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Kit Kat & Tigger part 6
Within a few weeks of wearing ‘the points of intrigue’ chastity cage Sam had a noticeable change in attitude more often then not dropping him further into sub-space then he’d already been in. What she most looked forward to was meeting Mistress Fusion in the coming week. Mariam assumed it would be over coffee and was told Violet would firm up things on Sunday.
Setting her plan in place Violet decided she wanted to meet Mariam at her tennis club that Monday knowing it would give her the chance to see the woman naked in the casual setting of the locker room. She had always loved the challenge of seducing a newbie female to the ways of Sappho a lesbian enjoys.
Telling Mariam she would enjoy the audio file she’d sent that was intended to relax her Violet was confident the seeds of wanting to be a bi-sexual woman with strong lesbian leanings would take hold by the time they met. Much like a mentoring older sorority sister to a new pledge Mariam also would look at Violet as an authority figure of a woman she would enjoy obeying.
Violet would tell her she had scheduled a massage for each then give it to Mariam herself saying the masseuse must have bungled the appointment.
The tennis match was fun with it being Monday the club was near empty. They got down to their panties in front of the locker it impressed Violet to see what good shape Mariam was in at 5’ 7” the sculpted thighs led upward to a flat tummy with a pair of luscious looking d-cups.
As Violet led her to the massage rooms she asked about the chastity cage for her husband.
Mariam smiled.
“I told him it would be fun…..it’s been nearly a month now since I first put it on him. I think he is getting worried that I may not let him out…..You know I haven’t had a massage in ages.”
Inside the room Mariam slid onto the massage table Violet pointed to turning her head she closed her eyes.
Letting ten minutes go by Violet spoke after she had locked the door.
“She should have been here by now…..maybe she forgot or some thing came up at home she needed to deal with…… here I know how to do massaging….. I’ll begin until she arrives.”
An Enya 'CD' playing in the background Violet oiled her fingers up then spooled a small amount letting it drizzle onto Mariam’s back. Pulling the towel to the woman’s waist Violet splayed her fingers wide and used her thumbs to move up the spine of Mariam. Back and forth her hands glided hoping to open some of the chakra's.
“Oh that feels divine….you have a such a gentle touch I hate those massages that go after the deep tissue if i wanted to be beat up I'd joined the woman's MMA circuit.”
Soon the towel was off as Violet let her fingers roam along Mariam’s body seemingly doing it in sections. Moving lower she ran her fingers along the beautifully contoured bottom cheeks of the woman. Letting her hands tickle the inside of her thighs she gently spread them wider leaving oil behind as her fingers drifted lower.
Violet closed her eyes briefly as her nostrils flared taking in the aroma of Mariam’s Vagina that was getting wet with juice. Up and down the legs her hands moved occasionally getting near her pussy.
“Oops….sorry….I almost slid my finger in your pretty vagina.”
“That’s ok…it feels nice to have the hands of a woman on my body……my husband is always too rough and besides he just clutches and grabs until he gets his rocks off….he has no idea a woman prefers the gentle soft touches only another woman knows how to do.”
“Sounds good Mariam …I feel the same way.....perhaps it's time your hubby learns the ways of the feminine.”
Once more Violet let her fingers dance along the inner thighs except this time she slid her single index finger along the pouted slit. A soft murmur of a moan came out from Mariam. Her hands then moved out an slowly ran along Mariam's pretty bottom cheeks.
“I must tell you ….you have a great ass Mariam…..to be honest it kind of turns me on to touch it.”
Violet didn’t wait for her to reply. She slid her oiled fingers back down between the cheeks and gently ran her finger along the wet slit again.
Truth be told Mariam had been dreaming about being with Violet ever since she had taken to listening to the audio file every day the past 3 weeks.
As only a woman can do Mariam arched her back and lifted her lovely bottom up.
“Please Violet ……slip your finger inside me again.”
Violet smiled she knew she had seduced her instead of slipping her finger in Violet moved closed and put a wet kiss to the lips of the pretty vagina.
“Ohhhhhhh yesssssssss.”
Playing innocent her self Violet spoke.
“I must tell you Mariam…being with you turns me on…..do you think you could turn over….I’ve wanted to kiss you, flick your clit and play with your nipples once I saw how lovely they are….I think you breasts look amazing.”
Call it the beauty of femininity two women together turning and twisting displaying luscious curves alluring no matter what angle they may have been looked at by another. Mariam rolled onto her back only to see Violet slide her body on top of her spreading the woman’s legs to assume the dominant role.
“I’ve wanted to be with you too Violet…..there is something about you that touches my feminine soul.”
Violet leaned up and let her own large beautiful breasts sway to and fro in front of the woman.
