John-Johanna

by Kristi Knight

 

Chapter 9

Johanna woke up nearly hours later on the couch. As his eyes began to clear, he looked around to get oriented again. He noticed he was now wearing a mid-length, green dress with what appeared to be 3 inch strappy heels (or just slightly higher). His hands began to rub his body trying to stimulate his senses again. He felt his still stocking covered legs, the material of the satiny green dress, his flat stomach, the Baltraynor still attached to his balls, engorged cock, slightly protruding breasts and long hair. "Oh my God! What's happened to me?! I've got breasts and am wearing a dress. Get this off of me."

Cindi came into the room and said: "Don't you dare take that off. All your work cost me plenty and you're not going to ruin it you little bitch." She tapped the Baltraynor fob (set on level 3) and convulsions ripped thru Johanna's body for at least 5 seconds.

"OK, OK, OK, please stop." Johanna mumbled. "What happened? Where am I?"

"You're still at my house…on the living room couch." You are now starting to become a beautiful woman. And you will appreciate it – understand?" Cindi harshly spoke as she hit the fob again.

"Y…Y…Ye…Ye…Yesssss Ms. Baxter. I fully understand."

"I don't think you have any idea just how much those hair extensions, breast forms, shoes and new satin dress cost not to mention your new bustier and stockings. I spent a fortune on you while you were asleep."

Johanna tried to stand and regain his composure and balance. Standing on those high heels was difficult enough, but considering the drugged feeling and the fact that his new breasts were throwing his balance off made it very difficult.

"You see Johanna, you've entered your next phase…the green phase…where you will start to really understand what it is to be a woman and just how hard we work and how we've been treated all these years." Cindi said angrily.

"How long will I have to look like this – it's embarrassing."

"You will stay like that as long as I say you little slut and you have no say in the matter. You will continue to do everything you've done in the past; only now, you will do it strictly as a woman. You will dress only as a woman. Your wardrobe has been assembled and is in your closet. Since you're only a small B cup, you'll wear the bustiers still and won't need a bra….yet. I still expect you to show up to work at the normal time and do everything you've been doing…only better…and with a smile. I want all my girls to smile. The girls now know to call you Johanna - and only Johanna. I expect you to do everything like a woman – EVERYTHING! Understand Johanna?"

"Yes, Ms. Baxter."

"Good. Now, since you've been a lazy whore and decided to sleep half the day away, it's time for you to get up and get to work. I want this place spotless. And don't you dare get anything on your new dress. There's an apron over there hanging up in the pantry and I suggest you wear it."

"Yes, Ms. Baxter." John said meekly.

The weekend had flown by for Johanna and it was Monday again and time to get to work. Johanna found it much harder to get ready in the morning now that he had all this hair to take care of. He also found it harder to get dressed wearing slips, zippers in the back, and make up. Johanna made it into work finally, but only 5 minutes before Pam got there. Pam strode past Johanna's desk and commented: "Good morning Johanna. Why don't you look pretty today. I'm going to get a cup of coffee…want one?

"No ma'am. I haven't had a chance to make it yet. It took me so long to…" John was cut off mid sentence.

"There's no coffee? Damn. What have you been doing all morning you little tramp. Ms. Baxter's going to be very upset you weren't here in time to get the office ready. I suggest you get very busy and finish." Pam quipped as she turned her back and walked away.

Johanna got to her numerous tasks including the coffee as the other girls came in one by one. All of them said good morning and remarked how pretty he looked.

Cindi arrived around 9:30 and Pam went to see her immediately. Johanna got a very worried look on his face, but thought that maybe Pam would be nice about this and not disclose the fact that he hadn't gotten everything on the daily chore list done – including making coffee.

"WHAT?! SHE DIDN'T DO WHAT?!?!!" Johanna heard Cindi yell.

Cindi pushed the button her intercom and ordered Johanna to come into her office. "Well, explain yourself you useless slut."

"I'm sorry Ms Baxter, it took me nearly an hour longer to get ready this morning and I got caught in more traffic and it was much harder to drive in these higher heels, and…"

As Cindi reached into her purse and pulled out the Baltraynor, she spoke: "You can't seem to learn your lessons - whore. When I tell you to do something, I expect it done with no excuses!" Her thumb rotated the dial to position 7.

Johanna began to cry uncontrollably and dropped to his knees. "Oh God please don't hit that button Ms. Baxter. I promise it won't happen again…I promise to be a good girl…I'll just have to get up earlier and make sure I can get everything done in time…just PLEASE don't touch that again – it'll kill me…PLEASE!!!!! He bowed his head down to the ground with his face in his hands.

"Well, Johanna, we must do something. I just can't have you disobeying me every time I turn around. But, since you seem to be genuinely sorry for your poor actions this morning, I'll give you an option. Since it's nearly 10 now, you can go into each office one by one and service each lady orally until they cum. You must make each woman cum though…no matter what it takes or how long it takes. Their chairs are just like mine so you should already be in good practice. Or…" Cindi paused.

"Or…what Ms Baxter."

"Or, I'll keep this fob locked on number 7 pain level and see just how much of this you can stand before you pass out or die - one or the two."

"Oh please let me service them…oh please let me service them instead." Johanna pleaded.

"You understand though that if you don't make them all cum – including me, before you go home tonight, that you will still get the Baltraynor on level 7."

"Yes ma'am, I fully understand. I can do it! I can do it!"

"All right then Johanna, get your tongue to work. I'll tell the ladies you will be coming by to service them as the day goes along. And, don't forget. When you're done with them, you will come back in here to service me. Good luck you little slut. Now, get out of my office!"

Cindi then got on her intercom and announced to the women in the office - all four of them: "Ladies, Johanna will be coming around to see each of you during the day and he is yours to do with whatever way you see fit. He will service you until either you cum or he gives up…one or the two. Anyone want, or NEED to go first?"

Pam, who was in the closest office next to Cindi, yelled out first. "Yes, Ms. Baxter, I'm so horny and really need to cum. I'd like her to service me first."

"Very well then," Cindi said, "Johanna, go into Pam's office and help her immediately!"

"Yes, Ms. Baxter" Johanna said eagerly.

Pam went back to her office followed closely by Johanna who shut the door. Pam hiked up her skirt (revealing her garter belt and stockings!), pulled down her panties, removed the middle pad in the seat of her chair and looked at Johanna, "Come on little slut, eat my pussy til I cum. I need it!!"

Johanna got below her chair and rested his head in the same custom 'head rest' that Cindi had below her chair and then began to eat Pam's already wet pussy. It didn't take long before her juices were running down Johanna's face and she started to breath heavily. The whole office heard her, "That's it bitch, eat it…eat it…eat my pussy til I cum all over your face!! Yes, yes, eat it…make me wetter…lick it good little whore, lick it good." Her breathing was very heavy now and her back arched giving Johanna a better angle at her clit. "Oh my god…yes…right there on my little clit…yes, right there…lick it…lick it…harder…lick it…lick it...LICK IT!!!!!!! YES, GOD YES I'M CUMMING!!!!!

The entire office erupted with applause and Cindi put a check mark beside Pam's name on her notepad. "Who's next?" Cindi announced over the intercom.

Every woman in the office yelled and screamed trying to be the next one.

Cindi had to play referee, "Well, then…since everyone wants to be next, I guess we'll just keep this in order so Liz, you'll be next. Get in there skank!"

Johanna immediately exited Pam's office wiping the juices off her face as she went…into Liz's office where she was already waiting…laid across her desk. Liz gave the order, "On your knees slut…on your knees and look at my pretty wet pussy. Lick me til I cum all over you!"

Johanna did as she was told and kneeled in front of Liz's pussy and started to work. "How does that feel Ms. Johnson," Johanna asked.

"Very good Johanna, very good. Shut up and keep licking me. Tongue fuck me too, I really like that…especially while I finger my clit. Yes, that's it…tongue fuck me!"

Johanna was now sporting a rock hard cock and began to rub herself thru her dress…and started to moan as well.

Liz saw and felt this. "Don't you dare rub your little dick! You're my bitch now and I won't have you pleasuring yourself until I get off. Get it?"

