ass, and humiliating enemas.=0A=
=0A=
     With my heightened sense of touch, it almost seems I can tell=0A=
what they're wearing... is that a low-cut leather dress with tight=0A=
skirt and bodice?... a bare breast on my face as Evelyn administers=0A=
another shot?=0A=
=0A=
     One thing I know I can feel: the mocking eyes and cruel smiles=0A=
of my sexy captresses as they ply and mould my body to their whims=0A=
and wishes!  I can't hear, yet my ears ring with taunting remarks=0A=
and giggles of amusement at my plight.=0A=
=0A=
     And the feeling of being watched -- constantly watched -- like=0A=
some animal in a laboratory!=0A=
=0A=
     But the day of my release comes at last!  I feel myself being=0A=
lowered from my suspension, and, bit by bit, the layers of leather=0A=
unlaced and peeled from my body until I can stand up and remove the=0A=
rest myself.=0A=
=0A=
     "Okay," Sonia said. "You're ready to meet Gwendolyn!"=0A=
=0A=
     Meet Gwendolyn!  But-But I never planned on... Quickly I=0A=
remove the blindfold from my eyes.=0A=
=0A=
     And gasp -- through my gag! -- at the sight that meets me in=0A=
the mirrored walls!  It's a female!  A woman!  With big rounded=0A=
breasts and buttocks bubbling out of her leather casing.  But, this=0A=
can't be me!=0A=
=0A=
     Sonia is talking to someone, off in a corner, someone whose=0A=
dark suit seems vaguely familiar.  But they have their backs to me,=0A=
and I'm too busy peeling off the layers of leather clothing, hoping=0A=
against hope that what I see is just an illusion!=0A=
=0A=
     Whew!  There, inside the silk panties, I at least find=0A=
evidence of my manhood -- much smaller than I remembered, but at=0A=
least it's there!=0A=
=0A=
     But that's scant consolation as my disbelieving eyes take in=0A=
the rest of me!  Massive breasts, firm and well-shaped... soft=0A=
round bottom, all pink and swollen, now covered by the wispiest of=0A=
silk panties... long, gorgeous legs... beneath the tight rubber=0A=
bathing cap, a cute face, long-lashed eyes wide with wonder at the=0A=
sight...=0A=
          I'm still paralyzed with shock at my transformation when=0A=
Evelyn steps up behind me and ties my wrists and elbows together.=0A=
=0A=
     "There now," she smiles, running her eyes over my displayed=0A=
figure, "you're all set to meet Gewndolyn."=0A=
=0A=
     Suddenly the dark-clad man in the corner turns to me, smiling. =0A=
And my tummy flutters in amazement -- it's James Parry!=0A=
=0A=
     "Surprised to see me, Sweet?"  He walks over, staring lewdly=0A=
at me until I blush several shades of red, totally humiliated at=0A=
being seen -- like this! -- by a mere subordinate... and a swishing=0A=
fairy to boot!=0A=
=0A=
     "You though I was in vegas, eh?"  He steers me over to a=0A=
vanity table and seats me down on an odd stool, securing my ankles=0A=
to it before loosening my gag.  "Actually, I've been here the whole=0A=
time... stage managing all this."=0A=
=0A=
     "James!" Lips free at last, I sputter in indignation.  "So=0A=
you're GWENDOLYN!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Wrong, Darling," he removes my bathing cap and sets little=0A=
hooks in my short blonde hair as he explains.  "I'm Kibo, YOU'RE=0A=
Gwendolyn! A cute, little, oh-so-feminine serving girl!  You'll=0A=
look so sweet when we get you decked out in the blonde wig and the=0A=
short black silk Maid's Outfit; I even have a little cap and apron=0A=
for you!"=0A=
=0A=
     "B-But why?"  I shiver helplessly as his soft hands bust=0A=
themselves all over me. "I always tried to be nice to you!  Why do=0A=
you hate me so?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Actually, I kind of like you,"  he says, matter-of-factly. =0A=
"Even though I knew right from the start that I could do a much=0A=
