EPISODE ELEVEN: The private room

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EPISODE ELEVEN: The private room

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Bobby led and Mimi followed. Once inside a private room Bobby good naturedly asked Alan if he liked having bi-sexual or gay relationships. Alan confessed sometimes he goes along as ordered when controlled by a Domineering Female, but his preference is to avoid bi-sexual relationships… …except… …and Bobby was all ears… …when he met Patsy, a male CDer to whom he was “Mirror bound” together with just a few days earlier. Alan indicated he’d like to pursue a more intimate relationship with Patrick (Patsy). As Alan continued he explained he was still married to Kim and the tendrils between them still bound his attraction to her.

Bobby moved gently in this area of discussion because his perception was that Kim was pursuing other relationships rather than her married status between them. Bobby added as a final comment, “I believe Kim has been seeing several male partners and together they have laughed when picturing Alan totally sissified and bound, blindfolded, ear-plugged, and using noise eliminating headphones for maximum sensory deprivation. Alan asked how he could possibly know this and Bobby said he was told, second hand, from Mistress Cindy. Alan was so confused because if he saw himself standing in her bedroom like that made his fantasy imaginations explode with erotic tension; something which he often fantasized to himself before Kim had become a bit more controlling over his life some months earlier.

Obviously Alan was recognizing his craving for humiliation in front of others as well as for his Mistresses. It was deeply embedded into his psyche. Alan was puzzled, but he knew he had no alternative but to comply, why in the world he wanted to cross dress and embarrass himself in such a socially unacceptable manner. He would have to ponder Kim’s desire to continue their marriage during the coming days to see how that might evolve in the future.

Alan looked at Bobby quizzically. Bobby read that as a cue for him to speak about their present situation. He confessed that he really liked Alan’s French Maid outfit and he can imagine a dozen persons He’d love to see wearing it. However, if Alan wasn’t intimately interested in him he would rather just go separate ways for now. Alan concurred and following Bobby back into the living room. Cheetah and Mistress Cindy were both still there and more than pleased to take Alan under their charge.

Cheetah and Cindy chatted as if Alan wasn’t even there. Cindy suggested they drive Alan to a “special” bar nearby and show him off to the patrons. Once again Alan was outside the dorm and in the back seat of Cindy’s car. Cheetah was in the passenger seat. Alan was again intoxicated and aroused at being dressed as a French Maid, and he even like the yellow panties and bra set he was wearing underneath. He was happy to not be wearing a Chastity device. Two women were driving him to some “tavern” and he didn’t have a clue what they had in mind; shortly afterwards, an illuminated marquee announced “la Femme” and Cindy parked in its lot.

Cindy put a leather collar on Alan, attached a leash and he followed obediently. He first noticed several women at the front door, obviously out for a smoke. When entering, women seemed to outnumber men by 10 to 1. A few men, probably gay, were off on their own instead of chatting with females. Alan concluded this was predominantly a lesbian establishment. As they moved deeper into the tavern Alan was Cindy’s “prize” on a leash and a number of patrons grinned when they spotted him in his Maid’s outfit.

Cindy and Cheetah sat at a table, un-leashed Alan, and ordered him to fetch two beers. He did a promenade to the bar, ordered the beverages and asked for a tab to be opened under the name Cindy. The bartender glanced and recognized both Cheetah and Cindy. Alan carried and served the two beers, making every effort to bend his knees together when placing a beer on the table for Cindy and Cheetah. Then awkwardly, he felt self-conscious as he stood like a maid should to await further instructions. Cindy noticed Alan, and instructed him to wander to each table, introducing himself as “Alan, servant Maid to Cindy and Cheetah,” and asking if anyone wished him to act as their servant also and fetch their beverages or foods from the establishment.

Red faced, Alan spoke to the first table after the appropriate curtsy, of course. They smiled and were amused but declined the offer. At subsequent tables he received a similar response. He could tell more and more eyes around the room were watching him. Eventually he approached the male group and they were delighted to complement his attire. They were pleased to have him become their servant and quickly began ordering beers for him to deliver.

Alan made a show of his appearance for them. They loved it, and after some small talk Alan politely begged to return to Cindy and Cheetah’s table. Once there, Cindy ordered him to kneel on the floor next to their table. They quizzed him as to what his impressions were and Alan relayed his observations. They laughed, and Cindy then told him that presumably the women were lesbians and they’d much rather see a female in a French Maid’s outfit instead of a male. But clearly everyone enjoyed that Alan was a male CD Maid and most likely they were probably all thrilled to watch Alan being cross dressed, humiliated and under collar and control of Cindy.

For Alan, this struck him as a revelation. Of course the women preferred female French Maids instead of CD males. All he could say was, “thank you, Mistress Cindy.”

Now, Cindy added, go back and serve the few guys who appreciate a forced cross dresser who appreciates humiliation in public.

