The Violation

The mail man delivered the package. I placed it on the table and unwrapped the brown paper that covered the shoe box. I removed the lid and read the note on the top of the contents.

“You will wear these when you come to the address below at 9.00pm Wednesday, Understand Charlie, do not disappoint me!!” I read the words with dread knowing that I would comply as instructed.

I placed the note on the table and slowly started to go through the contents of the box.

There were a number of sealed plastic bags, and I opened and emptied the contents of the first onto the table. It contained cord and a piece of paper. I read what was the instructions on how to tie the scrotum and separate each testicle using the cord. I grimaced as I read it.

I opened the next bag which revealed a pair of what the instructions called nipple grabber claws. I pressed one of the steel pencil shaped objects and four tiny spring tensioned claws emerged.

I swallowed drily as I opened the third bag. The contents were razors and perfumes with instructions to make myself hairless from the neck down and smothered with the perfume for the meeting.

The final bag contained a tiny black posing pouch, set of hand cuffs, masked hood and a ball gag with the instructions stating to be wearing the pouch and bringing the rest in the bag.

I stared at the objects on the table, my mind searching for a way out of this nightmare, but I could not come up with one. I realised once more that the only option was to obey Sarah,s demands.

The following day was Wednesday and early evening I began what I was putting off all day and stood naked in the shower, soaped my body and began shaving the hair from my torso and limbs.

Every stroke of the razor removed both my body hair and also my self esteem. I felt as if I was emasculating myself as the hair fell on the shower tray.

Finally done, I rinsed myself off and towelled myself as I walked to the bedroom, and as I entered I saw myself in the full length mirror. …it was me, but was not me. I stared at my now naked hairless body with the exception of my scalp.

I suddenly realised there was something feminine about a smooth body…and I had been made to make my body like that!!!

I felt the stunned confusion in my mind again as I stared at my nakedness but was brought back to horrid reality when I saw the time was now 8.15pm. I knew it was a thirty minute drive to the address Sarah had chosen and shaving myself had took far longer than I had envisioned.

I moved to the bed where I had left all the contents of the box and picked up the length of cord and began binding the base of my now bald scrotum as the instructions said, followed by separating my testicles before tying the ends off. I felt the discomfort of my trapped exposed balls that showed the difference in size between the two.

Next I used the powerful smelling feminine perfume on myself before putting on the black posing pouch.

I then pressed the nipple grabber claw to expose the prongs placed it over my nipple and released the tension slowly. The claw grabbed my nipple and the pain was electric…I gasped at the sensation, but carried on with the second so my nipples were in this tormenting contraption.

I gingerly dressed trying to prevent too much friction between my shirt and the clamps.

Nearly 8.30pm, so I headed to my car dressed as ordered, for the journey.

I turned into the dark gravel floored desolate area that is used as parking for ramblers and dog walkers who use the surrounding forest during the day.

My headlights lit up Sarah,s car at the far end and I parked behind her.