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Under Control - part seventeen
copyright Victor Bruno, release to publish
granted to Christine Stevenson.
LATER IN THE day, Miss Mandy came to Delia's apartment. She
inspected Paul and congratulated Delia on her work. "There's just
one thing that needs to be remedied in my view," she said, "and
that is that 'she' is too thick in the waist." Paul felt the
still-unfamiliar form of female address like a slap in the face.
"I think we'll have a cincher-type corset on her - more or less
permanently."
"Sure thing, Miss Mandy," replied Delia, hurrying off to make a
selection. Paul miserably watched the bouncing swing of the lush
hindquarters now attired in black mini skirt over fishnet tights
and boots. That powerful and firmly lush body which had given him
such joy. Deliberately - to intensify Paul's hopelessness and
impotence, of course - she had remained naked throughout most of
the day. Constantly he was taunted by the sight of her, the
nearness of her. But now their relationship was no longer one of
mistress and male slave but of mistress and slave-girl. There was
a subtle but definite difference.
At one point, after Paul had completed re-lacquering Delia's
finger and toenails, she announced, giggling, that she now
enjoyed lesbian practices as much as anything else. Accordingly,
Paul had been made to pleasure her just as a girl would have done
.. . . and, for the first time, he knew the cruel pain of the
pressure induced by the device fastened on him. So unlike the
simple leathern restrainer he had been accustomed to. No matter
how fierce his lust, it no longer had any possibility of male
expression.
"Walk . . ." ordered Miss Mandy, eyeing him keenly. Delia had
given Paul a pair of shoes with six inch heels to wear - no other
clothing as yet and he still found great difficulty in mastering
them. He stepped out, moving before the dusky beauty,
half-stumbling.
"Not like that, you stupid bitch!" barked Miss Mandy. The slim
leathern switch she carried slipped instantly from her waistband
and she slashed it across Paul's buttocks. "You swing your
backside . . . you swivel . . . like a woman . . ."
Again the switch fell. "Like a woman . . . that's what you are to
all intents and purposes now!"
Paul stumbled and fell to his knees and Miss Mandy lashed him
mercilessly. "Get up . . . get up . . . you clumsy bitch!"
Gasping with pain, Paul managed to stagger up and perform an
exaggerated version of a woman's hip-swinging walk. Before him
his breasts bounced. Desperately he strove to keep his balance
and not stumble. He was only saved from further savage cuts by
the return of Delia.
"Halt!" cried Miss Mandy. Paul stopped thankfully, finding
himself trembling weakly. As weakly as a woman might, he thought
self-pityingly. "Pauline needs plenty of training in stance and
deportment, Delia. See to it please . . . ."
"Certainly Miss Mandy," smiled the blonde. "Shall I put the
corset on her now?"
"Yes. Do that. Put it on good and tight . . ."
Delia scarcely needed any urging. She fastened the black leather
and whalebone corset about Paul's waist. It was quite narrow,
coming up to just under his false breasts and just down to where
his flanks began to jut. Delia laced and tugged fiercely and,
soon, a thirty five inch waist was reduced to something more like
twenty six inches. Paul gasped breathlessly. It scarcely seemed
possible that he would have to endure such restraint as a normal
way of life!
"When Pauline is not required to be naked," announced Miss Mandy,
"her uniform will be that of a French Maid. She will put it on
now. Get something saucy in the way of brassiere and knickers,
please Delia."
Again Delia was happy to oblige and come up with a fetchingly
brief set of lingerie, with lacy edging . . . a mixture of nylon
and net, basically black but with rose insets and tiny ribbons.
Prior to this however, while the women watched, he had to put on
black diamond-net stockings fastening them to the slim suspenders
that stretched long from the base of the corset. The dress he had
to put on was of black satin, with white puffed sleeves and
collar. It was exceedingly short and exposed the smooth bare tops
of his thighs. They seemed to him to have already acquired a very
white, womanly quality. Finally he donned a little frilly white
apron and cap and stepped back into his black patent high heels.
He saw glee on Delia's face and satisfaction on Miss Mandy's. "It
would indeed be difficult to divine the truth," said the latter.
"It would indeed," agreed Delia.
Miss Mandy turned on her heel and turned to leave Delia's rooms,
"Don't forget about that deportment," she said, "that could be a
betraying factor."
"I won't, Miss Mandy," said Delia.
Miss Mandy's final words made Paul feel even weaker at the knees.
"You have my permission, Delia, to cane her as much as you like
until you are satisfied. I don't care how many times she has to
take her knickers down to get it!"
The door slammed. Delia looked at Paul and licked her lips, like
a cat about to lap the stolen cream. "Go and fetch me the cane,
girl," she said, "we will begin your lessons right away."
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