Message-ID: <6842eli$9803101837@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: "Brian Dickens" <BrianBrian@worldnet.att.net> Subject: Female-male Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6e2d1t$89v@bgtnsc03.worldnet.att.net> Her Rules We had planned our first meeting. We were going to have lunch and you instructed me to meet you at a mall near where you live. I showed up at the appropriate time and was waiting in a seating area for you. You kept me waiting for a little while. I knew you would proably do this so I was not suprised. And I knew I had better not be late. FInally you showed, you walked up to where I was sitting, I started to get up but you told me to remain seated. You knew I was nervous about our meeting and just remaining seated while you stood in front of me only made it worse. Finally you sat beside me. You told me there was a restruant in the mall that you liked and wanted to have lunch there. We began to walk toward the restruant. Then you stopped to look at something in one of the stores windows. You told me to hold your purse while you went inside to get a better look at the item you were interested in. When you came back you told be I looked cute with my purse. It was ironic because I was just thinking about how uncomfortable I felt with your purse. Clearly you sensed this, so you told me to continue to carry it for you. We started walking again but now you followed behind me. Now it looked like it was my purse, instead of some man carrying a purse for the lady he was with. I was getting a few glances but I tried to remain cool. As we finally got near the restruant you walked in with me. You spoke up and requested a table for us. I kept thinking you would ask for your purse back but you never did, so I sat it beside me at hte table. We sat down and you asked me about myself. As I was telling you more about me you looked at me very sensously and asked me if I was Hard. I wasnt ready for that question but the truth was that I was very hard. You told me to stand up so you could see. Fournately I had on a jacket so I stood up and took it off. My hardon was clearly visible. I sat back down. You told me that when I hear you say the word "red" that I am to open your purse, take what is inside and go to the bathroom and put it on. I had no idea what it may be. I was having all kinds of thoughts. Some really scared me, others excited me. But I was nervous. You also told me that as I walked to the bast room I could obstruct from view what I had, but that I could not completely hide it. And that I had to do this immeadiately when you said the word "red". We talked for a little bit more and than the waitress approached. She asked us if we would like anything to drink or appetizers. You asked me what I would like, I ordered a Makers and water. Than for you self you said you would like a "red" wine. Well immeadiately I opened your purse. I saw a pair of panties and I took them out, while the waitress watched and got up and went to the bathroom to put them on. I held them in one hand but you could see part of the fabric out of each side of my fist. I put them on inside the mens rooms. I felt pretty foolish. Here I was having just met you and now I was putting on a pair of your panties in a public place. I came back to the table, you were smiling, please with the control you had over me. Knowing I was now even hornier. You asked me how I liked wearing your panties? I told you they were a little tight but I didnt mind. Well you said maybe we will just have to get you some in your size. And you just smiled an evil smile. My drink was there when I got back, I took a big drink. A few minutes later the waitress came back to take our orders. She looked and me like I was some kind of wimp. Your ordered your meal and then the waiterss asked what your "Panty Slave" would like? It was one thing having you know what was going on but having this waitress in on it was very humilating. But I went ahead and ordered. We had a pretty nice meal, the conversation was erotic, but reserved. The waiterss kept looking at me and smiling. Every now and then I would see her whispering to another employee and pointing at me, but what was I to do. We finally finished lunch and were leaving the restruant. We started walking through the mall. I saw a Victoria's Secret up ahead and you said there were some things in there you needed to get. Together we went inside and I watched you look at several different items. You were approached by a sales lady who asked you if you needed any assistance. You said " Yes I would like a pair of pink thong panties with lace for my boyfriend here" I was in shock. The sales lady looked at me suprised but remaining professional. She asked us to follow her and she showed you a few different items that fit the description. You held each one up and asked me which one I wanted most. I selected a pair and you gave them to the sales lady. Then you asked her if I could try them on somewhere to make sure they fit. She led me to the dressing room. I was red with embarassment but how could it get any worse? I went in and took of my clothes and the panties you had given me and put the ones you had seleted on. My dick was rock hard and the panties would not contain my hardon. You opened the door to see how I looked. About that time the sales lady walked by and you asked her what she thought about them. By now there were several people in the store who knew what was going on and you let anyone who wanted to see me have a look. Finally I paid for our purchase. We were leaving the mall, I was now wearing the new panties. I followed you to your car and got inside. You then gave me a blindfold and told me I was not allowed to see where you were taking me. You also cuffed my hands behind my back. Then you started driving. Every now and then you would squeeze my dick, checking to make sure I was still hard. You told me I better not be leaking my man juice on my new panties. I had a feeling that there was nothing I could do at this point. We got to your house and you took me inside. You told me to sit on your couch for a while. I was still bound and blindfolded. When you returned your took the cuffs off me, and then youstarted stripping me to my panties. Finally you took the blindfold off. You were now wearing a garter belt, stockings and high heels. You looked so hot! You told me to stand up, and when I did you noticed the wet spot I had made on my panties. You were upset, "I told you not to do that you said" You then placed me over your knee and started spanking me. You told me I could play with myself while you spanked me if I wanted to. I was embarassed to do this in front of you, but to horny not to. The spankings were stinging, but it felt good too. After a little bit you stopped spanking me. You started directing me how to play with my self. You would make me stop, start, making me tease my self. Then you put my blindfold back on. You were now playing with yourself as you made me play with myself. I could not see you, but I could hear you. Your sounds were incredible. You sensed I was close and you would make me stop. I could hear you walking around me. You came up and rubbed the dildo you had been using around my mouth, letting me taste your juices. Then you told me I could cum as I sucked your juices of the dildo. I was pumping fast and furious. I started cumming and screaming, it felt so good. You pulled the dildo out of my mouth and rubbed it in my cum, then stuck it back in my mouth. I was still cumming as I sucked my own cum off your dildo. Finally I begin to get my breath back to calm down. And as I did I could not recall ever having an orgasm as intense as that one. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |