All At Sea

by Jenny Jenkins

 

Part 2 concluding Uniform Dress Code

Leslie finished cleaning up after dinner and hurried back over to the Wrens accommodation block. She went straight to Susie's cabin and continued to read the story that featured both of them so heavily.

 

The rest of the weekend was a dream for me! Dawn and July left me alone for most of the time, just checking up on me once in a while. Leslie caught me in my cabin late Saturday night. She walked in and closed the door, "Don't make a sound! You and I are going to have some fun, Sissy Jenny! I see you are still dressed very prettily, stockings and nice underwear, even though you have that ultra feminine nighty on. Well, I think that pretty girls should be rewarded, so take off your panties and lay down on the bed!" The next few hours were incredible, both frightening and incredibly exciting! I 'came' at least three times! Leslie played with my 'breasts', rubbed my penis through the restraint, nibbled and kissed my earlobes. After the first time that I 'came', she showed me the large 'butt-plug' that she had bought. "This is just for you, Jenny! I have even bought some KY Gel, so that it won't hurt you! Relax now, my pretty sissy girl, I am going to show you what it feels like to be a real girl!" I was worried, but she had gotten me so aroused and compliant, I would have let her do anything. It was tight at first. It hurt for a moment when it pushed into my anus. But once it was inside me, I felt as though I could feint with pleasure! Leslie 'fucked' my anus slowly and gently, talking all of the time, telling me that I was 'her girl', 'her Sissy'. By the time she had satisfied herself (and made me 'cum' three times), I not only believed it, I wanted nothing more than to be her 'Sissy'. When she left, I felt completely drained and happy, I didn't hate her anymore. Most of Sunday was spent cleaning my cabin and kit, ready for the Chiefs inspection due on Monday morning. Leslie came to my cabin late Sunday evening, she asked "Do you want to be my 'Sissy' again. Like last night?" Shyly, afraid of my need for her, I said, "Yes, please Mistress Leslie. I want to be your 'Sissy girl' tonight." And believe me, I was! I was completely under her control during that incredible sex! A few hours later my stomach felt as though someone had kicked me, my bottom felt very loose and sore! Although I had loved every minute of it, I was scared of her power over me! I decided to get this leave period over with, keep everyone happy and get away from Leslie and Chief Nayland!

I checked the cabin again; making sure it was ready. Even I had to admit everything looked spotless. Bright and early, I got up, showered etc, dressed in my best uniform. Put the pale pink blusher, lipstick and eyeshadow on making sure I looked as good (pretty) as possible and waited for the Chief. She was impressed! "I think you are a much better person as a Sissy Wren, than a rather wimpish lazy sailor. You work hard, pay attention and keep the office clean and tidy. You obviously take great pride in your appearance and your cabin is immaculate. I think that you deserve a reward of some kind. Let me think about it. For now, change back into working rig and meet me in the office in twenty minutes. Oh, don't worry about Wren Middleton bothering you again, I have told her to stay away from you! I warned everyone again, not to jeopardise this 'punishment' of yours!"

Feeling very proud of myself, I changed and quickly hung everything back in the wardrobe. I have to admit, I was relieved that Leslie wouldn't be able to get me alone again, maybe I would get through this leave period! Although I secretly knew I would give anything to be 'her Sissygirl' sex slave. I reported to Sister Stoppard who removed cleaned and checked the sheathe and breastforms before re-attaching them. 'Very good Wren Jenny. Your nipples are swollen but perfectly fine. That is the reaction to the piercing. Your penis sheathe seems to be working as expected so I shouldn't need to see you for another couple of days.' Knowing it was expected I thanked her and went straight over to the wardroom office. When I entered, Chief Nayland was talking on the phone, so I sat down at my desk and began to quietly sort out the paperwork.

"Yes, she is doing very well. I think you can be justifiably proud of her. She should be home in just over a week, but I am surprised that she hasn't let you know. I will confirm her travel arrangements over the next day or so, then let you know. Bye for now." She looked at me, "Jenny, can you find Susie Foster and ask her to come and see me, please?" I jumped up, turned towards her, curtseyed and said, "Yes Chief Nayland, right away."

I heard her chuckle as I left the office, but it didn't bother me. I was still feeling really good about the inspection going so well! I must have been daydreaming a little, because I didn't see Leslie waiting for me in the hallway. "Proper Chiefs 'girlie' aren't you! Well you won't be so happy soon, Sissy! Faggot! Pervert! You wanted me last night. You would have done anything for me! But they won't let me have you, well if I can't, no-one will!" Just at that moment, P.O.Wren July Hill came round the corner, she was very angry, "What have you done, you stupid girl?" Thinking she was speaking to me, I stammered, "Nothing P.O." "Not you, Jenny." She turned to Leslie and said," I overheard you threatening Jenny, you had better hope that you haven't exposed what we have been doing, or you will regret it, 'Big-Time'!" Leslie seemed to shrink into herself, but she still replied, "You can't do anything to me. I have written Regulating P.O. Killick a letter, explaining what you have done! You will all be in trouble when he reads it!" She slipped past July and ran towards the stairs, "You can't stop it now! You are all as bad as that Sissy pervert!" July turned to me and said, "Quickly, go and fetch Dawn and Susie, bring them to Chief Nayland's office. We have to stop this from going any further!"

Five minutes later, we were crammed into the office. "Chief, what are we going to do? Bloody, Leslie. She will get us all kicked out!" Susie was angry and it showed. The Chief raised her hand and said, "Stop. Quieten down. Good! Now, I admit that this is my fault, if I hadn't told her to keep away from Jenny, she probably wouldn't have flown off the handle! But I think she might be too angry and upset to hear reason." Dawn said, "So we could all still end up being kicked out of the navy!" Chief Nayland stood and said, "First of all, no-one is going to be in trouble for this! Secondly, Regulating Petty Officer Killick is still on leave. That means we have a full week to get hold of that letter before it even reaches him. So all we have to do is shut that little bitch up. Now! Before she tries anything else!" July said, "Susie works in the base mail office, if she misses it, I can get the Regulators Office keys, so I should be able to get hold of it."

