Control and Corruption

A huge thanks to everyone who voted or commented on the first part of this story, my first publication on Literotica!

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x Isaline

Washing the precious panties by hand, every touch brought back vivid flashbacks of his session with Daddy. Linus had no idea how to properly wash delicate fabrics which only added another layer of newfound feminine insecurity. Luckily, instructions were just a Google search away. He used the most delicate soap he could find and gently rubbed the fabric, trying to remove Daddy's semen stains. He washed them again in cold water to prevent shrinking, hoping they would return to their original state.

To distract himself from the lingering thoughts of Daddy, Linus spent the afternoon working at home. He could barely concentrate. During an important Teams meeting, Linus' attention kept wandering to Daddy. It made him irritable because he wasn't focused enough to participate in the discussion. Instead he caught himself imagining which kind of panties two of his female colleagues wore.  He bet none of them wore anything as provocative as the pair he wore home earlier, soaked in an other man's seed.

"Is it on your end perhaps, Linus? It's quite distracting," his boss asked suddenly. Linus snapped back to reality, focusing on the video conference call now showing the watchful faces of his team members. He had no idea what his manager was referring to.

"Uh, don't think so," Linus replied uneasily, trying to compose himself. Somewhere in the background he heard a chiming melody. "No, it's definitely not here," Linus said instinctively, as he didn't recognize the sound.

"Well it doesn't matter much anyway, we were just about to wrap things up. We'll see each other at the office on Friday. Will you be able to finish your report by then?" Linus' manager asked, his tone indicating a level of concern. He must've noticed his obvious preoccupation throughout the conversation.

"No worries, it shouldn't be too difficult," Linus lied, attempting to brush off his recent distraction. Inwardly, he cursed himself for losing focus.

As the group signed off on the meeting, Linus tried to remember if anything significant had been discussed - he had tuned out most of it. His lack of concentration was proof that his obsession with Daddy slowly consumed him completely. He needed to pull himself together. Tomorrow was going to be productive and focused, without interruptions.

Heading into the kitchen, Linus realized he hadn't eaten anything all day. He poured himself a glass of water and opened the fridge, looking for something healthy. Suddenly, there it was again. The same distinct chime, yet much louder, echoing through the house. It sounded like a ringtone but it wasn't his. Trying to locate the source of the noise, Linus quickly scanned his home but the sound had already stopped. Feeling vulnerable and paranoid, he tiptoed around, checking all corners and hiding places. No sign of any intruder. Weird. He chuckled softly at his own panicky reaction.

Right by the front door his swimming bag still lay where he left it. A damp spot near its base reminded him to take out his wet towel and swimsuit. Linus lifted the bag and absently started emptying it until he touched something smooth and metallic inside. Pulling out an unknown phone, he didn't recognize it at all.

Curious, Linus checked the screen and gasped. The phone unlocked at once, displaying one of the pictures Linus had posted online several months ago. The photo showed him posing seductively in a pair of panties. Shaking his head in disbelief, Linus checked the phone. There were eleven missed calls and and a couple of messages. Unable to contain his shock, Linus read through the texts anxiously:

Daddy

: Just wanted to make sure we can keep in touch, baby <3

Daddy

: I've bought you this so we can communicate without your wife knowing. Let me know you've found it. x

Daddy

: Pick up the phone, sexy. No need to be afraid.

Daddy

: Just pick up the phone, already. I want to talk to you. <3

Daddy

: Don't pretend you don't want this :P

Daddy

: Don't worry baby, we'll find a way to make it work x

Daddy

: Pick up the phone, little slut. I'm getting annoyed....

The messages had been sent throughout the afternoon. Linus swallowed hard, nervously holding the iPhone tightly. "What the actual fuck," he whispered under his breath, feeling like someone had pressed a heavy weight on his chest. His hands trembled extremely as he tried to formulate a reply.

As soon as he started typing, a call came in. The caller ID displayed 'Daddy' and the familiar grotesque picture of Daddies' magnificent cock filled the screen.

Worried, Linus took a deep breath before answering. "Hello?" he forced himself to say. He felt nauseated and lightheaded.

At first there was only silence, then finally: "Are you alone?", Daddy spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, sir," Linus admitted.

