Suddenly, I was awake. Or was I just dreaming? It was hard to tell. Then I tried to move but couldn't. I could feel that what I was wearing when I last conscious, had been removed. I was naked, except... 

The last thing I remember was being face down and Carol on top of me steadily fucking my ass, somewhere in all that pleasure and pain, I must have either past out or have withdrawn inward. But now. What was going on? I began to realize Carol had found the bottom drawer of the dresser. The bondage drawer!

I was blindfolded, and I was gagged, My wrists were shackled to the headboard, and my ankles were shackled to the footboard. As I became more aware I could feel that the cage that Carol put on my cock and balls still remained.

I had no idea what time it was, or how long I had been like this, or how long I was to remain like this. It was the latter thought that troubled me most. Surely she was not going to leave me this way? After some time I heard the front door open and close. I strained to listen to the movements and I could make out the distinct sound of a woman's heels walking about the kitchen. Was it Carol? It must be Carol. It had better be Carol! 

Finally, the bedroom door opened and someone entered. I was somewhat relieved to hear my Mistresses laughing voice. "My, but don't you look like you were ridden hard, and put away wet. The coffee you have is really quite good. I actually didn't have any yesterday," she said in a snickering tone.

I heard her set her mug on the end table, and then she began to tug on all my restraints to make sure all was still secure. In my mind's eye, I could see the look of extreme satisfaction on her face, as that devilish woman began lightly caressing my entire body with just her fingernails, sending convulsive shockwaves throughout my entire body. 

After she was done tormenting me, she arose from the bed fiddled about the room for a few minutes then left. I had little sense of time, but soon she returned to my bedside. Carol, in an oh, so erotic way, began fitting her harness on me, just above my cage bound cock, but I could tell something wasn't making her happy.

She pulled it off and I could hear her rustling about and after a few minutes she placed the harness back on me, but this time there was something different. Carol and removed the triangle piece of leather and now she could get the O-ring right where she wanted it, right next to my dick.

That wicked woman slid her hand between my thighs, and under my ass with one strap then likewise to the other, pulling them taught and buckling them firmly in place. With both hands, she reached under my waist and fastened the waist strap firmly in place, then tugging sharply from the harness ring ensuring there wasn't any slack in the straps. What Carol did convince me, even more, what a wicked sadistic woman she truly was.

Finally, a huge sigh of relief swept over my body, as Carol released my cock and balls from their cage, but that feeling of relief was to be shortlived. For no sooner had she released my cock and balls from their prison, she was once again ensnaring them. Only this time, she was using a pair of cock and ball rings!

I went from being denied a hard-on to having a constant hard-on. Again, she began her torment of lightly dragging her nails over my body and up and down my rock hard shaft. Carol affixed a dildo to the harness and straddled my chest, slowly rubbing her wet pussy lips up and down my chest, getting her even more excited with each pass.

She couldn't help but let out a long pleasurable moan as she slowly slid down onto that dildo, filling her aching snatch. As she began to take that dildo faster, the crack of her ass massaged and teased my aching pole. I began to match her rhythm until I was sharply slapped across the face and ordered to remain still.  Reluctantly, I did as I was told. It wasn't long before Carol began pumping that silicon cock into her pussy harder and faster, and by the ever-increasing noises she was beginning to make, I could tell she was about to cum.

Carol had her hands planted on my chest, bracing herself. As she came closer to cumming her reflex action was to dig those demonic nails into me. With a loud passionate, "Yeeesss..." I could feel her bucking and shaking as she violently exploded. In time, her breathing slowed, and her strokes softened as that incredible orgasm swept over her, leaving her a trembling mess.

Soon, I could sense her regaining her composure, and then she reached behind her and held my rock hard cock in place as she began teasing the tip of my cock with her ass. Slowly, she pushed against my cock, then squealed, and backed off. I could hear her compose herself and begin again. Right then, I could tell she had never had her ass fucked, much less doing so with her pussy filled with a dildo.

Carol remained determined and she began again, slowly pressing down, this time the head of my cock was forced past her sphincter, and Carol gave a loud painful moan, as her entire body shook. Her body was frozen as she desperately tried to adapt but when she could take it no longer, again she withdrew.

Carol steeled her resolved and began again. Bearing down slowly, but deliberately, I felt the head of my rod make its way in, and down Carol went. "Oh fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" Then a calmness came over her, as she settled down on both the dildo and cock. She sat there for a moment, catching her breath, then slowly rising, pausing, then sliding back down. She was whimpering the whole time, and I could tell she was overwhelmed by the sensation she was experiencing for the first time. Like a moth to the flame, Carol could not resist, and again she rose up, paused, then down again.

In time, as she became more relaxed, and her initial fear and pain subsided, she went to work on fucking herself, in a way only she had fantasized about. She became more deliberate in her motions, and her noises became those of pleasure, and not of pain. Myself, on the other hand, went from pleasure to pain, as I wanted to cum in her, but because of the rings, I couldn't. Her motions increased and I sensed that she was close. I timed my thrust to coincide with her downstroke and, up I thrust, sending both the dildo and my dick deep into her. I imagine her scream could be heard throughout the neighborhood. instantly, we both came in an intense fashion. 

