Stephanie's Chastity Chapter 2
By Stephanie
He finally arrived at the address Mistress Christine had sent him and parked his car in the back as she had ordered. He looked at the Victorian home and felt the sweat forming on his brow as he took the pink overnight bag from the trunk. He quickly locked the car and walked toward the back door. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the curtain move, and thought he saw Mistress Christine’s face framed by the white lace curtain, creating a picture in his mind of an angel.
He looked at his watch and he was right on time, so he wouldn’t make Mistress Christine mad. He knocked on the door once as she had instructed in her directions. He waited for what felt like hours before the door opened. There stood Mistress Christine dressed in a white blouse with gray form fitting skirt, and black nylons with black leather spike heel which were highly polished. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and she looked every part the strict school teacher, whom you didn’t mess with. “Stephanie, very nice of you to be prompt, I insist that all of my sissies be on time, tardiness will not be tolerated, is that understood?” she stated. “Yes Mistress Christine.” Stephanie responded quietly.. “What was that Stephanie, I didn’t hear you?” she snapped. “Yes Mistress Christine.” He responded louder. “Very good, understand when I ask you a question, or ask you to recite the Sissy Code, I expect you to respond so that not only I can hear you but if there are others present they can hear you also. Is that understood?” She directed. “Yes Mistress Christine, it is.” He replied in a voice that felt like he was shouting. “Good, now come in and let’s get your training started..” Mistress Christine said as she motioned him to the interior. “Just remember, once you pass the threshold your training starts and everything I tell you to do you must do without hesitation.” “I understand Mistress.” He replied as he stepped up to enter his destiny.
He followed her to a parlor where she indicated for him to sit on a straight backed chair that was in the center of the room facing a beautifully upholstered chair. He waited until she sat down in the upholstered chair before he sat on the straight backed chair. “Very good, Stephanie, you know that the Mistress always is taken care of first.” She said silkily. “Now let’s see what you’ve brought, open up your bag and lay out the contents on the floor in front of you.” She commanded. “Yes Mistress.” He answered, knelt down on the floor and unzipped the pink overnight bag and began to lay out the items that she had directed him to buy. There were panties, bras, garters, nylons, a pink silk night gown and a red pair of silk pajamas that consisted of shorts and a camisole top. He also had three pairs of shoes, one pair of flats, and two 4 inch spike heeled shoes, one in red and one in black. He continued to lay out toiletry items, towel and washcloth and makeup that came from the shopping list Mistress Christine had e-mailed him. Finally the bag was empty and all of its contents had been neatly laid out by him. He started to rise and return to the chair, but Mistress Christine rose and said, “No Stephanie stay right there and let me look over what you’ve bought.” “Yes Mistress.” He replied and stayed kneeling with the contents in front of him. She stooped down and looked at the items he had purchased, picked up some for closer inspection and carelessly dropped them back on the floor. After a few minutes she rose, and said, “Very good Stephanie, you didn’t buy cheap stuff, there’s nothing worse than cheap clothing on a sissy. You may but it back in your bag, and by the way love the bag you got.” “Thank you Mistress.” He replied as he carefully placed the items back in the bag and folded those items that Mistress Christine had dropped in a pile. Once he had repacked the bag he stood waiting for what she would direct him to do next. “Oh please Stephanie, sit.” She said. “You’ve done well so far, but those were easy. So pick up your bag and follow me.” “Yes Mistress.” He responded, standing up and grabbing his bag.
She led him out of the parlor, down a hall to a paneled door. She opened to door and said, “What your step.” He saw her descend a set of stairs that lead to the basement. He followed, holding the rail and looking as he descended into a softly lit room. “Don’t worry Stephanie, I’m just taking you to your quarter.” Mistress Christine mused. “I’m not worried Mistress.” He replied. “Well you should be, because I do like to discipline my sissies to insure that they adhere to my training.” She laughed. “Yes Mistress, I was mistaking, I’m a little worried.” She laughed even harder, as she opened another door. He followed her into a salon and saw a make-up area, wigs, and nail polishing table. She was watching Stephanie and said, “Now are you starting to worry?” “Yes Mistress, but I crossed the threshold so now I’m yours.” He replied. Good Answer.” She answered as she exited the salon through another door.
As he passed through that door he found himself standing in the laundry room. He looked around and Mistress Christine took two steps to another door. “Stephanie, here’s your room.” She advised as she walked in and he followed. He saw it was like a small hotel room with a single bed in the corner with a nightstand and light, a small bathroom with shower, sink and toilet, and an armoire. “Mistress Christine, this is nice.” He commented. “Of course it is, I want you well rested for the training.” She responded curtly. “Now you need to unpack your bag, but leave out the black panties, bra, garter, nylons and black shoes, You’ll put those on once you’ve showered and made sure that all of your body hair is gone. Understand?” “Yes Mistress.” He answered. She nodded and turned to the door, “I’ll be back in 45 minutes. Be ready.” She said as she closed the door. He thought he heard a lock click as he began putting the items from his bag into the drawers in the armoire. He carefully removed his pants and shirt hanging them in the armoire and placed his shoes, socks and briefs in the closet part of the armoire. He took his towel, washcloth, shampoo and lavender scented body wash as well as a razor and shaving cream into the bathroom. He turned the water on in the shower and let the water warm up. He stepped in and began to clean himself up. Once he had shampooed his hair and washed up, he took the shaving cream and lathered his legs to insure that there was no stubble from the previous shaving. He also lathered his scrotum and pubic areas so that all of his body hair would be gone. After insuring that his body was completely free of hair he stepped out of the shower and dried off. He spotted a crystal dish with body powder and a puff sitting on the vanity. He removed the cover and took the puff gently powdering his torso and legs.
He hung up his towel and went out to the bed where he had laid out the items Mistress Christine had told him to wear. He put on the panties, bra, and garter. He then sat down and took a nylon and carefully pulled it up his right leg, then he repeated the process with his left leg. He put on the black spike heels and carefully stood up. He gingerly moved back to the bathroom and looked at the reflection in the full length mirror. There he stood, in heels, hose, bra and panties. He saw that he had absently put his watch back on. He quickly removed the watch and walked as quickly as he dared to the armoire to put it away before Mistress Christine returned. When he opened the closest he was shocked to see that his street clothes were gone and it their place was a maid’s outfit, a sun dress, and what could be described as a street walkers outfit. He looked inside the armoire trying to find out where his clothes had gone, but to no avail. Suddenly he heard the lock on the door snap and quickly shutting the armoire he turned to face the door.
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