Adam Part 2
Dani skipped class the rest of the day so we could go home and she could dress me up. I put on a trainer bra, white cotton panties, a white button up shirt, a black skirt, and black pantyhose with reinforced toe.
"I have an essay due in a few days. I figured since your going to be spending a lot of time indoors you can do my homework and essays and reports for me."
She got everything all set up at her computer desk and told me what to do. Then she left the room for a minute and came back with a dirty sock and tape.
"I don't have to gag you but I love the ways it looks and it'll help remind you who is in charge." She gagged me and then used a pair of ankle cuffs to cuff my feet to the legs of her desk chair. I typed up her essay in silence. Everytime I tried to move my legs the cuffs prevented me and it reminded me I was nothing more than a helpless prisoner.
She came in when I was done and reviewed my work. "Good job" she said and patted my head like a dog. I groaned into my gag. She uncuffed my ankles and said "would you like to be tied up in the guest room again or do you prefer to do my chores for me?"
I couldn't answer because of the gag so I pointed to her dirty clothes on the floor and she understood. I did her laundry for her, made her bed, cleaned up around the house. She made me keep the gag on so I couldn't whine or complain.
At night she let me take the gag off and eat something. "We're going to have to do something about your hair. If you're going to be wearing dresses and skirts and hosiery you'll have to start shaving your body."
I could tell she was serious and at this point I was too weak and tired to protest. After dinner I went alone into the bathroom and shaved my arms, legs, and chest. She gave me lotion afterwards so my skin wouldn't get too dry since it was my first shave.
Then she gave me an old pair of silk pajamas and some tan nylons to wear underneath it. I wore this to bed much to my chagrin. She teased me about gagging me again but she let me sleep gag free this time. I wouldn't be as lucky in the near future.
The next day I had to make breakfast for her before she went to school. She had me change from the pajamas to a black dress and the tan nylons from the night before. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Dani asked.
"What?"
"In the guest room. I can't trust you alone while I'm at school. You might disobey my orders or try to find your old clothes. I hid them well by the way. So I wouldn't even try finding them. I'll give them to you when you're ready to have them back."
I didn't think she was totally serious about tying me up every time she went to school but she was. She cuffed my hands behind my back and made sure they weren't too tight but tight enough that I couldn't slip my hands out of them. Once my hands were taken care of she used rope to bind my ankles. But something was missing. She produced a dirty sock and told me to open nice and wide.
"Does the sock have to be worn and dirty?" I asked.
"Not really" she said. "But I enjoy seeing the look on your face when it goes inside your mouth."
She crammed her dirty sock in with force and duct taped my mouth shut. Then she waved goodbye and went to school. I spent hours bound and gagged unable to escape. I couldn't move, I couldn't walk around because of my bound ankles, I couldn't speak thanks to my tape gag. So I laid there for hours waiting for her or someone to come back and untie me.
I spent a lot of time staring at my nylon feet. I could see the purple nail polish through the stockings and it made me feel so ridiculous, like I had been robbed of my manhood and my dignity. But even though I'd never admit it to Dani, I was enjoying wearing girls clothes. I just didn't like the fact that I was being tied up and gagged and held against my will. And I didn't like that I was being forced into it.
I heard someone come in hours later through the front door and I started screaming through my gag.
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmmmph! MMMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!!!"
The door to the guest room opened and Dani was standing in the doorway with her mom.
"Hi Adam" her mom said. "Dani told me all about you. Nice dress. I think you have a little run in your pantyhose hehe." She tickled one of my feet as she pointed to the run in the foot of my stockings. "How long is Adam staying here?"
"Indefinitely." I sobbed when she said that.
I spent the rest of the day doing her chores after she let me eat and use the bathroom. I had to do her homework in silence since she gagged me while I was doing it for her. Then at the end of the night she sat down with a bottle of nail polish.
"I was nice enough to paint your nails for you so now you can return the favor." I still had my gag on so I groaned as I accepted the bottle of red nail polish and painted her fingers and toes.
When they were dry she wiggled her toes and said "I could really go for a foot massage right about now."
I grunted and moaned again but before I knew it I was rubbing and massaging her soles and arches and carassing her toes. Her moans of pleasure let me know I was doing a decent job and in some strange way I was pleased that she was satisfied with my work.
"Ohhh yesss that feels so damn good. We're going to have to do this every night now."
I lowered my head and sobbed through my gag again. This was sheer humiliation.
"Oh cheer up Adam. It could be worse. You could be rubbing my moms feet. They reek! Maybe I'll make you massage them if you don't do what I say." I was quiet after that.
I slept gagged in the guest room again. In the morning I made her breakfast and my gag came off so I could eat. I used the bathroom and changed into a new training bra, cotton panties, blouse, skirt, and beige pantyhose.
"Do you really have to tie me up again?"
"Of course I do. Now come on. I have to go to school."
