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That night, just before we left the tavern in our separate cars, she tells me that when we get home I am to get in her car, in the back seat, buckle up, and not say a word. I drive home not knowing what to think. it usually takes me about 15 minutes to get home, and this night was no exception, However she was there before I even turned onto our street. I parked and got in her backseat on the passenger side, buckled my seatbelt and waited. She got out and walked to my side of the car, opened the door and said "pull your sleeves back and hold your hands out." I did and she reached under my seat. she put our leather wrist cuffs on my wrists, locked them, and bound them together.

 
 

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then she told me to put my ankles together where she lifted my jean legs and put the ankle cuffs on me, locked them and bound them together. then she produced the blindfold and ball gag from under the seat and placed them in the appropriate place. she got back in the car and started driving.

after about an hour of silence she spoke up, "do you know what we are doing?" I shook my head and grunted a negative response. "do you know where we are going?" ask then asked." I once again gave a head shake. "good, when we get there you are to act as if this is exactly what we came here for. don't act out of the ordinary at all. if you act in a manner other than calm and confident you will be severally punished." at that she reached back and knocked on the cb6000 that i had been wearing for 2 weeks now without release.

after another hour and a half or so we came to a stop, she turned the car off and got out. my door opened and I was unbound, unblindfolded, and ungagged while my cuffs remained locked on. "remember what I said" she grunted as she grabbed at my caged cock.

when my eyes regained their sight I saw that we were in another city in a walmart parking lot. they were still open despite the late hour. I got out and shut the door. we walked inside and she grabbed a basket and told me to push. we first went to food section for a box of Bon bons, Oreos and some whipped cream in a can, and a jug of vinegar.  next we go by the pharmacy and pick up two boxes of condoms. i could only imagine what those were for since we have not used condoms since she got her iud.

next we went by the dressing rooms where there was an attendant. she asked the attendant when the dressing rooms were to be closing to which she replied "about an hour." "perfect" she said... perfect for what? perfect for the beginning of the most humiliating, exciting night of my life.

she turns to me and says "for the next hour you WILL do everything I ask of you or you will regret it." we walk toward the ladies section where she starts picking through the dresses and skirts and blouses. she puts several items in the basket. next she walks toward the lingerie section and starts to thumb through things, every now and again holding the most frilly girly panties and bras up to my body as if trying to size them
up on me.

she starts putting some in the basket. we then go to the dressing rooms where the attendant turns to her and asks her how many garments she wants to try on and she says all of them. the attendant turns, grabs a 10+ hanger, puts it on a door and unlocks it. she then pushes me forward and whispers "go ahead, make sure they fit well." the attendant gives me a very strange look as I walk into the dressing room. while I was taking my clothes off I hear her tell the attendant that I love wearing lacy things. they both snicker and giggle.

I try on all everything and pull a few things out that did not fit but I still had the majority of things that were brought into the dressing room. when I walked out of the dressing room the attendant gave me a sheepish grin and said "did you find anything you liked?" "I guess," was the only response I could muster. she said "oh, I think he found plenty."

we start walking to the register and she tells me to pay for everything and meet her at the car, load everything in the backseat next to me, get in and don't ask questions. she also tells me that if I'm asked that everything was for me. she then walks off and out the door. I am very thankful that a friend of mine paid me back some money he owed me earlier that day in cash. I did not want them to
know my name.