"Good!" Turning to me, Chief Nayland said, "What happens now, depends just about solely with you, Jenny. It has been mentioned that Wren Middleton is fascinated with you. She supposedly hates you, but I've heard she is sexually attracted to you. That could be what makes her disgusted with herself. If you can change her feeling towards you, maybe she would stop trying to hurt you?" "I know she wants me, in a sexual sense, Chief." I admitted, blushing furiously, "But now she can't be near me, I don't know what she will do. I think Mother might know what to do though." "Oh. Why is that?" she asked.

"When I was sixteen, Mother took me up to see cousin Sally and her parents. She had booked a hotel function room and whilst we were there, she threw a fancy dress birthday party for me. You might guess that my costume was really an excuse to dress me as Jenny. So she had paid to have a Cinderella type, Princess ballgown outfit made for me. I was the only boy at the party that was dressed as a girl! The five real girls came dressed as; Batgirl; Wonder woman; Supergirl; Hawkgirl and my cousin Sally came as Xena. All of them were superheroines, just so that I stood out from everyone! The six boys that were invited had to come dressed as superheroes. I didn't know any of that before the party ofcourse. Mother was too clever for that! I balked at wearing the costume, even without knowing that Mother had planned to present me as her daughter, Jenny. When the big night came, Mother gathered everyone at the bottom of the hotel stairs and called my name. I had to walk down the stairs like a princess, allowing Mother to take numerous photos. She introduced me as her pretty birthday girl, Jenny. Then she said that we would be left alone until midnight, when 'her Cinderella' would have to leave!" July interrupted, asking, "Exactly where are you going with this, Jenny. It sounds interesting, but hardly relevant?"

"To shorten it. The only rule she stipulated was that Sally was in charge. Sally decided that each 'girl' had to dance with each of the boys, afterwards rewarding them with a kiss! I really hated her at that moment, but couldn't get out of it! One of the boys groped my 'breasts', but when he realised that my breasts were false, he laughed and said I couldn't be sixteen as I was obviously too young to have developed real breasts as yet!

Cousin Sally was nearby and said, "Maybe she hasn't got much in the way of breasts, yet. But she knows how to use her mouth and lips, don't you Jenny?"

I don't know why she decided to embarrass me that night, or put me into that situation, but all I could do was blush! "It wouldn't be the first time that she has sucked a cock! You should let her suck yours, as a birthday present to her! Infact she is such a 'goody two-shoes', I'd like to see her suck all of your cocks tonight. Gary had laughed and asked what Sally had against me but whatever it was he wouldn't mind if I sucked his cock but not infront of everyone! Suffice it to say. I refused. Things became heated and the Hotel stopped the party! Gary told someone else what Sally had done, somehow Mother found out as well. Sally wanted to tell everyone the truth, but Mother stopped her. She must have hated me as much as Leslie does, at least she did. We talk fairly often nowadays, but never about that party!"

Chief Nayland agreed to call Mother but for everyone to try and think of something ourselves. July went back to my cabin with me, collecting Dawn on the way. We tried to think of some way to stop Leslie, but nothing much came to mind. We went back to the office. Chief Nayland was just hanging up the phone as we walked in. Chief Nayland smiled and said, "I've just finished speaking to Jenny's Mother. She seems to think that Leslie might be a dominant type, trying to control Jenny through sex or blackmail! She has some amazing ideas and insights into the way Sissies and their Mistress's/Masters are reliant on each other! The dominant one needs a slave just as much as the slave needs the Mistress etc. Listening to what Jenny told me earlier, it all makes a kind of sense." July said, "If that is the case, Jenny might be too afraid to talk to Leslie. Maybe Leslie wants something that Jenny cannot or daren't give?" Dawn added, "I think Jenny is still a virgin. Maybe 'she' is scared of what it could involve?" The Chief looked at me and asked, "Do you want to tell them about Danielle, or should I?" "I can't, it is too embarrassing. You don't have to tell anyone, I'll go and see Leslie. I'll do whatever it takes to keep her happy. I promise!"

Knowing that Mother had told Chief Nayland my deepest secret, I knew I had no option other than to grovel and ask Leslie to forgive me. Even though it had obviously been another Sissy that had hurt or angered her in the past! Much rather I obey a Mistress than have to obey a 'Master' again! Yes, I said, 'Master', meaning Daniel, a neighbourhood wimp, a computer nerd, an overweight, short, weakly sixteen year old. He was in the same class as me but up until this event we had never been friends. He had often seen me in the local store, buying a few groceries and the obligatory embarrassing feminine item. This time, I hadn't quite got enough money, so he had loaned me two pounds. After that day, he always seemed to be somewhere near me, whether at school or in the local shop. What I didn't count on was his spying on me at home. Eventually, he must have seen me as Jenny, probably doing the housework, dressed up and wearing one of my very frilly full-skirted aprons. Mother sometimes made me clean the windows, only on the inside but dressed as Jenny. Anyway, he saw me, confronted Mother with more than one long distant photo of me as Jenny. Then asked if I could be his very own 'Sissy-girlfriend'! I hated it! I hated him! Mother loved it, she said it would finally bring out my true feminine nature! She did lay down a few rules with him.

"Daniel, as you have seen fit to court my pretty Jenny, I have to tell you a few 'Do's and Don'ts', alright?" He had loved Mother calling me 'Her pretty Jenny', he liked her being part of 'the game' as he called it. "The first rule is that you do not tell or involve anyone else in our secret! Break that rule and you will regret it! You will treat my pretty daughter with respect and consideration, like you would any other girlfriend! You may kiss and cuddle, even a few surreptitious fondles will be fine, but No Full Sex! Not only do I consider Jenny too young; you are the same age! If you want to, you can take Jenny to the pictures, or maybe for a walk in the park. I've always loved seeing a young boy and his pretty 'girlfriend' walking hand in hand, stopping and sharing a tender kiss. As Jenny is always immaculately dressed, you should be smart and well mannered. If you hurt my little girl or anger me, I will punish you! And believe me, young man, I know a lot of ways to punish and control naughty young boys!

