I, who enjoy cross-dressing, was turned into a female prisoner.

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In a daze, I felt someone tap me. Opening my eyes, I saw Yu. She said, "Time to get up and get ready!"

Yu had come from W City last night for a plan we'd agreed upon. She was my childhood neighbor. After graduating from university, she became a policeman in neighboring W City. Later, she got involved in a dispute, which I helped resolve, and I also funded her to start a business there. Yu knows and understands my cross-dressing hobby and masochistic tendencies, so we became a couple and playmates.

After getting up and washing, we went to a secret room on the second floor. Yu did some "modification" for me, dressing me in a bright red bra, bright red thong, bright red garter belt, and flesh-colored stockings. "Put on your own clothes, and put on your own handcuffs!" Yu said as she left. I turned around and saw a thick red silk dress, short-sleeved, ankle-length, fitting perfectly and looking luxurious. I knew Yu had bought it especially for me; I like the feel of silk against my skin. Just then, Yu called from downstairs for dinner. I quickly put on my mid-heeled shoes (I don't like heels that are too high), handcuffed myself, and went downstairs to the dining room. To be honest, walking in a silk dress and handcuffs felt wonderful, and I was filled with excitement.

Eryu

wouldn't let me eat too much, saying it would be inconvenient on the way. Seeing me drink a glass of milk, she said, "Let's get going," and patted me on the shoulder.

Eryu unlocked my handcuffs, made me kneel on the living room floor, took out a rope, folded it in half, and wrapped it around my shoulders from behind my neck, tightly wrapping it around my arms twice and tying it tight. Then she pulled my hands behind my back, and the two strands of rope were tied together tightly. The combined rope was then passed through the noose behind my neck and pulled down to tie a knot. After being tied like this, the upper parts of my arms were tightly fixed behind me, but my forearms and hands could move to a limited extent.

"This is for escorting and untying, mainly to give you some freedom on the way. Get up, there are still handcuffs and shackles!" As soon as I stood up, Eryu took out the handcuffs and shackles that were connected together, first locking my shackles, then pulling my hands in front of me and handcuffing them. The shackles were heavy; even with my hands handcuffed, I could only move them up and down slightly.

I walked with the clanking of the shackles to a mirror, where I saw a brightly dressed female prisoner bound by rope shackles. Looking at her, I felt a surge of excitement and turned to look at Yu, wanting to kiss her. But Yu's face hardened, and she coldly said, "From now on, you are a female prisoner. Report anything first, and obey my orders unconditionally!" She then pushed me from behind, saying, "Let's go!"

I slowly walked towards the garage, carefully savoring the tightness of the ropes and shackles, feeling the trembling of my breasts and the pleasure of the silk skirt rubbing against my body. I happily let Yu push me into her new Pajero, beginning our pleasurable journey.

The

Pajero sped towards W City. Meanwhile, in the car, I also gazed at her brightly colored dress, her full breasts, feeling the restraint of the rope shackles and the smoothness of the silk skirt, experiencing waves of intoxication!

Around noon, we entered a rural market town, and the car stopped in front of a hotel.

Yu, holding my handcuffs, led me inside. In an instant, a crowd of onlookers gathered around me. Yu flashed her old police badge and said, "Please make way! Don't obstruct official business!" She led me to a corner table, sat down herself, and made me squat against the wall to order. Because my arms were tightly bound and my skirt was a little tight, squatting there was uncomfortable, so I involuntarily knelt on the ground. Yu saw this and secretly chuckled, while I felt a little embarrassed.

The food arrived, and Yu ate it herself, leaving me with only two steamed buns from the restaurant owner. I sighed. What could I do? I had to be a female prisoner! I could only lower my head and eat the buns.

At that moment, I noticed the onlookers were looking at me with pity. I chuckled again: Who knows how I feel?! Otherwise, could a man who had tried to achieve success become a beautiful woman? And she was a female prisoner bound by ropes and shackles? I was delighted!

