taslima

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am Balakrishnan, A 27 years old Engineer living in The Silicon valley of India aka Bangalore working in one of the Top Tier-1 MNC Head quartered at Electronic city (an area allocated by Karnataka Govt. specifically for IT Companies.). The good climate of Bangalore, and its recent emergence as an IT Hub is known to everyone. Another phenomenon that prevails in this wonderful city is, the change in the lifestyle of the Unmarried IT Engineers who comes to Bangalore for work leaving their families back in their hometown.
            Being away FROM HOME will make some homesick, whereas it gives a sort of privacy and a sense of independence as there is no one to control or question them. Occasional phone calls from parents can always be managed with some fake answers. Not to mention the fat pay cheques. I'm one of those IT Engineers who just moved to Bangalore after a lot of struggle to break the gateway of IT Industry and have just now started to live an independent life. Especially, for a cross-dresser like me, living away from family is an invaluable opportunity to buy female cloths,jewels freely, dress up, have sessions with fellow CDs whenever I get a chance.. However, in the past 5 months of my stay in Bangalore, I never got a chance to get dressed up as I am sharing a 2 BHK Apartment with 4 of my College-mate as I'm not able to afford individual accommodation due to the skyrocketing rents prevailing in the Garden city.
            Facebook was my only way to vent my stress and freely roam around as Thaslima, My female persona in the virtual world. I have lot of friends in Facebook who knows me as Thaslima. And,I'm addicted to that virtual life. I cannot afford not logging into FB as Thaslima even for a day. As my roommates will be there all the time, I used to sit in a corner of the room when Facebooking (New verb, nice na ! :)) to avoid chances for my friends coming behind me and look into my laptop screen. Facebooking as thaslima was an Immense pleasure to me..I get a feel of living as Thaslima in real world as I surf around FB and the virtual world, talk to female and cross-dresser friends, chit-chatting, and all those female things.. Life as going as happy as it gets. Till last week!!!Sitting in corner and living as Thaslima in virtual world for an hour everyday became a second nature for me. life was good, Until 2-Oct-2012(Birthday of India's Mahatma-Gandhi, a Holiday). I was feeling little tired due to previous days work.I completed my works on the previous day only by 2 AM in the morning and returned to my residence by 3 AM. 2 of my roommates took a day leave to office and went to their home towns for vacation. So it was me and my another roommate, Kishore. My college-mate.
                  While talking about Kishore, there is a college day incident to remember. I used to be a little fat and with fluffy muscles all my life till now. But that's not a big deal. I was having fluffy flesh in my chest area and hip area. Hence I use to look different from other boys no matter what effort I take to reduce or cover those fluffy muscles. This was a regular affair from school days. Things changes when I entered teens and I used to get teased a lot for my feminine assets. Yes, I call them feminine assets as they grew proportionately as I grew up. Coming back to Kishore, He was one of my close friends. We started to go to gym. My intention was to reduce the fluffy muscles whereas his was to grow stronger and muscular. On the second day of the workout, myself and kishore finished at the same time and went to take bath. In the dressing room, I was just with towel exposing my Chest.Or,should I say breast?!!. There came Kishore after bathing, On seeing him semi nude for the first time, he exclaimed and shouted 'Wow Bala, I never knew u had an awesome pair of boobs!!!'. I was shocked on his comment. I know I had fluffy muscles around and never know it was so shapely. He, without even delaying a second, rushed near me and had a feel of my muscles with both of his hands. I backed a step and became angry. Kishore, on seeing my anger, felt guilty and said 'Extremely sorry bala, I shouldn't have done that. But it was so tempting'. I left the place without uttering a word. afterwards, I stopped going to gym. We graduated and was out of college.
