audio recording request

[sissybrad]

here''s a long one taken form story I started a few weeks back - may be condensed as you see fit or if one of the mistresses can do, make custom recording and I'll purchase:

I am a closet cross-dresser who wants to experience domination, punishment/discipline, and humiliation (which is actually the case for me!). I’ve become more interested and now think of it every day as something I’d like to explore more than in the privacy of my home. I regularly scan the weekend ads for women’s clothes and styles, admiring well dressed and stylish women at work or when out at the mall or watching a game on tv, all the time imagining what I’d look like dressed in what they were wearing.

.I am not the most masculine in build – only 6’0 and 150 pounds, I have fair skin tone – one of those burns easily in the sunlight. My hair is dark blonde/light brown – thick and wavy on top, but pretty sparse and light blonde elsewhere. I have a goatee as well.

I don’t dress the most stylish, but tend to be more of a metro sexual – desire to look my best no matter what I am wearing. I get my nails done every other week and my toes done monthly – clear polish on both. My co workers have noticed the polish on my hands a bit and made a few jokes that I should have gone with something more colorful – if they only knew that was what I wanted! I try to take care of my skin and it looks pretty good for a 31 year old guy the racialist at the salon tells me – getting facials done monthly, using scrubs, lotions, masks, etc…

I am supervisor/administrative manager at the office – a regional branch for a financial services company in suburban Detroit.

Office is smaller – only 20 or so in the office with almost ½ field agents and reps with balance of office and administrative support. All of those are female at the present time and all report to me.

I have reputation for being stickler to details and workaholic and expect others to be the same, so am not the most loved by the staff. In fact, I think they have it in for me and look for opportunities to plot my downfall or make me look bad.

I try to keep my cross-dressing and domination fetish outside the workplace, but had a stretch where I was working late and was the only one in the office. Despite the company policy not to use the computers for personal business, I began to go on cupcake fem and sissy websites, some sissy chat rooms, and even made a few purchases of clothes/intimate apparel on line.

One Thursday night, I was so engrossed with one of the websites, reading through some fiction stories, that I ad not noticed I had company. Two of my co workers had been standing behind me for over 10 minutes watching me. The first was Jenny, our information a systems person. Alongside her was Trish the receptionist. I was scared out of my seat when Jenny talked. – “Did you not realize we’ve been here for the last few minutes, Brad?” I immediately minimized the website I was on and tried to load a spreadsheet on as quickly as I could. “Don’t try to hide it, Bradley boy – we know your little secret” Jen continued. Did you know remember that we have a no personal use policy on the computer and that you signed the agreement stating you would comply? You probably forgot that I periodically monitor computer usage and internet activity. You’ve been on some interesting sites last few weeks haven’t you, Brad or should I say “Brittany (Brittany had been my femme name that I used on the chat room sites). You’ve also been a bit careless and twice, you’ve left your computer on when you left work late – both times you had your little fem sites minimized. You also had dropped your hairstyle book on the floor – all women’s’ style at that with many pages folded over with notes on styles and colors you liked. Trish saw it all when she came in early and was tidying up.” I had forgotten that I had a few women’s magazines/catalogs that I glanced at when working late or taking lunch breaks.

Jenny paused after that last sentence and both she and Trish had huge smiles on their face. “Looks like we finally got something on you. Best case, you could be embarrassed in front of your co workers and worst case, we could get you fired” I panicked and rambled on about no real proof and it was their word against mine and that I really was not into this – just a diversion. They bought none of it. “Shut up” said Jenny in an authoritative tone that I’d not heard from her before. You are so busted – we’ve got it all saved electronically and we’ve been taking video of this the whole time we’ve been here tonight. I had record of your website activity and had thought of dismissing it, but when Trish showed me the magazine you left out, we both decided we had our opportunity for payback for treating us so poorly. And you know what they say, payback is a bitch.” I tried to respond, but again was met with “shut up” from Jenny. She continued – “we’re in charge now, not you and you better do as we say or we got to corporate with what we found and you will lose your nice high paying job. You really have no choice”, she was right and I proceeded to sign an agreement that they had made up. They didn’t give me any time to read it, but re-iterated that it was sign it or else.

