"You don't look like such a big shot now, Mr. Hyde! Beverly really did a number on you but now it's MY turn... I'm still pissed at you, you know. You weren't very nice to me in front of my friends. I'll bet you never thought that someday you'd be my slave, did you! Well, did you?" and she goosed him with her toe. "N-n-oo, Mistress Linda" Tom replied nervously. "No, I'm sure you didn't. But you ARE my slave!" She laughed. "Now it's my turn to get even with you for being such a nasty shit to me! I know that bonnet that you're wearing embarrasses you. I can see that. That's exactly why you're wearing it! You're gonna wear it in front of my friends, and that's not all you're gonna do! You're gonna be soooo embarrassed, Mr. Hyde!" She giggled as she continued massaging his ass. Tommy just sni- ed as the doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" Beverly got up and patted Tom's rump as she walked towards the door and opened it. "Gimme a hand with this" Tina said, and both girls walked down the steps. Tommy could hear them struggling to bring something up that sounded like it was on casters. When they finally maneuvered it through the door Tommy saw with horror that it was a playpen! "This is great, Tina! You sure nobody will miss it?" "Positive" Tina answered. "And I got some other neat stuff too, look!" "All right, wow!" Linda exclaimed as she saw the Teddy bear and rattle. "I hope nobody saw you dragging this thing across the street. Even if they did you can always say that Mr. Hyde was baby sitting someone and wanted to borrow it." They closed the door and rolled the playpen into the middle of the living room. The two girls crouched down and began touching Tommy all over and lightly stroking his hard penis. "Look what Aunt Tina brought over for you, Tommy! Isn't it wonderful? Say 'Thank You, Aunt Tina'." "Th-thank you... Aunt Tina" Tom managed. Just then the door- bell rang again. "Hurry up, you guys. It's me!" Tina opened the door and saw Ellen standing there with her arms full. She had a couple of baby bottles with nipples and some assorted clothes and things piled in her arms. She dropped them on the sofa and went over to see Tommy. "I brought the Polaroid over too. I've got a couple of fresh packs of film with it." "Great! Thanks a lot Ellen. You guys sure came through!" "It was our pleasure!" Ellen laughed. "I've got all day today and tonight too. I want to have some fun!" "That's fine with me", Linda replied. "I got an idea to get things off to a good start. Take off your panties and roll them into a ball." Linda shucked off her shorts and removed her white panties. She put her shorts back on and stood waiting while Ellen and Tina did likewise. "Fetch, Tommy! Bring it back!" She laughed as she threw the panties to the other side of the room. She used her foot to push Tommy in that direction. "Don't use your hands, just your teeth. Crawl over there and bring them back to me." The girls laughed as they saw Tommy crawl over to the panties on the floor. He lowered his head and picked them up in his teeth. Linda sat down on the chair and waited for him to crawl back to her with the panties dangling from his mouth. "Don't get too much drool on them! That's a good boy!" The other girls sat down on the sofa and began tossing their panties around the room too. Tommy had to scramble to keep up with them. If he took too long retrieving them the girls would slap his ass and urge him to be faster. "Hold them by the crotch, Tommy, not the waistband." Linda ordered. Ellen snapped a picture and they all paused to watch it develop. "Oh, he looks so cute with that pink baby bonnet on and the panties hanging from his mouth. I'm sure Beverly will love this one! Maybe Marie can put it on the bulletin board at work!" They all laughed and resumed their game of fetch with a now truly miserable Tommy. While Ellen and Tina continued the game, Linda got up and went into the bedroom. She came back with a white sheet from Tom's bed. She then got a pair of scissors from the kitchen and sat on the floor, cutting. "Whatcha doing, Linda?" Tina asked. "I'm making Tommy some nice diapers. Help me out." Tina got down on the rug and helped Linda measure and cut four large squares of cloth. "These look just about right! Come here Tommy. We want to try one of these on you." "No, please!" begged Tommy, hesitating. "Oops, looks like I'm gonna have to tell Beverly you were bad today!" "No, please don't tell her that!" Tommy panicked. "I'm coming". "Hurry up or I'll tell her!" Linda threatened as Tommy crawled over to the girls. They folded the cloth into a diaper, then made Tommy lie on his back with his legs up while they worked it under him and brought the corners around his waist and between his legs. "Wait, don't forget the powder!" Ellen yelled, as she brought the baby powder over