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Stories by Miss Vicky. Part 2 - Mike's training as a pantyslave continues as Amanda dresses him in a frilly French maid's uniform and teaches him the finer points of being a ladies "personal" maid. Parts are true, parts are fictional and reflect my fantasies.
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She would break me of my male chauvinistic ways by making me her very own little slave. It didn't take me long to pull out a few of my best pick up lines on her but she blew me off. It all started when I meet her while I was doing some plumbing work at the office where she works for a lawyer in town.
Well, maybe there was a chance after all and I jumped at it. She then had me sit down while she applied make up to my face, and nails and polish to my fingers. We had a couple of drinks and she asked me if I might want to go to her place for a few more. I began by saying I didn't remember anything that had went on that night.
She then informed me that before we went to my new home that she would need to take care of some business first, like stopping by my place to see what should be kept and what should be thrown out. That is, until I met my Lady Ms Angela.
Now I don't really remember what happened next but whatever it was it was more than just a few drinks. I like to find the ones that will put out and pay for everything and I do find one occasionally. I noticed how sexy she was for an older lady the first time I saw her, but I figured she wouldn't have anything to do with me.
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I was to call her Ma'am or Ms. Angela at all times and I was to do as told without hesitation. She told me that I was going to go to my new home where I would learn to do as told, and never bother any women again without permission from her first, of course. She then dismissed the guard and told me to have a seat.
I use to hit on as many women as I could and every once in awhile get lucky. Not wanting her to hit me again, I put on the clothes. She then put a bag on the table and told me that since I had so little respect for women that she felt it was up to her to change my way of thinking It was a chastity device called a CB I had no idea how it worked but it Miss vicky stories her no time at all to have my cock locked in its new cage.
She went on to tell me that she has seen my kind before and couldn't stand a man who disrespected women the way I did.
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I was then informed that Angela was admitted in the emergency room last night and a rape kit had produced my DNA. I was facing 15 years without much chance of a defense since I had no alibi and my DNA was in the kit. She asked me if I understood my place now and what was expected of me. She now has me doing things that I never would have dreamed about, let alone ever thought I could do.
I would have to do as she said at all times, or she would lock me up for the maximum sentence she could by law. Every time I walked by her I would say something about her looking good and how I could show her a good time. After we arrived at her place she fixed me a drink and she told me to sit next to her on the couch and relax a bit.
My new life not only as a girl, but as her slave, bound and dressed as she wanted, to do who knows what, whenever and whatever she wished. I would no longer be a man but owned property to do with as she wished. After a few tries though I gave up, especially after I figured she wouldn't give me a shot. I have always been able to make a living, or at least get by, with doing handyman type work.
I finished up the tile job the next day and to my surprise, before I collected my money, Angela told me she would like to make it up to me by having a drink across the street at bar she went to. She then turned to the phone on the wall and told the guard I was ready Miss vicky stories go back to my cell. She asked me if I agreed and after I said yes, she had me a contract to that effect. That is, after they have a few drinks, usually. I had to choose then and there what kind of future I wanted.
I also found it hard to keep up with her while in heels, but with her dragging me by my collar and leash, I was forced to manage. Soon I was ed by Ms. She had me some more papers and then Miss vicky stories left and Angela walked in. I haven't had to work a normal 9 to 5 job or have a boss tell me what to do.
She was dressed very sexy in her dress and looked very attractive but also had a serious look that scared me to death. She also told me that now I was going to do what she said no matter how much I thought about saying no. How I became Vicky is a lifelong story that turned out to be nothing I could have ever imagined it would.
So I was ready to move on to the next victim, but before I did, I called her a stuck up bitch. Well, I've never turned that down before and now I was even more hopeful that I was going to get lucky tonight. I had a few questions of my own but she told me to sit there and shut up.
That is when she put her finger over my mouth and said that maybe she should explain it to me. Neil looked at me and said that was okay too because guys like me should be in prison anyway. I was to be on probation and if Angela ever decided to return me or if I got out of hand then she wouldn't hesitate to lock me up.
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I also would no longer have a male name. You see, I have always been the ladies' man, I thought, and loved the feeling of a girl all dressed up in satins and lace. There was a female prosecutor and only Ms. Neil was in attendance. First off, with a woman judge, a woman lawyer, and a rape kit in hand, it was pretty much a done deal already.
I finished cleaning up and we went across the street where I started all over again with new pick up lines. I also noticed her secretary, Angela Jones, and realized that since she was more likely to give me a chance.
I quickly replied with the response she was looking for. I was taken to jail and booked for rape before I could even remember where or what went on before I had woke up. I also have always been very cocky and somewhat full of myself. I was there in jail still trying to figure it all out when Ms. Neil showed up and said she would put up my bail but there would be conditions.
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I now belonged to her and my fate was in her hands. She then pulled a collar and a lead out of her pocket and attached them around my neck. The door opened up and I realized that this was real. She said that tomorrow I would go in front of the judge and file a plea agreement. But after a few times out with me, they either figure out that I am a jerk or expect me to pay my fair share of the way and I don't really make enough money for me, let alone them.
I also haven't been in a long relationship because I was somewhat of a jerk when it came to woman. She made that very clear when I asked for her and she told me not a chance in hell.
The judge stated that this was a very unusual case in that Angela didn't want me to go to prison and if I was to be released into her custody that I would be on very thin ice. My head was spinning and I couldn't figure out what was happening, but I did manage to blurt out that I was not going to go along with any of this and didn't do a thing. She told me that she drugged me that night and got my DNA but no one would suspect that. She led me to a door at the back of the building where she had parked her car.
The next morning, after a shower and shave, I was ordered to get cuffed and lead down to the court room where Angela was seating and female judge was residing. I was still in shock at everything that was happening to me, but realized Miss vicky stories being dressed in hose and the way it felt against my skin was very stimulating.
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Now that Angela had me dressed as a girl, locked in chastity, and at the end of the leash attached to my collar, she led me out of the court house and down a hallway to my new life. I was doing a job for Ms. Neil by replacing some tile work she wanted in the bathroom. Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. I was then taken back to the room with the table and phone. I tried to protest but she slapped me and said that I had to either agree to be released into Angela's custody, where I would a contract to obey her, or face a very much longer prison term then I could ever handle.
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