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Beth McFadden Chapter 1 Edited
🕑 Added 2025-11-12 21:29:23 +0000 UTCGreetings everyone! My name is Beth McFadden and this is my story.
I was raised in Mt. Pleasant, Michigan. My father is a mailman, and my mother owns her own bookkeeping business. I was raised as a Roman Catholic. My parents are good, hard-working people. They worked hard to give us a good middle-class life. I attended public school, I was a cheerleader, a figure skater, and a member of the debate team throughout high school. I graduated third in my high school class. I went to Hope College for my undergrad studies and graduated fourth in my class. I was accepted to the University of Michigan for grad school, four years later I earned my Juris Doctorate in law and Master's degree in accounting.
I was hired by a law firm in Las Vegas, Nevada. Having never traveled much as a kid, besides Disney World and Washington D.C. The thought of living out west was very appealing. I got a small one-bedroom apartment and settled in.
Practicing Law is very competitive, especially when you are a woman. I was built for it! I kept my head down as they say and worked. I passed the bar exam with flying colors. I worked 80 to 100 hours a week and rarely took much time off. Five years into my career I was made Junior Partner. At nine years I was promoted to a senior partner and running our Financial and Tax Department.
I bought a nice four-bedroom, 4 1/2 bath Ranch and half house in a gated community. I loved the neighborhood. Big lots, grass, and a four-car garage. The membership fees included landscaping maintenance, water, sewer, and Internet and cable.
Needless to say, I didn't have much of a social life. I'm 33 years old now. Even being raised as I was, I wasn't really interested in marriage. I thought about it a few times. The thought of a husband and family and all the divorce and issues a lot of people around me had, it just seems easier and less stressful to be single, unless I met the right person!
I have natural blonde hair, and green eyes. I've had lots of men hit on me over the years. Being strong-willed and intelligent didn't help; besides, I was always a career-first woman. I joined a tennis club to start building a social life. I dated a little more, but it always ended in disappointment.
A couple of girls from my tennis club invited me out one Saturday night. We hit several clubs that night. We had a great time. I realized that night the reason I wasn't successful in relationships was that I was very inexperienced with men and sex. I wasn't adventurous enough and was very conservative.
Growing up the way I did didn't prepare me for modern dating or a nightlife away from the regular day-to-day world. There was another exciting world out there, a world I hadn't begun to explore. After my girls' night out, I decided to do a little research and shopping.
The nightclubs in Vegas are some of the best in the world. I started going out with the girls almost every Saturday night. One night, I paid for bottle service. That was an amazing experience. I paid for the first bottle. After the first bottle, many different men bought our drinks. Some guys were nice, some were creepy, but it is what it is in a nightclub, some guys just get stupid!
This continued on for several weeks. Until I met a nice guy named Aaron. He was 23 and shorter than me. 5 feet 7 inches tall and slim, about 150 pounds. He had great manners and soft, cute facial features. His smile was the best thing about him. He had white teeth and full lips. He had blue eyes and eyelashes that I wanted.
I was taller than Aaron, I'm 5 feet 10 inches tall without heels, and I almost always wore heels. I was semi-muscular 140 pounds. We dated on and off for several months. I enjoyed his company. He played Tennis (but not very well). He played golf and was a little better than me. We shared a few things in common.
Sex for us wasn't what you would call spectacular by any stretch. He was a premature ejaculator. With slightly small penis, it wasn't something that I was able to enjoy . I encouraged him to service me with his tongue, he wasn't excited about the idea at first, but he listened well and in a short period of time became very skilled at it.
6 months after we started seeing each other. I was called out of town to New York City for a couple of weeks for a huge Federal Tax case. The weeks turned into months. The client was being dragged into federal court for multiple charges of financial crimes. It was the biggest case of my career.
I was home for a weekend and invited Aaron to dinner. I took him to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse (his favorite restaurant). I explained my situation and how I didn't know how long I would be working out of town. I told Aaron he wasn't obligated to be loyal to me and if he found another partner, I would understand and wouldn't hate him for it.
Needless to say, Aaron was heartbroken. He cried softly, held my hand, and said I was worth waiting for. I explained that I liked him a lot, but I couldn't make that same promise.
With tears in his eyes, he said, " I understand.
I kissed him goodbye and told him if he ever needed me to call me. I still considered him a friend!
I love you, Beth! I always have! He said.
