Feminisation and regression imposed on the fetishist lodge

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A single man on holiday ventures into a real-life fetish bed and breakfast. 

If you tell the owner of the fetish bed and breakfast about your fantasies, you run the risk of him inviting you to act them out for real. His secret life of submissive becoming submissive and sometimes ABDL, will take shape during his holidays. Feminisation, chastity, regression and assisted selfbondage, all in the presence of some very provocative spectators.

Note to readers: this gîte does exist.

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Louis, known as Lisa on the forums, has a secret life and a passion for women's clothing and feminisation, and if a Mistress or Master imposed this on him, he'd be delighted. The problem is that he can't find a partner or domina who would agree to take him under her wing.

Very often at home in the evening, Louis becomes Lisa once his chastity cage is closed. At this time, she "forces" herself to wear women's underwear, a dress and high-heeled shoes. In her "hot" moments, Lisa may go so far as to stick a suction cup dildo against her fridge to give herself pleasure, or use an anal plug to surf for hours on forums or on Fessestivites.

When you're alone and you've got the keys to your chastity cage, or when your bra starts to get in the way and your heels start to hurt your ankles, it's bedtime and most of the outfits and accessories that made you dream go back in the cupboard. The only thing Lisa manages to keep on some nights is a very skimpy nightdress and a nappy and plastic panties to sleep in. So she can become a little girl, at least in her dreams.

When Louis discovered that the Gîte fétichiste had opened its doors, he said to himself "and if I dared at least once in my life. What if I dared to take part in some sort of immersion course where I could be a woman or a girl and be seen?

The idea for the course came to him when he read that the gîte can accompany you in self-bondage, self-servitude and even keep the keys to your chastity cage or padlocked knickers.

Louis contacted them by email when he left. The manager of the gîte told him after X emails that if they didn't have a telephone conversation, the email discussions would stop. 
   
Louis finally dared to make contact by phone. When he picked up the receiver, he was so intimidated that he was in fridge colour. The caller's warm, lilting voice and open-mindedness led him to reveal a little more about himself. The result? After thirty minutes of conversation, he felt as if he had a friend to whom he could reveal everything, including his bedtimes in nappies.

Convinced that he could finally live out his passions, his fetishes and all his desires, Louis immediately made a reservation after hanging up. The closer the date got, the more excited he became in the evenings, the closer the date got, the more frightened he became during the day, when his mind wandered off to work.

Arriving at Zaragoza airport, he picked up the car he'd hired for 50 euros for three days with unlimited mileage, the price of a taxi in Paris for a short distance. The GPS guided him to the gîte where, when Louis entered the property, he almost wet himself with fear and almost regretted not having worn a nappy. The welcome aperitif helped him to relax, and it's true that the chilled rosé in the heat....

Quickly put in condition by the manager of the gîte, who made him lots of "dishonest" but exciting propositions, Louis felt he had wings. Yes, he would give him the keys to his chastity cage for the duration of his stay. Yes, he would agree to do the proposed experiments. After the presentation of some special furniture and being accompanied to the gîte, putting on the chastity cage was complicated for Louis. And for good reason, his willy was in good shape.

So Louis became Lisa on holiday.

His first experience was the one recommended by the owner of the gîte: putting on a woman's swimming costume, skirt and blouse to go and sunbathe at the pool. It was Lisa's first outing as a woman. Joined by the local Sadist, Lisa thought she was going to faint when, lying on a deckchair in a two-piece swimming costume, he asked her if everything was all right and if she needed anything.

The Sadist's reaction to her outfit would have been the same if he'd been wearing a tracksuit. He wasn't offended, he wasn't making fun of him. On the contrary, the proposals that followed made him blush.

- If you want to stay in your swimming costume for lunch, which will be served on the terrace, don't hesitate! Just take your towel and put it on the chair! You can also change into a skirt if you like.

Louis made himself come to Lisa. Although he was tense at first, he realised that the couple receiving him didn't care what he was wearing. Talking shoes with Malicia put him at ease, and that's when the Sadist suggested he try out a stroll around the estate in high heels that would be "imposed" on him.

- What do you mean, forced? 

- Oh, it's simple: you put chains around your ankles and your shoes and then you put padlocks on them. The keys to the padlocks will be on the other side of the pitch, so you'll have to go and get them.

- Come on, be daring, have fun, take advantage of the fact that you're here to live out your fantasies! Malicia added.

