Lap Dancer

by Jennifer White

 

Dan loved his feminization stories. He spent hours at home reading them, or looking at the pictures he downloaded off of the internet. But when he had to go on his monthly business trips, he missed them. Stuck out of town with nothing to do, he felt bored.

But then one day, he had a great idea. Yes, it was against company policy for him to have "offensive" materials on his laptop. But what if he downloaded some stuff to CD-ROM, and brought that on the trip? Then it wouldn't be on his computer. It would be on the CD. He could read stories, look at pictures, and have fun on the road too!

He eagerly set about putting together a nice collection of stories and images to view on his trip. Once at the hotel, he ordered a pizza to be delivered to his room, and he set about reading. He was enjoying himself so much. Why hadn't he thought of this before? This was awesome!

 

But after two hours, something strange happened. First, his computer was very slow to respond. It kind of locked up or something. Then the screen changed, and said "System entering hibernation mode". After a few moments, the screen went blank, and nothing more happened.

Dan worked on it for an hour, but no luck. It just would not boot up. It was broken. Dang! Of all the times for his computer to die, why did it have to be that night? Now how was he going to get through work for the next day?

 

He found a way to get through the day, but it was very disappointing to him that he had lost sleep, and his system was dead. All he could do was to bring it in to the company's service department when he got back the next day.

The flight home was very smooth and uneventful. He was forced to read the newspaper instead of doing e-mail. He would be very behind in that too now.

 

* * *

 

When Dan got into work on Thursday, he dropped off his broken laptop with the service department, and told them what had happened. They said they'd look into it, and get back with him. He went through his normal series of meetings and conference calls, until the technician in the service department called him at 3pm.

"I need to see you in person to show you something" he said.

"Sure, be right down" said Dan.

He was excited to get his computer back. He had been sure to be careful, and had removed his CD-ROM before turning it in. He didn't dare get caught with feminization stories and pictures on his laptop! He could get fired for that.

He went into the service department, where Al showed him into his office in the back.

"It was just your ethernet controller. I ran diagnostics, replaced your controller, and it booted right up" he said.

"That's good" said Dan.

"Well, that depends" said Al, turning the screen around for Dan to see. There, on his screen, was the story he had been reading, and a set of captained images. No! Al, the company PC tech, had discovered his secret! He could get fired now.

"How long have you been with the company?" said Al.

"Nine and a half years" replied Dan.

"That's what I thought. So if I turn you in because of this, you won't get any pension. You need ten years to get vested, right?"

"Right" said Dan. What was Al talking about? Was he going to turn him in or not?

"I don't have to turn you in" said Al finally. "If you do exactly as I say, you can keep your job here, and I'll never tell a soul."

"Really? Please! I'd do anything!" said Dan.

"You will" said Al, with a smile on his face. "You will."

 

He gave Dan a list written on a piece of company logo stationary.

"Go out, buy the items on that list, and arrive at my house by 7:30. The address and map are on the back. If you do not do *exactly* what I tell you, I will turn you in. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes" said Dan sheepishly. Al had him over a barrel. There was nothing he could do about it. He looked down at the list.

 

-Panties.

-Bra.

-Nylons.

-Makeup.

-Heels.

-Wig.

-Breast Forms.

-Skirt

-Cami Top

-Ear rings.

 

He looked up at Al. This was like a list of items out of one of his stories.

"What do you want?" he said.

"Buy the items on that list, and arrive by 7:30. You had better leave right away. You have a lot of shopping to do."

Dan rushed off, clocked out, and went to his car. He felt like laughing, and crying. What was Al up to? He was about to find out.

 

* * *

 

Just before 7:30, Dan pulled into Al's driveway. Al was a computer geek, who didn't even take the time to make his hair look nice. A loser. How could he have let himself be controlled by such a person?

He got out of his car, with his full shopping bags. It had been embarrassing going into women's departments and buying clothes for himself. But he did it. He had it now. He nervously knocked on the door.

"Right on time. Very good *Jayne*."

"Jayne?" said Dan.

"Yes. That is your new *female* name. Now go get dressed up Jayne, in all your pretty new clothes. You know how to do it, I know. Be quick about it! Then come back here to see me once you're all prettied up."

Dan stared at him with shock showing on his paled face.

"Oh and Jayne? One more thing. You are to call me *master* from now on."

"Yes master" said Dan, shyly, his voice full of shame.

 

Dan had read about being forced to dress as a woman. He had a few things at home. But he had never worn everything himself. He was *so* nervous as the dressed up. What was Al going to make him do? He had been reading a story about a man who is forced to become a maid. Was Al going to turn him into his personal maid?

He put on his makeup, and straightened his wig. Then he went downstairs, in full female dress, to face Al.

Flash! A camera blinded him for a moment.

"For insurance, in case you act up" said Al. He walked over to Dan, and took a good look.