I know, sweetheart, and I'm so very sorry about this. I said.
He pecked my cheek with a final kiss and started crying as he walked away. It broke my heart too! This was the single most difficult conversation I've ever had. He was such a sweet guy. I hated doing this to him. I had to! He deserved the truth. Stringing him along would have been far crueler than making a clean break.
The months went by slowly in New York City. I was working 10 and 12 hours a day, six days a week. I barely got out to see the city. I heard about the nightclub scene in Manhattan, but I would never venture alone. I was talking with a couple of girls in the office and one of them invited me to go with them.
I mentioned I didn't have anything to wear with me.
The one girl, Lacy, who was 25 and very pretty, said, I know just the place! Let's meet up after work! I'll take you!
Sounds great, I said excitedly.
I broke my normal work hour protocol and went shopping with Lacy and two others from work.
We took a cab to I think Brooklyn, I'm not sure. We stopped at this little store Dark Dreams Apparel. When we walked into the store, it was twice the size it looked from the outside. Almost all the clothes they had were either leather, PVC or latex. All the store personnel were wearing some form of PVC or Latex. The women looked like fetish models. Super high heel shoes, boots, and latex stockings. A couple of girls wore "Catsuits". A new term I was introduced to that day.
A salesperson approached.
Welcome to Dark Dreams! I'm Missy! How can I help you?
She was very cute and perky. She was wearing a light blue and white latex schoolgirl uniform with a very short skirt. I noticed instantly she was super girly, almost too girly! It was right there that I noticed an Adam's apple hiding behind her white latex collar and a little silver hoop that dangled in the front. Missy was male!
Our friend here needs some New York City night club clothes.
Right this way Miss...
Beth! I said.
Thank you Ms. Beth she said with respect.
She showed me a variety of styles of dresses, leggings, tops, and skirts. All of the things she showed me were far more exotic and fetish than anything I owned. I chose a Fuchsia Latex Mini cocktail dress. It had a plunging neckline and a front zipper with two slides. It was semi-backless with criss-cross over the shoulder straps.
Missy led me to the dressing room.
Ms Beth, I need you to strip, please? Missy asked.
All the way? I asked.
Everything, please! I need to measure you first. Then I have to disinfect your body and oil you up for your fitting, Ma'am! She said very formally.
Why do you need to oil me? I asked.
Apologies, Ms Beth but latex isn't like conventional clothing. It's designed to be skin tight, tighter than anything you've ever worn before. It's basically like rubber. If we don't disinfect and oil you up, we'll have great difficulty getting it off. If the dress is damaged, you will be charged for it. It's store policy! I'm sorry Ms Beth.
Okay, can I ask you a personal question, Missy?
Anything! Please! Missy said.
Are you a boy or trans? I asked. I don't mean to offend you.
Not at all, Ms Beth!
I'm neither, I'm a sissy! I serve my dominant owner, wife, and the shop owner. Mistress Madiline Chambers.
What is a sissy? I asked.
A sissy is a submissive male who isn't a man or woman. A sissy can be male in appearance but adopts a traditional female role as a submissive domestically and sexually. We dress, and take the traditional 1950s female role in bed with men or our dominant. We assume the submissive roles to be dominated by men, women, or couples.
So you are a cuckold? I asked.
In part, Ms Beth I have sex with men and women. But I'm always the submissive. I'm not allowed to penetrate women anymore. I can't! Even if I wanted to! I can't have conventional sex with women.
How is it impossible? I asked.
I'm chastised! Take a look! Missy said, as she lifted the skirt of her dress.
She was locked in a pink cage with a ring locked behind her sack. The lock was heart-shaped. It was very cute. It turned me on, seeing her like that. I immediately thought of Aaron! I couldn't do that to him! He was too sweet for that.
How long have you been wearing it?
Almost 4 years. I ran away from an abusive home when I was 16. Mistress Chambers rescued me, she gave me a nice home. She gave me this job. After a few weeks of living with her, she told me what I needed to do to stay with her.
I agreed, and she helped me apply for emancipation from my parents. We were married on my 17th birthday. At our wedding, instead of a wedding ring, I was locked in chastity and collared after I said my vows, and I do! I've been on light hormones and locked up ever since. I love my life! No one hurts me anymore and I get lots of love and affection. It's everything I dreamed of! Missy exclaimed happily.
It's very lovely! Can I touch it?
Yes but please be gentle! It's very sensitive!
