The female of the species is deadlier than the male. part 3
Posted: 04 Nov 2024, 06:56
Vicky Valient the drag artist phone Janet to say he had arranged a few nice surprises for Joe. His friends were so disgusted with what Joe did to Janet, they had arranged the surprises. Even their wives and girlfriends got in on the act. Janet asked what the surprises were but Vicky said it would be better if Joe told her himself if and when he got home. Janet laughed and had to accept it.
Under the cover of darkness, Joe managed to escape Brighton. A couple of times, a police car drove by and by the time he realised it was the police, they had passed him. Two hours later he was only three miles from Brighton. His legs were aching and his feet hurt, but he couldn’t take these six-inch heeled shoes off and walk in bare feet.
The sun was starting to rise and Joe was deep in the countryside by now. A couple of cars went by. Joe tried thumbing a lift. He had no luck. Eventually a lorry pulled up and the driver shouted “Hop in darling” Joe climbed in. The short tight skirt rode up revealing his panties while he did it. Tugging the skirt down, Joe eased himself onto the seat and fastened the seat belt. He thought it was a bit strange as the buckle seemed to be larger than normal and had two wires leading to it. “My governor thought of this. If there is a weight on the seat, the gear box will not engage until the seat belt is connected”. Joe put the seat belt on and it slid back holding him tight.
Joe heard two clicks, one from the seat belt buckle and one from somewhere below. The driver started the lorry off and away they went. Joe noticed the lorry driver had turned off from the direction he needed to be going. “Stop, mate. I need to get out” Joe shouted. The driver took no notice of him. The speed increased. Joe thought he would try to jump out at the first chance but found the buckle was locked on and furthermore, he could not pull the seat belt out to slacken it off. He was held fast. “I expect to have a reward for this. In hope you are good, darling. I know a quiet little spot where we can have some fun. Do you like bondage?” Joe was panicking.
The driver, a burley man showed Joe coils of rope. Joe was struggling. Of all the people to pick him up, he had to find a gay man while he was dressed like a tart. Joe told him he was a man who had been stitched up. The driver said “Not dressed like that. Your too well dressed to be a man. I don’t think you are. That is a very sexy and inviting outfit. Anyway, even if you are, which I will find out. You have a lovely mouth and I hope I will be breaking your pussy in. I’m going to leave you tied to a tree until I have finished my drops. I can just imagine lifting those legs to help myself to your pussy. Of course, you will need to be gagged.” He pulled up and Joe looked at an open space with some trees. The driver released the locks on the seat belt and Joe climbed out and slipped his shoes off and ran as fast as he could. The lorry drove off, the driver chuckling to himself. He would tell Vicky as soon as he stopped.
Putting the shoes back on, Joe headed for the main road again. He hadn’t been walking for long when a small coach pulled up. Joe thought he was safe. It was full of nuns. “I can’t go wrong here” he thought. One of the nuns came out and told him that “Mother Superior suggested you look down on your luck so we must give you a lift” Joe said “thank you”, then climbed aboard.
Right at the far end, there was a seat next to the Mother Superior. He went and sat down and thanked her. She asked what he was doing dressed as a lady of the night. He said it was his stag do and they left him like this. Mother Superior didn’t react, even though she, along with the other knew the real reason, as they were the wives and girlfriends of the drag artists. As soon as the coach started off, Mother Superior took out a strap on dildo. “Well. It’s just not your day is it. We are all lesbians who like to get even with men. There is twenty of us who will punish you. Driver, you know where to take up so we can initiate the ceremony. Have the ropes ready. We can leave her there so others can enjoy taking her” Joe watched all the others taking out dildos. Jack started shouting, “Let me go”.
As soon as the coach stopped, Joe ran as fast as his shoes would let him. The girls on the coach sat there laughing, but at least Joe only had a mile to go to get home. Along the way, a lot of people stared, laughed, and pointed at him. He knocked at the door of their house, and Janet took her time answering the door. Eventually she did let him in. People had been stopping to mock him. They all knew what had happened.
