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Click hereLexxie took Stan's hand and led him down the hallway. His hand was so soft, with polished pink nails, which contrasted with Stan's rough manly hands. Lexxie was just wearing the pink thong and heels, while Stan was naked other than the cage.
The hallway was large and light from the full length window at the end. Several doors led off it.
"This is mistresses' bedroom. They've said we sometimes may be invited in there but otherwise we are never to enter," Lexxie explained, pointing to the first door on the left.
They walked further down to the next door, which Lexxie opened showing a small cinema room with 12 seats in it.
"This is where we are going to watch the videos I'm in when we make them, sometimes with mistresses' friends round," Lexxie said proudly.
Stan couldn't believe this place had its own cinema.
They went on to the door opposite which led into what must have been the studio room. Half of the room looked like a classy hotel bedroom, but more spaced out with a couple of armchairs facing the bed. There was a proper lighting set up over the bed, and then the other half of the room had a dressing table and sofa as well as cameras on tripods and a couple of directors chairs.
Stan followed Lexxie through a door next to the dressing table, which led through into a huge walk in wardrobe. The wardrobe was full of feminine outfits, ranging from full sissy frills to more classy outfits like Lexxie was wearing today.
"Anything on this side is mine, and anything on that side is yours! The sizes are obviously very different!" Lexxie said, feeling one of the fur coats as he went past. Stan couldn't help noticing that his side has a lot more of the embarrassing sissy outfits than Lexxie's side, which made him start to get hard in his cage.
Lexxie went through another door at the end of the wardrobe.
"This wardrobe is connected to our room as well as the studio" explained Lexxie as Stan followed him into the pinkest room he had ever seen.
"Wow they really weren't kidding about the sissy lifestyle were they," Stan commented as he took the room in.
In the centre was a large king sized bed fitted with bright pink sheets. All the walls were painted pink, while a pink sofa looked out onto the great views out of the window. There were two dressing tables, one with an L engrained into the mirror and one with an S. There was another door that led out onto the corridor, and then another door which led through to the en suite bathroom.
As he followed Lexxie through Stan couldn't help but check out the femboy's beautiful body. He was lightly toned, hairless and tanned all over with a plump bubble butt that jiggled slightly as he walked in the heels. Stan had never been into guys but since exploring his sissy side he'd really begun to appreciate the femboy form. In another life Stan would be fucking him bent over the bed but it wasn't going to happen with this cage on, unless the Mistresses let him.
"How are your make-up skills?" Lexxie asked, although he knew the answer already.
"I've never worn it to be honest," Stan awkwardly replied.
"Thought that might be the case. We've booked you in to some classes, the plan is for you to do my make-up before we shoot a video but for now I'll do yours," Lexxie happily replied.
Stan wasn't sure about the sound of make-up classes. Sure, he knew he'd have to get into it and he was looking forward to learning how to do it but he'd signed up for this comfortable with being a sissy in the privacy of the apartment. It was sinking into him he'd have to go out and deal with the world in any way Amanda or Charlie saw fit. At least Lexxie could probably pass if he wanted to but Stan would be so obviously a man.
Lexxie gestured to the chair in front of the 'S' dressing table, which Stan took a seat in. Lexxie began applying foundation and explained what he was doing as he went along.
Stan was enjoying the feeling of being pampered as he closed his eyes and let Lexxie do his work.
"Open your eyes," Lexxie asked, before he put fake eyelashes on them. He then applied a deep red lipstick, before turning the chair around and letting Stan see himself
"Wow," Stan whispered, "I look great!"
With his short hair and muscly body he didn't look like a woman but his face looked great.
"What colour wig will I be wearing?" Stan asked excitedly.
"Have they not told you?" Lexxie awkwardly replied.
At this point Charlie and Amanda walked in the room from the corridor door.
"Why would you wear a wig Stud?" Amanda asked mischievously.
Stan was about to say something when Charlie cut him off.
"You are not meant to pass," Charlie firmly stated, "You are the sissy Stud. You are a man in make-up and womens clothes, but we are keeping you in your masculine form."
"You are our trophy," Amanda chipped in, "We want you to keep your masculine body but dressed in women's clothes and make-up serving us to show how even the most masculine men can be feminised. If we let you pass like Lexxie here then people will just think you're another femboy or sissy or even woman but why should we allow that?"
"Bend over the bed," Charlie commanded.
Stan did as he was told and got into position. Charlie took something out of a drawer by the dressers, and part of Stan was hoping it was a strap-on. He felt so humiliated by what was happening, but the pre-cum oozing out of his cage betrayed how hot he was finding it all.
He felt something cold press against his toned ass, and a twang of pain as Charlie inserted a large metal butt plug.
"Stand," she told him, which Stan immediately did.
He couldn't help but moan as he stood up and the plug settled in his ass, which made Amanda and Lexxie giggle.
Lexxie then smiled as he brought over the outfit that had been hung up on the back of the door they'd come in through. It was a proper sissy dress, with a white body but pink frills on the skirt.
"Thank you for sending your measurements through last week," Amanda said, "we got this specially made as they didn't do them in your size."
"Thank you mistesses," Stan replied as he felt the silky fabric on the frills.
"Lexxie help him get ready, we'll see you in the lounge in five minutes," Charlie ordered before her and Amanda left the room.
Lexxie opened one of the wardrobe and picked out a pink bra, thong, garter belt and stockings from the drawers inside. The bra perfectly fit around Stan's large pecs, while the thong had a pouch at the front for his cage to go into but a thin string that rode into his ass. As he put the stockings on, Lexxie unzipped the back of the sissy dress ready for him to put on.
It was on the tight side but he managed to fit into it. Where his tits should have been his pecs filled it out slightly, while his large muscly arms bulged out of the short sleeves. Lexxie couldn't help but squeeze his arm feeling the biceps.
"You're so hench Stan," he admired, "You're going to love the gym downstairs."
At least Stan was going to be able to keep going to the gym.
Lexxie then went into the wardrobe room and came out with a pair of pink heels.
"It wasn't easy but we tracked down practically every pair of heels in size 12 we could find!" Lexxie excitedly told Stan.
He set the heels down in front of the masculine sissy, which Stan nervously stepped into.
"You look fab!" Lexxie exclaimed, clapping his hands together, "Go look at yourself!"
Stan walked over to the full length mirror and took himself in for the first time. The butt plug was making it awkward enough to walk, but in the heels it was even harder.
He couldn't believe what was looking back at him in the mirror. He was so clearly a man still with his short hair and muscly frame, and he was towering over 6'5" in the heels, but in the make-up and dress he looked good! The heels were accentuating his long legs, and making his butt like a lovely round bubble.
Lexxie came over and put an arm around the back of him, as the two sissies both admired each other in the mirror.
"Ok I better get dressed myself, and then let's go and show mistresses how good you look!" Lexxie said, while Stan wondered exactly what he had got himself in for.
I don't understand why a stud would waste his time as a clown. If he's ripped, he wouldn't have the proper mindset for his roll.
Honestly, I'm so far really really enjoying this story. I'd love a bit longer chapter though. But what you've done is really enticing