Adam 4

"Cootchie cootchie coo" Dani taunted me as she tickled my stockinged feet to wake me up. "Cootchie cootchie coo. Cootchie cootchie coo." I freaking hated when she did that. I let out a furious grunt from my gag. "Oh lighten up Adam" she said. "So we should discuss something. You have been here since September and your parents haven't invited you back. It's almost April. If they don't tell you to come home by the summertime, I'm afraid you're going to be stuck with me."

I hoped and prayed my parents would invite me back home before the summer. I had nowhere else to stay. And Dani knew it which is why she was taking advantage of the situation. 

When April came around, I found myself alone one weekend. Dani was out with her friends. Megan was out too. And her mom was away for work. I was handcuffed and ankle cuffed and ballgagged in the guest room. I was wearing a bra stuffed with padding, panties, a red sleeveless dress with straps, and brown pantyhose. My nails were painted red.

I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted out of there. I couldn't stand being bound and gagged every single day. I couldn't stand being dressed like a "pantyhose wearing sissy" as her sister called me. 

I kicked and thrashed around on the bed. I tugged and pulled at the cuffs and grunted furiously into my gag. I made as much noise as the ballgag allowed. I heard the front door open and continued to beg and plead through my gag.

The door opened. It wasn't Dani or Megan. It was one of her neighbors, Allie. Allie went to school with us. She was in our grade.

"Adam? Is that you? Oh man, what has Dani done to you? I heard you dropped out of school. Is this where you've been all this time?"

"MMHM!" I grunted into my gag. 

"Do you want me to get you out of here?" I shook my head yes and mmmphed. 

She looked for the keys but couldn't find them anywhere. 

"Looking for these?" Dani asked as she jiggled the keys in her hand. 

"Hey Dani. I heard a bunch of noise from outside and thought you or Megan might be in trouble. The door wasn't locked so I came in and found him like this." 

Dani took her time and explained everything to Allie. She told her how she caught me dressing up in her clothes. How I got kicked out of my house and had nowhere else to go. Allie thought it was brilliant. "I love it" she said. "Look at his nails. His pantyhose. His little dress hahaha."

I wasn't crazy about Allie knowing about me, but she promised to keep it a secret like the rest of her friends and not tell my parents or anyone else at school. I was grateful for that at least. But still there was no escape for me. 

Dani started using the ballgag more frequently after my little escape attempt. It came with a padlock that she could secure. That meant I couldn't remove it even if I had the use of my hands. Only she could unlock and remove the ballgag. 

I was doing her homework one day with my hands cuffed in front of me and my feet shackled when she came in and patted my head like a dog.

"Good boy" she said. "Or should I say good girl." I grunted into my gag and resumed my work. I settled into the fact that this was my life for the time being. I did her homework every weekday, did her house chores, painted her nails and massaged her feet for her. And I spent most of my time bound or chained and gagged. And always dressed like a girl. 

Towards the end of April, I was on my hands and knees, massaging her dirty, sweaty bare feet when she started talking.

"I've decided to give myself a more official title. From this point forward you will refer to me as "Master" Dani. Is that understood?"

I grunted and nodded my head.

"Say it."

"Yes Master Dani" I mumbled through my ballgag.

"Good girl. Now keep rubbing my feet."

"Yes Master Dani" I mumbled again and resumed massaging her feet. 

The next day I decided to beg and plead with her. I gave it my all. I dropped to my hands and knees and kissed her smelly, sweaty feet.

"Please Master Dani! You have to let me go! What else can you possibly do to me? You've been keeping me prisoner since September. This has gone on long enough. Your sister is right. I'm nothing but a pantyhose wearing sissy. Haven't you humiliated me enough?" I kept kissing her rancid feet in between begging. I must have looked pathetic. On my hands and knees in a bra, a black dress, and fishnet stockings, kissing her gross, sweaty feet. 

"Oh come on Adam. I figured you would be used to this by now. You've got a pretty sweet deal here. You don't have to work, you don't have to go to school. You don't even have to do your own homework. Just my homework. And you've got food and shelter, a roof over your head, a place to stay for now."

I couldn't argue with her. And no amount of begging would do. Dani wasn't going to let me go until she was good and ready to.