better job running the Company than you could.  So I arranged this=0A=
little Take-Over as a sort of Retirement Plan for you;  You'll lose=0A=
your job, of course, just as you've lost everything else you own,=0A=
soon as the Stockholder's Meeting gets underway.  But you'll have=0A=
whole new career lined up -- as My Serving Girl!"=0A=
=0A=
     It just gets worse every minute!=0A=
=0A=
     James pins a soft blonde wig in my hair... puts me in a black=0A=
net foundation that emphasizes my breast and butt shamelessly...=0A=
then proceeds to lace me into a crushingly tight corset!=0A=
=0A=
     Evelyn, dressed bizarrely in a low-cut black silk blouse and=0A=
tan leather jodhpurs, holds me still as James continues my=0A=
transformation.=0A=
=0A=
     "Don't you look darling?"  she teases.  "I've heard of top=0A=
executives having a golden parachute, but Honey, yours is going to=0A=
be black satin!"=0A=
=0A=
     "B-But you promised," I fight back tears of humiliation.  "You=0A=
said you'd see to it that I made it to the Stockholder's Meeting!"=0A=
=0A=
     "And so you shall," she smiles wickedly.=0A=
=0A=
     And so I do.=0A=
=0A=
     Dressed as a docile little Maid, in a tight skirt of black=0A=
satin, with matching blouse, and a cute little apron and cap!=0A=
=0A=
     Perched on painfully uncomfortable high heels, I must stand=0A=
dutifully by and watch James sell himself into my old position...=0A=
with the help of just about everyone I ever trusted! I just watch,=0A=
praying that I won't be recognized as he picks up all the marbles. =0A=
I'm afraid to even speak!=0A=
=0A=
     Then, afterwards, I have to circulate among the big-wigs,=0A=
serving drinks while Evelyn keeps a close eye discreetly on me,=0A=
just hoping for any signs of rebellion.=0A=
=0A=
     But I work quietly and dutifully, like a good little Maid,=0A=
serving and smiling, and enduring lewd little pats and sly pinches=0A=
as I make my way among the successful men and women who fill the=0A=
room.=0A=
=0A=
     At last it's over, and James, Sonia, and Evelyn gather around=0A=
me.=0A=
=0A=
     "Well, Little One," James leers, "what now?  Are you ready to=0A=
become my obedient Maid?  Do you want to go back to Sonia and=0A=
Evelyn?  Or shall we find something else for you?"=0A=
=0A=
     "P-Please," I stammer, "I don't want to go back with them! =0A=
And I just couldn't be your Maid!  Isn't there something else? =0A=
Some other way?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Well,"  James rubs his chin thoughtfully, "there might...=0A=
say," He turns to Sonia and Evelyn. "Do you girls still have that,=0A=
uh, thing on for tomorrow?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Sure do," Sonia beams, "remember you-know-who?  She'll be=0A=
there."=0A=
=0A=
     "Perfect!" James exclaims, turns back to me. "How's this; in=0A=
exchange for a certain small consideration, I'll fix it so that you=0A=
don't have to serve me or Sonia or Evelyn here!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Uh," heart pounding underneath my satin blouse, I squirm=0A=
uncertainly, "uh-what's the consideration?"=0A=
=0A=
     "I merely want you to sign over all of your remaining assets=0A=
to us, to dispose of in any manner we wish."=0A=
=0A=
     I consider this quickly; let's see, they've already taken my=0A=
job and everything I own!  What more could they want from me? =0A=
Well, whatever it is...=0A=
=0A=
     "That can't be much,"  I say at last, "all right, I'll sign=0A=
whatever you wish."=0A=
=0A=
                         The next day...=0A=
=0A=
     "Step right up!"  Evelyn, wearing a kinky leather ensemble,=0A=
calls out to the bizarrely-dressed crowd, "Lot Number Three:=0A=
Gwendolyn!"=0A=
=0A=
     She gooses me, and I jump and blush furiously, feeling the=0A=
eyes of this outre crowd devour my scantily-clad form.  All I have=0A=