Carol slid off her double dicks and collapsed on top of me, shaking, and breathing hard. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest. After a few minutes, she got off of me and began to release me from my bondage. "Go take a shower, get shaved, and I'll have some things set out for you when you're finished."

I stood up, removed the blindfold and ball gag, and said. "Yes, Mistress." I had been imprisoned for so long I could hardly move, but after a few stretches, I became more limber.  The hot water raining over me felt so good and I just stood there for several minutes, and had a good long pee, as I slowly came back to life. I soaped my entire body, paying particular attention to my face, making sure all my makeup was removed.

Then I gave my entire body a good going over with my razor. I gave myself a quick toweling off and looking in the mirror and saying to myself, 'Damn, dude, you got your brains fucked out last night didn't you? I wonder what she has in store for us today?'

When I got back to the dressing room, Carol had laid out my white silk robe, my lavender bra, and falsies, my lavender eight-strap garter belt, and of course, my lavender stockings, a pair of beige strappy sandals, with four-inch heels, and last but not least, the cock cage, but no panties. "Bitch," I muttered. I got dressed, imprisoned my cock, and went to the living room to present myself. "I'm done showering and dressing, Mistress."

"That's fine, have a cup of coffee and then I want you to get busy cleaning up all this mess you made last night. And clean up your dressing room and be sure all the toys are cleaned. And don't take forever. I have plans! While you're cleaning, I'm going home to get dressed."

"Yes, Mistress," Was all I said. That coffee washing down my throat felt so good that I just wanted to savor the moment, but I knew I'd better get busy, so I quickly straightened up the living room, picked up all the loose clothing and went to the dressing room. I took the toys to the bathroom filled the sink with hot soapy water and set them in to soak. I hung up the clothes, made the bed, put all the bondage gear back in the bottom drawer, and straightened up my makeup table. Then I thoroughly scrubbed all the toys and set them on a towel to dry.

Quickly, I gave the harness and ball gag a good going over with a hot soapy washcloth and set them out to dry as well. After a quick inspection, I found everything satisfactory. My timing was good, and I heard Carol come in the front door. I returned to the living room and informed Carol that I was done.

"Splendid, you may have another cup of coffee, and then I'll do your makeup because you suck at it!." 

"Yes, Mistress." I gulped down the coffee, and then Carol led me to the dressing room and seated me in my chair.

As Carol began doing my makeup, she said. "I have a perfectly delightful day planned for us. Well, delightful for me. You, not so much, I imagine."

Carol was a wizard with makeup, and in no time, she had me looking better than I ever have. Carol chose the short, brunette wig for me, and put it on me, and gave it a light combing. Then she found some nice dangly earrings and a matching necklace. With the addition of some bracelets, I was ready for my dress.

Carol had me stand up, and she held up different dresses until she settled on one. After removing my robe, she spun me around and helped me slip into the dress, pulled it up and zipped up the back. The dress was my red with white polka dot skater dress, which had cap sleeves snug in all the right places and flared out at just above the knee. I felt so feminine and sexy, I could hardly stand it. "Turn around for me."

I did as I was instructed, and could see she was pleased with her choice. "Now then don't you look good enough to eat? Bring me your purse." I did so. "A girl should never leave the house without her makeup."

My heart froze. Leave the house? "Get your credit cards, sweetie, you're going to need them! Oh yeah, one more thing, I noticed a collar and leash in your bondage drawer. Get them for me." 

She was at it again. My heart was pounding as I was leashed up and led out of the house. Going out "En Femme" was something I rarely did. She opened the passenger door and told me to get in. Then the bitch tied the leash behind me to my seat headrest. There was nowhere my head could go, there would be no ducking down.

"Mistress, may I ask where we are going?" 

"What's the most favorite thing girls like to do most?" she thought for a second. "Ok, the second most favorite thing they like to do?" 

I thought for a second and then it hit me, I began trembling. Stammering, I said, "Mistress I... I don't know... I don't know about..." 

"What, going shopping? Well, buck up, sweetie, you are going."

"Yes, mistress," Was all I could muster. As we drove, Carol revealed her plan. We would begin at the big mall on the other end of the city. Thank god it was a big city, so the chances of being recognized were minimal. Carol figured I had never done anything like this before, and she could hardly sit still and drive with all her excitement. Carol was going to milk this day for all she could.

"You need a new outfit, baby, and that's just what we're going to get you. One store, one piece at a time!" This woman was fiendish in her planning. "Then we'll make a stop at one or two more places on our way home." When we arrived at the mall, Carol parked away from the entrance and, got out, came around to my door, opened it, untied my leash from the seat, took hold of the leash, and gave it a quick tug. "Come on, girl." I got out and stood up. Carol looked me over, straightened my dress, and said: "Are you ready?" 

