Darla gets a Makeover and Pegging

Well I got myself tied up again. No surprise, but how I got there and what happened next bears explaining.

A little about Mistress and I. I started as a client when she was a practicing dominatrix. She fulfilled every fantasy I ever had involving crossdressing, femdom and bondage. We became friends, then lovers. Mistress has transitioned to an author, speaker and icon in the fetish world. I have become, in my female persona, her kinky crossdressed secretary and girl Friday.

The holiday rush was over. Mistress signed numerous books with personalized messages as presents for her many fans. I packed each up and sent them off. What a present for those lucky enough to have a thoughtful and kinky significant other.

"Well that's that Darla. You've done yeoman, or should I say yeowoman, work. I think you deserve a reward. What would you like to do today?"

I had been craving a pegging. I loved it when Mistress had her way with me.

"You slut! I knew it. You love it when I pound that pussy of yours, don't you?"

"You know I do Mistress. I think it's one of the ultimate submissive acts."

"I have an idea. Susie owes us a makeover from when you tied her up. I'll call and see if she's free today. Let's combine your pegging with that. We both deserve a pampering. You go get dressed and I'll call her. Your black catsuit today. I don't want to have to fool with a skirt and panties. And don't forget to clean yourself really well. I'll leave your cage off today too."

Mistress removed my cage and my clit sprang immediately to attention thinking about what was to come.

"Now get moving you slut!"

Susie has a salon that caters to the tranny community as well as straights. Needless to say she is fabulous with what she can do with sluts like me. She is also quite kinky herself. Mistress had allowed me to tie her up and dominate her, much to Susie's delight.

I douched myself till it was crystal clear. I loved the feeling of being clean inside and out. I pulled on my skintight black catsuit over my largest breast forms. Size E in an open tipped bra. My nipples were clearly outlined against the catsuit. I laced my black leather under bust corset as tightly as I could. Mistress would pull it even tighter. I stepped into my thigh high shiny boots and laced them tightly also. Finally I buckled a 2 inch wide leather collar in place.

I checked my look in the full length mirror. A bit odd with my male face over this outfit. Mistress nodded her approval then gave the corset laces a good tug till the ends touched in the back. A true hourglass look. She padlocked my collar in place.

"Susie is on her way. I think she's hoping for a little bondage herself. Maybe if she's good. Let her in and help her set up while I get dressed."

I lit a Winston and waited. The doorbell rang in short order and Susie kissed me on the cheek as she came in.

"Love the outfit. Such a bimbo. What are those? DD's? E, really! You know there a lot of genetic girls that would be jealous of that figure."

Mistress had progressively tightened my corsets as part of my figure training. I was proud of my small waist. It was hard to breathe at first but I was used to it now and could wear a tight corset all day with no problem. In fact, I did wear one all day as her kinky secretary.

"We do have to do something about that face. I just love turning boys into naughty, slutty girls. As you well know."

Mistress walked out dressed in tight leather pants and a white silk blouse. The perfect Domme outfit over 4 inch black stilettos. She traded kisses with Susie and immediately took over.

"I think ladies first and since Darla here still has a man's face, that would be me. But with that figure I'm not sure what he or she is right now. We'll fix it later."

Mistress sat down and Susie went to work. It took her no time to make Mistress even more beautiful than she already is.

"Your turn Darla. Susie, do her nails first please."

I put my hands flat on the table and watched as Susie brushed glue on before attaching my long deep red nails. I wondered why Mistress had asked her to do that first.

"Now then Darla. Hands behind you. I know you love the fantasy of forced feminization. You certainly weren't coerced into that catsuit but let's pretend you were."

I put my hands together palm to palm behind me. Mistress wrapped and cinched them tightly together. My clit strained against the fabric as Susie went to work. The next 30 minutes or so were a blur of foundation, powder, eyeliner above and below and very long false eyelashes. She even plucked a few stray hairs from my eyebrows before using the pencil to give them a feminine curved shape.

She saved the best part for last. She lined my lips to make them look bigger and filled in with glossy red 'fuck me' lipstick. She turned my face this way and that, touching up a few spots.

"Perfect. Now for the earrings and hair."

