Tabby’s Transformation

Chapter One

After our initial meeting, I knew that Tabby was mine for the taking.  She showed promising response to my requests, following my instructions even if it made her uncomfortable.  It was obvious that she truly desired to become a slut … or in actuality, she truly desired to become MY slut.  The fact that I had photos of her, in compromising behavior that would be sent to her family if she didn’t follow thru didn’t hurt either.

Tabby normally was a very classy and dignified lady.  I knew it was going to take coercion to complete the transformation.  Never, on her own, would she take the steps necessary to become a true slut.  Even if that’s what her heart desired.  It was going to take drastic action … like ripping off a band-aid. 

Tabby received a letter from me the next morning by special courier.  She read the following:

       Dearest Slut,

Your transformation begins today!  I have already called into your office and resigned your position for you.  You will need several weeks to make your transformation and I want your entire attention.  Pack a small bag with just the essentials:  toothbrush, hairbrush, etc. A car will pick you up at 10:00 a.m. and take you to meet me at the airport.  No clothes are needed.  We will purchase your new wardrobe. 

You are to wear comfortable outer clothing … a skirt and blouse that buttons up the front.  But no undergarments. 

While we are away, I’ve arranged for someone to come in and “cleanse” your home of all non-slut items.  You will begin the life of a slut the moment you step into the limousine.  I hope you are prepared.

       Your Loving Mistress

By the time she finished reading the letter, Tabby was shaking from head to foot.  Her hands trembled so hard she found it difficult to focus on the words as she re-read the letter.  Thoughts were racing thru her mind .. “Is this really going to happen?”  … “OMG, can I really do this?”  … “What does Mistress have in mind?” 

In a trance, she raced to the bathroom to take a quick shower and pack her small overnight bag.  It didn’t take long because it didn’t seem like there was much for her to take.  She looked thru her closet and chose a soft short skirt and silk shirt that buttoned up the front as I had instructed.  The mirror reflected her naked body as she slid the skirt up over her hips and slipped her arms into the sleeves.  Trembling fingers slowly buttoned the shirt.  The silky fabric brushed against her nipples hardening the tips.  Then sliding her feet into a pair of sandals, she looked again at herself in the mirror.  Her breathe quickening in anticipation.  Taking a moment to look around her bedroom, she realized when she returned she would be a new person. 

Chapter Two

Tabby was waiting at the door when the bell rang at precisely 10:00 a.m.  The driver took her overnight bag and led her to the waiting car.  As she slid from the warmth of the sunny day into the coolness of the dark interior, the driver, Henri,  slapped her on the ass.  Startled and surprised, she turned to protest to the man. 

“How dare you!” she snapped.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk” whispered from the dark interior. 

Startled again, Tabby turned to see me curled in a corner of the deep leather seats.  “He dares because you are nothing but a slut, little one.” I purred at you.  “You have no rights any longer.  You are mine to use and have used at my whim.”

Tabby blushed a deep crimson and mumbled, “Yes, Mistress.”  Hanging her head she settled into the opposite corner.

“Now, now little one.  There is no reason to hang your head.”  I chuckle softly.  “Move closer and sit by me.”

As Henri pulls the car from the curb to begin our drive to the airport, Tabby squirms across the wide bench seat to sit in the middle.  As she moves, I pull the back of her skirt from under her butt, so that she is sitting on the cool leather.  A quiet gasp escapes from her lips, but it is followed by a soft moan.  I can tell by the faint tinge on her cheeks that feeling the leather on her bare pussy is a turn on.

Leaning forward a bit, I take Tabby’s face between my hands I press a gentle kiss on her lips.  Tracing my tongue across her pouting lower lip and then catching it between my teeth.  Tugging gently and sucking on it pulls a moan from her mouth.  I slant her head to the right and deepen the kiss, dancing my tongue with hers.  Delighting in the moans it creates, I continue to kiss my slut while lowering my hands from her face to caress her tits.  The mounds feel lovely in my hands and the nipples tighten and pucker against my palms. 

