Chapter 8
It was a hot and sultry night, but it was cool and comfortable inside the air conditioned mansion. Things were about to heat up, though.
It had been three weeks since Charlotte had put her husband under her heel. Since that night, Nelson Froline had lived a strange double life.
By day, he was - Nelson Froline. He continued to live the same existence he always had and dressed in his masculine garments.
By night, he was Charlotte's cross-dressed sex slave. Each night, right after dinner, they would retire to their luxurious bedroom and lock the doors.
Then Nelson would strip naked and don the feminine garments Charlotte had selected for him. His wardrobe of woman's lingerie and garments had nearly doubled in the last few weeks. Charlotte had bought all kinds of things for him.
Her pattern was never the same. One night, she might be gentle and loving. She would wear soft laces and silks and dress him in a similar manner. They would spend hours in bed as he tongued her pussy and brought her orgasm after orgasm.
Other nights, she would be mean and tough. She would dress in wicked black leather garments and spiked boots and whip his ass until he begged for mercy.
Despite the many hours of painful punishment she gave him, he had never been happier. His life was a cross-dresser's dream come true.
That was why he was feeling low and blue now. Charlotte had take a little trip to Los Angeles, to stay with Marla at her new place. Nelson was sure that his newly dominant wife would be using and abusing Marla's TV slaves.
Still, he reminded himself, who was he to be jealous? Only a lowly slave. He had no right to resent Charlotte's taking her pleasures. He should just be eternally grateful that she even bothered with him, when there were so many transvestite's out there in the world who would do anything to serve such a beautiful mistress.
But he missed her and he could only hope that her visit with Marla would be a short one and that she would soon return to him.
He was in his study, reading a petrochemical trade journal, when a knock sounded on the door. It was Lucy Lyncastle.
She wore her gray maid's uniform with the lace apron and cap. Puzzled, Nelson said, "I thought you went off duty an hour ago, Lucy."
"Oh, I just had some small chores to finish up, so I thought that I'd get 'em done tonight instead of tomorrow morning. I'm ready to go off duty now. But Miss Linda Sue would like to see you in her room right now, Mr. Nelson."
"That's odd. I wonder why?" he rose from his chair.
"I don't know why, Mr. Nelson, but I think that she has a little present to give to you. She's such a sweet child." Lucy smiled to herself.
Nelson thanked Lucy and climbed the stairs to the mansion's second floor. He went down the hall to his daughter's room and knocked on the door.
He called, "It's me, darling - Daddy!"
"Come on in, Daddy! The door isn't locked! I'll be right with you!"
Nelson entered his daughter's room. It was the room of a typical teenage girl, only that girl happened to be a millionaire's daughter, so she could indulge her whims. The room was all pink and white and pastel colors.
There was a large bed with wooden bedposts and an overhead canopy. Sitting on top of Linda Sue's dresser was a small gift box with a red ribbon on it.
There was a bathroom adjacent to the girl's room and Linda Sue was inside it. She called out to him, "I'm putting on something pretty for you, Daddy! Open that box - I bought something very special for you!"
Nelson chuckled as he unknotted the bright red ribbon. His daughter was so sweet and thoughtful. He lifted the lid off the box and peeled back some thin paper.
There was a pair of frilly black lace panties lying in the bottom of the box.
For an instant, Nelson was confused, so confused that he didn't even make the connection between his cross-dressing compulsion and the panties in the box.
Suddenly he realized what the panties meant. He was so flustered, that he let the box slip from his nervous fingers, spilling the panties on the floor.
His face flushed red. He reeled unsteadily and shot out a hand to clutch the desk and keep him from falling. He made strangled choking sounds.
He didn't even hear Linda Sue come out of the bathroom.
She said, "What's the matter, Daddy? Didn't you like my surprise?"
He wheeled around to face her. He gasped when he saw her bizarre outfit.
The beautiful blonde teenager was dressed in black leather. She wore a black leather bra which hugged her pert, firm breasts. Her nipples were hard.
Around her waist was a black leather garter belt with lace trimmings. Her long legs were sheathed in dark nylons. Black satin bikini style panties covered her pussy. The low-cut panties were so tight, that her pubic mound was clearly outlined.
She held a pair of handcuffs and a black leather riding crop.
White-faced, shaken, Nelson cried out, "My God, Linda Sue!"
A thin smile crossed her lips. "You don't know how right you are, Daddy. I'm a woman and that makes me your god. And you will worship me."
Her breasts bobbed as she crossed the room to him. Ominously she tapped the riding crop against her stockinged thighs as she advanced.
Nelson instinctively backed away from her. He backed up until he backed into a wall and couldn't back up any further. He was sweating.
But he couldn't keep his eyes off her. He stared hotly at her young, firm, gorgeous body, made even more alluring by nylon and leather.
Linda Sue said, "Why are you running, Daddy? Surely you're not afraid of little old me, your loving daughter? You will be afraid, though, after you've felt my whip."
Nelson stammered, "Linda Sue, have you gone crazy?!"
"Yes, I'm crazy," she drawled, "crazy about the way you look in panties."
Lucy entered the room, carrying the maid's uniform she had taken off in the hall. She wore a lacy white bar, a white latex waist cincher, a pink satin garter belt with frilly white lace glounces and pale pink stockings.
She closed the door and locked it. Her fat nipples jutted against the bra cups. The panties she wore, which were pink satin, were stretched tautly against her massive buttocks. The muscles of her plump thighs rippled beneath the nylons.
Nelson was trembling. "Good lord, has everyone here gone insane?!"
"Oh, stop pretending, Daddy," Linda Sue said. "I know all about what you and Mommy do. I saw everything she did to you that first night she put you in panties."
"Everything?" Nelson gasped.
"Everything," Linda Sue repeated. "I really got turned on by the way you cried when she fucked you like a girl. Ummm, my pussy got all wet."
Lucy said, "She ain't lying, Mr. Nelson - Nellie. That's what Miss Charlotte calls you, ain't it? So don't try to bluff us. We're on to you."
Nelson gasped, "What - what do you want from me?!"
"Everything you have to give and then some," Linda Sue said. "But we don't want anything that you don't want to give. Now take off your clothes, Daddy - I mean, Nellie. I want to see how you look in those pretty panties I bought you."
Lucy rested her hands on her wide hips. "Don't give us no sass or back talk, Nellie. If you give us any trouble, we'll just tell Miss Charlotte that you had some fancy woman over to the house, in your study and that you fucked her."
Linda Sue said, "It'll be a lie, but she won't know that. Who do you think she'll believe, Nellie - you, or us? You know she'll believe us."
Nelson was still too stunned to react. Lucy made up his mind for him. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants and took them down.
"Don't fight it, Nellie," Linda Sue said. "You know that you live to serve women. Well, what better women are there for you to serve than your very own daughter and your faithful family servant? Except that you're going to be the servant and Lucy and I will be your masters. Now, get those clothes off!"
His trousers were heaped around his ankles. He wore a pair of ugly boxer style shorts. Linda Sue whipped him across the backs of his thighs with the crop.
She hit him hard, too. Lucy had instructed the girl to show no mercy. That way, Nelson would immediately realize that they meant business.
Nelson cried out as the crop slashed his soft flesh. There was a bright red mark on his thighs. His penis quivered in his shorts, stiffened and grew.
Lucy pulled down his shorts. His erect penis jutted out from his hips. He made a strangled cry of humiliation, but didn't try to cover himself.
Linda Sue said, "You sure figured Nellie right, Lucy. He's a pain freak. Look how hard he got as soon as I whipped him. Now, Nellie, you surely won't deny that you're aching to serve us. You might lie, but your hard-on tells the truth."
Nelson moaned, "I love to serve, yes, yes! But - my daughter? And my maid?"
Lucy laughed loud and long. Her laughter was deep and booming and caused her massive brown masses of flesh to ripple and jiggle. Linda Sue's laughter was higher and more musical.
"Maid?" Lucy echoed. "We'll see who the maid is going to be! Linda Sue, let's dress this bitch in the clothes we bought specially for her today!"
"Good idea," Linda Sue said. "You see, Nellie, we bought more than just those panties for you, we bought a whole outfit. I know you'll love it."
She opened her closet, dragged out a number of boxes, opened them and laid their contents out on her bed. Nelson whimpered when he saw them.
