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I had gotten in the habit of teasing the two very effeminate young
men who hung around the newsstand and finally was forced to pay
the price. This is the chronology of that adventure.
Finally quitting time arrived and I could hardly wait to get out
and get a drink. Also I needed to get to a restroom and adjust
some of my clothing as I had decided to wear some really fun things
and they had moved around a little. Especially the Playtex girdle
which had slipped down a trifle so that my stockings were hanging.
No matter, soon I could get things righted and I closed the front
door and lock it and started for my car. It was then I noticed two
young ladies standing by my car. They both had on very short skirts,
lovely high boots with 3" heels, and short jackets and long gloves. As
I moved closer I could see that they both were wearing lots of bright
lipstick, which I find attractive, and eye shadow and just the hint of
blush. One of the women looked familiar but I could not place her
so I smiled and greeted them.
"Hello ladies, can I give you a ride somewhere?" That was the
best I could do on the spur of the moment and seemed to be all that
was necessary as one said in a soft a deep voice that they could use a
ride downtown. I opened the door and they got in, one in front next
to me and the other in the back.
As I closed my door and got ready to start the car I could not
help but notice that the woman next to me had allowed her skirt to
ride up so that I could see stocking tops a sight that always causes
me to twitch. She had long, shapely legs and seemed to know what
she was doing because she turned and smiled at me and even, could
it be?, winked.
We started toward town and the two women introduced them-
selves as Marie and Linda. As we chatted Marie asked if I would
pull into the parking lot next to the bottle shop so she could get a
bottle. I did so, noting that there was very little light but parked
at the back because Marie said that she would try and use the back
door; she knew the owners. I paid little heed as she got out and then
turned to Linda. When I looked, Linda seemed to have pulled her
skirt up showing lovely, lacy stocking tops and frilly panties.
Let me confess at this point that I have always, repeat always,
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been entranced by dainty, lacy stocking tops and frilly panties. And,
more to the point, have been almost obsessed with the idea of wearing
them myself. So this view was extremely exciting and almost a dream
come true since it seemed as if Linda did this for my benefit and
would continue the lovely display as long as I was enthralled. Of
course the gorgeous legs on this creature helped the scene great deal
and the garments were certainly beautiful. Also, the eagerness with
which this display took place added a special excitement to the scene.
At this point I was jolted from my reverie when Linda asked:
"Do you like what you see? Would you like to see much, much
more?" And this siren smiled with a combination of wickedness and
wantonness.
I could only stammer an inanity, "Oh yes, yes", at which point I
probably blushed.
"Then you must come home with us. I asked Marie to get a nice
bottle of wine for use, it's much too cold and unfriendly to be out on
night like this. Don't you agree?" Again that wanton smile, showing
perfect teeth between glistening red, kissable lips. Her tongue then
flicked over these delicious lips as punctuation and I could feel a
wonderful stirring in my groin. I was contemplating the chances of
tasting that delicious looking mouth when Marie returned with a
large package, stopped with her hand on the door handle and peered
in.
"I suppose you've been teasing our chauffeur haven't you, you
randy darling." And she laughed, letting me know that it was meant
in jest.
She then opened the door and slid into the back seat, but not
without her skirt hiking itself all the way to her lacy stocking tops,
knowing full well that I was watching every movement of her volup-
tuous body. She looked up, catching me eye in the rear view mirror,
and smiled and then pursing her lips, blowing me a kiss.
This was almost more than I could hope for, two beauties flirt-
ing with me and exhibiting full and shapely bodies and a wanton
attitude that signified that much was in store for us. As I drove it
was extremely difficult to keep my eyes on the rode as the beauty
sitting next to me continued to slide her skirt ever higher and even
dropped her gloved hand in her lap and massaged herself every so
often. When I chanced to look in the rear view mirror the hussy
in the back seat had her skirt up and her hand in her crotch mov-
ing slowly, while her head lolled from side to side, eyes closed and
mouth open. "My God, what's going to happen tonight?" The only
thought running through my mind as my cock throbbed in its prison
of Spandex.
Linda gave me directions to the wealthier part of town and soon
we pulled into a drive leading to iron gates, open but closing as
soon as we passed through them. The house was not pretentious
and not as large as one might assume from the gates, but it was
sizable and inviting. Linda told me to stop in the port between the
garage and the house and as soon as I did, lights came on and a maid
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a Playtex? So many of our friends seem to be prefer those old-
fashioned Playtex in rubber. Myself, I could never see it, now a
corset is a different matter all together and it is exquisite torture to
be laced into one of those as happens to me every morning, or hadn't
you noticed?" And she lifted her place at the side to show a beautiful
black Victorian corset, complete with rigid stays hugging her supple
sides.
