Be Careful What You Wish For

by Ms. Bianca

 

Whenever Sophie had some free time, she would always put on one of her special outfits and go on-line to chat. This may have been a fairly normal routine for most people. However, Sophie was not like most people. Her special outfits included a nice tight flight attendant's uniform, a lovely French maid's uniform, and a few gingham dresses that were cut in the same style as the French maid's uniform. Additionally, Sophie had something hidden in her panties that also made her different. She actually was a male who had enjoyed wearing women's clothing since she tried on her first pair of panties some twenty years ago. Moreover, Sophie had some interesting fetish desires that she usually indulged in before logging on to her favorite cross dressing web site.

Tonight, she had chosen a lovely pink and white checked gingham dress with a very short skirt, two starched white petticoats, pink satin bra, panties and suspenders, white stockings, and four inch white pumps to wear while she was enjoying the chats. She had also selected a pair of white leather below the elbow gloves to wear as well as three pink, white and yellow print scarves. Sophie carefully dressed in her lingerie and heels before beginning to work on her hair and makeup. Her hair was especially important to her as she was enthralled with having her hair tightly wound in curlers and covered with at least one, if not more, silk scarves.

Before beginning to roll up her hair, Sophie carefully covered her lingerie clad body with a nice pink plastic shampoo cape. She wet her hair from a spray bottle that was on her vanity and began the task of putting her hair up. Over the years, she had become quite adept at doing it. One of her thoughts, as she did her hair, was a hope that her on-line Mistress would be present tonight. Sharon seemed to be the one individual that shared Sophie's fantasies, and even indulged them during their chat sessions. However, because Sophie was in the United Kingdom and her on-line Mistress, Sharon was in the United States, it was a rare occasion when they could chat. The five hour time difference between them meant that as Sophie was preparing for bed, Sharon was just beginning to chat. Still, Sophie hoped that good fortune would smile upon her and she would be able to chat with Mistress Sharon.

Sharon had indulged many of her fantasies in their chats and role plays, everything from the use of silk scarves all over her body, to being a bondage bride to being subjected to beauty salon punishment. Still, there were two dreams that Sophie had. One was to meet her Mistress in real time. The other, half a fantasy and half a hope, would be that her Mistress would kidnap her and make her a bondage dolly forever. As she was putting the last curler n her hair, Sophie sighed as she imagined the possibilities that would exist if this hope and dream ever cam true. She reached for the pink hairnet that she always kept nearby on her vanity and tied it over her curlers.

Quickly Sophie removed the shampoo cape, slipped on her heels and stepped into her petticoats and drew them up around her waist. She took the gingham dress and put it on. As she zipped the back up, she admired how nicely the dress fit her. She loved the shortness of the dress over her petticoats and how her suspenders and stocking tops regularly were visible. She especially liked how her stocking covered legs looked when wearing high heels. Sophie carefully slid her gloves on her arms and smoothed them out. Lastly, she took one of her silk scarves, placed it over her curlers and hairnet and tied it neatly under her chin. A second scarf was then tied over the first. Sophie looked at herself in the mirror and did a little curtsey, as she was pleased with what she saw. Oh, if only Mistress Sharon could see her now. How could she refuse to take this sweet sissy as her lovely bondage scarf dolly?

Seating herself gracefully in front of the computer, Sophie quickly logged on to her favorite chat room. As her eyes scanned down the list of those already logged in, she noticed one name that seemed to jump out and her. Oh joy of joys! Mistress Sharon was in attendance tonight. Quickly, Sophie sent a private message to her Mistress in greeting. Sharon was very pleased to see that Sophie was present tonight and even more pleased with her attire. She complimented Sophie on her selections and told her she must look very feminine tonight. This caused Sophie to blush, which prompted the comment from her Mistress that it was good to see that young girls knew how to blush. Sophie did not know how Mistress knew she was blushing but just assumed that she did. As usual, Sharon responded that she had just donned a pair of white satin elbow length gloves and had tied two scarves, one a lovely green and black geometric print silk scarf, and the other a nice solid black silk scarf, over her hair. Sophie was always excited to hear that her Mistress had put on a lovely scarf just for her.

