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De Plane, Boss, De Plane 3/4 [TG, femdom]
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De Plane, Boss, De plane!
By Karen Albright
PART 2
CASE : TV004438
SUBJECT : Lance Henderson
NET WORTH : About $27,000,000.
HIS FANTASY : Seeking B&D scene with himself as masked dominant.
SITUATION : Medium size, attractive, 3 outstanding paternity
suits. Obnoxiously confident.
PLANNED : Dominate him. Turn him into a whore.
DISPOSITION : Retain.
ARRANGEMENTS: $500,000 conversion. $20,000 per week.
COMMENTARY : Complete realism with hypnosis, implants, and surgery.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT.
I was picked up by a striking but aloof bitch at the airport. She
carried my baggage to a jeep, and drove me to a large plantation house.
She rejected all of my suggestions that we have dinner together. In the
building, another striking woman met me, gave me coffee, and gave me an
"Experience Contract" to review and sign. I signed quickly, because my
attorney told me that he could get me out of anything. I was forced to
wait for a while, and then another beautiful woman, in a white coat,
arrived to interview me. I did not want to waste time with her, but she
reminded me that I had agreed to an initial evaluation, so we proceeded. I
could hardly wait to start my fantasy and domination all of these
beautiful
bitches.
After the interview, I became very groggy, and passed out.
MEDICAL NOTES: Complete Realism conversion. 12 days sedated in clinic
for transformation.
No nutrition, estimate 40 pound weight loss in 12 days. Goal is 125
pounds weight, and 25 inch waist.
Medications: Sedative including enzymes to increase subliminal
receptivity. Must enhance with unconscious shock treatments. Female
Hormone Z, Including accelerators with a 5 day period to full effect.
Triple dosage while sedated. Eroycin aphrodisiac on day 11 to accelerate
sex drive. Dermosol D to accelerate hair growth on head, shoulder length
in 6 days. Depilimycin to remove beard and body hair and to retard
further growth of same.
Surgery: Full silicone implants to a 37D. Liposuction of waist to 25
in.
diameter. Move some of abdominal tissue to hips to obtain 37 in.
diameter. Plastic surgery to face to reduce nose and ear size, and to
augment lips. Full sex change. Remove penis and testicles. Use skin flaps
to form false vagina. Move urethra to new opening behind new vagina.
Will need 5 days with form in vagina to maintain shape. 10 days full
convalescence while sedated. Arizona Clinic experimental hormonal
implants to provide continual female hormonal balance.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: A very difficult patient. Husky with strong
features. No past crossdressing. No homosexual tendencies. Therapy will
continue subliminal tapes to train in feminine behavior and
submissiveness.
Must augment with unconscious shock treatments, and mind-altering drugs
during sedation. Will have to monitor carefully.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT(cont.) I awoke with a horrible headache,
and with pains all over my body. It felt like I had just finished a full
workout. The room was dark, and I quickly found that I could not move
much. My arms, legs, and abdomen were restrained to the platform I felt
under me. The room was dark, and completely quiet.
Suddenly, I heard a loud voice say, "You may prepare for the day now",
and the restraints released.
Without any light, I could not see, but I sat up slowly. The headache
and muscle aches made it hard to concentrate, but everything felt strange.
I felt something brush against my back, and I reached up to rub my sore
arms. As I did so, my hand brushed against something, and I felt it in my
chest. I touched my chest and immediately felt two huge breasts. What
had
happened?
I felt a second time, and felt the same thing, and they were real,
because I could feel the sensation of my hands upon my nipples. I touched
my head, and felt long hair.
Just then, the lights came on, and the voice said, "You have 10 minutes
to get ready."
I looked around, and saw a small room, with a small dresser, and 3
doors. I stood up, and walked to the largest door to get out, but it was
locked. The second one opened to a small closet, which contained a few
woman's clothes, and the third went into a bathroom. I entered the
bathroom, turned on the light, and saw a beautiful woman looking back from
the mirror. Then I was really shocked. As a reflex, I reached between my
legs, and I felt nothing! My fingers moved further back, and they felt a
moist slit between my legs. I screamed and passed out.
I awoke on the platform again, but without the restraints. I sat up
again, and this time felt the weight of my large breasts settle on my
chest. Again the voice said "You have 10 minutes."