I pay, walk to the car, load everything in the seat next to mine, get in and she locks me down once again, blindfold and all. after another half hour we stop and tells me to sit there and be quiet. she gets out and returns five minutes later and seems to park somewhere. he gets out and takes all the walmart bags out. she opens my door, unbuckles my seatbelt and tells to carry the bags in. she hands me the bags and walks to the back door of the car. she takes what sounds like a suite case out of the back and wheels it over to where I stand blindfolded, gagged, and cuffed. she grabs my arm and walks me to a door, unlocks it an walks me
in.

we walk into what's seems like a lift. in no time our lift stops and I am once again led blindly down a corridor until we reach what I presume is our room. she puts the key in the door and leads me in. we stop just inside the door and she tells me to stand still. she walks off and returns to take my bags. when she comes back she innings my hands and tells me to strip and try to fold my clothes neatly and place them on the floor to my right then kneel for inspection.  I very quickly remove my clothes and fold them neatly as she asked, this is part of my routine anyway so it was rather easy for me to do blindfolded.

when she returns she removes the gag but not the blindfold and asks me if I'm worthy of her attention. "yes ma'am, I offer you my head." she pokes and prods at my mouth and opens it wide and says "I guess it's adequate. what else do you have to offer your queen most high?" "I offer my chest." she begins to tweak my nipples between her fingers. I wretch in the sudden pain from her fingernails that she is digging into the tip of my now erect nipples. "ok, that is a little better, but I need more." "I offer you my ass for your pleasure." "now that is something worth inspecting," she says as she walks to my back and bends over.

she snaps on a glove she must have had close by and presses her lubed finger into my waiting "sissy hole." after probing for several minutes and adding another two fingers She says "very nice, now you will feel a little more pressure so bear down on it." when I feel the hard plastic of the butt plug touch my now lubed opening I bear down and accept the device that I know will stretch me wide. she then locks it in place with harness she bought last month.

"that was nice indeed but I am still not satisfied, what else can you offer me?" "I offer my cock to you for your pleasure and my frustration." at that she swings around and grabs my balls and pulls straight down with a force that I have never felt. it feels like she is ripping them off. I scream at the top of my lungs. "don't worry about people hearing you, we are the only people in this hotel. you see, I found out that this place is closing tomorrow for renovations so I booked a room and slipped the guy a tip to close early. everyone is gone until morning. you can scream all you like and no one will care!" I almost fell over with pain and shock.

"stand up" she said. I stand up, still in shock and pain, and she grabs my ass and says, "we are going to have a little fun tonight, since we are all alone in this hotel... or are we alone? the truth is that at the moment we are indeed alone but in a few hours we will have a visitor or two... maybe even three or more.  you will treat them like they are extensions of me. if someone says just you had better assume the height and start jumping. I am about to take your blindfold off and we can get started.

I am also removing your cock cage because we have some work to do on that as well. before I do that, however, I need to know if you are still committed to being my sub, if you are I want you to say so in a minute. I also want you to know that, after tonight, things will be different. I will give you  two minutes to think this very serious matter over. if you agree stay in here if you no longer want to be in this sort of relationship then you may leave. the keys to the car are now in your hand along with the keys to your cuffs and cock cage. my jeep is down stairs with five thousand dollars in it along with some clothes.

you can't stay here but you can't go home. we will remain married but I don't want to see or hear from you for at least a month. do you understand what I am telling you?" "yes ma'am, I fully understand." "ok," she says, "then you have two minutes."

I hear her open the door, walk out and away. there is no question in my mind that I want to carry on, after all, I am the one who asked her to dominate over me. so I put the keys on the floor and kick them away from me. as soon as I do that she grabs my ass and says "that was the best response. I knew you wouldn't disappoint." she never left the room. she took my cage off and rubbed my poor aching erection to soothe it after weeks of confinement.

"are you ready?" she asks and I shake my head yes. she slowly removes my blindfold to reveal a room that is almost completely empty except the bags I brought in, a suitcase and a chair. "this is where you will be modeling your new look for me. let's start off with a nice bra and panty set. take those bags into the bathroom and put on a few things. try on the prettiest set you bought tonight and come out to model it for me," she insisted. "also let's make sure you reduce the blood flow from that pathetic little cock of yours, don't go off and blow your load though, I have plans for that later.\

just loose erection." so I pick up the bags and take them into the bathroom where I start trying to think of things the would turn off my desire... it was hard but after I picked out a pair of pink lace boy cut panties and the bra that matched my raging hard on fell finally and slowly fell limp. I slid the panties on and fumbled around with the bra for a minute or two until I finally had the hooks hooked and the straps over my shoulders.

