Chapter 20 Chrissie hears wedding bellsChapter 20Chrissie hears wedding bellsIt’s been six months after I first started working in the brothel withKate and mommy and I’ve made friends with most of the girls who workthere and, more importantly, they are starting to think of me as a sheinstead of a he. I think getting castrated was the best thing for me. Itboosted my confidence in my appearance and took away all vestiges of mymanhood. I do have a little penis but I don’t think it detracts from myappearance at all. It is easily hidden in clothes as it lies flat whenpressed against tight knickers. It’s just a barely noticeable bump now.Since it can’t get hard, there’s no chance it will ever poke its headout.I’ve sorted out the leakage problem from my sissy pussy. Although I havehad full on sex with around 12 men in a day and they leave their cum andlube in me, I just give myself an enema after work and it all flushesaway. That means I can throw out the granny panties and always wearsomething lacy at night that matches my bras.Once the guys got comfortable pissing in my mouth, after I clean theirdirty cocks with my tongue, they sure took advantage of it! Why not? It’sa huge power trip for them. There I am, on my knees, practically beggingthem to use me as a human toilet after they have used my body for theirpleasure. What alpha male would say no to that? It’s the ultimateaffirmation of their superior status and the greatest power exchangethey’ll ever experience. It hasn’t caused any friction in the housebecause none of the other girls would willingly do anything as nasty anddegrading as that and it has attracted some of their kinkiest clientsaway from them to me. They are more than happy for me to deal with thosetypes and for them to only have deal with more normal clients.Tracie has put me on a high potassium diet to counter the effects of thehigh doses of sodium I get from the pints of piss that fill my tummy eachday. I also drink plenty of water to dilute the salt in my system. I’vefound that drinking pee has a lot of health benefits. I haven’t been sicka day since I started doing it. I used to wash my mouth out after everysession but now I’ve learned to like the lingering flavour. After all,what’s the point of washing away the taste when I am going to have thesame thing happen to me 30 minutes later? I might as well learn to enjoyit. Most people would be revolted by the thought of letting someone useyou as a convenient latrine but they don’t understand my psychologicalmakeup. It wasn’t much of a hurdle for me to cross; in fact it fulfils adeep seated need in me for my clients to enjoy degrading me. I alwaysthank them for giving me the privilege of doing it, make sure the lastdrops end up in my mouth rather than on the floor and give them a bigsmile when they’ve finished.I’ve gotten quite good at giving head and can now deep throat a guy withno problem at all. Mommy taught me how to do it and actually let meperfect my technique on her lover, Luke. I can even take Magic Mike’shuge cock right down to the base. He says no real girl has ever done thatbefore. I wish more men would let me suck them till completion but thatis very rare for me. They all seem to want to get the entire experience.They like me giving them head to make them rock hard but they invariablyend up fucking my sissy pussy till they shoot their load. I guess Ishould take that as a compliment.I am in better shape than I’ve ever been before and I put that down toall the sex I have during the week and the effects of the hormones whichrush through my body every day. I’ve actually dropped down to a UK size 6and sometimes struggle to find clothes that are petite enough for me towear. The new treatment that Tracie put me on which completely suppressesany testosterone production and supplements my oestrogen levels actuallyhelped me naturally grow my breasts and now I am a 32C instead of a 32B.My waist is 24 inches and my hips are 33 inches. Almost all the men whoare my regular customers are quite fit and highly sexual and put methrough a workout when they fuck me. I am not a passive kind of personwhen it comes to sex. I meet each thrust of theirs with one of my ownand, when I get a hot flash, I’ll writhe around the bed while they spearme with their cocks. More often than not, the sheets are soaked withperspiration by the time a guy has cum in me. Since my tummy is filledwith their hot nectar afterwards I don’t feel hungry and I’m less likelyto want to eat a fattening snack.Tracie’s video of my castration proved to be a big hit. She cleverlyspliced in images of me when I was trying to be a real man beforehand andthen made my transformation seem more of a result of the surgery than theyears of hormones I took. The last scene in the film was of me at theglory hole hungrily sucking cock after cock whilst Kate looked on andgave instructions. I don’t know how much she actually made from it butshe is now driving a new Porsche.I canlı