A Controlled Life

      Forward and disclaimer

     

      The devices, programs, gadgets, toys, apps, and websites in this story are real. The use of their brand names and products allowed through nominative fair use. The potential for them to be used in the ways they are in this story really does exist. Research has been conducted to ensure the accuracy and efficacy of these items to make this story as realistic as possible at the time of writing. I apologize for any updates, changes, modifications, or changes in availability of any these items that will render their capabilities to vary from that shown in the story. The characters here are fictional and any likeness or similarity to real people is purely coincidental.

      This is a work of fiction and not a how-to guide. Blackmail and some of the other events in this story are illegal and are not condoned by me in any way by my publishing of this story. Re-creation of any of the events of this book in real life should only occur between consenting adults. Neither I nor the owners of any site where this work is published are responsible for the actions of others who use this story for illicit or illegal purposes.

     

      Chapter one

     

      Tom had always been a submissive. But living in a small town made it very difficult for him to meet people who shared his interests. This, along with the fact that he was overweight and rather plain looking had kept him from ever having a real relationship...let alone one built on Female Dominance. Due to his inability to find a Mistress to serve, he resorted to self-bondage and the occasional web-cam session. Then one day as he was looking through listings of On-line Mistresses he came across an ad for a Princess Dee. She said that she liked to control slaves on-line in all kinds of ways including using Teamviewer. Her ad said she wanted more control than just what she got from having slaves on web-cam and that it allowed her to actually restrict the slave by controlling his computer.

      Tom was excited by the idea and replied to her ad saying that he was very interested in this new way of serving. While waiting for her reply he read up on the program and what all it could do. He was a bit nervous that she might find out more about him than he wanted her to, so he took the precaution of using the folder options in Windows to hide the files that he did not want Princess Dee to see. He then downloaded the program as he thought he was safe and that this would be a lot of fun for him as he really did enjoy submitting.

      Two days later he got an Instant Message from Princess Dee saying that she would accept him as her new Teamviewer slave and that he was to have his Teamviewer open and set to allow Full Access at 4pm on Saturday. Tom was so excited by the idea of this new form of submission that he immediately went into the bathroom and wanked himself crazy. "This will be so much fun!" he thought to himself as he pretended that he was already under her control.

      Saturday could not come fast enough for Tom; but when it finally did he turned on his computer and ran the Teamviewer program as soon as he woke up. While he waited for 4 o'clock to come he busied himself by reading all of his favorite bondage stories on the web...this did nothing but get him so aroused and in a dither that he was afraid he would cum as soon as she logged into his PC. Right before 4pm he closed his web browser and deleted its history so she would not know what he had been doing all day.

      At 4pm he saw the Teamviewer box pop open and a message saying "Awaiting Authentication". Princess Dee then sent him an Instant Message and asked him what the password was. Tom had not set a permanent password as he was not sure how this would go, and did not want her to be able to access his PC if he decided that this was not for him. He gave her the temporary password and watched as the box shrunk down into the bottom right-hand corner of his screen as the connection was completed. Princess Dee was now in his computer and Tom was both totally excited and frightened by this.

      On her side of the connection Princess Dee just smiled. She knew much more about Teamviewer and its capabilities than Tom or any other slave could ever imagine. The first thing she did upon connection was to go up to the tab in the top of her window that showed Tom's screen to her. She then clicked on Extras and Remote System Info. This gave her the computer name of Tom's PC as well as his IP address. She chuckled to herself when she saw that Tom had foolishly used his full name when he had set up his computer.  "This will be too easy" she thought to herself.  Tom had no idea about any of this and was waiting for something to happen.

      Princess Dee then closed the Remote System Information box and clicked on Extras again; she then selected chat and typed in "hello slave" into the box. Tom was surprised when the little box in the corner popped up and saw what she had typed. He quickly typed in his reply of "Hello Princess, how are you?" into his chat box. He was still nervous but getting more turned on by the moment. Princess Dee then said that before they could continue that she needed to make some changes to his Teamviewer settings since their connection was so slow, and asked if he would allow her to do so. Tom said yes and then watched as his cursor started to move across his screen. He saw it stop on his Teamviewer icon as Princess Dee double clicked on it, bringing up his Teamviewer box. Tom watched as she then clicked on his Extras Tab and then his Options. First Princess Dee checked off the box marked "Start Teamviewer with Windows" Tom then watched as Princess Dee clicked on his Security Tab and then started to type in a password. He stopped her from typing and asked her why she was adding a password to his PC. She explained that once she had set the options up as she needed them that she would need to disconnect and then reconnect, and that it was easier to do so if she had a permanent password...that way if she got disconnected she could just reconnect instead of having to wait for him to send her the new temporary password. Tom thought this made sense and allowed her to go ahead and add a password; he figured that he could always change it or remove it later if this didn't work out.

      Princess Dee then clicked on his Remote Control tab and set his Quality setting to Optimize Speed. She then clicked on his Advanced tab and unchecked all of the Log File boxes. This would prevent Tom from being able to look through the logs and try to determine what she had done.  Then she clicked on OK putting all of her settings into place. She then told Tom that she would now reconnect and that hopefully the speed would be much better. He watched as the little box disappeared and a large box appeared saying that "This was a free session". He then saw the little box appear back in the corner as Princess Dee reconnected to his PC. "Is it faster now?" he asked her. Princess Dee then moved the mouse over his screen pretending to see if the speed was any better and then smiled as she told him "Oh yes, this will work much better".

      Tom watched in fascination as the cursor moved about the screen without him touching the mouse. He then saw it stop on his Start button where Princess Dee then clicked it open. She then went to Tom's Control Panel and opened up his User Accounts and Family Safety. Tom balked at this and asked her what she was doing. Princess Dee explained to Tom that she needed to have her own account on his PC for some of the controls and that he needed to stop moving the mouse or she would stop him. Tom, who had experience with XP and Vista knew that without his password she could not take away his admin rights and that he could undo any of her changes; agreed to let her continue...little realizing that Seven was a whole different operating system.

      He then watched as Princess Dee created a new user account named Princess Dee with admin rights and again balked when she started to add a password. Princess Dee said that she was tired of him interrupting her and that she was going to stop him from doing so; she also threatened that if he quit the session that she would never talk to him again. Tom was too excited and too desperate to have this happen so he started to type that he would behave. As he was typing this he saw his cursor going up to the top of his screen. Princess Dee had had enough and had clicked on her Actions button and then selected the Disable Remote Input option. Tom was not surprised when his typing no longer showed up on screen. He tried moving his mouse to move the cursor to no avail...Princess Dee had locked out his inputs.

      Princess Dee then finished typing in her password and setting up her account. She then told Tom to be patient as what she was doing would take a few minutes. She then clicked on Tom's Start button and Switch User. Tom then watched in fascination as the cursor moved over to her new account on his PC and as her password appeared; but it was just dots as far as Tom could tell. Nothing happened for several minutes as the computer created Princess Dee's profile on the PC but then Tom saw the cursor start to move again as Princess Dee had resumed her control. Tom watched as the cursor floated back up to the top of his screen, and Princess Dee then clicked on her Actions button and clicked on Show Black Screen. Tom panicked as his screen went black...he could no longer see what Princess Dee was up to.

      Princess Dee went back into his Teamviewer options and to his Advanced Settings. She then quickly checked the boxes for Disable Teamviewer Shutdown and Changes Require Administrative Rights on This Computer; and then entered her own password into the ‘Protect options with password’ and ‘Confirm password’ boxes. She then clicked the OK button. She knew that this would prevent Tom from being able to undo any of the Teamviewer settings she had just entered. By this time Tom was about to terminate the connection, but before he could do so Princess Dee unchecked the Show Black Screen option giving Tom a moment to relax so she could catch him off-guard again. She knew that most slaves would run away when the screen went black and not give her time to get everything done that she needed to. She knew that if she broke it up the slave would relax a bit and wouldn't immediately disconnect if she made the screen black again. She was right of course and Tom started to catch his breath thinking that she was just messing with his mind and didn't really have time to do anything serious to his PC yet. So when it went black again Princess Dee had more than enough time to go back into the User Accounts menu and change him to a Standard User and remove his password. "Thank God he has Windows Seven" thought Princess Dee, "this makes it much easier". Princess Dee chuckled to herself as she thought about the fact that it was also the Professional version instead of the Home version. That would make her job so much easier later on since it would allow her to edit group and user policies.

      Tom had no idea of what had happened yet; he thought he was going to somehow be controlled remotely and that it would be like a web-cam session...once and done...unless he decided to try her out again. But so far she had not really done anything...he expected her to look at his pictures or stuff like that since that is what he heard most  Dommes do when he was reading about Teamviewer and domination; or that she would turn on his web-cam and make him do things while she went through his PC.  So far he was disappointed that neither one of those had happened, and he was totally unaware that within a matter of minutes Princess Dee now had permanent access to his PC and that he no longer had any admin capabilities at all.

      By this time Tom was a little disappointed and thinking that this was a total waste of time and he would never bother to do anything like this again, but then to his surprise Princess Dee told him to reopen his messenger program and that she would now begin to dominate him in ways he never imagined."Finally," Tom thought to himself "maybe there will be something to this after all." He went ahead and signed into his messenger program as she requested really not knowing what to expect. As soon as he did this he was quite taken aback as Princess Dee then moved his cursor down and opened up an IM to herself. She then went up to IM options and turned on his web-cam. "There we go, now I can see you and make sure that you obey me" Princess Dee said. Tom was excited to hear her voice for the first time and found it to be both authoritarian and sultry at the same time. He thought to himself how much fun it was going to be listening to her tell him what to do. Unknown to Tom, Princess Dee had software on her computer to capture and record streaming video and take stills from web-cams. "One more piece in the puzzle" laughed Princess Dee to herself...she now had his real name, his IP address, and his picture, "this is almost too easy."

      "Now slave, tell me what kind of toys or other items you have there that I can have you use for my amusement?" she asked him. Tom was getting giddy with excitement. He loved to play on web-cam and had all kinds of toys that he had bought over the years. They weren’t things that he really enjoyed per se; but they were things that he had been asked to have or use during previous web-cam sessions he had had. So his collection of items had gradually built up and were as various as the women he had played with in the past. He told her he had cuffs, rope, dildos, butt-plugs, some cross-dressing items, makeup, clamps, clothespins, blindfolds, gags, a riding crop and paddles. "Wonderful," said Princess Dee "go gather everything up while I browse around on your PC and the Internet." Tom had mixed feelings about this...yes he was going to be dominated which he really enjoyed, but he was also nervous about leaving his PC unattended while she had it under her control. He hesitated for only a minute as the desire to be dominated was stronger than his fear. "Besides," he reassured himself "my important files are hidden."

      As he was gathering his toys Princess Dee opened up his web browser and went to the Collarme website. She clicked through several of the profiles looking for just the banner ad she needed on the right-hand side of the page. After 13 or 14 profiles...she found just what she needed. There was a banner ad saying "Meet people in" and a hypertext link listing the city and state that Tom was in. She then closed the browser so Tom would not know that she had added another piece to her puzzle. On her own PC she then did a people search using his name and city; she laughed cruelly to herself when his address and phone number popped up. She now had permanent access to his PC as long as it was connected to the

Internet, she had his name, phone number, address, city, state, IP address and even his picture; and in just a few minutes she would have video and pictures of him in all kinds of compromising and humiliating situations. Poor Tom had no idea of any of this as he happily gathered his toys together.

      When Tom got back he had an armful of toys. Princess Dee then instructed him to spread them all out on the floor in front of the camera so she could see everything she had to work with. Princess Dee looked over everything carefully before deciding exactly what she was going to have Tom do to himself. She knew that once he did these things and she had it on video, that there was no escape for him and that she could then begin to take things much, much further than Tom had ever anticipated. Tom had no idea that what was about to happen would be the beginning of his new life as a totally controlled slave to Princess Dee. He was still gullibly under the belief that this was just only a “session” and thought that once it was over that things would go back to the way they were.

      Princess Dee then told Tom to get undressed and that from now until she told him otherwise, he was not to respond to her or the camera in any way; but to carry out her commands. Tom was about to ask her why, when he saw the stern look on her face and decided to go along with her commands. Shrugging his shoulders, he resigned himself to see what she had in mind.

      Princess Dee quickly looked down to her own keyboard and adjusted the settings on her web-cam capture software so it would record the audio and video from his cam separately. She could always merge them together again later; but for now she wanted it to look like Tom was doing all of the things he was about to do of his own volition. Without the audio…Tom would never be able to prove that he was being told what to do, or lie and say that he was being forced. Anyone who received the file would just see Tom acting out a sick and kinky fantasy alone in his own living room.

      “Now, my naughty little slut,” Princess Dee started. “Turn around and get your makeup that I see there”. Tom turned around and went over to pick up the small make up kit he had bought. “Okay sissy, now come back over here to your desk and use your webcam and monitor to put on your makeup. Do it just like if you were sitting in front of a mirror. Let’s see…subtle or sluttish????” Princess Dee chuckled to herself. She already knew that the more garish and outlandish she went, the worse it would be for Tom. “Let’s go with sluttish my little sissy. I want you to put on the makeup nice and heavy for me.” Tom started with the foundation. He only had the one color and it wasn’t even close to his flesh tone. Tom didn’t want to take time looking through the colors when he bought it, as it was already almost too embarrassing. If he spent time looking, he was afraid that people would realize that he was buying it for himself.

      Princess Dee had to suppress a laugh as she saw his white face start to take on a much darker complexion. “Perfect!” she thought to herself; the contrast between his white body and darker face would draw immediate attention to his made up face as he carried out her plans.

      Princess Dee then instructed Tom to put on his lipstick…again, she was more than bemused when she saw that the lipstick Tom had was a very bright and vibrant red. This would again really contrast with his foundation. “God, he looks like a cross between a whore and a clown” she thought,” I may as well go all out here and make him embellish it for full effect”. At this thought she told Tom to put it on much heavier and to go slightly outside his lip lines to make them appear much fuller. Tom complied in silence as she hadn’t yet given him permission to respond or speak…”If nothing else,” Tom thought…”I can impress her with my obedience”. Princess Dee then had him use the bright pink eye-shadow as a blusher and instructed him to fill in his eyelids with the darkest blue eye-shadow he had all the way up to his eyebrows.

      It was everything Princess Dee could do to avoid bursting out into laughter at this point…she needed to maintain her composure or else Tom would react to her and blow  the chance of making it look like Tom was doing this all on his own. So instead of laughing at him, she told him that she was so happy that he could obey her earlier instructions. Tom almost beamed with pride at this comment; but also suppressed it as he did not want to disappoint her right after she had praised him. Tom was beginning to really get excited sexually at the control he was finally experiencing.