The

Pajero continued on its way.

Yu suddenly stopped the car, looked at me mischievously, and said, "You seemed to be enjoying yourself just now. Let me let you enjoy yourself a little longer. Get out and kneel in the back!"

I got out of the car, and Yu opened the trunk door, made me climb in, kneel on the floor of the car, took out a gag and put it in my mouth, fastened it behind my head, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Husband, my female prisoner, enjoy yourself!" Then she covered my head with a red silk cloth, closed the door, and drove off.

After a while, I started to feel unwell. My legs ached, my mouth was dry, and my breasts were now a burden. Sigh, being a female prisoner is really tough!

As evening approached, the Pajero finally stopped at Yu's garage.

Yu led me step by step to the living room, untied me, removed the red silk cloth covering my head and the gag. I felt a wave of relief!

Yu asked, "Honey, shall we eat at home or out?" Naturally, I didn't want to miss the opportunity and said, "Let's go out!" Yu agreed. We quickly washed up, Yu changed her clothes, touched up my makeup, smoothed out the wrinkles in my red silk skirt, and then, seemingly unwilling to make things easy for me, tied a noose around my thigh with hemp rope, making it look like shackles, so I could only walk with small steps. Then, arm in arm, we started shopping and had dinner until late at night. Returning home

late

at night, Yu said, "Go wash up, let's change roles again?!" Of course, I couldn't be happier and immediately got to work.

After washing up, I saw that Yu had already prepared all the costumes and equipment. I put on a red silk bodice and thong, a dark red silk blouse with pink floral patterns, and a long black silk skirt with red floral patterns. The blouse reached above my knees, and the skirt reached my ankles. My hair was styled in a bun. Standing in front of the mirror, I saw a Qing Dynasty noblewoman! After walking a few steps, I felt the skirt loosen a bit, and my legs felt less restricted. Yu then put a tight-fitting silk petticoat under the long skirt, which made me feel much better.

Yu made me kneel on the ground and took out a pair of shackles to nail on me, saying as she did so, "Once these shackles are on, you'll have to wear them for a while. It won't be easy to take them off!" After the shackles were on, a single-hole wooden cangue was placed around my neck, and long chain handcuffs were put on my hands. Yu said, "Now you're a fallen noblewoman. Get up!" I stood up and went to the mirror to look at myself carefully: a richly dressed noblewoman, carrying a wooden cangue on her shoulder, handcuffed and shackled—interesting! As I walked, the smooth fabric of my dress brushed against my body, the loose bodice supporting my breasts, which trembled and rubbed against the red silk as I walked. The heavy wooden cangue pressed against my neck and shoulders, the iron chains of the handcuffs hanging down on the front of my blouse, and the heavy shackles making each step a little awkward—but as I walked, it felt really good!

Yu spoke again: "Tonight, I won't loosen the shackles, nor will I restrict your freedom. You can do whatever you want; I won't serve you anymore!" Then she went to sleep. What could I do, shackled and chained? I walked up and down the stairs twice, then went outside and walked around the small building twice, feeling a restless unease within me. But what could I do? I could only go upstairs, kneel before Yu's bed, and slowly fall asleep. (

Continued in "The Crossdressing Female Prisoner")

