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Another month rolled by and life was good. Aurora and I were closer than ever. I spent half my life as Chris and the other as Chloe. I saw Stephanie a few times, but not every week as I had before. Aurora became more dominant with Chloe, but she was equally submissive at the hands of Chris.

It was Saturday morning and I had stayed at Aurora’s apartment on the Friday. I had agreed to spend a whole weekend doing as she asked. I woke and quickly showered and performed my special ablutions. I inserted my butt plug, but left my cock free. I crawled into the bed and woke Mistress Aurora with oral sex.

I relished the audible soundtrack from my mistress as I pleasured her and the crescendo of her orgasm. She finally released me and I escaped from the bed clothes.

“Good morning,” Aurora greeted me.

“Good morning, Mistress Aurora, how may I please you today?”

“Let’s get you dressed, and then you can dress me.”

Aurora retrieved a box from her wardrobe. The first item was a latex blind fold.

“This is temporary while I dress you.”

I knelt and acquiesced. The blind fold was quickly in place and I could no longer see.

“Good girl.”

I have absolute trust in Aurora, but I was still apprehensive: but that’s all part of the thrill of our playtime. She pulled me to my feet and sat me on the bed.

Latex panties were slipped over my feet and drawn up my legs. She gently adjusted the panties and popped my testicles into their hiding place, before tucking my flaccid cock between my legs. I could hear things being moved but could not identify what was happening. Something cool was pressed to my left breast.

“Hold this in place,” she instructed.

I realised she had glued a breast form to my chest. The second joined it. This was the first time my forms had been glued on. A satin corset was wrapped my torso, the front was secured, and I was directed to move to one side to allow the laces to be tightened.

“Stand up,” she commanded.

I stood and felt the laces being pulled tighter. This was the tightest I had been laced.

“Ok, sit!”

Soft silky stockings soon sheathed my legs and clipped to the corset. This was followed by my special white petticoat. It was satin lined with a net topping which would force any skirt horizontally. A satin dress followed. I heard the tinkle like little bells. My feet were guided into high heeled shoes. These were new and were higher than I had attempted before, with the exception of the ballet heels, which I could not stand in let alone walk in. The new shoes forced my feet into a new position. A wide strap wrapped around my ankle and I heard the click of a lock. A small chain touched my foot. The second shoe was secured and the chain was strung between my ankles. I wouldn’t be running away.

Cuffs were locked to my wrists and above my elbows, but I was surprised that a collar or gag were not added.

Aurora removed my blindfold so I could see. I had expected my black and white sissy maid ensemble, but I was completely dressed in pink.

“What do you think?” she asked.

The pink dress was a mass of satin, ribbons, lace and frills. Small bells were attached to my ankle and arm restraints. They tinkled when I moved.

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“I have something else, if you are willing?”

“Something new?” I asked.

She smiled and retrieved something from the box. It was a full latex face mask.

I nodded. It took some effort and was tight against my face. The mouth piece pushed into my mouth and formed over my lips. If I relaxed my jaw my mouth formed a cute ‘o’. I closed my mouth testing the feel. I could breathe through the two small nose holes. I explored the lips with my tongue.

“How does it feel?”

“Tight, but good,” I mumbled.

I looked very different. I sounded a little different. Aurora added a pink bob wig and a white lace headband.

“Oh and one more thing,” declared Aurora.

A wide leather and lace collar was secured and locked at my neck. I heard a distinctive click and knew that the neck of the dress was secured to the collar. The collar covered the join and would prevent removal. A white apron latex with white lace trim attached to a wide white patent leather belt was locked around my waist. The small silver heart shaped padlocks secured me at all points- collar, waist, wrist, elbows and ankles.

Aurora attached a leash to my collar and led me from the bedroom into her lounge. She unclipped the leash and faced me.

“There is a case behind the sofa, go any collect it.”

I curtsied and took little steps limited by the hobble chain. I found the small weekend case and returned to my Mistress. She was naked, beautiful and happy.

“Open it.”

It was strange and yet familiar to hear Aurora being direct with no please Levent travesti or thank you.

