In the mall (sissy femdom story) Part 4

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In the mall (sissy femdom story) Part 4Part 4Two steps out of the shoe store and I knew the walk to my last stop was notgoing to be as uneventful as the walk here. I had several things going againstme. First, the mall was now quite busy and I could not avoid people by walkingalong the wall. Second, the heels she had put on my shoes were some sort ofmolded chromed shiny metal. They were in the mold of a very realistic peniswith veins, ridges and a very bulbous head. There was a prominent little slitand by design it was obvious I was walking on the cum hole. The damn thingsmade a very audible click with every step on the marble floor and naturallyattracted a lot of attention. Last and certainly not least was my outfit. I realized now that the black tightsweater it had on was almost a mistake. All it did was to accentuate mymaleness making the rest of me look totally ridiculous. The heels, the bondagelacing that went to my wrists, the little brass locks their making the storycomplete. And my nipples were sticking up through the top like some littleprepubescent school girl playing in cold water. The sign said boy toy slut, andit was a big neon sign!Damn, and it was a long walk too. I had to go past Victoria’s Secret and upanother wing of the mall. I knew the place. I went in there once with my wifeto buy a party dress. It was one of those upscale designer shops with tooexpensive clothes and their own line of everything. They had perfumes, jewelry,underwear, the works. The only thing I remembered about the place was the womanthat was working there. She was obviously the manager, real stern face, bossytype. The other girls all worked for her and everyone knew it. She wore thepants in that business, and what pants. They had to be sprayed on. There wereno panty lines under there. You could see everything. I’ve often wonderedsince how she sat in those things. As if I could do any better in the outfit Iwas wearing.I was putting on quite a show. People stopped and stared, pointed and giggled. The loudest giggles were after I passed by and they saw my spread cheeks andthin little G- string shorts peaking out from under my top. The blush waspermanent now, but that didn’t hide the slut make up I’m sure.Finally, I got there. There was no discrete entry this time. The click, clickof my heels on the tile floor heralded my arrival and the dragon queenimmediately swooped down on me. “What the fuck are you supposed to be?” Yup,she was a direct one. I don’t talk like that in a bar. What a bitch. Andthose pants, god how tight, you could tell she shaved down there it was thattight. Nice butt, like to have that some day, yeah right. The other girls weredoing their best to make themselves invisible. “Get in the back room and bequick about it”When she entered the store room, I was standing at attention, not that I coulddo much else. She walked around me humming and mumbling. “So they did theirbest and still you are going through with it. Well, I can’t let niğde escort the littlelezzie win. Hmm, obviously the appearance thing isn’t going to do it. I betthat lacing is a bit uncomfortable eh?”Her look demanded an answer. “Well, only when I breathe or move any part of mybody” She slapped my butt hard. They heard that outside. “When you speak, doso with respect and only in direct response to a question” No more smart Alectalk here, she wasn’t k**ding.Looking at me, she took note of the shoes, particularly the heels. An idea, Icould tell. She looks me in the eye and said “It’s all in how you accessorize,you’ve got to complete the look, accessories make the girl, or whatever you aresupposed to be. In your case we need something a bit daring. Oh and yes,something that will be nasty even when you stand still and hold your breath. Beright back, he he”Coming back into the room which a glass display case she said “Now we only havean hour so here how it goes. If at any time, you’ve had enough just say UNCLE. Everything else will be ignored and I’ll enjoy every squeal. I’ll just keepgoing until you say UNCLE …. and you will say UNCLE” she cluckedShe selected a big chunky pair or ear rings from the case. They looked likelittle candelabra. They were silly looking really, too big and gaudy, just likethese places. With a pair of scissors from her desk she clipped off two of thecandles at their base and two more just below the candle top. Thetransformation was magic. I blushed again. The earrings now featured a largecandle in the center now with only two candle holders one on each side. Sheheld it to my own exposed crotch “perfect, only mine’s bigger than yours” Shewas right, proportionately that was a huge cock, and the way the candle holderssat off to the side was just like my own well-separated balls.With a smile she took a bottle of purple nail polish and painted the end of thecandle on each earring. Oh shit, no suggestiveness now. Those were two bigpurple headed erect cocks to adorn my ears.”And now the fun part.” She said. “There are two ways to pierce ears, the newway, quick, relatively painless, and well boring. For you we have these” Withthat she showed me a pair of little gold clamps. Sort of like and spike andanvil. “They are meant to be used over several days, not very pleasant, no oneuses them anymore, except me. I’ve insisted all my staff understand the pains awoman has to go though for fashion. I particularly enjoy the teen girls, theysquirm and squeal each time I tighten the screw.” Now for you we’ll speed upthe process over the next hour. Ready to give?”I thought about it but teenage girls, well if they can take it so could I. Whatdifference could a few days versus an hour make? This was a real pain bitch. Ismiled and turned my head to present my ear to her. “Good she said, I washoping for at least a little fun” SHIT that hurt. Not a little nip no, she dugthat screw in and I’m sure drew blood. She saw my pain and chuckled. escort niğde “Otherear please” I turned and the sensation