I decided to face away from the mirror because I feared two things, one that I would like what I see and two that my erection would return I managed to get everything situated without even a glance at myself. the binding feeling of the bra and the strange feel of the lacy panties were rather foreign to me, when I was a lot younger I played around with things either my mom had around or that I could find at her wedding shop. that stuff never fit me, it was always too big so I never really got the feel for them. they also never were lacy or frilly. i felt almost regretful that I told her that I did those things and that I imagined doing them again.

I gathered up all the courage I could, opened the door, and walked out to face her sitting in the chair now wearing one of her Dom outfits, knee high boots and all. "hmmm, you look but... I think we need to adjust a few things first." she said and motioned me closer. she slid my panties off and then grabbed my balls and fiddled with them for a minute then all of a sudden POP they were gone, she had pushed them back in my pelvic cavity. "press here" moving my hand over where my balls had been. she reach beside her and produced another pair of panties, this one looked odd though.

she slipped my legs through the holes then slid them almost on me. she then took over holding my balls in place while she manipulated my still soft cock into the cavity as well then pulled the panties up to my waist. these panties were a lot tighter than the others but they seemed to keep my cock and balls in place. she then put my lacy panties back on and started to inspect her work. not satisfied she reached into her suitcase and produce two breast forms and slid them into my bra.

then she stepped back and started to inspect me again, walking around and around, looking up and down my oddly covered body. "I think that will do for now. turn toward that wall." as I did I noticed my camera set up on a tripod and before I could protest she hit the wireless remote button and snap flash a picture was taken. I knew there was no way I could get my hands on that camera to delete that shot so I just resigned to my humiliation.

"now that all that is out of the way I want you to pick out the sexiest outfit you bought tonight. I think that there is a black dress in there that will make your new figure look great." I walked back to the bathroom and found the dress in one of the bags and put it on. I had not tried it on, nor did I even see it in the store. I slip it on over all my new underwear and look in the mirror. I am in shock once again. i could never had imagined that she would want me to do this. I always thought she hated the idea of me cross dressing, but here I was... caught in her spell of dominance and control standing in front of a mirror wearing a matching bra and panty set with no bulge and boobs in a tight black dress. what has happened?

"have you got it on yet?" "yes ma'am,"squeaked from my mouth. "well come on, model for me."

I step out of the bathroom and she gave me a very disgusted look. "that's not right. there's something missing. OH I know. hang on... go into the bathroom, hike up you dress and sit on the toilet." I obey and wait for her to come into the bathroom with my body shaver (I'm rather hairy and I trim it all off every few weeks, actually I did it the day before this so most of my body was smooth), and my razor. she walked over to the sink and turned the hot water on to full the sink. "I will show you how to do it this time, you will have to do it yourself from now on," she instructed me on shaving techniques before she started the task. after the sink was full she started shaving my legs with my body trimmer then she started shaving my legs clean.

there was not a hair one left when she finished. she dried my legs off and walked back out of the room. I sat there rubbing my silky smooth legs when she returned with a pair of hose, garters, and a pair of black heels. she told me how to put the hose on then the garters and finally the shoes. "fry and stand up and follow me," she said. it took me a few tries but I finally was able to stand up and start walking. we made it into bedroom when she turned around and put a wig on me. she turned me toward a mirror hanging on the wall so i can see how I look.

it was strange to say the least. as expected, however, I did feel very sexy and naughty. the only problem was that is was very uncomfortable. besides the new clothes and shoes feeling strange but my balls were shoved in my body and I still had a butt plug crammed into my ass.

