Teenage Dominatrix

18 year old Lisa is addicted to online dominatrix fiction. She begins wondering if the inspiration for the fictional situations could be based on real life events and sets out to discover the answer for herself.

Our eighteenth birthdays were only a few days behind us, as is usual for twins Akari and I had banded together to have the best chance of our parents agreeing to our pleas for a gap year before starting college. 

True to form Akari, older than me by fifty-seven minutes, was the driving force. She had convinced me that we both wanted a gap year before she began working on Mum and in all honesty I thought it was what I wanted as well. Decision time had arrived, we sat facing our parents awaiting Dad’s decision. 

Akari reasoned that as we were eligible to obtain our own five year passports and as people of twenty-first century Japan we were almost compelled to take our place amongst the worlds travellers. Her enthusiasm soon rubbed off on me and a few days earlier we secretly went together to have our passport photographs taken.

“Just in case” I heard Akari whisper when she had discreetly showed her photo to Mum while Dad was still at work.

“Don’t let your father see that” Mum whispered back “you know how he likes it when ideas are his” they hugged.

My gap year plan was split between some voluntary work in our city and a few weeks, perhaps longer, visiting friends from when we lived in Korea. 

Akari’s plan was to stay with our Aunt Sakura who is thirty-eight, has two homes in England—a house in Dorset and a London apartment where she works in a language school teaching Japanese. 

Our family is working class and were unable to afford pre-school nursery for us so Aunt Sakura helped out while we were babies before moving to England. It was at Aunt Sakuras that Lisa became a playmate and has been best friends with Akari since.

Akari had her year all planned out in detail, a student work permit would allow her to finance side-trips into Europe. From what I overheard as Aunt Sakura and Akari chatted via FaceTime there would, with Aunt Sakura’s financial help, be little need for Akari to work.

Our family meeting was, as usual, a formal affair with our Father referring to notes as he spoke. Akari whooped and jumped as he told us that He and Mum had decided that we would both benefit from a gap year.  

Dad said, as a young woman, he considered Akari to be more vulnerable and to be fully informed about her journey he would book her flight himself using Aeroflot, his favourite airline, he would buy a first class ticket with open return. Akari and I glanced at each other knowing how such a ticket would be a massive purchase for our family. Akari could fly within a month dad said, Aunt Sakura would collect her from London Heathrow airport. I would receive an equivalent amount of money to spend during the year as I wished.

Within days I begun to help out at a soup kitchen in Taitō ward and settled into a routine of twice daily runs plus time at my computer. After chatting with my friends I had decided to wait a couple of months before flying to Seoul. 

Akari was much keener to be heading to England, she had had a big fight with Kenta, her sort of boyfriend, who she rarely saw anyway, about going away for a year. Akari told me they were ‘on an open-ended break’. She badgered Dad daily asking if her ticket had arrived. To cheer her up, and for some peace and quiet, Dad paid her ticket before she had even applied for her passport.

My first inkling there was a problem was when I wandered into earshot during a FaceTime between Akari and Aunt Sakura. Akari was in such deep conversation that she did not notice me come into the room, they were talking about the air-ticket, someone she could not leave in Japan, air-ticket, dad, then back to air-ticket.

Sakura said “have you spoken with Hachirō about it?”

“He already has his year planned out”

“You could ask him if he will swap with you, London is a wonderful city in which to be young”

I walked further in the room and called out “hi Aunt Sakura”

She smiled “hi Hachirō, we were just talking about you”

“I have to go Aunty” Akari said as she closed her MacBook.

I could see she was upset and stepped in for a brotherly hug. 

I guessed the problem was that she had a new boy in tow whom she did not want be apart from for a year. Akari avoided answering my questions but explained the problem was that the ticket was non refundable.

Biggest problem would be telling Dad she had wasted so much family savings…even Mum could not smooth that over.

We sat in silence in the empty apartment, Akari sobbed, I ran several scenarios through my head. “I could take your place…that way Dad won’t punish you” I hugged tighter “I will tell him that I asked to swap”

“I couldn’t ask you to do that” Akari said

“No, you are right, you could not ask me to do that” I paused “but I could offer…and I just did”

———//———

Rather than angry Dad seemed relieved when we told him about our change of plans ”world travel makes a boy a man” he said. The decision was pretty much made before Dad became aware us wanting to swap as Akari had told Mum she was afraid of flying so far alone knowing full well that Mum would ensure Dad agreed to whatever her daughter wanted.

After my morning run and shower I downloaded a passport application form then set to researching the things I would see and do in Europe, my excitement began building.

The front door flew open and Akari rushed in, kicked off her street shoes all the time chanting fuck, fuck, fuck. “Now Dad really will go ballistic when he hears this” she took a wad of tissues from her purse and swiped them across her eyes “I went to change the ticket like we agreed…non-transferrable…only the passenger named on the ticket can use the ticket…all that money…he will kill me…”

It was a crisis of such magnitude that coffee was not sufficient, I made tea. I looked at the ticket Akari had thrown down — 221,600 yen. 

Akari’s iPhone rang, she put it on speaker, recognising the voice I called out “Hi Lisa” then listened quietly as Akari shared the bad news with her best friend. 

Lisa said that even if Akari were grounded for a while it was still than being on the other side of the world for a year, adding that worst case scenario they could be Line buddies. Gradually the tone lightened as they imagined non-fatal illnesses that would qualify for an insurance claim.

“You have left it too late to be too pregnant to fly” Lisa laughed “am I still on speaker?”

“Yes”

“Take me off”

My curiosity rose as I listened to Akari’s side of the conversation “no…I said no…be realistic…drop it Lisa…he won’t…no I will not even tell him what you just said” she giggled “you can be such an idiot at times…you too…not with Hachirō listening” she ended the call.

 

“First I need to speak to Mum when she is in a good mood, promise you won’t say anything before I speak to her”

Of course I promised. “Since when have you had things you can’t say with me listening?”

“It was nothing, Lisa being silly” Akari blushed

My phone pinged as we sat quietly as if thinking would create a solution to Akari’s  unsoloutionable ticket issue, she shoulder surfed as I opened the email from Lisa - subject: ’identical twins?’. She had sent two face pictures, both with hair and clothes cropped out, the message; which one is Akari?

“No, no, NO” I said as I showed Akari my iPhone “you can tell her I said she is a fucking idiot all the time”

“You heard me tell her not to joke about it, you are right, Lisa can be such an idiot at times” Akari smiled 

“If Lisa was trying to cheer you up  it has worked — you are smiling again”

“For now” Akari kissed my cheek “thanks so much for trying to fix it” she glanced at the passport application form that still lay in the printer tray “looking on the bright side your friends will be pleased…when are you going to Seoul?”