      “Now slave, go back to your toys and get your small butt-plug and put it in…no lube. If you need to get it a little wet…just suck on it for a minute” Princess Dee told him. Tom bent down and picked it up, and started to turn around towards the camera when Princess Dee told him not to. She just wanted him to keep his back to the camera and pretend it wasn’t there. Tom put it into his mouth and began to suck on it and lick it as best as he could so it would go in easier. Princess Dee was thrilled that she did not have to tell Tom again not to turn around. Once he got it wet enough, Tom brought it around behind him, bent over and slowly inserted it into his ass. Princess Dee watched as the wide part crested his anus and the butt-plug was pulled the rest of the way into his ass. As it slid the rest of the way in, Tom quickly stood back up in surprise as it popped into him. The camera was lined up perfectly behind Tom and caught all the action…including his now twitching penis.

      “You’re doing great slave, just keep pretending that I am not here.” Princess Dee told him. “Now I want you to put on that lovely little hot pink bra and panties I saw earlier.” Tom went back over to the pile of toys in the floor, and again…making sure he did not turn around, he picked up the panties and slid them up his legs. He was just able to pull the elastic band over the tip of his now fully hard erection. He then grabbed the bra off the floor and put it on with the skill born of practice. He brought the ends together in front of himself so he could easily clasp them together, spun it around his chest and pulled the shoulder straps up over his arms. “I can see you’ve done this a few times before.” Princess Dee said. Tom felt the embarrassment well up inside him; he wasn’t a transvestite and had only worn these when commanded to on web-cam. He wasn’t as practiced at this as Princess Dee thought he was.

      “Now, turn around and sit down right there on your floor slave” Princess Dee instructed. Tom turned around to obey her and when he did Princess Dee was stunned at the striking contrasts between his very white skin, the hot pink bra and panties, and his darker and heavily made up face. She thought he would fit in perfectly in a scene from the movie Moulin Rouge.

      Tom gently sat down due to the butt-plug and with his legs out in front of him; the bulge in his panties was very noticeable on the webcam. Princess Dee then told him to start playing with his breast through the bra. Tom grabbed both cups and began squeezing his man-boobs just like if they were the real thing. Princess Dee was loving every moment. She knew she was helping Tom dig a hole for himself that he would never, ever be able to get out of. She watched as Tom alternated between grabbing the cups to caress them and twirling his fingers over his nipples.

      “Wonderful slave…it is nice to see that you are so obedient” Princess Dee said, “now grab your dildo there and suck on it for me.” Tom reached behind him and grabbed the dildo off the floor and holding it in one hand he began to suck on it for her. Princess Dee chuckled to herself again. “Not like that sissy…cup the base with both hands, bend down over it and give it a serious deep throating blow-job. Do to it what you would want a woman to do to you!” Tom complied and went to town on the dildo. He alternated between licking the head in a swirling motion to sucking it heavily into his mouth and bobbing up and down with gusto.

      Tom was getting more excited by the moment, but still didn’t have that look of wanton lust on his face that Princess Dee wanted to see. “Close your eyes my little slut,” she said. “You are supposed to look like a whore who is thoroughly being used.” Tom complied. He would have had that look in a few minutes anyway, as he was really getting into the swing of things as it was.

      “Yes my little sissy whore…just like that” Princess Dee said with encouragement. “Now, toss the dildo aside and use one hand to start slowly rubbing your cock through your panties, and start licking your lips for me.”  Tom did this with abandon, he was now deeply into subspace and extremely turned on. “That’s it baby; just keep doing that for me.” Princess Dee said. “Now, use one finger to stimulate your cock head.” Tom did this and gasped at the wave of pleasure this brought to him. “Keep it up slut” Princess Dee told him. After a few minutes of this Princess Dee was happy to see the expanding dark spot as Tom’s pre-cum began to soak through the panties.

      “Oh yes slave, almost there…I can tell. Now get up on your knees, pull your panties down a bit and start masturbating for me…hurry my slave….wank one out for me!” Princess Dee commanded. Tom began furiously pumping on his penis for all he was worth. Both he and Princess Dee knew it was only a matter of a few minutes, if not just seconds at most, before he would cum.

      As soon as he did, the webcam could just discern the semen as it splattered onto the brown wooden floor in front of Tom. Princess Dee told him to keep going until she told him to stop; and determined that he would need a better high definition camera in the future. “Okay my slave; you can stop now…what an obedient little slut you’ve been. Now lean back against your heels with your hands on your knees and look at the mess you’ve made on your floor”. Tom looked down and was dreading what he thought was coming next. He had heard of men being forced to clean up their mess and had often fantasized about it; but once he had achieved his orgasmic bliss…like most men his submissiveness and willingness disappeared in the blink of an eye. But before he could say he was done and get up and disconnect Princess Dee as the shame of what he had just done hit him; he heard Princess Dee tell him to freeze and listen carefully to what she had to say.

      As soon as she told Tom to freeze, Princess Dee pressed the pause button on the recording program. “Now then Tom Henderson of 1425 Allen Lane in Davenport Iowa; let’s appraise your situation. Shall we?” Tom snapped his head up when she said his name and address. “I said don’t fucking move slave; and I meant it! Now listen to me closely bitch; when I say ‘Now’…you will kneel down and lick your cum up off the floor with a look of sheer delight on your face, or I will send a copy of this little recording of you we just made…along with some still photos of you to every one of your neighbors. Do I make myself clear? You can answer me now; but don’t move a muscle.”

      Tom begged her not to do this to him, but she told him to shut up and obey her or that every house and business in his neighborhood would get copies of his little adventure in the mail. Tom broke out into a cold sweat as the fear of what was happening overtook him; but it would not be noticeable on the webcam as he was still sweating from pleasuring himself; and the heavy makeup hid the fact that all the blood had drained from his face.

      Tom finally relented and agreed to do as Princess Dee had demanded. She told him to look at the cum on the floor again and get ready. As soon as she said “Now” Princess Dee had resumed the recording and watched with glee as Tom appeared to eagerly get down and begin to lick his floor clean of all the semen he had just spilled. She continued to record until he had licked up the last drop. She knew that nobody would ever notice the pause; and that the video now appeared to show that Tom had done all of this by himself not knowing that it had been caught on camera.

      “Well done slave” Princess Dee intoned. “”That is now my Pièce de résistance, the ‘frosting on my cake’. I hope you realize now the gravity of your situation…if not, let me enlighten you” as she said this Princess Dee used the copy and paste function of Teamviewer to transfer a copy of the recording onto Tom’s computer. She then played it for Tom’s benefit. Tom was more than stunned as he watched himself seemingly doing everything on his own. Even to him, without the audio it appeared that he had just got caught on camera acting out a sick fetish. He was even more stunned when the video showed him immediately going down to lick up his cum after he came. Princess Dee was correct…nobody would ever notice the pause.

      Tom was almost in shock as he asked her “Why are you doing this? W-what do you want?” Princess Dee smiled evilly at him. “It is really quite simple slave; your money and your life are now mine to do with as I please. You belong to me now!”

     

      Chapter two

     

      “Now my little cock-sucking, sperm-eating, sissy slut, get your ass back over here and sit down in front of your computer on your hands so we can have a little chat…and then we are going to go shopping online” Princess Dee said with a sadistic laugh. Tom stood up, pulled his panties back up and staggered over to his chair and sat down. As he did, he felt the butt-plug pressing deeply into him and let out a low moan…it was no longer a pleasurable sensation. Then he lifted up each cheek and tucked his hands under them.

      “First let me just assure you of this slave...this is not just a mind-fuck here on my part...this is your new reality. What do you think of it so far?” Princess Dee asked Tom who was just now beginning to recover his senses by this time. “This is blackmail. You can’t do this; I’ll go to the police!” Tom said with defiance.

      Princess Dee laughed out loud at Tom’s remark. “You are wrong slave; this is not blackmail. Blackmail is a threat of exposure for monetary gain; and extortion is a threat of bodily harm for monetary gain...this is neither of those. First off...there is no threat of exposure for your money...it is just my little incentive to get you to continue to obey me. If you don’t do so...then I promise...not threaten...to send this video to every house and business in your neighborhood. And it is that very fear of yours...the fear of being exposed....that will keep you from going to the police. I mean really...just what would you tell them that wouldn’t expose you to the kind of ridicule you are already trying to avoid?”

      Tom’s defiance started to waver just a little bit. He wondered if he could truly go to the police and tell them that a woman he met on the internet had talked him into dolling himself up as a slut, shoving a butt-plug up his ass, sucking on a dildo, masturbating, and then licking up his mess; and that she had recorded it all surreptitiously and was now threatening to send it out? He couldn’t do that...could he? Maybe he didn’t need to tell them all the details; maybe he could just say that she was threatening to expose him in exchange for money. This reminded Tom...she did say she was after his money after all. So it was blackmail; regardless of what she had just told him. Tom finally spoke up, “It is blackmail...you just said it is about my money and life being yours. I will go to the police...I will!”

      “Will you slave? Will you really?” Princess Dee started. “Are you thinking you can get away without being exposed? Let’s look at the facts here...shall we slave? First, if you do...everyone in your neighborhood will see your little performance. Second, I would be more than happy to send a copy of the video and the still shots to the police as well; along with your address...I am sure they would get a kick out of seeing what kind of pervert they have living in their city. I’m not sure how much support or protection you would ever get from them again...especially if your neighbors decided to take action into their own hands against the freak they want to keep away from their family and children. Third, I live in another state from you....so it would be a federal case and the FBI would get involved. Should I send them a copy of the video as well? Fourth, it would have to be played in court for the jury and for everyone else in the courtroom...possibly including court reporters. Fifth, and finally...news like that would be on TV, radio, the newspapers, and even the internet. Why you would be famous...or should I say infamous?” Princess Dee concluded as Tom hung his head in shame.

      “It would be your word against mine,” she intoned.”In the video it looks like you are doing what you want to do; and where is your proof of threat? That’s right...you have no emails, or letters, or chat logs of any of this do you slave? Of course you don’t....why do you think I said it in video chat and not anywhere else?”

      “Besides, it isn’t blackmail my little slave. You are not paying me for my silence; not at all. You are paying me for my dominance and control. You already knew it wasn’t going to be free...you just didn’t fully realize how much it was going to cost you. You are taking things the wrong way. I am providing you with a service here and the cost of that service is not going to be out of line...but it will be progressive. The more of your life and time that I control...the more you will pay for it. Eventually I will control everything there is about you; and you will pay very deeply for it indeed. However, you will still be able to feed and clothe yourself...even if I choose what you eat and wear; and you will have a place to live.” Princess Dee told Tom.

      “I am not heartless you know? I just plan on taking someone...you... who obviously has no life, who probably sits around every weekend looking at porn and masturbating, and molding them into someone who has a purpose other than himself. Someone who can function and serve another person’s needs while not having their own needs fulfilled...a slave in other words; that is what this is all about slave.” Princess Dee told him. “You wanted to be dominated and be a slave...but only on your terms. That isn’t slavery; that’s just you playing out your sick little sexual fetishes. Like I said, you wanted to be a slave; you just didn’t realize that I am the person who can, and is giving you exactly what you wanted...whether you like it or not!”

      Tom sat there dejectedly. He knew she was right; there was no way he could go to the police. And somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that she was indeed giving him what he wanted. Tom was visibly shaken; his mind was torn by the conflicting emotions that were coursing through him. He teeter tottered back and forth between excitement at the idea of being a slave, and fear of that very reality happening to him.

      “Now...one more thing before we go shopping...stand up, pull down your panties and let me get a good look at you when you aren’t all turned on and trying to get your rocks off.” Princess Dee told him. Tom stood up and pulled down the pink panties he was wearing only to hear Princess Dee start laughing at him.

      “Wow slave, I knew you weren’t well endowed when I saw you playing with yourself; but now...when you aren’t all amped up and horny...it almost disappears it is so small...hell, it almost looks like it tried to crawl back up inside you. What a pathetic little worm!” she giggled. “Now sit your ass back down and let’s go shopping, shall we?”

      Tom sat back down in embarrassment and watched again as Princess Dee took control of his mouse and moved up to his Internet Explorer address bar and watched as she went to Google. He then saw as she typed in the words “chastity tube cb6000”.

      “What slave? Are you surprised? I said we were going to go shopping...I didn’t say that it was all going to be for me, did I?” Princess Dee said. She now clicked on the site and continued, “Now that I see how tiny you are when you’re not erect...I see that we will have to go with the CB6000s. That’s “s” for “small” slave.” She chuckled.

      As she added it to his cart she said “This will serve two functions my little slave. First it will prevent you from playing with yourself. I can’t see anyone else deriving pleasure from that little thing so neither should you. And second...it is obvious that you are just like every other male I’ve ever dealt with...much more obedient when horny. This will help ensure you stay that way for me...always horny and always obedient. This will allow you to start putting the pleasures of others before your own.”

     

      Chapter Three

     

      “Now slave…I am going to log out of Teamviewer for a few minutes. While I am not in your PC you will go ahead and enter your payment information here and then you will sign into your Amazon account. You do have an Amazon account don’t you slave?” Princess Dee asked.

      Tom nodded his head. He was still too overwhelmed by what was happening to be able to think clearly. The only thought that really came into his head with any force to it, was that when she disconnected Teamviewer that he would exit the program and his messenger program and pray that she did not carry out her threat to send the video and pictures to his neighbors.

      “Isn’t that nice of me slave? You should be happy that I am allowing you to input the information without me being able to see your credit card details. I don’t need them, at least not yet.” Princess Dee chuckled. “But I promise you…there will be a time in your future when I not only know those numbers; but I decide everything that will be purchased with them...and with every other credit card or account you own.”

      “Now you have exactly five minutes before I log back in slave; and remember this…there will be very severe consequences for you if you disobey me or try anything stupid. I hope I am making myself clear. Don’t screw this up slave; I want to control your life, not ruin it. But I will ruin it with no qualms or hesitation if it becomes necessary. Understood?”  As Princess Dee said this the smile and mirth faded away from her face and Tom again began to realize the seriousness of the situation he was in.

      Tom watched as a box appeared saying that this was a free Teamviewer session.  As soon as he knew that Princess Dee was not able to see what he was doing on the PC he closed that box and then clicked on his Teamviewer icon. As soon as the Teamviewer box came back up Tom clicked on the X button to close Teamviewer. When he did this he was surprised to see a new box appear at the bottom of his screen stating that Teamviewer was still running. He clicked on the icon again and this time he clicked on the Connection button and then tried to click on the Exit Teamviewer button; only to find it grayed out and not clickable. Tom’s eyes dilated with surprise at this.

      Tom then tried to click on his Teamviewer options button to redo his settings only to find a password prompt appear. Tom gasped out loud and was surprised to hear Princess Dee laugh. He had completely forgotten that messenger was still running and that his cam was still on.

      “I thought you might try something stupid slave; and from the look on your face I am assuming that I was correct.  Better hurry slave….only two minutes before I log back in. If you don’t want me to have your credit card details you had best type really, really fast.”

      Tom was defeated. He knew now that there was no escape from this situation. He complied with Princess Dee’s ultimatum and typed in his details as fast as he could before Princess Dee logged back into his PC.