next came the makeup. she opens her make up kit and starts to work. after five minutes or so she moves out of the way of the mirror so I could see. it was surreal. I looked completely different. I have never felt so strange. the marveling only lasted a second, however, as she clearly had other plans for us. she quickly turned me away from the mirror and secured my hands behind my back. she led me out of the room and down the hall to the lift. we get in and she presses the button for the ground floor. I feel a rush of embarrassment when the doors open and I hear a crowd of people. she turns to me and says "have fun" as she pushes me into the hotel bar where there is a sea of faceless shadows that I can not see due to the epic darkness...

after about an hour of silence she spoke up, "do you know what we are doing?" I shook my head and grunted a negative response. "do you know where we are going?" ask then asked." I once again gave a head shake. "good, when we get there you are to act as if this is exactly what we came here for. don't act out of the ordinary at all. if you act in a manner other than calm and confident you will be severally punished." at that she reached back and knocked on the cb6000 that i had been wearing for 2 weeks now without release.


after another hour and a half or so we came to a stop, she turned the car off and got out. my door opened and I was unbound, unblindfolded, and ungagged while my cuffs remained locked on. "remember what I said" she grunted as she grabbed at my caged cock.


when my eyes regained their sight I saw that we were in another city in a walmart parking lot. they were still open despite the late hour. I got out and shut the door. we walked inside and she grabbed a basket and told me to push. we first went to food section for a box of Bon bons, Oreos and some whipped cream in a can, and a jug of vinegar.  next we go by the pharmacy and pick up two boxes of condoms. i could only imagine what those were for since we have not used condoms since she got her iud.


next we went by the dressing rooms where there was an attendant. she asked the attendant when the dressing rooms were to be closing to which she replied "about an hour." "perfect" she said... perfect for what? perfect for the beginning of the most humiliating, exciting night of my life.


she turns to me and says "for the next hour you WILL do everything I ask of you or you will regret it." we walk toward the ladies section where she starts picking through the dresses and skirts and blouses. she puts several items in the basket. next she walks toward the lingerie section and starts to thumb through things, every now and again holding the most frilly girly panties and bras up to my body as if trying to size them up on me. she starts putting some in the basket. we then go to the dressing rooms where the attendant turns to her and asks her how many garments she wants to try on and she says all of them. the attendant turns, grabs a 10+ hanger, puts it on a door and unlocks it.

she then pushes me forward and whispers "go ahead, make sure they fit well." the attendant gives me a very strange look as I walk into the dressing room. while I was taking my clothes off I hear her tell the attendant that I love wearing lacy things. they both snicker and giggle. I try on all everything and pull a few things out that did not fit but I still had the majority of things that were brought into the dressing room. when I walked out of the dressing room the attendant gave me a sheepish grin and said "did you find anything you liked?" "I guess," was the only response I could muster. she said "oh, I think he found plenty."


we start walking to the register and she tells me to pay for everything and meet her at the car, load everything in the backseat next to me, get in and don't ask questions. she also tells me that if I'm asked that everything was for me. she then walks off and out the door. I am very thankful that a friend of mine paid me back some money he owed me earlier that day in cash. I did not want them to know my name.


I pay, walk to the car, load everything in the seat next to mine, get in and she locks me down once again, blindfold and all. after another half hour we stop and tells me to sit there and be quiet. she gets out and returns five minutes later and seems to park somewhere. he gets out and takes all the walmart bags out. she opens my door, unbuckles my seatbelt and tells to carry the bags in. she hands me the bags and walks to the back door of the car. she takes what sounds like a suite case out of the back and wheels it over to where I stand blindfolded, gagged, and cuffed.

she grabs my arm and walks me to a door, unlocks it an walks me in. we walk into what's seems like a lift. in no time our lift stops and I am once again led blindly down a corridor until we reach what I presume is our room. she puts the key in the door and leads me in. we stop just inside the door and she tells me to stand still. she walks off and returns to take my bags. when she comes back she innings my hands and tells me to strip and try to fold my clothes neatly and place them on the floor to my right then kneel for inspection.  I very quickly remove my clothes and fold them neatly as she asked, this is part of my routine anyway so it was rather easy for me to do blindfolded.


