Thomas 14

I was back under Kim's roof for a couple of days and nothing had changed except the color of my nail polish. Kristen and Sharlene had painted my fingers and toenails pink and between Kristen, Sharlene, Kim and Barbara, they made sure I was dressed up every single day. Skirts and blouses, dresses and hose, they even kept the fishnet body stocking that Brooke and Nicole had purchased as a joke for me.

Every day I was dressed from head to toe as a woman. Every day I had to eat food that was held or served from between their toes or their feet. Every day I was gagged with nylons and tape. They used to gag me with a few strips of tape over the mouth but lately they were using it in wraps. I was gagged with at least five wraps of duct tape a day, sometimes six or even eight wraps!

Speaking of duct tape, my junk was still wrapped in tape too. It insured I had to sit on the toilet whenever I peed and it prevented me from getting "excited" in Kristen's words. It was her friends Brooke and Nicole's idea but she loved it and insisted on keeping it up.

My gag came off that morning so I could eat toast from in between Kim's toes. Then I used my tongue to clean her smelly unwashed feet and lick butter and crumbs from between her toes. She put a fresh pair of tan nylons on afterward and I got down to kiss her feet at her request. I took the opportunity to beg and plead.

"Please Master Kim, you have to let me go! I'm begging you! Talk to Barbara and her daughter Kristen! Pretty please Master Kim! I'm freaking begging you! You can at least let me take the tape off my junk! What's the point of this? Why are you all doing this to me?!" 

"What was the point of you wearing Barbara's clothes? If you hadn't gotten caught, you wouldn't be in this mess in the first place. It's your fault, Thomas. Now be quiet and keep kissing my feet."

I finished kissing her feet. Then she stuffed my mouth with worn nylons and wrap gagged me with duct tape. I cleaned silently around the house in a black dress with a black bra, black panties, and black pantyhose on. 

Kristen stopped by that night and I was finally allowed to remove the tape. Kristen made it perfectly clear that she was only "changing" it. But she gave me the chance to remove it and shower off and clean myself. When I was dry I put all my clothes back on except for the hose.

She told me to drop my panties and I groaned into my new gag.

"Relax I've basically seen it already. Just drop your little sissy panties."

I did as she said and winced as she wrapped duct tape around my junk multiple times. She left my nuts alone but the tape around my junk alone was unpleasant enough.

I spent the rest of my night bound and gagged at the foot of Kim's bed like a dog, forced to inhale her nylon clad feet until she fell asleep. 

She ungagged me the next morning and fed me from her toes. I had toast and had to lick the butter and crumbs from between her toes when I was done eating it. Then I was forced to change into a new bra stuffed with padding, panties, an orange dress, and suntan pantyhose.

I was gagged with six worn nylons and five wraps of tape and forced to clean the house top to bottom again. I did her laundry, I dusted, I cleaned the floors, I vacuumed, I scrubbed and mopped and dried everything up when I was done.

I was so exhausted at the end that I was actually relieved Kim called me over to smell her feet on the floor near the couch where she was sitting. At least it was kind of a break. I kneeled at her feet in front of the couch and she raised them to my nose. I took deep whiffs of her sweaty, smelly, stinky nylon clad feet. She rubbed her soles up and down my nose to taunt me and pinched my nose in between her toes.

I groaned and mumbled into my gag the whole time. I was so sick of being gagged all the time and I was definitely sick of their stinking feet!

I spent the night bound and gagged at the foot of Kim's bed again. But the next day, Kristen had a surprise visitor for me. First she made sure I was dressed. After breakfast, I had to put on a black bra stuffed with padding, a black thong, and the black fishnet body stocking. She did not give me anything to put on over the stocking. I felt so exposed and totally humiliated.

Then she invited my guest over. Erin was waiting for her call to come and see me that day. She wanted to see how I lived on a daily basis. After she got over her initial laughter at my attire, she asked me how I was. I grunted through my gag.

Kristen decided I should go to the bathroom before her and Erin went out. I went into the bathroom, pulled down my body stocking and panties, and sat. Once I was seated, I grunted to let Kristen know. She opened the door and Erin gasped. 

"Oh man just when I thought he couldn't sink any lower. You've really robbed him of his manhood and dignity." 

"That's not all. I taped his junk. I wrapped it with tape. I got the idea from Brooke and Nicole. It will stop him from getting excited and it also makes it that he has no choice but to sit down to pee."

Erin starting laughing again. "Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse."

I finished up and they gave me some privacy to pull the panties up and the fishnet bodystocking.

"Look how adorable he is" Erin said. "He's a little fishnet fairy. Hey that's a good nickname." I sobbed into my tight tape gag. "Aw it's ok Thomas. Don't cry or sob. Like I said last time you must have wanted this to get caught dressing up in Barbara's clothing." I couldn't argue or defend myself so I continued to let Erin verbally humiliate me until they went out.

Another week passed and Kristen and Sharlene came over to change the tape again and paint my toe and fingernails.

They let me shower and go to the bathroom quickly before Kristen replaced the tape on my junk and gagged me with Kim's worn nylons and tape.

I put on a bra stuffed with padding, panties, a purple sundress and black pantyhose. But before I put the hose on they painted my toes and fingers purple to match my dress.

I had to clean up around Kim's place again. Dan and Bill showed up an hour later to drop in on me and see how I was holding up. I grunted and mumbled into my tape gag.

"Can you come clean my house next?" Bill joked.

I let out a furious grunt through my gag.

"What's that? I can't understand a word you're saying with that gag on."

I grunted even more than that. 

"I can't imagine what it's like to be gagged all the time" Dan said. "He can't even speak up or defend himself. It must suck being robbed of your speech 24/7."

I sobbed into my gag as Dan reminded me of my predicament.

This went on for another week before Kristen offered me a deal.

"I will let you out of the duct tape but instead, you have to wear a chastity device."

She showed me the device and it wasn't much different than my current situation but it looked slightly more comfortable than the tape. So I agreed to it. Soon my junk was free from duct tape but locked in a pink chastity device.

There was no reason that Kristen had to lock me in this thing. This was all about dominance and control. And I was helpless to stop them. I just continued to clean and serve, massage and worship their feet. I had no other choice. When would it end?