"No Mistress, I'm not."

"Perfect," she said laughing. "Ok, back straight, now easy steps, and eyes forward. That's it, just remember, you belong to me." For a moment I thought Carol was forming a soft spot in her heart for me, but that was immediately dashed as we entered the mall. It was as if time froze. I could swear everyone was looking at us. You don't see a lady leading her cross-dressing bitch with leash and collar in the mall very often. I was petrified, but Carol gave a small tug on my leash and told me to focus.

She led me down the entire length of the mall. As I said, devious. We came to the first big department store, and in we went. Carol wasn't fooling around, and we casually walked about looking at everything from shoes, lingerie, stockings, to dresses, skirts, and blouses. Carol found a sexy looking red dress that looked like the right size, and took it and me to the dressing rooms and told me to go put it on then come out and let her see. 

I looked deep into her eyes and quietly pleaded with her, but she was having none of it. She undid the leash and sent me on my way. Once in the dressing room, I had a chance to breathe and collect myself. I would NEVER do such a thing on my own, but the dress she picked out really was very sexy, and secretly I've always wanted to just what I was doing right now. I removed my dress slipped into the new one, tried to zip it up, but wasn't able to get it all the way up.

I left the dressing room and asked Carol to zip me up. She zipped me up and then instructed me to walk down the hall, bend over, as if I were picking something up off the floor, stand up, turn and return to her. I did as instructed, and when I returned to her, Carol slid one hand behind my waist, pulled me close, looking straight into my eyes, and kissed me long and deeply, as she ran her other hand up from my waist to my breasts. Stepping back, she asked. "Do you like your new dress?" 

"Yes, Mistress. I do very much!"

"Very well then. Go change, and then you go pay for it, and I'll see you back in the mall." 

With each store, a new item; a new, very expensive bra, new panties, stockings, and a pair of shoes that cost oh, so much! As more time passed, I forgot about all the stares and whispers, and was becoming more at ease, and was starting to have fun. Before leaving the mall, Carol, leash in hand, led me into the women's restroom and instructed me to change into my new outfit, which I gladly did. I couldn't help but be amazed at how I looked, as I gazed at myself in the mirror. Best day ever!

We had gotten a late start, and by the time we were leaving the mall, the sun was beginning to set but was Carol... Noooo! Carol removed the leash as we left the mall and had me walk several yards in front of her to the car. This time it wasn't necessary to leash me to the headrest, because I was "all in" now. Little did I know the depths that woman would go.

The next thing I knew, we were turning into another parking lot in front of a large nightclub. After parking the car, Carol commanded that I leave the car and go inside the nightclub by myself, sit at the bar and order a drink and that she'd be along directly. 'Fucking bitch.' 

I did as I was told. It was a different look I was getting now. Men, nine to fivers were looking me up and down as I sat myself at the bar. As instructed, I ordered a Crown and Coke, and with all that had happened so far, slammed it all and ordered another. As you might expect, it didn't take long before a young man sat beside me. Where was Carol?

Apparently, it was not immediately apparent to him that I was a guy. He offered to buy me a drink, which I accepted. I had to think quick when he asked me my name. In my best girly voice, I said, "Julie." About that time Carol came in and quietly sat on the other side of me. The young man introduced himself as Josh and he complimented me on my outfit but was more interested in the collar around my neck. He offered to buy me another drink, which, all things considered, I accepted. That's when Carol got involved.

"She belongs to me," she said, leaving Josh dumbfounded. "But we can negotiate a deal if you like. Julie here is very horny and is in need of a good fucking, so if you'll buy us a round of drinks, I'll let you fuck her." I was quaking in my heels, as it were. 'How? But? What about?' Josh was stupified but agreed completely. I am still not completely sure to this day whether or not Josh knew, at that time, that I was a guy.

Carol went and sat on the other side of Josh and began to "talk him up." First one round turned into another and then another, and before long we were all quite intoxicated. Finally, Carol said what I had been dreading. "So Josh, are you ready?" to which he heartily agreed. "Julie, stand up and take this man to our car."

As instructed, I stood up, took Josh by the hand, and led him to our car with Carol following us. Carol unlocked the car and told me to lay face down in the back seat. Again, knowing what was in store, still did as I was told. "Fuck her brains out, Josh," Carol commanded.

Josh unzipped his pants, hiked my dress up over my ass, dropped his pants and got on top me. With no lube and no hesitation, Josh pried my cheeks apart and shoved all of his meat into my ass. Carol watched with amusement, as Josh straddled me with his cock rhythmically pounding my ass. After what seemed like an eternity, Josh finally came and shot his load into my destroyed hole. I couldn't move for the weight of Josh covering me. But finally, Carol spoke up, pulled Josh up off of me closed the door, got behind the wheel, and drove off. 

Carol quite literally pulled up in my driveway, stopped, got out, opened the back door, pulled me out, and dumped me on my front lawn saying, "next time, bitch," and drove away.