Forced to be Feminine

insolence in speaking out of turn at our first meeting, he was from this moment to be my full time slave and as such would assume a feminine role within my household, the last two weeks had been preparing him for his new life, from this moment on he would be become a she and would be known by a female name, his look of terror showed how much he struggled to comprehend this and he tried desperately to speak through his gag. I wanted that fear to stay with him and I quickly replaced his hood and left him for the night.
Thursday

I didn't rush down in the morning, the longer 'she' had to wait the more her concerns would rise, I chose my clothes carefully, a long fishtail leather dress did two things, the leather showed my dominance whilst the restriction of the dress heightened my feminine side, a real contradiction! I had also found a beautiful pair of full length soft leather gloves and a pair of high heeled shoes with steel tips to the heels, I put my hair up and looked in the mirror, a stunning dominant lady looked back at me! I picked up a leather flogger and I was ready to face my new sub.

The heels had the desired effect, I took my time crossing the shop listening to the metallic click of the heels as I slowly approached 'her', I knew that her hood would increase the sense of anticipation as she could hear but not see my approach, I ran the soft leather of the flogger over her hood and back, she mumbled into her gag unable to discern what was happening and who was beside her

I stood beside her, at this moment I felt so powerful, she was totally under my control and I could do anything of my choosing! I took of her hood so that she could see me and more importantly the flogger, she looked very frightened both by my appearance and obviously by the flogger.

She needed to understand that I was her domme so I gave her a few strokes with the flogger, just hard enough to sting and to give her a little pain, I then untied her and removed her gag, she stretched