“Don’t you just adore being a woman, slip your leg between mine and we’ll scissor.”
Doing as she was told Mariam clutched at the beautiful breast slathering the areola with wetness. Violet watched as she ran the tip of her nail back and forth over just top of the nipple. She had always thought it to be so sexy to watch any woman’s nipple go hard at being aroused.
As only a woman can do she pivoted up twisted her hips to have Mariam lick her vagina while Violet reached for the drawer of the table. Pulling it out she playfully shouted.
“Eureka I found it!”
Immediately Mariam knew what to do as she saw her new best friend holding the hands-free dildo. Slithering her body back underneath Violet she used her right hand letting her fingers spread her pussy lips open. Her thighs gently spread as she smiled up at the woman.
“I do love being a woman…males are such inferior creatures, nothing compares to being with another woman…especially one as beautiful as you Violet.”
Violet leaned down using both hands she cupped Mariam’s face giving her a gentle womanly kiss. As she finished it her hand slowly placed the tip of the phallus at the entrance to Mariam’s vagina canal.
“Isn’t it so amusing?…the older the male gets the less likely he can keep hard…..we won’t have to worry about that with this 7” piece.”
“Yes …after you do me and I do you lets talk about what will be the best way to handle my…..”
It was like she was searching for the right word.
Violet grinned
“….you mean your subby-hubby….we’ll figure out later what the game plan moving forward for Sam will be.”
Mistress Fusion paid the talented tattoo artist for her work as Timmy stared into the mirror. It was the cutest thing you ever did see….. a band of flowers ran across his lower back at the bikini line while in front on his hairless mound were the words ‘Kit Kat Amber’.
Using just a minimal amount of lines the tattoo artist put a playful almost cartoon-like image of a Kitten’s face. It included a cute nose, whiskers and short triangular ears letting it rest next to the name.
“Slip your panties and bra on and get dressed Amber we still have a hair appointment to get to if we want to be on time. Your going to have an anal bleaching performed leaving you with a nice soft pinkish feminine look between your cheeks….we’ll let that set and heal then have a rose pedal tattoo put on there.”
“Yes Domina…I think it’s so fun being tatted up. I know my boobies are still small but the colorful butterfly looks pretty on my left one.”
The ‘Daisy duke’ shorts and the tied at the mid-drift blouse had tiny red and white checkerboard’s that gave off a trashy-chic girl next store kind of look. Balancing in the 3” open-toed cork healed shoes finished the appearance of a young T-gurl looking like she hadn’t a care in the world but to be pretty.
Driving her Mercedes S class Violet had one standing rule the moment she heard the annoying jingle. The voice's of the children sounded out ‘1 800 Kars for kids…K-a-r-s kars for kids…”
Quickly Violet changed the radio station hoping to find the weather. Instead it was something even more annoying...sports talk radio. In mid-stream she listened and couldn't help but think what a waste of time it was.
"Maybe 10 years ago but now days every team needs a 3rd down pulling guard..."
Briefly thinking 'what's a pulling guard?' she found the classical channel and took to enjoying a Mozart sonata.
Standing just inside the entrance to the salon Mistress Fusion watched the busy receptionist at the counter it brought a smile to her face to see him keeping things in order.
“Yes Mrs. Goldberg we have an opening at 10 on Saturday, Rodolpho will be doing your roots so its best to plan on a good couple of hours Maam.”
Giving glance back to check the chairs he turned on hearing the phone ring once more.
“Good day…..Harmony salon Tigger speaking….how may I help.”
Violet walked up to the counter holding the hand of Amber. He may have been near 26 years old yet his look was that of a t-gurl who was trying to let go of her teenage days.
“Good day Maam please excuse I’ll be right there in a sec’…would your niece like a candy sucker while she waits….we have cherry or grape.”
Violet Haven couldn’t help but think true change at the hands of a superior woman was such a power rush. Reaching to accept the cherry sucker she removed the wrapping and plopped it into the mouth of Amber adding to her look of youthful naïve innocence.
“Yes Mrs Goldberg I’ll pencil you in at 10.”
Putting the phone down the receptionist smiled at the woman. Taking command of the situation Violet spoke.
“I love your highlights and hair color.”
Giving a kind of ‘Lady Di’ fluff in back he looked at her and briefly wondered if he had met her before, there was something unmistakably familiar.
“Thank you Maam…..it’s called October ash….my Biff likes it to.”
“I can see you’ve turned into a lovely gay male…..Oh I do luv twinks, they’re so harmless…….you must have had a wonderful Domina helping you…. Let's see did I use my name for the appointment or did I use Mistress Fusion.”
His hand fresh with a layer of clear polish on its fingertips flew up to hold still over his mouth.
