Lana (Part 5)
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Melanie looked so beautiful laying there wearing only her panties.
Melanie yawned.
I asked her, “Do you want to go to sleep?”
Groggily, Melanie nodded her head and answered, “Yeah I need to rest. After everything that happened with my old squeeze, I need to sleep.”
I kissed her and said, I got that. So you rest as long as you need to.”
“I need to change out of these wet panties.”
“I've got some underwear here for you to change into. In the top right dresser drawer. I had Lana fill the drawer for you.”
Melanie stood up wearing only her wet white cotton string bikini Cacique panties and patted her face and body dry. She opened the drawer and brought out hot pink cotton Victoria's Secret high cut panties three sizes too small for her.
“Come on Chuck I can't fit into this.”
“I'm sorry dear that's Meredith's drawer. I meant the left drawer.”
Melanie put them back, closed the right drawer, opened the left drawer, and started looking around.
“Ok, that's better. It looks like you got my Cacique hipsters. My go to panties.”
“I wouldn't forget those.”
Melanie got out something hot pink. And something purple. And something hot pink and purple with wide horizontal stripes. Melanie laid them out on the dresser and put her thumbs in the waistband of her went string bikinis and brought them off her hips and down her thighs and stepped out of them. Melanie stood there naked and she picked up the purple and hot pink hipster panties and stepped into them.
“So you have Meredith's undies in here. Who else's?”
“Let me think. I have Danielle's, Riley's, Michelle's, Katie's. Lana's.”
Melanie pulled her panties up to her hips and adjusted him on her ass. And then brought her purple cotton bralette over her head and down over her breasts.
“How long have you been baptizing Katie?”
“For a few years. I just baptized her the other night.”
“It would be nice to see you baptize her. And Jodi at the same time.”
“Jodi's panties are in the chest of drawers.”
“It would love to come back here and go snooping around when I'm so not tired.”
“Then rest and go to bed.”
And then Melanie brought her hot pink tank top up over her head and down her hips. It matched her panties so nicely and complimented her hot pink bralette. And then Melanie laid down on the bed and pulled the sheet up to her waist. And then I kissed her and she went right to sleep.
I pulled my phone out of my bathrobe pocket and called Lana.
“Hi Chuck.”
“Hi Lana.”
“So did Melanie get satisfied by submitting to her baptism?”
“Extremely satisfied. She's laying in the bedroom across from the S&M dungeon sleeping soundly in her tank top panties and bra.”
“I know. I'm watching everything.”
“I'm so desperate to jack off and come all over her.”
“Let her sleep. Save some come for me.”
“I'm going to leave a note for Melanie when she wakes up to call me. So meet me in the Baptismal Gardens. And we'll talk there.”
“See you there.”
I hung up the phone and slipped on my flip-flops. And then I entered the tunnel. I caught my shuttle train to the Baptismal Gardens station.
But let me talk about that. Underground, I have a train system that transports my guests and me to different locations around the property. It's an open air train system. The cars look like the ones you see on the People Mover at Disney World. Or the Subway system under the US Capitol. More on that later.
One of the locations is the Baptismal Gardens. I exited the train at the Baptismal Gardens and took the small elevator up, revealing to me the beautiful oriental style Gardens that I designed. About 40 ft by 40 ft. Boarded by fences that are covered up by thick bamboo for the best privacy and noise cancellation. On one end is a pool house designed with oriental furniture, a large bedroom and bathroom with a small dinette and snack kitchen, perfect for parties of two or three. The centerpiece of this area is a circular shaped swimming pool, about 3 ft deep with steps all around it. It was lit up from underwater. Summertime, the area is lit with tiki torches.
I quickly moved past the pool in the Baptismal Gardens. And I noticed that Lana was in the pool house, with lights on and curtains opened. Sitting there flipping through the pages of a lingerie catalog. Lana had changed out of her Supergirl outfit into a catholic schoolgirl outfit. She had her legs crossed looking very sweet and innocent. Plaid skirt, white golf shirt, four or five buttons unbuttoned, going down to below her breasts. It exposed a low cut purple tank top she wore under it. And I could still see her cleavage despite her tank top. Lana was also wearing white knee socks, and black Mary Janes on her feet. I entered the pool house and then Lana put down her catalog and stood up. It was then that I realized how short her skirt was. It came down to well above the middle of her thighs. Lana had her hair parted in the middle with French braids going down each side , and resting cutely on her shoulders. She stood there and raised her arms as I approached her and embraced her.