———//———

Next day when I got back from my second run Akari and Lisa were sitting on the sofa deep in conversation. Akari wore sloppy tee and joggers, Lisa looked super cute, ready to go out. I dived straight in the shower and, as usual and pictured Lisa just the other side of the unlocked door as I wanked hard and fast while imagining her shock if she ever caught me.

Lisa was making tea when I walked back into the living room. She smiled. I blushed. I guessed Akari was getting changed. 

“I came over to be with Akari when she drops the bombshell on your Mum tonight” Lisa laid tea things out “I’ve been trying to think of best way for Akari to tell her…you have any ideas Hachirō?”

I checked to make sure Akari’s door was closed then said quietly “I guess the best way is for Akari to take a break from whoever she is in love with and go to London” waggling my fingers around ‘in love’

“That’s not going to happen” we were on the brink of finger waggling war as Lisa waggled fingers around ‘not going to happen’

I smiled at finally knowing it was a boy was the reason behind Akari’s change of plan.

“Come on Hachirō…you are twins…Sakura used to get you two confused, you could easily go as her with a little help…it would be easy…” Lisa stepped in kissing close, I could feel her hot breath on my lips “I will be more grateful than you could imagine”

“Forget it, this is real life not some slap-stick comedy film. Not going to happen…end of”

“It’s only a plane ride…and no one will even see you. You will be in first class, pull a curtain around you, one measly plane ride that’s all. And you know Sakura will keep it secret…just like always” 

I shook my head “and why are you so keen to get involved?”

“Let me ask you” Lisa smiled “are you going to tell me you won’t slip one of my dresses on when there is a blow job on offer?” Lisa helped herself to a cheek kiss “lets say I’m inviting you to try a free ride in private before you say no, a one time offer…just me and you, our secret” Lisa’s lips formed a circle then she did a chicken bob and giggled.

I stood silent, unsure if it really was an offer or some mind game, unsure if speaking would somehow make Lisa unsay the words. 

Of course I would refuse to go, meanwhile I could see no valid reason to refuse a blow job. I nodded slightly. 

“Stop off at mine during your morning run…not a word to Akari…10:00 don’t be late” 

“What are you two talking about?” Akari said

“As you are both dressed to impress we should to a club tonight Akari, talking to Mum and Dad over the weekend when they are relaxed would be a better plan” I said aloud while thinking better to get the blow job first.

———//———

I was there split second on-time, Lisa let me in then asked if I would mind showering before putting on her clean dress. Her bedroom door was open, I saw a dress laid out on the bed as I walked towards the bathroom. 

“I have laid out a dress on the bed, I’ll be in the living room when you are dressed. We could have some tea” Lisa handed me a towel.

I looked over at the bedroom dresser and helped myself to a spray of deodorant which filled the room with a floral scent. A pair of neatly folded panties with a bra on top were next to it on her dresser, I assumed I was to wear them otherwise, I reasoned, they would have been hidden away. The panties were plain just like stretchy mens briefs. I needed the aid of a mirror before I managed to hitch the bra which, like most Japanese bras that I had prior experience of removing, was thickly padded. The loose dress simply slipped over my head and came down to within a few centimetres of my knees. Shuffling into house slippers I was as ready as I ever would be. I took courage from thinking of what was coming and how small the gap between second and third base was. I opened the bedroom door.

Lisa smiled “cute…and, as you are demonstrating by wearing my bra, breasts are optional” a giggle “I’ve disappointed more than one boyfriend at second base with that bra” She stepped closer “some guys get really turned on by wearing a dress…they come as soon as a girl touches it…I’m glad you are not going to be like that. Can I put this on you?” She slid a sleep mask over my eyes, I felt her breath on my neck, the heat from her body through the thin material of the dress.

I began hardening at the anticipation of Lisa’s touch, she asked me to hold the dress up then with an element of surprise to her voice said “oh you borrowed my panties as well” as she stepped behind me “as you have gone to so much trouble would you like a wank first then some tea before the main course…how does that sound?” 

I nodded, she rested a hand on my hip, caressed my side, paused “Try to forget I’m here” Lisa whispered in my ear “let me sort your dress out first then we can see how you like to cum” She gently released my left hand from the dress, placed it at my side and guided my right hand that still held the hem of the dress a little higher “that’s perfect…we don’t want to soak my dress in cum first time” she took my free hand and I felt what could only be lube being squeezed into my palm “imagine your hand is my mouth” she giggled “action”

I had limited experience with girls but I knew enough to know that, just like boys, they had fantasies. I realised how easily I had been manipulated to act out Lisa’s fantasy. I guessed that my refusal would block my blow job for sure and went with the flow.

I slowly massaged my cock to full size through the panties before releasing it and wrapping my hand around my shaft. 

The lube that filled my palm felt cold on my cock and by keeping my grip light I was able to last much longer than usual. In my head I relived a thousand Lisa themed shower-wanks. When I finally began to cum it was with an intensity that I had not experienced before.

“Stop that panty boy…don’t you dare cum” I heard Lisa call out from what seemed to be the opposite side of the room. It was too late, I was way too lost in the moment to care what she was saying or where she was and continued until I was totally spent.

 

Using the back of my hand I pushed the sleep mask up, she was sitting on the sofa, face flushed, one hand holding her iPhone. She quickly stood, moved within a meter or so from me all the time holding her iPhone toward my face.

I realised she was filming me. Without a care for the dress or where I spread my cum I snatched the iPhone from Lisa and pressed the red button on screen. I smiled and prepared to delete the video, Lisa was smiling, watching, making no attempt to get her iPhone back. 

I glanced at the screen: Live stream ended.

“What the fuck Lisa…” I shouted “where have you streamed that?”

“Don’t worry…it is a private stream” Lisa smiled “I’ll set you up an account so that you can watch it while you are in London”

“Why?”

“Akari is my best friend, closer than a sister. How could I not enlist you to help fix her problem?” Lisa smiled. 

I smiled back, with a blow job next on my morning itinerary it was better to stay calm.

———//———

“I’ll make tea while you recover” Lisa prepared tea things and set the kettle to boil.

We sat opposite ends of the sofa, Lisa smiled and nodded as I swept the dress under me before sitting, she made a comment about keeping knees together.

I jumped at a tap on the door.

“Relax…could be a neighbour or a courier” Lisa smirked  “or, perhaps, your sister” adding “what would she think?’ As she went to the door

I heard Akari say “Hi” followed by a silence. 

“Perfect timing, come in…I have a wonderful surprise for you” Lisa said

What the fuck, how can my sister arriving 'be ‘perfect timing’, in what world would me wearing Lisa’s clothes be a wonderful surprise?

I heard the sound of street shoes being kicked off quickly followed by the shuffles of house slippers. I stood before they came into the room expecting them both to burst out laughing at me. Neither laughed but Akari froze for a moment as she saw me, tears escaped as she closed in for a hug.