      He had gotten the information in to purchase the chastity tube and had just signed in to his Amazon account in a second  Internet Explorer tab when he saw the connection box reappear indicating that Princess Dee was now back inside his computer.

      “I should be very cross with you slave; but I knew that you would try to escape my clutches before you even tried to do so.” Princess Dee chided him. “Now let’s see if you obeyed me.”

      Tom watched as she went up to the first tab on his screen and said she was “very pleased” that he had indeed purchased the chastity device. She closed that tab and said “Now let’s do some real shopping shall we?”

      Princess Dee then took Tom’s cursor up to the Gift Card button on Amazon and selected the Digital Delivery method. “First there is the small matter of my compensation to take care of,” she said. She then typed in her email address and Tom watched as she entered the amount of $250. Tom panicked again and grabbed the mouse to try and prevent this new assault. But as soon as he did so Princess Dee disabled his inputs again and told Tom he had best sit on his hands again as she was not going to put up with his interference any longer.

      Tom complied as he watched her add the gift card to his shopping cart. “Do you think that is a little harsh or too much my slave?” Princess Dee asked. Tom said yes, that it was an amount that he could not really afford.

      Princess Dee just laughed at him. “Then I guess we will need to put you on very tight budget. Won’t we slave?”

      “Trust me slave; for the time and effort I have put into controlling you, you are getting quite a deal here. Many of the ‘Money Dommes’ on the internet charge about $100 for a half hour or one hour Teamviewer session. I have already been on your computer for longer than that and my work on it is only just beginning. Now sit back and let’s have a bit more fun.” As she said this, Princess Dee then took Tom’s cursor up to the Amazon search bar and entered ‘Sex Toy’. When the list came up she narrowed her search by Department by clicking on the ‘Masturbators & Dolls’ button.

      Tom gasped as he saw these toys show up on his screen. He never knew that Amazon had an adult section and had no idea that many of these toys even existed. Princess Dee then clicked on the ‘Sexflesh Amazing Anus’ toy and Tom saw what appeared to be a very realistic looking woman’s ass and pussy;  and added it to Tom’s cart.  “You want me to use that?” Tom asked Princess Dee. He had never used anything other than his hand to masturbate with.

      Princess Dee let out a loud belly laugh. “Oh yes slave, I want you to use that. But not in the way you think. Remember, I plan on locking up that little penis of yours…or had you forgotten? No slave, this is just a training tool. You will use it to learn how to please orally front and rear. I will require you to practice your skills on this daily as one of your tasks. Now, we need to get the other one for you to practice on too!”

      Princess Dee then clicked on the ‘Sexflesh Penis Rider Combo Masturbator’ and watched Tom’s stunned reaction on her computer when he saw the also very realistic looking man’s cock, balls and ass. “B-but….I’m not gay” stuttered Tom. “I don’t want that thing; that’s disgusting.”

      “Silly slave, I never said you were gay…although from the blow job you gave that dildo on cam earlier it was hard to tell; but you are a slave. And slaves obey their owners whether they like it or not. You will practice your skills on this one front and rear daily as well. And once I deem your skills to be decent enough….I will force you into Chat Roulette or other sites where you can show others your skills so they can give you good critiques and tips on exactly what to do. But don’t worry slave; you will not have to serve the real things… at least not until I am certain that you have achieved the levels of skill and duration necessary to please even the most difficult recipient. But until then I might whore you out on cam-sites to help supplement our income” Princess Dee said as she added this one to his cart as well.

      “It’s time to make our purchase, slave!” Princess Dee said and she completed the transaction. As soon as she saw the confirmation page Princess Dee closed Tom’s Internet Explorer and then clicked on his start button and then on the arrow for shut down. Tom watched as she then locked her Windows account and then reopened his.

      “Isn’t this exciting slave?” Princess Dee asked him. Tom was too dumbfounded to answer her. “Now” she continued “I have seen too many slaves go in and cancel these orders before they ship. And even though I know that you are most likely too afraid of the consequences to do so; there is always the chance that you might grow a pair and try. So to that end let’s try this.”

      As soon as she finished saying that, Tom saw the Teamviewer Transfer window come up and a second or two later saw it say ‘File Transfer Completed’. He then saw a new icon appear on his desktop that was titled Grounded v0.7 and had no idea what it was.

      Princess Dee then double clicked on the icon and ran the program. Tom saw a new window come up titled ‘Your Grounded!’ with a drawing of a young woman sitting in her window looking outside. There were three buttons below and Tom watched again as Princess Dee moved his mouse over to the ‘Edit Task File’ button. He then watched as she filled in the prompts including 180 minutes for the Duration of grounding and 3 seconds for the Time to respond to pop-ups.

      “Okay slave, this is what is going to happen” Princess Dee said. “When I click on Begin you will see nothing but a gray screen on your computer and your mouse will not work. However, you will get a lot of pop-ups telling you which button to click…A, B or C. You will then have 3 seconds to click on the correct button before they disappear. You are to sit there in that chair and learn patience and discipline for me while I go redeem and spend my gift card. This will help prevent you from being able to cancel your orders…at least for the next 3 hours and help you understand that sometimes a slave has nothing else to do but sit and wait. You will not leave that chair for any reason. If you have to pee then sit there and piss your little pink panties; because if you don’t do so then there will be severe consequences. Those consequences are these my sissy…for every button you click that is wrong there will be a $25 penalty; and for every button missed there will be a $50 penalty. Both penalties will be paid to me by way of another Amazon Gift Card. And as happy as I will be to take your money; I’ll be even more pleased if you get them all correct and on time.”

      “Now, let me give you back your ability to use your inputs” she said. “And let’s begin. Remember, I will still be watching.” And with that she pressed the Begin button and Tom watched as his screen went gray.

     

      Chapter Four

     

      The next three hours were very unpleasant for Tom. His ass ached from the butt-plug pressing into him. He had never kept it in for longer than a few minutes; and had never sat down with it in before. He found it to be quite uncomfortable. He still has the taste of semen, dust and dirt in his mouth from licking his mess up off the floor. And as he sat there with nothing else to occupy his time but watch a blank gray screen waiting for the pop-ups commanding him to click a button; the urge and need to pee grew constantly stronger. Tom always had to pee not long after he reached orgasm and this time was no different. However, he did not want to be penalized for missing any buttons and did not want to “piss his little pink panties” to paraphrase what Princess Dee had told him. Thank god he hadn’t drunk anything to get the tastes out of his mouth.

      After about two hours however, the need to pee was so distracting that Tom had missed two buttons and chosen the wrong one three times. Tom didn’t realize that he was now in for another $175 to Princess Dee; but knew that he would need to relieve his urge or he would soon be broke.  Bouncing his leg up and down didn’t help the urge at all. All it did was add more stimulation to the butt-plug and through it, even more pressure on his bladder. Tom finally gave way and pissed himself around the two hours and fifteen minutes mark.  Of course Tom had no idea of the time frame as the gray screen even covered the clock on his computer.

      The instant relief and spreading warmth allowed Tom to concentrate on the gray screen again and he was able to not make any additional errors; but it wasn’t long before the cooling urine added to his discomfort once again.

      Shortly afterwards Tom saw the small box appear on the right-hand side of his monitor indicating that Princess Dee had once again entered into his computer. It then expanded as the chat box for Teamviewer came up.”Keep going slave, I just want to be in here when you finish so I can see the report Grounded will generate when your time is up.” Princess Dee had typed in.

      Tom continued as instructed. Meanwhile Princess Dee had opened the File Transfer box again. She knew that it would not show on Tom’s monitor as it would be covered by his gray screen; thus freeing her to do a few things without Tom’s knowledge. The first thing she did was transfer a program from her computer to his called ‘Fond of Writing’. This was a typing task program that would allow her to force Tom to complete typing tasks. She then installed several different typing tasks onto his computer to be run under the ‘Fond of Writing’ program.

      Princess Dee then used the File Transfer box to take a good look at all the files on Tom’s computer. Unlike most of the clueless ‘Money Dommes’ who played a little bit with Teamviewer and only looked in the slave’s files; Princess Dee knew that most slaves had hidden files which would not show up if she looked there. She also knew that hidden files showed in the File Transfer box. As soon as she saw all of Tom’s hidden files she then transferred copies of them to her computer. As soon as she had them all she then closed the file transfer box, disconnected from Tom’s computer and then reconnected so Tom would not be aware of what had happened. Tom was completely oblivious to all of this as he continued to concentrate on clicking the pop-up buttons.

      Finally after the three hours were up, both Princess Dee and Tom watched as the gray screen finally went away and was replaced with the Report showing the errors made by Tom. Both of them quickly calculated the amount the penalties added up to. The final total was three missed boxes and three wrong boxes totaling $225. Tom was stunned. He wondered how he was going to be able to pay for his food and gas if Princess Dee took this money before his next payday. She had already depleted most of his savings during their earlier shopping trips.

      Princess Dee said “I know that you missed the one box because you were reading my message when I came back in using Teamviewer, so I will forgive that mistake…however, that means that you still owe me $175.” Again Tom had forgotten that the messenger program was still running and had been for the whole three hours he was grounded.

      Tom told her that he did not have the money at this time and begged Princess Dee to please wait until after his payday to take the money. Princess Dee agreed to this and told him that she would definitely have to control his budget since he was obviously not able to. She told him that he must spend way too much of his money frivolously if he had so little in savings at his age. She also noted to herself that Tom didn’t ask her not to take it; just to wait to do so. She was pleased with this; as she knew she had been right when she told him that he wanted to be a slave. If he didn’t have that mentality then he would still be begging her to stop.

      Princess Dee then closed the Grounded Report and opened Tom’s Internet Explorer and went to Mint.com and then added it to Tom’s favorite bar. “Tomorrow you will get an account here and add all of your information into it. Don’t worry…it only reads your information and can’t be used to take or move any of your money. But I need to see how much you make, how much you spend and on what, if I am going to set you on the right path. Is that understood slave?” Princess Dee asked.

      Tom nodded his head and said “Yes Mistress”. This was the first time he had used an honorific title for her since he had greeted her as Princess when she first entered his computer.

      “Well, well, well slave; it seems you are finally learning who is your better and owner” Princess Dee said. “But please, address me as Princess Dee.”

      Tom rapidly replied “Yes Princess Dee.”

      “You are learning well my slave; but you still have a very long way to go? So tell me slave, did you piss your panties? I suspect that you did. In fact stand up and let me see for myself. And if I am wrong…then by all means please feel free to piss them for me on camera.” She chuckled.

      Tom nodded his head and stood up. When he did it was totally obvious to Princess Dee that he had indeed pissed them as they were now much darker than the matching bra. Princess Dee laughed at the image.”How precious my little sissy. Perhaps I may need to make you wear diapers in the future.”

      “Now that you are standing up go ahead and take your panties off slave.” Princess Dee told him. Tom used both hands to pull them down to his knees and then lifted one leg out and then the other. He was about to discard them onto the floor when Princess Dee spoke up once again. “Now fold them up and stuff them in your mouth like a gag. You must be thirsty by now; so I’ll allow you the pleasure of sucking them dry.”

      Tom looked at the camera totally aghast; he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. If fact he was too shocked to even reply; all he could do was stand there with the panties dangling from his hand. “Now slave, do not make me repeat myself.” Princess Dee warned. “Or have you already forgotten about the video and everyone who will see it?”

      Tom’s eyes dilated at the threat and he slowly folded the panties and then pushed them into his mouth. It was everything he could do to wretch from the taste of the cold piss that permeated his sense of taste. Unknown to Tom, Princess Dee captured several still images and the video of him removing the wet panties and putting them in his mouth. Princess Dee laughed to herself; she knew that everything that Tom did from now on would just push him deeper and deeper into a hole that he would never get out of. The power she felt at the thought of this almost overwhelmed her and caused her panties to get almost as moist as the ones that Tom was currently holding in his mouth. She really did get a sexual rush and high out of controlling someone; especially someone who was as reluctant as Tom. She knew that as much as Tom fantasized about being a slave; the reality of it was a totally different matter indeed. As much as he desired it on a sub-conscious level; it would be a long time before he would accept it willingly; and the more of a rush it was for Princess Dee to break his spirit and mind slowly. She knew that Tom would keep her juices flowing for many years to come.

      “God I wish you had some high heels slave; I know they’d make you suffer even more for me with what I am about to have you do.” Princess Dee laughed again. “But you don’t, so we will just have to make do without them…for now. Rest assured, you will have some soon.”

      “Now I want you to go stand in the corner back there like a naughty little boy while I make some changes to my computer. Keep the panties in your mouth and your nose pressed into the corner if you know what is good for you. And don’t you dare turn around or move until I tell you to. Is that understood?” Princess Dee looked at Tom waiting to see how he would respond with the panties in his mouth. She was pleased when he started to type his answer instead of trying to talk or removing the panties to do so. However she did not remain pleased when she saw that Tom was not replying his compliance but to beg her not to do this to him.

      “Please Princess Dee, please don’t do this. There are things on my computer that I need to move or delete. I just cannot allow you to gain access to them. They are very personal and important to me” Tom typed. Princess Dee spoke up at this and said “Oh, you mean all those files you have hidden?”

      Tom gasped through the gag and the color would have drained completely from his face had it not been for the make-up he was wearing. “Yes slave, I know all about those. You would be surprised just how many slaves try to hide their ‘secret stash’ of files and pictures by using the hide file function. Too bad for you that the Teamviewer File Transfer Wizard sees all files and folders….whether they are hidden or not. Don’t worry about those slave…they are safe and sound…in fact I even have them backed up for you here on my ‘other’ computer.”

      Tom went weak in the knees and almost fell at this revelation. He was shaken to the very core of his being. There were pictures of his parents, and files from work that he had hidden. She now had information about his family and where he worked; this scared him even more than her threats of blackmail had earlier.  Being humiliated in front of neighbors and strangers was one thing; but knowing that he might be exposed to his family and co-workers and other people he knew was a much scarier concept to him.

      Princess Dee smiled at the consternation on Tom’s face. “Now my little bitch, for the last time, go stand in the corner until I say otherwise!”

      Tom turned around and walked back over to the corner and did as he was told. The only respite was the fact that he knew that Princess Dee would not be able to see him cry.

     

      Chapter Five

     

      Princess Dee then set to work on Tom’s computer. The first thing she did was open Google and did a search for “sharp keys”. This was a key remapping program that she had used previously with other slaves. It allowed one to easily change the function of a key in the computer’s registry.  She quickly installed it onto Tom’s computer and ran the program. She had to right click on it and choose ‘Run as Administrator’ and then enter her password to do so. Tom no longer had the capability of installing or uninstalling anything on the computer now that he was a Standard User. When the box came up she clicked on the ‘Add’ button. Then under the ‘Map this key (From key)’ she clicked on the ‘Type key’ button and then pressed the ‘delete’ key on her computer and then clicked on ‘Okay’. In the right hand column ‘To this key (to key)’ she got a list of options, the first of which was to ‘Turn Key Off’. She then selected that and again entered ‘Okay’. This would disable the delete key on Tom’s computer and not allow him to utilize any function that required delete to be pressed as an input. This would prevent Tom from ever being able to use the CTRL+ALT+DEL function. Tom would never be able to use this function to regain control of his inputs when she disabled them in a Teamviewer session. It also prevented him from being able to use the function to access his Task Manager.

