Fantasy Becomes Reality for Percy Ch. 03

The women had Percy ride the phallus adorned writing chair for a good fifteen minutes or so, giving him a taste of what he'd know for hours at a time when Madam Sylvia Birching was good and ready, their feminine arrogance and the righteous sincerity of their wholesale pleasure in seeing his utter humiliation, having Percy resign himself in earnest to the fact that this was to be his life now... the notion keeping him rigidly erect as he squirmed on the artificial cock, and the TV screens now showed images of himself bound at the chair, the laughing and jeering women... and one screen homing in on the maid's outfit draped over Martha, the stern Housekeeper and Maid Trainer's arm.

The women applauded in uniform fashion as Percy was eased from the phallus chair on being unshackled, his cock boning high on having his prostate teased by it... and from the sheer delight at being anally penetrated at the behest of mocking femininity. That cock perked as he saw the pretty gagged girl in pink, led on a leash to the chair by the formidable Emma, whilst Martha barked her commands at the gagged nymphet, the mature woman preoccupied with the maid's outfit over her arm, but equally determined to gain sexual pleasure from her on obviously lesbian side.

"See the cock seat Cassie... suck the phallus clean girl, ready for a new greasing..." She grinned wickedly as a smiling Emma deftly untied the pink ball-gag, and the sweet looking girl let out a petit gasp as she bent over the seat, keeping her legs perfectly straight in showing the perfect poise her Mistress demanded of her perpetually... and showing an already stiffly erect Percy - and every woman there - a beautifully pear shaped backside peeping from below her pink frilly skirt, the bulge of her cunt showing a wet streak of arousal across the slot of her femininity, nipples poking hard from her petit breasts through the material her tight pink top... as with wrists bound behind her back to show her perpetual bondage, her soft ruby lips descended over the bell of the phallus, her eyes closed in wishing it were the real thing as she sucked on it lovingly. Martha grinned with curt pride.

"Good girl... perhaps one day 'Uncle Percy' - or 'Maid Priscilla' - will let you ride upon it... we'd all love to see that, we know how you love a good stiff cock as much as the taste of pussy!" Sylvia and the other women laughed as the now declared bisexual Cassie blushed pink as she sucked at the phallus, Percy's cock pulsing with increasing rigidity as he studied the girl who must have been a little older than her outfit suggested, perhaps twenty, but still deliciously nubile. His member dribbled pre-cum as he imagined that sweet backside splayed across the seat, her anus indulged to erotic effect by the stiff phallus.

She whimpered a little as the Amazonian Emma pulled her away when Martha gave her the nod, her lips gaping longingly at the cock as she was drawn from it, Emma cuddling her and looking her in the eye with a curt smile, while thinking of having her sniff her cunt in submission whilst held between her thighs in a wrestling hold... as she often did, Cassie nuzzling her breasts and longing to be in just that position of submission to the big woman. Martha's cunt, hot with arousal on seeing Percy's humiliation so far and her clitoris poking hard for the shaming of him to come, had more immediate ideas for the submissive female... Sylvia proudly broadcasting her intentions to her and every women in attendance - and Percy.

"Come Cassie, come see the transformation of our new pet, from Percy to Priscilla... come see how he'll be she for many of our guests, and her duties will begin after the caning she's earned!" Sylvia grinned as she took his leash, and let the freshly shaven male to the feet of Martha. The strict Housekeeper sighed with sexual gratification as she rubbed her cunt through her skirts a little, Sylvia clapping her hands to beckon one of the maids,who appeared with a glass of water... and two pills in the palm of her other hand; blue, and diamond shaped. His new owner smirked as she offered the tablets up to the mouth of her cleanly shaven property, her lust peaked as she watched him gulp them down with the aid of the water.

"You're going to need an erection for as long as possible today... we're all going to have a great deal of pleasure from you...just wait and see." He'd barely taken the pills down, when Martha gleefully placed the black frilly dress over his head, pulling it down with the aid of two similarly dressed maids, their contentment confirmed in their hast to thread his arms through the puffy sleeves, Percy erection which would soon be assisted, boning as the smiles of the women combined with the sensual feeling of the silky material against his hairless flesh. He gasped as Martha sighed with excitement on adjusting the false breasts in the dress, as the maids pulled the laced bodice tight, accentuating a feminine waist. The black skirt with its white frills was then lifted, and a garter belt fastened above the hips, Sylvia holding his balls and the stem of his boning erection as Martha took silk stockings from over her arm.