“You really are the best brother in the world”

“Perhaps prettiest brother slash sister in the world?” Lisa said, laughed and corrected herself “Sisther”

“I told you to let it drop Lisa” Akari was happy-angry, without a response she finally said “Why on earth did you agree to this Hachirō?”

“I just asked nicely” Lisa answered for me.

“I guess I only have to sit on a plane, that is all?…Right?” I may have said it all lite and jokey but inside I was filled with anger at how easily I had been manipulated. This was no free ride, I had paid up-front and in full. I took some solace thinking how I would cash my blow-job cheque all over Lisa’s face.

Akari began tapping at her iPhone “can I have a quick FaceTime with Aunt Sakura to let her know we are back to you taking my place? Are you OK for her to see you?”

“She will see me in real life soon enough” I took the iPhone and held it at arms length as Aunt Sakura answered.

“Hi Akari, how did your father take the news?”

I smiled “Hi Aunt Sakura…let me pass you over to Akari, she can explain better than me” 

Akari was gushing with excitement “I’m as surprised as you Auntie, Lisa helped him, please tell me I’m not dreaming, I still cannot believe he is really going to do it…do I have the best brother in the world or what?” 

Temporally cock-blocked I walked across to the kitchen to help Lisa with lunch. Aunt Sakura also seemed to be a spectator to Akari’s one sided conversation.

Lisa came with me to the passport office to provide moral support while Akari waited at a coffee house. I was surprised the clerk could concentrate as Lisa bubbled over with over the top excitement about how lucky I was to be going to Europe for a year. Lisa’s plan worked perfectly as they rushed through the paperwork for my passport to rid their office of her.

Mum and Dad remained blissfully ignorant of a second Akari beginning to appear in the world in the way a visitor from another dimension slowly materialises. 

Akari, Lisa and I finished school at lunchtime on the Thursday, as we walked together Lisa suggested that we spend the afternoon at her apartment. Akari thought it a great chance to help me learn how to cope with putting on hose, Lisa added that heels would take some time to master as well. 

During the afternoon both Akari and I got a text from Mum and Dad, they had decided to visit Aunt Sachiko, Dads sister, who had three teenage girls. Checking that I did not want to spend a week with four girls while the adults did adult things, she replied yes adding that I chose to stay home. 

Lisa asked Akari if we could use her clothes while she was away. 

A FaceTime request from Aunt Sakura came up on Lisa’s iMac, she accepted and the three of us sat in a row on the sofa opposite. Aunt Sakura asked where the other Akari was.

Lisa laughed and said “second Akari is crossdressing as a boy…”

Laughs came from London “a very realistic boy, I can meet your flight as planned Akari, sorry I mean Hachirō, it will be on my way to a work thing I’m having at my Dorset house for a few days. You can come with or you can take the train to London if you prefer but you would be all alone in my apartment”

“Which would be easier for you?”

“Taking you with me…is that OK?” I nodded agreement “that is settled then”

Akari and Lisa chatted to Aunt Sakura for a while. Just as they were about to end the FaceTime Aunt Sakura said “I have been telling everyone my niece Akari would be coming to the house so two colleagues are bringing their teenage daughters, perhaps you would prefer staying in travel-character while we are there then back to Hachirō…I don’t suppose that will bother you after Moscow” she laughed “anyway, decide when I pick you up, don’t worry — we all look the same to westerners” the call ended with Aunt Sakura laughing at her own joke.

“This is not the plan, it’s getting too complicated” Akari said “you were only supposed to be me for a plane ride”

“Call her back, I can stay at an airport hotel while she is at the house” I said

“That won’t work, you will only have Akari’s clothes with you” Lisa said. I must have looked confused  as she added “you cannot take mens clothes, how could you explain if customs check your case?”

“Lisa is right, even in a hotel you cannot check in as Akari then morph into Hachirō or even get her passport back dressed as a man” Akari  said “You only be taking a small case with a few days clothes, we thought you would buy new clothes in London”

“Safer to stick with Aunt Sakura, I can pick up jeans and tee on the way…hey, what did she mean about Moscow?” Akari and Lisa glanced at each other, giggled, then told me about the two day stopover in Moscow adding that I should have listened when Dad explained. 

“I’m going to miss you next week” Lisa said to Akari as we readied to leave her apartment, she looked me in the eye “as you will be Akari and wearing her clothes you will sleep in Hachirō’s bedroom and I will sleep in Akari’s room then we can practise full time” she air kissed my cheek “but no funny business, this is one friend helping two friends”

“My blue case should be big enough — plus it is carry on” Akari said.

———//———

“A house guest should always bring a gift” Lisa said when she arrived shortly after Mum, Dad and Akari left. She handed me a small Amazon box “lets have some sexy fun before dinner…I want you to open it and put it on while I video you”

I put up a few reasons for Lisa not needing another video. I had agreed to take Akari’s place. A video would either be intended  to record something embarrassing or to be a record of me cashing my blow job cheque. Either way a video seemed an unnecessary risk. She stood watching in silence. When I finally gave up on resisting she set a 20 second timer on her iPhone and held it towards me “countdown to panty boy wanking going public”. 

At 10 seconds I said “OK, I’ll do it”

We were in Akari’s bedroom with me sitting on the edge of a bed wearing just bra and panties, the package and my iPhone were propped up beside me facing the camera. Lisa had set up the camera on a tripod. I was to open the package, open the package on the bed beside me, read the instructions and put it on. 

“To make it real role-play fun, you call me Mistress Lisa. When the video starts you resist, then weaken and comply” she said “Action”

I had seen adults in dominatrix videos online but we were just eighteen. How could Lisa be a sweet young girl one minute then want to act like a porn dominatrix the next I wondered. The game began to feel exciting and I imagined how our week alone might progress.

My parents would be home in a few days so I reasoned this new game would only be the start of something temporary and made a decision to go with the flow. I was owed second base and felt I had a shot at third if I played along.

 I had expected to find a butt plug and to be put through a humiliation game of being ‘forced’ to wear it. 

As filming got underway Lisa stepped out of shot beside the camera giving hand signals and silently mouthing instructions. I slowly opened the package following directions. The instructions were pictorial and a glance was enough. I purposely let a whininess into my voice as the chastity emerged“Please do not make me do this mistress Lisa” she mouthed ‘great’

“That’s OK…don’t put it on…in fact you may not touch it until I give you permission” Lisa smiled and nodded encouragement then said “lets play a different game…hey Siri, set timer two minutes”

“Timer set for two minutes” Siri cheerfully confirmed from inside my iPhone.