Then another voice shattered the erotic scene, "Have you suc-
ceeded in seducing him yet, Marie, with your kinky clothes and wan-
ton body? Tart!" She snapped the last words out with a snort and
grabbed my arm and pulled me into a homey and warm library,
withy floor-to-ceiling books and art covering the walls where there
were no bookcases. The parting from Marie was so precipitate that
I was briefly unnerved, but quickly regained ained what composure
I had left now that at least one of the ladies knew I was wearing a
girdle and both seemed to be extremely sexual, if not horny. Then
I noticed that the art covering the walls consisted of paintings and
prints of beautiful women of Amazonic proportions, dressed in the
tightest of leather, and usually ins the process of binding or whip-
ping other women of more dainty proportions, usually blonde and
all in the direst of predicaments, often bound and even gagged and
struggling with all their might.
"Thinking about trading places with some of those beauties, Jack,
or should I call you Patti? Oh yes, we know lots about you and you
may find out lots about us. But first, let's get comfortable. Perhaps
you'd like to follow Fifi to the dressing room where you can freshen
up a bit and even slip into something more comfortable, there's all
sorts of lovely things in the closet." And Linda rang a small bell and
almost immediately Fifi appears, all smiles and still wriggling. She
nodded and turned to lead me ddown a short hall to stairs leading up
to a long hall, turning quickly into a small dressing room, one wall
covered with mirrors and the other dominated by a long dressing
table with mirrors and cosmetics.
"The WC is in there and you can even take a shower should you
choose. Then, would you prefer a nice dressing gown, something a
little more fru fru, or even a nice leather catsuit? I assume you'll
want panties and stockings." Fifi had opened the mirrored doors
that were hiding gowns and dresses, suits and skirts and blouses.
She turned to find me blushing and stammering. "Oh, monsier, do
not be uncomfortable, we know your dressing habits and even some
of your wishes and they may come true tonight. I also have my own
wishes and if you care, I would dearly love to see him in a slinky g
own such as this." She drew forth a black, shiny number that I knew
would cling to me curves, and I must admit that I have them, and
probably cause me no end of excitement.
To ease my discomfiture I told her whatever she thought best and
rushed into the bath and into a steaming shower that invigorated me
to the extent that my cock began to swell, just from the thought of
the gorgeous creatures on the other side of the door and, strangely
enough, the thought of an opportunity to dress as I have always
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the panties. Then she went to the closet and returned with a corset
similar to the one she was wearing. Quickly it was around my waist
and the two darlings had me laced in it, threatening to cut off my
ability to breathe as they pulled the laces tight. Next the bra was
slipped on and filled with bouncy breast forms. Then the stockings
attached to the corset and finally the long slinky gown. When it slid
down over my head and slithered over the rest of my body I almost
creamed again. It was slit to my waist and accented my shapely legs
now clad in patent pumps with five-inch heels.
"Now sit down here and we'll see about some makeup." Linda had
already selected a silver wig and startling silver eye shadow. Then
blush, earrings, and finally bright red lipstick that set off the rest of
my makeup.
The attention from these beauties was beginning to arouse me
once more and as Linda took my head in her arms and began to
apply makeup my cock could not help itself and stood at attention.
This caused me no little concern, especially when Linda asked me to
stand in front of the full-length mirror. I tried to avoid it but she
insisted and my secret was out, way out in front.
There was always the remote possibility in the back of my mind
that lInda would not notice, but she removed that when she loudly
exclaimed, "Another erection, really Jck you are nothing but a tom-
cat. We must do something about that, it will spoil the lines of the
gown and you do look so seductive and attractive. Marie, what can
we do with this," and Linda reached down and grabbed my cock,
almost causing me to fill the dainty panties.
Marie came over and placed her fingers on my cock, too and
began to move back and forth. "I guess we'll let it go for awhile.
Fifi has been standing in the library waiting for us for quite a while
and certainly needs to receive her punishment. Perhaps Jack will
forget his excitement while we give Fifi a good going over."With
those words, Marie turned and left the room. Now that Linda and I
were alone she took this opportunity to plant her full lips firmly on
mine, sucking my tongue into her mouth, and beginning to massage
my cock in earnest. I could hardly control my edxcitement and felt
on the verge of an orgasm. I tried to ask her to stop but her mouth
kept me somewhat busy so I continued to squirm. Finally I could
control myself no longer and pulled away and asked her to stop.
