Andy's Training

by Cissykay

 

Chapter 10

 

My wedding day had finally arrived. As I woke, I laid in bed and cried. I didn't want my life to change. I wanted Mistress Betty and Mistress Cissy to continue to keep me, and to be comfortable in the life I had begun to love. I also didn't relish the idea of being the male bitch of this foreigner. I was still chained to my bed when both Mistresses came in. "Good morning sweetie. How's our little bride to be on her wedding day?" I wanted to beg Mistress Betty not to force me to do this, but I was still securely gagged and could only grunt. I learned a long time ago that trying to argue with a rubber penis shoved in my mouth was as useless as it could be. "We must take special care to be sure that our charge doesn't get cold feet today Cissy. I think she should be bound at all times until the ceremony. We don't want her running off at the last minute. Please get her some fresh undies and her chastity belt put back on, then we'll start our preperation. Don't remove her gag just yet. I don't need to hear her whine all morning. We have lots to do, so let's get to it. After you dress her, help her pack her bags while I see to the preperations in the studio."

I was soon dressed and wearing my chastity belt again. Mistress Cissy then replaced my ankle and wrist cuffs. She made sure that I was hobbled, and then we began to empty the closet and pack up the rest of my belongings. "It's going to be very quiet down here after today Andrea. I wonder if mommy is going to find another young man to train like you. It really is remarkable how we've transformed you from a weak young man to a stunning female. Aren't you happy also?" I just made some quiet noises into my gag. "You are going to look so beautiful today. I can't wait to see you all dressed as a blushing bride." We worked and packed until all of my possessions were packed away, and I was told to bring them upstairs. Mistress Cissy then had me sit at the kitchen table while she made us a light breakfast. I was immediately chained to the chair so I couldn't leave. She was making sure that I couldn't run off even if I wanted to, and I did.

When she removed my penis gag so I could eat, I began to beg her to try to talk Mistress Betty out of marrying me off. "Oh, don't be such a sissy. You're going to love being married. It's every young girl's dream." "But, I'm happy being your slut. I"m not gay, and I just can't be happy knowing what I'll be forced to do after I am married and away from you and Mistress Betty." Just then Mistress Betty returned and gave me a firm directive. You will do exactly as you're told today, and I want no complaints from you, young lady. I have gone through alot of trouble to make this a wonderful day, and you are not going to ruin it. Am I understood?" I hung my head and began to cry. I knew she was quite serious, and there was nothing I could say or do to change her mind. "But I love you Mistress Betty", was all I could get out. "If you love me the way you say, then you will do whatever I ask to make me happy, won't you?" "Yes Mistress, I will make you proud of me." "Very good. If you think your virgin ass is sore from last night, just you cross me today, and you won't be able to walk for a year. Now, finish your meal and go with Mistress Cissy. Mistress Nancy and Mistress Carol will be here any minute to get the bride ready for her special day." I ate as fast as I could, and we went back to my cell. Mistress Cissy locked me in, and I was left to wonder what was going to happen.

It wasn't long before Mistress Carol and Mistress Nancy arrived. They were both loaded down with packages, and bags. "Well, good morning Andrea. It's time to start you on your way. I want your word that you will not give us any trouble. If you do, I'll spread eagle your ass off the floor, and you'll stay there for the rest of the day." "I'll do as you ask Mistress. I know how important this is to Mistress Betty, and I don't want to make her sad." "Very good Andrea. I knew I could count on you." Mistress Carol said that she had two other women to attend to, and went upstairs. I was left with Mistress Nancy, and her makeup kit. "It's good that I don't have to do too much. Your tattooed makeup is standing up nicely. It is beginning to fade a bit, but we'll touch it up, and you'll look beautiful." I sat at the vanity, and Mistress Nancy began to apply some touch up to my face. We made some girly talk while she worked. "Well Andrea, you had your chance to get away, but you chose not to. Are you sorry you came back?" "I thought that I was doing quite well with my training. I never even thought about Mistress Betty forcing me to be married to someone. I guess I wasn't making her happy." "Oh, on the contrary my dear. You made her, and all of her friends very happy. You are a very special person Andrea. In fact, Mistress Betty has planned this day ever since she first started your training. You were such a wonderful and caring person, we all thought that you would make a lovely bride someday. We just didn't think it would be so soon."

When Mistress Betty finished my makeup, she told me that she would have to secure me to the ceiling so Mistress Carol could get me dressed. She fastened my wrists to the spreader bar, and went upstairs to get the other ladies ready. It was now mid afternoon, and we only had a couple of hours left before the ceremony. When Mistress Carol arrived, she told me that it would take the best part of the remaining time to get me dressed. "Let's get all these ugly thngs off of you." She removed my clothing, and then unlocked my chastity belt. It just fell to the floor. I was now standing naked in front of her, and for the first time I could remember, my tits felt unusually heavy. I looked down, and they stuck out just like the real thing. I could have sworn the nipples were getting harder and bigger. Just my imagination. Mistress Carol began by lacing me into a satin corset. It was snow white, and just a bit more restrictive than any other I had worn. I took a deep breath, and she pulled on the laces until I got very dizzy. She tied the laces off, and made sure that my breasts were securely glued before she adjusted the cups. It pushed up on my breasts, and gave my a wonderful cleavage. White silk stockings were attached to the garters and it was time for my gown. Although there had been several fittings, I was really looking forward to seeing the finished product.

