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My Aunt

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Since my stepmother died, I've been living with my Aunt Betty. I love
the photos I took at her house; they're my best keepsakes. Because I'm foster, she's not my biological
aunt .

My Aunt Betty is an excellent photographer; she's currently shooting covers for a fashion magazine. Therefore,
she lives a very comfortable life. The magazine that hired her discusses male cross-dressing.

The male models my aunt hires always wear various women's underwear during photoshoots. Of course, cross-dressing.
And of course , there's the exciting element of bondage. After the shoot, my aunt's male models always ask her to
take more photos of them in bondage and masochistic poses, because they enjoy that.

When shooting these kinds of photos, my aunt seems to become a queen. She commands the male models to
one of secret studios, telling them how to dress and pose; if they don't do as she says,
those male models are in for a surprise.

Aunt Betty is probably in her forties, but she looks only 25 or 26. Everyone thinks she
's a great beauty, and she clearly knows it herself. Given the chance, she always tries to seduce me. She's very
confident in her charm; for example, she especially likes to call me into her bedroom to tighten her
expensive shapewear. Whenever this happens, she'll seize the opportunity to comment on the little tent bulging in my crotch
.

Betty's daughter, Sissi, is about my age and is Aunt Betty's photography assistant. She always tries to boss me around and
control me, making me serve her. Because I'm young, short, and thin, my build is similar to hers,
and she's even a bit stronger. Because of this, she always challenges me to wrestle. Of course, I'm no
match , and if Aunt Betty sees this, instead of stopping her, she encourages her to pin me to her daughter's knees and spank my
bottom. Luckily, her daughter has never done that.

I know Aunt Betty's daily schedule because she always writes everything down in her little notebook.

Today, she has no appointments. But in her little notebook was written, "8 a.m. - A very,
very special plan." I didn't know what that meant. But I could imagine which unfortunate soul
had been tormented by my aunt again.

I knew my aunt always prepared all the necessary props before a photoshoot, setting them up in the studio. I
wanted to take this opportunity to get a good look at my aunt's props. Her studio was in the barn in the backyard. And
the lights there were always on; my aunt probably wanted passersby to know there was always someone there.

As usual, I was very careful not to damage anything. If my aunt found out, I might
end up wearing clothes like a male model, being tormented by my aunt and her precious daughter (in the dead of night, you could always
hear strange male cries).

My aunt always kicked me out when she was taking photos of male models. The studio was locked with all sorts of women's
clothes and shoes. She always carried the key with her. I could never touch it. However, this time I went to great lengths to
get the key, and I wasn't as interested in my aunt's work as I was now.

Today, I finally sneaked into the photo studio before the shoot. I had to leave before my period started. I
didn't have much time. Once inside, it was an eye-opener; I'd never seen so many different kinds of women's clothing. It turned out
my period had a much larger stash than I'd imagined. These clothes were exactly what I wanted.

I quickly stripped off my clothes, first putting on a black thong, then a black lace bra, and
a pair of fishnet stockings. These stockings were different from the ones I'd worn before; they had no crotch.

I glanced at the shooting plan on the table; the next item was supposed to be a male slave arousal device. It was a
stainless steel tube that went over my penis. I picked it up and noticed it was quite small. It took me a while
to put it on. It felt a bit uncomfortable at first.

Next was the stainless steel chastity belt. It was attached to a hard plastic rope.
There was a stainless steel buckle at the front of the belt, which would securely fasten the waist. There was a lock-like thing on the buckle
; according to the plan, it would be fixed to a metal plate later. I followed the instructions,
and with a click, my waist was secured. A key was needed to remove the metal
chastity belt.

After putting it on, I looked in the mirror, and my penis immediately became erect. Gradually,
I felt increasingly uncomfortable, and after a while, I couldn't bear it anymore. I had to find something else to temporarily
relieve discomfort. Soon, I realized that ordinary methods wouldn't work. The excitement it gave me made
it impossible to move.

