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  Austin is exhausted by the time Nurse Debi returns to collect him. True to her word, the salon staff had not done anything to damage or harm him, though he could have happily done without some of the “treatments.” His hair was now longer and undeniably feminine. That of a girl. His older extensions had been replaced and the color lightened and renewed. Lovely blonde with highlights, waves and curls. His eyebrows had been plucked and trimmed into an unmistakably feminine arch, and lash extensions had been adhered to his eyelashes. The laser hair removal treatment was repeated on his face, followed by a rejuvenating mask and facial, leaving him with soft feminine facial skin. No makeup was applied—he was told that would come later (as part of his training). And his nails were treated to a manicure and a clear lacquer , but no colored polish or tips—again to come as part of his training. Even without makeup, he is truly darling and exudes femininity. And he smells feminine too—thanks to touches of perfume behind his ears and on the insides of his wrists. He finds the scent quite distracting—making it harder to think. Nurse Debi arrives a few minutes after 5:00—she seems amazed at the transformation— “Wow, Chloe-Anne—you clean up nice!” “And you smell delicious!” (Whispering and winking.) He frowns at this and blushes furiously, but at the same time a pulse causes his trapped member to swell in its prison. He helplessly squirts in his panties. He is losing control. Debi continues— “Why don’t we head to the room? I imagine that you would like to rest before dinner.” “Sounds good to me.” “I cannot get over the difference—how pretty you look. I mean, you were pretty before, but you’re amazing now. I can’t wait to see you in full makeup!” Austin again involuntarily spurts into his panties. Debi takes his hand, and they walk to their room. “Here we are! Hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to need to share the bed. It is big enough for two, so it should be fine. Your uniforms, underwear, nightwear and shoes are in the closets and built-ins on the left, and there are two vanities in the bathroom—one for each of us. And your meds are on the bedside table.” “Meds? I thought that wath over!” “The shots are over, at least for now, but there’s other stuff. Since you have been here you have been pumped full of large doses of various heavy-duty medicines, including pharmaceutical-grade female hormones, and I’m not sure what else. There are four or five times the hormones of a 15-year old girl coursing through your veins—you should start feeling their effects in the next day or so. To stop cold now would cause a terrible and painful withdrawal, maybe even more time in the Clinic, and you have to continue your therapy and conditionings. It will only be pills, different pills serving different purposes, and you won’t know which is which. None of us do, so you have to take them all out of self-protection. Even going one day without can cause severe adverse reactions. And be prepared—in addition to the emotional and physical effects, the meds for boys induce severe period symptoms, ‘monthlies’, for around five days a month. No blood, just bloating, bad cramps, bitchiness and the other things that go with it. The Manor thinks that only fair—it puts sissies on an equal footing with ‘real’ girls.” “That is truly dreadful!” “Yes, but it could be worse. The five days can easily be extended almost indefinitely with the right medication—for punishment or any other purpose. Trust me, you don’t want that!” “Seriously? Periods?” “Yes. But at least you won’t have to deal with all that goes with them.” “Unbelievable.” “Debi, can we talk some more? I still have questions.”” “Sure. What’s on your mind?” “Well, you mentioned something about vaginal aversion—what’s that all about?” “They call it ‘therapy,’ but it is clearly not for the benefit of the patient. It started with an attempt by The Manor to develop a cure for lesbianism. Some, particularly the husbands of wayward wives, specifically asked for that service. The idea was simple—brainwash or hypnotize the subject into believing that sex with women is viscerally repulsive. The sight of and smell of their genitalia, playing with or sucking their breasts and nipples, kissing their lipsticked lips—all of that. But they underestimated the depth of the female to female attraction, which proved much too difficult to defeat. In most cases the treatment only led to better hygiene. So the program was shelved—discontinued.” “Then someone came up with the great idea of permanently punishing a male by both feminizing him and making it impossible for him to take any pleasure from anything having to do with a woman’s sex—the very thing the male might have once obsessed over. Add to that absolute obedience on the part of the patient, and a dominant woman would be able to torture the male with her genitalia—by merely making him pleasure her, and using the visceral revulsion against him. And so the therapy was reborn. Helpless to resist, completely repulsed, and unable to enjoy—complete emasculation.” “Did it work?” “Did it ever! But The Manor didn’t stop there. They