Johanna quit rubbing herself immediate. "Yes, Ms. Johnson."

"Good, keep tongue fucking me! Deeper bitch…I know your tongue is longer than that…deeper…deeper…deeper…tongue fuck me!"

Johanna's mouth and tongue were starting to get a little tired, but she kept going because she knew the alternative waiting for her if she didn't.

After 15 minutes of tongue fucking while Liz fingered her wet clit, she finally came and her body shook with the spasms. Johanna got up off her knees and left Liz's office, went by her water cooler to get a drink and waited for her next assignment.

Cindi piped up over the intercom again, "OK, Johanna, Traci is next…and I know she's ready for you. I've heard her talking about you lately and she is randy!! Go get her!"

Johanna entered Traci's office immediately and Traci was sitting behind her desk, blouse unbuttoned, head back, mouth open, massaging her size C cup breasts with both hands, sweat running down her neck and between those Cs! She was truly a sight…probably the best looking women in the office, and obviously horny and wet. Traci unhooked the front bra clip exposing herself to Johanna, "Suck on my nipples slut…suck on my hard nipples."

Johanna obliged while Traci continued to squeeze and massage them. Then she ran her hand down under her skirt and began massaging her pussy thru her panties. "Get behind me Jo and squeeze them while I finger my clit. Oh…ooooh…oooooooh…god yes…squeeze them Jo-Jo squeeze them hard…yes…yes…squeeze them good."

Traci was nearly lying down in her chair now…legs extended and spread as wide as her tight skirt would allow. She then got up, unbuttoned the waist and her slim skirt fell gently to floor. She slid her wet panties off and was now wearing just her 4 inch black heels. She laid down on the office floor carpet. "Now lick my pussy you little panty whore…lick my pussy…LICK MY PUSSY!!"

The other ladies in the office decided the time for shyness was over and all gathered at the doorway of Traci's office to watch Johanna eat her wet pussy.

"Oh my god this is exciting." "I can't wait to see Traci get off…I just know she's violent when she cums," the other women whispered to each other.

Johanna began licking Traci's shiny clit while Tracy cupped her large breasts and continued squeezing them…head still cocked back and mouth open…moaning her approval. "Lick it good you little pussy…lick it good…lick it…lick it…lick it…yes, yes, yes, yes, yes…lick my little clitty til I cum on your face…lick me…lick...lick…lick!!"

The other women starting joining in the chant, "LICK…LICK…LICK…LICK…LICK…LICK…LICK…LICK…"

Traci's legs were fully straight up in the air now giving Johanna full access to all parts of her. She then clamped her legs around Johanna's head and began to move her head and tongue all around her pussy – exactly where she needed it most. "Oh my god…Oh my god…Oh my god, I'm going to cum…cum…cum…cuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmm!!!"

You could see the rolling spasms thru her whole body when she came. Her toes curled up, head shook side to side and her nipples stood on end like giant erasers. All the women standing in the doorway applauded loudly and then Cindi said, "OK, Johanna, Bobbi is the last one…before me of course. And from the looks of her, this won't take too long."

Cindi was right. Bobbi was wearing off-white slacks today and it was obvious all this had gotten her extremely excited and wet - though she tried hard to hide it. Cindi told her, "It's OK honey, this had gotten me excited too. I'm also very, very wet. You just happened to be nearly last in line, but now it's your turn. Just point Johanna exactly where you want her to go!"

Bobbi took Johanna's hand and nearly sprinted to her office and shut the door behind her. "I don't want anyone watching…I'm a little bit shy Johanna. Get on your back…I want to ride your face and cum all over your mouth!"

Johanna did as she was told and laid on her back. Bobbi unzipped her slacks to reveal gold panties…absolutely soaking wet. They slid down her stockinged thighs to the floor. She mounted Johanna's face violently pushing her pussy lips into Jo's mouth. "Stick your tongue all the way out so I can ride it…stick your tongue out!!!!"

Johanna did as she was told and extended her tongue as far as possible. Bobbi began riding her tongue along the whole length of her dripping wet pussy…base to clit to base to clit…over and over and over. She then turned around facing Johanna's feet. She raised Jo's dress and noticed the large bulge underneath her panties. "What's this…hmmmmm? Are you horny Johanna…do you want to cum…hmmmmm?

"Yes Ms. Bobbi…I want to cum!"

Bobbi lowered Johanna's panties releasing her cock which sprang up like a shot. She began sucking her cock while Johanna continued to lick Bobbi's pussy. As Bobbi got closer to cumming, she raised back up and drove her pussy down on Johanna's tongue. "MMMmmmmm, Mmmmmmm, MMMmmmmmmm…YES, oh my god YES…I love to cum…YES, YES, YES!!!!" Bobbi then got up and looked down on Johanna…cock still throbbing hard.

"But, but, but, what about me…why did you stop sucking me…I need to cum too…I'm so horny Ms. Bobbi…I need to cummmmmm…please…please…PLEASE!!!!"

"I don't really care what you need Johanna. I got mine and am satisfied. And, I'd advise you not to play with yourself or else Cindi will get very angry with you…and then you know what will happen. Now, get out of my office and clean yourself up and for God sakes, straighten your dress and stockings…you look like a slut. You must go see Cindi to service her!"

Johanna got up, pulled her panties back up over her hard dick, straightened her stockings and pulled down her dress and smoothed it. She was obviously very, very frustrated and began hopping around looking for some relief to her 'problem.' But, none was to be found and she went into Cindi's office still bulging and horny.

"Welcome Johanna. Come in…please. I see by that bulge in the front of your dress, you are excited…yes?"

"Y-y-y-yes, M-m-ms Baxter. I'm so horny…so horny…so horny…please let me play with myself and cum…please let me…please…please…PLEASE!!!! I'll do anything you want, just please let me cum!"

"Shut up tramp," Cindi came back. "I told you before, your needs are not important to me. All I care about are my needs, which includes this office and my girls."

"But aren't I one of your girls now. Aren't I important!?"

"Hmmmm. You make an interesting point Johanna. At first, you were just a cocky, dumb-ass man; but you have made progress here. Tell you what – you still have to make me cum and if you can do that, then I'll THINK about letting you relieve yourself…OK? As before we started though, if you can't then you'll get the Baltraynor on level 7 until I get tired of watching you twitch."

"Yes, Ms. Baxter. I can do it…I can do it. Is there anything in particular you like…or would like me to do for you?"

"Yes Johanna there is. You might as well plan on a very long session. It almost always takes me a long, long time to cum and that's why I'm so sick of men lately. They cum so fast and just leave me horny and wanting more. They just can't satisfy me. How would you like it if I just left you in your condition not able to do anything about it…hmmmmm? At any rate, I like the back of my neck kissed and lightly bitten…not much though because I'm already slightly wet listening to the other girls cum…get behind me."

"Yes, Ms Baxter."

"That's it. That's my girl. Nibble on my neck…kiss it softly too…treat me like a lady. Now, bring your hands around…keeping kissing my neck…cup my breasts thru my silk blouse and squeeze them gently… Ohhhhhh….Ohhhhhh…yes….yessssssssssss." Cindi wriggled in her chair a little pulling up her skirt revealing her garter belt, stocking tops and silk panties…wet from her juices. "Now, look down Johanna while you're kissing and squeezing…watch my hand slide beneath my panties and play with little clitty. Mmmmmmmmmm…Oh, this feels good. Doesn't it look good Jo?"

"Yes, Ms Baxter…it looks wonderful…wonderful!"

This continued for at least 15 minutes. Cindi just kept rubbing her wet clit…moaning…more and more. Johanna just kept cupping, squeezing and kissing.

"Mmmmmm…oh my pussy is getting so wet…my panties are absolutely soaked…oh this feels so good. Keep squeezing my tits…kissing my neck…Oh, my clit is wet…mmmmmmmm! Now watch this." Cindi extended her middle finger and began penetrating her wet pussy…like a little finger dick…in and out and in and out…faster and faster. Johanna could smell Cindi's excitement and was still rock hard and pressing up against Cindi. Cindi felt this and said, "Don't you dare rub against me with that little dick of yours…I don't want you cumming yet…not til I say!"

