New Art. Jane Christmas Spirit

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   Hi Everyone

       Sorry for my slow replies on here and the Patreon this week, have been having log in issues but we are all good now.

 So lets take a step back to Christmas and we find a flirty Aunt Jane being "caught by surprise" by an unexpected visit from the gentle and kind Reverend Mayfield Green.

  But lets face it, Jane is never surprised, always in control and so I get the suspicion our favourite Aunts shock is all play acting for the one man who makes her tummy tingle and lets face it, if that outfit and that body and smile don't make Mayfield tingle, the poor chap is a lost cause.

      

Biggest Hugs

XXXX

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New Art. A quiet night in

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   Good morning, sorry if this is a bit rushed, but the universe is on my case again and I have so much to do. 

   However I could not leave Aunt Jane waiting in the wings, so it is time we found out for whom she is waiting in such elegantly naughty attire.

  Biggest Hugs

XXX

Andy

   

I hope you liked that idea. Jane seems so confident,that even if Andy had come into the kitchen he would not have been too surprised to find her so dressed.

 I wonder if Jane will slip into a gown before the good Reverend arrives for dinner and she will keep her outfit a tantalising secret, gifting him just the occasional glimpse of something shiny beneath her dress, causing the shy and gentlemanly Vicar to tremble ever so slightly.

It is a quiet night in with ever so much potential.

  

New Art.. "Dripping wet"

Hi Everyone
   And we are up and running, all systems restored and files backed up and so it is time for new art.
I think this one is pretty self contained but was inspired by the recent heat here on the south coast (don't mention the strange gasses though). I remember wearing my uniform for weeks during a hot summer back in France and literally dripping with sweat when I was finally peeled out of it. To be honest it felt amazing.
Anyway here is a piece In which we find out poor little hero/Heroine regretting being such a sulky your thing. Though perhaps he might get a little reward later in the day.
  Hope ylou are all  well
Big Hugs
XXX
Andy

New Art. "I assumed he knew"

Hi Everyone

  Time for new art, but before I start i need to say, this will be the last piece for a few weeks as last night my paint 8 and files decided to go into meltdown. I know how to fix it but it will take a while to get it all back as i like it, so please bare with.

 Anyway, my latest piece finds Jane paying the price for selling her soul to the sisterhood. I am not sure what has happened to gain the ladies displeasure, perhaps a missed payment, or maybe a failed sissy audit, but either way we find Jane put to good use as a mere item of furnishing,leaving her poor nephew wandering about his future.

  Hope you like this and as I say, please stay tuned, more art will be coming as soon as I can.

XXX

Andy

New Art : Remember when?

Hi Everyone

   Sorry for being so slow,but here we are again with new art. I don't really need to explain it too much, it is a simple idea and quite sentimental, which kind of reflects my feelings at the moment.

 So I hope you like this.

  Big hugs and thank you for waiting ( I hope)

XXX 

    

New Art. "Flirting With Trouble"

Hi Everyone

Time for some new art and this time it has been directly inspired by an idea from our friend RubberH. He sent me a couple of ideas but one instantly struck me, however I added a twist in that, instead of the chauffeur uniform suggested, I squeezed Andy into a Gigi Hadid inspired Latex biker catsuit. 

  As ever the poor thing is in embarrassing trouble,but this time it is with a power even greater than his Aunt Jane.

  I hope you all like this.

Big hugs

XXX

Andy

And here is the Gigi Hadid Inspiration

  

New Art: "Andys' Easter Parade"

Hi Everyone

  So I still have not finished my work, but that down to the people I am doing the job for, they change their minds so often Its crazy, but hey whatever

  Stayed up until the early hours of this morning to complete this one, just had to get it done.

  I don't think i need explain anything about it, it all seems very clear that poor sweet Andy has once more been the helpless tool in Aunt Janes' social climbing.

  I will allow you, my dear friends, to add all the colour and texture you do so well, which truly brings my art to life for me.

  Big hugs and love

Andy

XXX

Ps
Think i need to look to a few simpler pieces, perhaps Andy needs to be back in uniform soon
XXX

New Art. "Adventures in Advertising"

Hi Everyone
  Well it has been a while, but the desire to create art can not be forever suppressed. So here we go again and once more it is poor Andy who is in for an embarrassing time.
  Funnily this is inspired by my new job and by someone I saw in town the other day. However the art which came out does not reflect the later, that little piece of delight i will save for the future.
  I don't really think the situation needs much explanation, as once more it is his slim figure, long legs and cute bottom that are his downfall. Packed into smooth Latex leggings and the cutest of tight pink latex Tshirts, poor Andy (at the offering of his Aunt) has become the face of a newly opened salon. Whatever will the visitors to the shopping centre make of him. Poor boy.
  Hope you like this.
XXX
Andy

ps
Nice to be back
XX

New Art, "Andys little slip"

Hi Everyone
  New year new art, I felt i needed to post a new piece of art before anything else. It has taken me some time to finish this piece, in fact i completed another version of this, set in a different location but was unhappy with it and felt it needed a little something more.
I have tried to keep the dialog down and tell most of the pictures emotions through body language.  Whatever it is Andy has done, we can see Aunt Jane is most definitely not happy with  her nephew, her head is down eyes narrow and her stride is long and purposeful, whilst Andrew, with his dainty sissy steps and highly polished Pink Latex uniform, is pulling back, trying to resist his fate. As ever Jane timing is perfection.
 

I do hope you like this and I hope to create more art as soon as time and my head will allow.

 For those who are interested i have included below an enlarged version of Andrews Pink Latex Uniform. I thought some of you might be interested in the details such as the clear latex which forms a large part of the dress, allowing the skimpiest styles to be worn whilst still ensuring the poor boy is totally enclosed up to his chin in tight and sticky rubber at all times and the fact that the apron is nearly transparent, highlighting its delicate quality. 

Just little things, perhaps I should send my designs to House of Harlot or our friend William Wilde  and see if they can produce them. What fun

Big Hugs
XXX
Andy

New Art ^Do we understand each other"

Hi Everyone,

    Hope you are all so very well, XXX

  Here is a new piece of art, I had been working on this for ages, but words would not come for me, this is typical at the moment, I have lots of ideas and some finished art, but the words are a bit of a struggle to get right.

  Anyway poor Andy is once again in fear of exposure, I guess this is a scene from the first few weeks of his feminisation and he as yet has not realised his Aunt is not to be argued with and that her word is final. The concept of Andy handing over all his cloths is one I have visited before.I think it is just that realisation that now you have no way of wearing anything other than that which Aunt Jane demands and that now you really are trapped and that this is no longer a game or passing thing, you are her plaything for as long as she demands.

  Anyway I do hope you like this, I like the Maids dress especially, there is something sweet and cute about it, I think it is the neckline.

  My very best wishes and many many thanks

XXX

Andy

New art. "Around Aunties little finger"

Hi Everyone

  Time again for some of my own art and you find me still obsessed with the lady in the red leather jacket. This time though it is very much worn by our own Aunt Jane and again we find out the extent of her powers of persuasion.