She attached large gold hoop earrings through my pierced ears then put a wig cap on my head. She carefully placed my long red Darla Crane wig in place then brushed it smooth. Mistress had her gather it into a pony tail so it wouldn't get in the way later.

Voila. I was no longer a male but a 6 foot 7 inch(with my 4 inch heels) voluptuous slut.

"Some of my best work Darla. You look scrumptious. I can't imagine what Mistress will do to her slutted up secretary."

I saw Susie look over at the pile of toys and knew she had figured out exactly what was going to happen. Along with yards and yards of rope and several gags was a very large strap on.

"Well, I'd best be on my way and leave you two to your fun."

Mistress looked my way and nodded toward Susie. I knew exactly what she had in mind and I smiled back my agreement.

"Susie, just a minute. Darla is such an exhibitionist. You could stay and watch if you wanted to. Just one thing. You'd have to be tied up and gagged. I simply couldn't take a chance on you getting excited and interfering."

"Oh Mistress! Really! That would be fabulous. I'd love to watch what you do to Darla. I usually just get to tart her up then fantasize. Thank you so much!"

"Darla, let's get you untied temporarily. I'll let you tie Susie up. Make sure it's tight. I don't want her getting loose."

Mistress untied my wrists and I had Susie sit in a low backed chair. Perfect for chair ties. I put her arms behind her over the back of the chair and tied her wrists. I wrapped and cinched her ankles and above her knees. I couldn't help but notice a wet spot on her yoga pants. I pinned her arms to her chest and attached the harness to the chair. As a final touch I attached her wrists to her ankles running the rope under the chair. She was stuck but good.

"Cigarette before the gag goes in Susie?"

I placed one of my Winstons between her red lips and lit it for her before lighting my own and Mistress' Virginia Slim. I know it's bad for you but it seems so sexy when I'm dressed. I stood before the full length mirror and took a long drag. I heard Susie trying to talk around her dangled cigarette and took it out of her mouth and flicked the ash. We finished our smokes and I grabbed a ballgag.

"Any last words Susie? No? Then open wide."

I buckled it tight and as a final touch took our wand vibrator and tied it to her thighs tight to her now wet pussy.

I turned to see Mistress with a coil of rope in her hand.

"Get those hands behind you Darla. Let's get you thoroughly and helplessly tied up while our gagged and tied little friend watches. That wet spot is getting bigger Susie. Having fun?"

Susie blushed as she nodded yes.

Mistress tied my hands tightly behind me then fashioned a chest harness, pinning them to my sides. I felt like I was being hugged. She led me over and had me stand under a hook on the ceiling that looked like it was for a hanging plant and it was sometimes. It was reinforced securely to hold sluts like me helpless at other times. Mistress moved my feet apart and used a spreader bar to keep them that way.

She stood on a stool and threaded rope through the hook and attached one end to my wrists then started pulling. Since my arms were pinned to my chest it wasn't quite a classic strappado but I was still forced to bend forward. She tied the rope off then for good measure threaded another piece of rope through the D ring on the front of my collar and tied it off to the middle of the spreader bar.

Not our first rodeo. My mouth and pussy were at the perfect height for Mistress' attentions. She unzipped the crotch of my catsuit exposing my pussy and rapidly hardening clit.

"Look at you two. One all strung up and oh so available. The other drooling behind her gag and soaking her pants. What a sight. I think I'll have a cigarette and enjoy the view for a while."

"Mistress, this is a bit uncomfortable. Please go ahead."

"I don't remember asking for your opinion Darla. You wanted a pegging. Fine, but on my schedule. Not yours. Open that slutty mouth."

Mistress buckled a penis gag tightly in place and lit her Virginia Slim. She walked slowly around the room and made a show of checking Susie's ropes, then mine. Maddeningly she pulled out her phone and scrolled through her emails, smiling all the while, before snapping pictures of both of her helpless captives.

"Now then, I hope that cock has your mouth warmed up for something bigger."

She walked over to the toys and stepped into her largest strap on with an evil grin on her face. She pulled it tight against her leather pants and removed my gag. She moved in front of me and held her cock to my lips.

"Let's show Susie how you deep throat Darla. I'll bet she wishes she could suck a cock like you do, don't you dear?"

Susie mmmmphed into her gag. I knew she was in ecstasy.