They made up a sexy French maid's uniform and the various petticoats and stockings and accessories which went with it.
Despite his agitation, Nelson stared hungrily at the garments. He had many feminine garments, but not a maid's uniform. A smart slash across his bottom ended his trancelike staring at the uniform and he cried out in pain.
Linda Sue said, "Nellie, take those clothes off right now!"
He moved into action. In seconds he was completely naked.
"That's better," Linda Sue said, acting sweet as could be. "Look at that hard thing sticking out from Nellie's hips, Lucy. Look how big it is!"
The black woman chuckled as she gripped his cock and squeezed it. Nelson moaned with shame and desire. Lucy fondled his throbbing member.
Lucy said, "If I knew you were equipped like this, Nellie, I would have put your cute little ass in panties a long time ago!"
Linda Sue said, "Ummm, see how smooth and soft his skin is! You look better than ever, Nellie, since Mommy made you shave yourself all over."
Linda Sue and Lucy put Nelson into the maid's uniform. A tight red satin waist cincher with black lace embroidery was the first garment to go on.
It laced up the back. Nelson stood holding on to the bedpost with his back to Lucy, while the big brown woman laced him into the corset.
She used her great strength to pull the laces tight, compressing his already narrow waist so that it was thinner than ever. She did everything but put her knee in his back to pull the laces tight. Nelson was pale and breathless.
Linda Sue stood to the side. There was a tiny leather loop on the tip of the riding crop. She slipped the loop over the tip of his red cock.
She teased and tormented him by pulling on his cock head and stretching his member to the sides while Lucy laced him up.
When Lucy finally finished lacing him, the corset plumped out his white bottom and made it look rounder and fuller and more curved than ever.
His dressing was just beginning. A shiny red satin garter belt with red lace flounces went around his waist. Linda Sue fastened the tiny hooks which held it together. She fondled his penis and his balls while she did so.
Red stockings covered his legs. His thighs looked white and plump where they showed over the tops of the stockings. Linda Sue pinned the garters in place.
Linda Sue said, "Now, Nellie, you're ready for those lovely panties I bought you. I've been waiting all day to see how good you look in them!"
He looked very good indeed, Linda Sue and Lucy agreed when the panties finally covered his hips. He moaned as they covered his swollen cock.
He was quickly dressed. The maid's uniform was made of red satin. He sighed as it was fitted on to his flesh. It had puffed short sleeves and a flared skirt.
The skirt was scandalously short and his panties, with the masculine bulge of his cock throbbing in their crotch, were clearly on display.
Nelson thrilled to the sensual touch of the white petticoats he wore under the skirt. They seemed the very height of femininity. They were stiff and starched and crackled when he moved.
Linda Sue said, "I wanted to put you in seven petticoats, Nellie, but Lucy said that three would be a good number to start you off on. Lucy's been so helpful to me. I don't think that I could have done this without her expert assistance."
Lucy said that was very sweet of Linda Sue and kissed the girl. The brown woman locked her arms around the blonde teenager in a passionate embrace and kissed her hard on the mouth. Linda Sue opened her mouth and Lucy thrust her tongue deep inside it. She fondled Linda Sue's bottom and thighs.
Linda Sue was breathless when the kiss ended. "Wow, that made me all wet inside my pussy, Lucy! Not that I wasn't wet already, just from dressing up our new slave girl. But now I'm really dripping inside! If you kiss me again like that, you're going to have to take me straight to bed!"
Lucy said, "You hear that, Nellie? Linda Sue's all wet inside. Good thing that you like to eat pussy, 'cause you're gonna be doing a lot of it tonight!"
"Good thing you like to get your ass beat, too," Linda Sue giggled.
Lucy pinned a frilly, floppy, lacy maid's cap to the top of Nelson's head. The cap had a pair of white ribbons which she knotted under his chin.
"There you are, all pretty as a picture," Lucy said, as she finished tying on the cap. "Pretty as a picture and waiting to serve."
Linda Sue lifted Nelson's skirt and petticoats with her riding crop. "Lucy, don't you think that we should punish our maid for that naughty bulge in her panties?"
"We surely should and we will. In fact, let's do it right now."
Lucy twisted Nelson's arms behind his back. Linda Sue clicked the handcuffs around his wrist. "Now you really are our prisoner, Nellie," she said.
