Revenge Can Be Sweet

by Rachael Free

 

I'm sitting here writing in my diary in my beautiful pink push up bra holding my creamy 40D tits, my silky thong panties, a pink garter with silky hose, 5" fuck me heels, a chiffon babydoll and fully made up with my blonde curly hair cascading down and over my shoulders. My hands are soft and my perfectly manicured nails match the pink of my lips. My skin is soft and I exude femininity with a very expensive perfume. My personal maid is my best friend and lover. I am quite a sight if I do say so myself. I would fuck me if I had the chance. My new role in life is to give pleasure and take care of any man or woman who is introduced to me here in my new home. I couldn't be happier.

But alas, I wasn't always this way. I used to be an overweight, beer guzzling man in his late 20's who treated women like shit and used them only for his own pleasure. I was out of shape, and sick of my job at the steel mill. My life was going nowhere until that fateful day in June. Now how in the world could this happen. Sit back as I relive the last year or so in my life.

I worked in the blast furnace area of the steel mill making molten iron with other men who ate glass and chewed up nails for fun. We were tough, mill hunks who couldn't wait for the whistle to end our shift and go to the local watering hole for some, no many beers. We would play with the waitresses, pinch their asses, and even suck on their tits if they let us. We were basically horny old goats who were just letting off steam. The problem was, this was my life every day after work and usually the same thing on the weekends. My life consisted of work, drinking beer and chasing women. Not bad really but definitely no goal in life.

My parents died when I was out of high school and I had no other siblings or relatives I knew were living. My friends were my family. Most Friday's were in the bar picking up one of the local sluts and taking them home for the night and fucking their brains out. I would wake up Saturday morning to find them in my bed. Some had no teeth, others were over 300 pounds, and sometimes I would bed one who wasn't the most beautiful thing in the world but in local standards was OK. No marrying types for sure.

Week in and week out led me to getting fat, out of shape and just a real bum. One Friday night after a long week at work, I went into the bar and sitting at the corner of the bar was one of the most beautiful things that had ever been in here in quite some time. She was really beautiful for this town. Luckily I was early and tried talking to her before the other leeches came into the bar. My skills at holding an intellectual conversation were limited but I tried my best to keep her attention. To my surprise she turned to me and said, "Hey, I know a place that you would really love. Want to come with me?" I just stared at her not believing the luck that just fell into my lap. I just nodded and she told me to pay for the drinks and she would be in the car waiting for me. She walked out the door as I paid for the drinks and hurriedly opened the door to meet her. She was in a Mercedes convertible with the top down with her skirt hiked up so I could almost see her panties. "Get in soldier, the troops are waiting." She told me as I opened the door and hopped in. She hit the accelerator as we sped off down the road. I was in shock but loved the excitement of this woman. I bet she would be a great lay too.

We drove for over an hour with her beautiful blonde hair blowing in the wind. I was enjoying this and had no idea where we were heading. I asked her once but she told me that we were going to a special club and I would really enjoy myself from now on. It didn't make much sense to me but if I could get her in the sack for one night it would be worth it.

The sun was going down as we pulled into a secluded road edged with trees. It seemed like miles down the road as we came upon a huge building that looked like a castle. I never knew anything like this was around our little town. She stopped the car and I got out as she walked up to the door. She rang the bell as the door opened with three people greeting here from inside. I followed like a little child wondering what was around the next corner. I was welcomed in and she tried introducing me but it was clear she never knew my name. I introduced myself to everyone as Mike "The Maddog" Maddux. (Maddog is a nickname the guys gave me from my escapades with the girls in the bar) I didn't get much reaction as the crowd got bigger and everyone was talking to my "date". You know I never got to get her name either. Oh well, maybe a one nighter didn't need any names.

More people came from another room as the group proceeded into a larger room with a bar, tables of food and music. A party was going on and we were guests. My "date" then came up to me and told me she was sorry that she didn't introduce me but after tonight I would get to know everyone much better. She took my hand and we talked to a ton of people, none of which I would ever remember. There was Buffy and Jody and Leon and Mitzy and Sissy and Precious and Bobby and so on and so on as we mingled with the guests. I had one drink after another and was getting a bit tipsy. No beer here, it was always champagne served on silver platters.

