My New Life Ch. 03

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A new life for a closet sissy.
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Part 3 of the 3 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 12/17/2017
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The sunlight was creeping through the window as I woke up to what, I assumed, was the next day. As I laid there, I thought about what had happened the previous night with Veronica, Jerome and myself.

I was hoping it'd all been a dream, but my jaw ached from sucking Jerome's cock and having the ball gag in my mouth for such a long time. There was still a faint taste of Jerome's cum on my tongue and my ass was still extremely sore from Jerome fucking me senseless last night.

As I sat up, I felt different because the breast forms were still glued to my chest, my nails and toes were still painted, my cock was still caged, and I was still wearing the silver, hoop earrings. My cock ached from being in the cage, but there was nothing I could do because I didn't have the key.

As my eyes started to get used to the light, I started to look around the room and realized it wasn't my bedroom. That bedroom was much larger than my normal room and it was painted with very feminine colors.

As I got out of bed, I took a tumble because my knees and legs were very weak since I'd been tied up for most of the day, yesterday. I made my way over to the dresser, sat down, and stared at the mirror. However, staring back at me wasn't a man, but a woman with her make up destroyed from a night of sucking cock and being fucked.

As I sat there, broken and trying to figure out what I'd gotten myself into, I noticed another note from Veronica.

'Dear Stephanie,

I had such a great night last night with you and Jerome. Watching you suck his cock was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. After you passed out on Jerome's cock, we didn't want to wake you so we gently lifted you off and laid you down.

While you were sleeping, Jerome and I went back into the living room and talked. He has agreed to having you as our live in maid and fuck toy.

I'm sure, by now, you've realized you're not in our bed room.

After he agreed, we didn't want to wake you during the transport, so we gave you a powerful sedative. If you haven't figured out where you are, you'll find out soon enough.

Just remember, I love you and only want to give you what you've always wanted.

XOXOXOXOX,

Veronica'

I grabbed the note, crumpled it, and threw it against the mirror. I was so tired of those fucking notes and being drugged. That wasn't what I'd wanted at all. I only wanted my wife to understand why I liked to cross-dress and support me. Veronica had taken it too far, that time, so the next time I saw her, I was going to give her a piece of my mind!

Since I had nothing else to do, and I still looked like shit from the night before, I figured I should, at least, clean up. I went into the bathroom and noticed a shower and a big bath tub. On the sink was a bunch of feminine products, including makeup.

I walked over to look at all of the makeup and thought, 'it would be a girls dream come true to have all of this makeup'. I was in heaven for a split second until I realized...it was all for me! I had to get out of that predicament.

I decided to take a bath to try and relax as much as possible. I started the water, poured in some bubble bath, and pulled the auburn wig into a pony tail so as not to get it wet. I stepped in and, being as sore as I was, very slowly sunk into the water. The water rushed over me and I relaxed in the tub for about thirty minutes.

After I got out and dried off, I realized I didn't want to stay naked because I didn't know how long I was going to be stuck in that room. So, I went to the dresser to get some underwear and wasn't surprised when I opened the drawer to see it was filled with women's underwear.

It was mostly filled with sexy thongs and some panty hose. The next drawer had corsets of different colors and the final drawer had push-up bras of every color. I decided on a red, lacy, push-up bra and matching red thong.

I walked over to the closet and, when I opened the door, my jaw dropped. It was a huge, walk-in closet filled with everything a girl would want.

There were dresses for all types of occasions as well as skirts and tops. There was also a big shoe rack filled with shoes. I looked at them and realized they were all high heels well over five inches, except for a couple of more sensible two to three inch heels.

In addition, there were some different types of belts and a few purses. Next to those was a row of wigs of different colors, lengths, and styles. Since the auburn wig was still glued to my head, I skipped over them. In the middle, there was an island filled with jewelry.

However, what caught my eye was a rack filled with different costumes. Most looked like what you'd see in the sexy costume part of a Halloween catalog. Among the costumes, I noticed three (different colored) maid's uniforms...red, pink, and the normal black and white.

While looking at them, I remembered the part of the letter where Veronica said I'd be a live-in maid and that sent shivers down my spine!

I went back through all of the clothes and decided on a leather, black mini-skirt and a satin, white blouse. I added a metal chain, silver belt, and a pair of silver pumps with five inch heels. As I walked out of the closet, I noticed myself in the mirror and stopped to look.

I could tell it was me staring back, but barely. I saw the red bra through the blouse and the breast forms had spilled out over the top of the bra, which showed plenty of cleavage. I looked like an absolute slut.

After finished, I sat on the bed and waited for someone to come and let me out. After sitting there, for what felt like hours, the door finally opened and there was Veronica, dressed in her usual business attire.

"Hello, Stephanie!"

I just sat there and stared at her.

"I understand you're mad at me, but when I speak, you will address me. Is that understood?"

I got up and started to walk toward her, but stopped in my tracks when she pulled out a Taser, similar to what Beth had used on me, and she exclaimed.

"Good girl! It looks like you learned your lesson last night. Now, why don't you have any makeup on?"

"I don't know."

As she approached me, Veronica said.

"Well, that's not a very good reason, is it?"

"I didn't feel like..."

I couldn't finish my sentence because Veronica slapped me across the face. I was so taken aback, I tripped due to the heels I was wearing.

Veronica sternly told me.

"There's no excuse! Now go and put some makeup on before we go to see Jerome!"

I lowered my head and went to the bathroom to apply some makeup. I tried to remember how to put it on, as much as I could, from the night before with Beth while also using some memories of my past times dressing up. When I'd finished, I didn't look terrible, but not as good as the night before. I realized I was going to have to practice if I was to start passing as a female. I walked out, and Veronica gushed over me, as she said.