Lucy said, "Linda Sue, I'm going to show you a different kind of spanking block - a human spanking block!" She got on her hands and knees on the floor.
She had Linda Sue put Nelson over her broad back. Linda Sue clutched her father's arm and led him to the brown woman. Nelson got on his knees. Following Lucy's instructions, he lay face down across Lucy's back, so that their bodies intersected at right angles. He could feel the heat of the brown woman's body even through the shocking pink corset which encased her torso.
He blushed furiously as Linda Sue lifted his skirt and petticoats. The petticoats crackled and rustled as she pushed them high up on his back.
Linda Sue pulled down his panties, baring his bottom. "This is a real reversal, Lucy - a daughter taking down her daddy's panties for a spanking!"
"Usually, it's the other way around," Lucy said, "but not in this house."
Linda Sue licked her lips as she looked at Nelson's shining white buttocks. The smooth, soft, rounded globes of flesh were framed by his red satin garter belt, his frilly garters and the tops of his red stockings.
She said, "When I get through with you, Nellie, your ass will be as red as the rest of the clothes that you're wearing!"
Linda Sue whipped the crop across his bottom. She hit him hard and his face screwed up as he cried out. She slashed him again with the crop.
She said, "Don't worry about yelling too loudly, Nellie. Feel free to scream as loud as you like. The servants are in their quarters and you don't have to worry about Julian down the hall!" She and Lucy laughed at that.
Nelson didn't know, but Lucy and Linda Sue did, that Julian was dressed in sexy girl's lingerie. He lay on his bed, bound and gagged where the two females had left him, after first spanking his ass raw and red.
Now, Linda Sue performed a similar service on her father. Her daughter's tenderness was washed out by the excitement of giving pain, of watching his bottom redden from the application of the crop, from hearing his strangled grunts as the leather slashed his flesh, from seeing the bright red marks where the crop broke the skin and from listening to her daddy beg his teenage daughter for mercy.
Mercy? She showed him none. She tugged down her panties and fingered her pussy with one hand while she whipped him with the other.
Her slender fingers massaged her throbbing clitoris. The blood raced hotly in her veins and the fiery excitement which sizzled in her pussy made her use the riding crop mercilessly. The more she whipped him, the more excited she got.
Finally, Lucy said, "Maybe you best stop now, child. You done tore poor Nellie's little ass up!" Nelson wept like a baby from the beating.
Linda Sue's fingers moved faster and faster on her pussy until she made herself come. She moaned and doubled forward. The crop fell to the floor.
Doubled forward, Linda Sue staggered to her bed and threw herself on it. She lay on her side with her thighs closed and her legs curled, moaning from the force of her orgasm. She shuddered from the hot pleasure of it.
Lucy got out from under Nelson. Sobbing, Nelson lowered his head until his forehead pressed against the carpet. His whipped bottom was raised high.
Lucy joined Linda Sue on the bed. The brown woman's hands fondled Linda Sue's firm breasts through the black leather bra. She rubbed the leather against the hard pink nipples. She ran her hands along Linda Sue's quivering thighs.
After a few moments, Linda Sue recovered. She got off the bed and picked up her riding crop and held it in front of her father's face.
She said loftily, "You may kiss the crop, Nellie, to show your gratitude for my taking the time and trouble to chastise you."
Tears glistened on his face as he lifted it. "Don't hurt me, Linda Sue!"
"Do as you're told and you won't have to be hurt," Lucy snapped.
Linda Sue said, "Maybe I was a little rough on you, Nellie, but I had to show you that I'm not a kid. When I tell you to do something, you do it!"
He pressed his puckered lips against the tip of the riding crop and kissed it wetly. Lucy stood behind him. She bent forward, hooked her massive hands under his cuffed arms and helped the cross-dressed male maid to his feet.
Lucy ran a finger across his bottom, smearing blood on it. Linda Sue used some tissues to blot the tears from Nelson's wet face.
Lucy said, "We didn't plan on putting no make-up on this bitch. But I think that a little lip color won't hurt none and will make her look a whole lot cuter!"
Lucy smeared the blood from his ass on his quivering lips. She repeated the action until his lips were bright red with the blood from his bottom.