      She continued to tighten her reigns on the computer by searching for and installing several other programs as well. First up was K9 Parental Control. She rapidly followed these with PC Pandora monitoring software and File Locker to deny Tom access to any files on the computer she did not want him to have access to. She chuckled to herself every time she had to use her Admin authority to install them.

      As she was doing all of this, Tom continued to weep in the corner. All he could think was “How could this have happened? This was just supposed to be a session…some kinky fun.” Yes he wanted to be a slave, but only in his fantasies. Reality was a lot harsher than he ever would have imagined before now. The idea of a woman telling him what to do did sexually excite him, and he knew that on some deeper darker level that he wanted to be controlled. But this was something else entirely; this woman was power mad and more cruel and evil than he ever thought a woman could be. In his fantasies the woman who controlled him just made him give in to his baser sexual urges and enjoyed it along with him. This however was entirely one-sided. There was no parity of pleasure now as there always was in his fantasies; the only person deriving any pleasure from all of this was Princess Dee. All Tom felt was despair, panic, humiliation and fear. Unfortunately for Tom, it was because he felt all of those things that allowed Princess Dee to derive her own pleasure. His suffering was her aphrodisiac; as she truly was a sadist who derived sexual pleasure from controlling and manipulating men.

      Princess Dee looked at Tom in her monitor and again wished that he had a pair of high heels. She could only imagine how much more he would be suffering for her now if he was stuck standing in the corner like that wearing a pair of 5 inch stilettos. Oh how his back and calves would be burning and aching by now; and even more so by the time she allowed him to move. That thought caused her a bit of distraction and she reached down with her left hand and slowly began to rub her pussy. She would definitely have to take him shopping on Amazon again soon.

      Princess Dee regained her composure. She knew she would never get done what she needed to do if she continued to pleasure herself. No, that would come later; for now she had to concentrate on her objectives. 

      With that goal in mind another thought came to her head. She had no idea if Tom had a system recovery disc for his computer or not; but she was worried enough about it to think that she could never take the risk that he would as she had put it earlier “grow a pair” and destroy all of her hard work. No, even though she knew he was too terrified to ever try such a thing; she wasn’t satisfied with that he wouldn’t, she wanted to make sure he couldn’t.

      So at least for now the names on the computer had to change for what she had in mind. She changed her account name to Dee and Tom’s account to Tiffany. She thought that it was an appropriate name for Tom. It would fit in well for her long term plans. Maid Tiffany, SissyTiffy, these were things that he would become whether he liked it or not. She would make a few changes to the computer to make it more feminine in appearance before she logged out; but for now she had other things to do.

      Princess Dee then did a search for Best Buy stores in Davenport near to Tom’s house. She would call them first thing Monday and talk to the Geek Squad desk. She would schedule them to go out to Tom’s house and change the BIOS settings and a few other settings in Tom’s computer. She would explain to them that her and her ‘teenage daughter’ Tiffany were in the process of moving in with her boyfriend Tom and that she had discovered that Tiffany had found a way around her parental controls by booting from another drive. She would tell them that she would be at work and Tiffany would be in school; and that Tom would be home when they came. She would tell them that Tom wasn’t very computer savvy and that she did not want him touching it as she did not want him to ‘break’ another computer. She would say she wanted someone who knew what they were doing to password protect the BIOS, set up the computer to turn back on after a power failure, and to disable booting from any other drive. She would also tell them that under no circumstance were they to let Tom know the BIOS password as she was afraid that he would tell Tiffany and that her work to protect her daughter would be for nothing. Once she had a date and time for the appointment then all she had to do was make sure that Tom was there to let the tech in; even if that meant he had to call in sick to work that day.

      Princess Dee then clicked on Tom’s Start button and then right-clicked on the ‘Computer’ button and selected Properties. Down in the right hand corner of the System window she clicked on the ‘Change settings’ link. Under the System Properties window she typed in “Property of Dee Smith” in the Computer description box and clicked on Apply. She then also clicked on the ‘Change’ button and changed the computer’s name to ‘Dee Smith-PC’. Now there was nothing to show the tech that he was taking away Tom’s access to his own computer.

      Again Tom was completely unaware of the machinations going on behind his back. He had finally stopped crying and the taste of piss had slowly been supplanted by the taste of drool soaked cotton.  Unfortunately these changes did nothing to quell his angst.

      Princess Dee then went into Tom’s Control Panel and clicked on System and Security, Power Options and then on ‘Choose what the power buttons do. She then changed the settings for both the power button and sleep button to ‘Do nothing’ and saved the changes. She then changed the settings for ‘Choose when to turn off the display’ and ‘Change when the computer sleeps’ to Never.

      She then enlarged the messenger window to fill the whole screen to hide what she was working on and then told Tom that he could turn around and take the panties out of his mouth.

      “Now then my little Tiffany…yes, that is your new name now my little sissy” Princess Dee said. “I want you to go and get cleaned up now. Shower and wash all of that ridiculous clown make-up off your face while I continue to work on my new computer. Oh and take your time while you are in there. I want you to shave off everything below your eyebrows; and I do mean EVERYTHING.” She emphasized. I can’t have my little transvestite slave all hairy and manly looking.”

      Tom looked pleadingly into the camera. “But I’m not a transvestite.” He said.

      Princess Dee laughed riotously at Tom. “Not a transvestite you say??? You saw the video and you are still all tarted up and wearing a bra. And wait…what’s this??? Oh my god! How precious…you’ve been crying…your make-up has run. You really are a sissy aren’t you?”

      Tom stuttered “N-no I-I’m not!”

      Princess Dee continued to rub it in. “Well earlier you told me you weren’t gay, and now you are telling me that you aren’t a transvestite or sissy. But I see all kinds of proof to show otherwise, don’t I? As I said before; you are a slave. You will be whatever I damn well choose.”

      “Please don’t make me do this; I don’t want to be a freak.” Tom begged.

      Again Tom’s hesitation was pissing her off even though his suffering was turning her on at the same time. Fortunately for her, Princess Dee knew exactly what buttons to push to force Tom to comply. “You are a freak, my little sissy bitch and if you don’t obey me I will expose you as the true freak that you are. Allow me to show you a small sample of the power I wield over you.”

      Princess Dee then used her computer and pulled up Tom’s address and did a neighbor search and quickly got the number of Tom’s neighbor 4 houses down the street. “She then called Tom’s neighbor using the caller ID block function and put it on speakerphone for Tom to hear. She also muted Tom’s microphone so he could not interrupt.

      “Hello Mrs. Abernathy? You don’t know me but I wanted to call and warn you that there is a pervert living in your neighborhood. I thought you should be informed.” Princess Dee started. Tom heard Mrs. Abernathy on the other end of the line asking who she was and who this pervert was that she was talking about.

      Tom immediately dropped to his knees and begged Princess Dee not to do this to him. As soon as she saw Tom fall to his knees she ended the phone call and turned Tom’s microphone back on.  Her lust was in full force as she heard Tom pleading not to do this and that he would obey her. The heat of her passion caused her neck and face to turn crimson and she crushed her legs together with pleasure.

      “Yes slave, beg for me! Beg to debase yourself and suffer for my whims and pleasure. Now hurry! Go and shave and clean up as I told you to before I change my mind and finish this phone call that will start your ruination! GO…RUN!!!” She yelled.

      Tom ran out of the room in a panic. He had to obey her or else. His fear was palpable as he headed towards his bathroom.

      Princess Dee was glad he was gone, and knew he would be for a while. She would have to take care of her own sexual desires or she would never be able to concentrate enough to continue working on the computer. She had worked herself up into a state of arousal far stronger than any she had ever felt before. She black-screened Tom’s computer and both of her hands dropped from her keyboard and onto her now fiery, sopping wet pussy.

     

      Chapter Six

     

      Tom was fortunate in one way unbeknownst to him; and that was the fact that he had not used a waterproof lipstick or mascara. If he had, then he surely would have run out of hot water before he was able to get all the make-up off since he had no idea or clue about make-up removers. But Tom was in no way capable at the moment of thinking himself lucky at all; unless of course it was all bad luck.

      “How could I have been so stupid?” he thought to himself. “How could I not see the risk of allowing someone to access my computer?

      Yes he had to admit it was fun and exciting when she was telling him what to do on cam; but all sense of pleasure and enjoyment had disappeared right after his orgasm. And within minutes that enjoyment was replaced first with trepidation and then outright fear and despair. Now here he was shaving his body for the first time ever; not because he wanted to, but because he had to.

      Tom didn’t really give much thought to the order in which he shaved his body parts. If he had he would have started with his legs and crotch first so the razor was still new for his hairiest areas. But he just started with his left arm, then right arm and worked his way down from there. It was a mistake that would cost him more than a few nicks and cuts on his legs; as by then the razor had grown rather dull. The only solace in this was the fact that Tom was not very hirsute to begin with. And sure enough, he had run out of hot water before he even got his first leg completely shaved.

      While Tom was still struggling to denude himself of hair; Princess Dee had finally come down from her own orgasmic bliss and had started back in on Tom’s computer. First she brought back up PC Pandora on his computer. Outside of Teamviewer itself, this was probably the second most powerful weapon in her arsenal. This monitoring software enables one to see basically everything that is done on a computer. It allows the person running the program to see all websites visited, even if the person is clever enough to clear their browsing history or even if they use In Private browsing. It captures both sides of chat conversations, emails sent and received, usernames and passwords, any programs or files accessed; and can even take screenshots and webcam pictures as often or as little as wanted. It can even be used to prevent access to websites or to sites based on subject matter like most parental software programs. Princess Dee did not use it for that purpose though as she did not want Tom to know anything about it. That was the reasoning behind her also installing K9 parental control on his computer. With PC Pandora running in stealth mode she would see everything that Tom ever did on his computer and Tom would never have any idea that it was even there. She then set it up to email her the reports of Tom’s activity.

      Now it was only a matter of time before she knew all of Tom’s internet and computer habits, and before she had access to all of his accounts. This would give her a profile of Tom that she could use as a template to begin modifying him and molding him towards her desired goals. She would then use the K9 parental controls to wean him off of the porn sites he liked and move him towards transvestite, she-male, female domination, and even gay sites that she allowed. Poor Tom, he really had no idea of how far Princess Dee would take things; nor was he aware of how much thought and planning she had put into this. Tom had only given thought to the next 30 or so minutes when he had decided to session with Princess Dee; she on the other hand had lifelong goals in mind for him.

      Princess Dee then used the File Locker program to lock and password protect all of Tom’s files on the computer. Princess Dee debated whether she would allow him to buy the files back from her or if she would require him to complete tasks for her to regain access to them. Since she knew that she was already going to take away all of his discretionary budget anyway; she then decided that tasks were the way to go.

      By the time Tom had finally come back from his shower and shaving endeavor, Princess Dee had already hidden the additional programs she had installed on his computer and made the changes necessary to fool the Geek from Best Buy.

      As Tom walked into the view of the webcam Princess Dee laughed out loud. Not only did Tom now look like someone had taken a middle aged man’s head and stuck it onto an overweight prepubescent child’s body; but the sight of the small wads of toilet paper stuck on all of the nicks on his legs did little to help his image.

      “Welcome back sissy, I see you had some difficulties shaving?” Princess Dee asked him.

      Tom nodded his head. “What was that sissy? I didn’t hear you answer me.” Princess Dee said in a harsher tone which Tom took as an implied threat.

      “Yes Princess Dee, it was much harder than I expected.” Tom finally admitted.

      “Much better sissy, I expect you to answer me when I ask you a question. Is that understood? She asked.

      “Yes Princess Dee.” Tom replied immediately.

      “Very good slave,” Princess Dee said. “Now turn around and let me get a good look at you.”

      Tom slowly turned around in front of the camera and at Princess Dee’s direction bent over, lifted his arms, and spread his legs so she could see all of him.

      “Well slave, you seem to have missed a few places like the small of your back and between your cheeks near your asshole; but not bad for a first timer. Don’t worry though; you will get the hang of it over the next few days. And I’ll be nice and allow you to buy an epilator; that way you won’t have to worry about cutting yourself so much, and the results will last for weeks instead of just for days. Now isn’t that nice of me?” Princess Dee asked expecting an immediate answer.

      “Yes Princess Dee, that is very nice of you.” Tom answered.

      “Mm, good answer slave; you are a fast learner” Princess Dee said with a hint of pleasure in her voice; her arousal starting to build again.

      “Now, come over here and sit down in front of your keyboard, my slave” she continued “you will see that I have something new for your benefit and training.” As she said this she moved Tom’s cursor to hover over the FOW icon on his computer. “Watch closely slave, I will expect you to be able to do this yourself from now on.” Princess Dee then double clicked on the icon to start the program. Tom watched as the box appeared on his screen; again showing an image of a woman. Tom groaned. He was afraid that this was going to be similar to the grounding he had had to endure for three whole hours just a short time before. He was wrong however; for this was almost the opposite of the grounding program. Whereas Grounded forced him to be unable to do anything until the box came up requiring his input; FOW or Fond of Writing as Tom was about to discover, required his input until a ‘distraction’ box appeared in various places on his screen. He would then have to click on a much smaller box inside the distraction box before he could continue inputting the required information. This information consisted of multiple lines that Tom would have to type in repeatedly until either the required number of lines was typed, or until a set amount of time had gone by. Mistyped lines would add additional lines or time to the task.

      Princess Dee then clicked on the program’s load button, and it pulled up the list of tasks that she had installed on his computer earlier. She then double clicked on the one titled ‘Devotional’ and explained to Tom that how the program worked, what he was expected to do, and then told him that once he was done that he should click on the ‘Generate Report’ button to get the report showing the details of his task and any errors he made. She told him to copy and paste it into the body of an email and send it to her; and that she would determine his punishment based on the total number of errors he made. She then told Tom that she was going to bed now and that she expected him to do the same once he had completed the task and sent her the email. She instructed him to leave the computer turned on when he went to bed and that he was never under any circumstance to ever turn the computer off again. She warned him there would be dire consequences if he ever disobeyed this order.

      “One last thing before I go to bed slave.” Princess Dee said. “This is a daily requirement for you. I expect you to run this task every morning as soon as you get up and again before you go to bed. Heaven help you if I do not get both reports emailed to me every day. Do not worry about the other Fond of Writing tasks for now; you will find out about them soon enough. Now tell me goodnight slave; and thank me for all the effort I have put into making your fantasy of being a slave come true”

      “Good night Princess Dee. Thank you for the time and effort you have put into making my fantasy of being a slave come true.” Tom answered almost verbatim. Princess Dee then clicked on the FOW ‘begin task’ button, signed out of Teamviewer, and walked off to get ready for bed. She knew that she would have at least two more orgasms before Tom had completed his task. And as she got up and walked away; Tom began to type.