I followed the instruction to reveal a collection of dark red latex.

“Dress me.”

I sorted through the collection: cat suit, corset, hood, gloves, and boots.

The cat suit had feet, long sleeves and was high necked. It took quite a while to wriggle Aurora into it. I had to be careful to avoid my locks, buckles and locks from damaging the material. I noticed that the crutch had two small slit openings. I slid her elegant legs into six inch platform spike heeled boots. She stood and tested the boots.

“Corset, and make it tight.”

I followed the instruction and tugged as tight as I dare. It was an under bust corset enhancing her cleavage and shrinking her waist.

“Oh, baby, that feels good.”

I nodded and smiled as I knew what she meant.

“Plait my hair,” she commanded sitting on a chair.

I observed that the hood had an opening at the top of the head and guessed what she intended. I drew her long hair into a pony tail that sprouted from the top of her head, added a small band, and then proceeded to plait her silky soft hair into a long snake. I tied it off with another band.

“Hood,” she demanded pointing at the latex item.

I threaded her plait into the hole and gently pulled the hood over her face and then secured the zip. The hood framed her face.

“Hand me the gloves and fetch my make up.”

I obeyed handing her the gloves.

“I should have painted your nails. May be something we do later.”

I nodded my agreement. I minced into the bathroom and retrieved her make up bag.

“Go and make us a drink while I do my makeup.”

I curtsied and sissy walked to the kitchen. I knew she was watching so I put on a good show.

By the time I had prepared tea in a teapot, added cups and saucers, milk jug and spoons to a silver tray Aurora had completed her makeup. She now had bold red lips, pale skin and dark exotic eyes.

I set the tea service on the table and curtsied again.

She turned to face me and I noticed that a large phallus was protruding from her groin. I knew she was penetrated and strapped tightly.

“Come here, and kiss my cock.”

She knew that I wasn’t enthusiastic about oral sex with a cock. I loved to be penetrated, but this was a test of submission.

I stepped forward and bent to kiss her dildo.

“No, on your knees!” she admonished.

I lowered myself to my knees and kissed the realistic latex penis.

“Good girl,” she cooed.

“I think you want to please me.”

The double meaning was not lost on me. She was going to seriously dominate me: I was aroused, but also very apprehensive. I knew she would not really hurt me. I was expecting a spanking at some point.

I opened my mouth and let her push her erection into the opening. I used my tongue and explored the intruder. I was conscious of my breathing. She did not push deep, but kept it in place for minute before withdrawing.

“Good slave. Bring me my tea.”

The next few hours were busy as I cleaned her apartment and performed tasks assigned: laundry, vacuuming, dusting and washing plates. I ate my lunch in the kitchen while she ate at the dining table. She finally locked me to a length of chain in the kitchen to wash the floor on my hands and knees. The face mask was hot and sweaty, the restraints limited my movements, the plug reminding me of my servitude, but it was all a preamble for the punishments that were to come.

I completed the task and called for her to inspect my labours.

“Good girl.”

She unlocked the chain and led me to the lounge.

“I think we need to take off your mask for a little while. She removed the headband, wig and collar, and then pealed of the face. My face was flushed and damp.

“Did you like it?” she asked as she washed my face with a cool facecloth.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“You want it back on?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

She was pleased with my answer, but made no move to replace it. Instead she stroked my face and then brushed my damp hair. She located the hair dryer and blow dried my natural blonde hair. She kissed me.

“I want sex,” she demanded.

I was concerned she was going to use the cock in my mouth again, but the appendage was absent from her groin.

“Come and please me!”

There was no way I could perform with my cock tucked away so I knew I would have to perform orally.

“No, wait I need to prepare you. On your knees.”

I conformed.

She returned with an arm binder and leg restraint. She unlocked the chain between my ankles.

“Lay down.”

She laid the black leather item on the floor and rolled me onto it. She guided my heeled shoes into the leather device and around my legs Levent travestileri under my short skirt and around my waist and laced it tightly. My legs now resembled that of a mermaid tail. She then guided my arms into the binder. My arms were secured behind me tightly. Then the loop from the arm binder was attached to a loop at my ankles into a tight hog tie.