Ten minutes to what? I went into the bathroom to urinate, and
remembered that I had to sit down. As I sat, I again fondled my ample
breasts, and noticed that they were very sensitive. I then took a quick
shower, and dried myself as I walked into the room.
In the room, I was shocked to see another person. It was a tall,
blonde
woman dressed in thigh length black boots, a black corset with exposed
breasts, and long black gloves. She carried a small black riding crop.
"Lets go" she demanded.
"What is going on" I replied.
"No questions, you must get dressed immediately." she ordered.
I looked around, and saw a small pile of clothes on the dresser. I
picked them up and spread them on the bed. "Lets go!" she demanded again,
and she hit me with the crop.
I swung around quickly. No woman was going to hit me like that I
thought, but something inside me prevented me from taking action. She
moved
toward me, and held my arms tightly behind my back in a painfully high
position. "Lets go".
She released my arms. "Put on the clothes now!"
She reached over to me with a white corset like she was wearing. I put
it around my waist, and found it to be very tight. After I hooked it, she
reached behind me, and pulled quickly on the laces. That pulled it even
tighter around me so that it was hard to breathe. The tightening further
emphasized my sizeable breasts which stuck out of the top of the corset.
Then she handed me a pair on black, net stockings, which hooked to garters
on the corset. They were followed by black panties, a pair of 6 inch high
heels, and a very short black dress, with petticoats built in, and a
small,
white apron on the front. The last items were high heeled shoes that were
so high that I could barely keep my balance as I tried to walk in them.
When I finished, I looked like the classic French maid in pornographic
literature. The skirt barely covered my panties, and my breasts were
uncovered down almost to my nipples.
As I turned to her, the woman hit me again with the riding crop. "We
have work to do" she demanded. She grabbed my arms, and held them both
behind my back. I felt her wrap bands around my elbows, and then clip
something onto the bands. When she released my arms, I felt them held
together at the elbow behind me so that I could just get my hands in front
of me. Just as quickly, she attached bands to my knees, and hooked them
together so that I could take only short steps. She then turned, opened
the door, and motioned me to leave.
Outside, I was in a poorly lit corridor, and she pushed me to the
right.
We walked a ways with great difficulty. The combination of the knee
hobble, and the very high heels, caused me to continually stumble. Soon, a
set of stairs appeared. Again she pushed me toward them, and I moved as
quickly as my new shoes would let me.
Everything had happened so quickly that I still had not had time to
understand what was going on.
The stairs opened into a hall of what appeared to be a large Victorian
house. The walls here covered with a red, velvety covering, the woodwork
was almost black, and the furniture was the ornate sort of the late
1800's.
The woman led me down the hall, and into a large parlor. "Mistress Marion
awaits". she said as she stopped at the door and pushed me into the room.
I walked unsteadily through the door, and saw a large, attractive woman
sitting in an arm chair at the far end of the room. She had strikingly
long red hair, an unbelievable body with huge breasts that were
immediately
obvious through a silky robe that she was wearing.
"Come here, slave " she commanded.
Slave? What did she mean?
"Come here NOW" she said sternly.
I walked uncertainly toward her.
"So you are my new maid. How well prepared is she Helga?"
"Not well" was the reply from behind me.
"Well, we shall have to get right to work", the woman remarked.
She stood up, and I was even more overwhelmed. She stood over 6 feet
high with her high heeled boots, and the silk robe clung to her incredible
body. "Follow me." she commanded.
She walked quickly out of the room, and I struggled to keep up.
"Hurry"
she remarked without even looking.
We walked back down the hall, past the door I had entered through, and
to another door at the end. Helga hurried in front of the "Mistress" and
opened the door for her. We all went down a set of darkened steps into
what felt like a cool, damp basement.
I had considerable difficulty on the steep steps with the shoes and
hobble, and Helga kept prodding me with her riding crop.
The basement had huge stone walls flanking the corridor we entered. At
the end, Helga opened a massive oak door, and turned on the lights. As I
neared the door, taking many small steps to cover the distance, I could
see
nothing but a grey stone wall.
Once inside, I became very concerned. It was equipped with every type
of
bondage device imaginable. There were racks, horses, padded chairs,
leather items on the walls, and a single arm chair in one corner. The
mistress went to the chair, sat down, and said, "Lets get started Helga."
