The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)
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				Title: <strong>The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 02:20:40</strong>
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				Looking through his inbox, Frank spotted a bunch of e-mails coming from his underboss ("developments manager") Bob, all about this other company that just kept coming in their way. Bob and Frank had been sure for some time that Teleford, a rival maker of, among other gadgets, in-car phones and GPS software, were gearing up for an offensive with new products for the East Asian markets, and they had received indications of large financial transfers within Teleford - transfers they had reckoned were to do with research and testing on these new capacities. <br><br>***Robert Guccione to Frank Ronson*** <br><br>Received intelligence from a source of mine within Teleford that they are indeed developing a new model of position trackers/readers that, in the future, would be able to pick up data from Chinese and Japanese satellites (non-GPS). He showed me copies of brief notes from a meeting last month with guys from their research division, and it seems plain they are doing this. We were unable to get more detailed information from him, but those papers indicated two junior managers who are closely involved with these projects: Ms. Barbara Dickson and Mr. Steven Hetherington. The latter currently in London, he might be worth investigating.<br><br>Talk to you soon,<br><br>Bob<br><br><br>"Steven Hetherington", Frank thought, "I read about that guy in the news a few months back, I'm sure I did". He googled the name and soon found the interview with Steven, a gifted circuitry engineer who had been given some managing responsibilities within the company,. Not on a high level as far as the piece indicated, but then you couldn't expect journalists to dig up the vital stuff and what the guy was doing now was obviously secret.<br><br>"I could use that man for my own purposes" he thought. He looks like he would be nice to deal with too, Frank went on with a smirk. To his surprise, he found Stanley's cell phone number in the open phone directory. He noted it and decided to do some thinking and planning. <br><br>***<br><br>Two hours later, early in the afternoon, Frank instructed a girl at the corporate canteen who sometimes did the odd event job to call Hetherington. Having been ordered to forget about it flat as soon as it was finished, she was to try to set up a meeting, saying the young engineer and manager was one the city might like to see on the panel for a discussion about new web developments and the labour market. Knowing the man had, to a degree, elbowed his way to a position by routes a bit to the side of the ordinary paths of promotion, Frank hoped this would be a subject he might feel committed to. And the girl had herself studied computing a bit so she would feel qualified to enter a conversation about this, in order to get him in, without feeling awkward. Tony had scripted her with a few addresses she might suggest for the first meeting, all of them suitably outside of crowded and busy areas and with good possibilities of exiting unseen. Frank relocated to his own office waiting to hear from her soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 03:40:53</strong>
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				Using a desktop phone in an unoccupied office room, Jenny made the call to Steven. "Mr.Hetherington? This is Joanne Charlier, I'm working with the city commerce chamber and we'll be doing some campaigning and investigating to steady the flow of software and informatics science students here and give them a better idea of the labour market, it's been going a bit up and down...We've noticed how you managed to use your background to achieve some interesting research...would you like to participate in..."<br><br>Within five minutes, she had set up a meeting the same evening at an address that belonged to a currently half-empty little office with some storerooms behind it and a staircase down to the garage, a stairway that connected to no other rooms in the building (Frank knew this, while she of course did not). She had also managed to evade referring to hte man who would meet him by any more than his first name, Frank. She phoned back to the boss's office and soon forgot all about it.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 01:41:45</strong>
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				Frank put his car in the parking at the rear of the glass-and-brick office building, and stepped out. The house had been built in the sixties and was scheduled for renovation within two or three years. He let himself in with a key he had long since borrowed from a friend; the front door was open anyway. Dusk was falling, the house lay silent and he took the front stairs up to the place set for the encounter. No signs of activity but it didn't look obvioosuly deserted either. He lit the lamps and put the radio on; then he waited for Steven to arrive.<br><br>It didn't take too long before there was a knock on the door. He opened, looking casually at the younger man and reaching out for a handshake.. "Hello, I'm Frank Logan" he said. "Mr. Hetherington?"