Simply Attempting to Please
— by jessicablank
Brad rigorously brushed the mascara up… up… up his eyelashes, struggling to not squint at his personal reflection within the mirror. The attention shadow was an ideal shade of plumb, the brows exactingly tweezed and arched. And the eyes that stared again into his have been so female and exquisite, he may scarcely consider they have been HIS. Brad fluttered his eyelids, watching the lengthy, darkish lashes within the mirror appear to wave, like tiny birds’ wings. He was really getting aroused, staring into this girl’s eyes… regardless that they have been his personal!
He’d solely been courting Andrea for a month now. However in the course of the previous week, he appeared to must be along with her each night time. As a substitute of their typical dates, going out to dinner within the lake shore village, or seeing a film after which sitting in a espresso bar, speaking late into the night, he’d merely been going over to her residence.
Brad opened the cap of the lipstick, and opened his mouth into a mild “O” earlier than stroking the deep vermillion over his lips. From the highest middle, all the time from the middle, left then proper. Then throughout the underside lip. He pressed a tissue in opposition to his lips, leaving a reasonably purple kiss. Then gave a kiss and a wink into the mirror, and smiled.
“Honey, are you prepared?” Andrea’s voice known as from the kitchen, the place she was making dinner.
“Virtually,” Brad replied. “Only a minute!”
Was it THIS week that Andrea had began dressing Brad in her garments, and her make-up? First it had simply been a pair of her denims, which match surprisingly nicely. Then it was a girl-style t-shirt. After which lacy panties. It was onerous to recollect. All the things felt so good! Brad took a second to take a brush and contact up the few strands of shoulder-length blonde hair that had gone astray. Then he stepped again and slid his arms down on either side, from his ribcage to his hips, smoothing the tight, little white gown and admiring himself within the mirror. Are polka dots again in trend, he puzzled. The tiny coloured dots have been inexperienced, purple and blue, every no larger than a pin head. Too tiny for polka dots, however Brad did not know what to name them. And fascinated with them made his eyelids really feel SO heavy. He needed to simply shut his eyes and drift, fascinated with the tiny coloured dots, like 1000’s of tiny stars within the sky. Enjoyable and soothing.
“Come to dinner, Brad!”
Brad’s eyes popped open. The lavatory counter high appeared so distant. Possibly it was the excessive heels. All the things appeared distant, now that he was 4 inches taller.
“Coming, Andrea!” Brad replied, as he began strolling out into the hallway.
“Ohhh, not YET, I believe!” mentioned Andrea.
Brad instantly felt sizzling. Flushed. Embarassed. He was a bit afraid to stroll into the kitchen. However the odor of Andrea’s Italian cooking was so scrumptious! The click sound of his heels on the tiled flooring stunned him.
“Awwwww, do not you look DARLING?” Andrea cried. She held out her arms, and Brad walked towards her. Click on, click on, click on. He thought she was going to provide him an enormous hug — however as an alternative, she took his arms in hers and stared into his eyes. “Aren’t you the PRETTIEST lady!” She leaned ahead and kissed the air. And Brad leaned ahead, doing the identical. He needed her to carry him, and merge his mouth with hers. However their lips by no means touched. “We do not need to spoil our make-up, now, can we?” she mentioned.
Brad straightened up and smiled. “In fact not!” It was onerous to do ANYTHING however what happy Andrea. He simply needed to please, that was all. Simply needed to please.
Brad was feeling so relaxed once more. Was it the wine? Oh, however they hadn’t HAD any wine. They hadn’t even sat all the way down to dinner but. Brad felt like he was floating in a fog, as Andrea pulled him by one hand throughout the kitchen. “You go forward and take the salad bowl in to the desk, whereas I get the principle course. Hurry up, now.”
“Sure, Andrea.” The massive glass bowl felt cool to Brad’s arms. And heavy. Carrying the excessive heels, he discovered he wanted to cradle the bowl between his arms and lean again to hold it. He felt much more awkward and embarrassed once more, compelled to take tiny steps as he walked into the eating room. He set the bowl down, rigorously, simply as Andrea set down the platter with the hen marsala.