bahis think Paul will star in her sequel although he’s not aware of it yet.To Tracie’s credit she isn’t one to coerce anybody into doing somethingthey don’t want to do. She’s just biding her time till Paul comes to hissenses. Just like I was in the early stage of hormonal treatment he is abit confused and is gradually losing his masculine identity. I can tellby the clothes he’s buying. I gave him some advice and told him to stickto an androgynous look and wear loose tops, leggings and shoes that areneither masculine nor feminine but which come from the women’s shoedepartment. He followed my advice except for the shoes. He insists ofbuying and wearing very feminine flats. He’s taller than me by fiveinches, so transitioning in the public eye will be more difficult and hemight become a victim of taunts from alpha males. I had a feminine lookeven during the experimental period when I wanted to become independentand be a real man. I wasn’t a very convincing guy but I became a verygood looking girl early on in my treatment. That isn’t going to be thecase with Paul.The fact that he’s mommy’s husband kind of complicates the matter. I knowfrom her he can’t get an erection anymore which has helped him with anyjealousy issues he has with her lover, Luke, let alone her profession asa mature hooker. Since he can’t satisfy her more jaded sexual needs he’sactually grateful that she has a job which entails hot sex with a lot ofmen during the daytime and has a handsome lover to spend the night with.He doesn’t get upset when Kate, mommy and I have a laugh about aparticularly unusual client we might have had that day or one who wassuper endowed.Tracie has been following his life with the video camera in hand andinterviewing him in detail about his transition and how he feels aboutbeing married to a promiscuous woman he doesn’t have sex with. It’s a bitdemeaning to him but I’m sure she’ll put together something that sells inthe end but she has to wait until the point comes when he wants tovoluntarily have his testicles removed and have breast implants to finishthe production. In my opinion, she has about six months to wait.Although it is counterintuitive, Kate and mommy seem to look younger aseach day passes. The myth of how hookers age faster than other women isblown apart by those two. I think what really ages hookers is theirdependence on d**gs and alcohol and the abusive men they are attractedto. Derek’s brothel has strict rules about d**g and alcohol use and allthe girls that work there abide by them and they all look stunning. I putthat down to sex, particularly unprotected sex like we practice in thehouse. The basic premise of Derek’s operation is that virtually all theclients are married and have to very careful about STDs and the rates tosee the girl of their choice are so high they preclude anyone but thewealthiest punters. There has not been one case of one of his girlsgetting an STD in five years of operation. The girls have cum shot insidetheir pussies and mouths up to 12 times a day and, if you believe themedical literature, the health benefits are enormous. It certainlyprevents ageing. Knowing that I seldom give head to a man tillcompletion, Kate takes me to the glory hole every Saturday for two hoursand I suck at least a dozen men or more for my weekly does of the magicelixir. Thankfully, the proprietor has put a cushion for my knees belowevery hole in the room. My weekly dose keeps my skin glowing.The discreet tattoo that was put on the back of my neck by Helen has nowbeen lasered off and replaced by Kate’s initials. Although we have neverhad sex we are closer than most couples are and she gets off on mysubmissiveness in a big way. We are both completely hooked on the hormonetreatment Tracie administers to us, as is she, mommy and Paul. That hasreignited Kate’s sexual side. Although she has been a hooker for tenyears the work became repetitive and sex was simply acting on her part.Now she truly enjoys it and enjoys dominating me. Every afternoon, at theclose of business, she straddles my face pushing globs of cum into mymouth.Tracie doesn’t have a regular boyfriend but Kate has set her up numerouswealthy clients of hers. Although she has transformed herself completelyand no longer has that trailer trash look about her she has yet to becomeas refined as either Kate or mommy. She is beginning to learn how tobehave in situations and is astute about her manners. In a year or so Ithink she will really blossom.The only problem in my life is my house. It’s too small for mommy, herlover Luke, her husband Paul and Kate and me. I bought it outright withmy father’s inheritance money years ago and I certainly couldn’t affordto buy a bigger place in the neighbourhood. Property price inflation isso great in desired neighbourhoods in London I could sell the house andmove to France and not have to work another day in my life. It bahis siteleri is atypical mews house and has two upstairs bedrooms and a