Clark had grown suspicious of his neighbor Alicia. She always had strange comings and goings. He always saw men come in, but never leave. He only noticed women leaving and being led to a strange van. In fact one time it looked like one of the women was bound and gagged. Finally curiosity got the better of him and decided to play detective. It didn’t take long in his snooping for him to get knocked out from behind.
When he woke up, he was in an unfinished basement room. He was restrained to a strange metal chair bolted to the floor. His ankles and wrist were cuffed to the chair and he had straps around him at various parts of his body. And to make him more helpless, he had a thick collar around his neck that was connected to the chair. He also had a leather hood covering all his hair. When he tried to scream for help, he realized his mouth was stuffed and sealed shut with black vinyl tape. The gag wasn’t moving. He felt something heavy on his chest and looked down as best he could and noticed the breast forms that were securely glued to his chest. Next he noticed, he was wearing red satin panties, suspenders and stockings. And finally he noticed the four inch heels strapped on his feet. He started struggling even more and he noticed that something felt stuffed up his ass and this caused him to pitch a tent in his new panties. After a little while, he noticed the door open and a cop came into the room. Clark thought “Yes, I’m being rescued.” The cop acted like he was searching the room before he finally came over to Clark. The cop brought attention to Clark’s erection and made fun of the size, which caused Clark to moan in his gag.
“That just won’t do for a so called man. I think I have something for that.”
Suddenly Clark’s hope for rescue vanished and the cop pulled out a pink chastity cage. Clark realized this was all a trick as the cop securely locked away his small penis in a chastity cage. Once the cop was done and put his panties back in place, his neighbor Alicia came into the room.
“Well well well Clark. Im shocked you actually came snooping. I knew you were always curious and looking over here, but I never thought you would be brave enough to come check it out. Maybe it was the time I let you get a small glimpse of the bound and gagged sissy that put you over the edge. Anyway, you’re here now and I’ll explain everything. You see, I make my money kidnapping men, training them, and selling them as sissies.” She paused and motioned to the cop.
The cop went and got a jar filled with keys. He them put Clark’s chastity key in with the others and then shook the jar mixing the keys in. Clark let out a moan upon realizing he might never find his key in that jar. Alicia let out a laugh knowing what the new sissy was thinking.
“I see your admiring my collection of keys. All souvenirs from my former sissy trainees. Thanks to me, so many useless sissy clitties, like your small one, are where they belong. Well, some not so useless, they just belong to men that needed to be punished. Now as you can see I’ve been doing this a long time and I’m very good at this. So this goes one of two ways for you. One you behave and except your training and I sell you to a lovely mistress, looking for a sissy maid or baby or you resist and I sell you to the cruelest mistresses or even brothel where you live out your days being abused as a sex slave. From here on out, you will only be known as Claire, Clark is dead. Again, behave and I’ll have your new name and slave barcode tattooed as a lovely tramp stamp. Misbehave and I’ll simply tattoo it on your forehead with your slave barcode on your right cheek. Honestly though, it’s stupid to misbehave. As you can see, I have the cops paid off, so no one will find you. And you will be in constant bondage, so escape will be impossible. Now we are going to leave you to ponder your future. You’ll struggle, especially when I turn on your new special friend in your boi pussy, but do try and get some rest. Tomorrow you’ll be moved to my sissy training school to begin your new life.” Alicia finished as she turned on Claire’s plug and her and the officer left.
“MMMMPPGHH MMMMMPPPGHH MMMMMPPPGHHH MMPPPGHHG MMMMPPPGHHH!!!!!!!!” Claire tried calling out to them as they left her, but all she could do was moan and grunt and she struggled in her bondage. Between her struggles and the plug, her little clitty was straining just as much as she was in it’s pink cage.
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