The night went on as the crowd started thinning and separating into the corners of the room. Strange I thought but who was I to say this wasn't normal. Nothing that happened today was normal. Come to think of it, I never told the barkeep or the waitress or any of my friends I was going with this girl. Oh well, I'm sure she will take me back home tomorrow morning after I rock her world. Just then the lights were lowered and a chair was brought out into the middle of the room. I was trying to focus but the alcohol was blurring my senses. I just stayed quiet and watched.

A beautiful girl was brought into the room and led to the chair. I guessed she was all of 20 years old. She had a nice rack on her, was dressed in a sparkly gown and looked like a real knockout. The crowd closed in around the chair as one of the gentlemen dropped his pants and approached her in the chair. He was hard as a rock and the girl just grabbed his cock and began to blow him right in front of the crowd. I was amazed but the people just watched as this girl expertly blew this guy. He quickly came and she swallowed all his cum with a smile as she was helped up and led out of the room. The people began pairing up as couples (men and women, women and women, and even men and men) kissed, sat and stroked each other on the couches and were totally turned on by the girl and the blowjob.

My date held my hand and gave me a deep kiss almost reaching my tonsils with her tongue. I responded by grabbing her, fondling here tits and kissing her like one of the tramps I usually bedded as she reached for my balls and squeezed with all her might making me drop to my knees in pain. "You will never treat a woman like that again. Is that understood?" I looked up at her and she was really pissed. I nodded and said I understood as she helped me back up to my feet. "Now, I want you to be kinder and gentler this time." I leaned forward as she grabbed my head and began sucking. I let her invade my mouth with her tongue and allowed her to make love to me with her tongue without pushing back. I had never let a woman do this to me and I felt weakened by the experience. In fact, I felt very submissive at this moment and only wanted to please this woman.

She broke away form the kiss and smiled at me saying, "I think you will do just fine. Come with me, I have a present for you." I followed like a dog in heat as she walked ahead of me into another room. "Here, a little warm up for what's next." She handed me a cocktail and I quickly finished it off setting it down on the table. My head was real fuzzy as I tried standing still without falling. I was getting fucked up and I wouldn't be able to fuck this bitch even if I wanted. "Sit down my dear as we tell you your fate." I sat without objection as a few of the women gathered around me.

I couldn't focus too well but heard them whispering and giggling as I sat on the chair looking up at them. The chatter increased and then was totally quiet. My "date" took my arm and said we were going to bed. I followed without any resistance as I was led upstairs and into a bedroom. I was undressed by two women and a gown was put over me before they helped me into the bed. I was already asleep before my head hit the pillow.

The next thing I know I was being shaken by two cute girls in maid's uniforms. The uniforms were really sexy uniforms too. I could see their panties and bare bottoms. I shook my hair as I sat up in bed. I noticed that I pulled the covers up to cover myself to cover my sleeping gown as I was served a tray with some coffee, some juice and a mess of pills. Just as I was beginning to focus clearly, my "date" came into the room. She wore a beautiful sundress showing her tits to the world. Maybe I get my treat now and get laid, I thought. No luck though. She came up to me, took my chin and kissed my lips saying, "Be still precious, today is a totally new experience for you. You will love every minute of it so just relax and let your body enjoy the new you." I didn't really understand but took another sip of coffee as I sat up more looking all around me at a frilly, pink girl's room with a canopy bed. The maids came and propped me up more as I drank my coffee and juice and took the pills on the tray.

One of the maids said, "Are you ready for your bath Melody?" Melody, who was Melody? Maybe that was my date's name. I just nodded as they put a soft mask over my eyes for my facial therapy as they pulled back the covers. I couldn't talk either. It must have been from all the alcohol last night. I had a dressing gown on and felt embarrassed. I was a guy for god's sake dressed in a satin girls sleeping gown. The girls took my hands and helped me up as we walked to the bathroom. My hair kept falling into my eyes. My hair? It wasn't this long last night. A bath had been drawn and I was helped off with my gown. I entered the tub with their help as I slid down into the warm water. I felt so warm, so soft, so comfortable. The girls helped bathe me making sure they did all the work as I just laid there enjoying the service. Maybe this is what my date meant by "let your body enjoy the new you". This was the life. I was being pampered like I'd never experienced before. I was a lowly mill hunk now being treated like a king.