Linda Sue said, "For all that whipping, Lucy, this bitch still hasn't learned her lesson. That nasty thing is still bulging between her legs!"
It was true. Despite the pain of the whipping, Nelson's cock was thick, hard and long. Lucy pulled down his panties in front to check his condition.
"Uh-oh," she said, "our male maid has soiled her panties!" Semen glistened on the tip of the brown woman's fingers where she rubbed them against his crotch.
Linda Sue said, "Looks like that whipping didn't do the trick after all. I guess we'll just have to milk Nellie dry before we can continue!"
Lucy unlocked the handcuffs. Nelson whimpered as he rubbed the deep red grooves on his flesh where the cold steel bracelets had chafed it.
Linda Sue said, "Lucy, I don't want that blood messing up my clean sheets!"
Lucy said, "There ain't much of it. But I'll put something under him."
Lucy went into the bathroom, found a towel and laid it down on the bed. "We don't want to soil those pretty petticoats or that lovely uniform, either."
She and Linda Sue removed his red satin uniform and his petticoats, making sure not to get any blood on the garments. They had planned on teasing and tormenting Nelson for much longer, but their lust had overpowered their dominant cruelty, at least temporarily. They would take the edge off their lust and punish and humiliate him to their heart's content during the rest of the weekend.
They commanded him to lie down on his back on the bed and to do it so his whipped ass rested on the towel which was spread on the sheets.
Linda Sue turned her back to Lucy. Lucy unhooked the blonde teenager's black leather bra and took it off, fondling Linda Sue's breasts as she did so.
The pert breasts tumbled free from the cups. The nipples were hard and throbbing. Lucy reached around Linda Sue and rested her hands on the girl's breasts, so that the stiff nipples pressed against her palms.
She rubbed and squeezed the breasts. Linda Sue moaned. She closed her eyes until they were dark slits glittering in her pale white face.
She opened her mouth and sighed heavily. Lucy dropped one hand to the girl's panties and tugged them down off her hips, baring her pussy.
Lucy's brown hand fondled the pussy. Linda Sue's pussy lips were pink and surprisingly full. The thick brown fingers stroked pleasure into them.
Lucy said, "I could do this all day, darling, but as long as we've got that slave lying on the bed with that good hard cock, we might as well make good use of it. You and me can always make love - and we surely will, later."
Linda Sue teased, "Bet that's something you didn't know about, Nellie. I've been slipping over to the servant's quarters to spend my nights with Lucy. Ummm, she does me so good! I never met a man who could satisfy me like she does!"
Lucy chuckled and fondly patted Linda Sue's behind. "Ain't she the sweetest little old thing ever, Nellie? You got a daughter you can be proud of."
Her breasts bobbed as she strutted over to him. He looked up at her awesome figure, his eyes filled with hot desire to submit to her will.
Lucy said, "I know you like to eat pussy, Nellie - love to eat it - Linda Sue told me how good you went down on Miss Charlotte. But what I want to know now is, you ever gone down on some good black pussy? Hmmmmm?"
"N-no, Miss Lucy, I never had." His voice was a shy whisper.
"Why not?" Lucy demanded. "You ain't prejudiced, are you, bitch?"
"No, Miss Lucy, of course not! I worship all women - I don't care about their color! It's just that I've never known any black women intimately!"
Lucy chuckled. "Well, you're gonna get to know this black woman a whole lot better. Your tongue is gonna get to know my pussy inside out - and my ass, too! In fact, you can just sit up and kiss my ass right now!"
She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. Her brown buttocks were immense - smooth - rippling with dominant power and passion.
Linda Sue said, "That ass seems to beautiful to waste on a lowly slave, Lucy. You should let me polish it with my tongue instead."
"Don't you never get tired of kissing my bottom?" Lucy was pleased. "Nellie never had the chance to kiss it. Let's be fair and give her that chance."
The pain in his bottom was forgotten as Nelson stared hungrily at the brown woman's wide hips and thickly bushed pussy and succulent ass.
He sat up on the bed. Lucy said, "Come to your master, Nellie."
Looking over her shoulder at him, she gripped a handful of his hair and pulled his head to her bottom. He gasped and rubbed his face against her buttocks.
