Turned my Mistress

I woke up, groggy, in a world of bright lights and fuzzy shapes. I couldn’t move properly, my arms slopping about like sticks. I turned my head, trying to focus on the world, but it just slumped to the side.

‘Good, you’re awake,’ Came a sultry voice.

I heard loud clicking and out of the corner of my eye I saw a hazy black shadow tower above me. My mind wanted to say, ‘who are you?’ But all that came out was a few slurred noises.

A hand ran its way along my body until it held my face, tilting it upwards. ‘Don’t worry sissy. We are nearly there; one injection to go.’ With that, My left leg was lifted over my right and I felt a sharp sting in my butt cheek.

When I awoke next, I could move, but my head was still hazy. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down at myself. It was me, naked, but I was shaved all over – what the fuck is going on? I swung my legs over the bed, and looked around. There was a chest of draws; a table with make-up and a large mirror on it; a wardrobe with mirrored doors.