Danielle Comes Alive (Closed)

[garajd]

Alan Carter heard the car pull into his garage. Once it was completely inside, he closed the door and stepped in front of the car. The young man exited his car, dressed in jeans, t-shirt, and sandals, and if he had followed the instructions, a pair of white bikini briefs.

He will be with Alan for the next week, transforming into his live-in girlfriend, a fantasy that both men were excited about.

Waiting until the young man approached, holding out his hand with a single command, "Keys."

By handing over your car keys, you accept that you are mine for the next week, and will be completely submissive to my direction.

 

[alteroticego]

I reach out with a sweaty, trembling hand, and drop the keys into your palm. Our eyes meet briefly before mine dart down at the ground, indicating my submission. A wave of memories flash through my mind. First it was the erotic emails we'd exchanged, then it was text messages, where you had slowly picked into my mind. Eventually we'd engage in phone sex from time to time. It didn't take long before my will was worn down and you finally convinced me to come and spend my week vacation as your girlfriend.

Here I was, standing next to my car parked in your closed driveway, the keys in your hand. I'd finally gone through with it! It was both thrilling and scary at the same time. The bottom dropped out of my stomach as my imagination went wild, wondering what the next week would hold.

I continued to stand in front of you, head lowered in submission, eyes averted from yours. The hair slowly raised on the back of my neck, and my skin formed goosebumps.

 

[garajd]

Taking your keys, observing the submission of your posture, we are off to a good start to our week of transformation.

"Danielle, please go into the house, down the hall into the first room on your right. When you get there, strip down to your briefs, and wait for me. I will be there in a few minutes and begin your instruction."

 

[alteroticego]

"Yes, sir," I half whisper in my best feminine voice.

I look through the doorway leading out of the garage and down the hallway you indicated. I steady myself before taking the first few steps in that direction. I'm doing my best to control my apprehension of the unknown, but it's sort of a double edged sword because the anticipation is so arousing too! I feel my body trembling and my palms sweating, but how much is from apprehension and how much is from the anticipation? It's anybody's guess.

Nevertheless, I slowly walk down the hall, taking in all I can...the sights, the sounds, the scent of the house. I reach the doorway you indicated and walk inside. I find myself in a large bathroom with several large mirrors on the wall, a large bathtub, and a counter top with two sinks. Having taken it all in, I obey your command. It won't take me long to do it either being that I'm not wearing much. In no time, there I am, standing in the middle of the bathroom in a pair of white bikini briefs, my clothing and sandals filed in a neat stack in the corner of the bathroom.

 

[garajd]

Standing at the bathroom door, taking in your nearly naked body . . . this is going to be an exciting week, I can tell already. "Alright, Danielle, please remove your briefs." Watching as yo take a deep breath, then expose your naked body to me.

"I am going to the den and watch the football game. You are to take a shower with the shower gel I have left for you. In the cabinet over the sink, you will find a razor. You are to shave all the hair from your genital area. I expect my lovers to be clean shaven."

"Once you have showered and shaved, please go to the bedroom across the hall. You will find clothing to put on and then find me in the den."

In the bedroom you will find, thigh-high white sheer stockings, a white nearly nude thong, and sheer white nightie and a white sheer robe.

 

[alteroticego]

I'd taken the liberty of doing a few things right before arriving, one of them being the removal of all my body hair except for a small symbolic patch over my belly button. The other things I'd taken care of were a French manicure and pedicure, and having my eyebrows arched. Nevertheless, I did as I was told and went to the cabinet. There were clear instructions. Use the hair removal creme and rinse it off in the shower. Fill the bath portion with very hot water and the ENTIRE contents of the bubble bath...then get inside. (The hot water will open my pores and absorb the scent all the more). I opened the bottle of bubble bath and sniffed. It was something very feminine and girly...virginal. I looked at the label and it said...