"Yes, Ms Baxter." Johanna kept squeezing Cindi's breasts, kissing her neck and watching her finger fuck herself….faster and faster and faster he pulsed in and out of her pussy. She arched her back, leaned her head back and let out a blood curling scream, "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" and the office erupted in applause as Cindi went into small convulsions with sweat dripping from her forehead and a pleasant smile of contentment on her face.

Johanna's panties were now soaked with pre-cum and he began begging Ms. Baxter to let him cum. His cock filled the front of his panties.

"Johanna, sit down in that chair and put your feet up on the desk. Hike your dress up so you can see you rock hard little clitty and your soaking wet panties. Girls…girls…come in here immediately, I want you to watch this little slut cum in her panties."

Johanna did as he was told.

"Now, Johanna, rub you clit thru your panties until you cum in them. Don't you dare directly touch that nasty little dick or let us see it. Understand?"

"Yes, Ms. Baxter…I…I…I understand." Johanna began rubbing himself thru the wet silky panties. His stockinged, high-heel shoe clad feet were still up on the desk…shifting around with his legs and his cock grew even harder…panties now soaking wet with pre-cum. It didn't take long before Johanna came. The panties were basically see-thru now from all the pre-cum; and all the girls gathered around and watched the cum shoot from his cock into it's silky cocoon. He kept rubbing until the convulsions subsided and his cock began to shrink. The other girls all applauded his performance.

"That's enough of that Johanna" Ms Baxter said. "You're disgusting now, go clean yourself up and put on a fresh pair of panties and get back to work!"

 

Chapter 10

Johanna developed a fair routine as the days rolled by and became quite proficient and content in her duties. He graduated to the "Blue" phase and her heels increased from 3 to 4 inches. She was now actually doing quite well in the walking department and hardly ever stumbled. Johanna's step were now short and 'mincy' but more lady-like. She also moved her hips much better which made Cindi happy to see. Due to the tightening of the corset and/or bustier on a regular basis, his waist became smaller and smaller – now, just 26 inches. Cindi hadn't changed Johanna's breast size – still a B-cup, but was contemplating something more voluptuous and eye-catching. She didn't want to do anything that would detract from Johanna's work routine though.

Spring was approaching and the weather started to warm up nicely. One day after all the girls had gone, the phone rang and Johanna answered it: "Hello, law office."

"This is Ms Traynor. Is Ms. Baxter there please? I've got some very good news about the house.

"She's not here right now Ms. Traynor, can I leave a message for her? This is her assistant."

"I actually just called to tell her that the house she was trying to get rid of has just sold and I need to get the bank account number to transfer the funds. I can't seem to find it around here since I've reorganized. Could you get that number for me dear so I can complete the transaction?"

"Uh…sure. That's no problem. Which house was that by the way," Johanna asked (like she didn't know).

"It's the house she inherited a few months ago from a relative of hers – John I think his name was. She told me to sell the monstrosity as soon as I could get somebody to shell out over $500,000 for it. I got everything finalized today – she'll be so happy."

At his point Johanna began to scheme and think of a way out of his current life as Johanna. He could somehow get that house money and reverse the surgery on his body and get away from these Amazon devil women who've wrecked his once wealthy and care-free life.

"Uh, Ms Traynor, can you hold on just a minute…I think I have her number handy here in my files."

"Sure dear, go right ahead…I'll hold."

Johanna decided to take a huge gamble and give Ms. Traynor HIS bank account number. Once the money was transferred, it would be easy to withdraw it and get away from this life of slavery.

"Ms. Traynor, I have the number here if you're ready to copy," Johanna told her.

"Go ahead."

<gulp> "The number is 7574294386…and the routing number is 002004567," Johanna said.

"Hmmmm, I don't recall the number starting with 757; are you sure that's correct," Ms. Traynor asked.

"Yes, I'm positive, that's the account she always uses…"

"OK dear, thank you for the information. Have a great night, don't work too hard and let Cindi know I called about the good news. She should have the money in her account by tomorrow morning."

"I will Ms Traynor, I will. Have a pleasant night."

Both hung up their phones, but Traynor took a look at the account number again. It just didn't look like the same numbers that Cindi gave her the last time. She began to search through her own files…closely.

Johanna on the other end was sweating thru his silk camisole and panties. She knew what a chance she was taking. If Ms Baxter found out, he'd surely get the full effect of the Baltraynor and knew it would be crippling to say the least. It was worth the risk though to get out of this torturous life Cindi had created for him. That night, Johanna couldn't sleep at all…knowing one way or the other, her life would change dramatically. One way, he'd have a large deposit in his checking account and the other would be wracked with pain, suffering and even more servitude to the women in his office.

The next morning, Johanna rose early as usual, did her chores and reported early for work. She made the coffee and got the office ready…as usual. The girls came into the office at the usual time and Cindi sauntered thru the door just before 10 am…as usual…with a big smile on her face.

Cindi sat down at her desk and intercommed Johanna to come in and take a memo. Johanna, looking very smart in her blue business suit came in with pad and pen in hand. Johanna's skirt was about 2 inches above the knee and tight…tight enough to see the outline of the obvious garter belt beneath.

"You look very professional today Johanna, but that skirt is just a bit too skimpy…don't you think," Cindi asked.

"Yes, Ms Baxter, it is a bit tight, but it's what you bought me and it is very slimming."

"Well, I can plainly see your garter belt outline beneath there, which is a turn-on for most, but looks a bit slutty around the office. Are you wearing your slip beneath the suit as you're supposed to?"

"Oh yes Ms Baxter, I would never forget that. You must have bought it a bit too small for me. I could take it back and get a larger one."

"No you cow, it's not too small. You must have either gained weight or have been cheating on your strict diet or exercise routine…again! I'll just have to watch you a bit closer from now on and make sure you're doing as you're told."

"But I have been exercising and watching my diet…" Johanna began to speak.

"Shut up you fat slut and never back talk me. You had made such good progress too."

"Yes ma'am," Johanna meekly replied.

"Well, back to work. Take a memo for that good looking Jeremy Wright down the street…of Wright Surveillance…. Dear, Mr. Wright, I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciated you taking the time out of your busy schedule to install our new office surveillance cameras and…"

The phone rang.

Cindi picked it up… "Yes Beatrice, I can talk, what can I do for you? …Yes, I'm sorry I missed your call too. …Yes she has been very helpful around the office…a real dear (as she glances toward Johanna). …No, she DIDN'T tell me you called last night."

Johanna's face went stone white…Beatrice must be Ms. Traynor. "Oh God, I hope she doesn't mention the account number," she thought.

Cindi continued with Beatrice… "The account number…what about it? …Funny? What did she tell you? 757?!??!!? …No, that's not my account, but I think I know whose it is though. I'll have to call you back. Thank you for double-checking your files. I really appreciate this. By the way, do you happen to need some additional help around your house or office…I should be able to provide you someone in a couple of days. Good, it's settled then. …I'll talk to you later today. Bye."

"Johanna, Ms Traynor tells me you gave her my account number last night. Is that right?"

"Y-Y-Y Yes <cough> Ms Baxter, I did give her your account number."

"You little tramp, you didn't get her MY number, you tried to give her YOURS!!"

"N-N-n-n-NO Ms Baxter, I would never have done that…I've been doing a good job here and want to continue…" Johanna began.

"Shut up! You thought you were pretty slick…thought you could get the money transferred into your account and then skip out of here…bitch! Don't you realize that this is your life now and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it!? I have complete control over you in everything you do and say. You're my office bitch and house slave and you will do whatever I want you to…and just to make sure you fully understand…"

"Oh God NO Ms Baxter, please don't hurt me…it was an honest mistake and I didn't…" again Johanna was interrupted.

Cindi hit the button on the officer intercom, "Ladies, please come into my office now…and bring your <ahem> men with you!"

Johanna looked absolutely terrified. She didn't know what "her men" meant, but knew it couldn't be good. She then saw Cindi reach into her purse and pull out the Baltraynor fob and rotate the wheel. Panic set in. She then felt all the office women enter. Johanna jumped up out of the chair and turned to run out of the office, but is immediately stopped by the four larger women who have their hands clamped around Jo's arms.