In a state between sleep and wakefulness, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my buttocks. Opening my eyes, I saw Yu kicking me. Seeing that I was awake, Yu unlocked my handcuffs and the wooden shackles around my neck, saying, "Take off your clothes!" I reluctantly looked at my beautiful, brightly colored blouse and long skirt, and reached out to unbutton the cloth buttons. Although they were cloth buttons, they were made of silk, very smooth, and easy to undo. In no time, I took off my clothes, leaving only my undergarments and thong. Yu then said, "For convenience, take off your shorts too." Then Yu forced me, this half-naked, shackled "lowly woman," to kneel on the ground, took a long hemp rope, folded it in half, and draped it over the back of my neck. She then tightly bound it five times around each arm from my collarbone, and tied my hands together behind my back. The rope end was passed through the back of my neck and pulled up, suspending my hands high before binding them tightly. Bound tightly, my arms were numb and I couldn't move them at all. To alleviate the pain, I had to stick my chest out, which pushed my red undergarment high up, making me look... like a naked female prisoner. Shame washed over me immediately, but when I looked down, the pain in my arms returned. Yu fed me a steamed bun and a cup of water, then stuffed her socks, which she had just taken off, into my mouth. Yu also covered my head with her unwashed red underwear, making everything red before my eyes, and a faint smell filled my nostrils. The shame intensified, and I wanted to hide, but I also let out happy moans. Yu noticed and, laughing, slapped me hard across the face. My cheek immediately stung. She then slung a heavy wooden board over my chest, the wire digging painfully into my neck. She continued, "I'm going out on business. You slut, enjoy yourself. I'll put you in jail this afternoon."

My arm went from numb to painful, then back to numb, until I felt nothing at all. Amidst the intertwining of shame, pain, and pleasure, Yu returned. She removed the underwear from my head and the socks from my mouth, and after untying me, it took a while for my arm to recover. Yu asked with a grin, "Slut, how did it feel?" My face flushed, and I answered shyly, glancing at the wooden board over my chest, which bore the large words "Slut." "Come down to the basement with me!" Still naked, with the "Slut" sign around my neck, I followed Yu downstairs, the shackles clanking loudly on the floor. We stumbled into the basement, and to the left, I saw an iron gate. Yu turned on the light inside, opened the door, and led me inside. Before me was a small cell. On the wall hung iron chains, hemp ropes, and a large three-holed wooden cangue. In one corner was a straw mat with two floral quilts on it, and in another corner was a wooden tub with a short stick extending upwards from its side. Yu removed the wooden board from my chest and took out a set of bright red clothes for me to wear. It was a prison uniform with a large character for "prisoner" on the front and back, the cloth buttons trimmed with black, and a long skirt over it—a strikingly red. I put on the prison uniform and skirt; the skirt reached my ankles, and the uniform was about three inches above my knees. It was very classic, somewhat thick and smooth, feeling heavy and slippery against my skin. Yu then took out an iron chain, wrapped one end around my neck and locked it with an iron lock, leaving the other end hanging down from my chest, just close to the ground. Then I heard a low growl, "Kneel down!" I fell to my knees with a thud. Yu took out a large cangue, loosened the wooden ends, and put it over my head, placing it on my shoulders. She hammered the wooden ends tight, then put my hands through the two holes in the front of the cangue and handcuffed my wrists. The holes in the front of the cangue were neither too big nor too small; my hands couldn't come down after being handcuffed, but my arms could move upwards to a limited extent. The cangue was very heavy. Yu then loosened my hair and tied it behind my head with a red cloth strip. Then she made me stand up and walked around a few times in the cangue and chains. I looked exactly like a classical female prisoner in her criminal clothes and chains.

Just as I was happily enjoying the constraints of the wooden shackles and chains, and the smooth feel of the prison clothes, Yu said, "Female prisoners have one more ritual to complete upon entering prison: kneel down and be flogged twenty times!" I obediently complied. She lifted her red skirt, found a long wooden stick, and struck my buttocks twenty times. Then she came to the front and slapped my face twice, drawing blood. Yu said, "That's enough, get up!" The beatings and torture brought pain, humiliation, and pleasure all at once. After I stood up, Yu looked me over and seemed satisfied. But then she mischievously took off her underwear and stuffed it into my mouth, instructing me, "You slut, this outfit will be with you. You can only take the stuff out of your mouth when you eat, but you'll have to put it back in yourself afterward. I'll bring the food in through the door on time, but you can't eat too much; it'll be very inconvenient for you to relieve yourself." With that, she went out, locked the iron gate, turned off the light, and left. My prison life began.