and a handful of large safety pins. They sprinkled him with powder then pinned the corners of the diaper in place. "Wow! Wait till the others see this!" Linda exclaimed gleefully. She made Tommy roll over again and sit up with his legs spread. They made him suck on his thumb and pose for the camera while they laughed at him. Ellen thought he had too much hair for a baby so they undid the diaper and used the scissors to trim his groin hair very low. Linda got some shaving cream and a razor and the two girls went to work shaving his crotch and legs. In about ten minutes Tommy's crotch was completely bald. They even pulled his legs back and got the little hairs between his asscheeks and around his anus. When they were finished they fastened the diaper back on him and gave him a bottle with a nipple to suck on while they took some more pictures. Tom was embarrassed beyond belief, but he was trapped. He had to obey every command of these mischievous young ladies, his neighbors, or he would face another night at the lake and that was unthinkable. He crawled around on the floor in the diaper and bonnet while they jeered and took pictures, knowing that he was getting even deeper under their control with every flash of the camera, but he couldn't rebel now. It was a one-way street and there was no backing out at this point. He had no choice but continue going down. He was shamed to tears, and this was only the first day! The girls made him drink bottle after bottle of water from his nipple. Eventually, nature began to call and he looked pleadingly at them and asked to go to the bathroom. "Is it number one or number two?" Linda asked. "Number one" Tom answered uneasily. "Sorry Tommy, but that's what your diaper is for" she giggled, unmercifully. "Please Linda!" he begged pathetically "I really have to go, bad." She was unmoved, and mischievously made him drink another bottle of water. Tommy began squirming in agony. His legs were shaking and he was doing everything he could to hold it in, but it was a losing struggle. "Please!" he begged again. "Don't humiliate me this way!" He sni- ed a bit and continued squirming. "You know, you sure cry a lot. Maybe that diaper and bonnet are appropriate on you. You had better get used to them because you're going to be wearing them every Saturday from now on. "Please!" he struggled to hold it in, but he was shivering and squirming on the rug. The three girls gathered around him and watched and waited for the inevitable to happen. "I want you to look right at us while you wet your diaper, Tommy. Don't look away or we'll make you sorry!" As he looked at the three teenagers smiling at him he couldn't hold out any longer. He felt the first warm trickle into his diaper. Once the floodgates were opened, he couldn't stop the flow. He peed and peed, feeling his diaper getting sopping wet with the warm liquid. The girls were laughing at him as they saw what was happening. He was humiliated, but it felt so good to release the flow that he actually sighed as he did it! When he was finished Linda warned him not to move too much. "Looks like we're gonna have to get you some plastic pants to wear over your diaper, Tommy! We don't want you staining the rug." In his wet diaper they made him crawl from the living room onto the cool linoleum floor in the kitchen. When he got there they made him lie on his back with his knees up and spread while they unfastened the pins holding his diaper on. As they removed it they could see his cock and little hairless balls, sopping wet. They pulled the diaper off of him and used a washcloth to clean him off. They dried him then left him lying like that while Tina got another diaper from the living room. Linda sprinkled some more powder on his genitals and ass while Ellen took another picture. Finally Tina slid the new diaper under him and fastened it with the safety pins. "There! All nice and dry. Have another bottle, Tommy. We'd better cut up some more diapers for you - you'll need them for tonight!" They made him sit on the floor and play with some of the toys Ellen brought over while Linda got on the phone and called a few more of her friends. By the time she'd hung up she had another six girls who were coming over in about an hour. Most of them knew Mr. Hyde and couldn't believe that Linda was serious, but Linda felt they could be trusted and told them to bring some soda and chips and they'd see for themselves. One by one the new arrivals knocked on the door, and one by one they cracked up hysterically when they saw Tommy sitting on the floor! When they had all arrived Linda made Tommy crawl to each new girl and introduce himself as 'Baby Tommy' and thank them for coming to see him. After that the girls cracked open the soda and chips and began chatting about how Linda had got Mr. Hyde to do all these things. They