"Feels good, don't it?" she said. "It tastes even better. Now, stick out your tongue and polish up my cheeks with it. Make 'em gleam, bitch."
He extended his pink tongue past his blood-red lips and pressed it against her brown flesh. The buttocks rippled and jiggled as he licked them.
Linda Sue stood in front of Lucy. The teenager stroked Lucy's pussy.
When Lucy's bottom was shiny with saliva, she rested her hands on the cheeks and pulled them apart, spreading them wide, exposing her dark crack.
Her anus was a puckered brown rose. "Get your nose down in there, girl," Lucy said, pulling his face between her buttocks. "Get your tongue inside me."
Her fleshy brown bottom was hot and smooth as it pressed against his face. Nelson licked her anus, then thrust his tongue in and out of it.
Lucy enjoyed the twin delights of having her anus rimmed and making her employer her slave. Linda Sue fondled Lucy's clitoris.
Lucy at last pulled Nelson's face away from her ass. He was sorry to leave it.
Lucy said, "Now it's time to get down to business. Although I don't know why I'm hurrying. That thing of Nellie's is as hard as it was when we started."
She put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back down on the bed. Then she and Linda Sue climbed on the mattress and arranged themselves around him.
Lucy knelt at the head of the bed and Linda Sue knelt at its foot.
Linda Sue gripped his member. "This is really strange, Lucy. Just think, sixteen years ago, Nellie put this thing inside my mom and created me. And now I'm going to take this thing inside me and rape it and milk it dry. Life is strange."
"We're gonna make it a whole lot stranger," Lucy said.
Linda Sue fondled his soft white thighs where they emerged from the stocking tops. She slipped her hands beneath the garters and stroked his skin.
"He feels so soft and smooth," she marveled. "Just like a real girl!"
"It's the best of both worlds. He dresses like a pretty little bitch, but he has that good hard thing between his legs. And we can use his ass like a pussy, too, just like your momma did. It sure is nice to have a cross-dressed slave."
Linda Sue gripped his member. It was hot and red and throbbed against her fingers. When she squeezed it, a pearly drop of come oozed from the head.
Linda Sue smeared it on her finger, and raised it to his lips. "Sweets for the sweet. Suck it, Nellie and no whining! You can't fool me! I saw Mom make you go down on her and clean out her pussy after you came inside it."
"I saw it, too," Lucy said. "Man, that was some hot action! Linda Sue and I almost had a fight over who was gonna get to peep through the keyhole next!"
Linda Sue straddled her father's hips. She toyed with the frilly scallops of red lace which hung down from the bottom of the red satin garter belt.
Gripping his member, she rubbed it against her soft pussy lips. The red cock head glided against her pink pussy lips, spreading them to reveal slippery membranes.
Nelson whimpered, "But - but you're my daughter! I'm so confused!"
Lucy laughed at his feeble protests as she moved into position over his head.
Nelson whimpered, "No, Linda Sue! This isn't right - is it?!"
"If I want to do it, Nellie, then it must be right," she answered, '"cause as far as you're concerned, a woman can do no wrong and I'm a woman!"
A shadow covered his frantic face as Lucy straddled his head. Her pale pink nyloned legs pressed his cheeks. Her pussy lips were thick and wet.
Lucy lowered herself down and sat on his face, cutting off his words in mid-sentence. He was muffled by her pussy covering his mouth.
Linda Sue guided the cock head inside her. She gasped and shivered as she took it deep inside her. The rigid cock glided against her slippery membranes.
His cock filled her. Nelson couldn't believe how hot and tight her pussy was. And Lucy's pussy was so hot and wet and saturated with juices.
He felt like he would pass out from the sheer pleasure of it all. But there would be no rest for him. He was a cross-dressed sex slave and his duty was to serve.
Lucy's thick pussy lips spread to the sides. Her membranes pressed against his face, smearing it with juices. He lifted his tongue to her clitoris.
Linda Sue sat up straight and tall, with his cock deep inside her. She rocked back and forth like she was riding a bucking bronco.
Nelson wondered about his fate. Was there some gene for sexual kinkiness which he had passed down to his daughter? Whatever the answer was, he didn't care. He was a slave and didn't have to ponder such weighty questions. His existence boiled down to one requirement - he must pleasure the dominant females.