Louis was finally persuaded to change his outfit and put on his high heels. Meanwhile, the Sadist took his bike to the far end of the grounds to drop off the keys. When she returned, Lisa was wearing a long dress and her high heels. Chains were put around her ankles and under her heels so that Lisa couldn't remove them.

Clopin-clopan Lisa set off with the instructions she needed for this walk in the middle of nowhere. After a thirty-minute walk, she found the box on the wall indicated. Inside was a map showing that the keys to the padlocks were elsewhere on the property. On the small piece of paper there was also a winking smiley face and the phrase "have fun, enjoy your stay".

It was an hour before Lisa arrived home to find Malicia sitting on the terrace playing with her Maine Coon cats.

- The rascal actually kept the keys! said Lisa.

- Yes, so you can see that women have had to suffer since the dawn of time to be beautiful. And you're lucky he didn't do the corset thing.   

- What's the corset trick?

- You put on a corset but he closes it in his own way, so you can't take it off without his help.

- What an exciting idea!

- So where are the keys to my shoes?

- He's got them, but he's taking a nap right now.

- My feet are killing me!

- Welcome to the ladies' club!

AN HOUR LATER

Lisa was massaging her ankles by the pool, where she had just had a bath after being released.

For the evening meal, it was decided that Lisa would be the submissive maid. Enchanted by this idea, after changing into an outfit lent by the B&B, she allowed herself to be fitted with a tray that hangs around her waist and nipples or neck, depending on the person. The Sadist added a pair of handcuffs to Lisa's wrists, leaving her hands locked behind her back. The maid's tray was then loaded with a plastic bowl of peanuts, another with crisps and two paper cups. One with fruit juice for the lady, one with pastis for the gentleman.

Determined to have a little fun, the Sadist opened the front of the maid's dress to reveal her bra. Lisa also discovered that the Sadist is on the move. He goes from the barbecue to the terrace, and from the terrace to the kitchen, where she has to follow him so that he can quench his thirst. Seeing that Lisa wasn't doing too badly, the Sadist picked up his usual glass, made of glass!

- If you drop it and break it, I'll take care of your permanent transformation by breaking your precious ones! the Sadist told her. 

When the grills were finished, Lisa was freed but had to wait on tables. She really enjoyed being a woman in this rather unusual family. Relaxation leads to confidences and that can sometimes be tricky, especially in a fetishist hostel. Lisa spoke of one of her exchanges with a member of Abkingdom who dreamt of having a little girl to look after.

The Sadist immediately got in touch with her to find out more and that's how Lisa revealed her attraction to regression and nappies. What had she not done there ! ! ! The pervert's brain got to work and the proposals, as "dishonest" as ever, came thick and fast. The maid learned that she was going to get younger very quickly.

- Go and have a shower and put on a nappy, I'll see if I can find you something to wear!

- I don't have a nappy, sir, sorry.

- On ABCplaisir, I sell them in packs of 3 for 10 euros because it's embarrassing on the plane. If you like, I'll give you one from a pack of 3 and we'll add it to your bill.

- Fine by me! Lisa replied red-faced.

It wasn't long before the big girl found herself wearing a nappy, a pair of plastic panties and a little romper that could be locked. She accepted the idea of being trapped in this outfit for the night.

- Just in case, if you pull that wrist, there's a cot that slides under your bed. It can also be locked when you're lying in it!

- No, I'm afraid of being locked in, I'd rather sleep on the bed! Lisa replied, confused.

- I've got a little surprise for you tomorrow. Breakfast around 8 o'clock, is that all right with you?

- Yes sir!

- Well, I'll leave you in peace and wish you a good night. Be good.....

With her chastity cage and padlocked romper, it was hard not to be for the little girl.

THE FRIDAY

When Lisa woke up, she went out onto the terrace of the gîte and was surprised to see an adult high chair with a bib on the tray. On the table were two thermos flasks of coffee, but no cup. Instead, there was just a bottle and some breakfast. So she poured herself a bottle of coffee before trying out the highchair. That's when the sadist arrived.

- Come on miss, sit down so I can block the tray table. When you've finished lunch, I'll give you some colouring in to do, OK?

- Yes, sir! Lisa replied, surprised that the Sadist was putting some sort of harness on her.   

- It's so you don't fall out, don't worry, even though you're a big girl, you have to take precautions in a high chair.

What Lisa didn't realise was that the harness actually crushed into the back of the very wide high chair. It's not possible to free herself. She only discovered this when the Sadist abandoned her with her colouring books. Lisa's problem is pretty much the same as everyone else's. In the morning, there's a big crowd at the little gate hidden between the two hills at the bottom of her back. Not wanting to fill her nappy with anything other than liquid, she tried to free herself to go and ask for the keys to her romper. All she could do was sit there!

