Mags Inc

If I had thought that there was nothing left to embarrass me, I was wrong. She carried me into the bathroom and washed my face with cool water and removed the slight swelling around the eyes. Then, she carried me into the bedroom and had me put my baby dolls on again. I protested when she led me over to the bench in front of the mirror, but it was futile. "I'm not putting on much, so SHUT up!" she said casually, starting to apply makeup to my face.She was true to her word. Didn't put a great...

My last memory was of sitting on that gurney and getting a shot. I began to wonder if the company in New Orleans, Mistress Marlene and that odd old woman had all conspired to do this to me.What was I going to do now? I wondered as I waited patiently for the doctor to come in and talk to me. How was I going to explain this to my parents? What was the "employment" Mistress Marlene had talked about? A thousand and one things were going through my mind when the door to the room opened... ...

My last memory was of sitting on that gurney and getting a shot. I began to wonder if the company in New Orleans, Mistress Marlene and that odd old woman had all conspired to do this to me.What was I going to do now? I wondered as I waited patiently for the doctor to come in and talk to me. How was I going to explain this to my parents? What was the "employment" Mistress Marlene had talked about? A thousand and one things were going through my mind when the door to the room opened... ...

"So Phillip Morgan, I see you are wanted by the police. Good thing I found you before they did. Prison is such a horrible place for a pretty boy like you."I said nothing as she continued to grin at me. To her left she held up my attache case. 'Nice bundle of cache you have here, Phillip. Mattress money? Poker winnings? No? What then? Perhaps your share of a jewelry store heist?"I said nothing as she dropped the case and leaned forward. She had a very menacing look on her face. I wasn't sure...

"So Phillip Morgan, I see you are wanted by the police. Good thing I found you before they did. Prison is such a horrible place for a pretty boy like you."I said nothing as she continued to grin at me. To her left she held up my attache case. 'Nice bundle of cache you have here, Phillip. Mattress money? Poker winnings? No? What then? Perhaps your share of a jewelry store heist?"I said nothing as she dropped the case and leaned forward. She had a very menacing look on her face. I wasn't sure...

After putting my hair in a ridiculously outdated style that belonged in the 50's, I wobbled out to where the other two brides stood dressed identically to me."First you will have to stand. Toes and heels together, hands folded in front of you, heads bowed. Eyes fixed on the tips of your shoes like proper submissive wives. Now you'll learn how to curtsy. Grasp your skirts daintily using only your thumbs and forefingers. As you curtsy you will place your left foot precisely behind the right. As...

After putting my hair in a ridiculously outdated style that belonged in the 50's, I wobbled out to where the other two brides stood dressed identically to me."First you will have to stand. Toes and heels together, hands folded in front of you, heads bowed. Eyes fixed on the tips of your shoes like proper submissive wives. Now you'll learn how to curtsy. Grasp your skirts daintily using only your thumbs and forefingers. As you curtsy you will place your left foot precisely behind the right. As...

I knew all too well the picture I made as she left. While we'd searched for a ribbon, she'd gone into one of mummy's lingerie drawers and pulled a pair of lacy pink panties. "Here," she said. "Put these on. Can't have you walking about with no underwear. It's not ladylike."I hadn't argued, just slid them up my legs under by apron as she beamed her approval. So there I stood in my swirling, feminine apron, satin panties on my derriere, my hair braided into a plait and tied with a large pink...

I knew all too well the picture I made as she left. While we'd searched for a ribbon, she'd gone into one of mummy's lingerie drawers and pulled a pair of lacy pink panties. "Here," she said. "Put these on. Can't have you walking about with no underwear. It's not ladylike."I hadn't argued, just slid them up my legs under by apron as she beamed her approval. So there I stood in my swirling, feminine apron, satin panties on my derriere, my hair braided into a plait and tied with a large pink...

Tabby had sensed that under all his macho stridings Ivor was very very femme. He also sensed that the youth was aware of these needs.Ivor washed the windshield of the car that Tabby shared with Crystal. He stared at tabby who was in girl mode. Tabby drove the car to the air pump and took the gauge from the glove compartment. Getting out of the car was a deliberate and seductive act designed to transfix Ivor and bring him under control. Tabby squatted, thighs apart, giving ivor a steady view of...

Tabby had sensed that under all his macho stridings Ivor was very very femme. He also sensed that the youth was aware of these needs.Ivor washed the windshield of the car that Tabby shared with Crystal. He stared at tabby who was in girl mode. Tabby drove the car to the air pump and took the gauge from the glove compartment. Getting out of the car was a deliberate and seductive act designed to transfix Ivor and bring him under control. Tabby squatted, thighs apart, giving ivor a steady view of...