This story contains themes of FLR, Feminisation, humiliation, and the like. It's also pretty slow to get started, and ends right when you think it might be getting good. Sorry about that. Hopefully you like it, and want to read more. I have a lot planned for these characters, so I needed to introduce them. Anyway, enough of my first publication self indulgence - here's the story.
"I hope you're ready for tonight, Princess."
Brenda smiled to herself as she hit send on the message to her boyfriend Ed. "That should keep him a little off balance," she thought, tapping her nail on the screen of her phone "so he'll never see this coming."
She'd been planning Ed's destruction for weeks. Ever since he told her about the huge project he was leading at his office, building out a new home automation platform, Brenda has been hard at work.
She wasn't mad at him. She was actually proud of her boyfriend, but that didn't mean she was going to take it easy on him.
Brenda had offered to reduce his 'responsibilities' under their FLR so he could focus on work without worrying about everything else. But he had actually asked her not to. The structure and routine that was in place helped him keep work at work--separate from their arrangement at home.
There were a couple of late nights at the office that meant his chores at home were neglected, but never two in a row--Ed was always caught up by the end of the next night. He still needed to be disciplined for the lapses, but Brenda took it easy on him in those instances. However, not tonight.
Princess
had earned this, and Brenda wouldn't relent until he was a quivering humiliated puddle of frustration.
Brenda tapped away on the tablet, looking over a beta version of the home automation software Ed was building at work. He installed a copy at home, so he could test it in a real environment. The software was really easy to work with, and she loved the irony that this tool he built was going to help her tear him down.
She looked at the time. He was probably submitting the final code for approval right now. Brenda smirked. Monday his company would launch the product, but almost no one would know what happened to him tonight. She had a few hours left before he got home, and there was no time to waste.
Ed stared at his phone, the device trembling slightly in his hand. Brenda has never called him
Princess
before. Yes, she was his girlfriend
and
his mistress, but this was wholly new territory. He didn't know what to do with himself.
He was definitely ready for tonight, or he would be in a few minutes once this pull-request was approved, and the final battery of acceptance tests ran through the code. It was just an adjustment to the logo, so Ed knew the code would pass. Right. He got up from his chair, and went out to the bays to look at his team.
"Sally, did you get everything organized?" he asked his Executive Assistant.
"You know I did Ed." She smiled at him.
Sally has only been on the team a few months, but she was insanely efficient. Ed would have assumed she'd been doing this for years, but it was her first job out of College. He didn't know a lot about her personal life, but he did know her taste in boyfriends was... unimpressive. To say the least. He didn't understand it, but that wasn't what she was here for so it was really none of his business. She was a good employee--a great one--and that's all that mattered to Ed. But even so, he did hope she'd finally find happiness in her personal life.
At one of the after work events, Ed introduced Sally to Brenda, hoping somehow that would lead to Sally ending up with better dates. It was an event Sally insisted the team needed to keep morale up. She was right about that, the monthly open bar at the local watering hole did give everyone a chance to blow off some steam.
Sally was too busy coordinating everything to really chat with Brenda though, it hadn't occurred to Sally that maybe "open bar" and "darts tournament" didn't go well together. Nobody lost an eye, but the company did owe the bar for some broken light fixtures and a dart sized hole in one of the pool tables.
But enough of that. It was almost lunch time, and Ed had to get the team all pulled together. Nothing was more demoralizing than listening to executives congratulate themselves for your work, and Ed thought he'd rather let his team skip that. With luck he could thank everyone for a job well done, and cut them all loose with their fat bonus checks for two weeks of well earned paid vacation before the executives called the company wide meeting. He wasn't going to
make
anyone leave, but he sure wasn't going to force them to stay.
Sally followed Ed as he manoeuvred through the group, ensuring he had each employee's bonus check in hand as he thanked them individually. Once the last of the team got their check and made a beeline for the door, he expected Sally would be right behind them. She was flying to Paris on Monday, and he was sure she had things to do before then. But she hung back and gave him an odd look as he headed to his office.
Ed closed the door so he could have some privacy for his call. He needed to catch up with Linda, and this was the only free time he had that overlapped with her schedule.
He fired up the video conference software and dialed her number. Almost instantly Linda's face appeared on screen, but she wasn't in uniform and the usual neutral backdrop that the Army kept behind the morale tents was replaced by a stunning, somewhat familiar, vista.
"Hey, Sexy!" she said, smiling at him--an inside joke between them from when she found out about his preferences.
"Hey yourself," he responded, falling into their old routine. "Where are you?"
"About 30 miles outside of town."
"Which town?" Ed asked, surprised that she was giving any level of detail about her location.
"Your town, dummy!" Linda was quick to say. She raised a playful eyebrow. "Or did you forget my contract was coming to an end?"
"Not for another month, right? Or did I get so lost in this project...." Ed trailed off, wondering what his life had come to. Was he really losing himself to his work so much?
"No, it
was
next month," Linda answered with a smile. Ed breathed a little easier. He was still fine. Linda continued, "But there was a transport out, and I had some unused leave so they rushed my paperwork and let me hop on it. I'm a civilian now."
Ed smiled. "Oh, wow, that's amazing!"
Linda smiled too. "Brenda didn't tell you?" she asked.
Ed tried to recall a conversation where Brenda might have said it, but he came up blank. "I don't think so."
"Oh, good! I wanted it to be a surprise until I was close by," Linda said. "I've got some stuff I need to do tonight, but I'm sure we'll see each other soon."