A king, yes I was now a king. I couldn't wait to tell all the guys about the night. I was told to stand as the girls covered me in soft towels and led me out of the bath to a chair. I sat down as they dried me and put creams and lotions all over me. Maybe this was how a king was treated by his lady. I was beginning to enjoy it really and didn't want it to end. My hair was pulled back in the towel and pulled up over my head. Maybe some new treatment so I shouldn't complain. I was led to the bedroom and my date was there saying," Well, well. I'm so pleased with the progress. Take off the blindfold and towels so Melody can see herself." I felt the blindfold and towels come off and I gazed forward into a mirror looking at a very voluptuous, curvy, blonde bombshell of a woman. I wondered who this girl was but realized immediately that I was looking at myself in the mirror. Everything went black as I fainted at the sight in the mirror.

I found myself lying in bed as I regained my senses. My "date" was on the bed next to me looking directly at me. "OK honey, here's the deal. You probably don't remember me but I was one of your conquests four years ago. I was in the bar with my brother when you took me and fucked me that night. I never forgave my brother or you for what you did and promised that I would get revenge for what you did and what my brother allowed that night." I just looked at her trying to remember. "Remember Jake Sloan? He WAS my brother once, now he's your maid." I looked over at one of the girls and yes, I did recognize Jake. He was now a girl with big boobs…..but how? All Jake did was look at the floor playing with his heels. "Isn't he, oh I'm sorry, she, a cute one? Please call her by Angela from now on. I think she turned out great. Don't you think?" I was still in a blur with everything that had happened and all the information. "You should just look at yourself now dear. You are the best yet. Melody definitely fits you now so get used to it."

"Oh by the way, my name is Greta. Greta Sloan! Remember me?" I didn't remember any Greta Sloan but did remember a Jake Sloan. He was a real jerk and we always picked on him in the bar. He brought Greta in one night to get the guys to like him. He was one of the boys after we all fucked his sister that night. I couldn't imagine a brother letting his sister get fucked by the entire steel mill. Oh well, I had fun. "Jake got what he deserved and now you get yours." I was still confused as Greta went on with the story.

"Mikey boy, or should I say Melody, welcome to your new world. You've been here over ten months now. My friends are very rich and influential and helped with every part of your transition. They felt sorry for me and helped me make everything right. We spared no expense on the surgery, the feminine treatments, the cosmetic procedures, liposuction, hormone therapy, hypnosis, mental conditioning and other things you will soon learn as time goes by. I would suggest you accept your new name and role in life. Mikey is gone forever." I had been here for over ten months. I didn't remember anything. "Your treatments were a big success and you were so compliant throughout the process. It was time to bring you back to the real world though so you could begin serving me."

I didn't grasp everything she said but realized the body I saw in the mirror, was now feeling under the covers and knew was the new me would never change and would last forever. I was crushed, saddened and sickened. How could she have this much rage to invoke such revenge? I just laid there feeling nothing inside. In fact, I felt between my legs and all I felt was a warm moist slit. My manhood had been removed and now I had a pussy.

"OK, dearie, it's time for some fun. I've conditioned you to want the sexiest corsets, lingerie, and clothes imaginable to entice a man. I want to see what my work has done." The two maids, one of them being and old male acquaintance, helped me up and began holding up corsets, bras, stockings, and all sorts of other female items as I began to choose what I would wear. Greta got a kick out of my choices appreciating my concern to be color coordinated. I was dressed, corseted, and made up to be a beautiful girl ready to get fucked. I even felt like I had to strut, wiggle my ass and pose now and then only to entice guys. I was sick from doing these things but couldn't control myself. The sexier I acted, the wetter my pussy got. I wanted to stop but was compelled to act like a bimbo sex object.

My dress was a tight, hip hugging sundress with open arms. My tits filled the front and I seemed to fill out every curve. Greta told me to follow her to the veranda where we would be having lunch. I was told to wiggle my ass while I walked and get myself ready for deflowering. I felt ridiculous but couldn't resist. I even flirted with one of the male staff on the way to the veranda. All I could think of was his hard dick and me sucking on it eagerly.