  The call came from her friend that morning at 11. Disaster, the model had refused to wear Latex, claiming she had allergy's or some nonsense. Jane slumped back in her chair, who could he find to fill in at the last moment, she swiveled in her office chair and found herself looking into her garden and out at her nephew merrily kicking that awful football around. At her nephew, her sweet, slim nephew ,her loving and besotted nephew, so eager to please, so happy to help so........so pretty.

     I took RHs advice and trimmed the scene down to two and once more put Andy into those embarrassment inducing Latex pants. I imagine a long walk to the studio and the caress of those tight pants with each high heeled step,will leave our poor hero/Heroine as red cheeked as his new hair. 

  The rest I leave to your wonderfully naughty imaginations

   Love and kisses

Andy

XXX

New Art. "One More Word"

Hi Everyone

  Firstly Over 3 millions visits to my blog? wow I am amazed and delighted thank you all, but if I may, thank you most of all to my wonderful commentors, you really do feed the blogger and inspire me to create. Bless you.

XX

  So here we are with some new art. Did this one real quick because it was in part inspired by someone I saw whilst on holiday. My friends and I were in a restaurant, not a wildly posh one, but a suit and tie one (yes I do own a suit and tie...cheeky). Anyway as we sat, a lady of about 60 came in with her companion/husband, one of those annoying French women, as my friend Sheila would say, She was a tall slim, older lady, immaculate in every way, hair grey perfect, make up just right, figure trim and long legged, confidently perfect. However what really made her stand out was that, among all the smart skirt and pant suits and little black dresses, she wore black cotton pants and a brilliant red, shiny leather biker jacket, just as Andy had in one of my images and it gave the impression, though I doubt it true, that she wore nothing beneath it. This was no, standard average biker jacket, this was s real, piece of designer wear and if I had had half the nerve she had, I would have gone and asked her about it. It was a statement of utter confidence.

  So I wanted to get that image into my art and that is why, perhaps Aunt Jane, does not quite look her self today, but then again, our poor hero/heroine is looking just as helpless so that evens the score.

  I don't know if this fits into any time frame, It is clearly from before Andys complete feminisation, but I just loved writing the dialog, I could hear Janes haughty, rich tone of voice as she is telling her little nephew off.

  Anyway enough chat, you have had enough of that from he, so here is My new art. "One More Word".  A threat if ever I heard one. I'll leave the rest to your imaginations.

  Best wishes and many thanks.

XXX

Andy

New Art. "Quid pro Quo"

Hi everyone
  I have finally found a reason to post this. I believe I shared it with Rubber H a few months back, who encouraged me to post it then.  I have never really been happy with it and had always intended to re do it. However, with work and stuff the way it is at the moment, the chance of me finding time to sit and work on anything totally new is pretty slim and so I have re-assessed  it and decided to share it with you. (We,ll call it a work in progress)
  It does not feature Andy, however it does involve his Aunt Janes Creditors and a little insight into the deal she struck with with Mysterious League Of Mistresses (move over Marvel).
  Hope you like this and hope it inspires me to get off my back and do something new.
My very best wishes
XXXX
Andy

"A special weekend it will be". Part 3

Hi Everyone
  I am really happy to be able to post the next, but sadly concluding part of Rubber H's brilliant addition to the world of Andy and Aunt Jane.
  I have in no way edited or adapted this brilliant story, it is all in RH's skilled hands. I had intended to create some art to go with it, but my head and the imagination contained therein would not oblige with enough speed and to be honest I just wanted you all to read this great story.
  So thank you so very much Master Rubber H, for your brilliant story and for treating my characters with so much love and respect.
  XXX
Andy

A Special Weekend It Will Be (Conclusion)

Copyright 2015 y RubberH

While Lady Quirt and Robin were seeing to their incoming guests, Andy was left alone in Aunt Jane’s room. He was encased in a tight rubber mummy suit. His body was immobilized as the thick rubber squeezed every centimeter of his body. Locking straps went around his ankles, above and below his knees, his waist, chest and finally his neck. He tried bending his legs but the thickness and tightness of the rubber forced his legs to snap back in position after only a brief moment. All he could do was to stare up at the ceiling and wait.

As he lay on the floor Andy thought about Aunt Jane. What was Robin doing to her? Was she hurt, or even worse?

The light was getting dim as time wore on. Soon it would be night and he would be alone in the dark. He had no gag but he knew it would be no use to say anything. Just as the last bits of sunlight disappeared from the window, the door to the bedroom opened and two of the rubber maids entered. They turned on the lights and quickly extracted Andy from his confinement.

“It is time to prepare you.” Said one of the rubber maids. Andy put up no resistance, not only because he was extremely stiff and sore, but he knew that Bulldyke or someone else was standing by to make sure he was compliant.

Andy was helped into a tub where a warm bath had been drawn. He could smell the exotic bath oils tingling his skin as he sat down. He was bathed by the maids, then dried and taken to a dressing table. There his hair was styled, makeup applied and perfumed. Andy looked into the mirror and saw in the reflection one of the maids holding a very elegant evening gown of pink rubber. The maids dressed him and made last minute touchups to his makeup. He was led out of the bedroom door and directed down the hallway and to the main staircase. He knew that to bolt and try to make an escape was impossible and he couldn’t leave Aunt Jane.

“Ah, there is our little morsel.”, said Lady Quirt. “Our guest of honor.”

Andy looked at the crowd as he got to the bottom of the stairs. There were thirty to forty people dressed in rubber, leather and other materials. They were primarily women, although there were a handful of men attending. He saw that they were all looking at him. Some with curiosity, some with lust in their eyes.

Robin took hold of Andy’s arm. “No introductions tonight. You will get to know all of the senior Guild members quite intimately very soon.”

Andy began shaking with fear as Robin took him into the dining room. He was seated and dinner was served. He could barely eat as he could almost feel the stares of the guests. After desert was served Lady Quirt rose from the table.

“Members of the Sissy Guild, Friends and Honored Guests. Tonight would normally be one for celebration. To welcome a new sissy into the fold. However, that is not the case.” Lady Quirt then left the table and then Lady Tawse and Lady Flogger did the same. Robin took hold of Andy once again and followed all three to the Great Hall.

Lady Quirt and Lady Tawse donned rubber judges’ robes and stood in front of the crowd.

“The Disciplinary Board was alerted to serious violations of the Sissy Rules. After an investigation it was determined that the accused was indeed guilty. Tonight the judgement of the Board and the application of punishment will be given.”

Lady Tawse motioned to Bulldyke and she turned and left the room. In a few moments Andy heard a squeaking of wheels and he turned towards the direction of the sound. His eyes grew wide with shock.

A large steel ring was on a wheeled dolly and pushed into the room by Bulldyke and two of the dungeon sissies. Bound to the ring was Aunt Jane. She was nude and her arms and legs spread out for all to see. A large penis gag was in her mouth. Andy saw the look of horror and shame on her face. The guests looked at her with a mix of amusement and distain.

“Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones.” Said Lady Quirt. “You have been found guilty of four major violations of Guild Rules. “

“One: Using valuable Guild resources for the conversion of a sissy for your own personal use.” Said Lady Tawse.