decided to that it would be even more effective if the male still retained a deep attraction to females, so it was coupled with an extreme fetish for women’s backsides and feet. The smell, the taste, needing to worship, needing to lick, pure obsession—and the Program was the ideal vehicle.” Austin listens, not fully believing what he is hearing. “But that’s not all. The Manor then determined that the physical displeasure was not enough—so the brainwashing and hypnotic programming were modified so that the patient would actually fear dominant women’s vaginas, breasts, nipples and lips—any sexual thought of them would cause panic and fear. And the prospect of having any contact with them would be terrifying!” “For obvious reasons, dominant women have been thrilled by being able to subject their once upon a time males to this therapy. These are women who already sexually get off and delight in demeaning and torturing the males—this is to them like a cherry on icing on a cake. Two cherries, in fact! Truly perverted! Can you imagine how empowering for them it must be? That in itself is frightening!” “Are they going to do that to me?” “”I don’t know. That kind of thing doesn’t show up in a patient’s chart—it would have been in the ‘confidential’ part of your application. Only your sponsor, the Program and The Manor know.” “That’s a lot to take in.” “I know.” “How will I know if they’re doing it to me?” “I guess you just look for the signs. They’ll likely disguise what they are doing—you won’t know until it’s too late. And you’ll know it has happened once the effects begin.” “But am I not going to become a slut and a ladies maid—won’t that protect me?” “It doesn’t work that way, I’m afraid. You’d still be slutty, but other than ‘involuntary’ interactions on your part, certain things would be ‘off the table.’ And as a ladies maid, you would have a lot of intimate contact with your Mistress, so by undergoing the therapy that personal contact would be far less of a distraction and you’d be much less of an annoyance to your Mistress. So it would actually enhance your service and keep you from thinking improper thoughts. It would also keep you more focused on acts of submission.” “They seem to think of everything.” “Afraid they do.” “What happens tomorrow?” “Tomorrow is your first day of Personal Service training. And you will start Femininity training as well. So you will wear your ‘personal service’ uniform.” “Like the girls at lunch?” “That’s right. I will walk you to your first class on my way to rounds.” “What are the classes?” “For the Personal Service and Femininity, you will start with makeup, how to apply both yours and your Mistress’s, then manners and deportment, hair styling and care, and giving manicures and pedicures. The last couple of days are laboratories where you demonstrate your proficiency on yourself and the other students, and then exams in which you serve and are evaluated by the staff. It will be a very intense week for you.” “Intense? They must be very strict.” “They are. But it is not intense because of that. Everything they make you learn or do will be eroticized and sexualized—you know, with what your chastity has been doing to you? By the end of the first day you will be mindlessly aroused. By the end of the week, just mindless. Courtesy of the Program. And the effects are permanent. Merely putting on foundation, blush, mascara or any other makeup still gets me all hot and bothered.” “But you aren’t mindless?” “I know. But I wasn’t medicated and programmed to be a maid. And you will go on to Maid Service after Personal Service. Again, everything you do as a maid will come to stimulate you sexually, and you will be helpless to resist, and will become a perfectly mannered and behaved maid. I’m told the some of the maids can almost orgasm just from curtsying. You will actually train by becoming part of The Manor’s maid staff for the week, rigidly supervised, of course. And after that, on to Slut Training.” “But Debi, I don’t want any of this. I just want to go back to Riley—my wife.”” “I know, Babes. I wish I could help—but there is nothing that can be done. At this point it is inevitable But I do promise to make this as easy for you as I can.” Debi sees Austin’s eyes welling up with tears. “None of that, we’ll both be punished. Now dry those eyes! And we need to head over for something to eat.” “Okay. But I’m not real hungry.” They go back to the dining area, and Austin more or less plays with his soup, rather than eating it. He has had a long day, and is ready for bed by the time they get back to the room. Debi tries to cheer him up— “Would it be okay with you if we wear matching nighties tonight? I think we have just the thing.” Debi holds up a diaphanous pink baby doll and matching panties—both heavily ruffled. “You have one too! We’ll probably mess up our panties, but the maids will take care of that in the morning.” “Maids?” “Oh. Sorry! I didn’t mean to… .” “No. It’s okay. If that’s the way it’s going to be then so be it. I would very much enjoy sleeping with you dressed like that.” “Me too. Now when we do finally turn in there are some things I am going to have to help you with—I don’t have a choice. Basically, you