Daddy paused briefly, likely considering his words. "Good. Just so you know, baby, I don't want your wife knowing about us. I bought you this so we can stay in touch anonymously," he explained. "What took you so long to reply?" Daddy demanded.

Linus was glad that Daddy seemed calm, though his voice carried an undertone of anger. "Sorry for taking so long. I was working and of course I didn't know about the phone, sir," Linus sputtered, praying he hadn't given Daddy reason to doubt his commitment.

"Apology accepted, baby. How much time do we have before your wife gets home?" Daddy inquired impatiently.

Linus hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to lie or tell the truth. Eventually, deciding on the truth. "She's away on a business trip."

"Reeeally now, how long will she be gone?" Daddy asked eagerly.

"Five more days, sir," Linus answered. He hated admitting it, but he was starting to visualize what was possible during that period and it made him uncomfortably excited.

Daddy exhaled sharply, obviously pleased. "That's fantastic news, my little slut.

Plenty of time to get naughty." In those words, Linus could hear the claiming edge in Daddy's voice, making his body shiver involuntarily. "Go to your bedroom and call me on Skype, I need to see you!" commanded Daddy in a husky voice.

Linus' heart raced at the prospect of performing for Daddy live via webcam. It was terrifying yet thrilling. His cheeks flushed hot with excitement. In a way it felt reassuring to know that Daddy desired his company so intensely. The phone couldn't have been cheap and the fact that Daddy was willing to buy Linus one proved the attraction was mutual. But the situation also made Linus feel powerless, unable to resist Daddy's manipulative charms.

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Logging onto Skype, Linus saw a message pop up: "Naked and on cam in 30 seconds!"

Gasping, Linus undressed swiftly and quickly closed the bedroom curtains. Standing in front of the camera, Linus clicked on the call button.

Across town, Daddy watched Linus appear on his monitor. He chuckled as he noticed the young man was trying to hide his face by keeping it out of the frame.

"Don't bother trying to conceal yourself, sweetheart," Daddy advised bemusedly. "Your horny little face is too sexy to hide."

Linus felt embarrassed as his face flooded with heat once more. Trembling, he adjusted his position to show his head.

"That's better, baby," Daddy complimented him enthusiastically. "Stand back just a little further."

The young man looked around his dimly lit bedroom, finding a comfortable distance from the camera. Still uncertain, he moved backward another step.

"Perfect," Daddy praised, observing Linus' anxious posture. Most women would probably consider him attractive due to his lean physique and defined shoulders, even though he was rather short. His dirty blonde boyish haircut, full lips and innocent blue eyes only added to his appeal.

Daddy took a moment to admire the submissive  picture Linus presented, appreciating how obedient and eager the young man seemed. How lucky he was to have stumbled upon such an attractive piece of ass.  Bi-curious men weren't that hard to find these days, but finding one as fuckable as Linus was a different story.  He would turn this young straight husband into a feminized cock puppet. He'd seen the desire and lust  buried deep within Linus during their encounter at the pool, buried beneath layers of inhibitions and insecurities.

Watching Linus nervously wriggle and shift on camera, Daddy felt an electric charge surge through his veins.  It was obvious the younger man enjoyed being showcased, though his cute little cock wavered  between half-erect and limp limpness as his anxiety grew. Daddy pondered this for a moment, considering how best to ease the tension.

"Why don't you get something strong to drink and loosen up, darling?" suggested Daddy in a comforting tone. "I'm going to have a whiskey, but you should pick something more girly of course," he teased.

Linus could only think of a Vodka-Cranberry, the easiest cocktail ever and his wife's favourite."Can I put something on while I'm getting it?" Linus asked timidly.

"Absolutely not, you silly thing," Daddy retorted in a stern tone. "Just hurry up and fetch whatever you need. Make sure you bring the bottle!"

As Linus returned to the room with a bottle of Absolute Vodka, some cranberry juice and ice cubes. Daddy couldn't help but smile. "Double up on the vodka, no need to be stingy."

Carefully mixing the ingredients, Linus poured the cranberry juice into the glass slowly, creating a delicious color transition from clear to pale red. Once finished, he raised the glass to his lips and sipped tentatively. It was obvious the drink was way too strong but he didn't want to show it.

"Bottoms up, baby" ordered Daddy with a hint of cruelty in his voice.