Mistress pushed more and more of her monstrous cock into my painted mouth. I had gotten quite good at this and took more and more as she fucked my face.

"That's it. Lube it up good. You are such a slut. I should make you take a real one sometime. I know you're hetero all the way but I'd love to see you take one and swallow a load. Just kidding baby. Well, almost."

Mistress finished fucking my face and put the penis gag back in my mouth. Was it just my imagination or did she fasten it even tighter than before.

"I'll be kind and use a little lubricant. You can thank me later."

I heard her snap a glove on and felt her finger invade my pussy. A second finger followed.

"Nice and clean baby. Good job."

Mistress walked over and turned on the vibrator. Susie jumped as she did. At least as much as she could.

She turned back to me and I felt the end of her strap on press against my rosebud then steady pressure as the monster filled me up. She started slowly then picked up her pace till she was pounding into me again and again. I loved knowing that Mistress cared enough about me to fulfill my slutty fantasies. She gripped my legs, then each E breast and pushed even harder. I felt her cock start to vibrate as she brought me closer to the edge. If Susie hadn't been there she would have used her double ended cock and we both would have climaxed. Instead, she backed off just at the right moment. I know it seems silly given the scene but orgasms for us would be saved for private time later.

Not so for Susie. She moaned into her gag as the vibrator did its work. She came explosively. Again and again.

Mistress finally turned off the vibrator and untied Susie, leaving me strung up as I was. Susie reached for my Winstons. Definitely well earned.

"Mistress, that was unbelievably erotic. I can't thank both of you enough for sharing such an intimate moment with me. But shouldn't we untie Darla now?"

"Darla is fine Susie. I've got plans for her later. She's been tied up all weekend so this is nothing. As for sharing the scene, among her other kinks, she is quite the exhibitionist."

Easy for you to say I'm fine, Mistress. It wasn't the most comfortable position but I wasn't about to protest. She'd just leave me that way longer. As for the exhibitionist part. On target!

Susie gathered her supplies, kissed Mistress on the cheek and stumbled out the door to her car.

She finally untied the rope from my collar to the bar and the one to the hook. She freed my ankles and I gratefully stood straight up. Still tied and gagged but much more comfortable.

"I'll bet you need to pee, don't you?"

I nodded yes and Mistress walked me to the bathroom and aimed my clit as it performed its much more mundane function. She walked me back into the living room and had me sit on the sofa while she tied my ankles, above and below my knees. She definitely had further plans for me.

She took out the penis gag and looked at me.

"You're a mess. Let's freshen your lipstick."

She dabbed away the errant gloss and repainted my lips. Another incredibly erotic experience.

"I know that was a bit of a tough position but you did well. I'll let you have a Winston while I go to the potty. If you can manage not to spill ash, I'll give you the choice of being untied or staying tied up."

She put the cigarette between my freshly painted lips and lit it. I watched her walk to the bathroom as I took a deep drag and exhaled around the dangled cigarette. I watched the ash grow longer as I smoked. I heard the bathroom door close and Mistress heels click on the hardwood. What to do? Well really it was an easy decision. I took another drag and watched as the ash spilled onto my protruding breasts.

"I knew it! You could have just held it in your mouth and I would have let you loose as I promised."

"You know me well Mistress."

"That kind of devotion deserves a reward and I know how much you love being gagged."

She retrieved our 2 inch red ballgag and pushed it between my teeth.

"This way your lipstick won't get smudged. Now hop yourself into the bedroom."

My hard lit bounced with each hop. She had me stand with my back to the bed then pushed me backward onto my bound arms. She leaned over me and kissed my lips around the gag then stepped out of her leather pants.

"You're not the only exhibitionist baby. That really got me going."

With that she kissed my clit before straddling me and burying my clit into her soaked pussy.

I'd like to say it was a long slow fuck but we were both more than ready. I exploded into her as she screamed with delight as she came.

She slowly climbed off of me and I rolled over so she could untie me.

"Sorry baby, not yet. I want more. I know how much you want to be untied just now but I love the fact that I can leave you tied up after you cum. You understand, don't you sweetie?"

I did. As much as I wanted to be free, this fed Mistress' dominance and my submission.

