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Billy the Experiment

Epilogue

EPILOGUE:

Six Months Later

I heard the buzzer and trotted over to the door to answer it, still teetering in
my high-heeled shoes at my quickened pace even after all this time.  I smoothed
down my simple gray maid's dress, fluffing out the frilly apron as I went.  I
checked in the mirror by the door that my little cap was still straight on my
head as I reached out and opened the door.

My eyes grew wide as I saw Steve and Sharon on the far side of the threshold. 
It had been months.  Sharon smiled widely upon seeing me- docile and submissive
in my maid's uniform.  I was a bit dusty and dirty from my cleaning, but I was
presentable with smooth legs and a padded bra that gave me a nice little figure. 
I had lost some weight since the last time that I had seen Sharon, and the
hormones had not taken effect fully as yet.  My hair was long enough to hang
below my shoulders though, even with the tight perm, and my lips were shining
with a dark red gloss as I smiled and curtsied-

Steve stared at me speechless.  I saw that he recognized me, but he could not
believe what he was seeing.  I was a far cry from his friend that he remembered
growing up with I was sure.  Crazy, Sexy and Cool had done a miraculous job of
turning me into their sissy maid!

After I had cleaned the Laundromat that night six months ago, Sharon's friends
had bound me and gagged me and stuffed me into a laundry bag, drawing the
strings tight at the top.  They had carried me out to a van (I assumed though I
never saw it), and had driven me to a building somewhere downtown in Manhattan. 
I later learned that I was to be kept in Sharon's old apartment, as she would be
moving in with Steve at our place.  The apartment was apparently in a building
where all of her Spanish friends and coworkers lived.  They had dumped me, bag
and all on the floor of her apartment and my training had begun in earnest that
night.

The three girls had taught me how to act like a girl, and a dog, and a maid.  It
was easy for them with the post-hypnotic suggestions that Sharon had planted in
my brain.  I was taught to clean and cook and basically how to be a good servant
for them and any that they deemed would be my master.  Apparently the whole
building was in on my humiliation as I was passed from apartment to apartment to
learn my new trade, my new position in life.  I was forced to cook and clean for
everyone in the four story apartment building; man or woman, young or old.  I
was beaten on a whim, and forced to satisfy all of my new owners sexually
whenever they wanted.  I was bound and gagged in every position possible,
sometimes left for days on end.  I was raped over and over again until they were
satisfied, both orally and anally as well.  I had licked and kissed every foot
in the building, sucked every cock and licked out every pussy and ass.  I was
trapped by Sharon's imbedded commands, and beaten by my owners.  I was broken-

I hung my head as I had been trained, staring at Sharon and Steve's shoes as I
stepped aside to allow them into the apartment.  Maria was watching from the
sofa and snapped something out in Spanish.  I dropped to my knees and kissed
their feet in greeting.  I heard Steve groan-

"Jesus..."  he gasped and Sharon giggled-

"I told you so.  This is what he wanted all along.  He loves it, don't you
Billy?"  I said nothing, but lapped at Sharon's feet all the harder.

"He's wonderful!" Maria said as she strolled up beside us.  I swiveled about on
my knees to kiss her feet and thank her for the praise.  They all laughed.

Steve crouched down and grabbed a handful of hair, jerking my head up so that I
was forced to look into his face.  I whimpered, worried that he had knocked my
cap loose.  I'd be beaten if he did, later.  I tried to hold back the tears as I
stared helplessly into his face.  I wanted him to save me, but I could not
speak!

"Is this what you want, Bill?" he finally asked sincerely.  I had thought that
Sharon had been grooming him for a similar life as mine, but he seemed fine and
in control.  She had apparently just used her powers of hypnosis to make him
love her.  I guess she wanted a real man in him!

I wondered briefly if Dr. Ellington had looked into my disappearance.  I
wondered if Wade the doorman was still waiting for his weekly extortion.  Did my
parents miss me, or wonder why I never wrote?  I doubted it.  Sharon probably
had all of that figured into her plan to make me a slave.  I nodded at Steve,
forcing a smile.  It was all I could do.  It was what was expected of me now-

"Yes, Sir!" I said meekly, and as soon as he released my hair I bowed down to
lick his boots clean.  I was his slave as much as the rest of them.  It was my
job...

It was my life...

END

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