<br>"Right" the other man said, smiling. <br><br>Frank had read up a bit on his career and he was familiar himself with some of the research issues involved in what Steven would be doing lately, but took care not to be too obvious in touching on those preoccupations. He made him talk about his studies and his career within Teleford. This was obviosuly a very gifted person and Frank smiled inside as he realized they might profit a lot from his knowledge, but he also found him nice to talk to. Too bad he was going to have to be a bit rough...<br><br>"We're interested in this not least because the city i about to inititae a new program at the iniversity. Would you come with me and I'll show you some drafts..."<br>"Of course!" Steven replied and followed suit. They crossed the room and Frank opened a door, leading into another space. It was almost completely dark. As Frank closed the door, he reached out to the side, as if feeling for the light switch. <br><br>Instead, he grabbed a hanky and a bottle of chloroform on a shelf in the dark. With silent, swift movements he splashed some of the liquid onto the cloth, and then turned back, intentionally bumping into Steven a little so he knew the other guy was next to him. Then, in a split-second move, he pushed his elbow in to his soft belly, pinned him against the wall and pressed the cloth against Steven's face. In the pitch darkness and shock, the other man wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight as the liquid pulled him into unconsciousness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 17:06:07</strong>
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				Steve had a moment to struggle and flail at the stronger man before the acrid smell, the taste assaulted his nose and mouth and he coughed once before feeling his head spin and his legs give way. He dimly felt the man, and maybe another, catch him, and start to move him somewhere. Outside? Further in? He tried to open his eyes, but all he saw was a blur, and then total darkness.<br><br>Looking him over, Frank could see he was a good choice. Young, quite slight and not very strong, with fair hair and, as he pulled one open to confirm he was unconscious, blue-grey eyes. His wallet confirmed his identity, and the single condom stashed in it suggested he was single, and would not be missed by anyone outside his company.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:52:55</strong>
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				Frank could feel Steven's body slumping into unconsciousness and his resistance tapering off. While he hauled him, together with Roland, a sometime driver he had enlisted to wait in another room on the other side of the corridor, he could sense Steven's good proportions and nice skin. His body was healthy but not very muscular, his face seemed very attractive - a good ground although Frank knew it would be changed.<br><br>They reached the rear stairwell and he locked the door to the office space begind them. In silence they carried the young man down to the garage floor which was all but empty, only two cars standing there.Frank went outside to the backyard and drove the car into the garage, and the two put Steven on a thick blanket hauled out from the back seat. Working quickly, Frank removed Steven's jacket and secured his wrists behind his back with police-style handcuffs. Attaching a firm rope from there, he took it further down to Steven's ankles, tying them together and pulling in, leaving only about 1½' between wrists and feet. He felt over Steven's face; there was no sign of sickness or convulsions. Wanting him silent but no wishing to risk anything if he should throw up, he took up a rubber-clad black ring gag, two inches wide on the inside, and pushed it into Steven's mouth, fixing it against his dental walls and strapping it tight. He pushed the body into the back seat, face down and to the side, and put the blanket over him. Roland had not made any comment and never would, he knew Frank would sometimes use rough methods.<br><br>"Let's go!"<br><br>They sped off down the side street and onto the motorway, heading out of the city. Frank knew he would want some time with his new acquaintance, undisturbed quality time, and he had told Roland to drive him to his property about twenty miles out of town. He was wearing sunglasses now though it was not really necessary, no one would be able to connect him to this meeting - except Jenny and Roland whom he knew he could trust -&nbsp; and Steven wasn't even likely to be missed for some time. He kept thinking of what lay ahead, it was a venture for both personal and professional gain.<br><br>As they were driving through woodland near his country estate, Frank could hear dim moans from the back seat. Steven sounded like he was still unconscious, but once he came close to the surface, the uncomfortable position and the ring gag would be sure to make him wake up. It was no major worry though; Frank knew he totally had the upper hand and what he was about to do with Steven he had performed once before, years ago, so he knew his powers were reliable.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 03:10:25</strong>
