He's a Good Girl Now!

Brandon looked up and saw her glare. He started to tremble at her power.

"I give you one simple fucking order and you can't even obey that," she said, shaking her head.

But, Brandon ignored Nicole and didn't bow. "You want to sell MY company to Company Inc? I hate those guys. They don't do anything right."

Nicole strode towards Brandon. She said, her tone surprisingly softer, "No the coven is merging with Company Inc. It's for the best. You'll understand someday. We already have a deal, puppy."

"Why?" Brandon asked.

"It's what the coven does. They make everyone's lives better. You may not like your life right now. But, soon you'll be a happy bimbo." she shrugged, before asking, "Now why are you at MY desk and not on the floor like you are supposed to be?"

"I need to know what's going on with my business," Brandon said, trying to sound strong and firm.But, he was quaking with terror. He was a real man?

"Well, right now the coven is working on a major restructuring," Nicole said.

"I don't know about that, it's my company. I'm in charge." Brandon said, not catching on.

"ON THE FLOOR, faggot!" Nicole demanded, "I see you are a rather slow learner."

"But it's my company. I built it." Brandon was still protesting. He still had brain power instead of servitude.

"And now, since the coven knows better than a slut like you , we will continue the restructuring of your business," she smirked, before asking, "You'd enjoy my cunt though? It looked like you were enjoying yourself. That's one of the ways we know best. You're a pussylicker now. You'll never be able to shed that."

"Please, Nicole" Brandon said, trying to regain a bit of dignity after the earlier humiliation of having pussy juice sprayed across his face. It was still there. Of course, Brandon hadn't wiped it away.

Nicole snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor.

Brandon sighed. He got to his knees.

"I know you want to eat me out. But, you won't be rewarded with that again, until you're fully trained. Puppy, you've been leaking all over my carpet. Ruining it with your nasty spunk. ( As Nicole said this a glistening drop of precum appeared at the tip of Brandon's engorged organ. It fell to the floor.) "So puppy, I'm going to be merciful and let you jerk off...for relief you know. Now jerk off." stated Nicole.

Instantly, Brandon's hand was around his hard cock. "Uhm," he said, biting his lip. "And you'll watch?" Having a woman watch him jerk off felt wrong. He didn't want her to see it.

"Yes, puppy. I'll watch you play with yourself and cum. You've been such a GOOD puppy, so your reward is getting to come. If you don't want to CUM, that's fine too, but most guys your age love jerking off. Don't you like it?" Nicole asked.

"I like it. It just feels weird doing it in front of you." he replied. Even now when Brandon was just holding his cock it was feeling good. Part of him wanted to jerk off and make it feel even better, but he was also not sure about doing it in front of Nicole.

"Don't be shy, puppy," Nicole told him. "I'm your Mistress. You can no longer hide anything sexual from me. I'm training you puppy! Jerk off for me. Now."

Brandon's hand began to move and he leaned back against the chair as his wrist pumped up and down. Yes, he had to jerk off, had to do it for Nicole. He wanted to be a good puppy. "Oh!"

"Yes, it feels good, doesn't it, puppy? It feels good to obey me. It feels good to jerk off in front of another person. It feels good to show off your body. A little fag like you enjoys exhibitionism." Nicole told him. "You take such good care of it. Of course you want to show it off."

Brandon moaned in pleasure as he kept pumping his fist. His dick was fully hard now. "Uh huh." Still, Brandon was wary of the way Nicole was looking at him. She was smiling and leaning forward. Brandon knew something bad was going to happen. But, he just couldn't stop jerking off.

"Mmm, keep jerking off for me, my stoke slut. My puppy. Make yourself feel good. You deserve to feel good after eating me out and making me cum," Nicole told him.

Brandon moaned, his wrist pumping up and down even faster. "Oh, oh!" His hips were thrusting into the tight grip of his wrist. "Ah!"

"Yes, moan for me, puppy. Let me hear how much you're enjoying this," Nicole said, her eyes gleaned wickedly. "Because a stroke slut like you enjoying this very much."

Brandon threw his head back, letting out an even louder moan as his wrist kept pumping. He felt so hot, so horny. He couldn't remember ever feeling like this before. It was so intense. "I'm gonna - I'm gonna cum!"

"Go on, cum for me. Show me how much you love this, how much you love showing off your gorgeous, male naked body. How much you love showing off that cock of yours, like a good puppy. Nicole told him. "Cum!"