"What! You aks me to stop giving you such pleasure. The Nerve.
I'll teach you to be ungrateful. I won't hear anymore of that." She
went to the closet and quickly returned with a leather harness that
she quickly fixed to my elbows. I tried resisting but the young woman
was surprisingly strong and wrestled me to the floor where she placed
a lovely knee in my back and buckled me quickly into the appara-
tus. Then she produced a dildo gag, thrusting the rubber cock-like
appliance into my mouth and strapping it tightly on my head.
"Now young lady, come with me and help punish Fifi, although
you are probably the one who needs the punishment more." She
grabbed the harness she had put on me and dragged me to my feet.
"Oh yes, we must put something on your feet. What do you suppose
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would be best. Of course I know that you are vain enough to think
that these five-inch heels will do the trick, but I thinkk these six-
inchers with the straps will be better." Suiting actions to words she
placed the tight patent heels on my feet and buckled two ankle straps
on each foot in place. I stood and teetered for a moment while she
steadied me and we began the trip downstairs.
By the time we made our painful way to the library, Fifi had
been strapped to the punishment bench, her panties pulled off and
her wrists and elbows bound tightly together. Her skirt was hoisted
over her back and her calves were bound to the legs of the bench.
To keep her in position, Marie had wound several sturns of nylon
rope around her back and the bench. You must forgive my gender
confusion, but Fifi was such an attractive creature that she was a
"her" regardless of the lovely appendage between her legs. Let me
call that her "clit" and be done with it. I could hardly wait to get
my mouth on it another time. But that would have to wait.
"Well, she must have given you some trouble. Nice job, though.
Looks as if you'll have to help her with the sherry." Sit her, my dear,
and Marie pointed at a chair near the fire beside which was a tall
glass of sherry and some dainty sandwiches.
No sooner was I in place than Marie picked up a small whip
and began to lash the delicate bottom so beautifully presented. Fifi
squirmed and tears began ot flow, but Marie showed no signs of
relenting. As she continued, the tone of Fifi's voice changed from the
plaintive wail to a passionate cry of pleasure, shortly evolving into a
definite scream as I could see her rigid member gush forth.
Then, the two brazen hussies turned their attention to me.
I had gotten in the habit of teasing the two very effeminate young
men who hung around the newsstand and finally was forced to pay
the price. This is the chronology of that adventure.
Finally quitting time arrived and I could hardly wait to get out
and get a drink. Also I needed to get to a restroom and adjust
some of my clothing as I had decided to wear some really fun things
and they had moved around a little. Especially the Playtex girdle
which had slipped down a trifle so that my stockings were hanging.
No matter, soon I could get things righted and I closed the front
door and lock it and started for my car. It was then I noticed two
young ladies standing by my car. They both had on very short skirts,
lovely high boots with 3" heels, and short jackets and long gloves. As
I moved closer I could see that they both were wearing lots of bright
lipstick, which I find attractive, and eye shadow and just the hint of
blush. One of the women looked familiar but I could not place her
so I smiled and greeted them.
"Hello ladies, can I give you a ride somewhere?" That was the
best I could do on the spur of the moment and seemed to be all that
was necessary as one said in a soft a deep voice that they could use a
ride downtown. I opened the door and they got in, one in front next
to me and the other in the back.
As I closed my door and got ready to start the car I could not
help but notice that the woman next to me had allowed her skirt to
ride up so that I could see stocking tops a sight that always causes
me to twitch. She had long, shapely legs and seemed to know what
she was doing because she turned and smiled at me and even, could
it be?, winked.
We started toward town and the two women introduced them-
selves as Marie and Linda. As we chatted Marie asked if I would
pull into the parking lot next to the bottle shop so she could get a
bottle. I did so, noting that there was very little light but parked
at the back because Marie said that she would try and use the back
door; she knew the owners. I paid little heed as she got out and then
turned to Linda. When I looked, Linda seemed to have pulled her
skirt up showing lovely, lacy stocking tops and frilly panties.
Let me confess at this point that I have always, repeat always,
1
2
been entranced by dainty, lacy stocking tops and frilly panties. And,
more to the point, have been almost obsessed with the idea of wearing
them myself. So this view was extremely exciting and almost a dream
come true since it seemed as if Linda did this for my benefit and
would continue the lovely display as long as I was enthralled. Of
course the gorgeous legs on this creature helped the scene great deal
and the garments were certainly beautiful. Also, the eagerness with
which this display took place added a special excitement to the scene.
