From alt.sex.stories.tg Sun Jun 2 23:58:08 1996 Path: mordred.cc.jyu.fi!news.csc.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!howland.reston.ans.net!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in2.uu.net!news.i-link.net!usenet ~~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg ~~Organization: I-Link ~Lines: 106 Message-ID: dQZrxY5faFfQ090yn@i-link.net ~Reply-To: LabRat@i-link.net (Karen Mitchell) NNTP-Posting-Host: austin-1-13.i-link.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit
I did not write this and you must be 18 or over to read it as it may contain a great deal of adult explicit sexuality. If this is offensive do not read - delete file. For those of us who enjoy .... enjoy! Please do not ask for files by e-mail - I can barely keep up with what I have now.
Laurie's birthday ordeal
Once again my Mistress has ordered me to inform all of my 'sisters' of my latest MISS-Adventure. Last Monday was my birthday and my Mistress wanted to ensure that I have a very memborable day, but i must first inform you that i am attired as directed while writing to all of you. My legs are encased in shimmery white tights and on my feet are my five inch black stilleto heeled shoes. i enjoy wearing them very much but they DO HURT SO BAD when i've been in them for several hours and not allowed to sit. So now you have the picture, i'm standing at my computer while writing this. i also have on a lovely pink bra and panty set, very lacey and feminine, the bra cups filled with balled up pantyhose. Yes, my tits are too small and the cups must be enhanced, but they do fill out my pink full length slip nicely. i only am wearing lipstick, also pink, while i write this because i may have to make a hasty retreat to my normal self when it comes time for my wife to arrive because she does not approve of my other self. Nonetheless, my Mistress enjoys my predicament and having to work around my wifes schedule. She thinks it adds to the excitement.
Getting back to my birthday, which is why i am writing all of this... my Mistress decided that it was time for me to get some new lingerie and what a better time than as a birthday gift. i was ordered into my 'special underdressing attire' for the shopping trip. i had the day off work so SHE had me under HER spell for most of the day. The attire consists of panties, pantyhose, small nipple clips that don't protrude too much, they remind me of bobbie pins but are soooo tight...topped off with a full length body shaper girdle of which my Mistress has sewn the crotch closed. This makes trips to the bathroom very difficult, and She ensures that i drink plenty of fluids when i am wearing it. Over this i am allowed to wear my normal male shirt and slacks. The shoes are flats that don't look too feminine, but when i wear them in public, i know everyone can tell they are women's shoes. However, from my house to the car and while in the car i'm required to be in my high heeled red pumps. Keep in mind that i'm in the passenger seat and Mistress insists on stopping at drive thru restraunts to keep getting me more to drink. This does two things at once, it embarresses me by having my red heels on display while in the car and makes it more and more uncomfortable as the need to pee increases.
Finally, we arrive at the mall. As Mistress decides to park in a somewhat deserted area of the parking lot, she insists on my getting out of the car and openining her door for her before She will allow me to change my shoes. As i make my way to her door with my heels clicking on the cement another car drives by adding to my embarressment.
As i change my shoes in the parking lot, Mistress hands me a small bag that contains a sanitary napkin and what i thought were two 35mm film containers. Oh no, She plans on taking pictures, what next. It turns out the film containers do not have film in them, but are filled with a red fluid. She states that it is my time of the month and i should become familiar with the feel of having to wear a soggy pad all day. She orders me to go into the first bathroom we come to and put the pad in my panties, then empty the contents of one of the canisters into it. Then pull up my panties and get dressed and continue shopping.
Getting out of and into the girdle is not an easy task in a stall of the mens room. Having been ordered to wear a pad before, i was familiar with that aspect of it but not a wet one, it felt terrible and i could only hope it didn't leak into my light colored slacks. Mistress said the expression on my face was precious when i came out of the mens room. We then headed for the lingerie section of Carson's where She insisted that i pick out "something special" for my birthday. She did this while the sales lady was standing next to me and i don't think anyone could have turned a brighter shade of red than i did when the sales lady asked me what size i wore and what colors i thought i looked good in. Mistress and the sales lady both giggled as i gave her my sizes. Mistress was delighted in my selection, pink panties, lace trimed of course, size 7, a matching pink bra in a 38b, and a pink garter belt in a large. Mistress' next move caught me completely off gard when She took my credit card out of Her purse (She insists on carrying my wallet when we go shopping), its one of the new Mastercards with a picture on it so the sales lady knew my name. Next she asked for my home phone number, insisting it was store policy. The sales lady even asked Mistress if it was the correct number as i gave it to her. Mistress told her to please be discrete as my wife was not aware of my activities while in my panties. Do you have any idea how badily i shudder anytime the phone rings now, its maddening.
The next stop was at another mens room where i was ordered to empty the contents of the other container into my pad. Thank goodness they are able to hold an enormus amount of fluid because it didn't leak onto my slacks but it certanily was uncomfortable.
Mistress decided we should continue my birthday at Her apartment because She wanted me in my party dress and the mall was NOT the place for that. Back at Her car i opened Her door and She handed me my red heels and made me change them before walking around to my door and getting in the car. Thinking i had gotten away with no one seeing me, Mistress pointed out a car full of teen aged girls parked across form us. They were all laughing and pointing when we pulled out of the parking spece. She asked if i would like to invite them to my birthday party and i said no thanks, please just go.
Back at Mistresses apartment, i was ordered into my maids outfit to clean up and get the place ready for a party. Then i was allowed a nice scented bubble bath and Mistress did my makeup and dressed me in a beautiful red satiny knee length party dress. It was a private party, just Mistress and myself, but it was VERY INTERRESTING. Mistress has said that i must tell anyone who orders me to, the things She made me do at the party.
Yes Mistress, i'll let them know where to reach me.... Laurie M at Carolyn's Closet BBS (612) 891 1225.