Makeup time!

You start with the first video. It's all about identifying everything you have in your makeup kit, specifically designed for these tutorials. At first you feel a bit overwhelmed by the number of items in it, but you have more or less a general understanding of what they are and their usefulness.

The next video talks more about how to apply foundation. It also teaches how to remove makeup. You would never have suspected it would take so long and be so complicated.

By the time you get to the fifth video you have applied and removed your makeup several times, trying to improve as much as possible. Looking at yourself in the small mirror of the makeup kit you only catch fragments of your face. Sometimes you are startled by what you see out of the corner of your eye, not recognizing yourself. And yet, you don't feel like you're putting layers over your face: you feel like you're peeling them off, revealing the real you. You do your eyelines, put on dark red lipstick and even do a pretty decent work with your pink nail polish... only hands, you don't try your toe nails yet.

As your master's usual arrival time approaches you think about calling it a day and settling for what you've been able to learn so far. You need to prepare yourself as much as possible to receive him!

When you finally look in the mirror in your room, you no longer recognize yourself as Lucas: there is only Lily the hussy maid.

You have taken great care with your make-up and, although not perfect, it exudes femininity and boldness. The reflection in the mirror strikes you as the most beautiful woman in the world, innocent but eager to be corrupted, to be the object of desire for a particular man. If you had no context and you found this girl in your apartment, you would do everything in your power to fuck her. Who are you kidding: a white beta sissy like you could only dream of masturbating thinking about someone like this while your master Andrew steals her virginity.

But you are her. And you've dressed up and made up for Andrew. Does that mean naughty Lily wants her master to make her feel like a real woman?

You've been touching your crotch all this time, enraged and anxious of your chastity cage, watching you as you wiggle in heat. These intrusive thoughts keep asserting themselves, as if you can no longer think like Lucas. No matter, you have no time for this: master Andrew is coming and you burn with desire to show how well you have accomplished your task today.

When you hear the door open, you hurry out of your room and stand in front of it, so that the first thing your master sees when he arrives is your figure. You stand firm, with your hands behind your back, sticking out your chest and even pushing your ass back.

He hasn't even taken the key out of the lock yet and Andrew stands transfixed, staring at you like a hungry dog would stare at a steak.

You respond with a curtsy, more playful than the night before.

"Welcome home, Master Andrew. I hope you find everything to your liking," you say unable to help a giggle.

Andrew closes the door and licks his lips as he looks you up and down. You've almost made him nervous.

"Thank you so much, Little Lily. I see you are performing your duties to perfection. You have never looked more beautiful."

You blush a little, seeing that your master can't take his eyes off of you. He does nothing but stare at your lips.

You can't resist and bend over on your toes to give your master a little kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for everything, Master. I can't wait to start our new lesson."

Master Andrew smiles, but you notice something bitter in his gaze. He points toward the couch.

"I'm going to take my seat. You take yours, opposite me."

Without a word, you obey. He sits on the couch, like a king on his throne. You face him, his trophy. With a gesture, he tells you to kneel down and that's all you need: you collapse in front of him, leaving your skirt on your bent knees and your hands on them, without taking your eyes off your sovereign. You almost feel a sense of relief, the weight of the tension of other nights is no longer lifted by the weed you share, but by the act itself of showing yourself submissive before him. You have permission to be his pet, his cuddly kitty.

"Today's lesson is going to be very simple. You're just going to have to answer a couple of questions honestly and then I'll set you a special test, is that clear?"

You nod your head. You add an enthusiastic "Yes, Master" to leave no doubt of your complicity.

"You have done very well sending your selfie wearing the uniform, as I asked you to do, although for the future I hope you will hurry up more and not make me wait, is that clear?"

"Yes, Master."

"You have also done an excellent job using the first of the boxes in the package. Congratulations."

"Thank you, Master. I am so pleased that you like it" you are not lying.

"Don't worry about the other boxes. When the time comes, they will be of use to you. Don't think about them."

You nod again. Intrigue is killing you, but it's clear that Master Andrew doesn't want you to ask indiscreet questions and trust him blindly.

"Answer, apart from learning how to make yourself up to look so beautiful have you looked at the next lesson?"

You shake your head, looking away.

"No, Master. I haven't had time and I haven't found any new lessons."

"Good, Lily. You could have repeated the previous lessons but I understand that today you have dedicated yourself to fulfilling my request. Another question: were you tempted to watch the videos even if it meant not fulfilling my wish for you to wear makeup?"

