Riding Bitch

by Cissykay

  

Chapter 2

  

Before I knew what was happening, she placed a long leather strap around my waist, and buckled it behind the chair. Now I couldn't get off the chair if I wanted to. "That was the last trick I had to play on you girlie. Now you're all mine." She took a smaller strap and buckled my right arm to the back of the chair. Then one on the left. Then she pulled out another piece of plastic the same color as the chair. She slid it into a groove in the leg of the chair. Now my right leg was totally immobilized. Next she did the left. I was pinned to the chair, totally naked, and unable to move a muscle. "Did I tell you that I am also an inventor? I have developed a wild adhesive that you will test out for me tonight. Just remember that every time you do not do exactly as you're told you get a demerit. Believe me, you don't want too many of those." "Are you crazy, you bitch?" "Oooh, one demerit. Want to try for two?" "What the fuck do you think you're going to do to me?" "One more demerit for being rude, and one for not properly addressing me. That's three. Keep going." "What is this demerit shit?" "One for not addressing me properly, and another for rudeness. Five already. Yippee, you just keep going." I finally figured it was time to keep quiet since I had no idea what the punishment was.

Cheryl then, figuring that I was going to be quiet, began to study my face and body very closely. "You know, I can see you as my best project yet. You have lots of potential. But for the time being, lets see if you're ready to start taking direction. She went to the back of the motorhome and came back and stood behind me. "Open you mouth nice and wide for me, NOW." I couldn't see her so I figured that if I didn't she may strangle me or something, so I opened my mouth. Cherly then put something in my mouth and locked the strap behind my head. When I looked in the mirror in front of me, I saw that my mouth was now forced wide open, and there was a steel ring in it. "Now stick out your tounge." I did, and it stuck out through the ring. "Oooh a nice long one. You're going to put that to good use making everyone's cunt nice and hot." My eyes were beginning to tear. What were these maniacs doing to me?

There was a knock on the door, and when Cheryl opened it, all of the other sponsors came in. Melanie looked as if she was pissed at what Cheryl had done. Good, I thought to myself, now she will have to release me. "Mistress Melanie, I believe you owe me five hundred dollars?" "Yes, you'll get your money as soon as I go to the bank. See you little bitch, I bet Cheryl alot of money that you weren't stupid enough to let yourself be totally strapped into her chair. I lost." Believe me, you will pay dearly for that. "And, I get to try my new inventions on her?" "Yes, yes." Her, what does she mean by that? Cheryl then came over to me with a pan of water and a razor. She washed my chest, and the took the razor and removed all the hair from it. "You see sweetie, Melanie wanted to have you fitted with the same size tits as her, and I bet her that if I could get you restrained, I could try my new wonderboobs on you. Did I mention that when we said ride bitch into Sturgess, you were actually going to be transformed into a bitch?"

I fought with every ounce of strength I had, but I soon realized that I wasn't going to get free from my bondage. "Time to get started ladies. Do you intend to stay and watch the bitch's transformation, or would you prefer to get a huge surprise when she's finished?" The girls just looked at one another and everyone but Melanie decided to stay. "I will save my surprise for after you are through. I don't need to see this. You see Ken, as part of the wager, I had to give Cheryl permission to transform you into what she wants instead of what I wanted. And I'm quite sure you realize that all wagers must be honored. I'll leave her to her work. You should know that she has an evil sense of humor, and she doesn't much like men, so I can only imagine what she has in store for you. With that, Melanie left the motorhome, and the other girls pulled a sofa out of the wall, and sat to watch the show.