Then she stepped again, and pulled a chair away from the desk. “Sit down,” she mentioned. Brad started to tug the opposite chair out. “No,” Andrea stopped him. “I imply sit HERE. Like a woman.”
Brad’s feeling of being in a fog grew stronger. His coronary heart was pounding, and his face felt so sizzling, he was certain all of the make-up was going to soften!
“B-but, Andrea,” he started…
“WHAT have been you going to say…?” Andrea prompted him. She was smiling so sweetly, clearly happy with his transformation.
“Something to please you, Andrea,” Brad replied. The phrases got here so mechanically from his lips.
Andrea’s cheeks dimpled in a good larger smile, and he or she shrugged her shoulders. Lifting one hand, she crooked a finger telling him to come back on, after which pointed to the chair.
Brad’s excessive heels whispered on the carpet as he walked to the chair, stared into Andrea’s inexperienced eyes after which turned towards the desk. Easily, he sat down, knees pressed collectively within the tight little skirt. His arms simply naturally fell collectively, right into a folded place on high of his thighs. He may really feel the panty hose rubbing, as one knee slide in opposition to the opposite, and was making an attempt to not let it arouse him much more.
“Good lady,” Andrea mentioned, gently patting Brad’s shoulders. “Scoot ahead.” Brad leaned ahead a bit bit, lifting his weight off the chair as Andrea pushed it towards the desk.
His cock was throbbing. Scorching, prefer it was on fireplace.
Andrea poured him a glass of straw-colored wine, after which went to sit down on the different facet of the desk. She poured some for herself, then set down the bottle and lifted the glass in a bit salute, staring into Brad’s eyes. “Tonight!”
“Tonight?” Brad lifted his glass. He wasn’t certain what Andrea meant. His total physique appeared to throb together with his cock. Heartbeat. After heartbeat.
“Sure, tonight.” Andrea grinned wickedly, and her inexperienced eyes flashed. They every took a sip of the wine. Brad discovered himself pondering of the Mona Lisa’s smile, and her hidden, internal secrets and techniques. “Aren’t you going to serve your self some hen?”
Hen? Brad’s face flushed sizzling once more. As a result of he could not suppose for a second, what Andrea meant. Then instantly his eyes fell on the serving dish in entrance of him. Oh sure. Dinner. Once more, feeling like his actions have been being managed by another person, he slid the serving fork below a chunk of hen, balancing it together with his personal dinner fork, and set it on his plate. Completely ladylike.
“Take a bit further sauce, Darling,” Andrea mentioned. “I made it particular for you!”
“Thanks,” Brad replied. He reached over to the serving spoon, dipping it into the sauce and mushrooms. Tonight. What was occurring tonight? Had he forgotten?
He and Andrea exchanged the serving plate for the salad bowl, and he added a small portion of salad to his plate.
“Dainty,” Andrea mentioned.
Brad picked up his fork and knife, and reduce a tiny piece off the hen. Simply as he lifted his fork to his lips, he realized Andrea was sliding her foot up his nylon-covered leg. She stared into his eyes and whispered, “Such a reasonably lady.”
“Something to please you, Andrea.” The phrases appeared to utter themselves. Brad sat with the fork, simply an inch away from his mouth. His cock was pulsing. Andrea’s naked toes felt so good, wiggling between his ankles, sliding up his calves.
“Ladylike,” Andrea reminded him. “Do not separate your knees.”
Brad was respiration closely, watching Andrea’s face. He was licking his lips, chewing the decrease one. Andrea’s naked foot wiggled between his knees, stroking the nylon-covered pores and skin. Sliding out and in.
“Fairly lady,” Andrea whispered.
“Something to please you, Andrea.” Brad was in a heat fog once more. He simply needed to unfold his legs broad, and let Andrea’s foot slide up between his thighs and rub his crotch. Slide up and down. Get him nearer and nearer to the discharge he could not keep in mind having for some time. The tiny, white gown appeared to squeeze him all over the place however the ONE place he needed to be squeezed.
“Aren’t you hungry, Darling?”
Brad realized he was nonetheless holding the fork up close to his mouth.
“Take a chunk.”
Brad slipped the tiny piece of meat into his mouth. When he slipped the fork again out, there have been tiny streaks of purple lipstick on the tines.