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				Steven woke slowly, stirred, and felt his bound wrists and something stuck in his mouth, holding it open. "Uahhh?" he moaned, unable to move his jaws and barely able to move his tongue. "'aw iv thiv?!" he manage to force out around the thing strapped into his mouth as he struggled with the short-chained handcuffs holding his hands together. He tried to move, to sit up, and his vision smeared and streaked as his head pounded. "Auuughhh!" he bellowed.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 04:25:46</strong>
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				The car turned off the winding main road and up a narrow graveled alley. After about 150 meters they reached a gate. Roland jumped out, swung the grille open and then took the car through. As they continued between oaks and pear trees Steven's muffled groans could be heard from the back. "Sounds like the guest is feeling just fine" Frank quipped. <br><br>Now they could see the large villa, a brick and wood structure with broken roofs and a large terrace facing a lake. Roland stopped the car and leaned in to haul the crumpled and bound Steven out. He unceremoniously lifted him to the height of his chest, letting his waist rest on his own muscular arms and the head dangling near Roland's hips. Frank smiled as he grabbed hold of Steven's bound feet and took the lead towards the house.<br><br>As Frank opened the large, slightly ornamented door., they came through a small anteroom and into a larger hall with pinewood floor, rugs, chairs and tables. A mattress had been placed in preparation and they dumped Stephen on it and rolled him onto his back. His eyes were red and a bit stiff but clearly awake.<br><br>"Hello and welcome. You may not feel at home here, Steven, but I can assure you things will change to the better soon."<br>"Mmmaaughh..." Steven mumbled, robbed of speech by the gag.<br>"I knew I would have to make you listen and that's the reason for such an unusual measure. But rest assured, I am not going to harm you."
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 04:50:34</strong>
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				Steven looked around surreptitiously as he was carried through the house, for a way out, a clue to what to do, anything. <br><br>"Mmmwaaaa!" he yelled through the gag, not believing the man's claim and trying his best to hide his deep fear behind anger. He jerked his hands behind his back, clearly demanding to be unshackled.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 02:37:02</strong>
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				Frank watched his captive squirming on the mattress. He knew he had picked the right one, and he also felt Steven would be able to deliver the goods on a more personal level. For this to work, some aspects would have to be changed though. He motioned his driver and henchman to keep watch in a room on the second floor to make sure no one approached; he didn't want him to be involved directly in what was to happen tonight.<br><br>As soon as Roland had gone, Frank stepped close to Steven: "Now you have some knowledge which will come to much better use within a new job for you, and I had to pick you up this way because I knew your current employers would have asked a prohibitive price, they would just have wanted to control you. But there might be things you could offer ona&nbsp; more pesonal level too..."<br>He bent down and cut the rope tying Steven's wrists to his ankles, so that only his wrists were shackled. With a firm grip to his shirt and arms, he helped him to his feet. Steven was leaning forward in a degrading way and his limbs were no doubt aching. Without trouble Frank led him by a door to the side and down a staircase to a cellar room.<br><br>As Frank opened the door, Steven could glimpse benches, poles, rope hanging here and there, and shackles, a few joined into the stone floor. Frank led him to a gallows-pole like structure set on its own in the middle of the room and pulled his hands up behind him. Steven's grunts of protest could be heard again but they were futile and Frank had no trouble forcing him to bend over. As his hair fell forward, Steven's shackled hands were fixed to a steady rope in turn fixed to a small ring set into the underside of the gallow-like beam. The next moment, Frank ripped up the young man's shirt and threw it away. He stood there trussed up, naked from the waist up, his mouth still silenced by the ring gag, and stared at the man who had taken him here. Frank's gaze in return might be described as unemotional but incisive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 03:05:33</strong>
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				Steven raised his head, as much as he could at least, and stared at him, trying to project cold anger rather than the icy terror he really felt. He was talking about transfers and a new job, but he was tearing his shirt off and tying him to strange devices, and this was a torture chamber! <br><br>"Whuuuh thiv?" he pleaded, almost managing to say "what's this?" around the gag almost choking him.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 02:42:08</strong>