Cheryl went to the back of the motorhome again, and returned very quickly. "I'm sure you know by now that you aren't going anywhere until I say you are, and I am really hoping that you pile up more demerits before I'm through. You are already going to have to work off five demerits later on, and I would just love to add a few more. As she placed a tray next to my chair I could see that it had a small tube of clear liquid on it. I had no idea what it was for, but I was certain I would find out. Then she slid another piece of plastic down grooves on either side of my head, and slid a metal bar through a hole in each one. My head was now also immobilized, and I could only look up at the ceiling. "If you are smart, you'll do exactly as you are told for the rest of the session. I don't think you want any more demerits tonight, believe me." Next she put a cold wet patch over each eye. "This will soften the skin around the eyes and make his lashes and eyebrows much easier to work on later." It also made me totally blind. "Now, let's see if you're ready to be a good little slut for me. I want you to stick your tongue out again for all the sponsors to show them how long and sexy it is." I did as she ordered, and stuck my tongue out as far as it would go. Cheryl then grabbed it with what seemed like a pair of plyers, and pulled it out even further. "Look ladies. Have you ever seen suck a wonderful cunt licker in your life?" I could hear the girls laughing. Next I felt the sharpest sting in my tongue I have ever felt in my life. I tried to jump, but I couldn't move my head, and as hard as I tried to pull my tongue back, she had a vicelike grip on it. I felt her attach something to the bottom of my tongue. "Now ladies, just one little dab from the tube and there, done. Now, if I'm right, the gold ball through her tongue will not come off without the solvent no matter how hard she tries to get it off. And she will try." The bitch had pierced my tongue.

"The first pledge test is scheduled for 10:00 tonight, so I will have to hurry to get the bitch finished. Tell me ladies, do you think she will be so quick to put women down after her initiation?" Everyone just snickered. "I was originally going to give her two piercings in each ear, but since I know it will piss Melanie off, and since our little pledge bitch has had a big mouth tonight, I have decided on five in each ear." She took out the gun and proceeded to punch three holes in the lobes of each ear. Then she put two in the tops. "I believe I will give the slut a couple of diamond studs in the tops of her ears, and I would appreciate it if you ladies would do her the honor of choosing the rings for the bottoms." They picked out three sets of gold hoops. Cheryl inserted them in the holes, and then applied some adhesive to the back of every post. They were now permenantly attached to my ears. I couldn't believe what she was doing to me. After she was through, one of the sponsors left and came back with a large bowl of salad, and several smaller bowls. ""Time for dinner slut." How was I going to eat. My tongue hurt like hell, and my ears were on fire. She removed the "O" ring from my mouth and fed me some salad. I was afraid to bite. "Come on sissy. You'll get used to the post and gold ball through your tongue. Normally I would have deadened the areas of the needles, but since you gave me such a hard time earlier, I thought you could use a little pain to learn who is in charge for the next month or maybe longer." We finally finished eating, and Cheryl began the next phase of my torture.

She released my head from the prison, removed the patches that had now dried and stuck solidly on my eyes and I could see my ears and my tongue in the large mirror to my left. I saw the gold ball that was now screwed through my tongue, and the large hoop earrings that were chosen for me. I looked ridiculus. A tear ran down my cheek. "Now ladies, I want you to see for yourself the end result of my work so far. Slut, do you remember how I told you to address each sponsor and handler?" I nodded that I did. "Well then, I want you to thank the sponsors for choosing such lovely earrings for you. Nice and loud now. "Thank you Misthtressths." Everyone roared at the lisp that the ball in my tongue gave me. "Oh, that is just precious. I am going to require a tongue piercing for every man that I force feminize from here on." "I thought you would all like that. Now, that's a good slut. Just keep doing as I tell you, and you will actually live through the night, and get to thank me properly later for taking my valuable time to make you look like the biker slut that you are."

Again Cheryl went to the rear of the motorhome and I caught a glimpse through the mirror as she returned. I knew she was carrying something made of black leather, but I couldn't make out what it was. She stood behind me again and told me to open my mouth. By now I learned that it would only cause me more trouble if I tried to rebel, so I just closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I felt something being forced into my mouth. I felt Cheryl buckle it behind my head and make sure it was secured tightly. "There you are slut. You have been acting like a dickhead, so why not look like a dickhead." I leaned forward and saw this huge rubber penis protruding from my mouth. That is eight inches long slut, and the one you are sucking on, is half that length." I had a four inch rubber prick stuffed in my mouth and I couldn't close it. My mouth quickly filled with saliva since I couldn't even bite down on the gag due to the pain from the piercing. I began to cry more.

