Cross dressed slavery

Well, Leena said, do we have a deal? I was confused, they had not discussed the dress at all. I looked past them at the full length mirror there. I could barely recognize myself. I tried to move the black ovoid that was gagging me, but it was wedged between my red lips. I closed my eyes carefully, feeling the weight of the mascara on my lashes, and opened them again. I was still there, dressed in the tightest of sweaters, the halo of angora fuzz surrounding my pointed breasts, my shoulders (pulled backwards by the handcuffs), even the gathered turtleneck which came almost to my chin. I felt dizzy. The Japanese and Leena were discussing something, but the words sounded garbled and far away. I shifted on my high heels. Leena gestured with her hand, and helped me to step down off the platform. One of the Japanese stepped forward and ran his hand over the dress. I shivered at his touch. The black woman laughed, she was standing off to the side, grinning wickedly. I could see through the loose weave of her sweater either a black bra, or her dark breasts showing through. The effect was very exciting, but I also felt strangely jealous. Leena was fixing something to my neck, and I heard a distinct snap. I looked in the mirror and saw a collar, as well as a leash hanging down between my breasts.

So it’s settled, Leena announced, this one for $10,000, with a buyout option of 200 thousand. I looked at her trying to make sense of what was going on. Leena smiled, and continued her sales pitch: The beauty of this slave is that he is not a willing subject, but his natural desires, to be dressed like a woman, and especially to be dressed like this, in sweaters and wool, are already overwhelming his resistance. The initial dosage will take full affect in about ten minutes, but until then you can all relish the look of fear in his lovely dark eyes. And, she laughed, you can feel his body betraying him. She reached out and stroked my hard manhood through the sweater, through the tights. I felt hot and wet down there, and uncontrollably my penis bucked at her touch.