My hands were cuffed behind my back, ankles tied together, a worn sock stuffed inside my mouth and then my mouth was taped and she was gone. A few hours later I heard the door open and assumed she left early. But it was actually her sister Megan.
She opened the door and burst out in laughter. "Dani told me about you but I had to see it for myself. I can't believe you got caught trying on her clothes. Well I guess the punishment fits the crime. It suits you right you freaking weirdo."
I turned red. "Grrmmph. Mmmph. Mmmmmmhhfff."
"What's that Adam? Sorry but I promised my sister that I wouldn't take your gag off. Oh is it true she's using her worn socks to gag you with?"
"Mmhm" I grunted and nodded my head.
"That's so gross! Hahahahaha. Well I hope you enjoy the taste. Maybe I'll put some of my dirty socks aside for her to use on you too. Sound good?"
I grunted and shook my head no.
Dani came home after school and unlocked the cuffs and untied my ankles so I could use the bathroom. I had to do her homework and give her another foot massage.
This went on for weeks. I got used to the routine but that doesn't mean I enjoyed it. I was allowed to take my gag off every morning. I went to the bathroom, made breakfast, ate, changed into whichever clothes she picked out for me. Then I was bound and gagged until she got home from school.
Every day I would sit at her desk and do her homework for her. I was gagged the whole time so I couldn't complain or talk back. The gag tasted so gross and it made me feel totally helpless. A gag can be very frustrating. You can't speak up or defend yourself. You can't express yourself. You can only grunt and moan and mumble and hope that someone can understand what you're mumbling.
On weekends I was dressed up and usually just gagged while I did her chores, painted her nails, rubbed her feet, did her weekend homework assignments. One weekend she tied me up because her friends were coming over. They crammed into the guest room just to get a look at me and have a laugh at my expense. Mallory kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the bed next to me. We were head to toe and she made sure to rest her feet right near my face so her toes were practically touching my nose.
"I hope my feet don't smell too bad" Mallory said. "I ran a few miles today in these socks."
"It's ok he loves feet" Dani said. "He rubs my feet every night for me."
"Really? I would love a foot massage some time" Jessica said.
"I'm sure he won't mind. Next time when he's not all tied up and gagged."
Allie snuck around to the foot of the bed and scratched my soles with her nails. "Kootchie kootchie koo" she taunted me. I squealed through my gag.
"He's very ticklish" Allie pointed out.
"Good to know. If he doesn't do what I say I'll tickle his brains out."
The girls teased me and tickled me on and off for a few hours. Then they went home. But it wouldn't be the last time I would see them. They asked Dani if they could come around more often to see me. She even planned out a sleepover for one weekend so they could spend the night.
"I have an essay due in a few days. I figured since your going to be spending a lot of time indoors you can do my homework and essays and reports for me."
She got everything all set up at her computer desk and told me what to do. Then she left the room for a minute and came back with a dirty sock and tape.
"I don't have to gag you but I love the ways it looks and it'll help remind you who is in charge." She gagged me and then used a pair of ankle cuffs to cuff my feet to the legs of her desk chair. I typed up her essay in silence. Everytime I tried to move my legs the cuffs prevented me and it reminded me I was nothing more than a helpless prisoner.
She came in when I was done and reviewed my work. "Good job" she said and patted my head like a dog. I groaned into my gag. She uncuffed my ankles and said "would you like to be tied up in the guest room again or do you prefer to do my chores for me?"
I couldn't answer because of the gag so I pointed to her dirty clothes on the floor and she understood. I did her laundry for her, made her bed, cleaned up around the house. She made me keep the gag on so I couldn't whine or complain.
At night she let me take the gag off and eat something. "We're going to have to do something about your hair. If you're going to be wearing dresses and skirts and hosiery you'll have to start shaving your body."
I could tell she was serious and at this point I was too weak and tired to protest. After dinner I went alone into the bathroom and shaved my arms, legs, and chest. She gave me lotion afterwards so my skin wouldn't get too dry since it was my first shave.
Then she gave me an old pair of silk pajamas and some tan nylons to wear underneath it. I wore this to bed much to my chagrin. She teased me about gagging me again but she let me sleep gag free this time. I wouldn't be as lucky in the near future.
The next day I had to make breakfast for her before she went to school. She had me change from the pajamas to a black dress and the tan nylons from the night before. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Dani asked.
"What?"
"In the guest room. I can't trust you alone while I'm at school. You might disobey my orders or try to find your old clothes. I hid them well by the way. So I wouldn't even try finding them. I'll give them to you when you're ready to have them back."
I didn't think she was totally serious about tying me up every time she went to school but she was. She cuffed my hands behind my back and made sure they weren't too tight but tight enough that I couldn't slip my hands out of them. Once my hands were taken care of she used rope to bind my ankles. But something was missing. She produced a dirty sock and told me to open nice and wide.
"Does the sock have to be worn and dirty?" I asked.
"Not really" she said. "But I enjoy seeing the look on your face when it goes inside your mouth."
