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Three months later K’s
breasts started to show. His arms and legs were almost hairless. His skin
looked much softer. His hair looked shinier and almost wavy. His facial hair had
stopped growing. He was still kept in his cage, although the humbler was modified
for his tiny balls. His bladder expansion training continued and his bladder could
hold an amazing two liters. His butt plug training also advanced nicely. At the
moment the diameter of his butt plug is about ten centimeters.
K looked at the
window; it was almost dark.
A familiar face
entered the room; it was mistress Blue.
“So, K, in three
months, you’ll be a female,” she said. K looked at her face.
“Drop dead,” he said.
His voice sounded higher pitched than months ago.
“You’ll never learn.
That’s why I love you. You never give up
despite what we do with you.”
She waited for him
absorb her thoughts. It didn’t matter that much, she realized. The mistress
sighed and then she pressed the pain button.
After a while K came
to his senses.
Taunting, she caressed
her nipples.
“How long has it been
you were intimate with a woman?” She inquired softly.
K refused to answer.
“Wanna fuck a tranny?”
“Hell no!”
Again the mistress had
to press the button.
“Useless slave,” she
muttered.
Frustrated, she left
and headed for the meeting room.
“Come on in, Blue.
We’re waiting for you. Now we’re complete and the meeting can start” one of the
mistresses said.
“It’s about K. Despite
all his training and therapy, he still has a strong will. People, we need to
invent a strong punishment for him. Something he’ll never forget” Mistress Blue
said.
The other mistresses nodded
in agreement. A moment of silence followed.
“Hell, right before
this meeting I asked him to fuck a tranny. He didn’t wait long to refuse. Maybe
we could work with that,” Blue said finally.
Mistress Brown wet her
lips.
“Maybe we shouldn’t
encourage him to have sexual feelings towards women. Why don’t we wear sloppy
clothes?” the mistress said.
“Good idea. Don’t let
the ideas stop, people.” Blue said.
Another moment of
silence followed.
“Let him watch tranny
movies. I mean beautiful movies. Not the ugly kind.” Mistress White suggested.
The girls continued
chatting; more and more ideas were put forth. They talked for hours about how to
execute their wishes. Late in the night a carefully constructed plan was put on
paper.
The next day, mistress
Blue entered the room. K was still sleeping.
She shocked him and
all at once he was awake.
“Wanna fuck a tranny?”
she asked. K saw her baggy clothes and looked at her strangely. This was not
what he was accustomed to.
“Hell no,” was his
reply.
“Come on, boy, you
have to. We want you to fuck a tranny. What do you say?”
She game him a blue
pill. He swallowed it but he didn’t answer her question. She snapped her
fingers. Mistress’ White and Pink brought in a holographic television with an integrated
cubic holodisk player. They put the TV in front of him. He couldn’t look around
it, it was too big. The only thing he could do was to watch it. White and Pink
left the room. Blue inserted a holocube.
“Enjoy the movies,”
she said sarcastically.
“By the way,” she
added “you’ll be given a blue pill every day and you’re only allowed to sleep
four hours a day now.”
Blue laughed as she
left the room. The holodisk was ready for use and it automatically activated
itself. K closed his eyes. He already knew that the movies couldn’t be good. He
struggled to keep his eyes shut. Once or a while he had to open his eyes to
give them some rest. Then he saw a glimpse of the transsexual movies. After a
few hours, he was getting tired. He had to keep his eyes open more often. Too
bad he couldn’t switch off the sound. He heard women cumming, although they
probably were trannies. He heard males fucking them. It was strange to hear
women cum like men. During the next few days, he was forced to endure this
torture. He was fed only once a day. K was eager for sleep. After five days,
mistress Blue entered the room. She pushed the TV away and stood in front of
him. The mistress wore the same baggy clothes.
“Wanna fuck a tranny?”
she inquired.
After a few seconds K
replied he didn’t want to.
“How come I didn’t
doubt you would answer that way?”
She unlocked the cage.
K slowly rose from his cage. His mistress dragged him into another room. The
slave stood there adjusting to his new surroundings. He saw a table and a
cupboard. The room had nothing else. The slave looked closer and saw that the
table was homemade. There were handcuffs attached to each corner and there were
two small holes in the centre. The table top was cut in half giving the
impression that they could be separated. One section had one hole in it and one
half hole. The other part of the table had just one half hole in it. Put together,
the table top had two full holes in it. He couldn’t guess its purpose. Blue
unscrewed the section with the half hole in it and slid it apart.
When she was finished
she said firmly, “Get on the table, face down. Put your penis into the hole of
the table. Your nuts should be pressing against the half hole.”
Still tired but
relieved to be able to lie down, the slave reluctantly obeyed. The mistress
locked his wrists and ankles in the cuffs. Then she screwed the other half of
the table back on. Now he couldn’t escape as his tiny balls were firmly
restrained. His body was pressing against the table. If he tried to move, his
balls would obviously hurt.