 

[garajd]

'Allow the bubble bath oils to mingle with the hot water in the tub for five minutes before entering the tub; this will allow the ingredients to dilute properly so that your body will be completely encased in these body purifying and intoxicating oils and scents.'

I know that once you have completed the bath, your transformation will have begun; your body will feel like a new person . . . soft, soft skin . . . slight vanilla scent that is my favorite, and will draw my to you . . .

I have arranged the bathroom in such a way that I can 'spy' on you while you are bathing . . . making sure you are following direction . . . and, honestly, wondering if, in fact, you will become the 'girl' I am wanting.

Peeking into the bathroom, I see your naked body sliding into the water, allowing it to cover you completely from neck to toe . . .

 

[alteroticego]

As I slide into the water the heat stings my skin, but I endure it, knowing that it will do its job perfectly. Once I get accustomed to the water I relax and let the scented bubbles do their magic on my skin. The scent is already intoxicating and I feel a stir in my groin.

I give the bubbles a good twenty or twenty-five minutes to work. By then, I figure my skin will be thoroughly saturated with the girly scent. I get myself out of the tub slowly so as not to give myself a head rush that comes after soaking in hot water for so long. I dry myself off with a plush towel, wrap it around myself like a girl would, and quickly cross the hall into the next room.

There in the room it looks like you've thought of everything. Next to the clothes is another note with a bottle of lotion that matches the scent of the bubble bath. I sit down on the edge of the bed holding my legs in a feminine pose. I slowly begin to apply the scented lotion to my body. First up one leg, then the other...I apply it evenly to my whole body until I am engulfed in the scent.

By now my clit, which is 8" and cut is fully erect and I look down at it contemplating what the best way to hide it would be. I want you to be the only one with a bulge...there can only be one real man this week, which means I must be the girl in every way to the best of my ability.

I sit there for a moment and try to let it get soft again. It takes a few moments, but eventually it does soften up and I quickly tuck it as best I can before slipping on the panties. Next I gently take the thigh high stockings and pull them up my silky legs. I notice that the thigh highs have cute bows at the top...I feel my clitty strain. Once my stockings were on, I quickly put on the sheer nightie, which is just long enough to cover my clit and booty, leaving my sexy stockinged legs exposed. Lastly, I put on the robe.

I stand before the mirror beholding my sexy, feminized, scented body. The silky material of the outfit feels exhilarating against my smooth skin and I feel so...GIRLY...so...HELPLESS...and so SUBMISSIVE.

The last thing to do was to apply some lipstick...then I headed down the hall, taking short, sexy steps toward the den...

 

[garajd]

Looking up as you enter the den, "Jesus, Danielle, you look wonderful."

I can see the bulge of your clit straining against the thong. "Turn around for me; let me see what my baby girl looks like."

Admiring what I am going to enjoy this week, what you will also enjoy is my watching your clitty explode . . . but only when and where I give you permission. As we got acquainted over the phone, I have come to enjoy the sound of your voice when you cum . . . and now that I have you here, you will give me some joy and satisfaction in seeing you cum for me . . .

"Take the robe off for now; I want more of you exposed to me as you move around . . . whether you feel comfortable or not, that is what I want."

 

[alteroticego]

"Yes, sir," I whisper in my girly voice.

I slide the robe off and lay it aside over the back of a nearby chair. You see my shape fully exposed to you as I stand daintily before you in my sheer white thigh highs and matching nightie. I feel so virginal.

Not knowing what to do with myself, I decide to approach you sitting on the couch. Very slowly, and with a slight switch in my step I walk toward you, watching your eyes voraciously devour my image. When I reach the couch I turn and sit down next to you...very closely. You feel the brush of my soft body, and my girly scent fills your nostrils...

 

[garajd]

"Stand up, Danielle," I say with just a bit of an edge to my voice. "You are not to be sitting or making yourself comfortable unless you have asked permission." As much as I enjoy the scent and sensation of you next to me, this week is all about your submitting to me and my direction.