RIP!  Before she can realize what I’m doing, I pull her blouse apart popping every button and pull it back from her shoulders so that it pins her arms.  Her chest is thrust forward giving me access to her tits and nipples.  Taking a nipple between each forefinger and thumb, I pinch and twist them until she groans in pain.  “Oh Mistress, that hurts.” Tabby moans. 

“Yes, I know it does Slut.”  I laugh gently at her.  “But you will learn to appreciate the pain and the pleasure it will bring to you!”  Giving her nipples another tug and twist, I lean in to kiss her savagely this time, biting and chewing at her lips.  Tabby arches her back and grimaces, but moans as the gentle pain turns to pleasure.

Sliding my hand between her legs, I test the moisture that is forming in her pussy.  “Oh, so my little cunt really does like it.  You are a nasty little slut who will learn to love being treated like this.  Spread your legs for me wide Slut!”  I growl out to her.

Trembling she spreads her legs opening up her lovely cunt for me to see.  “Henri!  Lower the glass so that you can see my Slut’s cunt.” I announce into the speaker between the two compartments of the car.  Tabby flinches and tries to close her legs.  But this action rewards her with a hard slap across the tits.  “NEVER close your legs when I have commanded you to open them!” 

Quickly she opens her legs back up, but I can see the trepidation in her eyes.  I pull her skirt up onto her belly so that Henri and I both have a clear view of her pussy.  I giggle as Henri adjusts the rearview mirror so that he can see into the back seat.  Her pink pussy is exposed and glistening.  The events of the past few minutes have excited Tabby greatly.  I lean over so that I can inspect her cunt, pinching and pulling on the hood of her clit.  “Mmmmm, yes, this will look so lovely with a nice heavy ring in it.  Don’t you agree Henri?”  Tabby moans and squirms her bottom as I continue to manipulate her clit.  The moisture thickening and drooling out of her cunt. 

Quickly, I slide two fingers inside her pussy and finger-fuck her hard.  Massaging and rubbing on her clit as it hardens adds more pleasure.  “Do you like being finger-fucked while Henri watches?” I growl in her ear.  Tabby shakes her head “no” and “yes” in unison making her look very confused, but the “yes” nods quickly take over. 

“Yes Mistress, it feels so good.”  Tabby’s breath quickens and her chest begins to heave. 

“What are you?” I question her.

“Um … what … I don’t understand.”

“WHAT ARE YOU?  Tell me what you are!”

“Oh, I am a slut Mistress” blushes Tabby as she begins to hump her cunt against my hand.

“Tell Henri whose slut you are.”

Her blush deepens, “I am Mistress’s Slut.”  Her moans quicken as she gets closer to cumming.  “I am Mistress’s dirty slut.”

“Mmmm yes, you are my Slut.”  My hand continues its thrusting into her dripping cunt while the other fingers tug hard on her clit.  “I think my Slut wants to cum.”

“Ohhhh, yes, please Mistress, please let me cum.”  Tabby pants out.

“Ma’am, we’ve reached the hanger and your plane is waiting” Henri interrupts.

My hand slows at Henri’s words and Tabby groans and tries to hump my hand, trying to get to the edge.  “You want to cum little Slut?”

“Yyy… esss, pleasssseeee, Mistress.  I need to cum.”

“No, Slut, I don’t think I’m ready for you to cum yet.”  I pull my hands from her pussy and offer them to Tabby to lick.  “Clean up my fingers.  They are covered with your nasty cunt juice.”

Tabby groans in need and licks her juices from my fingers.  Running her tongue over my fingers like they are covered in chocolate, sucking each one deep into her mouth. 

“Now pull yourself together, Slut.  Since that shirt doesn’t have any buttons left, you’ll have to tie it in a knot to cover yourself for the walk to the plane.”  I turn slightly in the seat so that I can take a moment to recover myself a bit.  Teasing and playing with Tabby has excited me as well.  I can feel the dampness between my own legs.  I’ve waited so long to have my Slut.  I knew then that she would spend part of the flight on her knees between my thighs, her face buried in the sweet haven of my own cunt.  Her transformation would not only be a physical one, she would also learn to love me and crave my attention … either in pain or pleasure.