Becoming Kitty Pt. 05

The Next Day

I woke the next day not having had much sleep as my mind replaying the events over the previous 36 hours. Starting with a fairly innocuous kinky game of wearing Elle's knickers whilst on our date, to shopping for my own lingerie, having feminising treatments, and having the most incredible sex I could remember throughout. Whilst I struggled to comprehend how the series of events had ended up with me in this situation, I had to admit that the humiliation was a continuous theme that, strangely, turned me on. Elle had used it, and the arousal it stirred in me, as a tool to manipulate, but she now had a far more potent weapon to control me; having fitted a chastity device she now controlled my orgasms and, if she chose, of blackmail.

I tried to recall the photos she now had in her possession, some of which I'd actually taken! In the heat of the moment I'd got carried away and knew there was no way I could explain the incriminating evidence she now held.

To make matters worse I had got myself into this situation after confiding in Elle about my desire to explore female domination. I concluded that I had no choice but to go along with what Elle had planned. It was Sunday so there was surely only one more day that she could continue to play this salacious game before she would be forced to stop as we both returned to work. However, sensing how much she was enjoying herself, I was nervous about what additional humiliations she had in store. 24 hours could feel a lot longer.

Elle stirred, clearly emerging from a deep, restorative sleep. She snuggled up to me with her hand exploring the soft satin of the babydoll I was wearing. Her hand moved lower to check the chastity device she had fitted the previous evening, encased in the matching satin thong.

With a satisfied smile she said, 'Morning Kitty Cat, so nice to wake up next to someone wearing lovely soft girly nightwear.'

Her hand returned to my chest where it continued to explore the soft material.

'Such a shame about all this nasty chest hair though. It would feel so much nicer being all smooth like the rest of you.'

Having accepted my fate for the day I reluctantly had to agree, 'Yes, Mistress, it would be.'

'Well in that case I suggest you get that cute butt of yours in the shower and do something about it. I may even have a surprise waiting for you when you get out.' Elle removed the covers, and playfully kicked me out of bed as she snuggled back in.

Still in a daze I walked into the bathroom and set aside my babydoll and knickers. I took my razor into the shower to remove the remaining hair on my chest, arms and underarms. Sleep deprived due to my brain trying, unsuccessfully, to think of a way out of my predicament I slowly started to apply shaving foam to my arms and methodically removed the hair.

I had queried why the day before, when Elle had booked a waxing appointment for me, she had not included my arms and chest. This was now the last vestige of my male self and, standing there, I felt she'd engineered it so I was the one who was ultimately responsible for removing it. The game Elle was playing was with my psyche, and this was symbolic of my subservience to her.

With my body now hair free from my eyebrows down, save for the small landing strip of pubic hair, I returned to the bedroom to find a gift wrapped box on the bed. With the exception of the pink chastity device I was completely naked and the air felt cool against my bare skin.

Still lounging in bed, Elle handed me a bottle of body cream, 'Here, you don't want to get shaving rash.'

I applied the cream over my body and felt my arousal grow at the feel of my smooth skin, and the associated humiliation of the feminine scent.

'I bought you a present but before you can open it you'll need to put on your black set of lingerie.'

This was one of the lingerie sets I'd bought from Victoria Secrets the previous day, although Elle had not seen me wear yet. Retrieving all of the items I started by putting on the black lace 'bombshell' bra, followed by the suspender belt and then a new pair of black seamed stockings. I then wrapped the waspie around my midriff. Beth, the sales assistant at VS, had adjusted the strings when she fitted it although, as a result, I struggled as I hooked the clasps one by one.

After some effort I finally managed to secure all the clasps, giving me an hourglass feminine figure. Elle clearly enjoyed watching me get dressed, although, as I went to step into my matching knickers, she stopped me. 'No need to put those on Kitty, I have some special knickers for you to wear today that are part of your present. Now come here and let me have a look at you.'

As instructed, I moved to the edge of the bed as Elle got up to inspect me. She checked to ensure my body was from free of hair before adjusting each piece of my lingerie to her satisfaction.

'Very nice, such an improvement. Now, go and fetch your wig and heels.'

With a resigned acceptance I fetched the vertiginous patent black high heels Elle had given me and put them on, along with my dirty blond bob wig.