Hesitantly, Linus complied, downing the contents of the glass all at once. Immediately, the effects hit him - a warm sensation spreading from his chest to his extremities. The lack of food worried him so he reminded himself to eat something as soon as possible.

However, Daddy wasn't done yet, ordering him to mix another round. Uncertainly, Linus did as instructed, repeating the process of filling the glass with ice and vodka, adding cranberry juice to it. "No need to down this one, darling. Savor it," Daddy encouraged with a twisted grin. Linus obeyed halfheartedly, raising the glass to his mouth once more for a small sip.

"Where are your panties, baby?" Daddy asked, as he took a sip of his whiskey.

"I've washed them, sir. They're hanging up to dry." replied Linus, blushing as he remembered how earlier he had laundered the wet, crumpled mess of fabric.

"Very, very good, but I'd still like to see in panties," demanded Daddy. "Let me take a look at your wife's collection..."

Linus froze upon hearing these words. "Please no sir, I'd rather not touch them," he stammered weakly. Thinking of putting on his wife's undies made him feel sick inside.

"Ooh, I know, babe," sympathized Daddy ambiguously. "But you're going to do it anyway. I need you to find the sexiest pair," insisted Daddy firmly. "Show me everything she owns."

Linus swallowed hard and started holding up pairs of underwear one by one, displaying various styles and colors but most were very basic, nothing particularly fancy or provocative. Daddy looked a little disappointed.

"Why don't you show me what she wore on your wedding night, perhaps those will be a little more seductive..."

Daddy's proposal sent a wave of panic over Linus. The memory of seeing his wife dressed in her bridal lingerie flashed across Linus' mind. Those images of her smooth skin wrapped tightly in her white stockings filled him with guilt and self-loathing.

Despite knowing he shouldn't, Linus found himself reaching for the box where his wife kept her bridal wear. His hands trembled as he pulled out the garments she wore on their special day. He realized she'd rarely worn lingerie as seductive since then.

"Let me see," Daddy prodded eagerly.

Trembling, Linus showed off the precious items hidden inside the box. The white thigh-high stockings gleamed softly, their frilly edges neatly folded along the top. They matched perfectly with the suspender belt embellished with rhinestone accents.

Linus stood there, feeling both conflicted and ashamed, as he held these pieces of clothing in his hands. His fingers traced the delicate lace of the open bralette, which boasted a choker style neckband and thin straps. Then came the moment of truth -- carefully unfolding the panties, Linus could already sense the heat building between his legs.

Daddy cooed excitedly, watching as Linus finally revealed the chosen piece. Linus' breath hitched as he surveyed the luxurious material, intricately designed patterns intertwining together. The scrap of satiny fabric whispered as Linus picked it up with hesitation, its fine texture sending tiny shock waves through his fingertips.

"Is her scent still on them, babe?" asked Daddy with a smirk. "I bet her snatch was  dripping on your big day. Was she hot for you, cutie-pie?"

The question made Linus's cheeks blaze with shame. Though he despised Daddy's lurid words, they still managed to arouse him and he began to grow erect. "I guess so, sir," he murmured quietly, unable to utter the words aloud.

"Take a whiff, son. Don't hold back." Daddy goaded him.

Linus hesitated for a moment before sniffing the intimate garment again, his eyes fluttering shut as he took in the deeply feminine odor. He could smell the slightly musky perfume, mixed with the faint aroma of his wife's sex. Linus couldn't stop the jolt of arousal that shot through him at this simple act, and he felt his erection twitch in response.

"Now put them on."

Pleadingly, Linus looked up at his screen. "Please, sir. I can't. Not those..." he whispered in almost a begging tone, desperate to escape the demand.

Daddy narrowed his eyes, studying the trembling young man before him. He hesitated briefly, savoring the moment before answering. He'd already decided to preserve this superbly feminine ensemble for a special occasion, but he didn't want Linus knowing about it.

"Alright, you can leave them for now" Daddy agreed coolly and with more than a hint of dismay. "But just so you understand the rules of our inequel partnership: I decide what you'll wear, when you'll wear it, and where!" said Daddy, his eyes filled with greed as he eyed Linus cowering at his words.

"So tell me, are you up for more naughty fun tonight or do I look elsewhere for more obedient companions?" Daddy asked, his piercing stare locked onto Linus.

Linus, unable to fight the rush of excitement and arousal coursing through his veins, nodded meekly. "Yes, Daddy. I will do whatever you want."

