Hermaphrodite Obsessions
Keywords: Obsessions, Hermaphrodite,
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"This is Dee."
"Ah," the man grinned a toothy grin."My mistake. So sorry. Please, Dee, come this way."
The way the man said his fem name sent a chill up Dee's spine. He shuddered, looked frozen in fear for a moment, before following that huge frame into another room. Gina followed.
"Are you in the lifestyle?" The man in drag asked Gina as she accompanied the group into a room that looked like it was set up for surgery.
"Lifestyle? I'm not sure what you mean," Gina answered her coyly.
The man snorted, and tip-toed back to the store on his heels.
"My name is Max," the man said. "Do you have the rings?"
Dee handed him the diamond studs that Gina had picked out.
"Very nice," Max grunted. "Please....sit."
Dee looked at the chair that Max indicated. There were straps on it to hold one's hands and feet still. Dee shuddered, and looked to Gina, who nodded her assent. Dee settled into the bondage device reluctantly, her hands visibly shaking.
Max strapped his arms and legs to the chair.
"Um....is this really necessary? I mean...people get thier ears pierced every day at the mall without..."
"Dee, just sit tight and relax, honey," Gina cut him off. "I'm sure that Mr. Max knows exactly what he's doing." she turned to Max. "Isn't that right, sir?"
"Absolutely," the big man exclaimed, while buckling the straps onto Dee's arms and legs. He seemed oblivious to Dee's erection in her pink panties. "Do you have the other ring?"
"Yes," Gina answered, placing a ring into his massive palm.
"Hey! Wait a minute! What other ring, Gina?"
She pulled out the list of rules, written in Dee's own hand, and held it out in front of him.
"Please read this out loud for me, Dee."
Dee started to sweat as he saw the predicament he'd placed himself into. He squirmed uncomfortably in the chair.
"Should I just go, and leave you to Max' and Tracy's tender mercies, Dee?"
"No," Dee responded. He was crushed. There was no way out for him. Max knew! That transvestite Tracy must know, too! He felt so betrayed! "Please, Gina," he begged. "Don't do this to me!"
"Read it. Out loud...NOW!!!!"
Tears streaming down his face, Dee read the words in a whisper.
"Rules," he stammered. "Number one...Gina makes the rules, and must be obeyed...Number two..."Dee sniffed."Every morning, I must shave my entire body..." he shuddered "...rouge my nipples, and give myself an enema." Gina and Max watched as a tear ran down Dee's cheek. "Number three...I must always wear stockings and panties under my male clothes, and whenever I am off work, I must dress as your girlfriend. That is to include make up, bra with breast forms, wig, painted nails, and heels, which must be at least three inches high. Number four...all of my free time belongs to Gina, and she wants me to be pretty. The only time I may dress as a man is when Gina says so, or when I am working."
Just then, Max held the piercing gun to Dee's left ear, and snapped the diamond stud through the lobe. Dee winced in shock, but felt no real pain. She looked at Gina with tears running freely down her face as Max moved to the other side, and repeated the action on her right earlobe.
Max then stepped away for a moment, returning with something he put onto Dee's neck. It fit very tight, and Dee found that she could not turn her head, or look down or up.
"This is a neck corset," he explained. "It's used to train a slave to hold her head up, rather than looking down in shame. It's also useful at times like this, Dee."
Gina opened her purse, and took out a pair of scissors, and handed them to Max. He then proceded to snip off all of Dee's clothes, cutting carefully up the sides of the bound shaved form of Gina's new girlfriend, exposing the stockings and panties underneath the male garments. He even ruined her pretty pink bra.
"Gina, PLEASE!" Dee was squirming a bit, now.
"Tracy, would you come back here, please?"Max ordered into the intercom near the bondage chair. "And bring me a gag for this slut."
Dee was paralyzed with fear, now, as Max ran extra straps around her torso, buckling them in place tightly, so that Dee couldn't move or wriggle at all. Her eyes watched Gina as Tracy entered the room, holding a package out to her boss.
"Please put it on her, Tracy," Max ordered softly.
Gina stood there, not showing any emotion at all, watching as the masculine tranny went to Dee, and placed a cock-shaped gag in her mouth, pulled the straps behind her head, and tightened it in place.
"Now, let's try this one more time, shall we?" Max grinned into her face, and Dee blushed as she felt, but could not look down to see him fondling her nipples. "Nice. Are you sure we can't pierce them," he asked.
"Not yet," Gina replied, to Dee's obvious relief. "Just that one, for now. Although I'm pretty sure that we'll be back soon for that tongue ring."