“Dear me…. Maam it’s you…my Mistress…I mean Mistress Fusion, shall I kneel before you? Simply say the word you know I will obey.”
Violet extended her hand for the former Zack to kiss her loosely dropped fingers.
“This will do for know…let's get Amber situated then perhaps we’ll grab a smoke and a chat outside.”
Swooping out from behind the counter Tigger moved to hold her in an affectionate hug.
“You’ve changed my life for the better Maam, I’m so grateful….I used to be such an obnoxious prick of a fellow…not any more though…. thanks to you my Mistress….you’ve given my life purpose and meaning.”
Tigger started to tear up letting his finger lift to try to collect the wetness.
“Dear, dear dear…come here hold me tight…such a good boy.”
The ‘boy’ of 46 held onto her tight and listened.
“You’ve learned what many a male still needs to….a woman always knows what’s best ….while it feels quite natural to me it’s not about being bossy is always about being aware of what a male should be doing.”
She couldn’t help but think how lovely he appeared as an elegant looking twink made cuter with thin weak arms. She considered how nice it felt to have taken a self centered arrogant male and turn him into a benign beta twink.
“It’s called a ‘cfnm’ gathering it’ll be a fun party honey. A friend told me about it.”
Having been satisfied after 3 months Sam was trained to obey the two walked into the suburban home and were greeted by a naked male wearing just a bow tie on a crisply stiff faux white collar around his neck.
“Good evening Maam, the other women are in the living room. He looks to be a beta-sub? Our real male-studs are wearing black tie’s so shall we pick this champagne pink for his tie that matches his shoes.”
He glanced at Sam before adding.
“Why don’t you come with me. We’ll find you a serving tray and some heels. You’re a newbie right?
Sam looked at Mariam then back at the naked male.
”Humm, I guess so.”
Ten minutes later, naked but for his chastity cage Sam was balancing in 3” fushsia pink pumps carrying a tray tasked with the duty of picking up empty champagne flutes or cocktail glasses. It felt disconcerting to be naked in high heels with most of the other males likewise in a room full of women totally clothed.
Spotting 3 empty flutes on the end table he made his way to collect them. As he bent into kind of a 'bunny-dip' he could feel the sense of being stared at flow through him as though he was being assessed for his looks and not his brains. Turning, holding just the tray a bashful look came on his face. It them know he felt inferior being silently judged by the 3 women glaring at him.
“Not much down there between his legs, no wonder he’s caged like most of the others.”
“I think he’s kind of cute, is this the one Mariam was talking about?”
“Yes his days of being a typical husband are on their way out….I think she mentioned something about HRT.”
“Makes sense, certainly every woman needs a housewife.”
Sam was still wondering what they meant by the acronym ‘HRT’ when he next heard them give off a humiliating laugh his way while staring at him.
Walking towards the kitchen it was all he could do to catch the glasses from falling when he saw the male on the cocktail table. He mumbled under his breath.
“Holy cow that thing must be ten inches.”
Standing barefooted the male’s hands behind his neck was posing letting the women see how hard his cock was as he held still.
From behind him he heard Mariam who slid in next to Sam to whisper in his ear as they looked at the gifted male.
“Now that’s what I call a cock…..Puts your little plaything to shame…..Hmmm baby doesn’t it?......sort of reminds you of when I took you awhile back?...you sounded so cute when you came that night.”
Another woman named Evelyn standing next to Mariam laughed out.
“He’s been penetrated by you Mariam?....why I thought only females and gays like that.”
“Most definitely penetrated ….yes Evie….deflowered by an Alpha female.”
She next imitated his sounds from that night she turned him.
“Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, I think I’m going to….ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh I think I’m going to get wet Domina.”
Evelyn added her comment after snickering.
“What would all his former rugby pals say if only they knew?”
Bellowing laughter followed by the two after Mariam gave him a playful fanny slap.
“Bring us two fresh ones dollface.”
Walking away the two stopped when they saw a woman had lifted the hem of her skirt to sit on a prone male while she conversed with 3 other females.
Evelyn looked at Mariam.
“I can think of 5 good reasons to sit on a males face, first there is the symbolism, he is literally beneath you, then there is the priorities…. your pleasure comes before his comfort. Next the sensory overload….a pussy will become his world after all it is a scientific fact our juices are addictive in nature. Number 4 is control a woman sets the pace, the pressure and the placement. I would say 5 is that it creates a habit…practice makes for a perfect pussy-pet there is nothing quite like ‘vagina worship’ to make a slave crave for more.”
Just then speaking to the crowd a woman raised her voice as Sam returned with their champagne.