Mother had allowed Daniel to court me for nearly two months, but then had punished both of us, after finding 'cum' stains on my petticoats. He had taken me up to his bedroom; his parents were out for the whole day and most of the evening. He had made me lift my dress and show him my pretty sexy underwear. Then he had told me that he loved me, he adored me, wanted to kiss and caress all of me. When I reminded him about 'the rules', he had threatened to expose my secret, not only at school, but on the Internet! (He had plenty of 'close-up' photos of me, by then.) I reminded him that if Mother found out, she would 'make him regret it'. But had reluctantly agreed, when he said it would be too late by then! So I pulled my panties off and laid on the bed. He started to kiss my shoes, then took them off and kissed my feet, next my legs, thighs and finally my penis! I couldn't help it I became erect! He began to suck my penis, but stopped before I ejaculated! He said that I had obviously liked him sucking my 'cock', and now it was my turn to suck his! He had threatened again to expose my secret if I didn't suck it nice and slowly, he told me to freshen my lipstick. Hating him and myself, I laid on the bed whilst he mounted me 'Sixty-nine' style. I slowly kissed his thin, small erect penis, but as soon as my lips touched the end, he pushed it into my mouth! Telling me to suck it 'nice and slow', he lowered his head and began sucking my penis again! He ejaculated! Forcing me to take his hot, salty 'cum' into my mouth! He knelt upright, forcing it deeper into my mouth, as he began to quickly masturbate my cock. I couldn't help it I exploded! He used my petticoats to catch my 'cum', only stopping when I had finished pumping my 'cum' over his hand and into my petticoats! My mouth had become so full of his' cum', that I had swallowed quite a lot of it, but he told me to swallow the rest, or he wouldn't move! Afterwards, he had wanted to cuddle and kiss, but I just couldn't bring myself to let him near me! I hated him! I wanted him to feel the humiliation and shame of being forced to dress as a sissy and do what he had made me do! He had reluctantly agreed to let me walk home alone, but only after promising to see him the next weekend.

I had tried to get most of the 'cum' out of my petticoats, but obviously hadn't done a good enough job! Mother had been furious! I told her the truth, Mother demanded to know the full details! Slowly, I told her, everything. When I was done, she had told me to have a shower, and dress in my 'Tomboy' clothes! (These were my proper male clothes, but Mother never referred to me as a male unless she had to!) She had phoned Daniel and asked if he could come round and give her a hand with something. He hadn't suspected a thing, because he arrived whilst I was getting dressed. Downstairs in the kitchen, Mother had shown him a 'fifties' fashion-catalogue and was asking him some questions.

"I wanted to ask your opinion about some new clothes for Jenny. I know you don't normally talk about such things, but our relationship isn't quite normal, is it? What I wanted, is for you to tell me exactly what you would like my Sissy to wear next Saturday. I have arranged a celebration meal at 'Deniro's' restaurant. As it is a special surprise, I want you to choose all of her outfit and make-up!"

Unknown to Daniel, Mother had a video camera set up in the kitchen, recording everything that happened! She continued,

"So Daniel, what clothes and makeup would you like for Saturday?" He fell for it! He told her everything, from pretty lacey pastel pink underwear, to a fifties style, flared floral-print dress (also in pastel pink), shocking pink two (or better yet, three) inch stiletto court shoes. A matching wide plastic belt, matching handbag and 'big chunky' jewellery. Pretty pink glossy lipstick, pale pink eyeshadow darker pink blusher and that really beautiful perfume Chanel No.5. Mother prompted him about some things, like nails, would he like long false nails painted to match the accessories and how about a pretty 'fifties' style corset instead of the bra and suspenders, as it would be very restrictive and give a really girlie figure?

He had eagerly said that it sounded wonderful, and he couldn't wait for Saturday! Mother had thanked him, asked him to keep it a secret and sent him home again. Then she had edited the video and copied it onto two new cassettes!

She had told me that I would have to see Daniel at least once more, but that would be the last time! It was planned for Friday night, I was to ask him round for a 'sleep-over', I could give him any reason I wanted, just make sure he agreed! Once at our house, I was to somehow get him to try on something feminine, the more the better, make-up of some sort would be very good.

"Ofcourse, if you can get him to wear enough so that he is obviously dressed as a girl and not just trying the odd garment, it would be excellent!" I knew what might make him agree but wasn't sure if Mother would allow it. When I explained that if he thought there was a good chance that we would 'do it' again, I might get him to dress up, she quickly agreed, saying, "You don't have to 'do it', just get him excited enough to dress in some pretty underwear. Maybe a nighty, stockings etc. and put lipstick on, we'll have him!"

That Friday, he arrived at five-thirty, eager to spend a whole night with Jenny. His face fell when I answered the door still dressed in my school clothes. But he obviously thought I hadn't had chance to change yet, because he whispered that he wanted to 'sleep' with Jenny tonight, all night! Mother and I kept him busy and quietly excited for a couple of hours. First of all, Mother went through the 'fifties' catalogue with him again. Pointing out what she had been able to purchase and what she had been able to borrow from her 'older' friends. I kept saying how very feminine and pretty the catalogue clothes were, but they looked uncomfortable. It was about eight o'clock, Mother had gone out to the shops, Daniel asked why I wasn't dressed as Jenny. "Mother said she might take us bowling later, but I can always try and get out of it, if you want. I have something really important to discuss with you, Daniel. After we 'made' love the other day, I started thinking and came to realise that I would have enjoyed it far more, if you were dressed as a girl as well." "No way! I'm the 'boyfriend', remember!" "Yes, but it would only be this once, just so that I could relax and really be uninhibited. I honestly think that I could go 'all the way' if you were dressed up as well! Please, Daniel, at least try it, just once, tonight, please? You know I'm not really homosexual, but if you appeared to be feminine as well, I would feel much happier!" "What if your Mother hears us?" I knew he would agree if I could convince him that Mother would never catch us! "She sleeps right down the other end of the landing, and she never wakes up in the night, never!" I could see he was seriously thinking about it, so didn't push it any further!

When he used the bathroom later that evening, I quickly explained the conversation to Mother. She told me not to worry as she would solve that problem! When Daniel came back, she said, "Whilst I was out at the shops, I met Mary, an old friend from my school days. I wonder if you would mind can we postpone the bowling alley? I really would like to meet her and catch up on a few things. I'll be out pretty late though, probably 2 or even 3 o'clock, as she lives over in Lincoln. She said she was just on her way back there, but had stopped to get a few things for her mother before she left." Daniel looked at me, nodded and said, "I don't mind Mrs Jenkins, I'm sure we will be alright. But wouldn't it be better for you if you stayed there the night, it is a long drive back at that time of night!" Mother smiled and said, "I had thought of that, but didn't want to spoil our night, it will mean I won't be back until noon tomorrow, will you two be alright?" "We will be fine, Mother, don't worry."