He gasped as he felt his orgasm building rapidly, his wrist right around his hot, hard cock. "Yes!" he moaned. "Yes, yes, fuck, so good!" He moaned as ecstasy washed over him, filling his entire body. It felt amazing! Cum spurted forth from his cock, load after load.

His legs felt like jelly again after his amazing orgasm. Then Brandon collapsed to the floor and passed out.

Sometime later, Brandon regained consciousness. He realized he was lying on the floor. Brandon seemed to be in a maid's dress. Worse than that, his cock seemed to be imprisoned in some sort of cage. Brandon grabbed it to take it off. But, was shocked!

He heard a malevolent laugh and looked up. The woman was sitting on the edge of the sofa, allowing Nicole to clean her with slow, deliberate sweeps of Nicole's talented tongue.

"I'm afraid that won't be coming off for sometime if ever. It's a device that will help you along your way to servicing Nicole and the coven better. Don't worry about it though. You'll come to like it. Now I think it's time for a maid like you Bebe, to clean MY house. You can begin by licking up all your spunk." stated the woman.

"I'm not a maid. My name is Brandon. Not Bebe. I'm a man." stated Brandon/Bebe.

"Really? You're a man? What makes you think that Bebe? You know you're just a stupid cunt. You should trust me, your Mistress. You're a dyke named Bebe. This is MY apartment. YOU clean for me. Now get started on cleaning." stated the woman.

"I'm a man. My name is Brandon.You need to leave my apartment." stated Brandon again. He was really scared now. But, at the same time, everything felt SO right. He was a man?

The woman let out a small scream of pleasure and wrapped her legs tightly around Nicole's head. Out spilled cum which Nicole quickly lapped up.

"Bebe, go look in the mirror and tell me what you see." stated the woman. Bebe complied.

In the mirror, Brandon saw a young woman with neon pink hair in a bouffant. The woman was dressed in a lingerie maid's costume. It was bubble-gum pink and white ruffled teddy with ruffled hemlines, white lace overlay, a center bow, a white lace apron and a small white headpiece. She wore a set of pink stockings and a set of high heeled pink shoes. From her ears hung large hoop earrings and a pink collar went around her neck. She wore buble-gum pink eyeshadow, long black lashes, and buble-gum pink lipstick. She looked like an anime bimbo.

Bebe smiled at the reflection for a few seconds. "How do you like yourself? My french maid whore. Bebe" questioned the woman.

Bebe replied. "Non, non, non. Je suis Brandon. Je suis un homme." stated Bebe in French.

"Well, if you're a man why are you speaking french. Why do you have tits?" stated the woman.

Pink clouds filled Brandon's head. "Je suis un homme? Je suis Brandon?" questioned Brandon.

"Look at yourself. Do you look like a man or do you look like a French maid whore?" questioned the woman.

"Je suis Brandon...je suis un homme?" said Brandon again. Part of him knew he had to fight this. He was a man. He was a man. He was a man. But, the baby doll just looked SO good on him. The silk felt so good against his budding breasts. He was a man?

Brandon tried to picture his life in France...no he thought to himself. My life in New York as head of a company. But, thoughts of working in French brothels drifted into his brain again. It was SO good just to suck cock, eat pussy and obey. He was a man?

"Ah...my little slut, Bebe. I can see you're still fighting. Now tell me, would an important CEO eat pussy or suck cock?" questioned the woman.

"Non?" questioned Bebe as more thoughts of her times in French brothels entered her memories. He was a man? That thought was becoming more and more faint.

"Good, dyke." stated the woman. As the woman called Bebe a dyke, a little shiver of pleasure went through her. Her tits grew some more.

"Now you enjoyed eating Mistress Nicole out, didn't you?" stated the woman.

"Oui, je adore Mistress Nicole." stated Brandon. He didn't know where these words were coming from but as he spoke them he knew them to be true.

"Well, if you loved eating Nicole out, you've sucked cocks and are dressed like a maid what does that make you?" questioned the woman.

This line of logic was too much for Brandon/Bebe to take. She just sputtered. More pink clouds filled her head.

"I know you're a stupid slut, Bebe. But, the right answer is oui Mistress. You just need to accept that you're a dyke and get to cleaning." stated the woman.

Bebe's mind was just blank. Part of Brandon still existed. Out sputtered English,

"But, I have a cock?" he questioned.

The woman snapped her fingers and the cock cage fell away. The coven's magic had made Brandon's cock shrink considerably. It was now smaller than a pinky finger. The woman came around the mirror and placed her hand on it.

"Now Bebe, does this look like a cock that could please a woman or a bigger clitty that the coven gave you?" she ran her hand up and down Brandon's "cock". He immediately shot a load. The woman looked at him in disgust. But, continued talking.