when she returns she removes the gag but not the blindfold and asks me if I'm worthy of her attention. "yes ma'am, I offer you my head." she pokes and prods at my mouth and opens it wide and says "I guess it's adequate. what else do you have to offer your queen most high?" "I offer my chest." she begins to tweak my nipples between her fingers. I wretch in the sudden pain from her fingernails that she is digging into the tip of my now erect nipples. "ok, that is a little better, but I need more." "I offer you my ass for your pleasure." "now that is something worth inspecting," she says as she walks to my back and bends over. she snaps on a glove she must have had close by and presses her lubed finger into my waiting "sissy hole."

after probing for several minutes and adding another two fingers She says "very nice, now you will feel a little more pressure so bear down on it." when I feel the hard plastic of the butt plug touch my now lubed opening I bear down and accept the device that I know will stretch me wide. she then locks it in place with harness she bought last month.


"that was nice indeed but I am still not satisfied, what else can you offer me?" "I offer my cock to you for your pleasure and my frustration." at that she swings around and grabs my balls and pulls straight down with a force that I have never felt. it feels like she is ripping them off. I scream at the top of my lungs. "don't worry about people hearing you, we are the only people in this hotel. you see, I found out that this place is closing tomorrow for renovations so I booked a room and slipped the guy a tip to close early. everyone is gone until morning. you can scream all you like and no one will care!" I almost fell over with pain and shock.


"stand up" she said. I stand up, still in shock and pain, and she grabs my ass and says, "we are going to have a little fun tonight, since we are all alone in this hotel... or are we alone? the truth is that at the moment we are indeed alone but in a few hours we will have a visitor or two... maybe even three or more.  you will treat them like they are extensions of me. if someone says just you had better assume the height and start jumping. I am about to take your blindfold off and we can get started. I am also removing your cock cage because we have some work to do on that as well. before I do that, however, I need to know if you are still committed to being my sub, if you are I want you to say so in a minute.

I also want you to know that, after tonight, things will be different. I will give you  two minutes to think this very serious matter over. if you agree stay in here if you no longer want to be in this sort of relationship then you may leave. the keys to the car are now in your hand along with the keys to your cuffs and cock cage. my jeep is down stairs with five thousand dollars in it along with some clothes. you can't stay here but you can't go home. we will remain married but I don't want to see or hear from you for at least a month. do you understand what I am telling you?" "yes ma'am, I fully understand." "ok," she says, "then you have two minutes."


I hear her open the door, walk out and away. there is no question in my mind that I want to carry on, after all, I am the one who asked her to dominate over me. so I put the keys on the floor and kick them away from me. as soon as I do that she grabs my ass and says "that was the best response. I knew you wouldn't disappoint." she never left the room. she took my cage off and rubbed my poor aching erection to soothe it after weeks of confinement.


"are you ready?" she asks and I shake my head yes. she slowly removes my blindfold to reveal a room that is almost completely empty except the bags I brought in, a suitcase and a chair. "this is where you will be modeling your new look for me. let's start off with a nice bra and panty set. take those bags into the bathroom and put on a few things. try on the prettiest set you bought tonight and come out to model it for me," she insisted. "also let's make sure you reduce the blood flow from that pathetic little cock of yours, don't go off and blow your load though, I have plans for that later. just loose erection."

so I pick up the bags and take them into the bathroom where I start trying to think of things the would turn off my desire... it was hard but after I picked out a pair of pink lace boy cut panties and the bra that matched my raging hard on fell finally and slowly fell limp. I slid the panties on and fumbled around with the bra for a minute or two until I finally had the hooks hooked and the straps over my shoulders.