Percy wanted to come more than ever, as Martha had him laid back, and the maids placed his feet into the sheer denier stockings, his held balls tingling wildly as the black silk stockings were rolled up his hairless legs to grip at his thighs, the sensual feeling of the material against his legs having his cock perk and pulse lubrication, the maids grinning with satisfaction as the stockings were secured to the garter belt, Sylvia squeezing his balls to let him know they were hers now... and thoroughly enjoying Percy's mixed expressions which showed he'd inexplicable pleasures at being feminised, the reluctance of it, overshadowed by his shamefully submissive pleasure at being humiliated by women. Martha showed him tall black stilettos from her stock of male sizes from which many a male guest had been humiliated.

"These have been worn once or twice by guests put to tasks in humiliation by their wives or partners, bit they're yours now... yours to keep as you're ours to humiliate permanently... but panties first!" Percy swallowed hard, his anus tingling at the thought of being made to wear those heels, his cock boning at the divine pleasure of being seen to strut in them as a feminised maid, accentuated by the maids swift application of lipstick, eyeliner, and a dusting of rouge... then his eyes took in the black silken panties he'd be made to wear... Martha grinning wickedly.

"As you can see, these are nice large panties with an elasticated gusset to the front... " She held them high for her sneering audience to see, even though they were all patently familiar with their use on males.

"...as pretty as they are, they they're designed for older women who want to hide a belly bulge... they're perfect for keeping an erect cock in confinement, pressed tight against the belly and stimulated wonderfully by any movement in heels... or when being caned." Percy was close to coming as Sylvia released his balls and the panties were slipped up his stocking clad legs by the spitefully giggling maids, his gasp as the tightly elasticated waistband was released by their delicate fingers to snap against his flesh, enjoyed by one and all... then he noticed Martha's smile as she showed him a second pair, having him gape as she also toyed with a blonde wig.

"Oh yes... you're going to need a second pair today... we all know you're going to soil one pair, and we all know just how... it's what you've earned and most thoroughly deserve!" Percy's need to shoot his mess was almost granted by her words, Sylvia now posing with a cane, cutting the air with it, as he remembered the feel of the rod, his surrender of his seed to it... and the promise he'd be caned as a maid for soiling the sheets. Sylvia's cunt was hot for the use of that cane, as she saw the bewildered Percy's immediate humiliation brought to a completion, her laughter as intense as any of the others - haughtily stage managed, as they'd seen makes humiliated this way before - on Martha slipping the blonde wig over his head, and his feet felt those tall heels as the maids slipped those on too.

Martha grinned at Sylvia, offering the leash to her, as Percy sat, feeling the tightness of the dress, the confinement of the tall heeled shoes, the lush feel of the nylon against is legs... and the throbbing of his cock held tight against his belly in the restrictive panties. He didn't dare move, afraid of walking in those heels, but Sylvia's tug at his leash and a swift stroke of her cane, ensured he'd not escape that humiliation. Sylvia sighed with righteous contempt, her clitoris poking hard and excited with sexual triumph as he teetered on heels - gasping at being feminised as he was openly mocked by a scathing feminine audience.

"God I'm so going to enjoy caning you like this!" He yelped almost effeminately as she whipped the cane up the back of the short frilly dress, to greet his cheeks in black silk, easily viewed below the frills. The goading feminine laughter so spontaneously offered in earnest was intense now, taking his humiliation to an erotic high, as a combined feeling of masochism overtook his senses on thinking of that cane while he took his first teetering steps toward the mirror he was being led too, Martha exciting him further with another promise.

"After you've had the caning you so deserve, and having duly soiled your panties with the pleasure of it, as you will... your first task as a maid will be laundry duty - familiarising yourself with more soiled underwear!" Percy"s balls and anus tingled with a lusty shame at the pleasure he felt in being feminised at the behest of dominant women, his humiliated expectations increasing as the laughing grinning women had him see himself in a full length mirror. Percy gasped in disbelief as he saw the image of a busty, blonde, and absolutely feminine maid in the mirror, surrounded by the spitefully goading faces of the women who now had complete and utter control of him, their pleasure in his humiliation as erotic as the sight itself... with his cock already teased by the panties with those few steps, and now feeling the aided benefit of the blue pills, and erotically awestruck by the vision before him, he wanted to come there and then... and he was not to be disappointed. Sylvia stood close as Emma, Martha, and the maids took pictures of her triumph over a male she'd long desired to own - pictures which would be sent to certain clients, offering the services of a new maid. She felt the bulge in his panties... Then slipped them down.

