A Model for CC's Pt. 07

Arrived back in that awful room of his Linda led him straight to the bathroom. "Good sissy, first things a sissy should always be clean inside and out, sissies should always smell pretty and to ensure that you are going to bath twice a day from now on. Once every morning and once every evening. Running your bath is the first thing you should do when waking up or when going in your room to head to bed as it takes a while to fill." Linda explained as she showed Victor how to run his bath. He was used to taking showers, but this room didn't even have a shower.

"Now while your bath is running you can do countless other things like remove your makeup. You can start by using these wet wipes." Linda instructed handing him a package of makeup removal wipes. It was the first thing Victor approved of since he had gotten here. He couldn't wait to get this horrid makeup off so without hesitation he started wiping away at his face, slowly but surely removing the layers of over the top makeup revealing his own face again for the first time since this morning. It felt great seeing his own image reflected back at him, yet it remained embarrassing given his outfit.

"Good, as makeup is no joy for the skin it's important to take proper care of your skin. Each time you remove you're makeup you will use this to scrub your face clean. After a thorough scrub you'll rinse your face with water and apply this hydrating cream to it." Linda said handing him a pot of scrub and a tube of hydrating cream, the first steps in what was soon going to become his very intense beauty ritual.

While victor had been glad to get rid of the makeup he wasn't all too happy with these additional steps yet with Linda closely watching him he knew better than to protest. The sooner he got this over with the sooner she would leave him alone, or so he hoped. As he rinsed his face from the scrub he was surprised at how much softer his skin felt, it was rather concerning, you couldn't just wash this softness like he had done the makeup. The hydrating cream only made things worse as it heavily smelled like roses and as such his face did too.

"Good, now it's time for your toiletry needs and to clean your insides." Linda said with a broad smirk that made Victor shudder. He remembered full well how Linda had explained that bag with that dildo on the wall was to clean his insides and he had a terrible feeling that she was expecting him to use it right now.

"Look Linda, with all due respect, but I won't use that enema bag or whatever it was that you explained before. It's already enough that I have to put up with all this as it is." Victor protested gently and as polite as he could. Anger didn't really work on Linda or so he had realised and he was still tired and nowhere near sated, but this was going too far.

"If that's how you feel about it I could always bend you over my lap and give you a real spanking instead of the half one you received. I guess I can then also give you that enema yourself although I might forget the lube. So Vickie, the choice is yours, are you going to be a good sissy as you are contractually obliged or do you need me to give you a spanking and show you hands on how to administer an enema, I do love fucking a sissy's ass with a dildo, especially the new ones squeal so nicely." Linda said calmly with a smirk.

All Victor could do was look at her in shocked horror. After everything that had happened so far he knew he could trust Linda on her word when it came to this. Even the mental image was horrible, besides his bottom still burned slightly due to the previous spanking. This was not something he could let slide though, yet at the same time it seemed like his only option, no matter how much he wanted to fight this part of his new evening routine, he knew he was no match for Linda. She could easily manhandle him much to his embarrassment. Not only that, but after she did things would get so much worse for him. Despite his will to protest Victor could do nothing more than conclude that obedience was his best option. This would happen whether he wanted or not and he certainly didn't trust Linda in control of the dildo that would be going up his butt.

"What's it going to be? Are you going to strip and get to it, or should I spank you?" Linda asked tapping her foot impatiently as Victor didn't instantly act. He had made up his mind and he knew better than to let Linda lose her patience. While he was very happy to finally get out of this stupid embarrassing outfit, he wasn't at all happy about the reason why.

Like everything lately even undressing wasn't easy, unbuckling the Mary-Jane's, getting out of his socks, his stockings, the bib overall, the shirt, the garter girdle, it all gave him difficulties with his long nails and there were so many more items to be taken in account compared to dressing as a guy. As soon as he was down to his unyielding pink metal cage Linda spoke up again. "Good, now you can push that button to fill the enema bag, take this lube and get to work with the nozzle." She said calmly handing Victor a tube of anal lube.