“Two: Not allowing the use of said sissy for mandatory Guild functions and placement on rotation of our Members.” Said Lady Quirt.

“Three: Public display of the sissy in public situations where Guild members’ privacy would be compromised.” Said Lady Tawse.

“Violation Four: Failure to repay the Guild for expenses incurred for the conversion of the sissy.” Concluded Lady Quirt.

“Tonight the first part of your punishment will be applied in the presence of senior members of the Guild. The punishment will be live-streamed to those members who could not be here tonight.”  

Bulldyke stepped in front of Aunt Jane and removed the gag, then wiped the drool from her mouth.

“Do you have a statement to make before punishment begins?”

Aunt Jane stared at Lady Quirt and the others. “You are just as guilty as I am Lady Quirt. Robin is a prime example of the first so-called violation and…UMMMM!” Bulldyke rammed the gag back into Aunt Jane’s mouth.

Lady Quirt smiled. “Oh Jane…Jane. So arrogant, even to the last. You think you are smarter and better than any of us. We created the Rules of the Guild and know them by heart. Remember what you said when you gave Robin to me? You said I could do whatever I wanted to with Robin. You did not say that this was a sissy to convert or train. Rules of the Guild are very specific and by not immediately declaring Robin a sissy you in essence freed him from sissyhood.”

Aunt Jane knew that it was of no use to resist further. Andy could see her face go from defiance to utter hopelessness.

Lady Flogger nodded her head and a sissy maid wheeled out a trolley. It was filled with various whips, paddles, canes, straps and other implements. As the maid approached the ring Lady Flogger walked towards Aunt Jane.  

Robin could barely conceal her glee. “Watch carefully Amanda”, as she whispered into his ear. “Lady Flogger might be quiet but she is the world’s greatest expert in the use of the whip and application of pain. A sadist beyond measure. Mummy is letting me take lessons from her and I can hardly wait to let you feel what I’ve learned so far.”

Lady Flogger stepped out of her shoes. Then reached up to the clasps holding her dress. She released them and her dress dropped to the floor. She was nude.

“Lady Flogger, are you ready?” asked Lady Quirt. Lady Flogger nodded. “You may begin.”

Lady Flogger took a simple bamboo cane from the trolley. She flexed it in her hands. Andy could see her testing its strength and suppleness. Then without warning Lady Flogger struck Aunt Jane.

The room was silent except for the sounds of the cane whooshing through the air, the sound of it hitting its target and Aunt Jane’s muffled screams.

Andy began to cry as Lady Flogger continued the punishment.

“Why are you crying Amanda?” Asked Robin. “Would you rather that it be you?”

Andy looked at Robin. Then he bolted and ran across the room to where Lady Flogger had finished her fifth stroke of the cane.  As Lady Flogger raised her arm to strike again, Andy embraced Aunt Jane, shielding her from the next blow. Lady Flogger instead of striking, lowered her arm and placed the cane back in the trolley.

“As you can see my friends, her guilt is compounded by the actions of the sissy. There is a strong emotional bond between the two. A bond which is forbidden by Guild Rules. The punishment may be suspended.” Said Lady Flogger.

Andy still held on to Aunt Jane until he was forcibly removed by Bulldyke.

“A more fitting punishment has been developed for these two and you will please join us tomorrow evening for the final judgment of this Board.”

As the guests left, Andy could see Aunt Jane still bound to the ring. Still in agony from the cane, but there was barely a mark on her. He wanted so much to comfort her but Bulldyke would not release him.

“Amanda, or maybe I should call you Andrew. “, said Lady Quirt. “If you were an ordinary sissy you would be both on the ring and Lady Flogger would probably peel every inch of skin off of the two of you. But you are a valuable commodity. A sissy which did not need extensive plastic surgery or mental conditioning. You are a natural beauty, submissive and sissy. Rare indeed.”

Lady Quirt directed Bulldyke to take Andy to the dungeon. Andy looked over his shoulder as Aunt Jane was released from the ring. They followed Andy and Bulldyke, carrying Aunt Jane who had fainted from the pain.

They went to a room in the dungeon which Andy had not yet seen. In the center of the room was a platform surrounded by machinery and several mechanical arms. A cable was suspended overhead.

Bulldyke took Andy’s dress and tore it off of him. He would’ve tried to conceal his nudity but he knew it would be of no use. Andy was taken to the platform and told to sit. Aunt Jane had now recovered and was also taken to the platform. Lady Quirt entered the room and was handed a small box.

“The Disciplinary Board needed to make certain that the bond between you was as strong as we feared.” Said Lady Quirt. “We have decided that we needed to make an example of you for all members of the Guild as well as all sissies.”

Bulldyke took hold of Aunt Jane as Lady Quirt produced a hypodermic and plunged it into her arm. “Relax Jane. It will be useless to fight it.”

Aunt Jane was released and then felt a numbness in her joints. The numbness spread throughout her body. Suddenly she realized that she could no longer move! Andy was also injected and in minutes the both of them were totally immobilized.

“Now this is just temporary. In about an hour it will wear off.”

Lady Tawse joined them. She looked at Jane and then took hold of her arm. She raised it above her head and released it. Aunt Jane’s arm remained as it was. Lady Tawse’s hands went to Aunt Jane’s face and began to open her mouth and pull her lips forward. She continued to manipulate the face, giving her an expression of utter ecstasy. “Yes.” She said. “Very beautiful. But I’m just testing you out. As an artist you know that you need to work the clay just right to get the results you want.’

Over the next hour Lady Tawse manipulated Jane and Andy’s bodies and faces. Then they were both brought together and laid on their sides, facing each other. Lady Tawse brought out a bowl and began mixing liquids into it. “Got to make this fast. Bulldyke, the umbilicals.”

Bulldyke took a series of transparent rubber tubes and brought them over to Aunt Jane and Andy. A double mouthpiece, similar to scuba divers was slathered with the mixture and placed into both of their mouths. The rubber flanges went behind their lips and it now appeared as if they were locked into a deep kiss. More tubes went into their rears and urethas. Tubes went into their nostrils and they could feel them going down their throats and entering their stomachs.

“You are being plumbed for air and food as well as waste removal.” Said Lady Quirt. The mixture is a very powerful superglue. Even if you regained full mobility I would be impossible for you to remove the umbilicals without surgery. Yes there is a solvent for the glue, but that is the least you need to worry about.”

Lady Tawse took Aunt Jane’s right hand, put the glue on it and affixed it to Andy’s left breast. She took Andy’s left hand and applied it to Jane’s left breast. In seconds they were stuck fast. Then Andy’s right hand was moved between Aunt Jane’s legs. There his fingers were repositioned. Andy knew what was going to happen next and tried as hard as he could to stop it, to no avail. His fingers were glued to her womanhood as if he was….oh he wanted to die of shame!

Aunt Jane’s free hand was all that was left. Lady Tawse smiled and began to apply the glue to Aunt Jane’s hand and wrapped it around Andy’s member. Aunt Jane began to sob. This was vulgar and disgusting!

