1. Fashion'Slave


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, First Time, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    every mincing step I took and my prick sticking out in front of me, walking down the Croisette among busy last day Christmas shoppers. The thought was terrifying but at the same time it caused strange sensations deep within me. Sylvia eyed me curiously, she seemed to be reading my mind. &#034Well, give me an answer now. And if you don't want to give me this promise, you may as well get out of the car here and now and get lost because I never want to see you again.&#034 She even leaned across me and opened the door on my side to emphasize her threat. The cold breeze crept under my skirts and again made me shiver. Or was it the decision I had to make now? I knew I would give myself into her hands completely now, If I surrendered to her wish, and I was to be a man, and it was for the man to tell his wife what to do and not the other way around. But there was this little voice in me that told me of the sweetness of surrendering to the wishes of a woman, to succumb to her will and I saw pictures of me in beautiful dresses with Sylvia showing me off to her friends. I was torn between the two sides in me: the rational reasoning &#034you have to be a man&#034 and the troubling emotions dragging me into Sylvia's net. &#034Well, what is it now, have you reached your decision, do you want to walk home?&#034 That did it. I simply could not leave the car in the middle of nowhere miles from the next house dressed just in a cocktail frock and skimpy high heeled sandals which were made for ...
    a polished dance floor but not for a rough country road. My rationality suddenly sided with my emotions. &#034OK, I promise,&#034 I heard myself say, still not sure whether I meant it. But there would certainly come a better occasion to discuss this promise with Sylvia than in a dark night on a country road with her holding all the trump cards. &#034All right darling, you will not regret it. I will make you so pretty, you will love it.&#034 She leaned over again and closed the door. I was still in a daze. &#034And I promise you not to send you down the Croisette in just high heels and a corset -- at least I would give you a mink coat to wear over it.&#034 This picture again stirred my emotions and I cuddled against her to seek shelter and comfort with her warm body. The tension slowly slacked off when Sylvia started the car again and continued our trip to Mougins. It was exactly as the Guide Michelin had promised: the food was excellent, the wine great and the prices out of this world. But we did not care tonight. We both enjoyed dinner immensely and not just the food and wine but also the attention we got not only from the waiters but from everybody who saw us. We apparently made quite a hit with the male population up there in the mountains. Of course, there were actually no locals present. All of the guests had come here from the cities and towns along the Cote d'Azur. Most of them reeked of money and some were even very good looking. One or two invented some business that ...
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