Just one more thing, and we'll be ready for the most important part of the experiment. Cheryl then produced a soft leather hood. I could see that it had no eye holes. She slipped the mouth hole over the penis gag and it made that even tighter. "This is for your benefit slut. If you were able to watch what is going to happen next, you would probably have a heart attack." She placed the hood over my head, and tightened the laces as tight as they would go. I felt as if my ears were being squeezed through the sides of my head. I had trouble at first trying to breath, but I finally relaxed and it became much easier. "Mistress Carol, I know you have had practice, and since we are short of time with so much to do, I wonder if you would be so kind as to handle the sluts toes and fingernails. I want the two and a half inch nails. It is impossible to use your fingers while wearing those, but the slut needs to learn what a woman goes through to cheapen herself for a man's pleasure." Carol began to work on my toes first. I could feel her doing something, although I couldn't quite make out what.

"I'm so excited about trying this. If it works, as I believe it will, then I will have orders from every female on the planet that wants to teach a man a valuable lesson. Here we go." I felt something cold being applied to my chest, and I immediately knew by the smell that she had wiped my chest with alcohol. Then as fast as lightening, I felt a huge pain in my left nipple. Then the right. Cheryl had used something to attach suction cups to my nipples. "Ladies, this will make her nipples stick out further than yours in about fifteen minutes. I was in more agony. Now every part of my body hurt although, after the initial shock of the suction cups, the pain subsided, and it became more of an ache. By now I could summize that Carol was painting my toenails as I felt the brushstrokes. It wasn't long before she was through, and began working on my fingers. "Just put a little glue on each fingernail Carol. That s very powerful stuff." As soon as she was done glueing my new fingernails on, she looked and said, "Wow, I could never function with nails that long. How long does the polish last?" "It is permenant. Very low maintainance. And they will not chip. It's like they are made of steel, although it's a new polimer that can't be cut. Again, they can only be removed with the solvent, and the slut will have to keep me happy and behave herself because I am the only one who knows that formula.

Cheryl then did something that even brought fits of terror to the sponsors. "You can't be serious Cheryl. Those are enormous. No woman could live with them." "Melanie wanted her to have a nice pair of 36C breasts. But, since I won the bet, the slut gets a pair of 52DDD tits. Normal woman's breast weigh about three pounds each. These weigh six and a half each. And just wait until you see the final product if my theory is correct. This should only take about ten minutes, and I suggest that if you have a weak stomach, you wait outside." Nobody moved. Cheryl then did something and one of the suction cups came off. She pinched the nipple and I felt a sting and tried to jump. I tried to protest, but all that came out was a very muffled aaarrggghhh. Then I felt a real sting in my chest. It was much stronger than the suction cup. Cheryl was explaining as she went along. "What I did was make some modifications to the breastforms. I cut out a section in the middle of the breast. Then I insert the steel ball with the wires attached running back to the back of the breast. there is a hollow area in the front so the steel ball dangles freely. Now I have inserted one end of the wire through her nipple so that they meet in the middle. Now I have a syringe filled with adhesive. I insert it into the nipple and the two wires will adhere to each other, thus making it impossible for the wearer to remove the wire without having to slice her real nipple in two. I think you can imagine how painful that would be. Now that I have the metal ball wired to her real tit, all I do is slide the ball into the breastform and glue the piece of the form that I cut out back in place. Now I place the breastform on her chest, apply the adhesive, and as you can see, the slut has a supertit. She very gently let the breast lay on my chest, and repeated the process on the other side.

"Finished. Now it is time of the acid test. For the purpose of this experiment, I am going to finish putting the sluts face on and her new hair. I was now laying in the beauty chair with these two huge breasts resting on my chest. The next thing is her makeup. Full treatment. This is also permenant, and can only be removed with a special solvent. I don't think we have the time to teach her how to properly apply her makeup every morning, so this will eliminate that problem. She removed the leather hood, and my face and hair were soaked with sweat. She worked on my face for about thirty minutes, and finally was satisfied with the results. "You won't appreciate the quality of my work until she has her new perm. You're going to love this. My head was now back in the harness, so I couldn't even see what had been done to me.

