I feel like I am close to forgetting the details of my most memorable experience as a Domme. It truly is a shame I haven’t lived another experience as thrilling as the one I have yet to finish telling.
Very random sidenote, but men truly are the simplest creatures.
The story left off with Chrissy and me sitting in his European car. Estaba bien chiveado el señor. He was too embarrassed to look me in the eyes for longer than a second or two, I obviously relished the fact that I was making him squirm without him actually flailing about. I cant help but giggle when I notice how pathetic he turns for me.
We were parked behind a sex shop, so it was mandatory that I make his bitch ass buy me things. Before heading into the store however, I asked him to show me the outfit he wore for me. He nervously laughed as he reached with his trembling hand towards the top button of his pressed dress shirt. After unbuttoning a few, he pulled opened his shirt and revealed to me a baby-pink, lacy bralette with the smallest triangle cups and chest jewelry.
We briefly caught up on vanilla things, as I sincerely care for each of my submissives. Then I told him I was ready to go to the store, and as we were about to go inside one of his clients who happened to be in the Cadillac parked behind us called him over. Knowing how skittish my boi could be, and his vanilla lifestyle so I went in without him. I knew he would soon follow. I shopped around, my eyes skimming for toys that I know would make my sissy squirm with delight or bleat for me.
I had just chosen one or two things for myself, insignificant things really, by the time Chrissy came into the store. She looked really nervous, but I of course, always know the right things to say. It took only a moment or two to get her docile and in her right state of mind again. I had been eyeing a clit cage for a little bit, and at the register it dawned on me that I wanted it for my mischievous plans later in the evening.
Our cashier was a very sweet and shy seeming girl, probably no older than 25. She seemed more shy than the other workers at the shop that I had interacted with, anyways. I didn’t ask her to show me the cage, but made Chrissy ask. It was really funny seeing a trial attorney stutter out ” may I please see the cock cage” while his face turned a bright shade of red.
Our cashier seemed conflicted as to whether it was okay to laugh or not, because I can imagine from an outside perspective it may appear my poor Chrissy was in an abusive relationship with me, which is simply not the case. In my effort to give her the okay to laugh, as she went around the counter to get the display item, I sternly and loudly said “Don’t just stand there, go help her get it!” to Chrissy who quickly turned his heels to follow her. It was after I said this that she laughed liberally, which made my boi nervously smile at me.
After our purchase, we went back to his car and it was decided (I decided) that we were to head out to LA for the evening! One of my favorite cities.
I made him strip out of his work clothes for me in the parking lot, forcing him to drive us to the Mondrian in his baby-pink thong and bra set.
Experiences like these make me love my life 🙂
As per usual, not done. Roughly written; Too many details I have yet to share and will refine
virtual kisses, besitos, petit bisou pour mes chiens