Released for good drawing and good behaviour an hour later, the worst was avoided. The little girl was able to go to the grown-ups' potty on her own. As suggested by the sadist, Lisa joined him in the vegetable garden to collect the vegetables for lunch. With her little dress and basket, Lisa really looked like a young farmer when she arrived home where, helped by Malicia, she was able to prepare the salad, cut the tomatoes and peel the aubergines.

Living 100% as a woman no longer bothered Lisa, who even offered to help with the cleaning. A little overwhelmed by the orders from the ABCplaisir boutique, Malicia jumped at the chance.

(Malicia jumped at the opportunity, not Lisa! )

The sadist was pleased to see Lisa living out her passions without blushing when he arrived. So it was with her that he prepared a barbecue to grill peppers for the aperitif and made an aubergine lasagne. During the meal, the shy girl from the first day dared to ask if she could try the Spanish horse with the fuck machine. The Sadist promised to install it after her nap in exchange for a corset test during her nap. So Malicia had talked to the Sadist!

So she helped Lisa put on a corset and tighten it before sending her to see the Sadist, who put a sort of plumbing clamp around her waist and adjusted it with an electric screwdriver. In less than 30 seconds, Lisa was unable to remove the corset without tools. He wished her a good afternoon and went off to have a nap with his screwdriver!

At first, Lisa was pleased to find herself well supported in the corset, but an hour later, she would have liked to be free of it. As the Sadist gets up very early to work, his naps last at least two hours. While the minutes ticked away slowly, Lisa enjoyed the straightness imposed by this accessory that women like to wear. The Sadist made his nap last, or didn't show up until 5pm. He insisted on having his coffee served by the maid on duty on the terrace, where he decided to have a chat with the corseted maid who was beginning to run out of air.

The negotiations centred on her release, and Lisa readily agreed to go skinny-dipping in the pool and enjoy the pleasure of having her chastity cage dangling in the water. As she took a few dips, the sadist arrived with a nappy and padlocked panties.

- Here's your underwear for tonight, over it you could put on a little dress and then act as our maid if you like! The Sadist told her as he took off all the clothes. As he was leaving, he said that if the padlocked panties weren't tight enough, he'd give her the corset for the night.

Louis knew full well that he could refuse anything and that he was totally free to do what he wanted, but this atmosphere of 'submission' pleased him.

He laughed to himself as he made his way to the cottage wearing only a nappy and padlocked knickers.

So much progress had been made in just one weekend. He'd never dared to go out in a nappy or a woman's clothes, and now that very evening he'd be waiting tables in this outfit.

The aim of the fetish bed and breakfast is to allow everyone to be free, to live out their fantasies and pleasures without being judged. What's worse is that it opens the door to new fantasies, because Louis isn't a submissive at all - in fact, he's a captain in the CRS! And there he takes pleasure in letting himself be guided in this world where he no longer controls events, where he is looked after with respect.

When he arrives at the gîte to take a dress, on the terrace, the Spanish horse has been installed as promised. He can see under this sort of saddle that the fuck machine has been installed and that a dildo is sticking out where he can't sit because of his nappy. "The bastard's teasing me and playing with my nerves," says an amused Louis.

After the 'well served' aperitif, the setting of the table and the serving of the meal by a maid in nappies, to avoid her taking 'pee' breaks, Lisa is given the key to the padlocked panties.

- I'll leave you to your own devices, you naughty girl. After your shower, put the nappy in a plastic bag in the bin and you'll have the night off. In case the "dada" tires your precious rose too much, I strongly advise you to put a nappy back on for the big girl's bedtime. That'll prevent any leaks....  I suggest you toss a coin to see whether I give you back the keys to your chastity cage tonight or tomorrow morning.

Lisa is not a lucky player. She was able to amuse her bottom but not her front that evening. The next day, with a head full of memories and a heavy heart, she left the gîte to head for Zaragoza and then Paris. She had no regrets about taking the plunge and promised herself she'd be back the following year.     

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So that's the end of this erotic story, the aim of which is to describe what it will be possible to experience at the fetish gîte from April 2023. 

What is described here is an example. It can be totally different according to YOUR desires and fetishes.

There is no Master, Mistress, Nurse or Submissive offered in the rental price!  (Not even if you pay extra!!!) You play on your own, but we'll accompany you for a while if YOU want.


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