‘The Mistress.’ picked Carl up and carried him over towards the crib, she put him down inside of it and then abruptly left the room. Carl was left all alone and he cried and he cried, until he eventually cried himself to sleep. It was the next morning by the time he woke up. To his shock he saw bars, but he was not in a prison cell. Carl looked all around him, he was in a nursery of some kind, he looked down at himself, to his surprise he had something on that was blue, it was really short on him too. He got up, his movements felt awkward, he found the catch on the slid rail of the crib and he pulled it down and got out. He looked at himself in the full length mirror, to his shock and horror, he was wearing a satin blue and white lace frilly dress, it had a sewn in multi laired petticoat, the dress had also short puffy sleeves and a bow at the back.

Carl lifted up the skirt of the dress and turned side ways and he could just about see a pair of blue and white Rumba Panties on him, they felt a little tight against him, Carl managed to pull at the waist line just enough to see that he had a diaper on underneath. “Oh my GOD. How did I get into all of this stuff?” He looked around the room for his own clothes, but they were nowhere in sight. He had also by now noticed that his hair had been tied up with blue silk ribbons into pig-tails.

He had white short frilly socks upon his feet, Carl looked into the walk in wardrobe, hung up on the hangers was rows upon rows of various Sissy Adult Baby Dresses, he looked for shoes but all he could find was pairs and pairs of Mary Janes in various colours. Near to the crib was a bedside cabinet and on top it was the pink mobile phone. Just then it suddenly rang. Carl picked it up. “You crazy B**** where are my clothes?”
“How dare you talk to me that way!” Remarked ‘The Mistress.’ sounding very cross with Carl. “Especially as since I went to such lengths as to dress you up nice and pretty for being such a good Sissy Baby Pet Girl, you had not wet your self all of last night. As for your clothes, you are already wearing them my silly Sissy Baby Pet Girl.” Said ‘The Mistress.’

Carl became suddenly and extremely angry. “I am no Sissy, Baby or a Pet and I am definitely not a girl you stupid B**** This ends right here, right now.” Carl switched off the mobile phone, he removed it’s battery, he put on a pair of blue Mary Janes as there was no male shoes or clothes to be found anywhere in his apartment. He wasn’t sure any more if he really was in his apartment, he hated everything that he had on, even though it was a baby blue colour, the dress was still a Sissy dress all the same. He left the flat and did not care who saw him.

He got onto a bus, the driver said nothing and accepted the fair Carl had given to him from a purse, he could not find his wallet, but he had found a purse filled with money in the apartment, so he took that. Carl got off slap bang in the middle of no nowhere, it was a lone highway road, not a proper stop but Carl insisted in getting off, the driver tried to make him see sense, but finally he let Carl get off.

Carl waited for the bus to leave, the moment it did, he threw the mobile phone to the solid concrete of the highway road, jumped up and down on it until the mobile phone was sufficiently smashed to pieces. With fierce anger he was able to tear off the dress from his body, the plastic lined rumba panties were too tight to remove and they would not rip, Carl made sure to ditch the torn dress, the smashed up mobile phone and it’s battery far in the fields that were on either side of the highway road.

Carl got back to the road hoping to hitch a ride, despite what he was left wearing, he managed to reach the nearest town, one of those community towns you get in America, there was a large sign that read. ‘WELCOME TO SOMERVILLE.’
“SOMERVILLE!” Remarked Carl in shock, he was so far from New York City, how did he manage to get this far out? He had paid no attention to the bus sign at the front as to it’s destination. Carl quickly ran to a house got in by the back gate, which to his relief was open and there was some boys clothes hanging on a washing line, they looked about his size, Carl quickly snatched down the jeans he saw.

“Halt, stop right where you are Sissy.” Came a sudden man’s voice, Carl froze his hands held tight onto the pair of jeans. A county cop came from behind him, took the jeans from him and slapped a pair of handcuffs around Carl’s wrists. “You are under arrest for attempted theft and for being indecent in public.” Said the police officer. Carl was soon carted off before he knew what was happening, he was taken to the local county jail, when his name came up on the database, he was quickly transferred back to New York, Carl was taken right to the NYPD Police HQ where he had been arrested before, he was even placed into the same prison cell.

He was visited by the NYPD Officer that had originally arrested Carl came by the prison cell and even entered it. “Well, well, well. if it isn’t Sissy Boy. You are so in deep, there shall be no bail for you this time Sissy Boy.” Remarked the officer with a chuckle and he then left, but on his way back to returning to his duties as he head down the corridor. He saw a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a black jacket, short black pencil skirt that showed off her stunning long legs. Her 5inch high heals also in black only added to how curvy and slender her legs were, she looked like a drop dead gorgeous business executive woman of some kind. She had lovely long blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes.

She approached him handed over to him her papers that she had with her, even the chief of the NYPD Police HQ was there with her. The NYPD Officer could hardly believe his eyes, but the papers were in order and official and he had to obey his superior. He returned back to the prison cell along with his superior and the stunningly attractive business executive woman. Carl looked on surprise to see the NYPD Officer again, but his face turned pale white the moment he saw the classy and sassy looking lady, despite how more older and mature she looked, she had the same face and same cruel smile in her lips. It was ‘The Mistress.’ As impossible as that was, it was her.

“You have no idea how lucky you are Sissy Boy, this here is Jenny Coleman. Judge Jenny Coleman and she has release papers, in fact you are to be released into her custody, she has a new lease of punishment for you, one that is a top class secret. So maybe you are not so lucky.” Remarked the NYPD Officer with a chuckle. “Noooo.” Cried out Carl in alarm. “She is not what you think she is, she’s the girl I stole her handbag from, oh and she is a complete and utter Psycho. she thinks her self to be a Mistress.” Said Carl.

The woman before Carl slightly shook her head and remarked with a chuckle. “I did warn you he was delusional, that will be corrected at the place where I am taking him too.” Said ‘The Mistress.’ The NYPD Officer turned to face her. “I am glad to here it, he’s all yours Judge Jenny.” Said the NYPD Officer, as he slapped on Carl a pair of handcuffs, but they were the pink fluffy ones, much to Carl’s dismay and protests as he then handed Carl over to Judge Jenny that had a wicked grin on her face. “No, no, no, please no. take me back to the prison cell, anything but this, PLEASE, I’m telling you the truth. She is not what she says she is.” Cried out Carl. A couple of big heavy set women soon came and carried Carl out of the NYPD Police HQ and carried him towards a big black van that was waiting for them, Carl was put into the back of it, Judge Jenny got in and the van drove off.