'Excellent, very sexy Muffin. I think you've deserved your present. Close your eyes and put your arms up. No peeking until I say.'

I complied, confused about what was to come. I felt my arms being guided through soft material, before it was pulled down my body. Elle made some adjustments before fastening a zip up my back, with the garment tightening to conform to my enhanced, feminine curves.

Still with my eyes closed, I could make out Elle retrieving more things from the Honour bag next to the bed. This instantly made me nervous as my mind raced through the myriad of kinky things I'd seen in the adult store the day before when collecting Elle's purchases.

I was aware of something being secured around each ankle, before hearing two small clicks. She moved around me continuing to adjust my outfit, and I heard one more click at the back of my neck as she ensured the zip was fully done up.

Returning to the bed, with my eyes still closed, I heard her take some more pictures with her phone. 'You can open your eyes now!'

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and to take in the outfit Elle had dressed me in. The black mini dress finished just above my stockings and a white petticoat made it flair out like a tutu. The black satin material was soft and hugged my body, and it was finished with white lace trim around the short sleeves, neck and hem. The small white cotton apron made the outfit instantly recognisable as a slutty version of a traditional french maid's dress. The push up bra gave me a small but realistic bust, and the combination of the waspie sucking in my stomach and the flared mini dress gave me a convincing feminine form. I couldn't help but run my hands over my unfamiliar figure. The outfit could not be more emasculating.

Seemingly very pleased with her work, Elle brought me back to the moment. 'Just two more things to complete the outfit Kitty.'

She opened one of her hands to reveal a pair of black french knickers with the same white lace detail as the dress, finished with a sheer material on the front and white lace ruffles on the rear. As I stepped into them I was immediately aware that the shortness of my dress, as it rode up exposing my bottom. I pulled the knickers into position with my caged cock visible through the sheer fabric.

'Hold up your pretty dress Kitty, and give me a twirl'. As embarrassing as it was I complied, lifting up the hem of my dress and turning through 360 degrees so Elle could enjoy the sight of me and my pink cage in the sheer french knickers. She took a few more photos to add to her extensive collection.

'Excellent, now because you've been such a good girl, I have one more present for you.' She opened her other hand to reveal a pink collar, with a small brass bell.

'Every Kitty Cat should have a collar and I thought this one would be peerrfect!' Giggling at her own joke she stood and proceeded to attach the collar around my neck. 'Now I will be able to hear you wherever you are.'

Elle gave me a moment to appreciate the predicament I was now in. 'Right, now that you're dressed for the part I have a list of jobs for you to do today. Remember when you bought me a maids outfit and expected me to play the slut? Well, it seems the shoe, or heel, is on the other foot! Think of this a little payback and I have to say you make quite the slutty maid! From now on you'll be doing all the 'girly' jobs round the house. Firstly, you'll run me a nice hot bath with lots of bubbles. Whilst I'm bathing you can remove all of your old boy underwear from your drawers, put them in a bin bag, take it downstairs and leave it by the front door. Then you can take your sexy new lingerie and put it away nicely. Next you'll do all of the laundry, making sure you pick out all of our delicates to hand wash. Then you can prepare some light breakfast for me. Oh, one last thing, I also have a little bell and when I ring it you'll stop what you're doing immediately and come to me. Is all of that clear Kitty?'

Whilst the instructions were clear, it took my brain a little while to come to terms with my situation. 'Er, yes Mistress, that's clear.'

With that I walked to the bathroom to run Elle's bath, before embarking on the list of chores. The discomfort of the heels and the sound of the bell on my collar were constant reminders of my subservience. Whilst clearing out my underwear drawer, putting my boxer shorts in a bin bag, it dawned on me that the clicks I heard were small padlocks that secured an ankle strap through each of my heels that locked them on my feet. My hand instinctively went to the zip at the back of my neck where I felt a third padlock. With all three there was no way I would be able to remove my outfit unless Elle gave me the keys, which had no doubt now joined the key to my chastity device that resided on a chain around her neck.

I felt my heart pounding as I put away the remaining lingerie I'd purchased the day before in my now empty underwear drawer. I took pride to fold the items neatly and to lay them out in matching sets. There was no doubt my new underwear took up a lot less room than my boxer shorts and socks!