I could hardly react as Helga took my arms and pulled me into the
middle
of the room. There she put straps around my ankles, and clipped a chain
to
one ankle, and to a hook in the floor. Now I could not move very far in
any direction.
She then unhooked my elbows, and knees, and removed the straps.
"Take off your dress and panties." Helga commanded.
I had no choice. I pulled the dress up over my head, and removed the
petticoats from my waist. Now I was standing in just the corset,
stockings,
and shoes.
"Not bad looking" was the comment from the corner. "I am your new
mistress", she continued. You will ALWAYS call me Mistress, or Mistress
Marion. Do you understand?"
I could only nod before she spoke again. "You WILL do anything, and
everything, that we tell you to" she continued. "You must immediately
learn what pleases me, or we will make life very uncomfortable for you."
"What is going on....." I began, but was stopped by a sharp blow from
Helga's riding crop.
"Do not press your luck" the mistress said sharply. "Never address me
without saying Mistress first, and the same goes for Helga. You have no
purpose in life but to please me. Lets continue Helga."
I stood motionless as Helga approached. She unlaced the corset, and
replaced it with a lacy garter belt to hold up my hose. The then went to
a
table and selected a number of items.
The first thing that she did to me was to place a mask over my eyes.
It
was really a blindfold, which completely blinded me. Then there was a
pause, and I felt her squeeze my cheeks. "Open your mouth".
I opened my mouth, and immediately felt something being shoved into it.
It was a wrinkly feeling, rubbery object that completely filled my mouth
so
that I could not speak. It seemed hollow, because I could breathe air
through it. I then felt straps being attached behind my head, and then
tightened to force the gag further into my mouth.
There was another pause, and then Helga began to pull long gloves over
my arms. It felt like thin leather as it slid up past my elbows, and
began
to get tighter. The ends felt like gloves, as my fingers slipped into it.
The top tightened in my armpits. Then she pulled on the second one.
The gloves were followed by another corset, that felt much tighter that
the first one. Then I felt my arms pulled back again, and clipped to the
corset at the elbows. My hands were pulled in front of me, and hooked
together with a short chain.
Another pause, and then something cold touched one of my nipples. In a
second, it began to squeeze, and then became painfully tight.
Helga then seemed to be talking with the Mistress, and then I felt a
high collar being wrapped around my neck. It forced me to hold my head
very high and straight.
As this was going on, I had the first real opportunity to think about
my
situation. I was overwhelmed with the new sensations I felt. The cool
leather, the giggling breasts, the strain of the high heels, the pain of
my
constrained elbows.
Suddenly, the blindfold and gag were removed, but the blindfold was
quickly replaced with a tight, black hood over my entire face. The hood
seemed to have holes for my mouth, nose, and eyes, but Helga put patches
over the eye openings almost immediately. Now I was back in the dark
again.
"Lets see how good she is." the Mistress said suddenly.
I felt Helga push me towards the Mistress, and then force me down to my
knees. She then pushed me down onto my hands and knees, and further
toward
the woman in the corner. I had no idea where I was, until I began to
smell
the musky scent of a woman. Now I knew what she wanted. Helga's hands
pushed my head further, until my lips contacted hairs, and my nose was
overcome with the odor. "Lick" Helga commanded, and I responded
immediately.
Even in these stressful surroundings, the thought of kissing a woman's
cunt aroused me, but the feelings were different. I could not feel
anything
stiffen between my legs, just a warmth spreading over my body.
The riding crop suddenly hit my rear. "Faster, faster!"
My tongue moved as quickly as I knew how to. The moist cunt walls
tasted wonderful, and the odors increased my arousal. Suddenly, I heard a
moaning, and then the woman's thighs closed tightly around my head as she
shuddered to a climax.
There was a moment of silence, her thighs relaxed, and then a weak
voice
said "Wonderful".
I felt myself being pulled around, and then down toward the floor.
Quickly, I smelled another cunt, and felt the smooth, moist vagina with my
nose. I began lapping again.
Helga was far stronger, and more athletic. She wrapped her strong legs
around me, and her hips bucked and writhed, and I had trouble staying in
contact. Each time I lost contact, I felt the riding crop sting my ass
sharply.