Trish said “you are scheduled to go on vacation next week for two weeks and you are not heading out of town as you planned. You are going to spend it with the two of us. You’ve dreamed of being a pretty little sissy and being dominated, well now your wish has come true. We’ll see if realty matches your fantasy world. We’ve got some nice plans for you. So, tomorrow night after work, you are to report to Jenny’s apartment and begin your transformation. I complained that I had vacation plans and wanted to get out of town, but to no avail. They waved the paper I signed that among other things, said I agreed to do whatever they wanted in exchange for them not telling my little secret. “Show up by 6 pm tomorrow night or else” was their last words and they left, laughing all the way out.

My heart sank as they left – a million thoughts were racing through my mind – what just happened, can I get out of this anyway, and what was I to be transformed into. I shut off my computer and headed home. I couldn’t sleep at all that night and the next day at work seemed to go by like a blur. I tired to avoid both Jenny and Trish, but whenever they saw me, they had a wry smile on their face.
I finished work up and headed out the door at 5:45, directions in hand to Jenny’s place. When I got to the door, both her and Trish were there and welcomed me in. They had me sit down in the chair in the kitchen and proceeded to read the agreement I had signed hastily last night. I was in for it – I had unknowingly agreed to become their little sissy maid, to be feminized in all areas – clothes, appearance, and both private for now and long term, public. Jenny had arranged for me to work from home using her computer wizardry and also asked corporate to have me work on some special research assignment for 4 weeks when I turned from my vacation. So, I was theirs for the next 8 - 12 weeks at least. That gave them plenty of time to do with me what they pleased and that was to start right now.

They proceeded to go over the plans they had made for me – spa/salon treatments first thing in the morning to get my appearance more feminine, then shopping at a mall out of the area to build up my wardrobe, and a visit to a local dominatrix to put me in my place. From there, work as their at home maid, helping them with whatever they wanted, and then to come to work for a week as a temp help secretary after I had improved my fem looks. All things, frankly, that I’ve dreamed about, but didn’t think possible were now coming true – I waned to scream no, but the words never came out – I guess I was so speechless.

Afterwards, we went out for dinner – they peppered me with questions about my fetish and me babbling it all out. They were taping all this as further cupcake material, but I was to stupid to realize what they were doing and told them everything. I went home from the evening much like the night before excited in some respects, but scared in others. They had told me that I’d be expected to move in to Jenny’s apartment and take up residence in her second bedroom as things progressed so they could monitor me more, but allowed me to live at my own place for the next few days anyways.

I arrived at Jenny’s place at 9 am on Saturday and was instructed to give her my keys, wallet, and cell phone. She was to control those now and giving them up in many ways, gave up my freedom. They told me this would help in case I thought of bailing out on this whole thing. We drove to the salon they had picked out – the one Trish goes to and they had been prepared for me. The salon staff all were giggling when we walked in and I had to tell the receptionist that “Brittany is here for her appointment”.

Jenny and Trish had a few words with a stylist and the salon manager and then returned to me. “we’ll be back to pick you up later today with a nice little outfit to go with your new look – we have some shopping to do for that and for ourselves, with your credit card of course!” They left me in the hands of the staff and then walked out. A person dressed in a white smock came over to me and asked me to follow her back to the sinks. She said her name was Marie and she was to do my waxing. She worked on my eyebrows, giving them a nice high arch and then proceeded to give me an eyelash perm – something to help give more body and curl to the lashes. After ½ hour or so, the brows/lashes were done and I was escorted back to the spa area. Marie ordered me to undress and I was hesitant – she told me that she was to wax all my body hair off , so I might as well get over my shyness and let her do her thing. And wax she did – first to remove the hair on my face – the goatee hurt especially even though she did shave it pretty close first. From there, she moved methodically to the arms/hands and underarms, then chest and back, down to the legs and toes. I thought we might end there and she then moved to my cock and balls – we’re doing a Brazilian on you, she stated and then waxed everything there and on my backside as well. 2 hours later, I was completely hairless from my neck down. She had applied some cream and ointment to help reduce the redness, but I sort of admired my smooth legs. Next was the facial and with that, my face was smooth and clear – ready for makeup to be applied.

Marie gave me a robe to wear – pink of course and led me to the nail area where I had a manicure – full set of artificial nails were applied and pedicure complete with hot pink polish. The comments from people getting services in the salon could be overheard and stares from everyone seemed to come my way.

After the nails, I was led to the salon chairs and met by a cupcake stylist named Tiffany. She tousled my hair a bit and sized me up. She told me that the idea the girls had to color my hair strawberry blonde an asymetrical cut would work just fine. They cut and color would be all feminine. I cringed inside wondering how I could ever hog out looking like a guy again with this type of cut/color. Tiffany applied the color and then highlights – I spent more time under the dryer than I had my entire life. She cut, curled, flat ironed, and then trimmed some more before she pronounced me good to go. I had that posh spice kind of a look and actually thought it looked good, not at all like a guy, but very much like a woman’s haircut.