“Dainty…” Andrea repeated. “Ladylike…”
Brad tried to chew as daintily as he may. The piece was so small.
Brad swallowed with no thought. He was squirming in his chair, feeling Andrea’s toes wiggling between his knees. Attempting to carry them collectively. Attempting to be a woman.
“Is it good?” Andrea requested.
Brad wasn’t certain if she was speaking in regards to the dinner or her toes caressing his legs. Both approach, the reply was the identical. “Sure, Andrea.”
“Take one other chunk,” she mentioned. “Daintily.”
Brad reduce one other piece of hen, and felt Andrea’s foot slide up between his legs, below the sting of the tiny, white skirt.
“After dinner, honey,” Andrea started, “after dinner… would you wish to hearken to music, and cuddle?”
Brad was chewing, and he felt a robust have to reply Andrea, instantly. However her inexperienced eyes instantly turned stern. He completed chewing the tiny morsel, and swallowed, then replied, “Sure, Andrea, VERY a lot!”
Why was his cock so sizzling? Why did he get so enthusiastic about what Andrea known as her “particular music”? The considered cuddling made him begin rocking in his chair. And he needed to SQUEEZE to maintain his knees collectively. “Ladylike.” He may hear the highly effective, female voice in his head.
But it surely wasn’t Andrea’s voice.
“Take a chunk of salad, honey,” she mentioned.
Brad felt so hungry, and so sexy, he simply needed to gobble the salad. He moved his fork rapidly, virtually as if to stab the pile on his plate.
“Daintily,” Andrea mentioned. “One… tiny… chunk!”
Brad felt frozen, his fork simply an inch away from his plate. Panting, he struggled to pressure his eyes to remain open as he replied, “Something to please you, Andrea.” He speared a spinach leaf, rolling his fork between his fingers, folding the leaf right into a bite-sized little package deal… then lifted the fork to his lips, slid the leaf into his mouth and commenced chewing.
“Good lady,” mentioned Andrea. “Is your tummy getting full?”
Immediately, Brad realized he wasn’t hungry any extra. “Sure, Andrea. All the things is SO fantastic! However I am feeling stuffed!”
“Then let’s go sit by the fireside,” she replied. “Simply you and me… and my particular music.” She stood up and walked across the desk, reaching out to assist Brad rise up.
“Please, Andrea… are you certain?” Brad’s face felt sizzling once more. He may barely get the phrases out of his mouth. “Possibly you could possibly let me get into my common garments. I do not know if I am the form of MAN that may please you!”
“If I needed a MAN to please me,” she smiled, “I would not be dressing you up as my fairly lady!”
“Something to please you, Andrea,” Brad replied. It felt so significantly better when he did not attempt to say anything. His outburst had made him really feel dizzy. All he needed to do was sit down with Andrea, maintain her gently and let her “particular music” wash over him. He adopted her throughout the room, cautious to not stumble within the excessive heels.
“Sit down, sweetie.” Andrea held Brad’s hand to assist him stability. “Knees collectively. You are a GOOD lady tonight.” Brad felt disenchanted, in some way. However he could not fairly put his finger on the why of it. Andrea leaned ahead, and gazed into Brad’s eyes. He needed to look down into her smooth, ample cleavage. However that would not be ladylike. And it was so onerous to look away from her eyes. “If you happen to STAY a great lady until I inform you,” she whispered intimately, “I will allow you to be a BAD lady tonight.”
Brad’s face felt sizzling as soon as once more… and his cock started pushing in opposition to the crotch of the tight pantyhose. “Sure, Andrea.”
“Now wait a second, whereas I begin up the mp3.” Andrea picked up the distant management and sat down on Brad’s proper, then hit just a few buttons and set it down, simply because the smooth trill of harp strings started, and candy, unhappy violin music started to fill the room. She relaxed in opposition to Brad, wrapping one arm round his shoulders, the opposite caressing his folded arms. She rested her head on his shoulder and commenced nuzzling the hole of his neck.