"You'll come several times today, that's guaranteed, and there's no time like the present as we can all see how excited you are with one of your new roles 'Priscilla'!" Percy could not take his eyes off the mirrored image, as his cock boned rigidly out from under the frill of the dress, the panties already sticky with the evidence of his pre-cum, evidence of the divine humiliation it awarded him, thinking he'd be made to masturbate again, as Sylvia clicked her fingers... and a smiling Martha led a gagged Cassie over to the newly named Priscilla, and had her kneel, gaping wide eyed at the stiff cock. His boning member pulsed and perked visibly, delighting his audience, as Martha unbuckled her pet's gag, having her lick her lips as she viewed the erect and standing cock, Martha tapping the wrists which remained bound behind the sweet girls back with her cane, reminding her of her perpetual bondage.

"Well Cassie my sweet, do you want to earn a caning too?" The meek and dominated girl knew exactly what her Mistress meant by that, she knowing that any pleasure she was allowed would always incur punishment - though the punishment of the cane would award both her and her Mistress, mutual pleasure. Cassie never spoke, but nodded her head rapidly, eager to oblige the rigid cock so teasingly close. Both Martha and Emma's cunts swelled with dominant lust at the pathetically honest response of a girl so longing to debase herself before her betters, by servicing a male to pleasure. Martha's punishment would be almost immediate, Emma thought on how she'd have the meek girl suffer special agonies the next time she was forced to assist her fitness upon the wrestling mats. Martha sneered with contempt at her.

"Sniff that cock then!... lick it!... have him know your pathetic desire to suck it till it relinquishes the seed you seek from it!" Percy took a sharp intake of breath, gasping, and needing all his restraint not to thrust his aching cock forward, as Cassie lifted her petite nose, and with her excited eyes looking up to him in the lust of submission, sniffed hard at the fetid bell of his cock, seasoned by the confinement, excitement, and sticky oozing in submissive awe himself. The woman grinned and laughed audibly, as the pretty girl in pink now offered her delicate tongue up to the bell and caressed it lovingly, making him grunt and shudder with the lush sensation, Sylvia tapping his frilled backside with her cane.

"Don't you dare come yet Percy... or should I say 'Priscilla'... there's plenty of time to come to order, don't forget, and the nearer your first come is to your caning, the better!..." Her cruel command didn't help Percy at all, his balls ready to pump his load at any moment, as the girl lathered her tongue down the length of his shaft, down to the very balls, clean shaven, and longing to make their surrender of seed. Martha saw his urgency, and was determined to see her pet know the indignity of swallowing every drop of his seed... an indignity which would have her little cunt bursting with the want to come, in a lusty humiliation of her own.

"Suck that cock Cassie!... suck it dry!" The women sneered with delight at seeing their new blonde maid take a sharp intake of breath, as Cassie looked up to the new 'woman' in absolute submission, on slipping her soft ruby lips over the standing bell-end, the sensation having Percy - presently Priscilla - go weak at the knees, his balls tight up in his scrotum, ready to spurt at any moment. He looked at his image in the mirror, as the women sneered with utter contempt and spiteful pleasure, not believing what he'd let himself in for, his submissive senses excited beyond all recognition at seeing himself dressed in a frilled skirt with black stockings and heels, owned by women who relished his humiliation... and seeing their intense pleasure at his being sucked off by a girl, herself in bondage to them. Sylvia's goading was triumphal, seeing her capture shudder in blonde wig and heels.

"Enjoy that while you can Priscilla, it's as near to dominance you'll ever get, under this roof... and the cane will be plied with extra vigour for it too - on both of you!" Percy gasped as he felt the girls suction and oral caress of his aching cock increase with the promise of being caned, her pretty head shaking the golden locks of her hair as she sucked lustily at his cock... the women applauding loudly as his face contorted and he let out a moan of pure relief and intense ecstasy, his balls relinquishing just what he and Cassie both desired. Sylvia was not done with her taunting as his orgasm sent the seed into the girl's more than eager mouth.