Aunt Betty would probably be back soon. But I didn't want to take it off. Wearing it was too
exciting. I kept looking at myself in the mirror, almost forgetting the time. Suddenly, I heard Aunt's
car coming from the front of the yard. She was back. I might still have time to get everything ready, because
Aunt usually wouldn't come here unless it was for the photography work.

When I reached for the key to unlock it, I was startled. Perhaps I was too nervous; the key in my hand
couldn't open the lock on the chastity belt.

I was nervous because I couldn't unlock the chastity belt, but thankfully, I figured my aunt wouldn't find out
right away , and I could come back later to put it back. With that thought, I quickly pulled my underwear over
the chastity belt and put my clothes back on. I hurriedly left the photography studio and went back into the house. I was wearing
a black t-shirt over it so no one would see my alluring bra underneath.

When I got back to the room, Aunt Betty and Sissi were discussing the upcoming shoot. I heard
Sissi say that this would be the most interesting shoot she'd ever seen, though I didn't know what she meant.

"What will his reaction be when he hears that the only key to his chastity belt is now locked in your safe
?"

"Oh, first of all, I think he'll fight us. But we'll tie him up tightly. Then we'll train him
properly You know, he's still young and not gay. He'll not only make money for us,
but he'll also get pleasure from it. Are you all ready, Sissi?"

"Not yet. Are you thinking of dressing him in a maid's outfit? I think
it would be best to dress him in a sexy, slutty dress for the first set of photos."

"That's not important. The most important thing is to make him understand that we have complete control over him, and his life
now belongs to us, mother and daughter. We should start our cross-dressing plan now."

I seemed to understand a little. They were planning to train a male model, but when they discovered
the chastity belt was missing from the studio, I was in big trouble. I should immediately return this damn thing I was wearing.
But I didn't have the nerve to do it.

If I told my aunt everything I had done, she would kill me because I had ruined their
photoshoot . Therefore, I had to take a huge risk and retrieve the key from my aunt's safe.

We ate together for the entire dinner, and nothing seemed amiss. They were just
casually discussing the photoshoot; it seemed they hadn't discovered my actions. Even so, I was still
very nervous and didn't say a word during the meal.

"What's wrong, Andy? You haven't said a word all evening. Is something on your mind?"

"Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking about whether there's anything I can do to help. But I don't know where to start."

"Oh, good boy, don't worry, Sissi and I have everything under control." "

That's great. I might be a little tired from working at the studio today, and I think I've caught a bit of a chill."

"Really? That's alright. We don't need the studio yet. Everything we need is already in this house
."

"Okay, I'd be happy to help if you ask."

After we finished dinner, Aunt Betty called me into the living room.

"We need to do an experiment on you. We want tomorrow's shoot to go more smoothly."

"An experiment??" I asked, puzzled.

"Sissi, bring me the tools. This equipment is brand new. I think with Andy's help, we'll be able
to test it successfully. It's called a human harness. We'll be using it for the photoshoot tomorrow. I assure you it's
harmless; you can try it out. Is that alright, Andy?"

I stammered a little. "I know what those photos you took were about, but I don't know what you
're going to do ."

"Some simple clothing and some light binding. We just want to see how well this set of tools works."

Sissi had come over, carrying a leather device and two things that looked like boxing gloves (
only smaller).

"Okay, baby, first, you need to put it on. Extend your hands and clench your fists."

Soon, they fastened the straps and locked my wrists. My hands were already completely locked.

"Now, we need your cooperation for the next step. Put your hands at your sides."

I did as they said. My little brother had already started to stand up uncontrollably. I hoped they hadn't noticed.

Of course, since I was wearing a chastity belt, my little brother wouldn't be so obvious.

They put the harness on me and then tightly tied four ropes. First, they wrapped the rope around my arms and
tied it to my upper chest. Then they wrapped it around my elbows again. Third, they tied my wrists tightly, making a knot. Finally, they
secured my wrists firmly to my body from behind.

"Okay, better than I thought. Is it tight?"

I could move my arms slightly, but there was no way to escape.