                Coming to the present, The same Kishore is my roommate now and was the only one who was staying with me on Gandhi Jayanthi. Though we stay in the same house after coming to Bangalore and Kishore got many chances to see me semi nude after bath, He never acted as he did in College and maintained decency. Quite natural for boys to get matured in these kind of feelings once they get the hang of it. Things were going smoothly. Kishore was getting ready to go out for breakfast. I was still on bed and was sleepy. Asked him to buy some breakfast parcel for me. He obliged and left the house.
                I see my laptop switched ON and kept in the table. Kishore might have used it in the morning when I was sleeping. It was an usual affair. I just got an itch to check my FB status. by FB Status, I mean Thaslima's as I don't have any real FB Account revealing my male identity. I logged in, Started checking the updates, accepting new friends reqs, checking newly posted photos of friends. got sunk into it literally.Was totally into FB and chatting with a CD sister.."Thaslima!!" came a voice from somewhere. I instantaneously turned towards the direction from which the sound came as a person will naturally do, Only to see Kishore standing behind me with a evil smile. Bang!! I came to reality and was shell shocked on realizing what have just happened. "Here is your breakfast" said Kishore and handed over a parcel to me and silently went to his room. I was dumbstruck, got the parcel from him and turned back without uttering a word. Room is full of silence. I was not in a state to think anything. I left my laptop without even touching it. I opened the parcel. Masala dosa!!. I started eating it. No not out of hunger. But did it as I was not sure on what to do and how to react as Kishore didnt reacted other than calling me thaslima. I tried to look into kishore's room to check what he is doing. He was silently lying down with his ipod ON.
         I finished my breakfast. switched off my laptop, started reading some books. Or, should I say I acted like reading to avoid Kishore. millions of thoughts were racing in my mind and heart was literally pounding. Oh God! if Kishore has reacted in some way after knowing my secrets, something would've happened. But now nothing is happening, no clear state, no idea on how to proceed. What Kishore is up to?! What he will do once other roommates have returned?! will he tell this to the other roommates? Will he start hating me? Worst case, will he try to use me for his sexual desires!!?? God, this situation is killing me.
          I was sitting is the same corner with all these thoughts. There came Kishore after a good two hours. He came and stood in front of me silently. I saw his face. No reactions!!!. I was about to start a conversation. "Stop bitch..Just suck me", came a stern command from him. I was again shocked, without uttering a word, looked at him. He dropped his shorts and underwear in no time. he jus was wearing his t-shirt and nothing else. Standing is a 6 ft 4 inch Hunk with well toned body and multifolds stronger than me added to these is he knows my secret now."Come on you Bitch, remove your dress and suck me!!" shouted Kishore. I was in no way can reject his command now. removed my shorts,undies and tee. I'm fully nude. I'm fully shaven and hairless with my pair of boobs hanging slightly. "Wow, you are living as a bitch in secret by shaving your body hair and all!! Ah, those nice boobs that I touched when we were in college!!" said Kishore and he pinched my nipples heavily  that I feel the pain. I was about to cry not because of the pain but because of the fear on whats going to happen."U are definitely a bitch.Now stop those girly things and do your business" came a shout from Kishore. I touched his penis,kneeling down in front of him."That's a brilliant move!!" said Kishore. I continued, started feeling his rod with my fingers. did it for a good 5 mins. then started doing something which I never did in my life till now, started licking his rod. Slowly and seductively. No idea how. i should've done this with aghast and reluctance. But here, I'm sucking as if I'm enjoying it.started sucking in a slow pace, in no time I has his full meat in my mouth and I was feeling his tip touching my throat literally. Wow, it was amazing. I was doing it with full involvement and the play went for 15 more minutes before Kishore's rod became rock hard. I sensed something. "Yeah his fluid is going to out now". Before I could react and remove my mouth, he spurted..half in my face and half inside my mouth as I was trying to move away. Splash!! second shot. Now its all over my face. I was frozen and not sure what to do. "Eat it, Bitch!!" said Kishore. like a baby, I did it. "Don't think this is the end", He uttered this last words and left the house taking his bike key.