"look at yourself Percy!... look at what you've been reduced to!... look at how you'll be humiliated forever now I own you!" Percy's ectasy was doubled by her words, the sincerity in her tone confirming her power over him, the reflection of himself as a maid, while she stood close, cane in hand, had the lustily aroused girl swallow again and again as his cock spurted in ecstatic submission, feminised, owned... and that cane to come. His mind went to that writing chair, the hood, the leash, the promise of humiliation before her friends... his erotic pleasure in submission was all consuming, and his cock only cemented that fact indelibly as he shot his mess willingly into the warmth of an equally enslaved mouth. As the feminine audience plied their contemptuous eyes upon the pair, Martha added to the flavour of the situation, prodding the girl with her cane as his orgasm subsided.

"Lick that cock clean Cassie, make sure you swallow every drop of his cream... you've certainly earned the cane you filthy girl!" Percy's gasps continued as the submissive Cassie's eyes looked up to him in thankful fashion, her cunt wet with the prospect of a caning as she slipped her lips from his cock, and delicately licked at the bell of his still erect member, teasing the last morsels of semen from it. Martha pulled her back on the leash, and Sylvia pulled Percy's panties back up, the tight elastic snapping back against a cock which would remain semi-erect at worst, due to his dosing... and would soon know a full erection again, at the sound of the cane. Sylvia wanted his immediate torment and humiliation to be extended, wanting to see him humiliated in those heels and know the pleasure of the panties caress.

"They'll be caned in the far bedroom!..." She leered at Percy as he thought on taking his first teetering steps, lifting the cane his pantie clad backside would know, up to his mouth.

"You'll carry this in your teeth... it'll aid your posture in your new position." The women grinned as Percy took the cane in his mouth, and applauded as Sylvia tugged his leash to begin his first awkward steps in earnest.

"Come Priscilla, both you and Cassie have price to pay for that filthy act... and you'll be nice and ready for it, after a nice long walk!" Kept erect by the drug, Percy's cock throbbed in the tight elastication with every movement on those heels, the women applauding jeeringly at his first true steps in humiliation as a maid, the cane that would be applied to his pantie clad backside, displayed for their pleasure in his teeth... the feel of the heels, silky stockings against his now hairless flesh, tight waisted dress and panties, and the view of the pretty girl in pink who'd be caned for sucking his cock, ensured his drug aided erection pulsed with submissive lust. Cassie's pert cheeks on show below her pink frilly dress seemed to draw the attention of a cane like a magnet, the squirming of her buttocks in the pink silken panties, leered at with a smug spitefulness by Sylvia and the others, as Martha hurried her forward to know the place where she'd be caned, the cunts of both, hot with anticipation of the deed.

Being paraded in feminisation for the purist of spiteful pleasure for his feminine betters, brought home his sense of submission deliciously, their sneering laughter at his awkward steps as he walked to be caned, had him sink into a divinely erotic aura, the pompously dominant Sylvia ensuring his cock boned in the rubbing and contorting elastic as he Egan to enjoy the stride in tall heels.

'I should think you have a hundred more scenarios for stories now, don't you Priscilla?..." Her cynical laughter erupted as she watched the blonde wigged maid clench her teeth on the cane which would soon have the new recruit reduced to tears.

"...and there'll be another thousand scenarios locked in your mind before long... the whiffs from your laundry duties will ensure that!" Percy was more than ready to spurt again, as he thought on the the sweet scents of arousal which would adorn the underwear of the inhabitants of a household which thrived on sexual gratification... as a door was swung open before him, at the end of his walk of shame, his eyes taking in two smart looking angled benches with shackles adorning the legs, a smiling maid who'd gone ahead, stood leering at the two feminine candidates who'd accommodate them. Percy watched trembling, as Sylvia had him view just how helpless he'd be, whilst Carrie eagerly lay herself across the padded arc, her pink silken clad cheeks poking high and exposed, the gusset showing a broad wet streak of arousal, as she squirmed in anticipation of punishment to come, on her wrists and ankles being shackled at the foot of the legs. Sylvia grinned as she relieved his mouth of the cane, and two maids took him.