kitchen, diningroom and living room downstairs. Paul has been sleeping on a cot in thekitchen for the last six months whilst his wife is upstairs in the guestbedroom with Luke. Kate and I share the master bedroom. It means that itis impossible to have any sort of privacy. If someone is making love,everyone in the house can hear it. The same goes for everything else andit is driving me crazy.Today is the day before our bi-annual evaluation by Derek and everyone isa bit nervous. The clients are offered a chance to rate us on theinternet after each visit. The cumulative rating and the number ofclients we see every day is the criteria Derek uses to judge ourperformance. I feel pretty safe because I am actually one of the busiestin the house, although Kate is equally as popular. Mommy too is verypopular and the only mature prostitute in the group. She attracts aclientele of young guys who are fascinated with older women.When Kate entered my room at the end of the business day she didn’tstraddle my face as normal but had a worried expression on her face andclearly wasn’t in the mood for any fun. I sat upright on the bed still inmy work attire of stockings, suspender belt, heels and a bra.”What’s wrong?” I asked, as she carefully closed the door and locked it.”Maybe nothing is wrong, but I’m worried,” she replied. “It’s just thatDerek is supposed to give us our evaluations tomorrow and he normallycontacts me a couple of days beforehand. I haven’t heard from him in overa week and when I call his number there’s no answer.””Does he have any family or a wife you can contact?” I asked. “Do youknow any of his friends’ numbers?””Derek isn’t married and he doesn’t have any immediate family I knowabout,” said Kate. “He’s not the sort to have friends either. He is areal loner.””Do you know where he lives?” I asked. “We could go over and pound on thedoor. Maybe he is sick.””He has a big house on Vicarage Gate in Kensington,” Kate replied.”There’s actually a key to it downstairs in the desk which he keeps herein case he loses his. I have gone there to collect his mail while he hasbeen on holiday so I know the alarm code.””Let me take a shower and deal with my personal things and I’ll meet youin the changing room in 30 minutes,” I said. “Maybe you should callTracie. She’s a nurse and, if he is sick, then she might be able to gethim some treatment.”I quickly went to the bathroom, locked the door and gave myself my dailyenema. After that worked, I hopped in the shower and quickly washed mybody, putting on a shower cap so my hair didn’t get wet. After I towelledmyself off and put a little makeup on I went downstairs to the back roomwhere the girls kept their street clothes. I put on a red wool skirt anda black knit jumper and slipped into my overcoat. Kate was alreadydressed, looking stunning in a black dress. It’s a shame the winterweather required us to wear long overcoats. When we got out of Derek’sbrothel and locked it up we hailed a taxi and sped our way to Kensington.Tracie was already there in front of Derek’s house waiting for us.We exchanged kisses and Kate told Tracie about her worries about Derek.With Kate leading the way we mounted the steps to the front door andpressed the buzzer and waited. After a minute or so Kate pressed thebuzzer for longer but there was no response. She fished in her handbagand pulled out the key and unlocked the front door. Immediately, thealarm system began buzzing and Kate raced to the alarm box and punched inthe code. Then there was only eerie silence. There wasn’t a sound in thehouse.”Let’s stick together and go from room to room,” Kate said. “I don’t wantto be alone if we find something horrible.”We turned on all the lights as we went through the house to ward off thewinter darkness and inspected each empty room in detail then we climbedthe stairs to the first floor and went from empty bedroom to emptybedroom. It was when we came to the master bedroom we knew something waswrong. The door to the en suite bathroom was closed but the sound ofwater running from a tap was unmistakable.”This doesn’t look good,” said Kate, who seemed reluctant to open thedoor and look inside.I went up to the door and knocked on it loudly. When there was noresponse I turned the doorknob and opened the door slightly and peeredinside. I could see Derek, or his body, in the bathtub. Thankfully theoverflow drain was draining away the water from the running tap. I walkedinside and shut the water off and called out to Tracie. I did lookbriefly at the body and couldn’t see any obvious injuries but there wasno doubt he was dead. Thankfully it was not long enough for the body todecompose. There was no obvious odour of death in the room.Tracie came in the room and closed Derek’s eyelids and looked briefly atthe body. She then put her hand in the water.”It’s cold,” güvenilir bahis she said. “He must have used all the hot water. The coldwater helped preserve the body. I can’t tell how long he’s been