John was a man that dealt in trades, his line of work was all about it. Normally one looks for a fair trade, but for John that was not enough, he’d often push business partners into less than ideal arrangements, knowing full well that refusal wasn't an option. Even if one managed to walk out of a deal with the devil, John made use of his powerful influence to make it next to impossible to cultivate any sort of business deals in the future. This amount of power had made John an arrogant man, the man in charge, he was the one making the rules, or at least that is how he felt. This of course didn't sit well with his secretaries, girls trying to climb the corporate ladder whom would often be offered a “deal” by John consisting of them whoring themselves in some degrading sexual act in exchange for a chance of maybe, someday, John remembering their name long enough to suggest a raise. Th complaints had piled up to the point the company couldn't cover it up any more, so they offered John a deal, he would “step down” of his position and retire to live wealthy lifestyle while the company got rid of any bad press, it was a win-win situation
But not for John, he wouldn't be bound by anyone, much less his damn secretaries. He adamantly refused and not only that, he went on a tirade that threatened to bring down the whole business, John had to be dealt with now.
It happened outside a bar.John was leaving somewhat angry about being just rejected by a woman. “Fuck her” he thought, failing to spot the two men coming up behind him. the last thing he saw was a rag being put over his mouth. When he came to, he was naked on the floor of some cell, in front of him was a set of lingerie. He stared confused until a voice coming from a hidden speaker addressed him: He had been taken away by some group calling themselves “The Court” and would never return to his former life. Just as he was about to start cussing out the voice the door opened and in came 3 women dressed in suits. 2 held him down and the third jabbed a needle in his arm, before leaving him alone once more
So started John’s new life, women would come, overpower him, and feminize him beyond recognition. What he would later learn were high doses of estrogen being injected daily into his system zapped him of any strength to replace it with softness and frightening curves. His thighs became plump and looked deliciously attractive while covered by his force fitted nylon stockings. His chest itched as a pair of A cup breasts budded out. No one would ever see him as a man again. After what felt like a year, maybe more, or less, he couldn't tell, his kidnappers offered him a deal: One of his old associates was looking for a trophy wife and he fit the bill, he needed some breast enlargement. If John accepted, he would be let go, sold and live a life of luxury as a classy married woman who would only need to worry about looking pretty. Compared to how he lived now, it sounded like heaven, but John was a man, the man in charge, not some toy to look pretty, and so he declined. The woman simply shook her head, as if she had expected the outcome.
Now “Jasmine” as she is called, stood on a doorway wearing next to nothing. Legs splayed open, she leaned forward with her wrists tied together high above her head, her shoulders ached along with her feet trapped in her issued high heels but there was nothing she could do. After she had refused her bridal deal, Jasmine was put to work, that meant being whored out for money. She’d get to choose her client, but the choices didnt matter when both options were terrible, it always involved some sort of sadism, humiliation, degradation and spending the night bound, gagged, blinded and plugged.
She heard her owner for the night walk up behind her and lay the paddle on her perky butt. She hated the paddle.
“I will give you a choice, Jasmine dear, I can either spank that rear of yours until you cum from it, or I can fuck you raw until sunrise”, said the man.
Jasmine felt some tears run down her cheeks, “Fuck me raw, daddy”. The man plunged deep into her as Jasmine thought about what his life would be like as a rich bride, she really wanted that deal back.