She took a barber's shear and within ten seconds all my hair was on the floor. I was as bald as a cueball. She applied some form of nylon netting over my scalp, and glued it in place. Mistress Melanie thought a nice short pixie look would be nice. However, you know how difficult it is for a woman to manage hair a little longer, so I want to make sure that the slut has some work to do in the morning. She put a platunum blonde straight hair wig on my head and adjusted it until she was satisfied. Then more adhesive and I was done. "Look girls, only 9:15. Record time". The girls were stunned. She's a knockout. She may be the prettiest woman in the entire camp, except we know she's a chick with a dick. She will pass easily as long as nobody gets close enough to see her Adam's Apple." "I'm glad you reminded me about that. I have that covered also. She went into a drawer and came out with a polished stainless steel collar. I was about five inches wide in the front and had some sort of tiny screw setup on the front. She struggled to get it around my neck, but finally I heard that distinctive click of a lock, and it was in place. This has a inverted lock, so it can only come off by inserting a special key. We know who handles the keys to every pledge's bondage devices. The handlers."

I am going to help this slut by putting her garter belt and silk stockings this one time. After tonight she will have to learn to do it for herself." Cheryl then wrapped a black garter belt around my waist, and rolled two silk stockings up my now hairless legs. She attached the stockings to the belt and pronounced that it was time for the test. She went to the back and came out with a shoebox. She placed it at the side of the chair. Then she inserted a metal pin in the collar and adjusted it until it was barely touching my chin. It had a sharpened point at top. She screwed the pin in place, and told me that it was a very effective posture collar. Every time you lower your head, you'll stick the pin in your chin. It shouldn't take too long before you hold your head nice and high and be proud of the slut you've become. I'm going to release the slut from the bondage chair now. If you do exactly as you are told, I will help dress you. Is that understood?" I was wising up. As soon as she releases me, I'm going to give her the beating of her life, and then get the fuck out of here. I'll worry about how to get this shit off me later. Right now, I just want to get away.

"Are you sure that you don't want to keep him restrained. He will try to run if you give him the chance." "Well, that's a chance I will have to take. Although I plan on several forms of bondage for our new pledge, it won't do well to have to keep her restrained permeninantly. She does have to pass the tests with the rest of the girls." Cheryl then released my fingers from the rings and I saw these very long and curled bright red nails on the end of each finger. After I get away from here, I'll find a way to get them off. Wait till I get these bitches if they have the nerve to show up in Sturgess. I am going to take Cheryl and actually chain her to a bed for the entire club to fuck all week. She slid the plastic cover from my right forearm and ubdid the leather strap from my muscle. Then she undid the other strap. "You can slide the other cover off yourself sissybitch, while I take a seat. I was still lying down with these two horrible looking rubber tits resting on my chest. "I'll show you who's going to be a sissybitch, you fucking cunt. I'm going to give you the beating of your fucking life." I removed the plastic cover and I was finally free.

I lept off the chair and hit the floor solidly. Instantly, I felt a searing pain in my chest. I buckled to my knees, and stuck the pin from the collar in my chin. I was screaming in pain. "Yes!, they work just as I predicted they would. Every time her tits bounce even a milimeter, the pain will be crippling. You see girls the metal ball hangs free. It pulls the wire and slices into her real nipple until she can't stand the pain and has to stop it. The only way she can do that, is to make sure her 52's don't jiggle." The girls were astounded. You mean he has no way of stopping it?" Yes, she has to make sure that they stay in place. Even the slightest motion will cause her extreme pain. I can see her crying alot if she doesn't behave. And just to ease your minds, a normal bra won't do it, if I ever had one that big. But there is one item of clothing that I have in stock that should do the trick. "Now sissy, beg me and the sponsors to forgive you for swearing at us, and do it like the lady you are." "Pleathse Mistresths, I beg you. Forgive me for sthwearing at you." I was crying from the pain uncontrollably. "Pleasthe Mistresths, sthtop the pain." "That's better. Now hold your new tits in you hands and sit up." I held them as straight as I could, and struggled in pain to get to a sitting position. "Now. I want you to show the sponsors and myself that you are ready to be a good girl. Reach over and take the shoe box, and you had better lay flat on your back or the boobs will drop and hurt very badly. I did as I was told. I took hold of the shoebox and opened it. There were a pair of bright red pattened leather five inch high heels in the box. They each had a strap that fastened around the ankle. "Inside each shoe you will find a small padlock. I want you to put each shoe on, and then lock the ankle strap on the shoes. I don't want them coming off during our games. And you better hurry. The pledge test starts in a few minutes, and if you are not ready I'll have to lock the office for the evening and leave you to fend for yourself until tomorrow." I did exactly as I was told. I locked the high heels on my feet. Now I couldn't remove them either.