She excused herself, quickly made a phone call (or at least pretended to), then went upstairs. The video camera was set up her bedroom, well hidden behind some books. She had positioned it to face the big mirror, thus giving a good view of the bedroom. She turned it on, and brought down an overnight bag, turned to me, saying, "Can you come out to the car, I want a quick word with you." She quickly outlined her plan, then gave me a quick kiss and drove away. I was excited and looking forward to 'framing' him. He thought I was just excited about spending the whole night with him.

Within five minutes, he was trying to rush me upstairs to change into Jenny, I told him that unless he agreed to be as feminine as possible, that I wouldn't do it! No matter how he tried to blackmail me, I refused to give in. So reluctantly he said, "If I do this, you know, dress up as a girl, you promise that we will have proper sex. We will go all the way, won't we?"

"I promise that if you look as good as me, I will make this a night, neither of us, will ever forget!" I asked him to shave his body or at least shave his legs, but he adamantly refused. I had expected that anyway, but it made it easier to insist on other things. "Alright, you won't shave, but you will wear pretty underwear and a nice nighty! The stockings won't look as good, but I can't be bothered to argue about it. However, I am more than willing to argue all night if I have to, but you will let me make you up!" "No way! I don't want to look stupid, I don't care what you say!" "Fine, then you might as well go home, nothing will be happening here! I was even going to spend the night in Mothers room, it would be far nicer in her 'queen-size' bed."

Reluctantly (again) he agreed. I led him into Mothers bedroom, and pushing my luck and said, "I don't trust you. I think once I'm dressed and looking pretty, you won't let me dress you as a pretty sissyboy, will you?" "I will, I promise." He replied, a little too quickly I thought. "Say it then, say that you want me to dress you as a pretty girl, dressed in pretty underwear and a very sexy nighty!" He stayed quiet, so I said, "Say it, or else!" "For heavens sake! I don't know what has gotten in to you, tonight!" "I've seen what you and Mother have picked out for me to wear tomorrow night! It is old fashioned and I know for a fact that those corsets are very uncomfortable and restrictive! Isn't it bad enough that I have to dress as a woman, without you making it worse! So I'm getting a little bit of revenge on you by making you dress as a girl for tonight, all night!" He sighed and then said, "Please, will you dress me as a pretty girl, make me up to be pretty and let me wear those sexy clothes." I held up my hand to stop him from adding anything else, then said, "And from this moment until I say enough, you have to act as a sissy, lisping and swishing around. Pretend that you love being dressed like a girl." He was going to argue, I could see it, so said, "Please, please Danielle, please be my sissy girlfriend." He relaxed and said, "Tonight had better be worth this, I hate the idea of being dressed as a girl, never mind acting like a stupid sissy as well!" "Oh, thankyou Danielle, I promised, didn't I?"

I told him to strip, then helped him to put his 'pretty' clothes on. First the lacey black full b-cup bra followed by the matching suspender belt. I had to show him how to roll the black stockings up his legs, as he would certainly have laddered them otherwise. I didn't give him the French knickers, as I wanted no mistakes about his identity or gender! I asked him to sit at the make-up table, and then after using an elasticated hair band to hold his hair up I began doing his make-up. Foundation cream followed by a dusting of face powder, next I applied thick mascara to his already long eyelashes, and then bright purple eyeshadow, blending into lilac eyeshadow smoothed up into his eyebrow. Pink blusher and then his lipstick, a long lasting, deep berry colour. I gave him a pair of white, two-inch ankle strap shoes (which I had to help him with) and told him to try 'mincing' around the room.

"Do you feel pretty and feminine, Danielle? Are you a happy, excited Sissy, being dressed as a girl?" He lisped his reply, "Oh yes, I like being your sissy girlfriend, I am pretty, aren't I?" "Would you like to wear a wig, there is a beautiful auburn wig, styled like Farrah-Fawcett. You would look even prettier."

"He frowned slightly, but lisped, "Oh yes, please." Then being sarcastic, he added, "Why don't you lend me some jewellery as well, and perfume, don't forget the perfume. After all, we girls like to smell nice as well as look pretty." So calling his bluff, I found a pair of my old clip-on earrings, and a matching big beaded plastic purple necklace. Then, after I had attached the wig and brushed it out, I liberally sprayed him with Chanel No.5 perfume! I gently took his penis and began to masturbate him, whilst whispering into his ear, "You look so pretty, I can't wait to make love. How would you like to have sex with me, right now? You as the pretty sissified girlie and me as the boy?" "If you don't stop playing with my cock, I'm going to 'cum'! And no, I want you to get dressed as Jenny." Still masturbating him, I whispered, "But I will get dressed, only we could make love now, then again as often as you want to, once I'm dressed!"

I led 'her' to the bed, asked 'Danielle' to lay back and put her hands behind her head. I took my clothes off, then went to the head of the bed. Quickly, before 'she' had time to calm down I asked 'her' to stretch 'her' arms and legs, as though spread-eagled on the bed. Then climbed on top of 'her', pinning 'her' arms with my knees, quickly snapping the new handcuffs on 'her' wrists. Then I jumped off the bed and said, "Now, pretty girl. I have you at my mercy! I am going to torment and tease you until you scream! I am going to fulfil every one of your fantasies, but with the roles reversed!" Before 'she' could utter much more than a surprised grunt, I forced a 'ball-gag' into 'her' mouth, then fastened it behind her head. Next, although I had to sit on 'her' legs individually, I managed to tie her ankles to the bottom of the bed. I received a fairly viscous kick in my stomach whilst tying 'her', but soon recovered. "Now, Danielle." I said, putting my clothes back on," I think one of your fantasies was to pluck and shape my eyebrows, get my real hair styled, dyed and permed. All so that I would have to stay dressed as your girlfriend!" 'She' was futilely trying to struggle out of 'her' position, the 'mewls' 'she' was making, were pathetic. "Or should I just go straight for the ultimate?" I mused aloud, "You know, the one where you watch, as I am forced to have sex with all of the boys in our class! I could easily give Keith a call, tell him I have a surprise for him. Ask him to bring a few of his friends round for a party. I mean, what could you do? Once they have finished with you, I would think you would want to stay a sissy. Maybe you would want to look as pretty as possible for the boys, just so that they would find you attractive enough to do it again and again!"

