A Night With The Girls
By Maurice Mickey Maschke
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Outside of the bathroom I could hear Diane on the phone laughing and talking with Annette, one of her girlfriends. Then later it was Charlene, and then it was Shannon. During the conversations I could hear her tell them about how she had really finally done it. How she had turned me into a girl. In each conversation they must not have believed her because she told them that she really had done it, and that she even had pictures. Each conversation ended with Diane inviting Annette, Charlene and Shannon over to see how well she had done with me. I was so excited at this that I exploded in front of me and my body jerked as I looked at the girl in the mirror experiencing her first orgasm! And I dried myself off and began again to tease myself, as Mistress had instructed me to.
I could hear Diane moving around the room outside. I could hear the music playing something erotic on the turntable in the corner, and hear her laughter as she heard me move inside the bathroom. Her movements, and the image of myself in the mirror, began to get me so hard again that my body began to tremble and I began to say out loud that I was a girl. I moaned and exploded a second time with my saying out loud in a rather loud voice that I was a girl and Diane's slave. I could then hear laughter in the other room.
Finally, after almost an hour, the door opened. And I was truly hypnotized!!! In front of me stood Diane wearing this hot pink sattin jumpsuit with black 5" heels, and a black Lynx coat that came to the knees. Her hair was falling softly around her shoulders with the curls gently framing her face. Her eyes were done severely with dark shadow above on the lids. She then told me to look at her and then into her eyes. She asked me who I was. I replied that I was Melissa. And she then told me to get out of the bathroom and follow her. As I stepped in front of her she then began to tease my C with the fur of her coat as she made me look into her eyes. I became very, very hard as I fell deeper under her spell. She laughed as she could feel me get hard. She told me that she wanted to make sure that I was ready for our guests. And I got even harder. Taking a c-ring out of her pocket she placed it around my C and turned it tightly. Suddenly I felt trapped with my C being hard and that I no longer could control myself. She then began again teasing me with her fur. My C got harder and harder, but I could not release. I was beckoming so totally mindless that I no longer knew where I was. And she continued to tease me, making me look into her deep eyes.
It was about five minutes later that we heard a knock at the door. Diane led me to the couch and made me sit on the floor by her at the end of the couch. And she told the girls to come in. The door opened and there were three very sexily dress young ladies, their hair falling around their shoulders, all dressed in soft and full dresses. They immediately looked at me and began laughing and giggling. One by one they told me how much better I looked and how they just knew that I would behave now. And they laughed again at me as they walked over and sat down on the couch opposite the one that Mistress Diane was on.
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