Don't worry Darling! I would never hurt you! I said.
I touched her locked up bits softly. I noticed she was wearing a plug as well. She was completely hairless, I mean baby smooth. Her skin was as soft as mine is.
She wasn't wearing panties either. I caressed her bits softly and noticed she was leaking. I wiped it up with my fingers.
Missy saw my wet fingers.
May I? Missy asked.
She put my fingers in her mouth and sucked on them in very sensual manner. I felt the studs in her tongue. I started getting wet!
Thank you Mistress! She said to me.
(Mistress? That's a new one on me)!
I undressed in front of her. I was far more comfortable, knowing her bits were caged up.
38-23-31! Missy said.
You have a beautiful hourglass figure! I'm jealous of you! Missy said. You're also very wet below! May I have permission to clean you up?
Sure! I said we don't want to get the dress soiled before I buy it!
Thank you Mistress! Missy exclaimed.
Missy didn't grab the disinfectant like I thought she would. Instead grabbed a small pillow off the bench and set it on the floor in front of me. She dropped to her knees and started serving me
Her pierced tongue started working it's magic on my body! Aaron was pretty good at taking care of me, but Missy was a world class provider of the oral arts. I stood there as she gave me two very large rapturous events. It was all I could do to stay quiet. Aaron was never this good! No man was ever this good.
After I shuddered to a third time, she came up for air.
Mistress, please turn around, I need to ensure you are 100% clean. Missy asked.
She disinfected my entire backside with wipes and sanitizer. She wiped a lotion in my crack, wiped it up and went back to work with her tongue.
Gawd, she's good! Missy had major oral skills!
Perfect! Let's sanitize you and oil you up! She said in her perfect perky voice.
She started wiping me down. I had a smile that wouldn't go away.
Thank you Missy! That was amazing! You are a very talented sissy!
Thank you Mistress it was my pleasure! Missy said with pride.
She oiled me up with silicone oil. She changed the dress from an 8 to 6. The 8 fit pretty good, but the 6 was extremely tight and held my body in place so much my 38 C-cup breasts didn't need a bra.
What about panties I asked.
You don't want to wear panties in this kind of dress, it would leave panty lines! Besides this dress isn't going anywhere! The silicone oil will keep you comfortable and allow it to come off easily at the end of the night. Just don't forget to clean it before you put it away! With proper care latex can last a long time. Missy said.
Can I try the Amazon Style Latex Dress, the one with the lace up collar and angle cut skirt? I asked.
Of course! Missy said.
I walked out of the dressing room wearing the cocktail dress. Lacy, Kim, and Tracy were all waiting on me. They were dressed in various styles of latex. Lacy was in black catsuit, Kim was dressed in full length Red latex evening gown, Tracy was in combination catsuit and corset. All of were wearing 7-inch platform heels.
They were smiling at me when I walked out. It was the kind of smile that said they knew what I was doing with Missy.
That dress fits perfectly! Lacy said with approval.
Damn girl! You've got a figure to die for! Kim said.
We're going have to keep an eye on you! Tracy said.
You three look pretty exotic yourselves! I said.
You need shoes! Lacy said.
I'll be right back! Missy said.
I watched Missy strut towards the shoe section. She might a boy, but she has the strut of a professional pole dancer! She was a true sissy, and a very happy one. My mind slipped back to my sweet Aaron. I imagined Aaron for a moment being like Missy!
I ended up buying four outfits, Fuchsia Latex Mini cocktail dress I was wearing, Violet colored Amazon Style Latex Dress with the angle cut skirt, Marbelised 3 Buckle Corset and catsuit in black and the Latex Trinity Top with attached garters and the matching footless latex stockings and thong panties in raspberry! I bought matching shoes and small gloves with each of them.
By the time I was finished I spent almost 3000 dollars on clothes, shoes, accessories, and silicone oil!
The girls all bought a few things too.
Missy assisted me in the dressing room one final time. She didn't even ask she just went down on me again. She made quick work, bringing me to another mind blowing rapture. I tipped Missy $400 in cash for her very personal and professional assistance.
Missy gave me her business card with her cell phone number. "Call or text me anytime 💋❤️💋❤️❣️"
I smiled at her sweet innocent little face. I knew I'd be returning to this store in near future.
The girls dropped me off at the condominium where I was staying. We agreed to meet up at 7:30 tomorrow night for a night on the town. The next day was Saturday.