Lady Tawse stood back to admire her work. Two figures embracing in an act of pure lust. The umbilicals were almost invisible so viewers would not notice them. She nodded to Bulldyke who lowered the cable. She attached the cable to numerous strands of steel wire. They were so thin that they were barely noticeable. These wires were wrapped around Jane and Andy and soon the cable was raised slight off the platform. The umbilicals were connected to their mates which accompanied the cable.

Lady Tawse and Lady Quirt checked the connections and the placement of the wires. Lady Quirt then pushed a button on a control panel and the helpless duo were raised another three feet of the platform.

“Last step Jane.” Said Lady Tawse. “You wanted to keep Amanda to yourself and never let go. Well now you have your wish.” Lady Tawse then took two sets of rubber patches and sealed them over Jane and Andy’s eyes.

The room emptied. Aunt Jane and Andy were the only occupants. They hung in their bondage for several minutes. Then Andy heard the sounds of machinery and a hissing sound. In seconds he felt something wet being sprayed over him. Then a second and a third sprayer started to apply a clear rubber coating. The mechanical arms continued to spray while the cable began to rotate slowly. Aunt Jane knew that this substance was one of the strongest liquid rubbers in existence. Even if the drug wears off, even if the glue loosens, the rubber would keep them in this position indefinitely!

Layer after layer of thin rubber coatings built up. Aunt Jane and Andy were now helpless and solely dependent upon the umbilicals for their very lives.

The next evening Lady Tawse’s gallery was opened for a very special members’ only event. Owners and sissies from throughout the country attended. Those who could not make it were live-streamed the even and offered special private viewings to those who would be visiting London over the next six months.

There were looks of desire and fear depending upon the viewer. Those Mistresses who had considered violating Guild rules were reminded of the consequences. Sissies who thought of running away or some act of disobedience knew that to do so would result in something like this.

Aunt Jane and Andy were hanging from the ceiling of the gallery. Their bodies in an act of sexual ecstasy but yet in horror. Immobile and slowly turning while tiny spotlights highlighted them. The patches had been removed from their eyes; the only uncoated parts of their bodies. Jane could see the crowd staring at her. Laughing at her. She would never live this down, when and if she was released. Lady Quirt and the others never told her for how long this was for.

Two weeks later, Lady Quirt and Robin were enjoying the attentions of their new rubber gimp. After weeks of isolation and constant sexual stimulation without relief, the American student finally broke down and was easily reconditioned. He had a talented mouth and his cock was constantly hard and begging to be used.

“Do you think we will have any more trouble with Jane once she is released?” asked Robin.

Lady Quirt smiled.” Oh yes Sweetie. She may be humbled for a short time, but she is far too arrogant for any punishment to last. Whether it will be a week, a month or a year, she will do something stupid and we will have lots of fun teaching her another lesson.”

“Yes, Amanda.” She said to herself. “One of these days you will be mine.” She smiled and looked at a rack in the corner of the dungeon. Hanging from hooks were two pink rubber gimp suits with matching permanent steel restraints. On the hood of one said the name ‘Jane’. The other, ‘Amanda’.

Super short story. By Rubber H

Hi Everyone
   As I mentioned, the wonderful Rubber H has written a superb short story which features our helpless Hero/Heroine Andy and his Aunt Jane. It also features an old and dear friend in a new and brilliant light.
  R H, had intended it as inspiration for new art by me, which it surely will, but I think it deserves publishing in it's own right. It captures the tone and feel of my own stories to perfection and I am greatly honored to be able publish it on my blog.
  Hope you like this, sure you will.
XXX
Andy


                                                      A Special Weekend It Will Be
                                                                 By Rubber H

Copyright 2015

“We are almost there my sweet.”, said Aunt Jane as she checked the GPS on her phone. “Now be sure to watch your speed. The roads are quite narrow and the local farmers will be moving their herds this time of the day.”

Andy would normally reply “Yes, Aunt Jane”, or “Yes, M’Lady”, but the oversized penis gag was strapped and locked into his mouth. He couldn’t utter a word. He nearly died of shame when he stopped at the one intersection and the lorry driver got a good look at the rubber encased and gagged chauffeur. All Andy could do was try not to make eye contact as the driver stared at him in disbelief.

The rubber chauffeur’s uniform was not just skin tight. It was almost like he had another layer of skin. It accentuated every curve of his body, including his new C-cup breasts. His nipples stood out as Aunt Jane would examine the uniform; caressing it and making certain that there were no unsightly creases.

The boots were the usual stiletto style.  They too were laced so tight that he appeared to be in a one-piece outfit. It was difficult but not impossible to drive wearing them. Of course Aunt Jane made sure that he had plenty of practice by making him drive her around the city. He would take her to social events or run various minor errands.

He was gagged this time because he pleaded with her too strenuously about dressing like this for the entire weekend. It was strangely exciting to wear but the rubber was incredibly hot and sticky. He would rather have been in his French maid’s uniform. At least there would be relief as he could lift up his skirt and feel the air flow underneath him.

Aunt Jane was excited about the weekend. Lord and Lady Quirt had invited her and a number of others to their home for a weekend of shooting, riding and other activities. These events were considered THE prize invitation of the social calendar. This was also her chance to show off her now feminized and rubbered ‘niece’.  Her hard work would be rewarded by Lord and Lady Quirt’s approval.

Andy slowed down and turned into the entrance of the private road which lead to the estate of Lord and Lady Quirt. After a couple of minutes he stopped at the main entrance where Lady Quirt was already there to meet Aunt Jane.

“Jane it’s wonderful to see you!”, exclaimed Lady Quirt as she kissed her on both cheeks. “And I see you brought a surprise.”

“Gwen, this is who I’ve been telling you about all these months. This is Amanda, formerly Andrew.”, replied Aunt Jane, returning the kisses.

After driving for hours without a break Andy tried stretching his legs. He then was reminded about the very large intruder in his rear as he went to retrieve the luggage.

Lady Quirt looked at him with some amusement. “So utterly divine.”, she chuckled “Rubber becomes her and I bet she doesn’t want to wear anything else.”

“She rarely has a moment where she isn’t encased in one rubber garment or another. The maid’s outfits though are my favorite. You’ll see them later.”

“I can hardly wait! I know Edgar will be dying to see her as well. However, I also have a little surprise for you as well.”, replied Lady Quirt.

Aunt Jane was curious. “Really? Are you going to leave me in suspense?”

Lady Quirt smiled and led them into the man house. Andy was told to leave the suitcases by the stairway. Once that was done Aunt Jane cuffed his hands behind his back. As they crossed the great hall Lady Quirt spoke. “Remember that little gift you gave me on my birthday last year?”

“Oh yes, were you pleased?”

“More than you can imagine. When you told me how you were going to transform Amanda it inspired me to try my own hand. In fact, I hope you won’t be too upset but I have gone a little farther than you.”

Aunt Jane was taken aback. She had not expected this. This was her weekend to shine in front of the cream of society. But if she said anything Lady Quirt would no doubt take it as an insult.

Andy could only walk behind them and suffer in silence. The rubber was so hot! The gag so large that he was certain that his jaws would be permanently locked open. As they came to the end of the hall he saw someone else waiting for them. It was a girl dressed in a rubber riding habit. The tall black rubber riding boots had severe steel spurs. They went up the shapely legs and practically melted into the latex jodhpurs. The white latex blouse with ruffles was straining against the two enormous breasts which were almost ready to break through.

