Caught in a New Life Pt. 12 - Sex Stories

Caught in a New Life Pt. 12

... for another moment though. "I was thinking that if we go out you might need to speak and your current voice simply won't do at all. You'll be fooling no one with a voice like that so I believe a little practice is in order, we should definitely work on something more suited for your current outfit. Hmm let me think for a moment."

"I think I know just the thing, now whenever I say mantra! I want you to repeat this little mantra I thought out that has your name written all over it. I'm a great big pansy who loves her skirts and panties, but not as much as I love my pantyhose, my pantyhose make me feel sexy and desirable with the way their sheer nylon hugs my smooth legs. In fact I love my pantyhose so much that rubbing my smooth nylon legs together makes it hard for me not to cream my panties because I'm such a great big pansy." Ms. Thompson said with a big smirk, loving the look of mortified horror on Monroe's face.

"Of course for this to be any use you'll need to adapt your voice, try speaking softer, use a higher tone and always end your sentence on a high note. Now try it out or I might just zap those balls until speaking in a higher tone is all you'll be able to do anymore." Ms. Thompson said not particularly shying away from grave threats. She was here to get a job done and she would get the job done, she always did.

It was a threat that seemed to work wonders As despite how every single word in that mantra embarrassed him to his core, Monroe tried to recite ...

... it as well as he possibly could. His face remained deep red throughout, not only that, but he felt like a complete fool trying to force his voice into a higher softer tone, sounding a little like an airhead whenever he ended on a high note. His voice sounded ridiculous at best, and he recited the mantra using some of his own wordings as the long mantra was too hard for him to full memorise after a single listen when he had been too focussed on how utterly embarrassing it was.

Perhaps the worst bit of all was that there was some truth to the mantra. His smooth nylon legs rubbing together did feel absolutely fantastic to the point where he did in fact get turned on by it. Did that mean he was a great big pansy like the mantra claimed? It certainly wasn't anything any man should get turned on by and nothing to be proud about for sure.

His pathetic attempt didn't please Ms. Thompson in the slightest though as she repeated the exact words of his Mantra. "Get it right this time pansy, and for god's sake speak softer, and higher. Now do it again, we won't be going down for breakfast until you nail it." She harshly spoke as harshly looked him up and down as he cowered before her.

In the end it took Monroe five attempts to nail Ms. Thompson's exact wording of his mantra, and countless more after that until she was satisfied with the way he spoke. Forcing the higher pitched soft voice took a lot out of him as it made his throat feel slightly sore. That was only a temporary ...