Cindi hit the button on the Baltraynor and at the same time the women turn Johanna around to face Cindi.

"Throw him over the desk ladies…Johanna has been very, very naughty and we must teach her right from wrong…again!"

Johanna is forced over the desk and Cindi ties her hands to the legs of the desk while the other women hog tie her ankles to the outer legs of the desk. Johanna is now virtually immobile over the desk in a very compromising position…her dress riding up in the back displaying her garter belt and stockings.

"Pull her panties down Pam and strap that thing on. Here's a bottle of lotion…pump plenty of that on her ass…we don't want to kill her…yet," Cindi ordered.

"Jesus Christ, please don't do this to me Ms Baxter…I promise I'll…"

Cindi took a pair of panties out of a drawer and stuffed them into Johanna's mouth and then wrapped tapped around Johanna's head until all she could do was mumble.

"Meeeeesssseee msssesss Baaaakterrrr….Meessssssssseeee….nooooooooooooo," Johanna cried out as she knew what was coming.

Pam was now behind Johanna with a very large strap-on dildo.

Cindi explained to the office: "You see ladies, instead of Johanna accepting her fate as the office skank and serving us like she should, she decided to try to scam Ms. Traynor and I out of funds for the house sale. If she had gotten away with it, you wouldn't have that raise or the year-end bonus so as to keep you living in the conditions you'd become accustomed. In fact, the business as a whole would have suffered greatly due to her selfishness and pure greed. Please keep these facts in mind as we teach her a lesson. Fuck the bitch Pam! Fuck her til she screams!"

Pam forced the rubber dick into Johanna's pussy and drove it up to the hilt. She began slowly at first and then faster.

"Come on Pam, think about how she tried to take food off your family's table and tried to keep you from getting that little red sports car you wanted so bad," encouraged Cindi.

Pam immediately picked up the pace. "You little whore…fucking tramp…how could you not think of anyone else but yourself, you little cock sucker! I hope you feel every inch of this dick!"

Johanna was now visibly crying, shaking her head and moaning at each thrust, but she was helpless to stop the onslaught by these women. He was bound, gagged, and being fucked in the ass by dominant women wearing strap-on dildos.

Cindi whispered in Johanna's ear as the next lady (Liz) took her place behind Jo. "How does it feel to get fucked you little slut…tried to betray what little loyalty you had built up…now we're going to make you feel like the little tramp you have become."

Liz kept pounding away at Jo's ass. "You'll like what's in store now bitch!" Liz grabbed a rubber ball which was attached to the dildo and squeezed it. It must have had some type of fluid inside which shot it's load into Johanna's ass. Johanna continued to moan in pain.

Cindi then went into the office closet and removed a small camcorder and camera from a box. She set the camcorder up and began filming Johanna getting gang raped. She then took multiple pictures. She walked around to the front of Johanna and ripped the tape off her mouth.

"Aaaaaauuuuuuggggggggggggggggggg," Johanna yelped in pain. Cindi took the panties out of her mouth. Jo knew not argue or yell at Cindi as that would just cause even more pain and humiliation. "Oh please Ms Baxter, I'm so so sorry…it'll never happen again…I'm sorry, I'm sorry…please stop…I won't ever do that again…PLLLLEEEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEEEEEE!!"

"Forget it bitch…you're getting fucked til we get tired. Hey Traci, you're next. Fuck her with that great big cock while I mouth fuck her with mine. She'll have another surprise ready to fill her up after you've pounded her pussy for a while."

Traci forced her big rubber dildo inside Johanna while Cindi rammed her dick into Jo's mouth. "Your ruby red lips look so good wrapped around this big dick Jo…you better suck it hard too or I'll have Traci give you the full ten inches of hers and split you in two."

Johanna immediately began sucking vigorously on Cindi's dick.

"Doesn't Johanna look great in this position ladies…getting fucked like the little whore and cheat she is?!?!!," Jo heard one of the ladies remarked.

"Oh yes, she does!" everyone remarked. "Keep fucking her Traci…this is making me so horny," Pam explained. Pam then sat down near the front of Jo, hiked up her skirt, took off her dildo pulled down her wet panties and began rubbing her swollen clit…close enough to Johanna's face that she could both see and smell Pam's juices. She then turned the dildo around and began plunging it into her pussy while still rubbing her clit. "Keep fucking her Traci…keep fucking her…fuck her, fuck her, fuck her….Oooooohhhhhhhhhh yyyeeeeeeesssssssssssss…I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming…fuck her, fuck her….fuck herrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!

All the women applauded loudly and remarked how quickly and violently Pam was able to cum. They were all wet. Traci kept fucking Jo.

"Are you ready Ms Baxter," Traci asked.

"Yes Traci, drive it home one last time."

With that Traci thrust her big cock all the way inside Johanna and Cindi squeezed the base of her dildo which shot some type of salty liquid into Johanna's mouth. Cindi quickly withdrew leaving a trail of this fluid and then shut Jo's mouth while clamping her nose closed. "Swallow it whore…all sluts swallow…swallow…swallow!" Johanna had no choice but to comply. Cindi then stuffed the panties back into Jo's mouth while the last of the office girls, Bobbi mounted her and began pounding away.

By now the rest of the women were randy beyond belief and were sitting watching the 'show.' Liz and Traci both hiked up their tight skirts and began fingering their respective pussies…never taking their eyes off of Bobbi and her onslaught on Jo's ass.

Cindi, the ringmaster of all this kept talking to Johanna, "Look at these beautiful women around Jo…one pounding your asshole…oh, excuse me…your pussy…and the rest watching you and massaging their clits until they cum. Don't you wish you could cum like that…don't you? But you can't because you're just the office panty slut incapable of pleasure" Johanna kept mumbling…obviously in a mixture of pain and pleasure…watching Liz and Traci rubbing their clit and ramming their fingers in their soaking wet pussies.

Bobbi loudly grunted, tossed her head back and then squeezed the base of her dildo shooting more juice into Jo. Jo let out a muffled squeal which could only be described as pleasurable and then allowed her head to droop…exhausted.

With all the juices flowing down Jo's stocking clad legs, Cindi spoke, "That should do it for today ladies. Maybe this will teach the little slut not to try to fool us and take advantage of us…maybe. Well, Jo looks just too cute and quite frankly exhausted to untie and then drive home…she'll be just fine where she is until the morning. Maybe she'll even think about what she did and realize the error of her ways. But before we go…" Cindi took a butt-plug out of her desk drawer and inserted it into Johanna and then strapped it into place. Jo's head raised back up and she let out a groan…with tears coming down her face. "That should keep her thinking thru the night too ladies. Hey, it's nearly 4 o'clock…it's time to go home and enjoy our day...and night. Sleep tight Johanna, we'll be back tomorrow morning to check on you."

Johanna let out a muffled scream of fear when she saw the lights go out and heard the main office door close shut.

 

Chapter 11

A couple of hours after the office ladies went home, Johanna, still tied to the 4 legs and draped helplessly over Cindi's desk, with a butt-plug in her ass, heard the office door open and then the lights came on. She heard some rustling around and a woman humming and singing in the next office.

Ms. Rosanne Ramirez, the Hispanic, portly, facial-hair laden, nightly cleaning lady came into Cindi's office and saw Johanna strapped to the desk. "Oh my God!!! Whass in the world goes on in this place during the day."

Johanna began to struggle around and make some mumbling noises trying to get free or get Ms. Ramirez to help. Rosanne went around the front of the desk, removed the tape from Johanna's mouth and pulled out the panties. Jo said, "Oh God…thank God you're here Rosanne…untie me." Rosanne reached down and began to until one of the knots…but then stopped and thought for a second. She said to Johanna, "Aren't ju da mean gringo who took a day of my pay a year ago for no wacuuming jour office too good!?

"No, of course not…now untie me!"

Why are ju have on dis wig…and dress like a woman…and have underwear in mouth, eh?!"

"It's a long story Ms Ramirez and I really don't have time to go into it right now…now untie me."

"Well, Mr. Kershaw…it is Mr. Kershaw isn't it…John…it looks like ju do have plenty of time…considering."

