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The Party Boy

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And with that I return to the Sunday papers, leaving Jack to helplessly stroll about, erect with no manner of pleasing himself.

Such a cruel woman am I. When I do deem it to be milking time, he will be most eager.

Chapter Forty-Six

One must give to get, the basis for all promotion.

Having put together my list of guests, I send out invitations. What a gathering of understanding women I will assemble, all so willing to help Jack and his craving!

Yes to spread the word concerning Jack’s availability for toilet cleaning and male nudity, I decide on a Sunday afternoon tea party, though there will certainly be other refreshments. And Alice, having Jack’s measurements at the ready, has offered to whip out a cute maid’s costume. Though my guests will want him naked... and certainly displaying all ten inches... I’ll work my way into the CFNM thing as the party progresses.

Since Jack will be serving, he’ll need to use his hands. And whereas he’s trained not to touch himself, it’s easy for him to comply when I am always nearby while freed of the cock cage. The question is can he keep his hands off his erection when not supervised?

Yes, I’d prefer to mingle with my guests, not following him into the kitchen every time a new round of tea and biscuits is served.

So I must conjure. In my many years of governing belligerent boys, I have a variety of restraints, on occasion needing to put a boy in isolation for many days. Yes, a few days of sensory deprivation can quickly establish a woman’s authority. Just hearing an obstreperous teen beg for a diaper change can bring a satisfying exchange of power.

So I rummage about my closet and find all sorts of fun stuff, paddles, spreader bars, and heavy shackles. And then finally I come across my Posey cuffs. Resilient nylon, lined with foam for long term comfort, such are safe, used in institutions world wide, and ineluctable. Sewn heavily are eyelets which will accept tethers, restraining the bearer in any number of positions and places. Alas, could it be that a silver serving tray can be utilized to bind together the wrists?

Yes, between the arms my pet will carry a tray laden with refreshments, the handles clipped to Posey cuffs making the hands... and those naughty fingers, immobile.

And whereas for practicality he wears sandals while negotiating the sidewalks of New York, I do believe heels, high and pointy, will suffice in my apartment. Those I will need to purchase.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Jack makes for a delightfully clumsy maid. The morning of my tea party I have him practicing, wearing heels impossibly high, wrists donning Posey cuffs, silver tray attached, separating hands rendered useless for all but serving tea and biscuits. I teach him to curtsy and for some reason bringing him to politely smile is a chore.

“I don’t want to do this... to look like this, Miss Kelly,” he said with such childish pouting.

“Oh, Jack. You’ll do and look as I please... and enjoy it. Think... you’ll be wearing clothing... for a while. And during the afternoon I will free your penis so you can show off. You so much like that,” speaking as if to a boy showing reluctance in taking his first train ride. At afternoon’s end he’ll not want to get off.

Jack is naked, penis caged. Alice is expected with the maid’s uniform. She’s a whiz so I know it will fit... probably better phrased as being revealingly tight and brief.

“And you’ll need to smile and be polite. Lots of women will be here to see you display yourself.”

With that, the intercom buzzes. It is security announcing the arrival of Alice. I inform that she is expected along with a dozen or more other guests to be permitted entry. I unlatch the apartment door and within moments Alice arrives. She expects to see Jack naked and well groomed. And I can read her thoughts... in a way it will be disappointing to have him dress.

“I have just the uniform for him,” Alice pridefully announces.

I release Jack from the bondage of his serving tray, unclipping the silver from Posey cuffs. Alice then goes to work and I note every piece of black satin is garnished with frilly white lace. A bodice nicely outline

s Jack’s pectoral muscles. An extremely short pleated skirt covers only the upper portion of his buttocks at the back. At the front his cock cage peeks, the gleaming steel leaving no doubt he’s a kept boy. Alice props a silly hat atop Jack’s head. Then come stockings, Jack having to temporarily remove the extreme high heels while Alice rolls on patterned sheer black nylon.

When finished, Jack looks absolutely ridiculous, such masculine brawn attired so effeminately.

I return the tray, again clipping the Posey cuffs to render Jack’s hands useless for all but offering refreshments.

I then draw Jack to the kitchen. One more glass of water to encourage a nice piss proud erection... and with it his Cialis tablet.

No sooner is Jack watered then one by one my guests enter. My maid greets with beverages, awkwardly curtsying while balanced on the outlandish heels I purchased. For the women who know Jack, having him weekly clean their bathrooms in the nude, they are surprised and somewhat disappointed with the covering, however brief. Mrs. Iorio appears tempted to strip off Jack’s uniform, reaching beneath to pinch his buttocks. As the group assembles I feel it necessary to explain that full nakedness will come.

This seems to calm the group, expectations apparently high.

So we mix, we talk, the women who know Jack exchange thoughts on how best to bring the humiliation he craves. Most importantly there are invitees who are introduced for the first time to the delights of CFNM. And word spreads that for $5, Jack will make a bathroom sparkle... and do so in full display.

And of course, I lecture on the entertainment Jack can provide on weekends, stripping, tumefying, being stroked under strict supervision... permitted ejaculatory release... or allowed to meekly dribble as a result of my specialty... the ruined orgasm.

Ah, promotion... the word spreads. It seems that in time I will have Jack exposed to half the women of the City.



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