even found some beer in Tom's refrigerator and passed that around too. Linda told the girls that Tommy loved being dominated by women and that he was, in fact, a slave to six women, including her. Her day was Saturday and they were all invited over any Saturday they had nothing else to do. They could even bring along some friends as long as they were sure they could be trusted to keep their mouths shut. Linda took off Tom's diaper and made him get up on his hands and knees again, wearing only his bonnet. The girls squealed with delight as they stared at his shaved crotch and pink ass. She made him suck his thumb as each of the new arrivals fondled his ass and felt him up good. She then made him crawl slowly around the room, slapping his own ass while they laughed hysterically. They each took some pictures of him and even posed with him for a few, but Linda made it clear that all of the pictures had to remain with her. She then made him climb into the playpen, and with his knees lifted back and spread as wide as he could get them he had to jerk off for them all as they watched in fascination. It didn't take long for him to cum, spraying his white seed all over the place, so Linda told him to just keep on going and to do it again. He pumped furiously trying to get a second orgasm and his hand was a complete blur. The girls were gathered around him, drinking beer and soda and taunting him on. It took him nearly ten minutes of jerking and twisting around in the little crib before he felt close to the edge again. The girls noticed the change as he got closer and Linda made him slow down and use only his thumb and first two fingers. When he was right on the edge they made him beg to be allowed to come while they laughed and stroked his thighs and feet. Finally Linda gave permission and with a groan Tommy was spurting all over his belly again. They gave him his bottle and a Teddy bear and allowed him to rest there in the pen while they listened to some music and talked about some other ideas the new girls had for him. A short while later he had to pee again so they put a new diaper on him and made him pee in it again for the amusement of the new arrivals. Tina noticed that two of the girls who had seen him being punished in his car on Wednesday just happened to be out in the street in front of the house. They hadn't said anything to anybody so far, so Linda thought they might be amused to see Mr. Hyde having his diaper changed. She called them and invited them in. When they saw Mr. Hyde in the bonnet and diaper they covered their mouths and blushed deeply, but there was laughter in their eyes. Poor Mr. Hyde had just about lost it by this point. His dignity was completely gone and as he lay on his back with his legs in the air he cried like a real baby as they removed the wet diaper, cleaned him up, powdered him, and put on a fresh diaper. Linda made him crawl over to the footstool and lie across it. She then tugged his diaper down around his knees and invited the two new arrivals to give him a good spanking! They were too embarrassed at first, but egged on by Linda one of them walked up to Mr. Hyde and gently gave him a slap on his powdered ass. "No, harder than that! Give him a REAL spanking! He can take it!" The girl gave him a harder slap, and then a harder one. Before long her hand was leaving red slap marks all over his cheeks. Tom wouldn't have believed how much a small hand like hers could sting, but she put her whole arm into it and eventually had him begging her to stop. Her friend then didn't want to be outdone and she continued the spanking while Tom squirmed and pleaded with her to go softer. His diaper hung loose around his knees and he shifted his weight and twisted his ass, trying to avoid the painful slaps, but to no avail! The whole room was laughing hysterically as Tom howled in pain and cried. When the girls were done Linda made him kneel in front of them and thank them both for the spanking they had given him. They giggled and left, leaving Tom mortified beyond belief. The rest of the day was spent tormenting and humiliating him in front of Linda's friends. He had several more wet diaper changes and had to jerk off twice more until finally supper time arrived and everybody had to go home. After supper Linda and Ellen came back, along with three of the other girls from the afternoon, and they kept at him till around eight o'clock. At that point it was time to call it a day. As they prepared to go home the girls thanked Linda and asked her if they could come back again next Saturday. "Sure!" said Linda. "By then we should all have some really good ideas to use on him... Poor Mr. Hyde.." she said with mock sympathy. "He's going to be soooo embarrassed!" After all her guests had gone home Linda turned to look at Tom. He was still wearing the degrading