( please read parts 1 and 2 before reading this continuation )

 

A Redirected Life

by Holly Day

Pt 3

  

That night I was in the rotation for about half the night. I was doing a few lap dances to generate new clients and an occasional private dance for my older clients. Sir and Karl were going over some papers at their table when Sir waved me over. "Here are your entry forms for the Bangkok pageant. It looks like you're going to have a great time."

"I could really use a vacation about now." Really I meant I need to get out of here. There were several sheets. Photographs of me were on some of the sheets along with my measurements, weight and height. I also could make out my city of origin but little else. It was all in a Thai script. Well not all. There were also applications for a passport and vistas in English.

"We need to get a passport for you and vistas for you and Karl," said Sir. "It's all straight forward. These documents give us the right to use your pictures in our website as well as other details of the pageant. You do want to go don't you? Think of it as an opportunity of a life time, a chance to experience a new culture and see new things.

"Ok, ok," I said. "Where do you want me to sign? I just want to get out of this town for awhile."

Frank came in near midnight and Sir gave me my handbag. "Now Mindy I don't expect any gratuities tonight. This is the good Doctor's night as I'm sure he has told you." "Yes Sir, I understand. I'm part of his benefits package." Sir chuckled, "That's about right. Make sure he enjoys himself because he only gets this benefit once a year." Off I went with the good doctor. I had seen him many times before but tonight he looked quite handsome in his designer clothing. I'll make a point to give him my best effort.

On the way to his place Frank got a little serious. "Mindy I think it is time to get rid of these of your useless testicles. They are the size of grapes and will never work again. Why don't you come in on an outpatient basis next week and I'll nip them off. Think of how much more comfortable you'll be. You'll be able to wear a thong like real women."

I shuddered in response. "No Julie and I may still get together. You'll see. She still loves me and will come to her senses. I'm just not ready. Do you understand?"

"Ok I thought I'd bring it up but you're not ready yet. So forget I said anything and let's have a good time. I'm really looking forward to this," said Frank.

As expected I ended up over his knee. He smacked each of my cheeks and I let out a cry. "I'm just getting started," he said. With that he smacked each one again. Picking me up he had me leaning over the edge of the mattress supporting myself by my elbows and with my legs spread. He then bent over me and massaged my breasts as I felt him enter me from behind. I felt him pull back then enter me again and again. Then he straightened up and his right hand smacked my right cheek hard bringing a state of exquisite pain. He repeated with is left hand and I shrieked. He repeated this over several minutes. He then pushed me forward onto the bed and rolled me over. Jumping on the bed he put my legs over his shoulders and wantonly fucked me. My eyes were rolling back in my head and my back arched as he finally came. He collapsed on top of me. "That was wonderful," I whispered in his ear.

"That was just the beginning," he replied. "I've been thinking of all the ways I wanted to fuck you for months." He must have fucked me another ten ways. What an imagination. I didn't get back to my cell until 8 am. I was allowed to shower and crawled back into my cage before it was again suspended. My dreams that night were of my doctor. I relived the experience over and over again, and woke with a big grin on my face. I didn't have to work the next night because filming of my first movie was to start the next day. I had lines to learn so I spent my time off learning them.

My first movie was filmed at a local studio. In this story I see a psychiatrist and explain how it feels to be a woman trapped in a man's body and how I feel now that I am performing as a woman.

In the opening scene I am on a psychiatrist couch. The director calls, "Action." And, I start with the line, "Doctor I need your help. I feel I am a woman but life has played a terrible trick on me."

The actor playing my psychiatrist responds, "Mindy, have you had these feelings all of your life?"

"Most of it doctor. By the time I was five I wanted to play with my sister's friends playing house and having tea parties. By the time I had reached puberty I was dressing in her clothes."

"I see, and now that you dress as a woman, how do you feel"

"Natural," I said.

"I see. And what is relationship with men."

"Well doctor there are a couple men the first is Kyle." The camera fades out and the director called, "Cut." I ran off and changed into a teddy and returned to the bedroom set. Arriving back, the director asked me if I was ready.

"Sure," I said nervously.