While Janet sat down and spoke, Sarah made the tea. “Well, you can either get out, or obey my rules. What is your choice?” Joe begged to be forgiven. Janet wasn’t sure. He had betrayed her. Joe said he would do anything. Noticing he was nearly ready to collapse, she told him to go and sleep in the spare bed room. This was the smallest room but had a complete wall of wardrobes.
Joe went up and laid down. He soon fell fast asleep. He was worn out. Sylvia dropped in. “I don’t think he should get away with it. Divorce him. Janet said she still loved him, but wants to get even without having an affair.
The three sat round with a coffee each. Sarah said he looked good in that outfit. She will miss the fun when it al goes straight again. Janet agreed. Sylvia came in next, “Why let him ff that easily. There are people queuing for his job so I can make any rules that you want” Janet asked, “Like what?” Sylvia said nothing but just looked. Sarah said, “Keep him in skirts. Get rid of his male clothing. You make the rules in future” Sylvia came back with, “Yes, I will nip down to Brighton and buy one of those maid’s uniforms from Charlotte. He can be your maid when he gets home and do all the housework and you can take it easy. I will send a message that in future only skirts and dresses are to be worn in the office. The girls will love making his life a misery”. Janet asked about Mary, “She will get a new contract and part of it will be to ensure his makeup is perfect” Sylvia replied. Sarah said “She hates crossdressers” “That’s what makes it more fun for us. We can see the pair being punished. Part of our rules are no fraternising with other members of staff. She broke that rule. There is no other work about so if she doesn’t like it, she can leave” The three of them laughed.
Just then Joe came back into the room. “What are you doing here Sylvia?” “I came to tell you that a lot of firms have closed down. I am making a rule that only skirts or dresses may be worn in the office. You can always leave, but there is no work about” Joe bulked and the Janet said, “I am getting rid of your male clothes. You will only wear skirts or dresses in future. You can go if you want to, but if you stay, you can forget about wearing trousers in future. When you get home and at weekends, you will become my maid and do all the housework”
Joe asked what choice he had. Janet said “None. I will choose your outfits”. Joe begged her not to do it. Janet said he could leave if he wants to. Joe fell quiet. He was beaten. If he left, she would get everything. Janet went on, “It will be nice seeing Joan again” Joe was stuck
The following day, the Saturday, Joe cooked a nice meal while Janet sat round. “This is the life” she said. Sarah joined them. Joe had to wait hand and foot on them. By the time the evening had come, Joe was too tired to argue.
Sunday came so Janet and Sarah went to Janet’s shop to pick up some skirts and dresses for Joe as well as all the undies he would need. They dropped his male clothes off into a safety storage warehouse. Sylvia phoned. She had got the maid’s dress. Janet invited her to dinner.
Joe begged Janet to get the heavy breasts off of him. Janet said she liked her maid to have big breasts. “It makes Joan look homely".
When Janet and Sarah got back, Janet told him his clothes were in storage and he would have to earn them. She never said which one of five warehouses they were in. “They will only give the clothes back to me so if anything happens to me, you will never se your clothes again”. Sylvia turned up. Joe was ordered to put the maid’s uniform on while they went to the pub. He could cook all three of them a nice meal. When they got back, Joe was in the maid’s dress. It was warmer than that miniskirt.
To try and win Janet round, joe thanked her by calling her mistress and the other two miss. This caused them much merriment, especially when he curtsied. Janet told him, the small spare room was his in future. “We can’t have dalliances with our servants can we. Especially maids. I will have it decorated in a nice pink with lots of feminine lace for you”. Sylvia gave him his new contract. He read it and complained. Sylvia said she would get his cards ready for him if he wants to leave. “But don’t forget there is no work about”. Joe read also saw that Mary was to fix his makeup every time he needed it. Joe was crying by now. “Please Janet, can’t we talk this over?” Janet said there was nothing to talk over. He has got his place. He made his bed and should lie in it.
Joe was hoping Janet was joking. Unfortunately, she wasn’t. It was a nice warm day but windy. Janet selected a light cotton dress that flared from the waist and ended about four inches above his knee. Je had to go through with it if he was to win Janet back. Joe asked if she would unglue his cock which was still stuck between his legs. Janet said she liked the look, and the toilet is nice and clean now he has to sit to pee.