pink bonnet and kneeling naked on the carpet. His face was wet from tears and nearly as red as his burning ass. There was a stack of wet diapers in a heap on the kitchen floor and the living room was a total mess. He had been thoroughly humiliated all day at her hands and the hands of her friends and she decided a little more gloating before she called it a night was in order. "Before I go home tonight I just want to let you know that I think it was real shitty of you to embarrass me the way you did a couple of weeks ago. You don't know it but you made me cry! I'll bet if you knew you were going to wind up being a slave in a couple of weeks that you'd have treated me a lot better. So, how does it feel being my slave? I don't feel one bit sorry for you, Mr. Hyde. You're getting just what you deserve and I'm just glad that I can be one of the people who are doing it to you." "This must be real embarrassing for you, huh? Being stripped and spanked in front of my girlfriends and jerking off and wearing baby clothes and stuff? I'm glad that it embarrasses you, because I think we should keep you like this for the rest of your life!" "Well, I gotta go now, but I just wanted you to know that I'm getting even with you and that I'm gonna do even worse stuff to you next week." With that, Linda got up to leave. She hesitated, then turned and walked right up beside Tom. Kneeling as he was on his hands and knees, his ass was still a perfect target. She reached way back and with a terrific swing gave him a very hard slap on his sensitive ass, causing him to jump and yell "Owwww!". "I'll see you next Saturday, Mr. Hyde. And so will my friends... and maybe even YOUR friends! Hahahaha! G'nite!" Even after she closed the door behind her Tom continued kneeling there staring at the floor. Very slowly he let himself collapse onto the rug with his face buried in his arms and he cried. He sobbed for about 10 minutes until, in complete exhaustion, he fell asleep. He awoke about midnight and managed to stumble into his bed- room. He still had the bonnet on his head and as he got into bed he noticed it and untied it and threw it onto the floor in the corner of his room. Both of his sheets were missing but he drew the blanket up under his chin and went back to sleep. He slept fitfully, tortured by erotic nightmares, until he awoke the next morning a little after 9:00. Tom showered and ate some breakfast. Per Linda's orders the previous night he washed all of the diapers and gathered up the bottles and toys and such and put them in the playpen which he wheeled into the spare bedroom, where it would be available the following week... He spent the day at home, scared to go outside, and equally scared to stay inside. A couple of times he saw Linda come outside and he feared that she might come over and visit with him, but she seemed to honor his day off. He watched as she talked to the two girls who had witnessed his humiliation the previous day. They seemed to be laughing and enjoying themselves and eventually Linda patted them on their backs and went back inside, apparently satisfied that all was well. Tom watched a little TV that night and went to bed early, this time with new sheets. It was his first normal day in nearly a week but he panicked when he thought of the morning and the beginning of a new week and his upcoming ordeals. If only he could find a way out of this trap, but it was utterly hopeless. In the morning he woke early but he dawdled over breakfast. He delayed going to work for as long as possible, but eventually the time came when he had to leave. Carol, Marie and Louise were all at their desks when he arrived. "How was your Saturday, Tom?" Marie chided. Tom blushed and sat at his desk. As he reached into his drawer to get a pencil he found one of the photographs of him taken on Saturday, on his back in the playpen. He winced when he saw the degrading baby bonnet on his head. His knees were lifted up and spread wide and he was masturbating with one hand and holding a nippled bottle with the other. His asshole was completely visible beneath his shaved crotch and a young hand could be seen holding onto one of his feet. "Looks like Linda had a pretty good time. I can't wait till it's my turn" she giggled mischievously. Louise didn't know what was going on but she suspected that the two younger women had been with Tom over the weekend. Most of the day was as normal as could be expected. Mrs. Peter- son arrrived at 9:00 and went out to visit a client just before lunch. Tom's nervousness caused him to make a couple of errors and Louise took the opportunity to pull him by the ear into Mrs. Peterson's office. She stripped and spanked him, this time in full view of the younger women. She made him crawl around the office naked on his hands and knees for a half hour while they answered