I decided to face away from the mirror because I feared two things, one that I would like what I see and two that my erection would return I managed to get everything situated without even a glance at myself. the binding feeling of the bra and the strange feel of the lacy panties were rather foreign to me, when I was a lot younger I played around with things either my mom had around or that I could find at her wedding shop. that stuff never fit me, it was always too big so I never really got the feel for them. they also never were lacy or frilly. i felt almost regretful that I told her that I did those things and that I imagined doing them again.

I gathered up all the courage I could, opened the door, and walked out to face her sitting in the chair now wearing one of her Dom outfits, knee high boots and all. "hmmm, you look but... I think we need to adjust a few things first." she said and motioned me closer. she slid my panties off and then grabbed my balls and fiddled with them for a minute then all of a sudden POP they were gone, she had pushed them back in my pelvic cavity. "press here" moving my hand over where my balls had been. she reach beside her and produced another pair of panties, this one looked odd though. she slipped my legs through the holes then slid them almost on me.

she then took over holding my balls in place while she manipulated my still soft cock into the cavity as well then pulled the panties up to my waist. these panties were a lot tighter than the others but they seemed to keep my cock and balls in place. she then put my lacy panties back on and started to inspect her work. not satisfied she reached into her suitcase and produce two breast forms and slid them into my bra.

then she stepped back and started to inspect me again, walking around and around, looking up and down my oddly covered body. "I think that will do for now. turn toward that wall." as I did I noticed my camera set up on a tripod and before I could protest she hit the wireless remote button and snap flash a picture was taken. I knew there was no way I could get my hands on that camera to delete that shot so I just resigned to my humiliation.


"now that all that is out of the way I want you to pick out the sexiest outfit you bought tonight. I think that there is a black dress in there that will make your new figure look great." I walked back to the bathroom and found the dress in one of the bags and put it on. I had not tried it on, nor did I even see it in the store. I slip it on over all my new underwear and look in the mirror. I am in shock once again. i could never had imagined that she would want me to do this. I always thought she hated the idea of me cross dressing, but here I was... caught in her spell of dominance and control standing in front of a mirror wearing a matching bra and panty set with no bulge and boobs in a tight black dress. what has happened?


"have you got it on yet?" "yes ma'am,"squeaked from my mouth. "well come on, model for me."


I step out of the bathroom and she gave me a very disgusted look. "that's not right. there's something missing. OH I know. hang on... go into the bathroom, hike up you dress and sit on the toilet." I obey and wait for her to come into the bathroom with my body shaver (I'm rather hairy and I trim it all off every few weeks, actually I did it the day before this so most of my body was smooth), and my razor. she walked over to the sink and turned the hot water on to full the sink. "I will show you how to do it this time, you will have to do it yourself from now on," she instructed me on shaving techniques before she started the task. after the sink was full she started shaving my legs with my body trimmer then she started shaving my legs clean. there was not a hair one left when she finished. she dried my legs off and walked back out of the room. I sat there rubbing my silky smooth legs when she returned with a pair of hose, garters, and a pair of black heels. she told me how to put the hose on then the garters and finally the shoes. "fry and stand up and follow me," she said. it took me a few tries but I finally was able to stand up and start walking. we made it into bedroom when she turned around and put a wig on me. she turned me toward a mirror hanging on the wall so i can see how I look. it was strange to say the least. as expected, however, I did feel very sexy and naughty. the only problem was that is was very uncomfortable. besides the new clothes and shoes feeling strange but my balls were shoved in my body and I still had a butt plug crammed into my ass.


next came the makeup. she opens her make up kit and starts to work. after five minutes or so she moves out of the way of the mirror so I could see. it was surreal. I looked completely different. I have never felt so strange. the marveling only lasted a second, however, as she clearly had other plans for us. she quickly turned me away from the mirror and secured my hands behind my back. she led me out of the room and down the hall to the lift. we get in and she presses the button for the ground floor. I feel a rush of embarrassment when the doors open and I hear a crowd of people. she turns to me and says "have fun" as she pushes me into the hotel bar where there is a sea of faceless shadows that I can not see due to the epic darkness...




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