The Change Part-2

hello readers,
                     i apologize for the long break i had taken from writing. i had a busload of work to do and exams to write. so i couldn't concentrate on writing at all.
i have written here the second part of the ongoing story "The Change". hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it :)

cheers,
gauri narayanan :)

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I can still remember every single happening of that fateful weekend. I had never had reason to step into a kitchen before then, much less learn cooking. So I was just standing there trying to figure out how to begin making a coffee whilst thinking about how my future is going to shape up to be. That woman had broken me completely and thinking back, I can definitely say that my willpower had deserted me altogether and that at that moment, in that kitchen I felt blank for the first time in my life, as though waiting for someone to order me to do something, a first in my whole adult life.

I came back to my senses and analyzed my current situation. Right now, heeding Gauri’s words was the only thought in my mind and fearing another bout of harassment from her part, I started making some coffee for her. Not having done this before, unsurprisingly my effort turned out to be bad.

“Who would need poison to kill someone? The coffee you made is sufficient to kill even the most resolute of men” she spat the coffee into my face with disdain.

I couldn’t bear it and started crying with my hands on my face and sat down on the floor. She let me cry for some time and then placed a hand on my shoulder and said softly.

“I know that these last 24 hours have been pretty bad for you. I can empathize with you and I know how it must feel to suddenly be in the bottom of the food chain. But your current situation is of your own making and it is my job to make you feel more and more miserable till you realize your lesson. You are just going to have to make peace with it and just look forward to being a good sissy maid for me. I have ordered a few clothes for you to wear while working. And one more thing. ”

She produced a blank bond paper from her handbag and told me to sign it. I hesitated thinking about the complete power it would give her over my life. It must have shown in my face as the very next second she slapped me hard and told me to sign without a moment’s hesitance.

“You have no rights to hesitate you whore. You are my play-toy now and I am not going to stand here and wait for you to go about doing everything at your own pace.”

I signed my initials in all the pages that she showed me and then was ordered to lie down spread eagled on the steel cot. And then I was locked in it with a couple of pairs of handcuffs. She told me that she expected her slaves to be hairless and since I had a lot of it I am going to undergo one of her special treatments to help me devoid of it. She also placed a ball gag on my mouth and whispered “just in case you scream like a little girl” with a wicked smile and left me dreading.

She returned half an hour later with a tin bucket in her hand that was steaming. I could not even imagine what was in it when she started pouring hot wax all over my body. She first started with my torso, then proceeded covering my arms, groin, thighs and finally my legs. The wax wasn’t half bad and felt warm and comfortable to my naked body.  She also covered up the wax with cotton rags and it looked like both adhered well as I could feel the wax pulling at my skin while the cotton was held steadfast in its surface. She left me like this for ten minutes and then when she came back she was naked herself. That was the first time I laid my eyes on her wholly and she was such a structural beauty as well as having a pretty face. My manhood was raging to have a go at her but I could not do anything about it in my confined state.

“Someone seems happy to see me like this. Don’t worry your happiness is not going to last when I start with you.” Saying so, she caught one of the rags covering my upper torso and tagged at it with force. I started screaming into the ball gag as the pain shot up my body and I could feel a thousand daggers piercing through my torso where the wax had been torn off. Through teary eyes I looked down to see that my skin was very red and sore and completely hairless. She then continued tearing away the other rags one by one and didn’t even give me time to scream. Tears were now rolling away freely from my eyes and I noticed that she was un-cuffing me from the posts. Then she lifted me bodily and flipped me on the bed so that my face was rubbing the hard steel. And before I could so much as register the fact that she lifted me effortlessly, she was locking me up again.

Half an hour and a dozen of unheard screams later, even my back was hairless. She then removed the cuffs and lifted me up and walked up to the bathtub in her bedroom and placed me delicately on the hot water filled tub. Initially it was burning but the gentle flow of water massaging my body periodically in different places made me relaxed. She then told me to sit up a little as she was going to join me in the bath.

She slid her feline body into the tub and I could notice her flexed biceps and my mind went back to wondering how she could possibly have lifted me so easily and carried me till here. I was lost in thought when a hand started rubbing lotion on my torso gently. I could see a very different woman in her at that moment and let her rub me up all over. The lotion soothed my body and when I touched myself I could feel how soft and velvety my skin had become.

Then Gauri did something completely unexpected. She came up to me, grabbed my hair and locked her lips into mine and started tonguing me with a vigor. I could do naught but let her control me while she rubbed my chest and pinched my ass. After fifteen minutes of this, she held my head and guided it towards her pussy and ordered me to perform cunnilingus on her. She positioned herself such that my head wouldn’t drown in the tub and then I started licking her pussy and using my tongue to please her orally. I had a raging hard on but she wouldn’t let me touch it and even made me occupy my hands by rubbing her nipples and pinching them. Soon she was releasing load upon load of orgasmic fluids into my mouth and even though I wanted to stop and get the hell out of there, I knew that I will not be able to stop till she ordered me to and thus I continued doing it.