I put my arms around her waist and she put her arms around my shoulders and she kissed me. She had on light makeup, with little points on the corners of her eyes with her eyeliner, almost making her eyes look a little chinese. Very fitting for the Oriental motif of the baptismal Gardens.
“I see you changed your outfit. This is very cute and adorable on you.”
“Thank you Chuck. I have other outfits I haven't shown you yet.”
When I first hired Lana, all Lana would wear was long sleeve t-shirts, those short sleeve shirts with the tight shirts under them, and baggy Jnco flare leg jeans. Large clumsy Airwalks and Vans. Lana was a skater and a gamer and she dressed like it. But coming to work with me I've had to help her pick out outfits. Because Lana is a plus size woman, she already bought her underwear and lingerie at Cacique. So she was good at that. For the first couple of months she was hanging around in a t-shirt bra and panties. Or tank top bra and panties. Usually something cute and sporty. Occasionally doing sexy, like a lacy bra and panties with stockings and heels. But usually something sporty. Sporty t-shirt with cotton bra and cotton Cathy hipster panties or high cut briefs. And knee socks. Or those sporty looking thigh highs. Along with sneakers or ballerina slippers.
I asked Lana, “So what other outfits are you working on?”
“I just got a Japanese schoolgirl outfit. You saw the Supergirl outfit that I put together myself. Nurse outfit. Catholic Nun outfit. Cat outfit. Gothic ballerina outfit. Today I ordered a Sailor Moon outfit. And that should be coming in a few weeks. It takes a long because it's coming from Japan.”
Sailor Moon outfit? What does that look like?”
“It looks like a Japanese school girl outfit. But it's much more revealing.”
Beautiful. Keep wearing Cacique underwear under your outfits.”
“I wear Cacique bras and panties under all my outfits. They're so beautiful and comfortable. And they look so nice on me.”
“Nice. And speaking of nice, you would look so nice dressed like a church lady from the 80s or 90s.”
“That's something I never thought about. Maybe we should look at some old vintage department store catalogs.”
“If it weren't so cold outside, I would baptize you right here.”
“No, don't baptize me here because when you do, I want to wear something different. More of a silky red and yellow oriental dress. With buttons down one side. Like the dress Demi Moore wore when she was in ‘Indecent Proposal’. But this dress I'll wear is designed to float up in the water. I got measured for it last week. And it should be ready in about 3 weeks.”
“Oh my God that sounds so hot!”
“Trust me, Chuck. You will love it!”
I looked around outside and said, “It's cold as fuck here right now this time of year. Let's go somewhere else. Somewhere where the water is warm. And we can talk on the way.”
I led Lana to the stairwell, enclosed in a separate little building on the other side of the pool house. And we went down the steps as we kept talking.
“Lana, my dear I'm thinking about that space built identically to the baptismal Gardens.”
“There's another space like this?”
“Yeah there is. Pool in the middle. Pool house. Exactly like this. Except it's unfinished. The pool and pool house are finished. But the space is closed.”
“Oh my God, really?”
“Yeah. I was hoping you had some ideas.”
As we arrived at the station, Lana stepped up and boarded the train. And I saw up Lana's skirt all the way to her thighs but I couldn't get a glimpse of her panties. My pecker was so hard thinking about what kind of panties she was wearing. I wondered if she was wearing white panties. Or some other colored panties. And when she sat down, I noticed that I could see through her white polo shirt. And Lana was wearing a dark colored y back tank top, along with a colored bra under that. So Lana was probably wearing beautifully colored panties. And I know Lana always matched her panties with her bras, even when she first came to me as a rough and tumble skater gamer girl.
I sat down across from her, with the hopes of getting a look up under her little skirt.
As the train started moving, Lana explained, “Chuck I noticed every one of your dioramas have had some kind of religious significance, or foreign significance, or no other identifiable motif. I say unidentifiable motif because that's how it is with your assembly grounds. And Miss Beverly's house doesn't seem to have any identity.”
“I know they don't. It's because both of those locations have numerous memories of seeing women get baptized. So I wanted to preserve the memories. In fact when summer comes around I want to baptize Melanie in both of those locations. Just like I baptized you.”
Lana stopped the train at the First Baptist Church diorama.
“Chuck, I was hoping we could talk further here.”
The door opened and Lana jumped out first. Her skirt flew up a little and I could see she was wearing colored panties. A shade of purple. She turned around and smiled a ‘I know you just saw my panties and liked what you saw’ kind of smile.