I was tired and my mouth was paining after the session with Kishore. I was depressed too..with lots of thoughts in mind, I slept unknowingly. "aaaah" I got up screaming after getting a heavy pain in my butt cheeks. It was kishore who gave me a tight whip in my but using his belt.tears rolled down from my eyes. I stood in front of him. then only I realized that it has become evening. Kishore was wearing an unusual evil smile in his face. "you sissy faggot, remember this?!!" Kishore asked me showing a black bag. Oh my god!! its my bag in which I stored my crossdressing stuffs secretly in the loft. "Og god, what now?!!" I was really afraid on thinking about the consequences. He asked me to sit in the corner without any dress..He began to humiliate me again.. I removed my dresses and sat on the corner..He slowly opened the bag and started taking out items one by one..I had a full make up kit, imitation jewels, few sarees,matching blouse and inners, a patiala suit all of which I collected all through my crossdressing life but never wore them once as I never got chance."ah, you slutty..so you are in an idea to wear all these? lady?!!" Kishore was in utter surprise and shock to see my collection. "you better be dressed in saree, I'll be back in an hour", Kishore left the house locking me inside.

           My mind was not in a state to think of anything other than wearing a saree. I always keep my body hairfree. So, without any shaving, I proceeded to start dressing. first I wore a skin colour silk bra. The size 38 cup D bra fitted me nicely without any paddings. my own flesh filled it nicely. For the first time, I felt the goodness of bra supporting my breast. it was heavenly. then slipped a matching petticoat as I was already wearing a satin panty. Its my habit to wear satin panty all the time even when in male dress. secured the petticoat with a tight knot. this gave my hips a more curvy and projected look. I took the blue saree with maroon border work. started draping it slowly on me feeling every inch of the saree. Ah!! its heavenly. I wore the saree in marwari style.I mastered both south indian and north indian style draping by seeing youtube videos numerous times.

          Then I started applying makeup. made up my face with liquid foundation,followed by concealer,rose powder, highlighter, mascara and kajal for eyes with matching bindi. I was already ecstatic. I was slowly smoothening my saree multiple times. then I started with the jewels. I took the most feminine ones and wore them one by one. And, this is how I looked finally after dress up.

A good one hour went in a jiffy for the dress up. I was really felt like being in heaven. I totally forgot about Kishore and all other consequences that I'm going to face..This is the moment I felt like I started living for myself. Its Thaslima,the girl within...

       I heard the sound of the door being opened. Its Kishore without any doubt. I stood up silently. "wah wah wah, Bala you definitely don't deserve to be a man. I'm not going to call you bala anymore. You can easily get into prostitution with your assets.". For the first time, I got angry with Kishore on getting this comment. I said in a stern voice"Kishore, Pls stop it. If destiny for me is to live as a transgender, I'll definitely not choose prostitution for living.". He instantly removed his belt and gave a strong whip in my ass. I didnt cried. I withstood the pain and stood before him without showing any reactions."slutty bitch,you got a pair of boobs, curvy and smooth body which a girl should have. what do you think you will get to do after cutting your ugly dangling thing in between your legs?! Heck, you are going to do things today which you are going to do in your life forever. friends, come in" said Kishore. Three guys entered the house. All were looking huge. I guess they should be Kishore's gym friends as all were well toned and gigantic.

      I feared to no bounds. What they are up to? what they are going to do now? I felt blood rushing towards my head. I got nervous and tensed. started sweating profusely that my blouse started becoming wet.I started showing signs of crying also. I can no way defend them. Kishore itself is enough to control me physically whereas here its 3 more guys. 

      In a flashing moment, Kishore grabbed me and cuffed my hands with a steel cuff. It happened in so less time that I couldn't even react. I started struggling to free my hands.. But my efforts went in a vein. I started crying. "baby dont cry, we are just here to show you your future." came a voice from one of the three guys."Sam, get into action", said Kishore. A tall and dark guy came forward.Seems like his name is sam. He started caressing my cheeks. Sam took out a bottle with some liquid. opened it and was about to pour a little of that liquid in a sponge. "Sam, I want her to feel the pain." Said Kishore. Sam stopped pouring the liquid and threw the sponge in the bin. He took out a some instrument which resembled a mini driller. He came hear me. I was backing step by step. Suddenly Kishore and the two more caught me and held in position.. Sam removed my clip on earrings and press type nosering. Tuk,Tuk,Tuk..Sam, used that device on my right ear three times. then simultaneously three times in left ear. I was squirming in pain..didnt realized what they did till now.. Before I regain my senses, two more shots in my nose. One on each side."aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh", I started crying loud. Kishore tried to close my mouth. He inserted a cloth and put a bandage so that I dont make any sound.God, its paining like hell. Sam started acting fast. He removed my saree so that my navel is visible. Gave another shot at my navel.God, It was paining like hell..then only I realised that, he is making holes in my ears, nose and navel for making me wear jewels. I saw in mirror, blood is dripping in my ears and nose.. Sam applied some cream to stop bleeding. My make up was half ruined because of my tears by now.Nose being a sensitive part, it was paining a lot that ears. they made me sit in a chair. Kishore removed my hand cuffs and within seconds, he tied me in the chair. I'm totally in a immovable condition.Now Kishore started to talk. "bala, do you remember the incident in college? whn I touched your boobs? you shouted at me like anything. I felt guilty till yesterday for that.All for the genuineness you shown. But you are a sucking bitch in real that you shouldn't really shouted at me that day.after all, you are a sissy slut. I want to compensate all these years of guilt now". I was looking at his eyes which was filled with full cruelness.Kishore came near me, touched my face and pressed my cheeks. I was already in severe pain because of the piercings that Sam made. Kishore started to press my ears in the pierced areas. I was not able to resist the pain..I was jumping in pain like a fish that has been put out of water."aaaaaaaaaahhhh"..He pressed all my newly pierced holes for a considerable time. I was crying all through. Still weeping. He removed my saree pallu and started undoing my blouse to access my boobs. He pulled my bra up so that my breasts are naked. He started caressing it gently first and then slowly built up his intensity. At one point, it started to pain like anything. He was pinching my nipples hard and hard. I started squirming again in pain."This is my gift that you will never forget baby!!" said Kishore and in no time, he picked up the piercing gun from Sam and pierced my nipples. "ggwaaaaaaaaddddd", this is the most unbearable pain I'm experiencing in my whole life..I was helpless, tied in chair, squirming in pain.. they were enjoying the sight of me suffering in pain for a good 30 mins. I became tired because of all these things, left without much energy to think or do anything.