Joe went to look for the car keys. “Oh no, you go by bus” Janet said and gave home the fare money. As he left the house, the wind blew and lifted the skirt so his panties were revealed. Joe knew he was in for a rough day. Janet laughed at his predicament. “You’ll be chased down the road in that outfit” Joe said that was it. That was the final straw he was leaving. “You will still have to go out int that dress as you have no other clothes” Joe was crest fallen. Just then Sylvia turned up in her car.
“I thought I would take Jean in as it was a bit far for her to walk in four-inch heeled shoes” Janet shoved Joe into the car. “Put up with it today and I might, just might, unstick your breasts and cock. Depending on what Sylvia tells me, I might forgive you” Joe went rather nervously into the factory.
Sylvia told her foreman about Joe and he said he would tell the men to either make his life a misery, or ignore the fact he will be in a dress. When Sylvia and Joe got to the factory, The wind had got up again. Rushing from the car to the office door saw the dress blown up several times revealing his stocking tops and panties. Several men laughed and wolf whistled him. Joe went red.
In the office, all the girls, except Mary were in trousers. “Mary, if you want to keep your job, you will have to keep an eye on Joan and make sure her make up is perfect” Mary protested until Sylvia said she had broken her company rule so she can collect her cards. “But I can’t stand cross dressers” she cried. “That is not my problem. Make your mind up”
All day long the girls in the office made Joe’s life (and Mary’s) a misery. They kept telling her his makeup needs fixing and lifting his dress and remarking what lovely panties he was wearing. When he went into the workshop, the men laughed at him and wolf whistled him. In the mean-time, Janet had retrieved his clothes from the storage warehouse and put them back in his wardrobe.
Sylvia ran him home and told Janet what he had been through. “If you can suffer all that for me, then you must love me”. Janet softened and gave him the necessary glue dissolvent to unstick his cock and the breasts plus the earrings. She had forgiven him. Joe was grateful and that night they had a good session in bed. But they never had sex. It took a few days for Joe to get his cock working a properly again. When it did, he made up for lost time. He thought everything was back to normal until after one hectic session in bed, Janet said “You know, I really miss Jane”
Joe woke up to find his maid's uniform waiting for him and a note "We are going to Brighton for a holiday at Christmas to meet the others. You will need this outfit Jane"
Under the cover of darkness, Joe managed to escape Brighton. A couple of times, a police car drove by and by the time he realised it was the police, they had passed him. Two hours later he was only three miles from Brighton. His legs were aching and his feet hurt, but he couldn’t take these six-inch heeled shoes off and walk in bare feet.
The sun was starting to rise and Joe was deep in the countryside by now. A couple of cars went by. Joe tried thumbing a lift. He had no luck. Eventually a lorry pulled up and the driver shouted “Hop in darling” Joe climbed in. The short tight skirt rode up revealing his panties while he did it. Tugging the skirt down, Joe eased himself onto the seat and fastened the seat belt. He thought it was a bit strange as the buckle seemed to be larger than normal and had two wires leading to it. “My governor thought of this. If there is a weight on the seat, the gear box will not engage until the seat belt is connected”. Joe put the seat belt on and it slid back holding him tight.
Joe heard two clicks, one from the seat belt buckle and one from somewhere below. The driver started the lorry off and away they went. Joe noticed the lorry driver had turned off from the direction he needed to be going. “Stop, mate. I need to get out” Joe shouted. The driver took no notice of him. The speed increased. Joe thought he would try to jump out at the first chance but found the buckle was locked on and furthermore, he could not pull the seat belt out to slacken it off. He was held fast. “I expect to have a reward for this. In hope you are good, darling. I know a quiet little spot where we can have some fun. Do you like bondage?” Joe was panicking.
The driver, a burley man showed Joe coils of rope. Joe was struggling. Of all the people to pick him up, he had to find a gay man while he was dressed like a tart. Joe told him he was a man who had been stitched up. The driver said “Not dressed like that. Your too well dressed to be a man. I don’t think you are. That is a very sexy and inviting outfit. Anyway, even if you are, which I will find out. You have a lovely mouth and I hope I will be breaking your pussy in. I’m going to leave you tied to a tree until I have finished my drops. I can just imagine lifting those legs to help myself to your pussy. Of course, you will need to be gagged.” He pulled up and Joe looked at an open space with some trees. The driver released the locks on the seat belt and Joe climbed out and slipped his shoes off and ran as fast as he could. The lorry drove off, the driver chuckling to himself. He would tell Vicky as soon as he stopped.