phones and conducted business. He was petrified that someone might come in and see him that way, but after 30 minutes he was allowed to kneel in front of Louise and apologize for his mistakes, and then get dressed and back to his desk. Mrs. Peterson came back around 2:30 and once again got a nod of approval from Louise that all had gone well in her absence. At 5:00 Tommy got up to leave for home. "Say hello to Mrs. Whitford, Tommy!" Marie laughed as he walked out the door and down the stairs to his car. Mrs. Whitford was sitting in her usual spot on her front porch as he pulled into the driveway. He paused and looked at her expectantly for a moment but when she made no movement to acknowledge him he went inside his house. A couple of minutes later the telephone rang. Hesitantly he picked it up and said 'hello'. He heard Mrs. Whitford's cackling voice at the other end: "You remember what night this is, don't you Mr. Hyde? Take a shower and scrub yourself squeaky clean. And I mean EVERY- WHERE. I want you over here with your tools in half an hour, sharp!" After the phone clicked Tommy rushed about, taking his tools out of the closet in the spare bedroom while getting undressed. He showered quickly but thoroughly. He didn't want to give Mrs. Whit- ford any more of an excuse to be angry with him so he soaped his ass and crotch up several times and thoroughly dried himself before slipping on a pair of jeans and a pullover shirt. He walked outside and across the lawn to Mrs. Whitford's house. She was gone from the porch so he knocked on the door. She opened it and told him to come inside and put his toolbox on the floor by the closet. "Beverly gave me one of them pictures that Linda took of you on Saturday. My my! Looks like those girls sure had some fun with you!" "I'm not gonna do any of that stuff. I'm too old for that nonsense and besides, I got a lotta chores 'round here needs be taken care of. Stand right there and strip off all your clothes, boy. Everything! Hurry Up!" Although Tom was expecting this command, he still blushed at the thought of standing in Mrs. Whitford's hallway completely nude while she watched him. Her blue eyes smiled in her sharp, thin face as she stood there and appraised his smallish form. "Not a whole lot of meat there, but I guess you'll do." She read off a list of chores she wanted done, including simple little things like tightening up the loose screws in the handles of her cabinet drawers and putting some oil on the slider of her patio door. She also had him get a ladder and replace some light bulbs in the ceiling while she stood at the base of it and let her eyes, and her hands, run up and down his thighs and buttocks. When he finished these she gave him a bucket with some soapy water and a sponge and told him to scrub her kitchen floor on his hands and knees. She sat at the kitchen table, smoking cigarettes and admiring his ass as he moved around the floor. His next chore was cleaning the bathroom and she took the liberty of slapping his ass whenever she saw a spot he missed or felt he was slowing down. When he finally finished that chore she handed him a pair of old cloth gardening gloves and told him she wanted him outside in the backyard weeding her garden. When he paused a moment, staring out at the sunlit yard, she walked up and gave him two hard slaps on his ass and warned him: "Don't disobey me boy or I'll tell Beverly and you know what that'll mean! Nobody's gonna see you out there 'cept me, unless of course someone comes wanderin' into the yard, but that's not very likely. Get out there, now!" Tom opened the sliding glass door and walked out into the brightly lit yard, feeling more naked than he did in the house. For the next hour Mrs. Whitford sat in a lawn chair and watched Tom bending over her begonias and marigolds. She made him stand with his legs apart and knees only sightly bent and bend from the waist while he worked. She liked the way his ass jiggled as he tugged at the weeds and eventually a soft sheen of sweat built up on his skin. She let him sit down on the grass cross-legged during a five minute break while she reminded him about last week when he called her an old witch for cutting down one of his bushes. She told him that if she ever heard him talk that disrespectfully to a woman again she'd haul him out into the street and spank his bare ass to tears for the amusement of all his neighbors. At around 9:00 she told him he could go home for the night. She handed him his clothes in a ball and told him to tuck them under his arm and jump the fence to go home. Next week she wanted him to come over the same way, naked. He could leave his tools at her house. When Tom let himself in through his back door he showered and then climbed sorely into bed. This had been a hard week so far, and it was only Monday! The next