After exchanging pleasantries for a few minutes, Sharon quickly took charge of Sophie. She first asked if Sophie had kept her male parts unrestrained as Sharon liked them. Sophie assured her that she had not tied them up in any way. Next, Sharon asked if Sophie had any wrist restraints. Sophie admitted to having a few pairs. Next, Sharon asked if any were padded. Again, Sophie admitted to having one pair that was padded. She was ordered by her Mistress to fetch them and the keys and to be quick about it. Sophie's heart soared as she hurried to do her Mistress' bidding. She placed the restraints and the keys beside the computer and again seated herself. The next instruction both surprised and pleased Sophie. Sharon ordered her to put the restraints on her wrists, keeping her wrists in front of her. Sophie did not even have to think twice about this order and quickly obeyed her Mistress. Sharon then ordered her to put the keys in her hand and place her hands in front of the computer screen so that she could verify Sophie's restrained state. Although it was a strange request, Sophie merely thought it was part of the role play scene, upon which they were about to embark.

Sharon's next command was to place the keys beside the computer keyboard, which Sophie did easily. As she read the following comment from her Mistress, Sophie began to grow concerned. Sharon was commenting on the décor of Sophie's computer room, saying how nicely Sophie had decorated and how the room reflected her femininity. She also commented on how nice and helpless Sonia seemed in her padded wrist restraints. Sophie quickly typed, "Mistress, what are you saying? You can't possibly see my room through the computer, can you?" Sharon merely sent back an emoticon of a big smiley face. Sophie quickly glanced around the room, looking for some sign, any sign, of how Mistress Sharon could see into her room.

Sensing nothing amiss within the room, Sophie typed back and said that Mistress had a nice sense of the dramatic in her role plays by implying that she could see into the room. Sharon asked if Sophie doubted her. Quickly Sophie typed that she did not doubt her Mistress at all. Typing, though, was a bit slow with her hands restrained. Sharon then typed that Sophie was going to experience her fondest fantasy, one she had expressed often in the chat room. After reading this, Sophie was pleased but wondered how Mistress would accomplish it. The last entry onto Sophie's computer screen said, "Be careful of what you wish for."

Suddenly, there were no lights within the room and no display from the computer screen. The only light coming into the room spilled through the window from a nearby streetlight. This caused strange shadows and images on the walls as if someone were moving with the room. Sophie felt a tremor of fear and started to cry out to ask if anyone was there. However, her cry stopped before it started as she saw a shadowy figure move toward her. Sophie was able to discern what appeared to be a headscarf on the head of the figure but could not see anything else.

A voice very close to Sophie's ear abruptly penetrated the darkness. "Sophie, it is I, Sharon. I am going to fulfill your kidnap fantasy tonight. Now open those lovely red lips of yours so I may properly gag you with the knotted double scarf that we have used so often in our role play. Both are white silk and they make such a perfect gag for you." She felt two hands press against her scarf and curler covered head. Instinctively Sophie quietly said, "They are open Mistress. Gag me and use me as you desire." The knot was quickly pushed into her mouth and the ends of the two scarves were tied behind her head. "Your lipstick will look so nice on your gag, dear." A new silk scarf was tied over Sophie's head, in the same manner as the other two and tied neatly under her chin. Sharon whispered that this would serve to better keep the gag in place. Sophie was experiencing mixed feeling during this time. On the one hand, she was excited by what was taking place. On the other, she was scared by what was taking place, never figuring that her fantasy would ever be fulfilled.

Sophie heard Sharon say, "Bring the chair in. The victim is ready." She wondered who Sharon was speaking to and what to kind of chair was she referring. Sharon leaned down next to Sophie and said it was a good thing that she had the first floor flat. It would make it so much easier to remove her from the building. In a few seconds, Sophie heard the sound of a chair being rolled into the room. The person pushing the chair also carried a flashlight. In the dim light she saw the two figures. One figure was much taller than the other. She was wearing heels, a nice tight dark green satin dress, white elbow length gloves and two silk scarves over her hair. Her face was absolutely beautiful. Was this her beloved Sharon? The other individual was about the same height as Sophie. She was obviously the subordinate as she was dressed completely as a lovely French maid, although she also was wearing at least one scarf over her head. Even in her heels, she was still shorter than the woman she assumed was Sharon.

