A Sissy Promotion Pt. 03

"You willingly masturbated into a wet diaper while wearing a dress, on your knees with your gagged face locked in a toilet bowl knowing full well it was being recorded. So I ask you again, are you really a man?" Lisa asked sardonically.

"No." I said knowing it was the only answer she was looking for.

"Ground rules then. One, chastity cage except when home. Two, you cook and clean like any woman. Three, no more pee in the potty, always use the diaper but no poopy. Four, you wear what I say, when I say, where I say. Five, you share that expense account with me. Got it?" she demanded.

"Yes, I got it." I answered both humiliated and turned on as well.

"Good, tomorrow we go shopping. Well, I go shopping and you stay home and practice cleaning." she said taking the company credit card from me.

And so I spent the rest of the weeking cleaning my new house while she went shopping and she kept an eye on me through the home monitoring system they used to train maids. I did everything the training video told me to do and always while practicing how to do it provocatively.

But it was scrubbing the toilet that turned me on the most. Millers Maids was basically a call girl service which kept the company afloat but the girls did real house work and so did I.

Everyday I put on the toilet scrubber face gag and got down on my knees and after locking my head in the toilet bowl, proceeded to clean the toilet while jacking off in my diaper.

I dreaded the coming of Monday morning when I would have to go to work in a dress but I also somehow was looking forward to it.

Lisa had managed to buy me an entire wardrobe along with all the trimmings as well as a wardrobe for herself and by the time Monday morning rolled around I was ready.

Lisa had me dressed in a chastity cage, thick diaper made thicker by putting a maxi pad in it, stockings and garter belt, full slip, below the knee yellow dress with matching flats and belt, and a pearl choker.

And a new yellow purse. I had a purse in every color of the rainbow.

But I still looked like a boy in a dress.

"We'll do hair and makeup next weekend, maybe a trip to the salon or better yet, a spa." Lisa had explained after I talked about my looks.

I rode to work in my new minivan and was surprised to find that I had my own parking space right next to the office entrance.

Inside everything was abuzz. The office, normally nearly empty was filled with people, mostly women and every desk was occupied. I figured the new contracts were keeping everyone busy.

I walked to my office ultra self conscious of the way I was dressed but mostly because of the diaper I was wearing which even in a noisy office made an audible crinkling sound as I moved.

My office had my name on the door but instead of Mr Tony Parker, it read Miss Toni Parker. I walked in and sat at my new desk. I had a top of the line computer and a door joining my office to Mr Miller's.

I walked to the door and knocked slightly.

"Come in Toni." Mr Miller said enthusiastically. I could even hear the new spelling of my name when he spoke it or maybe I just imagined it.

Embarrassed, I walked in and asked, "So now what do I do?"

Mr Miller was almost dumbfounded, "Shit, I hadn't really thought of giving you anything to do. This was all for show. Mea culpa girl, mea culpa." Then he picked up the office phone and after a second said, "Lisa, come to my office right away." We waited a minute or so for Lisa to arrive.

"Yes Mr Miller." she asked.

"Funny thing, in all our preparations we completely forgot to give Toni some actual work to do. Got any ideas?" he asked.

"Well, I had her running the maid training programs all weekend, she's real good at scrubbing toilets." Lisa said with an obvious bit of amusement at the humiliation I now felt.

Mr Miller then made a few entries on his computer and watched intently before saying, "Yes, I see. Quite good. Too bad she's not a real girl. No, she's an executive and needs executive work."

"Well for now, at least until we find her some real work for her to do around here, why not have her start making a social media profile for her new life. The people over at Heath will probably like that sort of thing." Lisa suggested.

"Great idea. The whole works, Facebook, Instagram and whatever Twitter calls itself these days, 'X' I think." he said then added. "Back to your desk Lisa."

I could see why Lisa wanted to take advantage of the expense account. He was quite dismissive of her despite getting good advice.

Lisa left and I was about to head back to my office to figure out how to make a social media account for me. I didn't even have an account because my dad didn't believe in them.

Shit, I never thought what my family would think if they found out what I was doing.

"Hold on a minute sweetie." Mr Miller said before I could get back to my office.

"Yes sir?" I asked.

"Lisa was right, you have become quite good at scrubbing toilets." He said almost gleefully.

"It was a bit of a shock when I realized Millers Maids was really a call girl service." I said but then added for my own protection, "But I'm an executive right?"

"Oh yes, absolutely. An executive but you know most executive women... well you know." he said leaving it unsaid but of course I knew.

"Sir?" I asked knowing full well where this was headed.

"You'll find what you need in the cabinet in my private washroom, if you wouldn't mind that is." he suggested.

