(You may want to read the
second chapter
by
Pretty_Sissy_Julie
) and some under my name. Story starts with the
first chapter
.)
Ch 3
While Becca and the Dominants were driving to Julie's house, Julie was making sure the house was clean and ready for some long overdue kinky sex. Madame had told Julie that she was supposed to wear the same knickers until they got to her house. That meant for the last 3 days Julie had been wearing the same knickers and had been cumming in them a few times every day. To increase her degradation, Julie had peed in those same knickers. They were filthy and crusty.
To add to her own need for degradation, Julie had decided on her own that she would not shower or wear clothes. She already started to smell terrible/wonderful. All she would wear were her knickers, bra, stockings, garters and heels. This is how she would greet her guests and she knew they would love it.
After getting the first phone call that Becca, Madame and Mistress Nancy were coming to visit, Julie hung up and started to clean the house. She put slave chains on her ankles and wrists with 3 feet of chain. Each day she shortened the length of the links, till finally on the last day, she had only about a foot of links for her ankles and her wrists were bound tightly in front of her body.
Julie decided to make one last commitment. She went into the backyard and tossed the keys to her chains into the woods where she would never be able to find them. She knew that her sister and the Dominants had keys and they would appreciate Julie's level of trust and commitment.
As she went back into the house she realized her walking was more like a waddling. The short chains on her ankles forced her to take baby steps. She caught a look at herself in the mirror in here mud room and saw she was a mess. She had dried cum and piss all over her body and her knickers looked as foul as they smelled.
Her lavender knickers were stiff with dried cum and piss. She had not showered since she got the phone call and knew she smelled really bad. She made it a point not to wipe her arse very well so that added to how much she reeked. Her bra was stained from sweat and stockings were torn from working to get the house in order.
She was happy and very excited. Just thinking of what was going to happen that day made her clit hard. Even though she was barely 4 inches when hard, she clit was poking into her knickers. As she walked into the living room, she took her clit out. She had planned to cum one last time. Becca called and told Julie that they were about 4 hours away.
All of this came to an abrupt end when she walked into her living room and there was the head librarian, Marsha, from where she worked. Julie had been passing herself off as a woman (she was beautiful) and with her clit fully exposed, there was no way of pretending that any longer.
Julie looked at Marsha and said "What are you doing here?" Realizing that her clit was fully exposed and the truth was finally out, Julie started to cry.
After the initial shock, Marsha found her voice and said "Julie, I was worried when I was told you would be out for a few weeks. I called you this morning and when you did not answer I got concerned and decided to stop by. You did not answer the door so I walked inside and here we are."
Marsha continued "Julie, you have to tell me dear, what is going on? You are just about naked, you smell terribly and you are cuffed. Have you been raped"
Julie knew she could not hide the truth, the evidence of what she really was, was in her hands. "I am sorry Marsha, I am obviously not you thought I was. I will resign my position immediately."
Marsha came over and lightly kissed Julie's cheek, as she did she got a full sense of how badly Julie smelled, but instead of being disgusted, she felt her cunt getting moist. "Silly girl, I have known about your 'secret' for years.
"About 6 months after I hired you, your college transcript was finally sent to me. They had your first name as 'Julian.' That confused me so I called the school you taught at. When I told the principal what I had discovered, she admitted the truth to me. She told me all about the arrangement that existed between you and the woman you call 'Madame.' I will admit at first I was shocked, but she went on to tell me how much the kids you taught loved you, so I decided not to say anything."
Marsha continued; "I made the decision to keep your secret for a while and watch you carefully before making a final decision. As time went by, I saw how well you taught our Home School and Adult Education program, so I saw no need to say anything. In fact until just this moment I had completely forgotten that you were a sissy. Oh my, I hope that word 'sissy' does not offend you Julie."
I was finally able to speak and said "No Marsha, I am not offended by that word. In fact I am proud to be a sissy. I have lived as a sissy all those years in the brothel and finally decided to commit to being a woman when I here moved to Tennessee." I reached into my knickers and pulled out my clit which had shrunk and said "I have never let what is between my legs define me as what I am. I have considered myself a woman for years."