But it was the face that Andy was transfixed upon. There was a smile which to some was pleasant, but he could see that there was a thin veil of cruelty behind it. Then his blood ran cold as a sudden realization came upon him.

“Jane, I would like you to meet my daughter.” Said Lady Quirt.

“Daughter!?” exclaimed Aunt Jane. “When did you…Aren’t you unable…”

“Adopted.” Lady Quirt interrupted. “The papers were signed and filed last week.”

Aunt Jane realized what Lady Quirt had done. “Did you do a COMPLETE conversion? I mean..”

“No. Those parts are intact. Of course there were some changes. The hormones and testosterone blockers, the augmentations, the larynx being shaved and a few other minor touches. It was the mental changes that I’m most proud of. He was a natural for deep hypnosis and other psychological conditioning techniques. He already had a deep desire to become female.”

Lady Quirt had a gleam in her eye. “He also had other, darker desires. Ones that began to appear after you delivered him to us. It seems he took one look at Amanda and he couldn’t deny them any longer. Once he saw your ‘maid’ dressed in that tight rubber straightjacket those thoughts couldn’t be contained.

Andy stared. Tears began to flow as he looked at the girl standing before him. The gag prevented him from speaking but he tried anyway.

The girl clipped a least to the collar around Andy’s neck. “Oh Mummy!” she cried. “We are going to have so much fun this weekend. I want to try some of the new toys you gave me.”

“Jane, would you mind?” asked Lady Quirt.

Aunt Jane knew that she could not say no. She smiled as best as she could and nodded.

“Goody!” shouted the girl and pulled Andy by the leash towards the dungeon.

Andy was crying uncontrollably.

“ROBIN!...ROBIN!...DON’T YOU REMEMBER ME?!” he silently screamed as he disappeared from Aunt Jane’s sight.


Hi me again, that was wonderful. I just wanted to let you know about Robin. It is not his real name, but he was a very good friend when I was growing up, we lost contact when he moved away when we were about 13 or so and he was the first guy I ever had a crush on.
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New Art. "Little breaths Andy"

  Hi everyone
     Golly gosh what a busy few days, sorry if i have not caught up with anyone yet, but i promise to as soon as i can.
  In the meantime i found time to finish a piece inspired by all the hot weather we have been having here in the south coast of England. Once more poor Andy finds himself in trouble,melting within the restrictive confines of his Aunt Jane's latest punishment uniform.
  This is "Little breaths Andy" hope you like it.
  Take care all,
   love from
Andy and Amanda Keira
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New Art. The Gown

  Hi Everyone
      Here we are back in store once again, this time though with a twist.
    Is the wonderfully naughty Jane really buying a New gown for her sweetly feminized nephew, or is she secretly auditioning for a second sissy Maid for her household. Well It's up to you dear reader. X
   Naughty Aunt Jane.
Hope you like this. Take care abdca million thanks.
XXXX
Andy

  

The Guiding Hand Part 10

 The Guiding Hand

Part 10

Homecoming

 

“Come on”, Jennifer called, checking her make up in he hall mirror, “They will be here soon”.
   Away in her office, Jane closed the door with the tip of one slim heel. “Sorry Mrs Bennet”, she said, adjusting the phone to her ear, “Yes that was, no just excited to see them again…6 months I can barely believe it….No no I am just so delighted to know Will is as happy as I know Andy…sorry still catch myself doing it sometimes….as Amanda is……No they decided…well I think it is just easier when out……..oh yes I mean Andy is not the most masculine name and they probably could get away with it but….oh yes, yes I agree, they are in their own hands….oh yes……Oh yes Andys mother is a lovely lady isn’t she…oh you have, how wonderful…you stayed with them?….well I know there was a lovely hotel I stayed at when I met them...oh how super..Yes beautiful house. Mmmm.
   “Come on Jane, you can’t hide away”, Jennifers voice once more carried up the stairs, muffled this time by the half closed door.
    “Yes, I think so”, Jane laughed, “Ok I will be in touch…..No no Mrs Bennet, that is so very kind of you, but as I told you, we of  The Guiding hand society do not look for financial gain. The knowledge that two young people are able to live the lives they want as they want is all the reward I or any other of our ladies require….No that is quite alright Mrs Bennet and you are very welcome. …Thank you….yes good bye for now…bye.”
  Jane, pressing the button on the phone, slouched back in the leather chair, the picture of Andy in one hand. She smiled.
   “Enough”, Jennifer said entering the small, but well designed office, “Come along girl my guests will be arriving soon”.
   Jane stared at her friend and lover with a look mixing shock and delight. She seemed to be getting more beautiful with each passing day, but that might simply be down to the regular love making they now shared. However today she looked even more beautiful. Her hair was now a light copper red, a suggestion of Janes. It was a colour that suited her completion and allowed an almost inexhaustible variation in her look and make up. Make up which today was rich and warm dark eyes and rouged cheeks, full wet lips. However it was not these things which dry Jane’s attention but her outfit.
  “Hey those are my Pants”, she said, pointing at the smooth glossy film of leather which clung to Jennifers superb legs. “What a cheek”.
  Janes playful friend smiled and turned, showing of her curves as the light reflected on the smooth material, “I think they look cool”.
   “Is the zip done up right”, Jane said reaching out a hand.
   “Yes I think so why”, Jennifer said, looking down, her polished fingertips fiddling with the nearly invisible gold zipper.
   “Here let me see”.
   “Why?”.
   “Oh stop fussing come here , you want them right”.
    “They are……oh all right”, Jennifer signed and stepped closer until Jane’s outstretch and fingers could rest on the zip. “But they fit…….Oh Christ!!!!!”
 Jane laughed as her friends eyes widened and her breath exploded from her body in an uncontrolled gasp. “Better?”. She smiled
   “Oh god Jane, what the f…..what was that?”.
   “There is a little flat of leather just under the zip, I found it purely by accident and when it is in the right place it…..” as she touched the zipper again she watched Jennifers eyes slowly roll in her head and her lips part in deep panted breath. She smiled “Yes right there….nice?”.
Her friend barely replied, her only acknowledgement a faint but clear nod. “Oh yes”.
   “Now don’t get them all sticky, that’s all”.
     “Hey”, came her friends, breathy panted reply, “Don’t forget I am the boss today remember. So less of your miss bossy boots. Now come on lets see you”.
   Jane looked up at her red faced lovers smile, it was cruel and loving at once. She shook her head. “How did you talk me into this”, she mumbled standing.
   Jennifer laughed, “It was a deal, you agreed to anything if i…if  ..you know…licked you…..you know…between”.
 “Good grief Jen, it is too late to be coy about it now”, Jane smiled dangerously, “You weren’t worried with your face buried in my bottom last night”.
  “Silence!”, for a moment both women stood stunned at Jennifers sharp tone, then together they broke into a shared laugh.
  “Very well a deal is a deal…..Oh god I did not realise it was that short”. Jane said. Tugging at the frighteningly high hem of the tiny dress as she looked in the mirror. “I just can’t believe Andy ever got into this”.
“You are only just in it yourself Jane”, Jennifer smiled, her eyes drifting over her friends full breasts as they  spilled from the top of the dresses bodice. The soft mounds pressed up and together to create the deep and beautiful cleavage Andy never could have. “Don’t forget it was cut to flatter a boy and not someone of your charms”.
   “I know but…it is really tight and hot”. Jane moaned turning to look at the rear of the dress. The shiny brilliant pink latex glistening wetly with each movement. “I mean look, you can see, my Panties”.
   “Think how Andy felt in it then”, Jennifer replied, fluffing the skirt on the petticoats beneath. “Did you polish all of these?”.
    “Yes every one of them…..but Andy looked gorgeous in it”.
     “Holy shit Jane” Jennifer gasped in dismay “You look astonishing in it, no you look  gorgeous in it, stunning, Beautiful and if I may,  Fucking Sexy as hell in it and if Andy and Will were not on their way I would have you over my knee right now…OK?”.
   Jane looked to her friend, a smile of pure wickedness on her lips. “Oh yes please”.
    Jennifer shook her head and turned to leave. “God what are you like. For that you can expect no further compliments from your mistress today. Now come on Maid Jane, down stairs”.
  “Yes Madam”, Jane replied as Jennifer turned away, her tone a light giggle.
  Then suddenly after  but a few steps the younger woman stopped and gasped. A hand fumbled out to support herself in the door way as he stumbled.
  “What is it Jen?”, Jane said, stepping to her, the pink dagger like heels offering no difficulty to her movement.
  “Oh god Jane”, Jennifer looked up into her friends eyes, her face red and glowing.
   “You Ok Honey?”. Jane asked.
    “Yes,Oh yes, But you know what you said about making your pants all sticky”. She gasped once more, biting her lip. “……sorry”.
   For a moment Jane looked back at her friend in confusion, then realising what she meant stepped back, “Oh no! Jenny!”, Jane shook her head in mock disgust.
    “It’s not my fault you started it and you know what leather dos to me”.
    “I should make you lick them clean for me”. Jane said, creating a resounding crack as she smacked Jennifer’s smooth buttocks, making her friend gasp once more.
   “Christ Jane that is not…..not….helping……Oooo sorry, sorry”.
 Jane watched with disbelief and a great deal of excitement as she watched her friend and lover gripped in the glow of an unexpected climax. “Now you know why I always wear them”, She smiled and stepping close whispered. “Just wait till you try the stairs”.
 