     

      Chapter Seven

     

      As Tom continued to type it rapidly became clear why Princess Dee had named this task ‘Devotional’. Every line was a reflection upon her in a glorious light.

      ‘Princess Dee is my Goddess; I must worship her always!’

      ‘Princess Dee is amazing; she deserves everything I can give to her.’

      ‘Princess Dee is my owner; her control of me gives meaning to my life!’

      ‘I am humbled to be the slave of Princess Dee. Only through my service to her am I worthy as a person.’

      ‘I am insignificant without the control and guidance of Princess Dee; she makes me a better person.’

      ‘Princess Dee is my everything, without her I am nothing.’

      ‘Princess Dee is my better. She knows what is in my best interests more than I do.’

      ‘Princess Dee is my superior; she is better than me in every way!’

      These eight lines came up randomly and Tom typed them repeatedly over and over. There would be no way for him to know how many times he had to type them correctly, or for how long without errors until the task was completed and he generated the report. As he typed out these lines he was very frequently interrupted by the ‘distraction’ boxes which showed up in various places across his screen. All of them also had text in them, but they were directed more at him than devotionals to her. He saw things like ‘Hurry up loser!’ and ‘Type faster bitch!’ and ‘Come on slut’ and ‘Pay attention bitch-boy!’ all play out across his screen randomly about every five seconds or so.

      Tom found them very frustrating as they constantly threw off his concentration on what he was typing. The term ‘distraction’ was very fitting indeed. It also didn’t help Tom that he was both very tired and had been through an emotional train-wreck for the last several hours. Tom made innumerable mistakes which continued to cost him even more time on the computer before he could go to bed. He was not aware that Princess Dee had set up the Devotional task to add five more required lines for every wrong line that he submitted. She had also set it to run for one hundred and fifty lines originally so Tom really had his work cut out for him. After about an hour of typing; all that Tom could really think of was “Is this ever going to end?” and “How am I ever going to be able to do this twice a day? I won’t have time for anything else.” He had no idea that Princess Dee would eventually take away every single moment of free time that he would ever have, and that this was only just the beginning of her managing every moment of time he had outside of work.

      It was nearly two AM on Sunday morning before Tom finally saw the box come up saying that he had completed the task and could generate the report. When he did generate the report he was stunned to see that he had typed in three hundred and eighty five lines and that he had entered forty seven faulty lines. He then logged into his email account to send Princess Dee the report; and by doing so unwittingly also provided her with his email password thanks to PC Pandora. He then copied and pasted the report into an email message and sent it to her.

      Tom then signed out of his email, and keeping the computer turned on per Princess Dee’s command headed off to bed. As he climbed into bed he recalled that he would have to type those three hundred and eighty five lines again first thing in the morning; he had no idea that it could be significantly less if he did not make any mistakes. He also then recalled that he had to go to Mint.com as well and that he was going to allow Princess Dee to see his money situation and that she had planned to start controlling his spending habits. At this thought, Tom began to toss and turn with worry. It would be a very fitful and restless night of sleep for Tom. He had no idea that his nightmare was just truly beginning.

      Tom woke up several times due to his disturbing dreams; all of which surrounded his being in the control of Princess Dee. Tom was emotionally very confused; as even though he considered them to be nightmares more than pleasant dreams; he found that he was with an erection every time he woke. Was he enjoying this? Surely not! Not even on some baser level. Could he? Again, he always told himself no. This was terrible, and he was horrified at the situation he found himself to be in. Yes, he had gotten a sick sexual thrill from it initially; but not now. There was no way in his mind that he could find any of this pleasurable; let alone sexually exciting. It must just be a coincidence that he had the erections when the dreams woke him up. Perhaps, it was just a matter of timing as men usually woke up with a case of ‘morning wood’ any way. “Yes, that must be it.” Tom thought to himself. There was no way the two things could ever be connected as far as he was concerned. Tom had finally convinced himself of this fact, and had finally fallen into a deeper slumber than his restless mind had allowed him so far that night.

      Unfortunately for Tom, his emotional confusion was exasperated even more so when he awoke with a start to find that his sheets were completely soaked. Somewhere in his disturbed mind Tom had achieved a nocturnal emission, a wet dream, from this nightmare. This frightened Tom to the core. How was it possible for him to find this sexually exciting? “What kind of sick bastard must I be?” he thought to himself.

      Tom was unable to fall back asleep after this and just laid there trying to rationalize a way out of this. There had to be some other explanation for it; there just had to be. But no matter how much thought he put into it; Tom just was not able to come up with anything else to make sense out of it. All he could do was just lie there in shock.

     

      Chapter Eight

     

      Tom finally got out of bed since he was not able to fall back asleep due to the turmoil surrounding his mind. After getting up and throwing his sheets into the wash, he took a quick shower. As he lathered himself up with soap he was aware of how much more sensitive his skin appeared now that it was hairless. He couldn’t tell if it was a true feeling, or just his mind playing tricks on him. However, once he began to towel off, he was pretty sure that his skin was indeed more sensitive than it normally was.

      Tom then pulled on a pair of briefs, and as he did so was taken aback at how feminine his now hairless legs looked. If he had seen them underneath a skirt on a woman he would have found them to be very sexy indeed. However, on himself he just found them to be disconcerting.

      After brushing his teeth, combing his hair and slathering on some deodorant; Tom ventured out into his kitchen to grab something to eat before turning his attention back to his computer. Tom then turned on his television and put it to his favorite news channel and then with great trepidation sat back down in front of his computer and began the FOW Devotional task once again.

      Even though he hadn’t got much sleep, Tom was better rested than he was during his first attempt the night before. This was to Tom’s benefit as when he finally generated the report it showed that he had submitted two hundred and fifteen total lines and only thirteen faulty ones. Tom actually felt a sense of pride begin to swell within him as he thought about how pleased Princess Dee would be at his improvement. “Wait!” Tom suddenly thought, “why on earth would it matter to me if she is pleased or not? This bitch is blackmailing me! What is wrong with me?”

      Tom continued to ponder why the quandary he was in continued to give him conflicting emotions and feelings. How could he find any of this exciting, and why would he want to please Princess Dee? Was he more submissive than he thought? Does Princess Dee just know how to push all of his buttons? Even the buttons that Tom himself was not aware of? Tom did not give any thought to the fact that there might be many more psychological factors at play by Princess Dee that were designed to cause these conflicts within his mind. She had used fear and pleasure, excitement and humiliation, ridicule and praise. Everything she had done so far was a dichotomy geared to do just that…cause him emotional conflicts. Even the Fond of Writing Devotional task was set up in a dichotomous way. It showed her as being very worthy and superior and him as insignificant and inferior. And the best part of it was that it was very repetitive. Princess Dee knew that a tired and confused mind would find it to be almost hypnotic and that Tom would be very suggestible to what he read and typed onto the screen.

      Tom was being conditioned into submission and was completely unaware of it. It was a latent part of him after all; and unfortunately for him…Princess Dee knew just how to bring it to the forefront and develop that kernel of submission into a force of its own.

      Once Tom had emailed the report to Princess Dee he took to distracting himself with the television and then went and got dressed. Anything he could do before logging into Mint.com and creating an account helped to keep this task at bay. He was very reluctant to do this. It was one thing to dress up and play online with someone; but this would allow her a very in-depth view into his life. She would see his spending habits, how much he got paid, how much he had invested, what his bills were…these were all insights into who he really was. Even if it didn’t give her the ability to access his money, this just felt like an incredible invasion of privacy as far as Tom was concerned.

      Reluctantly, Tom finally logged in and began to create his account. He hesitated again as soon as he saw that one of the first things that Mint.com wanted was for him to find his bank, and then give Mint.com his online username and password for his accounts. Sighing heavily, he went ahead and input the required information for his bank, credit cards, car, mortgage, and even his 401K and IRA accounts. Again Tom was oblivious to the fact that he had just also given all of that information to Princess Dee as well thanks to the PC Pandora program running stealthily on his computer.

      Tom then went into the different transactions and added categories to them. He did not add any goals or budgets as he really didn’t need to. Tom lived paycheck to paycheck and just paid his bills as they came due; and if he wanted something that was more than he had…well, that is what credit cards were for. Tom didn’t splurge often; but when he did it might take him several months to pay it off since he always only made the minimum payments so they didn’t cut into his spending too bad.

      When he had completed inputting everything, he closed down his browser and went back to watching television. He needed something to distract him from what he had just done and any ramifications that might arise because of it. Thank god it was football season and he could get so into a game as to drive all other thoughts from his mind. Tom didn’t really have a favorite team, and could watch any game with just as much enthusiasm as any red-blooded die-hard fanatic could when watching their favorite team play their most hated rival.

      It was during the third quarter of the second game when Princess Dee logged into Tom’s Teamviewer and turned on Tom’s camera and microphone. She could just see Tom sitting near the periphery of the camera and hear the game playing in the background. Princess Dee thought to herself that she would definitely have to wean Tom off of this gradually as she saw his enthusiasm. If she took away something he obviously enjoyed so much right away there was a chance of psychological reactance and the possibility that he would balk and try to escape her clutches. No, she thought, some things can be taken away immediately, but others would have to be taken away gradually to not completely upset the apple cart.

      She had put way too much time and thought into making this happen only to watch it fail because she had been too impatient on some things. But she knew that when she was done that Tom would never watch a football game again; he wouldn’t have the inclination to, and he sure as hell wouldn’t have the time!

      As Tom continued to watch the game, Princess Dee went through the PC Pandora reports and was pleased to see that Tom had obeyed her completely. She smiled when she saw that she had the username and password to Tom’s bank and his Mint.com account. Not that she would use them now however; Princess Dee was meticulous in her caution. The only way she would ever log in to any of Tom’s accounts for now would be through his own computer using Teamviewer when she knew he was at work. That way there was no risk of it being tracked back to her and no way for Tom to be able to dispute any charges by saying they were made from a different computer than his.

      No, until Tom was well situated and conditioned into accepting everything she did; there was no way that Princess Dee would take or spend Tom’s money directly. She would force him to spend it himself and get him used to it being spent in her way and on what she allowed. Then she could slowly start doing it herself through his pc and Tom would not be aware that it was happening as he would be too enrapt in what was transpiring to even give it a second thought.

      Princess Dee let Tom continue to watch the game as she went in and made several more changes to his computer. She changed his background to a pink Disney Princesses theme and made his window borders hot pink. She then changed his font to Disney and also made it hot pink. This made his computer look like it was owned by a five year old girl. She also set it so Tom was unable to delete his browsing history. This way she could chide him when he visited porn sites and then take away the ones she didn’t want him to visit using the K9 parental control. She knew that if she didn’t do this and then started blocking those sights that Tom would catch on to the fact that she had spyware on his computer and it would destroy her goal of getting all of his usernames, passwords, contacts and emails. She then clicked on Tom’s start button and typed in gpedit.msc and set user and group policies so Tom could not change any of her new settings. Princess Dee chuckled to herself as she thought about how Tom would react when he saw these new changes. She knew he would be totally exasperated. “Oh well,” she thought, “too bad for him.”

      Once the game was over Tom finally turned and looked at the computer screen. He was right; football had been a wonderful distraction. In fact, for the last several hours he had totally forgotten about Princess Dee and what had transpired over the last 24 hours. What he saw actually drew his breath away. His screen was now pink and had several cartoon characters on it. He knew that he had been so distracted that he had let Princess Dee have uninterrupted access to his computer and that she had made several changes. As he got up and walked towards the computer he began to recognize the Disney Princesses. He knew Belle and Jasmine because they came out when he was younger and he enjoyed animation; but it took him a few minutes to figure out the others besides Snow White. As soon as he knew they must all be Disney characters he was able to put two and two together and identify Sleeping Beauty and the Little Mermaid; but didn’t know their names.

      As soon as he got to the computer he saw that Teamviewer was connected and sat down nervously as he wondered what else Princess Dee had done and what he might now have to endure. By the time he sat down he was shaking visibly, and it was all he could do to keep from wetting himself again when the Teamviewer chat box appeared and Princess Dee had typed in ‘Hello slave”. She had obviously been watching him as he had approached and sat down.

      “I got your two FOW reports slave. May I say you’ve improved remarkably well?” Princess Dee typed.

      “Yes Princess Dee” Tom replied.

      “And did you get your account set up on Mint.com slave?” Princess Dee asked, already knowing full well that he had.

      Again Tom typed in his reply “Yes Princess Dee, I have.”

      “Good, my slave. Now log in and let’s take a look shall we?” Princess Dee queried.

      Tom hesitated for only a scant second before he went ahead and logged into the account. He knew that the password only showed up as dots when he typed it in earlier; so he still felt somewhat safe. Besides, he knew she could compel him to log in anyway, and might punish him if he disobeyed or hesitated. Once he was signed in Princess Dee looked at the Overview and then at some of Tom’s previous spending. She noticed right away that his spending was mostly frivolous. This would work to her benefit as it meant that most of his money was discretionary and she could spend it as she needed without it cutting into his ability to financially support himself.

      “Now sissy, let’s get you some goals established and get you set up on a monthly budget shall we?” Princess Dee typed in. Tom could only watch helplessly as Princess Dee then went in and began to create his new goals and budget.

     

      Chapter Nine

      Princess Dee created several goals for Tom; they included ‘DreamLover ChronoVault’ for four hundred and ninety nine dollars, ‘DreamLover 2000 Pro’ for one thousand four hundred and ninety nine dollars, ‘Tiffany’s new wardrobe’ for one thousand dollars, and ‘D-Link camera system’ also for one thousand dollars. Tom was flabbergasted; he didn’t know what these DreamLover things were and he couldn’t believe that Princess Dee was going to make him spend all this money. He continued to watch on dumbfounded as Princess Dee then set time periods for each of these to be accomplished. When she did, Mint.com then calculated how much Tom would have to set aside each month to reach those goals.

      “Now, let’s set your budget slave. The first thing we are going to do is your food budget. Looking at all the money you spend every month on dining out and ordering in…I can see why you are as fat as you are.” Princess Dee said. “So, first things first, let’s give you a monthly food budget of two hundred and fifty dollars a month. No more spending almost six hundred dollars a month on junk food for you slave. Nobody likes an overweight sissy. We need to make you into a pretty little slave that people would like to have serving them; including sexually. In fact, I think I might have to start choosing your foods and setting your diet for you. I don’t think you can be trusted to make healthy choices for yourself. Isn’t that kind of me, slave; to help you in your own best interests?”

      Tom was stunned again and really didn’t know what to say. Not only was she taking over how he spent his money; but she was even going to take over control of his eating habits? Who the hell did this woman think she was? What gave her the right to control and manipulate him in this way?

      Tom thought to himself. “Is this what she thinks it means to be a slave?” And of course he knew the answer to that question as soon as he thought it. Of course this is what she thinks. She thinks a slave is a slave; someone who is owned by another and has no rights or say in how they are used, and has no decision making capability. This wasn’t just a sexual fetish or role-play she was engaging in; she truly had set out from the beginning to make him a slave.