won’t be able to use your hands, but I don’t think that will be a problem. And you’ll need to wear earbuds. Hope that’s okay.”” “But you’ll be there with me?” “Yes, I will be there. Oh, and you’ll have to wear a sleeping bra, but we’ll put that on later. Shall we get dressed?” “Works for me,” “”I’ll go first. But first, you need to take your medicine.” She hands him several small pills and a glass of water. He resignedly swallows the pills. “Good. I’ll be right back.” Debi excuses herself and goes to the bathroom to get ready. She returns in a few minutes. She is stunning. “Wow! You look great!” “Your turn.” Just as Austin gets up to go to the bathroom they are interrupted by a knock on the door. Miss Carrie enters, without invitation. She has changed from her dental assistant scrubs, and wears a nicely-fitted dress, still institutional, and matching nylons. She is still in her work shoes. Debi is mildly piqued by her intrusion — “Miss Carrie—to what do we owe this pleasure?” “Surely Debi, you remember that the sissy has to wear her nighttime appliance.” “Oh, I had forgotten.” Austin interrupts— “Why a nighttime appliance, Miss, erm, Carrie?” Carrie smiles meanly— “It’s one of the Doctor’s more aggressive therapeutic devices. It is quite difficult to communicate when wearing the night brace. Since you have to be able to speak during the day, we wear this at night. It may be somewhat unpleasant to wear, but with your nighttime meds you should be able to rest well enough.” “Now Chloe, I want you to sit so that I can take out your daytime appliance. The lab will adjust it overnight and we will refit it in the morning.” Austin sits and Miss Carrie takes the daytime appliance out. Austin immediately feels relief. Miss Carrie addresses Austin— “Chloe, now why don’t you be a very good girl and go brush your teeth and get ready for bed?” “Yes ma’am.” Austin takes his nightgown and panties and heads to the bathroom to get dressed. He dresses, brushes his teeth and gets ready for bed. He returns to the bedroom only to find Nurse Debi on her knees with her head between Miss Carrie’s legs; Miss Carrie's dress having been pulled up to allow access and revealing her suspender clips and the top bands of her stockings. He gets there just in time to see and hear Miss Carrie orgasm convulsively. Austin stares, gawping He squirts in his panties as she comes. After she comes down from the orgasm—she looks sharply at Austin— “You have a problem with this sissy?” “No ma'am” Is all Austin can think to say. “Good. Because it is going to be a nightly occurrence. Maybe morning too. Who knows, sissy, in a couple of weeks you may even get a turn!” Austin shudders at the prospect. “Sit, Chloe. As soon as this slut tidies up the mess she has made I will deal with you.” Debi stands and retrieves a cloth from the bathroom and gently wipes Miss Carrie’s front. Miss Carrie stands, smooths her dress, and retrieves Austin’s appliance from a box. “Now open!” As Austin opens his mouth she slides a complicated device—all plastic and wires, into his mouth. “Now bite down!” As he does the device clicks into place—amplifying the tightness and discomfort in his mouth. It forces his tongue up against a fence-like set of wires, and almost completely immobilizes it. “Now to lock the mechanism.” She inserts the tip of a special tool into his mouth. Audible clicks are heard as she turns receiving catches in his mouth. “There. All done. That’s not coming off!” Austin panics and tries to grab at the thing. It doesn’t move—he feels the springs within tightening. He tries to speak, but without being to move his tongue it comes across as more of a plaintive whimper. Miss Carrie, obviously pleased with her efforts, smiles at Debi, looking her directly in the eyes— “I’ve been wet all day remembering all the ‘fun’ we had when the good doctor was treating you. And it begins again! I am so going to enjoy this.” She looks at Austin, then back to Debi— “Slut—I think you’ve thanked me appropriately for the time being. But what about your little bitch here? (She looks at Austin and points to her feet.) Now, sissy!” Austin looks pleadingly at Debi—not knowing what is being asked of him. Debi answers— “She wants you to kneel, and kiss, rather worship, her shoes and feet.” Austin remembers his dreadful dream, and the oath he uttered and swore about not kneeling for anything— He shakes his head back and forth in refusal. At that his collar and the chastity administer a punishing Level 3 pulse. He attempts, unsuccessfully, to scream through the thing in his mouth, and collapses in pain. Miss Carrie smiles an amused and knowing smile. “I guess, Debi, someone hasn’t learned how things work around here. At least not yet.” Turning back to Austin— “Get on your knees, Chloe, now!” Forgotten is the sworn oath Austin made never to kneel and submit. He obediently gets to his knees. She moves her foot to within inches of his face. “Now kiss!” She offers Austin her foot . Austin catches the scent. There it is again—the smell of rubber and the accompanying arousal. But there is something else. Commingled with the smell of her shoe is another scent—that of the nylon-covered foot within. Austin’s dick quickly