With that task complete I left the bin bag at the front door as instructed. The intent was clear but was she really going to throw all of my male underwear away?!Surely, she couldn't expect me to wear lingerie everyday?! I guess I could wear knickers without anyone knowing but what if I had to go to the doctor?

With that thought lingering in my head I made my way to the washing basket where I started by sorting the lights and darks into separate piles, then any lingerie into another.

With the first load on, I turned my attention to the pile of Elle's, and now my, lingerie. Filling the sink with warm water and hand washing detergent I washed each piece carefully before hanging them to dry.

Occasionally, I came across a pair that were particularly soiled, possibly from when we'd had sex, and I couldn't resist the urge to take a deep breath and inhale the incredible musky aroma. The heavenly scent made my cock strain within the confines of its cage.

I then came across the pink pair of french knickers Elle had me wear on our date night, which had started this all off. Looking at them now made me realise that I'd come a very long way dressed as I was from my blonde wig, to my glossy pink stocking clad toe nails. Somehow, dressed as I was stirred the slut in me as I savoured the salty taste.

I was snapped from my revelry as I heard Elle ringing her bell, signalling me to come immediately. I carefully made my way back to the bathroom wearing the precipitous heels, with my own bell announcing my arrival.

'Oh hi Kitty, be a good girl and take that sponge and use it to wash me.'

'Yes Mistress.' As instructed, I lathered up the sponge as Elle raised a leg out of the water indicating where I was to start. I proceeded to wash her legs, then arms, savouring the opportunity to get close to her beautiful naked form. She then stood, facing me, so I could wash her pert D cup breasts and her hard nipples. As I continued down her body she held my gaze as she placed a foot on the edge of the tub giving me easier access to her crotch. She playfully bit her lower lip as I gently moved the sponge in circles attentively washing her perfect pussy. Once satisfied, she turned so I could wash her shoulders and back before working my way down to wash her bottom. She bent at the waist, placing her hands on the tiled wall and spread her legs. I massaged her tight ass cheeks before turning my attention to her little star.

'Hmmm, that's a good girl. Make sure you do a good job of cleaning my beautiful bottom. If you're very well behaved I may let you worship it with your tongue later. Hmm, I bet you'd love that wouldn't you Kitty? Why don't you tell me how much you'd like to use those slutty lips of yours to kiss my ass.'

Infuriatingly my cock betrayed any resistance within me as it strained within it's cage. Despite the fact I couldn't get hard, I could also feel my knickers becoming wet with pre cum.

'Yes Mistress, I would love to worship your bottom with my sexy lips.'

'Kitty Cat, you're such a dirty little slut! Well, I suppose you'll need to behave yourself then. Now, rinse me off and get a fresh towel to dry me.'

Elle stepped out of the bath leaving me to drain and then rinse it. She discarded her used towel on the floor, and waited for me to hang it up. As I bent to pick it up she stopped me. 'No no no, Kitty. Keep your feet together and bend from the waist. I want to see you flash your sexy knickers like a proper slutty maid.'

I did as instructed and felt my short dress ride up, exposing my white ruffled knickers.

'Now that's more like it! You're such a tease Kitty.' Elle caressed my bottom, as I let out an involuntary moan, before playfully spanking me.

Leaving me bent over she made her way back to the bedroom beckoning for me to follow her with her bell.

'Be a Sweetie and fetch my yellow summer dress from my closet.' I knew the dress she had in mind and I returned to hand it to her.

'What kind of maid service do you call that?! No, remove it from the hanger and put it on me silly. You just can't get the staff these days!'

Removing the hanger I gathered up the material and pulled it down her body, adjusting it so it hung straight with the hem coming down to her mid thigh.

'I'll need some stockings, pick out some tan hold ups from my hosiery drawer.'

Elle sat on the edge of the bed and extended her leg. I knelt in front of her and gathered the soft sheer material in my hands and worked it up her smooth leg. I repeated the process with the other stocking before checking the lace bands of both were even.

'Good job, I'm enjoying my personal maid service! Now, I'll need some shoes.'

I returned to her closet unsure which pair would be suitable, but settled on a pair of wedge sandals with green straps that matched the floral print of her dress.

'Lovely choice Kitty, they will go nicely.' Elle extended a foot as I slid them on her nylon clad feet.

