The seventeenth part of my adventure in becoming a TV / Sissy

The following week I got everything Holger wanted me to buy. I got some more fishnet stockings, all the other clothes he had told me to buy and all toys he ordered me to buy. I went to a sexshop after work and left like ~650€ there that day, but that was o.k. because I had saved some money in the last months.

Friday afternoon he wrote me a message, that he would be coming at 11:00 pm.

I showered, shaved and got myself ready.

I wore some pink fishnets, the skirt out of cloth I had bought (it was a black, mini-skirt out of cotton and polyester), the underbust corset out of wetlook and a grey coat out of cloth, which ended shortly above my knees.

Of course I wore my wig, heels, collar and the cage, too. I still had the cage on every day when I got home from work and just took it off in the morning before going to work. After I was done with everything I lubed up my asshole and inserted the plug with the jewelry on the back end (it was purple). After inserting the plug, I took a black pantie and got it on.

As I was getting ready I really got nervous, because I was not aware what would happen tonight. I wanted to fulfill Holgers demands, but was not sure if I would be able to do so. Especially the fifth point of his demands (see part fourteen) was worrying me, but I hoped that Holger would go easy on me and would increase the intensity of his demands with time.

At 11:00 Holger came and again he sat down on my couch and got comfortable, after I had let him in. He asked me what I had bought from the list and I answered him, that I had gotten everything. He ordered me to get the kitchen safe and my socks and boxer-shorts. I got it and he put all of them inside, setting the lock to monday morning 6:00 am.

He was satisfied with me and started to look at me from head to toe. He mustered me and I had to lift the skirt, had to show him my cage and my plug.

After he was done looking at me, he ordered me to change. I asked him, what he wanted me to wear and he answered me, that I would be doing a little catwalk for him with different combinations of my new and old clothes.

After about two hours we were done and I had worn about 10 different combinations of my clothes. Holger was again satisfied and told me, that he liked all my new outfits. For the rest of the night, he ordered me to wear black fishnets, the wetlook underbust corsett, the mini-skirt and the coat out of cloth. And of course all the rest like heels, wig,...

After about five minutes I was ready and went back to the living room.

Holger sat on the couch and had some leather-cuffs in his hands. He told me, that there were two of them for my wrists and two of them for my ankles. He handed me the cuffs and I got them on.

After I was finished Holger got two small chains out of his backpack and ordered me to sit down next to him.

I did. He began to fasten one of the chains at the cuff on my right foot. He took one end of the chain and put it through the ring on the cuff. After that he started to pull it under the sole of my heel. He wrapped the chain one time around the middle of my foot, so that the chain was going round my foot once and crossing the sole twice. After that he took the end of the chain and led it back to the ring. He wrapped the chain around the ring, too and used a little metall lock to fasten both ends together. He ordered me to walk a bit.

After two minutes I was odered to sit back down again. He opened the lock and pulled the chain tighter this time, because he thought I had to much space and would be able to slip out of my heel, without opening the lock.

After I walked again for two minutes he was satisfied and proceeded to fasten the other chain at the other cuff on my left foot.

As he was done he ordered me to go into my bedroom and to stay there, until he calls me.

I did as he wanted and sat down on my bed. I waited for maybe five or ten minutes, until he came in and told me to come out.

"Do you want to know where the keys for the locks are?", he asked me and I answered positively.

"You may search them and I will give you a hint, too. They are not in this appartment and not in the hallway of the rest of the house. And of course not in any other appartment."

I asked him, how I was supposed to find them, if I only knew, that they were outside of the house I was living in. I was living right in the middle of the small city and there were like hundreds of possible spots where they could be hidden.

Holger told me, that he would accompany me, while I was searching and that he would maybe give me some more hints from time to time.

I was nervous, because I did not want to get caught, but as it was about 2:30 am right then, I told me it would be ok.

Holger told me to go out and followed me, swinging the key ring, which contained the key for my car, the house, my mail, the appartment, the cellar,...

Together we left the appartment and walked downstairs to the rear-exit of the house I was living in. The rear-exit led to a small courtyard, where some cars were parked. I walked between the cars and looked down at the floor, to see if there were some keys laying somewhere, but holger just said "cold" and walked off. I followed him.

The courtyard and the street next to the house I was living in, where connected through some kind of archway. We left the courtyard and walked side by side down the street away from the house.

With every step I got more and more nervous, because I feared that someone who was walking home from some friday-night outgoing, would pass us.

Holger remarked, that my step got slower and that I started to look in every possile direction.

In the middle of the street he stopped and ordered me to come closer. He opened the buttons of the coat and opened the coat, so that the underbust corsett was viewable. After that he took out some clamps and set them on my nipples.

He told me to be proud for what I am and not to hesitate and not to fear getting caught.

I was kind of baffled, because I was sure it was not that obious, that I was afraid of this.

We continued to walk and the coat stayed popped open. I tried not to think to much, but after about some minutes I again walked slower and looked around.

Again we stopped and he came towards me. He got out another metal-lock and fastened the cuffs on my wrists behind my back. Afterwards he took out a leash and fastened it on the ring of my collar.

He began to walk fast and I was following him, trying not to stumble. A few minutes later we reached a park-area and entered it. It was quite dark and I relaxed a bit, because I thought that there was nobody walking through the park at night.

We stopped at a bench and Holger sat down. I was told to stand in front of him.

For some minutes he looked at me and said nothing. I felt a little weird, because I did not know, what was coming next.

"What are you?", he asked me out of nothing and I was not sure, what he wanted to hear and so I asked him, what the best possible answer would be.

He smiled and told me: "The best answer would possibly be: 'I am a fucking sissy whore'."

I repeated what holger said and he smiled even more. "Say it again, but louder this time."

I repeated it, louder than before, but Holger was not satisfied with it. He demanded me to be louder and louder. All in all I repeated the sentence five or six times and at the end I was really shouting it in the middle of the park.

Holger was satisfied after that and asked me if I wanted to go home now.

I answered, that I still needed to find the keys to the locks.

"You are really a dumb bitch", he told me, "Do you think I would hide some keys somewhere outside?"

I was kind of shocked, because he had tricked me, but all in all I was glad, that I don't had to search the keys.

We began to walk back to my appartment. Holger held the leash and walked fast and I followed him. After some steps I remarked, that the leash was hanging loose between his hand and the collar. He was not "dragging" me any more. I was following him completely free from any force.

Right after we arrived at my appartment-house, he opened the door of the rear-exit and led me inside.

We went upstairs and as we stand in front of the door of my appartment he asked me again: "What are you?"

"I am a fucking sissy whore", I answered, but not that loud.

"Right. We will enter now your appartment and from this moment on, this it not the appartment of a young man, who likes to dress up sometimes, but it it the appartment of a sissy whore, a fuckdoll, a dumb bitch, who needs to dress up as a male from time to time to preserve the appearance of a totally boring life as a guy."

"Yes Sir."

"On the moment we enter your appartment, your name will be Martina."

"Yes Sir."

He opened the door and led me in.

"Welcome home, sissy", he said to me and smiled.