"Now Sophie, we are going to put you into a few salon gowns, a few plastic shampoo capes and a plastic raincoat or two. We will then tie you into this oversized salon chair. While I am securing you, Giselle will pack up your lovely feminine finery for the trip. Do you have a passport? Oh! It doesn't matter if you do. No one will know that you have left the UK or entered the US. Once there, you will be the bound, sissy curler and scarf slut of your dreams." As Sharon was whispering these words to Sophie, Giselle was quickly gathering Sophie's apparel, including a few more gingham dresses, her flight attendant's uniform, her three maid's uniforms, lingerie, heels, scarves and gloves and packed them into two large cases. Sharon whispered to Sophie that her maid's uniforms, in black, red and pink satin reflected such lovely taste for a sissy. Before Giselle closed the case, Sharon reminded her to get all of Sophie's curlers, shower caps and hair dryers. Sharon whispered that she did not want Sophie to be missing her favorite toys. She then laughed ominously. This caused a shiver to pass through Sophie's body. Still, she had developed a sense of trust in chatting with Mistress Sharon over the past several months. Sophie felt that her fate was in Mistress Sharon's hands and that was fine with her.

Sharon had Sophie stand so that she might be properly caped and gowned. As the first salon gown was placed over Sophie, Sharon commented that all three were pink satin, tied in the back and would cover her from her neck to her ankles. Sharon quickly tied the back of the first salon gown and had the other two in place before Sophie realized it. Sharon had Sophie sit down again and then proceeded to put two pink plastic shampoo capes on, the first, with the long apart of the cape hanging down the back and the second covering her properly. Sharon then whispered that she had a retro pink cape that tied in the front. It would make the perfect topping for sweet Sophie. Lastly, two pink plastic raincoats were put over Sophie's body and the attached hoods were drawn up over Sophie's scarf covered head.

Giselle then spoke up softly, saying, "Mistress, our guest is all packed and ready to go." Sophie watched in the dim light as Giselle executed a perfect curtsey to her Mistress. With that, Sophie was helped to her feet and led to the oversized salon chair. After being seated, Sophie felt Mistress Sharon lift up all that was covering her so that Giselle might unlock the wrist restrains and re-secure Sophie's arms to the salon chair. Sophie felt her one arm secured to the arm of the chair using three scarves. Just as quickly, her other arm was also secured. Giselle knelt in front of the chair and spread Sophie's legs apart so that her ankles might be secured. As she tied each of Sophie's ankles to the chair, Giselle whispered, "Oh, Mistress!! I cannot wait until we have this girl on the plane under her hair dryer and I can kneel at her feet and put my head under all of these lovely capes and gowns."

Sharon smiled upon hearing this, knowing this was something that Sophie did not expect. She had Giselle place three leather straps over Sophie, securing her to the char at her waist and above and below her breasts. Sharon leaned forward and asked if Sophie were ready to continue her fantasy. Although Sophie could not utter a word, her eyes conveyed to her Mistress a sense of joy, happiness, desire and peace. She slowly nodded her head, making sure that Sharon could see both her desire and her assent over what was taking place.

Giselle took two trips to load the cases with Sophie's feminine wardrobe. While this was happening, Sharon said nothing, letting Sophie think and absorb all of what was happening. When Giselle came back in and said that the cases were loaded, Sophie knew that it was time that they would be departing. She had no idea how long she would be gone or if she would ever return to her homeland. That did not matter, now that she was under the control of her Mistress. Giselle and Sharon carefully rolled the loaded salon chair out to a waiting van. Using a built-in ramp, they loaded the salon chair and the secured Sophie into the van. Once the chair was properly positioned in the van, Giselle made sure that the tie-downs were secure to hold the chair in place as they drove. Sophie quickly glanced around at the inside of the van. The middle seat had been removed to allow for her secure salon chair. The windows were tinted so that no one could look in and see the bound and gagged curler slut. Giselle, then put earphones over Sophie's scarf covered head and ears. She gently caressed Sophie's head and curlers through the scarves. Until Sharon, activated the earphones, Sophie could hear nothing. She then put a large pink flowered plastic dryer bonnet over Sophie's head. Lastly, Giselle attempted to kiss Sophie through her gag. After making sure that Sophie would not roll all over the interior, Giselle closed the side door and climbed into the front passenger seat.