"I can't go into it Ms Ramirez…I just can't."

"Well, John, then I s'pose I can no untie you…I be back."

"Where…where…where are you going…get back here and untie me dammit…please untie me!!!" Johanna then heard Ms Ramirez go into the other part of the office and continue her cleaning duties…despite Johanna's cries and pleas. About 2 hours later, she came back in the office where Johanna was still tied to the desk.

"Are ju still here John," Rosanne said sarcastically.

"Of course I'm still here you stupid bitch…now untie me!"

"No, no, no…cannot do Mr. Kersh…I mean John…somebody put ju dare and I can no take you go. Ju see?" Rosanne began to clean the office including around the desk surface which Johanna was lying on. "What is dis? It looks like a men…his thing dat is…with straps…hmmmm," as she picked up the strap-on dildo left by Cindi.

"Please Ms. Ramirez…please untie me…my arms and legs are numb."

"I so sorry John…so sorry…but ju are dare for some reason. In fact, ju hurt my feeling and took a day pay from me…which made me very, very angry then. And I still angry now….and you cannot run away or move…hmmmm."

Jo looked ahead at her reflection in the window and noticed Rosanne looking intently at the strap-on dildo. Rosanne then got a strange expression on her face, hiked up her skirt, stripped out of her panties, stepped into the straps and belted the dildo in place. The only thought Johanna could make was "Oh no!" Johanna began to yell and scream for help.

Rosanne got everything strapped into place and went around to the front of the desk near Johanna's head. Jo stopped screaming temporarily…looking head-on at the dildo just inches from his mouth. Johanna began to yell again and then Rosanne in one quick move inserted the large dildo deep into Jo's mouth which muffled her cries for help.

"See John…dis thing seems to keep you quiet…I like quiet." She began thrusting the dildo in and out of Jo's mouth…deeper and deeper until no sound was heard but light moans. "So dis is what men feel like when dey fucking, eh?!" Rosanne continued for a few more minutes and then asked, "Are ju gonna scream more or do I keep focking ju mouth like street whore?"

"Johanna just shook her head side to side and then Rosanne took the dildo out…but stuffed the panties back in and taped over Jo's mouth… Now Johanna's cries and pleas were just a muffled noise that no one, except Rosanne could hear.

Rosanne moved around to the back of Jo and unbuckled the butt plug and removed it. She then lined up the dildo to Jo's ass and began fucking it…deeper and deeper while Jo just moaned and shook her head. There was still more than enough lubrication allowing the dildo to move quite easily, plus the fact that Jo's ass was now well used and much looser.

"Oh Mr. Kershaw…dis is fun…dis is fun…dis is fun! Ju having fun?? Johanna just shook her head. Well, I guess I keep on focking then til ju start to have big fun, eh?!?!" The pumping dildo was not only going in and out of Johanna, but also rubbing Rosanne's long-ignored clit. "Oh John…ju having fun now?" Johanna nodded her head this time in agreement. "Oh good…goody…since ju now having fun…I keep going…it feels good to me…good to me…good to me….focking you!" Johanna realized nothing she said would stop this woman from pumping her ass full of this dildo, but started shaking her head and screaming as much as the wadded panties in her mouth would allow.

Rosanne continued for another 10 minutes while the dildo rubbed her clit so much that she came very hard…and began really thrusting the dildo into Jo's ass a few more times before collapsing on the chair behind Johanna. Johanna could do nothing but moan in pain…muffled of course.

"Oh me God…oh me God…I have felt noting like that in jears and jears. I like…I really like focking you John…it make me happy…so happy. Ju like yet??" Johanna just shook her head and mumbled something.

Rosanne then got up, unbuckled the straps, stepped out of the device and then shoved the dildo into Johanna's ass again and buckled it in place…like a long butt-plug. Johanna just gave a muffled yelp as the rubber dick was inserted in her ass…deep! Rosanne fixed her skirt back and picked up her panties off the floor. She went around to Johanna's mouth, undid the tape and inserted her panties into Jo's mouth along with the other pair. She fixed the tape back and then draped Jo's skirt down to hide the dildo from immediate view…but anyone could still see the tops of her stockings and garter belt…if they looked.

"Maybe ju tink two times next time ju take somebody money and yell at tim. Ju office slut…office slut yes…I like. Adios." Rosanne left the office, turned off the lights and locked the door.

 

Chapter 12

The next morning, Friday, the girls strolled into work at their usual time and slowly began their daily duties. All the while, Johanna was still tied over Cindi's desk listening to all the chatter in the outside office area. He heard the girls laughing and giggling and mentioning Jo's name. Jo tried to yell to get their attention, but with 2 pairs of soaked panties in her mouth and the office door shut, the office girls couldn't hear a thing. Around 10 (as usual), Cindi came into the office, unlocked her door and saw Johanna still tied up…

"Oh good, you're still here…looking very skanky too I might add…this will never do for our office meeting today." Cindi went over and began to untie Jo's arms and then noticed that her dress was pulled down and the tape around her mouth and head was different. She got in back of Jo, pulled up her skirt and saw the 'reverse' strap-on dildo still in Jo's ass. "Well, what's this? No butt-plug!? Now how did that happen?" Cindi yanked the tape off of Jo's mouth and pulled the soaked panties from her mouth.

"Oh, thank God…thank God you're here Ms. Baxter. The cleaning lady…the cleaning lady…oh, she raped my mouth and then fucked me with that dildo. Oooohhhhh, my body is numb…I can't feel anything I've been tied here so long. Please Mr. Baxter…please let me go!!!!"

"So you're saying that nice old cleaning lady, Rosanne I think her name is… strapped on this big dildo and fucked you like common whore? Is that what you're telling me Jo…that she fucked you?"

"Yes, yes, she fucked me. I couldn't do anything about it. She fucked me for 15 minutes!"

"Well good. Maybe you'll think next time you try to do something stupid like that again! I just wish we could have seen that… Oh wait a minute…we can…since I installed the office security cameras a while back. Ladies, come in here quickly if you want to see something really exciting."

Of course, all the ladies came running into Cindi's office while Cindi went into the back room and rewound the video tape from last night.

As she came out back into her office, "Ladies, our little office skank said that, <giggle> our cleaning lady, you know Ms Ramirez, <giggle> saw Jo tied over the desk and decide to take advantage of our little flower."

"You mean Rosanne belted that strap on dildo to herself and fucked Johanna like a common ten dollar hooker off the street – PRICELESS!!!!!" remarked one of the office ladies. "Oh this I have to see..."

Cindi remarked, "Watch the monitor ladies." Just then the closed circuit video began replaying the activities of last night. It showed everything…Rosanne walking into the room, strapping on the dildo, forcing Jo to give her a blowjob and then culminating the night by force fucking Jo's tender ass. The ladies in the room of course were whooping and hollering and getting generally all hot and bothered again as their little playmate was violated.

"This is getting me horny again Cindi…aren't you."

"Oh yes. This is just the best…I love X-rated videos. And now that we have this (among others), it's just more ammo against our little sex slave not to screw with us – and to be a good little girl. Doesn't it Jo?"

All Johanna could do is bow her head.

Cindi continued… "I'm getting so horny that I just must have some relief or I'll just soak my panties even further. I'm already dripping wet."

Another lady remarked, "Well Ms. Baxter, she's already in the perfect position. All you have to do is just unbuckle the straps from Jo and buckle them up to you…and fuck away. The dildo's already in her ass and she's proven she can take it." The room erupted in laughter as Jo just shook her head and yelled her disapproval at this suggestion.

"All that noise…I just can't stand all this noise" Cindi said.

"Oh god, I'm sorry Ms Baxter…I'll be quiet from now on, I'll be quiet."

"It's too late for that Jo-Jo…wayyyy too late."

Cindi lifted up her skirt and quickly removed her wet panties and stuffed them into Jo's mouth and taped her mouth shut again. As she stood in front of Jo she said: "Since Jo obviously took the reasonably small dildo and is used to it, we should continue her training." She reached into the desk drawer and removed an even larger dildo – about 10" long and at least a full inch thicker with a special clit-tickler base. "You see ladies, this one is not only bigger and stiffer, but it's also for our pleasure too. See the base and the unusual shape? It's designed for both you and your mate…or victim in this case, ha ha ha." She opened a small hatch on the base of the dildo and poured some type of hot, milky liquid inside it. She then smothered the outside of the dildo with this liquid to lube it completely.

