Sexy sales Woman humiliates a crossdressing sissy in the panty store and uses him after closing time.
“Hello, I’m Yvette. If there is anything I can help you find let me know.” <EYELASHES FLUTTERING> (i wonder what She’d look like in this garter belt.)
“Just looking at some lingerie.”
he hastily throws the garter belt he was running through his fingers back to the display table.
“For my Wife.”
His eyes shift downward to Her open-toed heels.
“Let Me help you find Her size. What size does your Wife wear?”She motions to him.
“Oh, Damien, my name is Damien, and my Wife, well my Wife is about my size.”
his fingers start to fidget with each other. His thumbs rub against his index fingers in a circular motion. Grabbing his hand Yvette grabs his attention and stares into his eyes.
“Stay put, I think I’ve got just the thing.”
She turns to a drawer in front of them and bends over at the waist. Her mini skirt rises and the bottoms of her bum cheeks peek below Her hemline. Out of the drawer, She pulls a lacy lavender teddy and turns slowly back around with it held tight against her.
With arms outstretched She rests the teddy against his chest.
“Put your arms out to the side so I can get a better look.”
(Okay.) “I think this looks lovely dear, and it looks like your size.
” Yvette loudly explains. “Would you like the matching crotchless panties and sheer stockings?”
(Everybody is looking at me. They don’t believe I have a Wife. They’re disgusted by the thought of my hairy ass in that lacy purple teddy. Now they know I’m a sissy.)
“Crotchless panties and stockings are nice.”He answers timidly.
“That’s what I thought. I’ll let you browse. you are welcome to try them on before purchasing them if you would like.”
She brushes up against him as She passes him to help another customer.
(Juliet did tell me to try on the items before I left the store.) He muddles to himself
<Almost closing time>
“Where is the dressing room?”
Damien asks clutching the lacy teddy and a pair of crotchless panties. his finger slid between the opening of the silky panties and he imagined Yvette was wearing them. Funny, She was getting wet thinking the same thing.
Playfully she giggles at him. Her hips swing seductively swishing the hem of Her mini dangerously from side to side. (i don’t see any panties. Must be a thong.)
“Here you go.”
She says pointing to a flimsy curtain.
Damien tries on the teddy and gets dressed back into his trousers and shirt. The store lights go black and his heart starts to race. A few security lights flick on as he steps out from behind the curtain.
Why hello there sissy-boy.” <SPIT> An evil grin stretches across the beautiful clerk’s face. Her tongue playfully glides from one side of her mouth to the other. Traces of saliva glisten in the light. Her blouse slightly open to reveal her cleavage
“The store is closed now, did you find what you were looking for?”
(Mmmmm.) Unbuttoning a notch of Her blouse She slips behind him into the darkness of an empty aisle.
“I think it may have taken me too long to decide on a pair of panties,”
he explains into the empty darkness.
“Are we locked in?”
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He nervously answers and turns around to find her. (It gets dark after closing time.) A bright light illuminates the service counter with a register and some chain rope line dividers. A few tables of lingerie are visible as well, but no clerk. (i hope She has the key.) Tingles run down his spine and he feels the warmth on the back of his neck.
“It looks as though we are stuck here for the night.”
Her whispers warm the back of his neck as one of Her hands reaches around to the front of his throat. Gazing into his eyes She grabs his balls. “Let’s make the best of it and have a little fun.” Her grasp tightens on his poor little ball sack. “Be a good boy and nod your head yes.
” The hand on his neck tightens and he nods his head. “
Now tell me you like to play rough!”
“I like it rough.” he squeals. (Is this really happening? Oh, I hope there will be no marks. my Wife is going to kill me if I’m not home to draw Her bath.
What am I talking about? A beautiful Woman has me by the balls and is trying to make me Her bitch! As if shopping for panties wasn’t enough.) She lets go and starts unbuttoning his shirt as he stands there in a daze. Instant erection. Her thin fingers fondle and pinch at his nipples. Gently squeezing and rolling them between her flesh and fingernails. Twisting and pulling. “Ow!”
