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I met my Mistress three months ago, when I answered an ad in a local singles magazine. For each weekend of the last two months, I have been her slave, wearing what she instructed me to, and doing exactly as she has ordered at all times. I have also served as maid when Mistress has had her girlfriends over for a poker game. Wearing just an apron and high heels, I had to cater to them the whole evening, and service them one at a time under the table.

Of course, my Mistress saw to it that I was kept sexually sated as well; I had to amuse her by jerking off at least three times every day she made me lick up the come, though I hated the tasteand she had even bent me over and fucked me with a slim strap on dildo that she had bought. Since I had never been more satisfied in my life, I thought nothing unusual Femdom blackmail stories her idea of using my accumulated vacation for an extended slavery period of one month, up at a condo she owned in Seattle.

Without any fuss, I made the arrangements for the time off, and used my own frequent-flyer miles to buy the plane tickets.

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We arrived at her condo at am, and she led me inside. Mistress then bent down to put on leg shackles as well, something that she had only done once before. The leg shackles left me only about twelve inches of chain, so that I could only shuffle. Mistress then took out something that she had never used on me before, a cock-n-balls harness and leash. Nothing happened. I tried again—no. I looked up at her in surprise. Mistress led me to the bathroom, and into the shower stall, and had me raise my hands above my head, so that she could hook the Femdom blackmail stories over my head to a chain that dangled from the ceiling.

Mistress then put a gag in front of my mouth, a bigger ball gag than she had ever used on me before, and thrust it inside. It hurt my jaws, but she just strapped it around my head.

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This month, you will not just play my slave, you will be my slave. She sprayed it all over my body, including my pubic region. When Mistress came back ten minutes later, my arms were almost totally numb, and my skin felt like it was on fire from the depilatory. Smiling sweetly, Mistress turned on the shower, ice cold, then hot, then cold.

My body hair went down the drain with the foam, and I stood there, bare-skinned, and shivering before her.

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Her laughter had a tone to it that I had Femdom blackmail stories heard there before. Mistress took a pair of tweezers then and approached my eyebrows. Stepping on the ankle chain holding me to the stool, Mistress was sharply pulling up on the cock leash.

The pain shot through me, and my eyes flew open wide. When Mistress finally let me look in the mirror, I saw that she had tweezed my eyebrows into a feminine shape, a high arch above each eye. I was beginning to see why she said I would not need my clothes this month, and why she had been so pleased that I was a rather small man when we met.

While I had been looking in the mirror, she had been busy, and I felt a sting as she pierced first my left ear, then the right, and I saw the large hoop earrings dangling from my earlobes. I knew by then that I was in trouble. My clothes and money and identification were locked away, and I had told everyone that I knew that I would be out of touch for the month. Mistress could do anything to me, and no one would know me here, or believe me if I told them.

So, I sat meekly, while Mistress began to work on my hair with a curling iron. Finally, Mistress made me up. All of the makeup was long-wearing, and transfer resistant. From foundation, to blush, to eye-liner, to eye-shadow, Mistress gave me the full treatment. The lipstick was particularly long-wearing, Mistress told me, more of a dye than a wax, which would wear off, perhaps, in a week or so. It was an incredibly vivid red.

The image was of a cute little French maid, whose lips were an invitation to mayhem.

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That maid was myself. We had been in Seattle for all of six hours. Mistress drove me to the side door of a very fancy looking building, and, once we were inside, the leash came back out and she led me into a small room, where she had me lay over a thing which looked like a high padded piano bench. My hands were chained at the front, my feet were fastened to the back, and only then did she remove the cock harness, fastening a band around my balls that connected to a lever on the side of the bench. When I looked up, she smiled, and taking the handle, gave it a half turn.

The pain as the band pulled my balls back shot through my legs, and I nearly passed out. I understood the message. Mistress pulled my head back by the hair. When the door opened, I was puzzled. They moved my bench to one side of the room. That was when Mistress Femdom blackmail stories the bomb on me.

They insist on untouched slaves who actually are revolted at the thought of homosexuality. I sent in your reation to your company in your name! In a minute the doors swung open and I watched a man walk over to a urinal and start to empty his bladder.

He turned around, and, with the last drop of urine still on the tip of his cock, came over and moved in front of my face, his hand on that lever on the side of the table. The pain on my nuts was simply intolerable, and so I moved my head forward and, closing my eyes, took his cock into my mouth. The residue of his piss was sour on my tongue, as his cock grew and grew.

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I heard the hum of a video camera and looked over to see my mistress filming the whole thing. Her laughter was harsh in my ears. God, you men are such suckers. I already have guys writing in response to that same ad you answered, only three months ago! Your replacement here is probably already among them! Oh, and this is really hilarious, slave. One of them was your brother! Fantastic story. This sissy had a tingling in her tucked clitty throughout the story. She hopes to be in a situation like this one, one day. Home Stories of Feminization Humiliation Blackmailed!

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