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Becoming Sarah – Part 8Sorry for the HUGE delay, Will do these more often I promise!!- – – – – – – – – – – – As I left the class I was filled with relief that the class was over, but dread at the thought of an evening with Adam. Before I could think about that too much I had to head back to see Jodie, and finally get this plug removed. I clicked down the empty corridor to the reception area & found Jodie tapping away at her computer, she looked up and a huge smile grew across her face. “Look at the **state** of you!” She chuckled, “Someone has had a good time at your expense, you slut!”. I just stood there, feeling the cum and spit mixture dried across my face I could hardly argue with her. “Come with me, lets get that plug out. Maybe you can worship my feet another time, when you look a bit less abused” She gestured to a room behind her desk.As I walked around her desk she snapped on a pair of latex gloves, and then followed in behind. “bend over by the sink, lets get this over with” and a few seconds later the plug was out and my ass felt hollow. The heat from the lube remained, but feeling of being so empty was already feeling strange. I was actually getting used to being plugged already. Turning around to face her, I was again mesmerised by her beautiful figure, wearing a pink blouse and a knee length pencil skirt. Despite making it clear that she didn’t want my cum-splattered face anywhere near her, deep down I was hoping to be allowed to taste her again, or maybe a little foot worship. Instead she simply told me I was to head back to my room, and began making her way back to her desk. The disappointment on my face must’ve shown because as I began to walk away from her desk she told me that if I was a good girl maybe she would get some more 1 on 1 time with her. My cock strained at its cage as I walked back to my room, the thought of being back between her legs was heaven!I got back to my room & was looking forward to my shower, I couldn’t wait to feel clean. The cum and spit on my face was dry and horrible, the lube in my ass was running slowly down my leg and my hair was full of clumps, also from the cum I guessed. Filling up a glass with water I noticed another note ‘Evening Plan” written on the front. I began to read, dreading what was in store for me this evening with Adam. “Sarah, rather than report for dinner with the other girls tonight you are to spend the evening with Adam as discussed. He wants you to do an enema, and wear Outfit 11. When you are ready you will report to reception where Adam will be called to meet you. Be a good girl and do as you’re asked, this is a perfect opportunity to get in some good books”It seemed fairly tame, I was expecting some sort of punishment detailed in the note, or a hint towards some suffering at least. Spending an evening with someone almost sounded romantic, but deep down I wasn’t expecting candles and rose petals. “Best get started” I muttered to myself as I slipped my clothes off and piled them in the laundry area, noticing the last laundry had already been returned clean and put away neatly. I took the inflatable plug & an enema bottle to the bathroom, looking forward to getting the thick gloopy lube out of my ass. The plug slipped in with ease, my ass still spread from the other plug. A few pumps secured it in place and then the bottle was attached, twisting the valve I felt the cool liquid begin to fill me. Once the bottle was detached the liquid was held in with the plug, so I began running the shower and removing some makeup from my cum covered face. 20 minutes later the enema was out & I was showered & felt like a brand new woman, aside from the cage which dangled between my legs holding my cock securely inside. The benefits of the ‘permanent makeup’ was beginning to actually win me over. I had the base of all my makeup permanently on my face, so it would require just a small touch up once I was dressed. I wouldn’t be wearing the base uniform, I had to wear Outfit 11 which I had never seen before. As I retrieved the bag from the closet I began to worry, the contents would surely reveal what sort of night I was in for… I unzipped it, and strangely it was a very basic outfit. Of course there was a pair of very high heels, and it included stockings and a garter belt, but the outfit was just a light grey blouse and a high waisted black skirt. It seemed strangely plain, considering everything else had been so overly slutty or fetish based. kadıköy escort “Maybe this will actually be a nice evening” I said to myself as I began to lay it all out. Rolling the sheer stockings up my legs I noticed they had a cuban heel with the seam all the way up the leg. The black tops sat mid thigh, and I connected the garter belt to hold them up. Already the feel of them and the look of my smooth legs was causing my chastity cage to tug on its piercings. It felt strange to not have a plug allocated to the uniform, I was starting to miss the full feeling in my ass as I took the underwear from the bag. Wet look panties, and a wet look bra. Neither were actual latex or leather, just a kind of spandex material. I slid the panties up my legs and they felt tight. The bra was the same, and this made the wet look material stretch and hug my breasts making them look even bigger. My cock twitched, caged and now inside the tight panties it was begging for release.I began to button the blouse, and again it felt tight. There was a theme here, and I realised everything was at least a size smaller than I needed, this was going to be a very figure hugging outfit. Modest at first glance, but tight and revealing. As I fastened the buttons over the bra they barely reached. The shiny black bra material clearly seen in the gaps between the buttons. I stood & pulled the skirt up my legs, which of course was a tight fit. My waist was pulled tight by the waistline of the skirt, and the hem sat just below the stocking tops at my mid thigh. It