A New Way Of Life Part 2

"Wow! It smells great, Carine. Do you want your surprise?"

Excitedly, I said, "Yes! Yes! What is it?"

"Come with me," he said, as he grabbed my hand, pulled me into the kitchen, and sat me in one of the wooden chairs. Everett moved my hair out of way, as he started to kiss my neck, making my eyes roll back into my head. Suddenly, he wrenched my arms behind my back and then I felt cold metal on my wrist, as handcuffs were locked on me. I was stuck; the cuffs were looped through the back of the chair. Next, Everett tied my legs, spread wide, to the kitchen chair. I couldn't move and I was scared of what he was going to do to me. He flipped my old, black skirt over my hips and worked down my black, lace thong. I couldn't talk; only watch what he was doing.

Everett pulled out a pink tube, close to the color of skin, with a small ring at the base of the tube. He opened the ring, grabbed my sissy clit, and put the ring around my balls. The ring had two small cups that pushed my balls tight against my body. The tube went over the top side of my sissy clit, pushing it down and back. The top of the tube attached to the bottom of the ring and was locked. After locking the mechanism, Everett placed the key on a necklace he was wearing.

I looked up at him and stammered, "Why?"

"Carine, I don't want that little clit of yours pointing up at me. How are you going to pee, were you going to ask? Just like every other girl; you'll sit to pee. You will wear this until you no longer get hard. Sissy sluts live for the cock, they don't have one."

Everett then brought me a glass of water and two pills, "Open up, Carine."

I did, out of fear. The look on his face at that moment had me afraid that he'd slap me across the face if I didn't. Everett placed the pills on my tongue, and tilted the glass back, washing down the pills.

"You will take these twice a day," Everett said while looking at me. "Don't miss any or I will know." He set the bottle of pills on the table and untied me.