on is hose, heels, a waist cinching garterbelt, and a cute little=0A=
hair ribbon!  My breasts, butt, and everything else is uncovered,=0A=
and I try desperately to shield my tiny male genitals --=0A=
embarrassingly erect -- from the laughing crowd.  Fortunately, my=0A=
hands are bound in front of me in a single mitten, so I have at=0A=
least this shred of modesty!=0A=
=0A=
     So this is what harold meant when he spoke of "disposing of my=0A=
remaining assets!"  I'd already lost my role in life, my house,=0A=
clothes and cars, my stocks and savings accounts.. even my former=0A=
masculine shape!  So the only thing left was...=0A=
=0A=
     "This curvy feminine body," Evelyn extols my assets to the=0A=
crowd. "Used to belong to a wealthy and powerful Male! Look at her=0A=
now! Helpless, feminine, and butt-naked!  Imagine the fun you'll=0A=
have, bending and molding him even further to your will!"=0A=
=0A=
     "But there's more!" Sonia, dressed in a skimpy bikini, pipes=0A=
up from the crowd and grins wickedly at me.=0A=
=0A=
     "Oh yes!"  Evelyn adds.  "This slave on my left: LENA! She's=0A=
a former employee of gwendolyn here, betrayed by him, back when he=0A=
used to look more manly, and now trapped into slavery... thanks to=0A=
him!  Think what fun you could have if you buy them both, watching=0A=
her make her ex-male, ex-boss pay for this fix she's in!"=0A=
=0A=
     Standing stoically next to me, Lena shoots me a dead-pan look=0A=
that send shivers all over my bare body!=0A=
=0A=
     "Sounds interesting," James calls out, "but I only want the=0A=
blonde!"=0A=
=0A=
     "I want them both!" another man now. "It would be a kick to=0A=
watch this former man turned into the female slave of a female=0A=
slave!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Now, now," Evelyn replies. "They're sold individually, not as=0A=
a set!  What am I offered for Gwendolyn here?"=0A=
=0A=
     "Five Thousand!" the man calls out.=0A=
=0A=
     I wait for James to bid, but he says nothing!=0A=
=0A=
     "Please," I beg him. "Don't let that man buy me and put me=0A=
with Lena.  She'll kill me!"=0A=
=0A=
     "What's that, Sweetie?" he teases, "I can't hear you!"=0A=
=0A=
     So I have to squat down there one the stage, barely able to=0A=
balance in the heels, feeling my tits and ass jiggle and sway=0A=
wildly as I plead.=0A=
=0A=
     "Hmmm," he grins even wider, "you certainly do beg prettily! =0A=
But I thought you said you `just couldn't' serve me!"=0A=
=0A=
     "Oh, but I can!  I will!"  I realize that I'm begging for my=0A=
very life here.  =0A=
=0A=
     "I'll serve you oh-so-sweetly Master, and let you show me off=0A=
to your friends and u-use my breasts and b-bottom and lips and just=0A=
be devoted to you!  Please let me work for you! Please, Sir!"=0A=
=0A=
     "You know," he says, "that sounds kind of familiar!  And you=0A=
were going to let me work for you -- weren't you?  Tell you what:=0A=
get up and dance for everyone, so I can get a good look at how=0A=
silly and feminine you are now.  Dance real pretty, and I'll see=0A=
about bidding for you."=0A=
=0A=
     Terrified, desperate, I stand up and start dancing about,=0A=
kicking up my long, shapely legs, shaking my wide feminine hips=0A=
wildly, puckering up my pouty, red lips into a ribald kiss, and=0A=
trying to forget how much of myself I'm showing off to everyone...=0A=
trying to ignore the howls and laughter every time they get a=0A=
glimpse of my tiny man-parts... trying as hard as I can to make=0A=
this little faggot want to *OWN* me!=0A=
=0A=
     The bidding increases and I dance even harder, the noise of=0A=
the laughing crowd ringing in my ears as my long blonde hair=0A=
swishes about my bare shoulders...=0A=
=0A=
     "SOLD!"=0A=
=0A=
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