      Tom finally nodded and said “Y-yes Princess Dee.” He didn’t think she was being kind at all, but he was too afraid to say anything else.

      Princess Dee then said “And since we are on the subject of making you into a ‘pretty little slave’ I think we need to make some ground rules about how you appear before me. I am not pleased to see that you are wearing men’s clothing while you are seated before me sissy. Therefore, from now on unless I say otherwise you will not be allowed to wear men’s clothing while at home. In fact you will only wear what I tell you to from now on when at home. Is that understood slave?

      “You want me to be naked on here Princess Dee?” Tom asked nervously, he was afraid of where this might be going.

      “No my little sissy” Princess Dee laughed. “We need to get you used to your new role. In fact, go and put on your pink bra and panties slave. Until I say otherwise; they are the only things you are allowed to wear when you are at home.”

      “But Princess Dee, I haven’t had a chance to wash the panties” Tom started before Princess Dee interrupted him. “I don’t care slave; you should have done that today instead of sitting on your ass watching football. Now go do what I told you to; and next time maybe you will remember or put more thought into keeping them clean.”  Tom was crestfallen; the panties had been sitting in the hamper since last night and were probably still damp from his piss and saliva. He grudgingly went to the bathroom and changed clothes per Princess Dee’s command; and sure enough, the panties were cold and clammy as he pulled them up over his smooth legs and hairless crotch. He then put the bra back on and went back out and sat back down in front of the computer.

      “Excellent slave, and might I say that they suit you much better now that you are clean-shaven and not made up like a clown-whore?” Princess Dee mocked him. “Speaking of which, we really do need to work on your make-up skills sissy. Nobody wants a clown-whore. No, we will get you some make-up that fits your skin tone much better, and that will be another one of your daily tasks…to practice putting it on and making yourself pretty. It’s a skill all good transvestite slaves should have. And we do want you to be the perfect little sissy.” she chuckled.

      Tom was beside himself; it was like every moment with this woman knocked him down a peg further. Just how far could things spiral out of control? All he could do was stare blankly at the screen.

      “We will also need to go shopping online again my little slut. We need to get you a nice tall pair of pink high heels to match your new basic uniform. I’m thinking about four inch heels. They will really get your calves looking sexy as hell, get you used to walking in heels, and best of all…they’ll make you suffer terribly when I make you stand in the corner for punishment time like I did yesterday.” Princess Dee continued. “Oh, and speaking of uniforms Tiffy…we need to get you some maid uniforms as well; including a hot little French Maid uniform. You will be wearing those when we have you start doing your daily chores and cleaning tasks. Doesn’t that excite you sissy? I bet it does…in fact, I bet it makes your little clitty all hard just thinking about it, doesn’t it slut?”

      Tom’s face turned bright red at this; he was indeed hard at the thought of the French Maid outfit. What the hell was wrong with him? Was he really turned on by the idea of dressing like a maid and being forced to clean? Surely not! However, Tom was unable to clear the turmoil from his mind. He knew somewhere deep down in his heart that yes; he was indeed finding this to be erotic. And that fact scared him to his core. He was a man after all; and men don’t dress up like maids and clean…and they sure as hell don’t get excited by the idea. No, she was teasing him Tom told himself…it was her voice and the way she was saying it or the look on her face, or whatever! It just had to be something…ANYTHING else that was causing him to be excited. But no matter how hard he tried or what he could think of; Tom just could not find any other reason or cause to explain his excitement. There was only one possible reason that made any sort of sense to him; and that was that his desire to be dominated went way beyond being just a sexual fetish.

      Tom finally admitted it to both Princess Dee and himself when he responded. “Yes Princess Dee.”

      Princess Dee just smiled. “I thought as much slave. Most men crave to be controlled; even if they won’t admit it to themselves. I know it is hard for you to grasp what is happening and I know that you are still very reluctant to admit it…even to yourself; but you want this. You just don’t fully realize it. Don’t worry though; I’ll make sure you continue down the right path from now on. Sooner or later you will come around to my way of thinking. I promise you that. ”

      Tom didn’t know who was crazier; him for being excited about what was happening or her for thinking that he craved it.

      “Now,” Princess Dee said “I am sure you are wondering about some of the goals I set for you on your Mint.com page. Would you like to know what they are?”

      Tom nodded “Yes Princess Dee, I would” he stated.

      “Very well slave, then I will tell you. You can look them all up online afterwards if you like. The first one is pretty simple; the ChronoVault is what I will be using to keep your keys locked in.” Princess Dee said.

      Tom just had a completely perplexed look on his face. “What keys?” he asked her.

      Princess Dee smiled again. “Well, one of the keys will be for the chastity tube we ordered for you yesterday; remember?”

      Tom hadn’t remembered at all. He had totally forgotten about the chastity tube that she had expected him to wear. How on earth could he have forgotten something like that? It isn’t every day that someone threatens to lock up your privates and keep you constantly horny all the time.

      “And some of the other keys will be for things like the restraints I might make you lock yourself in sometimes.” She continued.

      Tom must have still had a puzzled look on his face. “So this thing is a key-holder? What is to stop me from taking out the keys whenever I want to? I can just unlock the stupid chastity when she is not around or online.” Tom thought.

      “Imagine if I have you lock yourself in handcuffs for me slave. Until either I unlock the ChronoVault myself, or until the timer expires; there is no way for you to access the key and unlock your cuffs. Pretty cool, huh?” Princess Dee asked. “And don’t worry sissy; it is virtually invulnerable. But don’t you dare try to break it anyway!”

      “The second goal is a little more complex slave. The 2000 Pro is a nifty little device that will soon be attached to your chastity tube. It allows me to both stimulate, and punish your little genitals over the internet. It is a great motivational tool; don’t you think?” Princess Dee asked with a mocking tone to her voice.

      Tom was aghast. Surely such things didn’t exist…did they? The whole idea of it seemed very far-fetched to Tom; but so far there hadn’t been any falsehoods in the various tools and threats Princess Dee had already used to get him into the situation he was already in. This thing must also be real Tom told himself. And as much as he hated the idea of it; he was more than a little curious to see how it worked. Yes, as soon as Princess Dee gave him free reign of his computer again; he would definitely be looking this thing up.

      “And the final thing on your goals that might need a little explanation of sissy is the D-Link camera system. You might be thinking this is a very expensive Digital SLR camera, my slave?”

      Tom just nodded.

      “Well slave, you would be sadly mistaken then.” Princess Dee chuckled. “No, this is a series of webcams that are idea for surveillance and monitoring slave. In fact, there will be at least one of these installed in every room of your house to ensure that you are fully compliant with my demands slut. Once these babies are installed and set up you will have no privacy in your home whatsoever. I will monitor your every moment and make sure that you follow my every command and task to the letter. Now, isn’t that exciting?”

      Tom could only sit there and tremble at the prospect. “What the hell have I gotten myself into?” he thought.

     

      Chapter Ten

     

      “Now then, speaking of cameras my little sissy,” Princess Dee continued “right now you only have one and it needs to pull duty for many things at once so we need to add one more little program to your computer.” As she said this she opened up Tom’s web browser again and typed in Splitcam into his Google search. Once she found the page she clicked on the download button and Tom again saw that she had to enter her administrator password to allow anything to be downloaded onto his computer. It was really beginning to sink in to him that it was now much more her computer than his.

      “There we go,” she said when she had finished the download. “Now I am going to make it so that your camera is running 24/7 slave. And just like with the computer; you are not allowed to turn it off for any reason whatsoever. Understood?”

      Tom nodded. He understood alright; but he sure as hell didn’t like it. This woman was crazy. He wished he had never heard of Princess Dee or ever thought that it would be fun to have a Mistress take over control of his computer. For every step she made him take or took upon him herself, it forced him even further down a spiral that Tom feared he would never escape from.

      “Good, now on to the next issue I want to address with you. I see that you are spending almost ninety dollars a month for your Comcast bill. I take it that this is for both your internet and cable television since I do not see an internet bill on your Mint.com account. Is this correct?” Princess Dee asked him.

      “Yes Princess Dee. That is correct.” Tom responded.

      “And I assume that you have a contract that you have to meet?” Princess Dee asked. Tom again answered in the affirmative. “Well, once the contract expires we need to look at making changes to this. I don’t mind your spending that amount of money for a higher speed connection since you will most likely need it to run all the applications you will be running as well as the surveillance cameras. But you will be kept way too busy to watch TV so once the contract expires we need to look at getting rid of cable all together if possible or downgrading you to the lowest basic package they offer.”

      Tom was pissed. It was bad enough that she was taking over everything; but now she was threatening to not allow him to watch television. And what did she mean that he would be too busy to watch? Now she was going to manage all of his free time as well? This was almost too much for Tom to bear and he almost told her to ‘fuck off’ and throw his computer to the floor. However, he knew that she would carry out her earlier threats so he just sat there and gritted his teeth.

      Princess Dee just chuckled when she saw the look on Tom’s face. His reaction was priceless as far as she was concerned. “Aw, what’s the matter slave? You’re not happy about this are you?” Tom just shook his head. “Well isn’t that just too damn bad for you. Just be glad that I am not cutting you off immediately. You can gradually wean yourself off of it as far as I care. Until then as long as you complete all of your required daily tasks then I do not care what you do with the rest of your remaining free time. But mark my words now sissy; your free time will be diminished as we move forward until we reach the point where it will completely cease to exist. There will soon come a time when I will dictate every second of every day of your life. That is a promise from me to you. And trust me slave…I always keep my promises.”

      “Anyway slave, unlike you, I still have a life so I will be off here very shortly and will leave you alone until Friday evening. That doesn’t mean that I won’t be watching you however. With the camera on I will be able to look in on you at any time I want without you knowing. So you had best be on your best behavior and obey your dress code and continue you to complete your daily Fond of Writing tasks. You will also save all of your receipts for any purchases you make so I can compare them to your Mint.com statements. When I am ready you will need to show all of those receipts to me on camera. Understand?” Princess Dee asked.

      Tom nodded in the affirmative and told her “Yes Princess Dee. I understand.”

      “By Friday you will have received all of your packages that we ordered. You will not open them until I give you permission to do so; and you will open them on camera for me as well. In the meantime feel free to spend your evenings at home as you normally do; watching TV, or playing on the internet or whatever you typically do. The only difference will be that you will have to wear your uniform. Oh, speaking of which; you need to move your chair back about three feet when you are watching television. I need to have a clear view of you to ensure your compliance with my uniform requirements. No need to worry about moving back when you use the computer however. I already have a perfect view when you do that.” Princess Dee chuckled.

      “Oh slave, I should also let you know now to take your time with your Fond of Writing tasks from here on out. I will punish you five dollars for every wrong line submitted from now on, and you are fully aware that you already owe me from your Grounding. And since Friday is your payday you know that you will have to pay your penalties first before we set aside any money for your goals and budget. I’m sure you don’t want another very tight two weeks financially. I come first, then your goals, then your budgets. If you run out of money after that; well perhaps we need to look at lowering your food budget; but first we will look at other ways to save you money first.” Princess Dee said before continuing. “If you don’t know what I am talking about or referring to; then let me just say this. Gas and cars are very expensive. Think of all the things you could do with the money you would save if you were relegated to public transportation; or the benefits to your health if you had to start walking to work. That’s right slave; if you cannot meet your obligations then I will not only make you sell your car; but I will use the proceeds from it as well as the money it will save you to increase the pace of your transition.” Princess Dee said adding extra emphasis to the word ‘transition’.

      Again Tom was stunned beyond all belief. How could he survive without a car? But much more perplexing was what exactly did she mean by transition? Surely she meant his transition into a slave and not the connotation that first came to him. He hoped and prayed that she was not making an implied threat to force his transition from man to woman. Was she? Tom felt a chill go down his spine; he already knew the answer from all the names she had been calling him. Those words continued to ring through his ears as Princess Dee said goodbye and logged out. Those words just kept repeating themselves over and over in his mind….transvestite, sissy, maid. Tom was beginning to realize that Princess Dee had a much larger and more thought out agenda in mind for him than just simple blackmail and money slavery. The chill down his spine increased and he broke out into goose-bumps as he was beginning to realize all the implications this meant for his life.

     

      Chapter Eleven

     

      The next few days Tom tried to go about his normal routines as best as he could. However, several things were now different. He now had to get up early enough to complete the Fond of Writing task before he showered and got ready for work. He had to be careful how he spent his money and keep the receipts; so he took to buying lunch meat and bread so he could brown bag it to work instead of eating out. And instead of ordering dinner in; he also bought foods that could be easily cooked at home such as Macaroni & Cheese, and hotdogs and buns. For the first time he also turned down an invitation from some of his co-workers to go out for a drink after work. This was an easy decision for Tom to make. Even though he could really use a drink, or several, after what had transpired over the weekend; Tom knew that it could end badly in two possible ways if he went out. First would be that he might accidently spill the beans about what had happened to him over the weekend if he had too much to drink; the second was that Princess Dee would be so pissed that he had spent his money on alcohol that she would find a way to punish him more severely than what she was already doing to him. Both of those fears made it very easy for him to decide to go straight home after his quick trip to the grocery store.

      Another thing that had changed was that he changed into his pink bra and panty uniform as soon as he walked in the door from work. Fortunately for Tom, he had been wise enough to throw them in the washer before he went to bed on Sunday and tossed them in the dryer Monday before he left for work. He really did not want to wear them again until they had been cleaned. Tom chuckled to himself, hell, he really didn’t want to wear them again ever after this last weekend; but he knew that was no longer an option. So best to at least make sure they were clean, dry and as comfortable as possible.

      Tom was able to basically spend the rest of his evenings sticking to his normal routine with the exception of his clothing. He would scour the channels on the television and see if there was anything worth watching and if so he would watch it. If there wasn’t anything that caught his eye then he would leave it on one of the news channels for background noise and get online to peruse his favorite websites including his favorite porn sites and check his email.

      Tom felt more than a little self conscious while looking at some of the porn sites that first night. Getting aroused he let his hand slip down to start rubbing himself off. It was then that he noticed how smooth and sexy the panties felt on his now hairless crotch and that he seemed to be even more turned on than usual. He looked down and his penis actually began to twitch at the sight of the bra he was wearing. “What the hell?” Tom thought to himself, “What is wrong with me?” As he said this he looked upwards in exasperation at the mixed signals he was feeling; only to catch the light telling him that the unblinking eye of the camera was seeing his every move. Tom immediately turned crimson as he pulled his hand back up to the keyboard and he prayed that Princess Dee was not watching him. His penis continued to bob and twitch against the silky feel of the panties. Even without the continued ministrations of his hand, and with the fear that he was being watched; Tom still almost came in the panties.

      It took almost twenty minutes for him to come back down to a normal state and for his erection to finally subside. Tom was beside himself knowing how much he had got turned on by this and that it would probably turn him on more every time it happened. Tom was now beginning to develop a fetish for his ‘uniform’ instead of just having them as a tool for his various kinks. He would have to work very hard to keep Princess Dee from finding this out and using it to further exploit him.