She moved around the desk and yanked the dildo out of Johanna's fuck hole and then removed it from the buckles and straps. She then 'threaded' the new dildo into the slot and buckled the strap on tightly to her body.

Jo, despite her wriggling and muffled cries for help, was helpless and knew she was about to be fucked again. She felt the warm phallus touch the rim of her hole…

Cindi lined up her cock and slowly inserted it into Jo. Considering Jo had been thoroughly fucked over the past few days, her hole was more than accepting of this new toy, but she still moaned and struggled against her bonds. Cindi kept forcing the dildo into Jo until it was nice and tight.

"Now watch this ladies. Since the dildo is fully into Jo and nice and tight, I just rotate my hips a little and… "OH…OH…OH…Ohhhhhhhh…the little clit tickler does the rest. It caresses…OH…Oh… your pussy just right…Oh my god…and gives your little clitty…OHHHHHHHHH…just the right amount of stimulation…MMMmmmmMMMM…to get you really revved up."

Two of the office ladies had already leaned back in their chairs, hiked up their skirts and began caressing their pussies as Cindi talked them thru the dildo procedure. "Oh Cindi, we love this, we love this; I'm so wet and horny." The other women were just laughing and cheering Cindi on.

Cindi continued, "Now that you're really hot and wet, I'll start fucking her. Watch how the base of the dildo…OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…rubs against my pussy as I fuck her…fuck her…fuck her…"

The crowd of ladies began really cheering: "FUCK HER, FUCK HER, FUCK HER…."

Jo continued to struggle, moan in both pain and pleasure, and shake her head back and forth.

Cindi leaned forward and grabbed Jo's hair like the mane of a horse and pulled her head back, as she continued to fuck away. "See ladies how her head pulls back when I grab her hair. I'm sure you've had a man try to do this to you…as he was fucking away at your pussy." She kept fucking Johanna – faster and faster. "Oh my god, I'm going to cum…OOOOHHHHHHHHH….MMMM….MMMM…MMMM…YYYESSSSSSSS!!!!" She reached down, squeezed the dildo and shot the hot liquid into Johanna's ass.

She then pulled out and went around to the front – the dildo facing Johanna's face. She squeezed again and shot the hot milky liquid on Jo's face…and again…and again. Cindi then collapsed back into the chair and kept milking her dildo as the last of the fluid slowly trickled from the opening at the top and down the shaft. The rest of the women just applauded loudly and yelled their approval at the show!!

"Oh my lord that was good. You have definitely developed into an awfully good lay there Johanna – must be all the practice lately!" After a few minutes of catching her breath, Cindi got up and returned to the back of Johanna, took off the strap on and shoved the dildo deep into Jo's hole again and re-buckled it in place, then pulled Jo's dress back down.

"OK ladies, that's enough for this morning. I'm going to get cleaned up and then go out for a long lunch – everyone is invited and it's on the firm!"

 

Chapter 13

All the women returned a few hours later and found Jo in the exact same place they left her – still tied to the desk, dildo in her ass and milky goo coating her face and back side – as well as 'injected' deep inside her.

"Well Johanna, I hope you realize the error of your ways and will learn from this. If you do and begin to conduct yourself as a good little panty slut-slave, then good things will come to you. If not, you can look forward to more and more of this kind of treatment. Understand?"

Jo nodded her head and mumbled her agreement. Cindi began to untie Jo's bonds.

"Now Jo, I'm going to untie you. You will immediately go clean your skanky self up – thoroughly outside and inside, change into a clean fresh dress and report back here to work.. Use the shower in the very back room – your new clothes are hanging up. Tonight is going to be a long night for you because you've put us way behind schedule with your poor behavior. The sooner you get cleaned up and back to work, the sooner you can get it all done. Get out!"

Considering how long Jo was stretched aver Cindi's desk, it took her quite a while to begin to walk again. She finally regained a little of her composure and went back into the back office room to shower. Johanna was very sore – both from being bent over the desk for such a long time and being sexually assaulted, but she knew she had to get cleaned up quickly, dressed and get back to work or else her punishment would continue.

As she stepped out of the shower and over to her new clothes, she noticed a note on them:

"Congratulations Johanna, you have now graduated from the 'blue' phase of your training to the 'black.' Your new wardrobe begins with this black business suit and you'll see the rest of your outfits, including a maid's uniform, when you get back home tonight. You're still a bit chubby, so you'll have to continue to wear bustiers (black of course) until your waist gets down to at least 25 inches. Your shoes will now be between 4 and 5 inch heels. You have progressed well Jo and are nearly complete as our office assistant and house maid, so don't back slide or you know what the consequences will be. Continue to dress and then get all your office duties done. You're way behind today because of your disobedience and will require some long hours before you catch up. The girls will most likely have gone from the office by the time you come back to your desk – we have an important golf outing with some prospective clients and won't be back in today. I'll most likely be asleep by the time you get home so be very quiet and don't wake me. You'll also probably have to work Saturday and part of Sunday in the office to get everything done; but don't stay there all day because there's more than enough cleaning to do around the house."

CB

 

Johanna thought to herself as tears begin to flow down her cheeks - she had graduated and progressed, but it sounded like this promotion was going to be very hard work not to mention very hard to walk around on those 'fuck-me' pumps. A maid's uniform!?

She continued to get dressed and then put on her make up and style her hair. When she got done, she looked in the mirror at the sight before her – a tight, short skirt showing long silky legs encased in the finest hosiery, thin waist, plump breasts all adorned on stiletto 5-inch black strappy heels which really showed off her toned calves. She was hot! She continued her work around the office until nearly 9 pm and then went home…quietly thru the door and down to her room. When she got down there, she looked in her drawers and closets and noticed a complete new wardrobe – all black, tight fitting, silky, short skirts and low cut to show off cleavage. When she looked over at the bed, she saw another note:

"Hurry up and get dressed in your new maid's uniform and clean up this pig sty of a house. From now on, this will be your uniform every day when you get home – complete with black stockings and garter belts (attached to your bustier of course). Saturday and Sunday, you can wear the 4-inch heels, but during the week, the 'stilts' will be your mandatory shoes. The 4-inch heel rule won't apply to the weekends when I throw a party of course – which will be quite often. For that I require you look your best and that includes the 5 and possibly 6-inch ones. Clean up quietly tonight and don't wake me up in the morning when you leave for work. I'm having the office girls over for a party and business meeting."

CB

Johanna, exhausted and sore, got dressed in her new maid's uniform complete with short black skirt that just barely covered her stocking tops. She also put on the 5-inch heels instead of the 4's just to make sure to please Cindi. She began to clean the house and dust and finished around 1 am and then went to bed…dressed in her new, long black silk negligee Cindi picked out for her.

About 3 am, Johanna was awakened by Cindi, who was dressed in a long red silk negligee with a slit up her left thigh. Her nipples were easily visible thru the whisper thin material and she was obviously excited.

"Wake up sissy slut…time for some fun." Cindi pulled the covers off of Johanna, laid on top of Jo and began to massage her little titties.

Johanna, barely awake said: "Ms. Baxter, I'm so tired…exhausted…I can't even think straight…won't you please just let me sleep?"

"Oh no my little panty slave, this is all part of your training…to satisfy your lover…your master…whenever, wherever and however they choose. Now, eat my pussy little whore." Cindi moved up over Johanna's mouth and sat down on her face and rubbed her already wet cunt into Jo's awaiting mouth. Johanna also noticed that Cindi had strapped on a very large dildo and was holding it up to allow Jo full access to her pussy. She rubbed and massaged the rubber dick like she actually endowed one while Johanna licked and licked Cindi's wet pussy.

"Yes, that's it…eat it, eat it, eat my pussy you little slut…eat it, eat it, eat it….yesssssssss" Cindi continued to squirm and gyrate her hips over Jo's mouth and tongue. "Make me cum you little tramp…make me cum all over your face."