The music all the time made Brad really feel so relaxed and sleepy. Even with attractive Andrea wrapped round him, respiration slowly… generally giving his neck little kisses. The music did not have any singing. Simply devices. But it surely appeared to be whispering to him. Telling him to fall asleep. Telling him to go deeper asleep. Good women fall asleep. Good women need to do ANYTHING to please. Something to please Mistress. And fall asleep. Dropping deeper and deeper into the smooth, sleepy music.
Brad fell deeper and deeper asleep, listening to the quiet, restful music. As a result of he needed to do ANYTHING to please Andrea. The music appeared to need him to reply out loud. “Something to please you, Andrea,” he muttered. And Brad listened to the smooth, quiet phrases, about how good it felt to be dressed up as a lady. How arousing it feels to put on hose, and make-up, and fairly attire. And to be an ideal woman when Andrea tells him. Wasn’t that proper, honey? “Sure, Andrea,” Brad replied. The music informed him to fall asleep. Deeper and deeper. In a second, the music was going to cease, and he was to hear to simply the phrases. In a second, Andrea was going to stand up, and let him hearken to the phrases. As a result of they have been SPECIAL phrases, only for him. He needed to hearken to these particular phrases, did not he? “Sure.” That is proper, he needed to hear.
And in that second, Andrea obtained up from the sofa, stood up and stretched. She regarded down at Brad. Such a reasonably lady! And tonight was the night time. This was the brand new recording, that will make Brad hers endlessly. She walked quietly out of the lounge to her bed room and closed the door. Then she picked up her telephone and dialed a quantity.
“Hi there, Andrea,” got here the reply.
“Hi there, MzDominica! Tonight is the night time!”
“That is proper, babi. Tonight is the night time. Sinker. Fall asleep, Andrea.”
Andrea instantly discovered herself dropping deep right into a hypnotic trance. “Sure, Mistress.”
“Tonight is the night time,” MzDominica repeated. “Sleep. Deeper and deeper. Fall asleep, Andrea. Fall asleep.”
Andrea lay again on the mattress, her head sinking into the pillow, her arm with the telephone resting on the smooth satin pillowcase.
“Deep asleep, Andrea. Now inform Mistress. Did you get Brad to decorate up like I mentioned?”
“Sure Mistress,” Andrea replied. Her voice sounded hole and much away to her personal ears. Solely MzDominica’s voice appeared awake and vibrant.
“Did he strive to withstand?”
“Sure,” Andrea mentioned, “however he stored saying that phrase.”
“What phrase, Andrea?”
“Something to please you, MzDominica.”
Andrea felt even sleepier. She may hear MzDominica chuckling on the different finish of the road. “_I_ know what he mentioned. He has to SAY that now, every time he tries to cease what’s occurring. And it triggers him into a lightweight trance so he CAN’T resist. Are YOU making an attempt to withstand, Andrea?”
“It simply appears so… CONTROLLING, Mistress,” Andrea was discovering it onerous to pay attention.
“That is what we have now to DO, so that you can get what you WANT,” MzDominica replied. “You need him as a GIRL, do not you? You need him feminized!”
“Sure, Mistress,” mentioned Andrea. “He is a lot NICER this fashion. I LIKE males… however I like them to be like GIRLS!”
“CUM, Andrea!” MzDominica commanded. “Cum, proper now!”
Andrea felt the tingles of delight begin, throughout her physique. Her pores and skin felt electrified, and the waves of orgasm instantly started unfold out.
“Sure,” MzDominica continued, “you have been listening to YOUR coaching, too. Have not you, Andrea?”
“Sure, I –“
“CUM! You aren’t getting a alternative. You cum on My command. Immediately. Each time, Andrea!”
From her head, from her torso. Curling her toes. Rolling her eyes up in her head. Andrea felt so good. Her jaw dropped open, as a result of she may really feel a sizzling wave of delight washing over the again of her neck.
“You KEEP cumming. You aren’t getting to cease.”
It was an excessive amount of! Andrea needed to cease it, gradual it down, experience with it. However the waves crashed over her, like fireplace and ice combined collectively, and compelled their approach inside her physique and again out once more, inside her thoughts which may solely suppose how good it felt, making her cry out and clench her tooth and hiss and moan with pleasure, whereas her abdomen tangled up within the sheer bliss of one other wave…
“Cease cumming, Andrea. You solely get what I offer you.”