 “When the alarm sounds wanking panty boy video goes public” Lisa smiled, nodded then gave a double thumbs-up 

“I’ll put it on” I said, Lisa stared “I’ll put it on mistress” Lisa stared, smiled and mouthed ‘keep going’.

1:28

“Please mistress, I beg you please let me put it on” Lisa stared as she smiled and mouthed ‘perfect’

1:16

“Please mistress, look how little time I have left” Lisa picked up her iPhone and typed

1:02

“I am begging you please don’t let people see the video, please let me lock my cock away for you mistress”

0:38

Lisa turned her iPhone towards me “can u cry” filled the screen.

0:21

“Please mistress” I chanted over and over while I made sobbing noises.

0:06

“Why so upset? It’s only a silly game…stop that timer for me” Lisa gave two thumbs-up again

I fumbled and managed to stop the timer at 0:01 

“Do you like my present?”

“Yes mistress…thank you for my present mistress” I said while sliding my panties down

I was not 100% sure where role play had ended and real life began, regardless of where the boundary fell my cock had zero interest in preventing me from fitting myself into the chastity. Unlike the metal ones with some sort of lock that featured in videos online mine was more a bedroom toy made from plastic, compact and lightweight. Rather than a lock there were several numbered cable ties in the package. Lisa took one, held its number towards the camera then threaded it through the eyelets in my chastity. Satisfied that I was completely secure she turned off the camera.

“That was hot wasn’t it…please wear it for a while” Lisa said “what would you like to do now?”

Careful not to reveal what a rush I was feeling I looked down. “Sure I will” I said, a scenario of Lisa releasing me later then making good on the blow job played inside my head. “Anything that pleases you mistress” I was starting to see Lisa as my sexy tutor and me as her willing pupil.

“Stop that mistress nonsense and pull up your panties Hachirō, I do not want to see that thing you insist on wearing” Lisa said with the sort of smile normally reserved for babies “as much as we are both enjoying our games I must stop wasting time playing games and get to work teaching  you to pass as Akari. Let me pick out something for you to wear then we can go get dinner”

I had imagined Lisa would select something sexy to dress me in but instead she picked out a mid-thigh swing dress with a wide belt that I had often seen Akari wear when they went out to eat together. Pantyhose, a small shoulder purse and sparkly white sneakers completed my look. Lisa released my hair from my usual mens low pony and shook it loose like she wore her own hair then added a dark lip colour.

On the way to the noodle bar Lisa pulled me into a branch of a women’s shoe shop, early evening is a busy time in most shops and the shoe shop with a sale promotion was especially so. I was feeling nervous. “I am the only man in here, can we come back when it’s not so busy?” I said quietly

“Why do you need to continually mention that you are a man?” Lisa said to me in a loud voice “is it to embarrass me or the sales assistant?” She looked toward the sales assistant who hovered nearby now keen not to miss any of our ongoing conversation “my friend would like a pair of black stiletto heels” Lisa looked me in the eyes and smirked “what size do you wear Hachirō” 

Embarrassment was causing my cock to strain at the chastity, I wondered if that made me some sort of pervert as I felt eyes watching while I shakily walked in several different pairs of heels, each a little higher than the last. Finally Lisa declared a pair that I could barely balance in as ‘suitably slutty’ then added some ‘daytime’ shoes and a few packs of hose to my order.

“What did you learn” Lisa said as we walked towards the restaurant.

“That you take pleasure from embarrassing me?”

Lisa shook her head in disagreement “that you never mention your gender, even to me”

When we reached the noodle bar I had partially recovered from the embarrassment of shoe shopping. Lisa waited until I was lifting soba to my mouth when she dropped the next bombshell with a real smirk “Have you worked out why your chastity and the locking tie are plastic?”  

I shrugged my shoulders

“Plastic…think about it” She could barely control herself “…airport…metal detectors” She burst out laughing.

“Tell me you are not planning…”

“Of course I am not planning anything silly” Lisa cut in “planning is for before something happens whereas you are already in chastity. Did you really think I would let you escape the control of your mistresses so easily?”

By mid week I had fully mastered walking in heels, when Akari called on FaceTime to check my progress. 

Lisa enthused about my areas of success then said “as a reward for amazing progress we were going to the best cosplay restaurant in Tokyo at Akihabara for lunch”

I realised they both knew the place when she said “Hachirō won’t know where to look first” They burst into fits of laughter at the secret they shared the way girls do.

“That would be so demeaning, I am taking Akari not Hachirō” Lisa announced

Lisa and I wore similar outfits to lunch — mid thigh skirts, a contrasting loose tee worn with a jacket over. Akari was right, I really did not know which way to look first when we entered Cure Maid Café. The waitresses were in full costume, I leant close and thanked Lisa for bringing me.

“You deserve a treat for all that you are doing for Akari” Lisa smiled “imagine how nervous those waitresses must feel with everyone watching…that must take some getting used to…even some of the female customers can’t take their eyes off of them”

I nodded agreement and tried to be more discreet in my watching and made a point of maintaining eye contact with the waitress when she took our order. Lisa touched the waitresses wrist when she went to leave and asked if Hoshi could spare a few minutes.

As we ate my attention was centred on the glances I was getting from the staff. When we finished a waitress said Hi as she sat at our table. 

“This is Hachirō who I told you about on the telephone, he is really quite passable as you can see but still a little nervous in public. Is it still OK for him to work here for a day…without pay of course” Lisa smiled at me “sorry I am being rude…Hachirō, this is my second cousin Hoshi”

“You are Hachirō?” Hoshi said glancing at me, I nodded, she turned to Lisa “why do you need to be confident dressed as a woman?” 

Before I could answer Hoshi, Lisa cut in “Sort of…” glanced at me “well…we have never put a name to what Hachirō does…” Lisa looked at me again and smiled “exploring his feminine side sums it up for now”

“We can always use more help, drop her off first thing Friday”

“Exploring my feminine side! What the hell did you tell her that for” I exclaimed as we walked back to Lisa’s apartment.

“I am so, so sorry. I was frightened you would say the real reason” Lisa dabbed at her eyes with a tissue as if trying to win an unwinnable argument. Lisa leant in and spoke quietly “she caught me by surprise, all I could think of was stopping you from blurting out ‘pretending to be Akari’”.

———//———

I set off for my run at 06:00 on Friday — I had a busy day before me plus Mum, Dad and Akari came home last night. 

Lisa was showered but still in her bathrobe when I arrived at her apartment and told me to shower before breakfast. Unsure of her mood I quickly shut and locked the bathroom door. The expected outfit was laid out on the bed, exactly the same as the waitresses at Cure Maid Café wore. I picked up a pair of black thigh-high socks and put those on before adding a little make-up and some lip colour that I estimated would be appropriate, just then Lisa came in with two hair bands and set my hair tsuin teeru style.

