Treat of a Lifetime

by Ellen

  

I have been in a disappointing relationship with my wife for a long time. Bonnie knows how I love to wear female clothing, and how I yearn to role-play. All I ask of her is to put some make-up on me, maybe tie me up and be dominant. She is always reluctant or changes the subject, sometimes gets me to cum so the thrill ends quickly. I chose to withdraw and I would not pursue her needs. In other words I cut off her pleasure. I thought for sure, maybe once, Bonnie would give in and I would finally get the attention I was seeking.

We received an invitation to a Halloween party from Ms. Lisa Diamond. She was a friend of Bonnie from work. "How wonderful." I thought a night with her boring co-workers. I always imagined getting a chance to dress up as a bride or French maid on Halloween. Just thinking about it made things stir in my pants. However, I knew that this dream would remain just that.

When Bonnie came home I showed her the invitation and a smile creased her face. She looked at me with a glint in her eye. "I am really not in the mood to dress in anything fancy." She said. Why don't we just go casual and be comfortable?"

I thought, "What a bore!!! How about I dress as a hooker!!!"

Instead I looked down scuffed my feet against the floor and answered, "I guess so honey."

Leave it to my wife to not want to dress up on the night to become something else. Dress as a monster or a sexy nurse anything is better than just going in street clothes. I guess it didn't really matter to me anyway because what I would have wanted to dress as would never be allowed. My night would have been spent staring at the other women dressed in their hot costumes, and envying them.

 

Bonnie was wrapping her long black coat as she came into the living room to tell me she was ready to go. I was already dressed in black jeans and a button down shirt. If anyone asked I'd tell them I was dressed as a average guy. We drove to the party, which was downtown at Ms Diamonds' loft. Her building seemed to be on a dark street. There was hardly any activity and the overall feeling was not very inviting. Bonnie pressed the buzzer to the loft and a few moments passed when a loud noise from the door latch rang out. My wife pulled the door and held it for me. I entered and proceeded up the stairs and noticed that the building was too quite for a party going on. I rounded the staircase and at the top was a door partially open.

I turned to Bonnie, "Are we early?"

She smiled, "No were right on time."

We reached the top of the stairs and I looked in the opening of the door into the loft. I saw the flickering of light, which could only mean candles. I pushed the door and walked in as Bonnie came behind me. She closed the door. I heard the sound metal sliding. I turned and Bonnie was sliding shut a door bolt.

"Why are you locking the door?"

I then heard the sound that heels make on a hard floor. Ms Diamond entered the room dressed in a black skin-tight body suit. Her breasts, curvy waist and rounded hips defined her sexy form. My wife walked up to Lisa who began to help her take off her coat. I could not believe my eyes as Ms Diamond draped the coat over her arm. Bonnie was wearing a dominatrix ensemble including, black leather corset, black satin panties, stockings held up with garter straps, and high heels. My mouth was wide open in shock. As the two women looked at me, I thought my dreams were about to come true.

Lisa placed the coat over the back of a chair and then took Bonnie by the hand. She led her over to me and gave me a once over with her eyes.

"Not bad Bonnie, he has real potential." Lisa pulled me towards her using my shirt collar. "You will listen and not speak, unless you are asked a direct question. Do you understand?"

My mind raced in excitement, my friend downstairs popped up immediately. I managed to tilt my head back and forth to nod that I agreed.

Bonnie grabbed at the top of my head pulling my hair and leading me down to the floor, "You will address her properly! Say, Yes Ms. Diamond!"

Brought to me knees from my wife pulling my hair, wincing in slight pain, I croaked out, "Yes Ms. Diamond!"

Ms Diamond placed her hand under my chin and raised my head. She looked into my eyes and with a mesmerizing glance I felt powerless. "Bonnie tells me you love to dress up in woman's clothes is this true?"

I felt a slight tug at my hair, I responded again, "Yes Ms. Diamond!"

She smiled and commanded to Bonnie, "Strip him to nothing!"

My wife let go of my hair and pulled off the shirt from my back, pushing me backwards she then unbuckled my pants. As each article of clothing came off, Lisa took each item and placed it over her arm. I was on the floor naked with a raging hard on.

