You Bought Them, Now You Can Wear Them
Cont
Not wanting to have her use the crop again, and with her standing close by and watching me closely, I figured I had better get to work and began putting my panties (oh my) in their drawer. As I did so, I couldnt help but smell the perfume wafting up from the samples Mistress had placed there.
Once the panties were all in place and arranged to her satisfaction, it was on the the bras in the next drawer down that had until today contained my t shirts. As I follow her instruction in folding and storing my bras, again, arranging them nice and neatly, I cant help but wonder where my t shirts went.
Once I finished with the bras, I closed that drawer and looked to Mistress for further guidance. It was then I noticed her huge grin as she held up a black lace body stocking and a extremely bright, hot pink, long sleeved, unitard.
I cant wait to see you in these sissy, but we shall save those for another day, we have much, too much to do today already.
With a point of her finger, Im put back into action again.
Put those slips, half slips, and camisoles and such in the next drawer down sissy and then you can put your girdles and cinchers and other foundations in the bottom drawer.
I was really beginning to get worried now as these drawers seemed to be all empty except of course, for the three perfume samples in each drawer.
Once youre done with your shapewear goodies, I expect your garterbelts and stockings in the other top drawer and then your pantyhose in the drawer under that. You can put your pajamas and nighties and such under your hose and then put your swimsuits (yes, I had a little bit of everything) and these (she threw the body stocking and unitard to me) and anything else in the bottom drawer on that side.
The bottom drawer on that side where had all my clothes gone I was beginning to panic and felt the bumps on my skin again and Im sure if I had any hair left on my body, it would be standing straight up
Once you get everything put away nicely, you can hang up your dresses and begin lunch for us. Im going to run back to my place and do a few errands and Ill be back in an hour or so.
She circled me again and I swear I began to tremble and I think my knees were knocking.
She stops behind me and presses her body against my nylon and spandex covered body and once again reaches around me and begins to run her hands all over. She starts up top with my boobs <gulp> my boobs squeezing them and pulling me into her tightly.
You WILL be my B I T C H wont you S I S S Y??? She whispers in my ear and moves her hands up and down my body.
Forgetting almost instantly my previous nervous fit and forgetting, for the moment, all about my man clothes or seeming lack there of, I thought of nothing else but this wonderful woman, my Mistress, and quickly answered
Yes Mistress, I will be your bitch.
She begins to concentrate her ministrations to my penis and before long it was back at full mast and it didnt take her too long to have me nearly at my bursting point. She never once lifted my slip but continued to rub up and down the length of my penis. The layers of nylon were rubbing and sliding and the lace edge of the slip was tickling my nylon covered leg and her breath was tickling my neck and once again I felt my knees begin to tremble for a completely different reason than just minutes ago.
Then she just stops.
I stand there gasping and bucking and swinging my hips, thrusting my slip and panties fruitlessly into the air.
When I open my eyes... I had shut them tightly just moments ago as I felt my orgasm was eminent I see she is already half out the door when she pops her head back in and looks me straight in the eye.
Be good sissy and finish your chores but DO NOT finish with that clitty between your legs. That is off limits to you from now on even when you pee. Oh and that reminds me, you WILL sit from now on when you pee, WONT you sissy?
Yes Mistress.
And with another giggle she is gone.
More than a little frazzled at this point, I get to my duties as even though she said an hour, I have no idea when she will be back and I definitely dont want to upset her now.
Sure enough, all the drawers in the dresser were emptied of their previous contents. All my menswear it seemed was gone. Underwear, socks, long johns, shorts, etc Now I still had the bureau at least. Or did I?
I opened the top drawer of the bureau and let out a huge sigh of relief as there are all my better t-shirts, my concert ts, my Steelers and Pirates ts, etc. I quickly check the rest and realize that it has been untouched but I still havent seen a hint of my other clothes. Nearly every piece of underwear I had. Well every manly piece of underwear that is
Figuring it wasnt that bad as at least I still had my jeans and my Hard Rock shirts and I could pick up some new boxers or something somewhere, I begin to finish my chores.
I get all the delicates put away and as Im putting the last of it away, I begin to think more about the perfume samples in each drawer. It would appear she intends me to wear all these items now on a regular basis if Im reading it right. I wonder how much of the perfume will soak into the contents of the drawers and of course I then wonder how much they will smell when I am wearing them. Will others notice that smell? Will they say anything if they do?
Oh my, I couldnt keep thinking about it or I thought I might run from there right then.
I go to pick up my dresses and once again my waist cincher really makes itself known as it pinches my side and forces me to straighten up and start over. I hang all three of my dresses in the closet and let out another sigh as it seems all the other clothes in my closet remain untouched. I also have to wonder though about my underwear and socks and such from the dresser. They werent in the bureau and they are not in the closet.