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				Frank watched him intently In this bent-over state, his guest would be an easy object. Without a word, he went of into a side chamber and put on a dark blue cope, the rear of which was studded with silvery stars and black velvet stripes. Holding a thin red velvet band and an ebony staff in his hands, he approached Steven again.<br><br>"You will need to throw off some of your flesh to become what you should be. I have the ability to help you with this, and there is no protest you can make about this. Nor will you, in the end."<br><br>Placing the velvet band around Steven's brow and hair, holding it together with one his fingers at the front of the forehead, he swung the staff over the head of the bound man.<br><br>"I conjure the Azure Powers to lead this man down the right bend, and to correct the way he was fashioned. <em>Aluzethi!</em>"<br><br>His voice had been dark and deep.&nbsp; Holding his fingers still at Steven's forehead, he watched as cheekbones, chin and shoulders began half-imperceptibly to curvate, Steven's legs and arms grew slimmer, his waist even more so, and his hips and buttocks began to swell out. <br><br>Frank reached out and touched the face with his staff. The trimmed, stubby beard sank away, leaving a smooth and more gleaming skin. Steven's eyes were now wide open in apprehension. How far did he physically feel what was happening to his face? The sorcerer had no intention of asking him.<br><br>"I am ordering the forms of this child to be what they should be!" he said solemnly and swung his staff across Steven's chest. <br><br>Yes, now it is happening. You'll be well able to see it..." he murmured at Steven. <br><br>And indeed, his chest began swelling, his lower ribs shortening slightly and two rich mounds rising from his upper torso..
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 03:20:20</strong>
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				Steven stared, then started to struggle again, forcing Frank to hold his head to force the band onto his forehead. "Yaw maaa!" he yelled, his attempt to tell him he was mad clear enough even around the gag.<br><br>And then he felt himself start to change. His bones popping and clicking inside him, his muscles shifting, shrinking, swelling. He screamed, his pitch rising as his Adam's apple was pulled in and smoothed away. <br><br>He shook his head helplessly as his eyes blurred and refocused as they moved inside his head, as the gag loosened as his cheeks pulled in, and he screamed again, high and shrill, as something pushed his nipples up and out...
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 00:51:45</strong>
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				The man in the blue mantle stretched his hands out towards the building breasts, slowly bclosing in. In Steven's yes he could see fear, bewilderment and rage. The air between them seemed to carry the mental electricity of what was happening. <br><br>With slow, almost delicate movements, the spellwielder touched Steven's low breasts: "Rise up" he said in a breathy voice. And indeed they began rising faster, swelling inch by inch. <br><br>Steven's eyes shrank to slits in amazement and fear. Within minutes, his breasts had grown to high, rounded mounds with red nipples.<br><br>Only one step was left, the final and most important. "You will be subjected to what you might not want" Frank murmured, "but one day you will be grateful for this."<br><br>He looked in concentration at Steven's trousers, which had already shredded at the seams due to the growth of his hips and butt. Without further ado, Frank took hold of the buttoned fly and tore it apart with his hands. Steven gasped in shock as the trousers went down to his knees, but Frank just stroked his organ and then crossed his hands over the whole intimate region.<br><br>Neither of them could see it, but Steven could feel how his thighs separated and his muscles seemed to bubble. Parts of his bones seemed to become brittle, then soft, and rays of heat pulled through his abdomen. And then -- his cock seemed to be pulled inside him, and his ball sack disappear. Instead, a deep, gashing hole opened under his butt and rapidly was clothed in dark hair. <br><br>Finally Frank rose, and looked at his guest, who now looked completely like a girl - who <em>was</em> a young woman, in fact.<br><br>"You have been changed to what you had better be. No longer Steven, but Stephanie."<br><br>He hunched down and removed the bindings holding her feet, and pulled off the trousers. The dishevelled "girl" looked at him, then at herself, then out into the room - and gave a cry of disbelieving agony.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 01:07:46</strong>
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				As the gag strap slipped over a shrunken ear and the piece fell out of his small mouth, Steven was finally able to scream. "No! No, please no!" He gasped and squealed in a sweet, girlish voice. He shook his head, blue eyes wide, feeling long blonde hair swirl about it. "I-I'm not a girl!" he protested, his high tones disproving his claim. <br><br>"Y-you can't <em>do</em> this! Don't!" Tears started to run down his blushing cheeks as he gazed up at the man looming over his petite figure and whimpered helplessly, his every action as girlish as his new form. "Don't... please... don't do this... you can't..."