I worked for a considerable time without any indication of results, and
then she started to moan. I increased my efforts, and she soon climaxed
with a loud moan as she squeezed my head with her strong thighs. By this
time, I was becoming uncomfortable in my restraints. The elbow restraints
made kneeling on hands and knees very painful, and I collapsed onto Helga
as she relaxed.
"Enough of this" remarked the Mistress. "Get her to work upstairs"
I heard the Mistress leave, and I felt helga stand up from under me.
"Get up!" she commanded, and I obeyed.
She removed the hood, and the elbow restraints, and gave me the maid
uniform. "Get dressed."
I dressed as quickly as my sore joints would permit, with Helga
prodding
me all of the time, and then followed her slowly back up the stairs.
She led me into the back of the house and pointed to a large closet.
"The equipment you will need is in there", she said. You are to dust and
vacuum the entire first floor. The punishment will be severe if you are
not
quick about it."
"But I am still restrained", I pleaded.
"So what, make do", she commented as she left.
I looked into the closet and found dust rags, a vacuum cleaner, and
many
other cleaning items. I took the dust rags, and a broom first, and began
to
work. The restraints made work difficult, because I could not get my arms
fully in front of my body, and I could walk only slowly. I began in a
small den, and worked carefully, but slowly around the floor.
With no one to bother me, I had an opportunity to reflect upon the
first
few hours. I was very puzzled. What had happened to my fantasy? Why was
I now a woman? What did it mean? I got no clues as I worked. I did
begin
to explore my new body. As I passed a large mirror in the hall, I stopped
briefly to look at myself. For the first time, I realized how attractive
I
actually looked. I seemed much thinner, with a slim waist, huge breasts,
and large hips. My face was much finer, with a smaller nose and ears. I
had shoulder length hair that swept across my shoulders as I worked. The
combination of the high heels, and the short skirt, provided a view of a
pair of very attractive legs.
The day went slowly, as I moved from room to room. Occasionally, Helga
would arrive, comment on my progress, and leave.
I saw it become darker outside, and concluded that it was evening.
Shortly thereafter, Helga came back. "Go wash and get dressed for
dinner."
she commanded. I put the equipment back, and walked with her to the room I
had awaken in. There she unlocked the restraints, removed them, and
locked
me in my room while saying, "You have 20 minutes to clean up."
I undressed quickly, and showered. In the shower, I had the first
opportunity to really explore my body. I felt my huge breasts, and the
nipples became hard as I did so. The sensations they gave me aroused me.
My hand then felt between my legs. As I had felt before, I found no trace
of any male genitals. Just a moist slit. I put my fingers into it, and it
felt good. I stroked for a while, and eventually had a climax. It felt
entirely different from what I had remembered. It was a warm wave that
swept through my entire body.
A voice then said "10 minutes", so I hurried. I dried myself off, and
found a pile of clothing on the bed. It was similar to the clothes I had
worn all day, with a corset, hose, panties, and a very short maid's dress
with billowy petticoats. The same high heel shoes sat next to the bed.
I dressed quickly, and felt a need to put on make-up. I went to the
dresser, and found some in the top drawer. I was surprised that I seemed
to know how to use it. I also combed my long hair to make it look better,
and waited for Helga.
"Lets go", boomed from the hall before I heard the door lock open. I
got up just as she walked in. Without a word, she took my arms, put on the
binders, and hooked them behind my back again. Then she hobbled my knees
again and said, "Follow me."
Downstairs, I found that the dining room was set for a full dinner for
one person. "You will wait on the Mistress," Helga announced as she led
me
into the kitchen. There I met the cook, who gave me the tray and food,
and
instructed me about how the Mistress liked to be served. I listened
intently, fearful of the consequences of failing, and then went to work.
Dinner went quickly. The cook had instructed me well, and I made only
a
minor mistake, which was not seen. After dinner, the Mistress said "Well
done."
"Thank you Mistress" I replied as she walked out.
"Lets go" was Helga's order, and she took me back to my room, and
locked
it. I was so tired that I took a soothing shower, and looked for
something
to sleep in. I found a sheer nightgown in the closet, and was aroused by
the smooth feelings it gave me as I pulled it on, and as I moved about the
room. I quickly fell asleep.
