From alt.sex.stories.tg Sun May 5 00:48:04 1996 Path: mordred.cc.jyu.fi!news.csc.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!gatech!hookup!lamarck.sura.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in1.uu.net!news.i-link.net!usenet From: LabRat@i-link.net (Karen Mitchell) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg Subject: Story - Hot1.txt Date: Sat, 27 Apr 1996 08:55:41 -0500 Organization: I-Link Lines: 391 Message-ID: Reply-To: LabRat@i-link.net (Karen Mitchell) NNTP-Posting-Host: austin-2-8.i-link.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy .... enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up with what I have now. Hot Teddie D Chapter 1 Rain pelted the windshield of the cab. The thick smell of tobacco lingered in the air. Either the driver was a smoker or the passenger before me was. God I hated the smell of tobacco. Thank God, I would soon be home and wouldn't have to be bothered with the foul odor. I opened my side window a bit to clear the air and was met with the blowing rain. This was going to be a beauty of a drive home. Why couldn't Karen have picked me up ? Her nursing job was only part time and she could do her housework at any hour. I was the one who had to travel, didn't she realize how tired I was when I came back from one of these trips. Typically inconsiderate Karen. "Turn here"! I told the driver. The cab jockeyed around the metal gates and up the long drive. "Sheesh, sure is a big house you got there Mister. You rent rooms or what", he laughed? I didn't bother to answer him. Thank God the rain was stopping. I left the cab, grabbed my bags and tossed two tens at the driver. "The fare was $19.50, mister". "Keep the change", I said over my shoulder and buy some disinfectant for that cab I thought. "Cheap Prick", I heard as an angry screech of tires left my driveway. I looked up to the locked door. Karen can't even meet to open the door I thought. I fumbled for my keys opened the door and quickly stepped inside. " I'm home", I shouted. "In here", came an answering call from down the hallway. I could still smell the godawful tobacco smoke, Karen would have to launder these clothes and take my suit to the cleaners. I walked into the sitting room. Karen was seated in the leather chair a lit cigarette between her fingers. She smiled at my astonished face and took a long drag of smoke. "What in God's name do you think you're doing", I screamed. "You quit smoking before we were married and that was over eight years ago". "I never quit smoking", she sneered. "I just didn't smoke in front of you". "I used a lot of mouthwash over the years, but that's all done now", "I'll smoke whenever I want and wherever I want and you won't have a fucking thing to say about it. I was astonished in all the years of marriage I had never heard Karen use a word like that. Bad language was not a part of our culture. It was reserved for the common people. "You should see your face", she laughed. If your blood pressure goes any higher you'll burst" "I won't stand for this", I screamed. "From now on you'll stand for this and for anything else I say, won't you fairy?", she sneered. My stomach dropped and I felt the color drain from my face. Did she know? Oh my God, my world is crumbling, I thought. "Fairy, I like the ring of that or would you prefer being called faggot or queer", she smirked. "I'm nothing of the sort. I've never had a homosexual experience in my life" I said. "Your whining Princess, that's a nice change from Mister Cave Man but do sit down and shut up", she said. "But I'm not a homosexual, How can you say such a thing" I pleaded. "The pictures say everything darling don't they. Isn't a picture worth a thousand words?" I knew then that Karen wasn't guessing she had discovered my secret hiding place. I felt as though I wanted to cry. "I said sit down" she ordered. "I have to admit that you were good bitch, hiding it from me all these years. But you made your mistake when you decided to start locking the suite of rooms downstairs. I probably would never have even bothered going in there if they hadn't been locked. After all I wasn't interested in a man's workshop. But when you locked them, you piqued my curiosity. I just had to call a locksmith to open that door. Oh and what treasures I found. Panties, bras, garter belts, makeup, books tons and tons of books. You do like reading those little letter magazines don't you sweetie and all those faggot books? There were also plenty of movies with She Male titles. I watched them all darling. Tell me when you watched them did you imagine yourself in their place. Did you imagine yourself taking