Dee felt Max' big warm hands run down her torso. The chair then began to move, leaning back more and more, as Dee rode the machine helplessly. Some cold liquid was swabbed onto her belly, and then....pain!!!!!!!
'Omygodomygodomygod!' Dee thought. 'They're going to kill me!'
Dee heard a mumbled moaning in the background, not realizing it was herself. At some level in her mind, it sounded very erotic. Her cock rose of its own accord, in spite of her pain. Evidently, she was screaming as loud as she could, but the cock-shaped gag in her mouth kept nearly all the sound from escaping.
As suddenly as it started, it stopped. Well, it wasn't so sharp. The pain went down to a low ache.
Dee felt something cold on her belly. It moved as she breathed, and she was breathing very fast.
"Beautiful," Gina whispered, leaning in to look at the adornment they'd put through Dee's flesh just above her belly button.
"There, isn't that better," purred Tracy. stroking Dee's bare nipples. "May I?"
"Of course," Gina replied. Turning to Max, she said," I can't thank you enough, sir. It's truly beautiful. I'm sure Dee will agree when she sees it, won't you, dear?"
"Mmm-hmm," Dee mumbled around the plastic cock in her mouth.
"I think we can take this off, now," Max rumbled. "I trust we're done with the screaming and such?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"Good!" He nodded to Tracy, who removed the big rubber member from Dee's stretched lips.
Now Tracy was tonguing Dee's nipples, then sucking almost painfully hard on them. Dee groaned at the sensation, and squeezed her knees together, trying to keep the queen from touching her crotch. The straps on her legs kept her from accomplishing this, and her cock rose in spite of her embarassment. Tracy grinned up at her with his lips pursed at her nubbins, and Dee groaned in her humiliation.
Max removed the neck corset, and began to unstrap her arms and legs, and Tracy began to help.
When she was finally freed. Dee looked down to see her belly. There was a rather large stud through the skin just above her belly button. The lower part of it was looped, and there, dangling from that little loop, in 24k gold, was the word "SLUT." It was over two inches long, and would be obvious to anyone who looked, even from quite a distance away.
"Oh my god," Dee whispered.
"Like it, Dee? I sure do," Gina said.
Max went through a long list of instructions on the care of the piercings, and Gina made Dee listen carefully.
"Well, now, what will she be wearing home," asked Max in his deep voice.
Dee was wondering that very thing as well. She gasped when she saw the clothes that Gina pulled out of a bag.
There was a strapless bra, her huge breast forms, a tube top, a tiny little micro-miniskirt, and four inch heels, all in white.
"White, eh?"
"Well, Max, she is a virgin, you know," Gina laughed.
"A virginal slut! Mmmm! I'd love to be the one to fix that," exclaimed Tracy.
"Back to work, bitch!" Max slapped her ass, and Tracy stumbled off awkwardly on her high heels, laughing.
Dee went a deep red as Gina helped with the bra, and began to dress her in front of Max. Gina helped her insert the breast forms, stroking her bare midriff and telling her how proud she was of her new slut.
"Gina, I can't go outside like this," Dee whispered. "That lady down the hall from you will see me...or someone I know..."
"You have to learn to trust me, Dee," Gina replied. "Quit acting like you are so afraid, Dee. We all saw your hard on in your panties today." She kissed Dee's flushed cheek. "Your body tells me that you're enjoying all of these experiences. You're cock has been dripping all day!"
Dee couldn't respond. It was true. Her cock had been hard, almost from the time she sat in the chair. Her panties were still wet from her precum.
"Take off those wet panties," Gina ordered. " I want you to feel the breeze under your skirt."
"But what if I get hard? People will see!"
"I know, darling. But I need to see that you really do trust me. That you want to obey me. That you know I would never lead you into anything that you can't handle for me."
"I don't know if I can handle this, Gina. It's going so fast!"
Dee pulled off the damp panties, and handed them to Gina. A quick glance showed that Max was indeed watching, to her humiliation. Her cock rose in spite of her feelings, and she self-consiously pulled the hem of her skirt down to cover it. She felt that she probably looked as ridiculous as Tracy did, at that moment. She was a 5 foot 8 inch man in 4 inch heels dressed like a whore with his cock hardening and holding up the hem of his skirt.
Gina pulled Dee's platinum blond wig out of the bag, pinned it to her hair, and brushed it out. Then she told Dee to go to the bathroom with her make up kit, and to fix her face.
"And don't you even touch that hard cock in there, young lady!"
When she returned, clicking and clacking along in her heels, she heard them talking about her. She stopped next to Gina, her face made up like the whore she was dressed as.
"She could pass, you know," said Max, chuckling, " if she didn't have that hard on."
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Keywords: Obsessions, Hermaphrodite,