After Yu locked the iron gate and turned off the light in the cell from the outside, the cell suddenly felt pitch black. I stood still for a while before my eyes adjusted. Light streamed in from outside the iron gate; it wasn't too dark, and it was cool, even a little chilly. I started walking around the room, simulating being escorted. Due to the shackles, my steps were small, and the shackles made a loud noise. My clothes slid smoothly against my body, the heavy wooden cangue pressed against my neck and shoulders, and my arms swung with it. To see the ground, I had to bend over and peer over, causing the iron chains on my chest to clatter to the floor. My mouth was stuffed full of underwear, making it a little dry, and the scent that Yu had deliberately created was faintly pungent. It was a very unique and stimulating experience. About half an hour later, I felt a little tired and needed to urinate. I went straight to the wooden tub, lifted one leg over it, and sat down. The wooden stick just happened to lift my skirt—that was its purpose. After urinating, I sat down on the straw mat. Unable to lie down because of the shackles, I leaned against the floral quilt. It seemed I would have to sleep in this position for a while. Only up close could I smell the strong musty smell, along with a hint of sweat and stench emanating from the floral quilt. It must have been Yu's meticulous design, but it suited the environment perfectly—a kind of enjoyment, perhaps!

When it was quite dark inside, footsteps sounded outside the door, then the light came on. Yu opened the door and came in, holding steamed buns and milk for me. She took out the gag and started eating and drinking. I begged Yu if she could take the gag off, and she replied, "Sure. But you'll have to exercise in the fort every evening, and it will be the same pair." "Go for your exercise now," I said, happily following her out of the cell. Yu stuffed the gag back into my quilt, put on a pair of embroidered cloth shoes, and asked, "Want a hood?" I nodded. Yu took out another dirty pair of red silk quilts, which smelled very strong. Yu told me she had deliberately worn them for several days, and they still had her urine on them, to make me feel thoroughly humiliated. As she spoke, the quilts were put over my head, and I immediately trembled with excitement. The shackles and clothes rattled along with the chains. Yu led me outside. It wasn't completely dark yet, but there was no one around. Yu made me walk around the building five times. As I walked, I felt the humiliation of the shackles, chains, and handcuffs, especially the bright red prison clothes exposed to the light of day, and the pungent smell of urine from the hooded underwear. I felt a surge of excitement and a strong urge. I thought, "I'm such a despicable woman!"

Soon, after my exercise time, I was taken back to my cell. Yu took out the hooded underwear that had been used to gag me and put it carefully in a corner. I wanted to talk to Yu, so I knelt down on the straw mat ingratiating terms. Kneeling in shackles and chains was quite difficult. Yu walked up to me with satisfaction and asked how many days I wanted to be locked up. She then added, "A week, please. It can't be too long. We can consider other arrangements." I truly felt that Yu was so kind! She even went to the straw mat and placed a thick floral quilt against the wall, making it more comfortable for me to lean against. She unfolded a thin floral quilt and told me that this quilt was also part of my attire, and that I must pack it up and carry it when I went out. As she spoke, she pointed out that there was a zipper running from the middle to one end of the quilt, which could be unzipped, passed through both sides of my neck (where I was wearing shackles), and then zipped up to keep warm in cold weather and at night. She unzipped it, letting the two separate pieces run from my chest, over my shoulders, and down my back, then zipped it up. The floral quilt looked like a large floral cloak over my head, but I hadn't gotten used to the smell yet and found it a bit unpleasant. Yu then took it off. While doing this, Yu wrinkled her nose and chuckled, saying, "This is for you to enjoy, I'm not going to keep you company. The light won't be turned off for now, I'm leaving." She locked the iron gate and left. I struggled to my feet and continued to restrain myself, savoring the smoothness of the clothes, the weight and constraint of the wooden shackles, and the waves of excitement they brought. Only when I was exhausted did I lean against the quilt, inhaling the scent, and fall asleep happily.