At this point I was jolted from my reverie when Linda asked:
"Do you like what you see? Would you like to see much, much
more?" And this siren smiled with a combination of wickedness and
wantonness.
I could only stammer an inanity, "Oh yes, yes", at which point I
probably blushed.
"Then you must come home with us. I asked Marie to get a nice
bottle of wine for use, it's much too cold and unfriendly to be out on
night like this. Don't you agree?" Again that wanton smile, showing
perfect teeth between glistening red, kissable lips. Her tongue then
flicked over these delicious lips as punctuation and I could feel a
wonderful stirring in my groin. I was contemplating the chances of
tasting that delicious looking mouth when Marie returned with a
large package, stopped with her hand on the door handle and peered
in.
"I suppose you've been teasing our chauffeur haven't you, you
randy darling." And she laughed, letting me know that it was meant
in jest.
She then opened the door and slid into the back seat, but not
without her skirt hiking itself all the way to her lacy stocking tops,
knowing full well that I was watching every movement of her volup-
tuous body. She looked up, catching me eye in the rear view mirror,
and smiled and then pursing her lips, blowing me a kiss.
This was almost more than I could hope for, two beauties flirt-
ing with me and exhibiting full and shapely bodies and a wanton
attitude that signified that much was in store for us. As I drove it
was extremely difficult to keep my eyes on the rode as the beauty
sitting next to me continued to slide her skirt ever higher and even
dropped her gloved hand in her lap and massaged herself every so
often. When I chanced to look in the rear view mirror the hussy
in the back seat had her skirt up and her hand in her crotch mov-
ing slowly, while her head lolled from side to side, eyes closed and
mouth open. "My God, what's going to happen tonight?" The only
thought running through my mind as my cock throbbed in its prison
of Spandex.
Linda gave me directions to the wealthier part of town and soon
we pulled into a drive leading to iron gates, open but closing as
soon as we passed through them. The house was not pretentious
and not as large as one might assume from the gates, but it was
sizable and inviting. Linda told me to stop in the port between the
garage and the house and as soon as I did, lights came on and a maid
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a Playtex? So many of our friends seem to be prefer those old-
fashioned Playtex in rubber. Myself, I could never see it, now a
corset is a different matter all together and it is exquisite torture to
be laced into one of those as happens to me every morning, or hadn't
you noticed?" And she lifted her place at the side to show a beautiful
black Victorian corset, complete with rigid stays hugging her supple
sides.
Then another voice shattered the erotic scene, "Have you suc-
ceeded in seducing him yet, Marie, with your kinky clothes and wan-
ton body? Tart!" She snapped the last words out with a snort and
grabbed my arm and pulled me into a homey and warm library,
withy floor-to-ceiling books and art covering the walls where there
were no bookcases. The parting from Marie was so precipitate that
I was briefly unnerved, but quickly regained ained what composure
I had left now that at least one of the ladies knew I was wearing a
girdle and both seemed to be extremely sexual, if not horny. Then
I noticed that the art covering the walls consisted of paintings and
prints of beautiful women of Amazonic proportions, dressed in the
tightest of leather, and usually ins the process of binding or whip-
ping other women of more dainty proportions, usually blonde and
all in the direst of predicaments, often bound and even gagged and
struggling with all their might.
"Thinking about trading places with some of those beauties, Jack,
or should I call you Patti? Oh yes, we know lots about you and you
may find out lots about us. But first, let's get comfortable. Perhaps
you'd like to follow Fifi to the dressing room where you can freshen
up a bit and even slip into something more comfortable, there's all
sorts of lovely things in the closet." And Linda rang a small bell and
almost immediately Fifi appears, all smiles and still wriggling. She
nodded and turned to lead me ddown a short hall to stairs leading up
to a long hall, turning quickly into a small dressing room, one wall
covered with mirrors and the other dominated by a long dressing
table with mirrors and cosmetics.
"The WC is in there and you can even take a shower should you
choose. Then, would you prefer a nice dressing gown, something a
little more fru fru, or even a nice leather catsuit? I assume you'll
want panties and stockings." Fifi had opened the mirrored doors
that were hiding gowns and dresses, suits and skirts and blouses.
She turned to find me blushing and stammering. "Oh, monsier, do
not be uncomfortable, we know your dressing habits and even some
of your wishes and they may come true tonight. I also have my own
wishes and if you care, I would dearly love to see him in a slinky g
own such as this." She drew forth a black, shiny number that I knew
would cling to me curves, and I must admit that I have them, and
probably cause me no end of excitement.