With me still kneeling in front of her Elle stood up and straightened her dress, which just covered the tops of the hold up stockings. As if to tease me by showing she was happy to forego wearing any underwear she lifted the hem of her dress exposing her naked pussy.

'Ok, while I do my make up, go and prepare me a light breakfast of fruit and yogurt. Off you go.'

I gingerly stood, still wearing my heels and set off towards the kitchen but before I managed to get to the door Elle stopped me again. 'No, this really will not do. I can see I am going to have to give you a lesson of how to walk in heels now. Walk back to me taking smaller steps with one foot in front of the other.'

I followed her advice, finding it slightly easier.

'Better, but now walk back to the door and this time try pointing your toes as you walk.'

Again, taking on board her instruction, I walked back to the door feeling more confident.

'Much better, but you need to use your hips more. I want to see that cute girly bottom bounce.'

Continuing to walk around the bedroom I emphasised the rotation of my hips to make my movement as feminine as possible.

'Ok, I think your starting to get it Kitty. But I have an idea of something that I think will help. Now go and stand by the bed and bend over.'

Again, bent at the waist, I felt vulnerable as I heard Elle rummage in the Honour shopping bag, which instantly got my heart racing. Finding what she was looking for she stood behind me and pulled my knickers down to my knees. She then proceeded to apply some lube to my bottom before slowly working a finger inside me.

'Try and relax Honey. I know it's a little scary the first time but I promise you'll learn to love it!'

I tried to relax my muscles as Elle worked the lube inside. I then felt the tip of something larger and Elle slowly applied pressure as the intruder started to make its way into me. As I felt it getting bigger I realised she was inserting a butt plug.

Taking it very slowly, Elle offered encouragement as she worked it inside me. 'That's it Sweetie, you're doing really well. Deep breaths.'

My breathing shortened, and my knees were weak as I tried to accommodate the foreign intruder. Just as I thought I couldn't take any more I felt my body accept the plug and close around it. The initial pain subsided and was replaced with a feeling of being completely full.

Elle pulled my knickers back into place, gave me another playful spank, and let me enjoy the new sensation. 'Well done Kitty, now let's see what this does to help.'

I stood up, feeling my body adjust to the plug, before continuing to practice walking in my heels. The feeling of the plug massaging me from inside as I rotated my hips felt incredible and I started to exaggerate the action more as a result.

Clapping her hands with excitement Elle was clearly pleased with her work. 'So much better Kitty! I want you to continue practicing as you finish off your chores.'

She removed the latex glove she'd used to applying the lube and dropped it on the floor in front of me as she walked out of bedroom.

'Be a good girl and tidy up in here before preparing breakfast.'

Knowing I was being tested, I made sure to turn my back to Elle and bent from the waist as I picked up the discarded the glove.

I found a home for the lubricant in the nightstand and tried to put into practice the tips Elle had given me as I made my way to the kitchen. Stairs were difficult although I felt I was now walking more like a girl swaying my hips. I tried to exaggerate sticking my bottom out, and maximise my small bust by sticking my chest out.

I walked into the kitchen to find Elle expectantly waiting, taking note of the progress I'd made walking in the heels. I laid the table and prepared a light breakfast for her.

'Kitty Cat, I'm going to pop out for a few hours. I want you to finish your housework, including clearing breakfast.'

Knowing my place I dispensed with any objections, 'Yes Mistress. Where are you going Mistress?'

'Well, that is really none of your business is it? But if you must know, Roxy from the club has invited me over to hers for a coffee. We exchanged numbers that night and she's been assisting me in your training.'

'My training?!'

Elle looked at me sternly.

Remembering my manners, 'Apologies Mistress, I meant to ask, what about my training Mistress?'

Her expression instantly changed back to a smile. 'Well, you see, after you asked me to indulge your little fantasy, I did some research. I learned that sissies love wearing girly underwear so I thought I'd test the theory by seeing if you'd actually wear my knickers on our date night. Turns out you are a sissy! When I realised how turned on you became I couldn't resist taking you to a strip club. However, whilst I was having fun teasing you I wasn't expecting to get so turned on by Roxy in her sexy black outfit. Whilst you were drooling over Holly, let's just say Roxy took full advantage of me not wearing any knickers.'