"Before we get you into your beautiful wedding gown Andrea, there are a couple of things we have to do first." She placed my feet into a pair of white sandals with locking ankle straps and 5" heels. This took some of the pressure off my arms that were still securely fastened to the spreader bar above my head. She then produced a leather waiste to ankle white hobble skirt. This was exactly like the black one I had worn, but it matched the color of everything else I was wearing. "When I get you into your dress, we'll zip this up, and you'll be forced to walk like a pretty little lady." It was about this time that Mistress Cissy came back into the room. She was dressed in a formal gray business suit. It was a pinstriped skirt and jacket. She looked wonderful, and very sexy. She sat and lit a cigarette while she watched Mistress Carol work to get me ready. I was scared to death to ask her anything about the wedding. I didn't want to upset anyone this afternoon. It was now about thirty minutes before the ceremony, and Mistress Carol began to work at a fevorish pace. "Just one more item, and we'll be ready for the gown." Mistress Carol then opened a very small box, and I saw a pair of contact lenses. "These are a beautiful blue Andrea. Now you will be the blue eyed blonde that every person hopes to marry."

As soon as she put them in, I knew that she had made a serious mistake. "Mistress, I can't see anything with these in. Everything is a total blur." "Excellent. That's how they are supposed to work. You now have beautiful blue eyes that everyone will notice. You just can't see anything clearly." Mistress Cissy just giggled. Now I had to rely more on my sense of touch, rather than my sight to figure out what was happening. I could make out forms, but I had no idea who was who. Next Mistress Carol slipped a series of pettycoats over the leather skirt, and began to fluff them out. All that was left now was the gown itself. "Mistress Cissy, would you like to put Andrea's garter on for her? Every bride must have one you know." Mistress Cissy then slid a garter up my right leg. "That looks so sexy Carol. I wish I could take it off her myself after the ceremony. Not my lucky day though, I guess." Both women gave out a good laugh. Mistress Carol then ordered me to stand with my legs close together. She reached under the petticoats, and pulled the zipper all the way down on the hobble skirt.

"I'm going to release your arms now Andrea. You would be very wise not to do anything stupid. I'm sure you know that you are way past the point where you can prevent the wedding." I knew she was right. Even if I wanted to run away now, the leather hobble skirt and heels would make it impossible to get too far. Not to mention the fact that I couldn't see a hand in front of my face. I stood still as Mistress Carol put my gown over my head, and pulled it into place. She zipped the back and made all the adjustments to the dress. I was now ready to be married.

"I've installed a little safety device for your comfort Andrea." She grabbed hold of my left wrist and placed it into a leather cuff that had been sewn into the front of the gown. When she repeated the process, my wrists were now locked together at my waiste. "That does it. Andrea is now ready for the alter." She put what had to be a bouquet of flowers in my hands, and arranged them to her liking. "Now no one will even notice that you are totally restrained, and unable to see clearly. I think this is so special. I wanted to add a snow white leather gag, but how could you say "I do" with your mouth all plugged up. My penis was trying so hard to stiffen in my chastity belt that I was actually in pain, but I didn't add to their pleasure by telling them. "Are you ready to go Andrea?" I had not choice. "Yes Mistress Carol, I'm ready. I started to cry again. "I love the idea of permenant makeup. You can cry for joy all day and it won't smear." I wasn't crying for joy. This was now the worst day of my life, and I knew it wasn't going to get any better real soon. I could make out that Mistress Cissy had already left for the studio, so Mistress Carol and I were alone.

"May I escort the bride down the isle?" "Yes Mistress. I would be very honored to have to bring me to the altar." More like to the slaughter. We walked very slowly out the back door and over to the studio. It seemed to take forever, since I could only take about six inch steps in this hobble skirt. "You look truly beautiful Andrea. Anyone would be lucky to be marrying you." I was hoping that the studio would get hit by lightening or something, but it was a beautiful warm day. Not much hope of that. As we neared the studio, I could hear the chatter of the crowd become louder. I couldn't make out anything yet since my sight was severly restricted by the lenses. Then I heard the unmistakeable sound of the wedding march, and Mistress Carol began to walk me down the isle to the ooohs and ahhhs of the audience. As we got to the alter, I could make out several figures in front of me. One had to be the minister, but I had no idea who the others were, except for Carol who still had my arm in a death grip. Then the service started.

"Blah, blah, blah, balh. All the usual minister crap about this being a holy union that will last forever. My only thought was that this marriage was only going to last until this slob made me go down on him and I bit his dick off. Then I heard the words that I dreaded most. "Do you Juan, take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife." I'll give this asshole a wife. "Yes, I do." The accent was enough to make me sick. "And do you Celeste, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?" "Celeste? Now who the fuck is Celeste? This fucking clown doesn't even know my name. "Yes, I do." "Huh, I know I didn't say that, my lips didn't move. "And, do you Elizabeth take Andrew to be your lawful wedded husband?" "I do." My knees buckled. I couldn't see her, but I knew it was my Mistress. It was a good thing that Mistress Carol was strong or I'd be flat on my ass right now. "Do you Andrew take Elizabeth to be your lawful wedded wife." "I do, I do, I do I do." I don't know how many times I must have repeated it, but the entire place broke out in laughter. "You may now kiss your brides." Uh, who kisses who here? Mistress Betty than lifted my veil, and gave me the most passionate kiss I've ever known. When she was through, she whispered in my ear. "You don't think I'd ever give that fantastic prick of yours to anyone esle. Now be a good girl for the rest of the day, or you wont get out of that wedding gown until our silver wedding anniversery." I couldn't control myself. I was sobbing as hard as I've ever done. "Yes Mistress, I adore you. I'll be the best wife a woman could ever have." "You are already the best wife I've ever had. What I want now is the best husband that I've ever had." As she took my arm and led me from the alter, I must have looked like the happiest bride of all time. Mistress Betty just turned and told me that she was very lucky to have a husband, wife, and girlfriend all in the same package. I looked back and said in my sexiest voice, "Who the fuck is Celeste?"

 

 

 

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