What I am Now

How it began is for another time. For now I will tell you what I
have become. I was awoken by my sister, Michelle, with her
lightly stroking my long blonde hair and whispering into my ear
that it was time to wake and that she had an errand she needed me
for. As she whispered I smiled and rubbed my eyes to get up for
my day.

I was only 5' 3" and about 98 pounds soaking wet. I had always
been small but when my current benefactor found me he decided he
liked my size and was determined to keep me that way. Well,
several years later I am here to tell you he was more successful
that I would have imagined - but I digress. Michelle was slightly
older than me at 19. She was also bigger than a big sister should
be - she smiled at me as she selected the clothing I was to wear
for my duties.

Michelle walked to my big dresser - it was so much larger than me
and so full of my new clothes that it was better for Michelle to
help me and tell me what to wear than for me to try to figure it
out myself. Besides, she knew what I was to be used for today and
I did not, so who better to choose for me.

First she chose a pair of satin pink panties with a thong back to
show off my tiny little heart shaped ass and a low scooped front
to provide maximum viewing of my tight thin tummy. Michelle and
Master demanded that I work out frequently to ensure that I had a
very tight and toned little body. I pulled on my panties and was
careful to be sure my tiny cock and balls were properly tucked
up-in and away to create a perfectly smooth front. Michelle
smiled lovingly at me when I did this. She had worked long and
hard - giggle - with me to teach me how to affect that perfectly
smooth form.

Next she handed me a matching bra with push-up cups. My hormone
therapy had now worked well and I had developed B cups! Master
told me he is not sure how happy he is with my current size and
has told me that He may get implants for me - wink. The satin and
lace cradled my breasts and made them look so cute!

Now Michelle handed me a matching garter belt with lace trim and
pretty heart and bow accents. This was followed by a pair of
stockings in pink with white tops and a tiny black bow on the
front of each. As I attached them to my garter belt I could feel
the tug and the wonderful sense of enclosure in femininity.

After I had my lingerie on Michelle selected a short skirt for to
wear - it was white and form fitting - made of a stretchy fabric
that encased my lower half and showcased my great legs and
amazing ass! Michele handed me a top in pink made of a soft fuzzy
material with three-quarter length sleeves and a low v-neck neck
revealing a hint of my cleavage with only a the merest glance.
Finally Michelle handed me a pair of platform pumps in white,
with three-inch heels and a clear base for the platform - very
stripperesque to be sure!

We walked into the bathroom to apply my make-up. I have very
smooth pale skin and the colors Michelle dressed me in are quite
pastel and understated - although the articles themselves are
certainly overstated - giggle. Michelle used glossy pinks for my
lipstick - very sassy! She tied my hair up into a cute ponytail
that bobbed and bounced with my every step. When I looked in the
mirror I was every man's jailbait fantasy. I looked like a
fifteen-year-old girl with nubile and supple breasts, long smooth
strong legs, that was innocent of experience and dressed for sin.

Michelle told me to hop up onto the counter top. Being the
obedient little girl that I had become I did so immediately and
waited for Michelle. Michelle disappeared for a few moments and
returned with a butt plug. My smile immediately sank. Michelle
knew that I had a hard time with this element of my training. One
reason was the shear size of he toy. This was not just a little
plug. Michelle said she needed to train me to accommodate larger
objects penetrating me and that this would please Master - that
last goad usually pushed me over the edge into wishing to do my
utmost to please him.

In addition, it had taken some no small adjusting to get used to
the idea of no longer being a boy and dreaming about fucking
girls and taking them for my pleasure. It was not easy accepting
that now I would be the one who was fucked, who was penetrated
who was the source of pleasure. I learned how to be a great
little fuck and cocksucker, but it was not easy. Master, of
course, made it less difficult. His great cock and huge balls
kept my belly and ass full of cum for weeks as I learned how to
become his perfect little slut looking like a junior highschooler.

Michelle turned to me and smiled as she said, "It will please
Master very much if you lay back, lift your skirt and pull your
cute little panties aside so that I can fill you."

I smirked a little as she used this trick to get me to comply
with her request and I smiled at her as I hiked my skirt and
pulled my panties away from my hole so that she could insert the
plug into my waiting ass. After she had lubed and slid the plug
into place she instructed me to hop off of the counter and to
come down stairs for my instructions for the day.

When I got downstairs Michelle handed me a little purse and said
that I should go with the driver and that he would explain
everything to me on the way. I thanked Michelle and pecked my
sister on the cheek to say goodbye for the day and turned to go
as she swatted my bottom affectionately - although I am sure it
left a red handprint on my bare skin - giggle.

