1. When dressed


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Properly start from down to above..When dressed I could never pass as a woman. I am clearly a sissy put into woman’s close. Love being sent out like that. Exposed. Knowing whoever sees me knows just what I am. I have only done that at adult bookstores and at adult theaters. When openly dressed there, either in nothing but lingerie and stockings and panties, or if I go in a skirt, stockings, blouse, bra and breast forms, it is not only clear what I am, but most men who enjoy sissies see it as an open invitation to use me. When dressed like that men will walk up and reach under my skirt or into my panties to grope and fondle me, or just push my head down to their crotch and hold it there as I open their pants to free their cock. Love the idea of being sent out in public like that. Sitting on a bench or in a park. I would start out in panties, but with instructions that when the first man reaches up under my skirt I have to slide my panties down, out from under my skirt and off my legs, give them to him to keep, and stay in skirt with no panties the rest of the time I was there. I know a man would reach up under my skirt and fondle me. Stroking me, squeezing my cock. I would silently spread my legs for him. Submissively open for him, I would let him do what he wanted until he made me cum. Even then I could still not leave. Cum would be on my legs for anyone to see if they looked closely, there would likely be a wet spot on my skirt. My cock would be exposed under my skirt ...
    when I opened my legs and I would no longer be horny and eager after I had cum. But, I would still have to stay there, opening my legs to expose myself to men. Submitting to any who came over and wanted to play with me. Remaining in public, clearly a submissive sissy. My wife’s big office party was tonight. When she locked me into my cock cage, put me in very feminine pretty panties and I saw how provocatively she had dressed, I knew she would be flirting with her co workers and teasing and humiliating me. I would have to watch her flirt, see them staring at her, knowing what they were thinking. I also knew my cock would try to get hard. It couldn’t inside the very small cage she had bought, and would hurt when it did try, but it would still try. At least there were several very attractive women she worked with, I would enjoy seeing and watching them. Although that would not help with the uncomfortable erections I would have. Just before we left, my wife reached down, cupped my balls in her hand and squeezed tightly, squeezing the hard plastic cage. Smiling, she looked into my eyes and told her that every single woman I would see at the party knew that she kept my cock caged, knew that I was her bitch, knew that I was too small to be pleasurable and knew that I was her bitch. That was the last thing she said as we left the house. I knew there would be over twenty women at the party. The idea that each and every one of them knew I was my wife’s chaste bitch was completely ...
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