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 02:03:37</strong>
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				"I needed to show you where you really belong" Frank said, having taken off the sorcerer dress that had helped him. "This wouldn't have worked if you hadn't harboured a secret wish to be a woman, and I knew you had it in you. But you will profit from it - as will I."<br><br>"What the hell is this about?" the bound form yelled at him, with a high-pitched but fuming girl's voice.<br><br>"I don't think it behooves you to yell at me, you should be careful about that" Frank replied. "I am not currently thinking of using the instruments here but I might change my mind"<br><br>Stephanie glared at him, her eyes rolling.<br><br>"I will cut you loose now, but only to make sure you know how to behave like a woman.".<br>He went closer and took the ring gag. "This one might be quite useful again if you don't know how to show pride in what you are." <br>Then he reached up and undid the rope holding her to the beam. Still manacled, Stephanie fell forward, her breasts bumping into the floor.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 02:33:59</strong>
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				"I - I didn't want that!" Steven protested shrilly, shaking his long-haired head in disbelief. Sure, he had tried on women's clothes as a teen, but... he didn't want to <em>be</em> a woman, did he? <br><br>He fell with a bump, his elbow aching, his... breasts shifting to accommodate him before he pushed himself up with his weak, thin new arms. <br><br>"Why have you done this?" he whimpered as he sat, covering his... his vagina with a small hand.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 03:32:20</strong>
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				"I've told you already, because you will have different options as a woman - and because it's what you ought to be. And I'm not saying it in a derogatory fashion. Women are admirable, sometimes much better and more brave than men. But they accept to be women. Though you were a man up to tonight, you will learn more about yourself now that you've reached this point. - But also because your services are required. Is that clear, girl?"<br><br>The reply was a fresh disbelieving stare from the woman on all fours on the floor.<br><br>"I don't have time to do no more explaining right now" Frank surged ahead. "But I need to make sure you know some of the duties of a girl".<br><br>He reached down and finally removed the handcuffs, but instead of helping the lady up he brusquely yanked her arms backwards and tied her wrists together with a steady rope, leaving her privates exposed. Then he placed Stephanie on her knees. "Anyway I know you're a fast learner" he added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 04:14:37</strong>
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				Steven yelped in pain and surprise as the man so easily tied his wrists behind his back... reminding him of his new weakness. He looked up at him fearfully, aware that he was now a girl, tied, on her knees... fearful of what that might soon mean.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 02:52:54</strong>
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				"You know the concept of learning by doing, young lady? Sometimes more effective than reading about how to do it" Frank tossed off, "and you look like you're ready to me". In no time he had opened his fly and his bulging cock came out, uncomfortably close to Stephanie. "If you want to taste the future, the time has come. Show me that you understand."
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 03:32:51</strong>
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				Steven trembled and shook his head, his eyes staying on the man's large erection, recoiling back as far as he could bound like this. "No! You can't make me!" he screamed in his high-pitched new voice, tears of helpless terror streaming down his smooth cheeks.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 03:57:46</strong>
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				"Being on your knees you could at least show you appreciate this little boy" Frank said. "No?" - his eyes darkened. "Come on, grab it, you know what to do." Teasing his captive, he tilted his hips a little to the right, making the cock turn against the ear and the chin rather than straight at Stephanie's mouth.<br><br>She still seemed unwilling. "Okay, don't say I didn't warn you" Frank snapped and grabbed her long flowing hair with his hands on the back of her head, forcing her face up close to his steaming crotch.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 04:07:43</strong>
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				Steven tried to keep his mouth shut, but he could feel his swollen lips being forced apart, his scalp being tugged and his jaw being forced down. He closed his eyes, not wanting to think about what he was being made to do... what he looked like... everything that had happened to him. <br><br>None of this was happening. He wasn't a girl now. He couldn't taste sweat and precum on his tongue. <br><br>Sobbing, he closed his eyes tighter and felt the thing move into his mouth. <br><br>This was all a lie. He was dead, and this was Hell. That must be it. None of this was real.