  To her relief and despite having to stop to calm herself a couple of times Jennifer made it down into the reception hall without any further embarrassment, Jane however had no such luck. Oh she did not suffer the delightful torments of her friend, but once in the hall, her dagger heels on the polished wood floor her eyes fell on the mirror which dominated one side. It was no different reflection to the one she had gazed on in her dressing room minutes before, a woman of matured years, beautiful and confident, her full body squeezed into smooth and glossy latex rubber, a vision of sensual perfection from every angle. Jane blushed and shook her head, but she would willingly do anything for her lover, the woman in the tight pants who she now watched move with poise and grace in the next room.
  She felt her stomach flutter, her mind filling with the memory of their first meeting some years before. Of her new neighbour a poised and stylish woman, younger than she by a few years, yet confident and cool, with no need for attachments or relationships. She remembered how she had first appeared at her door, smiling and alive her warmth instantly filling the large house, this house, the only thing Jane had ever got from the untrustworthy man she had foolishly called a husband. The house they now so happily shared. She smiled.
  Jennifer turned and stared at her, her hands slipping to her hips in a show of mock displeasure. “Standing around Maid Jane?”, she purred.
 Jane gazed back, her eyes smiling brightly and then with a cute curtsy answered. “Sorry madam Jenny”. Before with a deliberate wiggle of her sweetly displayed bottom turning away.
 
