Stephanie's Chastity Chapter 3
By Stephanie

Mistress Christine was standing at the door and had changed from her grey skirt and white blouse to a black leather corset, with thigh high leather spike heeled boots and a short riding crop in her hand.  She looked at Stephanie standing by the Armoire and said, “Were you thinking about changing your mind?” “No Mistress Christine.” He replied quickly.  “Well good, because I’m sure you’ve seen that your worthless males clothing isn’t there.”  She said laughingly.  “Yes Mistress I was it was gone.”  Stephanie answered.  “Well that’s so you won’t be tempted at night to slip back into your jeans while studying your training manual.”  Mistress Christine said as she tossed a three ring binder onto the bed.  “That is your training manual.  There is a syllabus that you will follow each night after your day’s training.  Is that clear?”  She asked.  “Yes Mistress, I’ll have after hours required reading.”  Responded Stephanie.  “Good because each day starting tomorrow, you will be given a quiz on the readings from the night before.  If you get any wrong, you will be punished and of course I’ll choose the punishment.”  She stated. “Yes Mistress.” 

“Good now let’s see how you look Stephanie.” Mistress Christine said sweetly.  Stephanie relaxed his hands to his side and stood there, focusing very hard on not to get an erection.  “Ok turn around Stephanie” “Yes Mistress.”  He said as he began to turn slowly.  “Very nice, now walk away from me.”  Commanded Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress.”  Responded Stephanie as he began to walk toward the wall.  He could feel himself getting excited and quickly looked down to see an erection.  “Ok now turn around and come back to me.”  Ordered  Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress.”  He said and turned quickly trying to cover the erection with his hands. Mistress Christine saw the erection and in a flash laid her riding crop across Stephanie’s worthless manhood.  “There will be none of that without my permission.”  She hissed.  “Ouch!!” cried Stephanie as he doubled over and grasped at the pain.  He felt his head being pulled back up as Mistress Christine said, “What was that?”  Stephanie realized he had to recover and said, “I’m sorry Mistress, and it won’t happen again.” He stammered.

“Good as long as you understand that you are mine and everything I tell you to do and everything I do to you will be accepted without questions or whimpering.   Is that understood?”  Mistress Christine stated.  “Yes Mistress I understand.”  Stephanie responded keeping his head lowered.  “Ok Stephanie, follow me.”  Mistress Christine said curtly.  “Yes Mistress.”  Responded Stephanie as he fell in step with her.  As they left his room Mistress Christine said, “Make sure to close your door.”  “Yes Mistress.” He responded and turned to close the door.   He quickly caught up with Mistress Christine as she started to enter the door to the salon he had toured before.

As he came into the brightness of the salon, he stopped short as standing there was another woman.  “Stephanie, this is Ms Teresa, she’s a good friend of mine who enjoys helping sissies like you transform.”  Mistress Christine said.  “Good afternoon Ms Teresa.” Responded Stephanie, “I’m pleased to meet you.”  Ms Teresa motioned to the salon chair and said, “Sit Down right here Stephanie.”  He replied and sat down in the chair.  As he situation himself in the chair Ms. Teresa moved around front and buckled the two wrist restraints on the chair, stating, “I don’t like it when my customers getting away before I’m done.”  Stephanie didn’t know how to respond so he just said, “I understand Mistress.”  “Good, now let’s see what we have to work with.”  She responded matter of factly and began to look him over carefully.  Stephanie didn’t notice another woman had entered to room and had begun working on his restrained hands.  Now he saw why Ms Teresa had restrained him, it would have been a temptation for him to jerk his hand away when the other woman touched him.  The woman went quietly about her business, pushing the cuticles back, buffing and trimming his nails.  She applied false nails to his hands and then looked up at Ms Teresa who said, “Make them bright red, Michelle.”  “Yes Ms. Teresa.” Responded the woman and that’s when Stephanie noted that Michelle’s voice was slightly masculine.  He tried his best not to tense up or stare at Michelle while Ms Teresa was working on his make-up.

Michelle finished doing his nails and quietly dismissed herself from the salon.  All the time, Ms Teresa was working on his face.  Stephanie was able to seek peeks at himself going through the transformation and was surprised at the talent Ms Teresa had in transforming him from an ugly man into a somewhat attractive woman.  He could feel himself getting excited at the prospect of being transformed.  Mistress Christine had remained in the salon the whole time and had been taking pictures of Stephanie’s transformation.  He hadn’t noticed her before, but the click of the digital camera brought him back to reality. About that time Ms. Teresa was adjusting the wig she had chosen for him on his head.  With a little teasing and hairspray she was finished and he looked at himself in the mirror and saw an attractive woman looking back.  “Thank you Ms. Teresa, I really look beautiful.”  Was all he could stammer out.  “Thank you, Stephanie, most of the time that’s is all you gurls can say.  But I’m just that good, I can make a silk purse out of any pig’s ear.”  Ms Teresa responded with a laugh.  As she released the restraints from Stephanie’s wrists she turned to Mistress Christine and said, “she’s all yours,” giving Stephanie a slap on the ass as he stood up.  He flinched slightly from the unexpected contact, but managed to control his response, much to the delight of Mistress Christine who said, “Very good Stephanie, you’re learning and Ms Teresa did a wonderful job on  you.”  “Thank you Mistress Christine.”  Stephanie replied demurely. 