I sat on my chair as Greta told me how to sit like a lady, to flirt, how to hold my hands like a girl, how to gesture, how to smile and so on, and so on for the next two hours. I was handed a mirror and lipstick as I refreshed my lipstick throughout the training. Just then Greta told me to sit back in my chair and listen to her closely. I did and Greta began to tell me of how I was abducted from the bar. How I was coerced into the party, how I was drugged into complying and then proceeded to tell me about the next ten months of my transition becoming Melody. I couldn't believe the story. Drugs were the real culprit in keeping me from comprehending anything that happened in the past ten months. I used to be an out of shape, beer drinking slob who fucked everything with a pussy and here I was now, a sexy, blonde bombshell with my own pussy ready to fuck the lights out of a man. The docs were amazed with their work and conditioning making me a new girl.

I was told that Mike had been involved in a car accident and the car was burned to a crisp with me inside. There was nothing left of the body. Mike Maddux was now dead. Greta told me there were few people at the wake and funeral. Everyone thought I was a real loser and only my close drinking buddies showed up. They were drunk as usual and poured beer over my casket.

I listened as Greta told me everything and more. She told me that part of the mental conditioning included my taking direct orders only from Greta. She now controlled my entire being. I really didn't believe her though. How could I be controlled by another person? I could just ignore her, change everything back and become Mike again. I just needed to break out and get away. I'd be me again and forget all this stuff. "You probably don't believe me do you Melody?" I responded in a tiny, high pitched voice saying, "What have you done to me. Look at me. I'm a girl now." I couldn't believe how I sounded. "Yes dear, we fixed that too. You now sound like a sweet young girl not a macho jerk. The doctors really did wonders with you." I could only sit there and wonder why she was doing all this to me. I wasn't the only guy who fucked her that night.

"Now let's test the conditioning. Stand up for me." I stood up without any reservation. "Slip the dress of so I can see your body." I dropped the straps on my dress and let it fall to the ground. "Now start playing with your pussy and fuck yourself." My hand went involuntarily down to my new pussy and I rubbed it, moved my panties aside and fingered my self right in front of Greta. I was wet and close to having an orgasm. "No orgasms for you yet little lady. Now suck on your wet fingers like they are a cock." I removed my hand and put my wet fingers in my mouth. I was making love to my fingers sucking them like a man's cock. "Very nice little lady! Now come over here and get on your knees. I want you to make love to my pussy with your mouth and tongue." I dropped in front of her and pulled off her panties revealing a very wet pussy. My head was reeling as I licked her, sucked on her lips and clit, fucked her with my long tongue and buried myself in her love nest. Greta had orgasm after orgasm. After the last one she pulled my head away and then told me to get up and go wash up. I was to meet her back here after I redid my makeup and put on some new clothes. She wanted me to have the schoolgirl look. I followed her instructions blindly and came back in twenty minutes looking like a teenager with my hair put into two pigtails with ribbons and dressed in a schoolgirl outfit.

The days went on and I was catered head and toe by my staff (Yes, Jake too). I loved getting dressed as sexy as I could and loved how my titties pushed up and out and how I would see the guys here look at them. My loins would actually get wet. The conditioning thwarted any knowledge of having a cock or balls but only a pussy. I was conditioned to accept my pussy as my sex toy playing with dildos and vibrators morning noon and night. Many days were spent in costumes like a harem girl, a nurse, a playboy bunny, a waitress, and of course a school girl. Greta really liked the school girl time and loved me being her little bitch and make love to her pussy with my face. I could tell Jake, sorry Angela, also felt sorry for my predicament. We became closer throughout the next few months. In fact I could tell she liked helping me dress and she would massage my titties when she bathed me. One day while she was helping me dress our lips touched and we stood looking at each other wondering what to do next. She proceeded to help me get ready and never said another word. I got real wet from her touch though and wanted more. I knew she felt the same.

One night I was told to put on a formal gown that was brought into my room. It was gorgeous. It was strapless number with gold highlights showing off my now full 40D boobs. The gown fit great and I had my hair done up to look elegant. I was told to sit and wait in my room, the party would be starting soon. I sat and heard sounds but just embraced how sexy I felt posing in front of the mirror.