This question remains but I notice the clock and see Ive spent near 30 mins just putting the rest of my undies away and must get to the kitchen for some lunch ideas.
Im no more than out of my bedroom and standing there in the middle of the hallway, when the front door opens and my Mistress walks in.
Now my apartment at the time wasnt much to speak of and with her standing there in the front door and that door still wide open, I felt fully exposed to the world and quickly darted for cover behind my lzyboy.
She laughs and leaves cowering behind the chair and throws two bags on the couch and heads back out the door leaving it wide open.
Moments later, she is back with another load and with a sigh of relief from me, she shuts the door and heads for the kitchen.
SISSY, GET IN HERE!
Uh oh, this didnt sound good.
Ive been gone all this time and you havent even started lunch? What have you been doing while I was gone?
Uh, um, I was putting my clothes away Mistress. I stuttered.
It should not have taken you that long to complete that simple task sissy, what else have you been up too?
Nothing Mistress, I swear it, I was putting my clothes away as you instructed.
I find that rather hard to believe, are you sure you werent playing with your clitty?
No Mistress, I swear that I was not.
Well, ok but just to make sure, and since you seemed to have shrunk enough since I saw you last <giggles> you can put this on.
She reaches into her purse and pulls out my cb2000 complete with the smallest base ring, the points of intrigue and an open lock. The lock was not like any I had and began to wonder where she had went. The lock looked like it was made for luggage and had had a combination dial on it with 4 digits.
I gulped and knew fumbled with if for a few moments but knew I had to act fast as I could feel myself being to become erect at the very idea already.
Of course the more you hurry, the worse things go and wouldnt you know it, I no more than had the lock off than the points went flying. I guess it was good it happened that way as I forgot about the impending situation and my erection faded again and by the time I did have all the pieces gathered and ready, I was soft and able to pull up my slip and pull down my panties and apply the base ring rather easily.
Unfortunately, at that point, I made the mistake of looking up at my Mistress. I noticed she was back in my lzyboy again and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. I also noticed she had the crop close at hand again. Almost immediately, I was harder than I had been just minutes ago and now with the base ring on, and the smallest one at that, I knew I wouldnt be getting soft anytime soon even if I could have looked away from her.
She smiles as she sees my predicament and giggles at me again.
Tsk tsk tsk sissy it looks like you are back in a pickle again or rather you have a rather hard pickle
More giggles
Pull your panties back up and adjust your slip.
I stand before her once again and do just as she says pulling my panties back up over my throbbing <gulp> clitty and then pull down my slip and smooth it all around to be sure its not tucked into anything.
Very good sissy, now dance for me some more before we have lunch. You can rub all over and in fact thats just what I want you to do, but do not cum sissy.
So once again, I danced and felt silly and burned with embarrassment but this time I didnt care as this time I could not get my mind off the throbbing between my legs or the beauty before me, or the way I was dressed, or things she had said, etc I was just about ready to burst again when she once again stopped me.
Thats enough of that for now sissy. I think we have a problem though. That cage will never fit on that clitty. I think you had better go to the kitchen and fetch us a dish towel and some ice.
I grimace as I know from stories Ive read what is coming next. Or I thought I did.
I quickly scurry for the towel and ice and return and she puts the stool of the lzyboy back down and sits up straight before me.
Ill take that towel and ice now turn around, pull up your slip, pull down your panties in the back and bend over.
With more than a little trepidation, I follow her command, handing her the towel and ice and exposing my bare butt to her.
This was more than a little embarrassing. As I said in the beginning, we had only been dating for a few weeks and while we had slept together, we hadnt actually Slept together. Although wed done plenty of heavy petting along with a little mutually satisfying oral fun, we hadnt actually gone all the way. Yet here I was, dressed in full feminine lingerie, bent over and baring my rear to her.
Now since Ive seen all your clothes and toys, dont even think about lying to me and telling me this is new territory for you.
As she is saying this, I hear what I think is the snap of rubber gloves and shortly after feel a cold finger squirming its way in my rear. Then it seems not too long after, that finger is joined by another and she begins moving them both and really making me squirm.
I dont have time to enjoy this once I begin to relax because as soon as I do relax to the point of enjoying it, she removes her fingers and quickly shoves one of the ice cubes in and then in quick succession another and then a third.
Just when I think it cant get any worse she really floors me as she tells me to turn around.
When I do, I see she has one of my butt plugs from the toy chest in her hand. Its a medium sized plug but its about the biggest thing I can take and it normally takes me some doing to get it in.