"The top two should be tighter," I said.

"Good boy, good girl."

Immediately, the top two were reinforced. Now, the harness was completely binding me.
Every muscle in my body was immobilized. Then they put a five-inch-high leather
collar on me, like a dog collar. Once I was on it, I was completely immobilized like a pet.

"Baby, can you breathe freely?"

"Yes, Auntie. It's a little tight, but bearable. Can you let me go now?"

"Ah, right, I have a good idea." Sisi said, a sweet smile on her face,

like a cat playing with its prey.

"Should we add something more to Andy and see how it goes tomorrow, okay?"

Given the situation, I had no choice but to agree. Sissi ran out and quickly returned with a gag.
I'd never seen anything like it before; it was a sphere about six inches in diameter with two leather straps sticking out from the side
.

"Open your mouth," she commanded. Okay, might as well go all the way. I opened my mouth, and she shoved the gag into
it. The gag filled my mouth completely; I couldn't close it at all. She tightened the leather straps,
fastened them from behind, and added a lock. There was a noose on the gag, through which I could breathe. My nose
was clear, so there was no worry about suffocation.

"Can you still breathe, darling?"

With the gag and neck collar on, I could only wave my hand to indicate I could.

"Do you think you can't move at all right now?"

I tried to bend over to indicate yes.

"We only have two more questions tonight, and then we're done."

I was a little disappointed; I really wished this game could go on a little longer, even though it was starting to feel uncomfortable.

My chastity belt restricted my little brother's freedom of movement, and it started to throb and ache.

"Do you want Sissi to take your pants off? That way we can have a good look at
how cute you are with the chastity belt on. Do you know who will be tomorrow's male model?"

My eyes clearly told them I already knew the answer, and I was completely
shocked . I burst into tears.

Sissi pushed me onto the sofa and started to take off my pants. I was completely exposed in
front of the two beautiful women. Sissi helped me up and ordered me to walk around the room a few times.

"Okay, Sissi, take our little slut to his room, and remember to tie his feet to the bed.
Don't let him run away tonight." They started to laugh triumphantly.

"Oh, Mom, your idea is brilliant. Can I have this slut serve me? I need to relax now."

"Good darling, you two girls have fun, goodnight, dear."

My tears were already flowing uncontrollably.

我被茜茜牵到了楼上。她让我爬在她的柔软的床上。把我的双脚铐在床上的
立柱上。然后她靠着床头坐下。脱掉她那黑色的蕾丝内裤。接着她轻轻的捧起我
的头放在她那美丽的大腿上。

「好了，妹妹。你好好享受一下吧。你不要不听话。惩罚你我会心疼的。我
保证你不会喜欢我揍你屁股把。」

我把头深深的埋进她的大腿里用戴着口塞的嘴给她按摩。她的爱液浸湿了我
脸上口塞的皮带「我给你起个好听的名字把，你就叫安妮，好吗？我不喜欢安迪
这个名字，以后你就这样天天给我按摩。今天只让你看到我的大腿，以后我会给
你更多更多。」

一个小时后她心满意足的离开房间，「晚安安妮小姐，考虑一下明天的拍摄，
我保证你今晚会度过一个不眠之夜。」说完，她拉灭电灯，轻轻的关上门，房间
里只留下一个满脸泪痕的我。

All night, I kept asking myself, am I happy or miserable? Should I escape from here?

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, why is it still unfinished again? I hope to publish the complete article. Wow, just imagining it, I want to be that male monster, using all the torture tools. Looking forward to the next chapter. I still don't really like SM. It's a bit too heavy for me. SM isn't for everyone, and I don't dream of liking it! I don't know why, but I don't really like H stories written with foreign names, but I'll still support it!

Very good and powerful, but personally I still prefer Chinese names?? I don't like foreign names, same feeling, same feeling?? Haha, I don't like foreign names either?? I don't feel anything. I don't like foreign names. It doesn't feel real. It's also a bit heavy. It seems like there's no better way to go deeper in the description, so I'll just paste a part.

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