The Watchers

by Jenny Jenkins

 

We watch, we observe. We do not interfere or interact, we simply watch. The Mistress of the house has entered the dressing room. Behind her is a young man, probably twenty years of age. He is 5ft 6inches tall, slim build and obviously nervous. The Mistress points to the empty clothes closet and speaks,

'Strip fully and put your clothes away neatly in that closet.'

The young man complies and carefully hangs his trousers and shirt up before putting his underwear onto the top shelf and his shoes on the bottom shelf. He turns, holding his hands in front of his small but aroused penis, as if to hide it.

'Kneel before me. Repeat these words. Mistress I am yours. Mistress you own me. Mistress I have no identity other than what you allow me to have. Mistress I am yours.'

The young man obeys her, his will broken by the cocktail of drugs and hypnosis she has already subjected him to.

'Stand in the shower and spread this substance over every inch of your body, head included. Do not get any in your eyes, ears or mouth.'

He obeys and the depilatory works as it should.

The Mistress says,

'Rinse off then stand before me.' The Mistress walks around him and ensures he is hairless, applying more lotion when necessary.

'Use this shower gel and wash thoroughly. Clean the shower afterwards. He obeys and the Mistress allows herself a small smile of satisfaction as he begins his transformation.

'Lay on this examination table and remain still unless told otherwise.'

Within minutes he has a catheter inserted into his penis. His penis is taped between his legs and the catheter kept in place by more tape. A large grommet is inserted into his anus, keeping it open and allowing a short flexible tube to be inserted and fastened in place. A feeding tube is inserted into his left nostril and fed down into his oesophagus. Another is fed into his right nostril for breathing. His tongue is pierced and a length of nylon attached to the bar and allowed to dangle out of his mouth. A ball is forced into his mouth and his saliva interacts with it making it swell. This fills his mouth and depresses the tongue. The lose end of the nylon is taped to his chin.

'Close your lips and pout them as if for a kiss.' The Mistress commands him. When he obeys, the Mistress super glues his lips together, keeping them in a permanent pout. His nipples are pierced and the rings are attached by strong nylon through a latex breast form to a bar. This pulls the nipples, stretching them outwards whilst the breast form is glued in place. The nylon is glued to the false nipples and the excess removed.

'Walk over and stand in the foot moulds in the cubicle. Raise your arms and keep your head held high, facing forwards.'

Next a hard contact lens is placed in each eye and a small plastic bowl placed over each eyelid. The Mistress turns the cubicle jet sprays on and uses the hand held spray jet to cover any area missed. Three minutes later and the young man is covered from head to toe in the specially formulated second skin. The Mistress turns off the sprays and turns the warm air jets on instead. These are directed from the neck down. Soon the body is sealed in a hard rubbery skin.

The Mistress completes the drying process and apart from the arms and head the young man is now a living breathing doll. The Mistress attaches the harness and uses the overhead hoist to position this 'doll' in the allotted place. Before lowering 'it' she lovingly places a suspender belt around the waist and puts on a pair of pretty lace panties before rolling a pair of expensive 7denier seemed silk stockings up the legs. The Mistress places a pair of 6inch high heeled glossy scarlet ankle strap shoes onto the 'dolls' feet. A very flared bright scarlet skirt with multiple layers of white frilled petticoats is used to finish the look of the lower body. His doll-like face is carefully made-up with indelible colours. His lips painted a glossy pink, the eyes are freed from the covers and the lids painted bright sparkling blue. A pair of high arching eyebrows is drawn onto the face. The eyelashes are lengthened and thickened to extreme lengths. The doll is dressed very carefully in a very pretty lacy black bra and then a sheer black blouse which is carefully tucked into the top of the skirt. Finally a long blonde wig is glued onto the 'dolls' head and brushed lovingly into the required style. His head and arms are placed in the special 'dolls' pose and allowed to set in place. The only part of the doll that can still be moved are the eyes, even the lids have set in the open position.

The Mistress sits in her favourite chair and examines her new 'doll'. After several minutes the Mistress speaks,

'I will call you Lucy. She was the fifth of my pretty dolls that was broken. My horrible brother mistakenly thought he had gotten away with it.'

The Mistress turns and looks straight at me.

'Didn't you Jessica doll?'

My silent scream continues, as I'm sure the other dolls are screaming. I wonder how long it will be before the drug wears off and the new doll, Lucy begins to scream?'

  

  

  

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