I followed the driver to the elevator in the entryway. I had
never left the suite alone and in fact wasn't even sure what city
I was in. We always left the building garage in the basement in
the limo, which had very dark windows, and took different routes
at different times so that any attempts to figure out where I was
were futile - I had stopped trying some time ago.

Once under way the driver handed me a piece of paper with a man's
name and address on it. He said I was to go the office and ask
for the man and do as he instructed. I was nervous as you might
imagine. I never knew just what would be in store for me when I
arrived. Based on what Michelle had me wearing today I guessed
that I was to take this man's daughter out shopping and have a
good time with a spoiled little rich girl running around the mall
trying on clothes and being silly - yeah - right - wink. I was
fairly certain that I was being sent to please one of Master's
clients with a fetish for little girls and a penchant for a bit
of buggery.

We arrived at one of the larger buildings downtown and I went to
the elevator bank for the upper floors and took the elevator to
the 71st floor and to the suite numbered on the piece of paper. I
walked up to the receptionist who sneered at me and asked for Mr.
Alsomb. He receptionist instructed me to wait and she called some
one on her phone. The receptionist hung up the phone, instructed
me to wait in the reception area and told me that some one would
be right out to collect me. I waited for over an hour when a
woman in her mid-twenties came and asked me to follow her.

"My but what a cute one they've sent today. I know you will sure
to please Mr. Alsomb. Now, you may knock and enter his office."
she said as we arrived at a door that ran from ceiling to floor.

I knocked and entered. Mr. Alsomb was on the phone facing away
from me looking out a giant window that was behind his desk.
Again I waited, this time for only about five minutes when the
man swiveled in his desk to face me. It was difficult to make out
his appearance with the sun streaming in the window behind him.
He told me to approach the desk. I walked toward his desk.

He said, "No, I want you to come over here," motioning toward the
desk area immediately in front of him, "and hop up here for me to
look at you." I walked over to him and hopped onto his desk as he
instructed. He looked me over, "My what a cute little slut
they've sent me today - I may just want to keep you here to take
good care of my cock." he said with a big grin on his face. "Now
spread your legs and lay back." Then he pulled my panties aside
and removed my plug.

He moved slightly away from me and I notice he began to unscrew
the top of the plug off! After he did so he dumped out the
contents onto a mirror. There was a small piece of paper with
writing on it and a small amount of white familiar powder. I knew
the drug well - Master used it once upon a time on me to lure me
to him - it worked then and it continues to do so.

The man then pulled a needle and a spoon from his desk drawer. He
placed a small amount of powder on the spoon and mixed it with a
bit of water. After this he lit a match and boiled the contents,
which he then drew into the syringe. He then looked at me with a
leering grin that filled me with fear and panic. I knew that this
was a man that Master wished me to please so I did not reveal my
fright to Mr. Alsomb. He came to me and grabbed my right leg. He
held it as he pushed the needle into a vein behind my knee and
expelled the contents into my body.

I immediately felt the rush and confusion and pleasure. I fought
through the sudden urge to vomit and then lay back in a state of
indescribable satisfaction and physical grace. I was in heaven, I
was nowhere, and I was my Master's toy - here on an assignment
doing his bidding - delivering contraband to a wealthy man in a
pretty package.

"This must be some pretty good shit - better be better than that
crap I scored last month from that other fuck. So My
little one - are you enjoying yourself?" I nodded yes and smiled
at the man with my eyes agog in their opioid bliss. "Let us not
waste an opportunity that presents itself to us now shall we? Get
on your knees and take my cock into your mouth this instant you
little cocksucker."

I was quite good at doing what I was told and began felating the
man with vigor that would make Master proud. I pumped and sucked
until I could feel his balls swell and explode as he filled my
mouth with his seed. The man was not yet sated as he lifted me
and bent me over the desk and tore my panties aside and entered
me violently and with the ease that the plug's stretching
allowed.

He pumped me hard and fast taking longer to build up his load
this time. My muscles gripped at his cock and held him tightly to
increase his pleasure until he finally came in me leaving me with
a full ass and a full belly. He pulled out and slapped my ass
hard with his hand leaving a print matching my sisters on my
other cheek. The man wrote a note and placed it in an envelop
with cash and handed it to me - "take this to your Master" he
said.

I rearranged myself as well as I could in his bathroom and left
his office and got into the car and sped home.