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Caught Stealing Thongs

Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Interracial, Spanking, Teen, Transsexual, Transvestite, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

to my knees, crying, spitting the thong out of my mouth, heaving for breath. "You're such a little pussy. Get on your feet and put that stolen thong back on," he demanded. Shaking now in pain as much as in humiliation and fear, with trembling hands I pulled the thong back up my legs, though my hard cock poked up from the low waist band. He handed me his handkerchief. "Wipe your face, Chrissy, brush your hair, and re-apply your make up. I stumbled back to my purse, got my make up kit and went to a mirror on the wall. I faced the mirror, my back to Mr. Johnson. In the reflection of the mirror I saw him admiring his handy work. I arched my back and thrust out my reddened buttocks as I leaned toward the mirror. I love putting on make up and think my face is my nicest feature. I applied lipstick, puckering my lips, then the eye liner, mascara, shadow, a touch of rouge. I felt Mr. Johnson's eyes on me as I caught his reflection in the mirror. I saw his eyes move from staring hard at my ass to looking at my face as I transformed it in the mirror. I liked that he was watching me apply eye make up. No one had watched me doing that before, and it felt sexy. "Even if you don't have tits, you have a sexy ass and a cute face, Chrissy, a lot prettier than most girls." He watched as I brushed my long hair, fluffing it, making it cascade around my shoulders. I turned to face him. I batted my eyes, showing off my long lashes now that everything was back in place, eye make up no longer ... running down my cheeks. I am half Thai, Amerasian, and my face is naturally feminine and with make up is beautiful. My eyes are almond shaped, dark, and with shadow I can flirt pretty outrageously and love doing just that. I have pouty lips that are made for lipstick. A little rouge on my cheeks completes the pretty, feminine picture. I easily pass as a pretty girl. "I am now going to video you wearing the stolen property. He took out a video camera. "Walk back and forth in front of me," he said. There I was in wearing only a thong and high heels. I walked back and forth as Mr. Johnson filmed me. I felt myself responding to the camera, putting an extra little sway in my hips as I walked. My buttocks were still smarting with hot pain, but it felt like a glow that created a indescribable pleasure mixed with the hurt. "Now put on the other stolen goods," he said. He handed me the French lingerie set, but withheld the French panties. "Keep the thong, put on the rest." I took off my heels to roll the stockings up my legs. Then, I attached the garter belt around my waist and clipped the stockings on. I put on the fancy, black bra with red lace highlights. I quietly reached to my discarded bra, found the falsies and put them in the French bra to fill it out. "Walk," he commanded, as he started videoing me again. "Swing those hips, Chrissy." I did the super model runway walk that I had long practiced, my feet crossing with each step. Mr. Johnson stood up. He had a tripod and now set the ...