"Well meet Kyle your love interest in this scene." I nearly fell over. This guy had muscles on muscles. He is a total hunk. In the scene I did a strip tease for him and then take his shirt and pants off of him. I was so nervous that I couldn't undo his buttons and he had to playfully stop me and do it himself. His cock was large and I spent what seemed to be a long time just staring at it. I heard the director whisper my name and I broke out of my trance and started giving him a blow job. He played with my tits and I stood up so he could play with them. Crawling onto the bed so he could take me doggy style, I looked over my shoulder and arched my back in anticipation of him penetrating my ass. The camera moved around catching him penetrating my ass from just about every angle. After a couple minutes I felt his hands on my waist picking me up while I remained impaled on his member. He then sat down and I was ended up in his lap with my legs tucked under me. I rode him till we both came"

The director called,"Cut." I didn't even hear him. I was so far out of it. Finally I came back to the reality and grabbed my teddy covering my body and ran to the dressing room. What had I just done? It took me a half hour to reemerge and ready for my next scene which was quite short.

The director called, "Action."

The doctor asks me, "Does your friend see anyone else?"

"Yes doctor he does. She's a bitch who hates me."

"Really, why?"

"It may have something to do with the messages I leave on her phone."

"Messages, what kind of messages?"

"Oh messages warning her to leave him alone and that he wants to be with me."

"That is very unhealthy. What does he think of her?"

"Oh he's in lust with her."

"In lust, how do you know?"

"He told me of their last rendezvous"

The camera fades out and the director called, "Cut. Well done Mindy you can take a break till this afternoon. I left for the dressing room. The next scene did not have me in it so I rested and studied my lines for my next scene. A knock on the door caused me to jump but it was a delivery boy with a salad lunch for me. It was so nice having someone wait on me that I gave him a kiss on the cheek and took the salad back into my dressing room and ravished it.

After lunch I was back on the set on the psychiatrist couch again. The director called, "Action."

"Did you ask him to make up his mind who he really wanted to be with?"

"Yes but he is confused about whether he wants what I can offer or the pussy that she can offer."

"That's quite a dilemma. How did you answer?"

"I told him if he wasn't sure he wanted me then I'd find a man who was sure."

"I see that appears to be a healthy response. You mentioned a second man."

"Yes doctor he is a neighbor. I was sunbathing when he was working in his yard. Seeing me we started chatting over the fence. One thing led to another and he ended up carrying me into my bedroom." The camera faded out and the director called, "Cut. Okay Mindy off to your dressing room and get into your bikini,"

"Yes sir," I answered and I ran off to return in a cute little bikini.

The next scene is again the bedroom. My neighbor carries me into the room and sets me down on the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I undo his belt and pants and take is cock into mouth. He proceeds to undo my top and plays with my tits as I get him good and hard. Falling back and I remove my bikini bottom before returning to giving him a blow job. He is now taking off his shirt showing off a six pack. I move back onto the bed and he takes my legs and puts them over his broad shoulders. I am looking him right in the eye as he enters my ass. I can't believe how good this feels. The lights are warm, and so is his cock buried deep up inside me ripping me in two. I end up on top in this one too however this time I am facing him. Reaching climax I moaned as he shoot his load into my ass. The camera came in to see his seed oozing out of my ass.

"Cut," called the director. "Take 30 minutes and Mindy you get cleaned up for your last scene." I ran back to my dressing room and did as instructed. My final scene was back in the psychiatrist office with the doctor,

"My, that could cause a problem," says the doctor.

"I know doctor that's why I stopped seeing him and came here."

"Well obviously you need a man's attention. You are just having a problem lining up with the right man."

"I know doctor what am I to do."

"Well your time's up for now I'll see you next week."

The Doctor puts on his coat and heads home. "Cut," called the director.

I stayed on to watch the next scene. The set was another living room. The doctor has just arrived home and is greeted by his wife.

"How was your day dear?" says the wife.

"My last client was interesting. Poor little trannie who is having man troubles."

"I know you can help her dear. Now we have an hour before our dinner reservations what can we do."

He smiles have picks her up and carries her into the bedroom. The Doctor undresses her revealing that his wife is a trannie and they end up doing a ten minutes scene in bed."

"So you think you can straighten her out."

"I doubt that but I can make sure she has the right curves."

The director called, "Cut. That's a wrap. Thank you everyone and you can go home now. Good night."