Victor blushed beet red taking the tube of lube, he couldn't believe this was happening to him, but Linda's stern intense look didn't leave much room for anything else. Gulping loudly he pressed the button and instantly the big pink rubber bag swelled with lukewarm water. He knew what was next, he needed to grab that dildo shaped nozzle, insert it in his ass and release the valve to flood his insides. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't take that dildo with the intention of using it on himself. He had never ever had anything up his ass before and he never wanted something up there either.

Seeing his hesitance Linda enthusiastically stepped in. "Should I be handling the nozzle? If you need me to do it for you it's but a word." She said with an enthusiasm that made Victor shudder and grab onto the dildo nozzle. He might not like this, but he sure as hell wasn't going let Linda do it, from her tone he already knew that would be a disaster for him.

Completely mortified Victor started lubing up the dildo nozzle liberally. "Could I please get some privacy?" He asked desperately, wanting to at least make this embarrassing moment a little more bearable.

"No, now get going or I will take control of that nozzle whether you want to or not." Linda smirked as she drove the humiliation to the max. Victor knew that he would not get out of this so with his last argument out of the way he just embarrassedly went ahead before that option was taken from him as well. His face beet red he pressed the tip of the well lubed dildo nozzle against his well lubed hole and pushed it in with a groan. It felt huge, but thanks to the lube not as bad as he had imagined.

He kept it at that as well, just letting the tip sit in his bottom as he released the valve and groaned in disgust feeling the water eject into him, filling up his intestines for what seemed like forever. The feeling was weird at first, but grew uncomfortable as the pressure built and the cramps started. Linda was pleased. While she would have loved seeing that dildo disappear into Victor's ass completely, she allowed this as well, Victor had obeyed her which was what mattered and as a reward he got to control that dildo himself, taking just the tip in was the perk he had earned.

In the future there would come opportunities to thoroughly use that bottom of his, but for now Victor needed to learn that obeying Linda at all costs was his best course of action. His life here would be a lot easier if he just kept that in mind. "Good, now when you pull out that cock, it will be important to clench you ass. At least until you made it on the toilet there you can evacuate your bowels." Linda smirked as Victor was by now groaning under the cramps.

She didn't have to say so twice at this point embarrassment or not, all Victor cared about was getting rid of those awful cramps. Pulling the dildo out of his bottom with a sigh of relief he clenched his butt hard, waddling the short distance to the toilet. Sitting down he instantly let go and the huge torrent of water ran down into the toilet while relief washed over him. Finally that uncomfortable pressure was gone.

After relief the intense shame of what he had just done in front of Linda followed, it was made only slightly better because of the fact that Linda wasn't at all bothered by this action. She didn't even bat an eye. All she did once he was done was utter her next command. "Good, now since this is the first time and since you haven't had regular enema's yet it is important that we are thorough. Meaning you can give yourself another enema right now. I filled the bag last time so now I expect you to do the whole process on your own so I know you know how it goes."

Victor looked up at the woman in horror, but then again he was certain it was best to just get this over with. Groaning loudly as only form of protest he went through the whole enema process again, evacuating his bowls at the end. This time the water was pretty much clean just like his bottom now was, clean and smelling strongly of roses.

"Don't you feel so much better now that you're squeaky clean inside?" Linda taunted. "In any case You're ready for your bath now, the water should be nice and warm." Linda informed him, checking her statement by dipping her hand in it. Without further ado she threw in a pink bath bomb and a vial of bath oils. The damping bath soon smelled thoroughly of roses, a constant in all the products he was given.

While Victor wasn't all too happy to further smell like flowers the by now pink looking bathwater looked opaque enough to at least provide him some cover. Cover was all he wanted right now, to be out of view from Linda's watchful eye. It was the only reason he looked forward to his bed, the fact that he would be alone. Straight form the toilet he rushed to the bath and lowered himself into the pink water.

