Poor little humiliated sissy slut doesn’t know how to cope!
A humiliated sissy slut gets the treat he’s been waiting for. Johnny’s my little sissy toy, but he likes to go by Jenna now. It’s a cute little name, and it suits her a lot better, right? After all, she’s so passable by far that it’s easier to call her Jenna! She loves to dress up for me all the time. She likes to catch me by surprise and lean over to whisper or text me that she’s wearing some sexy lingerie. The best part? She loves to do this while we’re standing in a very public, open place. Sometimes he’s so brazen; it deserves a punishment! Of course, his favorite punishment is when I get rough while spanking his ass.
He likes to do that at the mall, or at the office building he works at when I come over to be his break time distraction. He’ll be hiding a sexy pair of pink lacy panties underneath his suit. Sometimes he even wears a tiny lace training bra underneath his casual work polo shirt. But guess what? All that needed to stop! He was teasing me and making me giggle from how he could just tell me he was all dressed up. This time it was my turn to make him let the world know about his little secrets. He sneaks around wearing sexy underwear all the time. But this time, the outside clothes were going to match.
I dressed him up very nicely one day.
I made him think he was getting a special little treat and that we’d play all afternoon indoors. Of course, I had a much more special gift in mind. He dressed up until he was all pretty and perfect. I even bought him a beautiful, long blonde wig. He took a little while to do his make-up, and I topped it off with a touch of pink lipstick. Then, he wore a flowy pink sundress. Of course, that wasn’t enough. I made him take it a step further. He looked gorgeous, alright, but it was time to slutty it up. I’d make him my humiliated sissy slut by adding a little whory clothing to it. Pink stiletto heels, pink fishnets.
There was so much work we needed to do. I made sure his push-up bra was showing just a little under that dress. He needed to show off to the world that he was a little kinkster. After all that, he thought it was all done. He was sexy, slutty, and a total humiliated sissy slut. I took pictures of him to taunt him with later, though he looked pretty sexy in them. But that wasn’t enough for me. It was time to add a little horror story to his day. I was going to make him a humiliated sissy slut for the afternoon. Once he thought we were done, I made him get in my car.
I took him for a drive.
The unfortunate thing must have thought that was the end to it, right? Other drivers saw him as we got stuck in heavy traffic. They saw the pretty blonde wig and thought he was a girl! He always blushed as we drove around the city for a while, but it wasn’t enough. I had fun making him squirm in his seat. But the fun wasn’t over yet. I was taking him to the big, pretty lingerie store at the biggest mall in town. All the sexy women and young girls shopped there. All the pained husbands and boyfriends who tagged along would often sit outside the store, too. Even a few closet sissies were roaming the store.
And I was taking my humiliated sissy slut along for the ride to show off for all of them. He was coming out to the world. You should have seen the fuss he put up! But I knew he was excited, from that little grin he got just when we parked at the mall, right before he started protesting. But no amount of pouty faces could change my mind. He was coming with me, and you should have seen the way his eyes lit up for a second as I brought him into the store. Everyone’s eyes were on him as he was shopping around, even though they tried not to stare.
He loved the attention.
It was something we’d had a little fetish phone sex about before. He always creamed his panties whenever we talked about me, forcing him to go out like that. But he still squirmed from being out in public like that. I even made him pick out some panties to go to the dressing room to try. I made him introduce himself to the dressing room assistant as Jenna. He grew so excited, scared, and thrilled all at once. His hard little cock almost poked through his panties while we were waiting for a fitting room to open up. So I prolonged his torture and also made him ask her for a few different sizes and colors, just to make it even more humiliating and exciting.
I think he had quite the little outing that day. Maybe next time we’ll have to try something a little different, a nightclub would be a change of pace.