I was glad of the light rain, it left me needing a mackintosh which had the added benefit of hiding my waitress uniform. Lisa had said she felt too hot to wear a coat instead using an umbrella.

“I want you to wait there while I walk up the street, you can go to work when I wave” Lisa said with a smile as we neared the café adding “I hope you have a nice day” she turned to walk away, paused, turned “I’m cold, give me the mackintosh”

Lisa walked up past the Café, paused then took her iPhone out and waved. Just as I had expected - Lisa filmed me as I walked to the café. 

The other waitresses were either embarrassed by having a crossdressed man amongst them or had been told some backstory as, apart from exchanging names, they pretty much kept conversation to work matters. I stayed behind the counter feeding the dishwasher until the lunch rush when Hoshi said I could clear tables as well. Mid morning I noticed Lisa sitting with a coffee watching me work and pulling a big smirk whenever I glanced up. Hoshi sat at her table for a few minutes. 

Next time I glanced up Lisa had gone.

“I told your mistress how well you were getting on Hachirō” Hoshi said with a big smile as she walked past, two other waitresses were within earshot, Mai giggled and Yasu stayed quiet and blushed as deeply as me. My legs ached from wearing heels and time seemed to be moving at half speed. To pass time I cleaned down the back shelves and wiped over the bottles.

“Would you like coffee?” Mai asked, she made the coffee and set it on a tray beside two lattes “Hoshi said you can take your break with your friends” nodded towards the tables and passed me the tray. 

Lisa smiled and waved as I walked across the café, she was with Akari. Her mouth fell open as I served the drinks.

“I did not to spoil your surprise Hachirō…and I’ve been so dying to tell Akari” Lisa gushed at me.

Trying to act natural I did a 360 then sat “do you think I can pass?” I asked. Akari was speechless

“You wanted to do this?” Akari finally said. I nodded

“Insisted…he even wore his uniform to work, and you know how cold it was this morning….” Lisa said as she held up her iPhone for us both to see the video she had recorded earlier. “Your brother really will do anything for you…” Lisa kissed her cheek “you are so lucky Akari”

Who said the camera does not lie I thought as we watched me, the happy cosplay maid, walking to work for a second time.

Hoshi paused at our table, thanked me for helping, said she hoped I had enjoyed the experience and said I could go adding “you are welcome back anytime”.

 

Lisa smiled at her then said to me as she handed me a bag “I know you said you would wear uniform back to my apartment but my mum is home, I have brought you some clothes…we will wait while you change.

As I reached out for the bag Akari grasped my wrist and turned it over “someone gave you their number?”

“Was it a man?” Lisa asked with a quick smirk. 

“No, not a man” I shook my head and blushed deeply.

———//———

With my hair back in a low pony, make-up washed off, wearing freshly laundered joggers and tee that I had worn for my run that morning I checked the mirror and saw the old me that had been missing for a week. I put my bra and heels in the bag. 

“Hachirō is back” I announced to Akari and Lisa when I met them in the street.

Akari may have smiled as she saw me but I knew my sister well enough to know she was V.V.angry. Lisa could not have been in a more different mood, she smiled warmly, stepped close until we were kissing close, licked her thumb and wiped imaginary lipstick from the corner of my mouth as she pouted. 

If there was a right time to blush then Lisa had timed hers perfectly, seeing her colour up my face felt hot, I glanced at Akari and felt myself blush deeper. 

“That’s better” Lisa said with a big smile “Welcome back Hachirō”

We shopped on the way home, well browsed more than shop really.  I was seeing a new side to Lisa — leaning into me when we paused to look in a shop window or hooking a finger around mine then releasing it casually enough for Akari to catch a glimpse. Whatever the game she played I liked this new affectionate Lisa even more than role play Lisa.

Akari went to the counter with a purchase, when she was out of earshot Lisa said “what a kind mistress you have…asking her cousin to let you be a maid for the day”

“Thank you mistress”

“See you Monday” Lisa joined Akari at the checkout.

———//———

As I walked home with Akari she seemed to have calmed a little and was chatting about our cousins when she slid her pinky around mine “you like me to do that?” I stayed quiet, Dad says there is never a right answer to an angry womans question “or just when Lisa does it?”

“I’m feeling confident I can pass now, especially after today” I glanced at Akari “what is the plan for Monday?”

“Are you fucking her?” Akari had stopped walking, I turned back and faced her “well are you?”

“That is unfair Akari, you are completely out of order. I never ask about when you and Kenta were dating and never will. It is none of my business” I had let a hint of anger slip into my voice.

“You are DATING?”

“No I did not say that, we have become closer. Close like a pupil becomes close to a favourite teacher…and the answer is no I have not fucked our friend” as if semi-finalists in a not speaking contest each of us waited for the other to speak. Akari won when I said “you should have asked Lisa”

“I did, then she started bragging about how she had washed your clothes, chaperoned you to work, gone for mid-morning coffee incase you needed rescuing…they are all things a girlfriend does. She even asked her cousin to watch out for you” the silence returned “then you two blush when she…”

I occupied the moral high ground and intended keeping every millimetre of it “Perhaps you should have taken more of a role in helping rather than going away for a week and leaving everything to Lisa. This is all for you yet not once have you helped Akari…not even a little thing like make-up”

“You were both keen to send me off with Mum and Dad. I’ve been thinking about you two alone in an empty apartment all week, making the best of me not being around…you go to London in a few days…then where would that leave Lisa and me?” Akari stood quietly for a few minutes “go on…why don’t you tell me I am being silly Hachirō”

“Lisa and me?” I parroted “not silly, now your outburst makes complete sense. You are Jealous” I watched as Akari blushed, “you and Lisa are a couple”

Akari walked silently side by my side without answering until we were close to home “are you going to tell Mum?”

‘Of course not, twins need secrets from the rest of the world” I smiled “What have you and your girlfriend got planned for Monday?” 

Akari told me everything was arranged, Lisa’s parents would be at work, we would leave from there. “One change, well two. My work permit arrived today” Akari giggled “not that you will be able to use it, but I had to put it in your passport anyway”

“No chance of me using it” I agreed with a smile

“Oh and Aunt Sakura has been FaceTiming while you were busy playing maids…I can’t believe you walked to Akihabara wearing a cosplay costume” Akari was back to near-normal and laughing “anyway Aunt Sakura said Japanese fashion is red-hot in London this summer and has suggested, rather than waste your luggage allowance, Lisa and me send clothes we don’t wear with you to sell”

“So I will have to lug cases on the stopover?” Grumpy me said, Akari explained that I would not see the cases after Tokyo until London adding that it was a benefit of flying first class. All I would need would be in my hand luggage.