"Now Bebe, I know these tits are small but do men have tits?" questioned the woman as she tweaked Brandon's nipples. Brandon moaned and arched in her skilled hands.

Brandon was still confused, pink clouds still existed in his head.

The woman let out a deep sigh. "Very well, I'll help you. Repeat after me. I am a dyke.My name is Bebe. I am a French maid whore. I serve the coven and my mistresses in whatever ways they wish. I always obey. I am a slut."

Brandon hesitated. He was a man? Why he should obey this woman or any woman. He was a man?

"REPEAT IT FAG!!!" yelled the woman as she smacked Brandon's ass . Brandon was intimidated. This woman was so powerful. He repeated what the woman had said but in french. He was French after all?

"I am a dyke.My name is Bebe. I am a French maid whore. I serve the coven and my mistresses in whatever ways they wish. I always obey. I am a slut."

A shiver passed through his body. The last of his cock had melted away. His tongue had grown longer and tits had gone up to a D cup.

"Is something wrong today, Bebe? You seem different." questioned the woman.

"Non, Mistress. Bebe is just horny and confused." said Brandon/Bebe.

"Ah Bebe, that's because you haven't been obeying properly. Do your job and clean MY apartment. You can start by licking up that spunk. Later we'll be having some guests. I think you'll enjoy serving them. NOW kneel and lick up that spunk!" stated the woman.

"Oui, Mistress je servitude." said Bebe as she sank to her knees and began to lick up the spunk. Part of her wondered how the spunk had gotten there. But, that part didn't last long. The more Bebe obeyed the less Brandon existed. Bebe just knew she was a French maid whore and her only purpose was to obey.

The woman had Bebe clean the apartment for awhile and enjoyed Bebe's servitude. But, soon the woman grew horny. It was time to put Bebe's "new skills" to the test.

"Come here Bebe." ordered the woman. Bebe came back to the woman.

The woman leaned further back on the Eames chair and took a long sip of what had formerly been Brandon's expensive champagne.

"You know I love, tits. You know I love to see what a slut you are." stated the woman.

"Oui, Mistress." stated Bebe as she blushed. What would the woman make her do now?

"Play with them for me." ordered the woman.

"Oui, Mistress." stated Bebe nervously. She wanted to please this woman but had she ever done anything sexual before? Thoughts about this being wrong still existed in her head. Yet, Bebe knew she had to obey. She was a french maid whore. So only wanting to obey her better, Bebe reached up and began to gently caress her breasts, running her fingers over the nipples, tweaking and gently pinching them. This elicited soft moans and mews from her.

"Now strip out of your uniform, slut. I want to take your whole body in." ordered the woman.

"Oui Mistress." stated the obedient Bebe."

She reached down to unzip her uniform and pull it off, followed by the crotchless panties she was wearing. Bebe threw the panties away. she knew she would never be wearing them again. Bebe had learned she must always be exposed and ready for her Mistress. She was a slut after all.

"Bebe, you know you haven't always served the coven right? So, as head of this coven, I've decided that you must be punished. Here is your punishment. It will make you more eager to serve and get rid of all those unpleasant thoughts you have. All you should be is an obedient cunt. From now on you won't be able to cum unless a woman sprays on your face. You've also completely forgotten how to masturbate, just in case you were tempted to disobey orders and try." Bebe was disappointed but knew that her only purpose was to serve. She had to accept what the coven told her.

Bebe watched as the woman pulled her skirt off. She was dripping wet. Bebe just stared greedily at the now exposed, shaved pussy of the woman. Bebe wanted nothing more than to please it.

"You know what to do dyke." stated the woman.

Bebe bowed and crawled to her Mistress. As she crawled, her tits dragged on the plush carpet, exciting Bebe more. "Oh remember,that in the brothels you learned to suck cock and take them up the ass. That's all the men can do to you. but of course you can't resist the sight of pussy. You're just an eager cuntlicker now," the woman said.

This all made perfect sense to Bebe as she reached the chair of her Mistress. With her hands planted firmly on the floor, she leaned in to put her mouth against the wet box of her Mistress. The smell of pussy was memorizing as she inhaled deeply. Her tongue darted out, running up the length of her slit, stopping to flick against the exposed clit. Bebe now knew exactly what to do to please her owner. She lifted her right hand, sliding her index finger into the waiting tight hole as she continued to lap away. The woman began to pet her hair, which made Bebe very happy.