Putting the shoes back on, Joe headed for the main road again. He hadn’t been walking for long when a small coach pulled up. Joe thought he was safe. It was full of nuns. “I can’t go wrong here” he thought. One of the nuns came out and told him that “Mother Superior suggested you look down on your luck so we must give you a lift” Joe said “thank you”, then climbed aboard.
Right at the far end, there was a seat next to the Mother Superior. He went and sat down and thanked her. She asked what he was doing dressed as a lady of the night. He said it was his stag do and they left him like this. Mother Superior didn’t react, even though she, along with the other knew the real reason, as they were the wives and girlfriends of the drag artists. As soon as the coach started off, Mother Superior took out a strap on dildo. “Well. It’s just not your day is it. We are all lesbians who like to get even with men. There is twenty of us who will punish you. Driver, you know where to take up so we can initiate the ceremony. Have the ropes ready. We can leave her there so others can enjoy taking her” Joe watched all the others taking out dildos. Jack started shouting, “Let me go”.
As soon as the coach stopped, Joe ran as fast as his shoes would let him. The girls on the coach sat there laughing, but at least Joe only had a mile to go to get home. Along the way, a lot of people stared, laughed, and pointed at him. He knocked at the door of their house, and Janet took her time answering the door. Eventually she did let him in. People had been stopping to mock him. They all knew what had happened.
While Janet sat down and spoke, Sarah made the tea. “Well, you can either get out, or obey my rules. What is your choice?” Joe begged to be forgiven. Janet wasn’t sure. He had betrayed her. Joe said he would do anything. Noticing he was nearly ready to collapse, she told him to go and sleep in the spare bed room. This was the smallest room but had a complete wall of wardrobes.
Joe went up and laid down. He soon fell fast asleep. He was worn out. Sylvia dropped in. “I don’t think he should get away with it. Divorce him. Janet said she still loved him, but wants to get even without having an affair.
The three sat round with a coffee each. Sarah said he looked good in that outfit. She will miss the fun when it al goes straight again. Janet agreed. Sylvia came in next, “Why let him ff that easily. There are people queuing for his job so I can make any rules that you want” Janet asked, “Like what?” Sylvia said nothing but just looked. Sarah said, “Keep him in skirts. Get rid of his male clothing. You make the rules in future” Sylvia came back with, “Yes, I will nip down to Brighton and buy one of those maid’s uniforms from Charlotte. He can be your maid when he gets home and do all the housework and you can take it easy. I will send a message that in future only skirts and dresses are to be worn in the office. The girls will love making his life a misery”. Janet asked about Mary, “She will get a new contract and part of it will be to ensure his makeup is perfect” Sylvia replied. Sarah said “She hates crossdressers” “That’s what makes it more fun for us. We can see the pair being punished. Part of our rules are no fraternising with other members of staff. She broke that rule. There is no other work about so if she doesn’t like it, she can leave” The three of them laughed.
Just then Joe came back into the room. “What are you doing here Sylvia?” “I came to tell you that a lot of firms have closed down. I am making a rule that only skirts or dresses may be worn in the office. You can always leave, but there is no work about” Joe bulked and the Janet said, “I am getting rid of your male clothes. You will only wear skirts or dresses in future. You can go if you want to, but if you stay, you can forget about wearing trousers in future. When you get home and at weekends, you will become my maid and do all the housework”
Joe asked what choice he had. Janet said “None. I will choose your outfits”. Joe begged her not to do it. Janet said he could leave if he wants to. Joe fell quiet. He was beaten. If he left, she would get everything. Janet went on, “It will be nice seeing Joan again” Joe was stuck
The following day, the Saturday, Joe cooked a nice meal while Janet sat round. “This is the life” she said. Sarah joined them. Joe had to wait hand and foot on them. By the time the evening had come, Joe was too tired to argue.