After dinner on Saturday evening Akari called me into her room to sort out my carry-on case to make sure I had the clothes I would need until London. I said that I really did not need much as I would stay in my room.

Akari said “don’t be too sure of that” smiled then changed the subject. She began concentrating on sorting unwanted clothes when Lisa tapped on the bedroom door. Akari pulled her in, closed the door, hugged her then helped herself to a kiss.

Lisa pushed Akari away and glared at her, Akari giggled “he guessed”

They were busy piling up clothes ready for to be taken to London, little wonder girls spent most of their time shopping. Akari picked a pink lace-up corset that she said she had worn for ten minutes.  “This can go — it’s an article of torture invented by men to control women”

Ignoring her Lisa said “you told Akari all about our secret I expect…” she looked at me over her shoulder and smirked “but did he tell you our little secret?”

I mouthed ‘no’ just before Akari turned towards me. “What secret is that Hachirō?”

“Nothing…Lisa is teasing you”

“Tell her” Lisa said

“Don’t be horrid to your girlfriend” I was feeling pleased with myself for gaining the upper hand.

“My girlfriend?” Lisa was smiling “little wonder you don’t want to tell your twin sister that you tried to trick her girlfriend into giving you a blow job” putting her arm around Akari they sat facing me on the bed opposite as she explained that I had turned up at her apartment offering to put a dress on in exchange for a blow job.

“That was not what happened”

“Then tell your side of the story” Akari said

“I had already decided to take your place before I arrived at Lisa’s, we were sitting drinking tea” I smirked at Lisa then lied “we were waiting for you”

Lisa nudged Akari and took the corset “did you call this an item of punishment?” They were still laughing and giggling while scrolling through Lisa’s iPhone when I came back with coffee for us all. 

Akari held her iPhone towards me and swiped at the screen asking which of the three girls would I most like to go clubbing with. My choice was an easy one; Stefaniya - blonde, long hair, smokey eyes and western sized breasts.

Following my comments about her lack of help Akari had started taking an interest in what I would be taking to wear “try these on…” She held out a short pleated skirt and sparkly blouse, Lisa threw a bra at me.

“No way…what if Mum comes in” I said

“She won’t come in without knocking and catch her son rocking his clubbing look…” Akari said with a giggle. 

Lisa giggled “Hachirō told me that he fantasises about being caught” She paused, until I looked at her “no need to be embarrassed, all you trannies do”

“I do everything you want to help Akari and now you call me a trannie…well fuck you Lisa…I am not doing it now” I said before storming out. I purposely played Soredake on repeat at full volume while changing for a late run when Lisa came into my room without knocking. I quickly pulled my joggers up.

“Nice panties…I’ve come to apologise” Lisa said as she closed the door behind her “How can I cut the tag if you hide your chastity from your mistress?” She produced a pair of nail scissors from behind her back.

The apartment was in darkness when I crept back indoors, Mum and Dad asleep but I could hear whispering coming from Akari’s room. My run had calmed me, I softly tapped with a fingernail.

“Who is it?”

“Me” 

“Ssh come in”

Lisa and Akari were having a sleepover, they were both in one single bed. I sat on the floor with the back of my head close to the girls heads. “You really can be a horrible bitch Lisa but if I back out it is Akari who will suffer” I whispered, someone leant over and kissed the top of my head.

On my bed lay a computer print out with a scribbled note on it;- treated you to a VIP clubbing experience in Moscow with the girl you liked just in case you change your mind. Love L&A xx. 

When I checked the booking it had been paid for a couple of days prior with Akari’s card. I looked down the sheet and spotted ‘escort - to be confirmed’ crossed out in pen and Stefaniya scribbled next to it. I smiled to myself as I wondered if I would ever be able to stay mad at Akari or even Lisa.

———//———

My family farewell get together was Sunday evening rather than have a tearful parting at the airport.

“Hachirō’s last moments for a few days…nervous?” Akari said first thing Monday as we headed off to Lisa’s.

“Excited and nervous” I said then really opened up saying how much I liked the way people treated female me “being 100% female until London is intimidating, I will be fine, I meant no one has ever ‘made’ me” Akari looked puzzled until I explained ‘recognised as a man’

Akari told me that she was still a bit angry at me for trying to get a blow job from her girlfriend “we have come up with a little punishment…well Lisa more than me. She might tease you but she likes you a lot, since I came home it’s Hachirō this Hachirō that every five minutes”

I did my best to find out what was planned but all she would say was ‘just go along with it’ 

“I am going to spend three or four days pretending to be you so I doubt one more thing will not be a problem” 

“Thanks…I owe you” Akari giggled “if you ever need me to pretend to be you…” we both fell into fits of laughter before she could finish.

“Hold on…it won’t be just four days…Aunt Sakura is taking me to her house from the airport for a few days”

“You have decided to stay there as me?” Akari half shook her head and continued without a pause “don’t worry I will make sure you have enough outfits in your carry on for a week, I was looking forward to staying at her house in Dorset, I’ve seen pictures” 

Akari was still talking excitedly about the house when we arrived at Lisa’s by which time I had forgotten what she had assumed.

The clothes for my carry-on case were all on hangers around the apartment, most were Akari’s as she explained what went with what she handed me an Amazon package “going away present”

“Never thought I would be thanking my sister for buying me a pack of panties” I laughingly said.

“Might look like panties but they are gaffs silly” Akari giggled “you don’t want to be popping out when you are clubbing in Moscow”

“Use the bathroom…no need to model one” Lisa had my clothes for the day laid out on her bed. 

“I’ll make tea while you punish Hachirō” Akari said, giggled, added “don’t close the door” and laughed.

The pink corset lay on top of my travel clothes. Seeing me looking at it Lisa quietly said “Akari thinks it is your punishment for asking me for a blow job, mistress Lisa knows it is to assert her will over her girlfriends brother” she smiled, asked for my iPhone, tapped away at the screen while she explained that the corset had plastic boning and would not set off airport alarms then set it on the dresser to record. I spotted a numbered ziplock tag on the dresser. 

I already wore a gaff, I slipped my bathrobe off. The corset did not have a busk but relied on the laces being loosened to remove it, Lisa set to and began to work laces ever tighter. My breaths shortened “that is too tight, please stop Lisa” I quietly whined

Lisa leant in close enough to whisper “what did you call me?”

“Please stop mistress Lisa” 

She sniggered as she tied off the laces then threaded the ziplock tag through two eyelets at the waist, I heard the ratchet noise over Lisa’s giggles “a new little game to ensure you do not remove your corset without permission”

Next came a matching pink bra, padded just like the one I normally wore. “I have given Hachirō some chicken fillets” Lisa called out to Akari as she watched me finish dressing.

“Good idea” Akari called back from the living room.