a big hard cock up your ass or in your mouth? Did you try to swallow that Dildo that I found or did you grease it up and shove it in your skinny ass?" "It's not like that", I pleaded. "I'm not a homosexual I'm a transvestite and I get sexually aroused dressing in women's clothing. it gives me a release from the outside world". "I'm just as heterosexual as anyone else" Those books you refer to are on Cross Dressing not homosexuality. "Will your mother and father think that when they see the pictures", Karen smiled. "I found them also, you know darling just because you're small and fair skinned you don't automatically look like a woman just by putting makeup on and a bra and panties I laughed when I saw the pictures. I'll bet that you thought you were oh so sexy. I wonder if your mother and father will laugh also. I'm sure that your mother always wanted a daughter, well now she'll have one. Oh and if you're looking for the pictures dear they're far, far away in an envelope ready to be mailed if I say the word or if anything were to happen to me. But nothings going to happen to me is it sugar". "The thing that was most revealing were the letters in those disgusting little magazines that you liked to read. I couldn't understand at first what the numbers were written in oh so small print in the corner of the front page of each magazine. Then I turned to the page of each number and oh I learned so much about you. There are three types of stories that you read and the same themes repeat themselves again and again. Crossdressing, Female Domination and Wife watching. I have to admit that some of those stories were really hot and my hand did spend an inordinate amount of time under my skirt. Would you really like to watch me have sex with another man darling? Would you want to be dressed while it was happening? Or would you rather have me order you to watch?" "You don't understand", I said. "Those are fantasies". Karen leered at me, "But darling you don't understand - your fantasies are going to become realities" I felt my stomach drop again. Chapter 2 "Take off your clothes and lay them on the floor" she ordered. "Look Karen, enough is enough. I'm sorry I hid something from you but I'm not going to sit here and be made a fool of". The words had barely escaped my mouth when I felt the sting of her hand as it lashed across my cheek. "I don't think you understand, bitch. I own you body and soul from now on and if you don't fucking do what I say, I'll mail those pictures to your parents and to that fucking endowment fund that you manage for them. I'm sure the board of directors would love to see what a fucking fairy they have running the program". The sheer hate on her face left little doubt that she meant every word of what she said. I was beaten. "I said take off your clothes". I quickly obeyed. My speed apparently pleased her. "The underwear too, fairy". I complied. "Well aren't we nice? But darling I don't think you're going to be needing that hair on your chest, arms or legs anymore. Whores don't look appealing with hair on them". A new feeling entered me. I could not help myself I was becoming aroused. My wife laughed, "See bitch you're going to love being my plaything" Her foot gently massaged my growing erection. I went to touch myself. "Hold it right there, bitch. You touch nothing unless I say that you touch it. You must first earn the right to pleasure yourself. "How do I earn that right", I asked. A slap stung my face again. "From now on you address me as Mistress. You have no life other than what I allow you. From now on you're staying home and cleaning this house. All the years I was married to you, you never let me have a cleaning lady. Now you cheap whore, the job is yours. Oh are we losing our erection?" she laughed. With that she bent down and took both of my nipples in her fingers. She slowly pinched and kneeded them until my erection was back. "You see bitch, there can be both pain and pleasure. You will come to enjoy the role that I want you to lead. Now lay down" I quickly complied. My erection was straining for relief. "May I touch myself", I asked. "Not until after I'm done and only when I give you permission". Karen lowered her body until her damp vagina was inches from my face. My tongue snaked out and touched her pubic hairs. Karen reached back and squeezed my nipples. Intense pain shot through my body."Not until I say bitch" Her hands became softer as they encircled my nipples. She slowly traced circles around each nipple. "This hair must go" she said. "But first tongue me, maybe I'll let you be my lesbian girlfriend", she laughed. My tongue went to work and she was