Dominating Ken - Part II Bringing Out His Feminine Side

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Still stroking that cock slut?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes mommy I will."  

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yes. "

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

"Yes, mommy!  What is it?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes I am your princess."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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