Crowning Glory, Part Two

Sophisticated Lady

"You've got mail." Alex immediately opened his e-mail reader when that message came from his computer and was a little shocked to find a note from Mistress Jessica:

The next quarterly sales meeting is in two weeks. Amber and I will be there. We expect Alice to join us. Download the attached file for your instructions.

Alex's curiosity got the better of him. He downloaded the file as requested and discovered it was a sound file. He activated it and heard Mistress Jessica's voice:

"Crowning glory."

That was the last thing he heard consciously, although the file continued for some time. Alex became aware several hours later, still sitting before the computer...but he discovered his right hand firmly around his erect cock and his left hand tweaking his sensitive nipples.

The two weeks until he left for the meeting were a strange time for Alex. He had periodic "black-outs" after which he would find himself at home with packages from various department stores and boutiques stacked up in his apartment. Oddly, he found himself completely unable to open any of them. More oddly, three days before the meeting, he felt compelled to have the entire collection shipped to his hotel room.

Alex arrived at the sales meeting quite confused. He had slept fitfully on the plane, his sleep filled with odd dreams of himself in full female regalia, strutting shamelessly beside Jessica and enjoying the sexual pleasures of both women, enthralled to Jessica and commanding Amber just as her lesbian dominatrix did. What the hell is going on? he thought. Well, I know one thing for sure--I'm going to avoid those two while I'm here!

He checked into the hotel and was informed by the desk clerk that all the packages he had sent had arrived safely and had been placed in his room. No matter, Alex decided. I'll just leave them here. The hotel can donate them or something when I don't take them with me. He let the bellhop take his bags up and went to the bar for a drink.

His back was to the door, when he felt someone approach him from behind. There was a tap on his shoulder and he turned to face the stunning Jessica, clad in a black leather business suit. He glared.

"You don't look pleased to see me, dearest," Jessica pouted. "Well, that will change." She looked him straight in the eye. "Crowning glory."

Alex dropped into a trance state. "Have you followed my instructions?" Jessica asked.

"Yes, mistress," he replied. "All the packages are safely in my room."

"Excellent. I'll call Amber and have her meet us there," Jessica said. "Now, come along--and let me see you practice that little hip swing I taught you last time."

Jessica let Alex lead the way, laughing inwardly as she watched his hips sway in a feminine manner, his hands carried away from his side, limp-wristed, as a caricature of femininity.

With all three in the room, Amber began unpacking the boxes, laying out a spectacular collection of dresses, gowns and lingerie acquired by Alex in his entranced shopping trips. One box she took special care with, a wig box. She handed it to Jessica, who stood beside Alex, now mesmerized before the dressing table mirror.

Jessica started to transform Alex into a feminine beauty once more. She artfully made up his eyes, cheeks and lips, and attached a pair of large, chandelier-like earrings to his lobes. Then she carefully opened the wig box and placed its contents on his head.

"Look at yourself, Alex," she commanded. "See the gorgeous red curls that surround your sultry features. Look at the way those earrings glint in the light. Sophisticated lady!

"Who are you?"

Alex gasped as the instructions from the computer message of two weeks past flooded back into his mind. "I am Alice, the sophisticated young dominatrix you are training. I am a male lesbian, completely submissive to you, my Mistress Jessica, but dominant over all others, especially Amber, our shared slave."

Amber looked over and smiled sweetly at this mention of her name and her status.

"Very good," Jessica complimented her refound toy.

SNAP!

Alice awoke from the trance. "Amber, help me into my gown!" she ordered. "We have a party to attend!"

Moments later, Alice was a vision of high fashion in a black gown with a long, straight skirt, black wrist-length gloves and black satin pumps with five-inch heels. As Amber had dressed the transformed male, Jessica had also changed: She wore a red spandex gown with an oval keyhole over her cleavage, marking her as sexual creature of high allure.

"Hurry, Amber!" Jessica demanded. "We have only a half-hour left!" Quickly the voluptuous little sub got into her own party outfit--a virginal gown featuring tiers of white lace, belying her reality as an experienced sexual slave--and the trio left for the formal occasion.

The affair was held in a private club on the far side of town. On the outside, it appeared to be one of a set of expensive townhouses in the most high-toned part of town. Even the brass plaque with the club's name spoke of old money and power...but the name said it all: "Club Lesbos".

A giggly young thing in a traditional French maid's uniform answered the door and took the group's coats. She escorted Jessica, Amber and Alice to the main ballroom, which was filled with women in elegant evening garb. Alice gasped. They're all women, dancing with each other, kissing, hugging...and several seem to be doing even more. Her attention was caught by a young woman in leather. Is she bound?

Jessica smiled at Alice's confusion. "Yes, darling, there are no men here...at least none in the usual sense. Several of the submissives you see are male lesbians like yourself--men transformed into beautiful feminine playthings for their mistresses. And, yes, open displays of feminine affection and even dominant and submissive activity are quite normal at these affairs."

With her switchable personality in control, Alice soon fell into the swing of things at Club Lesbos--submitting to Jessica and to any other woman her mistress approved, dominating Amber and the slaves of the other true dominants.

As the evening drew to a close, Jessica turned to Alice and said, "It's time for your reward, my darling." She spread her legs and directed Alice beneath the spandex of her skirt, where the boy-girl discovered a naked, tempting pussy. She knew her part, burying her face into the mistress's sex. At the same time, Jessica directed Amber between Alice's legs, and the sub again placed her own lips around Alice's sissy-cock.

The remaining club members gasped in awe and shock. "She's a male lesbian!" came several cries! None of them had realized Alice's secret until now. Jessica smiled, knowing her techniques in creating slaves, both male and female, had passed a crucial test.

She felt her own orgasm near its peak and knew that Alice must be close as well. "Alice," she gasped, "you will come upon hearing the code phrase…and you will also become Alex once again. Alex will have the most explosive orgasm of his life as he feels the combined delight and humiliation of his exposure!"

Jessica's body stiffened with her coming and she cried, "Sophisticated lady!"

Alice dropped back from her service of Jessica's sex as she felt her sissy-cock surge and fill Amber's mouth. Oh my god! Alex thought. Look what she's got me doing-- and he smiled through his smeared lipstick--and how much I'm loving it!

More to come