After rolling sheer hose up my legs I stepped into a mid thigh swing skirt and put on a light colour patterned blouse and shuffled into house slippers. Lisa picked up my iPhone, held the screen toward me and pressed stop. ‘Live stream ended” showed on the screen. My home screen now had an extra app — Vimeo. She tapped user and a list popped up:- Mistress Lisa, Hachirō and MistressX. She selected my name, iPhone offered a secure password, she accepted and I was in. I finally knew where the uploads lived. 

“You can stream and watch but not edit, all perfectly safe from prying eyes” Lisa whispered before exiting Vimeo.

“Who is mistressX” I whispered back

“All in good time” Lisa smirked then called out “imitation Akari is decent”

Akari came in, looked me up and down “you think that’s a little…” 

“No, perfect for passport control, all eyes will be on her chest” Lisa said “I’ll leave you to sort out her face”

“Same as mine?’ Akari asked, I nodded “waterproof incase we cry” 

I smiled “incase?”

Waterproof was needed. Of course it was. Lisa hugged a tearful Akari as I walked through boarding control. I looked back, their hug continued, I could see Lisa’s face over Akari’s shoulder and a big smirk as she looked directly at me before kissing Akari’s neck.

———//———

A car awaited me at Moscow to take me to my hotel. As tired as I felt I unpacked before laying on the bed ‘just to check’ it was comfortable. Next I remember the room was in complete darkness and I could hear a tapping on my door “it is Stefaniya” I opened the door and was instantly fully awake. In real life she was more beautiful than her picture.

She explained that she would act as chaperone, a driver waited for us outside — no rush, the night still young. 

Stefaniya said “You have other clothes?” I nodded “may I pick for you?” 

“Thank you” I closed the bathroom door and left Stefaniya examining the contents of my closet. There was no way I could shower locked in my corset, I took nail scissors from my wash-bag and cut the tag. I was in a party mood and dealing with Lisa could wait.

Stefaniya suggested black thigh socks, black micro mini, sparkly neon strappy top, heels and keep with the black undies. Stefaniya had suggested a totally different look to either Lisa or Akari but I liked her, she was young, knew the city, Oh..and I liked her…a lot.

Next to a shiny Mercedes car stood our driver. Stefaniya introduced Boris - six feet something of muscle, he was our driver and bodyguard.

Stefaniya said ”What do you like Akari? Pills, powder, shrooms?”

Not understanding what drugs were being offered I picked first option, in my defence I had been thrown by being called by my sisters name. Stefaniya said I should relax, her supply was pure and both she and Boris would be watching over me for safety. Her English was excellent, she asked if I had left a boyfriend behind.

Streetlights briefly illuminated the inside of our car and I was struck how lucky I was to be partying in Moscow. I said “never had one…or kissed one” she smiled, my guard was down and in my head I was Hachirō “kissed a few girls, sadly no girlfriend at the moment” 

“Same here…” She smiled and assured me that ID would not be required as we stopped at a club with a long line “first stop…”

“Pills” Stefaniya said to Boris as he opened the door. I followed on mimicking her ‘legs together’ exit. The queue was of no concern as the doorman opened the rope as we neared and greeted Stefaniya by name. My VIP experience had gotten off to a great start. 

“I will be back soon…Boris watches over you” Stefaniya said before she wandered across the dance floor.

I wondered where such a big man could be watching from as I looked around for him while taking in the club. A girl said something in Russian and waved toward the dance floor, I had a good feeling about the club. 

Stefaniya danced towards me, leant in, hugged, we shared a slow lip kiss hello and I swallowed down the capsule her tongue fed me. She spoke into my ear “some dancing then you would like a drive to see the city before we party proper?” I nodded, we kissed then she said “then a club where we can feel more at home”

Back in the car she produced a baggie with a couple of pills. 

Drugs are not tolerated in Japan. 

I was in Russia. 

I swallowed one and held the bag out 

Stefaniya said “no I must look after you”

This is your first time partying in Moscow?” I nodded, Stefaniya let a hand rest on my thigh then said something to Boris and he pulled into traffic.

———//———

Next day I awoke to sounds of ringing, it took me a while to find my iPhone, I accepted the FaceTime call from Lisa, checked the clock and said “it’s 04:30 there…how come you are awake?”

Lisa laughed and told me she had not yet gone to bed but had been thinking about me “I decided that a well behaved sissy deserves pampering today — face, hair and stuff”

I told Lisa in no uncertain terms that I was done with her controlling ways. It must have shaken her as she looked surprised and stayed silent. I was far enough from her clutches to regain control. “The game is over, I took the corset off as soon as I got her so do what you fucking like with the videos. I am done with your little games” 

“I am done with your little games” Lisa repeated as if I had spoken in a language I did not understand and she were translating into one that I did.

The silence stretched, for a few seconds I thought FaceTime had frozen until I noticed a smile spreading from lips to eyes.

Lisa was smiling as she begun by saying that she completely understood how I felt, thanked me for having been such a good pupil before following up with a promise not to reveal the videos over ‘our little tiff’. She made excuses for me, said I was not thinking straight, said I was probably tired, possibly hung over.  

“To be honest I am surprised just how quickly you became compliant even before the video of you wanking, I mean it was no big thing…just a little sex game like teenagers play the world over, nothing to be ashamed of”

Pleased at how reasonable she was being I said “thank you for seeing this from my point of view”

The mistress episode had reached its conclusion and I listened as Lisa opened up to me. She told me how she had gotten into reading dominatrix fiction online, almost to the level of addiction she admitted.

She explained how the reality of controlling me was a million times better than any story. The one thing that spoilt the stories, she said, was the unbelievable situations that were supposed to give a dominatrix long-term control, just imagine a man allowing a woman to control him over some minor sex game for more than a few days in the real world. Just like you Hachirō any man would realise he was free to cast off the chains, perhaps even get some kudos as a kinky stud in the process.

Feeling completely reassured that Lisa’s confessions really did mark the end I said “I’m feeling a little embarrassed at how gullible I’ve been, you must have seen me as a real push-over”

“Oh I still do…the videos I have of you are insignificant in comparison to this new hold I have over you” Lisa threw a smirk

I swallowed hard.

“Fraudulently obtaining a passport in Akari’s name was bad enough to earn you a prison sentence” a few seconds of silence passed “using the fake passport to leave Japan was worse” more silence “but much, much more serious…worse by far was using a fake passport to enter Russia. Such things will hang over you forever…then revealing your fake passport number, hotel name and flight number to your mistress was more than thoughtless…it was stupid”

“I am sorry mistress Lisa” I said as images of me in prison camps filled my head.

“I am feeling really hurt that you should try to cast me aside today when all I wanted to do was pamper you again after your VIP night…I have spent all night imagining nice things I could suggest…well all morning Moscow time”

I had no option but to apologise once more for being ungrateful and promise to follow instructions to the letter. 