Blue snapped her
fingers and a woman entered the room. When she stood in front of him, he looked
up to see her. She wore a blue silk negligee with knickers under it. Her breasts
were small - only a handful but they seemed firm. She had full lips and her
eyebrows were thin. Her hair was long and wavy. The slave opened his eyes wider
to take a better look. He thought about sex.
“Wanna fuck her?” Blue
asked.
“Hell yeah!” K
answered.
“You’ll have to suck
my cock.” The woman spoke up.
Her voice sounded
feminine, almost girlish. She started to rub her knickers. K shook his head, he
didn’t understand. The woman moaned softly. The slave saw a bulge in her
knickers. The woman removed her underwear. Then he saw her cock. Unsettled, he
tried to jerk, causing his balls to ache. The woman’s moans were getting louder
and her penis was almost erect.
“Suck it, big boy!”
She demanded.
“Fuck off, you freak!”
K said.
“Suck my big cock,
boy.” She calmly said.
She showed him her
erect penis. K looked at it in disgust.
“Do what she says, K”
said Blue.
“Or what? More
movies?” he asked laughingly.
Blue’s face got red.
She went to the cupboard; he couldn’t see what she took. When she returned he
felt she was fondling his penis. After a while he felt his penis become erect.
“She must have been
using a penis pump,” he realized.
After she was
finished, he felt her put something around his cock. It felt more and more
restrained. It was probably a rope of some kind. His erect penis also pressed
against the hole in the table. It was very uncomfortable to move, even small
movements were painful.
“Wanna suck her cock”?
Blue demanded.
“Never! You whore! Get
this freak away!”
A moment of silence
followed.
“Ok, I’m going to
pierce your balls unless you suck cock.”
The slave thought
about it.
“Piercing will hurt a
lot but at least I don’t have to suck her,” he thought.
“Go ahead, bitch.” He
answered finally.
A sharp pain went
through his tiny balls. K clenched his teeth, making sure he didn’t bite his
tongue by accident. His face was red and swollen as he tried to resist the
pain. The muscles on his neck were noticeable. He puffed hard when the short
pain subsided.
Blue removed the
needle and put the piercing into place. She only needed one piercing, his nuts
were tiny enough.
“Wanna suck her cock?”
The mistress asked.
K, still puffing and
trying to get his bearings said, “No”.
Frustrated, Blue tried
the last and ultimate idea. She put a sharp blade against his balls.
“If you don’t suck her
cock, I’m going to cut off your balls. I kid you not. I really mean it!”
The slave swallowed.
His face, still red, started to sweat. He blinked his eyes rapidly.
“My balls! I don’t
want to lose them. God damn it! I don’t want to suck her either. My god, I
don’t want to lose my balls.” He thought.
He needed all his
strength to say a silent yes.
“What did I hear? Was
that a yes? Can’t you speak louder, boy?” The mistress demanded.
Reluctantly, he again said
yes, albeit stronger this time.
The woman, still
rubbing her cock, was pleased. K opened his mouth and the tranny put her dick
into his mouth. She moaned.
“Just pretend it’s a
strap-on you’re sucking, K” Blue assisted him.
“You have to suck her
harder and deeper. If you don’t do what I say, I’m going to cut, I mean it!”
She added.
The slave obeyed,
thinking about his nuts. The woman moaned louder and soon her load was in the
slave’s mouth.
“Swallow her cum,” the
mistress demanded.
She waited a moment
but saw he didn’t intended to swallow. She closed his mouth violently. K
swallowed automatically.
“That wasn’t so bad,
was it?” Blue asked. The slave coughed, ignoring the mistress and the tranny.
Blue said to the
tranny:”Pat, go suck his dick. It should be still hard.”
Without hesitation,
Patricia obeyed her. She sucked his penis. At first softly, later on she sucked
faster and harder.
“How does it feel
being sucked by a tranny?” Blue asked.
K tried not to think
about it but the mistress put her blade against his balls.
“It feels nice,” he
lied.
The tranny continued
to suck his cock. She looked at Blue.
“He doesn’t cum,” She
unsurely said.
“He can’t cum,” Blue
explained vaguely.
The slave tried to
resist enjoying the blowjob. At the end, he just imagined it was a real woman
sucking his cock. Tears came to his eyes. He wanted this to end. The tranny
stopped and stood in front of him. She pressed her tits against him. The slave
continued to sob. He felt the warmth of her breasts. He kept his eyes closed.
Pat put her nipple into his mouth. K softly started to suck it. K still
pretended it was a real woman. Slowly he became aware of the tranny. But he
didn’t care. He continued sucking her nipple. His tears dried up. The tranny
removed her nipple and again pressed her breasts against his head. The slave
wished the moment would never end.