swells. As his lips touch the top of her shoe it involuntarily throbs and starts pumping goo into his panties. And his arousal increases with each touch of his lips and every inhaled breath. This is not lost on Miss Carrie— “That’s enough, sissy. Stop!” Austin drops back on his knees. “Debi dear, what do we have here? I do believe the little one would have cum if I had let her do more of that. This is going to be quite a nice couple of weeks indeed!” “I will be back in the morning to release her appliance.” With that, she leaves. Debi kneels down next to Austin— “Babes, are you okay?” Austin nods. Speaking with difficulty, he asks— “You?” “Yes. I’m fine. Carrie and I go way back, and it’s always like this. And even without having gone through the aversion therapy, I cannot begin to tell you how distasteful that was. But she’s gone now! Let’s get ready for bed.” She helps him up and turns down the bed. “Now I do have to put this belt around your waist and fasten the wrist cuffs. That’s so you won’t be tempted to touch yourself down there while it is healing, or try to take out your earbuds or appliance.. But first we need to put on your sleeping bra. Raise your arms.” As he does this she fits the bra and unhooks and arranges the straps over his shoulders. The bra is tight and not very comfortable. It is even worse than what he wore during the day. “Now the belt and cuffs.” She fits the belt around his waist and fastens the cuffs. Austin finds himself unable to move his hands. “The earbuds, and, I almost forgot, we have to start with the anal dilators tonight. Just the small one to start.” He looks at her uncomprehendingly. “To make you more ‘receptive’ back there.” Austin rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disbelief. She turns him on his side, slides on a glove, then slides a lubricated dilator into his backside. “There. I think that’s it!” “We have a few minutes to snuggle before turning off the lights. Okay with you?” Austin, with his speech still limited, nods yes. Debi climbs into bed and kisses his nose, then his mouth. He responds with his lips. She is a very nice kisser—he wishes he could do more. How did this happen? Where did he go wrong? After kissing and holding for a while, and more than a little fondling on her part, she turns out the lights and drapes one leg and one arm over Austin, snuggling her lovely hair into his shoulder and neck. He feels the softness of her breasts on his arm. . She smells incredible. Pure femininity. He longs for her. “Goodnight Chloe.” She quickly falls asleep. He feels her gentle breathing. Oddly, in spite of his discomfort, he feels blissfully content. It takes a few minutes for the medication to take effect. While he waits for sleep, he feels more helpless than he has ever felt in his life. At last, he nods off into the same twilight-like sleep he’d been having since he arrived at The Manor. Sometime during the night, during a lucid spell, he hears the voices— “A cruel irony for you, sissy is that your attraction to women, and your fixation with what lies between their legs started you down the sissy path. And if you are honest with yourself, you have only vaginas to thank for your current predicament. Someone with a vagina has been with you every step of the way.” “It started out as typical male, if you could call yourself male, attraction to females. It grew to a fascination with panties, bras and other things feminine. You pursued these things, and eventually someone, driven by the yearnings of her vagina, brought you to this place. And her dominant superior vagina is but one of many—motivated by their desires for sexual dominance, retribution for transgressions of other males and other dark sexual urges. These vaginas intend to ensure that you never again take true physical pleasure from a female again, and will sexually feed off of your subjugation.” “You have now been emasculated, and it is now impossible for you to take any pleasure, sexual or otherwise, from dominant women’s mouths, vaginas, breasts or nipples. They terrify you. You only go near them when required by a superior. But even though you fear these things, you still have male desire for the female, and the only parts of a dominant woman’s body that are left for you to express that desire are her ass and, sissy, her feet. This is why you have such great passion for women’s asses and feet, sissy. Think about it. It has already happened. Feel your arousal now, sissy.” Austin feels himself squirting in his panties. “You will do anything to be allowed to please a female superior, sissy, particularly if it might allow you to be nearer to, or serve, her ass or feet.” “No matter how you now feel about women’s vaginas, breasts and mouths, all women are still your superiors, sissy. So if a woman demands oral service, you will comply. Even if her vagina is the worst and most terrifying thing you have ever imagined, you will not, out of respect for and obedience to your superior, refuse. You will serve and obey your superior.” Austin drifts off … and the voices continue. ****** End of the Continuation of Austin and Riley submitted by /u/deblforduk [link] [comments]
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