The movie was on the net in a week and the sales of DVDs soared. I'd made my first porno. Sir took me to the tattoo parlor to see Jack again and a ribbon of film was added to my tat. I was a star. Okay a porno star but it felt like I was the center of the universe at the club. I started signing pictures and everything. My business was up but there were so many new faces that I had to be careful not to get a police officer so I put the escort service on hold until I could sort out who was and wasn't a legitimate client. Thank goodness I did because after being cautious about one customer I was informed by one of the other girls that I had just entertained a cop. Over time I would be able to tell the difference so I didn't push for the big money now.

In my next film I had a stretch. I had to play a masochist. I pulled heavily from my photo shoot to express my character. It started out like in the first film with me on a psychiatrist couch.

"Mindy you say you have been dealing with a dangerous side of your nature. Tell me how you met this man and what you did with him?"

"I first met Matt at a bar." The camera fades out and the director called, "Cut." The next scene was a bar with me dressed all in black, wearing a very low cut dress, boots, a rhinestone covered black leather collar and stilettos. The director called, "Action."

Matt comes over with a beer in his hand and looks me over. "Anything you like," I purred.

"Everything," he answered. "You like it on the edge don't you? Where are your friends?"

"I didn't bring any but I can protect myself."

"Yes I think you can I bet."

I was looking him over with the same way. "Do you play rough?" I asked.

"I can. It depends on the girl. If she likes it I like it. Do you have a safe word?"

Jackpot, just what I wanted. "Yes its Rumpelstiltskin."

He grabs my arm and off to his place we go, and the director called, "Cut."

The next scene is back in my cell. The director called, "Action."

I was stripped of my dress and suspended from the ceiling. Taking full advantage of my exposed breast he attached clamps. He tied a weight to my balls and cock. What could I say? I was in ecstasy with the pain. At this point a genuine girl is brought in by another actor and I spend the rest of the scene as an ornament to her story. After she has been equally restrained and tortured the two switch slaves. I am tied to the bench and my master pushes a dildo up my ass. I almost broke character and called the safe word but the other girl was a pro and never uttered a word. And, I wouldn't break if she didn't. I may be a pussy but I am not a wimp Next I am suspended just as I was in my photo shoot. First I am mouth fucked and then taken from the rear by biggest dick I ever saw. This wasn't the short session I had experienced the first time but a long drawn out affair. I'm not sure if my screams were from pain or pleasure.. The camera finally fades out and the director called, "Cut." I was allowed to clean up in my own shower and the whole crew enjoyed my unscripted shower scene.

We then went back to the studio to complete the movie. I'm lying down on the psychiatrist couch when the scene starts. The director called, "Action."

"Did you really enjoy that?" asked the doctor.

"Yes I did and we are meeting again next weekend."

"Well Mindy, you are definitely going to yield a journal article for me."

As I left his office he said, "Mindy is their any chance I could see these gentlemen?"

"Oh doctor I'm sure they would love to meet you. Why don't you come and hang around with us this weekend?"

"Thanks I think I will."

I smile maliciously and leave. The end. The director called, "Cut. That's all for today folks. Well done and Mindy, you were fantastic. I just wish all of my actors were as good as you."

"Thanks I tried my best," I said and was escorted back to my cell by Mike.

I was in a lot of pain after that movie. Talk about doing your own stunts. Mean while my customers at the club were pushing for my return. I came back the same day as my second photo shoot of bondage pictures hit the net. I had more offers to tie me up than I ever wanted. In reality I never wanted to be tied up again. That hurt and I never had an orgasm under pain. I admit I did like it when I was spanked but that was more like foreplay to me.

Sir did have one excellent idea which he talked me into. On the Saturday before the movie's release I reenacted many of my bondage poses on one of the stages. Each half hour I would be retied in another position for the amusement of the customers. For twenty dollars you could have your picture taken with me. Julie was there that night dressed as a dominatrix. She wore a leather corset and skirt with long black gloves and high heeled boots. She carried a riding crop which she obviously knew how to use. With each change of position she would pose with me and a photo would be taken usually with the riding crop hitting my ass or thighs. "I told you we were going to find many ways of tying you up. I'm so glad you agreed to this. It will be a fine addition to your photo album."