Now sissy, I want you to take this plug and put it just where it is intended to go.
This really cant be happening. Is it a dream? Is it a nightmare? Should I run? Should I cry? I dont know what to do.
So I do the only thing I can do, I obey my Mistress.
I take the plug from her and being to reach back to insert it while still trying to keep my slip from falling down.
Turn your body to the side sissy but keep looking at me as you do as I want to see both the plug going into you and I want to see your face as it does.
I do as she says and feel my cheeks burning to a new high in hot as this is I think one of the most embarrassing moments in my life.
I find that while its still not the easiest to get in, it goes easier than it has in the past. I dont know if it was her finger workout or the fact that the ice cubes have me partially numb but in it goes. I sigh and relax a little actually feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride that I was able to do it.
But then as it seems is becoming her norm, she snaps me out of my reverie once again
Now just one more thing and were ready for lunch. Pull your panties up in back and down in front and finish caging your clitty.
I groan a little as I remember how and why this started and sure enough all the ice and the plug and embarrassment and such and lo and behold, I was soft again. At least I was as soft as I was going to get with the base ring on and my new Mistress really putting me through my paces.
This time, it seemed to go on very easily almost too easily for my tastes and before I knew it, she handed me the lock and made me click it shut and thus seal my own fate. After closing the lock, I felt that strange feeling down in the pit of my stomach again and I began to wonder if I had done the right thing.
Ok sissy, are you ready for lunch? Oh wait, I almost forgot these. I think they should be about your size.
She reaches over to one of the bags on the sofa and pulls out a shoe box.
We cant have you getting your stockings all dirty now can we?
No Mistress.
My head is sagging a little as I take the shoebox from her. I open it slowly and find a pair of what appears to be at least 4 inch heels and I wonder how in the heck did she find them in my size and so fast.
I slip on one of the heels and nearly fall and break my neck when I go to put the other one on.
She laughs at me and stands up to help steady me and with her help, the other shoe is soon as well and there I stand teetering on my new heels.
She takes my arm in hers and begins to walk me to the kitchen.
I was surprised to see the pizza on the counter until she tells me she knew I wouldnt have gotten to start anything yet and she didnt want to waste time having me prepare something so she had picked up the pizza while she was out as well.
So she set me up yet again here I was locked up and in lingerie and high heels and
Loving ever minute of it
Cont
Not wanting to have her use the crop again, and with her standing close by and watching me closely, I figured I had better get to work and began putting my panties (oh my) in their drawer. As I did so, I couldnt help but smell the perfume wafting up from the samples Mistress had placed there.
Once the panties were all in place and arranged to her satisfaction, it was on the the bras in the next drawer down that had until today contained my t shirts. As I follow her instruction in folding and storing my bras, again, arranging them nice and neatly, I cant help but wonder where my t shirts went.
Once I finished with the bras, I closed that drawer and looked to Mistress for further guidance. It was then I noticed her huge grin as she held up a black lace body stocking and a extremely bright, hot pink, long sleeved, unitard.
I cant wait to see you in these sissy, but we shall save those for another day, we have much, too much to do today already.
With a point of her finger, Im put back into action again.
Put those slips, half slips, and camisoles and such in the next drawer down sissy and then you can put your girdles and cinchers and other foundations in the bottom drawer.
I was really beginning to get worried now as these drawers seemed to be all empty except of course, for the three perfume samples in each drawer.
Once youre done with your shapewear goodies, I expect your garterbelts and stockings in the other top drawer and then your pantyhose in the drawer under that. You can put your pajamas and nighties and such under your hose and then put your swimsuits (yes, I had a little bit of everything) and these (she threw the body stocking and unitard to me) and anything else in the bottom drawer on that side.
The bottom drawer on that side where had all my clothes gone I was beginning to panic and felt the bumps on my skin again and Im sure if I had any hair left on my body, it would be standing straight up
Once you get everything put away nicely, you can hang up your dresses and begin lunch for us. Im going to run back to my place and do a few errands and Ill be back in an hour or so.
She circled me again and I swear I began to tremble and I think my knees were knocking.
She stops behind me and presses her body against my nylon and spandex covered body and once again reaches around me and begins to run her hands all over. She starts up top with my boobs <gulp> my boobs squeezing them and pulling me into her tightly.
You WILL be my B I T C H wont you S I S S Y??? She whispers in my ear and moves her hands up and down my body.
Forgetting almost instantly my previous nervous fit and forgetting, for the moment, all about my man clothes or seeming lack there of, I thought of nothing else but this wonderful woman, my Mistress, and quickly answered
Yes Mistress, I will be your bitch.