To ease my discomfiture I told her whatever she thought best and
rushed into the bath and into a steaming shower that invigorated me
to the extent that my cock began to swell, just from the thought of
the gorgeous creatures on the other side of the door and, strangely
enough, the thought of an opportunity to dress as I have always
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the panties. Then she went to the closet and returned with a corset
similar to the one she was wearing. Quickly it was around my waist
and the two darlings had me laced in it, threatening to cut off my
ability to breathe as they pulled the laces tight. Next the bra was
slipped on and filled with bouncy breast forms. Then the stockings
attached to the corset and finally the long slinky gown. When it slid
down over my head and slithered over the rest of my body I almost
creamed again. It was slit to my waist and accented my shapely legs
now clad in patent pumps with five-inch heels.
"Now sit down here and we'll see about some makeup." Linda had
already selected a silver wig and startling silver eye shadow. Then
blush, earrings, and finally bright red lipstick that set off the rest of
my makeup.
The attention from these beauties was beginning to arouse me
once more and as Linda took my head in her arms and began to
apply makeup my cock could not help itself and stood at attention.
This caused me no little concern, especially when Linda asked me to
stand in front of the full-length mirror. I tried to avoid it but she
insisted and my secret was out, way out in front.
There was always the remote possibility in the back of my mind
that lInda would not notice, but she removed that when she loudly
exclaimed, "Another erection, really Jck you are nothing but a tom-
cat. We must do something about that, it will spoil the lines of the
gown and you do look so seductive and attractive. Marie, what can
we do with this," and Linda reached down and grabbed my cock,
almost causing me to fill the dainty panties.
Marie came over and placed her fingers on my cock, too and
began to move back and forth. "I guess we'll let it go for awhile.
Fifi has been standing in the library waiting for us for quite a while
and certainly needs to receive her punishment. Perhaps Jack will
forget his excitement while we give Fifi a good going over."With
those words, Marie turned and left the room. Now that Linda and I
were alone she took this opportunity to plant her full lips firmly on
mine, sucking my tongue into her mouth, and beginning to massage
my cock in earnest. I could hardly control my edxcitement and felt
on the verge of an orgasm. I tried to ask her to stop but her mouth
kept me somewhat busy so I continued to squirm. Finally I could
control myself no longer and pulled away and asked her to stop.
"What! You aks me to stop giving you such pleasure. The Nerve.
I'll teach you to be ungrateful. I won't hear anymore of that." She
went to the closet and quickly returned with a leather harness that
she quickly fixed to my elbows. I tried resisting but the young woman
was surprisingly strong and wrestled me to the floor where she placed
a lovely knee in my back and buckled me quickly into the appara-
tus. Then she produced a dildo gag, thrusting the rubber cock-like
appliance into my mouth and strapping it tightly on my head.
"Now young lady, come with me and help punish Fifi, although
you are probably the one who needs the punishment more." She
grabbed the harness she had put on me and dragged me to my feet.
"Oh yes, we must put something on your feet. What do you suppose
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would be best. Of course I know that you are vain enough to think
that these five-inch heels will do the trick, but I thinkk these six-
inchers with the straps will be better." Suiting actions to words she
placed the tight patent heels on my feet and buckled two ankle straps
on each foot in place. I stood and teetered for a moment while she
steadied me and we began the trip downstairs.
By the time we made our painful way to the library, Fifi had
been strapped to the punishment bench, her panties pulled off and
her wrists and elbows bound tightly together. Her skirt was hoisted
over her back and her calves were bound to the legs of the bench.
To keep her in position, Marie had wound several sturns of nylon
rope around her back and the bench. You must forgive my gender
confusion, but Fifi was such an attractive creature that she was a
"her" regardless of the lovely appendage between her legs. Let me
call that her "clit" and be done with it. I could hardly wait to get
my mouth on it another time. But that would have to wait.
"Well, she must have given you some trouble. Nice job, though.
Looks as if you'll have to help her with the sherry." Sit her, my dear,
and Marie pointed at a chair near the fire beside which was a tall
glass of sherry and some dainty sandwiches.
No sooner was I in place than Marie picked up a small whip
and began to lash the delicate bottom so beautifully presented. Fifi
squirmed and tears began ot flow, but Marie showed no signs of
relenting. As she continued, the tone of Fifi's voice changed from the
plaintive wail to a passionate cry of pleasure, shortly evolving into a
definite scream as I could see her rigid member gush forth.
Then, the two brazen hussies turned their attention to me.