She crammed her dirty sock in with force and duct taped my mouth shut. Then she waved goodbye and went to school. I spent hours bound and gagged unable to escape. I couldn't move, I couldn't walk around because of my bound ankles, I couldn't speak thanks to my tape gag. So I laid there for hours waiting for her or someone to come back and untie me.
I spent a lot of time staring at my nylon feet. I could see the purple nail polish through the stockings and it made me feel so ridiculous, like I had been robbed of my manhood and my dignity. But even though I'd never admit it to Dani, I was enjoying wearing girls clothes. I just didn't like the fact that I was being tied up and gagged and held against my will. And I didn't like that I was being forced into it.
I heard someone come in hours later through the front door and I started screaming through my gag.
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmmmph! MMMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!!!"
The door to the guest room opened and Dani was standing in the doorway with her mom.
"Hi Adam" her mom said. "Dani told me all about you. Nice dress. I think you have a little run in your pantyhose hehe." She tickled one of my feet as she pointed to the run in the foot of my stockings. "How long is Adam staying here?"
"Indefinitely." I sobbed when she said that.
I spent the rest of the day doing her chores after she let me eat and use the bathroom. I had to do her homework in silence since she gagged me while I was doing it for her. Then at the end of the night she sat down with a bottle of nail polish.
"I was nice enough to paint your nails for you so now you can return the favor." I still had my gag on so I groaned as I accepted the bottle of red nail polish and painted her fingers and toes.
When they were dry she wiggled her toes and said "I could really go for a foot massage right about now."
I grunted and moaned again but before I knew it I was rubbing and massaging her soles and arches and carassing her toes. Her moans of pleasure let me know I was doing a decent job and in some strange way I was pleased that she was satisfied with my work.
"Ohhh yesss that feels so damn good. We're going to have to do this every night now."
I lowered my head and sobbed through my gag again. This was sheer humiliation.
"Oh cheer up Adam. It could be worse. You could be rubbing my moms feet. They reek! Maybe I'll make you massage them if you don't do what I say." I was quiet after that.
I slept gagged in the guest room again. In the morning I made her breakfast and my gag came off so I could eat. I used the bathroom and changed into a new training bra, cotton panties, blouse, skirt, and beige pantyhose.
"Do you really have to tie me up again?"
"Of course I do. Now come on. I have to go to school."
My hands were cuffed behind my back, ankles tied together, a worn sock stuffed inside my mouth and then my mouth was taped and she was gone. A few hours later I heard the door open and assumed she left early. But it was actually her sister Megan.
She opened the door and burst out in laughter. "Dani told me about you but I had to see it for myself. I can't believe you got caught trying on her clothes. Well I guess the punishment fits the crime. It suits you right you freaking weirdo."
I turned red. "Grrmmph. Mmmph. Mmmmmmhhfff."
"What's that Adam? Sorry but I promised my sister that I wouldn't take your gag off. Oh is it true she's using her worn socks to gag you with?"
"Mmhm" I grunted and nodded my head.
"That's so gross! Hahahahaha. Well I hope you enjoy the taste. Maybe I'll put some of my dirty socks aside for her to use on you too. Sound good?"
I grunted and shook my head no.
Dani came home after school and unlocked the cuffs and untied my ankles so I could use the bathroom. I had to do her homework and give her another foot massage.
This went on for weeks. I got used to the routine but that doesn't mean I enjoyed it. I was allowed to take my gag off every morning. I went to the bathroom, made breakfast, ate, changed into whichever clothes she picked out for me. Then I was bound and gagged until she got home from school.
Every day I would sit at her desk and do her homework for her. I was gagged the whole time so I couldn't complain or talk back. The gag tasted so gross and it made me feel totally helpless. A gag can be very frustrating. You can't speak up or defend yourself. You can't express yourself. You can only grunt and moan and mumble and hope that someone can understand what you're mumbling.
On weekends I was dressed up and usually just gagged while I did her chores, painted her nails, rubbed her feet, did her weekend homework assignments. One weekend she tied me up because her friends were coming over. They crammed into the guest room just to get a look at me and have a laugh at my expense. Mallory kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the bed next to me. We were head to toe and she made sure to rest her feet right near my face so her toes were practically touching my nose.
"I hope my feet don't smell too bad" Mallory said. "I ran a few miles today in these socks."
"It's ok he loves feet" Dani said. "He rubs my feet every night for me."
"Really? I would love a foot massage some time" Jessica said.
"I'm sure he won't mind. Next time when he's not all tied up and gagged."
Allie snuck around to the foot of the bed and scratched my soles with her nails. "Kootchie kootchie koo" she taunted me. I squealed through my gag.
"He's very ticklish" Allie pointed out.
"Good to know. If he doesn't do what I say I'll tickle his brains out."
The girls teased me and tickled me on and off for a few hours. Then they went home. But it wouldn't be the last time I would see them. They asked Dani if they could come around more often to see me. She even planned out a sleepover for one weekend so they could spend the night.
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