"Yes, Master" it doesn't cross your mind to hide it "but I decided it was more important to show my best self tonight for you."

"And you made the right decision, little Lily. Look at you, you have the face of an angel."

"Th-thank you, Master."

"In the future, I will ask you for other things, maybe they will surprise you and catch you off guard. In case there is no lesson going on and you are idle, you will have to watch your lessons on video, understood?"

"Whatever you wish, Master."

"One last question for today" you swallow saliva, you wish it wouldn't be over so soon "it really excites you to watch your lessons, doesn't it?"

You hesitate for a moment, but not because you don't know the answer.

"It excites me a lot, Master."

"And it's not the only thing that turns you on. You're also horny right now, aren't you?"

"Yes, Master. I am."

"What a slutty, horny kitten you are. Look at you. With that makeup it's impossible not to get turned on..."

Andrew takes his hand to his groin and starts rubbing his big manly member over his pants. You bite your lip in anticipation, the questions are over, it's time for your "special test". Without being conscious, you lean and move further in the direction of your master, your face fixed on the thick, juicy bulge forming in his crotch.

"As you can see, Lily, I'm kind of horny myself. When I agreed to give you these lessons and teach you your place, I made you a promise to make things easier for you so you wouldn't get so excited, but I didn't expect that promise to be so hard to keep..."

_"You see, as you have admitted, this whole process has you very horny" master Andrew brings his other hand to his neck and takes between his fingers the key that keeps your member locked, you can almost imagine his hand taking your small penis between his fingers and playing with your glans "Imagine how I find myself, coming home every day to a creature who cleans and cooks for me, who fulfills my wishes with absolute loyalty, who grows fond when she sits next to me, who dresses so provocatively and now puts on makeup to try to seduce me..."_

You feel he reads you like an open book. You open your mouth but don't dare say anything. Your dark red lips drop a trickle of drool, anticipating your master to fill the emptiness that consumes you.

"As you understand I have needs to satisfy. A handsome young man like me, an alpha male, doesn't deserve to squander his talents, don't you think?"

"No, Master."

"What have you learned from alpha males in your lessons?"

You reply almost yelling.

"Alpha Men Are Real Men. Alpha Men Do What They Want. Alpha Men Are Better."

"Are you an Alpha Men, Lily?"

"No, Master! I'm a sissy white boy! I'm not a real man. I was born to serve. Alpha Men are my masters..."

"What do Betas love to do?"

""Betas want alpha men to be happy! Beta males are only happy serving Alpha males!"

"Good sissy! So, you want me to be happy and vent my pent-up sexual frustration over the past few days?"

"Yes, Master. You deserve a relief. Please, Master, let me make you happy, let me serve you..."

Andrew stands up so fast that he catches you off guard. Though he is barely taller than you, from the ground and crouching, almost dragging you down, his figure feels imposing, the statue of a hungry God.

"Perfect, you have passed your special test"

It takes a few seconds to react and regain some composure when you understand it.

"That girl from the other day has been writing to me non-stop. I think it's totally hooked on my cock. She has begged me to come at the apartment tomorrow night."

What were you looking forward to so much? It was just a test of loyalty after all, nothing more. It's not like Andrew, your flatmate, your best friend, is going to use you as one of those girls he brings home from time to time... like Angela... the "girl the other day"? Will it be Angela?

"I was worried about not keeping my word and I was starting to get impatient. I know I told you I wasn't going to bring another girl home to prevent you from jerking off and losing focus on your studies, but having now given me your permission and knowing that you will keep your little dick in its chastity cage I know I don't have to worry..."

"M-Master.... I..."

"Oh, don't be sad. I have already thought of something for future occasions. Tomorrow morning I'll send you an audio file in the mail so you can keep your lessons while I put my alpha tactics into practice with a good white pussy..."

Andrew puts his hand on your hair and caresses it kindly, leading you to rest your head against his leg. So close and so far from that throbbing cock that seems to want to tear off the fabric. You give him back a sad and submissive look. You don't know what to say.

You're heartbroken.

"Good evening, kitten. And thank you for being so generous. Your Master will return it to you in spades."

He winks at you and goes to his room without taking dinner.

You remain silent in the living room, still crouching on the floor, lost in your confused feelings. Angela and Andrew... tomorrow at home, again... the silence is so big that you soon hear from Andrew's room the sounds of your master sexting with your crush, confirming their tomorrow sex date. Defeated, you go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day.