      Tom then hurriedly completed his second Fond of Writing task for the day before turning his attention back to the television and seeing what was on. He then microwaved a couple of hot dogs for his dinner and then headed off to bed. He was about to get undressed when the idea of wearing his uniform to bed came to him. He figured he could enjoy the sensation of the bra and panties before he nodded off and that it would be prudent since he would have to be wearing them when he did the Fond of Writing task first thing in the morning. Surely it couldn’t hurt? And it might be enjoyable as long as Princess Dee never finds out that he actually now wanted to wear it. No, it would be best if she just thought he was being obedient.

      The first package to arrive on Wednesday was one of the sex toys from Amazon. Tom had no way of knowing which one without opening it up or tearing off the envelope and looking at the invoice. As tempted as he was to do so; he decided that he really didn’t want to know as he still found the idea of using them to be more than repulsive. He might now be enjoying the sensation of the bra and panties but there was no way he would ever get aroused by these sex toys; no matter how realistic they might be. On Thursday the other two packages arrived and sat on the table awaiting Friday when Princess Dee would make him open them for her on camera.

      When Friday evening finally arrived Tom avoided the computer completely and tried to focus on the television. He really wasn’t looking forward to Princess Dee and the packages. As far as he was concerned, if he never heard from Princess Dee again it would be too soon. He really hoped that this was all still just a mind fuck or that she had lost interest or just moved on to another victim. But unfortunately for Tom that was not the case; and he hadn’t even had time to find anything to watch before he heard Princess Dee talking to him. She had already logged in to his Teamviewer and turned on his chat program.

      “Hello slave! How was your week? Did you miss me? Happy to see me?” Princess Dee said before Tom could even reach his desk. “Did you get all of your packages? I’m sure you did. And I bet you can’t wait to open them, can you?” She just smirked evilly when she asked this last question and Tom found it hard to even think. All he was capable of doing at the moment was to just answer her greeting.

      “Hello Princess Dee.” He finally stuttered out.

      “What’s the matter slave; cat got your tongue? Don’t worry…we will loosen up your tongue soon enough. It will be getting plenty of strengthening and stretching exercises soon enough.” Princess Dee said and then laughed at her own play on words. “Oh yes,” she thought to herself, “we will be letting your tongue loose in all kinds of ways.”

      Tom sat there clueless as to what Princess Dee was laughing at; but he knew that whatever it was did not bode well for him.

      “Anyway slave, before we get started let me say that I have checked in on you using the camera several times and I must say that I am happy to see that you have been wearing your uniform as required. I am quite pleased with you for that.”  As Princess Dee said this Tom was awash with relief that not only did she not know about his masturbatory activities earlier in the week; but that she was indeed just under the assumption that he was just being obedient just like he hoped she would.

      “And I am also happy to see that you have been completing your Fond of Writing tasks as required. You are behaving very well my little slave. And so few mistakes make when you did them…well except for the one on Monday night where you seemed to rush it and made eleven bad entries. What was going on slave? Was something else distracting you?” she asked.

      Tom turned crimson again. “She knows what I was doing. Oh my god she knows.” Tom thought. “How could she possibly know?”

      Tom was about to panic when Princess Dee continued. “Let me guess slave. Did you have the football game on? Is that what was distracting you? I swear that TV is going to get you into a lot of trouble. In fact it already cost you fifty five dollars, plus another twenty five dollars for the rest of the week. Maybe I need to take away your television sooner than planned. Then again, I am not about to complain about the money it made me.”

      Tom was so relieved when she said this. He had almost panicked and given away what was going through his mind. She didn’t know. For once luck was on his side and she must not have been watching him when he was playing with himself almost to the point of frenzy on Monday evening. Somehow he had gotten away with it scotch-free. She didn’t know!

      But Princess Dee did know, or least had a good idea. The PC Pandora reports showed him visiting the porn sites and she had also set it to take pictures with his camera every thirty seconds when the computer was in use. She might not know that he had developed a new fetish; but she was able to put two and two together and knew that he had gotten himself all worked up right before he did his nightly typing task that night. Add that to the fact that he had blushed furiously when she asked what was distracting him that night and then the look of relief on his face when she asked him if he was watching football; these had helped to cement her feelings of what he had been up to in to place. “The little perv was getting off in his bra and panties again. How delicious! He will be easier to break than I thought.” She thought.

      “Now then my little sissy; why don’t you go get your new toys and bring them over here and let’s have a look at them.” Princess Dee said.

      Tom just groaned and rolled his eyes as he got up and headed towards his dining room to retrieve the packages from the table.

      “I guess it wasn’t just a mind fuck after all.” Tom thought as he carried the packages back towards his computer desk. He really wasn’t looking forward to what was about to happen.

     

      Chapter Twelve

     

      Tom set the three packages down on the floor next to the desk and was about to sit down in the chair when Princess Dee interrupted him.”Before you sit down slave you had better gather up all of your receipts from this week. We will also be looking at what you spent and matching it up to your Mint.com account.”

      Tom sighed and went to get his receipts per Princess Dee’s instruction. He was glad that he had really been a spend-thrift this whole week. The last thing he wanted was to have Princess Dee punish him for spending too much money and he really did not want her to carry out her threat of making him sell his car. “This is ridiculous.” Tom thought to himself. “I’m a grown man. How can I keep letting her treat me this way?”

      Tom almost felt like an errant child. Princess Dee was acting like an authoritative parent demanding to see his report card and threatening to take away his favorite toy for bad grades. What was next; restriction? Tom almost chuckled at that thought. It sounded like a good role-play that he could see acting out during one of his web-cam sessions someday. But then reality hit him in the face again as it dawned on him that there would be no web-cam sessions with other Dommes in the future unless he was able to escape the clutches of Princess Dee. That is something he knew she would not ever let him spend his money on again.

      Tom sat back down in front of the desk with the three receipts from his few excursions to the grocery store that week. He had been really careful with his money and knew that Princess Dee would be proud of the effort he had taken into reducing his spending. “Only those receipts slave?” Princess Dee asked. She had already logged into Tom’s Mint account through his computer that day when he was at work and knew that he was not hiding anything from her; but she did not want to let on that she knew. “There had better be enough there to match up against what it shows on your Mint account slave.”

      Tom nodded and told her “Yes Princess Dee, I have all of the receipts.”

      “Very good slave, now log in to your account and show me. Then I want you to lift up each of the receipts to the camera so I can see how you have been spending our money.” Princess Dee said. Tom did not like the way she referred to it as ‘our’ money. It was his, not hers…even if she was controlling how he spent it.

      Tom logged in as commanded. He still felt fairly safe since everything he logged in to only showed the dots and not his actual passwords when he entered them. He knew that Princess Dee would only see the dots on her end of the screen as well. As per her desire; Tom was still completely oblivious to the PC Pandora software running stealthily on his computer.

      Princess Dee chimed in after clicking on his Transactions button “Well slave, I see that you have really curbed your spending on food this week. I must say that I am truly impressed.”

      Tom felt a hint of pride at this; knowing that he had pleased her. Then the next thought occurred to him as well. “There really must be something wrong with me; why should I care if she is pleased or not?” To which his sub-conscious screamed out at him “Because you are a submissive you idiot; just admit it to yourself and get on with it.” Tom shot down that thought immediately. His mind was a battle-field, but for now his rational and conscious mind was still winning the war; even if they were slowly losing ground.

      “Now let’s see those receipts.” Princess Dee said. Tom held them up to the web-cam one at a time only to see the look on Princess Dee’s face darken. “Wow sissy, you really are clueless aren’t you” she asked. Tom just sat there blankly; for once he really was clueless. “I thought she would be happy.” Tom thought to himself. What the hell had just happened?

      “Hot dogs? Macaroni and Cheese? Coke? Did I not tell you to quit spending your money of junk food slave? How the hell are you going to be a fit little sissy when you still keep eating this crap? Do you want to be a fat unwanted sissy that nobody would allow to serve them? Obviously you need my guidance more than I thought!” as Princess Dee said this she could see the hurt look on Tom’s face. “Very well slave, then I will start making you out a grocery list and telling you what you can eat from now on. There will be lots of veggies and beans in your future slave; not fruit though as they have too much sugar. Maybe after you lose the first fifteen or twenty pounds I’ll let you add apples to your diet as an occasional treat; we will see. But junk food is now definitely off your list for good.”

      Tom started to balk at this revelation but was immediately stopped by what Princess Dee said next. “If you don’t like it slave, tough; but it could be much worse I assure you. Don’t make me have you mix them all in a blender and eat them that way. And I know that you wouldn’t like it if I put you on a diet of Prison Loaf for weeks at a time either!”

      Tom was sullen. He wasn’t a fan of vegetables to begin with, and he sure as hell didn’t like beans. To think he might have to eat them mixed out of a blender did not appeal to him at all. “And what the hell is Prison Loaf?” he thought.

      Princess Dee could see the question written on Tom’s face “Prison Loaf my slave, is a very bland food that meets all the dietary requirements but is so terribly unappetizing that prisons use it to punish errant prisoners. Perhaps you can look it up later to see what may await you in the future?”

      Tom moaned; even without knowing what it was exactly, he sure did not want to find out by being forced to eat it.

      “Anyway slave, that is for later. Now it is time to open your packages. First get the small one that is not from Amazon. That will be your chastity tube my little sissy. Open it up and put it on for me.” Princess Dee commanded.

      Tom opened up the box and looked inside. There were several pieces of plastic and Tom had no idea how to put them all together; let alone on. Tom took out the instruction sheet and read it getting an idea of how it would go on. Princess Dee then instructed him to use the second smallest ring and the smallest spacer when he put it on. She told him that afterwards she would determine if he needed to change the ring or spacer size. Tom pulled down his panties and after much struggle finally got everything on. Princess Dee then told him to use one of the numbered plastic locks and not the padlock that had come with it. She told him that way she would know if he ever removed it without her permission and that with the five plastic locks they would have five chances to make sure the fitting was correct.

      “There, that’s out of the way, more or less permanently. That will help keep you horny and submissive from now on and keep your little clitty out of trouble while you learn to start focusing on service to others. After all, that is what slavery is really all about…serving the needs of others. Now, open the heavier .package from Amazon.” Princess Dee said with a small smirk.

      Tom reluctantly opened the heavier package as instructed. What he pulled out made him gasp in surprise. Yes, he had seen the Sexflesh Amazing Anus when Princess Dee first ordered it for him; but the pictures on the website did not do it justice. This thing looked real. The flesh tone was very lifelike and the pink puffy lips of the vagina looked ready for penetration. It almost looked like someone had made a three dimensional model of a porn star’s genitalia and ass during a movie shoot. “Damn!” Tom thought, “That is hot!” He had never given any credence to the use of sex toys like this before; but even he was aroused just looking at it. Given enough time and if he was horny enough even he would have given it a go; although that was no longer even an option now that his cock was locked up in the CB6000s.

      Princess Dee brought his attention back to the screen when she said “Oh yes, that is so sexy isn’t it?’ Tom could only nod in agreement. “Okay sweetie, now open the other one,” she said.

      Tom opened the other box with dread. If the first one was so realistic he could only imagine that this one would be just as realistic as well. Unfortunately for Tom he was not disappointed. The Sexflesh Penis Rider Combo Masturbator even had veins on the penis, and the balls were uneven and had a lumpy scrotum. If there was one saving grace for Tom it was the fact that the balls did not dangle freely which only slightly took away from the sense of realism. Again it looked like someone had created a three dimensional model of the porn star’s male counterpart’s genitalia. And even though it was just about as realistic as the first toy…this one did not arouse Tom by any stretch of the imagination. No, if fact, this one did the opposite. It repulsed him.

      “These are to be your training tools my little sissy.” Princess Dee told him “You will start practicing your service to them on a daily basis from now on. This will consist of one hour of training on each of them every day. That time will be broken down into half hour increments. The first half hour will be dedicated to providing oral servitude to their cock or pussy; and the second half hour will be spent providing oral servitude to their assholes. This will help you develop the skills necessary to provide pleasure to others, both male and female, whilst you remain chaste and unsatisfied.”

      Tom was stunned. Was she serious? Did she really want him to do what he had just heard her say? Two hours? She wanted him to spend two hours a day with his mouth on or around these toys? She really is insane. What the hell?

      Princess Dee just chuckled evilly at the look on Tom’s face. She knew that this was another one of those make or break moments. If Tom caved in here without too much of a fight, or blatant reluctance on his part; then she knew that his latent submissiveness was coming even more to the fore and it would not be long before he was obsequious to her demands without the need for overt threats on her part.

      “So slave, I am sure that you are not very skilled or experienced at this yet; so I will give you a little bit of help. I want you to do a search for ‘oral sex techniques’ and ‘rimming’ on Google. You should find all kinds of information and even videos on the subject matter. This will be your homework this evening. Once you do, then every evening before you do your Fond of Writing task, you will place these in sight of your webcam and then spend an hour on each both front and rear using the techniques you have learned. Is that understood slave?” Princess Dee asked.

      Tom was at first too stunned to say anything and just stared at Princess Dee on his screen. But as soon as he saw the smile fade from her face and a look of anger start to take its place Tom immediately piped up and answered her. “Yes Princess Dee I understand.”

      “Excellent!” Princess Dee started, “I look forward to find out which techniques and skills you discover and watching you as you learn them. Oh, and you now will have a new Fond of Writing task to complete as well as ‘Devotional’. From now on you will be completing the one called ‘Oral Servitude’ in the evenings and still completing ‘Devotional’ in the mornings.”

      Tom could only reply. “Yes Princess Dee.” Tom was now beginning to see why he would not have time to watch television as Princess Dee had implicated to him previously. As of now he had basically lost three hours out of every evening to the service of Princess Dee. Again, a funny cord was struck in Tom as he considered it service instead of blackmail. “I really must need and want this on some level.” Tom thought to himself.

      “Now slave, I will not be spending this evening with you as I currently have other plans. However, I have set up the computer so you can no longer delete your browsing history. So I will know if you did or did not do your homework and I will be back before eight o’clock your time, so I can watch you practice what you have learned. I will then compare it to your research so I can grade your performance. Again, is that understood?” Princess Dee asked with a very stern look on her face.

      Again Tom replied in the affirmative. “Yes Princess Dee.”

      “Oh, one more thing before I let you go, my little Tiffany. Tomorrow at three pm you have my permission to not wear your uniform and wear normal clothes. You will be having a nice visitor from Best Buy’s Geek Squad over to make a few more changes to my computer. No need for you to worry about what he will be doing as that is none of your concern. But you will be paying him for his work when it is completed. Bye for now Sissy Tiffy. See you again in a few hours.”

      And before Tom could even reply Princess Dee had logged out. Tom could only sit there in shock at this new revelation; but after sitting there in stunned silence for the better part of a half an hour, Tom set to doing his homework as directed. All he could think of was “What’s next?”