The second movie was also a success. The porno reviews recognized the believability of my characters. I was even nominated for a porno movie award. I added signed bondage photos to other photos that I sold to my fans.

My clientele from my first movie had been sorted out by this time and I worked half my time as an escort. As for the clientele I was accumulating from the second movie, they scared me. No way was I ever going to escort any of them. Sir was really happy with me, expanded my wardrobe with really beautiful and erotic clothing. I just loved playing dress up and showing off. I must have changed my costume a half dozen times each night. The other girls were so jealous.

On the next Saturday night, Sir and I were sitting at Sir's table when Julie and Karl showed up. Julie was carrying the photo album again. She wanted me to see it. This time she had added stills from my first two films as well as my two photo shoots. There were a few nice photos of me giving my lines but the majority of the photos were of the scenes in which I was engaged in sex. There were various pictures of me performing oral sex with a hungry look in my eyes. There were photos of me licking cock, kissing cock, and taking cock partially and wholly in my mouth. There were pictures of me being mounted doggy style, of me looking up at my man while in the missionary position and of me riding my man on top both facing him and with my back to him. My bondage film stills showed me being taken from behind as I dangled in midair. "I told you that you would be a porn star. I just had no idea how good. Look at your bondage film photos. I could swear you were in fear but you still show pleasure. What a slutty masochist you turned out to be. I would never have suspected it since you were such a pathetically gentle lover when you were a man."

I studied my part for my third movie that was to be filmed in the next week. I had every line down. This movie unlike my first two had a bit of a plot and would take two days to film. This story was of a transsexual who desperately wants to surprise her boyfriend by having herself streamlined so that she can fit into an itty bitty sting bikini. They showed me the gaff that I would be wearing for the final scenes. It was very realistic and I couldn't wait to try it on and pretend that I had the courage to actually go through with such an operation. But, what am I thinking? I don't want an operation. The character wants the operation, not me. Gosh I'm really getting into this acting thing.

The story starts out with my character shopping with her girlfriend.

The director called, "Action." My actress girlfriend and I started playing our parts.

"So Mindy, how is your life going with Charles."

"Oh he is so good to me. He just gave me his credit card and told me to go out and shop for our coming trip to Key West."

"You mean he didn't put any restraints on how much you bought."

"No not a one."

"You must have been awfully good."

"I was more than good I was naughty. It all started like this."

The camera faded out and the director called, "Cut." Mindy that was great. You really sold it. Now take a break and comeback dressed for the bedroom scene." I picked up a small fruit plate and raced over to change.

The crew was waiting for me when I got back. I met my actor boyfriend as I entered the set. "Hi my name is Kevin and you must be Mindy who I have heard so much about."

God he was handsome. "Hi Kevin, yes, that's me. I'm sorry but they told me nothing about you but I like what I see." Trying to stay in character I played with my hair and twisted around one foot. He smiled broadly.

The director called out, "Action."

The scene starts with Kevin sitting at the table in the bedroom. I came through the door dressed as a school girl saying, "I'm sorry Mr. Charles I'll never do it again."

"Over here young lady and take your punishment." With a pouting look on my face, my hands curled and held close to my lips I move over to Kevin. Over his knee I go and he spanks my bottom as he lowers my panties.

"I'll never cheat on a test again I promise."

"You have a beautiful ass and I intend on spanking it so no pleading."

Smack and I start crying. Smack, smack, smack and I start pleading. As I roll to the floor, Kevin undoes his pants. I crawl over to him am take him orally pretending it is my first time. "That's a good girl I'm sure you've learned your lesson. He then pulls me up and kisses me with an open mouth. I respond with my tongue and he raises me further and suckles on my tits. Standing up we move to the bed where I kneel as he mounts me from the rear. After five minutes of fucking my ass, he rolls over on his back and I mount him riding him till we both collapse in a mutual orgasm.

The camera fades and the director called, "Cut. Perfect let's move on back to the street scene. Mindy you have half an hour to change." I grabbed my clothes and ran back to the changing room to clean up and put my first costume back on.

Getting back just in time, the director called, "Action." The camera is on me and my girlfriend as we walk up to a store window.

"Gosh that's hot," says my girlfriend. "I see something that he would like."

"Where is it?"

"Over there on the mannequin in that window."