morning Tom got into work a little early and was sitting at his desk when Carol and Marie walked in together. Marie seemed all excited. Although Carol's night was not until tomorrow, Marie had been coaching the younger girl and told her she wanted a full report of her first night with Tommy. She reminded her that even though she might have had a little crush on Tom before all this, that was all in the past. Tom was their slave now, and that's all he'd ever be, from now on. He was to be used for her own enjoyment without any regard for his own feelings, and he was to be punished, severely and quickly, for any mistakes, in order to train him properly for his life's role serving women. Tom sat at his desk listening as Marie told this all to Carol with- out any apparent regard for his presence. Tonight was Marie's night and he already knew she was going to be a real bitch. Louise walked in about ten minutes later and Mrs. Peterson arrived a little earlier than normal. She said she was going to have to leave at noontime and would be out for the rest of the week. Tom felt his heart sink as he noticed the little smile on Louise's face and saw Marie wink slyly at her. After Mrs. Peterson left at noontime, the three women just sat there and glanced at each other for a couple of minutes. It seemed they all knew what was on each other's minds, but nobody seemed willing to say anything. Finally Marie started giggling and when Carol joined her Louise simply said "Oh, shit. Why pretend? We all know what's gonna happen. Let's just do it..." She didn't even bother dragging Tommy into Mrs. Peterson's office. She made him strip down naked right there in front of all of them. When he stood there naked she made him spread his legs so they could get a really close look at his shaved crotch. She then bent him over Carol's desk and used a ruler to wail his ass till he was hopping from foot to foot and pleading for her to stop. The phones were ringing but the women were too busy to answer them. By the time Tom's hairless ass was a bright red, he was dancing a little jig and twisting away from each slap of the ruler. Louise finally stopped but left him bent over the desk, sni- ing. "What should we do with this bad little boy we have here?" she mockingly asked the other women. "Do you think he's been properly punished yet?" "No! No!" Marie and Carol both answered, laughing. Louise pushed all of the papers aside and made Tom climb right up and kneel on all fours on top of Carol's desk. She positioned him so he was facing outward with his ass pointed directly back at the young blonde, who sat there somewhat startled. A few slaps on his thighs with the ruler got him to spread his legs wide as he crouched there, his erection pointing straight out just an inch or so above Carol's desk. She told Tommy to keep his head down on the desk, between his two hands and handed Carol the ruler. "Every time he moves a muscle, hit him hard with this." "But what if someone comes in?" Carol asked, somewhat shakily. "Marie is sitting right by the door, she can see if anybody's com- ing up the stairs. Tom can hide underneath your desk until they leave. As long as Marie keeps her eyes peeled there shouldn't be a problem." For the next 20 minutes or so Tom knelt there while Carol talked on the phone and conducted business. Every once in awhile when Tom would shift his weight a little to take the stress off his knees Carol would give him a sharp slap or two with the ruler. "Stop fidgeting Mr. Hyde!" she warned him. But she would also reach out and cup his dangling balls, weighing them in her small hand, or lightly brush a piece of paper along the crack of his ass just to see him jump and to watch his stiff cock bob up and down, bouncing against her desktop. Once, Marie called out that two people were coming up the stairs and Tom started to panic and get down but she only laughed and said that she "must have been mistaken, sorry!" Carol seemed to be having difficulty talking on the phone and getting her work done so Louise eventually made Tom get down and crawl right in front of the door and kneel there with his ass pointed back towards the office. Louise told him to reach back between his legs with his right hand and to stroke himself while he knelt there. "I want you hard as long as you're there. If I look down and see you soft, or if you cum, I swear I'll call downstairs and invite the girls from Dr. Sorenson's office up here to see you. I'm sure they'd get a good laugh out of this. If you don't believe me, you just try me!" Tom reached back between his legs and grabbed hold of his cock. It was already hard and sticking out straight but he began very lightly stroking it to make sure it stayed that way. He had to be careful to stop occasionally in order not to cum, but he managed to keep himself stiff for the next