Sunday came so Janet and Sarah went to Janet’s shop to pick up some skirts and dresses for Joe as well as all the undies he would need. They dropped his male clothes off into a safety storage warehouse. Sylvia phoned. She had got the maid’s dress. Janet invited her to dinner.
Joe begged Janet to get the heavy breasts off of him. Janet said she liked her maid to have big breasts. “It makes Joan look homely".
When Janet and Sarah got back, Janet told him his clothes were in storage and he would have to earn them. She never said which one of five warehouses they were in. “They will only give the clothes back to me so if anything happens to me, you will never se your clothes again”. Sylvia turned up. Joe was ordered to put the maid’s uniform on while they went to the pub. He could cook all three of them a nice meal. When they got back, Joe was in the maid’s dress. It was warmer than that miniskirt.
To try and win Janet round, joe thanked her by calling her mistress and the other two miss. This caused them much merriment, especially when he curtsied. Janet told him, the small spare room was his in future. “We can’t have dalliances with our servants can we. Especially maids. I will have it decorated in a nice pink with lots of feminine lace for you”. Sylvia gave him his new contract. He read it and complained. Sylvia said she would get his cards ready for him if he wants to leave. “But don’t forget there is no work about”. Joe read also saw that Mary was to fix his makeup every time he needed it. Joe was crying by now. “Please Janet, can’t we talk this over?” Janet said there was nothing to talk over. He has got his place. He made his bed and should lie in it.
Joe was hoping Janet was joking. Unfortunately, she wasn’t. It was a nice warm day but windy. Janet selected a light cotton dress that flared from the waist and ended about four inches above his knee. Je had to go through with it if he was to win Janet back. Joe asked if she would unglue his cock which was still stuck between his legs. Janet said she liked the look, and the toilet is nice and clean now he has to sit to pee.
Joe went to look for the car keys. “Oh no, you go by bus” Janet said and gave home the fare money. As he left the house, the wind blew and lifted the skirt so his panties were revealed. Joe knew he was in for a rough day. Janet laughed at his predicament. “You’ll be chased down the road in that outfit” Joe said that was it. That was the final straw he was leaving. “You will still have to go out int that dress as you have no other clothes” Joe was crest fallen. Just then Sylvia turned up in her car.
“I thought I would take Jean in as it was a bit far for her to walk in four-inch heeled shoes” Janet shoved Joe into the car. “Put up with it today and I might, just might, unstick your breasts and cock. Depending on what Sylvia tells me, I might forgive you” Joe went rather nervously into the factory.
Sylvia told her foreman about Joe and he said he would tell the men to either make his life a misery, or ignore the fact he will be in a dress. When Sylvia and Joe got to the factory, The wind had got up again. Rushing from the car to the office door saw the dress blown up several times revealing his stocking tops and panties. Several men laughed and wolf whistled him. Joe went red.
In the office, all the girls, except Mary were in trousers. “Mary, if you want to keep your job, you will have to keep an eye on Joan and make sure her make up is perfect” Mary protested until Sylvia said she had broken her company rule so she can collect her cards. “But I can’t stand cross dressers” she cried. “That is not my problem. Make your mind up”
All day long the girls in the office made Joe’s life (and Mary’s) a misery. They kept telling her his makeup needs fixing and lifting his dress and remarking what lovely panties he was wearing. When he went into the workshop, the men laughed at him and wolf whistled him. In the mean-time, Janet had retrieved his clothes from the storage warehouse and put them back in his wardrobe.
Sylvia ran him home and told Janet what he had been through. “If you can suffer all that for me, then you must love me”. Janet softened and gave him the necessary glue dissolvent to unstick his cock and the breasts plus the earrings. She had forgiven him. Joe was grateful and that night they had a good session in bed. But they never had sex. It took a few days for Joe to get his cock working a properly again. When it did, he made up for lost time. He thought everything was back to normal until after one hectic session in bed, Janet said “You know, I really miss Jane”
Joe woke up to find his maid's uniform waiting for him and a note "We are going to Brighton for a holiday at Christmas to meet the others. You will need this outfit Jane"