It was one thing to privately enjoy scrubbing a toilet in the most degrading way when I was alone or even when Lisa was watching but with a guy watching?

"Yeah sure I guess." I said and walked into Mr Miller's private washroom. The toilet had the same ultra thick open front toilet seat used for training the maids. The ones capable of locking my head in the bowl.

In the cabinet was an exact replica of the toilet brush face gag I had used all weekend and while Mr Miller stood waiting, I reluctantly put it on and got on my knees in front of the toilet and stuck my head in the bowl only to have Mr Miller shut the lid locking my head in place.

I moved my head around a lot to make the brush sticking out of my gagged mouth scrub the toilet while making splashing noises.

But then I felt Mr Miller lift my skirt and fondle the back of my diaper.

Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck. He was a man and he wanted to fuck me. Up until now it had all been fun and games but....

But....

What the fuck do I do?

I kept using my gagged face to scrub the toilet and soon felt my hands being gently placed behind my back and secured with some sort of binding, soft but secure.

Oh god, now I can't reach the handle to flush the toilet and release me from my toilet prison.

And then he was at my diapered ass again. First my diaper was pulled aside and then I felt a finger probing my asshole.

Should I scream? It felt so good and my cock strained against the chastity cage I was wearing.

Then I felt his cock. His actual cock. He pushed and then I did scream. I screamed through my gag into the toilet bowl but...

But I liked it. It hurt but I liked it.

And so, On my knees while scrubbing my bosses toilet with my gagged face, bound and dressed like a girl with a diaper on, like I was one of his maids, I got my ass fucked.

This was just play acting, I wasn't really a sissy. I hated cock. I'm not a queer, I like pussy. I like pussy. I Love pussy.

Omg, I am the pussy.

And it felt good, it felt great and I wanted it.

And so I just took it. Not that I had a choice at this point. If only my dcik wasn't caged and I could play with myself. He pounded and pounded me me for a good fifteen minutes till his sperm exploded inside my asshole.

He then released me. I got up and after he untied my hands, I removed my gag and grabbed a towel to wash the toilet water off my face and as I did Mr Miller commented, "I wonder if any of our Millers Maids clients would be interested in a diapered sissy maid? I sure enjoyed one." He spoke as if I weren't even standing there, then he added, "I'll have to make some inquiries."

I walked back to my office after I had washed my face, my hair was still wet but I didn't care.

I sent a quick email to Lisa: "I need my chastity cage removed now."

She responded almost immediately: "Why? what happened?"

I told he what Mr Miller had done to me and that I needed release. she responded saying she would remove it for a shore time when she gave me my next diaper change.

And so I wet my diaper and sent he an email asking her to change my diaper.

She came to my office and in a voice that was both way too loud and far to dominant asked, "Do you need your diaper changed?" I answered, "Yes."

And so with half the eyes in the office on me, Lisa escorted me to the ladies room to get my wet diaper changed and hopefully my chastity cage removed.

Inside the ladies room in one corner was not the changing table Lisa had said the company was getting but rather a gynecological exam chair like you might see in a doctors office.

And we weren't alone. Several other ladies from the office had made their way to the ladies room to watch me get changed. And the wall where tampons and maxi pads were now included a shelf for my diapers.

"Skirt up and get in the chair." Lisa said and I hiked up my skirt exposing my wet diaper then hopped into the gyno chair. Lisa then placed my feet in the stirrups which forced my legs open and proceeded to remove my wet diaper exposing my chastity cage.

She then removed my chastity cage and said, "Go ahead baby girl."

"You mean with everyone watching?" I asked incredulously.

"Sweet heart, all the girls here were Millers Maids at one time, they all know what just happened and I showed the the video of you cleaning toilets at home. Now come on, give us a show girl." she said.

"Can I do it in a diaper?" I asked seeing as that was how I did it all weekend and I liked it.

"Sure, why not." she said and then put a fresh diaper on me and she as well as several other ladies from the office watched me rub the front of my diaper to masturbate myself. I was so excited that it didn't take long to shoot my load of cum into my diaper.

"Typical man. Over in three seconds." One woman said and several others nodded in agreement.

I was released from the gyno exam chair and it wasn't till I got back to my office that I realized I didn't have my chastity cage on and so, having no real work to do, I began watching porn, specifically sissy diaper porn.

I knew watching the images and videos and given how I felt getting fucked in my ass and also how easily I had allowed everything to happen, that I was well on my way to becoming a true whore and I was okay with the thought.

Especially since it paid well.

This is the end of the story and you can use you imagination to see where it goes from here. But if there are any seductive comments with good suggestions, I may make another chapter.