After what felt like 25 minutes, I was told to stop and then made to soap myself and get out of the tub. She threw a towel at me while she dried herself and then told me to come meet her in the bedroom once I had finished drying and applying the moisturizing lotion all over my body. Once I went into the bedroom I was told to dress up with the clothes that were lying on the bed.

I got confused seeing that Gauri was already dressed and all I could find on the bed were women’s clothes. I asked her where the clothes I was supposed to wear were and she told me to look properly in the bed. Not having found any other article of clothing after a thorough search I assumed that she indeed did want me to dress up in her clothes. So I slid up the panties with much haste. The moment the silk hit my skin, a feeling that I had never felt ran through my mind. I could not explain it but the feeling, most different from what I had ever felt till then, made me lightheaded with what I could only guess to be femininity. I ran my fingers up my thighs and over the panties and encountered a bulge that was already straining me from the past one hour’s making out session. I suddenly came in my panties without realizing I had and when I understood what happened I stood there with a sense of happiness and of doom; the former for whatever I had felt till then and the latter for what Gauri would say or do when she found out that I had soiled my panties.

I was lost in thought when she turned me around and slapped me back into reality.

“I SAID, NO PLEASING YOURSELF YOU BLOODY PIECE OF INSUBORDINATE SHIT!!!”

I tried mumbling some excuse and explaining what had indeed happened but my words failed me, like they had, so many times, already that day. She saw the pain in my eyes and relented a bit and I took that pause to explain what happened rather hurriedly. She just started laughing uncontrollably.

“I never thought you’d turn out to be such a sissy bitch. You are going to be a lot easier to dominate than I previously thought” said she between snorts while all I could do was stand in embarrassment with my face reddening more by every passing moment.

I then put on the bra, but try as I might, I still couldn’t get it to hook up in the back. After ten minutes of struggling, a still smiling Gauri took pity on me and hooked it up for me. Then she continued dressing me up. First she slid up the skirt and tied it on the side and then she brought out a pair of silicone breast forms and placed it in the cups of my bra and adjusted it so that they would look natural. Then she made me put on the blouse and buttoned it up herself. She straightened out the dress and then placed a wig over my head. Then she took me to a dresser where she started applying make-up on me.

“Listen carefully now, you are going to be my maid for the unforeseeable future and I expect my maids to be impeccably dressed and to perform their work with perfection. The paper I had you sign is your ownership agreement. According to it, you have agreed to be my slave till the time I see fit to set you free. I have also fired you from your job and explained to your family that you will not be a part of their lives anymore. Your mother was worried about their sustenance but became happy when I offered your younger sister a job with a better salary package than yours. So as of this morning you are my property with no connection whatsoever to the outside world”.

“Today is Sunday. The day you have officially entered into an agreement with me that binds you to me and makes me responsible for your sustenance. However I am, by law, decreed to harass you, humiliate you and abuse you any which way I want. Also I decide what you do and when you do it. You are to serve me wholeheartedly and obey me without any hesitation. You are not to speak until spoken to and you are to always wear women’s clothes that I provide you with. You are to learn how to groom yourself as a woman properly and also you are going to learn how to maintain house properly. You are also to please me and anybody else that I bring, in bed without reservations. The next week I am not going to attend office and instead I will be home teaching you everything you need to know to keep me happy. You are to be very attentive of whatever I teach you. Any lapses of concentration will earn you punishments. And trust me, these two days are just examples of what is to come. So you better be prepared to get punished badly by me. Oh and one more thing. Lift up your skirt, remove your panties and come here to me.”

She then fitted me up with a CB6000 chastity belt, locked it up, kissed my covered up penis and then wore the key in a chain around her neck.

“This is just a measure to ensure that you don’t masturbate when you are supposed to work. It is also a means of controlling your sexual urges. To simply put it, you won’t get hard unless I want you to”.

Then she removed something from her handbag and told me to turn around and bend over. She started rubbing something cold in my butt-crack and then suddenly pushed something inside with force. At the same moment she closed my mouth with her hand and held me tight so that I could neither scream nor wiggle around. This woman’s strength amazed me to no bounds. She was just about 5’5’’ tall and would have weighed just about 55 kgs. I stood just an inch taller than her but I weighed around 70 kgs and had pumped a lot of weights in the gym too. But somehow I was weaker than her and couldn’t do anything about it. She fixed the butt-plug and then coupled it with the belt so that I will not be able to remove it. Then I was told that even my bladder movements were to be controlled by her and any untimely trips to the toilet would be rewarded with punishments.

And then came the icing on the cake, as she was to refer to it so many times in the future.

“Now that you are going to be my slave it is only proper that I name you according to my liking. Prashanth is the name of a guy and you obviously are never going to be one. From this moment onwards you shall answer to the name of Swathi.”

Saying so, she led me to the mirror and that was when I got to look at myself for the first time after I entered her house. I could not believe my eyes. There stood two women in front of the mirror. Two really good looking women. There was no trace of a male anywhere. I didn’t know what to say and was standing dumbstruck in front of the mirror. I kept looking at myself from top to toe and was getting aroused by this feminine creature staring back at me.

I had become something I never thought I would be. For all practical purposes, I was a slave and a woman. I had become Swathi.

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