“How’s that my pretty little slave?”

“I am very secure, Mistress,” I responded.

She pulled me into a kneeling position and wriggled me to the required position.

She sat in front of me and spread her legs.

“Now please me.”

The next twenty minutes was an endurance of balance and breathing as I brought her to orgasm.

“You are a very good girl.”

She stood collected a ball gag, secured it in my mouth added a leather blind fold, lowered me onto my front and left me to struggle. I am not sure how long I lay there or how close Aurora was, but I felt very vulnerable. I was left to imagine what would follow.

I was forcibly rolled onto my side which surprised me and triggered an involuntary cry of alarm.

“It’s okay, it’s only me,” reassured Aurora unbuckling the blindfold and then the gag.

She kissed me gently and stroked my face to reassure me.

“Okay?” she asked.

I nodded.

She removed the two bindings and pulled me to my feet. The phallus was back in place between her legs, but she had removed her latex hood.

I knelt on the floor and caught my breath. Aurora presented we with a glass of water which I drank quickly grateful for the refreshment. Time meant nothing as I lay there, it could have been five minutes or an hour I have no idea. I replayed the experience in my mind. My reflections were then interrupted.

“Is my naughty slave ready for a spanking?”

The moment that I longed for and yet dreaded had arrived.

“Yes, please Mistress. Please punish your naughty slave.”

She sat and gestured for me to approach. I saw that she was holding a four inch wide, ten inch long flat leather paddle.

“Do you need to be gagged?”

“Yes please Mistress,” I replied.

She approached with a penis gag and handed it to me. She wanted to watch me take the cock into my mouth and so I obliged. I secured the buckle.

She sat and patted her knee. My sound of my heels seemed overly loud and echoed in the small apartment. I lay over her legs immediately aware of the warmth of her body. She had been encased in her latex for hours now. I felt her hand gently lift my skirts and petticoats exposing my legs and panties. She patted my bottom playfully and then stroked my thigh.

“How many do you think?” she asked knowing I could not reply.

“A hundred?” she teased.

I shuddered at the prospect. The first impact was a surprise and I squeaked into my gag.

“Ooh, that was a girly noise wasn’t it!”

I felt my face blush.

Three further strikes on alternate bum cheeks followed in quick succession and my derriere was quickly warming up. The strikes were not forceful or painful, but I still squirmed causing my plug to stimulate my spot.

A series of gentle blows rained onto my exposed legs and bottom. I was soon trying to avoid the strap as my bottom reddened. I thought I was falling. I am not sure what happened, but the next moment I could recall I was cuddled in the arms of Aurora. My gag was gone.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, what happened?”

“I finished your spanking, but you didn’t get up or respond. You worried me.”

“Oh, my bottom feels a little warm,” I conceded.

“Let’s take a break and have some food. You want to change?”

I stood and curtsied.

“No, Mistress I am good. What would you like to eat?”

Aurora stood and took my hands.

“Let’s take a break. Break from character for a bit.”

“Okay,” I agreed.

“Noodles?”

“You calling out? How will you answer the door?”

“Send you,” she teased.

I stuck my tongue out at her.

“I can pull on some leggings and a jumper,” she suggested.

“Okay. I would like some chicken noodles and some dumplings, and ribs, and chicken balls,” I requested.

“I guess my cute girlfriend is hungry,” she concluded pulling me into a hug.

Aurora placed the order and we tidied the bondage equipment while we waited. I hid in the bedroom when the delivery arrived, only venturing out when Aurora called the all clear. We ate the Chinese food, feeding each other and enjoying the time with each other.

“So, Mistress, what’s next?” I asked as we cuddled on the sofa.

“You want more?”

“Yes please. I promised I would do as you ask for the whole weekend.”

“Okay, I will restrain you and then I will love you. We then have a normal girlfriend evening.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I agreed Travesti levent with a curtsy.

“Take your shoes off,” she commanded handing me a set of keys.

She went to the bedroom and returned with heeled ballet shoes. She made me wear them when she wanted me immobile.

“Before I put these on you, do you need the bathroom?”