Johanna continued to lick Cindi's pussy until she came violently and planted all her weight on Johanna's face. "Oh that was so good Jo. Now suck my cock like a good little fuck hole…swallow it you little cock sucker…deep throat it." Cindi rammed her dildo into Jo's mouth. It went so far, Johanna had to lean her head way back to take all the dildo down her throat. Cindi fucked Jo's mouth like a rock-hard porn star.

After a few minutes of this action, Cindi moaned loudly, pulled the dildo out of Jo's mouth and squeezed the dildo at the base shooting white gooey liquid all over Jo's face and then reinserted the dildo back in her mouth forcing her to swallow the remaining juice. Cindi pulled the dildo out again, grabbed Jo's hips and said: "Now, turn over slut!" With that Jo flipped over kneeling on the bed looking directly into the mirrored headboard…right at Cindi who was behind her. Cindi took Jo's black silk nightgown and flipped it up over Jo's head so she couldn't see. "Now you little bitch, I'm going to fuck your tight little ass with this big dick…and you're going to love it!"

Cindi forced the well lubricated cock into Jo's ass. Jo squealed as she felt the intruder penetrate her – still stunned and half asleep, she couldn't believe how quickly and violently all this had happened. Cindi was now fucking her ass with this dildo and there was nothing she could do about it…or even see Cindi doing this to her.

Cindi held Jo's hips pulling and pushing her away to increase the force of the dildo into her ass. She then began spanking the side of Jo's ass and occasionally grabbing her hair pulling her head back. "How does this feel you little whore…how does it feel to get fucked by this big dick. I'm going to fuck you til I cum inside you." The dildo's base was rubbing against Cindi's clit at just the right spot. "Oh my god this feels soooooo good…doesn't it slut…DOESN'T IT?!?!?!!?"

"Ye-Ye-Ye-Yes Ms. Baxter, it feels go-go-go-good."

Cindi pulled the black nightgown back so Jo could see Cindi fucking her and so Cindi could watch Jo's face as she fucked her (in the mirror). "Now watch me fuck you Jo…watch me fucking your little pussy like the common whore you are! This is all part of your final training – you must learn to be completely subservient to your man…your master… and please them whenever they wish." Cindi grabbed Jo's hips and drove the whole dildo into her letting out a blood curling cry of ecstasy. She then wrapped her hand around the base of the dick and squeezed out the rest of the white goo into Jo. Jo could feel the warm fluid 'splashing' against her insides…over and over…as Cindi squeezed the base of the dildo.

Cindi pulled out of Johanna and said: "You've got about an hour before you need to be up and preparing for the party tonight. I'm going back to sleep, so don't make any noise while you're getting ready."

 

Chapter 14

Johanna, still stunned from being awakened in the middle of night and then force-fucked, did her best to go back to sleep and get some rest, but she was wide awake at 4:30 am and decided to get up and get started on today's agenda…which looked to be very long and hard. As directed, she donned her French maid's uniform complete with white cap, bustier, stockings, black silk panties and 5-inch heels. Jo stepped in front of a full-length mirror, pirouetted, primped her hair and make-up some more and was actually quite pleased and turned on by her appearance. She began her day – cleaning and preparing for the party for the rest of the girls tonight. Then, she remembered, there was still quite a bit to do at the office!!! She stopped her housework and hopped in her car and headed to work…not bothering to change.

Shortly after she got to work and sat down at her desk, she heard a truck pull up and the office door opened. Jo turned her chair to see Mrs. Ramirez walk in and begin cleaning the office. Mrs. Ramirez saw Jo and noticed they were wearing nearly the exact same uniform. Rosanne's uniform (skirt) was longer and she was obviously not thin and trim like Jo, but it still upset Jo a bit. Johanna just turned back around and continued her work…hearing a few snickers come from Rosanne as she dusted. By the time Rosanne completed her work, Jo was ready to leave as well. Jo got the door first, opened it and proceeded out when she felt a slap on her silky ass. Startled, Jo squealed and began trotting as best as she could in the heels to her car. "Ju look bery lovely Jo-Hanna" Rosanne jeered behind her. Jo could see Mrs. Ramirez giggling at her as she drove away heading back home. It was nearly 1pm.

By the time Jo got home, Cindi was just coming out of her sound sleep and hadn't noticed that she had been gone. Jo continued her work from this morning – prepping the meal and 'atmosphere' for tonight's party. By 6 pm, she was finished and the guests began to arrive – all friends of Cindi, and some prospective clients…some from the office and all of them beautiful women! Most of them towered over Jo even with her high heels. She knew her chores for the evening – serve appetizers, drinks, the meal, dessert and serve the ladies anything they wish.

"Isn't she doing just wonderfully now?" Cindi remarked to the rest of the ladies.

"Oh yes, she looks delicious…and obviously very well trained. You've done an excellent job Cindi, especially considering what you had to work with" said one of the guests. Jo heard the comment and instinctively curtseyed to the guest. All the other women just giggled and continued to praise Cindi for her excellent training.

Around 10pm, Jo went to Cindi and asked, "Do you need me any more tonight Ms. Baxter? My feet are killing me and I'm so tired."

"Oh Johanna, this party is just getting started. Now that my guests have had a few drinks in them, it's time for me to close the deal. You see, quite a few of the ladies are rich prospective clients looking for a law firm and if we get their business, we'll be rolling in the dough…and you're a big part of this operation Jo…especially later on" as a big smile came across Cindi's face.

"A big part…later on? What are you referring to Ms. Baxter?" Johanna asked inquisitively.

"You'll see dear…you'll see. Just keep serving drinks…I'll let you know!" Cindi said.

About an hour later, Jo was nearly dead on her feet. The heels were killing her feet, the bustier was so restrictive that it'd been hard to breathe, she'd been awake now for over 19 hours and she was starving. Suddenly she heard: "Now ladies, it's time for the evening's entertainment!!!!!" All the women began to applaud and look toward Johanna. The lights above the long bar lit up and Cindi went over and put her arm around Johanna.

"Ladies, as we've discussed most of the night, you've seen what I've been able to do with a vindictive, manipulating male asshole of a boss – I've turned him into a cock sucking little street whore transvestite who'll do anything for me…and do it willingly." Johanna looked absolutely terrified… "What in the world had Cindi planned for me now?" was all that crossed her feeble little mind. All the other ladies began to cheer.

"Jo…up on the bar…come on now…up." Cindi ordered.

Jo climbed up on the nearest stool and then up on the bar. Her head was only a few feet from the ceiling and the lights shining on her were hot and she began to perspire. "Despite the high heels ladies, Johanna has become fairly adept at walking, climbing, running…and as you're about to see – dancing." Cindi explained to the crowd…now gathered around the bar.

Jo can hear a few ladies comment: "Look ladies, we can see her lacy stocking tops attached to those sexy garters and those silky black panties." Jo tried in vane to pull her skirt down a bit to hide her underthings.

Cindi turned up the music…which had a very erotic, deep sensual beat... "Dance Jo. Dance. Make these women enjoy you…make them want you…make them want to be you – up on stage, in front of the bright lights, with everyone's attention."

Jo was very tentative at first…obviously scared and trembling.

"Dance Jo." Cindi again calmly ordered. "You know what will happen if you don't!"

"Oh please Ms Baxter, don't make me…" Jo tried to plead to Cindi, but was interrupted by a loud "SNAP" on her ass. Cindi pulled out a long whip and flicked it at Jo - lightly stinging her ass…then she pulled out the Ball Traynor and that's when Jo got the message.

Jo began to slowly gyrate with the music and move her hands over her body…exploring it and teasing all the women on the floor. She was now beginning to get into the 'part' and actually enjoy her show.

A few of the other ladies asked Cindi about the Baltraynor device. "It's now patented and we are the firm who helped Ms. Traynor push the patent through."

Jo continued to move and caress her body.

Several of the women asked Cindi exactly what it does and how it works. Cindi explained it all to them and they all seemed very, very interested and wanted the device for themselves. They then asked Cindi just how well it worked and how well Jo is trained????