At that moment, I heard the front door open and close, "Oh, it sounds as if someone is here, keep quiet, I'll go and find out who it is!" I quickly put my shirt back on and left the room, only I didn't quite close the bedroom door, on purpose! As I went downstairs, the bedroom door slowly swung open, as it always had done if left ajar. Mother was waiting in the kitchen, "Well, how is he?" "Oh Mother, you have to see 'her', she is all made-up, I managed to get her to lie on the bed, I've tied and handcuffed 'her'! The bedroom door should have swung fully open by now, so 'she' will be panicking! Let's go to the bottom of the stairs, you ask me to go out to the car and get your overnight bag. Then I'll open and close the front door, you go upstairs." "I know exactly what you mean, you minx! Alright, I'll go and extend this punishment, but don't get too carried away with this!"

"It doesn't really matter, 'she' asked me to do all of this on camera, it won't even take much editing! I'll try and sound reluctant to leave you alone in the house, okay?" We walked into the hall, Mother raised her voice a little and said, "I left my bag in the car, it's at the end of Turners road, by the post box. I'll have to give Mary a call and cancel tonight, unless she can pick me up. By the way, where is Daniel, has he gone home or has something happened between you two?" "No, everything is alright, Mother. But why don't you call Mary first, then if she can pick you up, you can collect the bag on the way to Lincoln." I replied equally as loud. "That would be a very good idea, but I left her number in the overnight bag, so I need it to call her. Be a sweetheart and fetch it, it should only take a few minutes if you cycle there." "Er, Mother, can I ask you not to go upstairs, Daniel is having a rest, I promised he could sleep a little?" "Ofcourse, sweetie, I won't disturb him."

I opened and then shut the frontdoor, then quietly tiptoed to the bottom of the stairs and sat down. Mother smiled and talking aloud to herself, said, "I must go to the toilet first though, I'll just try and be quiet." She went upstairs, as she walked towards the bathroom, she passed her bedroom door, saw Daniel and burst out laughing! "Oh my God! Two Sissies in the house! Mary has to see this!" She walked into the bedroom, and forced 'Danielle' to look at her. "Well, pretty girl, I see you like being dominated as well as being feminised. I think I will have to go over to your house and explain a few things to your Mother! I'm sure she will love having a daughter, I know I prefer my pretty girl to my son! However, I can see that you two were either in the process or about to have sex! I told you I would punish you if you angered me! I think I will leave you like this and have a think about what to do!" With that she walked out of the room, pretended to use the bathroom, and then came back downstairs! She motioned for me to follow her quietly into the kitchen, closed the door and said, "This is better than I had really hoped for. I think it is time that our 'Danielle' learnt what it is like to be a girl! Tomorrow night was going to be a final meal for my daughter and I. Now, however I think we 'girls' will all go to the restaurant! Threatened with telling her Mother what I have just seen, plus the photos I am about to take and the video! Once 'she' sees that, I am sure 'she' will agree to do just about whatever I tell her to do! You however, have not escaped punishment for having sex against my direct command not to do it! Tomorrow, you and I are going down to the recruitment centre. You will sign up, with my permission, for a career as a cook or a steward in the Royal Navy! If they cannot teach you to obey orders, then I promise you, once you leave, I will teach you! You have a choice, ofcourse. A couple of years in the navy, with a possibility of a good time onboard ship or the next few years with me! I will make you live as Jenny full time! You will apprentice in a salon; the owner will be told all about you, beforehand! You will get a second job as a carer in an old peoples home. Once again the owner will be told all about you! The only reason they might employ you is that you will do all of this as an unpaid volunteer! You will look after wrinkled old men and women, wash them, help them use the toilet, all the things a carer has to do!

It took only seconds to agree to the Navy career, the other alternative sounded awful! (In hindsight, I'm not so sure!) Mother told me to stay in the kitchen for the next forty minutes, then pretend to come through the front door. She went back into the hallway, picked up the phone and pretended to phone her friend Mary. Then she phoned Daniel's Mother asking if it would be alright if Daniel stayed all day tomorrow as well, then come to a restaurant tomorrow evening. "That is, if Daniel decides to come with us to the restaurant. I'm sure he will agree as he seems to really enjoy being David's friend. They are much more alike than I would have imagined don't you think? He can? Oh good. Thankyou, bye."

Mother had spoken loud enough for Danielle to hear, so when she went up to see 'her'; she was already worried about what Mother had planned! Mother took a couple of Polaroid photos, then removed the 'ball-gag' and said, "Now, Daniel or should it be Danielle as that is the feminine form of that name? Although you look quite pretty, I do not like young girls to have any body hair! When I release you, you will go into the bathroom and remove all of it!" "But, Mrs Jenkins. This isn't what you think! Jenny forced me to dress like a girl, she wouldn't dress up herself unless I did it first!" Danielle attempted to talk her way out of Mothers punishment, but her attempt was pitiful, Mother told her so! "Whatever the reason for you being dressed and made-up as a woman, although you keep saying girl, I don't care! That isn't the point! What is the point is that you have had, or intended to have sex with Jenny! Now you will learn not to disobey me! I am going to unhandcuff your hands, remain on the bed and assume a provocative pose!

Mother took a few more photos, then had Danielle stand up and pose for the camera. "Good girl. Now strip off and go and remove all of your body hair. I do mean all of it! There is some 'Hair-remover' cream, smooth it on your chest, arms and legs. Leave it for ten minutes, then wash it off. Most of your sparse boyish hair will be removed, but enough will remain to require shaving! I will inspect you, so do a thorough job of it the first time. You will not like it if I have to finish you off!" Blushing furiously, Daniel stripped and went to obey Mother. He probably feared what she would do, if she knew we had already had oral sex! I pretended to arrive back home, called out to Mother and was told to hurry upstairs. I walked into the bedroom just as Daniel finished in the bathroom. "Jenny, go and shower, then get dressed in your prettiest outfit! Danielle, stand here, under the light, let me look at you!"