“Did I say you could speak? I like My victims silent.”
She raises an index finger to her glistening lips. “Come with Me.” Leading him to a display of stockings She asks “What colour do you prefer?” Damien lifts his head excitedly. (i love stockings, I hope She lets me wear them. Maybe She will wear them for Me. Such lovely long legs under that extremely short skirt. Though they would look so much better wrapped around my waist.)
“I like the red ones, very sexy.” (Her tight little ass resting atop two sheer red stockings. I am so hard.) his hands move to his groin to adjust himself and relieve a little of the pressure. (my balls are getting tighter.)
“You shouldn’t play with yourself in front of a Lady little man.” so head to the orgasm cams and be ready to be taught a lesson An icy stare hits him and his hands freeze. Grabbing his dick She forcefully draws him to Her. Her chest is thrust firm against his and her exposed nipples are erect.
(Oh my goodness, She’s not wearing a bra.) She unzips his pants and exposes his throbbing cock.
“Especially if that’s all you have to play with.”
Turning back towards the table She starts laughing. Laughing like a mad Woman. Cynical and strong. With stockings in hand, She points Damien toward the register and gives him a little shove. “Move it or lose it, buddy.” <GIGGLE> (Now what?) She follows close behind him and playfully tickles and pokes at him as he obeys Her order.
“Good boy, rover!”
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“Damien,” he whispers softly. Yvette’s eyes narrow and She immediately brings Her knee to his extremely sensitive tight blue balls.
“he’s down for the count folks, and can now be referred to as rover, My obedient pet. Show them how well you fetch the boy. Go get a pretty red G-string for Me.” Damien starts to get up to get the pair of panties. “dogs don’t walk on two legs rover.
They move on all fours. Here, maybe this will help.” She’s now behind him. “Stay put and don’t peek.” (Is that Her ass leaning against my rear end? What is She doing back there? She sure is moving a lot. Grinding up against me like that is not helping.
I don’t think I can take much more of this. my balls are so small and tight.) Something black flies over his head. (What in the hell was that!) “You can pick that up for me as well.” Her nails run up his back, over his shoulders, and down his side. One of Her hands slides beneath his waistband and Her fingers clasp around the thickness of his cock. The other hand pushes his trousers until they fall to his ankles.
With Damien’s pulsing cock in Her hands, Yvette glides into view. (No skirt! my knees are weak. I have got to cum!) <WINK> “Go fetch the boy.” Scampering on all fours Damien rushes to retrieve the black miniskirt Yvette has just flung over his head. he starts to return and Her hand poses. <STOP> “Not without the G-string!” [WHAT A DUMBASS.] (Duh, what a dumbass.) He smacks himself on the head.
With the g-string and skirt in his mouth he traipsed back to the counter, panting from exertion and excitement. “now put it on the rover.” Damien pulls the flaming red G-string over his pulsing erection and snaps the string in place between his sissy pink ass cheeks. “Bend over the counter slut, tits outward!”
he obeys.
Yvette ties his wrists together with a red stocking and strings his arms behind him across the counter. She anchors the nylons to a drawer handle. “Spread ’em, darling.” (yes Ma’am!) he obeys quickly and She secures each one of his ankles to one of the line divider poles. Damien is now in a very awkward and vulnerable position. his chest and sex are pushed outward, readily available to any whim Yvette may have.
“Oh, how cute. your little friends are falling out of your pretty panties rover.” <GIGGLE> She approaches him with an evil look in her eyes. Moistening Her lips She makes a slurping sound.
One of Her fingers wraps itself around one of the strings at the side of his panties. The fingers on Her other hand mimic the motion on the other side of his panties. “I wonder what would happen if I pull up on these little strings rover.” Damien’s eyes widen.
“Please don’t!”
he shrieks. ( Uh-oh, this is going to hurt.) Yvette yanks upward on the G-string with enough force to violently separate his testicles and strangle his erection.
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