With my penis boning up, I stepped down and followed her out of the station made to look like the old church parsonage. Hand in hand we walked through the part made to look like the front yard of First Baptist. And we walked through the doors.
As we walked down the aisle, Lana continued, “Chuck, it seems like you don't have any space that is absolutely totally girly girlish. I'm going to suggest creating a space that is totally girlish. Totally sissy. I'm talking about the space that looks like a dollhouse. Where us girls can have tea parties. Dress like sissies. Pastel colors. Slumber parties. Cute girl furniture. Floral print wallpaper. Pastel pink carpet and white wainscoting. Crystal chandeliers. Canopy bed. Little floral print panties and matching tank tops. If you let me decorate it, and bring in my touch on this, you will not be disappointed.”
As we sat down on the front row pew, I reluctantly said, “Okay Lana. This space is yours. But I want to see something in four months. That's four months to build your super junior weenie hut for girls. And you ladies can put on your sissy dresses and do your baptisms there.”
Lana said, “Once I decorate it, I'm going to stock it full of sissy dresses in all of our sizes. I want to keep it a secret. And I want it to be something where we have to get initiated into it to put on the sissy dresses and for you to baptize us.And of course you will be baptizing us.”
“Well, we'll see. But enough about that. There's something in the back that I need to show you.
Lana stood up again and then she led me to the back room and up the stairs and into the changing room of the baptismal pool. She stood in the middle of the room still fully clothed, kicking off her shoes. and then I kissed her as we wrapped our arms around each other.
“I have music picked out for this. I want to play ‘Baptize Me’ by Jackie Velasquez over the speakers in the church while you're baptizing me.”
“Do you have a cued up?”
“Honey, I cued it up right after you took Melanie to the basement.”
“Lana, I'm dying to know the color of your panties. What kind of panties are you wearing right now?”
“The same kind of panties that you like to see me in. The Cacique panties from Lane Bryant.”
“Are they colored?”
“My panties are beautifully and brilliantly colored.”
“I want to see.”
“And I want you to see. But I want you to see after you've baptized me. I want to wear this outfit into the water with this little skirt floating up around my waist. I want to go into the water exactly how I'm dressed.”
Lana reached into her hip pocket and produced a white folded handkerchief.
“I'm ready to be baptized.”
Melanie looked so beautiful laying there wearing only her panties.
Melanie yawned.
I asked her, “Do you want to go to sleep?”
Groggily, Melanie nodded her head and answered, “Yeah I need to rest. After everything that happened with my old squeeze, I need to sleep.”
I kissed her and said, I got that. So you rest as long as you need to.”
“I need to change out of these wet panties.”
“I've got some underwear here for you to change into. In the top right dresser drawer. I had Lana fill the drawer for you.”
Melanie stood up wearing only her wet white cotton string bikini Cacique panties and patted her face and body dry. She opened the drawer and brought out hot pink cotton Victoria's Secret high cut panties three sizes too small for her.
“Come on Chuck I can't fit into this.”
“I'm sorry dear that's Meredith's drawer. I meant the left drawer.”
Melanie put them back, closed the right drawer, opened the left drawer, and started looking around.
“Ok, that's better. It looks like you got my Cacique hipsters. My go to panties.”
“I wouldn't forget those.”
Melanie got out something hot pink. And something purple. And something hot pink and purple with wide horizontal stripes. Melanie laid them out on the dresser and put her thumbs in the waistband of her went string bikinis and brought them off her hips and down her thighs and stepped out of them. Melanie stood there naked and she picked up the purple and hot pink hipster panties and stepped into them.
“So you have Meredith's undies in here. Who else's?”
“Let me think. I have Danielle's, Riley's, Michelle's, Katie's. Lana's.”
Melanie pulled her panties up to her hips and adjusted him on her ass. And then brought her purple cotton bralette over her head and down over her breasts.
“How long have you been baptizing Katie?”
“For a few years. I just baptized her the other night.”
“It would be nice to see you baptize her. And Jodi at the same time.”
“Jodi's panties are in the chest of drawers.”
“It would love to come back here and go snooping around when I'm so not tired.”
“Then rest and go to bed.”
And then Melanie brought her hot pink tank top up over her head and down her hips. It matched her panties so nicely and complimented her hot pink bralette. And then Melanie laid down on the bed and pulled the sheet up to her waist. And then I kissed her and she went right to sleep.
I pulled my phone out of my bathrobe pocket and called Lana.
“Hi Chuck.”
“Hi Lana.”