She begins to concentrate her ministrations to my penis and before long it was back at full mast and it didnt take her too long to have me nearly at my bursting point. She never once lifted my slip but continued to rub up and down the length of my penis. The layers of nylon were rubbing and sliding and the lace edge of the slip was tickling my nylon covered leg and her breath was tickling my neck and once again I felt my knees begin to tremble for a completely different reason than just minutes ago.
Then she just stops.
I stand there gasping and bucking and swinging my hips, thrusting my slip and panties fruitlessly into the air.
When I open my eyes... I had shut them tightly just moments ago as I felt my orgasm was eminent I see she is already half out the door when she pops her head back in and looks me straight in the eye.
Be good sissy and finish your chores but DO NOT finish with that clitty between your legs. That is off limits to you from now on even when you pee. Oh and that reminds me, you WILL sit from now on when you pee, WONT you sissy?
Yes Mistress.
And with another giggle she is gone.
More than a little frazzled at this point, I get to my duties as even though she said an hour, I have no idea when she will be back and I definitely dont want to upset her now.
Sure enough, all the drawers in the dresser were emptied of their previous contents. All my menswear it seemed was gone. Underwear, socks, long johns, shorts, etc Now I still had the bureau at least. Or did I?
I opened the top drawer of the bureau and let out a huge sigh of relief as there are all my better t-shirts, my concert ts, my Steelers and Pirates ts, etc. I quickly check the rest and realize that it has been untouched but I still havent seen a hint of my other clothes. Nearly every piece of underwear I had. Well every manly piece of underwear that is
Figuring it wasnt that bad as at least I still had my jeans and my Hard Rock shirts and I could pick up some new boxers or something somewhere, I begin to finish my chores.
I get all the delicates put away and as Im putting the last of it away, I begin to think more about the perfume samples in each drawer. It would appear she intends me to wear all these items now on a regular basis if Im reading it right. I wonder how much of the perfume will soak into the contents of the drawers and of course I then wonder how much they will smell when I am wearing them. Will others notice that smell? Will they say anything if they do?
Oh my, I couldnt keep thinking about it or I thought I might run from there right then.
I go to pick up my dresses and once again my waist cincher really makes itself known as it pinches my side and forces me to straighten up and start over. I hang all three of my dresses in the closet and let out another sigh as it seems all the other clothes in my closet remain untouched. I also have to wonder though about my underwear and socks and such from the dresser. They werent in the bureau and they are not in the closet.
This question remains but I notice the clock and see Ive spent near 30 mins just putting the rest of my undies away and must get to the kitchen for some lunch ideas.
Im no more than out of my bedroom and standing there in the middle of the hallway, when the front door opens and my Mistress walks in.
Now my apartment at the time wasnt much to speak of and with her standing there in the front door and that door still wide open, I felt fully exposed to the world and quickly darted for cover behind my lzyboy.
She laughs and leaves cowering behind the chair and throws two bags on the couch and heads back out the door leaving it wide open.
Moments later, she is back with another load and with a sigh of relief from me, she shuts the door and heads for the kitchen.
SISSY, GET IN HERE!
Uh oh, this didnt sound good.
Ive been gone all this time and you havent even started lunch? What have you been doing while I was gone?
Uh, um, I was putting my clothes away Mistress. I stuttered.
It should not have taken you that long to complete that simple task sissy, what else have you been up too?
Nothing Mistress, I swear it, I was putting my clothes away as you instructed.
I find that rather hard to believe, are you sure you werent playing with your clitty?
No Mistress, I swear that I was not.
Well, ok but just to make sure, and since you seemed to have shrunk enough since I saw you last <giggles> you can put this on.
She reaches into her purse and pulls out my cb2000 complete with the smallest base ring, the points of intrigue and an open lock. The lock was not like any I had and began to wonder where she had went. The lock looked like it was made for luggage and had had a combination dial on it with 4 digits.
I gulped and knew fumbled with if for a few moments but knew I had to act fast as I could feel myself being to become erect at the very idea already.
Of course the more you hurry, the worse things go and wouldnt you know it, I no more than had the lock off than the points went flying. I guess it was good it happened that way as I forgot about the impending situation and my erection faded again and by the time I did have all the pieces gathered and ready, I was soft and able to pull up my slip and pull down my panties and apply the base ring rather easily.
Unfortunately, at that point, I made the mistake of looking up at my Mistress. I noticed she was back in my lzyboy again and seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. I also noticed she had the crop close at hand again. Almost immediately, I was harder than I had been just minutes ago and now with the base ring on, and the smallest one at that, I knew I wouldnt be getting soft anytime soon even if I could have looked away from her.