Checking his watch Daddy replied cheerily, as if nothing had happened. "Good boy," he praised. "Well, I don't have much time now but I have an assignment for you. Consider it a test of your commitment. Get dressed because you're going shopping. I'm sending you a list of items to buy, don't question it. You should find all of it at a regular mall. Just make sure you get everything, understand?" Daddy barked in that commanding tone that filled Linus with excitement yet unmatched arousal. "Once you've gotten it all, call me . We'll decide on the next steps."

With the call ending, Linus found it hard to pinpoint the source of his turmoil; Daddy was like a drug that numbed his worries and filled him with an insatiable addiction. Deep down, he knew that he didn't have to obey Daddy's demands, yet he found himself striving to please him. He viscerally enjoyed exploring the perverted, taboo desires hidden within himself.

Linus looked at the clock, and saw that he was already running late. He quickly got dressed, putting on a simple pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror on his way out, before grabbing his own phone, wallet, keys and the iPhone provided by Daddy.

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At the mall he checked the seemingly endless list that Daddy had sent over and swallowed hard, feeling his pulse accelerate as read through the items.  Linus filled a shopping basket with make-up: foundation, concealer, eyeliner, mascara, blush, lipstick and nail polish in all shades of red and pink. Daddy instructions were extremely detailed, from the brand of foundation to the shape of the eyeliner brush.

False lashes and nails were next and Daddy specified the exact styles and length required, even including specific brands for both. Shaving supplies were to be added too, including a wet/dry electric shaver, sensitive razor blades, scented shaving foam and moisturizer. Linus' heart raced at the thought of using these on himself, the possibilities vivid in his mind. Still the list went on: baby oil, hand cream, deodorant, tanning lotion and even breath mints.

As Linus headed to  the checkout counter, he glanced down at the basket overflowing with his new feminine necessities. His heart raced while fantasies about dolling up for Daddy  danced through his mind.  He had watched hundreds of cross-dresser videos and he hoped he'd look half as good as his favorite femboys. Pleasing Daddy  had become his sole purpose, no matter how fucked  up and shameful it might be.

Biting his lower lip, Linus wheeled his basket up to the cash register, barely looking at the middle-aged woman who greeted him. He felt mortified  thinking she could somehow guess the twisted desires that led him to buy all these items. There weren't many other customers around, but the lady behind him frowned at his unusual haul, casting suspicious glances his way.

Once the cashier had scanned and bagged the contents, the total came to well over €400, an amount that made Linus feel a lot more self-conscious about the whole ordeal. Swiping his credit card with an uneasy smile, he mouthed a hushed "thank you" before rushing outside.

Calling Daddy like instructed, his hands trembled in anticipation.

Daddy answered almost instantly. "Hello, sweetheart. How did your shopping go?" His voice brimmed with curiosity.

"I got everything on the list," Linus muttered as he glanced at the bags at his feet.

"Good job baby, I'm proud of you. Still at he mall?" Daddy inquired, his tone filled with approval and domination. "And don't forget to address me properly every time, baby." He was going to test Linus' limits tonight.

"Yes, I'm still at the mall... Daddy." He checked his surroundings to make sure no one could hear him.

"Excellent. Go find an empty restroom and lock yourself inside a handicapped stall so you have a little bit of space. Once inside, strip completely. I noticed earlier you keep your clitty perfectly smooth but your legs should be silky and hairless as well. You can keep your arm hair as it's barely noticeable but I want all other body hair gone.

Then, paint your toenails in the most girly and glossy shade you've bought. While you wait for the polish to dry, apply some moisturizing lotion all over your body,"

Daddy paused briefly. "Remember, baby. You're not allowed to stroke your clitty.

Once you're done, get dressed but leave your underwear and socks behind. My bitch needs to walk bare to think of Daddy all the time. Go back to your car and I'll tell you the next step. Be ready for what comes, babe. I have plans for us but I need a little more preparation time," Daddy explained before he hung up abruptly.

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It took Linus about an hour to  complete all the tasks Daddy set for him, his hands shaking as he meticulously trimmed and shaved his legs, chest, armpits and some stray hairs on his feet. He had to stop several times when he heard footsteps outside the bathroom stall, listening to the clattering streams of piss and counting down the seconds until he could continue his eccentric grooming.