Locked in that place, it only took her Mistress a few moments to reach the edge of her climax, moaning loudly as she gripped the hair of her new submissive slut. Her thighs clenched around Bebe's face as she came, her juices coating Bebe's face; with her Mistress' release, Bebe was tipped into an orgasm. It was her first orgasm as a "woman". Bebe's "cock clitty", clenched and drenched the carpet. It made a HUGE mess of spunk. Still coming down from her orgasm, the woman looked down at Bebe.

"Now...dyke" She said, between pants. "Aren't you glad you've decided to serve the coven and be our french maid whore?

"Oui, Mistress," Bebe giggled. "Je servitude tois, tut le monde."

She jiggled her tits for her Mistress as a proper slut should. The woman smirked at that.

"Oh good! Why don't you go ahead and lick up the mess you made. And when you're done with that, meet me in the parlor. We have guests"

Bebe nodded agreeing. She spent the next half hour making sure to lick up every trace of her cum from the floor before moving, nude, out to the parlor as her Mistress had commanded.

There Bebe was stunned to find a man. What was a nasty man doing in her Mistress' apartment? Why did he look almost almost familiar like she had seen him in a former life? Pink clouds came into Bebe's mind. Former life, that was just silly. She'd always been a french maid whore. Bebe let out a giggle and waited for her Mistress' orders.

"Bebe, this man is from Company Inc. He's here to fuck you." stated her Mistress.

"Bu.."began Bebe. Did she fuck men? Did she like cocks? Bebe thought she was just a dyke.

"So you're going to disobey me, rug muncher? You're NOT going to listen? SIGH. SO disappointing. You're embarrassing me in front of an important client. Your JOB is to do as I say. You're nothing but a FRENCH MAID WHORE. You fuck whomever I command. NOW DO AS I SAY! Assume the position." commanded the woman.

Bebe tried to protest again. But, knew she was a French maid whore as her Mistress had said. Bebe slowly sank to the floor and assumed the position.

"Be nice to him, my little rug muncher, your Mistress has a business deal to make." stated the woman. It was hard for her to speak since Nicole had come back to eat her out.

Bebe knew she had to do as her Mistress bid. So she quickly changed her tune. "Please fuck me, Sir" she begged. "Fuck me please Sir. I want your cock inside of me."

Stephen laughed malevolently and moved in front of her. "You want my cock in you. I'll give you all of my cock.'' All Bebe could do was stare at his pulsing member. She could see precum seeping from the tip and she was dying to lick it. It was what her Mistress wanted. She loved cum?

Stephen`was enjoying her indecision "Beg for it bitch. You're a nasty cock sucker. You want to suck my cock so bad don't you slut. Tell me how much of a cock sucker you are."

His words confused Bebe even more. She hated cocks. She didn't want to. But, she had to obey her Mistress. Mistress creaming over her was everything. Bebe made up her mind.

"sil vous plait, sil vous plait let me suck your cock," Bebe begged. Bebe hopefully opened her mouth wide. Brad shoved his long hard rod into her mouth. She gagged at first. She had never sucked a cock without using her hands. She had a difficult time because she could not control the pace at which he pumped her face, but she quickly got into the rhythm.

Bebe did her best to suck his cock and please him. Bebe could feel his cock swelling each time he pumped her mouth. After a few pumps he pulled his cock out of her mouth and positioned it just out of reach of Bebe's mouth.

But, Bebe was hungry for his cock and she stuck her tongue out to lick the tip, but he moved back. She tried lunging forward to get his cock in her mouth, but he kept his cock from her reach. He seemed amused at her desperate acts. Never before had Bebe wanted a cock so bad. She knew she was a whore who was willing to do anything to please a client of her Mistress'. Maybe she needed to beg more, she thought.

"Sil vous plait, sil vous plait, let me taste votre cock. Je suis un nasty little whore. Je suis desire tous cock so bad!" A part of Bebe couldn't believe she was saying these words. Normally she was a dyke who didn't like cocks...right? Yet Bebe knew she was a french maid whore. She'd learned in the best brothels. She had to please him. She had to show him what a great cock sucker she was.

Unfortunately or perhaps fortunately, Bebe did not get he chance to prove her sucking ability. Stephen wanted something other than a blow job which any secretary could give him. He pulled away and moved behind her. Brad made her straddle the bench. She was still bent forward, with her hands tied behind her back. This caused Bebe's ass to be pointed up in the air for his pleasure. Stephen was satisfied with what he saw. Bebe's white cotton panties were so wet that they became transparent. Stephen's cock was throbbing for attention. He really wanted to fuck her like the bitch she was.