“Come with me Stephanie, we can’t have  you walking around in just your bra and panties, now can we?’  ordered Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress, I need to be properly dressed in a style you demand.”  Replied Stephanie.  “Of course you do and you will.”  Replied Mistress Christine as she turned and walked out the same door that they had entered earlier.  Stephanie followed quickly and joined Mistress Christine in the laundry room.  Mistress Christine opened a closet door and quickly retrieved a black satin maid’s outfit.  It was a French maidstyle outfit that was very frilly and short.  “Here go to your room and put this on.  Make sure you don’t mess you hair when  you do.”  Ordered Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress.” Responded Stephanie as he took the outfit from Mistress Christine and made his way back to his room.  He quickly went in and carefully removed the outfit from the hanger.  He took off his black heels so that he wouldn’t snag lace with the heels as he put on the uniform.

He struggled into the uniform which he found to be slight snug.  He finally got the uniform on, tying the apron in a nice bow behind his back.  He put his heels back on and quickly did a once over in front of the mirror.  He was thinking to himself, that he really looked fine.  He quickly surveyed the room to insure that he hadn’t left anything out and returned to the laundry room where Mistress Christine was waiting.  “Very nice Stephanie.” Commented Mistress Christine.  “Thank you Mistress.” He responded.  “Grab that broom, mop and bucket Stephanie and follow me.”  Ordered Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress.” He replied as he grabbed the items she had ordered me to take.  He followed her back into the salon and noted that Ms Teresa was still there, putting away the items she used to transform Stephanie. 

“Teresa, Stephanie is here to clean up.  Tell her what needs to be accomplished and then join me upstairs for a drink.”  “Ok Christine. Stephanie come here.”  “Yes Mistress.”  Replied Stephanie,  with the only response he could think of.  “You will sweep up the floor, and mop it.  from there  you will take this rag and this spray and clean off the counters and salon chairs.  Once you’ve don’t that you will put the broom, mop and bucket away.  Then you will take the trash out to the trash can by the garage.  Is that clear?”  Ms Teresa ordered as she pointed to the various items she wanted Stephanie to take care of.  “Yes Mistress it is.”  Stephanie replied. 

As Ms Teresa left the salon, Stephanie began sweeping up the room.  He quickly and efficiently swept up the floor.  Once he had swept up he took the spray and rag and wiped down the chairs and the counters.  He also cleaned the mirrors and then put the spray away and put the rag into a laundry basket he had spotted in the laundry room.  He filled the bucket up with hot soapy water and mopped the floor. He dumped the water into the utility sink in the laundry room and returned to the salon with hot rinse water, which then redid the floor.  Once he had completed the floor he emptied the bucket and returned it and the mop to the laundry room.  He went to the salon and retrieved the trash bag and then suddenly realized he didn’t know how to get out to the garage.  He did a quick search and found a staircase that lead upstairs.  He took the trash bag with him and quickly went up the stairs.  He found that the door led outside toward the garage.  He hesitated momentarily as he thought about how he looked, but he reasoned that nobody would see him and quickly exited making a bee-line to the trash cans by the garage.

He quickly deposited the trash in the can and turned around, there sitting on the patio was Mistress Christine, Ms. Teresa and sitting on the cement next to Ms Teresa was Michelle.  “Come here Stephanie.”  Order Mistress Christine.  “Yes Mistress,” He replied as he quickly made his way to the patio.  “You’ve done pretty good so far, Michelle said you did a good job on the salon and I want to congratulate you on finding your way out of the basement, most sissies end up trying to come back up the way they came down.”  Mistress Christine said.  “Thank you Mistress.” Stephanie replied blushing slightly and wonder why he was reacting that way.  “As a reward Stephanie, you can polish my boots out here while Ms. Teresa and I talk.  The polish kit is in the cabinet inside the door you just came out of.” Mistress Christine motioned toward a pair of knee high black leather boots with spiked heels. “Thank you Mistress.”  Stephanie responded feeling like his heart was going to burst out from under his bra.  He quickly turned and almost trotted to the door to retrieve the shoe polishing kit.  As he was heading there he never thought all the boot polishing he did while in the Air Force would come in handy now.

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