"I have the bathroom already, shall we begin his feminization?" Lisa asked.

"Yes Ms Diamond." My wife answered.

I was escorted to the washroom and told to step into the tub. Lisa handed me a bottle of hair remover and I was instructed to cover my body from the neck down. I took the bottle and it smelled like a musty raspberry scent. I smoothed it on all over. Because I had a lot of body hair I could already feel parts of my skin tingling from the sensation of the chemicals on my skin. The bottle said odor free. Odor free what a joke. One part raspberry nine parts wet dog hair. Bonnie handed me a washcloth and after several minutes I turned on the shower and began wiping my body. The washcloth was caked with hair. I had to rinse it off at least five times in order to get my body hair free. My chest was smooth and felt quite different. My legs seemed much more sensitive and not only smooth but it felt sleek, silky almost. I felt really good.

"Very nice sissy!!!" Laughed Ms Diamond, "I see your enjoying your girlishly smooth skin. Now use this shampoo and conditioner and wash out your hair."

I did as I was told. Upon completion I toweled myself dry. Then Bonnie handed me a bottle of scented after shower lotion. It smelled good as I applied it. My skin took on the feminine scent, which was a complete thrill to me.

"Do you like the smell? You should! This is a sexy scent when we wear this it makes us smell like a woman should. But on you the scent is sinful, making your sweaty macho body into a sweet dainty feminine illusion." Ms Diamond escorted me into the chair at the vanity table. "Have a seat while we bring you a step closer to womanhood."

Bonnie took a seat across from me and picked up my leg and held my foot into her crotch. She began to paint each of my toenails. Ms Diamond began to comb my hair back and fasten metal clips into my scalp. I had no idea what she was doing and I didn't care. Two coats of bright red nail polish were applied to my toes. Followed by a coat of clear finishing polish to ensure the longevity of my painted nails. Then my wife started with my other foot.

Ms Diamond secured the clips to my head and began work on my eyebrows. She plucked and plucked. Each pull brought me closer and closer to a feminine arch. Tears welled up in my eyes. Having your brows plucked was certainly not a picnic. Once done Ms Diamond rubbed an ice cube over them. It helped sooth the pain.

Now Bonnie pulled the seat up to my hands and began work on my left hand. She filed and scraped my fingernails then she buffed them out to clean out the dirt and dust. She did this to both hands before she brought out the nail kit. She picked out a nail for each finger and then proceeded to glue them down. My wife explained that for the nail to be strong and last it was important to scratch out the tops of my nails so the glue has something to adhere to. My hands transformed before my eyes the long finger nails gave the illusion of sleekness. This was even before the nail polish was applied.

Lisa brought out a tray of make-up and she coated my entire face with a cream foundation. My face became smooth and what little beard growth there was disappeared beneath the foundation. Taking a round container and a large powder brush, Lisa dipped the brush into the powder and applied it all over the foundation. I could feel my face tighten up slightly as the powder bond to the cream sealing the make up into place.

"Very nice, now to get started on those eyes of yours!"

Ms Diamond applied black eye liner around my eye, a green-blue mixture of eye shadow on the eyelid, and a generous coat of waterproof black mascara to my eye lashes. Looking in the mirror in excitement as another portion of my maleness disappeared and was transformed into something feminine.

Bonnie began painting the fingernails the same red color as she did my toes. After each finger dried she applied the second coat and then the clear coat finish. My hands were soft looking and slender. They were no longer big manly hands but pretty ladies hands.

My cheeks and nose were brushed with a rose color blush to give me the color I needed and then matching lip liner and lipstick finished off my make-up. I did not see a man in the mirror anymore.

Lisa brought out an auburn wig and pulled it on my head. She worked the netting of the wig into the clips on my head. The red hair was shoulder length and was full of volume. Straight hair with a hint of curls at the bottom and long bangs, this wig was like a crown to me and once it was in place, I never wanted it to come off.

Bonnie stood behind me as my mind filled with thanks that finally my wife has given me a night to remember. Her face looked approving.