"Watch this," Cindi says. "Get down on your knees Jo." Jo does as she's told.

Cindi then pulled a 12" long, stiff, rubber dildo out of one of the drawers and commanded Jo to pull her panties down only exposing her ass. All the women around the bar gasped at the site of the huge dildo. "Now fuck yourself slut…fuck yourself til you cum all in your pretty silk panties.

"Oh he won't be able to cum just by fucking himself in the ass Cindi" the other ladies remarked.

"Just watch…Now fuck yourself bitch…fuck that sweet, tight little ass of yours til you cream your panties."

Jo was now crying, but had no choice but to obey. She closed her eyes, lowered her panties (exposing just her ass hole) and fingered it full of lubricant. The other women were in shock. "Oh my god girls, look…she's actually enjoying fingering her ass like that."

Jo picked up the huge dildo and stuffed it into her ass…slowly at first and then began to pump it in and out. Her head then leaned back and her eyes closed tightly. With her other hand, she began to squeeze her tits as the crowd of increasingly horny women began to loudly cheer the show. A couple of the women (from the office pool) had already found their spots leaning back against the couch and began fingering their increasingly wet pussies and squeezing their own tits all the while enjoying the action on the bar.

"Look at her go ladies…watch her fuck herself like a little tramp. I have complete control of her as you can plainly see. The little slut is actually enjoying her time as a woman now and will do so until I get tired of her," Cindi explained to the crowd.

Jo continued to fuck her ass…faster and faster as her hips were now fully into her actions bucking back and forth on the dildo. She shook her head back and forth and gritted her teeth.

"Dear god…look at her go…I think she's actually going to cum!" Cindi heard one of the ladies in the crowd say.

Jo let out a squeal of ecstasy and the front of her panties began to drip with cum and she then squeezed the dildo which shot the warm liquid deep inside her.

"I can't believe it Cindi…I just can't believe it!" Marsha from the crowd exclaimed. "You've taken your ex-boss, forced him into trashy, slutty clothes; made him your permanent slave – both in the office and at home and now have trained him to cum by fucking him in the ass. I have to have this Baltraynor device and your training methods. I have several men in my life that desperately need this training…and a few I just want to screw with." All the other women agreed, except of course for the regular office ladies on the couch still fingering their pussies and cumming violently.

Jo hadn't heard a word of any of this. She was so consumed by her orgasm and the shock that she was able to cum, that she was still in disbelief.

"Let's continue this conversation in the back room that I've converted into an office and I'll give you all the information you need to become one of our regular clients" Cindi tells them. "All of this is not cheap, but the results speak for themselves…don't you think!?" All the women agreed. "Clean yourself up Jo and then clean up the kitchen and rest of the area. We'll be in the back room."

"Yes Ms. Baxter" Jo says meekly. All the women giggle at Jo's seemingly natural submissive nature.

 

Chapter 15 (Final)

After all the women left and Jo got everything cleaned up, she managed to get about 3 hours of sleep before getting up on Sunday and continuing her daily chores – in full maid's uniform and 5 inch heels of course.

Cindi woke around noon and Jo commented on how well she thought the party went and that it looked like she got plenty of new clients for the firm.

"Yes Jo, you have done very, very well and have graduated as a full submissive sissy." I only have 1 more surprise for you tomorrow. You can ride in to work with me Monday morning. I think you'll really enjoy it.

Jo squealed like a little school girl and jumped for joy although she had no idea what the surprise was. "Oh please tell Ms. Baxter, please oh please oh please tell me…I can keep a secret."

"Now Jo, what fun would that be?" Cindi told her.

Jo pouted a bit, but continued her work around the house. When she was done, the house was absolutely spotless – inside and out and Cindi remarked how well she did. Jo bowed her head and curtseyed to Cindi. The rest of Sunday was fairly normal with Jo cooking 2 nice meals for Cindi and catering to her every whim and desire. They were both exhausted by the end of the day and Cindi let Jo go to bed at a reasonable 9pm.

Monday morning came very early and Jo was already up by the time Cindi stirred. She had Cindi's breakfast ready and was cleaning the mess from the kitchen. After breakfast, Cindi commented again, "What a splendid sissy you've become Jo. I don't know what I'd do without you now!!"

Jo curtseyed and bobbed her head on cue.

"You look very, very cute in your maid's uniform Jo, but today I have something different for you. I laid it out on your bed. You will remove your current uniform, but keep your bustier on as well as your garters, stockings, black silk panties and heels. Make sure you touch up your make up and let your hair down. I think you will really enjoy this."

Jo again bounded for joy like a little school girl. Her heart was racing as she went back to her room and changed.

Cindi and Jo left the house around 10 am. Jo remarked to Cindi, "Uh Ms Baxter, I certainly don't mean to question your taste or judgment, but this orange color dress is a bit…well, tacky… and nothing like the gorgeous items I've been wearing. You can see right through to my black panties, stockings…everything."

"Jo, I'll let that comment pass without comment. Considering how well I've treated and trained you, do you really think I would steer you wrong with something as simple as clothing?"

"I'm sorry Ms. Baxter, I should know better by now." Jo started to curtsey, but realized she was sitting down and couldn't so she just bobbed her head. Cindi just smiled.

They drove for over an hour on roads Jo didn't recognize at all. She was so excited to be riding in a nice car with her boss…as nearly equals…thrilled her to no end though.

About the time Jo was about to burst from excitement, Cindi turned off the main road and down this long drive lined with beautiful trees with perfect landscaping bordering the road. At the end of the road, Cindi took another right. In front of them both was a large 4 story building with a large fence surrounding it – topped by barbed wire. A group of nicely dressed men stepped out of their sedan and came over to Cindi's new Lexus. The men opened both doors and gently helped Cindi out while they grabbed Jo forcefully, slammed her against the car, handcuffed her and then shackled her ankles. One of them spoke:

"John Kershaw, you are under arrest for tax fraud, money laundering, conspiracy to defraud the government, drug and drug paraphernalia possession and a host of other charges which will be explained to you when we get inside the prison. Welcome to Joliet maximum security prison. We hope you enjoy your stay." The men all started to laugh. "You should fit right in with the 'sisters' – oh they are really going to love you sweetie!"

Jo immediately broke down crying like a baby and screaming as the reality of what just happened hit him.

"Here gentlemen, stuff this in her mouth…it should keep her quiet." Cindi handed them a penis gag and they shoved it into Jo's mouth and buckled the straps behind her head. "Here's the rest of the files you need to lock him away for the rest of his…well her…miserable life. I'm sure though that once bubba gets hold of him, he'll want that to be as short as possible. Even considering the appropriate training he's received over the past few months, I'm not sure if he can handle the fucking he's going to get. We'll see. Please let me know how loud he screams. Oh, and here's the case of Baltraynors you ordered. I'm sure you will find that they work incredibly well and this one can vouch for just exactly how well it works and keeps your trouble-makers in line."

"Will do…and thank you Ms. Baxter. As promised, for your help and hard work in apprehending this criminal, the state would like to present you with this beautiful new Ferrari F50. The suitcase in the cockpit has the $200,000 for the Baltraynors as agreed and I'm sure we'll call you for another 2 full orders for the other max prisons we run."

Jo continued to struggle against the cuffs and the men holding her, but considering the hormones and feminization training, she was no stronger than any 10 year old girl. Even if she could get away, the 5 inch heels she was wearing would virtually stop any attempt at escape.

"Thank you gentlemen. My associates at the firm and I will be vacationing in the Caribbean for the next 2 months so you won't be able to contact us until we return. But I'll make sure to call you upon my return. Thank you for your business. Ta-ta for now." Cindi jumped in her car, revved the mighty V-12 and dropped the windows just to see if she could hear the last struggles of Johanna, her trained sissy slut.

The last thing she saw was Jo looking back at Cindi while the other men drug him into the prison inprocessing area where they always do full cavity searches to ensure the inmates aren't hiding anything. I'm sure Jo enjoyed it.

Cindi could have sworn she heard the muffled cries of "nnnmmmmoooooooooo" as she drove away. The last site Jo saw was the new license plate on the back of the beautiful F50:

"WAS HIS."

 

The end.

  

  

  

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