"Go to the room where you got dressed. Wait for me there; I will be in shortly and hand out the appropriate discipline for your familiarity."

 

[alteroticego]

I put on my best pouty lips, but reply, "Yes, sir."

I think to myself, I wanted to be the best girlfriend he's had and I've already done something that requires a punishment. Nevertheless, I get up very softly and head toward the room, knowing full well you are ogling me the whole time. Part of me wants to chance a look over my shoulder to see the lust in your eyes, but I don't. I simply make my way to the room and stand in the middle of the floor...my heart thumping...

 

[garajd]

Giving you time to walk to the bedroom, and stand there for a moment, I step into the room to find you standing in the middle of the room, a look of apprehension on your face. As much as I want to enjoy this week, one of the primary understandings is that you will be completely submissive and obedient to me . . . something we both want and have agreed to.

"Bend over the bed, Danielle." I'm not sure what you expected in the way of discipline this week, or if there would be any . . . but my house, my rules.

Lifting what little of the nightie still covers your ass, I can't help but smile at the sight before me . . . a gorgeous ass that is mine for the week, and a thong full of balls between your thighs.

Sliding my hand up and down for ass as you are bent over before me, I lift my hand and smack you smartly, once on each cheek with a bit of a sting. "I'm going back to the den, Danielle. You may join me once you are ready."

Walking out of the bedroom with a raging hard-on in my slacks.

 

[alteroticego]

A thrill of adrenaline firm in my gut, and my clit pulses. But it quickly fades as you walk out the door...I straighten up and feel...violated...and it was a thrill!

I collect myself, reminding myself of the rules...the ones we'd agreed upon. "True submission is given freely by the one submitting." I guess I'll just have to try harder because I'd hate for him to lose out on any fun time.

I walk sexily back to the den and notice you are back on the couch. I approach you with my head bowed, and stand before you waiting to be acknowledged...

 

[garajd]

"Please sit beside me, Danielle."

As you settle into the couch beside me, I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you close to me, kissing you on the forehead. "I'm sorry I had to do that; but maybe that will be the only reminder you need this week of your place in my house."

Removing my hand from around you shoulder and laying in on your thigh, "You have such soft skin, Danielle."

 

[alteroticego]

"Why, thank you, sir. I did my best so that you'd be pleased with my body." I snuggle more into you, smelling your cologne. "Is there something I could do to make you more comfortable, sir? Perhaps a snack if you are hungry, or something else?"

 

[garajd]

"Perhaps a salad. You will find all of the necessary items in the refrigerator. I prefer a small amount of bleu cheese dressing on the side, with a few crackers. Please ask if you have any questions."

Watching you hurry off to the kitchen, I return to watching the final minutes of the game I was viewing earlier. I know that my touch on your thigh brought about another erection of your clitty . . . I will allow you to take care of that . . . later.

 

[alteroticego]

As I scurry into the kitchen my body is thrilled by the feel of your arm around me, the secure feeling of snuggling into you, and the brush of your warm hand on my thigh. I can feel my clit pulsating between my inner thighs. I'd never been in such close proximity to a man, but it felt wonderful! And now I get the chance to prepare a snack andfeed the man that was making me his own.

I quickly got to work on the salad so as not to keep you waiting, yet making sure the salad was prepared to your liking. Having finished it, and being satisfied with the presentation, I walk sexily back into the room, standing before you in my sheer lingerie and thigh highs. I present the salad to you. "Prepared just as you like, sir."

 

[garajd]

"Thank you, Danielle." Accepting the salad from you and setting it on the end table beside me, I reach out and lift the front of your nightie, exposing your aroused clit straining against your thong.

Yes, your are my sub, and are totally under my direction and control, but that doesn't mean that I can't enjoy the finer things in life . . . such as a hard cock right in front of me. Reaching out, I run my fingers up and down your clit, causing you to shiver . . . "Do you find the thong to be restricting, Danielle?"