I stripped and went for a shower whilst Danielle underwent an embarrassing inspection by Mother, who decided to help in 'those awkward' areas. Even more embarrassed, Daniel was then massaged with non-perfumed body lotion to cool and moisturise his hairless skin. Mother liberally sprayed him with perfumed deodorant, then put a couple of touches of Chanel No.5 perfume behind his ears and on his nipple area. She showed him the fifties style whale-boned corset she had bought, "This is yours now, Danielle! It will help give you a much slimmer, feminine outline!"

Mother fastened the hook and eyes at the back, then tightened and tied the front laces, starting at the bottom. He complained that it was tight, Mother laughed, "I haven't fastened the laces at the back. Just wait for those to be tightened." She placed a breast form into each cup, "You aren't quite big enough without these, yet!" Then tightened the back laces as far as she could, lacing him painfully tight into the corset. "Take small breaths, bend from the knees if you need to. But get used to it, you will be wearing it all night!" Mother had to put his tan, seamed stockings on for him, as he couldn't do it because of the restrictive corset. She helped him step into a pair of white silk lacy French knickers, then sat him down at the make-up table. "You will do your own make-up, make sure you do a good job of it, as people will notice when we go out!" "I can't go out like this! Please don't make me go out like this, Mrs. Jenkins!" He pleaded. "Oh, don't worry, you won't be going anywhere looking like that, Danielle. Now do as I say and lets get you finished and dressed prettily!" It took a while, but eventually Mother was satisfied that Danielle looked good enough. She went into her bedroom and fetched the fifties style dress, it wasn't exactly what he had chosen, but near enough! It was a light grey polka dot very flared dress with a deep pink collar. "Well, do you like it, Danielle?" "If I say no, you will only do something else to humiliate me, so. Yes, Mrs Jenkins, it is very nice!" Mother laughed, "You are catching on. Clever girl. As a reward I am going to let you borrow some of my old fashioned jewellery. Here, step into this, carefully!"

Whilst this was going on, I had dressed and made-up as Jenny, knowing exactly what Mother liked seeing me in, so had dressed accordingly. Because I had finished, Mother told me to help getting Danielle ready. I helped Danielle step into the multi layered petticoat, which lifted and made the dress flare even more. Then I fastened a pretty deep pink plastic bangle on her left wrist and a small watch with a pink strap on her right wrist. Mother fastened a large beaded pink necklace around her neck, then clipped large pink button earrings on. Danielle complained that we had turned her into a sissy and that his Mother would be furious! Danielle said that his Mother was sure to find out, especially when they went swimming and she saw he didn't have any body hair! Mother laughed and just carried on getting her ready. She attached the auburn wig again, pinning it in place. I put Danielle's feet into the 'two' inch stiletto court shoes. They were a little bit tight, but not that bad.

"Right Danielle, stand up and give us a twirl. As you are doing it, take a look at yourself in the full-length mirror. I think you will be amazed at just how pretty you look!" Danielle stood and after getting her balance, twirled infront of the mirror. She looked very convincing and quite attractive! "You really are a very pretty girl, you have to admit you are pretty, don't you Danielle!" Danielle twirled again, stopping to look at her side and rear reflections. She lifted her heel a little and noticed how her calf muscles tightened, giving her legs a very pretty shape! She turned to Mother and whispered, "What have you done? I…I'm a girl!" Mother rushed over and gave Danielle a hug, "Yes you are, Danielle. A very pretty, attractive girl! Do you like being a pretty girl, now that you have seen how good you look?" Danielle looked at me, and said, "I'm scared to admit it, but I feel wonderful! Sorry, Jenny, but I want to be Danielle from now on, can we be girlfriends instead?" I laughed and told her ofcourse we could. Mother reminded me of my imminent departure for the Royal Navy, but I didn't mind. At that moment I felt wonderful, I had a friend who not only knew and loved me for what Mother had turned me into, but 'She' wanted to be the same! It meant I wasn't the only sissified boy I knew of!

Mother sees Danielle every weekend and sometimes during the holidays, she takes her on overnight breaks as her niece! As far as I know, no-one else knows of her secret, except Chief Nayland ofcourse.

So I went to Leslie's cabin, gently knocked on the door and said, "Leslie, it's me, Jenny. Can we talk, please? I don't know what I have done to hurt you or make you hate me, but I'm sorry. Please forgive me and let me in so we can talk." The door slowly opened, Leslie said, "You can come in, but don't expect me to forgive you just because you said sorry!" Her room was a mess; it looked as if she had thrown everything about in a fit of temper. She sat on her bed, looked at me and asked, "Well, why should I forgive you, or anyone like you for that matter?"

Unsure, but trying to understand, I said, "I don't know what someone else might have done to hurt you, but I have never hurt you or anyone else. Even when you 'used' me in the toilets, I didn't tell anyone. But Chief Nayland blamed you for not telling me the work list she had left was to be finished by Monday. That's why she punished you, I didn't tell her anything, honestly! But I'm sorry if by doing the list, you got into trouble, please forgive me." "I know you didn't tell her. I know you haven't done anything to me personally." She motioned for me to sit on the bed, turned to look at me and asked, "Did you know that I was married when I was twenty?" "No Leslie. No-one ever mentioned it, I don't think anyone knows." "Maybe not. But I was. He was two years older than me. I found out that he liked to wear pretty underwear by coming home early one evening. When I walked into the front room, he was sat watching the television, but he was dressed in my underwear and nighty! He even had some lipstick and eyeshadow on! I was hurt and angry! Why hadn't he been honest with me? He begged me not to tell anyone. He pleaded with me to accept him as a cross-dresser. It took several weeks of seeing him in various stages of cross-dressing. It took even longer for me to go anywhere near 'her', but eventually I not only got used to 'her', I looked forward to being with 'her'!