"That's a good girl. Now take yourself and your tits to the back of the trailor, and you will see a very expensive leather boustierre on the table. Bring it here to me." I got to my feet and since I had never had high heels on before, I kept stumbling. The pain was fierce. I did manage to get the corset and bring it to Cheryl. "Now ladies, this is made of treated rawhide. It will fit sissy very well, and if I lace it correctly, it will keep those thunderjugs of yours from bouncing." Carol, have you ever found a woman that didn't complain about being laced into a severe corset?" "Are you nuts? Never" "Well our sissyslut not only isn't going to complain about wearing hers, she's about to beg us to put it on her. And she will learn very quickly to beg not to have it removed. How's that for fun? Someone that begs for the discomfort of a boustierre. Beg pretty sissy. Then kiss each of the girls feet and tell them that you will satisfy them orally anytime they want, and I will help you dress." Oh please Mistresses, I beg you, let me wear my corset?" I kissed each one of their boots and promised to service all of them. "That's better sissyslut. Now Carol, if you would please get the rawhide laces from the sink, I'll get sissyslut into her new rawhide prison." I was made to stand and Cheryl put the corset around my waist. She sprayed the corset with water and got it quite wet first. Then she began to lace it up. She put the laces from the bottom up and finally reached the top. She put her knee in my back and pulled as hard as she could. The tighter she pulled, the less I was able to inhale. I thought I would pass out. All at once I noticed the reason why she began at the bottom. It was so she could put all the tension on the top of the corset. As it got tighter, the pain in my tits went away. They were solidly encased in the corset, and I had a huge cleavage. Then she double knotted the laces, and tied a bow at the top. No more pain.

I finally wasn't in any severe pain, but I could hardly breathe because the corset was so tight. It was then I walked to the mirror, and almost died. I WAS gorgous. I didn't recognize myself. There is no way that anyone would believe I was the guy that rode in here behind Melanie. Cheryl than ordered me to get the metal fist balls. She locked then back on my wrists, saying that she didn't want me playing with my tits or anyone esles tonight. "You are now ready to meet your Mistress. Lets get out to the group." I was made to navigate on my own, and with my hands encased in metal balls, I couldn't grab anything to steady myself. As we walked to the area of tonights test Cheryl said not to worry, I would learn to walk like a lady before Sturgess. Or esle!! Cheryl and the ladies were making small talk on the way. One of the girls asked why she had to get the rawhide wet before putting it on, and why were the laces soaking in water. She commented that she thought it might be so it was easier to get on. "No, that isn't it at all. The corset and the laces were made of rawhide, right? I soaked it for a specific reason. What does rawhide do when it is wet?" "It stretches." "Very good. And what does it do when it dries?" "It shrinks, right?" "Yes it does. It's about 90 degrees outside tonight, and as dry as can be. If you think sissyslut is having trouble taking a breathe now, just wait till the leather dries. As the leather dries the laces will get tighter, and the double knot will be impossible to undo. It will be fun to watch as she cries to be let out of the corset, and begs not to at the same time. I think our sissy is in for one very uncomfortable evening." Everyone broke up again, Everyone except me, that is. It wasn't until we had joined the other club menbers that it finally hit me. I wasn't wearing any underwear. When we arrived I was ordered to go sit with the other pledges. As I sat down, I saw that they were all dressed exactly as I was. Wet rawhide corset, and red high heels. The girls shoes didn't have locks on them though. They also weren't wearing collars.

They were amazed at the transformation. "You look wonderful." "Yes."

All of my fellow pledges agreed that I was beautiful as a woman.

One did comment that she thought the jewelry was a little overdone.

  

  

  

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