1. Transformation


    Date: 10/19/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Transsexual, Author: Juicy Lucy 1, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    what would become of her and Jazz? Chapter 26 “Claire……Claire……Claire” a disembodied voice repeated. Claire tried to clear her head but a fog prevented her from opening her eyes or moving or even thinking clearly. She tried to remember, really concentrating to think of her last coherent memories. Gradually she began to assemble her thoughts. She remembered the girls being really excited and thrilled to hear that she and Jazz were in love. She’d resumed her work as normal and nothing untoward had happened and then she’d been having a drink at the staff canteen by herself. Cathy had arrived and joined her, chatting about Jazz and how she was so pleased with her and then nothing, she could remember nothing more. “Claire……Claire……Claire, wakeup” the voice continued. Claire shook her head to try and clear it and she strained to open her eyes. Gradually the room came into focus. She tried to move but was unable to and then she realised she was strapped to a padded bench. She was on her front with her head hanging of the end; her legs were pulled up and strapped onto metal bars the protruded from the sides of the bench. The position pushed her backside up and out and also hung over the end of the bench. Her arms hung down and were fastened to the legs of the bench and she had a ball gag in her mouth making her jaw ache. She was naked and felt vulnerable and frightened. She didn’t recognise the room but she could see ropes and leather straps and figured this was the dungeon that ...
    Lennon described. “You broke the rules Claire, now you must be punished.” Claire recognised Cathy’s voice and was about to try and talk when with a whoosh her ass exploded in pain as she was whipped. She screamed into the gag and fought against her restraints but couldn’t move. Another crack of leather against skin pre-empted the shock of pain and Claire screamed again, tears flowing down her cheeks. “I could sack you, send you home never to see Jazz again or work in nursing, I’d see to that.” Claire felt the leather thongs of a flail gently flick her behind and it made her flinch as she expected to be whipped hard. “I’m very disappointed Claire. Jazz is my best girl. I can’t have her defiled by the likes of you. I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.” Claire tried in vain to talk through her gag. “Don’t try and talk, you can’t and there’s nothing you could say anyway. My mind’s made up. You’ll be punished and then if agree to behave you’ll return your position. It would be too upsetting for Jazz to move you now. That’s the only reason you’re not on a plane back to the USA right now. “ Claire wailed again as she felt the flail strike her breasts. It was only now she realised there were holes cut out of the bench which her tits poked through. Cathy came into view; she wore thigh high leather boots and a leather corset which her ripe melons spilled out of. Bobbing in front of her was an enormous black strap-on cock. Cathy spent an enjoyable two hours ‘punishing Claire”. She’d ...
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