dead.””You don’t want to go in there,” I said to Kate when I came back into themaster bedroom. “He’s dead but it looks like it was from natural causes.””This changes everything,” Kate said after Tracie joined us. “We have togo downstairs to the office and talk. The first thing we have to agree isthat we don’t tell a living soul that Derek is dead. That includes yourmother, Chrissie. She’ll tell Luke and then word will spread around town.We have an opportunity here if we are smart. We’ve got to figure out away to get rid of the body first.”Kate led us downstairs to Derek’s office and found a bottle of white winein the tiny refrigerator and opened it, pouring us each a glass and thensitting down behind the desk. Tracie and I sat in seats facing her.”OK, here is the downside,” Kate said. “If the girls and the punters findout Derek is dead the brothel will fall apart. They abide by the rulesnot only because they make more money there then they could dream aboutbut they also know Derek is ruthless. They’re scared of him. The puntersare scared of him too. The cops are in his pocket because of the payoffshe gives them. I know all about that because I have delivered sacks ofcash to them.””The evaluation is tomorrow and if Derek doesn’t show up then the girlswill start to suspect something is up,” Kate added. “We need someone tostand in his place and what better person to do that but his wife. Theydon’t know he wasn’t married and, if we convince them his wife wasdelegated the role, then we’ll buy at least another six months. The onlyperson who could credibly be his wife is Tracie. Nobody knows her thereexcept your mommy, Chrissie. We’ll have to make sure she is too ill tocome to work tomorrow and I’ll pretend that I listened to Derek’sevaluation of her and tell her about it when I come home.””Now, how are we going to get rid of the body and make sure it is neverfound?” Kate asked, tapping her fingers on the desk. “It’s got to be donesoon before it starts stinking in here. Ideally we should do it tonight.””I know how to handle that,” Tracie said. “The least risky way to disposeof the body is to donate it to science. Imperial College has a school ofmedicine and I’ve been in the hall where they keep the cadavers. I’lljust deliver it to the cooling area wearing a nurse’s uniform. Nobodywill question me because they’ll be grateful to get it without having tobuy the body of some tramp through a broker. We’ll need a body bag, whichI’ll have to get from the clinic. I have a couple of nurse’s uniforms athome which you guys will have to wear to help me.””I know what to put in Chrissie’s mother’s food to make her quite illtonight,” Tracie added. “I’ll wake up early and rent a van and then comeover to your place and pick you up. We’ll change into the nurse’suniforms here and take the body downstairs and out to the van and driveit over to Imperial. We’ll have to get a couple of volunteers there tohelp us. The uniforms are quite short and show a lot of leg so that won’tbe a problem.””OK, that’s a plan,” Kate said. “Let’s keep the body cooled in themeantime. Why don’t you go upstairs and turn the cold water tap on?”After Tracie left the room to go upstairs and turn on the cold water tap,Kate put her fingers to her lips to indicate that there was a secret shewanted to share with me and waved me over. I walked around the desk andbent my head so she could whisper in my ear.”There’s a shitload of cash hidden in this house and you and I are goingto find it,” Kate said. “That money is for us only and we are going tomove into this house and take ownership. I know a few judges quiteintimately and they would do anything for me, including transferring thedeed for the property. It’s going to be in our names within a week butthere’s one little thing we have to do first.””What’s that?” I asked. “This place is worth millions. We can all livehere without bumping into each other all the time.””There is no all of us, anymore,” she replied. “There’s just you and Iand we are going to get married. Paul, Luke and your mother can live outtheir own soap opera at your house.”I was back in my chair with my head spinning by the time Tracie returnedto the room. After she sat down Kate resumed control of the meeting.”We’ll work out the rest of the details of how we pull this off in thelong-term as it goes along, but I think we have a plan that will work,”Kate said. “You’ve got one more task to do tomorrow before you come overfor the evaluations, Tracie. You’ve got to go to a jewellery store andget an engagement and wedding ring and don’t scrimp. Anyone with Derek’smoney would splash out on his wife.””Now let’s all go home for dinner,” Kate said. “How are you going to getsomething to put in Chrissie’s mommy’s food?””I already have something in my handbag,” replied Tracie. “Eye drops willdo the trick. A few drops in her food will give her a massive case ofdiarrhoea in the morning. She won’t be able to be more than ten feet froma toilet.”