"Why it's the smallest string bikini I've ever seen. I couldn't possibly wear it. Even with my itty bitty package, it would never fit."

"I see what you mean. Wait I know someone who could help. He's a doctor. I met him at Club Med. It was quite a time as I remember. The picture fades and the director called, "Cut."

The next scene was between my fictional girlfriend and the fictional doctor so I had an hour free. I spent it relaxing in my dressing room. Boy has this been a hard day. I have one more, short scene before lunch and then a long scene at the clinic coming up so I studied my part again. After an hour I heard a knock at the door and went back to the street scene.

The director called, "Action." The picture faded out and my girlfriend and I were back.

"Let me make an appointment for you," she says and she pulls out her cell phone. "Jeremy, this is Lilly remember me?"

"Do I ever, what's up Lilly?"

"I have a friend who needs your help in order to fit into a string bikini."

"What does she want me to do?"

"I'll send her over and it will be obvious to you okay?"

"Sure send her around at about four o'clock I should be free by then. And, Lilly, how about we get together this weekend?"

"I'd love too and I'll send her over to your office."

"Well Mindy, it's all arraigned. Show up at this address at 4 o'clock."

"Thanks Lilly. You're a dear."

"Cut," called the director. Break for lunch everyone and let's move over to the clinic. I asked why we were using a clinic and it was explained that it was much cheaper renting a real clinic. Trying to set up a sound stage to look like clinic was far more expensive. So an hour later we're at the clinic with me dressed in a hospital gown sitting on an examination table.

The director called, "Action." The doctor is led into the room by a beautiful nurse. "Doctor here is your last patient."

"You must be Mindy. Lilly said I could help you fit into a string bikini?"

"Yes doctor," I said. After removing my panties, I spread my legs and raise my gown. "Here is my problem."

"Ah I see" says the doctor with a laugh. "I can take care of your problem."

"How would Monday at 8 am work for you?"

"Oh that would be wonderful."

"Just show up at the hospital and check in at that time and they will direct you where to go. Remember to not eat after midnight."

"Oh I won't. And Doctor, do you take plastic?"

"Yes I do."

"Then here use this," I say handing over Charles's credit card."

The Director called, "Cut." That was just what we wanted, you're doing great Mindy. I really believe you want to be streamlined. "Yes I mean no. I'm just playing my character."

My next scenes also take place in the clinic. The actress playing the nurse comes into my room and has me lie down on a gurney. "Nurse, are you here for my surgery today?"

"Yes I am. Are you excited?"

"Oh yes I really am." I was doing my best to sell the part but there was no way in real life that I would consent to this surgery.

"Well first we need you to sign these forms here and here."

Sitting up in the gurney I took the clipboard from her hands and signed the fake documents as instructed in my script. "Is this correct I asked her?"

She nodded yes. "Now take these," she said handing me two pills and some water. I take the placebos with the water and lay down.

"That's perfect now lean back as I shave you." The camera comes in close for this scene. I am playing it with an anxious look in my face and the camera kept panning back and forth between my face, the nurse, and my groin. "Finished just like a new born baby."

With the camera following us down the hall, I am wheeled into the OR. A handsome actor playing the doctor comes in. "How's my patient today."

"I'm feeling wonderful doctor", I almost sing back.

"Then let's begin shall we. Orderlies please move the patient onto the operating table. Nurse did you give the patient her sedative?"

"Yes doctor thirty minutes ago. It should be taking effect now." Strange but I think she was right I am feeling drowsy.

"Alright then I'll apply the local anesthesia." With that he rolled me over and pretended to use a needle. It felt like he actually did use a needle on me. He then rolled me back and I only saw him. "Strap her in place please and put her legs in the stirrups. Now we are ready to start." He pretended to use a needle on my scrotum and to use a scalpel and clamps on me. The cameras stayed back only showing side views and close ups of his face and mine. I played it up as much as I could although I was feeling quite light headed. The nurse handed a pan to the actor doctor who then pretended to castrate me. "It's done. Now let's sew you up."

"Oh thank you doctor I sighed."

"Cut," called the director. "That was perfect Mindy we believed every word. Now just stay put. Send in the real doctor." Real doctor? What is he saying? This wasn't in the script. Frank who had been out of sight behind the director came up between my legs.