half hour or so while the women got back to work. His teeth were chattering and his hips wiggled a little in small circles as he kept himself near the edge, terrified of cumming, but nevertheless feeling a perverse desire to keep himself as close to the edge as possible. The thought of the women in Doctor Sorenson's office seeing him humiliated like this both terrified him and at the same time made the base of his penis throb in a perverse manner, as he imagined them staring down at him this way and laughing. Finally, Louise let him put his clothes back on and get back to work, but she warned him not to make any more mistakes. As the time approached 5:00 Marie seemed to get more and more anxious. She had invited a couple of her friends over for a few drinks and a few laughs and she could barely wait for the evening to begin. When it was finally time to go home she told Tom not to bother going home first but to follow her home in his car. He followed her to a small house close to the center of town. They parked on the street, opened a chain link fence and walked through the short front yard onto the porch and into the house. It was moderately but tastefully furnished, with a TV and a stereo in the living room, a very small den with a couple of chairs and an aquarium on a stand, and a good size eat-in kitchen. She shared the place with her roommate, Donna, who she said should be home shortly. Not wasting any time, Marie sat down on the sofa in the living room, crossed her legs sexily, and smiled at Tommy. "So, what do you think of the place, Tom?" "It's v-very nice." Tom replied, looking around nervously. "Why don't you take your shoes and socks off, and remove your pants while you're at it." Tom sat down on a chair and slowly untied his shoes and removed them. Then he pulled his socks off and placed them in the shoes and tucked them behind the chair. Marie watched him, smiling, as she sat there bouncing one shapely stockinged leg on her knee and bit at the end of one of her fingernails. When Tom stood up and undid his belt buckle she leaned forward in her chair, her eyes shining, biting a little at her lower lip. She made no attempt to hurry him along, preferring instead to enjoy his discomfort as he lowered his pants to the floor, then stepped out of them. He wasn't allowed to wear underpants anymore so when he kicked his pants aside he stood there staring down at the floor, looking silly in just his shirt and tie. She made him stand there in her living room and play with him- self until he got hard, then told him to turn around and bend over and rub his ass for her. As he was doing this there was a sound on the porch and the front door opened. A young woman in her mid- twenties, wearing a short black skirt and a blazer walked into the house carrying a bag of groceries. When she saw Tom and what he was doing she gasped and then giggled: "You're early! This must be Tom, I presume? I recognize him from that tape we watched last week." Donna put the bag of groceries down on a table and Marie made Tom walk over to her, shake her hand and introduce himself to her. She was really pretty! Only about 5 foot 1, with light blonde hair and a really cute figure. He blushed as he saw her eyes staring down at his bare legs and stiff penis hanging just below the bottom of his white shirt and striped tie. "Nice to meet you, Tom. Why don't you take your tie off and make yourself comfortable?" Tom glanced at Marie who nodded at him and said: "You're to do anything that Donna or anyone else in this house tells you to do. Do you understand?" "Y-yes, Marie." He answered, looking down. "Look at me when I'm talking to you! I want to make sure you understand what I just said. In this house you're our slave. You're to do whatever we say, immediately and without question. If we have guests over you are to obey them instantly too. Do you understand that Tommy?" "Y-yes, Marie." "And don't call me Marie in here. You're to address me as M'am. The same goes for Donna. Do you understand?" "Y-yes... M'am". "That's better, now take off your shirt and tie. I'm sure Donna would like to get a better look at your body. Let her play with you if she wants to. When she's through with you I want you to take a shower and shave. When you've finished that go into the bedroom. I have a few things laid out for you. We'll be having some company over tonight and I want you to look nice for them." "Y-yes, M'am" Tommy replied as he began removing his tie, then unbuttoned and removed his shirt to stand completely naked before the two young women. "Oh! I love how you shaved him! It's so cute!" "That wasn't me. That was that young girl, Linda, that I told you about. Remember the one in the movie? Beverly sent me a couple of pictures that Linda and her friends took on Saturday. I just got them today. Look what those