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				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 04:23:42</strong>
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				"Come on now, missus, I do not suggest you should try to escape" Frank purred and pushed Stephanie's head forth, practically making her nose hit his organ sometimes. He watched her sobbing but was resolved not to give in. She needed to be broken in and made to fit the shape she had been given - it was where her future lay, he thought. Again his tip touched her lips, and leaning forwards he finally forced them apart and coudl feel her lips sliding up onto his shaft. Beginning to pump her slowly, he waited to see: now that she was overpowered she would surely begin sucking?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 03:22:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she did. <br><br>Crying, Steven had no choice but to suck the man's large, rigid cock, if he wanted to breathe. <br><br>He felt the man slide back and forth between his lips and teeth, forcing him to work at sucking and licking the shaft, as he felt his rough, strong hands stroke and grasp his long hair. If this was real, he had to do this to live...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:20:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Frank looked down, watching her long silky hair spilling down beyond her neck and shoulders, and her face pressed against him. This was just the first step, but having got the man he had briefly met transformed into a woman, and beginning to reshape her experiences and responses, that was quite inspiring. He pushed his cock firmly in and listened as Stephanie sobbed and admitted the swelling shaft.<br><br>"Good girl, you know what is needed here" he said in a dry voice aiming to crush any idea, if it remained, that she were still a man. "You'll see to it that I'm gonna get pleased or else you may taste the whip."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Steven cried and almost gagged as the man forced more into his mouth, trembling, wanting to vomit, almost choking as he helplessly did as he was ordered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:53:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Frank could sense that the girl was close to choking and this wasn't part of his plan. He would make her learn this, make her overcome any resistance, but he didn't want her to throw up at this point. Pulling out slightly and taking a softer grip on her hair, he allowed her to breathe and then began pumping her face a little more slowly. Groaning with pleasure he pushed with short, firm thrusts, pulled away, then in again. <br><br>"Uuumghh!" she moaned, but he approached the depth of her mouth again and didn't give in. He felt her tongue flapping around the underside of his cock, then at the tip. "Yees, take it in, chick" he bustled and kept her in control with his fists tugging at her hair. Watching Stephanie's bound hands behind her back, he already longed to make her his slave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:55:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Steven had no choice but to comply, to do as he was told - he was just glad that the man had pulled out enough to stop his gagging, even though he was still tugging at his hair, pulling painfully at the roots. He was desperate to escape, but for now he had to simply survive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gaggedLouise</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 02:24:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her tiny dark nostrils as his captive struggled to breathe, Frank felt the surge of power and anticipation, and the quiet confidence that he had picked the right one as his upcoming lover and slave. The pretty and tied up female sent thrills through him, his cock going rock hard. "Mmmmghh!" he purred and pushed against the upper end of her throat, but after probing it a little he could sense she was not going to open further down. He would try to train her for deep throating later.<br><br>He let himself come hard and cried out as his member swelled up and then let off a flood of semen and juices. Stephanie could be heard gargling and coughing as she was forced to accept the torrent. A choked cry of protest rose out of her, but was totally ignored. After a while, Frank pulled out and slapped his still drenched cock at her face. "Drink it in, girl! I think you need this."<br><br>Her mute face, dripping with cum, looked up at him. He leaned down and pinched her right nipple, twisting it cruelly. "Eeeeoowww!" she cried out, but he rammed his cock in again, filling her mouth once more.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Secret Longings of Stephanie (Beatrice Black and gaggedLouise)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 02:38:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sobbing uncontrollably in pain and humiliation, Steven parted his jaws and let the foul-smelling end of the man's penis between them, helpless to do anything but lick and suck the salt-sweet fluid.<br><br>Finally, the man pulled out, his erection still there at half mast. <br><br>Steven swallowed, his gorge rising. "Why are you doing this to me?" he whimpered.
			</dd>
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