"The local anesthesia is still in effect I see. That was me behind your back giving it to you in that scene. It was the only real part of the entire scene except for the nurse who is real too. I'm acting as the medical consultant for this movie. I suggested that we add this scene. The producer thought it was a good idea as long as I got your legal approval. Now the director wants some close ups of a real operation to cut into film during editing."

"But this wasn't in my script. I didn't give my consent."

"Oh yes you did. I tried to get you to agree before our tryst but you turned it down so I thought to include it in the script and you bit. You signed those documents with your real name Mindwell R. Masters."

"Oh God I did, but those weren't real papers."

"Wrong again, they were real and Craig our Notary Public just notarized them. Now let's begin."

"No, please."

"Are you going to remain calm or do I have to sedate you further?" I shut up as ordered. "Place the mirror up so she can see her operation. With terror in my eyes I saw what was being done to me. This time it was real.

The director called, "Action."

First the Doctor injected a local anesthesia directly into my scrotum. Next he used a scalpel and made an incision up the center of the sack. Opening up the slit with his fingers, he pulled out one of my testicles and clamping it of in two places. "No please."

"Quiet now I don't want to make a mistake." Then he snipped the cord between the two clamps allowing the testicle to fall free into the pan. He cauterized the cord and released the clamps. In horror, I watched as the procedure was repeated. I was now truly castrated. He then sewed up the incision and applied a bandage. "You were a good patient, Mindy."

"Cut," called the director. "Perfect we'll be able to use most of that." I saw the pan being rinsed and my testicles placed in a jar of formaldehyde.

Talking to the orderlies Frank said, "Now take our star back to her room and let her recuperate." Turning to me he continued, "We'll let you sleep and this weekend we'll have a party in your honor at the club."

I woke up in the middle of the night and sobbed. The nurse came in and gave me a couple pills and soon I was back to sleep. Except for a trip to see Jake and have my tattoo outline of fallen leaves filled in, I spent the rest of the week in my cell reading and sleeping while I fully recovered from my surgery.

At 9 O'clock on Saturday night Sir got up on stage to address the crowd. "Tonight we have a first time event here at the club. Mindy please come forward." I came out wearing a sarong and carrying a tray with a cloth draped over an object. "Mindy here has a gift for the club that is now going to be unveiled." With a drum roll and cymbal crash, Sir pulled the cloth off revealing the jar containing my testicles. There were a few gasps, and then crowd broke out into cheers giving me a standing ovation. "We have set aside a place of honor for this gift," called out Sir and a spot light moved to the niche and plaque on the wall with my name and the date of my surgery engraved on it. The spot light came back to the jar. Sir picked it up as one would hold a trophy and held it up in my direction. In a presentation voice directed at me but delivered more to the crowd he called out, "Now Mindy would you please kiss the jar." The crowd went silent. I didn't know this was going to happen and there was an awkward moment. Seeing the anticipation of the crowd, I did as I was told. I kissed my testicles goodbye leaving a lipstick impression of the kiss on the jar. The crowd cheered again. With much fanfare Sir took the jar up a ladder and put it in the niche making sure that the kiss could be seen. He then installed a plate of glass over the niche. From the ladder he continued his speech with the spot light coming back to me. "Mindy is still in the middle of making her next movie so it will be a while yet before you can actually see what she had to do to make this day possible. However we will now give you a sneak preview of the wardrobe that she wears at the end of the movie. Mindy would you now remove your sarong." I hear a drum roll as I pull the string opening the sarong and a cymbal crash as the sarong hits the floor exposing the tiny string bikini from the movie.. The crowd loved it. I then glided up the runway of the stage and back modeling the costume in several poses. "Mindy is but the first to be honored this way. We fully expect to fill all of these empty niches in the years to come, but let's not dwell on that now. Tonight is Mindy's night. We are here to celebrate her and her new streamlined figure. Please everyone ask Mindy to dance for you tonight." I then stepped down off the stage into the crowd.

Julie and Karl were there and I visited them first. Julie was as happier than I've ever seen her. "I knew you could do it Baby. I'm so proud of my creation."

"It wasn't really avoidable was it?" I said disguising my anger with a smile.

"No, it never was but you are such a natural, I can't help but think I did the right thing," she gushed. "Just look at her Karl. Isn't that a beautiful figure?"