He wanted me to become more domineering, to punish 'her' when she was dressed, tie 'her' up etc. But he was already seeing some one else! A woman who treated him exactly how he fantasised about! Just as I was finally accepting and enjoying being married to a cross-dressing 'Sissy', he left me! I know that he lives full-time as her Sissified French maid! I would have loved to have 'her' serve me like that! But instead I had to leave home and get away from him! That is why I joined the navy! Then you came into my life, I couldn't help myself, I needed to control you, and I have to have you for myself! Do you understand?"

I did understand! Listening to her, I had felt myself drawn to her, resentment had been replaced by sympathy, then desire! I had been forced into this life by Mother. At first I had hated being feminised and Sissified, treated like her daughter. But, eventually, I began to enjoy dressing up and looking pretty, I wanted to be her daughter, at least occasionally! I have to admit that thinking about having oral sex with Daniel (now Danielle) excites me. But being used by Leslie was incredibly erotic for me I wanted to be dominated by her!

"Because you have told me about your marriage, I am going to tell you a secret, something Mother might have guessed, but something I have only just realised! When you made me 'do things' for you, I felt as though I was doing what I had always been meant to do! It felt right! I don't know if I would feel the same with anyone else dominating me, but you are the first Mistress in my life." She hugged me very tightly, then held me at arms length, "You aren't just saying that because I threatened to expose you, are you?" Seeing her need for me to be honest, I smiled and said, "At first, I would have done anything to try and stop you. But I realise that I really do want you to be my Mistress, I want to be your French maid, your Sissy-slave. If there was a way for me to leave the navy, without being thrown out for being a Sissy, I think I would take it." "But that would mean you would leave me!" She said, holding me tightly again, "I don't want to lose you, not now! Not ever!" I felt light headed, giggling, I said, "No, silly! I want to leave the navy so that I can be your French maid always, full time!"

The end

 

After reading the whole story, some of it more than once, Leslie removed the disc and shut down the computer. She went back to her cabin and thought long and hard about what she had just read! By the end of a long restless night, she knew that she couldn't ignore what had happened! The problem was that she had no idea of how to proceed. Should she let others included in the story read it, or should she take advantage of 'David/Jenny' by herself? She decided to wait and think about it.

However at breakfast, David came over and asked if he could have the disk back. When Leslie told him she hadn't finished with it yet, he grew sullen and upset. "You promised that you would read it and give it back to me. Or have you decided to humiliate me after all?" Leslie became annoyed enough to reply, "I wouldn't push your luck if I was in your shoes!" She laughed and added sotto voice, "Or in your case, maybe I should have said, 'if you were in my shoes' as that would be more likely! Now I suggest you apologise and whilst you are at it, you can take my tray away, I've finished!" She saw David tense up, as if ready to argue, so Leslie whispered, "Now Sissy, or I might just get angry enough to start talking loudly! Annoy me enough and I'll give the disk to Susie, I'm sure she would love to read about herself!" "Alright, I'll do it! Please don't tell anyone." He said, obviously still upset.

Nothing else happened that day, but David was worried about the photos as they hadn't arrived! If they didn't arrive by Tuesday, Caroline would end their friendship! David realised that was not his main worry at the moment. He had angered the one person who knew his secret! He had to make it up to her somehow. Tuesday morning, David managed to get to the base post office; he inquired if any mail had arrived for him. The woman looked and said, "No, only these photos for Jenny Jenkins, nothing for you!" David sighed; he knew what had happened! In his drunken state, he had told Linda that his name was Jenny Jenkins not David Jenkins! What a mess! "Er, I think there has been a mix up, I am waiting for some photos, they are of my sister, Jenny Jenkins. Maybe the shop put her name on the envelope, could I look and see if they are of her, please?" "Well it is unusual, but I don't know any Jenny Jenkins on the base. Do you have the receipt for the photos?"

Thankfully, he did and it was made out to Mr. Jenkins! He showed the woman the receipt and she allowed him to open the envelope, as long as she could see the photos as well! He had no choice, but figured that she wouldn't recognise him as Jenny. She agreed that there was a very strong family resemblance and let him have the photos!

Leslie saw him at lunchtime and asked if the photos had arrived. David was loath to let her see any of them, but she insisted! Leslie particularly liked one taken outdoors and put it in her handbag. "I'll take this. I think you make a very pretty sissy and this will remind me of you." She looked at David and added, "It might also come in handy if I need you to do something for me!" Later that evening, alone in his cabin, David went on-line to the chat room, but Caroline wasn't there. So he left her a message and said he would try again on Thursday at seven in the evening. Having managed to scan all of the photos onto a disc, he cut all of the original photos into tiny pieces. He mixed the pieces up and put them directly into the large waste bins outside.

Next morning, he was walking towards the dining hall, when Leslie called to him. "David, wait up, we need to talk!" Inwardly groaning, expecting some form of ridicule or worse, he stopped and waited until she caught up to him. She gave a sickly smile and whispered, "I used Susies computer to read the story. I obviously removed the disk afterwards, but didn't know that it keeps a record of all documents used on the computer. Susie regularly looks at the list. She noticed that 'All at Sea' was on there a couple of times. She was asking who had used her computer over the weekend, so I had to tell her it was me." "Oh, God! She doesn't know, does she?" I asked, feeling sick and worried. Leslie looked guilty, she said, "I didn't know what to say. She asked what the 'Word file' was about. I froze, Susie knows me too well, she guessed I was trying to hide something from her! I told her that I was trying to write a story about life in the Wrens. I didn't count on her wanting to read it! I said it wasn't finished yet, but that didn't bother her, she still wanted to see it!"

"I hope you told her to wait?" "Yes, but she knows I don't really understand computers very much, she told me she would just extract the story from the computers temporary file. But if I made her do it the hard way, she would be upset with me!" Leslie frowned and said, "Susie is going to read it tonight, I thought I would warn you! Sorry David, I didn't mean for her or anyone else to know about you, honestly I didn't!" David had completely lost his appetite, so he turned and without even speaking to Leslie, walked back towards his cabin! Leslie followed, grabbed his arm and said, "Stop! You can't just hope this isn't happening, you have to face up to it! Susie and I are very much alike; she will probably keep your secret between us three! What difference will it make if one more person knows about it? I haven't taken advantage of you, have I?"