"You look so beautiful! Jerome and I are going to have so much fun with you!"

As we started to walk out, she stopped and handed me a silver, cuff bracelet and a two inch, silver, choker necklace and told me to put them on. As we walked, our heels clicked on the hard wood surface and echoed down the hall.

We entered a giant living room and walked over to where Jerome was sitting in a chair next to a beautiful fire place. As she sat on the arm of the chair next to Jerome, Veronica told me.

"Kneel!"

I had trouble with the heels, but managed to kneel in front of him, with my head down, as I tried to fight the tears that started to well up. Jerome bellowed!

"Look at this sexy slut!"

Jerome stood, walked over to me, lifted my chin up so I could look into his eyes, and said.

"I know this isn't what you want, but after talking with Veronica, we decided it's something you need."

I started to open my mouth, but Jerome slapped my face similar to how Veronica did...only harder!

"You will only talk when asked to! Is that clear?"

I nodded my head and he slapped the other side of my face, that time, causing me to start to cry.

"Bitch! You will answer me correctly!"

I whimpered between sobs.

"Yes, sir."

Jerome turned around, sat in the chair, and chuckled.

"Veronica, I don't know how you ended up with such a pathetic man in your life."

She laughed back.

"Well, I thought he was a true man, but it's obvious he isn't."

I looked up and saw Jerome running his hand up and down Veronica's leg and slipping it under her skirt to play with her pussy.

Veronica said (loud enough for me to hear).

"Jerome, you're getting me so hot! I want you to fuck me here!"

"In good time dear, but we need to get Stephanie situated, first, so she can start her training in the morning."

Jerome stood, motioned for me to do the same, and Veronica walked over to help me as she whispered.

"Don't do anything stupid and you won't get hurt."

I was told.

"You will follow behind us because you're not our equal."

As we walked through the house, Jerome started to explain all of my duties.

"You will wake up at six o'clock every morning, get dressed, and start preparing breakfast. You will be kneeling by our bed before I wake up at seven thirty. At that point, you will service me, or Veronica, or both of us, depending on our mood.

After servicing us, you will finish preparing breakfast and serve it to us. Once breakfast is over, we'll leave for the day to go to work, you'll be left here, and you will do all of the chores, including dishes, laundry (which also includes ironing), vacuuming, dusting, and picking up around the house.

You will have dinner started before we get home and you will be at the door to greet us. You will finish preparing dinner, serve it to us, and clean up afterward. At night, you will become our plaything unless we give you the night off, but that won't happen too often! There'll also be parties and you will be a server or, sometimes, the main attraction!"

We finally got to a door where Jerome stopped and asked.

"Are there any questions?"

I meekly replied.

"No, Master."

As he opened the door, he replied.

"Good."

We walked down the stairs and after he flipped on the lights, my jaw dropped...it was a BDSM dungeon/playroom! Shivers were sent up my spine as Jerome whispered into my ear.

"Some nights, we'll spend our time here."

Veronica stated.

"This will also be where you'll be punished for insubordination."

We turned around, went back up the stairs, and stepped out onto the back patio. I was offered a seat and sat down. Veronica and Jerome did the same on the other side. As we sat there, Veronica spoke up.

"Stephanie, I know this is a lot for you to take in, but I believe this is actually what you need and want. Starting tomorrow, you'll begin a hormone replacement therapy, as well as an exercise routine, because we want you down to one hundred fifty pounds. Jerome has also started to talk to a surgeon to get you breast implants. You'll start to let your hair grow out until, eventually, you won't need the wigs. We'll let you decide the eventual color of your hair."

I sat there, dumbfounded, because I couldn't speak! What could I say? If I'd spoken out of turn, I'd likely get slapped across the face. Eventually, Jerome said.

"Veronica, why don't we let Stephanie sit out here so she can process everything that's happened today?"

Veronica nodded, and they went inside. I continued to sit there as I tried to figure out what I was going to do because it appeared as if I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Then I remembered I was alone outside. I turned to look inside of the house and neither Veronica nor Jerome were in sight. I got up and started to slowly walk off of the patio and onto the back yard.

'There's no fence around the yard so I can make a run for it,' I thought to myself. I continued to walk away from the house and when I got about twenty-five yards away, with nobody chasing me, I took the high heeled shoes off, threw them to the side, and started a dead sprint with hopes of getting away.

When I was about fifty yards from the house, I felt a painful jolt around my neck. I fell to the ground, but got up and continued to run when another painful jolt hit me. That time, it took me longer to get up. I was able to take about another ten steps when the most painful of the three shocks hit me. I was unable to get up, that time!

As I laid there, Jerome and Veronica started to walk toward me and were smiling and laughing as if nothing had happened. Veronica said.

"You were right, Jerome! She did try to make a run for it. She didn't realize the bracelet I gave her, today, acts as a tracker and will signal a shock to be sent to the choker necklace, which I also gave her, when she gets too far from the house."

Jerome stated.

"It appears we get to break this bitch in, tonight, with the dungeon. You go back in and set it up, Veronica. I'll handle Stephanie."

Veronica turned around and started to go back into the house. Jerome turned to me, pulled out a needle and syringe, and inserted it into my arm. As I started to black out, I heard him say.

"You should've listened to Veronica when she said, 'don't try anything stupid'! You'll regret this."

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diane92374diane92374about 2 years ago

Pathetic story. Jerome, Veronica are criminals for kidnapping, rape and torture.

Dawn191270Dawn191270almost 6 years ago
Tired of the same crap

To me its wife husband , finds him cross dressing. Finds huge "real Man" fucks husband with a big big blah blah blah .. Its the same stuff .. Punish , teach to suck cock, then take one up the ass . yeh yeh yeh ..

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