One time was reasonable for me to test her level of control Lisa said but there would still need to be a punishment to ensure there were no further outbursts in future years. “The style of hair and colour I am suggesting today is the Beth character in Queens Gambit” Lisa laughed “exactly the same as the picture of her with bobbed hair on your iPhone that you wank over”

“Please mistress…choose a less visible punishment please?”

Lisa laughed as she told me that a new hairstyle was as much a part of my pampering day as nails or leg wax would be. Punishment was still to be decided. We looked at each other for a while, Lisa turned her iPhone revealing that a magazine lay open in her lap. She laughed as she turned pages before pointing to an image. The model wore long drop-earrings, Lisa said “not quite you” then resumed page turning. She paused at a page where the model had five or six studs in her ear “a too clichéd sissy look” the page turning continued “mistress can do better”

“Oh this is so perfect…look at this months feature article” Lisa said as she paused for me to read the headline ‘Top 5 Must Have Lip Filler Styles’, then began browsing the article. “Must have” Lisa parroted “this is jut too perfect…” the picture filled my screen, it’s strap-line:— Cupid Bow lips, hot this season and what hotter colour than flame red.

As I read Lisa said “is that all perfectly clear to my little tranny?” She giggled “take a screen shot, this is the minimum you will get. Remember that too full is impossible…and don’t forget to include your philtrum”

I was in no position to have a fit about being called a tranny “yes mistress Lisa” she laughed, warned me not to fuck up in Moscow, told me to FaceTime when it was done at the salon and ended the call.

When I was sure Akari would be awake I made a FaceTime call, my last chance before my makeover. I would work out how to hide the changes Lisa demanded once I was safely out of Russia, we went through all the usual twins stuff, cried at being so far apart then began sharing our news. I told Akari about partying in Moscow but not how I had made out with Stefaniya.

“If you speak to Mum, Dad or Aunt Sakura don’t say a word…” Akari began, I agreed without knowing the reason “we are going out for a meal”

“You and Lisa?”

Akari nodded “and both sets of parents” 

I knew what was coming next and left her space to get her thoughts together.

Big breath in “We are coming out…” She began

“Do you think they have any idea? When I found out about you two I wondered how I had ever missed so many signs for so long, let me know how it goes” I said. It would be early morning in Tokyo when I arrived in London, Akari asked me to message her anyway as soon as I landed.

———//———

Finding a salon was as easy as a lift ride to the fourth floor where the hotel spa lived, I had booked in for hair, nails and lip filler from my room. Doing a little more than the bare minimum seemed a good plan, I wanted to ensure Lisa had no more reasons to threaten me about the passport. As I lay under the dryer the full implication of Lisa’s passport threats dawned, I would be in exactly the same position in London. Exactly the same position when I returned to Japan. 

I needed something visible to ensure I placated Lisa, something easily removable. My flight left early evening so I added make-up to complete a smart evening look and an ear stud in each ear. 

Lisa was overjoyed when I FaceTimed “everything I asked and more, love the lips…real cock suckers lips” she smirked “plenty of time to think how I will put them to use…you really are my perfect little trannie, do you deserve a reward?” 

Feeling as if I had already been beaten to the floor I saw no point in resisting “If it pleases you Mistress”

“Strip and stand in front of the big mirror…that’s it, hold your iPhone up so I can see the mirror” Lisa laughed “now look in the mirror and enjoy looking at a living image of Beth wanking for mistress Lisa” she continued talking “you know what Hachirō?”

“No mistress”

“It feels like you are Beth playing me at chess…but” Lisa giggled “…the game is still to begin and you are already check-mated”

As if to prevent me from cumming Lisa reiterated as I wanked that she was, and always would be, my mistress. When she glanced down I had the feeling that she was working from a crib sheet. Starting right now and while I was in England we would be plain and simple Lisa and Hachirō, to ensure I continued to accept my place as her trannie I would be set challenges and tasks.

She apologised for calling me a trannie then repeated the sentence using my name. Lisa paused and smiled before adding that any reluctance on my part would force her to enforce a formal mistress / sissy relationship. 

“Are we good with that Hachirō?”

“Absolutely Lisa” I nodded in agreement, unable to cum I was softening by the minute, in an attempt to establish some ground rules I said “do you mean forcing me to wear a corset, chastity, makeovers and crossdressing are things of the past now?”

“Don’t stop Hachirō, that’s it, wank for Beth and Mistress Lisa. Nothing is ‘of the past’ as you put it Hachirō, I will always be free to control you as I see fit. 

I am unsure what you mean by crossdressing” Lisa smiled “Your passport clearly states that you are female, your appearance is clearly female, you have enough female clothes in your suitcases to last a year or more. To be clear when you say crossdressing are you meaning the boy clothes you once wore?”

“You expect me to live as Akari for a year? That was never our agreement Lisa”

“I know it wasn’t, I can only imagine how difficult you are finding your situation. Please look at it from Akari’s point of view for a second…you put a dress on, not just the dress I laid out for you but you helped yourself to my bra and panties as well, no one asked you to do that” Lisa paused “Akari is worried about you” she paused again waiting for the words to hit home, smirked then said “Akari has been worried that you have gotten too into character, spending days out in public, telling her how nicely people react to your female persona, dressing as a maid, wearing her lingerie, the list goes on and on. 

I did try to defend you Hachirō as much as I could. I am sorry but I did have to agree with many of the points Akari raised”

“How do you suggest I explain to Aunt Sakura why I look like this?” My cock lay limply in my hand  

“I am sure you will think of a credible and innocent reason” Lisa was laughing as she disconnected.

———//———

The smoked glass Heathrow airport building acted like a mirror. Just like when people drive past a traffic accident I could not stop glancing over at my reflection as I stood outside in the pick-up zone. My ginger hair hung in a straight cut bob to my jawline, I had mid forehead bangs and worst of all was my bright red Cupid Bow lips. 

I calculated it would be just before 04:30 in Tokyo, I sent Akari a message to let her know I had arrived in London while I waited for Aunt Sakura. Within a few seconds I could see she was replying, I read a long message about the dinner with parents and got a warm feeling about how supportive our parents were being.

Before I could reply Akari was typing again, as I waited for her to finish my iPhone screen changed to incoming FaceTime. 

Lisa calling.

I said “hi you are up early Lisa, what time is it there?” I noticed my mistake as I spoke, she was sitting up in bed.

“Never mind the time Hachirō…” Lisa gasped loudly, looked to her side then almost shouted “what the fuck have you done to your hair”

Akari’s face slid into view beside Lisa, a hand moved the camera angle, she put a hand to her mouth and said “Hachirō…your hair…your lips…Oh Hachirō what have you become?

———//———

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