Repeating the same routine as my first day in prison, I've been imprisoned for three days now. The wooden shackles and the prison clothes have become a part of my body. I haven't washed for several days, so my body already smells of sweat, and the smell in the cell is even stronger.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, I was dozing off under the covers when I suddenly heard the iron gate open. I looked up and saw Yu come in, followed by a beautiful woman of similar age. A slightly numb sense of shame immediately overwhelmed me, and I shamelessly buried my face in the floral quilt against the wall. A strange female voice accompanied Yu's laughter, "You mean him? He looks quite interesting." Then I heard Yu call out to me, "Get up, Mei is my buddy, don't be afraid." I had no choice but to stand up, allowing a strange woman to examine me closely from head to toe in humiliation. This woman named Mei said to me, "Don't be embarrassed, it's normal. When can I use your outfit? It just smells too bad here, let's go upstairs to the living room to talk." Saying this, she went upstairs first, and Yu then put the red silk underwear over my head. I followed her, stumbling and swaying as we went upstairs. When we entered the living room, I was about to sit on the sofa when Yu called out, "No! Kneel on the floor." I looked at Mei embarrassedly and obediently knelt down. During our conversation, I learned that Mei was Yu's good friend and had also played bondage games. Her hometown was a remote and quiet mountain village, and they were planning to take me there for a while. Mei suddenly said to me, "I'm taking you to a bar tonight, dare to go?" I looked at Yu, embarrassed but also readily agreed. They both burst into laughter.

As evening approached, we prepared to leave. Yu took off my hooded underwear and found a lock to fasten the chains on my legs to the chains hanging down my chest, so the shackles wouldn't drag on the ground. Yu then took out one of her cloaks and draped it over me, probably to cover the shackles and the bright red criminal dress, but even with the shackles on, the front half of the shackles, my handcuffed hands, and the front of my clothes were still exposed. I steeled myself and said, "Let's go." We got into a car and arrived at a bar. Fortunately, it wasn't crowded. They helped me into a dark corner to sit down. At that moment, all my bravado vanished, replaced by intense humiliation, regret, and a strange excitement. I could only drink quietly, watching Yu and Mei laugh at me. Until late at night, they locked me back in my cell, still drunk and satisfied.

(The Crossdressing Prisoner - Part 2)

In the blink of an eye, I had been imprisoned for seven days. Every day, I was accompanied by the clanking of chains, the smooth touch of the bright red prison clothes, and the tight binding of the wooden shackles, thoroughly enjoying my alternative life. At the same time, some discomfort began to appear. My arms and shoulders ached from being handcuffed to the shackles, and my body had developed a strong body odor. When Yu brought me food in the morning, I begged her to remove the shackles so I could take a shower and relax. Yu said, "It hasn't even been seven days yet, and you can't take it anymore? Fine, I'll let you relax a bit. You can go out and play tomorrow." She unlocked my handcuffs and took my hands off the shackles, but I was still left wearing them.

I stretched my arms and followed Yu upstairs, taking off my prison clothes. I was naked, but a wooden shackle was around my neck, the chain hanging to the ground, and heavy shackles around my feet. I went to the bathroom, filled the tub with water, sat down, and enjoyed a relaxing bath. Afterward, Yu handed me a long red floral dress and an apron, saying, "Wear this today, be a maid for a day." I took the dress, but with shackles on, how could I put it on? Yu said, "You idiot, sit down and put it on from your feet up." I did as she said, sitting on the bed, lifting my shackled feet and laboriously putting them on. Yu then tied the apron on me. I looked at myself and asked Yu, "Do maids wear shackles?" Yu said, "Don't you like it?" I repeatedly said, "Of course I like it." Yu instructed me to clean the entire room and then left.