Then I was startled as a warm substance was brushed over my chest and nipples. Ms Diamond had applied two generous amounts a clear gel to my upper torso. Then taking an item in each of her hands she set a large mound over each spot and pressed hard and held them in place for a good thirty seconds. When she let go the false breasts held up against my skin. To my surprise the two had decided to go as far as present me with a pair of breasts which felt heavy but the adhesive they used held them firmly into place. I was pulled up from the chair and brought into the main room where a black leather collar was strapped around my neck. Two leather wrist cuffs fastened above my hands. A black leather waist cincher was presented to me and fastened around my waist. I was pun around by bonnie whom clasped the front as Ms Diamond pulled the stays in the back tighter and tighter. My waist shrank and I could feel my breath diminish with each pull. Lisa tied off the cincher and had me step into a pair on black nylon stockings. Each side of my waist cincher had three garter straps. Bonnie pulled each strap down and clasped the end to the tops of each stocking, until all six straps were in place.

A pair of black leather high heels was brought before me. The heels had to be five inches and they had wide ankle straps. Each shoe was slipped on and fastened into place to ensure each high heel would stay in its place. I stood in woman's shoes for the first time in my life. I never had the guts to buy a pair in my size. Each leg looked different, like the leg of a lady. My ass felt different it was hard to explain but as I stood there in the cincher, stockings and heels my body felt sensations it had never felt before.

Then Ms Lisa Diamond took a small box from a table and opened it presented a silver sheath like device. It was hollow and long and I had seen them before in forced womanhood magazine it was a penis restraint. Just like in one of the many pictures I had seen, my wife grabbed a hold of my arms and held me as Lisa slid the device onto my cock and fastened the penis restraint into place.

My hands were forced and locked together behind my back by Bonnie. Lisa went to a wall and grabbed a spreader bar and bound my ankles forcing them apart. I was helpless.

"Well look at our little sissy now!" Lisa sneered, "To think you were married to this man. I told you he would be better off being a woman!"

"Yes Lisa you were right," My wife answered.

"Now to train him for his new role in life, to please us and to obey us." Ms Diamond commanded.

"Ms may we begin the dildo training?" Bonnie asked.

Ms Diamond nodded, "Yes lets see if our little sissy will make a good cock-sucker! As a matter of fact lets train her both to take anal and to give oral pleasure."

I felt like putting up a fight but I knew I could not this was what I had always wanted. The women were about to bring out a couple of dildo's when a knock came to the door.

I froze as Ms Lisa opened the door and let in a man. "Your early honey, but since you're here I have a surprise for you."

Bonnie giggled and I stared in fear as this stranger saw me in this compromising position.

Bonnie I think we will train your sissy on the art of oral pleasures with the real thing, and if he puts up a fight he'll find himself walking home in his feminine attire.

My eyes opened wide and I felt cold and clammy. He came closer and stripped naked. I was totally unprepared for what was about to happen. My mind raced as I obeyed each barked out command from Lisa.

"Purse your lips! Lick the tip! Open wide! Lean forward! Gently suck the tip!"

The sweaty smell drove me crazy, my own penis was bursting against the restraint.

"Use your tongue! Move back and forth!"

I could no longer her them my mouth took over as I feverishly began to pleasure Lisa's friend. I could taste his pre-cum and it tasted good. His manhood pulsed in my mouth I knew it was only a matter of time. He began to buck against me, as if he was fucking my mouth. It became too much for me, my wife held my head in place. His penis was hitting the back of my throat I wanted to gag but just as I caught a deep breath through my nose the first spurt of his juices shot into the back of my throat. I began swallowing on impulse.

I was released from Bonnie. I feel backwards. Out of breath I looked up and saw the three standing around me smiling.

"Trick or Treat Honey, Happy Halloween.!"

My wife gave me the Treat of a Lifetime.

Ms Diamond smiled, "it's more than that Bonnie, you and your husband are going to be with us a while you see I have plans for you two, by the time I am done your husband will have the body of a woman for real and hung like a true she-male. You two will be my personal slaves for my dungeon."

 

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