From there, the last step was makeup. The makeup area was right near the front and everyone was staring making comments and watching me become a “her”. Trish and Jenny returned to the salon to see this last step. As I as heading over to the makeup chair, they handed me a bag and said I need to change into these first. Trish took me back to one of the changing rooms and said she’d help. Off with my robe, she wanted to see me body waxing up close and I got really hard in my cock cupcake ran her hands up and down my body. I had not been attracted to Trish before, but her touch set me off. “we’ll have none of that, she scolded me. This should do the trick for that problem, at least until your chastity device comes in that we ordered” she said. “This” turned out to be a cock ring and putting it n hurt bad, but prevented me from spilling my load. She put on some firm control panties which helped smooth out the bulge that was there, though not big as my cock was not what you call big by any stretch. Helping me put on the black capri leggings with lace trim and denim mini skirt, she commented that I’d have to wait a day or so to show off my legs fully, which was a relief to me for some reason. She strapped on a black lace padded bra and inserted some breast forms - “we just got these today especially for you and told the sales person you’d be back to shop for yourself next week for more bras and panties” Trish said. A animal print cupcake doll top followed along with 3 inch black stiletto heels and a cupcake style necklace. Trish gave me a black leather purse and told me to put it over my shoulder and I was set. I stumbled in the heels as I’ve never walked in them before and the girls in the salon all applauded as I walked back through the salon to the makeup chair. Jenny gave me a quick hug and said I was on my way to being the beautiful sissy “I’ve always wanted to be.

I rather enjoyed the makeup – never had it applied to me before, but loved all the attention and way it transformed me from drab male to very passable female. Foundation, eyeliner, mascara, some blush for my cheeks, and lip liner/gloss all gave me the fun and flirty girl look I had always imagined but never thought possible. Some shimmer on my cheeks and neck and a spritz of perfume finished my look. “one last thing” the makeup artist said – and she brought out the piercing cupcake and pierced both ears with small gold hoops. The girls in the salon all took pictures and told me to come back soon and my day of beauty had come to an end.

I was in a Trish as I headed outside for the first time enfemme and was pleasantly surprised that no one seemed to notice I was guy all dressed and made up as a woman. We went home and spent the evening admiring my new look. I drove home and was instructed to get dressed in the same outfit and come to Trish’s house. I put the clothes on as best I could and headed over to Trish’s hoping that I didn’t get in an accident or run into anyone who knew me. We spent the day with them teaching me how to apply makeup, do my nails and hair, and shave. Come the evening, They also had a surprise – telling me that I was to spend the night and be their sissy slut. They brought out a condom and had me put it on. My lucky night, I thought – they must have read my mind as they both said that this was not about me, but about them. They stripped down to their bra and panties and placed a red lace satin chemise on me along with matching thigh highs and garters. I put on my heels and ordered to stroke myself until I came. I had never done this in front of anyone before and was not sure I could do it, but they helped rub me and I came in short amount of time. From there, things got interesting as Jenny presented me with a CBT3000 chastity device and snapped it in place – “only Trish and I have the keys” she beamed. She then brought out a 8 inch strap on and said I was to learn how to be a woman tonight. She put me on my stomach and blindfolded me. I was on all fours on the floor as something entered me, but it was not a dildo. It was an cupcake and I took a whole bag full – “this is to clean you out and prepare you for penetration” Trish stated. A butt plus followed and I was ordered to keep it all in for 10 minutes. It seemed like hours, but I managed to keep it all in and then was allowed to release in the cupcake.

Undoing the blindfold as I left the cupcake and back to the bedroom, I watched as the cum from my condom was spread over the dildo that was strapped to Jenny. I was cupcake to kneel down in front of her and take the dildo in my mouth. She rammed it way back, so much so that I sure I was going to gag. I was told to swallow my own cum; “good training for later when you will serve a real man” Trish told me. Following this, I was put on the bed and penetrated in my ass by the dildo. They each took turns penetrating deep until I was so sore I couldn’t move.

[MsTiacontrolsu]

I'll be more than happy to work on this one for you but it may end up being in "parts" if that's ok?

Ms Tia

[sissybrad]

ms tia -

whatever works - break up the story into parts, delete some that don't make for good audio, or switch it around as you think best.