"I'm going to leave you for a while and start dinner. I don't want you getting desperate and trying to hop into the kitchen. You might fall and get hurt. Let's be sure that doesn't happen."

She couldn't really mean to tie me even tighter. Of course she could!

She walked into the other room and came back with a length of rope. She looped it between my ankles and pulled them up. She tied the hogtie off at my harness so there wouldn't be any more pressure on my wrists. How kind she is! She put a leather blindfold with a nose cutout over my eyes as a finishing touch.

"That should hold you baby. You just lay there and concentrate on getting that clit ready to use again."

She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear.

"You can't imagine how much it turns me on having you tied up, gagged and waiting for me to do whatever.....I......want."

I tried to relax, inwardly begging my clit to hurry and recover. I heard Mistress in the kitchen through the open door. Humming as she started dinner.

Time passes slowly without sight or movement. I did manage to roll on my side but even that was difficult on the soft mattress in a very tight hogtie.

Mistress walked back in and took my clit in her hand.

"Not quite there honeybunch. I could help you a bit with my hand or mouth but I really want you to do this on your own. Besides, I need to pay attention to the food on the stove. Wouldn't want to ruin dinner, would we?"

As you might imagine, dinner was the last thing on my mind just then. I willed my clit to attention and it slowly responded.

"Well look at that. I knew you could do it baby. I think I want you in the other room this time."

She released the hogtie rope and took off my blindfold. I rolled onto my back and she helped me stand up and hop back into the living room.

"I just love watching you hop all tied up with your clit bouncing. We really should sell videos. Just kidding. That would be something Jane would do."

Jane was my original kidnapper and yes, she had threatened to do just that till Mistress put a stop to it.

She steered me to the chair. The back is low enough that my bound wrists went over it despite the chest harness. She ran rope from the harness under the chair to my ankles.

"Wouldn't want you getting too vigorous and falling off the chair. Let's get that gag off."

She took the ballgag out and sat on my lap. She took my face in her hands and devoured my mouth with her tongue. If you've read some of my other writings you'll know I find this incredibly erotic. To have a beautiful, sexy goddess passionately kiss me while I am at her compete mercy is unbelievable. If you are lucky enough to have someone even a little like Mistress, try it.

"I wanted us to look into each other's eyes this time. Let's make it last."

She lowered herself onto my hard clit and just sat there smiling at me before moving up and down ever so slowly as she continued to kiss me. Lipstick on lipstick. So incredibly fetishy!

I did my best to hold back but even though I had already cum once, this was too much.

"I can't hold it Mistress. Please say I can cum!"

"Yes baby, yes."

She pumped furiously, panting as she did. She buried her head between my E breasts as she moaned with pleasure. She stayed slumped against me as my clit softened then stood up.

"What a mess we made. I suppose I should untie you and I will but I want you to freshen your makeup and stay dressed while we eat."

I staggered to the bathroom and fixed my makeup. Mostly my smeared lipstick while Mistress stood at the other sink and did the same.

I went back to the living room and lit a post coital Winston and Mistress' Virginia Slim. We smiled at each other. No words were necessary.

We ate Mistress' delicious dinner. Another of her many talents. We chatted about the day. Mistress' phone chimed with a message from Susie thanking us again.

After dinner we watched a movie and had a glass of wine. Mistress took my hand and led me to the bedroom where she undressed in front of me.

"I've told you this before but sometimes a girl just likes to lay back and get fucked. Take me again if you're woman enough to do it."

She unzipped my catsuit and my clit sprang free again. Hard, against all odds. I kissed her gently and slowly lay her back on the bed. Take her I did. Slowly this time, lovingly, tenderly and thoroughly.

We lay side by side, Mistress naked and me still in my catsuit. We sipped a last glass of wine and had a cigarette. I saw Mistress' eyes get heavy. She looked over at me and spoke.

"Would you really do anything for me Darla. Would you take a real cock if I asked you to?"

In that moment she had me completely.

"Anything for you Mistress."

She was already asleep and I wasn't sure she heard me but I think she already knew the answer. I quietly slid out of bed and got undressed, removed my makeup and slid naked next to her, feeling the heat of her magnificent body.

What a day! What a woman! I thought again as I drifted off next to her that I was the luckiest girl in the world.