      Chapter Thirteen

      Tom finally pulled the pick panties back on and felt a slight shudder go through him as it passed over his now encased penis. Tom cursed himself for now being aroused by his uniform. “Now is not the time for that” he told himself as he felt the first indications of restraint on his erection. “The last thing I need at this moment is to be turned on for what I am about to do” he thought as he try to will his erection away. He closed his eyes and focused his concentration on his job for a few minutes and that provided him the calming effect he needed before starting on his ‘homework’ as Princess Dee had called it.

      Then with a deep sigh he entered ‘oral sex techniques’ into Google and was stunned to see over five million results. Tom groaned out loud as the first two results were about giving blow jobs. That was not what he was hoping for; but the next few results were about how to perform oral sex on a woman. This was better Tom thought. So he went ahead and opened the first several sites listed by right clicking on them and opening them in another tab. He then did a search for ‘rimming techniques’ and also opened up the first several results the same way.

      Tom decided that it would be best to start reading up on the ones for women first. .At least he would enjoy that since it is something he always had wanted to do. It was best to put off the two that Tom found disgusting and perverse for as long as possible. He did not keep open any of the ones that were videos. There was no point in getting turned on again since he had so much to do; and also now that he couldn’t do anything about it with his penis locked up.

      Unfortunately for Tom that did not prevent his arousal as he began to read about all the different things that he could do to a pussy with his lips and tongue. Tom wasn’t even half way down the first page before his cock was throbbing and struggling against the infernal chastity with all its might. And the pain he felt as the chastity pulled against his trapped balls did little to alleviate his arousal. Tom squirmed on his chair as he continued to read. Reading became more difficult as he found it hard to concentrate on anything but his now desperate need for release. Tom finally pushed his right hand down inside the panties to try and get off only to find that he could not stimulate himself as necessary to achieve orgasm. This device was insidious Tom thought. It not only denied him from stimulation or orgasm; but it also kept him in a state of arousal as his cock fought to expand fully.

      Tom was finally able to finish reading the techniques for pleasing women and moved on to the blow job techniques. He figured that his repulsion and disgust at the thought of having to do this would bring him back down to a non-aroused state. Unfortunately for Tom; he had figured wrong. First and foremost in his mind when he read them was how it would feel to have woman doing all those things to him. This just drove up his state of arousal even more. And somewhere in the back of his aroused mind was also the thought that he would soon be doing these things to his new toy for the benefit of Princess Dee. He no longer felt disgust at the idea of it; it was more shame now. Not only was he feeling shame that he would have to do it in front of her, but also shame that he was aroused even as he thought about having to do it.

      Tom quickly realized that an aroused mind was indeed more amenable to things than a non-aroused mind; and he began to fear how much more compliant he might become to Princess Dee the longer he was locked up and denied. He felt the goose bumps all over his body when it finally dawned on him that he might end up begging to be her slave instead of having to be blackmailed and forced into it. He knew it was only a matter of time before his desire and arousal overcame his rational mind.

      “No damn it.” Tom thought. “This is not me. I am not a slave, or a sissy, or transvestite or whatever the hell else she is trying to manipulate me into being. And I sure as hell do not want to suck a cock, even if it is just an imitation one. I’m just confused because I’m horny. Once I cum I will be able to think clearly and try to find a way out of all this.” With that thought Tom committed to himself that he would find a way to achieve orgasm as soon as he was done reading the ‘rimming techniques’. Then he could start planning his escape from the clutches of Princess Dee or just wait her out. “Surely she will get tired of this” Tom thought “Or she will move on to another victim that she can get more money out of.” Tom thought it was all about the money really; and that Princess Dee was just getting some amusement out of him while she was taking what she could.

      Once he was finished with his homework assignment, Tom set about looking for something he could use to allow him to get enough stimulation to get off. He know there was no way to stimulate the shaft of his penis with the chastity tube on, but there was a hole for urination that he could use to push something in so he could stimulate the head. He knew that the head and tip of his penis was the most sensitive and figured that with enough effort that he might be able to get off using that alone.

      Tom ran into the bathroom and inserted a Q-tip cotton swab into the opening of the chastity and began to rub the tip of his penis. He began to feel the tug on his balls as his penis tried to become fully erect unsuccessfully. Tom continued to rub the tip for at least fifteen minutes before he gave up in frustration. He had over-stimulated the tip and was now becoming tender and he was no closer to cumming than he was before he started. Now his balls were sore, his penis was tender, and he was even hornier now than he was when he was looking up the oral sex techniques for women. Tom wanted to cry. This was so damned unfair he thought. “How am I supposed to be able to live like this? I’ll go crazy if this keeps up!”

      Tom was at his wits end when he was looking in the mirror after he threw the Q-tip into the trash can. Seeing himself in the sexy pink bra and panties did nothing but exacerbate his already desperate need for relief. But there in the mirror he also saw what for sure would be his salvation. There hanging on the wall behind him was his handheld shower massage. Surely if anything could complete the task at hand it was this! Tom quickly removed the bra and panties and hopped into his shower. While he was waiting for the water to reach the perfect temperature, Tom went through the various settings on the shower and settled on the pulse setting. “There!” Tom thought “This will do the job or nothing will.” Tom was absolutely one hundred percent certain that he would finally achieve the release that he now so desperately needed. The pulse of the shower head was incredible. Not only did the feel of it hitting right behind his balls push Tom right to the heights of ecstasy; but as he passed the water spray over the chastity tube and felt the water pulsing against the tip of his penis Tom could feel the deep throbbing that always preceded his orgasms. “Oh my God, this is it!” Tom thought as a loud moan passed his lips. He began involuntarily rocking his hips waiting for the now inevitable orgasm he was only seconds from now achieving. And he waited, and waited and it never happened! The inevitable orgasm remained elusive to Tom. He desperately continued to spray the water over his genitals even after he had ran out of hot water. Tom screamed out in frustration; his last and best opportunity to cum had failed. And even though the now cold water helped to take the edge off just a little bit; Tom was now hornier than he had even been in his entire life.

      Chapter Fourteen

     

      True to her word Princess Dee connected to Tom’s computer at a quarter to eight. Tom had only recently finished getting dressed in his uniform after his failed attempt at orgasm by shower massage; and was trying to distract himself by reading the news on the internet when Princess Dee logged in. “Hello slave, did you do your homework?” she asked him. Tom nodded and replied “Yes Princess Dee, I did my homework.”

      “Excellent! Did you enjoy it?” she asked. Tom could only blush. He had enjoyed it more than he had wanted to. Princess Dee chuckled as she saw Tom’s neck and face turn crimson. “I can see that you did,” she told him. This caused Tom to blush even more. “Now let’s take a look at it shall we?” She asked and then continued “and then we can put what you learned to practical use and start developing your skills.” Princess Dee then opened up Tom’s Internet Explorer and went to the tools button and into his History tab. She then opened one of the pages detailing giving oral sex to women. She then told Tom “Now, why don’t you move your coffee table over here in front of the camera and put it where you were kneeling on our first ‘date’.”

      Tom got up and went over and pulled the table over from in front of his television, and into the spot Princess Dee had mentioned. He wouldn’t call it a date like she had; but he knew that she was referring to the spot he had performed his little act on video that had cemented her blackmail control over him.

      “No Tiffy, turn it perpendicular to the camera and push it closer,” she said. Tom pushed it closer to the desk where his computer was. “Keep pushing until I tell you to stop,” she continued. Tom pushed until her heard her say “Stop!” Princess Dee had made sure that the table was close enough that once she had Tom angle the camera down and put it on the edge of the desk that she knew she would have a great and close up view of Tom servicing his new sex toys.

      Once Tom had moved the chair away from his computer desk and positioned the camera per Princess Dee’s instruction, she then told Tom to place the Amazing Anus on the table and then to sit on his heels on the floor on the opposite side of the table as the camera. She told Tom to face the pussy towards him and to lean forward and cup his arms around the toy.

      “Now slave, this may look very realistic to you but it isn’t. There is no clitoris for you to practice on…so for now we will have to make do with some of the other techniques you read about.” Princess Dee said. “Start by licking the edge of the thighs and along the edge of the pussy with the tip of your tongue.” Tom did as she said, slowing working his tongue from the top of the lips up towards the toy’s anus. This was just as if he were in the 69 position with a real woman with him on the top instead of her.

      “Yes slave, just like that!” Princess Dee said and then continued, “Now, with the flat of your tongue, give it some long slow licks from front to rear.” Tom complied and began to lick it as instructed. As he did, he began to imagine that he was licking a real pussy and immediately began to get aroused again. He wasn’t the only one however as Princess Dee was also beginning to get aroused as she instructed Tom in the fine art of pussy licking.

      “Mmm, yes slave just like that!” She said as her voice began to get a little raspy. She then giggled out a little as she told Tom to move on to the next technique. “Now I want you to trace out the letters of the alphabet with your tongue slave.”

      Tom could now feel the tugging at his balls from the cb6000s as he tried to get fully erect. Between imagining a real pussy before him to the sound of Princess Dee’s sexy voice telling him what to do; Tom was as hard as he could get while restrained in the chastity. His horniness and latent submissiveness were pushing him further into a blurred world where all of this seemed right and natural to him. He knew that the longer this went on and the more he submitted to Princess Dee that it would be harder and harder for him to resist her control. He knew that only an orgasm could save him from himself. Without one it was just a matter of time before his subconscious submissive mind overrode his rational logical mind and plunged him into the depths of submissive depravity that Princess Dee was trying to bring out in him.

      As Tom continued to spell out the alphabet with his tongue he could hear Princess Dee’s breathing take on a new cadence. He knew that this was turning her on just as much as it was him. Unfortunately for Tom, knowing that just turned him on that much more, and drove him to want to please her even more. His submissiveness and desire to please were at the forefront. This was the mindset Tom always got in when he did web-cam sessions with other Dommes in the past. It was this mentality that had driven him in the past into buying and trying all of the toys, clothes, and makeup he had collected up until he had met Princess Dee. In fact, it was this mindset that had driven him to contact her initially. And had gotten him into the situation he now faced.

      Tom knew this did not bode well for him. The chastity would prevent him from cleaning his pipes and clearing his mind; and he knew that Princess Dee would use this to push her advantage over him even further. Worse still, at least in Tom’s mind, was that fact that he still had two assholes and a cock waiting for him to practice on; and now he would be doing it while fully aroused and desperate to please.

      Tom was in a fog as Princess Dee first had him dart his tongue in and out quickly and then move on to long deep thrusts into the sex toy. When she spoke Tom could tell that she was getting more aroused by the moment. When she had Tom turn the toy around and start licking the anus Tom could hear the tremble in her voice. Tom wasn’t sure if it was because she was getting off on controlling him, or imagining it was her being served, or a combination of both.

      However, when Princess Dee told him to switch to the Penis Rider Combo toy and her arousal didn’t seem to abate; it was then that Tom could really tell it was the power and control that got her off. He knew immediately that she was a sexual sadist.

      “Now Tiffany, let’s get to work on you ‘other’ oral skills shall we?” she asked him still with the tremble in her voice. Tom got the toy and put it where the Amazing Anus had just sat; its seven inch cock standing straight up. “For this you will need to rise up on your knees slave” she told him.

      Tom lifted himself up off of his heels and into the kneeling position. “First I want you to pull it towards you and then gently kiss the tip of it.” When she said this Tom turned red with embarrassment again; but did as she said.

      For the next fifteen minutes she had him go through all the techniques she found on his ‘homework’ websites. She had him lightly lick the hole at the tip, brush his cheeks up and down the shaft, breathe on it, lick and suck on the balls and scrotum, circle the head with his tongue, and lick the perineum. She continued to sound more and more aroused as she gave Tom more encouragement. Tom for his part did exactly as instructed. Only in the back of his mind did it register that he was no longer disgusted at what he was doing. There was a sense of shame; but Tom was unable to tell if that was due to what he was doing…or the fact that he was still completely aroused whilst he was doing it. Surely the idea of doing this should have lessened his arousal by now he thought to himself; but for some reason it hadn’t

      “He is ready for you now Tiffany! Take him into your mouth and show him what a good little slave you are.” Princess Dee said. Tom immediately complied and sucked the penis into his mouth. He was now obeying her without any hesitation; his resolve gone for the time and replaced with total obsequiousness. He needed to do this; he needed to please Princess Dee. His mind was completely gone as he began to bob up and down on the cock while sucking, as it appeared to Princess Dee, quite eagerly. She knew that Tom was almost at his breaking point and that it was just a matter of days or weeks before Tom had been completely broken to the point where nothing else would matter to him other than being her slave. While he continued to try and deep throat the penis before him; Princess Dee decided that it was time to start accelerating her plans for him; and that thought had her dripping.

      “Very good slave” she said, “You are a natural at this; aren’t you?”

      Tom could only blush. He was still heady and aroused beyond capable thought at the moment. Was she calling him a natural cocksucker; or a naturally submissive? He couldn’t really tell. It took him several minutes for him to come back down slightly from his heightened aroused state to a point where he could actually think and concentrate on Princess Dee and what she was saying to him.

      “Just think how good you will be at oral servitude after just a few weeks? Why you will be as good as a Pro or a porn star in no time flat. Then again, they don’t practice for two hours a day.” She laughed as she said this. She then had Tom repeat the rimming techniques on the ass of this toy that he had done on the Amazing Anus.

      “Now, we need to go shopping again before you complete your new FOW task slave. There are a few more things we need to get so we can get started on your maid training.” Princess Dee said. She was now in a hurry to get offline so she could attend to her own sexual needs. Watching Tom debase himself and obey so eagerly, and knowing that he was completely aroused and unable to do anything about it had driven her to the edge of orgasm herself. But as much as she wanted to get off and take things into hand; she knew that now was the time to press her advantage. She needed to keep laying it on to Tom and not give him time to think about anything else. She wanted to keep him off balance every time she introduced something new to him; at least until he was completely broken. Once that had happened he would accept anything; but until then she knew he would try to resist if given the time to think or act.

      Tom watched as she used his Internet Explorer to open four windows on his computer. The first one she used to go to Sharperuniforms.com and typed Ladies Spun Polyester Housekeeping Dress in the search box. She told Tom to figure out his measurement and to place his order for two of them once she had logged out. She also told him to order three of the Ladies Housekeeping Tea Aprons that were listed under ‘Companion Items’. The next two windows she opened to Amazon.com and typed in the titles of two different Kindle books “How to Become the Perfect Maid” and “The Lost Are of House Cleaning”.

      “Read those, slave. Study them well. You will put what you learn in there to good use after lots and lots of practice.” Princess Dee said as she opened the final window and told Tom “And this will be used to monitor your training.” Tom looked at the screen to see that she had entered another Amazon.com window. This one showed the D-Link DSC942L wireless day & night network camera. Princess Dee then said goodnight and disconnected. Tom knew immediately that privacy in the rest of his house would be a thing of the past as Princess Dee could demand that he take the camera with him into every room.