I went into the office, I worked for about three hours on argument I was writing up for next week. I stopped at the salon around the corner and got my hair done with highlights and braided in high ponytail. I left my nails long and painted Fuchsia with black tips. The stylist painted my toenails to match.
I went back to my room and took a short nap and started getting ready for my first night out in New York City. We met up in the lobby of my building and headed to dinner. The four of us dressed up in latex drew a lot of attention, especially the men.
After dinner we started our club crawl! We went to Nino's it was an easy place to get in. It wasn't as nice as the clubs in Vegas. The next place we went was Club Chaos. This club was jumping! They had a great DJ! But I caught a guy trying to spike Lacy's drink and we left.
The third club went to was called Skins!
Most everyone was dressed in PVC, leather or Latex. Most of the women were dressed similar to us very dominant looking. Some of the men were very butch, but most of them had male partners. There was a lot of boys dressed similar to Missy. I was very turned on by all the sissy boys. I found them very attractive.
I watched them for a while.
Those boys over there are very cute, aren't they? Kim asked.
Very cute! I said.
Femboys are a lot of fun, Beth! They are much safer than those leather heads!
I think Beth is looking for a boy like Missy! Lacy said.
He was very sweet! I said.
I would say so! She never gave me three orgasms! Kim said.
You knew? I exclaimed.
Welcome to the club, Beth! Missy loves breaking in the new girls that come into the store! It's kind of her thing! Lacy said.
I started gazing at the cute red headed femboy in the pink blouse with the Yellow spandex mini-skirt with the 4-inch black Mary Jane shoes. I caught his attention and gave him a sexy smile. There were four of them and four of us. Lacy followed my lead and started flirting with the cute blonde boy in the red leather half tank top and red leather mini-skirt with red heels.
With very little effort the cute boys came into our bottle service section.
The redhead reminded me of my sweet Aaron. His makeup was perfect for him. His pixie hair was so adorable. I was getting wet just thinking about him between my legs! I haven't been serviced much in a long time except Missy! The idea of a feminine boy was becoming very appealing to me.
We stood up as they entered our roped in area.
Greetings Mistress! My name is Sherry!
Nice to meet you, sweetheart I'm Beth! I must say you look adorable darling, would like a drink?
Cap cod please, Mistress Beth!
Lacy waived at our waitress.
Four more glasses, another bottle of Tito's and cranberry juice please! Lacy said.
Yes ma'am! The waitress responded.
After the first drink with our new friends we decided to dance. Sherry was good little dancer. She exaggerated her hips and movements a little more than I did. We danced a slow song to Hysteria by Def Lepard. She followed my lead. Sherry was very cuddly.
I decided to test her girlieness. I slid my hand down her lower back and grouped her ass with a slightly firm grip. I looked into her greenish brown eyes. She smiled and tilted her head back slightly. I moved in and kissed her softly on the lips.
Sherry responded with affection and let out a soft moan of approval. I deepened our kiss and she submitted to me like I submitted to so many different men. My tongue probed her wanting mouth. Sherry had several tongue studs. That started making me very hot!
We went back to our seats, Sherry waited for me to sit down first she sat over my lap. We started kissing and petting each other. I started noticing the details of my new friend. Sherry had her nipples and bellybutton pierced.
Her ears had four lobe piercings each and Helix piercings. Her tongue had four studs all in-line with each other. She also had a cute little Madonna piercing in upper corner above of her upper lip.
My friends were all engaged with our new femboy friends.
Our waitress came back with a pitcher of water and juice.
Would you ladies like to rent a private room until closing time? It's only $300.
Yes, please said Kim! Here you go! She hand the waitress her credit card from her bra.
Beth, you go first! Kim offered.
Are you up for it, Sherry? I asked.
Yes, Mistress she exclaimed.
The waitress came back with the keycard.
There are two small beds partitioned off for privacy! The waitress said.
I handed her a $20 and thanked her. Kim and I led our femboys to the room area in back. I was actually shaking a little bit. I was so aroused by now I had to get some release. Sherry noticed my shaking hand.
First time, Mistress?
Yes, actually!
It's okay, Mistress! I know what you need! I'll take care of you! Sherry said with confidence.
I calmed down little .
The room had a small water closet with a toilet and a sink and mirror. The beds were twin size with soft clean sheets and several pillows and a wedge shaped pillow in