Karl had a different look than normal, more of a timid attraction. "Mindy you have come a long way tonight. You are one of the most feminine and beautiful trannies I've ever met. I am very proud of you. Allow me to have the first dance." So Karl received my first dance. Strange up to now only Sir paid any attention to me. They were partners but Karl always stayed behind the scene. When I got close to his ear he whispered so Julie couldn't hear. "I never thought I would ever be turned on by a trannie but Mindy you do it for me." A thought flashed through my head. Could I steal Karl away from Julie? Wouldn't that be a great way of getting back at her? Besides I still remember his cock. I fantasized about it as I did a second dance for him. I left the two of them with quite different smiles on their faces.

After that I was busy the whole night being on stage and giving individual lap dances to as many of my customers as possible. Everyone wanted to see close up how I had been streamlined. My flaccid little cock was more of a clit now and met the approval of all of my customers. It was barely visible under the shear fabric of the string bikini bottom. What was done was done. Besides, Frank was right. I was far more comfortable. I didn't feel crowded in my gaffs and most of the time I didn't need one. Monday shooting continues on the movie and I need to rehearse my lines. Maybe I can get Mike to run my lines with me tomorrow.

The next evening I was back at the club and it was a slow night. I was still getting plenty of dances from my usual customers. I was trying to relax after my horrendous week and was allowing my customers to buy me a few more drinks than normal. Strictly for medicinal purposes I told them referring to my new scar. Sir and Karl were at their table going over the plans for Bangkok. Sir waved me over. "Here are tourist pamphlets of Bangkok. It looks like you're going to have a great time." You'll have to have a whole new wardrobe and Karl here will be your escort the whole time."

I was getting excited about getting an opportunity of spending a couple weeks alone with Karl. I know I can get him if I try.

"Now let's get to putting together a new wardrobe for the trip. That should make you happy."

I turned to Karl and tried playing up to him. "Do you think you could help me? I really would like your help," I said in a very sweet voice.

"Of course Mindy I would love to help you."

Wonderful I thought now I can get some time with him even before our trip. Maybe I can pull him away from Julie. I sat up close to him letting my right breast touch his arm and kissed him on the cheek in appreciation. He responded with a large smile. All I have to do is reel him in now to get my revenge on Julie. By the time I get back from Bangkok he'll want me alone.

Sir took me home at the end of the evening and tried to make small talk. "So Mindy how do like the new streamlining now?"

"It wasn't what I planned. You tricked me into signing those papers. Don't ever expect me to sign anything again."

"I know but do like the new look and feel."

"Without some kind of shot of testosterone or something I'll never have another erection. That should make me happy?"

"Why let it bother you. Aren't you enjoying the men in your life?"

"Well yes, but I used to like being with a woman. I kind of hoped that I would again."

"Oh I'm sure you will be with a woman again but not as a man and maybe not even as the dominant. You'll get used to it."

When we got home Sir took me to bed. It was different than before, more gentle and slow. He made me feel deeply warm and we nuzzled in a close embrace with his strong arms around me.

I was back on the set the next day playing the part of a happily castrated pre op with a bit of a hangover. The director called me over. "Mindy, in this scene you will be paying the good doctor back for your surgery in your hospital room. Are you ready?" I nodded and he directed me to sit in the bed. "Ok everyone Action."

I'm lying in my hospital bed in the cutest little nighty you've ever seen. My girlfriend pops her head in to the room still standing behind the partial open door.

Seeing her I say, "Hi Lilly, come on in."

"I just stopped by to see how you were feeling and if you needed anything," said Lilly.

"Oh I feel wonderful and I don't really need anything. I was thinking though. I know he's your boyfriend and I have a boyfriend of my own but do think it would be possible for me to pay Jeremy back in a special way."

"That wouldn't bother me, Mindy. Jeremy is a big boy and I think he would like to accept your appreciation."

My doctor then comes into my room saying, "So how is my patent today?" while smiling at Lilly.

"I'm feeling wonderful, thank you doctor."

"Jeremy there is something that Mindy wants to do for you to express her thanks so I'll just leave the room for a while." Lilly then walks out of the room closing the door behind her.

"So Mindy, what is it you want to do for me?"