Fatigue ended up hitting him like a ton of bricks as the warm soothing water relaxed his whole body which had been on edge from the nerves he had had during the humiliating day he had behind him. While it pleased Linda to see she had managed to tire him out so much, succeeded in her goal of subjugating him to a live in sissyhood this was no time to slack just yet.

"All your baths should last at least thirty minutes. We do have to make sure that all these nice scents get the opportunity to soak into your skin don't we? To help you with your time management if have this little rubber duck. Just turn this thing on the bottom to thirty and the duck will quack once the thirty minutes are over kind of like an egg timer." Linda smirked as she put the pink duckling into the water, a minor yet another embarrassment.

"I know you're probably dying to play with the rubber duckling, but you can do so after your done. I know baths are relaxing, but there are still things I need you to take care off. Thirty minutes is just the minimum, you can stay in there for an hour if you like. The first thing you need to do every time you take a bath is scrub yourself clean, and I really mean scrub. This washcloth is ideal, the coarse fabric will scrub away all the dead skin." Linda said throwing him a pink wash cloth that felt very rough to the touch indeed.

Victor looked at it with big eyes. After that facial scrub the last thing he wanted was to have that same soft feeling all over his body. While soft skin was nice his skin wasn't supposed to be that soft and delicate. It was something he valued more in a woman.

"What's the matter Victor? You won't tell me you don't even know how to scrub will you? Or do you want me to scrub you. Are you too dainty of a princess to do such tasks yourself?" Linda asked with a smirk as Victor got into action the last thing he needed was Linda to touch him all over. "Much better now a good scrub should leave your skin looking a little rosy. I'll judge whether or not you did a good job afterwards. If not I'll turn that bottom of yours very very rosy." Linda smirked as she watched how Victor instantly started scrubbing harder. Looks like the earlier spanking hadn't missed its effect.

After the scrubbing Linda instructed Victor on how to wash his hair. Two washes with shampoo, and one last one with a conditioner. Literally everything about this new routine she was teaching him was much more elaborate than his normal one, and much to his shame also way more elaborate than his girlfriends routine had ever been.

The rubber duck had quacked somewhere around the first wash of his hairs making him doubt that he would ever spend less than half an hour in the tub. Hell his normal shower routine barely lasted five minutes and he would have to do this every morning and evening. He groaned just thinking about how much time he would need to get ready for this coming month. It was exactly what Linda aimed for. A very elaborate beauty regime was bound to drive him being a sissy home.

As he got out of the tub, his body having a nice rosy glow all over, smelling very strongly of roses Linda already awaited him with two big pink towels. She gave Victor a moment to dry himself off then instructed. "Alright, from now on when you wear a towel you will wear it around your chest. It's also important to wrap your wet hair into the other one." She said instructing him how to do so.

Victor just sighed and did as he was asked. He wasn't going to fight Linda on this, it just wasn't worth it. All he wanted now was some sleep or something decent to eat at least. It looked like sleep was what he would get though.

Guiding Victor back to the mirror she handed him a tube, something ugly green looking ended up coming out of it. "This right here is your night time mask. It will help your skin recuperate from all the makeup you wore. Apply a thick coating of it all over your face skipping your eye of course." Linda instructed as the groaning Victor did. It felt so weird with this ugly green mask and his hair in that towel He really looked like how they always drew a sleeping woman in cartoons. A well established stereotype that hit hard on his male ego.

"Good now that you're dry you can rub this cream right here all over your body and then you are nearly ready for bed." Linda said handing him another tube of hydrating cream. It was usually something only reserved for the face since it was rather expensive as it was, but the results were just wonderous. After the scrubbing the results would already be very noticeable, but if this routine continued, then Victor soon would have the softest skin humanely possible, soft and oh so sensitive, just like her Stephanie.