 It was half and hour later when Jennifer heard the car draw up, the gravel of the drive crunching under the tyres.
  “Jane”, she called, stepping into the hallway, “Jane they are here”.
   “Better than Maid Jane”, her friend said, stepping from the kitchen, her tight pink latex dress shimmering in the light which flooded in from the glass panelled door.
   Jennifer mockingly curled her lip at Janes words and with a clipped tone beckoned her maid for the day over. “I trust you have not dirtied your uniform Maid jane”.
  The older, but no less beautiful woman shook her head in disbelief, “You really are going for this aren’t you”.
   “Silence Maid”, Jennifer purred her tone deliberately sensual. “Inspection”. With that she stepped back a pace and slowly circled Janes glistening form, fluffing the skirts, smoothing the ribbons of her apron, all the things she knew Jane had done to poor little Andrew months before. She smiled. “Very good, apart from two points which require a little more polishing”.
 Jane looked down, “Where?” she asked turning her head in search of the missed details. “Where”.
  Jennifer cocked her head slightly and smiled, “Just……”. With that she reached out with the index fingers of both hands and gently placed them on Janes latex flattened nipples, “…..here”.
 At the first instant of Jennifers touch Jane gasped and sighed as almost immediately her twin buds responded to her friends slow circular caress. “Oh God Jen not now”.
  But Jennifer just tutted her coolly. “Now now Jane, you must look your best”.
  “Oh God Jen stop”, Jane breathed her words in clear contradiction to her body, which, under Jennifer’s attentions, had already taken on a warm glow. “I don’t have time to change my panties”.
  “But Jane, I am only polishing you, what more do you think I am doing?”.
   “You…oh god!…..you know very well”.
   “There all done, that’s better…”, Jennifer purred and as her friend stepped back Jane gazed down to where the tight latex of her bodice now stretched one last time to mould about the hardened twin peaks of her newly enflamed nipples. “Now you are perfect”.
 The pairs eyes met now, Jennifer’s cool and hooded and Janes wide and alive, they gazed at each other for a moment, before in a flash of white teeth Jane beamed.
  For a moment there was a pause then Jennifer sighed in playful exasperation, her body opening. “Yes Jane, well done, yes that was a compliment. Yes very well. Jane. You are gorgeous, stunning, hot, beautiful, cute , sweet and sexy as hell….OK?”
 Jane smiled,  “Oh yes”.
 “Good”, Jennifer drew close and kissed her wide eyed lover softly on her glossed lips, “…….Now fuck off and open the door”,
   “Yes Miss”. Janes smile was as wide as the sky and with a flirty  bob, she curtsed yes Madam to her stunning friend and wiggled to the door.
 The cool late winter sun flooded in as the door swung open. Jane narrowed her eyes in playful frustration as Jennifer instructed her to wait inside, before she alone stepped out to greet their friends.
    The car was clean and polished, a nice neat salon, nothing flash nothing silly, yet it had a quality which only came with expense. Jennifer smiled. Their young couple were secure.
  The drivers door opened and Will, tall and athletic, his hair still undecided as to which way it would flop, stepped out. Now again it was his neat and classy overcoat which spoke of success. He waved and stepped lightly to the passenger door.
  As it opened an elegantly heeled foot appeared followed by one long long feminine leg.
  “God they are nice heels”.
 Jennifer turned to find Jane peering round the door frame.
 “Jane get back in the kitchen”
 “Jen I want to see them”, Jane whispered back, her eyes still gazing past her.
  “Jane you will mess the surprise……Look if you wait for me to call I will….”, Jennifer paused, taking a breath, “….i will let you…..you know…to me….in the studio”.
  Janes eyes drew away from the long legs slipping from the car and held her friends, she smiled “What…….all over?”.
 Jennifer nodded.
   “With the oils?”
 Another nod, this one not so confident.
   “With the little glitter brush?”.
  This time there was a brief pause, before she gave a slightly less certain nod.
     “Tonight”.
Jane gave a triumphantly naughty smile and with that turned back into the house. For a moment Jennifer’s eyes followed her lovers sexy wiggle as she departed, but hearing the crisp crunch of the gravel under foot returned her gaze to their guests.
  Her eyes widened in astonishment.
   His hand happily nestled in Wills and with a wide brilliantly sweet smile on his immaculately made up face, Andy, beautiful, elegant, sexy Andy, approached with grace and ease atop dagger like heels, his blossoming figure sheathed in a simple yet perfectly styled knee length Mac of metallic cherry red.
  Jennifer, warmed by her guests smiles ,stepped out into the chilled late winter air and opened her arms.
  “Oh my goodness”, she beamed as first Will and then Andy were enfolded in her embrace. “Look at you two, Oh William look at that hair, still not tamed it I see”.
 Will smiled at the light teasing, “Don’t think it ever can be, Jennifer,”.
  “No you leave it alone Will”, Andy Added, gazing with clear adoration at his young boyfriend, before stroking a stray hair from his eyes, “I love it as it is”.
   “Well I do not doubt that An… man… A..mmandy ..sorry”.
 Andy giggled and smiled, “Andy really is fine Jenny”
   “Sorry Andy”, Jennifer felt herself blush at her garbled address but relaxed under Andys warm and honest smile. “Sorry, come on in, come on in”.
    Stepping into the warmth of the hall, Jennifer closed the door.
   “You look great Jenny” Andy said, politely, slipping his polished leather gloves off to reveal cherry glossed fingertips, “But they’re….they’re not Janes pants are they?”
    Jennifer stopped, she smiled knowingly. “Yes as a matter of fact they are”.
    “They look a bit tight”, Will said, quickly stumbling to add “In a good way I mean”.
     “Thank you William”, Jennifer offered the young man her warmest smile. Andy  smiled as well.
     “Do they fit…….nicely”, Andy said, his tone deliberately playful. “You know in all the right places”.
     Jennifers eyes narrowed, her hands slipped to her hips and she nodded, “Yes thank you Andy, they fit very……lets say…..pleasantly”.
    From where she hid in the kitchen, Jane stifled a giggle and gazed at her young couple, there image reflected in the dominant hall mirror.
   She smiled at the clear love that bound them together. Andy had never looked lovelier to her. Oh it had been a few months but she had had photos and Emails, but in the flesh, he seemed radiantly feminine. His hair, cut and feathered into a cute Pixie crop, perfectly highlighted his naturally soft features, his sparkling doe eyes, full, softly smiling lips and young blushed cheeks, glowed with youth and life. Whilst his dress, the simple mac drawn in at the waist, emphasised his slim, femininely boyish figure to perfection and it was a figure born with grace and ease on sensuously curved heels of glossy jet black.
  Jane sighed, sighed and smiled and watched as, the moment Jennifer turned away to place their bags by the stair Will, clearly mystified by the odd use of the word  “pleasant”, turned to whisper in Andys ear. The beautiful young man smiled and returned the whisper, his lips close to Wills ear. Will smiled and whispered another reply which brought a nod and smile from Andy. There was a brief pause before Will again lent close, Andy turned his head to allow his boyfriend to draw closer. Will spoke and for a moment Andys face froze, his eyes widened and fluttered and with a turn of his head gazed In clear blushing surprise at his beloved Will. After a moment he nodded and a smile of pure delight flickered on his lips, Lips which in turn then settled with gentle tenderness on to the young mans.
 Jane smiled. God she could watch them all day.
   “I will take them up later”, Jennifer said turning back to them and catching the last of their whispered conversation smiled and shook her head, “Yes  I know and yes they have, yes it is and yes I have…. more than once. Thank you OK?”.
  “What?”, Will said in comical surprise “I did not say a thing”.
  “You two are a real team aren’t you”. Jennifer replied her smile warm and loving.
   “Afraid so” Andy finished, a look of adoration gifted to the young man at his side.   “Team Andill”.
   “Andill?”, Will laughed, “I thought we were team Willdy”.
    “No I renamed us at the last board meeting” Andy smiled with a playful pat on Will bottom. “So team Andill wonder if Aunt Jane is in”.
   Jennifer released a devilish smile, “Oh yes, she is here”.
  “No she isn’t”, came the voice from the kitchen.
  Andy looked at Will, who in turn looked at Jennifer, there faces a mixture of confusion and delight.
   “Now now Jane come along. We have guests”.
   Again a descending voice filed the air. “I have changed my mind Jen”.
    “Jane, stop being silly and come and take our guests coats”.
 With that there came an almost deliberately dramatic sigh as from the kitchen the click of heels approached.
    Andy felt Wills hand tense around his as Jane stepped out into the hall way.
   “Oh my goodness!”, Andy gasped, one feminine hand reaching to his lips to hide his smile “Aunt Jane?”.
   “Maid Jane”, Jennifer corrected, her tone playfully sharp.
    “Oh don’t start”, Jane replied her fingers trying to ease the hem of her shiny latex uniform a few inches lower.
    “Aunt Jane!, Oh my goodness, what?…..”. Andys voice died stumbling to find the words. “Hang on is that one of my Uniforms?”.
     “Oh you noticed”. Jane huffed still struggling with the brevity of the outfit which barely contained her beautiful figure. “Jens Idea”
     “Now Now  Jane a deal is a deal, you agreed”.
     “Deal?”, Will asked looking puzzled.
     “Oh not for your ears darling”. Jennifer smiled.
      “Oh God, I can’t leave you two alone for a minute can I”, Andy beamed his smile brighter than the clear winter air,  “What are you like?”.
      For a moment now there was a pause, a still between the four of them, then the laughter came and in that moment Jane stepped forward and wrapped her young “Niece” in her warm and loving embrace.
      “Oh Andy, you look gorgeous”, she purred, holding him close, “Both of you so gorgeous. It is so wonderful to see you both again”. She returned her embrace to Will, who blushed from ear to ear. “I want to know it all. I have seen some of your work Andy. You are all over the salon walls, You look stunning. Imagine New York”.
  “I know, I didn’t think that agent would remember me”.
   “Not remember you?”. Jane laughed, “She must have dreamt about you for weeks”.
   “I did”. Will added. Instantly blushing as the groups eyes turned to him. “I mean… ..well..you know…..still do…you know I do….you said I talk in my sle…”.
    “Will!” Andys eyes widened and a sweetly cute blush bathed his face at the young mans innocent slip.
    “Oh sorry….i..i didn’t mean”.
      Andy glanced at Jane and Jennifer, their smiles wide and joyful and took his young mans hand in his, squeezing it lovingly and pulling him close so as to softly kiss his reddened cheek. “Think they know what you mean”.
   Will, sweet Will just blushed as a silence momentarily settled on the group.
 Jane coughed softly, her smile barely contained, “Do you… travel with each other”. she asked covering the young mans slip.
    “If we can”, Will said, this time choosing his words, “If my work allows”.
     “Yes, Christian told me all about that. It sounds exciting. What about..”
“Now now Jane”, Jennifer added, “Duty first, take my guests coats”.
     “Your guests?”, Jane gasped, turning to her friend “Cheeky cow”.
     “Jane!”, The younger woman hissed, “That is no way to address your mistress. Now coats”.
 Jane looked with light-hearted disgust at her lover and turned back to their smiling guests. “Young Miss, young Sir, May I take your coats”.
    “Thank you” Will said entering into the spirit and slipping his off to reveal a crisp and wonderfully cut suit, handed it to Jane.
    “And Miss?”. Jane smiled with a faint almost thoughtless curtsy.
    “Why thank you Maid Jane”, Andy smiled, and with delicate fingers un-fed the belt of his Mac and slipped the buttons. It slid from his shoulders and as it did, both Jane and Jennifer gasped.
    For a moment Andy paused. It was odd for over the past few months he had gotten used to being gazed at, yet now before these two people he knew and loved so much he once more felt uncertain, as if he too had been caught by surprise.
  He shifted on his heels .“Its Atsuko”, He said.
  The Atsuko in question was a glistening jet black latex Atsuko Kudo sheath dress, It’s sleekly chic 50s styling making it mould and cling to every curve of Andys body down to just below his knees. The cute short puffed sleeved highlighting his slim elegant arms whilst the structured bodice nipped at the waist to create a perfectly feminine silhouette.
 Andy took a breath, The tight shiny latex, popping softly under his faint movement.   “It’s.. .It’s a signature look”, Andy half whispered , almost feeling an explanation for his wearing such a eye-catching  outfit was called for “The agency suggested it, kind of a look which becomes associated with one model”.
  However it was not the dress, elegant, stylish and sexy though it was, which drew Janes eye, but that which nestled within the sweetly cut neckline. For as Andy breathed the soft pillows of a blossoming young cleavage, clearly swelled from the dresses sensually tight confines.
 Andy bit his lip nervously, his hand squeezing Wills for comfort.
 Jennifer looked to Jane, her friends eyes full of tender delight, as slowly her hand drifted up and a gentle fingertip lightly caressed the clearly outlined buds beneath the latex. Andy drew breath, his eyes fluttered ,his heart beat faster.
  For a long moment now the silence hung in the air as, totally without thought, Janes tender caress brought a softly breathed sigh from her young wards lips. His sweetly feminine body naturally shifting slightly towards his handsome companion for support .
 Janes touch continued soft and loving and as the moment lengthened Jennifer gazed with love at her own beautiful companion. She shook her head and smiled.
“I think you two need a chat”,she sighed lightly, kissing Jane softly on her cheek. “Oh well so much for having a maid. Never mind. Come on William, give me a hand with these bags. Fuck knows what these pants will do to me if I try to carry them upstairs”.