I reach for his belt and pull him over to me. Unfastening his belt and pulling down his zipper, his pants fall to the ground. I get up on the bed and lean over and start sucking his cock. After several minutes he crawls into my bed and takes me doggy style. Raising my ass into the air while looking back under me I can see him fucking my ass. I can see my flaccid little prick waving freely. The only balls I see are his and I smile.

Finally the doctor withdraws and shots his seed on my tattoo. After getting back off the bed, pulling up his pants and putting shirt back on, he looks at me and says, "If only all of my patients were like you."

By the time I'm back in a seated position and Lilly walks back in. "Appreciation over?" she says.

With a broad smile Jeremy says. "She was the most appreciative patient I've ever had. I hope your boyfriend is as good showing his appreciation to her."

"Oh yes doctor I think he will be." And we all laughed.

"Cut," called the director.

The next scene finds me on a living room sofa. The director called, "Action."

"Hi honey, did you miss me while I was on my business trip?"

"You know I did. I got something for you while you were away. Let me pop into the next room and put it on for you. It's for our Key West vacation." A moment latter I come back in wearing the sarong. My boyfriend lets out a long whistle. "That's not all," I say as I pull the string holding up the sarong and let it drop revealing my little string bikini.

His eyes grow wide and he pulls me over. Pulling my bottom off, he gently strokes my member and examines my empty sack. He then sucks my flaccid penis while I run my fingers through his hair. He then pulls me down into his lap and massages my breasts. I hold my breasts while he sucks each nipple with his greedy mouth. Then I slip down off of his lap onto the floor and undo his trousers. Nearly worshipping his expanding member I repeatedly take it all into my mouth and comeback licking it like a lollypop. I close my eyes and remember how Julie used to do this for me however my lollypop was never this big. Opening my eyes reality comes back and this magnificent stud is about to take me. Sitting on his lap I close my eyes and remember how Julie used to ride me. I am in ecstasy when he explodes into my bowls. Leaning over my shoulder I ask, "Do you like it?"

"You know I do baby."

"Cut, that's a wrap. Mindy your expressions when you closed your eyes were perfect."

That evening I spent the evening at Karl and Sir's table. They were entertaining some of their business associates and I did a private dance for each of them. They each congratulated me on my work in the porno business. It was all business to them. I was their starlet and they were shaping me to fit their ideal.

Julie showed up with the photo album again. It was getting thicker each time I saw it. This time it had photos of me carrying my testicles on the tray and Bruce pulling the cloth off to show them to the crowd. There was also a photo of me kissing my testicles goodbye. "I really enjoyed that one," she said. "I kissed your testicles goodbye many times last year but you just didn't know it. Then there are these photos of you showing off your string bikini with a big smile on your face. Don't you just love the photo of you looking on as Bruce put the jar containing your testicles into the niche with your lipstick kiss placed forward? You were magnificent. No one would have known that you hadn't wanted it done. Here are the stills from that movie. I have a copy of it and the editing was wonderful. I love the scene when you ask the doctor to castrate you and you pay for it with your boyfriend's credit card. You look so happy in this photo when the doctor is performing the surgery and here are photos of the actual surgery. Look here are photos from the scene where you thank the doctor. Just look at how happy you are giving him a blow job. I remember when I first put you on hormones. You were so scared that you would never be able to have sex as a man again. I lied to you and promised you would. I knew then that you would grow to love being the receptacle of a real man's cock, and from what I have seen so far I was right. Well that's all for tonight I have to get back to my new recruit. Ta Ta." She closed the album and left quickly with Karl.

She had managed to make me look happy in this life. Even the frightening bondage scenes had me appearing receptive. Where were the pictures of me cowering in the cage and screaming in pain? After seeing that album, who would believe me, if I told them the true story? They got what they wanted in that film so I hope the bondage is over. With this trip to Bangkok coming up I'm sure they will have to treat me nicer. I just have to remember not to sign anything else. Pain is no longer a fear since they hardened me to it and there will be no more slip ups.

When I returned to my cell that evening I knew my life as a man was over. Sir looked me in the eye as my cage was hoisted. "Mindy, you have turned out better than we ever imagined. Thanks to your effort we know our business plan is right. Most transsexuals don't know they are transsexuals. We intend on finding them and helping them realize their true selves just as we have done for you."

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