hot; hotter than I had ever seen her before. I felt the jerk of her first orgasm as my tongue worked its way in and out of her sopping vagina. her fingers continued playing with my nipples. "Eat my cunt, Bitch!, she screamed as her body convulsed again and again. "Stop it now", her voice quavering from her orgasm, Still sitting on my face she reached over and took a cigarette from the pack. She lit it and inhaled deeply. "Remain where you are" she said. Karen got up and turned her body so that she was now facing my penis. "What a scrawny little cock you have". "Thank God, I've had enough boyfriends over the years to keep me happy" The words both stung and exhilarated me. My wife had cheated on me. My thoughts were stopped when she quickly ordered me to reopen my mouth. She clamped her vagina on my open lips and said, "No matter what happens keep that mouth open" she rolled my nipples in her fingers giving me feelings of ecstasy. Suddenly a warm trickle started to fill my mouth. Karen was urinating . I started to choke. "Relax and enjoy faggot". I tried to free my lips but she held me in a vise like grip. suddenly my right nipple began to burn, She was holding her cigarette a hairs breadth from the nipple. "Suck now bitch! Suck all my piss". Tears filled my eyes but I did as she said. "Now you can start whacking that puny thing. Golden droplets continued to fill my mouth. I was only grateful that she didn't let the full torrent of her bladder loose. My hand reached for my penis and I stroked it. I sucked her urine and masturbated in front of her. My God it felt good. The urine the nipples my whole body. My climax was the strongest that I had ever felt. Karen climbed off of me. "So now we both know don't we baby". Karen reached down and gathered the semen that I spilled on my stomach. "Open your mouth, faggot" "I won't do that", I screamed. "You'll do anything that I want you to". The cigarette again neared my nipple. I opened my mouth. "Taste it baby, taste the cum" I did as she ordered. She scooped up more and put it to my lips. My tongue snaked out and took it from her. She laughed as a new erection began to grow between my legs. Chapter 3 "From now on pussy, your life will be simple. You will do what I say and when I say it. Any discussion will be met with my hand across your face. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?", she asked. "Yes Karen", I answered. A stinging slap greeted my utterance. "You do not have the right to call me by my first name. You will address me as Mistress. Can you understand that? "Yes Mistress",I said. "Keep your eyes lowered to the floor when you speak to me. You're a worthless piece of garbage aren't you?" "Yes Mistress", I answered my eyes to the floor. "I've decided that the foundation can do without your services for the next several months. Tomorrow morning you are to call Robert and inform him that you will be taking an extended vacation. He can cover for you. Do you understand me?" "Yes Mistress", I again answered. "Do you realize that I can make all of your fantasies come true if you just do as I say, pussy?" I hesitated. "Well answer me" she said. "I never fantasized about a golden shower. I never wanted to do anything like that. That wasn't my fantasy" I said. "Did I say your fantasies pussy? Of course I meant my own. but my fantasies are very close to yours and what I want you will also want by the time I get through with you". She walked over to me and began to rub my nipples. I felt myself hardening. She smiled and said,"Oh yes you will indeed like what I'm going to do with you". "I married you for your money did you know that?", she smirked. "But then I guess I built up a love hate relationship with you. Now I will control everything. Money is no longer a problem it is all mine now. So there is no longer any reason to hate you. There is only control and I will control you. I will have you doing any thing that I wish. Won't I pussy". I realized that she was right she was in complete control and I realized something else that I did enjoy it. Chapter 4 "Now what shall we call you?" When you sat in the room downstairs wearing the panties and bra did you ever think of a name for yourself?", she asked. "Yes", I answered. "What was it" "Grace", I said. "Grace", she laughed. " Why that's your mother's name. My you are a dirty little pervert aren't you?, she sneered. "Did you picture yourself as your mother? Did you imagine sucking your father's cock?" "No", I screamed "It's nothing like that". Her hand lashed across my mouth. "When will you learn, you petulant bitch?', she yelled. "I don't like the name Grace. I don't like your