To be continued?

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   Thank you again for reading my story, that will be all for now, But maybe one day I will return to Andy, Will and Aunt Jane.
  As I have said before, re visiting this story, which I originally wrote a few years ago, has allowed me to work in a few things which are very important to me. Most important of all being the character of Will, who I based totally on my first and really only boyfriend. (I know, I like boys I like girls, so nice to have choice) . In the first dozen versions of this story he never appeared, it only being Andy and Jane, but recently I have been thinking of My own “Will” and it felt right for him to be with me. 
 So I don’t know if this is done on these sort of Blog stories and if you don’t mind, I would like to dedicate  The Guiding Hand to My own “Will”. 

I Hope it will be a while yet, but I prey that when I get there you will be there waiting for me.
  Love you.
XXX


Right now, wipe your eyes and for those of you who did not get up and leave before the end of the credits…. 


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    Jane awoke with a start. The studio was dark, lit only by the merest blade of moon light which passed the blinds edge. She listened.
   “What ….whats up?”. Jennifer mumbled, her head half asleep.
  Jane said nothing, placing her hand softly on her companions leg in a silent Shush. Again she listened and again the noise came. Only know It was a clear giggle a laugh.
  Jane slipped from the bed and moved to the door.
   “What is it?”, Jennifer once more asked, easing herself up onto her elbows.
  “Hold on honey”, Jane whispered.
   Now both listened and again the laugh came, soft but clear. Slowly Jane opened the studio door.
 She paused her heart ticking in her naked breast.
 “WILL!!!”
  Jane started and if the cry had not been instantly followed by a light shushing giggle she would have been worried. Instead she too found herself muffling a joyful laugh.
  “Will, stop, stop, stop”, The giggling voice was soft but clear and Jane knew it came form the room at the far end of the upstairs landing, beyond the closed door around which leaked a halo of light. A light which drew her like a moth.
  Softly on bare toes Jane passed the Two spare bedrooms on the left, then her upstairs study to the right. She stepped down the 3 steps which marked the join of the houses big extension, then up and passed the second bathroom and up to the door.
  She stopped, her heart fluttering and racing, her every nerve a tingled with delight and she listened.
 The giggle came again this time it was clearly two voices, a mixture of giggles and whispered words. “Roll over”. It was Wills voice, deep and soft.
  “Can I take this off”. Andy replied, his voice barely a whisper, “I can’t see a thing”
 Jane smiled widely and put her hand to her mouth.
  “That’s the idea, Turn over….”.
  “Will?”.
   “Not yet Mandy it’s still my turn”.
  Janes heart fluttered, it was the first time she had heard ever heard the intimate name by which Will addressed Andy and it was perfect.
     “No no Will”, Andy purred, “….no hands…..Hands down, No down…no not th…., OH!”.
    “Shhhh”, The young man breathed, his voice half breaking with laughter. “you will wake the house up”.
    “You know that tickles”. Andy gasped his own voice a melody of fun and surprise,
     “All right, What about here?”.
     “Will…. no”.
     “Under here?”
      Andys did not reply, his soft laughter Wills answer
     “This?”.
       Andy giggled as his soft pleas for mercy mingled with his half muffled laughter
      “Stop stop”
      “What about…that”
        Silence
      “Mandy?”.
        Silence
 Jane drew closer to the door her ear close to the frame.
       “Mandy?”, Wills voice was deeper less of a whisper, “Mandy?”.
       “What ever you do” Andys voice was soft and deep and breathy, “…do not stop that”.
  Jane suddenly aware of the intimate moments she was eavesdropping on, felt her face begin to glow. She took a breath, calming her racing heart.
    “Hey!”  Jane started and turned at Jennifer’s sharply whispered call. She turned and stopped.
  Jennifer stood framed in the doorway of the now dimly lit studio, her entire stunning body a glistening rainbow of slick wet oil, her hands firmly planted on curved hips. She stared at Jane and smiled sliding her hands wetly down her slickly glossed body. “What about my second coat”.

The end?