“So did Melanie get satisfied by submitting to her baptism?”
“Extremely satisfied. She's laying in the bedroom across from the S&M dungeon sleeping soundly in her tank top panties and bra.”
“I know. I'm watching everything.”
“I'm so desperate to jack off and come all over her.”
“Let her sleep. Save some come for me.”
“I'm going to leave a note for Melanie when she wakes up to call me. So meet me in the Baptismal Gardens. And we'll talk there.”
“See you there.”
I hung up the phone and slipped on my flip-flops. And then I entered the tunnel. I caught my shuttle train to the Baptismal Gardens station.
But let me talk about that. Underground, I have a train system that transports my guests and me to different locations around the property. It's an open air train system. The cars look like the ones you see on the People Mover at Disney World. Or the Subway system under the US Capitol. More on that later.
One of the locations is the Baptismal Gardens. I exited the train at the Baptismal Gardens and took the small elevator up, revealing to me the beautiful oriental style Gardens that I designed. About 40 ft by 40 ft. Boarded by fences that are covered up by thick bamboo for the best privacy and noise cancellation. On one end is a pool house designed with oriental furniture, a large bedroom and bathroom with a small dinette and snack kitchen, perfect for parties of two or three. The centerpiece of this area is a circular shaped swimming pool, about 3 ft deep with steps all around it. It was lit up from underwater. Summertime, the area is lit with tiki torches.
I quickly moved past the pool in the Baptismal Gardens. And I noticed that Lana was in the pool house, with lights on and curtains opened. Sitting there flipping through the pages of a lingerie catalog. Lana had changed out of her Supergirl outfit into a catholic schoolgirl outfit. She had her legs crossed looking very sweet and innocent. Plaid skirt, white golf shirt, four or five buttons unbuttoned, going down to below her breasts. It exposed a low cut purple tank top she wore under it. And I could still see her cleavage despite her tank top. Lana was also wearing white knee socks, and black Mary Janes on her feet. I entered the pool house and then Lana put down her catalog and stood up. It was then that I realized how short her skirt was. It came down to well above the middle of her thighs. Lana had her hair parted in the middle with French braids going down each side , and resting cutely on her shoulders. She stood there and raised her arms as I approached her and embraced her.
I put my arms around her waist and she put her arms around my shoulders and she kissed me. She had on light makeup, with little points on the corners of her eyes with her eyeliner, almost making her eyes look a little chinese. Very fitting for the Oriental motif of the baptismal Gardens.
“I see you changed your outfit. This is very cute and adorable on you.”
“Thank you Chuck. I have other outfits I haven't shown you yet.”
When I first hired Lana, all Lana would wear was long sleeve t-shirts, those short sleeve shirts with the tight shirts under them, and baggy Jnco flare leg jeans. Large clumsy Airwalks and Vans. Lana was a skater and a gamer and she dressed like it. But coming to work with me I've had to help her pick out outfits. Because Lana is a plus size woman, she already bought her underwear and lingerie at Cacique. So she was good at that. For the first couple of months she was hanging around in a t-shirt bra and panties. Or tank top bra and panties. Usually something cute and sporty. Occasionally doing sexy, like a lacy bra and panties with stockings and heels. But usually something sporty. Sporty t-shirt with cotton bra and cotton Cathy hipster panties or high cut briefs. And knee socks. Or those sporty looking thigh highs. Along with sneakers or ballerina slippers.
I asked Lana, “So what other outfits are you working on?”
“I just got a Japanese schoolgirl outfit. You saw the Supergirl outfit that I put together myself. Nurse outfit. Catholic Nun outfit. Cat outfit. Gothic ballerina outfit. Today I ordered a Sailor Moon outfit. And that should be coming in a few weeks. It takes a long because it's coming from Japan.”
Sailor Moon outfit? What does that look like?”
“It looks like a Japanese school girl outfit. But it's much more revealing.”
Beautiful. Keep wearing Cacique underwear under your outfits.”
“I wear Cacique bras and panties under all my outfits. They're so beautiful and comfortable. And they look so nice on me.”
“Nice. And speaking of nice, you would look so nice dressed like a church lady from the 80s or 90s.”
“That's something I never thought about. Maybe we should look at some old vintage department store catalogs.”
“If it weren't so cold outside, I would baptize you right here.”
“No, don't baptize me here because when you do, I want to wear something different. More of a silky red and yellow oriental dress. With buttons down one side. Like the dress Demi Moore wore when she was in ‘Indecent Proposal’. But this dress I'll wear is designed to float up in the water. I got measured for it last week. And it should be ready in about 3 weeks.”