    they untied me from the chair. I fell down in the floor with no energy for anything. Kishore came near me, lifted my face by my chin, then hand cuffed me and ordered me to stand. With much difficulty and cuffed hands, I stood in front of them. Kishore started "Listen carefully Thaslima. Now that its evident that you are a sissy and also we started to make you what you are, you must obey what I'm going to say now else the video of you sucking my cock today morning will be sent to your colleagues,parents and publicized in internet too. Let me tell you one thing. You know me as your colleague,friend. But I do some other things also. Here, Sam, Raj and Khanna, these ppl are my friends and are dealing with supply of sex workers to mumbai,kolkatta areas. Upon hearing about you, today afternoon Sam coined the idea of converting you to what you actually are and selling you in mumbai. Mind you, these three are capable of killing you in a jiffy if you don't do what we say. hijras like you with girly body will go for anywhere between 4 to 5 lacs which is big money. We dont want to loose it at any cost. You will be monitored all the time by any one of us. But dont worry we will not be with you all the time. you will be monitored secretly. If you make a move to escape, then we will go to any extend. so be warned. You are the second son in your family and already your brother has settled well and taking care of your parents. So, it better you be what you are and atleast profitable to us. From today onwards, the bala inside you is no more. you are thaslima all the time.you must wear only girls dresses like sarees,salwars,etc. and you must wear jewels in all the holes that we pierced now. this will increase your feminine feel and thereby femenine harmones. Though your body is curvy and feminine, you are little chubby. So,in order to make you slim and slender, you should live on liquid foods only. Tonight, you will be moved to Sam's place where you will start living as thaslima. you should take care of all house hold chores. Simply put, you are going to be the housemaid for Sam. Raj and Khanna are also staying in the same house only. I've used your credit card and purchased adequate supply of female harmone tablets and all female stuffs and threw your card. anyhow, you will not need any money hereafter as you will stay indoors only. you must take the harmone tablets religiously. we will check the growth of your breast,waist and bum to ensure that you are taking the harmones daily. Then, there is no better way to make you more feminine than making you take on real male's rod. So, all of us would have sex  with you. it will make you fit for the work that you are going to do after one year. So, that's it. Now as a token of acceptance, lick our feets." Kishore finished and took a deep breath. I was stunned. I tried to spit at Kishore's face. All of them removed their belt and beat me black and blue. I was crying like anything. But my voice is not going anywhere as I was gagged. It has become 1 AM by now. "Thaslima, have this in your mind. Either live as Thaslima or die. we will sell your organs and MAKE MONEY. either way we get profit. Its you to decide whether to live or die.." Said Kishore in a strong voice. I was helpless. and I dont think they will leave me. "tell me, do you want to serve us?" I nodded my head in agreement. All of them laughed and patted themselves in happiness. I wept bcoz of pain and whatever happened. Kishore came near me and attached three rings to each of my ear in the newly pierced holes. Then he attached rings to my nipple piercings, Nose piercings and navel. I moaned in pain. Then they gagged me tightly and made me wear a burkha. Burkha is a muslim costume which is generally black in colour used to cover women from outsider's sight. They made me wear burkha and chained my legs which restricted my movements and allowing me to move in small steps.Basically, they took all the measures to ensure that I dont try to escape. So, now if someone sees also, they will think that a muslim girl is walking with her brothers or relatives. They took me to a Scorpio car parked in the apartment basement. After one hour of journey, they stopped the car. Seems like its Sam's house. It was big, away from city and deserted. The took me inside."So Thaslima, this is your new house and we are our masters. From now on, you dont have a duel life. Be a obedient maid, you will become a woman of your dreams or else, die within this house"."Now tell, whats your name?", I meekly said "Thaslima!".

                  After a year with harmones and all those sex with pure males, I became like this.

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They sold me in mumbai red light area. With my assets, I am able to attract more customers. Some became regular too. Because of this, the guys who bought me are happy and take care of me well. I got my own circle of friends who are mostly transgenders in the same business and I became their favourite because of my childish and bubbly character. "Thaslima!!". oh, my didi is calling. Some new customer it seems. See you later friends.