"Spin around" he said.

Dan spun, and felt his skirt flare out as he did so. Al patted him on the butt as he came to a stop.

"You look so lovely. So lovely I could kiss you" said Al, who came close, put his arms around Dan, and kissed him gently on the cheek.

"Hey!" said Dan. "In my deepest fantasies, I still like women, okay? Even though I'm into all this, I'm not interested in guys."

"I don't care" said Al. "I'm going to turn you into what *I* want. I don't care about what *you* want."

Dan gulped. Al wanted him like this, because he was *attracted* to him. For the first time, he became scared. For the first time, he considered taking his chances on getting fired. It wasn't worth it to do this, if he had to be with a guy.

"You are mine Jayne" said Al. "You belong to me now. You *will* do whatever I tell you. Willingly. You understand, don't you. You know you're mine, and you *want* to give yourself to me. You *want* to give in, and let me rule your world. You want to surrender to me. I am strong, and you are weak. I am a man, and you are just a girl now."

Dan was trembling. He wanted to cry. He didn't want to be with a man! He hated this! And he hated that he felt so aroused. This wasn't what he wanted to become!

"You're my girlfriend now. Tell me you're my girl" said Al.

"I'm your girl" replied Dan.

"Tell me your name."

"I am Jayne."

"Tell me that you love me, and that you're my girl."

"I'm your girl, and I love you" said Dan.

Al inched nearer, and put his arm around Dan. He could feel the heat from Al's body now. He was so scared! He wanted to die. This was too much. This wasn't what he wanted! How had he let himself get into this?

"You are a woman now. You are *mine*. You will do exactly as I say. You have given yourself to me fully and completely. You are a woman now. My woman."

Al gave another tender kiss on the cheek. Dan started to cry. No! Anything but this!

Suddenly, much to Dan's relief, Al switched gears.

"Go and get the vacuum Jayne. You will clean the house for me. Then you will dust, do the dishes, clean the windows, and wipe down the tub."

Dan scurried off to start working. This wasn't exactly fun, but it was better than having Al making passes at him. He *hated* how that made him feel! He wanted to be a woman, but not that way.

 

* * *

 

After toiling for hours, Dan was finally done with the last chore. But Al didn't let up.

"Cook my dinner woman. And get me a drink. Now!"

He ran to the kitchen, made Al a scotch and soda, then set about cooking. Once dinner was ready, he had to serve it to Al, and stand at attention to wait on him, or to refill his water glass. Then he had to clear the plates, put away the leftovers, and wash the dishes.

Al demanded an after-dinner drink, which Dan prepared for him too, then served. Dan was exhausted and sore all over. The shoes were killing him. He was tired of the game, and didn't know how much longer he could take all this.

 

"You did a good job Jayne" said Al. "Very good."

"Thank you" replied Dan.

"Thank you what?" demanded Al.

"Thank you, master" he replied.

"That is better. Do not forget your place."

"I am sorry, master" said Dan.

Al nodded in approval.

"You really don't like being in the power of a man, do you? I bet you really wanted for a *woman* to do this to you. You hate that it is a *man* controlling you."

Dan nodded his head. It was true.

"Did I tell you how much you turn me on?" said Al.

Dan blushed, but remained silent.

"I like you Jayne. That is why I'll give you a choice. I want you to come and dance for me now. I want you to give me a good lap dance, and make me come in my pants. I'll put my hands all over you of course, because that turns me on so much."

Dan looked at him with the look of shock and horror again.

"Or you have an option. You can please me, just this once, and go home. I'll forget all about what happened, and you will never have to do anything again. Just make me come, and you're free to go."

"And what's my other choice?" said Dan.

"Your other choice is to be my willing, voluntary slave. You will come over here *every* night, and serve *me*. You will do all my cooking, all my cleaning, wash my clothes, do my dishes, and anything else I can think of. You will be my complete, total slave. I won't lay a hand on you, but I *will* report you at work, if you ever slack off, in the least. So it's your choice. Lap dance, or slave for life."

Dan looked at Al, the deepest fears within his soul paralyzing his mind. What choice did he have? Neither option was good. He looked deep inside, trying to figure out which he was going to have to pick. He paused, dramatically, then spoke.

 

* * *

 

"See you tomorrow, Jayne" said Al, licking his lips.

Dan scurried out the door, still dressed as Jayne. As part of his deal, he had to arrive and leave, already in full female attire. He was not allowed to try and hide it when he came and went. He was to act like a woman at all times. And he was to report to Al *every* day, from then on.

He breathed a sigh of relief. This was the easy way out, the way he preferred. He resigned himself to the fact that he was owned now, a slave to a man for the rest of his life. He was Jayne now, and there was no going back. He straightened his skirt, and got into his car. Tomorrow, he would return. And the next day, and the next, and....

  

  

  

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