dawned on me as I glanced in the mirror, that this was clearly a secretary sort of uniform. The high heels were shiny black, a very high heel which was sure to make me stick my bulging breasts out even more as I walked.I looked at the note to see what sort of makeup or accessories were required, and that confirmed the secretary look. A pair of black rimmed glasses, with plain glass lenses, sat next to some pink lip gloss and a subtle metallic looking eye shadow. With the permanent makeup as a base, it took no time to add the final touches, and then I was done. Checking myself in the mirror I was amazed by how a simple pair of glasses really made the secretary look complete. The tightness of the clothing gave the whole outfit the slightly slutty twist I had expected. The stockings were perfect, the skirt just teasing the black tops of them, and the seam running up the backs of my legs drew eyes up to my pert looking bum in the tight skirt. I didn’t know why Adam needed a secretary, but I had a funny feeling it wasn’t just for organising paperwork. Clicking my way over to the buzzer, I asked for the door to open & began the short walk to reception from my room. Jodie wasn’t sat at the desk, but a note on the desk told me that Adam was on his way to collect me and I should take a seat. Sitting was difficult due to the tightness of the clothing, the panties dug in to my ass and I was forced to press my chest out to sit comfortably. “Sarah! You look a lot less slutty than when I left you earlier” a voice joked, and I turned to see Adam walking towards me. He was dressed in chinos and a shirt. a smart casual appearance, but his face wore a very big grin as his eyes inspected every inch of my outfit, revealing more than I planned as I rose to my feet. “Hello Sir, I hope you like my outfit” I said, attempting a curtsey in the tight clothing. He stood, admiring the view, before he replied. “I do, you look good. I think you’ll like what I’ve got in store for you” he motioned for me to follow him and I began to walk behind him. My heels, the tightness of the skirt, and the huge strides he took meant I was starting to fall behind as he reached a solid glass door. I caught up in time to overhear him talking to the security guard on the door, but not the full conversation “… be a fun night, and maybe a fun day tomorrow! Can’t promise she’ll be back in time for school, depends how good she is!” and the Adam & the guard shared a laugh. The guard told Adam that he would let Miss Stephanie know, and with a swipe of his keycard, we were outside. It was the first time I’d been outside since my arrival, but it wasn’t the rural country setting I expected. This was a busy looking city, and I was stood outside dressed as a woman! As this dawned on me, I also began to think about my freedom. I could make a run for it, shout to a stranger, get someone to call the üsküdar escort police…. “I wouldn’t” Adam’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Be a good girl, and no one will have to visit your old family. Besides, look at you, who would ever believe you were a prisoner. You’re hardly chained up, you look like a secretary who loves to show herself off! Now, come here” and he whistled a taxi to stop on the kerb. As we climbed in, I again struggled to sit in a ladylike manner, giving the driver a glimpse of my stocking tops, and I’m sure he noticed. The driver turned to us and asked where we wanted to go, and before Adam answered he pressed a button on a keyfob. The glasses suddenly turned black, and I could only see through the very edges. The sound became hazy & I couldn’t focus on any words or identify any proper sounds, it was just white noise. As I began to panic, a hand gripped my thigh and squeezed. The sound began to clear up, and Adam whispered in to my ear to stay calm, and this was merely another one of the modifications Miss Stephanie had hinted to during my surgery when I had arrived. The noise again became a buzz, and I just focused on the hand, teasing the top of my thigh, a finger occasionally brushing my cage.After a few minutes, the car came to a stop and Adam left. I was sat alone, briefly, and then Adam opened the car door and led me out. Acting like he was being a gentleman disguising the fact that I could see nothing. He led me forward, and the warm air told me we had entered a building. Soon my vision and hearing was restored, and I found myself in an elevator heading up to a high floor. Adam explained that he could control my hearing with implants Miss Stephanie had had me fitted with, and the glasses could render me almost blind if required. This is how they moved the girls around outside while keeping them disorientated. The lift pinged and the doors opened to a spacious apartment building. Everything looked modern and fancy, Adam led me in to the hallway. “I have a guest arriving shortly, you should have a quick walk around to familiarise yourself. You will need to give know your way around to make them believe you have been here many times. Bring a beer to the living room when you’re done” and he strolled off to the living room, leaving me alone in the hall. It seemed surprisingly trustful of him, but as I had no idea where I was I decided to behave and do as I was told. I opened the first door to my side, and found the closet. A few coats, but nothing exciting. The next door was a bedroom which looked brand new, everything clean and white, with a small en-suite in the far side. Moving through the apartment I found the main bathroom, the master bedroom, and then the kitchen. Here I found a beer from the fridge, and this led in to the living room where Adam was sat on a sofa watching TV. “Finally!” He joked, holding out a hand for the beer. I handed him the bottle, and he immediately rose to his feet. “What is this?” He asked sternly, pointing at the bottle. “How can I drink a beer, if you dont open it? This is the attention to detail I need from you tonight!” He handed back the beer, and told me