Cindy and Cheetah watched Alan return to the table with men. A few moments later Alan was doing a pirouette for them lifting his petticoats to give a full show of his yellow panties. They were enjoying his embarrassment and humiliation and for the rest of the evening Alan had become their personal servant.

After several hours, Cindy and Cheetah decided it was time to leave. They walked over to the table where Alan was, and introduced themselves as Alan’s Mistresses. The guys were all polite and cordial. One asked if Alan can be instructed to suck everyone off before he left. Alan was alarmed and really didn’t want to do that. Cindy had already thought to offer Alan’s services but decided against it. Cindy said, “Alan has been sucking off cock all afternoon, and it was time to torment him in front of a female audience eager to see Alan further subjugate himself for their pleasure. Thankfully, Alan spoke up and said, “Yes, Mistress Cindy.”

With the leash once again on his collar, Alan followed Cindy, trying his best to entertain the men with his wiggling ass and petticoat as he departed. They actually whistled and cheered until at last they were outside the tavern.

Alan didn’t recognize the area where they were. Thankfully, Cindy drove Cheetah and Alan directly back to the college dorm.

Once inside Cheetah ordered him to remove all his clothing. Alan complied. Cheetah disappeared momentarily but returned with a chastity device. Alan studied the penis tube and recognized it was the nasty one with thorns inside. This device torments Alan whenever his cock began to be aroused. Standing naked for Cindy and Cheetah and now several of the dorm residents, Alan’s prick was swelling. Cheetah ordered Alan to quickly retrieve some ice from the kitchen and he returned with cold, wet fingers holding ice which was already beginning to melt. Regardless, Alan obeyed orders to apply the cold ice to his genitals and some moments later while sucking in air because of the cold application, Cheetah was installing the device over his shrunken penis and she locked it in place.

Beneath the dining room table were two main supporting trunks with feet. Alan was made to lie on his back between the trunks, wrapping his legs around one trunk and arms over his head around the other. His wrists were cuffed together and then his ankles. There he tried almost in futility sleeping for the night. After dawn the dorm girls were up early and eating breakfast. No one made any effort to free him. Instead, they used his body as a foot rest as they ate breakfast. This forced Alan into fantasizing again, imagining the lovely coeds abusing him with their feet. Alan made a valiant effort to keep his cock from swelling and pressing into the nasty thorns, but he wasn’t always successful. From those above him, they heard his heavy panting and sometimes painful moans as his cock pressed into the thorns inside the chastity device.

The crowd began thinning when the clock passed 7:30 AM. Then an hour later more of the girls disappeared, and Alan realized most had been heading off to early classes. Finally Cheetah came and freed him, removed his chastity device, and was instructed to shower and then apply cortisone cream is his “thorn-marked” penis. Afterwards his chastity device was reapplied but only using the smooth tube instead of the thorn-poking tube. Naked he was sent off to do his standard chore of washing laundry. He found his clothes had been soaking for a hours in water with gentle fabric cleanser but his petticoat was dry and available. All week, he tended to his “cleaning assignments wearing nothing but the petticoat. By Friday he was very much hoping Cheetah would allow him to clean-up.

Cheetah removed his chastity device late Friday afternoon and Alan was advised he would be doing a special job in the evening. Before dressing, his smooth-tube chastity device was re-installed. Then he wore a skimpy garter and fish-net stockings, his yellow panties, the yellow bra loaded with slightly oversized breast inserts, he was back into his petticoat and Maid’s dress with accessories except his servant’s cap, and lastly his feet were covered with his black low-cut sneakers. With make-up, Alan had to look as feminine as possible and there was little doubt to any casual observer that he was anything but female. Alan “passed.”

Cheetah advised him they would be departing by car at 5:00 PM. Alan watch the landscape pass until Cheetah parked in the rear of a very seedy part of town. He followed Cheetah through an unmarked door into the darkness inside. A gruff individual named Baldy (Howard) eyeballed Alan and said he was pleased how Alan looked perfectly feminine since this was mandatory for the job, but that Alan would have to remove the French Maid Dress itself. Alan complied, but he was still puzzled what he was about to experience. Cheetah ordered Alan to follow “Baldy’s” instructions to the letter. With Alan’s Maid Dress in hand, Cheetah advised she would return to “collect him” when his “shift” was over. What “shift” Alan wondered.

Alan’s sad eyes watched Cheetah disappear through the dark hall they had entered just moments before. Standing only half-dressed he waited for “Baldy’s” instructions. Follow me, and I’ll show you your job. If you do well you’ll make us lots of money. Alan shuffled behind him, once again fearful of what he had trapped himself into. Without proper clothes there was no way he could escape and walk in public view. Even worse, Alan had no idea where he was in relationship to the college dorm.

Nervously, he squeezed into a narrow hallway, lined with a number of doors on two sides. Above the doors were tiny red, green, or white LED lights. Alan’s curiosity couldn’t be any higher. What was this place?

See worried Alan in: Episode 12 --- “Perform,” or else.
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Re: EPISODE ELEVEN: The private room

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Exciting. :shock:
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