girls did to him!" Donna put her hand over her mouth and gasped as she saw the pictures that Marie showed her. She kept glancing back and forth from the pictures to Tom, shaking her head and snorting. "Looks like we've got a long way to go to beat that! But we'll sure have fun trying!" Marie picked up the bag of groceries from the table and carried them into the kitchen while Donna made Tom put his hands on his head and slowly turn around in front of her. She told him to stop when his back was towards her and she then used both of her hands to slap and then grab onto his two asscheeks. She held them tightly and squeezed the yielding flesh between her fingers while she moaned, happily. She then gave him a playful slap on the rump and told him where the shower was. Tom turned on the water and got into the shower. As he was soaping himself up Marie walked into the bathroom and slid back the curtain. She was completely nude and, to Tom's surprise, she stepped into the tub next to him and closed the curtain. After all those months of sneaking peaks at her and Carol in the office he was dumbfounded to see her stark naked and in the shower with him! She took the soap and lathered up a facecloth. She scrubbed Tom's back with it and then used her soapy hand to clean between his legs from behind. She could feel his dick sticking out and up like a pole as she rubbed her soapy hands on his ass and balls. Tommy was shivering. When she handed him the washcloth and soap and turned her back to him he just stood there for a moment, looking at her naked form; her dark wet hair on her shoulders and the curve of her waist and ass. "Well, are you going to soap me up or are you just going to stare at me?" she teased. Tom soaped up the washcloth and began rubbing her shoulders and back. Slowly he worked his way down to the small of her back and, holding his breath, he hesitantly rubbed at her luscious round ass. "Mmmmm" she cooed. "That feels so nice. I'm gonna like having you around here every Tuesday!" Marie turned around and let him soap up her breasts and stom- ach. She took the cloth back from him and scrubbed his chest, then told him to turn around and lean his hands against the shower wall while she scrubbed his ass hard. They both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. Marie handed him a towel then took another and began patting herself dry. Just then Donna walked in with a towel wrapped around her tiny nude body. When she let the towel drop to the floor and prepared to step into the shower Tom couldn't help but let a small moan escape as his eyes feasted on her gorgeous body. She looked back a little startled and giggled "Why, thank you!" then stepped into the tub and closed the curtain. Marie and Tom patted themselves dry as they walked out of the bathroom and into Marie's bedroom. In spite of all the previous day's humiliations, Tom felt on top of the world. That euphoria was short lived as he stopped dead in his tracks and looked with horror at what was laid out on the bed. Surely not for him! Please God, those couldn't be for him to wear! Marie saw him staring at the bed with his jaw hanging and said "Those are your clothes for tonight, Tommy. Aren't they great? I'll help you get into them!" "Oh please, Marie. Please don't do this to me! Don't make me wear those things... especially if there are other people coming over! Please!" He was begging her pitifully as he gazed in horror at the garter belt and nylon stockings! There was also a little white maid's cap... and nothing more! "P-l-e-a-s-e!" he whined, his shoulders shaking. Marie looked at him with a mischievous little gleam in her eyes and told him that he was going to be wearing those clothes tonight and that was final! She grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the end of the bed. She sat him down, picked up one of the stockings and slowly began working it over his right foot and up his leg. It stopped at about mid-thigh. Tommy sobbed silently as Marie repeated the process with the other stocking. She then made him stand up and step into the lacy black garter belt. She worked it up to his waist and then snapped the garters onto the tops of the stockings. Tommy could see himself in the dresser mirror and he was shamed beyond belief to see what they looked like on him. Marie, on the other hand, was delighted with the effect and smiled broadly. She picked up the hair dryer and spent a few minutes drying and then combing his brown hair, then picked up the starched white maid's cap and fastened it onto his head with two bobby pins. She then grabbed a large pair of high heeled shoes that Tom hadn't no- ticed before and steadied him as she slipped one onto each foot. Surprisingly they were the right size, though a little narrow, and Tom wobbled a bit as he tried getting used to the balance.