mother. The only reason I could spend any time with her is that she and your father live in Europe most of the year and I don't have to see her every day, Your father now that's a different story. Him I could see a lot. I always wanted to fuck him. But I didn't want to louse things up with you. You wouldn't mind if I fucked your father would you pussy?" "No, I wouldn't mind" I said. "Is that your dick hardening again", she smirked. "Well lets see now, you are small and fair and you have such big baby brown eyes. Almost like a deer. That's it Fawn would be an excellent name. From now on your name is Fawn" She again started to rub my nipples. "Do you like your new name sissy", she asked. "Yes, I do", I said. "Good, Fawn today is the first day of the rest of your life" she laughingly sang. "Now get into the bathroom and shave off all of your hair. You can leave the hair on your prick but I want it off your balls arms legs and underarms. I'll do around your prick" I walked into the bathroom and climbed into the tub. The warm water that filled the vessel felt good against my skin. My hardness again began to grow as I started to shave. This might not be a bad life I thought. It certainly has brought new sexual adventure to an otherwise dull marriage. But what if all of this is a fantasy, I wondered to myself. What if this is Karen's way of spicing up a romance. After all how could she not really love me. What ever the reason I would go along with her for now. I finished shaving under my arms. I looked at the reddish water. I had nicked my legs in several places and had one cut on my stomach. Karen entered the room. "Bleeding are we", she smiled. Well let me get you a styptic pencil. She went to the medicine cabinet and returned with the white pencil. "See what we have to do to be beautiful, Fawn." She applied the pencil to my various wounds. A sharp stinging pain ran through my body. "There, there little fairy does that hurt," she mocked. "Now let me inspect you. Ummm a good job on your legs and your underarms. Now let me look at your chest. Good there too. Oh what do we have here. Look at those little hairs on your nipples. Give me the razor." Karen gingerly shaved on my nipples I felt a stinging cut on each one as she removed the hair. "Oh did I hurt you?", Karen's look was one that I had never seen before it was both sexual and ruthless. She dipped the styptic pencil into the water and placed it on my right nipple. Intense pain shot through my body, I let out a shriek. She placed the pencil on my left nipple. I began to cry. I swear at that moment Karen orgasmed. "Well don't worry baby you wont have to be doing as much shaving soon", she said. "What do you mean?", I asked. Karen reached into her pocket and brought out a syringe and a vial of some sort of medicine. "I took this from the doctors office. I can get all I want of this and the pills. These route salesmen are so eager to see the doctor that they'll give you samples of anything and these are for my poor, poor mother. The salesman was surprised at the high dosage that I wanted but I explained that mom was a difficult case." Karen filled the needle and tapped the syringe. "Bend over, Fawn. You're on your highway to heaven" I did as she asked I felt the needle enter my skin and the stinging sensation that followed. "There baby now you've taken the first step in becoming a real woman",she said. "I'll be giving you an injection once a week and every day you're to take two of these pills". "Let me shave around that puny dick of yours. I think a little triangle will do nicely don't you, Fawn? It will be your very own pussy and that worthless little cock of yours will be your clit". Karen did not wait for my answer she proceeded to shave my hair in the shape of a triangle. "Now let's start on those eyebrows", she said as she walked from the bathroom. She tossed me a sheer black nightgown and said, "Wear this! from now on when you are in the house you will dress in only feminine clothing" I put the nightgown on and the silk felt good against my skin. I immediately had an erection. I quickly began to fondle it, watching constantly for Karen. It felt oh so good. I wanted to ejaculate but there wasn't time. "Get in here", Karen yelled. Karen was at her makeup dresser. She lit a cigarette and picked up her tweezers. I began to cough. Karen laughed and began removing hairs from my eyebrows. "Mistress", I respectfully asked. "Yes", Karen answered. "Won't it look strange with female eyebrows if I were to go outside." "With an eyebrow pencil and your glasses on no one will ever know" she said. I felt relieved after all I still had some pride.