Carrying out Linda's order Victor shuddered feeling how soft his skin already was. No guy was supposed to be this smooth and this soft. He thought while applying a generous coating of the cream all over. As soon as he was done Linda took his hand and led him back out into his room, straight towards the closet. "Let's select your night time outfit shall we?" Linda asked with a grin.

She could already see Victor's face turn into a grimace. He had only just gotten out of his horridly feminine outfit and now he was supposed to get into another one? And that for bed, he always slept naked. If only he wasn't so exhausted and hungry again to boot he would probably have put up a fight again. As if his bed wasn't bed enough just yet, but he simply didn't have the energy to pick another losing fight right now.

The first thing Linda pulled out instantly filled Victor with dread. It looked like another corset, one that would end just around his nipple line. She couldn't be serious right? She wouldn't let him sleep in one of those horror's would she? That seemed to be the exact plan though as Linda quickly wrapped it around his waist manhandling him into the garment before lacing it up tightly not even giving him a chance to protest. While tight this soft pink satin corset was no where near as tight as the ones he had worn throughout the day. It wasn't the point either, this was meant to train his waist and for the best results that was best taken slowly, a very tight corset during the day and just a tight one at night.

What followed were the stockings, they were made of sheer white nylon with a soft pink sole, back seams and stocking tops. They were obviously supposed to be attached to the garters ending in white satin bows on his corset something Stephanie had done for him throughout the day. Much to his surprise however Linda just handed him the stockings. "You have seen how this goes more than enough today so I expect you to learn how to do it yourself. I can help you a little with the back ones and to make sure your seams are straight, but in time you will be expected to do this all yourself. Now be careful, if you ladder one you'll get punished." Linda warned.

From groaning reluctance of going along with this Victor's mood turned to a nervous one. Shit how would he ever do this? Those garter tabs were so small to handle and those stockings looked insanely delicate. Especially given how even washing himself had been hard with his new long nails there was no way he could do this right? The only problem was that he had to, his bottom was still slightly sore from before and Linda had already told him that this time he would get a full spanking instead of a half one.

All he could really do was concentrate and hope for the best which was exactly what he did. Slowly but surely he rolled one of the stockings up into a doughnut just like Stephanie had done, careful not to nick it with his long nails. Stephanie had made it seem so easy, but with his bottom on the line it certainly wasn't easy.

While Victor's slowness was a little annoying Linda was loving it, the carefulness with which he rolled up those stockings really was precious. Besides she loved seeing him so focused on a task so delicate. He might not realise it, but what he was doing now was learning how to deal with delicate fabrics while also learning how to handle his inch long nails.

Eventually after a little bit of fumbling with the clasp around the luckily way stronger stocking tops Victor Managed to get the front one clasped on. The back one was way harder, but eventually he managed. Not with a straight seam though, something Linda quickly corrected, easily unclasping it, straightening the seam and clasping it back on seemingly effortless. Victor was just relieved he had managed it without making a run into the delicate nylon as the same process repeated once more.

His stockings were only barely on when Linda handed him the next item, a pair of panties, they kind of resembled his boxer shorts in the sense that they also had legs, boy shorts they were called he guessed. They might be shorts, but there was certainly nothing that could make them pass as boyish. They were made out of a soft pink satin. A small white bow sat on the front and a big one in the back. From top to bottom the shorts were adorned by layer after layer of ruffles making them look rather thick. These so called boy shorts were frillier than any panties his girlfriend had ever owned yet he obediently slipped them into place. The slippery satin fabric feeling better on his smooth skin than he wanted to admit.

The last item was a rather simple nightie in form yet paired with the rest of his outfit it was just another embarrassment. It was shaped like a rectangle, rather formless, two thin straps holding it up on his shoulders while the skirt would reach down to his knees. The body of the nightie however was made out of a very sheer white chiffon. It didn't hide anything that sat underneath at all. It only added a slightly bleaching effect through the white fabric. The top and bottom however were trimmed with a thick pink feathery looking stroke all around. Not waiting for Victor this time Linda just slid it over his head and guided him to the bed.