Sophie watched as the Mistress got into drive. Before starting, Sharon made sure that Sophie would hear the conversion and activated the earphones. As they headed to the airport, Sharon commended the efforts of Giselle and assured her that she had earned her Mistress' favor. Next, Sharon started talking to Sophie. She asked if Sophie remembered their bound bride role play. Sophie eagerly nodded her head. Sharon smiled when she saw Sophie in the mirror nodding. Continuing, she said that it would be lived out for real once they got to the States. The gown and the special veil had already been ordered for Sophie and the bondage bridal bouquet would be ready whenever Sharon ordered it. Sharon also said that Sophie's wedding negligee was hanging in her new closet, along with the ropes that would secure her to the marriage bed and the paddles Sharon would use for her spankings.

Sophie took all of this in eagerly. Although she had no way of showing her pleasure at what she had heard her Mistress say, she nevertheless tried to communicate to Mistress Sharon through her eyes. She was happy that she had expressed this fantasy to Mistress and that Mistress had taken the time and effort to fulfill it for her. And having the lovely Giselle around, a sissy seemingly just like her, was more than Sophie could have ever hoped for. She seemed to share some of Sophie's desires.

Sharon drove to the airport and entered by a side gate reserved for people using corporate jets that were housed in private hangars. She had turned off Sophie's earphones when she had called ahead to the plane's crew to make sure that they were ready to depart once Sharon arrived. Sophie watched as Sharon drove up to one hangar and blew the horn. Quickly the door opened and Sharon drove inside. Giselle and the pilot moved to get Sophie out of the van and into the plane. The earphones were removed as well as the restraints holding the salon chair in place. Sophie glanced at the pilot and noticed a nice feminine figure under the skirted uniform. She also addressed Sharon as Mistress, causing Sophie to wonder if she had another playmate on the plane. The chair was rolled across the hangar floor and up into the plane. Sharon was already inside waiting for them.

Part of the inside of the plane was designed like a beauty salon, with mirrors on the wall and three apparent styling stations with overhead mounted dryer hoods. Two of the stations had styling chairs securely in place in front of the mirror. The pilot and Giselle secured Sophie and her salon chair in front of one of the third styling station, the one that had been left without a styling chair. The pilot then curtseyed to Mistress and said that she was going to get the plane ready for departure. Giselle asked if she could get herself ready also for the trip. She turned and smiled at Sophie, causing Sophie's heart to flutter. Disappearing into the back of the plane briefly, Giselle quickly returned carrying several salon gowns, plastic shampoo capes and plastic raincoats. She also carried several beautiful silk scarves.

Sharon helped Giselle into the salon gowns, carefully tying the back of each one after it had been put on. Next, she supervised the use of the shampoo capes, making sure that Giselle was covered front and back with the plastic. This activity had captivated Sophie's attention. While Giselle started putting on her raincoats, Sophie had to take some time look at his beloved Mistress. She was indeed tall, especially with her heels, which Sophie guessed were four inch pumps. Sharon had a solid black silk scarf covering her barely visible green geometric print. Her face was more beautiful than Sophie had ever imagined. And although Sharon felt her figure was less than ideal, Sophie felt that her Mistress was very shapely and desirable.

Picking up a water spray bottle, Sharon proceeded to soak all three head scarves that Sophie was wearing as well as the curlers underneath. Smiling, Sharon said that she would be doing this several times during the flight so that Sophie would spend almost the entire trip under the dryer hood. At this point, Giselle sat at Sophie's feet, a fresh coat of red lipstick on her lips, looked at Sharon and asked, "Permission to assume my proper position Mistress?" Sharon nodded and watched as the salon gowned, caped, raincoated, scarved sissy maid, proceed to position her head under all Sophie's coverings. Sophie squirmed slightly as she felt her panties being removed. As Sharon started to lower the dryer hood, she looked at Sophie, smiled and said "Giselle will be in that position during the entire flight. Enjoy yourself." Lowering the hood and turning on the dryer, Sharon watched Sophie as she began to experience pleasure untold. For Sophie, this was the beginning of a dream come true, one from which she hoped she would never awaken.

  

  

  

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