PSYCHIATRIC NOTES: Has withstood the first day well. Submissive
training seems better that expected. Must continue to monitor.
MEDICAL NOTES: Has held up well after surgery. Sex change work seems
good, climax achieved. Implants good, figure is as expected. Do not know
pain tolerance yet.
CLIENT DEBRIEFING TRANSCRIPT (cont.) My life soon fit into a pattern. I
would be awakened in the morning, dressed as a maid, and I would spend the
day, under Helga's watchful eyes, cleaning, serving meals, or attending to
the Mistress's sexual needs. Occasionally, I would be taken back into the
cellar, and put into various bondage devices.
I had never been permitted to have enjoyment in the presence of the
Mistress of Helga, so my only sexual relief came in the shower. The
Mistress heard me moan once while licking her cunt, and she suddenly said,
"It is time for the machine."
Helga smiled, and when I was through, she led me to the cellar. There,
I was undressed, and then tied on to a vertical rack-like device. It
spread my arms and legs out like an X. The Mistress said, "wait", and she
came over to me.
"Do you know that you are really very pretty?" she said.
"Thank you Mistress", I replied. She began to fondle my large breasts
until the nipples became very hard, and a warm sensation spread over them.
Helga then tightened the bonds until I was stretched tightly on the
device. She then rolled it away from the wall, and rotated it until I was
lying on my back.
The Mistress then took the opportunity to have me lick her to a climax
as I lay there.
"Go on" she said when she was finished.
Helga walked out of the room, and wheeled back a small motor driven
device on a pedestal. She adjusted the pedestal to be the same height as
the rack that I was on, and then hooked it to the bottom of the rack.
I could barely see what was happening because of the bondage hood that
I
wore that restricted my vision, and the collar that prevented me from
moving my head, but I could feel the motion of the devices as they were
being attached. I heard a motor start, and turn over slowly.
The Mistress then came to my head. "My slave", she started.
"We have deprived you of the great pleasures of being a woman too long.
It is time to let you enjoy yourself."
Helga seemed to laugh, and then I felt her hand in my crotch. She
seemed to be spreading something in my vagina. Then there was more motion
on the rack, and I felt something being pushed into my vagina. Other than
my fingers, I had had nothing in there, and the sensation of this large
object was very pleasurable.
It stopped just as it began to enter my cunt, and Helga giggled it some
more. "Are you ready slave?"
What could I say, so I responded "yes Mistress."
Then I heard the motor start, and I felt the object begin to move into
my vagina slowly. The sensation was incredible. I could feel it
stretching
the vagina walls, and sliding across the sensitive tissues. It seemed to
fill my whole insides as it continued to enter me. Then, the motion
reversed, and it began to withdraw. I did not want it to, the feelings it
gave me were new and wonderful. Then, the motion became faster, and
faster,
as the motor speed increased.
I was being fucked by a machine! And I loved the sensations. I began
to moan, and writhe as much as the rack would permit, and then I climaxed
with a huge sigh.
The machine stopped momentarily, and stayed off for what seemed like a
few minutes, and then it started again.
Again the sensations started. I was unaccustomed to being able to have
multiple orgasms, and this was a new feeling. The machine sped up again,
and I began to moan again. Soon I climaxed for the second time, and it
seemed to be better than the first time. Then the machine stopped.
"OH, don't stop", I moaned, and I heard the Mistress laugh.
The machine started a third time, and sped up even faster. I was
anticipating the feelings this time, and moved against the machine to
enhance them. Again I moaned, and then climaxed quickly after that.
The cycle kept repeating as I lost count. I was loosing control. I
would moan and move even before it started, and then I would move to
hasten
the upcoming climax, as the machine proceeded at its mechanical pace. The
pauses between motion seemed to shorten, until the machine ran
continually,
and I was almost crazy. I was moaning, and writhing uncontrollably.
Suddenly it stopped!
I moaned and moved, but to no avail. I began to beg. "Please Mistress!
Don't let it stop. I must have more!" I heard them both laugh because
they
knew that I was addicted. I would never forget the intense pleasure of the
organisms. They had control of me now!
"See what we can do", the Mistress commented. "We can repeat this if
you are a good slave."
I had no idea what would prompt it, or when it would occur, but I knew
that I had to obey them immediately from now on, on the slim chance that I
would again experience the machine.
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