to get him an ice water instead. Back in the kitchen I placed the beer in the fridge and instead poured a bottle of water in to a fancy looking glass with a couple of ice cubes. “Here you go, Sir, sorry about the beer, Sir” I said professionally, like I was a proper secretary. He nodded “That’s better, that’s how you need to start tonight. I guess you want to know what’s in store for you tonight?” A grind crept across his face again….”Yes please Sir” and before I could finish speaking he was on his feet again. “This way Sarah” and he patted my bum as he walked past me and led me to his bedroom. The cleanliness of the room made it look too sterile to involve sex games and the sort of fetish play I had been expecting. The wardrobes were all mirrored fronts, and as we approached the en-suite Adam slid a wardrobe door open. It was empty inside, until he waved his keyfob over the back of the wardrobe. This beeped, and another hidden door popped open. “In you go” He said, pointing towards the door, and once inside it was like a hidden dungeon. “This is where the fun happens!” He said proudly. “Welcome to my soundproof dungeon hidden away!” and began to walk towards the other wall. The room wasn’t enormous, it had red & black walls with an assortment tuzla escort of equipment all over the place. A large bed in the centre of the back wall with restraining points all over the place. “I could have **all sorts** of fun with you in here, but I have a better idea for tonight” He pointed to a spot on the bed and I sat, he came and sat next to me.”Tonight I have a friend coming over to watch the football, he’s been single for a little while and isn’t fussy when it comes to his women, he’s even had a shemale before. He thinks I’m a boring kinda guy, he has no idea about this side of my life. He think I work in a boring little office. Well thats the image you’re going to help me portray tonight, as you’re my office secretary….” He began playing with my hair, and his hand reached on to my thigh again. “I could tie you up in here, and do anything I wanted all night, but I can do that anytime. You thought you’d gotten away with it at school today, I couldn’t force myself on you because of that damned lube that Jodie had filled you with, but I could see how much you hated being flirty with another man. Being forced in to something suits you, it takes away your control”. His hand crept slowly up my skirt and began playing with my garter straps. “Now tonight you **will** find yourself locked in this room as I force all sorts of things inside you, unless you win my little game. You are to seduce my friend tonight, flirt and tease him, and if he ends up banging you tonight, you win” I was shocked, how was that winning!? What a choice, be abused all night by Adam, or seduce another man!?”Just to make it harder for you, I have occasionally hired escorts for this friend and he has always refused them. He doesn’t like me thinking he’s desparate, so if you go too hard with him he may suspect I’ve hired you for him, turn you down, and then you’ll find yourself bound to this bed begging for mercy” He gripped my chastity cage as he finished. “He will arrive soon, and when he does you’re going to be sat with me in the living room just finishing our business meeting. I will introduce the 2 of you, and it’s up to you from there. I may have another trick or 2 up my sleeve too but you’ll find those out during the evening” He laughed as he stood. “Before you leave this room, I have a few additions to your uniform”. He placed a small bag on the bed next to me and headed for the door, “come join me when you’re done Sarah”.My head was spinning with choices, what could I do… I could stay in this room, accept that Adam would use me all night, or I could try to seduce his friend. I could try my hardest to get a guy to fuck me, or resign myself to being fucked by Andy. What a choice. My attention turned to the bag, and I tipped it on to the bed. A medium sized buttplug rolled out, a small cute looking choker, a small wristwatch and 2 strange looking metal clips stuck to a piece of paper. I slid the choker over my head and it nestled nicely on my neck, like a small collar but fitting my secretary appearance. The plug had what appeared to be a motor inside, and the electro contacts on the side. I applied a small blob of lube and pushed it in my ass, the full feeling was almost a relief compared to the empty feeling I had. The watch fitted nicely around my wrist, just below the cuff of my sleeve, and then I read the paper which contained the metal clips. A small diagram showed that these were to clip over my nipple piercings, so I unbuttoned my blouse a loosened the bra, the relief was instant as I could finally breathe properly again. As I attached the clips to the nipple bars, they began to dig in to my areola and force my nipples to stretch out. Already uncomfortable I then had to do the tight bra and blouse back up. Finally dressed, I emerged from the hidden dungeon and made my way back to Adam in the living room. He looked impressed with the final product as he began to fiddle with a small remote. “Lets see what those accessories do”, he pressed a button and the plug began to vibrate. Another button and it began to tingle. “The vibrations can be extreme, as can the shocks, but we don’t have time to show you now” and then he began to use his mobile phone. Suddenly the watch let out a subtle buzz, and the screen displayed a message. “I can communicate with you via this app, so pay attention to it at all times”. “Yes Sir”.”We only have around 10 minutes until he arrives, so why don’t you show me how grateful you are for getting you off site and letting you have a nice lads evening instead” He stared, waiting for my reply. “Yes Sir, how can I show you that?” I questioned, and he motioned to the zipper on his chinos. “Lets see what that mouth can do when it’s in a rush” He smirked as he undone the zip…

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