Greta came into the room and took my hand. She smiled and kissed me on my cheek making sure not to mess up my makeup. She led me out of the room and down to the large reception hall. I was led to a chair in the middle of the room as the guests closed in around me. I felt like everyone loved me and I was the center of attention. As the crowd drew closer, I looked up and saw a man. I knew him. He was one of my foreman in the mill. I knew who he was but I don't think he even recognized me. He just knew me as a beautiful girl who was going to blow him. I'm sure he'd brag to all his buddies back at the mill. The mill! What about the mill? I was getting very nervous as Greta came up and stroked my hand. She leaned forward and whispered into my ear, "Melody, you are a beautiful woman now, accept your role as a cocksucking, bimbo slut and please this man." I looked at Greta, smiled and nodded and took the now throbbing member into my mouth as I gave him the best blowjob he had ever gotten. Everything was a blur. I felt him cum in my throat, swallowed all of it and even kissed the end of his dick as he pulled away. I was led out and taken to my room where I was undressed and fell asleep.

I woke with Angela helping me sit up. She served me some coffee, juice and pills as usual but seemed a bit upset. I asked her to sit next to me as she began to cry. "Greta is sending me away to be a maid for one of her friends. I'm leaving and I'll miss you so much. I hugged her as she looked into my eyes. Her face was soft and feminine but I could still see Jake. I touched her face and caressed her as she nuzzled next to me. Our lips touched as I wrapped my arms around her. Our kiss deepened as I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I returned her kiss as our tongues danced together. Her taste was sweet and her touch very soft and sensuous. She moved down to my tits and sucked them making my nipples get hard. I was in heaven and felt tingling down my spine. My back arched in response to her massaging and suckling. She then moved down to my pussy and sent me into heaven making love to me with her mouth and tongue. It was incredible. My clit was super sensitive and my body responded with wave after wave of pleasure.

I must have had four orgasms as she crawled back up and kissed me again. I looked into her eyes and knew this would be the last of our friendship. I needed to please her too. I lowered my self down to her pussy and pulled off her panties. To my astonishment, she didn't have a pussy but still had her cock. Her balls were removed but she had a beautiful 7' cock waiting for me to please her. I laid her back and made love to her cock. I felt like a woman pleasing her man and licked and sucked like a girl in heat. I fingered her ass as she writhed in pleasure.

Angela stopped me and asked me if she could make love to me. I looked into her eyes and knew I was going to be fucked for the first time. I batted my eyelashes and smiled at her. She carefully took off her uniform and laid in bed with me face to face. I could feel her throbbing member close to my pussy. She laid me back and mounted me with our tits squeezing together. I could feel her enter me and slowly insert her throbbing cock into my new pussy. It felt so good, so filling and oh so sexy. She was very gentle and slow as we kissed passionately. The passion and heat increased as we fucked our brains out. I was moaning with pleasure and she was grunting as she thrust her cock in and out of my wet pussy. Her body stiffened as she tried to cum. I could tell she had an orgasm and felt all warm inside. She pulled out of me as I lowered my head to her cock. I licked her clean and moved back up into her arms. We kissed passionately for some time and then she said she had to get things picked up and get back to work. I kissed her again as she got up, straightened herself, put her uniform back on, fixed her face in the mirror and scurried out of the room. I laid back with a feeling of loss and yet a feeling of accomplishment. I was now a woman.

 

Epilog

Each day is like every other. I bask in the sun at the pool in my bikini, get dressed in sexy outfits for lunch with the girls and sometimes service some guys who need "attention". I love all the sexy lingerie and clothes I can dress in for the night's events here at the retreat. I really can't remember who I was or what I did, that was so long ago. Angela was kept on as my personal maid after my begging Greta that I needed her badly. We've become such good friends and lovers. Greta knew about our little sex encounters and sent Angela away for a month. She came back a real woman too with her own pussy. I was in love with her and she with me. Greta allowed us to sleep together knowing we could only make love like two lesbians now. Too bad we have to use a double-sided-dildo to please ourselves now.

I learned that the other "girls" on the staff were once men and some of the guests were also transvestites, crossdressers, shemales, transsexuals and whatever else. Greta was a kinky girl and allowed Angela and me to experience the kinkier side of life.

I was told to write a daily diary which tells of my sexual adventures in detail. So far I have filled three diaries with all of my (and our) experiences living at the retreat and working on the forth diary. I have so much to tell.

I'd love to tell more but that's another story…………..

  

  

  

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