“I solely get what you give me,” Andrea replied. Immediately. Mechanically. The reminiscence of orgasm haunted her prefer it had occurred yesterday, as an alternative of solely seconds in the past. Andrea gasped for air. She needed extra. She needed to cum once more.
“Take heed to Me, Andrea.”
“Tonight is the night time,” MzDominica repeated.
Andrea felt like she’d arrived on the high of a cliff. It was time to leap off, and fly via the air like in a hold glider… or crawl again down. Time to be fully trustworthy with herself and with Mistress.
“Brad is listening to an mp3 that may make him transfer in with you,” mentioned MzDominica. “Are you prepared for that?”
“Oooooh sure, Mistress!” Even mendacity down, Andrea was virtually bouncing on the mattress.
“You are not going to name him Brad anymore, babi. He’ll solely reply to the title Honey. Honey, do you perceive?”
“Sure Mistress,” Andrea replied.
“However he nonetheless thinks he is a person, do you perceive?”
“Sure, Mistress,” Andrea mentioned.
“So I will ask you yet another time. Tonight is the night time. You have to be HONEST with Mistress.”
“Do you need to take this subsequent step? Are you certain you need him to suppose he is a lady?”
“Sure, Mistress. I am certain.”
“That is the reply I needed to listen to, Andrea. Not ‘something to please you,’ however your REAL reply.”
“Sure, you’d BETTER thank me… with a pleasant massive present, little slave lady! Now, the subsequent mp3 I will have you ever obtain goes to make the change. You’ll play that for him TOMORROW night time. NOT tonight, do you perceive?”
“Sure, Mistress. Something to please you, MzDominica.” Andrea felt so sleepy once more. She needed to please MzDominica a lot!
MzDominica was laughing once more. “Sure, I KNOW you are impatient. However he is listening to essential triggers tonight, and I need them to settle in.”
“Sure, Mistress.” Andrea was certain MzDominica may see her pouting, even via the telephone.
“That mp3 goes to complete in about 5 minutes, so that you’d higher get again in the lounge, lady.”
“Sure, Mistress. Thanks sooooo a lot!”
“Cuddle as much as him good and TIGHT, Andrea. You are going to LIKE what occurs.”
“Sure, Mistress. Thanks! Good night time!”
“Good night time, slave!”
Andrea heard her telephone point out that the connection had ended. She set it down and obtained away from bed, nonetheless quivering from the tingle of her orgasm a couple of minutes in the past. Opening the door, she quietly stepped into the lounge and heard MzDominica’s voice on the sound system, Brad’s voice moaning solutions to her. No… Honey’s voice. She must keep in mind!
Andrea eased herself down into the nook of the sofa, and wrapped each her arms round his shoulders, holding him tight and squeezing her thigh in opposition to his. He appeared sizzling. And he was pumping his hips, like he was thrusting his cock into the air. That was the proper approach for Honey to be, the music mentioned. Aroused and SO desperate to please! Able to be collectively ALL the time. Honey and Andrea, ALL the time. Tonight was the night time. Tonight was the night time. Time for good women to be BAD women, collectively. Time to unfold these legs, and really feel the tingle of delight starting. Unfold these legs. Honey and Andrea each unfold their legs broad, mendacity again on the sofa, arms round one another’s shoulders and listening to the music. Tonight was the night time. Time to really feel the recent waves of orgasm starting to ripple outward, BOTH Honey and Andrea, CUM. BOTH Honey and Andrea, CUM. Time and again, collectively endlessly, fairly women collectively. ANYTHING to please! ANYTHING. CUM. Orgasm after orgasm. Till the music stopped. Till the music stopped.
Honey and Andrea fell asleep on the sofa. Two fairly women, facet by facet. Their legs unfold broad and their sexes dripping. And their heads full of MzDominica’s hypnotic phrases. Echoing of their minds, all night time lengthy. Programming their minds all night time lengthy.
Honey was going to take pleasure in changing into a lady for Andrea. A lot!
Honey would do ANYTHING to please her!
And Andrea was going to cherish her fairly lady, endlessly!
Cherish! The right phrase for her fairly, girly husband-to-be.
Honey simply did not realize it but. However she would discover out quickly!
~ The Finish ~
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