 

[alteroticego]

While my body shivers in reaction to your caress, before I can speak, my mind quickly told back to one of the last things you said to me on the phone. "Danielle, I'm going to let you keep your clit and balls for the week...that is, unless it becomes a problem. If you stay getting an attitude, or if there appears to be more than one male in this relationship you'll need an attitude adjustment." While I knew the statement was certainly not meant to be literal, it stuck in my mind as perspective. You are the man, I'm the girl.

"Sir, these panties are restrictive, but they do help keep me girly...and that's a good thing. But I don't get to make such decisions. You're the man of the house."

 

[garajd]

"I realize that the thong will take some getting used to . . . it is much more restrictive than what you are used to, I am sure. You may go back to your changing room. In the dresser drawer - top right - you will find a selection of panties. Find a pair that you think will be more comfortable and bring them out here. If I approve of your choice, I will allow you to change . . . in front of me."

 

[alteroticego]

I acknowledge your command and hurry off to the room. As I look through the panty drawer I don't think I'll find anything quite as sexy as what I have on. But I need to be an obedient girl. After seeing everything in there I finally settle on a pair. As I go to close the drawer something catches my eye...it's a length of inch wide white ribbon. An idea comes to me and I grab that too.

I come walking back into the room and stand before you. I present the pair of panties I've selected. It's a pair of white, sheer, high waisted panties with a lace accent around the top and a small bow in the front. "Perhaps you'd like me to wear these, sir. But if you don't, and you'd like me to be free for the moment I brought this."

I show you the ribbon. "I could tie this ribbon in a nice bow around my...balls (I blushed). It will help remind me that it's a clit."

 

[garajd]

"That is an excellent idea, Danielle. Please proceed."

I keep reminding myself that you are mine for the week, that you are here to serve me . . . that you are here to satisfy me in any way that I desire. And right now, that satisfaction is visual . . . and fucking erotic. I can only imagine what this is doing to you . . . exposing yourself to someone else's control.

The aroused state of your clit tells me that you are indeed very turned on by our interaction so far . . . wondering how long we can continue this little game until the pressure on your balls becomes so intense that you must have some relief!!

 

[alteroticego]

I set the panties and ribbon down next to you on the couch and then strike a feminine pose. I put my feet together and then slowly slide down the waistband of the thong that I'm wearing. In an instant I let it drop around my feet. I hold that pose for a second, allowing you to take it in. Next I bend one knee slightly as I rub one of my stockinged feet along the inside of the other calf. After a few seconds I lift up one foot, thong dangling from my toes, and retrieve it with my hand. I struggle to maintain control of myself as I know I'm probably driving you wild by the huge bulge in your pants...my own clit is rock hard and holding up the front of my nightie like a tent.


I set the thong down and grab the ribbon. Gently lifting up the front of my nightie, I fully expose my clit and balls. Next I carefully tie the white ribbon around my balls...just right enough to stay on...and tying a nice bow in the front so that when I stand before you with my legs closed you can just see my erect clit under the nightie, and a large bow beneath it, concealing my balls, and giving it an overall feminine look.

"Do you like it, sir?" I ask, making brief eye contact before looking longingly at the bulge in your pants.

 

[garajd]

Subconsciously rubbing the bulge in my slacks as I look at your clit . . . stiff with precum dripping from the slit and shining in the light coming in the window; your balls, although covered by the ribbon, delightfully full and gorgeous.

Our conversations on the phone have been most explicit . . . even before we reached the point of meeting and you becoming submissive to me. Both of us are very oral in our sexual activities and would frequently bring the other to orgasm on the phone by describing how we would attack the other's cock with our mouths. Ultimately, we came to the realization that you were the submissive one and openly desired to be fucked . . which I was only to happy to provide . . . and we both know that is where we will end up tonight . . . and for several days to come this week.

However , , , for now . . . what do I really desire from you . . . my mind is racing . . .

I reach out and wrap my fingers around your clit, smearing the precum over the head and down your shaft . . .