I went to Yu's dressing table, and in the mirror appeared a strange woman, wearing a red floral dress and a large apron, dressed like a maid. But a large shackle was around her neck, thick black iron shackles were visible under the dress, and an iron chain hung from her chest. Her face was pale; she was clearly a female prisoner. As I looked at her, my heart stirred with excitement. Sitting down at the table, I cleaned my face again and applied light makeup as Yu had taught me. Even as a female prisoner, it's better to look pretty.

Time for chores. I went to the bathroom to do laundry first. Opening the washing machine, I saw that Yu had put in quite a lot of clothes. And I immediately spotted a red silk bra, quickly took it out, and put it on after taking off my dress. The tight feeling on my chest was wonderful. After washing the clothes, I started cleaning. I had been wearing shackles and cangues for many days and had gotten used to them, but doing things was still very inconvenient. I had to use one hand to support the cangue and the other to work. It took me more than three hours to finish, and I was covered in sweat. I had truly experienced the taste of hard labor. In the evening, Yu returned, with Mei with her. Yu told me: "Everything is arranged. Tomorrow, Mei and I will take you to her hometown for a visit. We're treating you today." As she spoke, she took a long hemp rope, folded it in half, put it around my neck, and began to tie me up, binding me tightly. In no time, I was bound hand and foot. She was particularly ruthless today; my arms were burning from the bindings, and my hands were suspended high enough to touch the shackles. Yu led me to the living room and made me kneel on the floor. To ease the pain, I had to straighten my chest and lift my head, but the shackles around my neck pressed forward, making it unbearable, yet also pleasurable.

Yu went to prepare dinner. Mei came to my side, touching the shackles around my neck and the tightly bound ropes around my body, intensifying my shame. Suddenly, she turned and left. A moment later, I felt a red mass in front of me again. Upon closer inspection, I saw Mei wearing my sin clothes and handcuffs. She said, "Don't be shy, I'll keep you company!" Mei was exceptionally beautiful, and in the fiery red dress, she looked even more alluring. In my eyes, traditional long dresses and skirts were the best clothes for a woman. As I looked at her, a restless feeling welled up inside me. I twisted my body while kneeling, causing excruciating pain in my tightly bound arms, and the shackles around my neck swayed, rubbing against my neck and shoulders.

By then, Yu had prepared dinner. She untied the ropes from my clothes and saw Mei's attire. She laughed and said, "Go back like this tomorrow!" Mei replied, "I wouldn't dare. Let your husband have his fun." With that, she unlocked my handcuffs and went to change. I went to the dining table, where the food was quite plentiful. However, with the heavy yoke around my neck, it was inconvenient, so I took half a roast chicken and a bottle of beer and enjoyed them slowly.

After dinner, we chatted for a while. Yu then told me to put on my prison clothes again, without locking my hands, and told me to go back to the basement. Although I really wanted to stay with her, she wouldn't allow it, and thinking about tomorrow's activities, I obeyed.

As soon as it got light, Yu came to my cell and gave me two steamed buns and a cup of milk. Then she bundled up the thin floral quilt, a long hemp rope, and other items into a bundle, which she slung across my back. After I finished eating, they handcuffed my hands through the holes in the front of the yoke, then locked the chain hanging in front of my chest to the leg irons with a lock. They picked up two pairs of red underwear from the corner, stuffed one into my mouth, and put the other over my head. The smell of the underwear was even stronger, and I felt the humiliation again. After I was dressed, Yu led me to Pajero. Today, Yu and Pajero were both dressed in elegant casual clothes. I could sense the stark contrast between us—two beautiful modern ladies with a "female prisoner" in classic criminal attire, yoke, and chains. Especially the striking red color, the large wooden yoke, the clanking shackles, and the dirty red underwear over my head—my shamelessness plunged me into a state of deep humiliation, yet also excitement and enjoyment.

Yu opened the trunk door for me to get in. I sat on the floor of the trunk first, then lifted my feet up. Yu closed the door and drove off. As the car drove, I thought how wonderful it would be if I could walk down the street dressed like this instead of in the car! But do I really have the guts?

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