“You need my plug out?” I asked.

“If you want me to love you, then yes.”

I nodded and padded softly to the bathroom in my bare stocking feet. I lowered my panties, removed my plug and washed, before returning to the main room. In the middle of the floor was a tubular contraption that Aurora had assembled. She was wearing her penis again in readiness for our love making.

“Come here,” she commanded.

I surrendered. The ballet heels were quickly locked onto my feet. I shuffled on hands and knees to the framework. Aurora directed me and I lay face down on the leather covered pad. I felt my breasts pushing into the pad. A wide strap passed under my arms over my back and was buckled in place, another secured my waist. Straps were applied over my thighs, my ankles were then raised and padded metal rings grasped them spreading my legs and exposing my bottom. My neck was then secured into another padded ring. My arms were raised behind into another two padded rings. I was now at Aurora’s mercy. I couldn’t see behind and so couldn’t anticipate what was to come adding to the excitement.

“Well don’t you look pretty. All ready for a man to ravish you.”

Aurora went to the rear of the assembly and I felt cool lube squirt into my hole. I felt hands stroke my legs. She knelt behind me and patted my bottom.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Mistress, please love me.”

Aurora gently penetrated me little by little until her cock was fully inside me: I felt full. She drew back before pushing back in, she slowly increased the tempo.

“Ooh, baby loves cock.”

“I only love your cock,” I panted.

“My naughty slave all dressed in frills, restrained and used by Mistress.”

“Yes, please use me, Mistress.”

Our moans started separately before synchronising. Aurora climaxed first, but left her cock buried deep inside me, before restarting her pounding. After the many hours of delicious torment I finally reached orgasm. Aurora withdrew and released me from the frame. She unlocked my shoes and I removed the ballet heels, but I couldn’t find the energy to move. Aurora retreated and used the bathroom. She undressed and showered. She selected lingerie, stockings and a dress. She dressed and returned to the lounge.

“You going to shower and change?” she asked kissing me.

“You going to unlock me?” I countered.

“Oh, I am so sorry I forgot I padlocked you.”

“You just want me as your slave.”

“I would never keep you against your will.”

She removed each of the padlocks and then gently removed each of the restraints. The dress was slowly removed and the petticoat leaving me in my lingerie.

“Love me again,” I requested.

“You want to use your cock?”

“No, I would really like it if you use yours,” I whispered.

She led me to the bedroom and we made love slowly. We both reached climax. Aurora removed the remainder of my underwear and swatted my bottom as I headed for the shower. I dried off and realised that my breast forms were still attached. I wrapped a towel around my body and another around my hair.

Aurora was sat on the bed waiting. She had laid out pale blue lingerie: bikini panties, bra and suspender belt which were complemented with pale lace topped stockings. A v necked mid blue satin tea dress with capped sleeves lay waiting. Black patent Mary Janes were set on the floor.

She helped dry my body, blow dried my hair and then slipped vagina panties on me. I tucked and naked I looked like a female. She then dressed me. I applied a little makeup and added some jewellery.

“Thank you slave,” I teased.

“I live to serve, Mistress Chloe,” she replied with a curtsy.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” she replied.

“So what are we doing tomorrow?” I asked.

“We will talk in the morning.”

Aurora was hiding something and was worried I wouldn’t approve, but I wasn’t going to push it for now. We cuddled on the sofa.

“How long does the glue last on the forms?” I asked.

“Oh, about a week,” she replied.

“But, I… I have work Monday.”

She smiled and kissed me.

“It can last a week, but I can take them off tomorrow. How do they feel?”

“Like part of me,” I volunteered.

“You look amazing, when are you going to let me take you out.”

“Soon,” I allowed.

She nodded and smiled.

“Did you have fun today?”

“Yes, but I think I will feel some stiffness tomorrow.”

“Oh, I hope so. I want cock tomorrow.”

“You are naughty.”

“Will you punish me Mistress?” she whispered.

“I think so my naughty little slave, but I thought I was your slave for the weekend?”

“No, I said you had to do what I told you. I have an envelope- you can have it tomorrow,” she clarified.

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