“Oh my God that sounds so hot!”
“Trust me, Chuck. You will love it!”
I looked around outside and said, “It's cold as fuck here right now this time of year. Let's go somewhere else. Somewhere where the water is warm. And we can talk on the way.”
I led Lana to the stairwell, enclosed in a separate little building on the other side of the pool house. And we went down the steps as we kept talking.
“Lana, my dear I'm thinking about that space built identically to the baptismal Gardens.”
“There's another space like this?”
“Yeah there is. Pool in the middle. Pool house. Exactly like this. Except it's unfinished. The pool and pool house are finished. But the space is closed.”
“Oh my God, really?”
“Yeah. I was hoping you had some ideas.”
As we arrived at the station, Lana stepped up and boarded the train. And I saw up Lana's skirt all the way to her thighs but I couldn't get a glimpse of her panties. My pecker was so hard thinking about what kind of panties she was wearing. I wondered if she was wearing white panties. Or some other colored panties. And when she sat down, I noticed that I could see through her white polo shirt. And Lana was wearing a dark colored y back tank top, along with a colored bra under that. So Lana was probably wearing beautifully colored panties. And I know Lana always matched her panties with her bras, even when she first came to me as a rough and tumble skater gamer girl.
I sat down across from her, with the hopes of getting a look up under her little skirt.
As the train started moving, Lana explained, “Chuck I noticed every one of your dioramas have had some kind of religious significance, or foreign significance, or no other identifiable motif. I say unidentifiable motif because that's how it is with your assembly grounds. And Miss Beverly's house doesn't seem to have any identity.”
“I know they don't. It's because both of those locations have numerous memories of seeing women get baptized. So I wanted to preserve the memories. In fact when summer comes around I want to baptize Melanie in both of those locations. Just like I baptized you.”
Lana stopped the train at the First Baptist Church diorama.
“Chuck, I was hoping we could talk further here.”
The door opened and Lana jumped out first. Her skirt flew up a little and I could see she was wearing colored panties. A shade of purple. She turned around and smiled a ‘I know you just saw my panties and liked what you saw’ kind of smile.
With my penis boning up, I stepped down and followed her out of the station made to look like the old church parsonage. Hand in hand we walked through the part made to look like the front yard of First Baptist. And we walked through the doors.
As we walked down the aisle, Lana continued, “Chuck, it seems like you don't have any space that is absolutely totally girly girlish. I'm going to suggest creating a space that is totally girlish. Totally sissy. I'm talking about the space that looks like a dollhouse. Where us girls can have tea parties. Dress like sissies. Pastel colors. Slumber parties. Cute girl furniture. Floral print wallpaper. Pastel pink carpet and white wainscoting. Crystal chandeliers. Canopy bed. Little floral print panties and matching tank tops. If you let me decorate it, and bring in my touch on this, you will not be disappointed.”
As we sat down on the front row pew, I reluctantly said, “Okay Lana. This space is yours. But I want to see something in four months. That's four months to build your super junior weenie hut for girls. And you ladies can put on your sissy dresses and do your baptisms there.”
Lana said, “Once I decorate it, I'm going to stock it full of sissy dresses in all of our sizes. I want to keep it a secret. And I want it to be something where we have to get initiated into it to put on the sissy dresses and for you to baptize us.And of course you will be baptizing us.”
“Well, we'll see. But enough about that. There's something in the back that I need to show you.
Lana stood up again and then she led me to the back room and up the stairs and into the changing room of the baptismal pool. She stood in the middle of the room still fully clothed, kicking off her shoes. and then I kissed her as we wrapped our arms around each other.
“I have music picked out for this. I want to play ‘Baptize Me’ by Jackie Velasquez over the speakers in the church while you're baptizing me.”
“Do you have a cued up?”
“Honey, I cued it up right after you took Melanie to the basement.”
“Lana, I'm dying to know the color of your panties. What kind of panties are you wearing right now?”
“The same kind of panties that you like to see me in. The Cacique panties from Lane Bryant.”
“Are they colored?”
“My panties are beautifully and brilliantly colored.”
“I want to see.”
“And I want you to see. But I want you to see after you've baptized me. I want to wear this outfit into the water with this little skirt floating up around my waist. I want to go into the water exactly how I'm dressed.”
Lana reached into her hip pocket and produced a white folded handkerchief.
“I'm ready to be baptized.”