Evelyn and Mariam could tell she had done her best to defy her age. Technically its called ‘onabotulinumtoxin A’ too wordy to sell on TV most people knew it simply as ‘botox’.
“Her frown lines are clearly diminished.”
“Yes Evelyn and her crows feet….why you can barely see.”
Her lips, look plump she must have used ‘Juvederm’…. I’ve tried it before if done right it really can give off the cocksucker plump lip look.”
“Hmmmm, I’ll have to keep that in mind for you know who.”
“Two volunteers needed….any women have their newbies here?”
Mariam raised her hand in the woman’s direction before looking at Sam.
“It’ll be good for you dear…..you’ll discover it’s a fine line between humility and humiliation yet the two can co-exist.”
There looked to be 9 women standing around with Evelyn and Mariam, the beefy male with the stiff cock now had Sam kneeling in front while another male was kneeling in back on the table covered by a towel. Under his bow-tie a BDSM collar in place had a dangling d-ring that Sam soon watched a small silver chain being pulled through making his neck and head move closer. At 10” the stiff cock was a few inches in front of his face occasionally bouncing off his nose.
“Shall we begin?”
The woman smiled without waiting for a response. She pulled Sam’s chain through the legs of the cock stud and did the same to the other male’s leash. The male in back took to licking the rosebud entrance as Sam was left with no choice but to suck on the large piece. His eyes would briefly look up towards Mariam before being refocused as the cock slid in deeper.
Mariam ran her hand along his leg to touch the leather of the 3” high heels he wore. She looked at Evelyn.
“Aren’t these ‘Jimmy Choo’s?....Oh I do love pink fuchsia”
Letting her hand break at the wrist she leaned in to whisper to Sam.
“Pay no mind to the gag reflex honey….. isn’t that what you use to tell me?”
He couldn’t explain why yet Sam felt the urge to feel the butt cheeks of the male he was sucking off. He hadn’t even noticed the leash chain had dropped making it appear he enjoyed giving head.
The large male turned putting his hand on the head of the one licking his rosebud.
“Get that tongue in deeper.”
A muffled ‘yes sir’ came out as the alpha male put his other hand on Sam’s head.
Evelyn whispered to Mariam.
“Uh ohhh he’s close…watch this.”
Sam’s eyes grew wide as the first blast hit the back of his throat. The 2nd spurt had some slipping out of the corners of his mouth.
While the rest of the performance was nearing its end the woman came up to Mariam.
“ I have it all on video, I’ll send you a copy…..You can keep the BDSM collar and the leash Mariam…just consider it a gift from all the other woman here, welcome to our club where women rule.”
“I must say now I know why ‘CFNM’ parties are so fun.’
Kept naked driving home Sam held his new pair of high heels. Moments earlier he saw himself on the video. After seeing the way he willingly sucked off the male no words needed to be spoken….they both knew if she hadn’t been before Mariam was now officially in charge of all aspects of the relationship and could do whatever she damn well pleased.
“I’m not being vindictive Albert….I know you’ve always considered yourself to be partners yet the facts are you’re not on any documents saying so…I’m the boss now, it’s my company and I’ve decided I’m going to have to let you go. Our business environment here is shifting away from toxic masculinity to one more in step with the times.”
The woman looked like she was winning at the game of life. It had taken her only a couple of months before she got the handle on running the business in a general way. Six months later taking command of the situation she’d decided to systematically replace any male in a position of authority with that of talented women filling the positions.
“You’re a bitch Mariam.”
“Thanks for the compliment yet Albert lets not get personal here or I may find a reason to challenge your severance package..…and to think I was going to consider offering you a clerical position.”
“What?..... like you’ve done with your husband……”
His head turned and looked out through the doorway of her office at Mariam’s husband Sam. The former owner was now sitting at a desk that had just a small vase of fresh flowers on it with a phone next to it.
“…..He’s gone from being CEO and President to an assistant secretary. He may be drinking your ‘Kool-Aid’ but I’m not.”
“Actually it’s not Kool-aid but rather smoothie mixes that have a special 'secret sauce' inside for his diet. Isn’t he developing a nice figure? I know how much you males here always liked having secretaries with big boobs that looked nice and can answer a phone.”
“And what’s with his hair and earrings? Almost over night he’s got longer hair and is wearing a ponytail….what did you call him, Jane?”
“There called hair extensions and yes it’s Jane….. he’s let me know after all these years he thinks he may be ‘Transgendered’.”
Albert left the office in a huff and grumbled out ‘ya fag’ as he passed ‘Jane’ sitting at his desk. Loud enough for him to hear Jane’s intercom had Mariam making the request.
“Hey Janie doll…..fetch me some fresh coffee will ya'…..thanks sweetie.”
End of part 6.....