Speaking before considering the consequences, David turned towards Leslie and said, "Ofcourse you have! You called me 'Jenny', made me take your tray back to the scullery, took one of the photos of me dressed as 'Jenny' and kept the disk. Now you have given it to your best friend, who knows what will happen!" He pulled away from her and added, "It would have been a better kept secret if I had signed the story with my real name and added a photograph and my email address! Thankyou Leslie, I'm sure you will all have a good laugh when I am dismissed for being a 'gay transvestite'!"

He ran back to the cabin, somehow managing not to cry with frustration and worry! He calmed down enough to get through the days work, avoiding any contact with Leslie or Susie, by asking to work in the Male Officers Quarters. All the time he was working, he kept thinking of the possible consequences of being exposed as a 'Transvestite'! His Mother would be devastated, if his neighbours or old school friends found out, he would be beaten up or worse! The whole affair would probably get into the newspapers. He could just imagine the headlines: Gay Transvestite Steward dismissed from the Royal Navy. David didn't bother with lunch or supper at all that day. He went straight back to his cabin and composed a speech to tell his Mother before she found out from someone else. He couldn't get it to sound right, it felt stilted and didn't explain why or how he had become interested in 'cross-dressing'. Eventually he erased the file and decided to confront Leslie and Susie. Maybe, just maybe, if Susie would keep the secret, he wouldn't have to tell his Mother anything! He phoned the Wrens Quarters and asked if he could speak to Leslie Middleton. She came to the phone and said, "Meet me and Susie in the cafeteria in half an hour. We can talk there!"

The cafeteria was never very busy after seven o'clock, so he was fairly sure they would be able to talk in private. He arrived early and sat at the cornermost (the most isolated) table. When Leslie and Susie entered, they saw him, walked over to the table and sat down. Susie said, "I'll have a coffee, white no sugar. Leslie wants coffee white one sugar." When David didn't move straight away, she added, "Now. Or do you want to get me even more angry than I already am!" David went to the vending machine and got their drinks. When he got back to the table, they were standing either side of the one chair left at the table.

"Sit and do not interrupt!" Susie ordered him. "I have spoken to Leslie and I don't agree with the way she has handled this situation, at all! The only smart thing she did was to obtain an incriminating photo of you. That coupled with the story is more than enough to get you thrown out of the navy! You do know I am speaking the truth, don't you?" David whispered, "Yes Susie, I have been worried about it all, day!" "Big mistake! I will punish you for that later! First rule: You will address all women as Mistress when in private or use their full title and name in company. If anyone asks why you are so formal, say, 'I am very shy and completely intimidated by all females!' If we hear that you break this first rule, it will be classed as a level one punishment!

Second rule: You will always stand when in the company of females. If it is necessary that you sit, you apologise to all the females present, and if possible, stand until all of them are seated! Breaking this is a level two punishment!

Third rule: You will write one story similar to the one in my possession every month until I tell you to stop. These stories must be accompanied by a signed photo of you dressed as 'Jenny'!" Susie stopped, forced me to look at her and said, "Don't think that you can get away from this when you leave the navy. We can still send the evidence to your Mother or local newspaper! Each photo must be different, both make up and clothes must change thoroughly!" She continued, "Breaking this rule entails a level three punishment!" David interrupted, "Excuse me, Mistress Susie, can you explain what these punishments entail?" Susie frowned, then said, "I am not happy that you interrupted, but I will let that one small slip go. As for explaining what the punishments are. No, you will find out when you are punished!"

Susie knew that the fear and uncertainty about the punishment could be far worse than the actual punishment! Leslie smirked and said, "Let us just say, that if for very minor mistakes, level one was making you wear make-up, a bra and frilly panties whilst having your bottom caned, guess what level two, three and especially what level four will entail!" David blanched, he couldn't believe how quickly these women had thought of these punishments, or decided to implement them! Susie said, "Don't let 'Jenny' off too lightly, Leslie. I still think we should forget level one punishments and renumber them starting with level two!" David would have collapsed if he wasn't already sat down. "Now, where was I? Oh yes" Susie continued, "When dressed as 'Jenny', you will curtsey before speaking, you will only speak when asked a direct question. You will talk in a falsetto, lisping voice. You will 'mince' everywhere, and when not carrying out a specific task, you will practise being a 'girl'! Any failure to obey will be a level three punishment! To practise this, we all have this weekend off. All three of us are going to go to my flat in Southsea. You will learn what it is to be a Sissymaid! You will spend the whole weekend as Jenny! Don't for one moment think that you will enjoy yourself! Every weekend or non-duty day of a weekend will be spent at my flat! If you disobey or fail do anything we tell you to do; it will be a level three punishment! When you do eventually leave the navy, we will decide what to do with you! If you obey us and do everything we tell you to do, we might let you get on with your life. We might keep you until we are satisfied that you are a real Sissy, not just someone indulging in a fetish! We might expose your 'feminisation' to your Mother. Who knows, she might like a willing housemaid/sissydaughter to look after her!"

Leslie said, "For the remainder of your time in the navy, you will wait for us outside the dining hall. We will select what you can eat, and how much of it! Further more, you will seat us before sitting down yourself! When we have finished, you will remove our trays and return to our table!" Susie said, "This will no doubt raise questions. You will tell anyone who asks that you lost a bet and are fulfilling your promise! That will satisfy Officers or ratings, everyone understands paying your bets!" Leslie and Susie could see that David was controlling his urge to argue and ask questions, they were enjoying it enormously! Leslie looked at Susie and said, "Should we tell 'her' now, or prolong 'her' agony?" Susie laughed and said, "Only if you let me tell 'her'!" Leslie nodded and Susie continued, "We have had our fun, David. You can relax. We aren't going to do any of that lot. We just thought you should be taught a lesson! You must take better care not to be found out, it is very lucky that Leslie and myself are so broadminded! Anyone else would have told the navy straight away, or blackmailed you! Here is the disk and the photo of 'Jenny', destroy them or put them somewhere very secure. We won't mention this again, alright?" David nearly feinted with relief! "Thankyou, thankyou both, so much!" Leslie said, "If you want to reward us in any way for keeping your secret, I know exactly what you can do for me!" "Anything!" David replied.

"Get us both another drink, these have gone cold!"

 

All at sea to be continued in Part 3 which contains a new story 'A change of lifestyle'

  

  

  

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