She smiles as she sees my predicament and giggles at me again.
Tsk tsk tsk sissy it looks like you are back in a pickle again or rather you have a rather hard pickle
More giggles
Pull your panties back up and adjust your slip.
I stand before her once again and do just as she says pulling my panties back up over my throbbing <gulp> clitty and then pull down my slip and smooth it all around to be sure its not tucked into anything.
Very good sissy, now dance for me some more before we have lunch. You can rub all over and in fact thats just what I want you to do, but do not cum sissy.
So once again, I danced and felt silly and burned with embarrassment but this time I didnt care as this time I could not get my mind off the throbbing between my legs or the beauty before me, or the way I was dressed, or things she had said, etc I was just about ready to burst again when she once again stopped me.
Thats enough of that for now sissy. I think we have a problem though. That cage will never fit on that clitty. I think you had better go to the kitchen and fetch us a dish towel and some ice.
I grimace as I know from stories Ive read what is coming next. Or I thought I did.
I quickly scurry for the towel and ice and return and she puts the stool of the lzyboy back down and sits up straight before me.
Ill take that towel and ice now turn around, pull up your slip, pull down your panties in the back and bend over.
With more than a little trepidation, I follow her command, handing her the towel and ice and exposing my bare butt to her.
This was more than a little embarrassing. As I said in the beginning, we had only been dating for a few weeks and while we had slept together, we hadnt actually Slept together. Although wed done plenty of heavy petting along with a little mutually satisfying oral fun, we hadnt actually gone all the way. Yet here I was, dressed in full feminine lingerie, bent over and baring my rear to her.
Now since Ive seen all your clothes and toys, dont even think about lying to me and telling me this is new territory for you.
As she is saying this, I hear what I think is the snap of rubber gloves and shortly after feel a cold finger squirming its way in my rear. Then it seems not too long after, that finger is joined by another and she begins moving them both and really making me squirm.
I dont have time to enjoy this once I begin to relax because as soon as I do relax to the point of enjoying it, she removes her fingers and quickly shoves one of the ice cubes in and then in quick succession another and then a third.
Just when I think it cant get any worse she really floors me as she tells me to turn around.
When I do, I see she has one of my butt plugs from the toy chest in her hand. Its a medium sized plug but its about the biggest thing I can take and it normally takes me some doing to get it in.
Now sissy, I want you to take this plug and put it just where it is intended to go.
This really cant be happening. Is it a dream? Is it a nightmare? Should I run? Should I cry? I dont know what to do.
So I do the only thing I can do, I obey my Mistress.
I take the plug from her and being to reach back to insert it while still trying to keep my slip from falling down.
Turn your body to the side sissy but keep looking at me as you do as I want to see both the plug going into you and I want to see your face as it does.
I do as she says and feel my cheeks burning to a new high in hot as this is I think one of the most embarrassing moments in my life.
I find that while its still not the easiest to get in, it goes easier than it has in the past. I dont know if it was her finger workout or the fact that the ice cubes have me partially numb but in it goes. I sigh and relax a little actually feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride that I was able to do it.
But then as it seems is becoming her norm, she snaps me out of my reverie once again
Now just one more thing and were ready for lunch. Pull your panties up in back and down in front and finish caging your clitty.
I groan a little as I remember how and why this started and sure enough all the ice and the plug and embarrassment and such and lo and behold, I was soft again. At least I was as soft as I was going to get with the base ring on and my new Mistress really putting me through my paces.
This time, it seemed to go on very easily almost too easily for my tastes and before I knew it, she handed me the lock and made me click it shut and thus seal my own fate. After closing the lock, I felt that strange feeling down in the pit of my stomach again and I began to wonder if I had done the right thing.
Ok sissy, are you ready for lunch? Oh wait, I almost forgot these. I think they should be about your size.
She reaches over to one of the bags on the sofa and pulls out a shoe box.
We cant have you getting your stockings all dirty now can we?
No Mistress.
My head is sagging a little as I take the shoebox from her. I open it slowly and find a pair of what appears to be at least 4 inch heels and I wonder how in the heck did she find them in my size and so fast.
I slip on one of the heels and nearly fall and break my neck when I go to put the other one on.
She laughs at me and stands up to help steady me and with her help, the other shoe is soon as well and there I stand teetering on my new heels.
She takes my arm in hers and begins to walk me to the kitchen.
I was surprised to see the pizza on the counter until she tells me she knew I wouldnt have gotten to start anything yet and she didnt want to waste time having me prepare something so she had picked up the pizza while she was out as well.
So she set me up yet again here I was locked up and in lingerie and high heels and
Loving ever minute of it