was repeated. Every couple of minutesshe reached over and tightened the screws, and as I winched she looked at mewith a look that said “Say UNCLE” Bitch, I had no intention of giving her thesatisfaction. She stood back and admired her work. “Perfect, now to complete the look.” Shetold me to remove the sweater and with some trepidation I did so. I was verycareful to not ruin my hair job. Rose had to see the silly boyish look before Iclaimed my prize. With my sweater off the full extent of the lacing wasvisible. I could tell the bitch was taken aback. It was the first time in a long timeshe had been speechless I bet. “My god” she exclaimed as she fingered thelaces. “Who on earth did this work, it’s beautiful. And these” she saidfingering my leather clad tightly wrapped balls “These must hurt like hell. Ohyeah, only when you breathe!” With that she gave my still hard cock a squeezeand reached to tighten the clips on my ears again. Stopping as she reached up,she said “No wait, I have an idea …. Jenny come here.”In response to that in walks this sweet little teenager. Tight sweater, shortskirt, little platform heels. She’s maybe a senior in high school or first yearcollege. Her eyes damn near watered as she looked at the bondage slut standingbefore her. She spent a whole minute looking me up and down and stopped toblush as she saw my very obvious bound and displayed genitals. She noticed theclips on my ears and seemed to know their significance. I had the felling shehad been through this before. Maybe on her own body.The bitch spoke up. “You said you wanted to get me back some day girl, howwould you like to use our little whipping boy here.” With a sweet smile shelooked at the floor and nods. “Good, first tighten his screw one complete turn,not the 1/4 turn I used on you, you remember how don’t you” She literallygasped and I could feel the heat from her blush. The dragon lady had some funwith this one I bet. I couldn’t hold back and squealed and squirmed when Jennydid each ear. I looked again at the sweet little girl and saw a wicked grin. She had her legs
spread in a defiant stance and it was a whole new look. Abitch in training. And the dragon lady was pleased, and I could see a look ofapproval.Jenny stood there looking at me for a moment and then spoke for the first timesince entering the room. “He can’t leave wearing that sweater can he?” Notwaiting for an answer, she spun on her heel and left the room. I swear sheaccentuated the wiggle in that cute little butt of hers just to bother me, andit did. She came back in a minute carrying a few items of clothing from thestore.The dragon lady just sat back and smiled as her protege held first one item upto me and then another, each commented with little quips like “not bold enough”,”too simple”, “too plain”, etc. Finally she held a light-blue top that wasactually niğde escort bayan part of a cover up set for a matching bikini. Cover up was anexaggeration. It was in a light gauze and had short little puffy sleeves andonly came down just below the bust. The two sides came together in a deep V andit tied together in the front with a simple knot. With a giggle she took it offthe hanger and tied it around me.Looking in a mirror across the room, I was mortified. The top only served toaccentuate my huge breasts and the tight lacing that held them and my whole bodycaptive. I cursed the thin lacy bra again as it just made a more effeminatepicture. All except for my crotch and silly hair do that is.While I stood there staring, the dragon queen came up behind me and let me watchas she slowly tightened the screws in my ears and the booth suggested I say”UNCLE” as each ear was completed. I squealed and swore but I held true and Ihave the pierced ears to prove it! They each put in an earring and I thoughtthe picture was complete. And what a picture! Pure, unadulterated, boy toyslut. Totally feminized, but with enough of the male showing and a few gaudyaccessories to ensure no one was fooled. They both were so sure I would walkout of the store like that. But they didn’t know how much I liked that maidoutfit.When I went to leave, they both jumped. “Oh shit, you wouldn’t dare. Youcan’t. She can’t win. Hold it one last touch.” With that Jenny actuallyblushed as she went to a locker in back and took out her purse. Reaching in shetook out a necklace with a large medallion. She took of the medallion andwalking up to me turned to her boss and said “I have to wear this when myboyfriend picks me up, but this is an emergency, he’ll understand.” With thatshe pinned the medallion to the front of the leather choker around my neck.The dragon lady came over and looked at it closely and said “I always wonderedabout you and him, now I know” Jenny was blushing more that I had all day. Thishad to be very embarrassing for her. I wondered why. I didn’t have to wonderlong as the bitch held up a hand mirror for me to look. The medallion wasactually a large cameo. It was either ivory or a good look alike. On it inblack ebony was a silhouette of a very buxom girl on her knees. Her hands werepulled back to her ankles in a sort of kneeling hogtie which only served toaccentuate her large boobs. Her hair was brushed back to expose her face. Shewas kneeling before a very well endowed man and her mouth was stuffed with avery large cock. I gasped as I realized this was a cock sucker’s badge ofhonor. No wonder Jenny was blushing. But now I was wearing it. And somethingthat big was going to be noticed.Now for the first time I considered losing the maid outfit. I might have givenin, except the dragon lady was so sure of herself she grabbed the scissors madelike she was going to cut the laces on my back. Before she could take a step,and before I could think about the consequences, I strode out of the back roomand through the shop out into the mall. Behind me I could hear the commotionand screams as the dragon lady lost it and her staff was near dying in laughter.Next …. back to where it all started.

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